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OFF SIItEK 8HOKES.
BY MAEISOX J. CAWED.
Sight 1 night I 'tis night t The moon before rt
love us,
And all the moonlight tangled In the stream;
Love, lore, my love, and all the stars above us,
lhe stars above, and every star a dream.
In fragrsnt purple, -where the falling warble
Of -water cascades, end the plunged foam
clows.
Some columned rum lifts its sculptured marble, J
Curled -sum tne ciiiseuod rebeck ana tnerose.
eleep, sleep, sweet sleep, sleeps at the drifting
tiller,
And in our sail the Spirit of the Bain
Love, loTe, my love, oh bid thy heart bo stiller,
And hark the music of the singing rain.
What flowers aro these that blow the'rbalm
unto us?
Bow white their brows aromas, each a
flame?
Ah, child, too kind the love wo know, that
knew us,
That kissed our eyes that we might see tho
samel
Night! night! good night! no dream it is to
vanish.
The tcmplo end the nightingale are there 1
The thomless roses bruising none to vanish,
The moon and this wild poppy in thy hair 1"
Night! night! goodnight! and Love's own star
before thee,
And Lovo's star-image in the starry seal
Yes, yes, ah yes ! a presence to watch o'er thee I
Night! night 1 good night 1 and good tho
code to thee!''
IndtanapolU Journal.
PEARL'S LOYEB. .
BY KAY ItlCHMOND.
Before her cheval mirror pretty Pearl
aat, waiting for her maid. The dainty
lavender morning robe, lined with deli
cate pink, set off her fair complexion
and auburn hair. The silk was laid
back from a beautiful neck, and the
loose Japanese sleeves revealed white,
rounded arms thrown above her head.
Her deep violet eyes were shaded by
dark, curling lashes, and she was al
most dropping off into a doze when a
bright flash aroused her. She opened
those woDdrous eyes wide, startled and
surprised, but only her lovely, slightly
flushed face in the glass before her an
swered back her look. She arose,
showing a wonderful form clad in the
dainty gown, and, going lazily to the
window overlooking the court below,
parted the lace curtains and peeped
out. She started back, a rich blush
dyeing her skin, for opposite, not a
half dozen rods away, in a window as
high as her own, stood a gentleman,
handsome and decidedly chic, holding
a hand-mirror, from which he had dex
terously thrown a ray of light into
Pearl's face.
His lips parted in a sweet smile as for
an instant her eyes looked into his, but
Pearl, heated, angry, discomfited, had
shrunk away from the window and did
not see it. Her maid with her chocolate
created for a moment a diversion of her
thoughts. But presently her mind
wandered back to herself, and she said
to herse'lf :
"I hate him! The audacity of the
wretch 1 I shall be obliged to keep the
blinds down after this. I wonder who
he is. He must be a stranger, for I've
never before seen him. I wish I had
yet to bee himi for I'll not forget soon
my mortification. How dared he!"
And the violet eyes blazed with indig
nation. Days of rain and mist kept Pearl
within doors, for she was much of a
pussy-cat, and dreaded any dampness.
But one morning, breaking clear and
bright, she arrayed herself in a stylish
spring costume and walked peacefully
down to a noted jeweler's, where she
made the purchase of a birthday gift.
But Pearl was hard to suit, and the
obliging clerk placed all his lovely
wares before her, anxious to please, and
boppy in the consciousness that he was
waiting upon a lady, and a beautiful
one at that. A naughty little frown
cut the white forehead about which the
auburn hair, like the color of burnished
gold, lay so lovely. The dainty head
was perched, bird-like, on one Bide,
and then on the other, as she considered
nd reconsidered the advisability of one,
the appropriateness of another, or the
usefulness of a third article. Pearl's
presents were always highly appreci
ated, just because she gave so much
thought to the selection.
