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DON'T FORGET THE OLD FOLKS, t ! f y bin and ti e Hnnl v, ill l e a Kt; ( .i',' " oll'-lcdeil ; I'. .-'. . i r t s ... . . - "Tic Mgnal will U a ( y.e re- i;v will Kay, don't for;vt the old fo'.k, l..y t they've' not t ir .J t' ti you; Jliii,.:'!i ( ii h,ie t,.iX , -t t yoi uro hi nne, the old in .1 1 It 4 ill im e f 1 1:.-; And not n a evening " -i- by they hacn't t lit' i!i mi e To ft c n ir ii'h c a;;aiu aid hear your loot sti-pi Isiyhcr, ou'p' nu!t; nin buoyant, rind for you h i 'f lieii.nMii With her hands, 'An J Itic ui aU out a wnvt'leM wa I hat !.iiM hut tioj.ic MiiuhN; The Wurhl is all lu f oi i- your fa'( but, let our iih iimrii turn To vheie fond heart Mill (heiisli you u:ul lo 111;; h-HoniH yearn. : : i'- O it it :: a it v- : a ; -.t . .i -r v- w I : I .... ..I...... I. I I" ,.,. . . ,. ' ' i;: ' : -::::!( :j :: it a a 1 " 1 x : a a x x a x a a a a :; A Mot TliHt TlilrkriK'd tut 1 1 It l'.olleil Ovrr AV It It ( ne t pe trtl niul ))lntioo Uepiullj. a k- t k- ir JfTnCOirILLY IIAHTLKY wns one i of tliosft liritntiii" voiiii- consists of nn Important nuiiiiior and a positive voice T.illy Hartley was a private detective and business was bad with him. He had gradually nursed himself into a Mate of mind where he believed that the world did not appre ciate him. When a man so believes, the plot invariably begins to' thicken into an ominously fatal sort of stew. One day as Iilly pat in his room at the "Grupelli" apartment house, be peeled the following little sweet po tato of thought and threw it into the simmering saucepan of his ambitional thought: "I must bring my detective ability before the public in a way which will make a marked impression," said he. He chopped up a logical turnip or two, and thoughtfully stirred them in. "The public does not bring me its private cases and so I cannot prove my .worth," he continued. '"I must there fore fix up a case myself. Now there are a lot of robberies going on in this neighborhood, and the police seem help less. Why can't I whirl in and catch these thieves?" Billy Hartley communed with him self until he began to hate his own company. 'Ty the Great Guns of War! I have it:" he finally exclaimed. He wrote tiie following note: "Dear Sir If your representative will be at the corner of Broa'dway and Eighth street to-night at 12 o'clock I will hand him $100 as agreed, lie must have this letter to identify him, and the signal will be a sneeze." Billy Hartley sealed this note, ad dressed it to himself, and placed it on a conspicuous part of his bureau. On the envelope he added the words: "Valuable. In haste." ; Billy Hartley tiptoed to the wlndoAV and cautiously peered out. "Oh, if the burglars would only call here and vfind that letter," he murmured Implor ingly,, Billy Hartley tiptoed to the door and listened intently. "They'd go for the $100 afcd then we'd nab theni sure," lie continued, in a sibilant whisper. "Why, ft would make me famous." Billy Hartley picked up his hat and opened the door. He shook an omin ous finger with a warning gesture for absolute silence and disappeared. The world's a stage.' Up in one of the boxes sat Dame Fortune intelli gently following Hartley's little side play. "Now I'll just help this worthy young man," remarked the Dame to herself, and she settled cosily down to see this thing through. The world's a stage. The actors are ready. The prompter is at hand. The stringed instruments in the orchestra are shivering out their tremblicst mu sic and a thrilling detective mystery rapidly begins to unfold itself. It was night. The stars shone bright. Jimmy Short and Gus Simmons, at tU'cd in irreproachable evening dress. Nvended their devious way up West Forty-sixth street. They had an utter disregard of the fight of the crow. Their faces were bathed in an efful' gent happiness. Their gestures were of the heroic size. They had all the enviable appearances of having dined to the tuneful accompaniment of corks that pop and tinkling glass. Occasionally Jimmy was stricken --''. a convulsion of apopletic merri rent. "Isn't it easy?" he whispered to his companion at these times. "It's almost too easy," replied Gus. wagging his head in a reflective man ner. The Bacchanalian procession of two ftopped in front of the "Grupelli.". They ascended the steps. One of them li'-ched inside. The. other sat down on the door step and softly wept as .p unlaced his shoes. A. sophisticated policeman smiled indulgently ay he j.r.ssed. But now beheld a curious thing! Tlin r:?ihod and manner of th revc'I ' .ViiO Lad Jarched inside su ! ; r1 T. HA LP. No n.itler vtli.it your ilutic arc nor what our place 111 hie, 'J here n liexel In ell 11 t::n" tiuy'd not as sume ymir hi.i I (it tllfe; A111I j-lii iiiil.cii kIidii ' ile r , 1 1 em I ilii'; hau.'