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DAKOTA CITY, NEB. John H. Rem, - Publisher Peary Insists that one Cook eaanot loA hU broth. c r r - - -J The dressmaker think the hour glass shape is timely. JIob:dy baa as yet suggested th fright boys for President in isi-s. . Also It appears that a dash from the Dole Is not without 1U thrills and Jaegers. It's a poor case of prosperity that jpuk't keep several strikes going at the SMRve time. "aVhat shall it profit a man to gain All 4)ie railways in the world and bare to give tbem up at lant? England resents our Impudence in Proverlng the pole. Well, we waited polite period ot time for England Ind it. Because the corn has long whlBkers tils year we are promised a cold win ter. Has the coal trust been sprin tJtag beard tonic over the farmsT 1 A man nenrly broke his neck by timing his head suddenly to look at wo pretty glrla. Ordinarily It takes nly one pretty girl to turn a man's lead. A. dispatch says that there fa fear !t American baa boen killed by tigen a Costa Rica. There are Just aa many igeri in Costa Rica as there are in Lfrlca none. Jtow they are talking about farming the Isthmus of Panama along the Exports will be sent down to Jxamlne the land before it Is "opened for settlement." Fashionable dames who may be Chinking of adopting Eskimo dogs as bets will be sorry to learn that those flogs are too large to be carried around in one's arms. , The next man who fights bis way a the northern extremity of the E'Ys axis need not be surprised If nds a notice to the effect that pole has changed bands." According to Cook's story, the town pt Etah consists of four canvas tents, fereral men, eight or nine women, ifcboot thirty children and 108 dogs. The wealth par capita must be very fViflJl there. Becent estimates place the supply of Coal in the United States as being sufQ cleat to last more than 7,000 years. Tt law of supply and demand has 1 teased, however, to have any Baerlng n the price of coal. Ye have glanced, casually over Mr, fount's plans and specifications of lb Ideal man who is to appear in 2908, and will be seven feet high and Otherwise wonderful but it Is not ttaied that he will be able to put tip I . lf in the kitchen or mend a leaky I titse. Host boys of a mechanical turn aie baildlng aeroplanes these days. One M them launched bis from the root t a shed the other day, In an at tempt to fly over the garden. Tho tomato patch in which he landed gave film an appearance more horrifying tbun was justified when the stains rere washed off by his anxious moth er. All the governments of the earth leam to be seeking new objects on Wfclch they can levy a tax in 'order Jhat their revenue will meet their ex enses. Even cities and the smaller (owns are engaged in this Bearch Congress spent weeks and months In discussing ways and means; the Ens- ll&h parliament has been undergoing a like siege; France is at her wits' no, ana uermany is ready to despair, Looking over the list of taxable nub Jects, it would seem that about every object under the sun had boen nosed tut and a levy placed on It. Resident Roosevelt's country life .jmmlsslon has lately made public Its eareful and Interesting report. It as serts, of course, that agriculture is generally profitable, and the conditions of rural life are steadily improving. Btni tho farm is less profitable as a business, and less attractive as a place ot residence, than It should be. Many farms do not pay because of bad roads and unintelligent cultivation, ending I soil exhaustion. Properly built roads, crop rotation, persistent main tenance of soil fertility, are funda mentally necessary. The commission als finds, in some districts, specu lative holding of land, control of streams and water power by Interests which prevent the farmer from util izing the no natural resources, and soil destruction following wasteful defor estation. A parcel pott, postal sevings banks, a thorough study of taxation and the tariff as it bears on the agri culturalist, and an extension of the principle of rectnroclty are cpeclflc rec ommendation!) which the commission makes. It lr 1st, too, on the Impor tance of an -nderstaudlng of the ele ments of h; iene and sanitation, and on the ner- lty of improving the rural schools hy Introducing practical meth ods of l 'ruction similar to those ho uccesvr,' In the agricultural colleges. The p ' -dun of farm labor, it is be lieved, can be met only hy smaller tiol'"'. and more