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II. II. Ali.UIS, I'uUliolier.
capi: niBAKiH'.u. : Missorm.
If every day were Sunday and all of life
And neither in the earth below nor In the
.A cloud was ever gathered to eclipse the
liKht of hope,
.And the lilies In the valley and the roses
on the sloje
Were ever Moomlr. sweetly and the land
was ever tilled
With the tet.d'rest notes of nature that
the sonuster ever thrilled;
If a tear of sorrow never came to dim the
Then pleasures would grow palling to the
senses by and by.
If the sun could shine forever and the day
was always fair,
And Nature e'er a lauKhing miss, with
flowers in her hair:
If life was naught lut pleasure, unknown
to gloom and pain.
And there were no storms of trial and no
sorrow floods of rain;
If there were no fruits forbidden, no Joys
to be denied.
If tiie heart was never tempted and the
soul was r.evi r tried:
If there were no thorny pathways, like tho
bravest feet have trod.
The heart would grow indifferent and
wander off from God.
It requires a nisht of darkness Just to
make tiie day complete.
And behind each wall of trouble waits a
Then rciiiemlHr s you struggle up the
hill, though steep it be.
That l-yml its Alpine ruggedness lies
Kach sear received in fighting for the
cause of truth and riht
Shall be a badge of hoi.or on the breast cf
The world may have its burdens and its
i:rlefs and tears untold.
Hut if there wtr.' i.o cross nf sorrow there
could ie no crown of yuid.
By Charles Dwight Wii!ard
THE Lowdens gave a dinner recent
ly at which ten quests were pres
ti.t. Little Poach told me about it, the
next clay after it occurred, with a great
cical of gusto. I fancy Poach is not
askcil there to dinner very frequently,
r.or anywhere else for that matter.
His excessive curiosity, anil lii-s dispo
sition to taik over affairs that are mit
liis own, makes people nervous aliottt
1, tn. and renders his conversation just
Now there was nothing unusual about
the fact thai the Lowdens -rave a din
ner. Max did not dance, and Mrs.
Lovvdm dislikes cards, and neither of
Ihcm care much for music, so they
Lave compromised on the dinner, as a
convenient method of entertaining
friends and of repaying social obliga
tions. They keep an excellent cook,
and Mrs. l.owdtn herself, so her hus
band oi'ce told inc. watches every dc
t:.il of the event. Max is a good judge
of wines and an agreeable talker. They
Lave friendships among no end of
Hover people, and they are judicious
in llicir arrnngemer.t of their gu -is.
To be invited to a dinner at the Low--tieiis
is at once lii.-tiiiclion and a piccu
of good fortune, and I did not wonder
at the enthusiasm of little Poach.
"I sat between Mrs. (ien. liiitr.m and
Count von Ilaasse," said he, "and vt
"Who else was there?" I asked, look
ing about me. and planning the quick
est method of escape.
lie gave me the list, checking them oil
on his fingers to insure a correct count.
As he proceeded, 1 listened with more
and more interest, and when the tale
vas ended, it suddenly dawned upon
me that this was an event of a most un
usual eharacfer, and one that I must
know more about but not from Ki ach.
"There goes my car," I exclaimed,
and was presently putdown four blocks
out of my way.
Max Lowdcn and I are old friends,
and our fathers were business asso
ciates half a century ago. I was con
fident that if I gave him a chance, he
would explain the mystery of this din
ner, and 1 telephoned to ask how soon
lie anil Mrs. Lowdcn would be at home
of an evening. I had a handful of new
opals to show them. Not to-night, nor
to-morrow- night; but the next, and 1
"would be most welcome."
In the meantime 1 met anoftier of
the guests of that extraordinary din
ner, a Mrs. lloppin, whom I know but
(slightly. I knew her husband, how
ever, a subdued, crushed, much-married-looking
individual, who occasion
ally wanders unhappily about the
rooms of the club where I live. I was
making a call, and there were a good
many people there, and I was talking
to somebody, or trying to taik. for the
incessant twitter of a small voice a
few feet away made conversation diffi
cult. "Yes, I met him recently at a din
ner at Mrs. Low den's," the voice said
it was the voice of Mrs. lioppin. An
eloquently vacant look came into the
face of my companion. She was not
listening t mc, which was well enough,
for I was paying no attention to what
I said, "li was a charming dinner a
most delightful set of people one al
ways meets at the Lowdens." I could
tell from the inflection that the person
to whom she spoke was not so fortu
nate as to know the Lowdens. "Let me
see: who were there? 1 am sure you
know them all." Then came that list
again, and for a second time I felt
the strange thrill that comes with an
Mrs. lloppin twittered on. her sharp
notes cutting their way through the
soft hum of tiie general conversation
about us. She really had never had
such a charming dinner as that. She
must le excused for speaking of it, for
it was like an event in one's life, don't
. jou know.