.i, iilnl l'i; 1111 lucked 1 , y ib-cat-c. Would I. lately (kite the pave to hring to oil the peal ! ot peat v. Si) don't forget the oM i'n!lrt, boys they've not f in i.'ol ten 5 mi ; 'r!ioi:j.-h )e.Mi have i.c-moI hi rue you were home, the old In ;:rn still are true; And vtn'e tin 111 now and then to bun,, the l.jiht into their eyes, And make the oi!d (.'low omc nniii and I'luer tkai-.i the lues. it :: 0 .: : .; : x- J.. :: ;: 1 i j if ! ir ii it v v.- .: 4:- ir if is- ir if i:- i- a n changed. His jng foil from him even as a mantle. He rapidly entered all the darkened rooms that were unlocked and rapidly cause out again. In a short time he reappeared at the street door and resumed his correct imitation of a man 011 a bat. He locked arms with Ids watching companion on the steps and, striking up the chaste measure of a merry roundelay, they continued their winding way to Sixth avenue, where they disappeared. In the Giv;tt Comedy of Life It is the accepted fact that one man in his time plays many parts, but it may be remarked that things do not be come really interesting until some of the players begin acting two different parts at one and the same time. When Billy Hartley returned to the "Grupelli" that evening he found the place ringing with violent and stinging acclamations. It seemed as if nearly every room In the place had been robbed. Orotund oaths pulsated in and out like a passionate shuttle in some highly speeded rhetorical loom. Curi ous curses perforated the peaceful night and died away in an awed and shuddering stillness. Up and down the halls flitted the burglared ones, comparing notes and lamenting their los-ses in stentorian accents. The human imagination is never so healthy as during the discus sion of a robbery. Missing neckties became full dress suits with money in the pockets, and pilfered scarfpins were glorified into solid gold repeaters presented to their inconsolable owners for savir.r human lives. Billy Hartley entered his room with the tense feeling of a gambler who has staked everything on one card. lie noted. with a hot glow of satisfac tion that the letter was missing from his bureau. He called in his neighbors and explained the case to them. "The burglar will be there," con cluded Hartley importantly. "He'll bo there after that $100. And when he sneezes we'll nab him." "But how'll we prove it?" asked a doubting Thomas. "He'll have my letter with him. of course," replied Hartley. "I can swear I left it on my bureau." The doubting Thomas shook Hartley by the hand. "Great head," ho murmured admir ingly. "Lucky thing that the burglar happened to take your letter." "That was pure detective ability," responded Hartley importantly. "No such thing as luck in matters like these." Up above, Dame Fortune suddenly cast a spiteful look at this' cheeky young man who was so early denying the existence of his benefactor. "No such thing as luck, eh?" she muttered, pursing up her lips. "We'll just see about that. We'll just sec!" It may be stated at this point that when Femininity purse up her Hps and says, "We'll just sop," it generally means that some poor image of a man will soon be heavily leaning up against bars manywhere and vainly attempting to drown his bitter sorrows in a tem pestuous sea of beer. And in the meantime where were Jimmy Short and Gus Simmons? They were sitting at a little round table UEd looking earnestly at each other. "Isn't it easy?" inquired Jimmy. "It's too easy," ruminated Gus. "Why is it that a cop never arrests a drunk in a dress suit? And if I'd been caught in the Grupelli to-night they'd have thoHght I was full and got in the wrong room by mistake. It's too easy!" he repeated solemnly. He again looued earnestly at his compan ion as he piled a miscellaneous assort ment of jewelry on the table. Their earnest looks simultaneously disap peared and they winked at each other with much humorous unction. 'And here's a letter I picked up in one of the rooms," continued Gus. "It's :r.rked 'Valuable' and hasn't been opened yet," he commented as Le pro ceeded i road the letter to his atten- , ;;V.