At last, raising her head with a sigh
of relief, she said to tho smiling clerk:
"I -will take this freshner," and gaz
ing past the clerk's head, saw in tho
mirror back of him, the reflection of
her tormentor of a few days back, who,
standing at the opposite counter, had
evidently been admiring the reflection
of her face, in the same mirror. She
-dropped her eyes betraying no surprise
nor displeasure, and failed to see the
iook of almost adoration spread over
the gentleman's face as he turned away.
But the clerk was very muoh sur
prised at the haughty expression on his
customer's face, as he handed her the
;parcel, attributing hef change of man
ner to some stupid blunder of his own,
and making himself miserable thereby
for the rest of the day.
Pearl wended her way home, sadly
And dejectedly, for she felt as though
an insult had been offered her, and it
hurt her sensitive soul immeasurably.
The night of the .great Tan Halsten
ball was fast approaching, and Pearl,
asain seated before her mirror was
watching the deft fingers ofLizette,
w&o was piling the reddish gold hair into
becoming masses on her shapely head.
A large pearl pin was fastened among
the meshes and the soft curls clung to
her neck at the back of her&ead. With
s pat or two, Lizette said, "s is all
clonInamselle.,,
t For a moment Pearl gazed critically
at he reflection, and then with a satis
fied tone said, "And now my dress,
Lizette."
The beautiful costume of faintish
lavender, and deep violet, made a beau
tiful picture of PearL A string of her
namesakes about her neck were her
only jewels. Great Telvety purple
pansies nestled in the corsage, and
dainty gloves and slippers finished the
costume, over which Lizette threw a
pale pink wrap.
This was Pearl's first season, and al
though by no means her first ball, she
still anticipated great pleasure. She
chatted gaily and happily with her
ohaperon, as they drove away. Smiles
chased over her face, showing bewitoh
iag dimples in the soft rounded cheeks.
The great mansion was ablaze with
lkrht. and the air waJ heavy witk fra-
rancaofflowera. "&& kaafr 1
and becoming costume, was the center
of an adoring group, and dance after
dance "was given to devoted attendants,
who sought bo anxiously for a favor.
Her adorable baby face was turned
up saucily to a pair of
dark avm above her. and a
gay reply to his earnest question was
tremblinc on her Hds. when in the mir
ror back of him, she again saw the re
flection of her unknown tormentor.
This time she gazed steadily and scorn-
fnllv back at him. but he, heeding his
regal head smiled gloriously at her, and
murmured with his lips, "Forgive me."
All her displeasure vanished, and she
gave back a bright answering smile,
which, mistaken bv the cavalier at her
side, for one to himtelf, warmed his
heart for many days.
The music was echoing down the
long "corridors and halls, and the ball
was at its height. Pearl, dancing
liehtly and airily, lost none of her pris-
tine freshness, while other girl3 beside
her gave furtive "dry washes" to their
flushed faces. Presently, before the
belle of the eveniDg, Pearl, bent thq
most distinguished of all the evening's,
guests, Randolph Burton, her hero oj
the mirror. A slow, lazy waltz, full oj
an undertone of feeling, they had, and
after his first whispered "forgive me
in her ear, they had floated away in
silence, the observed of all observers.
The strains of the waltz aiea away, as.
he led his nartner into the dim fragrant
conservatory, seating her under a rosq
arch, whose flowers touched he
cheek. He stood above her
until she tipped her rosebud
lace up to ms, unaer ine magnetism 01
U-L3 IUUi """'I wv, u.utu.
and musical, broke the sweet silence,
as he said, calmly, but with an elo
quent look :
"You have not said you had forgiven
me. Miss Pearl?"
"Forgive you?" she answered, a slow
smile breaking over her face, and be
traying shy dimples. "I have nothing
to forgive."
"But I caused you annoyance, and
perhaps pain, more than once, and un
intentionally, too. How could I help
myself?" the last very softly, and dan
gerously tender.
Pearl, as though under a spell, could
not respond lightly as was her wont i
Her eyes drooped shy, and her smile
died away, Sitting down beside her,
he clasped the listless fingers iu his
own, so stroDg and white, and leaning
over her, said:
"I love you, Pearl. I have loved you
from afar for weeks and months. Morn
ings I have watched you in your room,
and my heart has gone out to you.
