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Done Over for Fourth of July.
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And there he lay jroaa-
iiiK from morning til
"While hither and
thither, in aerrous af
lian nurses and quacks
w.th their plasters
and pot ons.
With strife incoherent
and conflict of no
tions. As always, when doctors abound Tery thlc':.
The patient grew momently more and more
Till finally they were constrained to asree
Due thing might releire him a strong cup of
With wild incantations and desperate haste
They made it and sweetened It up to his taste.
Then rushed to his bedside, plumb full of ad
vice. And poured the hot flood down his throat in a
When lo! from a crack in his cranium's top
Our Goddess of Liberty sprang with a hop.
All clad In the gjrments of w.sdom and might.
With a loud martial shout and a screech of de
light. Poor Johncy fell over, as scared as a Roose,
Quacking something or other about the
While a mad exclamation that rhymes with
Fell oft from his lips in a way scarcely tame:
But the gods high In council, they greeted the
Declaring she shouldn't be cast in the shade
Uy her brow-beating governor, not if they
He'd better lie low, or hs'd certainly rue it.
The old gent recovered, made up with his
And gave her a free passage over the water.
The years came and went, and his confidence
He'd let her sling, sometimes, her thunder
Supply her with weapons of goodly advice.
And though they cost nothing, they always
Now when she docs something remarkably
He smiles In a way that is sweet and benign.
And, chucking her under her chin, exclaims:
My beauty, how much you resemble your pa!"
And when he Is very good-natured, you know.
He will joke just a mite of the time long ago,
When he thought in his soul he should certain
Of that pain in his head on the Fourth of July.
Jdlia H. Tiiaver.
LAND OF FREEDOM.
Land of Freedom, queenly thou.
With the crown upon thy brow.
On thy cheek the flush of mora.
Hail, this day, whea thou wcrt born!
Lo, thy symbol on the breeze,
Hear the laughter of the trees.
And the murmur of the corn!
Grand thy rivers, pulsing down
Past the prairies, past the town;
Lo, thy mountains proudly rise
Like the pillars of the skies:
Lo. thy gulfs and lakes of blue
Ever flash with glory new.
And the light of beauty's eyes.
But a nobler empire's thine
In the hearts whicn thee enshrine;
In thy sons and daughters fair.
In the children of thy care;
On this day, behold they rise.
Peace and gladness in their eyes;
Happy, happy, everywhere!
May the realm from sea to sea
Fairer grow, while earth shall be;
Plymouth Rock and Golden Gate
The far boundaries ofothy State,
While thy harvest-fields of gold.
Hills with metal wealth untold.
Make thee mighty, make thee great I
Land of Freedom, queenly thou
With the crown upon thy brow;
Girt with wisdom, girt with truth,
True to God in very sooth;
When earth's empires fade away.
When they mix with common clay,
God gives thee eternal youth !
J. C. Sanlin, D. D., in Golden Sale.
IN WINTRY WOODS.
A Bomantic Tale of One Fourth
IWritten for This Paper.l
FOU can't fool a kid,
fellows, and thev
hain't no use o' talk
in'.The fust timcl sees
him an her together
I sets it all down
in my mind that they
was jest the niftiest
couple as ever walked
inter the mission. Ye
'member them days
I were a reg'lar per
yasavey, and no more dreamed o' bein'
"tiger" to a fine lady than you kids dream
o' bein' Governor. Bet I yurned my place,
my honies, and don't yon forget it!
As I was sayin', when I see them two
beeyootiful creachcrs a-walkin'sidoby side
Inter the mission one a teacher o' boys an'
one a teaches o' gals I jest sets in my
mind that God made them two fur each
other, sure and I haint got no reason to
chance my 'pinion as yet.
'I alius loved him he was so grand, and
tall, and strong-lookin', and fur all his
grandncss and tallness and strong-lookin-.ess,
thar was that gentle, sweet, kind
way ho had as ud make a kid wanter lay
his poor, little, lonesome head agin the
beeyootiful black shoulder, and jest stay
there all night I done that very thing
wunst honest ilnjen, kids, I axshally
done itand I haint surprised at yer 'ston
ished looks; 'cause I were so lifted clean
uten myself by the heaven I dreamed of
vomin' true that I clean forgot who I were
and where I were, and that my name was
only Tim Lee. I didn't think o' nothin'
but mother, and Heaven, and aD gels, and
all them kind o' thoughts for ho held me
close and soft and easy, jest like mother
uster, and I forgot the awful pain in my
broken leg, and was 'most glad I broke it if
I could keep on layiu' there so close in his
arms and touch his fine clo'se with my
cheek, and breath the sweet stuff on his
And she kem over, too, and looked awful
6olemn and pityful at me, and ax me how I
kem to slip right offen the Mission steps,
and how thick were the ice there and why
weren't it shoveled off!