I assured my vis-a-vis that we agri d
perfectly ou the matters we Lad been
discussing, and then went o'.T to hunt
for i..y hat. 1 was anxious to Irani
about the dinner, but not from Mrs.
The Lowdens were in the library when
I called a cozy little den, which was
usually sacred to Max and his friends;
but on this occasion Mrs. Lowdcn was
there, seated at the desk, with a writing-pad
"You are just in time," she said, sig
naling at me with a lead pencil, "to help
us determine who beside yourself shall
come to dinner here next Wednesday."
"Besides iiivsclf," 1 repealed; "truly
I am in time, if my presence has accom
plished that much."
"You tire just about always on the list,
old man," saiil Lowdcn. "I should
think you would grow weary of our
I started to say something about
oases in the arid desert of social life,
when Mrs. Lowden interrupted:
"Come; give me a name."
Tut down little Poach," said I.
Mrs. Lowdcn pressed the pencil
against her lips. "I'o you really like
hiin pretty well?" she asked, doubt
fully, "llcsides," she continued, with
feminine disconnectedness, "he dined
here only last week; so it would i.ot do.
"Of course," said I: "let me sec. How
about Mrs. lloppin V"
"Mrs. lloppin!" cried the lady at tin
desk, and her voice suddenly took on
a shrill quality, quite foreign to it. " h.
no, not Mrs. lloppin. We had her, too.
last w eek."
I meditated for a moment in silence.
"flen. Criimm," I said, at length.
Max Lowden started up and looked
at me suspiciously. His wife laughed.
"Isn't that funny. Max." she ex
claimed. "Mr. Holiitison has pitched
upon three out of the ten people that
we had to dinner last Thursday."
Tut down Count Mm llaasse." said I,
Mrs. Lowdcn dropped her pencil and
1 stared. Max rose from his hair near
' the fireplace and brought a decanter of
Scotch and a boltle of seltzer and a
glass, and placed them ou the tabour
et 1e at my elbow.
"The drinks arc on us," he said. "Who
told you about it?"
"Oh. several," said I, indifferently.
"Where do you get this Scotch'.'" Then
was a faint cry from Mrs. Lowden.
"Are people talking " she asked.
Mr. Max grabbed the poker, and began
hammering a lump of coal in the lire
place. "What difference does it make?" said
1. "People must have something to
talk about, and a peculiar affair like
"Put it was not peculiar at all." ex
claimed Mrs. Lowdcn. and then added,
incoherently; "that was why it was so
"I see." said I. though 1 really did
not see at all. but was, in fact, er.firciy
n-.ystiticd. "Whose idea was it, in the
"I will tell you r.I! about it." said
Max. waving the poker in a threaten
ing way. "Probably I was more to
"Max, you mustn't !" cried Mrs. Low
den. with great vehemence: "we ought
not to talk about it. Mr. Hobinson will
excuse us. I am sure."
"Of course." said I. with great dig
nity; "I did not suppose it was so bad
"Nonsense-. Marie." said Lowden. "I
am going; to make a clean breast of
the whole business to Ned: he may be
able to help us out. P.ut tell me. first
of all. do you think any of them sus
pect?" "Not one." said I, with splendid con-
"Thanh Heaven for that:" said Mrs.
Lowden. Ynn may tell him. .Max."
"You arc a bachelor. Ned." said Low
den. "-.mil you probably hae very lit
tle idea of the many and complicated
social problems that people who enter
tain even as little as we do must meet
and solve-. Now I used to think, in the
innocence of my pre-marital days, that
the whole social scheme was based on
the desire of certain people to make
things pleasant for certain other peo
ple whom they like and admire. P.ut
bless your heart, my boy, that has no
more to do "
"Oh, Max." interrupted his wife,
"you are not telling this story the
right way. Mr. Kohin.-on understands
well enough that every social set has
attached to it. inevitably, a class of
people that are somehow not exactly
what you might call" She hesitated
for the word.
