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A. NOOP * bt hi5rt ' > There are songs for the mon For sunrise and sunset, tin But who will give praise to 1 And sing us a song cf the Oh. the high noon, and t The noon with golden \Yh.n Ik. .1? 1- ? With his face to the w How swiftly he rose in the <3 How alowly he crept as th Ah. steep was the climbing t To the height of his thron* Oh. the long toil, and th The toil that may not Till the sun looks down 1 To the wonderful way Then a quietness falls over n The wings of the wind in t The river runs softly, the hi And the workers are restli Oh. the good hour, and The hour that calms tl Little inn half way on th Where it follows the ( There's a plentiful feast in t The lilt of a song to an old The talk of a friend, and the To sweeten the cup that t Oh. the deep noon, and Of all the dav the bes f St/1 When the sky bums, am ' To his home by the wi G^HOW H 1 HIS DIA Sr? 3t5SSESBSHSH5H52H2ETE II is always an Inscrutable mystery to everybody why other, people quarrel. For our own little arguments there is always, of course, good. sound and sufficient reason; for the disputes of other folk the excuse appears ever absurdly inadequate. Why, for instance, young Greig and Miss Elsie Norman, both returning from India on the Bengal, should break off with amazing suddenness their engagement just as the Bengal was nearing the Bay of Biscay it was not easy to see. But they did. "And I suppose," said young Greig, with a face that looked less bronzed than usual, "that nothing I can say will alter your decision? Your mind is quite made up?" "It always is," declared Miss Norman. She held tightly to the brass rail and looked away at the spot in the distance which represented Spain. It is best when quarrelling with any one you have cared for, not to look into their eyes. "I particularly wish that, for tht time that we shall have to travel together, we shall see as little of each other as possible. We can easily say 4Good-by' at Plymouth." "It will not be easy for me." said Henry Greig. "I am not used to saying good-bv to any one that?that I have?*' \ "You should he glad of new experience. Mr. Greig. It's a precious Ihing, nowadays." , i "You're not yourself tins morning, Elsie." "I wish T wore not!" she exclaimed, with a sudden change or manner. "If I were some one else I shouldn't be so unhappy. Here ia Mrs. Kenton. She mustn't see my eyes. This is Ihe last time we shall speak to each other. Good-by!" "But, I say, isn t there come means?" Klsie Norman held out her hand. Greig pressed it. and she turned and went below. Mr3. Renton sank into her deck chair carefully, as stout ladies do. and seemed gratified when the deck chair only creaked coraplainingly. and did not give way. "Mr. Greig. pray come over here at once. Miss Norman monopolizes your time to such an extent that we poor women see nothing of you. Sit here at once and tell me all about your celf." "It is an uninteresting subject," said Greig. pulling another deck chair to the side of Mrs. Kenton. "Tell me a secret, then: I'm exceedingly fond of secrets. When are you going to marry Miss Norman?" "Never!" "Never? Of course, you're both young, hut that seems a long time to wait, doesn't it? Mr. Van Straaten said?" "Van Straaten is an old fool of the kind they make in Germany. I shall | have to ask Van Straaten r.ot to interfere in my affairs." "His servant. Hans, is a queer j youth. He looks after the diamond camples, I suppose?" "I haven't seen Hans. But Van Strs"ten is the sort of old nuisance that ought to bo labelled, like some of the luggage, "Not wanted on voyage.' " "He always speaks very highly of Miss Norman," remarked Mrs. Henton. thoughtfully. ~Whv shouldn't he?" * "Precisely. She's very charming, no doubt. But you should remember that she is only a girl, after all." "That fact has not escaped notice, Mrs. Renton." Mrs. Renton looked complacently down the undulating scene that her * plump figure furnished and lifted first i one small foot, and then the other I 0 from under the hem of her yellow akirt. The number appeared to be correct, for Mrs. Renton, having mentally audited them, sighed with satisI faction. A "There Is such a thing," said the widow, confidentially, "as common aanso." | 44 T kniivr Phrnn vi and?" V "No, no. Sonso?s-e-n-i-e." B "I wonder whore, Mn. Renton." igi "It Uj not for mo to tell you where." jl t?swrvinl Mr*. Bculon. modestly; "all ~ * % r SONG. c vas dtke. ( ling and songs for the night, * e stars and tne moon; . ;he fullness of light, glory of noon? t ,ne clear noon, I crest; , 1 the sun turns ay of the west! t lawn of his strength; e morning wore oy: hat led him at length a ; it. the b'ue summer sky. ?