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l& ApdIg Trees.
!v T. UrifH Vim llni'ktrti.
Int -iih'j white heat, Willi a streak of
ydow dust marking the road; without
ir:f cincnt the leave hung limp and
.brown, except when the hot air idirred
tli' in like restless bilii of parchment.
A dust covered cart on the highway,
'"! ; f ml master alike in their ph
deavois to compromise- with bleep;
there vi;h a world of regret in the way
Billy raiinl bis foreleg.!, and his head.
At the cros.s-road.-t Dave drew the
rein idiarply, to Billy'a discomfiture,
lied I.; next Hurpri.se l.ty in the fact of
hi:; being i topped In front of a cottage,
a rt range little cottage to him, and
one iJmost hidden frcn view oy the
overgrowth of tangled vines.
With laboring determination Dave
di: mounted, raid drew from under the
seat a square box. ' imu Led and re
marked with loreign til amps and la
.I'ok; then he re-adjusted his specta
cles and read the inscription: "Miss
Margaret Harway, Union ville, N. C."
"Eggs and hominy!" Dave ex-"
claimed, in lieu of a mightier oath,
what's cmi:,," to the old lady? Hain't
He. vi her h cn to ten years; may he
sbo dc 'raid of her complexion."
Dave I softly to himself. "They
my Hi ,- i-s haunted; it's mighty
queer, - lieiTi-'lC with that slip of
a prirl." ,
J.Sy this time he had passed the gate,
which stood, by will or otherwise, hos
pitably open, stumbled through the
thick matted era?s, and finally reached
the dnor. It was cooler there, for no
sunlight could penetrate the heavy fo
liage; the appreciative, spiders had
.hung their fantastic drawn work
around the porch, while the musty
smell of retting timbers excluded the
sweeter odors natural to the country.
Although Dave tried to adjust his
rheumatic, old knuckles to a mere tap,
the sound echoed and re-echoed
through the house as though intent
upon a hearing and presently the door
was opened, the rusty hinges creaking
and groaning in their unusual effort
Whatever fear Dave may have felt
before, it was unmistakable terror now
that seized him and held him an un
willing prey, for the face that returned
his fascinated gaze was drawn and
haggard, and as colorles as marble.
The eyes Dave never forgot to his
dying day that look of horror realized,
of death, dead hopes and unutterable
"At last! At last!" she moaned. "At
last, to find rest! Oh, Cod. at last, at
last!" Then, without further ado, , she
droped motionless at Dave's feet.
Dave's kindly nature getting the bet
ter of his fear, he knelt beside the j
prostrate woman and raised, her head, j
"If Tliad a sup of water," he said,
looking helplessly around. j
- But before be had come to any con
clusion she made an effort to rise, and
with Dave's acslstancy slowly stood
upon her feet and leaned against the
wall, trembling in every limb.
Suddenly from above came the
sound cf a quick step, then a burst of
song that died away in the distance;
but it seemed to excite the womaa to
"Quick! Quick!" she said, opening
the door of a small closet. "Put the
the " motioning with her thin,
shaking hand toward the box.
As Da'.e did her bidding and drew
back, she took the key from the lock
and dropped it, into her pocket, a look
of relief coming into her haggard face,
to be replaced the next moment by one
of "anxiety and fear, for from above
came again that voice, singing some
long forgotten song. With her finger
on her lips, she gently pushed the very
willing Dave, toward the door. Poor
lady! it was a very gentle push, for she
M3 still shaken by the force of her
emotions. As to Dave, he never
turned when the door closed,, not he!
With a speed that indicated a happy re
lease, he hurried down the untrodden
pith to the more cheerful company of
Margaret Harway stood still where
he lei'i; her, trying to recover her
strength, then, groping her way
toward a door, opened it and vanished
within. Almost at the same momert
there came down the stairs a young
g 'r! of ,-o:r.e 20 years; the 'had a win-e0i.-.
face, but her full ;;lory lay in the
f i i: i'
of beautiful nam pueu nign on
i.-.p'ly head, and held in place by
i 'shaped comb. One forgot to
the fashion in wonder at her
,:;,( r. did you call? I thought
; Godmother, where are
;i moment she tood irresolute,
i; n a ihrug of her shoulders,
(,u to the kitchen. Hre it wa"
nfortlcss; tlie low ceiling wan
heavy r:.fiei:;; the win
i,.h! on a liny kitchen garden.
an 1 by the door .uarr.nrct stood, look
ing out upon the F'-ere, the ml run
(I hc( ndmg amid u fclory of golden col
or that promb'd heat on the morrow.