I couldn't answer her, 'cause I didn't
know nothin' about it; but I watched the
perty eyes a mcetin' his, and his eyes a
turnin' away with a qucerish look in 'em
that haint never lost on a kid like me. I
knowed from that moment he loved her;
but he were so simple, somehow, like a in
nercent child that ho never made her read
the riddle in his eyes gee, but they was
daisies, kids! Great big brown eyes that
jest molted alter pieces with nothin' but
the warmth that kem a wellin' up from his
How soft ho spoke ter me how gentle ho
touched my poor broken leg; and when I
writhed his chin, that looked like one that
I wunst saw onter a marble stature in a
dime museyum, shivered and shook like a
Oh, he were a darlin' ! And when I were
all well again and outen the hospital, I
uster watch f ui him on his own partickler
liome-comln' street and make him let mo
give him a shine fur a present and he'd
smile and pat my red head and jest let me
do whatever I wanted ter with his elegant
Han'somef Not any leastways he
weren't han'some in the same cr.rly way
her really truly beau were. His mustaches
didnt liave no fllllgree trimmin's at the
ends ner his hair go a wavin' from the
T"'flri!a of bis Lead in click scallops; ner
aOHN BULL Ion?
XS-ZTJ1)' sTlsl had a pain In his :
Wv'L-m. Such a terrible
SmwjW ihat it sent him
iei1idn'twearno shinin' pale-blue neck-tie,
id- sport yaller leather gloves with black
.tiVchin' all down the outside oh, no; yer
.rin bctcher sweet life he didn't ! He'd n-ever
oe obleeged ter have ter dipend sech
make-ups as them fur his fine looks not by
1 good deal! He were jest plain and honest
good lookin': and his heart were as perty
as his big brown eyes fur he showed
it every day of his life, while the other
feller hid his'n sech as it were under his
striped silk wescut.
Every Sunday at the Mission I see 'cm,
all through the cold spring and the late
ccmiu' summer; and the more I sees 'em
the more I watches their goin's on; and I
see she haint come to even guess he loves
her like blazes and is jost too innercent
and back'ard to up and tell her so; but,
jeeminy, if the other fellar haint got the
glitterin' brass on his cheeks! He jest
shinnies 'round and is all grins and
perlite bows and makes a pertendance at
teach in' us feilars at the Mission, and wo
kids know as much as he do and gives him
sech points on religious questions as stag
gers the moke. But he keeps on a readin'
Scriptcr ter us, though we kin see he could
kill every last one of us cheerful enough;
and all 'cause she bleeves in sech goin's on,
and he has a eye on the rich young woman
as kin afford to ride them kind o' hobbies.
And when the Fourth of July is perty
nearh- here, the rich young woman says a3
how she's goin' ter give us kids a picnic in
the Wintry woods. Ole Job Wintry's her
uncle and she's his sole airss, and she kin
do jest what she wants ter with both of
'em. And she tells the lady and gentle
men teachers of the Mission that she shall
expect 'em to help her "entertain the
lambs of her little flock;" and I see the
curly wolf a bowin' and a scrapin' and I
makes up my mind to stay close by the
fold and not git alone with him in the
"Wintry woods !
The fellar that runs the weather racket
were kind and ierlitc as chips that Fourth
of July. Such sunlight and big pink clouds
and shinin' waters and soft warm winds !
I kep1 close ter my teacher, and his lovin',
kind eyes kep" lookin' so giad down inter
my face, that, somehow, I felt ho was goin'
ter do some pleasant thing fur me; and
then and there I made up my mind if the
chance came I'd do somothin' fur him.
Tho whole caboodle of us were driv out
in 'busses sech a jolly percession of 'em!
But she and the curly fellar went flyin'
'long past us in a stylish buggy hitched
onter two spankiu' showy gray nags her
own turnout, yer mind, kids. Then a little
cloud kem up, somehow, at sight of 'em,
and I see it settle over my dear teacher's
watchin', wistful eyes; and I filed a vow
on top o' tother one that I'd just go right to
her and tell her my 'pinion o' them two
lovers o' hern. Seemed like she didn't have
nobodv to tell her nothin', or she'd a never
I wasted no time on that hifalutin' dandy.
O' course her ole aunt were alius a trapes
in' along with her a whiein' and goin' on
ridicklous: but she wore worse than jest
nobody at all; 'sides, I knowed she druther
have tho curly man, any day, fur his looks.
