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AN OLDEN TALE.
Btured—«terred—«Urred
Yet queen of the feut wu she, t
a liveried servant's ebony hands .
'ereu the frnite of tropical lands
'o her on bended knee;
a horrible hanger night and day
gnawing her life and her strength away.
g—Dying of thirst I
>' at her lightest will
costliest wines like water flowed,
ted in the crystal and gleamed and
glowed,
But left her thirstier still;
nd she felt that the frnit and the wine were
curst,
for she starved with hanger and ehotod with
" Mist. —’ '
Msay a suitor wooed,
For she was passing fair;
Fortunes were proffered and jewels brought,
And challenges ^ivcn. and duels fought i
But what did my lady care ;
For she wasted her love, and she gave her heart
To one who haughtily stood apart.
She thirsted for one fond look—
She starved for a kiss denied;
But he earerl no more for her smile or blush
Than the glacier cares for the red-rose bush;
And she pined away and died.
A tul true hearts mourned her many a year.
While the man ahe died for shed not a tear,
'J is ever the way of tl e foolish fair
To ds© for the one who does not care.
Elia Wheelkh.
Iohoksdh
father died, and left her, a mere mite ol
a thing, in charge of her feeble mother"
and bhby sister, and how ahe eontriveti
to get along and keep grim famine from
the door on the pittance of her earningss
Whenever I oould, without making »
fuss, I helped them along a little. Ainl
when we got W«U aofttilMd, I used to
hurry through iky WWk *oas to be abl<
to see her home JMp day after six
o'clock. plrmrHInf^fTT'. we need to g<
to oonoosti t «Ml la^mroi together ; an-'
I very oftaa fcund tbn« to visit them all
of an evening. • hhadn’t said a word of
love to her yahJlWHhW 0 waiting till my
, to usable
16 fill it
toward me I knew nothing, Jtba
«hd looked wpoa and trusted me th *
brother. - *
One thing nsed to rile me^phongb,
and that was the elMakiag ■<*$$( liking
that Harkness seemed tolhaWs tor her;
An Engineer’s Yarn.
© I son a practical mechanical engineer.
Let me see. It was «*teen yean ago
this summer that I came to New York
in search of employment. I had been
running an engine in a big tannery in
the western jmrt of the State, and doing
% first-rate till the company failed, and
— I was thrown out of work. So I was
looking about town for something to do.
Money-gauge bo low that I was ready
for anytlting after a fortnight ol-'search
ing and waiting. I happened to be
walking through a clown town cross-
street, when I saw a placard in the win
dow of a paper-box factory: "Engineer
wanted; good salary.”
‘‘That’s just me,’’ says L So I went
into the office and asked if I would do.
The manager said he would try me. Ho
did try me, and it seeihs I must havq
satisfied him, for he tcld me to stay.
Now, it is about this manager and this
paper-box factory that my story, such
as it is, will be; and to make things all
straight and plain (a sort of oiling up at
the start), let me attempt to describe
them both. * -iw
First, then, the manager, Mr. Samuel
Harkness, also sole owner of the factory.
This Mr. Samuel Harkness was the
greatest villain lever came acrots. He's
dead now, poor man, and I hate to speak
ill of those who are gone, ’cause, you
see, its much the same os chinning be
hind a man’s back; but he was a villain
all the same. Not om of yajjr story -
book villians, either. I have read lots
of novels, romances and such Biriff lately,
but I haven’t seen anything about their
\ illains that applies to my villain. Theirs
areiuvariably thin, dark men: of Kthc,
, serpentine motion; with yellow faces,
straight black hair, and deepest inquisi-
I tive eyes. Something of the Evil One
cropping outxf every point. Why, Lord
bless you, you’d recognize this kind of
Villain soon ns ever you clapped eyes on
1 him, just as you would a patent machine,
with every bit of metal labeled. My
. ; villain wasn't tall, wasn’t dark at all;
1 was tolefablv stont, in fact,
do looking; didn’t squirm a bit; and, to
cut this description short, was just like
most anybody else you meet. When I
engaged under him, of course I didn’t
know any Ui ing about his villainy. How
oould I ? He wasn’t labeled. 9
And now for the factory itself. It was
s somewhat dilapidated five-story brick
concern. Engine in cellar (most every
manufacturer had his own power then,
instead of just belting on to the one big
engine of the block as they do now); of
fice and samples, first floor; clipping
and folding maolines, second floor; girls
pasting, sorting and trimming on the
I stock of all sorts on the fourth and fifth.
