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TO REACH THE POLE. ECHEME OF MR. LEWIS TO USE GOV ERNMENT CRUISERS. ,.rg 'P ,tun bjP ,,OW,'rfU, En,u" nd Provided WHU i:au-Torpedo. aud 1)yDamlte Are Needed-Claim. Only One Difficulty Llt In the Way. X A Lewis of Baltimore has a plan for reaching the north pole. He spent several years on a whaling vessel and was shipwrecked in Cumberland inlet, lassing the entire winter on it3 shoro iy0u are doubtless aware,11 he said, that all the expeditions which have cone northward were fitted out in slow Ihii'H I'110 itku 6CCD1S t0 hav0 bvt n to .,, ),' point as far north as practicable in wnneold wooden tub, cast anchor and wait to be frozen to death Whatever is ,ou in the frigid zone in summer by way of sailing must bo done quickly. What is needed, therefore, is a large thip ruu by powerful engines, provid ed witli a ram tuid torpedoes, with which to plow its way through Davis strait, rst pithergcu, or due north from Wring strait into the open polar son One of our cruisers, for example, well stocked with facilities for fighting Against the ice pack, with 200 men on board, plenty of coal and a magazine of dynamite, would succeed iu the under taking, and Bailing to the north pole will never be accomplished by other means. . "About Juno 15 each year," Mr. Lewis continued, "Davis etrail begins to get clear of ice At that time also the whales come down from the north and enter Hudson bay. There is much float ing ice, of course, and probably several packs might be encountered ou the pas nage, but it is certain that in ordinary years there is a comparatively free path for ships from the opening of Davis strait to the north polo between July 15 and Aug. 30. As for bergs and any largo ice floes which might bo met with there need be no fear. "During the entire 24 hours it would, be light enough to read a newspaper on the deck of the cruiser, tho approach of largo masses of ice could be seen, the ship could be got out of their way, and the pack could be dealt with by very simple means. Torpedoes placed under it would blow it to atoms, and tho ship's ram would make shorj work of any ordinary areas which might be en countered. "The route through Davis strait, Baffin's bay and Smith sound, past Grinnell Land or through Jones sound to tho westward, is comparatively freo from ice by July 1 of cuch year. Pro fessor Ileilprin, leader of the Peary ro lief expedition, landed on tho shores of McCormio bay on July 24, and his ship proceeded two days northward before it struck anything like solid ice. From tho upper end of Baffin's bay, through Kennedy channel, into Lincoln sea, is about 000, miles. Tho way is narrow, and probably much floating ice would be found, but tho ram and torpedoes would to at hand to demolish it, and the warship could sail through into tho open sea beyond in ten days, when it would find probably an unimpeded path to tho north polo. "But whilo tho passage north from tho Atlantic ocean is possible, that from the Pacifio is much easier and more di rect. It is well known that tho Japan current flows steadily through Bering strait into the Arctio sea, and whalers will tell yon that they have chased 'bowheads' all over the waters above Point Barrow well up to 76 degrees north without seeing a cake of ice big enough for a shaker lemonade. The Japan current is warm, and it is joined on tho Siberian coast by the fresh wa ters of the great rivers which flow into the northern ocean. This creates a strong flow of the ocean currents across tho Arctio circle toward Greenland. It carries tho ico along, and tho movement beneath is aided above by the prevail ing winds. Consequently the way to the pole is much less impeded on the west ern than ou the eastern side. "You know, perhaps, that any num ber of whalers have been lost by drift ing into the current above Point Bar row in September and uever getting out. Suppose they should go up there about July 1 instead. They would have time to sail to the pole and back again before getting nipped by the return cold weather iu the fall. "Give mo a good coal supply on Wrangcll island and the government cruiser, and I will agree to start out on Juno 25 from that point and astonish the natives by discovering the pole. I wish to say, however, that tho polar sea may not always he open. That re gion, like tho lower latitudes, has iti eold and warm summers. About two years out of Ave the way would prob ably bo tarred ly i'vpa enable ico in what the ciplorers