-- ; .ve this letter to iden- pen tc. "i!a.sy!" mnrmured Jimmy ecstati cally, "n'.i. can-!" "And Hartley never K'.w this note," lidded Gen. "Kasy!" reputed Jlmrjy. "Oh, (a-;.. tiy, n nj l;oii,v can sneer. Its child's play. One of us will Jut n there with this letter and Micez" mil get. ?HHi. In't it easy. chV Makes yon wi.i-li rou liml a oM." "It's t') blame 1 easy." objected the other more solemnly tlnu ever: "it's too easy to be natural. Let's think it over." A tall, thin, red -headed man brought In a couple of bottles and placed thru on n table. "Hello, Sandy," remarked Gus. "Whcre'vo you been lately?" "Been over to Jersey for a week," answered Sandy; "Just got back live minutes ago." Jimmy and Gus again looked at each other '"irnestly. They nodded. "Sandy," remarked Gus portentious ly. "sit down, my boy, we want to have a little talk with yon." At this point It may be stated thr.t while it Is a well accepted sociological theory that talk is cheap there are a number of well authenticated cases on record where it has cost a man surprisingly dear. The hour was midnight. The place was Broadway and Eighth street. The clock in Grace Church clanged out the midnight hour. The last reverberation had reluctantly died away when a tall, rcddieaded man walked up to the cor ner and sneezed. Instantly a strange thing happened. A posse of revenge ful citizens pounced out from neigh boring doorways and seized this tall, sneezing, red-lieaued man. "We've get you!" they cried. The tall man struggled mightily and loudly called the company's attention to the fact that his coat had been torn in the shutile. "And that coat cost $."(," he added impressively, "imported goods." One of th? attacking party caught sight of a letter in the tail man's hand. "He has the letter!" shouted this observant member. "Call a police man!" Again the tall man struggled valiant ly and with good effect. "There goes my vest!" he shouted; "very fancy vest: worth S,"!" He con tinned the struggle with the dogged air of a man who has a deep hidden purpose before him. "And there goes my pants," he finally added with a subdued triumphant note in his voice. "Those pants are worth S5 of any body's money," he remarked with mel ancholy resignation. At this point the policeman came along, and in a few minutes our Sandy was explain ing his case to the authorities. "I had just returned from a week's visit to Jersey this very night and had got off the Christopher street car to mail this letter to my wife out there, when up comes this crowd and mobs me. One of 'em stoic my wallet. There was $200 in that wallet. And they tore my clothes. Look at that coat!" he wailed as he glanced down himself with a critical eye. "And look at that vest!" ho shouted. He continued the survey of nis personal damages with rapidly rising emotions. "And just take a good look at them pants!" he howled with sudden feeling as he hastily took advantage of a convenient chair. That is how it cost tLe tenants of the Grupelli $300 to square themselves with Sandy Pierson the other night. And that also is why Billy Hartley is going into the real estata and in surance business as soon as he can find a suitable opening for an ambi tious young man. New York Evening Sun. rnsliions In Horses As in nearly everything else, fashions in horses arc frequently changing, and it is interesting to note how these have varied. Years ago nothing was considered more stylish, in tandem for instance, than a smart dapple-gray leader and a good, upstanding chest nut in the shafts. Then came the period of rigid uniformity when the animals had all to be carefully matched it made no matter what was the color. This has lasted pretty well un til the present day, with varying limit ations. At one time well-groomed, satin-coated blacks were the rage, at another chestnuts were essential. Just now "liver-colored" chestnuts and browns are declared to have Dame Fashion's smile, and there is also con siderable request for. the good, hard, serviceable blue roan, nowadays some what scarce. In this as in other mat ters, however, the good lady's favor is fickle. A prominent fancier decides for a certain color, and drives in a smart "turnout." He promptly has the flattery of imitation. A demand is created and the fashion set. Just as in clothes, so in selection for the stable. What was yesterday's "correct thing" may be to-morrow's "fad form;" but for the riding man Iho highest recom mendation of a mount will always be quality rrit !,:: than sudo.