We najd to turn out an Mmense deal of
work with very few lianda. There were
about twenty-five or so girls, the man
ager, his clerk and office boy, a man. to
; . hoist and do qjld jobs, the fireman and
myself. Except when stock was taken
in, tr work*sent out, there was nobody
else in the building.
I generally kept to my own^business
and staid down in th« cellar, nursing the
old engine. She sadly needed it, being
as rickety and patched-up a contrivance
as one Qares to stay alongside of. She
idways reminded me of some old people
you see, who are always iu need of a pec
toral for a cough, or A^lititment for
rheumatism or something ~ or other.
This engine of mine was in such a state
that she always wonted ease somewbfre,
a rivet here, a plug there, new stuffing,
more felting, or a band around ths whole
boiler, Frdh boiler to fly-wheel she was
rickety, rickety. But th«r#wss no pres
ent danger to 6e apprehended; all waa
safe enough with proper earn slod atten
tion. Theta was them*. -1 hadtoeaer-
nnd worse, he shewed it plainly enougli
by the way he perseeeted her with hn
| odious attcntiousNsrhenevef ho got the
chance. She tol^mc she would leavt
the place if she oould only feet another,
j I have said that it was sixteen years
ago that I entered the box-factory. ] 1
yon will take the trouble to subtract,
yon will find that makes 1867*, It putt-
us jnit in thb yoar of the grad financial
crash. I had been in the fa^ory fbout
three mouths, and was getttufe nefed to
the general run of things; tod tjpbnph
it was out of my line, and none
1 of my business, I could not but no-
| tioe bow slack trade seemed to bo.
1 Rumors of failures up the v street,
down the street, on ths Corner, •t’Nos
35 and 37 over the fepy met bk earA
Rumors of failnib past and funurihr to
come. Rumors of great distress East,
j West, and South. Bomore of a threat
ened general smash-up. Meney men tel
me that when the market is tight it only
needs such a wholesale panic to bring
| down every one. It is the apprehension,
not the reality that does the work. But
! this is not tslling my story, either.
; Well, old Harkness kept on with his
manufacturing, though I could see that,
i dsy by day, fewer calls for work wen
tnade. He always wore a cheerful snril*
through those troublous times, as much
as to say: “Look at me, it you want (c
see a model man of business. I do:'l
speculate. I don’t get involved. Mart
( my consequent prosperity." Now, when
I see a man with a good deiar,$f bluster,'
and swagger about him, I always make
up my mind that he is a coward in
heart. And when some people parade
( their financial soundness, the Wall-st.
animals always snuff rottenness some
where. It must have been on this
1 principle that I began to suspect that
Harkness wasn’t so safe, after all.
One night I was delayed by an unex
pected breakdown in gearing, and staid
in my cellar long after the girls, the
clerk and the fireman had gone, hard to
work tinkering st the engine. No one,
was in the factory but Harkness and
myself. I do not think he suspected my
presence. As I waa taking off my over
alls and fixing up, I heard a heavy dray
come up to our ddbr. There were four
or five mien with it, who were not our
regular cartmeo. They jumped-out,
were let in through the half-closed doors
of the main floor above me, and were led
up-stairs by Harkness. Presently
reappeared, Waring cases of various
kinds of stock, fancy .paper, gilding
stuff, light machinery and different odd*
and ends, with which they loaded the
dmy," and then drove off again. All was
done in such a qfliet, mysterious way,
that it was evident that something
wrong was being, done. What could ft
be? The men were not robbers, for
there was Mr. Harkness, and 1 he sol
owner of the factory. A man does no!
commit a larceny on his oWn -plroj erty.
I couldn’t make it qut at all.
I started to go. Just ns I entered tht
dffice from below, Harkness came in by
the passage way door from the Boo/
above. He started perceptibly when In
saw me, but instantly regained his com
poeure, and said, as cool as yon please
“Ah 1 you’re late, Bill. What’s wroiq;
to-day? Hope you wijin’t btyw us n,
for a week or so yet. We’re doing 1
staving business, Bill.” (I think ]
see him now, “Washing his hands wilt
invisible soap in imperceptible watoE
with that self-satisfied, hypocritical loci
on his face.) “Jbst sent a load of film
Iwxes down to the Winged Arrow. She
sails to-moiTow, so w6 had‘to ship in u
hurry. Fins boxes* and a Beautiful ves
sel, Bill. ’Qood night to you,”
“Good night,’kir,” said I, and left.
