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>!ake or * Break By Harriet Prescott Spoflford Copyright. 1903, by Hornet PreacoK Stefan) IP the mediaeval days were full of demons with which one reckoned, today has many of them concentrated In a single aspect?the demon of unrest. It possessed Charlie Harding in his shop In the village, the mills, the depot, the meeting house, being hard by, and all the gossip of the burg about Ills counter. And the world outside grew tempting. But It was thought that a rich And of sliver had been made In the neighborhood, and at once the |price of every old pasture that even the sheep themselves would have disdained to crop had gone soaring out of sight, nnd the staid old parish that had followed the way of Its forbears for UUO years and over i?ad gone wild over lt3 potentiality of riches. Of course Cnptulu Harding?a train Imnd captain of militia was lie?bud not been in the center of all the talk without finding opportunity for bonding find buying and selling land, pud be hud, as be pbrnsed It, melted down n good pocket piece through the various transactions. In the swinging of fate's pendulum, however. It was presently found that the silver was not of n paying sort, and the boom in land exploded like a bubble. Hut it left Churlie Harding full of eagerness and tbe wild spirit of adventure In money making. "Why nlu't you contented where you be?" asked bis wife's grandfather. "There's alters ben silver here seuce aforo you was born. Wby shoult^ it make soch a difference to ye all on n sudden now? Trouble Is ye have to put It in to get It out. Costs morc'n It coihes to. There's folks 1 know has sliver spoons made of it more'u 200 years ago. But, bless ye, (hem spoons cost inore'u gold. There's gold too. Didn't yc know It? That Californy feller panned some gravel out, I hcerd say, an' got what lie called n color. But long's spring pano out in the grass an* yarhs I do' know's 1 keer for the other color. As long as the blood root conies, an' the tnarshmaller, an' the Io: g loaf of the dock that makes a uiost lieallu' salve, an' burdockd for blisters, au' crarabrlos to draw out eaucero, other folks may have their silver. I5f you an' (.'race wants sil vcr. Jest keep to work. An' the sooner yo git tli's silver maggot out'u ycr brain the letter it'll he for jou. You got a grow in* business, you're pop'lar, rn* It ain't ino.v'n n nillo'a walk mornill's over l > your store when you cant u;e> yc;* wheel. My king: Here's spring for sure! Here's a niournln' bride!" And. all excitement, tiro old naturalist forgot his stick, hurrying and halting uu<l slipping nii l stuaiblhig. but making sure of the beautiful butterfly. Captain Harding looked after liim and wondered how a reasonable being could bo contented with such a life?110 better. he thought, than a mole's. (Jrnce Harding, through some unknown freak of descent, had developed a great deal more worldly ambition than any others of her family. She had Insisted ou going to school when lior sister Louisa preferred staying at home and drudging with her mother, and she had rend novels and taken a fashion paper, nnd on her nianMage she had gone to housekeeping in an old weather beaten farmhouse only as a preliminary to something altogether liner. It ? was a pretty place, under a green hill, with great sycamores and a brook whose banks were lined with blue forgetmenots. They had built a little piaszn where they could sit at night looking down over the marshes, mysterious in shadow, enchanting In sunlight. and 011 some days ho rode over 4/% t!?