Everywhere I have mot you as a
stranger. .You gave me not even a
passing glance, and I loved you so!
Pearl, tell me, darling, that some day
you, too, will love me."
What strange, sweet thrill possessed
Pearl, she could not tell. Was she yield
ing to an utter stranger her heart, her
love? And still was he a stranger?
She knew of him, of his greatness, of
his goodness, and of his genius, al
though she had met him for the first
time to-night. And that he, so -vastly
her superior, should love her ! A burst
of love and tenderness filled her heart,
and lifting those shy sweet eyes, to the
face above her, she let it shine out in
an unspoken answer.
With a clasp, strong and tender, he
took her to his heart and kissing her
rapturously, murmured:
"My darling, my love forever!
Spotting: a Beat.
I was walking with the night-clerk in
a Cincinnati hotel when the 'bus backed
up and a late passenger got down and
came in. He had on a silk hat and a
fine suit of clothes, and carried a hand
some portmanteau. I sized him up for
a diamond agent, and from the way he
carried his baggage I believed there
was quite a load in it.
"Good evening."
"Good evening."
"Will you place this bag in your safe
and give me a receipt for it?"
"No, sir."
"What!"
"I said no, sir." ,
"Do you "mean to say that you won't
care for my property?"
"I do, sir."
"This is an insult!" choked the
stranger."
"Yes."
"And if you were out here Td knock
you down for your impudence 1
The clerk opened the gate and walked
out and hit the strauger on the ear and
then kicked him out. The satchel fell
to the floor and the shock opened it, and
out rolled an old shirt, a pair of socks,
three or four brick bats, and an ancient
paper collar. The clerk threw it after
the man, who picked it up and dusted.
"Who was it?" I asked.
"A professional hotel beat.
"How did you know it?"
"By his trying to make himself solid
before he had registered. All the high
rollers work the same line. He'd have
squeezed us for about $30." New York
Sun
Cockneys.
A funny legend exists about the origin
of the term Cockney applied now
chiefly to the lowest class of Londoners.
An East-end person, who had never
been out of London in liis life, had oc
casion to go into the country, and was
detained all night , He was much dis
turbed by the lowing of the cattle, the
grunting of the pigs, and other sounds
of country life with which he was not
familiar. In particular he was fright
ened bythe crowing of a cock. When
he rose in the morning he said, in re
sponse to the inquiries of the farmer,
that the sound of the wild beasts had
kept him awake. Just at that moment
the cock crowed again, and the Lon
doner said:
"That's the one; he's been neighing
like that for hours 1"
Since then, it is suggested, London
ers have been called Cockneighs or
Cockneys.
Camden Bays that the real origin of
the term is this. The Thames was
once called the Cockney, and. therefore.
-a Cockney simply means one who lives
on the banks of the Thames. Tick-Me-Up.
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"So xotjb intended is really a beauty,
eh?" "A beauty? Yes, indeed. Why,
she evea looks handsome in an aaaatear
photograph,"
ABE- LINCOLN'S MAIL.
Ike presidential Candidate and His Ab
sence of JB!jr Head.'
aTou see," said the middle-aged man
"1 was born in Springfield, 111., and
lived there until after the war. Frcm
my earliest boyhood Abe Lin cola was
to me an impressive figure. He used to
come to my father's store, stick his feet
on the counter and talk about the affairs
of the nation. I was present one night
when -a.be came in, looking as melan
choly as a man" whose hens won't lay.
J " 'What's the matter, Lincoln?' my
father asked.
" 'Oh, nothing much. I'm discouraged
a bit. I fear my tilt with Douglas was
not very successful.'