call the paleocrystic eea. But from tho lookout on the cruiser it would be possible to size up the extent of icefields about, and a lit tie rcconnoissance iu front would soon determine the possibility of breaking through. Should it bo found that the way was blocked I would simply back out and wait a year for a more open sea And let me tell you," said the old sea farerwith great earnestness, "if tbi plan should bo pursued year after year, at small expense and with no risk to the ship or lives of its crow, a curious world would not have to wait more than five years to know all about th? clrcumpolar regions. "To my mind only one difficulty lies in the way of sailing to tho pole. If the theory regarding an open polar sea accepted, the cruiser would enter it in latitude 84 to 80, but when once the fihlp had sailed acro these uutraversed waters and reached the pole it would be necessary to turn around and immedi ately return. Tn mmnln urnnM monn fcrt have thA ie ice and the teasel left for six months n a closod sea. Besides, it Is not known what fate would befall the compass as "on as the ship should pass nnder the Volar star. The mariner miht he left without his reckon in c? and nnt which direction to take. There would be no stars to point out his track, no icebergs, perhaps, to tell whence he had come, and he might be left upou a trackless wasto without a chart or com passa hopeless fate for tho sailor. But that such a echemois practicable is sppareut to every old whaler. Men whose observations have been at all ex tended in the northern ocean will not much doubt the possibility of doing what I have described. You see, the con ditions would be entirely changed were tho cruiser Detroit, for instance, sent into the arctio circle in place of the old wbaleboats which have gone there hith erto." Pittsburg Commercial Gazette. DESIGNER OF OUR FLAG. Captain S. C. Itrld't Grave Said to Ilave Keen Definitely Located. The location of the grave of Samuel Chester Keid, who designed the present United States flag, has been definitely determined by Joseph M. E. Burnett of the Samuel Chester Reid Monument as sociation. Captain Keid died iu the Na val hospital in Brooklyn iu 1601 and was buried in Cypress Hills cemetery iu a lot that had been purchased by his two brothers. A man named Marchant, who has been employed at the cemetery for 47 years, now certifies that he sold the lot at Cypress avenue and Zephyr path to the Keid brothers, and that by hia advice they buried Captain lteid in tho middle one of the five graves in the rear of the lot. Tho grave is without any mark, but tho association is going to erect a fitting monument over it. Captain Keid was born iu 1783. "When there was a dispute as to the form of the United States flag iu 1818, Captain Roid suggested that a star be added in the field of the flag for each state admitted to the Union, and that the number of stripes be not increased. Rankin post, G. A. R., has for years placed flowers on a grave at some dis tance from that of Captain Reid in the belief that it was honoring Captain Reid's grave. New York Sun. HIS MOTHER'S RING. Bent to Mr. Roeaale by a Thief Who Kept It Thirty Year. T. E. Roessle, proprietor of the Ar lington hotel, in Washington, received from Paris the other day a package ad dressed in a hand which he could not idontify. Opening the package, he found a val uable diamond ring in a curious old fashioned setting. There was no letter nothing to indicate the name of the sender. At first Mr. Rocsslo fancied that the ring was a gift from a friend, but it had a strangely familiar appearanco, and finally ho remembered it and tho cir cumstances attending its loss. It is the engagement ring given by his father to his mother and was stolen from her 30 years ago. There has never been a trace of tho thief, and nouo of the family had ever seen the ring from tho time it was stolen until it camo so mysteriously to Mr. Roessle from Paris. New York World. Saved Her rurae by Throwing- It Away. Miss Sadie Hanley of Chicago threw away her purse a few evenings ago whilo a highwayman was clutching her throat and later in tho night returned to the sceuo of tho attempted robbery and recovered her money. Miss Hanley was returning to her homo after making some purchases when tho was confront ed by a tall, 6lim young man, who seized her by tho throat and told her he would kill her if she screamed. The plucky young woman disregarded his command and screamed as loud as his tight hold would