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THREE ROSES.
ToffOthor on a Blonder sprny thoy liiinR,
Doworod with oqtml beauty, pnailtiR fnlr,
And blent, ns tliougli an unseen censer swiinff,
TholrmlnKlcdpormmo with tlio morning air
Not theirs tlio Into to llngor till ilecny
Strowcd their swcot-Hccntcd petnli on tho
pround;
Vor cro tho closo of Hint bright summer dny ,
Knch Bister roso nnothor futo had found.
Twined In tho moshos of n beauty's hair ,
Ono blossom fnded slowly, hour by hour,
Until nt parting, hoiiio ono In despair
Ah a momento craved tho withered flower.
Ono went mi offering to n vnln coqtiotto.
Who plucked Its leaves, and as thoy flutter
ing fall,
Whispered n tost Hint has bollcvcrs yot,
Ho loves me loves mo not ho loves mo well.
A maiden's form lies In a dnrkencd room,
In folded hands, upon it pulseless breast,
Ono touch of color In tho deepening gloom,
Tho last of tho thrco roso3 la at rest.
llNVOY
O Lovo nnd cniol Death, r.o far apart.
Ifosc-slstors fair, could I but chango with
thco
And chooso tho fnto of either of tho thrco,
i O happiest roso of all, my choice would bo
Thy plnco nbovo tho maiden's pulsoless heart.
J. II. Symcs, In Chambers' Journal.
THE TWO LOVERS.
How My Skoptical Viows of Truo
, Lovo Woro Romovod.
I was tired. I had worked In tho
Rohool-room until, now that vacation
had come, I folt that 1 had earned a
rost, and 1 dotormlned It should ho had
whoro '"I would not ho hampered by
formal regulations and conventional
rules. I wantod to rainhlo In tho groan
Holds, among tho wlld-flowors. I wanted
to llngor by tho rlvor-sldo and watch
tho ripples, or road my favorito books,
or listen to tho song of birds and feel as
froo as thoy. I would sketch a littlo,
porhaps, or catch fish if I could. 1 would
forgot caro, bo a happy child oncomoro,
and rost
I know just whoro to go. I had boon
thoro onco, and two days aftor my
school oloscd I was thoro again. It was
a qulot country town. Tlio surround
ings woro picturosquo and romantic
Thon) woro bluffs crowned with treos
an tho north and oast; rolling hills,
adorned with wlld-flowors, on tho south
nnd west, and a beautiful littlo rivor,
fed by numerous springs undor tho
bluffs, almost oncircling tho town.
Thcso woro tho gonoral foaturos, but
thoro woro numborloss grassy slopos,
mossy glons, rocky caves and cozy
nooks. Horo it was that I proposed to
spend tho groator part of my vacation.
1 had a passion for painting nnd sketch
ing, and horo brush and poncll would
Una use.
But my two lovorst Thoy woro on tho
liotol piazza when I arrived, though I
did not know thon that they woro
lovers. I moroly noticed tho respectful'
attontlon with which a gontloman
listonod to somo romark of a lady and
tho kindly smilo with which ho ro
spondod. I changod my dusty gannonts
and sat by tho opon window of my room
to.fonjoy tho boauty without. Thoro
woro pooplo on tho piazza, but 1 did
liothocd thorn. I did not ovon glance
at thom until I heard tho landlord mut
ton. "Two lovors!" Ho stood in tho
doorway, and I wondorod what had oo
casionod his commont I looked around.
Two gontlomon woro smoking and talk
ing politics In tones which precluded
tho idea of thoir being lovers. A group
of school-girls woro laughing and chat
ting With tho host's daughter. "Thoy
may bo lovors," thought I, "but thoro
aro moro than two."
Sovoral littlo children woro playing
on tho walk just boyond; of course, tho
landlord did not moan thom, and I was
about to concludo that I had mlstakon
his words or that thoy had no connec
tion with what was transpiring on tho
piazza whon my oyos foil on tho couplo
3 had noticed on my arrival. Thoy woro
Bitting a littlo apart from all tho othors.
conversing in low, tondor tones and ev
idently vory much intorostod in each
othor, and almost aloud I echoed tho
landlord's words.
Lovors aro to mo a vory attractive
class of pooplo, and though I gazed with
onjoymont at tho bluffs, tho troos and
tho sunsot clouds, thought and glanco
would turn Involuntarily again and
again to thoso lovors. Tho lady was
buautiful, with a boauty that Boomed in
creased at ovory glanco. That broad,
puro brow, thoso oarnost, soulful oyes,
thatswoot, quiot smilo, tho wholo faco
radiant in tho rosy glow of light.
Boomed mado to bloss tlio boholdor.
