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,hrn v.T.iry an. won, with the hirudin m,L m hf routed pr:?.
V ' " """'I" "' '.' .p.iir hour 'round i..e an. I ,nit oi.t the blue ol th- ,.!.!;
U Iiih-s hen I l(t-i .U.-.Mir.u.-.! and burdened )r.-iu 1,,-nni.n the ,-ad
I Int m nn. to (.mi-(!.. !v iiVrwIt.'lm Mm- win',,. rtu-zinj along lh" ruugli r.
""'".l"r '"'"'I. that I turn me nwav from tin- wi-rhj and fntwinc
iV.y iiiiii.4 i. nvu I the one ulio Mill love hie-U.i noMcii haired baby f mine
Wlnt temptation ran I not conquer? What liaUVn iv.t win, if the prio
V .1 "l 'i'1'"1 ,!" ",l";itl"1' "-'t '"'"H i" "V ) 1 1 !.- one' rye.i?
itli her dimpled r.iniH throwi around inc. nnd her baby xwo in my car
1 it l" m niimsIiimi; forever about me, ami all of my doubts disappear.
Hit' l.tacoiiH i.f hope t Jin t in-pii'f me an the love-hght that tniHtfullv hine
in the l.rown cyi of one who ndona me this golden hr.ucd luly of mine.
'I ho bWom ,,i uprim; may all sillier nn. the l.ir.ls J.iso tlicir power of gong,
t 111'' lias a sweeter attraction than (1km.- to entire me along;
Jhr muile, lil;,. the MinheamH (,f noon. lay, brihg igiadncxand warmth nn.l gnyj cheer,
jmi.I drives ml the shadows f daihncH-i ami ilo.dit that u re hoverm" near
Co I take nvvay Ironi me fori ver the rirlus of earth, hut enshrine
lhe wealth of the love of my treasure '.hi no'.. lcn-hnirrd l.ahv of mirio.
A. I'.nninstool, in Ibifhdo Neva.
Case of Where Mistaken Identity TurneJ
THE Longworth family wore
oxoltodthat If, nil of thorn
except Maurice, who was
never known to get excited
Mrs. Longworth had just finished
reading a letter aloud. Sho laid the
cream-tinted, perfumed sheet with its
gold and violet monogram on her table,
took off her glasses and looked at the
girls with a pleased smile.
"So Geoffrey's wife is actually com
ing to visit us at last. She will bo here
In a week's time, and we must lie pre
pared to make her visit as pleasant
"I wonder what she will be like, and
if she is really as pretty as her pho
tograph," said Ilildegarde.
: "You may be sure she Isn't," said
Maurice disagreeably; "she would have
had her pictures taken full face if she
were. Depend upon It, her profile is
the best cf her."
"For my part," said Evelyn, "I don't
care what she looks like, If she is only
nice and good fun."
"Well, she won't be that, either,"
persisted Maurice, who was in one of
his "contrary" moods; "no woman with
a profile like that ever had a grain of
common souse. Look at that nose
vanity; that mouth frivolity; that chin
weakness and willfulness. No, you
won't like Geoffrey's wife, and I shall
"You have always pretended to dis
approve of her just because we all
admired her, I suppose," said Evelyn,
crossly, "You do dearly love to bo
contrary. But don't go and make your
self obnoxious to her on principle.
You'll have to help entertain her and
you can be perfectly charming when
Maurice bowed satirically.
f"ConsIdcr yourself thanked. But that
complimentary sugar-coating dees not
sufficiently disguise the unpalatable
pill of your last sentence. I was never
cut out for a martyr, and I shall ef
face myself as absolutely as possible
during Mrs. Geoffrey Longworth's. so
journ here. I'll bo civil to her, of
course, unless she provoke me to be
otherwise but that is all you need ex
pect. I give you fair warning."
And Maurice tossed away his cigar
and sauntered out of the room with a
f-'Geoffrey Longworth, the older
brother, had gone to a Western city
several years previously and in due
time had taken to himself a wife. Her
photograph presented a very pretty
girl in a very smart gown.
The Lougworths had never seeu Mrs.
Geoffrey, but she w.ts coming to visit
them at last. Geoffrey himself, in his
capacity as civil engineer, was going to
accompany an ethnological expedition
to some ancient ruin in Central Amer
ica, and his wife would spend the time
of absence with her hitherto unseen
A week later Mrs. Geoffrey 'Long-
worth arrived, a tall, self-possessed
young woman, irreproachably gowned.
She had a charming smile, a liqu.'dly
sweet voice and a perfect manner.
