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t think of death fts somo dolUhtful Journey
That I shall take when all my tasks are done;
Though life has given mo a heuplnir measuro
Of all bent Rifts, and many a cup of pleasure,
KM better things await rae further on.
This little earth Is such a merry planet,
The distances beyond It so supremo,
I have no doubt that all the mlKhty spaces
Uetween us and the stars are tilled with faces
More beautiful than any artist's dream.
I like to think that 1 shall yet behold them,
When from this waiting-room my soul has
soared. , ,
Earth Is a wayside station, whero we wander,
Until from out the silent darkness yonder
Death swlniB his lantern, and cries, All
I thluk death's train sweeps through the solar
And passes suns and moons that dwarf our
And close beside us we shall find our dearest,
The spirit friends on earth we held the nearest,
And In the shining distance (Jod's great
Whatever disappointment may befall me
In plans or pleasures In this world of doubt,
I know that llfo at worst can but delay me,
But no mallcions fate has power to stay me
From that grand Journey on the Great Death
route. -Ella Wheeler Wilcox.
"We were coming east with the fast
express," said the engineer, "and my
fireman got sick. I pitied tne poor fel
low, and told him to get up on my side
and run the engine, and I would keep
up the Are. We did not want to fall
behind time, but the train was a heavy
one, and the engine, which was a big
ten-wheeler, appeared to be working
poorly, so that- no matter how we tried
to keep her hot, she went back on us,
and before we got to F we wero fifteen
minutes late. After leaving F I went
back to get things ready to take water
at the next plug, and found a grizzly
bearded fellow stealing a ride on the
blind baggage car. He looked at me as
if anticipating an order to get off at the
next stopping place, and Hooked at him,
perhaps savagely, and soon gave him
the expected order.
" 'All right, pard,' he said In a good
humored way, 'I am only trying to get
to F , and will leave you, b.ut would be
glad to do something to work my way.'
" 'What can you do?' I asked.
" 'Well, sir,' he answered, I can Are
that engine of yours, if you will give
me a chance.
"We needed an extra fireman real
badly just at that time, and I eald to
Mm: 'Get up, then, and let me see what
you can do.'
"The grizzly-bearded man came up,
and the way he mounted the tank and
balanced himself on the coal and swung
down Into the cab gave me some confi
dence In the fellow. He took up the
ecoop at once, opened the furnace door,
and examined the fire critically. Then
he began to break up coal and mix It
with smaller particles, after which he
threw in four or five shovelfuls, scat
tering it with a professional fling of the
scoop. Then he closed the door with a
bang, put the scoop In the proper place,
examined the eteam and water gauges,
und took a seat behind the sick fireman.
Bofore we had gone half a mile ho was
down again carefully feeding In coal.
Before the next mile had been reeled off
the engine was steaming nicely, and,
although I was pushing her hard on a
slight opposing grade, the steam was
keeping up around the 150 notch. Our
tramp fireman watched the steam and
smoke as It left the stack and kept his
eye on the furnace fire, and we saw at
once that we had picked up a profes
sional. My fireman oifered the stranger
hla dinner bucket, which had not been
touched, and, after feeling the bottom of
the part that contained the coffee, he
shook it a little and set it Just where
I would have put it for the same pur
pose, and then, while he waited for it to
gst warm, he carefully looked over his
fire and put In some more coal.
"The old fireman and I were getting
Interested, and I think the "conductor
raust have noticed that we had struck
a new gait, but he did not know the
cause. I looked at the sick fin man, an t
he looked at me, and then we both, gazed
respectfully at the stranger, who was
iiating as though he had endured a long
fast. I kept the throttle almost wide
open, with the engine well hooked up
t o the high-speed notch, and the way we
went up that hill and down the next was
a cautlon.to the freight crews we passed
dons the way. When wo reached the
distant signal at the X tower I found It
all right, and Just then the new fireman,
who was also on the alert,, cried out,
'White block,' and came down to put in
some more coal. The home signal hap
pened to be on his side of the curve, and
he knew hla duty, and had the proper
words In his mouth before I could see
what kind of a light we were to get.
"Well, we made the run for the re
mainder of the stretch of 120 miles dead
easy, and gained seven minutes besides,
and when we got to the tower near the
depot were right on the dot. It was
something unusual for our train to get
in on time, as it was a very heavy one,
and on that particular night we had an
extra car, and did not know that the
superintendent was on board until the
next morning, when he complimented
me on the splendid run I had made.
"In the meantime I had provided the
stranger with enough cash to pay for
his bed and breakfast, and asked him to
come around and Bee me before he
started for P.. Sure enough, he did
come around, and, as he had washed up
and got a clean shave, he looked like a
different man. I questioned him about
his previous career, and he talked like
a gentleman, and showed me recommen
dations as fireman and engineer which
had been written by the superintendents
of some big roads. He explained that
his last unfortunate move was voluntary,
to get away from some swell-headed
minor officials who had no use for a de
cent man unless he was lauding them
eternally to the skies.