The wintry woods was cool and green
and chuck full o' dancin' lights and sliad
ders, and the air in it were sweeter than
the lovely stuff on my teacher's Sunday
hankychiff. I breathed so deep, kids, that
I 'most got tipsy on the smell o' the spicy
woods I wanted ter yell, and howl, and
roll over and over in all the loveliness.
And I tloc roll over; and 'cause the air
was so cool, and thtf shaddcrs so deep, and
the grass so soft I falls sound asleep. And
when I gets ter dreamin' I thinks I hears
her a talkin' soft and quiet like and a
arguin' this away and that; and, will you
b'leeve me, fellers, when I opened my eyes,
lo, if they weren't somebody talkin' right
on the opposite sidn o' the big tree I were a
layin' under and it were her vo;ce !
"It is true," I heered her a sayin', "it
is true that I have known you for quite a
while, Mr. Montressor, and that I have
every renson to Jhink you are an upright
and honorable gentleman, but the question
you have asked me is one that I can not
answer, I fear, without giving you pain"
"Ah, do not say that Miss Wintry!"
kids, it were the curly man a holdin' forth.
" Think how dark my life will become
without your sweet presence ! All will be
a blank to me, and my heart will be crushed
and broken! Oh, Miss Wintry, I have
longed for this hour I have lived in the
sweet consciousness that my suit was not
displeasing to you that my love would
surely win love in return, and that "
Feilars, I couldn't help it. I got so scairt,
f earin' she would up and lissen approovin'
fcr that perty speech o' his'n, that I jest
gave oiio awful yell like a Injun in a fit!
My yell had two twin echoes Mister
Montressor and Miss "Wintry jest screeched
like all possessed, and the curly dude
'fore he got the right lay o' land arcshul
ly struck out and run! I crawled round
through the green ferns and grass to
where she were a sittin', and axed her
pardon fur scarin' her, humble enough; but
she jest laughed hearty, and put her dazzlin'
white hand on my red top-knot, and says:
"I thank yon, Jim: you have done me a
great service !' and laughed again.
" Miss Wintry." says I, a kneelin' close
beside her dross of perty white stuff that
wa3 a layin' like foamin' billows all round
her, " Miss Wintry, don't lissen to that
man no more; he hain't wuth one sweet
glance o' yer perty eyes. Turn yer 'ten
tion to one who loves yer as the flowers
loves the dew one who is as innercent and
'I THAXK TOU, JIM
back'ard as the vi'letstheirselves, and who
wouldn't dare ter speak out his love like
that speeehifyin' dandy, 'cause its too great
and holy and"
"Boy," and I heerd a little tremble in
her soft voice, "of what are you speaking I
By whose authority "
"Don't know what that means, 'urn, but
I'm speakin' of my teacher, Mister John
"And can not he speak for himself?" she
says, unconscious like.
"It seems as if he can not, 'um; and "
"There that wili do. You are a good
boy and I like you, Jim, and I wish I wish
that what you imagine were really true I"
And, Kids, she looked away off through
the wintry woods with a soft mist in her
beeyootiful eyes, while her perty hand
smoothed my brow like the touch of a
lovin' little white cloud. I think she
furgot us both fur a minute or two, fur she
kep' a pattin' me and a talkin' soft to her
self: "As flowers lovo the dew backward
as a violet and why! Because no, that
will not serve for an excuse this is the
nineteenth century and the man is a cow
ard!" "Who's a coward. Miss Wintry!" says
I, a jumpin' onter my ieeL
"Your teacher, John Gray!a
"That's not true!" I says, stung at her
words, yet not exactly understandin' 'em.
"He's the bravest man that ever breathed,
and you will have to say so before the day
is ended you, Miss Wintry, who haint
half good enough fur him no, ner no
woman that lives !"
Kids, I left her there with her face bid In
her hands not cryin' but lookin' like a
hurt child. I wers awful sorry; but she
mads me too mad fur me to want ter stay a
minute more nigh her. John Gray had got
to be arenged! What could he be made ter
do that 'ud show her he were brave and
darin'? I went 7 by myself and thought
it all out; then went and found my dear
"Mister Gray," says I, whisperin', "you
done me lots o' good turns, and if you'll
jest f oiler my lead mebbe I kin do you a
couple er so."
" All right, Jim," says he, laughin', "I
never take a dare what's to be doneS"
" Oh, nothin' jest now. Only keep close
terIiss Wintry all day long fur one thing,
save and 'ceptin' the times I need yer help.
Promise me ye won't git riled at what I
does, no matter how reckless it 'pears ter
"Pleasant conditions to begin with, Jim;
it's a bargain I promise. My boy, there's
a fierce light in your blue eyes what sort
of storm does it betoken!"
