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PublUhril Krnrr FrliUr Morning.
TILLMAN I'lilOi:, 1'riiprlwtora.
VEIlSAllJiEa I MISSOURI.
h dark, CUi iilli'iit, Oil Htvoctl
Tn tin- mft night .
I bow my l.i ml
I Jay In tnnri- pure, more bright
Hill mill 1 love tin- Night I
-Oh Ilnulil sweep of hky,
I turn tu thee
Fur all ilay I must Im
I'd IIkIiI cimili tuned.
Hut now I live liy inillant tfarknMJ
')h nlKlit! Oil wondoiriil!
Thou canst ii-vi-nl
-inch mystic (hlng
Anil thi'ti conceal
Tin-no myati.-rli-M which Iiay ne'er can rel.
')li h:iIth-mh ! Oh linpi Incasi!
I'wu In one
Atnl nno In two:
Jh, tlmu ever-new
Nluht wltlmiit f Hit,
Klnx mi-, sweet dark, c-'i-r thy refiw be
Itu-dna llulilfy Lrmnut, In Everybody'
A Dream Melody. 1
HI SUPPOSU I've been 111! I wonder
1 what'n the matter with rue?"
Colin Stuart opened his eyes, anil,
struggling Into u sitting posture, saw
.(hat he was In the shabby hi-d-slttlng-toom
In the dull side street which for
i dreary time now had been Ms
lie was still only half conscious and
'latufully weak, but gradually IiIh brain
-leared a little, and bit by bit memory
"So she didn't turn me out, after
ill! She must have looked after me,
loo, and found money for mi'dlclne and
lood. Iter bark was worse than her
bite, poor creature! I dan-Hay she's
Ciard pressed enough herself al times,
?speclally If many of her lodgers are as
inprofltahlc as I am.
"How much did I owe her, now, be
fore I was taken 111? How Iouk have
I been lying here In delirium? and,
worst problem or all, what am I to
Jo with myself now 1 have my senses
back again? Life wan pretty rough
before; It will be Impossible now."
Another glance round tin- room
Irenhetied his memory again I hi- open
piano, the loose Hheets of torn musle
carelessly strewn nil around. How
ever long the lllni-HH had been In dura
tion, no loving hand tended him, only
grudging service (given, perchance, as
d i) alternative to an Inquest) had been
Iji-Htowed on him.
"I remember! I'd reached the end of
all things; not one penny left no
work neason Mat-couldn't sell musle
jr get II sung, not one military engage
ment through all I hose awful weeks.
Only the clothes I was wearing left!
not a friend In the whole world I
'ould turn to for help bread and wil
ier for a week then water without
Hie bread, with the French man'K ex
perience to follow: no sooner had I
taught the horse to live on one straw
,i day than the brute spiled me and
"lint I didn't die! No, here I inn, un
fortunately alive. I've been under lie
uaiers of fate once, and like olhei
I odleH risen to Hie hiil face, I Until go
down again directly. Mrs. Wilcox
I h in Uk she can turn me out without
being held up for manslaughter or any
tiling of Unit kind. Khali I rise tin
nccoiid lime through the casual ward
or be allowed to die quietly In the gut
ter'' Heaven knows; I don't."
Another long, weary pause, at the
end of which the landlady popped her
head In at the door, gave a grunt
which might either have been satisfac
tion or dlHgust on realizing the In
valid was conscious better; then
dived bad; to the kitchen, emerging
therefrom a little later with a liaHln of
ery weak soup and a plecp of bread,
which she set down with a clatter on
a Hmall table near the bed with the re
mark: "You can feed yourself again now;
the time lt'n wasted iivery day a-look-Ing
after you no money could ever pay
"I'm sure I'm very grateful," was
the shamed reply. "Have I been 111
"Ator'n two weeks," ungraciously,
"an' me scared lo death with all tills
-talk o' smallpox about."
Colin started violently.