'Desirable." I suggested.
"She means the bores." said Max.
"I mean." said Mrs. Lowden. with
dignity, "those people that do not seem
to mix well with others."
"Pxactly," I assente-d; "the disinte
grators." "It is perfectly mysterious." con
tinued Mrs. Lowdcn. "how many peo
ple of that sort manage to get strings
on you. That is what Max caPs it.
Some of them are distant relatives of
votir own. others are near relatives of
your dearest friends. Sometimes they
do things for you. before you can head
them off. and they place you under ob
ligations that way. and sometimes they
just cold-bloodedly make demands that
you have not the courage to refuse."
"And both you and Max are sympa
thetic by nature," I added.
"What is a man to do?" said Lowden.
"There is that chap. Bufus .1. lVct.
You know him. We all three went to
school together. Of course, he is. from
a social point of view, just about every
thing that a man ought to be. but when
he came to my oflice a little while ago,
and remarked almost pathetically that
he so frequently heard his friends
speak of my dinners, but had never
been invited, to om although he was
an old friend-a very old friend well.
I tumbled in it, and Maria was furi
ous." "But that was no worse than the case
of Mrs. Bankin," said his wife. "Ton
wouldn't believe, would you, that m
woman would have the impudence to
actually demand well, 1 simply can
not tell" it."
"I understand," said I; "the hold-up
busines.i Nourishes in every line of
life. Hut go on with the story.
"Kvery time we have made up a din
ner list lately," resumed Mrs. Lowdcn,
"there has been a sort of a you might
cull it a discussion "
"How," interjected her husband.
" P.ctween Max and myself ahfll
inviting some of these people, to to
work them off. you know."
"I understand." said I. "You ob
jected to his particular friends, and he
objected to yours."
"Yes, and we both hated to inflict
them on people of the right sort. So
Max finally suggested"
"Only in fun, you know, but Marie
took it in earnest."
"Well, so did you. finally. Max sug
gested that we make up a list for one
ilium r to contain absolutely nothing
but bores the very worst cues we
"There were ten of them." said Max,
"all stars of the first magnitude."
"Ten. not including ourseh es," com
mented Mrs. Lowden. with the instinc
tive arithmetic of a dinner-giver.
"I would not think of including you,
of course," said I.
"There was that Mrs. Bickie, who
teils you all about the various things
her husband died of; and little Poach,
you know him, of course; and the llop
pitts. he scarcely spoke above a whis
per, while she just shrieked; and Max's
dear old friend. Peet "
"Cut that." growled Lowden; "I'c
was paired off with Marie's particular
fancy, Mrs. Paukin. They talked re
ligion with gn at vigor throughout the
meal. The solemn Miss Pollock, who
never says a word, sat next to Count
von Hausse. Did you ever read any of
"Horrible soggy." said I; "undigest
"Well, he is worse -than his books."
"It is a shame t talk about people in
such a way," said Mrs. Lowden, cover
ing her face with her hands; "when
one has entertained them, too. That is
why I did not want Max to tell about
"And (ien. C.iimm and his wife," be
"Oh. I know the list well enough."
said I. "P.ut tell me, how did the affair
Mrs. Lowden gave a rapturous little
laugh, and her husband's features re
laxed into a grin.
"That is the strangest part of it."
she said. "Nothing ecr took place in
this house that was a bigger success
than that. We expect our guests to
have a pleasant time, or we are disap
pointed, but we do not look to see them
go into cestacics of joy. and fairly g'.tr
gle w ith happiness, as these people did.
They site enormously "
"And ilrar.k." interjected Max.
"And that is one of the surest signs
that people are enjowing themselves.
P.ut the queerest tiling i f all was the
wav thev took to one another. We
matcht-I them up with some care- "
"Marie did ihat." said Lowden.
"Tell them your plan, dear."
"It is perfectly simple." said she.
"Pores are divided into two classes
those who talk too much, or those who
don't talk :it all: Little Poach, who
prattles incessantly, took out Mrs.
litnnni. who was never known to say
anything except 'yes" and 'no." Mr.
lloppin sat next to Mrs. Bickie and lis
tened most attentively to all her
troubles. It was like that all around
the table. Max and I had nothing to
do but to sit up and look pleasant."
