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THE NEIGHBORHOOD BOY.
The neighborhood boy Is a neighborhood
With a heart that Is earnest and true:
lAnd whene'er-he's away, to be absent a
It puts the whole block In a stew.
Tor without him the world In a shadow Is
And loses Its beauty and light:
But whene'er he appears, then It suddenly
As he sets all our troubles aright.
Not a smile or a frown comes to our part of
Hut what he can give us the facts:
Ko Is able to bring just the one needed thing
Which elsewhere our happiness lacks.
Folks may move In and out, yet he knows
, All the people who dwell In our street,
And ho brings us such news as we love to
While he gives every Item complete.
He runs errands galore to the office and
" Minds tha baby" and favors like that.
And there's ne, we agree, quite so able
To find a lost dog or a cat.
lie's a "mother's boy," yes, and that helps
him to blpss
Whoever he happens to meet,
And his heart Is of gold and as manly and
As any he halls In the street.
If there's anyone sick, he's the first one to
And to take them a simple bouquet,
And though rich folks or poor doesn't
matter he's sure
To scatter kind deeds In their way.
.The neighborhood boy is a neighborhood
With a heart that Is earnest and true;
And whene'er he's away, to be absent a
I It puts the whole block In a stew.
! Nixon Waterman, in U A. W. Bulletin.
!a storm on the coast.
It was during one of those hot spells
In the month of June, when between
the mosquitoes and the heat life seemed
unbearable, that Dalton suggested n
basty retreat to the pine woods and gulf
breezes on the Mississippi sound.
' "By all means," I said. "There is
nothing doing in the way of business
bere; we aro tied down by reason of
other people's absence to our office
desks, so we might just as well take up
our quarters until fall by the blue wa
ters of the gulf and run in daily to see
Then 1 bethought me of nn elderly
nunt of mine, Aunt d'Arville, whom I
had not seen for quite a number of
years, partly from disinclination, for
I preserved a vivid recolleotion of her
unpleasant manners, and partly be
cause I had been absent-abroad repre
senting our house, first In Havre.and
then In Bremen.
"We will go to Seavlew cottage," I
said to Fred. "I have an elderly relative
who will take us in, I have no doubt,
and as we will be out of the house most
of the time fishing or sailing, the old
lady's moods and temper will not be in
tolerable." Aunt Martha was a caution, I remem
bered, In those days of my youth, w hen
we were familiarly acquainted with
I suppose the poor soul's temper had
been soured by her husband's failure
and his too philosophical acceptance of
His death later on did not mend mat
ters; for like all people of her exacting
temperument, and hard, determined,
narrow-minded nature, she was te
nacious in her affection, if wearisome in
n degree in the repressed, chcment,
puritanical way she had of showing it,
and her grief, while sincere and re
spectable, was an added infliction to her
It was a dreary atmosphere in which
to bring, up her only child, that pale
faced little cousin of mine, Adelc.
I wondered vaguely what sort of n
young woman she had grown into.
She was a plain child. Her only re
deeming feature I could recall was her
eyes. She had inherited them from her
father. They were large and brown,
soft and brilliant, and were veiled with
thick, dark loses, which threw n
shadow on her pale little face, making
her look, I thought, still more frail and
What had Induced Aunt Martha to
marry our consul, Paul Beremmaux
V Arvllle, no one had been able to dis
cover unless it was his brilliant wit,
intense divergence from herself and
Certainly no two people were ever
more dissimilar in taste and modes of
thought, and I fancy d'Arville, whom
I always looked on as a most fascinat
ing man from his fine manners, versa
tile conversation and general attract
iveness, soon wearied of his wife's too
-austere, methodical temper and habits.
No doubt he failed to discover under
her cold, precise manner the fine feeling
nnd nature which lay hid and did not
reveal itself. So, like many another
marriage, they grow apart, and when
financial troubles befell she became
3iarsh nud bitter, albeit she bore her
"burdens bravely, and d'Arville drifted
into club habits and kept out of the
Scavicw is a beautiful place.
A low, wide-spreading cottage, whose
-windows and piazzas are covered with
Numbering rose vines and whose green
lawn is shaded by gigantic oaks, it In
vites lo leposc.
As a boy I would loll on one of 1be
various benches under their shade,
reading some novel or detective story,
while the soft swish of the water on the
narrow beach just beyond the garden
gate played a minor key to the thrill
ing incidents to the story. Or I would
sit on the grass and mend my lines and
nets, while little pale-faced Bel would
sit curled up with her Newfoundland,
in a subdued, silent way, by my side.