"Hut It ean't be that there Is no
i ash "
"flood thing for you It wasn't," was
the sharp retort "It's delirium, the
doctor says. You've been a-playln;;
that there piano to death, but there
ain't enough on those bones to suit,
me; it's all noise an' no meat In
pianos. Never no more musicians
take my rooms, and out yon go Just
as soon as ever you run set foot to the
"I must owe you an awful lot," he
mmrotired, brokenly. "I nee medicine,
and food, and wine, besides tfae rent;
you mitnt he n kind of pantomime fairy
disguised as as "
"Don't you go poking your fun at
nie," she broke In shrilly. "I'm a poor,
haul working, honest woman. Fairy,
Indeed. The very Idea. What you've
bad you've paid for, or. It slands to
1 capon, out you'd have gone long ago."
"I'alil lor," blankly; "why, when I
wan taken III I was behind with my
"And who'll blame me for paying
myself out of Hie money In youi
pocket?" hectoring!'. "There you was
a-lylng dead (to It looked at find) on
the Uoor, and when the doctor was
fetched, he says food, fire, wine nn'
good nursing. 'WIio'h to pay' Hays I,
and h sa)s, 'You'd belter look
nmongHt bis things lor ti In money.
In the meantime, mm this,' giving me
a Hoverelgn. One of the other lodgers
sat with you while I run for Ihe medi
cine, an' afterward we went through
your things together,
"Ten pounds there was In two flve
pound noti-H, an' 15 shllllngK In silver
I Jlst got the gentleman to Hlgn his
name to Its being nil right, which,
thank heaven. Iip'h here nn' can prove,
nn' In course I took out the three
pounds owing for rent, an' paid the
doctor back his sovereign, an' used the
rest as it was wanted. What's left's In
that there box on the table, an' another
week's rent due to-morrow."
Where the money had come from
goodness alone knew! A purse of
gold, where nol one copper piece hart
"The mere money I may repay some
day," he thought; "hut the action
never! Whether one pound or f0 at
the last day, It will speak It will have
a thouHand olces. (lod will hear
As soon as he could crawl h"
dragged himself to the piano. If even
now he could only be In time -time to
win that grand prize offered by the
eoiiHervatoIre at Florence for tin- beat,
setting of a song to words supplied by
them 250 ICngllsh money, with the
situation of harmony master at a
large salary lo, perhaps, the cleverest
group of Htudents the world had ever
There was an exquisite but tnndden
Ing elusive melody In his brain an
angel Hong; but bis bead v. iih weak
from Illness, and It was evidently
doomed to remain one of those untold
dream witcheries which thrall most
soul musicians at times and draw
away their thoughts to eloudland. He
could not hum it, could nol tlnd Its
beginning or end, though he tried each
note In the gamut; but he felt It, he
had dreamed It; Home day too late,
perhaps, to make use of In this world
it would come to 1 I id In Its full, glori
Kong alter song, tune after tune, he
painfull) evolwd, only to throw them
aside with a cry of despair when Iln
ished. ".Mechanical, wooden! Correct har
mony? Yes, but oh, ye gods, bow com
monplace, how evenly on the dead
level! and only 21 hours left before
the MS. mUHt be po-ttcd. I am like a
drowning man who sees the life belt
hanging Just out of his rest h. Tho
prize, the piiHltlou, Hie melody and my
utter Inability lo grasp It. What Is
that?" springing to his feel and al
ino.it ceasing In breathe as certain
notes, halting, fault), but still glori
ously beautifully, reached his ear.
"Who Is thai? What is that " A
long paiiix-, then lie hsIiI deliberately,
resolutely though Ills face wan while
us snow, "That Is the music that shall
win the prize! It Is mine, not his! I
dreamed It. I enn write it into Himie
iblng that will electrify the world; my
harmonics shall In- trnuscendently
beaiitllul. his an- hopelessly laulty;
the melody Ih v.'nrthless lo him, to me
II is salvalion lor soul and body -- -"
The notes were played thioiigh again
slowly, lendi-rlv. with wiong chords,
Willi right chords, with one linger only,
u ricli deep voire hummed I hem. u
girl's clear soprano corrected the man
to n curious minor resolution thai
Colln's soul bad already leaped to
they these unknown two had given
him the clew to his dream melody;
theirs was of the earth earthly; he
would turn It Into something that was
worthy even of Heaven Itself.
Down he sat and set feverishly to
work and the melody lilted the words,
as u glove the hand;
Hall, victor' In tin- KcncrniM strife.
This In the gulden hour of II I ;
The struggle ami til" IllHk lire llillli-.