permit. Tho highway man continued his struggle, and Miss Hanley threw her purse into the grass on a front lawn. By this time residents wero attracted by tho sounds of the 6cufllo, and tho footpad released his hold on the young woman and ran away. Later tho young woman was able to search for her purse, with the result that it was found. Chicago Inter Ocean. An Unfortunate. Illustration. Au incident iu the trial of a lawsuit in Judge Henry's court in Kansas City recently made the jury burst out laugh ing. Ella Downend was suing Kansas City for $5,000 because of injuries 6he received by tripping over a 6tep iu the sidewalk. Attorney George Jones, rep resenting tho city, said all through the trial that tho step was no more than the step to the. witness chair in front of the jury and a person would be no more liablo to stumble over it. "And you know, gentlemen, that no person would be likely to trip over that 6tep there," said Mr. Jones, pointing to the step be fore him. A moment later Mr. Jones started to go to tho witness chair and stumbled over that very step and fell sprawling. Kansas City Journal. Na Legacy to Cigarette Fiend. The hoirs of tho late George G. Sea ton of Rockford, Ills., must not become cigarette smokers if they wish to re ceive their legacies under his will. To four nieces and six nephews he bequeathed sums ranging from $100 to f 200 each, with the following proviso: "It is hereby to be expressly understood that if any of the legatees above uaraed shall use to excess either cigarettes or alcoholic liquors that portion which was to go to them 6hall go to some char itable institution that my executor shall determine." Philadelphia Press. Sat of Jane Hading' Jewel. The society feature of Paris this week was the sale of Jane Hadiog's jewels on Thursday. Her lapdog's collar, stud ded with diamonds, fetched 1.000; a dog collar, with superb pearl and dia mond pendants, was sold for $7,000. and a pearl necklace was auctioned off for $9,000. The paintings and farniture Cf the popular French actress will be sold next week. The principal actresses anc. dsmimondalnes were preient NxYprk Tribune, ' Calurnf ( j SOD'S SWEET SONG. UT JOS. It BUCHANAN. Burroughs Pass was a town of some 40 house b. It was beautifully situated on tho sloping sides of two mountains, between which wound the littlo stream known as White run. Ou .the south side cf tho little stream ran tho railway line which wound up through tho can yon and crossed the range at Burroughs pass, about eight miles from the station which bore its name. Ou tho slopo of North mountain, back of the houses which constituted the "north side" of the town, were a number of mines and prospect holes in varying stages of de velopment, but the camp of Burroughs Pass had not yet acquired fame as a pro ducer of precious metals. Henry Willitts was the railway com pany's agent at tho station of Burroughs Pass. Ho had been in the employ of the company since the construction of tho road to that point, and wheu the Pass was the terminal thero was a great deal of work for the agent to perform, but as construction progressed and in course of time a terminal station was established ou tho other side of the range there was less to do at tho station, and the agent had considerable time to spare. Like most of those who livo in mining towns, Henry Willetts was subject to attacks of prospectors fever. During one of these attacks he had staked a claim, which he named tho Mary Ellen, on the side of North mountain, and, work ing in his spare hours, bad sunk a shaft that at the time of the events which are to be related had reached a depth of about 40 feet and was equipped with windlass and buckets. Up to this time he had not struck anything richer than peacock iron, but there is no limit to the supply of hop that the real pros pector always has stored up in bis bosom. The Willitts family consisted of Hen ry, Mary, his wife and Benjamin, their 5-year-old son.. Little Ben was the pride of Burroughs Pass. He had the honor of being the first' child born iu the little town, and everybody thereabout knew and loved him. And well they might, for he was good as he was beautiful, bright as he was kind. The miners had christened him Gentleman Ben because of his politeness. Bcu was often at the railway station with his father, and the trainmen would froqucntly take him lor rides on tho locomotive." While Ben frequently joined iu games with some of the children who lived near, his favorite playmate was Sod-. Who