To Evnngt Hue what u world lay be
yond the brohi n old palings that had
at one tlni fenced In their narrow lot
a world of laughter und hoik, peo
pled with men and women ol chival
rous nature, or honor and noble d -eds!
From chihluood she had known no
other home hut that of her godmother.
Margaret had taught In r all she knew,
and nature supplied the rest as she
wandered thronuh wood and m-atiow,
for she was an apt pupil.
It wa:', while on one of thes- t ripi
that she met l'aul Dainway, an artist,
of no mean ability, an J, like herself,
alone In the woild. Irresistibly tiiey
wi re drawn to each othT, and before
many summer (lays had passed they
had plighted thir troth in the good
old-fashioned way that cannot be im
Kvangeline kept this srciet from her
godmother, knowing h r halitual re
serve, her shrinking from neighbors
who had oner-d kindly cervices. IIc:w
randi more would she resent Paul's
presence! The future was theirs, the
moment sufficed; why trouble for the
It was early that evening when
Evangeline retired to her room; she
had intended reading one of Paul's
books, hut the beauty of the night
stayed her, and she threw herself on
the bed to watch the sky studded with
its myriads of mysteries. How long
fhe slept she could not tHl, but sud
denly she sat bolt upright with the con
viction that something strange wa3
occurring. Was she dreaming? She
rubbed her eyes; no, there was her god
mother in the garden, a box in one
hand, a small spade in the other. What
was she doing at that hour of the
night? Why this secrecy? She shud
dered as she leaned out of the window
and watched the tall, silent form reel
ing toward the most deserted portion
of the garden. Should she follow?
Her honor forbade. Breathless, she
awaited her godmothers' return, but
some time elapsed before she came
tottering toward the house. She was
muttering to herself, but the girl
could not hear her words.
The next morning Margaret Harway
was found dead in her chair. "Heart
failure" the doctor pronounced the
cause of her deaih, and heart failure
it was. Very gently Evangeline took
from the clenched fingers some old let
ters, and tying them together laid
them reverentlv away.
After tha death of her godmother,
Kvangeline yielded to Paul's desire to
an immediate marriage; alone, with
out money or friends, it seemed her
only possible course. She turned in
stinctively to Paul, and he did not fail
To clear the ground around the
house was Paul's duty as well a3 his
pleasure. At first it seemed a hope-
bes task, but by degrees the flower beds
took form and outline, until the only
remaining tangle was the far corner
under the apple tree.
As tjtey drew near the spot, one af
ternoon, intending to work there,
Evangeline shuddered and drew back.
"It vvas here she came on that dread
ful night," she whispered to her hus
brfnd. "I could ree her busy amons;
the bushes. Oh, Paul, what was she
PiMl drew her toward him.
"My darling, you must forget. Just
as the weeds and 'mould have been
cleared from the old place, so the
shadows must pass from my darling.
Come, he brave, this is our last task."
He struck his spade into the earth,
and threw up the rich black mould.
Suddenly -he stopped.
"There is something here," he said,
running his hand through the loose
earth. "Who knows but what it is a
fortune? It is a box," he said more
seriously, drawing it forth with some
Evangeline was clinging
to a tree
"Oh, Paul, do not touch it! Put it
back put it back! I know it must be
something dreadful, something we do
not want to know. If you love me,
Paul, bury it quickly!"
There was so much anguished en
treaty in her voice that he did as she
"We will leave it," he said reluc
tantly, "but we owe it to ourselves and
to her to solve this mystery. Come,
we will look through the old papers
and letters you have laid away." And
so, with his arm around her,' they
went into the house and up the stairs.
At first it seemed as though the mys
tery would not be solved, at any rate
by the letters; but finally Evangelino
leaid before Paul the letter she had
taken' from the dead woman's hand,
then, looking over her husband's
shoulder, she read with him:
"Margaret: There is a just retri
bution for every sin mortal man com
mits. Of this fact I am an apt illus
tration No future could brine" morn
n.,ish thaa that whi,h T endure.
Margaret, I. who would have given by
lile for you, have givtn my-.;oul, I am
des:jis?d of you.
"hi a mad hour I forged my employ
er's signature. We were so poor, Mar
garet, so desperately poor! To see
you toiling day after day was torture
I could not stand, and temptation over
came me and I fell may a just Power
condone my fin! When the real'zatioa
ca'Ti, when I fully undTfltoort thf d!
Krncp and losn of Felf rospec t th-n,
my darling, my wife, I knew but of on
way to Have you; first, to make wha
reparation lay in my power, then to
have you, my baby, and my country.