/? ofnun rn life liiff whool. nu whio'i he loomed a giant figure against the f.k.v?it was before the days of (he safety?and on some days he walked, and the store thrived gently, and Grace had her flower hods and her row of sweet pens and went to meeting In her myrtle green silk gown, with pink roses in her bonnet?looked upon by Louisa In her brown delnine as very mueh the fine lady. Life then was flowing on serenely, with now and then a tea party at the village and every day a visit with her mother and with Louisa, who was now married herself and living at the top of the hill, when one night her husband oame home and threw down his hat In a temper. "Well, I'm sick of this!" he cried. "I've ben doin' some little outside the store, you know. But now the boom's gone up, and there's nothin' more In land round here. I've turned over quite a few properties, though, and made my penny every time. But this is the end of It. Ilow'd you like to go to Colorado?" "Colorado!" "Yea. I'm like trie wild beast that s tasted blood. Say, I could Just shut the store as It stands?I took p'r'aps mos' a dollar today?turn the key an' put it In my pocket an' git out there in the thick of things, an' if I didn't stake out claims an' strike pay dirt I'd put out what was worth floatln*. An' I've an idee I could make my Innings. I learned a lot fum them fellers that wna here lookln' over the lay of the land. I see 'em tryln' out the silver buttons"? "You saw," sakl Grace calmly. "I s^w them. An' now I've a little suthln' to the good suppose we Just J turn the two keys an' try It. The worst we can do Is to come back again." Wpr And they did. Captain Harding with |P a fierce but gay determination, and his wife with a beating heart and a flustered face, but with a sort of eager curl{ oslty. I "It's jest tomfoolery," said her mothm :4 - I f or. with a weary sigh, as she twisted her sparse nnd hRy color??d hair out of the way.' "Why nlu't they satlstlod with things as they are?the store an' the place an* all? I don't b'lleve Charlie Harding 'U ever giow up?Cap'n Harding'. What's he cnp'u of exceptln' It's Grace V I "Grace Is cap'n, then," said Lcr grandfather. "I can't tell where Grace got her am* > bit ions sperrlt," said her mother. . "Oh, I do' know," said her husband. "I was nios' crazy to go to sea, fast v'y'ge. But one goo.l wreck cured uie, an' p'r'aps 'twill tbciu." "Yes," said the old grandfather, laughing half to himself. "1 guess he'll be glad to git back on to the land ag'in." "I wouldn't wonder If it all turned out for the best," said Louisa, who had come down from the hill with her sewing. But Captain Harding had u > doubts on the subject. "First thing, so:uc clothes," said lie. "I've heard s.iy there's uothiu' succeeds like sue?v.;<. ! an' so you've gutter look successful. , An' I'll say one thing?if there's anybody that'll he :v credit to tine clothes it's my wife!" And yet, as his wife walked through the corridors of the Fifth Avenue hotel, after returning from the far west, a little awed by the velvet earnet s th< satin curtains, tlio gilding. the mirrors, the splendor of the other woineu, sho was < juseiouH of .something about herself Uot as it should he. Her bus hand was all well enough, u bluff and ready man of business in a business suit. But either she had on too much or she didn't know how to put it on, She felt she was unlike tnose grandes dames who talked and laughed and moved at ease. Iler hands troubled her and made her uncomfortable; her hair lacked the touch. But still sho ! knew it was only n matter of time; : she would catch on. Charlie, anyway, ; looked at her with admiring eyes when he had any time to look at her at all, She was more lonesome than at first. ! for her husband had become entirely j absorbed in Ills schemes. Meantime she was seeing the world. It went by her in the beginning like a panorama; it almost made her dizzy. Yet, although at last she was a part of it and as eager In the rush as any. she was never quite at home iu It. Captain Harding hud indeed had some measure of the luck ho had hoped for, and ho was floating the shares of the Nimble Dollar mine in a way that made his wife hold her breath when ho reported his successes to her. He had been on the ground, ho had seen the mine, lie knew what he was talking about, he was not anxious for too large a price, and he came out of the transaction with a small fortune. "Now," he said, "if I did what my folks nud your folks would approve of I should lay this down to grass? ' * thnt uiimun lnu-ical?UIRI go llOine and build a house with bow .winders nud a French roof and bo the rich niau of the region." "Ye3," said Grace, "But you believe lu