"What a boautiful faco! 01 that I might
boo it daily. What an inspiration it
would bol No wondor ho loves hor.
I could not soo hor companion's faco
bo woll, but tono and attitudo woro olo
quont, and I romomborod tho gontlo,
kindly oxpresslon of his faco whon I
had' notiood him first. Just tho ex
pression ono would naturally acquiro in
such a prosonco, I thought, and my
glancoiagaln sought tho lady's lovoly
faco. A.suddon determination soized
mo. -I would mako a skotoh of her
faco, and it should hang whoro I could
boo it always, and I rojolcod in tho con
sciousness of possessing a gift which
rondorod so proclous an acquisition pos
sible. I began immodlatoly and workod as
long as I could soo, hut tho rosults woro
unsatisfactory. I could not obtain tho
de3lrod oxprossion. I docidod to tako
tlmo to study hor faco, 1 did not soo
hor again until tlio noxt aftornoon. Sho
was silting in tho ladlos' parlor, road
lng; and, mindful of my sketch, I
looked for tho boauty that had so
thrilled mo on tho previous ovoning.
To my uBtunlshmout, it scorned to havo
vanished. I could scarcoly recognlzo
hor. Sho looked qulto ordinary. I had
coon hundreds of womon full,y,aa beauti
ful. I was disappointed and puzzlod,
nud I started for a ramblo, almost ready
to adopt tho theory that boauty was
moroly subjectlvo; not tho quality of an
object, but an emotion of one's own
mind, I concluded that I did 'not caro
to mako a skotoh,
It was lato whon I roturnod and found
tho lady sitting on tho piazza, Prosont
ly, I noticed hor lovor coming down tlio
Btroot Sho saw him, and her faco
lighted up with a wondrous glow, nnd
as sho roso to groot him it was fairly
transflgurod. ' Tho puzzlo was solved;
tho mystery was plain to mo. It was
lovo tliat mado hor lovoly, and it was
lovo that mado him look so grand and
uobU, and I pondorod ovor my discov
ery. I had soon school-girl nnd sohool
boy lovo, and lovo, so-called, in otho?
various phases, and I had scon tlio ar
tlcl transferred from ono object to an
othor with apparently tho greatost
oaso. Novor having had much oxporl
onco of my own, and my observation of
lovors after marrlngo bolng unfortu
nato, perhaps, I had como to regard
truo and lasting lovo as purely an Ideal
novor to bo realized, oxcopt in Heaven,
and it might bo that which made it
Iloavon. ,
Horo was a lovo very different from
any that had previously come undor my
observation. It had tho power to trans
form, to glorify tho human face, and
lovo that had suoh power must of neces
sity bo puro and truo. O why aro so
many satlsllcd wltli' a baso imitatlonl
Such a lovo ns tholrs Is tho most doslra
blo thing in lifo, thought I, as I noticed
tlio subtle Interchange of sympathy and
tlio appreciation oauh folt for tlio boauty
of tho sunsot, which ncithur needed to
oxpross In words. Years could mako no
dliforonco in a lovo like this, unless to
increaso Its dopth and fervor.
Thus I mused. Soon thoy strolled off
toward tho rivor, and Isuddonly becamo
conscious that tho book I had been pro
tondlng to read was held upsldo down.
Tho hostess camo out just thon, and I
oxpressedto horthointorost with which
theso two people had inspired me. Sho
bocamo enthusiastic at onco and told mo
many facts about' thom, which deoponed
tho feollng I had already had. Once
more, 1 rcsolvod to mako a skotch, but
not of tho lady alono; I would paint
thom both. Ono would bo incomplete
without tho other. Thoy woro ideal
lovors and my picturo should oxpross
my idoal of lovo, yot takon from life. I
sought my room, and with moro than
my former enthusiasm bogan again tho
difficult work. I sketched from mem
ory, for tho Impression on my mind was
vivid. Sovoral days passod. This par
ticular skotch was not yot finished for
it was olaborato," and I worked on it only
whon inspired by sooing my two lovors
togothor.
Moanwhilo I rambled, read and fished,
somotimos alono, somotlmes with ac
quaintances. I mado sovcral sketches
of landscapes in tho vicinity of tho town,
but nono soomed completo without tho
figures of my two lovers placed in tho
foreground, and thoy woro in nearly
ovory ono, and I ondoavorcd In each and
all to glvo vivid expression to tho mutu
al confidonuo and lovo which so fascin
ated mo in tho originals.