"'Nonsense, Abe,' remarked my
father. Tour words have electrified
the country. They will bear rich fruit
for you. Your reputation has been
merely local heretofore; now it is
National.'
d0 you think so? Well, I hope
you're right.' Then the future Presi-
dent stalked out into the night, looking
m0re cheerful than when he entered,
'I will never forget the first few
jays after fce -wag nominated. At that
time Springfield had no postal delivery
and we were in the habit of going to
the postoffice late in the afternoon for
our maiL Sometimes 200 people would
gather in and near the postoffice. The
evenine- after h was nhoann P?i
aeatial candidate by his party Abe came
t0 the postoffice as usual for his letteia.
He wa3 dressed in the homely fashion
' 0f the time and place and greeted his
neighbors in his usual democratic way.
He found his box full of letters and
newspapers.
" The next afternoon he came again.
This time his mail filled three boxes.
He was dressed with more care than he
had been the day before. On the third
day after his nomination he appeared at
the postoffice with a basket on his arm.
He went away with his basket, pockets
and hat overflowing with envelopes,
newspapers, campaign documents, etc
" After that he wa3 obliged to em
ploy the services of a secretary, who
collected his mail, and we saw but lit
tle of the great man, Whenever he
appeared in public, however, we noticed
that he wore what gossips called 'his
bunday best.'
" Those were lively times in Spring
field. The town was overrun with
prominent men from all parts of the
country. It was my privilege to attend
the reception given to his fellow-townsmen
by Lincoln after his election. I
will never forget the picture he pre
sented as he towered above his wife and
greeted his old friends. There wa3 not
in his manner the slightest indication
of what is now called 'the big head.'
Mrs. Lincoln was very gracious and
made a fine impression that night I
heard Abe say to my father in the hall
way as we were about to leave :
" 1 guess Mary will carry herself
right well in Washington, old man.'
'"Speaking of Mrs. Lincoln reminds
me of an episode that took place some
years before Abe became a National
hero. There was a well-to-do tailor in
Springfield who owned a handsome
house just across the street from the
Lincolns. Mrs. Lincoln did not feel
pleased that a tailor should live in a
finer residence than that occupied by a
leading lawyer. When Abe was off on cir
cuit, therefore, she had a story added to
their house. The job was nearly finished
when Abe returned. He strode down
the street, gazed at his house in sur
prise, and then crossed to the tailor's
side of the road.
" 'Who lives in that palatial mansion
over there?' he asked of his neigh
bor. " 'The widow Lincoln,' answered the
smiling tailor. Then was heard a voice
from tho top story of the Lincoln
house:
" 'Abe, Abe; come to dinner. You're
late.'"
Some Stories That Kocall the Old Gam
bling- Bays at the Capital.
"That is the very table at which
Henry Clay used to lose the greater
part of his Congressional salary," said
an old Washington gambler. "The
game he used to play was one in which
the blind was 50 cents and $1 to come
in. There was no limit in those days,
as there generally is to-day. A man
could, however, demand a bight foi his
money. Clay's antagonist was gener
ally a man named Bright, and both pre
ferred to play a two handed game. The
cards were out one day and Clay trot
the first deal He was a better card
1 shuffler than lives to-day. He could
hold his hands four feet apart and fly
the cards from one to the other without
a card falling. Generally he dealt with
one hand and without a perceptible
movement of the arm, throwing each
card to its proper place with his long,
muscular fingers.
"Clay wa3 a poor poker player, how
ever. He played for the excitement
and not for the gain, and as he was
careless about his bets he generally
came out a loser. He almost always
straddled the blind, and whatever hand
he held would raise the bet of his an
tagonist. He ued to bluff a good deal,
and, as this would soon be found out,
he would come out a loser.
"For nearly two hours the night I
speak of Ciay had been having his own
way with Bright He held a king full
four times running, and then had a jack
full. Bright did his best to catch Clay
in a bluff, bdt it was of no use. Clay
had a hand that could be beaten only
by fours. The play began at 3 o'clock,
and by 10:30 Bright had lost $1,500
and had borrowed $500 from John Han
cock. After that Clay's luck vanished
and by midnight he had lost all his win
nings and $1,000 besides all the cash
ho had with him.