systematic tillage Intf Ive farming, in short for which me - hired hand are not needed. In r!i nftlly It Is noted that in the older yjrts of the country, Immigrants, ac i imtonied at borne to this sort of cul tlvaUon, nre gradually dispossessing the native stock. Not the leaBt Sm portani snij'ft dlscuswd Is woman's place on the f -rrn. The old household Industrie i'f. Ing boen taken over by tbe f"orl" he woman finds her life more " - -r one of routine. An in creased share la the l.'gbter field and garden work, social organisations, Ilk reading and study clubs, and sucn con veniences as telephones and running water, are mentioned as things whick help to make country life more at tractive to active and capable girls and women. Will E. If. Harrlman go down In history as a famous manT He achieved large things. Some of tbem, were there any possible common standard of comparison, perhaps would appear fully equal to the exploits which have given other men lasting fame. Will their reward be his? The question may safely be answered In the nega tive. In financial, commercial and in dustrial history Mr. Ilarrlman's narao will no doubt loom large. Hut there alone. The writer of the general his tory of the nation will assign him a very modest place at best; and the general public, three or four decades hence, will hardly find that that brief reminder stirs either enthusiasm or recollection. That has been the fate of every one of the American finan ciers who have achieved large material success and power. On the head of which one rests the laurel wreath of fame either by popular or critical con sent? On Commodore Vanderbllt's or John Jacob Astor's? These and others did large things in their day. But they nre not In any sense really fa mous. The reason why this certain position of historical inferiority awaits tho man who devotes his life to the successful accomplishment of large material ends, no matter how glgantlo the enterprises or how vast the ability displayed, lien on tbo surface. It Is found In . the general feeling that who accumulates vast quantities nnd gains tho power that goes with it is yet far from having done one of the things that merit historic fame. The thing that people glory In Is the fruits which the successful struggle towards material ends makes possible In the arts, sciences and domestic comforts of civilization. In comparison with the finished product, tho Importance o( even the greatest workers in the raw material sinks into historic insignifi cance. They may lie useful, nut tney are not revered, no matter how valiant and opportune their services. There is also another consideration: The people, no matter how materlaily-mlnd- cd they may be, invariably award farn to the men whom they feel in their hearts to be representative of theli higher spiritual selves not of tholr ordlnnry instincts for gain and power, but of their moro unselfish thoughts, ARGUMENT BY ANAGRAM, So many Cassaudraa come to giel that the story of Lady Eleanor Aud' ley. the wife of Sir John Davles, who was Attorney General for Ireland in 1606, will surprise no one familiar with the prophecies of melancholy la dies. Lady Eleanor had a turn for prophecy based on Scriptural ana grams. Among other predictions, she claimed to have foretold her husband'i death. ' "His doom I gave him In letters of his own name John Daves, Jove's Hand within three years to expect the mortal blow, so put on my mourn- log garment from that time; when about three days before his sudden death, before bis servants and friends at the table, gave him part to take bis long sleep, by him thus put off: 'I pray, weep not while I am alive, and I will give you leave to laugh when I am dead.' " Sir John was made Chief Justice of England, but died on th day he would have taken his sent on the bench. It was given to another than her husband, however, to give Lady Eleanor a keener dart. She was brought Into the court of high com mission on chargee arising out of ber claims to prophetic powers, which she grounded on an anagram of her name, Eleanor Davlos Reveal, O Daniel. 