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s If we only knew each other. If we knew. If our inmost souls, my brother. We could view, I believe the things that sever Would be driven out forever. Could the veil be drawn maunder. Now, . don't you? If, beneath the action, casing- On the aim. Might we not see mora for praising Than for blame? Might we not find much unkindness Due to our own mental blindness. And more sins a causa for pity than for shame? For this body transitory Is a sheath. Hiding all the spirit glory Underneath. Hardened man or fallen woman Has a strain divinely human; Cast no stones, but from Love's blos soms weave a wreath. We are so remote and lonely; And we reach. Soul by soul, by one bridge only. That of speech: But this way we keep uppillng With mlsjudgment and reviling. When- we might have given solace, each to each. There Is so much joy meant for us. That we mar, 80 much music in life's chorus That we jar. So great burdens that we carry. Which are all unnecessary. Could we only see each other as we are! With an inward gleam of heaven Each is blest. With his portion of God's leaven Is possessed. Why this nobler part look over That some fault we may discover? Why not tnrough seek the best? Were my heart made To your view. Could you see how it grows weary Just for you? Then I know the things that sever Would be driven out forever. We would love each other better, if - knew. Tobe Johnson's Baby. BY E. T. BULLOCK. (Copyright, 1901, by Daily Story Pub. Co.) The sun shone down hot and parch ing upon the lonely canvas covered wagon that slowly wound its way across the burning sands towards the village of Bear Creek. The panttng horses, wet with dirty foam, labored heavily as the awkward wagon moved slowly along. A tall, lean man with short, stubby whiskers sat holding we lines, and urged" on the lagging steps of the tired animals. From within the covered body came the low sound of a woman's voice as she crooned the sweet melody of some old fashioned hymn. Suddenly the sing ing ceased. "Are we almost there?" she asked, with a tired hopefulness in her voice. A head appeared from behind the flap of the curtain. It was rather a pretty head, with iu wealth of dark brown hair. "Are we almost there?" she asked again, pushing her elbows out upon the front seat. The man looked around with a soft smile. "Yes," he said. - "Do you see them low, squatty houses yonder?" The woman nodded assent. "Well, that's bit." he said, as he touched her cheek affectionately. He spoke with a slow drawl, his words dropping as if with studied weight. In a few minutes the wagon en tered the narrow, lane-like street, lined with Its rough log huts. At the first sight of the white canvas in the distance the Inhabitants of Bear Creek had collected to watch the. grow ing speck and to Indulge in curious speculation as to its occupants. "It's one er them fellers ter work at ol Jim Crawford's, I guess," said a rough-lookins individual of capacious girth. "Yes, dam 'em! They've been er ptlin' in here like bees nv late," re sponded another. It was evident that the people of "It's one of them fellers. Bear Creek bore no special good-will towards "Ol Jim Crawford." As the horses drew the wagon along between the rows of people on either side of the street the man on the seat was greeted by many waves of the hand. He pulled his team into tbe . rude sidewalk near a small group of men. "Ken yer tell me tner way to Jim Crawford's?" he asked politely. A. frown spread over tbe faces of the men. For a minute no one spoke. The man on the wagon waited ex pectantly. "Jim Crawford's is right up thar." , finally answered a stout young fel- llmw 8 tne.lena or mercy plain. my dearie. lew, throwing up his open hand with finders pointing in all directions. "And when yer git ter the fork of tae road, jest take the fork hand." A laugh from the crowd greeted his rough Jest. The man on the wagon showed a slight red tinge under the swarthy tan of his face. "I ain't here to raise no row," he "No, by Jingo, I won't go!" said, looking the short young man squarely In the eye. "But yar could be er darn sight more civil to er stranger." His peculiar drawl affect ed the risibilities of the crowd, and a loud laugh rang out on the air. Whea the rough veils had subsided a small girl stepped out from behind the men. Hers was the dark .complexion of the haif -breed. "I'll tell yer wher ol' Jim lives," she cried. - Tie men turned around abruptly. "Jes" toiler this road to ther forks and then take ther road ter yer right. " Ol Jim's is erbout 300 yards from the last cabin," she said pointing to the Clstant .hut. The men sneered at her ' and one of them grabbed at her dress, but, she easily eluded them and passed on up the street. '.' The tall man clucked to his horses and the wagon moved on. After driv ing a few yards he saw to his left across the street the sign of the Big Horn saloon. A sudden idea