The Kiii-iiliiii and tin- rhaplel wmi
Thine W the faili-lcs olive cii.wii.
Illiir.iin mid badge ! lirlKlit renown;
For tin it the poet's lyre Ih strung.
For thee the ioiik of tlliiuiili won
He wrote on. and on, and on! Night
passed Into day, and day nearly Into
night again before It was Mulshed, and
he managed to stagger on' and post It
himself; then he fainted, and Mrs, Wil
cox told him he must leave her house
at the end of the week. She couldn't
abide Invalids, besides which she had
a chance of letting her rooms lor al
most double the money; but her first
Moors were going, and new people com
ing In who wanted an extra room.
Colin was thankful to go. He felt
like a thief who had robbed a blind
man. He was a .thief, and he had
Htolen what was far more precious than
gold he had stolen fame from an old
man, a foreigner, (rum a girl yttbv
as poor us himself and he haled him-M.-If
lor it. He had dune It almost lu
his delirium, but ns health and
strength returned every hour, so did
his moral sense of right and wrong.
Ilu was u thler.
The letter with the good ncwu catiiu
to a dreary Loudon attic, one of those
tiny, llMiirnlshed rooms which shelter
broken hearts and hide blighted hopes
I torn ihe mock or the world.
Colin Sluari had won the prl.e lot
his superb setting of the classic ode
he held the cheek lu bis hand fur
i'liliii, with the foimal oiler of the
post he had craved, with more than
lormal appreciation of his work, for
the famous Slgnor Tlomo pronounced
It worthy ol the highest praise.
Colin threw Ihe letter down In bit
ter contempt. "Stolen honors-a
giant's robe," be multered, "only, thank
heaven, there is still time to make
restitution. I will take- It there to
night now, it may be to them what
It was lo me what It would have been
to me If It were honestly mine. Per
haps the melody wns hers thai beau
tiful dark-eyed girl I used to see pass
ing up and down to the second floor
back perhaps it was the old foreign
er's I Haw with her Just before I was
taken III they will pity and forgive,
the temptation was so great."
Hut they also had left .Mrs. Wilcox's
apartments, he found they had gone
a few days before he himself had done
"She Miss (llacomo was a govon
ess and bad lived here for three years,"
explained .Mrs. Wilcox, vexedly, "and
paid to the day all that time. Then
her uncle came and took her away he
hadn't any children, and Is quite a
rich old man, I believe, an' she's going
abroad with him. She was his sister's
child, an' there'll been a quarrel over
the marriage an' they lost sight of
each other. Anyhow the parents are
dead now, and the slgnor lie's adopted
.Miss fllacomo for bin own; their nA
dtess, sir? Now," let me hce, they
went from here to one of them big
hotels Cecil I think It was"
Colin contrived to cut short the rest
of her voluble talk, and started olf to
walk to the Hotel Cecil; he was glad
Irom his heart that the girl had found
a friend and the prospect of happl
neHS If only the good luck had come
to him, other ilicams than money and
fame might have been his; now she
would never know that her pretty face
had chained him to .Mrs. Wilcox's
house like a spell, that the chance
meeting sometimes, the glance from
her sweet eyi-H had Inspired his muse
yes! Homething i-Ihh hud gone out of
Ills life with Nina (ilncomo, and he
bad to confess himself as a thief he.