'And though," writes an old chron icler, "it bod too much by an L, and too little by S, yet eho found Daniel and Reveal in It, which nerved her turn. "Much pains was taken by the court to dispossess her of this spirit; but all would not do, till Ijunb, the Dean of Arches, Bhot her through and through with an arrow borrowed from ber own quiver. "For whllnt the bishops nnd divines were reasoning the point with ber out of Holy Scriptures, he took a pen in bis band, and at last hit on an ex cellent anagram: "Dame Kleanor Davys Never so mad a lady!" InnlallluK a Neolch J u dire. They have still a quaint way of in stalling judges in Scotland, the West minster Gazette says. Before Ixrd Cullen took his seat on the bench thu other day in the Court ot Session the lord president. In presence ot the as semhled judges, on receiving the now Judge's commission, ordered It to be read with all loyalty and respect. The commission, which was In the usual archaic terms, narrated how the va cancy arose In the college ot justice In "that part of our united kingdom called Scotland," and declared that as H was requisite to apoliit a person of loyalty, learning and kunwledge of and experience in the laws, and being well informed of the loyalty, litera ture and good qiialltlcatlous of "on trusty and well beloved William .lunics Cullen we have thought good to nominate and present hlni unto you." The commission having beeu read the lord president Intimated that ns lord prolwtloner Mr. Cullen woul proced to Lord Skerrlngton's court end hear two casca anil return to the tlri-.t division and report his opinion on them, after which he would hea counsel and deliver his opinion In an other case. That procedure havln been followed the Judges reassemble und the lord president Intimated that the lord probationer had passed hi trials satisfactorily. Lord Cullen was then Invested with his robes aud th ceremony ended. We never knew a circus to dlvld but we never heard of a circus that wm sot charged wUU It Old Favorites 'I O swift rny boat like a bird on the billow, The boat of my heart niy trim Ben mychree, But swifter than bird leups my love from her pillow, The girl Of my heart who is waiting for me; And down drops the anchor, the brown soils are falling:, And out on the shingle we leap in our glee; Dut for all the bright eye and the laughter and cftlllng. The girl of my heart Is all that I see. Chorus Mnnn, my own love, Mona, my darling, Art thou not mine thro' the long years to be? By tho bright stars above thee, I love thee, I love thee, Live for then, die for thee, only for then Oh, Mona, Mona, my darling, Art thou not mine thro the long years to be? Farewell, nil Is over, the bitter tears falling; My life Is a wreck on a dark winter sea; Tin- Innocent days nil nre gone past recalling, There yawns a dark gulf 'twlxt my darling and me; 1 pans to my exile alone, unbefrlend d. The Hummer days mock me with gludncsa nnd mirth, For only with death will that exile be ended, Thoii'rt lost to me, darling, forever on earth. Monii, my lout love, Mona, my darling, I 'ray for me, pray thro" the long years to be; And tho angels above thee, who plt and love thee, Will plead for me also and bring me to thee. Oh, Mona, Mona, my darling, Pray for nie. pray thro' the long years to be. Fred K. Weatherly. THE NATIONAL SIN. lUtrnvauaiier, Public and Frlviitr, America.' Wont Menace. A few nights ago I sat with a p.rty of men one an upstate banker, two New York merchants, one of them bond of a great corporation whose product enters into the manufacture of a dozen or more leading staples used in nearly every home, and the other engaged in a large way with interna tional trading; the fourth gentleman, a literary man of recognized attain ments, and the last, other thaa my- Belf( a politician of national repute an honest man, though the reputed possessor of a large fortune acquired principally by making shrewd Invest ments and as a result of advanced information respecting Wall street op erations. The topic, entirely by chance, was the extravagance of the present age, nnd tbe consensus of the opinion ex pressed and assented to by all was to the effect that national, state and mu nicipal governments rush into engage ments Involving in execution vast sums of money raised and to be raised through the only available source, tax ation of the people, and many times larger than the known wealth of the country or the probable endurance of the people's prosperity warrants. The people, Inherently committed to woeful waste and prodigality according to their means in personnl expenditures. are blind to proper realization of the meaning of these stupendous budgets. They are too much absorbed Ifl their own pursuits to give attention, even could many of them do so understand- ngly, to the direction affairs ae tak ing. Tho