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ftV f f- SF "PEANUT JOE.' Bless ycr, yea! I'm gettln Jes' a trlflo atlft an old; Ce'n right on this corner hore for twenty year all told; Btonn 'n' cold 'n' sunshine, Ol' Joe's here Jes' ther same. Mos' everybody knows mo now 'n' calls mc by my name; Can't get lonesome If I try, faces arc so bright; Makes my heart feel cheery 'foro they passes out uv sight; Stop Jes' long ernough ter say or kind word 'fore they uo At sends a bit of comfort in ther llfo uv "Peanut Joe." Tho youngsters too, Lord love 'em, all smllo 'n' nod ter me; My ol' heart gets ez tender an cz soft like ez kin be; An' when they reach my corner, '1th their cheeks so plump n' red, I lets 'em keep their pennies, an' I take er kiss Instead; 'They goes erway a-laughln', so happy an' so gay, It makes this ol' world seem ter be a bet ter placo ter stay; An' when they reach ther corner they allers seem ter know I'm llstenln' till I hears 'em shout: "Good byl" ter "Peanut Joe." It takes mo all my tlmo ter see ther brlghtes oldo uv life, An' ao I turn my eyes erway from discord, sin 'n' strife; But if my corner seems ter bo a hard 'n' dreary place, I hunts among ther crowd ter find a happy little face; .An' brighter than or sunbeam or ther bluest bit uv sky, .A heaven on earth It seems ter shine right out uv baby's eye. So, if there Is a world above, whor' men liko mo kin go, -Jos' save a place right next tor them a spot for "Peanut Joe." Walter S. Stranahan, In Chicago Record. a339a39353333 WON AT LAST. I BY HEI'N BEEKMAN. f tee w :' e66' IT WAS a lovely picture of rolling woodland and grassy slopes, with the peaceful river in the distance re flecting the glories of the dying sun,t and the rich masses of cloud tinged with .myriad rainbow dyes, but before Bell Fielding's eyes a mist of tears inter vened. None sparkled on the jetty lashes, no trace of them was left on the iair, flushed cheek, but they blurred the vision for nil that, as she choked them back on her sad heart. Around her was every evidence of wealth. The house ris ing in the background, a grand old pile of gray stone, worthy the name of castle, the grounds surrounding it, kept in ex quisite order, giving every sign of culti vation and taste, her own dress rich and costly, yet the tears so nearly shed were caused by the bitterness of dependence. It was her uncle's house she shared, the privileges which by right belonged solely to her cousin, her beautiful cous in May proud and beautiful, the idol of her father, a man stern and grave save to the daughter, whose smile melt ed the chilliest frost in which he en wrapped himself. Years before Bell, too, had known a father's love, but thnt Archer Fielding had ever been own brother to this man of iron seemed impossible. Her earliest recollections were of a bright, genial nature, eyes and lips formed only for laughter, forbidding concealment and distrust, n heart always ready to listen to her childish wants, ever open to en fold and protect her, then silence and mystery. His name was never men tioned now in her uncle's home. She had been taught to think him dead, though sometimes rose a great hope in her soul that somewhere on this wide earth he might yet live and the day would come when she might And him. She could complain of no unkindness, but well she knew duty, not love, as signed her her daily bread, and there fore, since in her veins, too, ran the proud blood of the Fieldings, it choked her as she ate. "I will go away," she said, aloud. "I cannot bear it. 1 am young, lam strong, I can work or if needs be starve any thing rather thnn accept crumbs aye, or a whole loaf leavened by stern du ty, without one sweet morsel of love." "Soliloquizing, Miss Bell?" interrupt ed a voice, and the girl turned, her face flushing, then paling, as the young man who had thus addressed her approached and drew her arm within his. For a mo ment she let it rest there, as though it were pleasant to her, then made a mo tion to withdraw it, but he laid a de taining grasp on the small, white fin gers, ns he questioned: "Why will you not accept my escort? Is your own so ciety so far preferable?" "My cousin is expecting you, I be lieve, Mr. Armstrong, nt the house. May floes not brook delay." "Indeed! Nor do I; therefore, since I was seeking you, allow me at least a brief reward. I was not aware Miss Fielding had any claim upon my time, at least notMiss May Fielding! " Again his listener's face flushed as she made a half impatient movement of dissent. "Bell," he went on, with sudden, im petuous manner, "is it possible you do not know the charm which has drawn mehere? Hnveyounotlongago read the story of my love for you? It is true that I hnve been polite to your cousin, although my attentions have hardly been so marked as to admit of miscon struction. Think you we care for the snow-capped mountains, when at our very feet lies the valley of plenty? Through her I have gained speech with you. Surely such subterfuge is in no way to be despised. I lime seen your I proud spirit