-Lor.do Daily Telegraph. Italy has 95,701 acres of orange and lemon croves cotail IC.730.S07 trees. i' . :-r--Tr OURQPLS CLEANING HOUSE. P.hIv' (lot iic-i are on t in hn;1, J )t 1 1 y ' di-hen fairly fch.ne; lnliy'n hoUM' i Kwep: all tiil'oie;!i, ('iiairx and tali!e In,!, n!-.e rev. Doliy'n little mother. May. lias Ik ui cleaning hmie lo-day. Picture booke, n goodly row, Such pretty order show; Game and blocks all put in plac, l'tncils in ihe (liawiie: ("ie, "I'm so tired," mv little My, 'Te been eleaiiiii hoa-e to-d.iy." E. J'!. Hewitt, in Suul ear.). A PEANUT PAETY. Mrs. Carmichael was very fond of boys; she liked them all sizes and ages, no matter how rough and awk ward they were. A boy's best side was always sure to turn uppirmcst before she had him i:i hand fifteen minutes. Perhaps for the reason that she had no children of her own she had a thorough love ami understanding of other people's children, especially boys. She always had a Sunday school class of boys, and there was one per sistent member who refuse:! promotion half a dozen times rather than submit to a separation, Every year Mri. Carmichael ar ranged some entertainment for her class, and1 ilire was no more delight ful day in the calendar than that which the boys spent roaming over the beau tiful grounds and winding up with some novel entertainment. Every tiling seemed exhausted. There had been charades and tableaux and notato races, and guessing games, and even ' tricks by a professional, among innu merable ventures. "If I don't have something tunv my boys will lose their faith.' she said at hist, taking her "steady" Sunday school minil tiitn tier cnnfuloncn "Then I wouldn't give pranuls for them all," he declared. Mrs. Carmichael chipped her hands. "Fenuuls!" she cried. "Samuel, you are an inspira'.ion, and as a reward you shall stay in my class for another year. I shall give a peanut party." This she proceeded to do without more delay; and for her purpose on the eventful day she bc,uht the entire capital of a peanut stand in the neigh borhood, securing about four quarts'. Then she hid them one by one in every nook and angle she could think of: it was really wonderful how even that big house could have hiding places enough, but she finally stowed them a'.l away, well out of sight. "Now," she said, as the boys streamed into the house after a tour of outdoor inspection, "there's to be a big peanut hunt. I have four quarts of them hidden on this lower floor, which must be found in half an hour's time. Here is a paper bag for each of you. He who finds the greatest num ber of peanuts gets a prize. When the half hour is up I will stop the hunt and we will count trophies, after which, to be quite sure cur four quarts are secured, we will prove it by this," and she held up a gayly painted quart measure. "Now, then, away with you! Go where you please, but. be careful of bric-a-brac and china." With a shout they were off and a livelier half hour was never passed. Each second furnished excitement, for the peanuts lurked in the most unex pected places, and boys found them with deafening whoons and yells that sent Mrs. Carmichael's hands to her cars. At last time was called and the hunters came trooping in with their spoils. Little Will Vance, the baby of the class, secured the prize a fine jackknife because he was small enough to slip into impossible places, and it was found after careful meas urement that four quarts exactly had been gathered in during the hunt. ; Altogether the peanut party was a success and the bovs went home with tbe firm conviction that Mrs. Carmi- ! c ,hy. In their stead we Lave 'cl?'-" chael was the vcy nicest and joP.iost irons," of which the streams from ra boy of them all Pittsburg Dispatch, i dium are partly composed, and wnieh ! are nothing more nor less than minute- IN A TELICAN'S NEST. electrified masses. If we accept the Willi what satisfaction I recall my ; atom at a!!, we must eond'',;' ' . visit to Bird Bock, that famous re- I composed of a whole vueliar systen sort for birds just within the passage j "electron:'." ail in orbital mot: between Newfoundland and Cape Ere- j Chemistry bids fair to become the ton! Audubon, in a wave tossed ' tronomy of the infinitesimal. Just ,.' schooner, lav off the rock for hours ; much smaller than an atom an "tlx in the vain hope that he might effect ! trovi" is. Sir William Crookes hr.s a landing; and one could therefore