" Like nuff you kin tell me when the thun
der and lightnin's over, sir?" And then I
leaves him a-laughin', and perceed3 on
the strict quiet, ye mind, fellors to climb
a tall tree near to where they was begin
nin' to spread out a galorious lunch. I
takes a stout piece o' rope up with mo (it
kem from 'round the crockery box) and
makes it fast to a long bent limb. Then I
slips the other end 'round my own body,
safe and fast, catches my jacket up over a
twig I broke off on perpose, and perceeds
to hang there in the air leastwise that's
what I 'pear to be doin' ter the folks below.
With one direful shriek I call fur help I
pertend ter see nothin' nor nobody but Mis
ter Montrissor, and I howl for him ter
come up and help me 'fore I perish. He
looks up with his mouth so full o' cheese
and crackers that I 'most spoil my actin'
and laugh out loud. But he didn't move
anywheres near the tree, you bet, and Miss
Wintry screams: "Oh, save the child!"
At these words off goes ono man's coat,
and John Gray is shinnin' up tho tree like
mad, and in a twinklin' I am jerked up
onter the limb.
'You little monkey!" says he, a
breathin' and a pantin'.
"You kin bet I wished I were,'' says I,
a whispenn' back; " for monkeys have got
a soft snan of it a wrappin' their tails
round limbs o' trees I had ter use fito,"
and I showed him the rope that kep' me
" By all that's marvelous"
" Don't ye git excited, sir; it's the fust
trick and you jest foller my lead all day
and we'll come out ahead that's all!"
We slid down the big tree and was met
by all the picnickers with cries of joy. I
kep' my face straight, and when 7ic kem
up and clasped his hand I saw the blood go
a flyin' to his honest face, and he turned
away, shy and silent.
It were a rip-snortin' gcod dinner, fei
lars, and no mistake. We, bein' the lions,
eat the lion's share leastways I did. But
I managed to git through it 'fore any o'
the others. You kin bet I didn't slight
nothin' from sanditches ter pie; but I got
through fust, as 1 were a tellin' yer, and
went sneakin' off towards where them
two grays was a munchin' their
nooday oats. They was tied to a
couple o' saplms', ana it weren't
long 'fore I were on the back o' the friski
est looking one of 'em and a goin' it slam
bang through the woods. I hed a good safe
grip on the short rein, I kin tell you, fei
lars; and I knowed what I were about.
The harness were all on, trim and trig, and
nothin' less'n partin' with his own hide
would a throwed mc! I haint rid the trick
mule at the circusses, I haint, fur nothin'' !
Yet I 'magine I must a looked perty scari
fied as I kem a yelpin' past the picnic party
at a fearful gait lookin' all the world like
tha waxMazepper I seen at that same mu
syum last summer only I were 'live and
klckin'! Kickin'l Well, I should remark
and a thrashin' out with my best leg liko
mad and succeedin' 'mazin' well in my ob
jeck which were ter frighten the nag clean
outen his senses ! Clean outen the woods
we rushed like the wind, and when I'd got
out o' sight behind a little hill I pulled him
cleak square round ter stabbord and went
gollopin' back agin. They was all lookin'
anxious toards whore I disappeared, and
John Gray were ready fur me (as I knowed
he would be), acorain' ter meet me on tother
gray nag. I yelled " help !" so you could a
beared me a plumb mile, and on kem John
Gray toards my poor scairt beast.
O' course he cotch us easy as wink but
it looked like a wild West show fur he
rodo like Wild Bill and I yelled like a
Comanche ! "When we was a quiotin' down
and trottin' passive up ter the place where
their dinner was a-waitin' for them poor
'bused hos3es. I says:
"Trick number two oh, we're a-doin'
"You little rascal what are you up to!"
"I'm up to my knees in catnip, if yer
please," says I, as I slid down from my
foamin' steed and sniffed at the sweet
smell o' crushed leaves.
Some performanco of congratulatin' U3
both. Some claspin' of John Gray's hand
by her perty white one. Some blushin' and
turnin' away of eyes but more light in
hern and a softness and sweetness that
were encouragin' to behold.
