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HAD A ROW.
We two had a row, Somehow. fernar»» she was fretful, and I didn't en re, ■OrperhapsI did something that she couldn't bear. Or perhaps a depression ndvnnred in the air; But however that be the disturbance wus there And a storm liecnn to brew, At first it muttered, And hurd words were uttered; Thenhnrder and tiarder until thinsrs grew Supremely unpleasant for each of the two And I came to think tVereached the brink Of the grave of a friendship whoso loss we should me, So I begged her pardon—what else couhl I do? .She declared she was sorry—I hope it was true. And the tempest's frown, Smoothed slowly down, And it rumbled and sighed, And whispered and died Away. Tet all I can say To this day, Is—we two had a row Somehow. But couldn't mnke out tVhat brought it about, And I don't know now. SAVED BY A MADSTONE. '•'Mind hotv you go pokin' round ■'mon? tlier rocks and hushes, or you'll come to yer death," was the impressive warning of an old "Crnk er" woman from whom Paul Myrntt had obtained shelter the previous night, and ns he was about to resume his journey. An employe of the Smithsonian, experienced and fearless, though still young, he was exploring the mount ain regions of North Carolina in search ofnovelties in geology, fauna and flora, and smilingly questioned in return: "In what shape, my kind friend?" "Waal, tlier mount-inns, 'speeerjy tlier out-ot-ther-way spots, am jest -erlive with rattlesnakes and pilots, and tlier bite am always more deadly at this time of year than any other." "Yes, I know that is the popular belief with regard to August, though very much to be questioned. Blind? When the skin they are shedding is -over their eyes, not otherwise I fancy. But have no fears about me. I am accustomed to them, and shall not be. deterred from adding a few rat tles to my collection if chance offers for large ones." "Thar he plenty on 'em monstr'us —jest monstr'us," was answered with a shudder, for a long life in the lo cality had not in the least diminished her fear. 1 j Bidding his kind friend farewell, Paul Myrntt took a little path that led still deeper into mountains. But he did not neglect the warning, and cut a stout, ash staff, though having much greater faith in its weight and toughness than any power of its pe culiar hypnotism as applied to any species of the Cratnlus norridus. Easily killed were the few he chanced upon, for the stories of num bers fourni are much larger than the reality, and he sauntered carelessly along, knocking off a fragment of rock, picking a flower, watching the birds or listening to their song until the westerning of the sun gave warn ing of the nearness ef night. "Not a very enticing spot to camp," he mused, as he looked over the rocky surroundings, the multi plicity of dark, wide seams and cav ernous openings, most unquestion ably the home of scaly enemies of mankind. "Ah, a town within easy travel. That is favorable and time ly, and I was not mistaken, there are mutterings of thunder in the distance and the wind nnd clouds indicate a storm. Carefully noting the direction, he ! gathered up his bundle of travelling conveniences nnd started. Soon he reached a bold bluff, and was com pelled to travel along its brink until lie could discover some path that permitted descent. But suddenly and fearfully his lootsteps were arrested, first by the sight of an easle, a girl sketching, with her long brown hair, of the peculiar shade that readilv melts into gold, floating uncovered, and then by the fearful vision of an immense rattlesnake that had crawled from an opening undiscovered to near her feet, and was coiled lor its deadly stroke! He shouting in warning, hot his voice was lost in the reverbarating echoes; he detached and threw a frag ment of rock, but it fell short of its destined mark and dropped into a yawning chasm; he ran with all his swiftness, but the distance was much too great for' him to cover in time to sa ve the unconscious girl from the poisonous frnngs. For one stroke of his stout staff he would have given all of his earthly posessions; now it was as useless to him as the tree from which it had been severed. He saw the snake strike, its efforts to get loose whan the curved teeth became entangled in the dress the white hand fall, as to brush away some unknown intruder, saw it bit ten, that nnd the arm, again and again, nnd then ns the girl realized the horror of her Bitration, heard the most agonizing screams. A little later (though it seemed to the young naturalist as the lapsing of hours) he reached the spot of the terrible combat disabled the loath some and furious reptile with a sin gle blow,flung it far away, and raised the fainting girl in his arms. Whiter than a lily, and as helpless as a crushed one, she lay there, with her lips trembling with sobs, bosom feeaving convulsively, and ercs fixed upon lum with the most pleading ap peal for help. "My (»od! he groaned, as he in terpreted her wishes, "I am utterly without the means to aid