What pleasant days thoso wero! How
koonly I enjoyed them after my months
of work in tho closo school-room. Ono
aftornoon, skotch-hook in hand, I
startod for a ramble, and aftor reaching
tho river wandered on along tho bank
until I camo to a fallen treo. Horo I
soatod myself on tho trunk, where ono
limb mado a convenient foot-rest and
anothor formed a comfortablo support
for tho back. A short distanco up tho
stream, and In full viow from tho tree,
a foot-bridgo spannod tho rivor. Tho
bluffs, which woro on tho left of tho
stream, at this point wero not so stcop.
Thoy sloped down from oithor way and
formed something liko a pass botweon
tho two mountains, and though to reach
tho top of tho hluiTs involved labor, it
was ofton dono, as a footpath testified.
Just across tho rivor from tho fallen
treo, a boautiful spring bubbled from
undor tho rocks and flowed into tho
rivor. All thoso I had soon reproduced
on papor. Tho rustic bridge, tho sloping
cliff, tho bubbling spring, mado a piotty
and oircctivo picture.
Woll pleased with my success, I was
about to loavo my cozy nook, whon I
saw two well-known figures crossing
the bridge. What a joy this was to mo!
Thoy roachod tho shore, and, taking tho
path botweon tho foot of tho bluffs and
tho river, thoy soon reached tho spring
just opposite whoro I was sitting. Horo
thoy paused, and tho lady producing a
silvor cup filled it with wator and
offered tho gontloman a drink. Ho
drank, and gallantly exclaimed, as ho
roturnod tho cup:
"A sweeter draught
From f alror hand was nover quailed."
This incldont filled mo with a suddon
inspiration. What an addition thoy
would mako to my picturo! I soized my
poncil and bogan to put thom into
my sketch. I workod rapidly and soon
had a fair ropresontation of her as sho
prosontcd him with tho silver cup.
Thoy passod on down tho rivor out of
sight and I soon loft thotroo and, cross
ing tho foot-bridgo, climbed tho bluff,
intending to skotch tho town. With
somo diilloulty I gained a good position,
but my oxortions in climbing had ren
dered my norvos somowhat unsteady,
and I concluded to postpono sketching,
and enjoy a walk along tho edgo of tho
bluffs, which commanded a viow not
only of tlio town but of tho surround
ing country for many miles to tho south
and wost, which was boautiful and
charming. ,
Hut all this could not rondor mo ob
livious to tho fact that walking was
hard work. Tho ground was unovon,
and rooks and bushos intercepted my
progress, and I had not walked moro
than halt a mllo boforo tho un won tod
oxorciso had mado vory tlrod. Tho Bun
was hot and I was thirsty, and in splto
of tho boautiful yiows 1 hoartlly wished
myself back on tho lovol ground. But
how to got thoro? Must 1 rotraco my
stops? Was thoro no othor way? I ap
proaohod tho odgo of tho ollff and
lookod ovor. I noticed tho jutting
lodges, tho projootlng points and tho
sharp rocks bolow. How torrlblo to
fall! Ono could not osuapo with lifo. I
throw back with a shuddor.
Looking down tho rivor, I saw what
nppoarod to bo an old stono quarry.
Tho stone had boon takon out in largo
quantities, and rojected stonos and
earth formed a sloping bank which ox
tondod into tho rivor. Could l'but got
into tho quarry from nbovo, I was suro I
could clumber down this stony slope
and roach a moro doslrablo position than
tho ono I now occuplod without the
labor and fatiguo of roturnlng as I had
como. Tho excavation was broad and
did not look vory doop. Thoro must bo
somo way to got Into It, of course. "lean
fall In, If thoro is no othor way," I o.v
claimed aloud; and I walked on
qulto olatcd with tho prospect.
Reaching tho placo, I found n
doscont would bo moro dillloult
than had at first appoared; in fact,
It scomod almost impossible. Whilo I
was considering tho mattor, tho sound of
voices reached mo. I know woll to
whom they belonged. Thoy might bo
noar; thoy might bo far off, for sounds
decolvcd ono horo; and I stood on tho
brink, llstonlng intently, and looking
down into tho quarry. I had no idea
of carrying out my suggestion to fall
in, but a suddon dizzlnoss camo ovor mo
as I gazed. 1 tried to stop hack. Tho
stono on which I stood settled slightly,
and I felt that I was falling. 1 clutched
at tho brink and grasped it, but I could
not savo myself and, with a wlldsiream,
I loosed my hold and fell.
Fortunatoly I was not much hurt, only
a littlo stunned nnd much frightened,
and I lay trombllng, but dimly con
ecious that footsteps woro approaching
clamboring up tho stonos. Presontly,
I folt my faco bathed with wator, and
I op'onod my oyos to soo tho lady and
gentleman bonding ovor mo, tho lady
holding tho silvor cup which I had boon
skotchlng only a short timo boforo.