"Wh-it a triumph!" said I. "What a
splendid social achievement! To en
tertain clever people is nothing they
entertain themselves and one another
but to accomplish such results with
such material it was magnificent.
Would that I might have been there to
behold it. Tell me. Mrs. Lowden. why
I was not invited?"
"Indeed. Mr. Kobir.son." answered
the lady, "we discussed asking you,
ami at one time had about decided "
"You see." cut in her husband, hast
ily, "our first plan was to invite some
very clever people two or three to
help us entertain the others."
Yes." assented Mrs. Lowden. with
an eag'.-mess that seemed te cover a
little confusion; "but we changed that,
ami left you out. Now. won't you help
make up a list for a little dinner next
1 said nothing more on the subject ol
mv uvitation. but 1 could not avoid giv
ing the matter some quiet thought.
P-rliaps Max was right. It Would
haw been better not to have told the
stivv. San Francisco Argonaut.
A Precocious Ilontlilack.
Prof. P.lackievvasavv iry old patriarch,
with handsome features and hair fall
ing in ringlets about his shoulders: no
one who had sei n him could possibly
forget him. One day he was accosted
in the streets of Kdinburgh by a very
dirty little bootblack with his "Shine
your boots, sir'.'" The professor was
istiprt ssed by the tilt hiness of the boy's
face. "I don't want a shine, my lad."
said he; "but if vou'll go and wash your
face. I'll give you sixpence." "A" richt.
sir." was the lad's reply. Then he went
over to a neighboring fountain and
made his ablutions. "Well, my lad."
said the professor when the boy came
back, "you have earned your sixpence:
here it is." "I dinna want it." returned
the boy, with a lordly air; "you can
keep it and get yer hair cut." San
The InvnIIU'K .Mecca.
Traveler Is this a healthful local
Native Well, rather. We have had
but one death in nine years, and that
was the doctor.
"Indeed! And what did he die of?"
"Starvation." Chicago Evening
SCH'JUL AND CHURCH.
Three-fourths of the students in Jap
anese schools are agnostics or atheists.
It is estimated that there are - u!),CUj
pupils in the agricultural schools of
the I'hiled Slates.
The Presbyterian church of Canada
last year reciivtd for home missions
SIi)(i,lti'j.tl and for foreign missions
if 175. '-'J J. si.
The income of the Zenana Bible anil
Medical mission of London for last year
Siuu.noil, the largest ever received
in one y ar.
In the Frankfort (Ky.) prison there
are two Christian F.ndeavor societies,
one for white men, with a meiiiliership
of 15u, and the other for colored men,
with a membership cf IiS.
In the vicinity of the Catholic uni
versity at Washington ground was re
cently broken for Trinity college, the
first Ca'.he.iie institution for the higher
education of women on this continent.
Human Catholics form 75.4-t of the
population of Ireland, the act ual num
ber amounting to ::,..57.r!(,T in a total
population of t.Tii J.7.V, according to the
census returns in lid I. lu the counties
of Antrim and Down, and possibly Fer
managh, the non-Catholic population
is the majority.
A Presbyterian clergyman, it is said,
has been experimenting by working in
mines, foundries and brickyards. He
announces his conclusion "that if can
didates for the ministry would work for
a year among those who toil with tin ir
hands, they would be better aide to fill
the pews in their churches with work
The Doukhobors. 7.."'ib of whom re
cently immigrated to Canada, and were
assisted by the British Society cf
Fricr.iip. are a secret Christian sect in
Bussia who have been persecuted for !
i." I years. They are nonresistant. have
no priests or n monies, are comtau
i.isiic. tilling their fields in common,
and are ;cru:uili.u.-lv honest.
SKIRT WAIST IRONERS.