- mow ion, ( rest From his journey's crown, of the west! f t neadow and bill, he forest are furled; rds are all still. ? ig all o-er the world. t tne kind hour, le breast! e road of the day, I '.urn to the west! 0 he maple-tree shade, ,-fashioned tune; 1 kins of a maid. a >ve drink to the -"oon. ? the full noon, t! 1 the sun turns f >y of the west! ?From "The White Bees." FHSHS2SZSHS-HSHSHS^SjTj J E LOST^i IYIONDS 1 |i m JEE?ra5HSHSHSHSHSHSH5J that I can say is that you don't find t it with young girls. At the age of. 0 say. thirty something, now, you often ^ find a girl?or. perhaps. I should say a woman?admirably fitted to be a j companion to a sensible man." "The popular prejudice." remarked ^ Greig, 'is nevertheless, oddly enough, in favor of girls of twenty something.'* He looked up. "What in the ^ world's the matter with Vau Straat- . en?" The old German, with his pinca nez awry, pinching the end of his ^ nose, was coming excitedly up the t gangway. "Vere is the captain?" he screamed. 1 "I lnstit. Prins me all at once the I n captain." The captain of the Bengal hurried {j up. In a few words of maugled Er.g- { llsli Mr. Van Slraaten explained. A ^ group o? interested passengers stood ^ around. "I talk to Miss Norman for leedle time." crieil Mr. Van Straaten. "I ^ go then to my gabin; I find there my brccious diamonds?vanished." "They can't have gone far. sir," p said the captain. "They have no need to go at all. "n Eight thousand bounds' worth all gone. 1 must know now queekly g who has stolen them alretty." "Any suspicion?" asked the cap- R tain. "I am rot so sure; I am not so t sure." "Anybody on board seen them?" "Von person only. Mr. Greig, If _ you please, come here. I show you my precious diamonds ain't it two p days after we leave Calcutta?" "That is so." said Greig. cheerfully, 8 "And very magnificent diamonds they a were. 1 remember telling you that ? I wished one or two were mine then, 1 so thr.t I might give them tc?" He stopped. "1 suppose we shall have to search the cabins." said tho captain of the Eengal. "Ic's a fearful nuisance, q ladies and gentlemen; bui It can't be helped. May we begin with yours. * Mr. Greig?" a "I really don't know," protested a Greig, "why I should have my cabin a upset and turned out just because?" "I desire that Mr. Grelg's cabin should be searched." said Mr. Van 1 Straaten, insistently. 8 "Thar settles it, then." said Henry ; Greig. carelessly. "Fire away; I'll, come down with you." V The crowd went below and stood in the corridor while the #v,minoiinn 11 was progressing. Elsie Norman, ^ hearing the noise, left her aunt, and, (J rather red at the eyes, came forward. The captain, Mr. Van Straaten. the chief steward and Henry Greig re- | appeared at the door of the cabin. The old German bore a leather case 1: very carefully in his arms. ^ "The diamonds have been found." ^ announced the captain of the Bengal, 1 seriously. "We shall not have to P trouble you, ladies and gentlemen." P They were only ordinary folk, rather bored bv the tedlousuess of the journey from Calcutta, and they could n not help showing a certain relish over 11 the diversion. a "Most painful affair, really." "Case found under his pillow In the berth." * "Seemed such an honest fellow, toe." t "My dear," said Mrs. Itcnton. bit- V terly, "it doesn't do to trust anyone nowadays. You never know who's who." s "But you'd think really on a P. & t O. Steamship?" c "I'm sorry for that poor Mis3 Nor mac. She wcs engaged to him, you J a know.** * : Cheerful nesj ____ HAVE always preferred * **fl latter I consider as an ? ^ the mind. Mirth is fulness fixed and permanent. * the greatest transports of ml: ? greatest depressions of melanch fulness, though it does not give nesB, prevents us from falling ? Mirth is like a flash of lightning of clouds and glitters for a mom * kind of daylight in the mind ant ? petual serenity.'*?Joseph Addis . 4: i 'i < _ "Oh, that'* broken off quite 1? toflnitely. I heard her teiling the c ierman so. The old fellow asked h vhat was the matter, and she tc ilm. He was a partner of her ] her's, you know, and he seem nuch concerned about It. You s< [ear. I wasn't exactly listcni: tut?" "But you hear, dear?that's t nain pclnt. Come into my cabin a ee my new serge dress."