multiplicity and duplication of public oftlces and the Incumbents thereof, many of whom nro In charge of vast expenditure of public funds, are In the hands of men who never have made and never could make ommerclal success in business ven tures of any description. They look on while graft, direct and Indirect. runs riot with the people's money. Contemplation of tho foregoing pic ture is not pleasant. Is It too grossly nalnted? Communication In New York Sun. POTATOES. I'hr rirrat l'otato Onlcr an Hoot llpat to larrraan the I'roilticl. The greatest center In the United States for the production of potatoes lira in the five counties of Virginia along the eastern and wetttern shores of Chesapeake bay. The value of the rop whipped from this section In one year averages $6,000,000, which, having been planted late In February, Is har vested In June. During the four In tervenlng months, however, the Colo rado potato bug or beetle, as the en tomologlstB have It reaps a harve all Its own. and the trucker suffers heavy damages as a consequence. The department has been looking Into the ravages of the potato bug for some time, and In a recent bulletin It gave the farmers some expert ad vice regarding the proper manner in which to deal with his bugshlp. The old manner of minimizing the ravages of the potato bug Is to satiate his glut tonous appetite with a mixture of parls green and land plaster one pound of the former to forty or fifty pounds of the latter. The powder Is put In a burlap bag and rdi.tUen over the potato rows. Notwithstanding this treatment the potato bug Keeps rlj'ht on thiitiiiR, a new generation. caii with Its Inoidi nnte appetite for potatoes, being hatched out in lens than a week. To nrke the war against t tie Insect pro ductive of greater results tho depart ment of nuili ultuie conducted u series of exiM'i Intents, with the result that it now recommends applications of liquid rather than the powder. One difficulty with the land plaster it Is salil. Is that It causes an acid condition of the soil which Is Injurl ous to the plants. It Is recommended therefore, thnt parls green or arsenate of lead le dissolved with bordeaux mixture. The lime, it is pointed out, prevents the arsenic from burning the plant's foliage, and the bordeaux mix ture appears to bava the beneficial ef fect of increasing the yield of pota toes. The grower are advised te use spraying pumps, which will enable them to apply the poison generally, and to go over their fields at least three times during the season. This method, the department experts say, will prove vastly more effective, will result in a larger crop of vegetable!, and withal will be more economical. It is asserted that the fanner will more than save the cost of his spray ing outfit in a single season Washing ton Post. FACTS ABOUT THE MIKADO. If la an Indaat rloaa Man and II e markably In tcltlsrrnt. The yearly allowance of the Mikado, which Is at the name time that of the whole Imperial family, is now $1,500. 000. Besides he has the yearly in comes of 130,000 from the Interest on the $10,000,000 which was given to him from the war Indemnity received from China ten years ago; of $250,000 from his private estates, which amount to $5,000,000 or more; of $300,000 from the forests, covering an area of G.12-1,-873 acres and valued at $512,437,300, at $100 an acre; in all, $1,250,000. Thus, his yearly net Income amounts to $2,750,000, Bays the Independent. There are In all sixty members lu the Imperial family, Inclusive of eleven married and four widowed princesses, who are members of the family by marrlnge, not by birth. Of the rest there are eleven married and ten un married princes, inclusive of the Mi kado, and eighteen unmarried prin ce sues. The Mikado is Industrious. Ho rises early In the morning and perforins his official duties ail day for many hours. The Mikado is an intelligent man, well educated. It is said he is erudlto enough for a degree of Ph. D. The Mikado is 6 feet tall. He is one of tne tallest men of his court. He is stout, broad shouldered aud weighs 200 pounds. His countenance has an expression of an athlete, which is not represented In his photographs that are made public. The Empress Haruko Is 56 years old, and is two years senior of her hus band. She is one of the moat beau tiful women in Japan. As she is older than the Mikado she has been able to give her motherly care to the Mikado during all these years of Meljl. The couple