As I went up the street another dray
passed, driven toward the*fnctory. I
curafeity to font and watch to see
every night I expected to see Jim, but
was much surprised when I saw Hark
ness. This time it was he whojcame up
through the cellar door and I through
the other. As before, we met unex
pectedly. Now it was my turn to be
surprised. He was intensely pale, and
seemed much agitated. With a strong
effort of the will he strove to conceal his
strange manner. He endeavored to
speak calmly, and half succeeded.
“Bill,” said he, “Jim has tended to
the engine, it’s all right; come outside
with me, I want to talk with you.”
He turned to the cellar door and
ted:
come up, angle up at 01^0.
to Mr. Bentt private hou^--
where that is—tod tell him uot
to disoonnt that bill to-day. Be quick !*'
f, “Yes sir, coming," sung out Jim.
leisurely.
Suddenly he ton up the cellar stops.
His face was ten shades paler than
Harkness’s, an expression of horror wa.-
fixed on his features—an expression of
agony and fear that I shall never forget.
It haunts me still. It will stay by me
till my dying day. Poor fellow, he’s
gone, too, since then. Jim hardly
stopped in his wild flight, as he hoarsely
whispered, rather than cried:
“Hundred and ten on the steam
gauge! Safety valve dogged! Bun
for your lives!”
I took in the situation at once. . Ter
rible the danger was. The old boiler
was registered st eighty pounds to the
square inch, but we never dared run
higher than thirty. And a hundred and
ten! We were standing directly over it,
and while I hesitated, the pressure mnsl
be steadily rising. It flashed upon me
that there might be no more danger in
jumping down and pressing the safety
v.dve than in running away, and in
spite of the awful ptoic, I had a preju
dice against running.
I looked down from the doorway upon
the trembling, panting, struggling steam
lemon beneath. The safety valve ap
parently was in plain sight.
From the end of the lever hung several
n 'e links of chain.
I don’t think I’m a coward usually,
it least, I know I am not. But that
The Story of aa Actress.
evidence of villainy took me all aback
ft* -4\ .4v .< v :<„%• '*.v :iv -4*' uv flfv uv uy uy ]fy UNfhy'nv uv
[ staggered and clung
\fuy uv uy
to the
Intel foe support The words seemed
rt^doutof me, and not uttered with
aiy volition:
.0:
- ‘‘You ■■anndiri^ You(d
nsnrance, would you?"
A sudden vindictive push sent me
headlong. As I fell I heard a demoniac
augh.
“ T’each, if yon want to f”
And the door swung to with a click of
he spring lock.
At the foot of the steps an open trap,
ho sub-cellar hatch. The distance wii*
_*> great that I hail time tonoticeall this.
Would it hurt me much when I struck ?
Would it kill me outright?
And that was all.
Mra. Mabel OoUjna in her story tt
“Helen Modjeska,” gives a charmingaa-
count of the home Ufo of Mme.
ka, and her career has 'been sini
eventful. Bom st Cracow, about
her childhood was passed in the excil
atmosphere of Polish revolution and
triotie enthusiasm. She early
tested a desire for the stage, and
her marriage, at the age of se<
with her guardion-a man much older
herself, whose namp ahe still been
the play-bills—her aspirations werfftul-
fllled, and a humble beginning
made with a company of
era, whose adverturos form one
most amusing chapters of the
was not, however, until her
death in 1865. and her marriage
years later to M. Chlapowski, a
patriot and journalist, that she
the theatrical star and favorite
saw, a position which she h<
about 1876, when she and her hi
for some half explained
grated to America. Their e:
on a Californian farm are en1
the reader, but were highly
blc to the unlucky Poles,
powaki soon began to suffer from'
nostalgia and as her funds did not allow
of her, return to Warsaw, the only course
open to her was the apparently wildly
impossible one of sc ting in
only knowledge of the lai
at that time derived from one of
novels, which it had taken
months to get through.
she desired, we are gravely
to succeed on the American si
destroy herself; and having
“lovely spot” on the seashore
the case of failure, she wonldeud her
days, she proceeded to take kmans in
English. After six months of stuny ehe
actually mada her appearance, to Aiv
gust, 1877, in an: English version ’ of
“Adrienne Lecouvtunr,” at a theatre in
San Franc’soo. She was immediately
successful, and soon a favorite with the
most cultivated patrons of the stage in
this country Mid England. A London
journal says that “in these days, when
so much is said -and written about the
hiitnoral tendenmft Sf the moat u p6pbNir
plays, and when a great deal of the best
acting, notable that of Mme. Modjeska
herself, is associated with parts like
FIRST WOMAN IN CAMP. BROTHERS DISAGREE.