you. Even the customary antidotes 1 recklessly flung away as a useless burden. Now 1 would give my life for them. But have courage! We can surely reach the village m time to save your life, though not you from suffering. Is it very far?" "No," was answered With <?on tracted throat and husky voice; "no, but death is much nearer, and 1 shall never see father or mother again." "I pray it may not be as you fear, and we must hurry along as rapidly ns possible. You know the shortest way?" "Yes," with painful utterance. "Wait yet a moment," lie said aloud, and then mentally, "thechance is desperate and dangerous. My life may be the forfeit, but I cannot sei* one so young and fair die the most fearful of deaths without risking it to save, at least relieve, her." Trained in the school lie had been, familiar with toxicology, especially tlie venom of serpents, none knew better than he the danger ous task he was about to undertake. A single abrasion of mouth or tongue, a carious tooth through which poison could be absorbed, would be as fatal and a more sudden death than bullet or knife. Yet there was nothing of hesitation after that first shuddering thought. Wiping away the bloody ooze from the almost invisible punc tured wounds he applied his lips to to them one after the ot her nnd sucked out the poison, freeing his mouth from time to time, and not desisting until assured the work was thorough ly done, that he could do no more, Then, and without giving heed to the faintly whispered thanks, he put his arm around the girl and hurried her forward. But not long could she direct the way to travel, not long could her limbs sustain her. Another terror came to break down the little remain ing nerve and strength, and she fal tered, reeled nnd fell. She had gone through as much of mental and phy sical suffering as nature would endure, had gone as far as she could. With the rain descending as if the windows of heaven had been flung wide open nnd a second flood came to earth, with the thunder rolling nnd crashing above their heads and shaking the solid rocks beneath their feet, with the lightning flashing and blinding, she lay, scarcely able to move hand or foot for self-preserva tion. But no fear of rattlesnakes then. Before the terrible majesty of the elemental war even they had fled terrified to the lowest depths of their noisome dens, and cowered in such fear as instinct gives, instict that in many cases is twin brother ofreason. Though despairing of saving the fleeting life, yet driven nearly frantic by being alone with the girl in the now dense darkness and now blind ing glare, Myratt lilted her ngain in his strong arms and dashed forward. Guided bv the lights of the village he the fin tin* In in ' , , . - . . proceeded, whispering nope ue dm moaning whispers ; not feel, receiving for a time and then no recognition. The girl was beyond speecR! He saw by the fin mes of lightning that the bitten hand and arm had swollen to an immense size, that upon the delicate flesh were reproduced the spots of the serpent, felt that the beating of the lieart was growing fainter and fainter, that the hot breath was becoming less and less, knew that in a little time he would be carrying a corpse, beautiful but an hour before, the loathsome, discolored nnd hideous beyond the conception of those who have never seen such a death. Straining every nerve, panting from speed und worn with his burden, Myrntt still kept on, reached, the path .that led down to the village, nnd was about to descend, when he was met by a party anxiously search ing for the lost girl. "Bitten by a rattlesnake? Dying or dead? Stained and spotted with the horrible leprosy of the serpent j H poison? Oh, my God! it is terrible," | groaned the poor father as the in sensible form was placed within his j arms nnd the fearful tale told. j But the grief was as nothing to j the wild agonized sobbing and | Blirieking of the loving mother, when j she saw her darling brought in and lnid upon a bed, ns hideous and re pulsive as she had last seen her bright and beautiful. Physicians came, but tlieir experi ence and wisdom availed little. The poison had spread rapidly, been strongly incorporated with thecircu lation. the action of the heart par alyzed until it had almost censed to beat. Ammonia, iodine, everything to be thought of ns an antidote, hy dratic and palliative medicine were tried without giving relief. The hid eous spots grew larger nnd more distinct; sinuous, twisting, creeping motions took the place of natural ones, and hand and limb became more swollen. The sufferings of the stricken girl became so terrible as to cause several to be carried fainting from the room, others to turnghust ly pale, grow sick and eagerly rush into the open air. "Can nothing lie done? Oo, my E oor, dear child!" sobbed the henrt roken mother, still clinging to the writhing form, still clinging to the hope long given up by all others, "Nothing," came answered^ back from the firmly compressed^ lips of the physician-in-chief. "We have exhausted