was Bod? Well, you should have seen him, known him. You would have obtained a better idea from that ac quaintance than from any other of your life of what constitutes genuine pa tience, kindness and must it be said? laziness. Sod was a mule, a long eared donkey. The people of Colorado call this species 'mountain canaries," but the right designation is burro. Sod wasn't much larger than a full grown Newfoundland dog, but ho could perform wonderful feats of strength and agility if allowed to take his time and go his owu way. These little beasts carry burdens often almost equal iu weight to themselves, and they climb mountains and scalo dangerous places that try the strength and courage of experienced men. While burros aro not indifferent to comforts they do not mind tho weather, and many of them do not havo Ehelter other than largo rock?, trees and tho eaves of buildings alTord even iu the severest winter. Sod, of course, was an exception. He had a comfortable littlo stable to sleep in and to shelter him in stormy weather. He also had hay, corn and oats to cat. You know it is said that burros livo upon shavings, sage brush and tin cans and that tho covering from a canvascd ham is a positive lux ury. As to the latter, tho writer can tes tify. He once saw a burro chewing on the remains of a ham sack in most evi dent enjoyment of the delicate repast. Sod by tho way, you haven't been told why he was named Sod. Well, you must know that railway companies, at least in the west, require their agents to make reports of any shortage or sur plus of freight as checked from the ship ping agents' bills or of any damage to goods received. These reports are called "short, over and damage" reports. Rail way office men speak of them as,4S., O. SOD TA8TIKO A DELICACY. and D. " reports. When checking out a car of freight one day, Mr. Willitts found tho burro lying in a dark corner, and as he couldn't discover any men tion of him in the freight bill he made an "S., O. and D." report on his find. The burro had evidently wandered on to the freight platform at some other station and into the car when no one was looking. He didn't know how or probably didn't care to protest when the car was closed, and so he took ft free ride to Burrocghs Pass. To diverge, they tell a story of a check clerk out in Colorado which in cludes an experienoe like that of Sod's. A young man fresh from an eastern col itis had been made chock clerk in the freight ofiioe at a busy station on a xaouUln road. One day he was check 0ml m fiir ing out a car the contents of which were ! presumably consigned to his station. I Tim urav 1,11 xulln tnr "nno Ktirvr. ' ! and the clerk looked all over the car for what he could not find one bureau whilo bo inveighed against "those wes terners who can't spell correctly." He found instead one of those queer little fellows just like Sod. With commend able promptness he made out and for warded to the general freight agent an "S., O. and D." report, which read: "One bureau short, ono jackass over." No one claimed the burro that Mr. Willitts found in the car, and he was left to run at will around the railroad yards. Ben nmdo friends with the homeless and friendless fellow, and soon they be came so attached to each other that Mr. Willitts put np tho littlo stable on the lot adjoining his home, aud, so to speak, gave the keys to the waif, whom he christened Sod because of tho manner iu which he came to Burroughs Pass. Sod had no bad habits, unless you count chronic laziness a bad habit, and as that was in accordance with his na ture it would have been pretty difficult to mako a caso against him. Like Old Dog Tray, "he was gentle, he was kind," and was never known to show temper. One summer day a little after the ooou hour Mr. Willitts came hurrying down from his mine, which was about half umile up the hill from the Willitts cottage. The hut he carried in his hands was filled with pieces of dark gray rock. Hurrying through the cottage yard, he called : "Mary! Mary! Come hero!" Mrs. Willitts at once appeared in the door and anxiously inquired : "Why, Henry, what's tho matter?" "I think I've struck it at last, my girl. If this doesn't run GO to the ton, I miss my guess. I'm going to take the 1 :30 down to Black Hawk to have the stuff assayed. I'll be back ou the 0:40, Providence permitting. Where's Ben?" "Here I am, daddy J" cried little Ben as he came running around the corner of the cottage. , '.'Give your dad a kiss, my boy. I'm off for the city