* They went aft. leaving Greig he dcor of his cabin. He was hoi ng the sides to prevent himself frc ailing. Other passengers went pi lis cabin, keeping carefully to t ither side of the narrow corrid< Jot one of them spoke to him, b hey all spoke to each other." "What does this mean?" cri ienry Grelg. "Do they suspect i if?" "Harry! " A soft, white hand on the arm. wi i kindly pressure. He turned ai eired It gladly. "Elsie! Aren't you, too, going ollow them?" "Tell me first what it all means." It did not take long to put the g nto possession of the facts. Her fa lamed red with Indignation. "And they dare to think you wou lo a thing like that?" "Well," said Greig, uneasily, "th ound the things there, you see. 1 i circumstantial evidence, of rath n awkward kind. But 1 needi ell you. Miss Norman?" "My name is still Elsie." "My dear girl, I needn't tell yt hat I shouldn't dream of taking po Id Van Straaten's diamonds, or an ody else's." "I am quite sure of that. Hart must see him about it." Sho i >inned her straw hat with a decid jr. "We two must stand togethi iow. whatever happens." "Elsie, hadn't you better let r ight it out alone? The truth is nec y sure to come out, sooner or lat< nd?" "In the meantime, dear, you w lave to forget our stupid quarrel his morning. I was quite wrong." "So was I," said Greig. promptly A man has no business to kiss irl as she is ascending the gangwi f a P. & O. steamship. It has bei one, no doubt, on more occasio ban one, but It is nearly always i ct to be condemned by right-thin ng people, who have not had t! hance of committing the criir levertheless, if it is at any time e pardoned, it was in the instance uestlon. "But." said the astonished Mi tenton to her companion, "I thoug ou said, my dear, that the engag dent was all off." "She certainly said so. Why s bould be so affectionate with hi ow after this scandalous affair goo ess only knows." "Ah. my dear, girls are queer ere u res." There were a few liour3 oT mix aelings for Mr. Greig of the Easte lank. It was terrible to feel this st icion hnnginv over him: to wat he locks cast at him by the passe ;ers; to observe Mr. Van Straater lruost eonile appearance of injur n the other hand, it was delightf o feel that close to him in this tit f stress., us he sat on deck or stroll ip and down, was a cheerful youi lerson in her very best spirits. T oy meanwhile behaved in a mann uite exemplary. "I am astonished, my dear." sa Ir. Van Straaten, severely, "that yi hould be friendly with Mr. Gre fter what has happened already, trongly advise you to give him u 'ou told me you had changed?" "I've changed my mind." she sal leflnitely. "Women foil: are n ;cod at. a lot of things, but we i now how to change our minds." Mr. Van Strauten lifted his hat ai urned away. The old gentlemi /hen he was a few paces off seem mirh nirltntoH mnph ar\ lad to pat his eyes gently with I earlet handkerchief. He called me of the sailors. "Tell njy man Hans to come i nstantly." Much commotion soon after the a tearance of the stolid-faced Hat i rush toward that part of the sh y all the passengers on deck. Sw alking German. Considerable tei er on the part of Mr. Van Straate lenitent words from Hans. "Mr. Greig," cried the old Germa come here directly. And Miss Nt nan. listen to this horrible man nine. I haf lost also my hatbox; sk him where it is. and he repli hat he thinks he place it by raista n Mr. Greig's cabin. Is it not t Jans?" Sorrowful acknowledgement frc he profusely penitent Hans. & 'an Straaten raised his voice. "Then I say to him: * 'Is it possible that you, carelc coundrel, you blaced also by misda he diamond bon also in Mr. Greij abin??' And he oav, 'Yes.' " Quite a noisy cheering from t issembled passengers. A prersii orward to congratulate Greig. t > and Mirth. I cheerfulness to mirth. The act, the former as a habit of short and trausient, cheer- * Those are often raised Into th who are subject to the oiy. On the contrary, cheer- ? the mind such exquisite glad- * into any depths of sorrow. that breaks through a gloom lent; cheerfulness keeps up a 1 fills it with steady and per- J ion. ? ... ) I- delighted beyond expression. turned >ld t~ Elsie Norman. ler "You don't regret being counsel ild for niv defense, do ; u, young Ta- Porta'.'" ed "\ou are just the client 1 like." ?e. ".And respecting this morning." ig. said Greig. "f.ir, I do respect this morning, lie | Let'b look forward." nd They walked forward. "Dot was a good dric'.c o? mine," at said Mr. Van Straaten. as he watched Id- them. He wiped his glasses careful>m ly. "I know it would answer. 