" 'I could not flatter such people,' he
said; 'they deserved to be kicked; but
I gave one of them an uppercut under
the jaw, and took it for granted that it
was best for me to hunt a new Job. I
say I did this voluntarily, because I did
not have to hit the chump, but hit him
for the sake of some other men who
had been his victims so long. But bad
luck befell me. I got sick, lost my
money, and had to try to beat my way
to P , where I have friends.'
" 'Would you accept a job filring now
if I could get you one?" I asked.
" 'Yes,' he answered, 'I would be will
ing to do anything to get a little money.'
"I had learned that my fireman would
not be able to report for duty, and I
went to the superintendent's office and
asked him if he would permit me to roc
commend a fireman for that week.
" 'Certainly, sir,' was the answer. 'You
are entitled to such a privilege after the
good work you have been doing.'
"Well, I took Edmunds with me (that
was the tramp fireman's name), and he
performed wonderful work with the
scoop, and I hated to let hlra go, but
the superintendent heard of my windfall,
and bofore a week Edmunds was run
ning a freight engine, and now he is
hauling the limited express, and one of
the best runners on the road.
"I have picked up lots of tramps since
then, but never found one of them worth
the heat he obtained from the furnace
fire, but whenever I see Borne poor fel
low shivering on the bumpers I think
of Edmunds, who is now my best friend,
and try to help the pilgrim along." Chi
cago Inter Ocean.
The Quaker Oharm.
The Quaker rule has been called in
human because It proscribed innocent
amusements and repressed the desire of
the young for healthy expansion. All I
know 13 that, as I saw and felt the in
fluence of this rule, it affected the child
ish Imagination with an infinite awe, an
infinite respect, a perfect human calm.
The hushed decorum of the household,
the elders, grave, silent, but Just and
kind with an unassuming but unbroken
kindness, the absence of anger, ill-temper,
Jealousy, mockery, resentment and
yet I have seen bursts of feeling, too,
quivering with, oh, such sorrow and
pain! the spotless dress, the formal
speech, the very neatness of the house
furniture, preserved, quaint, spotless,
unharmed for generations all these
things separated the childish mind from
the world that is fabled to call so
strongly to the caged bird; separated it,
satisfied It, filled it with an awe-struck
Insuperable love of home. The world
might stir at times an obscure thrill of
curiosity, of envy, or of longing, but
that the temptation could endure long
If it called the adolescent away from
such a home was well-nigh impossible.
And not yet have I named the strongest
Influence that kept him there his
Quaker mother's eyes. Whatever etae
the claim of . the Quakeress to boauty.
and often she has no more than a healthy
color and a homely pleasantness of fea
ture, one loveliness she rarely lacks, a
broad, peaceful brow, and eyes of a still
serenity that has no name. And to her
child he does not speak reproof, warn
ing sympathy, and love, but locks them
with these eyes, which speak the sorrow,
the patience, and the peace of heaven
itself. To offend against them is Im
possible. Thomas Wharton, In Novem
The great display of Jewels by women
of fashion on both sides of the ocean
has been severely criticised, even by
those who could well afford to wear
them if they desired to. But if the
precedent of history furnishes any justi
fication of this fashion, the Jewel wear
ers of the present day are thoroughly
Justified. According to Pliny, Lollla
Paulina, the wife of Caligula, wore on
her head, arms, neck, hands and waist,
pearls and emeralds to the value of
$1,680,000. Faustina had a ring worth
$200,000. Domltla had one worth $300,
000. and Kaesonia had a bracelet worth
$100,000. Seneca bewails that one pearl
in each ear no longer suffices to adorn a
woman; they must have three, the
weight of which ought to be lnsupport-.
able to them. There were women of
ancient Rome whose sole occupation was
the healing of the ears of the belles who
had torn or otherwise injured the lobes
with the weight of their pendants. Pop
paea's ear-rings were worth $750,000,
and Caesar's wife, Calpurnia, had a pair
valued at twice that sum. Marie de
Medici had a dres3 made for the cere
mony of the baptism of her children
which was trimmed with 32,000 pearls
and 3,000 diamonds, and at the last mo
ment she found it was so heavy she could
not wear it, and had to get another.
But men led in the splendor of the
middle ages, and Philip the Good, of
Burgundy, often wore Jewels valued at
$200,000. When he was walking along
the -streets the people climbed over each
other to look at him. The Duke of
Buckingham wore a suit at the court of
St. James which cost $400,000. The dress
of tho nobles during the middle ages was
literally covered with gold and precious
stones San Francisco Chronicle.
Life's Little Days.
One secret of eweet and happy Chris
tian life is learning to live by the day.