VFABN WKI.COMB IN TFIK FAB WEST.
HmHvm a Taws Lat lar Bela« tba Ftrat at
Har Has ta Arrive—The Flawary Hyaerh
Maula by tba Caiaaal.
"refreshing to Unci befiind thesm^is such j*tokis moCstaebo for the needed tnspira-
ateai you: ^.drienne Lecouvreur and
my
me.
When I came to, I fbtmd myself in n
veil remembered room. Bessie,
Dearie now, hung tenderly over
vailing for the light of
Appear in my fevered eyes.
-All was soon Jold. The boiler must
burst the very instant I struck.
recognition to
iave
ITirkness was killed by a flying piece of
iunehiharv; the would-be murderer had
■ wnn
, ■sohftttgcd plooce with his rctim, fox T;
strange ®s it may seem was dug nut ol
1 he ruins alive, and got.off with only a
broken arm. God forgive him.
Bessie insists that if it hadn’t been for
ihe accident I should never have “spoken
out.” 80, after all, it was a blessing in
disguise.
Mr. Foster’s Adventure.
M
bad the *
toad
whether it, too, stopped there. It did,
and when I reached the corner of Broad-
pay I stepped and'looked back ouc.-
more. There,
the
ic the dagktaing twilignt,
«f §t MBrried losing wa»
L It deemed to be aL
Charles Foster is to employee of
Erie Railway and lives in Jersey Ci
He has a friend, John Lynch, who mori
than occasionally gets on a spree, which
sometimes results in an attack of dc
Hrium tremens. Foster tells this stop
of one of these recent attacks :—
Mrs. Foster and the children are spend
ing the summer in the country andFost©<
lodges at'* hotel on Pavonia avenue.
On Wednesday night be was swakem t
fiom sleep to find Lynch in his roc pi
evidently very drunk. He waa awakene.'
by being pulled from his bed to the floor,
and Lynch was standing -ever him
Lynch, he says, cried as he opened hi-
eyea, “Say your prayers; I am going b
kill you.”
Foster says he thought Lynch wn
joking, but the latter again angrily ex
claimed:—“Say your prayers and pre
.are for death t” Fester, alarmed,
dropped on his knees and clasped hi
hands as in prayer. He says that other
wise he feels sure that Lynch would bav<
killed him, although he does not men
tion that Lynch exhibited a weapon. Iu
spite of his fright Foster says that u
happy thought struck him. Lynch wu*
approaching him threateningly when he
said “Jockey, it’s too bad; I can’t ssy
my prayers. I’ve forgot them I” To
his surprise Lynch rejoined’.—“Forgot
your prayers 1 It would be a shame to
an enxnsM and hard-working life, such
devotion to art, and such gallant effort
in overcoming more than tke usual dif
ficulties of a theatrical career as an}* de
scribed! in this interesting narrative.”
'
Smothered In a Pit.
At Newark, N. J., Patrick Thompson,
Jeremiah Cronin and Thomas Hartnett
lost thei/t lives not long since through
being Smothered by mephiiic vapor
coming from a cesspool which
they undertook to clean. The accident
happened between seven and eight
o’clock. , Jeremiah Cronin was the first
man lost* He was overcome as be stood
by the open manhole and fell to the bot- j
tom. Thompson went rr 0 ™q>tly to his
assistance, Tjut hi. a \ - - - overcome in
a minute or so amf fell to the bottom.
Thomas Hartnett then made an affect to
sava the hnt only shared'
their fate. The affair happened so
speedily that nobody’s attention was at
tracted to the situation of the three men
for some time.
Finally a crowd gathered about the
place, but nothing oould be done.
Lights lowered in the pit, which is very
leep, were extinguished by the get at a
iepth of a foot or two. Na person
could so much as look into the tank
without becoming dizzy. Senna of those
present besought a young man to make
an effort to rescue the other men, bnt he
declined, regarding the attempt as a
willful sacrifice of his own life. After a
co siderable time, several men ventured
to approach the opening, and with grap-
pling hooks brought the bodies to the
surface.