Aftor a littlo, I folt ablo to sit up and
look about me. Thoro lay my skotch
book with all tho skotches fallen out
and spread around to viow, no loss than
sovon of thom representing theso two
pooplo too accurately to bo unrecog
nized, and tho gontloman was slowly
gathering thom up. Tho sight restored
mo, and I roso up with a norvous laugh.
Ho finished, and, turning toward mo,
said:
"Whon you aro sufficiently recovered,
wo will assist you to got down from
horo;" and thon, as ho pointed to tho
skotches: "You must havo spent a great
deal of timo over us, and you have rath
er ilattorod us, I think."
This lntorostcd tho lady, and sho
begged permission to oxamino thom for
horsolf. I could not rofuso, and I sat
down and loaned back against tho rocky
wall, whilo they lookod thom ovor to
gothor. Tho lady was greatly movod.
Tears wero In hor oyes, and as sho re
placed tho last skotch sho murmured:
"Evory ono speaks oloquontly of lovo."
"Lovo truo and oxalted," added tho
gontloman.
"Tho landlord called you two lovors,"
I began, apologetically.
"Wo aro two lovers," said ho with
emphasis.
Why was this so romarkablo? Why
wero thoso two lovors so fascinating tc
me, and why had they tho wondrous
power to restoro my faith In real and
disinterested human lovo?
Thoy had boon married fifteen years
Bollo Warner, in Housokeopor.
DELICIOUS BREAD.
How tlio Stair or M re Is Mudo by th
linkers r Southern Spain.
Tho bread in tho south of Spain is do
lipious; it is as white as snow, closo as
cake, and yot vory light; tho flour i;
tho most admirable, for tho wheat is
good and puro, and tho bread well
knoaded. Tho way thoy mako this
bread is as follows: From largo, long
panniers filled with wheat thoy take
out a handful at a timo; sorting it
most carofully and oxpeditiously,
and throwing ovory dofectivo grain
into anothor basket. This dono, tho
wheat is ground between two circu
lar stonos, as it was ground in Egypt
two thousand years ago, tho requisite
rotary motion being given by a blind
folded mule, which passes around and
around with untiring patience, a bell
being attached to his neck which, as
long as ho is in movemont, tinkles on,
and when it stops ho is urged to his duty
by tho shout of "ar a inula" from some
ono within hearing. When ground, the
whoat is sifted through threo sieves,
tho last ono of thcso being so fine that
only tho puro flour can pass through it;
this is of a palo apricot color. Tho broad
is mado in tho ovoning. It is mixed
with sufficient wator, with a little salt
in it, to mako into dough; a very
small quantity of leaven or yeast
in ono batch of housohold bread,
as in Spain, would last a wook for
tho six or oight donkoy loads ol
bread thoy sond every day from their
ovon. Tho dough mado, it is put intc
sacks and carried on tho donkoy's back
to tho ovon in tho contro of tlio village,
to hako it immediately after kneading.
On arriving thoro tho dough is divided
into portions weighing threo pounds
each. Two long, narrow wooden tables
on trestles aro thon placed down tho
room, and a curious sight may bo soon.
About twenty mon, bakors, como in
and rango thomsolvos on ono sido of tho
tablo. A lump of dough is handod to
tho nearest, which ho bogins kneading
and knocking about with all his might
for about threo or four minutes, and
thon passes It on to his noxt neighbor,
who does tho samo, and so on success
ively until all havo knoaded it, whon it
becomos as soft as now putty and roady
for tlio ovon. Of courso, as soon as tho
first hakor has handed tho first lump
ovor to his neighbor, anothor lump is
handed him, and so on until tho wholo
quantity of dough is kneaded by thom
all. Tho bakors' wives and daughters
shapo tho loaves for tho ovon, and somo
of tliom aro vory small. Thoy aro baked
Immediately. Confectioner.
UiiGumfortHbln People.
Wo all know thom; thoy aro in every
community, in every church, in many
families. Thoy aro always uncomfort
ablo themselves, and thoy inflict dis
comfort on ovory body olso. A roally
aggrosslvo and woll-dovolopod specimen
will overshadow a locality liko a ban-yan-troo,
yioldlng tho wholo yoar
through all mannor of fruit blttor to
tho tasto, and not to bo digested with
out aorloua injury. Those pooplo supply
an ample stock of friction; thoy bring
out tho latent possibilities of gonoral
unpleasantness in a largo or small
cirolo; thoy sow seeds of discord, not
only in tho fallow ground, but by tho
wayside, and aro followed by abundant
harvests of tho kind that aro sown with
joy but reapod with toars. N. Y. Led-for.
CAMP-FIRE STORIES.