It Is the long stretches that tire us. We
think of life as a whole, running on for
us. We cannot carry this load until we
are three ecore and ten. We cannot
fight this battle continually for half a
century. But really there are no long
stretches. Life does not come to us all
at one time; it comes only a day at a
time. Even to-morrow is never ours
until It becomes to-day, and we have
nothing whatever to do with it but to
pass it down a fair and good inheritance
in to-day's work well done, and to-day's
life well lived.
It is a blessed secret, this living by
the day. Any one can carry his bur
den, however heavy, till nightfall. Any
one can do his work, however hard, for
one day. Any one can live sweetly, pa
tiently, lovingly and purely till the sun
goeu down. And this is all that life
ever means to us just one little day.
"Do to-day's duty; fight to-day's temp
tations, and do not weaken and distract
yourself by looking forward to things
you canndt see and could not understand
If you saw them." God gives us nights
to shut down the curtain of darkness
on our little days. We cannot see be
yond. Short horizons make life easier,
and give us one of the blessed secrets
of brave, true, holy living. British
The Peanut Card for Consumption.
In dealing with consumption two
things are needful; to keep up the heat
and vitality, and also to kill out the
tuberculous germs. One means used to
keep up the heat is cod-liver oil which
we do not think very much of, as we
much prefer sweet cream, fresh butter
and the oil of various nuts. .
The Journal of. Hygiene states that
Doctor Brewer has a new idea concern
ing food for consumptives. His treat
ment consists of the Inhaling the fumes
of vinegar and the eating of peanuts. He
gives his patients as many peanut3 as
they can eat without Injuring their di
gestive organs. Two young ladles, who
had been the rounds of the doctors and
taken cod-llver oil and tonics till they
were nearly dead, were put on his treat
ment and recovered. Concerning these
cases Doctor Brewer says: "I now com
menced feeding peanuts. One would
think this a very Indigestive diet, but
they craved them, and it has always been
ray policy to. find out what my patients
desire to eat, and unless It is too unrea
sonable I humor them. Both young
ladles have become quite plump, and
after a year's inhalation have ceased
coughing, and I pronounced them well.
The peanut was long known as an ex
cellent fat-producer, and much more
agreeable than rancid shark-oil that
oftentimes is sold for cod-llver oil.
While not all can digest peanuts, a great
many, even with feeble digestion, eat
them without discomfort. It beats the
Koch lymph, and Is the most satisfactory
treatment I have ever tried for these
We are of the opinion that freshly
baked peanuts are worth trying they
are cheaper than cod-llver oil, and much
pleasanter to take. They are also rec
ommended as a remedy for sleeplessness.
Alphabet of Prudence.
A grain of prudence is worth a pound
Boasters are cousins to liars.
Denying a fault doubles it.
Envy shoots at others and wounds her
self. Foolish fear doubles danger.
God teaches us good things by our
He has hard work who has nothing
It costs more to revenge wrongs than
to suffer them.
Knavery is the worst trade.
Learning makes a man fit company
Modesty is a guard to virtue.
Not to hear conscience is the way to
One hour to-day is worth two to-morrow.
Proud looks make foul work in fair
Quiet conscience is quiet sleep.
Richest Is he that wants least.
Small faults indulged are little thieves
that let In greater foes.
The boughs that bear most hang
Upright walking is sure walking.
Virtue and happiness are mother and
Wise men make more opportunities
than they find.
You never lose toy doing a good act.
Zeal without knowledge is fire without
light. London Sun.
Matches Made of Paper.
It ia predicted that paper i3 the com
ing material for matches. The prospect
of the wooden match industry being ap
preciably affected by a new process for
manufacturing matches of paper is held
to be extremely probable, particularly
as the best wood for this purpose is con
stantly growing scarcer and more costly.
The new matches are considerably
cheaper than the wooden product, and
weigh much less, which counts for much
in exportation. The sticks of the
matches consist of paper rolled together
on the bias. The paper is rather strong
and porous, and, when immersed in a
solution of wax, stearlne, and similar
substances, sticks well together and
burns with a bright, smokeless and odor
less flame. Strips one-half Inch in width
are first drawn through the combustible
mass and then turned by machinery into
long, thin tubes, pieces of the ordinary
length of wood or wax matches being
cut off automatically by the machine.
When the sticks are cut to size they are
dipped into phosphorous, also by ma
chinery, and the dried head easily
ignites by friction on any surface.
New Bread-Making Process.
A French Inventor converts grain into
dough at one operation without milling.
The grain Is soaked, and entering one
end of the machine Is crushed and dis
integrated, the paste passing on to the
kneading machine at the other end of
the apparatus, where is is aerated and
kneaded into dough, which can be pre
served indefinitely without Injury. The
nutritive qualities of the grain, bran
included, are kept.
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