Mrs. Longworth and the girls greeted
her with affectionate kisses, and Mau
rice bent his dark head before her,
his languid brown eyes flashing with
"Like very like not altogether she,"
ho quoted under his breath as he
dropped into his chair at the tea
table. lie felt bewildered. This girl
was so unlike what he had expected.
She was glurious, with her large, dark
pray eyes that were violet in the
shadow, the ripe bloom on her oval
cheeks and the splendid lights and
shadows of her dead-black hair. Why
had he always fancied that Geoffrey's
wife was a pallid blonde? He was
quite ready to pronounce her divine.
Mrs. Geoffrey was accustomed to
r needy conquests. She had read in his
eyes, successively, surprise, admira
tion, full surrender. It was such de
"I think I am . going to like my
brother-in-law very much," she said,
when she was nlon. and looking at
her charming reflection in the glass.
Thonhe gave a little sigh.
"What a piry and what a shame!"
she murmured. "If Geoff just knew.
Uvt he doesn't. He's buried in the
Central Africa ruins by this time or is
;t Central America? And I, Mrs. Geof
frcv Lcngwerth, am hero, moaning to
have the verv host time in the world,
nt-d not to be bothered by conscience.
science Indeed! I left it behind
me. And who could have Imagined
that poor, plain Geoff would have such
a handsome brother?"
Mrs. Geoffrey speedily won her way
into nil hearts. Geoffrey's mother and
sisters adored her, his old friends ad
mired her, and even those most merci
less of critics, his former sweethearts,
could find no flaw in her. She was
an emphatic success.
Maurice was devoted to her. They
discovered that they had all their
tastes in common. They were both
musical; they liked the same books,
the same songs, the same amusements.
Maurice wondered a dozen times a
day how Geoff, plain, plodding, com
monplace Gooff, had managed to win
such a girl.
"The attraction of opposites, I sup
pose," he thought savagely. "Geoff
was always a lucky dog."
Mrs. Geoffrey did not often speak of
her husband. Neither did 6ho write to
"lie hasn't any address," she said
frankly, when Mrs. Longworth asked
her for It. "Dear me, don't you know
he Is simply buried In Central Amer
ica? He can't write to me or I to him
until he gets back to the coast. Anx
ious? Oh, no, not at all. Geoff has a
chronic habit of turning up safe and
"To think that I should have hated
you once"1 said Maurice to her one
"I knew you liked nie against your
will at first," said Mrs. Geoffrey. "Why
"I never liked your photograph?"
"Isn't It a good one?" demurely.
"Good? Well, I suppose it Is as far
as features go. But it isn't you. The
expression Is altogether wrong."
Mrs. Geoffrey got up and turned the
photograph in question toward the
lucre : Let it stay so. I never
liked it myself, but Geoff thought it
One day Maurice made a discovery
It was at Mrs. Anderson's garden
party, whore Mrs. Geoffrey carried on
a rather marked flirtation with Charlie
Scott. She was somewhat more given
to such an amusement, people thought
than a young woman who had a hus-
band exploring Central America ruins
ought to be. But Mrs. Geoffrey was
serenely indifferent to public opinion
She smiled at Charlie Scott with eyes
and lips, talked to him In her velvety
undertones, and finally disappeared
down a shady path with him.
Maurice had been watching them
with a scowl. When they passed out
of his sight he went home. It was of
no use to pretend to himself th.he
was angry at Mrs. Geoifrcyjtfv
tions on Geoffrey's account. foil'
that lie loved and lie was hone.i,,-Ap
palled. He shut himself up in his room
for the rest of the day and tried to
think the matter squarely out. Even
tually he came to a resolution and by
way of keeping it lie began to avoid
Mrs. Geoffrey whenever it was possi
ble and to treat her with grave, told
politeness when it was not.
That unrepentant young person had
come home from the garden parly in
radiant spirits. At first she looked
upon Maurice's chilling attitude as the
result of pique. When she realized
that it was something more serious,
she held a council of war with herself.
"This .won't do. Oh, dear, what n
mess! I might have known some such
predicament would result from my
follj. What will he think of me?
What will they all think of me? And
oil, what will Geoffrey say when he
finds it out for of course he will find
it out now? He will be dreadfully
And Mrs. Geoffrey cried a little
not very much for she wanted to look
her best that night, and it would never
do to spoil her eyes.
I must go home next week," she
announced sweetly ns tlicy rose from
me u. nner vanie mat ragnr. "un, yes;
it is more than time. I Imve stayed
too long already. Geoff will soon be
getting back to civilization, and I must
I be home before he is."
