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"If you can wait till Saturday afternoon IU do It then." "That's what you said last week," Mrs. Andrews remonstrated. "I waitr ed till Saturday and then you said you would-put up the shelf when you fin ished reading the paper. By that time you had forgotten it." "Well, then, I suppose it's up to me to do it now," he said. "Where's the shelf?" "Out in the kitchen. Do you need help?" "You needn't stir," he said, gener ously. "I can do it, all right." In a few minutes after he disap peared his wife heard his apologetic tones. "I'm sorry to bother you," he said, "but where do you want that shelf?" His wife could not count the num ber of times she bad told him she wanted it put up over the sink, but she went patiently and indicated the place with her finger. "Oh, seems to me you did say some thing about that," he acknowledged. "It won't take me a minute, so you needn't bother to wait when you're so tired." She went back to her sewing and had taken several stitches before he called again. "Say, do you know where the mischief the hammer's gone to?" "It is in the tool drawer," she an swered. "That is, unless you've had it since I put it away." "It isn't there," he cried, triumphant ly. "I've already looked there." Mrs. Andrews went out to the kitch en and hunted for the missing ham mer. "It beats all how things get lost in this house," he said. "That girl is the limit. It's sheer carelessness." "That's what I've always said," Mrs. Andrews agreed, sweetly, as she fished the hammer out from under the stove. "Here it is." The husband had the grace to laugh. "That time I was stung," he said. "I used the hammer this morning to pound a nail in my shoe and I re member my foot struck it as I left the room, so I must have kicked it under the stove. Where aTe the nails?" "Aren't screws better?" "Screws!" he exclaimed. "In that wood? Nothing but long nails would hold that shelf. I haven't the slightest idea where there are any." Mrs. Andrews found the nails and went back to her work. "Alice!" her husband called pres ently. "Would you mind holding the shelf while I pound?" She went out again and held it while he hammered away for dear life. She was also properly sympathetic when the nails bent. "There seems to be a confounded beam in the way," he said. "I'll have to bore holes first. You go and sit' down and I'll call you when I need help." He was as good as his word, for she was scarcely seated when she was summoned again. "Do you know where the bit is?" he asked. "I've been hunting an age for it." She opened the tool drawer and took it out. "Well, that beats all!" he ex claimed. "I looked there. It must have been under that box. It's very hard to find anything with the box of nails in there." She had sewed a full seam when she looked up and saw him standing in the doorway. "You were quiet," she said. "I didn't hear you do much hammering." "I had to give it up," he told her. "Those nails are worthless and I knocked quite a bit of plaster down trying to make them stay in. I'll get better nails and put it up some other time." When his wife had taken care of the tools and sent for the girl to sweep up the plaster she finished her sewing without so much as a reference to the shelf. Indeed, it was not mentioned again for six weeks. Then Andrews spoke of it himself. "Great Scott!" he cried, aghast. "I'll put up that shelf at once. I never thought of it till 1 put my hand into my pocket just now and found the nails I bought." "Never mind," she said. "You are pretty tired to-night, and anyhow Bertha and I put up that shelf with •crews six weeks ago." Avoiding infection of Milk. In order to eliminate all danger of infection from dirty milk bottles, and to place the distribution of whole milk on a strictly sanitary basis, the New York milk committee, in its seven in fants' milk depots, is using for the first time in New York city a single service paper milk bottle, which it instructs its patrons to throw away as Foon as it is emptied of milk.—Scientific American. For Home Happiness. The road .to home happiness lies ever small stepping stones: slight cir cumstances are the stumbling blocks of families. A co!d, unkind word checks and withers the blos=om of the dearest love, as the most delicate rings of the vine are troubled by the (tointest breeze.