an-j shown in a striking example: 'ihe predate weather which permitted one' sun's diameter is about oau.wo mil"?, safely to run a boat onto the hand's ' and that of the smallest planetoid breadth of beach beneath the bird-in- about fifteen miles. If an atom ut.? habited walls towering more than a drogen be magnified to the size of ti hundred feet above. The top was , sun. an "electron" will be about tw. reached by means of a crate, a rake, j thirds the diameter of the planetoid. I and a windlass apparatus subsequent- The nineteenth century saw the b:r:!i ly found most useful in reaching points of tho atom. We new see its uestiv.c of vantage whence to photograph bird. lion. Perhaps at some future day we nesting on the face of the cliff. may conclude with Crookes that t!c I have not always been so fortunate, y 'verse is composed of 3 swarm of however, nnd a trip fo study n small t ' u "ebctrous." Womaai's. Ikme colour of white pelicans was attended C ' :tA IM BOB! by far fro:i sMisfaeiory r;.', r. SI; and color combine to make !!'., birdn exceedingly conspicuous, and an (;d,l timity to t'. -u a rille upon tin m is im; " ly l ist. Where man and gnu are J;1'-' ' therefore, the birds nest in oi.lv most Isolated places, 'ibis part!:", group of about forty birds had "!v; ! j td an ish'i. or. locally a "re-f." so fa; out in Shoal Lake, Manlto! a. that it was wholly invisible from th" shore. But reach them we must, ami ike irip of four or live miles was mad in a twelve-foot punt, the bottcm of which could be wisely trod on only with great caution. The reef was rer.ehef and the splendid wldte birds wer found sitting on their iiests of sain. and gravel. At our nppr,).teh H'V'J arose, and, wiih characteristic digni of flight, disappeared fi:t' down the lake. In awaiting their return, con cealed in a small patch of reeds, a sudden change occurred In the weather and soon we found ourselves prisoners in pelican land. Fortunately we had i a tent-fly, which with a push po'e. a pair of eroded oars and a camera v- pod, would have made a passable shel ter under ordinary circumstances. But in the end the circumstances proved to be extraordinary. The storm became one to date from. Not only were we forced to ballast our tent with boul ders, but sitting In a pelican's msf, the only available, unfloodod position. j i'''"' u " uu , Ph my hands clasped around the t i ... e it,.. i- l'0 om' i'I'rovid shelter to prevent the whole at! air from blow ing into the lake. Eventually we reached the mainland, none the worse for the experience, but the p iicans." alas! refused to share their home with us, and in their absence their eg?s v-ere devoured by the western gulls that re. sled near them. S W A LLOW C II A It A CT E It I S TITS. It is very easy to remember ilia barn swallow. Hay forks are used in the barn; this swallow has a very conspic uously forked tail. Itememker also that the farmers get much hay down, in the meadows; you often see barn swallows flying low over these mead ows for insects. Keep in mind also that the under parts are of chocolate color. On the upper edge of an excavated i)fU1c i)V the roadside there is a duvk 'ayer of soil and vegetation. There i e dark band across the breast of the. bank swallow. That is easy fx .re member. The rough winced is much ihe same as the bank swallow, except that is has no dark band on the breast. The color is a sooty brown. There is a steel lightning rod on the brown shingles of the old farmhouse; there is a bright steel-blue patch or the brown breast of the eaves swaf low. The tail is almost as square the end of the roof. The light spot on' the rump you may also remember. This swallow builds a queer gourd shaped nest of mud hanging mouth downward under the eaves of the barn. This nest, made of pellets of mud. iff very interesting, as it is nicely ad;ivt' ed to the slant of the eaves and to tie boards or rafters on which it is fjlsp encd. It is also very interesting to watch these swallows on muddy shores rolling up pellets of mud. Take your notebook and write in it a list of the principal members of a few of these confusing families Against the name of each bird in the list put the chief characteristic as stated in any good bird book. For" families at least should be vreaie.'' this way the swallows, the s'larr. the vircos and the warblers. St. N. olas. The Atomic Theory Explode!. "Atoms" as indivisible and tr.w.lter- . , able particles disappear from our p!nl-