FOOTFALLS IN THE WILDERNESS
A Victim of tho Wnr Whine Fnto Stilt
Ilnuiits Her Innocent Slnynr.
Grant and Leo havo had their first
utrugglo in tho Wilderness, ns tho for
mer scoks a now road to Richmond.
Amidst donso thickots in lonoly fields,
along narrow highways, in tho sombor
forosts, a hundred thousand mon havo
fought backwards and forwards, from
sun to sun, nnd now tho night has como
to shift the scene. Thoro aro 8,000 mon
lying dead on this battlo ground. Thoro
aro thousands moro lying wounded
parching with thirst, crying out in their
agony. Leo still blocks tho road, hut
no soonor has tho sun gone down than
Grant begins a movemont by tho left
flank to pass him. If you can not cross
a swamp you must pass around It. My
division is ono loft botweon tho two
armios to hido this movomont. Whon
morning comes wo shall bo far in tho
roar. Tlio ground whoro wo lost is
broken. Thoro is forost and thlckot a
narrow highway a crock two or threo
small farms with their bullding.s filled
with wounded men. Fifty rods in front
of a log houso is our pickot line. It
skirts tho cleared land and runs away
Into tho darkor woods on a straight
lino. Tho noutral ground botweon us
and tho enemy is a strip not over forty
rods wldo.
At ton o'clock on this night, whon tho
confusion and turmoil havogrownqulet,
but whilo lanterns flash horo and thoro
through tho woods, as men soarch for
tho wounded, I am loft on "post No. 7"
for tho coming two hours. My placo Is
undor a plno treo which stnnds in tho
cleared ground, and all along tho front
Is tho dark forest so dark that a white
horso might stand within ono hundred
feot of mo and oseapo observation. It is
a starlight night, but clouds aro drift
ing across tho sky and tho wind comes
in that gusty way which warns you that
a storm is browing at a distance.
For an hour thoro is no alarm. Grant
is moving by tho flank. Leo is moving
to chcokmato him. Grant has loft a
lino to mask his movomont. Loo has
loft a lino to mask his. It has boon a
long, torriblo day. Darkness brings a
respito grateful to all. Wo havo vir
tually said to oach othor ovor the num.
tral ground:
"Lot us alono and wo won't disturb
you."
At cloven o'clock a noiso In tho dark
woods In front sends my blood loaplng.
It was tho noiso of footsteps broaking
dry twigs. There aro wounded horsos
wandering about, but this was not the
footstop of a horse. Wounded men may
bo seeking our linos, but I listen in vain
to catch a groan or a low call of distress.
"Stop! Stop! Stop!"
Tho sound is on my loft front. Somo
ono is moving to got tho shelter of tho
darkor spot directly opposito. Mo is
moving carofully, but I can follow ovory
foot of progross.
"Stop! Stop! (Halt!) Stop! Stop!" (Si
lonco!) Is it a ghoul sooking out tho dead and
wounded to rob thom? Is it a pickot
from tho othor lino seeking to locate
our po3ts and report how far away we
are? Is it somo human devil seeking to
dahblo his hands in blood aftor tho hor
rors of tho day? Mon who had brothors
or frlonds killed In battlo by daylight
sometimes sworo fearful voigoanoo, and
wont out upon tho bloody field at night
to securo it.
"Rustle! Stop! (Halt!) Step! Stop!'
(Coming closer!')
If I raise an alarm horo it will go up
and down tho lino and arouso a thousand
mon in a moment. If I lot this un
known approach mo I may bo assassin
ated. He can not seo mo in this gloom,
but ho is slowly approaching lu a dlroct
line.
"Halt! Who goo3 thoro?"
Deop silence.
If he was a stragglor from our lines or
a wounded man ho would mako answer.
"Stop! Stop!" And now I hoar him
sink down to tho earth.
"Who goos thoro?"
Silonco.
"Who goos thoro?"
Silonco.
I am waiting with muskot raised and
flngor on tho triggor. I havo given fair
warning. Frlond could ask no more,
and an onomy'must realize his danger.
As I wait a somothlng makes a blot on
tho darkness. It is only a fow feot
away, and I ilro point-blank. Thoro is
ono long shrill scream of agony, and I
hoar a body fall to tho oarth, and then
thoro is deop silonco for a momont.
"What Is it?" ask tho coporal of tho
guard as ho hurrios up from tho rosorvo
stationed scarcoly ono hundred foot in
tho rear.
"There I'vo shot somo ono!"
Tho alarm runs up and down thra lines
to dio away aftor five minutes, and thon
wo advance to tho object Tho corporal
is thoro first. Ho roachos out to touch,
it draws back in alarm, and gasps:
"Groat Heavens, but you havo shot a
woman!"