Maurice followed her miserably Into
the music room. Mrs. Geoffrey sat
down at the piano in the mingled dusl
I and moonshine and sang tender old
- 1 ballads in alluring succession until
t Maurice could endure it no longer. He
! cure up behind her r.nd put his hands
Ion her shoulders.
i ' Oh. Muriel, Muriel, I love you! I
have no right to sny ), but I must say
It i.nre. I never vs 111 avnln."
"Why not?" ai-I.ed Muriel softly.
"Why not?" cried Maurh-o. lie had
never thought that Mrs, Geoffrey Mas
a particularly dev. .ted wife, but 1."
CollM l'.ot believe that idle w;is the kind
of woman her word wuhl Ir.diei.tc.
"I'.i cause I have iio right to! You are
my brother's wife."
"I n m not!" She got up and faced
lihu tragically. "I am Muriel Ileath-
tiie cousin of Geoff's wife and frte as
"Muriel!" gasped Maurice.
"Oh, I know you'll think It terrible,"
said Muriel with a sob In her voice,
"We never meant to tell you hut I
must now. And Muriel Long wort li
will be furious at me! Geoff's wife and
I are ridiculously alike, so far ns fea
tures go, but there the resemblance
ends. She is sviall and fair, while I
am tall and dark. You see. when Geoff
decided to go on this Central American
expedition lie said Muriel must come
down here because your mother wished
It. Muriel didn't want to come, but
Geoff Insisted, and she had to give In
with a very bad grace. Muriel is fond
of gayety, and she thought it would be
Intolerably dull hero. Just after Geoff
went nway the Ilavilands invited Mur
iel to spend the summer with them at
their country place. Then Muriel came
to me and and begged me to to
come down here In her place and pre
tend to be Geoff's wife. Oh, I know
what you will think of me for con
senting! But It seemed lust n 1oke at
the time. Muriel was determined on
it and I was just a wild, thoughtless
girl. So I came. When I got here and
your mother and the girls and every
one were so kind and good to me oh,
I felt dreadfully about it. But it was
too late. I had to carry out my Im
posture. We never meant to let Gooff
know but he will find it out now, and
so will everybody and you will all
Muriel finished her confession with
a downfall of tears. Mauri je stepped
forward and clasped her in his arms.
"And you're not married?" he ex
claimed. "No, indeed and never will be un
lessunless you will have me. Can
you ever forgive me?"
Maurice's answer was wordless, but
"But what will your mother and sis
ters say?" whispered Muriel, dolefully.
"They will bo so horrified and
"They will forgive you for my sake,"
said Maurice, reassuringly.
"And it isn't my fault that I'm not
your mother's daughter-in-law." said
Muriel, with a little laugh. "I'm sure
I am very willing to become so. After
all, I'm not really sorry I came, for if
I hadn't I'd never have met you."
"I always said that photograph
wasn't like you." said Maurice tri
umphantly. Springfield Republican.
A ustrall :iniin.
At present the Australian Common
wealth pays 10.1,000 a year for the
use of a small British squadron, which
is supposed also to wander round Ma
oriland, Fiji, and half the South Pa
cific. Australia has no control what
ever over this squadron, but the un
derstanding is that, if attack really
comes, it will be found somewhere
within these very wide limits, and
ready to do its duly. But the limits
are tco wide for the squadron to be
anything like a reasonable security,
and at least one Admiral frankly in
formed this country tliat if war really
eventuated the squadron would prob
ably make for the seat of hostilities
regardless of the agreement, and leave
Australia at the mercy of any casual
cruisers which managed, on the wide
ocean, to doge the British vessels.
Obviously, under those conditions, it is
time for the Commonwealth to give up
subsidizing this unreliable fleet and
to spend L'SOO.OOO or ,"()0,000 a year on
a fleet of its own one that, will be here
when wanted, and which should be
strong enough to cope with at least a
few casual cruisers. Australia thinks
of cutting the knot by getting meas
ured for its own cocked hat. Sydney
Only Wny to Kill tlie Circular Xtiipnnoe.
A Western woman who has been
greatly annoyed by the circular nui
sance said recently:
"It almost ke?ps one busy some
wepks picking up these circulars.
They are frequently placed under the
doors, but more frequently are thrown
on the porch, and It has come to a
point with me when I am actually
prejudiced against such a method of
soliciting trade, nnd I now make it a
rule never to buy of the houses which
distribute their circulars about my
This is the proper action to fake
and were it followed nn as it should
be the nuisance would soon come to
l:iii:a to Grow Tea.