all our knowledge, all our skill, but—" He motioned to his associates, drew them aside and a whispered con sultation was held. "Chloroform" was the only word that reached the »trained ear» oi Paul Myratt, but it was enough. Ho knew bat too well what it oorr tended; that they were discussing the propriety of easing her terrible sufferings and freeing her pure soul from tin* rotting clay by a long, il'*ep amrsthotie slumber, by one that would never be broken in this world. It was so decided, and while one of fin ir number was absent procuring tin* powerful chemical combination, they again gathered around their patient and watched the spasms of pain, the horrible writliings and con torsions, with professional interest, though not with tearless eyes. Other than human would they have been could they have done so. In the midst of the stillness that was worse than that of death, a si lence to which sound would come as the falling of clods upon the coffin lid, a stranger entered. So wild with excitement was the town that no one could escape hearing of the accident. In thegreat sorrow his presence was unnoticed. For a single instant he remained, then went out into thenow clear and tranquil nigiit, and mount in a horse rode away at a dangerous speed. His absence was brief, but even as he again entered the physi cians were holding t lie sometimes easing, the destined to be fatal anirs thetie for the stricken girl to breathe. Hastening to the side ofthebedtho stranger almost rudely pushed the men of medicine aside, and exclaimed in a voice commanding, though in tensely permeated with emotion: "Cease! Why would you commit even professional murder when tho poor child may be saved? Stand back nnd give me room." ' They looked upon him ns a mad man, and would have laid violent hands upon and thrust him out, but the distracted mother flung herself; upon her knees and at his lect, and as one clinging to a straw when sink ing for I lie last time, begged him to save the life of lier child. "I will, God helping me," he an swered firmly nnd positively. "Ilum nn means, seconded by the prayer of faith, can accomplish great results." He took a little package from his pocket. When the wrappings had been removed there was exposed to view a small, dark grayish some thing, scarcely more than mi inch long and less in width and thickness. "The madstone! The mudstone!" burst from many lips. "Now may heaven he thanked." "Be silent," sternly commanded the stranger, "nnd control your selves, whatever comes." "And my child, my darling will live!" exclaimed the almost exhausted mother. "She is in the hands of the Grent Physician," was answered, reverent ly/ "By mysterious ways now, as in the olden time, He can heal nnd raise the dead, if such t>e His holy will." The followers of Æsculapius looked on with scornful eyes andcurlinglips, nml the young naturalist with ab sorbing interest, as the stone was ap plied to the bite of the serpent. Neith er had ever seen one of the almost Tlie of the for to to fabulous articles before, anil doubted jt g re puted power. For a moment it ; wa8 h ' plll jjAtly oi on the swollen and discolored flesh, then it clung firmly and pressed deeply of its own volition, and screams, prolonged and of inde scribable agony, burst from the ashy and purple lips of the girl. "It adheres—is sucking out the poison! Watch how it changes color," said the stranger, with wonderful self-control. There was no denying the fact. The dull, blackish gray rapidly gave place to green, that deep ened and brightened until the stone loosened its hold nnd fell into the awaiting hand. It was placed in warm water to disgorge and again applied, its power evidently less than at first, its green less pronounced un til it absolutely refused to attach it self to the skin—had lost, all its ad hesive power. From the first touch the screams of the girl had diminished, grown fainter nnd fainter, then entirely ceased, and when the madstone in its H j| en t wav told that its mission had been accomplished, she had sunk into a sound and healthy slumber, "She will awake cured, will live," said tlie stranger. "Leave her now to the rest she needs, nnd morning and evening praise him whose mys teries are past finding out, tlie God of mercy, pity anil love." "And you?" was questioned, amid the tearful blessings of father and I mother. "A humble servnnt of the Christ j crucified, the Redeemer nnd Saviour. | He guided my wandering footsteps hither. He caused me to have knowL edge of tlie whereabouts of this won derful stone. I am hut a simple in strument in his hand," A year later a young, blushing nnd happy bride stood at the altar of a Northern church. The same lips that had pronounced her cured from the virus of the deadly mountain rattesnake, pronounced her and Paul Myrntt man and wife. She would have no other. As they entered the room prepared for them, and because hidden to the eyes of the public, she whispered to him upon whose arm she would lean lovingly for life. "Paul, dearest, all honor to the madstone; all glory to the high pow er that gave it its wonderful charm; all thanks to the man that used it, who has given you to me; but in_ my heurt I know it was to your lips I owe my life most of all. It was you who sucked the poison from my veins, and—" "Your lips, darling, shall ever re- pay me with their sweetness—a» they do now?"