suffer, hae known some-' thing of its pangs. Barling, will you . not end them? Will you not accept the home I offer you, as fair a one ns thnt yot. leave, where you shall reign its honored mistress, queen of all, even my heart?" Was she dreaming? Wns it, indeed, love for Loring Armstrong she so long had held within such irrepressible bar riers, that now at his words leaped in such mad, strong currents through every pulse? She so long hnd looked upon him as May's lover, she so well knew his declaration hnd been expected by her, which would grntify for her father every desire of his parentnl am bition; so fully realized their bailled dis appointment when they discovered it wns she whom he loved, that her brain whirled, but those last words, "she whom he loved," gave her strength. What could she not bear for such a price? Had Loring Armstrong been penniless she still could have glndly gone forth to the ends of the world, and now, now, she could only raise happy, tear-bedimmed eyes to his, and sob out her new-found joy on the unexpected shelter of his heart. "But May? What will she say?" she questioned, at last. "Darling, do you think because I have been so happy as to win you, every one must envy you the prize? I doubt if Miss May has a heart, save when it beats triumphantly as she looks at t he lellec tion of her own beautiful face in her mirror. But come, little trembler. We will go and announce our dawning bliss and put your foolish fears to flight." So saying, he threw his arms once more about the slender form, and drew her townrd the house. On the broad piazza, impatiently opening nnd closing the fan she held within her jeweled hand, the beautiful heiress sat awaiting their approach, or rather the approach of one alone, for she raised her penciled eyebrows with haughty inquiry accompanied by a dis dainful shrug of the graceful shoulders when she saw who was his companion; but as they drew nearer, and she noted the action of acknowledged protection, a deathly pallor overspread the beauti ful face, and one drop of blood rested on the crimson lip where her small, white tooth had left its cruel impress. "We hnve come to nsk your congratu lations, Miss May, although I have as sured j'our cousin how sincere I know they will be. Is your father within?" "No, I believe not, and without the consent of one's guardian, congratula tions, I infer, are premature. However, you may rest assured of mine, if you consider them of moment." The tone in which she spoke gave no betrayal of the conflict she endured, and at the words Bell started forward. "How kind of you, dear cousin, to share my happiness," but a something, unnoticed by the man, warned her to say no more to draw back chilled, she could scarce tell why, and send the mo mentary impulse of affection back to its fountainhead. A shadow of undefined dread crept over her; not even her lov er's kiss, with his promise to return early in the morning that the important interview might be accomplished, could dissipate a shadow which took visible form, as on the following day she was summoned from the breakfast room to her uncle's study, and met her cousin just leaving it with an expression of triumphant assurance she was unable to conceal. With unusual urbanity, after careful ly closing the door, Mr. Fielding mo tioned her to a seat. "I hear," he began, clearing his throat, "that Mr. Armstrong has asked you to become his wife. This both amazes and pains me. Amazed because you certain ly must have conducted your courtship with unbecoming secrecy, and pained because it forces me into disclosures which will make this marriage an im possibility." The shadow had fallen now. She felt it suffocating her, but she awaited the rest in bilence. "Had your hand been sought by one whose name was of less lustre, and whose birth, station, nnd immense wealth forced him to less necessarily maintain it, I might havo kept silent. Now 1 cannot consistently do so, there fore I must tell you your father is not dead, as you have supposed, but still lives, n fugitive from justice!" "Lives! My father! Thank God!" From her white lips broke the exclama tion of gratitude, unheeding the barrier which had frrbidden all these years his acknowledging himself to his child. "I will not here speak of the character of his offense, save that the clemency of one man saved him from disgrace," he continued, restlessly pacing the floor, ns though even his hard nature shrank from his self-appointed task. Ills eyes were glancing over at the white, suffer ing face of the girl he was stabbing with each word. "It only remains for me to apprise Mr. Armstrong of these fncts to induce him at once to renounce your hund of his own accord, or in mercy to your pride inform him you have repented n too hasty decision nnd wish to be free. Which course will you choose?" "Sir, your blood Is In my veins. The question is therefore scarcely neces sary. I shall never see Loring Arm strong ngain. Word it as you will, only if it be true that my father lives, I would share his oxfle, aye if needs be his