1 was ist I once, a long time ago, in love mino he | self."?Waverley. ;; sciSncb AND :: INDUSTRY Id Out in Colorado an inventor got a patent on a flashlight put on smaller ev arms, even pocket pistol, so that t's wherever the searchlight strikes er there the bullet hits i't To get rock for the Morena dam in southern California, one of th*? ou biggest blasting operations on record or had just been successfully carried iy. out. Describing the feat, the Engineering Record says that a tunnel ,v 125 feet long was iirst driven into the face of the granite. In this chamber e(j was placed 38,950 pounds of powdet Jr and dynamite. This was exploded by electric fuses, ar.d dislodged 120,000 ne cubic yards of rock. ir;r An apparatus, of which so many surprising things have been reported. jjj has recently been imuroved in France in a way to render it more generally useful. Two inflammable gases must be employed. One is required to keep a the metal at a high temperature. The other is oxygen to concentrate action t>j, by oxidation along the line of the ns cut. For heating, either coal gas, an acetylene or hydrogen is employed, j._ but there is sometimes difficulty in l10 procuring a supply of those gases, IC? the new blowpipe is arranged to use to instead of the ordinary gasoline em in Ployed by motorists. rs. Probably the largest job cf outht door illumination ever undertaken ;e- was that carried out not long ago af St. Joseph, Mo., at a combined mllihe tary tournament and cattle show. The [ni size of the arena was 450 feel by 227 d- feet, making a total area of 102,150 square feet. The space was illumia nateJ by 127 multiple alternating current arc lamps on 110-volt eircuits. The lamps were suspended rn on span wires stretched across the lK_ arena, supaorted by poles placed encn tlrely outside of the inclosure. Parn_ allel with each span wire were the two j-s wires which supplied energy to the y. lamps. The span cable was flve-si;uj teenths of an inch and was anchored ne at each end by guy anchors. The illamination compared favorably with [lg that of common indoor lighting, and jle it was possible to distinguish faces er from one side of the areDa to the other. id ou The fogphone of 11. H. Marriott, of dg Brooklyn, is designed to prevent col1 lisions at sea by a combination of ip. wireless telephony and the ordinary foir bell or thf> Siilimnrlno Kt.11 ??'1 id, Us action depends upon the fact that ot the sound of the hell travels in air do about one thousand feet per second, or sl&htly faster in water, while the nd transmission of the 3ame sound by an the wireless telephone is praeticalv ed instantaneous, or at the rate of light he ?about 180,000 miles a second. As lis the man in the pifot house catches to the sound of the bell in the telephone receiver, he presses the button that Up starts an instrument resembling a stop watch. When the sound of the p_ bell arrives by air or water waves he )s stops the instrument, and the dial? jp instead of indicating seconds like the Ut */atch?shows the miles and feet the IU_ sound has traveled. At the distance Q. of two miles the air sound would be heard about ten seconds after that of the telephone. When the bell is ' next heard, the indicator shows whether the distance has increased j or diminished, and thus the navigap3 tor is notified if there is danger o/ ke collision. 10, Tiger's 150 Victims. ? The Madras Government has oflr fered a ?70 rewurd for the destruction of a tiger which has created panic in the Ganjam villages, having g in the lusi three years killed upward j.p of 150 persons, carrying some ot . them off from among bands of twen4 tv or thirty men. A reward of ?1C previously offered had proved Inadequate, local shikaris ^ being afraid to approach the crea ture's haunts ? London Evening Standard. Compliment to Philatelists. The postal authorities of Englaud paid a high compliment to the stamp collectors of the world when they provided a special canceling stamp for use in Manchester on the three days of the stamp exposition in that city. The cauceling mark was circular In design and about an inch in diameter, and around its borders were the words "International Stamp Exposition. Manchester. 