Heavjanil n!iaa,tins Work of Uod.
drc-.se lassril by Summer
This ir, the season when the shirt
waist wearer conies forth in all her
giorv ami refreshes both herself and
the casual 1 holder continually by her
attractive display of nicely starched
and ironed linen. The girl who has
just attired her.M-lf in a spick and span
shirt waist just fresh from the laundry
i.; as delightful to the eye anil the
senses of her fellows as is the spotless
shirt waist to its gratified wearer. Put
to the girls who iron those waists
well. that, to use a Kiplitigism, is an
One h'lndred. 11'. I- and i-u n high
er now and then the thermometers in
the big laundries often register. And
ia this heat sl.it-t waist girls i.ot wenr-
rs. but ironer - stand and toil all day
1 nig. Many, mat v hours of hard anil
c!iai:st ing labor daily is necessary in
order that the other shirt waist wom
en, the wearer.-, may "do themselves
pro-id" i:i the ubiquitous garment
which has proved itself such a good
friend to womankind. Nor does the
work of i:'cni:.g shirt waists l-cIof:-to
the order of that which mav be
performed hastily, with a minimum of
care and labor. No. indeed! Kvery
vvoirnn who wears a shirt waist wants
i perfectly ironed, naturally enough,
and that means work. Very few wom
: it have siitiicu nt shirt waists in ordi
nary use to a Mow the pretty "blouses"
sent to the laundry one week to be
returned the ne:;t. As a rule two or, at
most, three days is all ihat can be al
lowed for their laundering. Ar.:l that
means work also ovi rwork. overtime,
but. alas! not overpay, as a general
thing, for the shirt waist ironers.
Doctors and hospital nurses- tell grew--some
stories occasionally of dread dis
ease's brought on and young lives sae--riiiced
by the. perpetual standing on
one foot ami the heavy machine work
performed in many laundries. The girl
who stands i n one foot all day long,
year in and year out. pressing down
the heavy treadle of an ironing ma
ihine with the other, until she grows
toei sick to work longer and goes to
the nearest free hospital or lapses into
semi-invalidist-.i at home, has no love
for shirt waists as a rule. For much
of this exhausting and difficult labor
is carried on in behalf of the shirt waists
which most other women love. and.
lest the noii-slii;-tw;;ist-wearing half
of Chicago humanity grow unduly
puffed up. let it be said that the deli
cti' and fragile negligee ami outing
rhirts so favored of mankind IVr some
time past are very m arly, if not quite,
ar bad as the shirt waists. While as to
"rush" orders well, there woi:ii t
be so many of them, perhaps, and the
average man and woman would order
a few more shirts or shirt waists, even
if a little pinch had to be felt some
where else, if only they realized all of
tiie torture ami strain, and all for very
low wages, which must be undergone
by some one every time they make em
phatic demands for the ir laundry bun
dle to be returned "just as quickly as
possible"." Chicago t hronie Ic.
"1 hope." said Wimhlcfon to Mrs.
Witherby. wh; had just come back from
abroad. ";!.at v .u enjoyed your trip."
"I die!, indeed." s.-.id Mrs. Witherby.
as she returned the slight har.d pres
sure in the usii:,l manner: "but. do you
know. 1 came over with so r.iar.y celeb
rities who were on the steamer that it
seems rather strange row to associate
v i i h com num. ord i na ry people. 1 Ireiok
lyn Life. '
Xo I. oncer la the llmlntci.
Maud Oh. I'ncle Ceorge! did you see
the medicine man of the tribe of In
dians that you visited?
I'ncle George No. Maud. I discov
ered that he retired several years ago
in favor of the patent medicine man.
TWELVE OLD MEH.
All Mrrobrra of a UrooLl o Club, bb4
Their Comblard Axes Exceed
Twelve men, whose combined ttgtu
exceed 1,00( years. live in one of the
suburban towns of New York. They
form probably the most remarkable
coterie of old men in the world. They
Lave a club in which they meet fre
quently and where a young chap of S5
meets with a mild sort of raillery on
account of Lis extreme youth. The
quaint little community at Oone park,
in P.rooklyn borough, is the home of
this remarkable club. Within a radius
of a quarter of a mile there live 12
men whose combined ages aggregate
more than l.oou years, while nearly a
sceire of others have lived to a Lale and
hearty, though extreme, old age.
Among them all not one is so fei bin
that he cannot at least walk unaided,
and several of them, though over four
se-ore years of age, are still active in
business life-. On any fair day one will
meet these old men at every turn, walk
ing with more or less steadiness about
the village streets or collected in
friendly groups around the steps of
the jiost office-. In the winter months
they visit a great deal among them
selves. The oldest member of this little
group of old men is Mr. Crojohn, for
years a prominent man of Long Island,
who is now 103 years old. There is no
member generally recognized by the
community to Ik one of thi group who
is under Ml years of age. One member,
Charius. Tuttle-. a venerable, white
haired old gentleman of S4, has been
spoken of as the "kid" of the group.