me, dou't you 7" asked he anxiously. "Yes." said Grace. "You'd like to seo me one of the millionaires? I've as good a right to big money as the best of 'em. and I'm goln' In for It. I'm goin' Into Wall street In ?aruestP' And Captain Harding had a sense of assured success which made him the happiest, best natured and busiest man alive. "'Taln't luck," he said to his wife. "It's a long head. I'd look pretty hid In' such a knack of business in the corner store, wouldn't I? And as for you, I'm proud of you every day!" But Mrs. Harding was not proud of herself. She would not let her husband know It, but sbo felt herself wholly unequal to meet the women of soelety^' with whom her husband's affairs brought her Into some association, Invited now and then to their houses, to their opera boxes?women who had acquaintance with each other, with foreign life, who knew what to do and how to do It and who without the least 111 feeling often overlooked and ignored her and made her feel herself out of It. She sent home boxe3 of gowns and oih- ; er things to Louisa and her mother (of which in their private talks they said they would have preferred her own things to make over for themselves, without dreaming how unsuitable they would be), and she sent grandma a gray silk wrapper in whose ruffles and 1 lace she would look like a little old i flower, as Grace pleased herself by thinking, and she sent her grandfather a fur coat and a wonderful meerschaum pipe. She had a feeling that such things were, as her husband phrased it, so much to the good. Now and then she sent her father a littlo money, but she did not have much money. Captain Harding needed all his ready money, but she had generous credit?and hills. "Pile It on!" said her husband. "One must look successful In order to be successful, you know!" | They still lived at the hotel, where they had what seemed to her royal rooms, although she never grew used | to them, and, although entertaining there those who accepted their Invitations, she always had a sensation that one day those people would find her out I fnr o fpmi/1 |?v? " ?*""" I She laughed sometimes when she saw i i herself in the glass, with her bare 1 rhoulders and Jewels, her satin and i ' lace and marabou, with a kind of mockery. But she never let her husband know that this was not what her Boul longed for, that she was afraid of i the other women or that she felt all their own new way of life to be of very : , uncertain tenure. Sho did not have so much chance as i once to let him know her state of mind, i He was occupied from morning till night; he was writing and telegraphing . . and seeing people and down In the lob' by talking with men till midnight, the hotel lobby being a minor Wall street. Tilings seemed to her to be In such a I |OQj, whirl tlmt sometimes she wondered If ^rju she were not dreaming. She wrote yyn home, but she said very little of her- I tj10, self and her life. She described imper- Spjc soiiul things, like pictures and shops. ?in> "Louisa," said her mother once. "It's r^,0 borne in on me some ways that tJrnce ain't happy. She's got the desire of her nmj heart, she's out In the world seeln' ..^ things, but she ain't happy." ^ wllU W n? 1* * %l'd In oh prcllu." l^i1 don't make out tlie pielur'. Louisa, (jlu you'll never learn that child to walk talkl if you carry him so. And it's bad for Wrs your back to carry such a burden." StuL "That's what mothers' backs are ?.j? liuulu ffti" " 1 t iniButua nu.i -- j^'on kissing her mother. Kisses were rare coiul among them, but In those duys Louisa (jom felt as If she must bo Grace and her- mhn self too. hdto Whether she was sorry or glad, the *-i] days went by with Grace, and In tlfelr Mrs. course she began to understand through keen the little she saw of her husband that 0the they were critical days. "It's make or i0et break," he said to her once. And as Wei she saw his preoccupation and his celie anxiety day after day and the breath- will! less way In which lie lived she felt end breathless herself. She scanned the i "V market report3 and specials; she listen- ton, ed ns she could to the talk of stocks