1909." Thus, for once, were the philatelists officially recognized. CHILDREN'S BABY'S RIDK. Rn?L'.9.l?'l ??.,l. . k..l Baby shall ride "Way off to l>reainland with me by her side. | Go away. Pussy, for vou cannot go. . Nor dear little Dolly; for no one must know By what dim winding street, On our horses so tleet. We rock -a-by, rock-a-by. rock-a-by ride. Rock-a-by! Rock-a-by! Baby shall rule; There, close at hand, our swift horses are tied. Up. Sweetheart, be quick! Let nobodv see Which way they go with you and me; J*ly Puss is not peeping. And Dolly is sleeping. So rock a-by. rock-a-by. rock-a by ride. Rock-a-by! Rock-a-by! Baby shall rule. Here i? a moonbeam we'll take for our guide. And off to dear Dreamland we'll trot fast away, And never conie back till there shines a new day. Then quick as a wink. Without even one blink. We'll up on our horses and homeward we'll ride. ?Lillu Thomas Elder, in Christian Advocate. TUB TRUNK OF THE ELEPHANT. The long trunk of the elephant is very, very wonderful. The neck of four-footed animals is usually long, to enable them to reach their food without difficulty, but the elephant lias a short neck to enable him more easily support the weight of I1I3 huge head and heavy tusks. 1 The long trunk helps him to get his food, and the trunk is to an elephant what a long neclc is to other 1 animals.?Home Notes. OUT OF THE MOUTHS OF BABES. i Little Bess and her father were , several blocks from home. "Shall we take a car or walk?" he asked. 1 "I'd razzer walk if 00 will tarry me." replied the little miss. ( Helen, who was visiting in the country, wanted to pick some raspberries. "But I'm afraid they are not ripe . yet." protested her grandmother. , "Oh, yes. they are, grandma." said Helen: "the slnnnpri enmo ,?nf > .<?? as easy!" Seeing a man in the basket of the balloon as it rose. Walter said: Mamma, don't you s'pose God will be angry when He sees that man coming up to heaven alive?"?Philadelphia Record. MY MENAGERIE. I.ast summer, while away on my vacation. I had a menagerie. It consisted of two turtles?a mud and a land turtle; four hoptoads, one of which became quite tame and would eat off my hand. 1 built a railing under low growing trees and arranged shelves around the railing, on which I kept the menagerie in boxes, with wire over the top. In the morning, when the sun was shining there, our cat would go and doze on the boxes. In the evening two of our neighbors' halfgrown chickens would roost on the limbs of the tree just above. So you see my menagerie house was most popular. I brought my mud turtle to New York on my return, but. sad to say. it ate a poison toadstool I had placed in its box with other greeu things and died.?Karen H. Liusck, in the New York Tribune. THE WAIFS. No one ever doubted Madelaine Bridgmain's generosity or questioned her good intentions. She was lovable, laughable, whimsical, all at once, and best comrade in the world: but her friends i>ersisted in regarding her as ffioAlAl.e in KU.l.ln- - * ' ? >1 iiuiuus, III lUiiinlll^ (II ner as a failure in earnestness. Now. in the gray of a December afternoon, all the Girls' Gild was discussing it. "And Madelaine's so impulsive! That's the worst of it!" sighed Laura Neale, Madelaine's closest chum and gentlest faultfinder. "She'll empty her purse for a beggar in the street, and then tell you that she hasn't a cent left to pay her own bills." "Oh. it's her want of energy, her lack of purpose that madden me most," answered Marian Norton, cutting her pattern with a reckless sweep. "For years I've tried to get Madelaine to take a class in Sundayschool ? we need teachers so much, you know?and all she ever does is to laugh and remind me that she's 'the late Miss Rridgmain,' and that she'd never be able to go two Sundays running. That's uo excuse! I'd like to shake her!" "Well, don't, please!" begged ! T.auia "At least don't nt my nouse to-morrow. She's coming to spend the night with me. and. of course, she'll be there in the afternoon when we plan the Christmas festival, and ?well?I thought if we were to be nice?and?and?didn't trase her, perhaps Madelaine really would come." "I admire your hopeful courage, my dear." Marian replied, sarcastically; and the subject was dropped. Perhaps the girls' enthusiasm swept her along in its current; It may I have been. too. the sense of joys to be shared with others that coming Christmas always brings. At any rate, some compelling thing made Madelaine promise, half shyly, to take DEPARTMENT: a class la the Sunday-school. "To help through the Christmas rush, at least," she explained, with her droll little smile. "We've given you 'The Waifs,' " said Marian Norton, with businesslike mercy, as she met Madoialne tho next Sundav afternoon. "The who?" questioned Miss Bridgmain. puzzled. "Oh. the waifs and strays that don't belong here, that never come unless a* Christinas or Kaster to get a toy, or a plant. 