love each other dearly, although they do not usually go together when they go out. It Is publicly denied that she is jealous of her rival, although it is a fact that the Crown Prince Harunomlya is not her majesty's son, but his majesty's. THE FIRST BLIND PUPILS. In describing the work of her father Dr. Samuel G. Howe, for the blind, Mrs. Laura E. Richards tells of his first pupils. At first be taught In his father's house, and went about tbo State to find blind children who need ed help. An incident in this work is given in Doctor Howe's own words. In tbe year 1832, while inquiring for blind children suitable for Instruc tion in our projected school, I heard of a family in Andover in which there were several such, and immedi ately drove out thither with my friend and co-worker. Dr. John D. Fisher. As we approached the tollhouse and halted to pay the toll. I saw by the roadside two pretty little girls, one about six, the other about eight years old, tidily dressed, and standing, hand in bund, by the old tollhouse. They had como from their home near by, doubtless to listen, as was their wont to gossip between the toll gatherer and the passers-by. On looking more closely. I saw that they were both totally blind. It was a touching and interesting scene, that of two pretty, graceful, attractive lit tle girls, standing band in hand, and although evidently blind, with uplift ed faces and listening cars, as If brought providentially to meet, mes sengers sent of God to deliver them out of darkness. It would indeed be hard to find among a thousand chll dren, two better adapted, irrespective of their blindness, for the purpose of commencing our experiment. They were shy of us at first, but we gained their confidence with aorae difficulty, after which they led the way to their home in a neighboring farm house. They were two of a numerous family, the parents of which were sub stantial, respectable people, and par tlculatly good samples of the farming class of New England. The mother was espec ially intelligent and devoted to her children, aud much concerned about the barrier which blindness placed in the way ot educating the tlve who were blind. She was much interested in the novel plan for edu cating the blind which we explained to her. She had never thought of In structing children through any sense but that of sight, but xhc soon saw the practicability of the thing, and being satisfied about our honesty, she consented, with Joy and hope, to our proposition of beginning with ber two gitls. Abhy and Sophia Carter. In a lew days they were brought to Boston and received into my father's house, as tho first pupils of the first Anterl can school for the blind. Ilia Ciiinir. "He always pattonizes that one res taurant. "Who, Silnjay? Ycs. there are wait-tvi-scs there, you know." '. "Hut he doesn't cue for the girls." "No, but you don't have to tip girls." In A ret It' t Irelra. Do the natives ever give banquets?" "Sometimes." "I suppose the Eskimo beau drinks whale oil out of a lady" slipper." "Yes, and then eats the slipper." Louisville Courier-Journal. Ileflnril. The pessimist stands benouth the tree of prosperity, and growls when tl'o fruit falls on his bead. Suocesf Magsxlne. AN DTDIAN SUMMER SAT. There's a lulling song of locusts and the hum of honey-bees, And you almost hear the sap flow through the thrilled veins of the trees; And the haty, mnr.y. daisy, dreaming world nround you seems Llk a mystic land enchanted like a paradise of dreams! Illtie smoke from happy huts, A rain of ripened nuts, And far awny, o'er meadows ringing. Sweet rounds, as of a woman singing: "Comln' through the rye "Comin' through the rye!" And then, (he faint, uncertain, silver tenor ot a belt That summons all the winds to prayer in many a cloistered dell; And then, a thrush's music from grooves with golden gleams, The wild notes of a mocking-bird, and still the dreams the dreams t Blue amoke from happy huts, A rain of ripened nuts, And far o'er golden meadows ringing, Sweet sounds, as of a woman singing: "Comin' through the rye "Comin' through the rye!" Frank L. Stanton. "So Miss Pyser's got to go to the boor farm," said Mrs. Green. "I'm sur prised that she's kep' out of It so long." "Yes," said portly, pompous Mrs. Barker, wife of the chairman of the selectmen, "my hu.sband told me this noon that she had applied to the town for help, and of course they can't sup port her In her own house. "I said 'twas flying In the