It was truo. Somo poor soul, crazed
by tho torrlblo sounds of battlo drlvon
from hor humble homo hiding in somo
thickot until darknoss camo. Thon,
dumb as tho troos around hor, butguldcd
by instinct, sho sought to mako hor way
back to tho houso no doubt tho vory
hut filled with our woundod and suffer
ing mon. And sho was doad at my foot
doad of my own bullet Dotrolt Froo
Pross.
GATHERING CABBAGES.
An Ailvmituro of Two Soldiers Insldo
tho lle.iloged City of Vlclcsfourjr.
Tho author of tho "History of tho
Third Regiment Louisiana Infantry"
narrates an advonturo which bofoll two
of his follow-soldlors whilo tho rcgimont
was inoido tho boslogod olty of Vlcks
burg, shortly boforo its surrondor. Ono
of thom had dlscovorod a flold of cab
bagos not far from tho camp, and as tho
army was on painfully short rations tho
two mon determined tomakoa raid upon
It that ovoning, in spito of tho fact that
tho ownor was known to bo on guard
armed with a shot-gun.
A looso plokot was found at ono point
In tho fonco, and' tho Major wodgod hlm
boH through tho opening, whilo tho
sorgoaut remained outside to keop
watoh. Tho Major disappeared in tho
dnrknoss, and tho ecrgoant was all ores
and oars.
From tho broastworks camo tho sound
of tho sharpshooters' rlllo-shots, with
tho occasional roar of a pleco of artll
lory. Mortar sholls, with blazing fuses,
described gracoftil ourvos through tho
air In thoir flight Into tho boslogcd olty.
Tho air was calm, tho sky cloudless, nnd
tho sorgoant foil Into a rovorlo.
Phiz! Zip! What was that? Only a
stray minnlo-ball that passed so noar his
head as to cut off tlio hair. A rudo
awakening, hut ho was on guard and did
not chango his position.
Tho minutes soomod ago3. What
could tho othor man ho doing all this
timo? Suroly ho did not moan to carry
oil tho wholo gardon. Tlio sorgoant
grow impatlont. llo'd bo hang'od If
Tlio shrill scroam of an approaching
sholl cut short this now train of thought.
Ho know from tho peculiar sound that
ho must bo nearly In rango, and ho
lookod In vain for sholtor. Tho ground
was smooth and lovol, not tho least hol
low to protect tho smallest objoct.
Action must bo Instantaneous, and ho
throw himself alongside tho bottom
board of tho fence. With a scroam as of
exultation the sholl cut off tho tips of
tho pickets ahovo him, and dosconded
into tho garden in tho precise dlroction
which the Major had takon.
Tho sergeant sprang to his foot and
whistled. No answer. Again and again
ho uttered tho signal. SHU no response
Ho ran along tho fonco for a fow yards,
and was about to climb ovor whon tho
Major appeared, fairly loaded down with
cabbages and covered with dirt from
head to foot.
As soldiers say, ho had had a closo
call. lie was pulling a cabbago whon ho
hoard tho shell approaching and at onco
pitched forward to avoid it Tlio sholl
went into tho ground about a foot from
his hoad, and noarly buried him alive.
Tlio two men hurried back to camp as
quickly as possiblo, and carried thoir
"greens" with thom.
DRAMATIC MEETING.
Two llrnthors Moot Under rrcullnr Clr.
circumstance After Many Years.
Goo. T. Luttroll is a prominent com
rado of tho G. A. R., and llvos in Alle
gheny, Pa. Although born in Ralegh,
S. C, Mr. Luttroll followed tho fortunes
of tho North during tlio war, and lo3t his
right arm on tho flold of Antiotam. Ho
now resides with his son-in-law, E. L.
Evans, tho well-known grcor, and boing
in comfortablo circumstances, isonablod
to spend his later days peacefully.
Recently ho strolled into tho post-office,
which happoned to bo full of peo
ple, and proceeded to writo a noto with
his remaining arm at ono of tho 3osks.
Whilo thus engaged ho noticed behind
him a tall, swarthy man, whoso long,
black moustache- and slouched hat had
something of a Southern air. This per
son seemed very anxious to succeed Mr.
Luttroll at tho desk, all tho othor placos
bolng takon up.
Whon tho old soldier had carofully
blotted, enveloped and directod his lot
tor ho turnod away. Thon tho man with
tho big hat squared up at tho desk.
Scarcely had ho dono so than ho turned
sharply round and gave tho departing
veteran a mighty thump botweon tho
shoulders.
"I reckon your namo's Luttroll?" ho
exclaimed.
Mr. Luttroll looked at tho oxoltablo
speakor for a momont, and thon, with a
romlnlsconco of his boyhood's homo, an
swered, "I reckon it is."