disgrace. Write him it is my wish, and gain quickly his consent." A dark red flush overspread her lis tener's brow, tritl his voice was hoarse as lie replied: "No letter could rench him. As soon ns possible I will let him know of your desire." Slowly Bell rose and left the room, wondering if yenrs had not elnpsed since last she hnd entered It. A dull wonder took possession -of her in the weeks that followed as to why her lover so calmly had accepted her sudden re jection of his suit. She did not know n faint hope had tempered the first force of the blow, the hope that he would break down any barrier, leap any ob stacle which might prevent his claim ing her for his own. But since the few brief hours they had spent together, when he hnd won her promise, he had vanished. Not even May's wiles could draw him to her side since he had dis appeared from their midst. So, sit ting alone and weary, she was startled one evening, as tho first snow lay upon the ground, by the entrance of n stran ger. Gray hairs mingled with the brown, but as he stood silent one mo ment before her a thrill of expectation gave her a premonition of the future, and when he opened his arms with the talismnnic words "My daughter," she sprang to their embrace. But as he re leased her, another stood waiting, ns Loring Armstrong said: "Have I won my reward, Bell?" Glancing for one moment Into the noble features of the pnront she had lost so long, nnd failing to read one sign which should proclaim him cnpable of wrong, she could no longer hesitate, as with rapturous bliss she felt herself once more enfolded in her lover's arms. Nor did he let her go when her uncle wns summoned to their presence, so changed, so white, so fear-stricken that she could but feel a thrill of pity at her heart, a pity which made her plend his cause when the sad truth was unfolded, the truth that to save him her own father had assumed his crime, the forgery of a note. True to a promise .mule to his mother on her death-bed to protect a younger brother, he had gone forth a wanderer, leaving homo nnd child even his wealth for the guilty one. Loring Armstrong, insisting upon the issue, had been reluctantly told, and he it wns who determined to win the girl he loved nt any cost, hnd sought and found the fnther, who had sacrificed so much, nnd from whose lips, sealed so long, he wrung at last the truth. "You have a daughter," confessed the wretched mnn, when all had been told, "restored to your arms. Bemcmber, I did this for mine, and forgive mc." So it wns the heiress after all Loring Armstrong hnd won for his bride, nnd when on the eve of Bell's wedding day May Fielding's body was discovered, beautiful nnd white and cold in denth, and her uncle left his home n wretehed wanderer, unwilling to nccept the free, forgiveness offered him, her husband wiped away her tears, nnd in his nnd her new-found father's love she learned the lesson, that "While sorrow lasts for the night, joy conieth in the morning." N. Y. Ledger. MISUSE OF GOOD THINGS. Tins VulKiir DlNpluy of u I'urnon'H I'omnuhnIoiim. There is a very apt and interesting platitude to the effect that the eternal fitness of things should always be pre served, and this bit of wisdom is brought to one's mind with great force when the accounts of gold and jeweled trimmed bicycles are read in the pub lic prints. Some time ago a lady applied to a jeweler to have a pair of ear rings made for her favorite horse. The animal was to have his ears pierced, real, sure enough diamonds were to dangle and Hap as the beast traveled. The jeweler argued her out of the idea by telling her that the con stant swinging of tho fine wires would wear them through almost immediate ly, and that the stones would surely bo lost. She gave up tho whim with little persuasion, being of a somewhat prudent turn of mind and unwilling to risk the loss of her diamonds. The idea of trimming n wheel with snuill fortunes in jewels is just as agreeable to a sensible mind as that of putting diamond earrings on a horse. lhere are better uses for money than to display it in such ostentatious fashion. Of course such a proceeding may be supposed to have a certain value as an advertising medium, but even for this purpose it is of doubtful efiicaoy, and the same amount of display might be used to a great deal (better advantage. One of the most important lessons for young persons to learn Is thnt the best elements of society, the most con servative, sensible, solid and really use ful people, never make a great exhibi tion of their possessions. They frown upon everything that savors of undue show and the desire to be conspicuous. Such doings are not considered in gooil form; indeed, thore is nothing more vulgar than an effort at display. One, can be the possessor of the most ele gant articles in the world, and yetwenr and use them in a fashion so modest nnd unassuming thnt there in no suggestion of offense or fluunt ing. To know how to use the good things of this world without abusing them is a great art, and to own Wne of the treasures of the