face of fate when she took those two children to bring up; one died and t'other ran away, and now she's all alone." The vinegar-faced dame who had thus delivered herself settled to her work with a self-congratulatory look, as if she thanked the Lord that she was not as others were. Mrs. Barker crossed her hands in stately idleness; it did not become tbe wife of the richest man In Bayville to sew at the fortnightly circle; her pres ence was all-sufficient. Miss Berry, who sat beside her, look ed up from her seam. Her sallow face was a trifle pale. "You don't mean to say that the Wlllowdale people are really going to let Elizabeth Pyser go on the town, after all the good she 's done?" she asked. "Why not?" returned Mrs. Barker. It ain't their fault that she's wasted her money. She's shiftless always glvln' something to somebody; and meek meek as Moses; you'd think she dasn't say her soul's her own; but she's deep!" And with a sigh of commlsscration nt the unworthlness of poor little Miss Pyser, she closed her mouth with a snap. She had nev er forgiven her for being Mr. Barker's first love and she half suspected that he would be quite willing to exchange his energetic and short-tempered wife for the sweetheart of his youth. "But you mustn't whisper that I told you this, for Mr. Barker says women nev er know enough to keep anything to themselves." I'm sure we never gossip here," said Mrs. Green. Where are you goln', Miss Berry? Ain't you goln' to stop to tea?" "No, I guess I'd better be gettin' home early to-night; Bessie'll be wait- in' for me." Now I'll bet Clarlndy Berry's gone straight over to the mlllin'ry store to spread the news; so afraid she won't be the first to tell it. Thank Heav en, I know enough to keep things to myself!" But Miss Berry was not going to tbe store nor to spread the news: she knew It was unprecedented for her to leave the sewing meeting before tea time; but as she listened to the talk the days of ber girlhood rose before her when she and Elizabeth Pyser were 'chums," and told each other all their secrets; then came a foolish little quarrel, and they had not exchanged words for twenty years. She walked straight clown the street, turned the corner, and without giving herself tl me to change her mind, en tered Miss Pyser's garden and went up the walk bordered with bouncing-bets, or "old maid's pinks." When, in an swer to her knock. Miss Pyser opened the door, neither knew what to say, but straightway fell Into each other's arms and began to cry. The door closed on them. An hour after when Miss Berry left the house to go to her own home, there was a springiness In her step, and a Bmlle plnylng about the corners of her thin Hps, that betokened unusual excite ment. Her pretty niece, Bessie, was about to sit down to her lonely tea when Miss Berry made her appearance. "Why, auntie! What brings you home ho early?" she asked pleasantly. "Oh, I couldn't stand the clatter of those old women. Now you needn't laugh, Bessie Berry; I know I'm no chicken myself; but If I'm as heart less as them I left behind. I hope I'll die before mornln'." "Well, what's the matter? You seem to he excited." "No, I ain't! I'm Just as calm as you are. But I've bcxn makln" cnlls this afternoon. I went to see Hetty Pyser. I kep' questionln' her till she told me nil about how she lost her money In the bank that failed over at Coveton; the man that owned the house, he let her stay in It out of pity; first she earned a llltlo by sew in', but lately folks didn't seem to want any work done, and she just shut herself up there to starve. Hut human nater got the best of her, and she had to bopln' that that good -for-nothin' John nie would come home, but she's about glv" him up i;ov. I asked her how much of the furniture was hers, and kep' a hlutln' and a hintin' 'till I found out everything she could tell me; aud I enjoyed every minute." She paused, otit of breath with ex citement, and remained for some time In deep thought. Hessle, too, was silent. She div'ned what wus passing In her aunt's mind. "Say, Bessie," said Miss Berry at last, "do you think we could contrive to keep another? I can't bear tbe thoucot of bavins Elizabeth so to the - 05 811k poor farm. There's that back cham ber with nothing In it, and she's got her own furniture " She looked appealingly at the girl, who did not immediately answer. To undertake the care of another meant additional sacrifices, more rigid econ omy. She sighed a