Taking the cue, no doubt, from tea
American experiments in tea growing,
the Russian Ministry of Agricultuio
Is endeavoring to encourage tea culture
in the Caucasus, the climate of which
is said to be highly suitable for this
crop. Private initiative in tea culture
is to be encouraged by the appointment
of public instructors, wiio will be paid
out of Government funds. According
to the Crop Reporter the coming year
will probably mark a new era in Can
cuaia tea cuUure.
( . ' -X if-'-i I ,
r.ODr.iii s Qur.sTiox.
The scholar were nl'ircimg in two little
The kiii) through the window shone
Wlide . ilt little oirs on the tip.-i of their
Caim? tripping willi April delight.
And Bobby looked up us they gently went
f hey told him a tale of the fprinj.
And talked of the clouds in the happy blue
And ail that summer would bring.
lie heard not the voice of the teacher at
1 Tin thoughts had pone out with the pun.
lie stood with the others, his back to the
Absorbed till the lesson was done.
"Now a.sk inc some questions," the teacher
"Just any that chance to occur.'"
Dob's finders went up,' and lie (solemnly
"How long till the holidays, sir?"
Cassell's Little Polks.
BRIDGING A CHASM.
Dr. Alexander McKcnzle in one of
his sermons tells a pretty anecdote of
the early life of Louis Agassiz, the
great scientist. As a child, Agassiz
lived in Switzerland, on the border of
a lake. He had a younger brother, nnd
one day the two lads started to cross
the lake. It was frozen, nnd the ice
looked safe enough, but their mother
The boys got on very well till they
came to a crack in the ice, perhaps a
foot wide. The mother could not call
to them, although her heart failed bet
as she thought, "Louis will get over
well enough, but his little brother will
try to step over and will fall in."
As she watched she saw Louis get
ilown oti the ice, his feet on one side of
the crack, his hands on the other side,
making a bridge of his body, and the
PUZZLE OF MISSING DASCHUIIDS.
Find the three Daschunds
little brother crept over him to the
other side. Then Louis got up and
they went on their way.
j" THE MUSICAL FOUNTAIN.
The musical fountain is one of the
most interesting experiments, and is
very simple to manage. Remember,
you must use a goblet for the purpose,
not a tumbler, as the latter will not
work well, the form making the differ
ence. Choose a goblet of very thin
glass, fill it almost full of water, and
with the end of the linger you have
dipped in water rub the edge of the
glass quickly around and around until
It rings with a humming sound. You
will soon find the surface of the water
cliivcring and wrinkling up its face in
i v.- : W
Next it Will boco:ne ..-;-at-sell.bn'J,'
Up Wee s! ei'.HIS
and drops of water. Wet you linger
ngain and keep on with the i itcular
motion until a little fountain of line
spray shoots up In the air, a ecu ui pane;.!
by the musical sound from the gl.i:-s.
A CORNUCOPIA WATI1II WIIMIlf;.
The water wheel shown In our iilus
tration is easy to make, but ueverthe-.
less a very amusing plaything. The
princpal feature of it is an octagonal
thin wooden wheel, which we have to
prepare first. Take the top of a cigar
box and draw a circle with the help-
that are tracking the fox.
v ..v., iVJ&i
of a compass. Take a rule and draw ats
line through the centre of the circle
from side to side; cross it with an'- '
other line perpendicular to it. Divide
the four right angles and draw the
lines through the centre of the circle.
Connect the points with straight lines
and the octagon is ready to be cut out
with the bow-saw. Cut a round open
ing through the centre of the octagon
and insert a cork through whicn you
irougn which you
ig needle as axle.
wire are inserted i
id provided with a-
have stuck a knittiu
Two erect pieces of
in a block of wood and
loop at their ends to hold the axle of
the wheel. Fasten with the help of
little tacks cn each side of the eight
sides of the wooden wheel a cornucopia
made of cardboard, with their openings
ail to one side, as shown in cur illustra
tion. .The wheel is set in motion witty
the help of water, which we either
pour down upon the cornucopia out of
a glass or pitcher, or, if we want a con
stant motion, by connecting a y.bbrr
tube with the kitchen water faucet and
fastening the tube somehow over one
of the cornucopias. New York World.
His Tamo Without Haw.
Washington inspiring order and spirit
into troops hungry and in rags, stung
by ingratitude but betraying no anger
and ever ready to forgive; in d-fcat
invincible, magnanimous in con-juesr,
and n:ver so sublime as on that day 1
when he laid down his invincible s word.' yf
and sought his noble retirement. Here
indeed ia a character to
:evere; a life without a slain,
without a flaw. O.taaJ i:
pane m ! Th a el: era y .
. l it s
Lots cf women who raj they wcnhl
like to be men are much channel it
a few hr.irs srer: cn ihfi-. Zz.zz.