"It was Saturday night, and Bright
proposed that they quit so they could
go to church in the morning, but Clay
wouldn't "have it So he borrowed $500
from Bright, and let the game go on.
The game was continued, and by day
light he owed Bright $1,500. He
liquidated the debt by giving Bright a
deed for 320 acres of Kentucky land
and six shares of stock in. a Louisvilie
bauk.
"Clay went to church all the same
that morning. While he was talking
to the rectcr after it was over he put
his hand in his pocket and nulled out a
paek. of cards along with his handker-J
, They fluttered to the gtotort,
put Clay was sot abashed, and replac
ing them, asid that thev must have
been placed their as a practical joke."
Washington Correspondence Fitia
burgh Tress.
Thought, anil Its Cultivation.
It has been said that it requires mora
art to be a good listener than a conver
sationalist What an incentive to elo
quence is an attentive listener ! What
triumphs have corns before the footh
lights through an enthusiastic audi
ence! What symphonic poems have
been sung upon instruments whose
swaying bows were guided by sympa
thetic, silent listeners !
How beautiful, jndeed, is thought!
However hard and mean one's toil, fan
cies can rise, such as might have had
their birth midst woods and flowers.
How mauy brilliant writers have been
utter failures as talkers; and, alas! how
many talkers would have been consid
ered wise but for the expose their con
versation makes! Men cannot all be
authors, but they can be thinkers. On
the street, in the car, we can pursue
our Bilent thought, till time and space
become oblivion till, as Lowell has
said:
"What we long for, that we are.
For one tr&nscendant moment
Until the Present, poor and bare ,
Can make its sneering comment.
Ever superior to adverse circum
stances, obvious to pain and hardship,
can we become by cultivating thought.
We all know how subtle is its influence,
though a silent worker. The sudden
impnlse to speak of previously forgot
ten subjects has often been traced to
the effect of some contiguous mind.
The presage of some event is often felt
by persons given to "presentiments."
It is only through persistent, untiring
thought that grand results are born.
All are prone to look upon inventions as
spontaneous creations; but there is no
olass of men so absorbed in one idea as
inventors making everything and
everybody subservient to their moods,
till, at last, the result is given to the
wondering -world; and the inventor
again plunges into seclusion, and the
world and its surprise are lost to him as
he thinks out another so-called "discov
ery." Then, in the literary world
there have been many inspirations of
the moment, but earnest, deep thought
has preceded, and, at least, indirectly
brought the great production.
The supremacy of the mind has be
come an absorbing movement toward
treatment of disease. And every con
scientious physician knows how great
is the subjection of the body to the
mind. Through our thoughts we mafce
for ourselves a sphere, from which
emanates unconsciously a power for
good or evil.
Life's more than breath and the quick round
of blood.
We live In thoughts, not breaths. He most
lives who thinks most livos in ono hour more
than in hours do some.
Then, let us think, then speak;
think, then act; and life will round it
self to higher meanings nobler end3l
The liittlo Grave.
There is a pathos in the sight of an
unknown grave, lying alone, especially
if it be a little one. None can resist
its story of helpless sorrow, and even
the hardest hearts will respect it The
Atlanta Constitution prints au inter
view with one of the keepers of the
State penitentiary.
"I have just returned from inspect
ing the convict camps, and during my
trip I met with an incident which has
impressed itself deeply on my mind. I
was traveling along the line of the Col
umbus Southern Bailroad in Terrell
County, which is being constructed by
the convicts, when my attention was at
tracted by a little grave.
"There is nothing but pine woods
down there, and the great trees stood
like sentinels about the little sleeper.
A marble slab at the head of the grave
bore no name and only the inscription:
'Mark the grave of your loved one.'
This one small grave, left there by the
roadside in the stillness of the great
forest, seemed strange to me, espec
ially as it appeared well kept, and I
knew that no one lived within fifteen
miles of the spot
"When I reached the next town I
made inquiries about the child's grave,
and learned that years ago a white fam
ily who were making their way to Flor
ida camped on that spot, and during
the night their little baby died. They
buried it there, and left only a little
mound to mark the spot where a
mother's heart had been broken.