of it and points and margins, yet she could j "II make out but little, and It was all very I silvt harnsslug. She thought she had under- i Com stood at last that everything depended j feat! on an arrangement called a deal, which, ) a se if it could be brought about, meant of r wealth beyond dreams for all concern- i wha ed, and, If it couldn't, meant ruin, llut that it was going to be brought about; It couldn't fall; women couldn't understand business of this sort; she must II' possess her soul in patience. And she of t tried to do as she was told. But she Veis know now that her husband had every- Is e< thing staked on one throw. She leaned to over him in his snatches of sleep, mut- snia tering and tossing In Ills dreams, and stan as she smoothed the lock lightly from are is forehead she felt she would take all goes the anxiety from him if she could give iier him either success or peace of mind. gern lie had grown white and gaunt of late, wea eating nothing, waking before light, sit- sue! ting lost In thought, starting at slight root sounds with all his nerves o ? edge, hur- tliei: ryiug as he walked as if ho pursued ters something flying from him. i the lie was very much later for dinner nr?? one day than over before. Early in tho The afternoon a telegram had come and had retu been brought up to her. Telegrams gem usually went to the downtown desk wif< She waited, expecting her husband, n two long while, and then, as ho did not Eng come, she opened it. She said it might . be from home, ltut she was conscious j that that was not tho reason she open- ! ed it. * It was n very simple message and in very terse language. "Gone up." Hut she knew in nil instant what it meant, and she summoned all her forces about . her. I ' Hor husband came in after awhllo rntlier more boisterous than commonly. "Do you know where my old silver watch is?" ho asked wbllo making his toilet. 4.j "Why. to be sure; In the upper draw- (1].0] or In my dressing case." "With the two keys," he laughed. "You're a sentimental woman. I sup- , pose you have some fancy or other o{ t about those keys. You're all ready for j |m the dinner and look like a princess. Toggery's becomln' to you. You like It." "I don't know," she said. "I used to verf like my old pink ginghams." ,.j "So did I!" he exclaimed. "Tiresome j.or work, this going out to dinner business. I'll he ready in no time. Which is It tonight? Harder work than when I went tralnln* '1th the mllltla." It was several times in the course of that evening that Captain Harding ^ $ WIT "That's because she hasn't any ba- ||c,Vl by," sahl Louisa, dancing her boy 0:1 ()f t her Knee and then letting him pull her tj10 curls all about her face. "I'm sure 1 don't know what we done before this ^ little person came." ?> "I'd like to see your baby." (irace jR.r had written her sister. "Some tlnie? ^ ^ just for a look?I may drop in upon e^rf you when you least expect it." "I wish't I could drop in oil her," said lier mother. "You wouldn't know her," said Lou- ^nd isa. "I wouldn't wonder but you'd tj10r think It was the queen or the presl- ^ejj( dent's wife or suthln'." ?CW( "I guess 1 should know my own j)aV( child," said her mother, "if she was fVQS ever so tine. I'm glad she ain't ever wj.., sent for Tommy the way she said she ??'[ was goin' to. I wouldn't want to stand 800, in his life, hut somehow I feel's though ..-j grandfather was better for him than jj,0 Captain Harding. I wish't she'd tell what she's doin' and where she g>e<. 1 , 'I I iiilaLii ?"i /1 Is 'Adv?wft!kv foei. Led nt his wife with a smile of uiph in spite of circumstances, h what nu air she carried It ofT, he ight. How she became wealth and mlor! And yet the girl in the pinlc ;bam dress had been as pretty, truth was thut for the first time in career Graco felt sure of herself on her own ground. Veil," he said to her when they e again in their rooms. "I don't bee any of those men felt as proud heir wives as I did of you. This is sort of life you were meuut for. j too bad?I'm sorry. Bat now brace I've something to tel! ^\>u." Co, you haven't," she said, laughing, great blue eyes blazing, it seemed im Joyously. And she drew the telun from under a book, ly George!" he cried, gazing at her 1 fresh admiring pride. "You beat record! That's what 1 call sand! i 1 you knew It all the time! Well. ' e it is. I ain't no match for these ? >rs. By selling my watch and your els and furs we'll get out whole and 2 enough to buy a little stock of | h goods for the store. And?and? ^ t do you say?" 