All us kids run like wild through the
Wintry woods. They was a perty little
stream called Silver creek, 'cause it were
so clear and ripply. Jest a stone's throw
from the place dinner were eaten the creek
got wider 'n' made a dandy place to row a
skiff in. Right on the banks of this stream
we all shot off firo-crackers fur hours,
pack after pack, kids; hiyi, but weren't it
fun on the half-shell! I 'most furgot my
avengin' business in tho high ole times I
were hevin', and 'twereu't till I put some
of the little spit-fires into a tin can that I
see my way clear ter make a p'int. I fills a
sardine box nearly full of fire-crackers,
pressed down the bent lid and slips it slyly
inter the gaping pocket of tho curly Mon
tressor, who sit3 close by Miss Wintry a
holdin' her bambersol over her head and a
hanging onter every syllabub she says,
waltin' his chances, like snuff, ter go over
the same porlavorin' I nipped in the green,
green bud earlier in tho day. It 'were the
neatest fit, kids, yer ever seen, and thanks
ter that same parashoot he were
holdin', he novor see me gettin' in
my work. I skinned up a convenient
tree and watched fur the fust act in the
new skit. Dreckly the fun begun the fuse
cotch on and sech a scairt man ye never
heern tell on! Give you my word he
danced round like a feller in a bumble-bee's
nest a yellin' fit ter kill ! Hurt him 2 How
could it? The crackers was all inside the
tin box and though it did ound perty lively
it couldn't hurt him. Well, he performed
like a rooster with his head off a tryin' to
git some one to help him and nobody a
knowin' what on earth were the matter.
Bimebye John Gray cotch on and marched J
nn tor 4m Bwvwmin' f Antroeanr nnd hptnin i
ter take his tony summer coat offen him,
laughin' so hard that the tears went rollin'
down his face. Miss Wintry, when she
found there weren't no danger laughed, too
though she tried ter be perlite and sym
pathizin'. But her laughin' were too much
fur the curley swell, and he got so outra
geous mad he dove into the heart o' the
woods and cut across country to the nearest
station and went homo 'thout so much as
by yer leave!
There were a little skift on the brink
called the "Undine," or some sech heath
enish sort of a name, and I rowed myself
out inter the stream. 'Twere 'most time
ter be a-goin' home, fur the sun had gone
clean down behind some shoomack bushes
on the top of the high hill near by, and the
frogs and the katydids began to croak
louder fur the night. There were only one
thing more ter be done in the avengin' line,
and I done it I began ter rock the tipsy
little craft as I stood up on the seat in the
very middle of the boat, aud when I got
her into full swing, jest gave one unearthly
cry and upset her before their eyes. Down
I went like a regular shot and there I
stayed till I knowed they must be gettin'
clean crazy about me. I hadn't paddled
'round our docks at homo fur nothin' no
mora 'a I'd ride the trick mulo every chance
I'd git, and I jest kep' under water till 1
could'nt stand it no longer, then bobbed up
sereenly kerslap agin John Gray's arm. I
knowed he'd be there and I jest nlayed
faint and laid as limp and still &s I could
over his strong right arm.
"Are you crazy, boy what hats you dont
this fori" I heerd close into my car.
"Fur effeck" I whispered without openin'
my eyes." I kin 3wim like a whale, boss,
but yu jest hold onter me and lug ma
ashore. When ycu git mo thar roll me fur
more eJTed:, and I'll come to."
He were veryobejint. And when I, slow
and solemn-like, opened my eye3, there
stood Mis3 Wintry a cryin' over U3 both.
I see she cried most over John Gray, wlc
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'LIKE A TELLOW IX A IiCMrLC-BCE'S KKST.
never were in no danger, and took te
wringin him out now this t jippin' sleeve,
now that, and a dcelarin', betweon breaths,
that he were the bravest man she ever
Well, feilars, the other ji'hticman there
hitched the bosses up ia a lurry, bundled
us wet folks inter the stylisn wchickle, and
the told John Gray to driv? as fast as he
could ter ole Job Wintry's and wait there
fur her. My teacher were rigged up in a
ole suit o' Job Wintry's and I were fixed up
in tog3 jest like this very same harness,
kids braid down the pants, brass buttons
Then I heerd how the 'busses kem and
took the other kids home. The ole uncle
sent his big kceridgn over fur Miss Win
try and her aunt, his sister. And then we
stayed all night and there I'm stayin' yit.
So's John Gray.
Yer never see any thinp work so slick as
them schemes o' mine! When Miss Wintry
kem softly inter the great hall where a
fire had been mado ter warm aud dry us,
she went straight over to where John
Gray sat and stood before him. He jumps
up when he sees her there, but she makes
him jist sit right down again, and fetches
a little stool from the corner herself and
sits down 'most like it was at his feet.
"Do you know," says she, in sech a
trcmblin' voice, "that a little fa'.ry a
brownie came to me in the woods to-day J
Ah, I thought not ! And he told mo 60 many
things told mc of a great soul, so brave,
a ad tender and true yet so modest, with
al, that he dared not give utterance to the
one wish of his heart! Who lovesakin
drc:l being, the brownie said, as flowers
love the dew; who is backward as a violet,
and for whom Miss "Wintry is not half
good enough no, nor any other woman that
"That is what the brownie said, sir!