"So's mino," said tho stranger, "and,
blank blank It, I thought I was tho only
ono of tho namo left in Amorlca."
Ho thon took a card from his pockot
and presonted it to his now acquaint
ance. Tho card read: "AlanC. Luttroll,
Birmingham, Ala." Now it was Mr.
Georgo Luttroll's turn tocryout. "Alan
Luttroll!" ho cried. "That was tho
namo of my fathor and brother. I am
Georgo T. Luttroll"
"My God!" tlio Southornor exclaimed.
"Woro you born in South Ourolina?"
Of course, tho old soldier was born
thoro, and, of course, this was his broth
er, whom ho had not mot slnco tho war
broko up thoir happy homo In Raleigh,
and sot thom on difforont sldos of tho
great fight.
It was liko tho wind-up of a molo
drama to seo tho two old follow shako
hands and call each othor brothor onco
again. Thoy kopt up tho hand-shaking
so long that spectators got lntorostcd,
and thon, in stentorian tones tho South
ern brother told tho story of tlio twonty
oight yoars' parting and tho strange re
union. "I novor saw him sinco boforo
tho war, sir," ho said, "until this blank
ed hit of blotting papor" horo ho hold
up tho papor on which tho votoian had
blotted his lottor "told mo that his
name was Luttroll. And from tliat wo
found out tho rost I'll koop tht papor
till I dio." Amorlcan Trlbuno.
RANDOM SHOTS.
iNnrANAPOLis wants tho National on
campmont in 1892.
Dktiioit, MIoh., wants tho Ifatlonal
oncampmontln 1891.
A Coups of tho W. R. C. is to bo organ
ized in Now Orloans.
Tin: "Historical Grand Rostor" of tho
Grand Army will contain ovor 2,000
pages.
It is stated that a pormanont depart
ment of tho W. R. C. will soon bo organ
ized in Tennessee
Tun W. R. C. Decombor 31, 1889, had
$53,905 in its relief fund, and in tho gon
oral fund S9-J.308, a total of 8153,303.
TjiEprosontmombershipof tlio depart
ment of Ohio, as shown by tlio Assist
ant Adjutant Gonoral's roport is as fol
lows: Post 712, -10,214 mombors an in
croaso during tho last yoar of 2,002. Tho
momborship oxcoods that of any othor
dopartmont by 1,000. Doaths, 673; ox
pondod in roliof, $0,323.
Ui2Xr.it.vr. Lkk at ono tlmo was muoh
bored by a Ooorgla man who had mado
frcquont porsonal applications for a fur
lough. Ono morning tho Gonoral askod
his tormontor if ho understood tho posi
tion of a soldier. Tlio luttor Bald he
did. Ho was ordorod to assume it. Gen
eral Leo thou gavo tho command, "Right
about fao, fonvord, march." As ho
novor gavo tho command "to halt" the
Georgian kop t on muroliiri until ho got
tired. Ho did not got his furlough.
SOHOOL BOOKS.
A Snbjoct of Gonoral Interest to Faronto
nnil Othors Having; Children to Kiliu
ciito.
. Tho four loading sohool book publish
ing houses of tho country which havo
horotoforo boon known undor tho fol
lowing stylos nnd tttlos, viz:
Van Antworp, Bragg & Co., Cincin
nati; lvlson, Blnkoman & Co., .Now
York; A. S. Bamos & Co., Now York;
D. Apploton Jb Co., Now York, aftor a
ull and caroful consideration of all tho
circumstances, havo dooldcd to form
an incorporated company for the; proso
Dinion of thosohool book business. Thoy
roallzo that tho tlmo hive como whon
somothlng" must bo dono and somo
hioans dovlsod for reducing tho cost of
bchool books to tho pooplo and for
enabling tho patrons of tho schools
to purchaso their supplies of books di
rect from tho publishers at not prlcos
whorovor thoy deslro so to do. Thoy
havo folt that tho futuro of thoir busi
ness Is seriously threatened by tho pop
ular projudico which has boon croatod
by tlio exorbitant prlcos chargod for
pohool books by tho local rotallor.