"Thcio is splendid fishing round the
islands out in the bay, a few hours' run
across from Seaviow," I said to Fred, as
I folded and seuled my letter to Aunt
Martha, telling her to expect us by the
"The old lady has her cranks and
crotchets," I explained, as we opened the
gate and walked up a garden path be
tween trim box borders and flower beds
and skirted n well-kept lawn,"but she is
'true blue' all through."
Aunt Martha greeted us with less
frigidity than I had anticipated, and
the frosts of j ears, in silvering her hair,
had obviously mellowed some of her
asperities of temper.
Wo had a dainty, well-served supper,
and it was only when Fred and I sat out
on the pier-head enjoying our cigars
over the lapping water of the bay that
I remembered the existence of my poor,
fragile littlo cousin Adele.
"Great Scot I" I said, jumping up;
"Aunt Martha will never forgive mei"
I hurried back to make Inquiries and
apologies, and as I was leaving the
wharf which runs out over 100 feet in
the shallow water of the bay, reaching
nearly to the channel, I saw a fairy
A young woman came toward me,
walking with slow, tranquil grace,
while holding her soft, pale blue gown
aloof from the dust of the shell road.
She was bareheaded, and the waning
afternoon light seemed to pause, all
entangled in the ripples of her golden
brown hair. Never had I seen an thing
quite so lovely as this maiden, whose
brown eyes vhone with a subdued
mirth, while her smile of recognition
nnd welcome was beyond all descrip
tion. "Why, Cousin Allen, you don't seem
to recognize your poor little playmate
of years ago. Del is very glad to see
jou again, nevertheless."
In common parlance, you could have
knocked me down with a feather, as I
Instantly told Del, while insisting that a
long lost cousin was entitled to some
thing more demonstrative than a hand
shake. But Del laughingly objected until a
renewed acquaintance, she said, would
verify the existence of the "rough,
good-natured fellow she liked so
We strolled out on the narrow plank
ing of the wharf, side by side, to. where
Fred still sat, enjoying the cool breezes
of the gulf, his cigar, the broad view of
paling waters and sky tints, and the
faint song of some fisher folks wafted
to us by the light evening winds as a
coasting lugger beat her way slowly
down the channel.
Fred's back was toward us, and he
only turned, aware of our presence,
when I called to him to present him to
my refound cousin, Miss Del.
That was my great mistake.
No one knew better than 1 did that
Dalton is a particularly pleasing fellow.
Everybody likes him.
He is clearly one of nature's favor
ites, for besides an uncommonly bright
mind, much practical sense, as evi
denced by his success in life, Fred has
a gracious and a bright, unaffected wit
which makes him a much sought after
man by ail, and everywhere, at all times
nnd atl places.
So it was to be expected that a child
like Del, brought up austerely, aloof
from the world, mostly in the grand
solitudes of Aunt Martha's seashore re
treat, would be quickly charmed by so
pleasant a fellow.
June merged into July, which in turn
slipped by with swift, unconscious
flight, the pleasant days following each
other all too quickly, as we would run
into town each morning, look at our
mall, step in at the club, then catch
the nine o'clock train and speed back
to Seavlew to lounge through the cool,
sweet evenings and nights.
August came nnd went all to swiftly,
each day adding to the long account of
hopes, fears, desires, anticipations, de
termined resolves and possible bitter
antagonisms which we would hourly
balance, Fred and I, when the fall
would come and the summer cease.
From a closo friendship and in
timacy, built on long years of liking,
esteem 'and daily Intercourse, Fred
and I fell into a polite frigidity and an
oloofness from each other, which was
galling to each of us, but which neither
could bieak through or overcome.
Between us stood Dcl's sweet witch
erics, rippling laughter, bright words
and wondrous graces, piled moun
tain high in an Impenetrable bar
rier, which cut in two the ties
of boyish years and the friend
Lhips of manhood, leaving us a stern
antagonism and an implacable deter
mination to each seek without stay or
stinct what the other most coveted on
this green, smiling earjh.
Aunt Martha led her busy life with
calm regularity, and Del each day gave
us a joyous greeting from her pony
carriage when we alighted" from the
train; chatted with Fred nnd coaxed
me to a better humor, or tat with me
on the moonlit porch and sang some
sweet ditty, then chatted in French
with Fred, adding each day to the list
of our long reckoning, which in the
after years would make or mar two
"You both leave to-morrow for good
and all!" said Del' that last evening,
clasping her little hands in mock de
spair. "Whatever will 1 do without
you! How dull Seavlew will be when
you are gone! Boor mei No more sail
ing! No more fishing! No more moody,
silent, irrational, cross companions to
make time pass pleasantly, and to
break the deathly monotony of these
great oppressive woods 1"
Fred looked at me and I at him.