And when I called the man a coward for
his silence, this fairy rebuked me and said
I should take it all back as I do, John
Gray, as I do now, with a thousand apol
ogies for the wrong I have done you in my
" Hooray, " I yells, " it's all comin' out
jest like a dime novel herowine and all !
Haint ye goin' ter answer her, Mister
" With all my heart, Tim, when you havo
given me a chance. But but 1 fear I da
"How hard you make it for meToJm?"
Well, there weren't much trouble after
that, I kin tell yer. And I been "tiger"
for Missus Gray ever since that day two
years ago, with money o' my own in bank
and a yearly liberal 'lowance o' crackers
'n' torpedoes to celebrate the anniversary
of that Fourth o' July, when my master,
John Gray, followed my lead !
A Class of Human IJclncpi Who Are of N
Use to tlio AVorld.
There is an old Scotch proverb which has
a lesson of wisdom contained within it.
"He that would eat tto kernel maun crack
the nut." How much trouble might have
been and would be saved if people did not
envy the nuts that other people crack, and
determine greedily to possess the kernels
by fair means or fotil. If it were not cx
nsperatingly provoking it would be ludic
rous (and I rather think it is any way) to
see the swaggor and bravado with which
some street loafer claims that he is " just
as good as any body," and that he is " de
sirous of better treatment " (means money
mostly) than he gets. A good many of this
class who want to eat other people's kernels
have lived lives as idle as that of the Al
pine shepherd who spent fifteen years in
learning to balance a pole on his chin, eras
the King who employed himself in hunting
through his kingdom for a white mouse
with green eye3.
It is a crying shame to see great able
bodied men going about idly and discon
contontedly envying tho kernels of the
nuts belonging to industrious people who
have cracked them. Socrates talked nono
too strongly when he said: "Envy is the
daughter of pride, the author of murder
and revenge, the beginner of secret sedi
tion, the perpetual tormenter of virtue.
Envj- is the filthy slime of the soul, a ver
min, a poison, a quicksilver, which consum
cth the flesh and drieth up the marrow of
And envy i3 the twin sister of covct
ousnes3. Spencer remarks: "It is one
property, which, they say, is required of
those who seek for the philosopher's
stone that they must not do it w th any
covetous desire to be rich; for otherwise
they shall never find it. But most truo
it is. that whosoever would have the jewel
of contentment (which turns 7-11 into gold)
must come with minds divested of all am
bitious and covetous thoughts, else are
they likely never to obtain it.' Christian
Stay in the San.TLIght.
Sleepless people, and there are many ii
America, should court the sun. The vcrj
worst soporific is laudanu.u, and the very
best sunshine. Therefore it is very plain
that poor sleepers should pass as many
hours as possible in the sunshine and ai
few as possible in the sh.rfe. Many women
are martyrs, and yet they do not know it.
They shut the sunshine out of their houses
and their hearts, they wear vails, they car
ry parasols, they do aU possible to keep off
the subtlest and yet most potent influence
which is intended to give them strength
and beauty and cheerfulness. l is not
time to change this, and so got colo. ta
roses in their pale cheeks, strength in tha.
weak backs and courage in their timid
souls? The women of America are pale
and delicate, they may be blooming and
strong, and tho sunshine will be a patent
influence in this transformation. Family
" Ether, dear, you arc looking pale and
ill this morning?" "Yes, mama; I went
in bathing yesterday and got my feet wet."
"Oh, careless girl, and spoiled your baU
ing suit, no doubL Sever let that happen
CrrrBoAKDEij (to farmer 'This mill,
seems pretty poor. Farmer 'The pastur"
here ain't what it ought to ke." Citj
Boarder "And yet I saw lots of milk,
weed i-i the fields this omiag.K
il lMlw.ii to7f;.
v fiiMis vry x ,:.rw.
Qttecr Customs Prevailing In the Remote
Districts of the Tyrol.
In one of the most wonderful scenes
of Der Gruene Heinrich"' Gottfried
Keller describes the way in which a
funeral used to be celebrated by wealthy
peasants in remote country districts.
The mournful hush of the first part of
the day. the touching simplicity of the
religious service, the sumptuous meal
and heavy drinking that follow the re
turn from church, and the wild dance
that concludes the day, are all depicted
with a force and vividness which has
rarely been equaled in modern pict
ures, and the impression is all the
greater because the horror which
breathes through the whole narrative
is never allowed to degenerate into
mere disgust. The dance is omitted in
Upper Austria, but the other practices
are perhaps even more ghastly.