seemed to strike him. He again pulled his horses Into the side of the street and got down from his seat. -Friends," he said, "will yer all come and take som'thin' with me, jest ter show that ther ain't no hard feel ings?" The crowd was staggered at first bat soon responded joyfully, conclud ing that the stranger was a pretty good fellow although he was going to work for "Ol" Jim Crawford." "Were der yer hail from, stranger?" asked Shorty Johnson, as they lined up before the bar. "Kentucky," answered the stranger. The men looked approvingly at the size of his whiskey. "Anyboddy with yer?" ' A few minutes later Tobe Johnson drove slowly away from the Big Horn, followed by the histy cheers of his newly gained friends. It was conceded on all bands that Tobe Johnson was the best fellow that had ever struck a spade In Ol Jim's diggings. Old Jim. himself, was a stingy, avaricious old fellow who was held in absolute contempt by the citi zens of Bear Creek. He lived a short distance .from the center of the town that is, from the saloons and. know ing that he was looked unon with, no little hatred, he seldom . tame dcwi from his suburban hot If. indeed, Bear Creek could boast of anything so pretentions as - suburbs. Naturally enough the hatred for "Ol Jim" him self fell also upon the innocent heads of the men who worked under him. So that the village of Bear Creek and "Ol Jim's Place." as it was called, were as two hostile cities encamped against each other. But as Time rolled on Tobe Johnson failed to get his share of Bear Creek's disapproval and -dislike. - He was re garded as a good-hearted . fellow of friendly disposition, yet with as strong a will and as firm a courage as was to be found In the two camps. Furth ermore, he was a worker, and spent most of his time away from the gamb ling dens and saloons something which the miners usually failed to do. One. day Johnson was Informed that he was the proud possessor of a son and heir. But his boy came at a dear, dear price . the father. The frail mother, wearied and worn by the hard life to which she had not been accus tomed, and without the proper medical attention to uphold her declining strength was in imminent danger of death. For days she lay in a half stupor, moaning piteously the while. Johnsan staid faithfully at her side. He tried to argue himself into the be lief that she would soon be well again. "She can't die," he would say hope fully. "We will nurse her back to health and strength. No, no sue will not leave me." But within the inner depths of his consciousness he was afraid. The neighboring miners did all they could to help the unfortunate husband. The gentle demeanor of the young wife had planted a touch of ten derness in their' rough breasts. But it soon was seen that the strug gle would not last long. And one day, just as the bright sunlight of we aft ernoon began to fade into the deeper shadows of the evening, tbe mother brsathed a soft sigh and passed to the realms eternal. After the funeral was over and the miners had returned to their work, Tobe Johnson returned to his hut a sad and broken-hearted man." The baby who had caused his grief he swore he could never love. He never wished to see the innocent little thing again so great was his sorrow. He left the lonely cottage ana walked down Into the village. The little half-breed girl sat all night by the cradle waiting for his returning foot steps; but no sound broke the still ness of the night save the howl of some lonely dog outside, or the occa sional waking wail of the infant in her charge. Finally, at day-break, the shambling footsteps came up the beaten path. Then a heavy boot beat roughly at the door for admittance. Hurriedly opening the door she re turned to the cradle. The staggering figure of a man came in. It was Tobe Johnson, his eyes bloodshot with drink and dissipation. For a moment he gazed expectantly around the room. "Millie," he called. Then see ing the frightened half-breed beside the swaying cradle he seemed to re call the incidents of the past few days. With a dark frown on his brow, he stumbled over to the lar corner of the room and fell heavily on the bed. Tobe Johnson slept long and sound ly. He was awakened late in the aft ernoon by the rough voices of the men with whom he had spent the pre vious night. Hardened wretches that they were, they wished hlsn to return to the village to the bar anvi gaming tables. For the moment he seemed ready to yield. Then suddenly from the cradle came a faint "coo." He turned quickly to meet the laughing blue eyes of his baby. He looked steadily at the little fax. 