We were grouped under a spreading
oak, down by the water's edge, where
a small table and chairs had been
placed, for Del delighted to serve us tea
when twilight set in, close to the
murmuring tide, as the wavelets broke
gently on the white sands of the beach.
Fred and I understood each other.
Slowly he rose, lit a cigar with a
slightly unsteady hand and strolled off
down the straight shell road.
Del's eyes followed his tall figure
ns it stood out distinct in the paling
light, and unconscious of my steady
gae, her great brown eyes took on a
tender, wistful look, which pierced my
heat like a poisoned dagger.
"Will the solitude seem dull when
we are gone, Del?" I asked.
"Deathly dull!" said Del, with a
slight quiver of her tender mouth.
"Aunt Martha shall bring you to
town, you poor little caged bird!" I
said, taking her hand in mine.
"Mamma will never leave Seavlew,
nor let me go away even for a day
without her," said Del, moving up
closer to me, as if for protection against
those long, solitary days of approach;
"Then we must take you away by
force, little one," I said, with decision,
putting my arm protectingly around
her shoulder. Del leaned her head,
crowned with its rippling burnished
gold, on my shoulder, not knowing of
tho throbbing heartbeats so close to
hers, or of the rising storm of emotions
she was creating.
"Oh, Cousin Allen, if you could only
get mamma to leave this dreary, dreary
place," she said, pleadingly "get her
to consent to my living like other girls,
I would lore you, oh, so dearly, ay my
"Do you promise that, Del? Is it a
bargain?" I asked, while a dull pain
seized hold of my heartstrings. "Do
you truly love your elderly cousin?"
"Of course I do," answered Del, nest
ling close to my side, while the soft
evening breezes wafted me the scent
of her perfumer hair.
"I love you dearly," she added.
But her frank, unembarrassed words
only added to the growing pain in my
heart, to the tumultuous emotions
which were invading me.
"And Fred?" I asked, softly, hold
ing her gently to my side.
"Cousin Allen!" she murmured in
an imploring tone, turning to hide on
my shoulder her lovely face, over which
had swept a wave of color.
"All right, little one," I whispered,
reassuringly, while the tempest of baf
fled hopes, ruined anticipations nnd
murdered joys swept in a burst of fury
over my soul and senses, overwhelming
oie with their bitter waters.
"All right, Del, littlo cousin mine!
You shall not spend the glorious years
of your youth in these sad solitudes.
Your happiness is dearer to me than
life itself, and I know one who lives
only in the hope of having soon the
right to order your sweet young life
on lines of light and happiness. 1 will
sec Aunt Martha," 1 added, rising slow
ly, "and I will send Fred to you."
"Cousin Allen!" she again said, cling
ing breathlessly to me.
"Let me go, dearie," I said, lightly,
while- the fury of a bitter regret and
n hurricane of wild emotion shook my
soul and senses and threatened to sub
merge my loyal determination to let
Fred gain the sunshine of life, hence
forth lost forever to me.
"Look here," I added, Jestingly, "1
must call Fred back before the storm
bursts before a furious tornado comes
along to interfere with our bright plans
for the future!"
"Why, Cousin Allen!" said Del, lift
ing her head in astonishment from its
confiding rest on my breast, and lift
ing to mine in wide-eyed wonder her
beautiful soft eyes. "What In the
world are you taking about? There's
no storm brewing! Why, the night is
culm and beautiful! Just look how
quiet the water is; how serenely the
stars shine out 1"
But I laughed aloud, knowing the
tempest which was raging in my heart,
the wrecked blossoms of hope and joy
which lay bruised and scattered over
the advancing years, and I called to
Fred, who was slowly approaching:
"Here, Dalton," I said, cheerily.
"This little cousin of mine, over whom
I have assumed a father's authority,
'fears the dull winter months. She
would like, the silly little bird that she
is, to flee from the sweet protecting
solitudes of her old cottage home. 1
told her you could suggest a satisfac
tory arrangement for her. I am going
to discuss tho mattter with Aunt
Fred stood up and" wrung my hand
with silent nnd deep emotion.
It was late when our evening, filled
with so much joy to two of us, came to
"Cousin Allen," whispered Del, hold
ing fast my bands, as we said good
night. "How could you fear a storm?
Was there ever a night so blissfully
calm and beautiful? This is the kind
of weather that reigns in Paradise."
"Sans doute, little fiancee," I an
tswered back laughingly; "neverthe
less, a great storm has raged on the
gulf coast thi9 evening, and the ruin
and wreckage it has left behjnd it will
uever be repaired." N. 0. Times-Democrat.