It was the only restitution he could
"I had set my whole soul on win
ning that prl.e," stammer- . the cul
prit, with downcast eyes. "I thought
ol ll by day and ill earned of It by
night then I was taken III, and a
wondrous melody made llsll' known
to me; strange, sweet harmonies ran
lb rough my fever so that waking wuh
almost a pain, for with coining hack
to Ibis dieary world the angel nine
vanished, and I could not catch bold of
II- II seemed Still ill ill)' soul, bill
iluslve, like ii shadow which ciiinol
be grasped -Iben- one night I ht-nid It
played lu another loom, I beard it
1 1 1 1 m m I and st i illumed, not the har
mony, but the ghost of Hie melody,
anil my delirium was not over. S en
Ileal )OII In lielleve it was not the IriM
Colin Stuaii, but home lemuiuil t Ilu
lever llend who did it. I stole tin
melody and elahnratcd II, hai inoni'.ed
II, as I had hciml ll played III my
dieimis, and I sent It In iih my own,
It won the prl.e II Is here yours,
not mine "
".No," said Nina (ll.icomo, solUy lay
ing a detaining bund lo stay the ic
treat In- tiled lo make, "II was always
yiiuis. .Mr. Stuaii, even In your fever
the ruling passion of your lite came
out; then- were many bonis when you
weie alone, uutetiiled, and you used lo
eel up and play wonderful musle
dream music which drove one Into
eistasy to bear, belter, far more beau
tiful than I hud ever heard you play
"That prl.e melody was yours, and I
used to pick out Just the nil on my
piano afterward sometimes. 1 have re
membered other tunes, but I liked that
best; It Is your very own, and the ap
pointment hIso and . I am happy for
j our sake "
"I had one other dream, too," he
said, lu almost Inaudible tone, "as
sweet or sweeter than tin- musle,
Tlu-ie was a purse lound lu my room,
e lady's purse, with a name hastily
erased, yet not so thoroughly hut Hint
some lelters were left "
"o'i must forgive." she said quick
ly, "the good luck came lo me Jusl
then; my uncle offered me a home.
I knew I should have enough money
lor always and- and I was passing
the door when you fell and fainted
I knew why, and .Mrs. Wilcox ha.'
been inr.de bard because her own fight
ban been so hitterthose on the roach
cannot understand how the whrelf
hurt, unless once they have been un
der them themselves,"
And after all they did not puss nut
of each other'a lives the Rood IneV
had como at last! London Til-lilt.
THE WOMAN AND
A Woman had a I leu that laid an egg every day. The Fowl was
of n superior breed ; and the eggs were very fine, and sold for a good
price. The woman thought tli.tt, by giving the Hen double as much
food as she had been in the habit of giving, the bird might be brought
to lay two eggs a day instead of one. So the (i:antitv of food va
donbl'j.l accordingly, and the Hen grew very fat. an' gave over laying
Moral-Me tluit would ronn- unnaturally Into kpmiIit rlclnn than hm Ik-iii accorded
him hunld not rcplim If li flniln lilmsiilr a Ix gitur In tin.' end.
THE CLEARING-OFF MAN.
II l lliiloi I.ooUIiik for SuiikIiIix
mill Sheila Cheerfulm-nn
"He In the most encouraging man I
ever knew; Im always thinks It Is go
ing lo clear off." That was a remark
beard In the crowd on the street as
people were hastening to the dock to
start for the yacht race, relates the
New York Mall and Kxpress. This
cheerful person hnd slroady cleared tha
weather so far an the little party who
wero dlHcusHlng Mm worn concerned.
Their faces were radiant with sinllcj
nt the mere thought of him.
The man who alwuys thinks It Is go
ing to clear off Is a blessing to any
community, lie taken a cheerful view
of the weather because be lakes a
cheerful view of everything. He Is
wise meteorologically, because, ni a
matter of fuel, It generally doea clear
off, and he Is wIhi) temperamentally
and In the world's sense because con
tinued cheerfulness, a habitually hopa
ful view. Is rewarded with the world's
aflectlon and ciinlldenee- two things
which an- worth a great deal more
than Its money.
There are too many good people In
the world who make a kind of public
calamity of their goodness. We doubt
whether a good pen-on who thus
makes his goodness a cheerless and
critical thing comes off as well In the
eternal account iih the man who,
though be may have bis little human
weaknesses, makes people smile In
stead of frown makes Ibeni firmly be
lleve that dark allies aie going lo clear
and Instantly brightens Into sym
pathetic radiance a rather weak and
hazy quality of sunshine when It
Since bi-iiiiy Is truth, the rn-in who
TlialliM US believe in the essential benu
tlfiilncFH or Ihe world mind he a good
nn! true man. lu any case, wllh all
bis faults, we love him
liri-lili-l- 'I'll ll ll iliiiliilll.
Uncle (leorge - lieen lighting the
ticker again, eh? I suppoi.e you con
sider yourself a Napoleon of llnance.
Topi I consider myself a greater
than Napoleon. Uncle Oeorge. He had
only a single Waterloo; I have one
every day. - Huston Transcript.