little; life was hard enough for her already. Should she add to her burden? Would she be just to herself in doing so? Then she thought of the days when she and John Pyser were boy and girl lovers, and made wonderful plans of what they would do when they grew up. She had never lost faith in John; some day, if he lived, she knew he would come back to them. A light sprang Into her pretty blue eyes, and she met her aunt's look with a smile. "Miss Elizabeth mustn't go on the town, auntie. There's plenty of oom for her here, and we'll drive over this very evening and bring her home." After her guest had departed, Miss Elizabeth sank on tbe old lounge that had witnessed so many confidences and the tears flowed down her thin cheeks. She thought she had harden ed herself for what tbe morrow would bring, crying because she must become the companion of Crazy Jane and Wit less Will. How little she had dreamed of this in the daya when she was young and pretty, and everyone called her Bess! One there had been who swore she was the apple of his eye; but he would not undertake tbe care of her orphaned nephew and niece, and she would not desert them; so he left her for another. Now he was an impor tant person in the town, a selectman; and she gave a little gasp, and hoped he would not be the one chosen to come for her to-morrow; she really didn't think she could bear that. This was her last night in her old home, and she could not swallow tbe morsel of bread that formed her even ing repast; something would rise in her throat and choke her every time she tried. She gave it up at last, and busied herself about the room that was never out of order, setting things in place for strangers to look at. After this she went all over the house, bidding good-by to every familiar object. Hark! a wagon was rumbling up to the gate; could it be that this last night at home was to be denied her? A loud knock brought her, trembling to the door. A burly teamster stood there, and by his side Miss Berry and Bessie; what could It mean? "Betty, you are coming home with Besalo and me. Tell us what furniture to take, and let this man get It," said Miss Berry; and she drew tbe dumb founded woman aside, and in a few words explained matters. Almost dazed. Miss Elizabeth sank on the old lounge, while Miss Berry went from room to room, selecting the articles needed. Then Bessie brought the bonnet and atawl that lay ready for the morrow's journey, and together she and Miss Berry led her to her new home. Could It be possible that the poor- house was a thing of the past? She must be dreaming. By to-morrow, surely, she would wake up to the aw ful reality. But it was no dream, and the next morning Miss Elizabeth awoke with the feeling that an awful catastrophe had been averted uud the sword which had been hanging over her head for to long a time had been prevented from falling by the kind intervention of her old-time friend. As Resale had anticipated, the com ing of another into the little home cir cle meant more self-denial for herself. New frocks ami hats were out of the question; but she rip)K.'d and spoused and re-made ber winter dress, and her lingers nnd good taste soon brought out of the ruins of last sea son's wardrobe a brand nev outfit In which she looked as pretty as a pink. As for the two old friends, they fairly worshiped the girl who was the sunlight of their home. So this happy family dwelt together In peace and harmony, InJepeiuletc of outsiders, un til an event hai;iicd which broke up the circle. One i.sj a stranger strode Into the town fathers' office and asked In a voice that commanded tnstaut atten tion "nere is Ml?, ?A Elizabeth Pyser?" wrtd that be had be- Tbe cltrk an com aonewttat reduced la elm stance, and had applied to th towl for aid; and so and so " "And so you sent ber to the jjoor bouse! Was thera no one In this God forsaken bole to pay her back a Uttlt of the kindness she had always ahowa othersf "Yes," th startled young man said. "Miss Berry took her In." And b told the stranger where to find her. It was Miss Elizabeth's turn to bs electrified when a prosperous looking man presented himself at Miss Berry'i bouse and inquired if his Aunt Besi lived there. "I am Elizabeth Pyser, sir." she an swered In response to his inquiries. "Why, auntie, don't you remember Johnnie?" he exclaimed. Miss Elizabeth had grown very wtilte. and slipped Into a lifeless heaj on the floor; but joy never kills, and! when she