"Year after year, when the men came
to mend the road, the little grave was
remembered, and it was cared for and
banked up. At last, three years ago, a
gentleman who passed by was told the
story, and it was he who placed the
marble stone above the dust of the
little stranger."
Canlno Smugglers.
The most adroit smugglers across the
Pyrenees that divide the frontiers of
France from Spain, aro a breed of dogs
of the shepherd olass, whose origin can
be traced back a thousand years, as
Droved by old tapestries showing the
retreat of Charlemagne through the
mountain defiles. These dogs have
their homes in the wild region that girt
Navarre to the west; and, being taken
across the frontier and laden with Span
ish laces and tobacco, they make their
return through secret passes, and dur
ing the dark hours of the night, to the
great mystification of the custom-housa
o-nards. They are said to scent the
officers from afar, and remain hidden.
until the danger is past; but then, on
the other hand, when once their homes
are reached, they are the finest watch-,
dogs to be found in the country. Dur
ing the Carlist wars some of the dogs
accompanied their masters to the field,
and theirservices werefound to be very
useful in preventing a surprise on the
outposts. The Germans, ever alert to
increase the efficiency of the army, made
a novel experiment in the recent ma
noeuvres, of employing trained dogs of
the same species in the transmission of
messages on the line of outposts, re
sultirg in great success. The animals
are much petted by the men, and when
not in active service, they do duty with
the field watch and sentinels, and are so
efficient in giving thealarm that their
use is henceforth to be extended.
Be very alow to believe anything
about a friend that an enemy tells job.
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tCMMtM XMat Xatie Him.
"I have not failed to ride down, town
on a north side grip oar free of charge
for a week," said a smooth-faced, dap
per young man to those who stood, with
him on the corner of Clark and Center
streets, waiting for a chance to get
aboard a car.
"That so?" Tell us how you do it
and we will work the snap, too," said
his listeners in the same breath.
"Well, it's this way: There are al-
ways a lot of people on the corner wait
ing for a car, ana wnue ine conaucior
is helping the women on I jump aboard
in front and take a seat inside. Then I
pull out a paper and become intent on
the news. The gripman, nine times
out of ten, is busy fixing his tension
screw or watching the track ahead, and
pays no attention to me. When the
conductor comes through the car for
his fares I never look up, and he has
doubts about me, but usually after a
hard stare at me his memory gives out
and he passes on."
"Don't beh'eve it works more'n one
time in a hundred," said one of the
listeners.
"Bet you a Y I do it on the ride down
town," promptly responded the smooth
faced individual.
"Ifs a go," said his companion.
The money was put in the hands of
the other member of the party, and the
trio prepared to board a car. But for
some reason the .first limits car that
came along did not appear to suit the
free-ride man, and there being little
room he had IP excuse to wait for the
next one. This was a Lincoln avenue
and he directed his friends to get aboard
on the rear platform while he gained
entrance in front, as he had explained.
Sitting down about the center of the
car, he pulled a paper from his pocket
and began reading with great intent
ness. His friends secured seats near
him, and watohed the proceedings.
The conductor went through to the
front and collected a fare, then on to
the two friends, got his nickels, gave an
old lady change for a quarter in pennies,
refused to accept a Canadian dime from
a fashionably dressed young woman,
and passe'd out without so much as a
glance in the direction of our reading
friend. Just as he was opposite him,
however, the diligent reader rustled
his paper vigorously, quite like a man
whose sole thought was to find the edi
torial column or the funny paragraphs.
When the three arrived at Washing
ton street, they alighted and sought
the seclusion of a saloon to pay the
b takes.
"Pretty good scheme; Til work it
mvself," said the one who had lost
his V.
"Yes, it's easy when you know how,"
replied the other as he pocketed his
$10. Then he left, and in another min
ute was at the tunnel entrance, where
he caught the same car that he had
come down on. "I had great luok that
time, Jimmie I" said he, as he handed
the conductor $2.50. Chicago Times.