Thompson was for thirty-fouryears a
switchman on the Pennsylvania Rail
road: His wife died two months ago.
Cronin leaves a wife and four giiklren.
unmarried mi
June uj was a day of joUifleatkm at
Carbonate, Col., being the advent of the
first wagon, the first woman, .and the
first board from the mill. It wou^i
have been interesting to the reader to
witness the electrifying effect on the
men in the camp when word was passed
along the line that a womta was coming.
Long before she was within a mile of
the camp, knots of men were gathered
uere and there watching, looking in the
direction from whence the wagon waa to
come. As she hove in sight, each one
gathered around his camp, as when an
alarm had been sounded in a prairie-dog
town. When within a few yards of the
ontside habitation the woman alighted,
and accompanied by her husband, pro
ceeded to the County Clerk’s office. (If
had been advertised that the donation ot
a town lot would be given the first
woman who came in.) Curious eyes
were wa’ching her every step as she ap
proached the Clerk’s quarters. Bnt the
crowd which, had gathered around Urn.
office for mail receded respectfully each
side of the entrance. As she passed in,
Colonel Ferguson serenely loomed up,
and, sailing oat among the boys, agita
ted a reception.
Seized by the inspiration, a hundred
hats were removed frem heads of noble
structure and design—siluriatod some
what, perhaps—and a hundred horny
palms passed over the unkempt locks to
smooth them down ; vests were pulled
down, and a hundred pair of eyes ran
down the respective owners’ “digging
clothes,” proudly inspecting the ioevi-
table “ball stitch" which rejoined the
dismambered seam, or held in place the
patch of conspicuous dimensions. By a
look of common consent the Colonel
was the man selected to make the recep
tion speech. Uneasily pluming his
moustache with oarbonate-st&iued fin
gers, the Colonel approached her, and
fdUcm#d"by 'the uncovered heads, he in
advertently yanked a frog from his
throat and began:
“Respected madam,” and a hundred
heads nodded assent. Appealing again
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Hartnett was a young 1
An (Hd Story, bat Still True.
Timothy Ruggles was six feet six
inches in height and had a fine and
stately bearing, and was a man of “in
finite jest.”' It is related, through
traditional sources, that at the coming in
of the Supreme Court of Judicature at
Barnstable, about the year 1742, headed
by Chief Justice Lyne, an old tad de
crepit woman came into the oourt-house
as a witness, and, not seeing a seat at
hand, she was directed by Haggles to
take the Chief Justice's seat, and ao she
innocently took it. Soon the Court, in
all the provincial pomp and rircnmstanoe,
entered, with the accompanied officers
Mid announced “The Court 1” Where-
tion, the Colonel resumed again: “Re
spected madam*—the illuminacing spec
tre of this most fascinating occasion—”
And a hundred heads bobbed serenely
again in assent. Pluming again the
souroe of inspiration, the halting Colo
nel staggered on: “Footprints of thine,
which have first fallen on our carbonifer
ous soil, we welcome thep,—^lercury in
her aerial flight trails through the starry
architraves of heaver^ to trail over the
silurian outcrops of Garfield country,
which has become sacred to ns from toil,
vicissitudes, and privations. It is ours
by right of discovery, and you are wel
come. We have freon victimized. We
have learned to love and n cherish in
memory the tiny* fingers^/which were
rubbed over our biscuit&fn other days,
and we languish for t)ie same. The
delioaoy of sewing on-buttons (thimble
less) is ours, and<*ir toil-stained robes
bear the traces ot the silurian outcrop,
for months we have been here surround
ed by the beautiful crystalline pearls ot
heaven, and have hanked about and
around os, and onr only solace has boon
the chirp of the camp bird nml the weird
wailings of the metamorphio blasts. Wo
have long anticipated the daisy, strug
gling through the snowy depths to com
fort us, as the day drew near when we
laid by our anowahoea on the limestone
edges, but this occasion ismostsnblime,
undreamed of, and unprecedented in the
history of our new country. Thou hast
come upon us like a perfume freighted
breath of the gentle springtime, and
thon art the shrine to which we bow and
bring tribute, and iu behalf of these,
my partners in the struggle, who stand
liefora you with uncovered heads, some
of them glistening like a burnished.disc
in the silurian sunlight, heads wliich
have been robbed of capilliary traces
from inevitable co-tact, I again say,
vt-loome.”—Denver Newt.
The Same Old Podge.