recovered It was to realise that ber troubles were over, for John nie was well-to-do, and able and will ing to take care of her for the rest ot her days. Tbe old house was bought back and refurnished, and Johnnie and his aunt settled back Into the old life. She petted him to her heart's content, and, he alternately fondled and teased her. Just as he had done years ago, when he wore pinafores, and she had sent him to bed without any supper, an$ then carried him up a sandwich for fear he might be hungry. And Bessie Berry also returned to the old routine, and was busy and cheerful as ever, though her aunt thought shd seemed rather quieter than of yore, particularly when John, Pyser came to see them, as tie did more and mora frequently as time rolled on. "Aunt Bess," said John, one day, la rather a shamefaced manner, "don't. you think yon ought to have some young person In tne house to do the work?" "O Johnnie!" cried the little womas in fear and trembling. "Don't I please you? I know I'm getting old. but I thought you was used to my ways and we could get along. I don't want a girl botherin' round." "But auntie, the girl I bare in mind Is a very good one. Perhaps she won't come, but I intend to ask her If you are willing." "Of course I'll do anything to make you happier, Johnnie, though I don't see how a servant can make home any pleasanter for you. As tor me. I should just rust out and die if I didn't have something to do." The dear old lady was almoft la tears. "Auntie, tt Isn't exactly a servant I want; It's in fact " Johnnie teally couldn't say the words; he bad hardly dared think them as yet; but be crossed tbe room to Aunt Bess and whispered In her ear. "Oh, John," she erled delightedly, "how stupid of met It Is just tbe thing! And I never thought of it be fore!" Miss Elizabeth, was In a flutter of pleasure. She urged her nephew to go at once on his errand. "I'll sit up till yon come borne. Won't' It be like a story if Bessie be comes your wife?" "Perhaps she won't have me. Aunt Bess." "Pshaw! Go along! What's worth having is worth asking for. Have you? Of course she will! She's sensible. Bessie is." And Miss Elizabeth looked witii pride on the stalwart young man, who, although he was not handsome, bad and honest, manly face that a woman could trust. Aunt Bess was right. And now the two families are one, and the "old maids" vie with each other In petting and spoiling their grown up children, who, in return for the kindness shown them In their youth, make their lives one long, happy dream. Gritt. l'lny lip to the I'art. The story is bo old it seems trite to repeat it, but when a girl wants to go on and play herself, he has proven then and there that she doe not want to ait; she wants simply to show herself, it is Just a plain, garden variety of ingrowing ego. Her attitude of mind at once proclaims her. She will never be an actress. But if an exceedingly good looking girl decides 'she wishes to play char acter parts, in other words, forget her personal beauty and make up plain and homely for the sake of a char acterlzatlon, It's a pretty good sign thnt somewhere within is a spark that may mean art, says Paul Armstrong in Success Magazine and he goes on to say: Acting Is, after all, simply self, hypnotism the trick of being soma other person than oneself; of being It in mind and voice, body and soul. It goes deeper than clothes, wiga and grease paint, and, as ia all othei things, the mental strength always wins. According to no leas an authority ou the art of acting than Miss Olga Neth errole, it is a great parador. While it is certainly egotism which leads a girl to believe the public wish to applaud ber, nevertheless, Mis Ncthersole maintains. "There is no ego in art." In other words, sh means that it is the uttor effaceiuent of tho person the ego which makes an ac tress. Klmler Mul. Ste- Long is noted for attending U his ivrn business and saying very littlt about it. One morning an inqulsitlvt neighbor met him returning from tht w.ij;ls with his gun over hU shoulder "Hello, Steve. Wheru ye been A-shootin'?" "Yep." "What ye been a-shootln'?" "Dog" "Yer dog? My! Was he mad?" "Wall ho didn't look su danged well pleased." Everybody's. Ilrloa Mut. "You know a man Is a true friend If he will lend you money." "1 don't know. Often It turns oat that the man who refuses U Ute beat friend after all." Kansas City Time. Some men live In advance of tbfj age by reading only next kiontb'i iuagazini.