There is lx-sidcs a good-natured rival
ry among some of these old gentlemen
which most people will scarcely com
pn Lend. They are as a rule very
proud of their old age and "spryness"
and boast among themselves cf their
well-preserved faculties. One pic
turesijue old fellow who is nearir.g his
ninetieth year, remarked to a reporter
recently: "You see a great many old
men about here who go stumblincr
along with their backs bent nearly j
douole. but you would hardly call a
man old w ho walks as I do: just watch
me!" And he stepped off with the
sprightliness and erectness of a man
40 years younger. Many of these old
gentlemen are engaged in active work
and hold their own very well with men
many years their juniers.
One of the me-st remarkable of these
cases is Lewis C. Lock wood, a retired
Presbyterian clergyman. Mr. Lock
wood still cultivates a small farm, and,
though nearing Lis ninetieth year, is
c-r.gagfd in writing a book. "My book
Leips to keep me out of mischief." he
explained to a reporter, "and it will be
the best thing I have ever done. I am
very fond of farming besides, and I can
still climb seme of ny trees. My hob
by is to raise fruits, and when my trees
come into bearing I lind I can run like
a deer." N". Y. W orld.
CHINESE WANTED BIBLES.
Hat the Vli.siouary Foam They Were
I ed Icxti-n-.I of Povviler in link
"Independence elay remind me,"
said th-' missionary from China, "of
the most encouraging and the mcst
disillusionizing experience in my life-.
I had labored hard i:i the work of con
verting the Chinese to Christianity ami
there was unfeigned rejoicing among
all the missions in China anil the
churches in America when the demand
for Bibles on the part of our converts
culminated in orders for !4.'JC'U Bibles
in one shipment.
"The remarkable number of new
Christians thus indicated, while it oc
casioned much thankfulness in Amer
ica, caused the heads of the missionary
associations to set on foot an inquiry
as to the methods employed in saving
the souls of such an unusual number of
celestial.; and the uses to which they
put the Bibles sent them.
"You may know that in China the ma
jority of the fire-crackers with whie'h we
celebrate our day of rational inde
pendence are made by the Chinese in
their homes. Contractors for fireworks
give each man a certain amount of pow
der and that must be made into a given
number of crackers. The paper used
in the manufacture he buys himself
and paper is not a cheap commodity in
China. The powder furnished seldom
fills the re'iiuired number of erae-kers,
but that docs not disturb the celestial
in the least: he turns in his quota all
the same, and the American boy in con
sequence invariably finds in each pack
age of firecrackers a few- that "won't go
"I discovered that Yankee thrift h.id
been absorbed by the heathen Chinee
w ith mue-h more readiness than Yankee
morals. In contributing his labor to
ward our festival occasions he hit upon
an expedient where-by a considerable
profit accrued to himself. In other
words, our great shipment of Sl.OeO
Bibles had literally gone np in smoke.'
They were to be had for the asking and
the celestial conscience seems never to
have suffered a pang as to their disposal
for firecracker wrappers." Frank Les
Sound Ad vice.
Manager There is one motto, my
young friend, that you seem to have
left out of your consideration, and that
I advise you henceforth to bear in
Fresh Actor What is that, pray?
"Think before you act." Bichmond
A Complicated Timepiece.
An Fast Indiaman has built a house
clock which weighs nearly two tons and
has hundreds of moving figures, music
boxes, chimes, and other complicated
machineryi. The man spent seven years
in constructing the timepiece. X. Y.
"I Mr. Coodhtart still paying atten
tion to your daughter?" "He isn't pay
ing her any attention at niL" "In
deed! Did bhe jilt him?" ""o; be
married her." Hoston Traveler.
Smith "I am the most reasonable
man on earth." Jones "l"htn, why
do you always insist on having your
own way?" Smith "i!ecause it's the
most reasonable one. X. Y. World.