Clerk—“Mr. Sellem, here is a gentle
men who came in to buy a watch.
What shall I charge him for this one
which he has chosen ?”
Mr. Sellem—“Let me sea Well, let
him have it for $50. ”
Clerk—“But he waa recommended
here by our friend, Mr. Amicus, who
told him we would put it way do#B for
Mr.
Sellem—“Ah I' That alters the
Tell him our regular prioe is $100
but teeing he is a friend of Mr. Amicus's
we shall let him have it for $75. But tell
him to fra careful and 1st nobody know
> positively cannot
latHfure.
COniy
to Mr. Ami
f^$Bd $oeaoff
(has made a
[From the Milwaukee Bun.] *
It is frequently said that about the
worst thing^o have around a house la a I
reckless harum-scarum boy, who seems 1
to care little for how he acts and who
he torments and makes trouble for.
This is a mistake, a popular error.
There is something infinitely worse, and
that is two boys, particularly if they are
irofhers. Yohr boy, and the boy be-
‘onging to the next neighbor, ean play
along day after day, and have royal
times, and they will not bother or molest
you with their boyish troubles, but to
the family with two boys of its own
there is music from morning until
night, thronghont the year. Brothers
do not seem to “hitch” well. They are
in constant trouble, and the way they
wake things up for the balance of the
(musehold is a caution.
In all their play or work there ia gen
erally turmoil and disturbances, which
must bo settled by on application of bod-
slat to both, or it never will lie settled.
No one can explain why it is thst two
brothers of the ages ran&io^ from nine
to sixteen, sometimes older or younger,
seldom if ever agree in their play or
work around home, but it is true, and
anyone who Ess watched two brothers
has seen a sample of pnre, unadulter
ated cussedness that is rarely equalled.
In all their play they never agree, ang in
their work around the houao they en
gage in disputes and dissensions, that
to see them in the hottest part of the
debate, one would swear the,widening
chasm between them would never be
bridged. But in this yoi\ are mistaken,
as probably in fifteen minntes they will
lie busily engaged in plundering the
nest of a swarm of bumblebees, and in
the excitement, of the occasion they for
get their differences, and they become
solid pards once more.
Bnt why is it that brothers do not
agree, as do either of them agree with
the other boys in the neighborhood?
Why is it that they stand for half an
Bbatb 4lu£—The tnonpu
A * arum's go css That
A vbbt precious maiden—Etti# 1
Caluso the roll—Yelling ‘
FLOwawarethc swesteat things tM
God ever made and forget t| put a scul $
Bokk people are never satMbd. SbCsr
them how to live happily gl I JsmII in*
some and they will waat job to fanisk **
ths income. J3L-.- ' ■
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Chooss always the way that sc<B»t tfce
beat, however rough it may be. CuB»
torn will render it easy and agreesldn. t
It was Fuller who said, “He
spends all his life in sport jyi.^*
who wears nothing bnt fringes Bad
nothing bat sauces.”
A boy says in his
“Onion* are the ve
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w/w
you sidf when you don't ^ *Vni T-~T
self."
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hour and wrangle as to which shall saw
and whietispjit the wood, when proba-
Uly.m fiftMffSi inukw.’ time bq^h of them tags by the seashore and it has a big
ui 1 x_ _ »_ Jr . . it t-^t -»
4 Nsw Yon* journalist whB Mif wito
ten about 10Q lines per weck|srtksfMit
two years, has been told by bis physi
cians that he must take a vacation or dia.
—Detroit Free Preta, - T*
“What makes chickens colls oat of
their shell, they must be so nk* sM
warm and comfortable inside ?”
it s because they’re afraid of
boiled.”
Wbbb it u remembered how bard ffil
for women to keep their powder dry
this weather, it seems almost like sacri
lege to growl at the hmtA.—Detroit Free
Pre*i.
“How Chaeuxt deep like to show Ms
importance?" exclatibed Baas, as Chto>
ley went striding peat. “I know it,” »-
p«cd Fogg: “Singular, Jan’t it, oonaider-
ing that ha has ao little of it Y*
A Bybaousb ghost had it all hk own
way until he stole a ham and a bosk
saw. Then he was waylaid with a slab
and sent up for sixty days. No ghost
has any business with a buck-saw appe
tite.
“Yss” said the gilded youth, “I
know I’m growing too look old vary early
in life; but isn’t it better to grow old at
onoe and have the agony over of
having it to worry about everyday?''"?