'liat we can't start an hour too t!" she cried. hen we'll go back and just open up 1 store and dust it out as if not bin' happened, as if we'd been out to ] the world and had seen it and was \ died and was back again to the old , id with some new notions," ho said , ly. "Sowed our wild oats, so to ^ md I'll give you raised biscuits and ' {hunts for your breakfast. And I'll my chickens and have my plants. ' have a Jack rose. Why, Charlie, 1 be real happy yet!" ' 'ou better believe! And with this ' ofT my shoulders! It'll be nuts to r grandfather, though." t le'll like to liear you talk, lle'll be ' lie store early and late. And some 1 said (trace, one glad smile 1 iking after another across her face. 1 bring my sewing down to the 1 u and visit with you myself. And I y day I'll see father anil the rest of ' i at the old place. Ami I'll have so 1 h to tell mother and I.ouisa that 1 '11 think I'm making it up. And 1 Isu's baby?oh, Charlie, It will he 1 too sweet for anything! 1 shall ' as if I'd been born over again!" I nd if we find a silver mine in the 1 : yard we'll hoard it up," said he. t'nli?(cii SccnriticM. I don't see why Mr. btubbs wasn't ug to lend Willie l'orter the $200 iceded to got that business oppor- 1 ly in Nnshway," said Mrs. Comp- ( to her husband on her return from 1 sewing circle. "Everybody was ' lug about it this afternoon, and Porter feels real hard to Mr. 1 ?l)S." * oiks have lent money to Willie * ti uns unu never seen tue, i* .o' their money again," said Mr. ^ ptou, "and Mr. Stubbs made his t ey by hard work and saving. Ile'd f to lose a mite of it." [o woul 'x't lose a mite of it," said t Compter ludignanlly. "Willie's f l unfortunate, but so have some 3 rs now and again. Do you recol- i your fancy squash Investment? 3 I, anyway, this tiuie Willie had exnt security- to offer, and he was < ng to paj* back 2 per cent at the ( too." T Hint security?" asked Mr. (Jump- ( not deiguing to refer to the rate lterest offered. 1 [0 offered Mr. Stubbs two dozen ( :r teaspoons and a ladle," said Mrs. , pton Impressively, "besides a licr boa and a seal plush coat and . wing machine that runs the easiest . my in this town. I don't know , t he could have wauied more thuu . , I'm sure." . African IIoMi>ttallty. jspltality may lie considered as one he characteristics of not only the | i. but of the whole African race. It msldered the duty of every citizen s entertain strangers without the * Host compensation. Places of rest id always open, and when these found occupied by strangers a man 1 and tells his wife, who will send ( servants with water for the stran- s to wash their feet, for, as they ' r 110 shoes, they naturally need 1 an accommodation. Afterward 1 us and cloth wrappers are given n, food is brought from oil qu;\ror they are invited tu eat with ! people. They continue to lie ho hied for even If they stay months, ir- garments are also washed and irued to them. On leaving they ?rally mnke u small gift to the } of the host, though not more than or three coin nuts or two or threo ;lisb pennies,?CenturyFills the Bill. Ie claims to have found a suLstifor gold." Hupposo he wouldn't part with his ot for anything." ,'es; he doesn't care who knows It." las he told you?" lure." x ' Vkat Is It?" 3reenbacks." Their Best Friend. do is the father of thirtecu chll1." tnd he still has to work?" res." I'hat Is base ingratitude on the part he shoe dealers. They should retire on an old age pension." No Wonder. Vhat Is the secret of Brown's unlml popularity?" Ie doesn't know a single remedy colds." Proved His Standing. hear he has become oue of the citizens of the southwest." 