'twas the first time since that fatal night. Then he walked quickly to the cradle and lifted the little thing in his arms. "No, by Jingo. I won't go!" he cried fiercely to the men. For the moment they were stupefied. Then they bowed teir heads and walked slowly from the room. "Was it the look in the soft . bins eyes?' they mused. "Was it the smile of his lost love he saw?" Great Sise of Canada. The British "possessions in North America and the West Indies are larger, than the territory of the United States of America, Including Porto Rico and Alaska. On the North American con tinent alone. King Edward's posses siona are nearly 100,000 square milec larger than those of the United States, and taking in the West Indies and Newfoundland, more than SOO.OM square miles larger. Then Pmpe. rst en a Spurs. Papa was cutting Freddy's hair very well, but was not quick at the job, and Fred, who Is 6 years of age, found the function very tiresome. At last he said: "Are yon nearly done, daddy?" "Very near; I've just the front to do now." replied the father. "I'm "frald." sighed the martyr, "that the back will grow again while you are cutting the front." Stray Stories. Ifot Sponeorianv "Ah! sighed Dremer, the clerk. "don't you wish yon could write like Shakespeare?". "Not much I don't.' replied Adam Upp, the bookkeeper. "Yon dont? Why?" Td be fired. Didn't you ever see Shakespeare's sig nature?" Philadelphia Press. . The prosperity of a country depend! not on the abundance of its revenues nor on the strength of its fortifica tions, nor on the beauty of its pub- lle buildings; but It consists in th I number of its cultivated citizens, ib men of education, enlightenment ant ! character. Here are to be found In 'true interest, its chief strength, tv real uw. Martin Lutha, rf RirviR A hTC Dl III mir Sfc I II AK 1 1 tw MJteiKit'lKyti't 1Tjk T un 1iana Piirhaoa YTna1irin ': . - 1 - - In St. Louis In 1903 will be the first I In the world's history in which Mils enter into the composition of the main exposition "picture." The natural topography of the site prompted this radical departure. "The main "pic ture" of the exposition (the great spectacle to be made by the big exhibit buildings, by water and by sculptures) Is to be located entirely within For est Park, the . second largest- public park in the United States. The use of half of this park, the unfinished por tion, was granted to the exposition company by the city of St. Louis as an exposition site. This part of the park is hilly. It contains a large level tract of about 400 acres, which formerly supplied space for golf links and a race track. From this level the ground rises on a slope of about 60 degrees to an aver age height of 60 feet. The main ex hibit buildings, the big towers, the la goons, basins, canals and statuary groups occupy the lower level. The art gallery and its by-buildings (the architectural chef d'oeuvre of the ex position, designed by Cass Gilbert), the United States government build ing, designed by J. Knox Taylor, are to be built on the elevated tract. In the treatment of the Intervening slope the commission of architects had scope for originality. The differ ence of elevation constituted the chief problem with which they had to con tend. Hanging gardens and a series of magnificent cascades fill in this portion of the picture. The main picture of the exposition is roughly in the shape of a gigantic fan, the ribs of which are the avenues of the exposition.' At the apex of this radiant composition stands the art building on an eminence. Three great cascades that issue from the sides of three hills in the form of a crescent are to course down the hillsides and to empty into a grand basin. The water effects, radiating from these three great cascades, offer a mile of continuous water circuit. The main entrance to the exposition is to be on the side toward the city where the exposition site abuts the finished portion of the Forest Park. A monumental entrance of magnifi cent proportions and design, the work of Chief Architect Taylor, will be lo cated here. ' The two exhibit buildings immediately within this great portal PLAN OF THE ART win Ka f-murn.rl hv tnvers 400 feet high, which will form a part of the picture of the monumental entrance. The grandest, residence street in St. Louis, Lindell boulevard, will lead '.Irectly to the monumental portal. Toe main exposition picture covers ver two-thirds of a square mile. The ivenue In which lies the Grand Basin s 600 feet wide. The . other avenues ire 300 feet wide. From the main en rance to the apex of the radiant pic ;ure the distance is over three-fourths of a mile. The buildings . are on the same heroic scale. The art building is to be a fire-proof permanent structure, and for that rea son cannot be as ornate as the show jnlldings of staff which form the rest it the main picture. To eliminate a iiscordant note which might enter In tbe Juxtaposition of a Bubdued build ing with more ornate exhibit build ings, " the summit of the .Uill whence the cascade torrents gush will be crowned by a magnificent colonade, or peristyle which will close the main picture and exclude -from the grand view the more subdued main art gal leries. The colonnade will be termin ated at either