Young Girls Should Not Bunk with Their
Grandmothers.
The custom of sleeping in double
beds is one which is going and rightly
going out of fashion, says the Sheffield
Telegraph. Of course, every one
knows, theoretically, that it is far more
healthy to sleep alone. But of what
avail has this theoretic knowledge
been?
Tho child has been first allowed to
sleep with its nurse a most pernicious
custom or its elder sister, or its
mother; the growing girl sleeps with
her room-mate at school; the young
lady with her auntsand her cousins and
her girl friends indiscriminately.
People who would have hesitated to
allow a bunch of roses to remain in the
room over night, or a growing plant,
have never had their own bed to them
selves year in and yoar out The
plant which did not consume the oxy
gen of which their lungs stood in need,
but precisely the effete gases thrown
off by their own system was thought
very injurious.
Another pair of lungs breathing up
the breathable air and infecting the re
mainder with the respiratory refuse of
those physical processes that are most
active during sleep was not thought of
with any objection at all.
Yet what a simple law of hygiene
would not do, fashion, a notion as to
what is "correct," is beginning to
achieve. From fashionable furniture
establishments there comes the an
nouncement that two single bedsteads
are always called for at present with
each chamber suite furnished for what
is known as "swell patronage."
How many fatal diseases, how many
cases of slow undermining and poison
ing of the system are due to this cus
tom of promiscuous sharing of double
beds on the part of young girls, who
will ever know?
The fact will never be fully realized
till people grow sensible enough to
know that bed linen takes the insensi
ble rejections of the pores as well as
body linen, and who would care to
wear another's body linen?
Have vour-Bingle bed, then, if possi
ble; if not possible, do not sleep with a
person much older than yourself.
Young girls occasionally sleep with
their grandmothers !
Told by Edwin Booth.
Edwin Booth, when last seen in
Philadelphia, told an Enquirer man a
good Btory connected with his pro
fessional visit to Germany. In Berlin
he was billedto present "Hamlet," and
during the performance, in the first in
terview with the players, he was ut
terly astonished t see the First Actor
come on the stage made up as a very
old man, with a long, flowing white
beard, which reached to his waist
making him look like the traditional
Hebrew patriarch. Being unable to
speak German, and the performer
having no knowledge whatever of
English, Mr. Booth could not ascertain
the reason of this extraordinary make
up. He was unable, however, to master
his .curiosity in regard it, so after the
representation he procured an inter
preter and preceded to interview the
performer on the subject
"Why on earth," asked Mr. Booth,
"did you make up so old for the first
act? In America he is always played
as a young man, and I cannot under
stand why he should be represented
nflurwiUL
-Oh," replied the Gamas, "Shake-
i 1 "I
peace hiawelf k my authority, for dee
he sot make Hasalet addraaa the Firat
Actor as-aa old laead?"
Mr. Booth smiled and proceeded to
explain that in English a man might be
called aa old friend and yet be young,'
but the German utterly failed to get it
through his head. Mr. Booth, after
ward ascertained that not only in Berlin,
but throughout Germany, where Shakes
peare's plays are done more frequently
than in either England or the United
States, tho First Actor had invariably
been made up as very aged, because
Hamlet Btyled him old friend.
A Bettor Charity.
A group of ladies sat on the porch of
the Chapmet Hotel, a seaside house
which had sprung up in a lonely fishing
village. It had occurred to some of the
energetic pleasure seekers that a club
house or casino, in which they could
dance, read or sit and chat, would be
a giod thing to have at Chapmet
Forthwith they formed committees,
and went about with subscription
books soliciting money, coaxing, quiz
zing ancf teasing each man to whom they
appealed.
One of them came up with book and
pencil in hand.
uNow, Miss Watts, what will you, do
for our charity? Just set an example
of generosity for the other ladies! How
much shall I put you down for?" paus
ing, pencil in hand.