earth and yvt imer fool any desire to cnll undue nttantion to them is u gift touch sufd to but few person. N. Y.Letlge, ON THE MOUNTAINS. The (Ju i" on of KuIj'm I'rowonN tin mi Alpine Climber. Queen Mnrghorlta, the delicate worn m of fashion, the somewhat indolent beauty of the Quirlnnl, where the strict mil severe etiquette of the house of Savoy surrounds her as with n cloak, lias left Borne, and has arrived nt tires joney, in the midst of the Alps, where a metamorphosis takes place, and the ldmlred sovereign become an Alpine climber in the real meaning of the word. She dresses in the peasnnt cos tume with short skirt, good stout boots mil Tyrolcsc lint, and, alpenstock in hand, does her climbing either on foot or riding a favorite donkey. During a famous ascent in 18S8 of the Peak of tho Giant, 12,400 feet above the level Df the sea, tho queen was overtaken by n severe snowstorm, which obliged her and her few attendants to take refugo in n hut belonging to tho Alpine :lub, which was soon full of climbers Df all nationalities, who, when they new who she was, at once offered to leave the humble- quarters entirely nt her disposal. "On no account," ex claimed tho queen, "tho hut must do for all. I am tho hostesB, and wo will spend tho night ns comfortably ns wo can." After this tho Italian Alpino club presented their sovereign with a magnificent dlplomn, of which sho In very proud, nnd replaced the hut with a refugo to which they gave tho name of "Iteglna Mnrgherlta." Tho next year, during a series of climbs, on arriving nt tho top of tho Gornergrnt, 0,003 feet high, a party of Hnglishmen who huppcncil to bo thore sent her n basket of champagno with a letter, enthusiastically expressing their appreciation of her climbing pow jrs and humbly begging her to accept the smnll gift. The queen, with the tact which makes her always amiable, nt once ordered a bottle to bo opened, and filling her glass proposed and drank a toast to Queen Victoria. Tho Italian sovereign during her stay at Gressoney stops nt the villa of the Bnrons de Feccoz. In the Poccoz family the duty of accompanying the princess of the house of Savoy in their Alpine climbs seems almost hereditary. Tho late baron, who in his youth accom panied tho duko of Genoa and Prince Thomas, father and brother of the queen, in all their mountain excur sions, was the faithful guide of Queen Mnrgherlta, until In tho summer of 1805 when, while ascending a mountain at her side, ho suddenly fell nt her feet nnd died In a few moments. Now his sons have taken his place. The sturdy mountaineers of this part of the Alps tramp many miles to see her, nnd when sho enters any of their villages they receive her with flowers and enthusiastic manifestations of de votion her climbing powers, added to hti kindness and personal attractions, making her come next to the Madonna In their hearts. One might ask where Margherita feels more a sovereign, in the Quirlnnl or on the Alps? Borne Cor. Pall Mall Gazette. HIDDEN PLUNDER. Trctimire-IIimtliiK' In Arizona for Hoot Ilnrlt'il Ity Nt litre ItolilMT. The finding of u revolver marked "Blood for Blood" hns revived an old Btory of burled treasure at Phoenix, A. T.. and a number of men are digging In the vicinity of the place where the weapon was found. In June, 1870, Ave men held up a stage conch on the Black Canyon road, near Arastia Hill. One passenger was killed and the booty con sisted of a big roll of new $100 green backs and a bar of gold worth $32,000. A year or so later it wns reported in Phoenix, niwl Indeed throughoutthe ex treme southwest, that the ru'othict of tho stage robbery had been buried at Phoenix. Two of the robbers made par tial confessions when mortally wound ed, but their explanations were cut oil by death. It seems that the robbers had feared to make uho of the green bucks because those notes were rare In that part of the country and would arouse suspicion. They therefore bur ied the bills and cut the gold bar in two with an ax and buried half together with the pistol of the murdered pas senger, which was a peculiar one, bear ing the words "Blood for Blood." The whole was Inclosed In nn iron coffee pot. Almost ever' year since the story of the treasure became known one or more searchers have appeared at Phoenix, each claiming to have a tip received at some "bud man's" deathbed or In some equally sensational way. Some years r.go a priest from Mngdalena Sonora, who had been given the location by a man who died of a wound received in n fight, spent u long time in searching fo it without success. It is probable that the treasure, if ever buried at all, has been removed by some searcher who thought it well to conceal his suc cess. N. Y. Journal. Only nn Old Mnn'n Notion. "It's a woman, not a mnn you see in the moon," shouted the female orator. "I guess she's 'bout right," interrupt ed a patriarch In the back part of the hall, "that's the reason the blamed thing's ho changeable." St. Louis Re public. Wlmt It I. Bub What's modesty, Sis? Sl Oh, it's looking meek when you're feeling stuck up. N. Y. Truth. - 1. 