In .these districts it may almost be
said that the funeral begins before the
death. As soon as any man or woman
is supposed to be in the last agony, not
only all neighbors and friends, but
perfect strangers, are informed of the
fact and expected to pay a ceremonial
visit. The guests simply enter the sick
room, take a long look at the dying
man, and go their ways. No prayer is
said, hardly a word is spoken, yet even
the chance wayfarer who declines to
enter the house of death on such occa
sions is considered strangely heartless.
After death the stream of visitors
ceases, but only for a short time. As
soon as the body has been prepared for
burial a long table is spread in the
room where it lies, and covered with
wine, spirits and cold viands of every
description, and here open house is
held day and night till the funeral
starts for the church yard. Whoever
comes, known or unknown, rich or
poor, is not only allowed, but urged, to
eat aud drink as much as he can. Be
side the coffin at least two huge wax
candles which have been fetched from
the church burn dimly, and near them
two old women sit or kneel. They are
paid for their services and supposed to
pass their time in prayer. From time
to time they are relieved by others,
and they then usually make a somewhat
lengthened pause at the table before
going home. After the return of the
funeral the chief mourner invites every
one who has attended it to a hot meal,
which is as sumptuous as he can afford,
and which usually ends in hard drink
ing. Customs of this kind are not preva
lent in Carinthia or upper Carniola;
funerals are there conducted with per
fect quiet and decenc'. Yet in some
observances one may find either the
germ or the relic of much that shocks
us in other districts. On the whole,
the arrangements seem to be adjusted
to the present religious beliefs and re
quirements of the community, and it is
easy to see how they might degenerate
into such excesses as have been men
tioned. A simple account of a funeral
in Carinthia will show this better
than any amount of abstract argu
ment. As soon as the body has been placed
in the coffin and the room put in order,
the latter is thrown open to all visit
ors. In a Roman Catholic country it is
natural that rich and poor should
alike wish to say a few prayers for the
soul of one who has been their friend,
their companion, or their benefactor.
Among the educated classes certain
hours are appointed for the purpose:
among the poorer it is usual to keep
the house open day and night. Dur
ing the greater part of the time the
mourners pray silently, but at certain
hours one of them repeats aloud the
prayers, in which the others join. On
leaving the room, each of the visitors
is offered a piece of bread and a glass
of wine or spirits, and tho poor are
apt to be offended if the offer is re
fused. Among'a hospitable population
this custom can not be considered
strange, but it must be confessed that,
though the refreshments are usually
consumed in perfect silence, it is open
to abuse. Beggars will come six or
seven times in the day for the sake of
the dram with which their devotions
are rewarded, and as it often happens
that no member of the family is pres
ent, and as no one would like at such
a season to be guilt' of an ungracious
act, it is very difficult to keep a proper
check on such persons. Saturday lie-view.
Big Noses in Japan.
The presence in the city of Lee
Mapano, a Japanese, whose nose fur
nishes him the means of earning a liveli
hood Mr. Mapano being a smeller of
tea recalls the fact that in Japan the
nose is the only feature which attracts
attention. The nose determines the
beauty or the ugliness of the face ac
cording as it is big or little. Thi3 is
probably due to the fact that difference
in noses constitutes about the only dis
tinction between one Japanese" face aud
another. The eyes are invariably black,
the cheek-bones high and the chin re
ceding. In Japan a lady who has a
huge pi'oboscis is always a raging
beauty and a reigning belle. There are
few large noses among the natives, and
lucky is he or she upon whom nature
lavishes one. In all Japanese "Ictures
representing supposedly beautiful wom
en the artist turns himself loose on the
nose. Kansas City Times.
Hearts That Are Always Young.
A pleasant, cheerful, generous, charitable-minded
woman is never old. Her
heart is as young at sixty or seventy as
it was at eighteen or twenty: and they
who are old at sixty or seventy are not
made old by time. They are made old
by the ravages of passion, and feelingv
of an unsocial and ungenerous nature,
which have cankered their minds,
wrinkled their spirits and withered
their souls. They are heartless, dull,
cold, indifferent; they want the well
spring of youthful affection, which is
always cheerful, always active, always
engaged in some labor of love that is
calculated to promote and distribute
enjoyment. There is an old age of the
heart that is possessed by many who
have no suspicion that there is any
thing old about them, and there is a
youth which never grows old, a lover
who is ever a boy, a Psyche who is ever
a girL N. T. Ledger.
A pair of clam shells two feet and
ten inches long were sold by a South
ington. Conn., curio collector for sixty
A French writer classes all women
by the size of their thumbs. Those with
large thumbs are said to be more likely
to possess native intelligence while the
small thumbs indicate feeling.