Miss Watts was one of the three
teachers who had come down to Chap
met for their vacation. She thought of
the days of hard work by which, she
had made her money and she had so
little! But a soft tempest of tongues
arose around her.
"Oh yes! Our Casino! Such a
worthy object! We must strain every
nerve to build it." 1
"Put me down for ten dollars," she
said, feebly.
"How silly!" thought one woman
near her. "She cannot afford itl"
thought another, but they said nothing.
Her sister, a teacher like herself, sat
beside her. The young solicitor bustled
over to her.
"Now, Miss Jenny, will you give tho
second amount as your sister?"
Miss Jenny's mind had followed the
same track as 'her sister's, but with a
different result "I shall not give any
thing!" she said distinctly.
"Surely you will not refuse a little?"
coaxed the applicant
"I shall not give a penny!" said Miss
Jenny, closing her mouth tightly.
The young girl shrugged her shoul
ders and passed on. "Now, Miss East,"
she said, coming to the third teacher,
"how much for our charity?"
Miss East looked at her steadily with
her bright, laughing eyei
"I do not think," she said gently,
"that we can call a house for ourselves
to dance in a charity, can we? I have
very little money to give away, you
know, and for every dollar that I can
giveI know a poor child whom it would
help to take out of the hot city into the
pure air, or a sick woman whom it
would feed, or some other of God's
needy creatures whom it could make
happier. I am afraid I cannot give you
anything for the Casino."
The women glanced at each other.
The sensible, trno word once spoken
always finds response.
"I shall send my money to the Fresh
Air Fund," said one.
"And I shall send mine to our asylum
for crippled children," said another.
The young woman who was soliciting
the money for the Casino was a rational
being at heart, though apt to march
with the crowd. She suddenly tore her
note-book to pieces.
"The Casino is a piece of extravagant
folly!" she said. "Thank you, Miss
East"
In how many places of resort are
somewhat similar scenes repeated, and'
how many Miss Easts are there to find1
the truth in even a pretended charity!'
Youth's Companion.
A. Kind-Hoarted Man.
Humane Father (to son) Henry,
you ought to be ashamed of yourself to
catch a young bird and put it in a cage
as you have done. That bird's liberty
was just as sweet to it as yours is to
you. God bestowed just as muoh care
upon the creation of thatlbird as He did,
upon the creation of you. How would,
you like if some great beast should
catch you and shut you up merely to
hear your cries? I don't see that go
ing to Sunday-school has done you any
good. I had hoped, so fondly, too,
that in the matter of kindness of heart-'
you would take after your mother audi
me, but you do not Now, don't you'
feel ashamed of yourself?"
Henry (much downcast) Yes, sir.
Father I should think that you
would. I had intended to let you go
into the country with me, but I can
not allow such a cruel boy to accom
pany me."
Henry Please let me go.
Father Oh, no.
Boy Why.
Father Because you might bring
back a lot of birds and shut them up in'
a cage.
Henry No, I wouldn't
Father I can't trust you. r never
thought that a child of mine would
commit such an outrage. Why, it
makes me shudder to think of it What
possessed.you to imprison that bird?
Henry Mr. Petterson told me that
if Fd catch it and put it in a cage for
him he'd give me two dollars.
Father Ah, and did you get the
money?
Henry Yes, sir.
Father Oh, welL then, it's 'all
right I didn't know but what .yon
shut it up merely for your own amuse-
ment Let me have the two dol
lars. Arkansaw Traveler.
A. Kind-Heart Oficial.
Guard (New York ElevatedBaiIroad(
The doctor says Pet gitting dyspep
sia. Superiniendent (kindly) Pm sorry
to hear that Wh at causes it ?
"Why, sir, under the rules, Pve got
ter take my 'meals while on duty oa the
train, and the doctor says eatin' so fast
will kill me.
"I see. You have to swallow yorar
meals at the rate of tweaty Bailee aa
hoar. Well, 111 order the aBfiaeera to
redsoe the speed to siee sail aa bow
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