THE USE OF BURRS.
They Carry the 8eedi of Plant Away
from the Farent Stem.
After a stroll afield, in the fall, one
is apt to wonder, as he works away at
thu burrs that cover his clothes, what
use they can possibly be. Burrs are n
great nuisance to men and animals;
but the plants tbey grow on find them
very serviceable, for they are simply
fruits covered with spines or prickles;
and this is only another way plants
have to distribute their seeds. That
it is a scheme that works well anyone
can see who has a hunting-dog, and
keeps it in his yard. In the spring fine
crops of Spanish needles and clot-burrs
come up as if by magic, where there
were none before. They have grown
from the burrs the dog brought home'
in his coat the autumn before. Around
woolen mills in New England planta
from the west spring up in a mysterious
way, and nearly always these have burr
fiuits. They have grown from the
burrs taken from the fleece of sheep,
in cleaning, and thrown out as waste.
Some troublesome weeds have beeh in
troduced in this manner. On the prai
ries there are many plants with this
kind of fruit. In former days, when
great herds of buffaloes roamed the
plains, their haircaughtup these burrs,
which thus stole long rides, like the
tramps they are. Even now, in old
builalo-wallow plants are found that
do not grow elsewhere in the country
Some burrs, like Spanish needles,
have only three or four slender spines,
or awns, as they are called, at the sum
mit of tho fruit. If we look at them
through a magnifylng-glass, we find
them, bearing sharp, downward-pointing
barbs, like that of a fish-hook. The
sand-spur, an ill weed that grows on
sen beaches and sandy river banks,
has burrs covered with such spines.
The boy who has stepped on sand-spurs
with his bare feet knows this to his
sorrow. The tiny barbs go in easily,
but every attempt to draw them out
makes them tear into the flesh.
Often the spines or bristles are
hooked instead of being barbed. The
clot-burr, or cockle-Burr, that grows
abundantly in waste ground, and the
agrimony of our woods, are examples.
Burdock has such hooked prickles on
its fruits, and they Btlck so fast to
gether, that children make of them
neat little baskets, handles and all. Tho
tick-trefoil has jointed pods, covered
thickly with small hooked hairs that
can hardly be seen without a magnify
ing glass. These arc the small, fiat,
brown burrs that cover the clothing
after a walk through the woods in Sep
tember. They are most annoying
burrs, worse than clot-burrs, they are
f o small and stick so fast. Thomas H.
Kearney, Jr., in St, Nicholas.
An amusing and characteristic anec
dote of Thomas Cariyle is given in Mrs.
Boss' "Early Days Becalled." Mrs.
Boss, the daughter of Sir Alexander
and Lady Duff Gordon, enjoyed from
her earliest years the privilege of meet
ing many distinguished persons under
delightful conditions. Her mother's
beauty and wit, as well as her father's
social and official rank, attracted men
and women eminent in art, letters nnd
politics to their home. The only visit
or whom little Janet cordiolly disliked
was Mr. Thomas Carlyle. She says:
"One afternoon my mother had a dis
cussion with him on German litera
ture; her extraordinary eloquence unci
fire prevailing, Carlyle lost his temper,
and burst forth in his Scotch tongue:
'You're just, a windbag, Lucie, you're
just a windbag!' I had been listening
with all my ears, and conceiving him to
bo very rude, interrupted him by say
ing: 'My papa always says that men
should be civil to women;' for which
pert remark I got a scolding from my
mother; but Mr. Carlyle was not of
fended, and turning to her observed:
'Lucie, that child of yours has an eyo
for an inference.' ' Youth's Com
panion. A Thoughtful GlrL
"No wonder the pleasures of courting
have declined," said the stout youth.
"Just look at the flimsiness of these
And he pointed to a slender affair of
white bamboo, touched with gilt.
"You mustn't judge by appear
ances," said the stout girl, softly. "I've
had that chair thoroughly braced with
the very best of steel rods, and it is now
guaranteed to stand a pressure of 60
pounds to the square inch."
Then they both sat down in it as a
final test. Cleveland Plain Dealer.
He Knew Him.
"That's a very stupid brute of -yours,
John," said a Scotch minister lo one
of his parishioners, a peat dealer, who
drove his merchandise from door to
door in a small cart drawn by a doc
key. "I never see you but the crea
ture is braying."
"Eh, sir," said the peat dealer, "ye
ken the heart's warm when friends
meet." Spare Moments.
KNIGHTS OF LABOR RESOLVE.
Favor the Ead Byitrm of Waterways Op
pose the Walker Ranking Uv.