1 don't want to discourage you. but as you probably won't s'ay--" Her speech fell to , siiencr. tor Mudeluine had walked A down the aisle and drawn the little, strange looking group around her .with 'he quick instinct for kindness 'site nl a ays hail for lonely things. | Th. class grew and prospered the s next two Sundays, and Madclalne was i no longer "the late Miss Rridgmain." She had b"en on hand early. "it won't last." predicted Mariau. "They'll fade quickly away after Christmas, even if Madelaine doesn't get tired of It all at the last minute And I think she was silly to rpend sc much money for her presents. Thi Waifs are not expected to have any thing more than a bag of candy from the tree." But Madelnine. when she was buying her pretty things, had thought. "Poor little moths of mine that have ; come wondering into the warmth 4 light 1 They shall know at least how beautiful a church Chrlstma really be!" But when Christmas joya and twere only a memory, The Waifs si marched sturdily in, a compact littl conscientious class. Their attendanci never wavered during all the wintry, windy Sundays that followed; and when at Easter they carried the Sunday-school banner, "the reward of constant, punctual attendance." Mac elaino Bridgnian stood in their mlds like a tall, slender Easter lily, and looked as one who sees visions. Bue after tho festival, when she spoke to Marian Norton, all her old whimsicality had returned. "The Waifs are going to stay? permanently." she announced, ar I there was a hint of triumph in h eyes, a glint of tears, too. "T Wnifs are going to stay?and so am I!"?Youth's Companion. A CUR rocs VINE Near the bank of tue Guadalup River, says a writer on "Nature and ^ Science" in Sr. Nicholas. I .aw something g.een upoi the ground, and hurrying forwar found a lovely viu? with loaves sir; er than those of the smilax. of a pa . tender green. The vine had its roc.s about five feet from the trunk < a towering rottonwood tree, and . nd otit on the ground four or fil cues wide, becoming I a little narn as it approached the I tree. 1 couli cos no stems or ten- j drtls. so thick .vas the growth; and I as 1 drew close to the tree I saw that n the vine branched just above ground and went climbing up great trunk and the branches. It more and more slender, until, fa I could distinguish only a threa< I line of green. As 1 stood intently watching delicate, graceful vine, I bet ! aware that it was pervaded by a lions, tremulous motion. Then 1 at that the individual leaves were i stationary. Picking up a twig ft the ground. 1 touched one of leaves and found to my antaze mai mere was a mown ant nn< about as long as my Utile finge Each leaf was held in the man of an ant In such a way as t< oeal the body of the insect, an ants were coming down the tree. ' discovery came upon me with shock. I had stumbled on a nest r umbrella ants. Books had told that sui b ants were found lr tropics, where they carried bi'i . leaves over their heads as if to protect themselves from the sun; but here, on the banks of a Texas river I had found a colony of them. sha? ing themselves where there was r sttn. and completely hidden in the covering of green. Charmed at the sight, I turned bark to call my companions, who were fishing In the river. Within a few yards. 1 met my husband, coming to look for me. He was even moit I rxcucu over me pnenomenon thar I I was. nnd shouted for the others t come quickl>. On investigation * found that the spot where the vl seemed to have its root was rea the opening of the not nest. T tiny creatures hud by some instil learned that the topmost branches the cottonwood had put out thr first small leaves. They had clit the immense distance and had ofT aud brought down their leave to feed their young ones, wo s | i ofipd. The ants which issued etui Jawed from the nest maje a lone c cult to the farther tide of the tr and climbed up where they would r interfere with the leaf bearing th< sands coming down. night. "Wind.** wrote a little boy composition at school, "is air w gets In n hurry."?Everybody's. v,i^rCtf8r^