to find out whether you're to have that cart and harness for Sod. If what I've got in this old hat turns out as I think it will, you'll get a cart with silver bubs and harness with gold buckles. Take caro of yourself. Dad will be back for supper. Goodby, Mary." He rushed off down the slope toward the station just as Sod came loafing around the comer of the house and, strolling up to Ben, who was watching his excited father's flight, took the boy's straw hat in hia teeth and began to chew away at it. Ben rescued his hat, a thing he had often to do, for Sod had a fondness for yellow straw hats, and the two, the boy and the burro, re turned leisurely to their pile of sand in the back yard, whilo Mrs. Willitts went indoors to resume her household duties. "Benny, Benny!" " ' It was close on to 4 o'clock, and Mrs. Willitts, who had beeu busy iu the house since her husband went to the train, was now out in the yard calling ber boy. She had not seen him for more thau two hours, and now she was some what anxious at not receiving the usual prompt and cheery reply to her calls. She searched for him ull over the prem ises and then, not mectiug with the de sired result, called upou her neighbors. None could givo her information, but Mrs. Wilson suggested tho railway sta tion. To this point the now thoroughly excited mother hurried, only to be told by the clerk in charge during her hus band's absence that Ben had not been there that day. Now almost frantic, her mother heart swelling almost to burst ing, Mrs. Willitts hurried from place to place, weeping and wringing her hands. Her excitement became contagious, and every one who could leave his af fairs for a time turned out to hunt for the boy they all loved. Men hurried each way for two or three miles ou the railway track, dreading what they might find, as a heavy freight train had passed south at 3 o'clock. But not a sign could be found. The search was kept up with out rest and with a continually recruit ed force, and it seemed that every pos sible place had beeu visited. "Henry! Ob, my Henry! This will break his heart!" cried Mary Willitts, who, worn out with exertion and sor rowing, 6at on the floor of her now des olate little parlor, rocking to and fro in her auguish. The 6:40 had just whistled for Bur roughs Pass, und the triumphant voice of man's powerful handmaiden sounded as the shrieking of a thousand enraged fiends in the ears of the poor womau who knew that her boy's father was on that train, all unconscious of the blow that was soou to descend upon him. She had not long to' wait. As Henry stepped from tho train ho was met by kind friends, who told the dread news, but with expressions of . hope that the boy would soon bo found. Hurrying with all possible speed, he ascended the slope, and soon had his sorrowing wife iu his arms. "Have you searched everywhere?" he asked as soou as his first burst of grief had spent itself. Henry Willitts was a brave man, as well as tender, and, what was more, ho was thoroughly practical. "Yes," said one of his neighbors, "we haven't missed a place where he tould possibly go." "Havo you beeu up the mountain?" "Yes, part of the way." "Why didn't you go all the way?'' "The boy couldn't climb the knob this side the Mary Ellen. What's tho uso of looking beyond the knob?" "Come with me, all who will 1" cried Henry Willitts. "Yon have never seen that boy go up a hill holding on to Sod's tail or yon would go to the top of North mountain to look for him if necessary." And under tho leadership of that fa ther, whose wits were quickened and limbs strengthened by love, twoscore of searchers rushed up the sometimes slop ing, sometimes steep sides of old North mountain. " ' Young Harry Martin, the station tele- urious forms of any fine- fioods lined with fur. " Th,t prices of these naturally vary to the greatest extreme. A suit made of sheeting thickly padded with cottou and tufted can bo aocured for $1, while the silk coat liaed with tiger cub fur or other handsome skin will often cost as high as f 75. The more expen sive articles are worn by the wives of the great official, who are not 1 per cent of the entire population. Next in the wale is silk apparel. This is what inaketh glad the Celestial heart. The poorest boatwoman saves up her money cent by cent until she has accumulated the amount necessary to buy a coveted silk robe. She will even wear a silk coat with ragged cotton trousers, but a silk coat she must have as au evidence cf respectability. The