“Oh, for a cottage at the seashore!”
exclaimed an overheated Philadelphia
man yesterday. “That is just my trou
ble,” replied a friend; “I owe for a cot-
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m
will be over in a neighbor’s yaitl, help
ing another boy saw and split his wood,
so he can go fishing and they will work
live beavers, and never stop a minute
for words, and you would think to see
them there that they were two of the
lovingest little brothers that ever was?
Why ia it that when they buy a dog or
toy pistol, in “snucks” as it were,
that over that particular article, what
ever it may be, there i| bound to rise
clouds of war and dissension. ^
As a general thing, unless there is a
very wide difference between the ages of
two brothers, their actions toward each
other are a study, and yon will notice
that nnless they are epgaged in a sport
that brings to each an equal* aaoount of
pleasure, they will, in nine oases out of
ten soon be engaged in rending each
other’s locks, or knocking the second
crop of teeth down their boyish necks,
and in the next minute they are loving
little brothers, to ol! appearances, who
never had e word or a blow between
them. Their wosk in the garden, si~
the wood-pile, or running errands, is
filled with nameless woes, nnlies the
scales ore evenly balanced and one has
exactly the same amount of work toper-
form as the other, and whoever taw work
laid out before boys to the supreme satis
faction of both. But they will go sway
and help a neighbor's boy working, and
both nearly kill themselves work, and
not a word of complaint will oome from
them.
It has often been asserted that broth
ers never agree in business, and it is a
good deal true, though, of course, there
are cases wherein they do. But it seems
that the nature of boys, the differences
they had when boys together, when
they owned “on sharse” » pet dog or
itny other article, grows with them to
manhood. One never forgets how the
other mtde a sneak on him'oue day and
coaxed the dog away with him, while
the other wanted the dog at home, and
if the dog shows the least feding of
affection toward one that he doe# not
toward the other, the life of that dog
from that out is one unceasing romul
of woe, aa the brother he did not take to
will swke it warm for him, and tie cans
to the poor dog’s tail and make his life
one of sorrow and misery. And the
brother who oould not get solid with
the partnership gog, chcriahsa a fad
ing of reaentmentagsiBpi his brother in
tfei scheme, end that
iwfsBned by thousm
differences, and bf the time they Mach
manhood,- there is a ftotta
them regarding brotherly
partneshipa that disbars all Stoh
mortgage on it tod."
Ah English psychological society is
discussing the question: “Are scgels
ever sleepy?” If s young man finds hk
Rangel I" yawning about H-pr m. he
may conclude that if she isn’t tleepy,
hk company k not apprecHied.
“I mDBi stood 30a ta rsytobat your
charge for services would be fight,” coas-
plained the client, when hk lawyer
handed him a tremendous bill. “I be*
Ikve I said nfy lea would be nominal,”
the reply, “bat—” “O, I eee,*' inter
rupted the client, “phenomenal"
A tcBscumoH look pnblkher says
that eat of a thousand book sgMlti fie
usually finfca^oat ten who are worth
retaining after a month’s trial We
toppose the otbar 990 beoonae too maeh
crippled up to keep on working!—Phila
delphia New*.
“Bdast the look!” cried the burglar
as he turned hk dark Itatiem an tbd
handful of silver he had scooped (tool
the vest pocket of a banker. “BbaUM
lack! if here ain’t six trade defers f f
have my opinion of any Government-
that pnk up these ghmes on e feller I”
The coal man’s cart broke down
was going to weigh tlie ooel
needn’t fuss to weigh that ooel, said
man who had purchased it
heavy enough to break down the eare^^fi
weighs more than any ton of coal I
got before. I’m satisfied. ”
Gala.
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The most humble of tl
tkmaries of the French
naval cats. There are some hi
them, and thek kaportanea k daly rto .
ogpized by the State, which supports.
them in snoh comfort and dignity ’
benefits their official position. IV*#
French naval cat totem the aernlf'f v
kim kittankonfl atut Ifci flut tAi
or two of hk active cerecr os board s
man-of-war, where he ia begtbad ill "
bold and permitted to devchr w
may catch. Having thuap—i tbrwuh'
apprenticeship, hi k rent ashore and
quartered at one of the fire uavwt peris
as a terror to the rats and nriaathat
swam k the viataalling yards
sheds. "He k than entitled to
sues ot ftvw esntimas a day,
sum k regalaiiy paid on his
what ha?
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