What irregularities there must
have been to cause this! In the room
of a railway depot in Iowa is the fol
lowing placard over the clock: "This
is a clock: it is running; it is Chicago
time; it is right; it is sot every day at
ten o'clock. Now keep your mouth
Nancy Hanks Lincoln, the mother
of Abraham Lincoln, is buried on the
outskirts of Lincoln City, Ind. A plain
slab of marble about four feet high, al
most covered with grass and dogweed,
marks her grave. On the stone is the
inscription: "Erected by a friend of
her martyred son, 1S79."
A Maltese cat and a large rattle
snake had a light in a yard at Albany,
Ga. Every time the snake would at
tempt to strike with its wicked looking
fangs, the cat would give it a vigorous
slap on the side of tho head and it
would be withdrawn. This lasted for
fully an hour, when at hist the cat
pounced upon the snake and killed it.
The health of New York compares
very unfavorably with that of London.
The animal mortality in the British
metropolis is about 20 in 1,000, while in
New York it is 2G in 1,000. The popu
lation of New York is also much more
crowded, there being an average of 16
persons to a dwelling, while in London
the average is only 7.
Servant maid "Have you heard
the news, ma'am? Last night thieves
broke into a hen-pen in Long street,
and cleared out all the poultry.' Mis
tress "Serves them right, the stupid
people! Why don't they take proper
precautions; but where did this hap
pen?'' Maid "At No: 12.' Mistress
"Why, that is our house?" Maid
"Certainly; I did not like telling you
at once for fear you might be startled!"
"I think," said the minister, who
was visiting the parishioner, "that it is
easier to coax children than to drive
them. Gentle words are more effect
ive than harsh ones.' "I think so,
too." said the lady, tenderly. Then
she raised her window and suddenly
shouted to her boy: "Johnnie, if you
don't come m out of that mud-puddle
I'll break your back!" Columbus Dis
patch. It is reported that a "devil fish" or
ocean vampire, weighing fully two
tons, was recently caught in a fishing
seine on the Mexican eoust near Tam
pico. When dead and spread out on
the beach it presented every appearance
of an enormous bat or vampire. It was
fifteen feet long and seventeen feet
wide from the edges of the pectoral
fins, and its mouth was five feet
An office boy, fourteen years old,
recently ran off with 2o belonging to
a London firm. In court he made this
statement: "Some time ago I went to
see Buffalo Bill's 'Wild West' and made
up my mind to go to America, and as
soon as I got the check cashed I
started off, but, not having enough
money to take me to America, I fol
lowed the show. I still intend to go to
America, and. even if I shall get ten
ears for this offence, I shall go after
ward." There is at Lone Pine. Inyo
County, Cal., a rock that might be easi
ly passed off for a petrified elephant. A
photograph of the rock shows as like
as possible to the photograph of an
elephant. The trunk, the eyes, the
head and body are all as well formed
in the photograph as if the camera had
been turned to a living animal. The
wrinkles aud folds in the skin of an
elephant and the color are all repeated
in the rock. The symmetry and pro
portions of the living animal are re
produced in this remarkable freak of
While a jiarty of gentlemen were
standing near a livery stable at Ath
ens the other day, talking, something
struck the wooden awning under
which they were standing and then
bounced off into the street. This ex
cited the curiosity of one of the par
ty, as it was too far from anyone's
house to throw anything on the awn
ing and there was nobodj- on the
street. On examination the missile
was found to be a beef bone that was
somewhat decomposed. The only
theory as to where this bone could
have come from is that a hawk or a
buzzard had got onto a piece of board
ing house beef, and finding it too
tough, had incontinently dropped it.
A VATCH SPRING NEST.
How a Wise Sttiu Bird TJulIt a Habita
tion for Her Family.
A Retukn'ed Tourist: "This last
trip, during my wanderings in Switzer
land, I happened to be detained for a
day in the little town of Soleure. As
the day happened to be a rainy one and
there were few attractions for me in
doors, I strolled into the little local
museum. "The collection of curiosi
ties was not extensive and I found little
to interest me. I was about to leave in
disgust and seek in the seclusion of my
room the comfort which a pipe grants,
when suddenly my eye caught some
thing, which turned out to be a verita
"It was a bird's nest, which at first
had nothing out of the ordinary in its
appearance, and had it not been for a
metallic glint on a portion of it I would,
no doubt, have passed it by. Upon
examining it I found that it was
made of what do you suppose? Watch
"Upon inquiry I found that numbers
of imperfect springs are thrown out of
the little watch factories which abound
in this district. Some bird seems
to have considered them excellent
material of which to construct her
nest and with infinite care worked
them together into as perfect a struct
ure of the kind as one could desire tc
see. The nest was picked up a short
time before my visit and was at once
placed in the museum. The idea struck
me that Switzerland is indeed a great
country for watch-making, when the
very birds know how to make use ol
watch springs." Jewelers' Weekly.
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