He Knew One Was Xeeded. "Good
morning! I am here to tune your
piano." "My piano! I did not order
piano tuner." "No, but the gentleman,
across the way did." Kliegende Ulaet
ter. A Question of Tolioy. There is one
thin that you ought to remember,
lie-mus, and that is that 'honesty is the
best jK-liey. " "I done year folkes say
that btfo, suh, but fo' merself I'd rad
dor play de udder kine." Boston
Flower "How do you manage to win.
at the races every "day?" Hlock "A
friend of mine w ho knows all about the
game pie-ks a winner for me in each
race. Flower "And you bet on his
choice, ch?" Block "Xo; I bet against
it." Chicago Daily Xews.
Why He Objected. "What's the mat
ter?" asked the congressman of Lis
constituent. "I got you a government
job, didn't I?" "Yes." "And the sal
ary is satisfactory, isn't it?" "Oh, yes;
the salary's all right; but. hang it all,
they expect me to tarn it!" Chicago
Teacher "Tommy, I Lear that yon
and Willy were fighting yesterday.
Don't you know your little Lands were
never made to tear each ether's eyes?
Tommy "How could we tear each
other's eyes with gloves oc, I'd like to
know. Why, Miss Metk. you don't seem,
to know the first thing about the
rules of the ring." -loston Transcript
THE USEFUL BICYCLE.
It Baa Taken a DUtlnctlve and Per
manent Flare In the Social
There is a quite general belief in this
country that bicycling is diminishing
rather than increasing, but it is doubt
ful if the number of bicycles in actual
use is not larger to-day than ever be
fore. There has been a shifting in the
classes of people who use them. Many
who took up the exercise as a "fad," or
because of its novelty, have abandoned
it for golf or other sport; but at the
same time a new and larger class of
riders, induced mainly by the advent of
the cheap bicycle, has arisen, to more
than make good the deficiency. So it
is the world over, apparently, for at a
recent international cyclists congress
in London 13 different nations were rep
resented, and their deliberations were
considered of sufficient importance to
entitle them to a leading article in the
London Times, in which many interest
ing statements concerning the popular
ity and social influence of the bicycle
were made among them that about
103 members of parliament belong to a
In its reflections on the subject the
Times called attention to the share
which the cyclist is to have in the work
of the world as well as in its amuse
ments, saying: "Th? fact that almost
every one can at small cost travel three
or four times as fast and as far as be
fore is already producing great indus
trial changes, ar.el others must follow,
in town and elsewhere. The country
doc-tor begins to make his rounds, the
rector his visits, the tax gatherer his
demands, by means of the cycle. The
tradesman takes his orders and exe
cutes them by means of the modern
shoes of swiftness. They are now the
mainstay of many a country house.
The clerk or workman reaches his
suburban house, except in bad weather,
en wheels. Not a few- things go more
smoothly now that they go on wheels.
We are only at the beginning of consid
erable economic and social changes, all
nscribable to the ubiquitous safety.
which has already done more for the
workingman sine-e its ictroduction
than legislation and philanthropy
combined during the same period. It
is hard to say where its influence eds.
X. Y. Post
Fatlsoe from Menial Work.
Dr. Edward Thorndike. of the West
ern Bescrve university, has made some
interesting experiments on mental
fatigue. We are used to think of the
mind as a machine, and our inability
to work as a sign of its loss of energy.
Sleep is supposed to restore the energy,
as an ae-cuniulator is recharged with
electricity. The incorrectness of this
view might be questioned by the fact
that mental action is the complex for
such simplicity, and that some minds
do not tire with largeamounts of work.
Dr. Thorr.dike's experiments show that
certain persons are as fit for hard men
tal work after a day of it as in the morn
ing, and seem to have no analogy with
a charged accumulator. Chicago
Drrlinr and Fall of Cora Bread.
It .seems to us that our own people
are not the great cornbread eaters they
used to be. Batter cr egg bread and
certain cakes are sti'.l in vogue, but the
honest and homely corn pone, the corn
dodger and the hoecake are not as
popular as they used to be. As for the
asheake. the cooking of it has become a
lost art almost. We charge this charge,
ia part at least, to the introduction,
even in most country homes, of the
modern cooking stove and range. It
takers a great big open fireplace and a
southern negress, with a red bandana
on her head, to make prime cornbread.
Xor will any meal but water-ground
meal scire, the best purpose. Steam
power meal is taboocel. Richmond Dis
Pale br Contrast.
TGlla Fred is terribly green.
Stella Green! lie's so green that he
makes grass look pale when he stand
on it X.Y.WorU.