Thus my crime would remain hidden.
"Knowing your upright soul, your
purity and honor, I will never ask yoi
to live with mo again, hut will think
of you and our hlld in the littlhoma
bought with honciit money. No one
known you there; resume your maiden
name, for mine would soil you, and If
you have on faint ppark of love for
your erring husband, keep the knowl
edge of the crime w hich has separated
us from out child, our tiny Evangeline.
"To return to America would mean
arrest, public dishonor and imprison
ment I havr hut one thought death
I live that I may die, for to die
means to be near you.
"Some day there wil come to the lit
tle brown house a box. Hury it under
the c.ld apple tree. Margaret, I re
turn to you what has always been
your 4 the heart that once throbbed
with every glad emotion, now dead."-
SHOT A SEA SERPZNT.
Aft kj1 m On I ft IlHlf-lunu'i Simly of II In.
lit Hiort Kiini;.
A monstrous sea serpent, vicious and
awful looking, was the sight that
brought fright to the crew of the
schooner Samuel R. Hubbard only a
few days ago. This vessel, of which
Cpt Mahaffey is, master, has just ar
rived at Brunswick, Ga., from New
York. Her commander, as is well
known to all the north Atlantic ports,
vouches for the authenticity of the
story, and the facts are corroborated
by his first mate, Mr. Covedale. Capt.
"It was on the 23d instant, in north
latUtudo 34 degrees 41 minutes, and
west longitude 76 degrees 10 minutes.
Thv- ship was lying becalmed about 12
nowi, when the chief mate called my
attention to something in the water
jufc abeam, a quarter of a roil
oft. A long, slim object, mov
ing from side to side, and
ccming toward us with such great
rapidity that It looked like an old
thrtsher at work. It very quickly
worked under our quarter, and in the
cl4y water we saw the queerest fish
out. As it lay quiet within about 15
feet of t.e vessel, it appeared to be
about 30 feet long by three feet in cir
cumference. A smooth body, showing
no fins but the dorsals, three of them,
one short, one, say, about a foot long,
near the head. Then half way down,
the body a long tail-like fin about
seven feet long and about five inches
wide, and near the tail a small kind
fin. The tail was unlike a fish, ending
at a point, without a. fin. The body
was a deep pink color to the middle,
and darkening to a light brown at the
"The head was fully three feet long,
the mouth close to the top. The eyes
were large and close to the top of the
head. We had a good look at the fel
low, as he stayed by fully half an hour.
Then the mat'j got a shotgun and as
the fish lay with half of his upper body
exposed, sent a cnarge of sinal shot in.
It evidently hurt him, for he leaped
out of the water half his legnth, and
sounded like a whale. It came to the
surface in a few seconds, and if it kept
up the gait it started with the serpent
is near the western coast of Africa by
this time." Atlanta Journal.
TIib Order of St. I'atrlck.
The death of Lord Dufferin leaves a
vacancy in the Order of St. Patrick
which the man In the street, at any
rate, has had no hesitation in filling. If
Lord Kitchener is not an Irishman, he
was born in Ireland. As instituted by
George III. February 5, 1783, the Or
der comprised the sovereign and 15
knights, exclusive of royal and semi
royal personages. It row comprises a
grand master and 22 knights. The
grand master is the lord lieutenant.
Thus, Lord Cadogan is K. G. and K. P.
The chancellor of the order is the chief
secretary of Ireland. Lord Charlemont
is the usher of the Black Rod. The
doyen is Sir Richard Edmund St. Law
rence Boyle, Earl of Cork. He was
born in 182G. Lord Dufferin was next
in point of seniority. The junior
member at present is the Earl of Long
ford, captain 2d Life Guards, who
served in South Africa with his regi
ment, and who, as captain 13th Im
perial Yeomanry, was one of the
wounded in Lindley fight. Pall Mall
Klioile Wan linpreil by Trifle.
With all his greatness of conception
it was curious how Cecil Rhodes was
impressed by trifles. He related how,
when in London during the raiders'
trial, full of disappoinement and appre
hension, he found nothing so cheering
as the recognition of the London bus
drivers as he took his morning ride.
They got to know him; they touched
their hats to him in a half-friendly, ad
miring . way, though he seemed just
then to be at the ebb of his fortunes.
. "When you have the people with you
like that," he said, "you know you're
nd the demonstrations of the un-
raduates when he took his LL. D.