variety of silks, is something perfectly wonderful. You can get pretty silk from the province of Fukien in delicato col ors, which makes exquisite underwear as well as fetching summer dresses, for 14 cents per yard. From this tho prices rango upward. For 25 and 30 cents you can get handsome, finely finished silks that will last five or six years. Then there aro bamboo silks from the north, which are so called because each thread is as strong, firm and durable as the fibers of that wonderful wood. There are Shanghai silks with a grain similar to our own grosgrain, but with a gloss like the finest satin. Tbero aro bright silks and dull silks, heavy and light, smooth finished and rough finished and in more colors than wero ever dreamed of in tho looms of Lyons.. The moment you buy a robo the fact is noted, not alone in tho sales book, but also iu what might be called au or der book, and the very next day a dupli cate of your purchase is under way. It is finished as rapidly as possible so that the assortment in the store may be kept up at its proper limit. This is a good rule for the styles which sell rapidly. As to other styles, they remain upon the shelves only heaven knows bow long. Such institutions as the bargain counter and sales of shop worn and shelf worn goods are unknown iu the eccentric east. On the other hand, they have a custom unspeakably dear to the Mongolian mind. Toward the close of tho year nearly every tradesman wants a large amount of ready cash. Some times , it is to pay off the debts of the business and start the new year free and clear, sometimes it is for the charities and festivals for which the land is fa mous. They then mark down their older goods a reasonable amount, and when this does not bring in enough money they keep it up tho first two or three weeks of the new year. In this way there are bargains and, of course, bargain hunters and bargain buyers. The business is almost entirely a cash business. Credits are given, but so rare ly as to occasion remark. The dealer is satisfied with a small profit, and nei ther tries to mako u fortuno in a single year nor to pose as a philanthropist like some of tho goodly people of Philadel phia. Maroiierita Arlina IIamm. COUNTESS LICHTERVELDE. rirasine I'ernonallty of the New Belgian Minister' Wife. Count G. de Lichtervelde, tho new minister from Belgium, is ono of the tallest and finest looking men in tho diplomatic corps at Washington. When he was presented to Presidtut Cleveland for the first timo last February, ho pleasantly referred to his stay in this country some 25 years ago in the begin ning of his diplomatic career. He did not bring his family with him last year. Wheu he came back iu Novem ber, he was accompanied by his wife and the youngest of their five sons, a handsome boy of 7 years, who is at school iu Washington. The other boys are pursuing their studies at home, the eldest, about 21, intending to follow in his father's footsteps. Count and Countess de Lichtervelde are members of two of the oldest and most distinguished families in Belgium. COUNTESS DK LICITTERVELDE. The countess' ancestors were the Counts do Spangeu, and her grandfather was a general in tho Austrian army. Her mother was a beautiful Spanish lady cf noble lineage. Her husband has tilled many important diplomatic positions, has represented his king at the Swedish, Italian and other courts, and every where the countess' pleasing personal ity has won for her many friends. She is slight and graceful, of medium height and has a bright, sparkling face. Her dark, curly hair is sprinkled with white, and her gray eyes daneo w ith merriment when she is amused. Mie talks entertainingly in several lan guages, speaking English quito fluently, is fond of outdoor life and greatly en joys wheeling about the broad smooth streets of Washington. Not long before leaving home sbo took up photography and is already quito an export. She goes out nearly everyday with her cam era and has a fine collection of views. ' Juliette M. Babbitt. Miss Jane Addams of the Hull House settlement in Chicago has been appoint ed fostmastcrof substation No, 10 in that city; salary, $2,400. Now Miss Addams will be able to make practical application of still more of her philan thropic plans. CHILDREN OF MEXICO. They Start the IJIg Morning of the Little Uvea by Kinging Kuugs of Praia. Mexicau balic ham to tell their beads long before they know the names Of the many brilliant flowers that tangle MEXICAN' BOT OF WELL TO 1)0 