end by the pavilions of the building.. CARLYLE AND DISRAELI. Made Asanaso by too Lat- Magnanimity superior to his own could shame even the dogmatic Car lyle. - The man - whose, arrogance of opinion never permitted him to take anything back once had to confess that a Jew had disarmed his bigotry and changed his insulting prejudice into gratitude and respect. Disraeli, whom he had often reviled in speech and in spirits bad every reason to know how bitterly Carlyle despised him and his race; and after he had be come the most powerful man In Eng land he took his revenge. It was the vengeance inflicted by a great' man who could forget his personal antipa thies upon a great man who could not. Recognizing the commanding Intellect of the surly philosopher -and the luster it conferred upon his country, the prime minister offered him the knight hood of the Grand Cross of the Order of the Bath, and the "good fellowship" pension once accepted and enjoyed by Dr. Samuel Johnson and also by the sjoet Kanthey. Carlyle declined, the O UUILUII NVJ, yi V V s& j w 11 haina ..... -..&. ai viww ana uciua vu ui aao)JUl(( WlUi Ulfj tenor of bis "poor existence," and the pension because he was not In needy circumstances ; but the fact of the offer and the generous language In which It was conveyed startled and subdued him. He wrote- frankly to Disraeli: "Allow me to say the letter, both in purpose and expression, is worthy to be called magnanimous and noble; that it is without example in my own poor history, and I think It is. unexam pled, too, in the history of governing persons toward men of letters at the present or at any time; and that I will carefully preserve it as one of the things precious to memory and heart." Subsequently he wrote to his friend, the Countess of Derby: "Mr. Disraeli's letter Is really what I called it mag nanimous and noble on- his para. It reveals to me, after all the hard things I have said of him, a new and unex pected stratum of genial dignity and manliness of character which I had by no means given him credit for. It is as my penitent heart admoninshes me a kind of 'heaping coals of fire on my head,' and I do truly repent and prom ise to amend." One needs no better evidence of the real greatness of Car lyle than the promptness with which he recognized this magnanimity and the manliness with which he acknowl edged it. Youth's Companion. THEY ALWAYS DO IT WRONG. Not On Womu In a Thousand Knows Bow to Ijoavo a Street Car. "Dern these women!"- Thus ejaculated a Metropolitan street car conductor in the presence of a Washington Star reporter, as he gave the bell rope a vicious double pull to signal the motorman to go ahead. A reporter who knew him expressed surprise at his ungallant remark. "I didn't mean anything disrespectful," said the fare taker, wearily, "but some times I have to let loose. The women set me crazy the way they get off cars. Now, that one nearly got a fall by getting off backward, the way she did. If there had been the littlest bit of motion to this car when she stepped off with her face to the rear end she'd have gone kerthump down on the con crete. Not one in a thousand wom en," -he continued, "ever alights from a street car right. Instead of taking hold of the handle bar on the upright toward the front of the car, she grabs the one back. If you don't believe it BUILDING FOR THE LOUISIANA PURCHASE EXPOSITION. watch this push and see If I'm not telling you a true one." The reporter said he'd watch, and he did, not only on that car, but several others he rode on during the course of the day. He watched men and women alike. Out of sixty-seven women who alighted sixty-Ave of them got up when their ear ner was reached and carefully selected the wrong handle bar to assist them in alighting. . Out of 114 men none took other than the proper clutch contriv ance. Seven of them, however, invited the foolkiller's attention. They jumped off while the car was speeding rapidly. Any Washingtonlan can prove the truth of Conductor 9999's assertion by keeping eyes peeled when street car riding. THEATRICAL PROPERTIES. Stage Contrivances Three Centuries Ago . like ThoM of Today. In the induction to Jonson's "Bar tholomew Fair" we find the "Stage Keeper" says, "Would not a fine pump upon the stage have done -well for a property now?" while in the old play of "The Taming of a Shrew" one of the players who is to act before Slle says, IU speak for the properties. My Lord, we must Have a shoulder of mutton for a prop erty. Now. both these quotations show that "properties" three centuries ago consisted of much the same things as they do today. The mention of prop erties in the stage directions of old plays are frequent; a few instances must suffice. In Greene's "James IV," we are directed to have "a tomb con veniently placed upon the stage," while in the same author's Alphon sus of Araggon" we read,- "Exit Venus, or if you conveniently can, let a