(i .res affected him in the tame man
cr. ,!t was curious to hear the man
who had dene so much refer to such
'i'.l'-s in Uie career with gratltuda.
l lift I.aihMrr h ml I lift 4inl
A 1'dmttT bold ud H iliKldlled cnb
Went Ollt fur a Hllll toi-ttuT;
JSut ttm lml blow cold, n I th warn ran
A nd iht lotiHter cried : "Oh, my! Oh, my!
'J til- truly U awful wcut;,cr!
Ami Hway to Minn I think 1 will lib',
yr it I wet, why ! why ! why ! why !
I'd never i((t over It, imvcr!"
'1 ho CtirUUiui lU'gUtur.
( no-it it it fcllprrM It ion.
There is a quaint old rhyme about
sneezing which runs as follows:
Sneeze on Monday, sneeze for dan
ger. Sneeze on Tuesday, kiss a stranger.
Sneeze on Wednesday, have a letter.
Sneeze on Thursday, something bet
Sneeze on Friday, sneeze for sorrow.
Sneeze on Saturday, see true love to
morrow. A sneeze on Sunday meant a visit
from the parson the next day, and a
good old English housewife set every
thing in order against his coming.
The sneeze has certain unfailing tra
ditions attached to it, especially among
the early English peasants, and, hand
ed down to our day, they have become
The number of time anyone sneezes
was always noticed, and the meaning
proclaimed with a serious or cheerful
face as the case might be according to
the number of sneezes. Nowadays
even the least superstitious will say,
"Bless you," or pat you on the back
three times or lour or five times, ac
cording to the number of sneezes.
Sneezing was considered very health
ful, and for this reason, snuff became a
fashion, which grew to be harmful, as
snuff takers found it hard to break
away from the custom. New York
A Ilonpltal Story.
Once there were two little girls. The
mother was down East visiting a sick
relative, probably a sister, may be a
father. The two little girls had been
left with the dressmaker.
At their home stayed the dressmak
er, and sewed on their buttons and
curled their hair and fed them candy
between meals while their mother was
down East visiting her sick relative.
The candy was only the stick pep
permint kind, with pink stripes that
swerved around it till you were dizzy.
It stayed on a top shelf, which also
made you dizzy.
The little girls climbed upon the step
ladder to get some more from the top
shelf. Dressmakers should keep
candy on the cutting table or sewing
Something slipped. Maybe it was
the step ladder. It wasn't the candy,
for the little girls had that in their
hands when they were picked up..
They also had a sprained ankle and. a
broken arm. They cried for the dress
maker and for the mother who was
down East visiting a sick relative.
Then, in spite of the broken arm and
the sprained ankle, whiie they cried,
"Oh," said the one with the sprained
ankle, "Now, we'll go to the hospital,
and be the children that we visit."
"Oh, goody!'' cried the one with the
broken arm. "W 11 be operated."
So, when the dressmaker, hurrying
upstairs, found them, they said with
one accord, "Do, dear dressmaker, take
us around the corner to the hospital.."
The poor worried dressmaker
thought of the mother down East vis
iting a sick relative. She thought, tooi
of the father on his way to bring her
home. She borrowed a baby carriage,
and two little girls were soon put to
bed in two pretty white cots. The
Children's ward of the hospital held,
new patients. Convalescent children
wheeled by in rolling chairs. Some air
most ready for home, walked, up? to
"Were you both operated?" ,"Hve
you been run over?" "Div you have- a
growth behind your nose as big as a
dollar?" "Nurse says I'm her talking
machine." "Did you bring some new
playthings?" "Let's all play opera
Then the hoy with the bandaged foot
pretends to chlorform with an ato
mizer. As each little cot bound child
pretends to come under its influence, a
transfer picture is pasted on its, hand,
and the operation is over.
Two little girls in a hospital.
The mother down east visiting a sick
A sprained ankle and a broken arm
A poor distressed dressmaker calling
each day at the hospital and finding
two very joyful children.
Hurry home, mother, visiting your
sick relative. Mother shocked that
your two little daughters are in the
Two little girls with a happy exper
ience. Two little girls wheeled home in a
baby carriage. Christian Register.
Jimmy' Flrt Sumlx? In f liurcli,
Jimmy waa three years cli. He lived
with his parents in a pretty country
town, and what he dasired more than
anything else in the world every tira-
Sunday morning came around, was to
go to church, lie did not know what a
chvnh wic, nor why lh jicmi- went
tin but he w b. ;;;.i r d and ;.o.st. time
eVi .1 howled tthm he H.vv lilt j,i ; a am'
niij inui i;o out of th raK- o:i tin-it
way to ihunh, hi lu.minui wearing
h'-r uiTtty gown and bonnet, and bifl
pi'pa. in hi shining; Mailt clothed and
Li Mil hat I'.IiMcnlng In the huh. Rut
whn he becK -d to go with them IU
mamma ulway stld: "Jimmy Is too
little; when he is bigger and older he
shall go with ii4 every Sunday."