PARENTS. about their brown feet. But whether the spiritual or the physical father of the household starts the morning hymn all the household catch it up, and the wife, the grown children, the half growu children, the toddling babies, and last but not even in Mexico least the servants catch tho sweetly worded but simply melodied song, and out be yond the cabina, the adobe hut or the richly carved palace the "hewers of Mex icau wood, the drawers of Mexican wa ter, the tenders of Mexican grains and of Mexican flowers, join in the morning chorus. But sweetest of all those sweet Mexican notes ring the treble notes of the baby Mexican voice. The children of Mexico are born, live and develop under grave disadvantages, but nature, even in Mexico, is the just est of stepmothers, and nature compen sates the children of Mexico for some at least of the disadvantages with which she scourges them. I do not know how a child can better start the big mornings of his littlo life than by singing with his father, his mother and all the other people of his homestead a song of sim ple welcome to that morning. And this is what the Mexican babies often sing when the Mexican sunshine first riddles the Mexican window pane? an awk-" ward English translation of the first lino of one of tho first songs that a Mex ican baby learns: Binpfrs at dawn From the heavens above People all regions. Gladly we, too, Eing. vk Mamma's Apple Talk. When I asked my threo little folks which fruit they would choose could they have but one, Tommy shouted "Oranges!" and Will and Dot both said "Peaches!" Then they asked me. I said, "Oh, I will take the same as the queen of England, if you please!" Then Dot .asked if I really and truly knew what fruit the queen of England liked best, and when I said, "Y'es, she likes apples test," all three cried out together: "Why, mamma! Apples!" "Yes," I said, "she likes apples best." "But, mamma! Apples are so com mon." Then I "stood up" for the apple. I praised it for being common, for being so plentiful that every child could have all the apples it wanted. And then I praised it for beauty. Oranges are al ways yellow, but you can almost make a rainbow with rows of apples all the shades of red, all the shades of yellow, all tho shades of green and there w bluish apples and purplish apples and brown ones, and so many sweet kinds and 60 many sour kinds, sauce apples, and pie apples, and dumpling apples, and roasting apples, and apples for lit tle pockets. Oh, how I did praise apples 1 Then I praised the tree the tree that bears the beautiful rosy apple blossoms, the birds' tree, the robins' tree more birds' nests iu the cozy apple tree than in any other tree. And I praised orchards more and more how everybody loved to walk in them, and children loved to play in them, and how painters loved to painc pictures of them, and I said it was from our beautiful American orchards the queen's apples were taken. "And where did we Americans first get ap ples?" Dot asked. . "Did the pilgrims bring them over?" "No," I laughed, "but the Puritaus did." Little Folks, Tha Boy on the Fence. ! "As I was once riding to mill with my father," said Captain John Lamar, "I saw, ns we drove along, a boy sitting on tho topmost rail of an old fashioned stake aud rider worm fence, reading so intently that he did not notice our ap proach. My father turned to me and said: 'Johu, look at that boy yonder, and, mark my words, he will make a smart man out of himself. I may not see It, but you'll sco if my words don't come true. That boy was Abraham Lin coln." Little Drown Iog at the Door. Early nnd IhIu you watob and wait, Little brown dop at the door, For a quick foot bull and a boyish call, For your master to come once more, Eovor to follow through field and hollow, Wherever hia feet may roam, Content to rtray, if he leads the way. Wherever he ia home. Bat yon never hear the whistle clear Nor the sound of the boyiah call Nor the era tn per of feet, all bare and flee Down through the ahadowy hall, r Though long you wait at door and gate For your playfellow of old, With hia eyea ao blue and hia heart to trua f Ana nis nair tic in aun&mne a goto. Tia a year and a day ainee ha want away To a country beyond our ken. And thoee who go that way, wa know, t ' Never come back again. 1 Etlll early and lata yea watch and wait, I LiUla brown dog at tha door, Cat tha voice to still, and, watch as yowl will, ' Tour soactsr tomes bo mora. , Dorothy Dean. ,s'l ' XZr J Mm. 1V-if ItillJV .V M