'es, he is luvited to all the lynchu" .... , i ? * I HAIR & UENTI m J Crown, Brid^vwork and R J Office over Mutual Dry Go DR. J. M. WALLACE. | WALLACE & H joi^sixrivi leg Crown and Bridge Work w3 A Specialty. Phone 117. M =rr? - 111(3 I y mo A w ire s Revenge [Original. 1 ^ 1 During the latter part of the eighteenth century two young men, Jean . Dcsmoulius ami Alphonse Cateret, both living in Dijon, France, were bosom WO( friends, (.'ateret proposed marriage to not a young girl, Louise I'lanoon, but liis tur suit was rejected. Louise secretly ing loved his friend Desnioulins, and in the we course of time Dcsmoulius married her. He was so devoted to Cateret that Lou- "ol Ise thought it best not to tell him that Alphonse had once sought her hand, mid since Alphonse never told him he j was in Ignorance of the fact. roc Ten years passed. Cateret had gone j-)e to i'aris to live soon after his friend's marriage, the Desnioulinses following later. Both men became leaders in the revolution which was sweeping over Prance like a cyclone. One evening Desnioulins came across the Seine by 1 N he bridge directly opposite the corps tiot egislatif and walked toward the Place : le la Concorde, or Place de la ItovolU- C don. as it was thou called. At the otli ?amc time Cateret turned into the dace from the opposite direction. The two men met at that point where the guillotine was set up and where it had lone a great work that very day. Night was falling, and the Place was deserted except for the friends. They stapled directly under the Instrument of loath and began to talk. "Alphonse," said Jean, "this revolu- . ion Is like a tongue of llnme which at / me moment sweeps In one direction. \ lie next in another. The favorite of ( oday is the condemned of tomorrow. \ "You are right, Jean. Do you know ' that if either of us has an enemy that tox Mioiny can scud the man he hates to ^r's he guillotine." , ?l citra't n," tcplkA Ji>nn. ' ? I I vere smgre rrae jim, r , __, T he danger so much, hut I consider iny Tuu 'amily." ^ !' Cateret stood for awhile lost in bought, then said: "I have an idea. ^ ?uppose we make an agreement. If *ou are the victim, 1 will pay your wife 50,000 francs; If I am the victim, rou pay my mother the same amount." After some discussion Dcsmoullus ^ onsented. and the friends went to \VG1 ?ateret's house, where the contract vns drawn up in duplicate, duly e\e- . ruled, and each party to it took a copy. | ? Ten days after this agreement I)osnoulins was arrested under an necusaion of having corresponded with the oyalists across the border. lie had j received a letter from a fugitive, but ^u> 10 one knew of it except his friend (lu, rateret, to whom he had shown it. [tut there was nothing in this, for the j( etter, bearing a foreign mark, must j j)it, lave been opened in the postoffice. I j)C1| Louise Desmoulins was frantic at the lunger that threatened her husband, j \s soon as she became quieted she set tjl0 ler wits to work to discover who the Ktfl secret eneiuy could be. At a confer- jnv ;nce she had with her husband in jail 10 told her that Cateret knew of the etter he had received from abroad. Louise, remembering that Cateret had >nre sought her hand in marriage, was seized with a suspicion which she tinaly confessed to her husband. "Nonsense!" said Jean. "There can he nothing in that, since, at my death Alplionse must pay you liO.OOO francs." And ho told her of their agreement. She was hut half convinced. Jean Desmoulins died on the scaffold l>esidc which the agreement had been made. Ilis wife shut herself up. After i few weeks she received ouo visitor, I.A1. ..1.1 1 4 1..1 >i< i IIUOUUIIII .1 I'll) llll/IIW, .VIJMlOllSf L'ateret, llim she saw constantly and but a few months after her husband's 2xecution promised him that she would be his wife. Meanwhile she frequented the courts and places wherein she might learn the name of her husband's iccuser. After awhile she became known as the widow who was hunting for one to send to the guillotine. One lay she received a visit from one of the leaders of the revolution, who said to her: "I know who informed on your husband. is in luy way, and 1 wish to get rid or him. I will tell you who he ,, Is on condition that you trump up an , accusation against him, leaving me out ' of the matter. You will not believe me ,, without proof. That proof I will furnish." 