—William H. Busbnell. in Mercury. - ^ • • -u TVrrs Haute Expreee: Parishioner—Which do you think is the better, wealth or lame? Country Minister—Now. that Is a flue question to come to me with, ain't It? VICIOUS HOUSES. SOME SPECIMEN LESSONS SHOWINC HOW THEY ARE TAMED. Tlie Hi Rh» u> the Ailva ■ Word nf Tlirowl Wlioa," and In Ortler to Tench llim. The accompanying pictures represent some scenes in the work of Oscar K. Gleason, the horse professor, the Iiarey of these days, lie has been giving les sons in New York, says the Sun. and on the night when this particular exhibition wa9 given the first horse brought iu for Mr. Gleason to tackle was a kicker. 11 is owner wanted to use him with a buggy for his family, but the animal didn't care to have anything to do with a buggy cx eept to siniisll it with his hind feet aud then run away with the pieces. The horse was good looking. He was brought into the lanhark enclosure with only a halter and the harness shown in the first picture. Mr. Gleason said his plan wss to throw the horse to the ground. He stood on the nigh side and held in his right hand a rnpo which passed under the surcingle down to the fore leg, as represented in the drawing. Mr. Glea son pulled on this rope. It drew the £6 efft GETTING A KICKEU DOWN', horse's foot up to his body; then he took hold of the halter with his left hand and pulled the horse's head around to him. As he did so he placed his right elbow against the animal's side and sang out: "Lie down." The beast was scared at first by this unusual treatment. The pulling up of his fore leg hurt just a little and he manifested his disapproval of the necessity of standing upon three legs by fighting and trying to kick. This opposition lasted 9omc three min utes. Mr. Gleason held to his head, and kept it yanked around, and at last the astonished brute went down. Then Mr. Gleason let him get up, and repeated the performance several times, always using the command "Lie down, lie down, sir!" as he pulled upon the rope and the hal ter. Here Is how the horse looked when he was downed. But this was only the first step. Horses have no reasoning fucultics beyond the limits of their experience. It Is only through an act that something may be impressed upon them. This lioYse had had his own way with his owner and with everybody until Mr. Gleason had taken him in band. lie had contracted the bad habit of kicking; he had kicked viciously whenever auyouc tried to com mand his services, and by kicking be kopt himself free. The horse knows this, nnd he knows it is a power. But here comes n man who by a harness de vice upon his fore leg succeeds in throw ing him no matter how much he kicks. The horse appreciates this, and he real izes that this new man 1ms deprived him of his former power. The conceit is taken out of lain; ho begins to think thnt the man is his master. This ac complished, Mr. Gleason's next move is » - till MA TEACHING A KICKEU TO SUBMIT TO HEINS, to get the horse to obey the reins and run about without Kicking. It was just a little difficult to get the reins in place on the horse iu this experiment, but when it was done Mr. Gleason cracked his whip and sang out to the horse to go ahead. He did go nhend; be rau so fast that Mr. Gleason had to make his long legs move mighty quick to keep up with the running boast. Then suddenly the horse lifted his heels and began kicking savagely. Instantly Mr. Gleason pulled on the rope lending to the fore leg and calling out: "Take care there, sir!" brought the kicker to bis kuees. That fall, following after his attempted kick ing, and a number of other fails coming after other attempts to kick, taught the horse that it was not proper to kick, that just ns certainly as he kickod he would be tumbled to the ground. It took the trainer some twenty min utes lo teach the horse that it was wrong to kick, and that au attemnt to kick would be followed by a forced fall. In his management of the horse Mr. Glea son puuished him ouly for the fault of kicking. The result was that flually the animal saw fit to run around the tanbark quietly and good naturedly. The spec tators looked on with Interest, but the owner was the most interested. A boy was called up to try to drive the sub dued horse. The lad took the reins »nd everything was all right. Then the owner tried it. aud, for the first time, had no difficulty in managing the horse. Another horse was brought in. This was oue that was easily frightened by horses and strange objects. His sire and dam had given him good blood, bat bis early training had been defective. The alighteel atrange object frightened him, and U waa not safe to drive him anywhere. When he was brought to