chair come down from the top of the stage and draw her up." This Is Interesting both for the fine consideration for the convenience of others which ft implies and also because it shows that the use of mechanical appliances for intro ducing a deus ex macbina were not un known. In Henslowe's Diary we find an entry for a disbursement for- a somewhat similar contrivance "a pair of pulliea to hang Absalom." On this point, as on so many others, Henslowe provides ns with a great deal of valua ble information. In his Diary for Sep tember and October, 1598, we find that he expended 29 2s on properties for "Pi era of Winchester." a larger amount CT I Ai no O I . LWUIO -v v w Zlz than was usual with, him for one play; the properties for "Patient Grissel" cost him the much more moderate sum of 4 5s. while among an in ventory of properties belonging to the Admiral's men we find such entries as Tasso's picture," "a tree of golden apple," and '"three imperial crowns. - Gentlemen's Magazine. SPIDERS OF OOLORADO. Big Ones That TRoartaa la the Middle Cottonwood rata Professor E. T. Laughton has re turned to his home in New York after pending the winter in exploring the mountains near Buena Vista, Col., and investigating the habits of a species of monster spiders found in 'the middle Cottonwood Pass, says the Washing ton, Star. Little definite is known of these spiders, but around them has been gathered a mass of Indian legend and prospectors' yarns that rival those of Munchausen. Many years ago these spiders lived in a cave easily reached by tourists. It was in a valley two miles northeast from Harvard City, then a thriving mining camp eight miles west of Buena Vista. In 1880, a man named Shults cut his way into the spiders' den. He did not re turn, and a week later a searching party found his body partly buried in the spiders' cave under a mass of fall en rock. As it would have required considerable timbering at an expense . of several hundred dollars to recover the body, and as the man had no known relatives, it was left undis turbed. Shultz's skeleton is still in the cave, but the spiders have found an other home further back in the moun tains. Some of the tales about these spiders are given in an old letter which has just been found in Buena Vista. It says: "A short distance out of Buena Vista there is a cave swarm ing with spiders of immense size, some of them having legs four inches in length and bodies as large as that of a canary bird. The cave was discov ered in 1868 and was often visited by pioneers on their way to California, who obtained their webs for use in the place of thread. A number were cap tured and tamed, and manifested great affection for all members of the fam ily. They were far superior to a cat in exterminating rats and mice, fol lowing their prey into the holes in the walls and ceilings. One spider, kept as a pet by a Buena Vista lady, used to stay all night at the head of her oea acting as a sentinel." The Woman Would Speculate. Among the stories told of the recent flurry In Wall street Is this: An army officer stationed in the Philippines has been sending home his salary Jo his wife to save. She sought to add to it by taking a flyer In Wall street. She had invested every dollar of her husband's savings and in the recent panic all was swept away. She ap pealed to Henry Clews, with whose firm she had dealt: "If I show you the way to get your money back will you promise me that you will not speculate again?" asked the broker. "Indeed I will." tearfully assented the woman. "Well, here's your money; now keep off the market." Clews said afterward that he had not invested the money. A broker who listened to the story laughed. "Well, there's one on Clews. That woman brought the money right over to my office and asked me to buy Delaware and Hud son for it. I did so and she made $5,400." Utica Press. Governorship of Xnr South 'Wales. It is extremely probable that the Right Hon. Sir Joseph West Ridgeway, P. C. K. C. B., at present governor of Ceylon, will be appointed first govern or of New South Wales, under the im perial federation of the Australian commonwealth. Sir West possesses extensive knowledge of foreign and colonial administration, has been at Ceylon since 1895, and his term of of fice there is about to expire. He com menced a somewhat brilliant and eventful career In the Indian army In 1861, served In the Afghan war, 1878 80. has been under secretary to the government of India in the foreign de partment, was commissioner for the delimitation of the Afghan frontier, under secretary for Ireland, etc A Fairy Cradle. - In South America the Brazilian peasant women often take their In fants down to the water and use the leaves of the Victoria Regina water lily as cradles. The leaves are often a yard In diameter, circular, and with an inch high border which stands up like the rim of a tea tray. Economy Is the easy-chair of old age. Franklin.