1 "It is proof alone that 1 wish, i know the man." "IIow do you know him V" "By the instinct of u woman." as "lie Is"? "Alphonse Cateret." "You are right." The visitor the next day met the widow in a building whore records were kept and, being in authority, took ;(>r her to a room whore no other man In France except the keeper con id go. He took down a vo.ume which < attained a ^ record of more villainy than any vol- 1 tune lu the wori^l and, consulting au III ????I HAIR, j ST iS. S m emulating a Specialty. 5 ods Co., Union, S. C. J DR. II. L. FELLERS. gK FELLERS, | JKS'X'fcjJ. KM Offices: Rooms 1 and 2 %fj Nicholson Building. ox, turned to ttio nnme of Jean Dmtiling. There was the charge and name of the accuser, Alpbonse Caet. Louise looked nt it apparently hout emotion; iter guide closed the >k, and they withdrew. 'he friends of Louise Desmoullns re shocked a few mouths after her (hand's death to leurn that she was marry Aiphonse L'ateret and the tiding day was set. Catcret, who did know what moment the tide might n against him. was secretlv nrenar to leave Frauce with his bride. A ek before the wedding was to coiue the revolutionary committee got d of his intendeu (light, he was nrted, and on the very day he was to re been married he died on the gullno in the I'lace de la Revolution, u the book in which his case was orded appeared the name of Louise smoulins, informer. P.LSS1E CHAS^ HAIGHT. PERT PARAGRAPHS, ot every French cook took the able to be born in France. cuius is the ability to work the er fellow. SkJil IgenuinTT r?lics vCA pole / V A V IMADf tVrAH / f 07 I f\ i |r*p?.oRea L xvotild really be a calamity to discr the north pole. So many searchfor it would be thrown out of a lie man with three corns on each t lll.ftlMS Itir VPS U tvt ? M V ? .0.. W 3 has it llgured that the country is ug to the bowwows. ou't be discouraged if you find the ret girl graduate of n month or so i In the kitchen. A couple of sens there will not hurt her. : Is hardly to be wondered at if the ither prophet is without honor in own eonntrv. ow that the world Is once more at ee let us hope that it will he a long e between wars. idian summer was not Invented by Indians, though possibly they were ones who saw It first. t is doubtless a great relief to a am 1st to he discovered, for the susiso must be something awful. ho simple life does not appear to so who through force of circumnces must lead it as the greatest ention of modern times. Nonsense Soojjn Salil the river to th*? forest, "I would go away somewhere Ami would like ihe same to borrow If yea have a trunk to spare." Paid the forest: "At your scrvlec Are my trunks, I oft have said. When you go upon your journey May 1 He upon your bed?" Said the river: "I nn.\ sorry-. But my springs are out of whack. I allow to get some new ones Just as sow* ms I come back. As it V*. you're welcome to it, And I think 'twould he a lark When the lobsters try to bite you If you'd scare them with your barlt.'* Said the river, "I must trnvel As boeomcs my wealth arid rank. Ami should 1 run out of money I can draw upon my bank." Said the forest: "That is proper; You mart take the trip first class. If my leaves are In the humor, They will rustle you a pass." Said the liver: "That is lovely. It Is nice to travel free. For my incul.s and small expenses I can lire my current. See?" Ami his mouth began to water, Thinking on what he would get, So he started on his Journey, And I hear he's going yet. Only One Luxury. Ho is carrying heavy life Insur e." For the hcnctit *>f his family?" No; lie isn't married. He can't sup- * t a wife ami keep up the premiums." Keeping it Up. lie takes his wife to the thenter just lie did lief ore they were married." Considerate of him." Yes, hut he courted her in the coun, where there were no thentera." mitntlon may he the slncerest flaty, hut we like tlio straight kind the it. i man never forgets his wedding day mi though he might not be able to I you the date of It. \