the tagte«* Mr. Gleason pul «a a peculiar biidle of liia own device, nnd drove him nliout ns fust ns he could follow him. Mr. Gleason carried a long snapping whip, and first taught the horse the meaning of the word "Whoa.'' This, lie thinks, is the greatest command in horsemanship. As he drove the animal around, stopping here nnd there hefuro the boxes of the spectators, he said; "It is tho habit of almost every person, when driving, to use the word 'Whoa' cuatin THEY CAN T SCARE HIM. ually. Gilt I want to say that you should never use the word except when you waut your horse to stop. If you are driving along a street aud you come to a crossing or a bad place, and you wish your horse to slack up iu speed use this language: 'Steady, there, my boy.' But when you wish him to stop then speak out sharply ami firmly, 'Whoa!' If you will practice this in driving you will have your horse in two weeks so that ho will understand every command that you give him. You must never give many meanings to one word. You must never lie to your horse or deceive him. You do deceive him if, when you want him merely to slacken in speed you say 'Whoa,' and then later when you wnnt liim to stop anil stand still you say'\Vhon.' llow can a tiorae understand just what you want of him if this is the system you pursue? Never say 'Whoa' unless you mean it, and when you say it, see that the horse stops." Mr. Gleason 9tartcu the horse around, nnd drilled him on tlio true import of the command, 'Whoa!' Beeinning on his fright lesson, lie said: "You must make your horse understand by examin ation and experience that Hie things lia ble to frighten are really harmless. You must be sure not to whip him for being frightened. Always lot your horse face the object of fenr, aud when frightened remember that the slower you move your horse the more power you have over him. Thero are times when letting a horse trot is almost as bad as letting him rua away." WHIHLIHG AnOUSK THAT OBJECTS TO HAR NESS. Two atténuants then came into the tanbark enclosure. One carried an open umbrella, the other a bass drum. While Mr. Gleason drove the horse along, the attendant with the umbrella loomed up before the horse and flauntod the um brella In the animal's face. It scared the brute and be started to plunge. The In stant the trainer saw the horse tremble with fear he snapped his whip sharply and shoutod "Whoa!" because neither this nor any other horse can think of two things at once. The animal at once halt ed and stood stock still. "You see," said Mr. Gleason, "that the horso is dislractod by the umbrella, so I distract him from that distraction by the crack of the whip and the com mand 'Whoa.' The horse stands there looking at the flaunted umbrella. It is some distance from him, and though it is being waved vigorously, he sees that it does not hurt him. Now 1 have the man with the umbrella corns nearer. He waves it more fiercely. See, the horse is just a little frightened. He— "Whoa! Whoa!" and crack, snap, whack, goes the whip as the tamer breaks In on his lecture to call the horso from the scare that the approach of the um brella had caused: It was a spleudid picture of how a man with ouly his little human strength cau overcome a frightened horse about to rear aud jump oil with all his brute force. The muscles of the shapely neck quivered, the long body heaved, the tendons of the legs stuck out, and the big four-footed beast hesitated iu his sudden, fierce demonstration o:*super!or force, and theu, trembling under the tension of unexpended effort, became quieter, and at last absolutely quiet. He stood rooted in the tracks; the umbrella WH shaking before his eyes, Gleason I I 41 WON'T RUN KROM TOWER CR ACERB, held the reins loose, and the spectator* burst into applause. And now up and down the tanbark the trainer drives the horse. The fellow with the umbrella runs before the horse and bv bia aids aud shakes tbe umbrella before bis eyes and_by bis «hie, but It bas uo effect. "Bring on tbe drum." exclaims Mr. Gleason. When tbe boy beats it, tbe brute rears a little, but tbe whip »nap* and the word "WhoaF brings tbe horse to ale ealmer senses. He makes up bis mind finally that neither tbe umbrdlla oi tpe drum can hurt him. The# they throw newspapers In his face. Most horses would run away if on a country road, or anywhere, in fact, a bundle of loose papers were thrown at them. This horse, however, did not get the chance to run away. When the first papers were flung at him the word "Whoa!" was sufficient alone, and Gleason did not have to snap the wtiip once. Then they tied a string of bolls nround the horse's belly and a string of tin pans to bis tail and set him going. At first the beast acted as if be wanted lo kick anil tear about, but tlie exclamation "Whoa!" calmed him. Theu Gleason fired off a gun over tho animal's head. It startled the spectators and made the horse jump. "Whoa!" quieted him, however, aud af ter a few more discharges of the weapon the horse stood still without even the reassuring