Eochesteb, N. Y., Nov. 20. At yes
terday afternoon's' session of the
Knights of Labor the first work before
the convention was the report of the
committee on legislation, on a request
for' assistance in securing the enact
ment of a law giving all government
laborers, including those employed by
contractors on government work, a
minimum wage of $2 per day. The
report of the committee was favorable
and was adopted by tho convention.
Delegate Maher, of New York, submit
ted a plan, indorsed by the New York
Central Labor union, for the Eads sys
tem of government waterways from
the Atlantic to the Pacific, which the
committee on legislation reported as
inexpedient, which was concurred in
by the convention. The last proposi
tion was a report on tho Walker bank
ing scheme, which is an extension of
the Baltimore plan, and is indorsed by
the committee on banking and cur
rency of the Fifty -Fourth congress. The
report recommends an active campaign
against the measure. The convention
adopted the report and' instructed the
officers of the executive board to no
tify all local assemblies to secure pe
titions in opposition to the measure,
to be forwarded to their senators and
representatives in congress.
PLATFORM GOES DOWN.
Many People Injured In a Cotton Compress
nt Macon, Go.
Macon, Ga., Nov. 30. Thirty people,
3,000 bales of cotton and hundreds of
tons of heavy timber aU. went down in
one loud crash at 7:30 o'clock last
night at the Central Railroad compress,
in this city. Fourteen injured people,
all employes of the compress, have
been removed from the wreckage, but
it is thought others are beneath tho
cotton ami lumber, and, if so, they are
dead or will be before they can be ex
tricated. Superintendent A. A. Gor
don was in the middle of the platform
superintending the .trucking of cotton
and went down in the midst of it all,
but by a miraculous escape received
only bruises on the legs and arms.
Several employes are missing, and it is
feared they are beneath the wreck.
The platform was 20 feet high, 850 feet
long and 140 feet wide. Over SO0 feet
gave way without warning, the sup
ports being rotted.
LASSOED THE ENGINE.
Dangerons Experiment of Workmen on at
New lirldge In Ohio.
East LivEuroor,, O., Nov. 20. A lo
comotive was lassoed here yesterday.
While hoisting the heavy steel beams
for the new bridge over the Ohio river,
a large heavy cable was allowed to
slacken so that it almost touched tho
rails. A freight train came on the
Pennsylvania down a very heavy
grade. Bridge workmen tried to raise
the cable out of the way, but when it
was high enough to catch the smoke
stack, the locomotive struck the cable,
carrying it with the train about 600
feet Telegraph poles, sitrnal towers
and telegraph wires were snapped off
like plpestcms. The traveling crane
cars on the new bridge hung in the air
from the steel cables. The workmen
saved themselves by hanging to the
drop lines. William Stevens, of Wells
ville, fell from the bridge, breaking
both legs, and will die. The loss to
the bridge and adjoining property was
Fifteen Thooiand Wlndow-Glatf Men and
Their Employer DUagree Over Wages.
PlTTSnunoir, Pa., Nov. 2a The joint
wage scale committee of window-glass
workers and manufactures adjourned
last night after a two days' conference
without ' having reached any agree
ment. The result of this failure means
the continued idleness of 15.000 men
throughout the country, who have
already been without work for the
past six months. At the session yes
terday the manufacturers presented
their ultimatum, which was to resume
work at last year's scale, which is a
general reduction of 15 per cent, on
the net list. This proposition was re
jected by the workers, who offered a
compromise, but that was not satis
factory to the owners. The owners
then suggested arbitration, but the
workers would not consent to it.
About Mexican Tobacco.
Washington, Not. 2a Consul-Gen
eral Crittenden reports from Mexico to
the state department that Mexican to
bacco promises to take the place ot the
fine grades of Cuban tobacco in the
markets of the world. He makes no
mention of the Cuban war as the cause
of 'the depletion of Cuba's tobacco
product, but points out that under
normal conditions Cuba's soil has be
come improverished until it can yield
Prison Warden Break UU Neck.
PiTTSBunon, Pa., Nov. 20. While
Warden McCrae, of Erie, Pa., was en
route to Biverslde penitentiary with 23
prisoners, Thomas Cronin, under five
years' sentence for car robbery, made
a dash for liberty and jumped from tho
train. McCrae followed, but, alicrht-1
ing on his head, broke his neck. Cro
nin was seriously, but not fatally, in
jured. Increasing Demand for Sliver.
New York, Nov. 2a The demand
for silver has been steadily increasing
within the past few days, owing to
the requirements for India, and exports
are on an increasing scale. This
inquiry is on account of a larger mer
chandise movement. The doinest'c de
mand for tho metal for manufacturing
purposes is also improving decidedly.