—Jesse. By GENE BARORD Conductor Carter stepped into thi caboose of the west-bound freight, a slip of yellow paper in his hand. Ha shook the rain from hl cap and sat down. Addressing the repaired flag man sitting in the opposite side of the caboose he said: "Mulligan, was you intepdln' to go up to Magnolia to night on 1?" "Sure I was," replied Mulligan. "Why?" "Oh, nothin', only you ain't goln', for the track is washed out from Min eral Hill clear up to. Red Oak. This train won't leave the sldin' to-night. Mulligan." "Oh, Lord," cried the flagman. "An* I promised my girl I'd be up for sure to-night. Ain't that tough luck, now?" "Oh, I don't know. Mulligan. Worse things than that might happen. Did I ever tell you fellows ahout the time when I was telegraph operator back home?" "You never told me nothin,' Sheri dan," said Mulligan, "except to take my flag and get out." "Well, it's a kind of queer story, but it's on the level, all right. I was night man at Green's Sidin'. It was very lonesome Uiere, and nobody to talk to except the railroad men that came in. About fifteen miles east of our place was Anderson's Sidin'. The operator there was a fellow by the name of Billy Davis, with whom I used some times to talk over the wire so I wouldn't get sleepy. "About half way between Green's and Anderson's there was a small stream called Mill run. The bridge over this creek wasn't much of a bridge, but they ran heavy freights over it, and there had never been any trouble, but at this time of year the March floods made the creek carry on like a young Mississippi. "Well, one night about nine o'clock, while at my desk I began to feel creepy and nervous. I tried to shake it off, but no use, so I called Billy up. When he answered 'Hello, Sheridan,' I tried to answer him, but couldn't. "I made one final effort and was going to tell Bill that all was right, but this is what I really said: 'Mill run bridge down. Hold 29.' Somehow I seemed to feel better after saying this, although I had no earthly reason for making such a statement. "An hour later I received this mes sage from Bill: 'If you had been one minute later, Sheridan, with your mes sage. they'd be fishing dead men out of Mill Rur. creek.' And he told the truth, too, for the bridge had given way just as 29 was scheduled to pass over it. "I don't know whether it was a pr^ monition or not, but this is how some of the railroad boys explained it to me: "It seems that many years before I ever was put on at Green's Sidin', the operator at that place was taken sud denly ill one night, and Julie Mack, daughter of a railroad engineer, fear ing accidents, volunteered to take his place. "Well, there was a rear-end col lision just above Green's. The flag man's legs were broken, and he couldn't flag the flyer, which waa soon due. He struggled to Julie's of fice and told her. She grabbed the lantern, ran down the track, stopped the train all right, but stumbled right in front of the engine, and was picked up dead. "Julie's sweetheart was running the flyer that night, and the thought that his engine had killed her drove him insane. "And the fellows say that Julie's spirit is with the operators at Green's Sidin' in time of trouble, and that it was she that dictated the message I sent to Billy Davis that night. "There's my story believe it or knock it, just as you please, but it's my opinion that Julie Mack saved 29 from going into Mill Creek run." Singing Teachers of Milan. Milan is the chief market in the world for human voices and the city boasts of over 200 singing teachers. Competition among them is very keen. Each teacher has a different method of teaching singing and a special sys tem for developing the voice. For in stance one teachei has invented an ap paratus of wood shaped like a triangle which he introduces into the pupil's mouth. Another makes the pupil lie flat on the floor and while he is sing ing places weights #n his chest to in crease resistance. Still another teacher walks up and down a corridor while the pupil takes a note which has to be prolonged un til the corridor is traversed a certain number of times. A note of three cor ridors is considered good, a note of six is excellent. Some teachers have secret systems. There is one who makes his pupils swear on the Scrip ture not to reveal his method, which he considers so good that the pupil can select independently of the nature of his voice what to become, a tenor, barytone or bass. New Discoveries of Radium. Valuable deposits of radium-bearing pitchblende are said to have been dis covered on the McCloud river in Cali fornia. Similar discoveries are also reported in the Cripple Creek district in Colorado. Pitchblende is a rock, tons and tons of which must be ground up, treated chemically, washed, precipitated and filtered, over over again to obtain a few grains ol trie precious radium-bearing salts