word. This was nil pretty good, but Mr. Gleason said he could "go it one better." He took off the head harness, anil, ending up his attendants, they went through the noisy perform ance without the animal being iu the slightest degree disturbed. The picture, "They can't scare him," shows bow it is doue. ___ A Marvelous Kscapc. '•It was in 1882, on the 27th*of June; you will see why 1 have uo trouble in remembering the date. "It had been an exceedingly hot day, not a cloud to be seen, with the sun beating fiercely down, and not a breath of air stirring. Wo sat out on the porch after supper, trying to find a cool place. The clouds were beginning to gather, and it looked as if thero might be a shower. Tho three little ones went early to lied, and in spite of tlie oppressive heat were soou fast asleep. "It couldn't have been far from eight o'clock when I heard a sound which I at first thought was thunder. The others noticed it, too,and as it grew louder, a terrible rushing sotmd came with it., and we looked at one another in silence for a minute, anti then ran to where we could look out westward. "My heart almost stopped beating, when I saw coming toward tis with terrific speed a black, funnel-shaped cloud, tho rush and roar accompany ing it growing louder every minute. •"Run for the cellar!' I er.ed. My wife ran and seized tlie baby, and I caught up the two other children from tlie bed. There was no time to lose. '"The one who first reached the cel lar-door—it was one of the older chil dren— had just time to seize the knob, nothing more, when—crash! such a terrific noise! I felt myself lifted in in the air, and thought my time had come. The next tintig I knew, I felt the splash of cold water iu my face. I must have lost consciousness, hut the water revived me, aud iu a moment I knew where I was. "I had come down head first iuto the well! "The water was some ten feet deep. I was thoroughly at home in the water, though I wasn't used to diving iu that fashion, and I managed to right my self and come up head first. "The well was not more than three feet across, and tho pump hail been broken off and carried away, lcaviug a two-inch iron pipe standing straight up in the middle. I was very uearly out of breath when I came to the top of the water. My hands touched something floating on the surface. I thought it was the cat; imagine my surprise when I found it was Charlie, our five-year-old boy! "He was terribly frightened, and as amazed as I was, to find himself not alone in the well. The wouder was that we were not both of us impaled on that iron pipe; how we escaped it I can not understand. "Tho cyclone had passed on, and a terrific, steady wind was blowing. I could hear it roar above our heads; and by the flashes of lightning I could see that the rain fell in torrents. We were both so wet we didn't mind tho little extra water that splashed down on us, and as soon as )K>ssible I raised Charlie to my shoulders, and by aid qf the pipe managed to work my way up to tne top of the well. This took some little time, and the wind and rain had nearly ceased when I set my feet oo solid earth again, and found we were unhurt." — AI. Louise Ford, in tit. Nicholas. The "Whlsperphone." A doubtless veracious reporter of the Ansonia (Ct.) Sentinel tells this story: "Recently a man appeared in Birming ham and sold for $2 each a little in strument which he claimed would greatly facilitate talk by téléphoné. He even claimed you could hear a wo man whispering a mile away—over the wire, of course. The result was that he easily disposed of several of the in struments, which he termed 'whisper phones.' As a general tiling they have, with the imagination, assisted the transmission and added the receiving* messages immensely. But the novelty is wearing out; and likewise the pa tience of the people. With one man this is particularly the case. The per son called a reporter into his store and confidentially told him that he had •just taken that blank thiug off that telephone and walked all over it, and he said further: 'When it was neces sary to use selves to scrape husks off his'voico he'd borrow one from his wife.' The 'whisperphone' bas not proved successful." The Literary Boom in Omaha. It was during the period of the cata loguing that a well-kuown lady of this city came to the little window and asked for a novel. The librarain took one from the shelves that she thought would please tho applicant, when tbe lady stopped her by saving: "The uext one, please—the next volume." The librarian gave her the desired book. ••You see," the lady said in explana tion. "it just matches my dross." and she held the brilliant tau'cover against her gown in confirmation of the state* ment- — Omaha World-Herald. A Burnt Child Dread» the Fir#. Jawkins— I wonder why old Guff) never married? He looks so melan choly when conversation : turnt ; woman that I am afraid there-is sad romance connected with Ma yeti Hogg—So there ia; he got nipped' badly m a breach of pro mise QM* he could never look tit a woman i