I'oit lu a .'llllM-.
The Plymouth ilrethreu Chapel at
West Coker, near Yeovil, Is built under
a slope of hillside. One day a cow graz
ing on the slope missed Its footing, fell
20 ft'ft, pitched on the chapel roof, and
crashed through, When the owner got
the key and opened the chapel door the
animal quietly walked out.
Ktrry Man' Hiitr.
The constant duty of every man to
his fellows Is to ascertain his own
powers and special gifts, and to
strengthen them for the help of oth
Tmrn IntnAril hy ru-iliiiiprra.
A curious day's happening at Hutch
inson, Kan,, was an Invasion of thou
sands of grasshoppors. The following
morning they hud disappeared, where,
none knew or eared.
I'ollteness Is a sort of guard which
co vera the rough edites of our char
acter and prevents their wounding
l urloua Julill.
British troops In lodla have lately
celebrated the fiftieth anniversary of
belay yermltlad la wear muaUcBM.
THE FAT HEN.
I WATER NOT FIRE FEEDER.
Nclpnlllli- Aiillmrllv Nhnvra Tlml II It
I lie Ileal lllmr Ki.
A correspondent of the Scientific
American protests against 'tho usu of
water to extinguish great llres, on the
ground that In many cases tho water
"feeds" Instead of extinguishing the
conflagration. To this tho editor re
plies as follows:
"Wo are aware that there Is a pop
ular Impression that water thrown tip
on a lire aiilsts the eonllagratlon un
der certain conditions. We, however,
are also aware that chemists do not
cou.ililor this to be a fact. Water can
not feed a Itame unless It In separated
Into Its constituent gases, oxygen and
hydrogen. Water Is the most de
structive to lire of any liquid which
can be commanded In sulllclent quanti
ties for such a use, since It contains all
the oxygen It can hold.
The question then resolves Itself In
this: Can water dlschargdl upon a fire
bo separated Into gases so as to feed
the llame? The prohihllllics are decid
edly against this. Water is every day
r.eparatrd Into lis constituent gasei In
all our rltlos In the making of water
gas, as ll Is called, so that the prob
lem of aciompllshlng this Is well un
derstood. For the beginning of disso
ciation a temperature of 'JJOO dogreoi
Fahrenheit Is required The dissocia
tion Is complete at I.SIKI degrees Fahr
enheit. It In very s'llc to Hiy that IIiimh
temperatures are not possible lu Ibn
open air. Tho blasl furnace will glvs
a leniper.ilure of ;i,IIO(i Fahrenheit. In
u confined npnce, an In a water gaf
plant, anthracite mal under a blast ol
all- will pasr tin- temperature required
for dissociation; but ulth nothing te
previ nt tin- os.'-ape of the Hlenui there
is no re, '-.on lo suppose that u can r.
made hot enough to dissociate It. and
so there In no reason to believe that
any open air eonllagratlon was evei
fed by playing water upon II."
Cbolly- I was talking l Maynui
Inwsl night, and sin- says she doesn't
C!r,ienci.- Cheah up, old fellah! Per
haps she may change her ml'id, don
cherl.now. Hoslou Po.it.
I.lfe-Kn t Inn l iialunir.
M. Probst bus Invented a life-saving
costume In which he has remained 15
days at sea. The dress Is ho buoyant
that nearly half of the body remains
abov water, Tho costume consists of
a kind of diving suit, made of India
rubber. I.'IiihikpiI Ilia Mlnil.
Naggshy I thought you wero novo
going to work for those people again.
Waggsby I did say ho. Hut since
that time they have decided Inat I
might come back. Haltlrnore Amer
ican, (ilnaa-lllo wlnu nn Annlent Art.
Hottles al one time were all blown, the
blowing procers being as old as the time
of the Pharaohs, for In the Kgyptlan
monuments ure depleted glass-blowen
at work Justus they work lo-ilny.
l.nrKrat Kli-uhnnl liver Known.
There has recent I) arrived In Ger
many the hide of an elephant that wan
Hi feet it Inches high, this being ovel
II feel above the largest elephant evei
Paw Mcilrana Can Hil.
Out of the i:i,C0(),00U people In Me&
Ice, Imi loan 2,000,000 aaa read.