1. . i .. The oldest national flag in tho world is that of Denmark, which has been lu twe since the yeur 1210. PITH AND POINT. An old llbrnrlnn, tumble to find his umbrella one evening when it wns time to close, returned nnd looked anxiously for it lu the enrd catalogue, under tho letter U. Household Words. He "I dislike to see a womnii stnndlng up in a street car." She "Yes; I've noticed you manngo to get a newspaper in front of you nt such times." Yonkcrs Statcsmnn. A little girl who had told a lie was escorted to her bedroom by her mother and told to ask God to forgive her for her sin. This is what tho listening mother heard: "Oh, God, I thoughtyou could take a joke." Life. "I hub noticed," said Uncle Eben, "dnt er man kin nllus fin' peoplo ter buy liquor fur Mm ontcll he gits so run down dat his system actually feels the need ob It. Den dey tells Mm ho ortcr be crshauicd ob hlsse'f." Washington Star.' As Ho Understood It. "Maw, what did you tell Mrs. Nexdore that wo oughtn't to monkey with the English styles for?" "I didn't, Willie. I said we ought not tonpo the English styles." "Well, what's the difference?" Chicago Tribune. Squlldlg "I say, McSwIlllgcn, lend me $30, will you?" McSwilllgen "You owe mo $25 now, don't you know?" "That Is ono renson why I wish to bor row $50." "How so?" "Then I can pay you back in your own coin." Pitts burgh Chronicle-Telegrnph. SIGHTLESS CYCLISTS, They Wlicol All Over Knuliintl nnil Kitjo' tho Sport. There Is little nowadays which men having tho gift of sight can do that people born In dnrkness cannot accom plish. Ono would think that cycling would bo beyond those who nrc unfor tunate enough not to bo able to see. But it is not. Dr. Campbell, principal of the lloynl Normal College and Academy of Music for tho Blind, in Loudon, has overcome all the obstacles and difficul ties, and his pupils to-day enjoy the sport of wheeling just ns much us their more fortunate brothers and jlsters. "I introduced cycling to my pupils about the year 1880, and they entered Into It with wonderful zest and eager ness. The machines are in great de mand, and the periodical trips we take awheel from the pleasantest of the ex ercises they enjoy, and the sight of their happy faces would surprise those people who think blind people cannot be as happy as other children. "Wo very of ten. take largo parties over the hills of Surrey, Baustcnd, Dork ing, Epsom, Lcith Hill, Bed Hill and Godstone In our ordinary excursions, but now nnd again, when concerts or gymnastic displays are to be given, we gc long distances, ns Brighton, Derby, Birmingham, etc. When blind pupils can run from 50 to 100 miles per day and enjoy it they will not easily be dis couraged by nny ordinary difficulties. We have machines to seat twelve, ten, eight, six, etc., and ono of our men de votes several hours daily to the pur pose of special training, in order to pre pare our pupils, both girls nnd boys, for cycling expeditions. "In 1887 we made a trip to Derby, a distance of 120 miles. We started from Holborn viaduct on October 8 at 11:30 i. in., with two machines, one carrying four and the other eight persons, n see ing person acting as steersman on each machine. The first hult was made at Barnct, and the first night was spent nt Dunstable, and thence we proceeded through Leicester to Derby. Great in' terest was taken in the little procession throughout the line of route, nnd be fore reaching Derby wo were met by a large number of cyclists, who escorted us into the town. "I have found cycling one of the most suitable exercises for our purpose, nnd we encourage nnd foster the interest tnken in it by nil our pupils. Then again it suits both boys and girls, and they both enjoy all tho benefits derived from this truly excellent pastime. It takes them away into the quiet country, where they breathe the pure and fresh uir into their lungs, which invigorates and strengthens their frames, and the steady pedaling nlso strengthens their limbs, giving play to the different mus cles without putting any undue strain on them." Dr. Campbell then took the writer round the grounds, where n large num ber of boys and girls and young men und young women were cycling gayly round the track, their hearty and spon taneous laughter ringing out on the clear air. First a machine with 12 boys pedaling awuy came round the bend, followed by one with 12 girls aboard, und then several other machines came post, one after the other, all their hap py fuces testifying to the delight and pleasure which they derived from cy cling. Cycle. An Object I.vnnou, A school insieetor, finding a class hes itating over answering tlie question "With wliat weapon did Samson slayl the Philistines?" und wishing to prompt! them, significantly tapped his own! cheek and asked: "What is this?" The whole class instantly answered:! "The jawbone of an ass!" Tit-Bita. An Infallible Sltfn. Briggs Tho Nuwed's honeymoon ill over. Griggs How do you know? 1 overheard Mr. Nuwed trying to rel call when his lodge met."' N. Y. Jourl nuL