And Jimmy hoped tha in a vry
short time he would bo a big ad hia
father, then he could go to church and
would no lon er b obliged to stay sit
home with Nora. Nora was the girl
who cooked the dianer and who nlway
said- "Sure je nat have a thine fact
be the toini the f,-tks will be cumin
home," and. seizing him by the arm,
she would wash hi face, rubbing his
nose uphill and filling his tyea with
Rut one Sunday morning something
happened;, Nora saht she was going to
a picnic and must go before dinner.
Jimmy knew what a picnic was, for h.
had attended one, and he wondered if
Nora, too, would play high-spy. and
make herself tick eating cake. Mam
ma said: "Nora you cannot go to the
picnic today; there will be no one to
stay with Jimmy."
"Small difference docs that make to
me,'" replied Nora. "L've promised me
frins, and to the picnic I'll be goin'.
Ye can take Jimmy to church wid ye."
"Oh, no'" said, mamma. "He is such,
a chatterbox be would be sure to talk..
He could not posibly keep still."
"I want ta go! Iwant to go-o-o!"'
Finally mamma said: "Very well,
you may go, since there ia no other
Nora remained long enough to drese.
Jimmy, though she was in such a hurry
that she not only rubbed his nose the
wrong way and filled his eyes with
suds, but she pulled his curls so hard
in combing his hair that he would have
cried had he not been so happy.
When the church bells all over the
town began to ring Jimmy started out
with his papa and mamma, holding a
hand of each, and stepping high, for
he felt very proud.
"Now, remember, Jimmy," said,
mamma, "yon must be very quiet; you
must not say one word. in. the church;
do you hear me?"
"No one talks in: church; it is very
wrong to do so," she added.
"Would a big wolf eat 'em up if they
did?" asked Jimmy, who remembered
the wolf that ate up Red. Ridinghood.
Mamma paused to speak to a friend and.
did not hear him, but he felt sure her
answer would, have been "Yes."
What a lot of people there were ia
the church! He tried to stand up in
the pew and. look at them, but mam
ma seized him and sat him down again
a good deal quicker than was at all.
pleasant. It was very quiet; Jimmy
wondered what would happen next.
Pretty soon he saw his Aunt Dolly
come in and take a seat across the
aisle. He was, very fond of his Aunt
Dolly. She lived out in the country
and sire brought Jimmy something
nice every time she came to town.
Sometimes it was a big, shining red
apple, sometimes it was a bag of hick
ory nuts, and only yesterday she had,
brought a delightful gingerbread, man
with two currants for eyes and. a piece
of cinnamon bark for a cigar.. Jimmy
had eaten him all up even to. the eyes,,
and his cigar, and. had, wished, that the
gingerbread, man, had a twin brother,
that he might have eaten him also..
Aunt DoDy Looked at him and smil
ed; and Jimmy smiled back at her.
Then a horrible thought struck him.
Perhaps Aunt Dolly did not know that
it was wrong to; talk in church,!. What
if she should say something, to. Mm as
she seemed to want to do?: Then the
wolf in, the flapping night cap, as he
had seen it in, one of his books at home
would coma and eat Aunt Dolly all
up! Jimmy's, mind was instantly made
"Aunt Dolly," he called ut ia hi3
high shrill voice, "you mustn't talk in
church,, or the wolf'll eat you."
A good many people looked around
and smiled. Papa frowaed, and mam
ma whispered to Jimmy to be quiet.
A tall man now went up some steps
at the end of the room, and people sang.
Then baskets were passed around with
money in them. Papa put in a piece
and Jimmy wanted to take out a bright
new dime, but the basket went past so
rapidly that he did not have a chance
to get it. Pretty soon the tall man be
gan to talk, which was wrong, Jimmy
thought and he called out:
"If you talk like that the wolffll
get you; he will swallow you alt
Then papa tvk his little boy in his
arms and carried hira out of doors and
back home and Jimmy did not attend
church again for a long time. Chica
Hi Fmnll i:ny' I Inn.
"Willie," she said, "if you cat any
n ere of those preserves I'll give you
'"Yen wouldn't whip a" sick boy,
would you?" he asked pathetically.
"Of ' ourse ret."
"Then I'll eat enough to make trio
sick." Chicago Tost.
I A full crown elephant can carry
three tons on its back.