Thoro havo boon too many profits madi
oil of school books, and in reorganizing
thoir business into this now stock com
pany thoy do so for tho purposo and
with tho determination to establish
closor rolations with tho actual purchas
ers of tho books and glvo thom tho bon
ofit of tho lowost possiblo prlcos. To
accomplish this now doparturo In tho
mannor of furnishing sohool books at
reduced prlcos, a groator economy
In manufacturing tho books and
In conducting tho business must bq
practiced, and this is tho objoct hold in
viow by tho firms abovo named in
forming tho now company. Undor this
now organization ono plant and ono
forco of clorks and agonts will do tho
business which has horotoforo required
Sovoral cxponslvo establishments. Tho
saving of oxponso in this dlroction will
bo ovldont to any ono, and bosldo thi3
thoro will also bo a material advantago
to tho now company in tho fact that it
will bo ablo to got bottor tortus in pur
chasing tho papor, prin tors' ink and
othor matorial used in tho manufacture
of tho books
It has boon stated by tho competitors
and oppononts of this now companj
that as soon as it got3 control of the
trade in a Stato it will at onco incroasa
tho prico of books. Tho falsity ol
this criticism can not bo bottor proven
than by tho willingness of tho now com
pany to givo guaranty with satisfactory
bond in any reasonable amount, con
tracting as follows:
First, that thoro will bo no increase
in prlcos for five, ton or ovon twenty
yoars if desired; and second, that If at
any tlmo tho now company's prices shall
bo reduced to a lowor figure that to
duce'd prico will at onco bocomo tho
estahllshod prico undor all contracts.
To thoso who aro informod in tho
mattor it is woll known that tho
majority of tho school books now
in uso in tho schools throughout
tho country aro published by tho four
houses which havo formed tho now com
pany. It Is tho earnest dosiro of the
company to havo thoso books contin
ucd in uso in tho schools, and it will
aim to mako It for tho interest of tho
public to uso them.
By a generous policy tho now com
pany expects to increaso its busi
ness and to socuro tho widost possiblo
salo for its books, roallzing that the
only way in which this can bo accom
plished is by furnishing tho books to tho
pooplo direct and at lowor prices than
school books havo ovor boon bought
PLUCKING THE INNOCENT.
Joph Ally' Scheme iif.Swlmlltnc Within
tho lSountlrt of thu I.im.
It is now somo forty or fifty yoan
sinco .Tosoph Ady, tho clovor swindler,
victimized the pooplo of London. Ho
was a docont-looking olderly man, a
Quakor, with all tho oxtornal tokons of
respectability His peculiar lino of
"work" was this: Ho oxaminod as far as
tho moans woro afforded him lists of un
claimed dividends, estates and bequests
waiting for tho propor owners, and un
claimed proportygonorally. Notlnjr tho
names, ho sont lottors to individuals
boarlng tho samo apollativcs stating
that on thoir remitting him a guinea as
a foo thoy would bo informod of "somo
thlng to thoir advantago." Whon any
ono compiled ho duly sont a second lot
tor acquainting him that in such a list
was a sum or an ostato duo to a porson
of his namo, and on which ho might
havo claims worthy of boing investi
gated. It was undoniablo that tho in
Iormatlon might provo to tho advantago
of Ady's correspondent. Botweon this
"might bo" and tho unconditional prom
lso of somothlng to tho advantago of
tho correspondent lay tho debatable
ground on which it micht bo armied
that Ady was practicing a dishonost
businoss. It was too narrow a margin
fear legal purposes, and though ho was
ofton arrostcd ho escapod punishmont
and continued to flooco tho unwary. Ho
was boforo Sir Richard Biruio at tho
Bow stroot pollco court on tho 10th of
May, 1830, and an amusing intorviow
took placo botwoen tho judgo and tho
swlndlor. Tho latter stoutly maintained
tho logality of his businoss and roforred
to Mr. Hohorty, Sollcitor-Goneral of
Ireland, as ono of his patrons. Ady
escaped asusual. Chicago News.
Timely Attraction! of Women,
Tho groat art not -Juty whioh wo
mon havo to loarn in, says a living
writor, how to mako tlio host uso, in its
own tlmo, of tho vailous kinds of attrac
tion, tho various sorts of charm prac
ticable by thom each beautiful in its
way, but only porfoot whon in harmony
with ago and condition. For in stance,
tho simplicity of a child is Billinoss in a
full-grown girl; tho unsuspecting frank
noss of a girl is looso-llppodnossand un
dignified want of rotlconco in a woman;
tho instinotivo coquotry and dosiro to
oxcito admiration and lovo, in amnidon,
bocomo folly and hoartlossnoss and, a
fixed habit of inconstancy and, as timo
goos on, a ghoulish craving in a matron;
and bo on through tho wholo list N, Y.
Lcdgor.
Her Wiiy.
"I'll bo homo by tpn o'clook, doar,"
said Mr. Clubman, a month aftor his
marriage; "but If I'm not, don't wait for
mo."
"No, I won't, dear," said Mrs. Club
man. And sho didn't. At ono mlnuto past
ton alio wont aftor hor spouse, and
brought him homo. Sinco thon ho ia
Uomo promptly ovory night at ton aliuro.
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