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O, maiden fair, the -world grows old. O, maiden fair, the winds blow cold; O, maiden, give rre your hands to hold. Iet's never mind the weather! The tre-bourhs may be fcaunt and bare. But warmth is in your red -gold hair. And in your ey there's mischief there! Let's live and laugh together! Let's live and laugh together, maid; And walk life's ways all unafraid; Though cold the wind by wood and glade No wintry circumstances Can bring a chill betwixt us two; Love makes all skies seem fair and blue. And blossoms nod begemmed with dew Beneath love's necromancies! O, maid, the snow drifts high, yon wis; O. maid, I hear the north wind hiss; O. maid, give me your lips to kiss! Let's brighten up the weather With love! the leaves that gust along , Shall we wee birds on wings of song; In rhvthm life shall glide along Whilst we twain love together. J. M. I-ewis. In Houston Post. (Copyright, 1906, "by The sloping vineyards along Ontario were lightly veiled in the mists of Indian summer. In the air was that languorous warmth that steals into the veins and lulls the brain to dreams and reminiscence. The giant cataract could be heard faintly, a drowsy, dis tant hum of monotony a sound that seemed to pervade everything and reach the bewildered brain, strangely associated with the heavy odor of grapes, full ripe; the rich clusters hanging everywhere, so harmonized with the amethystine haze in which the whole scene was bathed, that the mind was some way dulled to exter nals, like a muffled drum, and, yield ing to the soothing enchantment of all about it, yet failed to distinguish clearly between sound and smell and sight. It is only by some such psychologi cal analysis, whether scientific or not, that an explanation can be found for the startling fact that Fanchette. go ing home from the day's picking, al lowed Ponpon the jester, the clown, the great laughing roystering Ponpon, to imprint upon her pretty, upturned, scarlet lips, a kiss, thinking all the while it was Antoine. And such a kiss! A group of gay young girls turned at the sound, only to see the demure Fanchette, blushing to be sure, but smiling in serene un consciousness of the fact that it was Ponpon who had slipped up behind her and tipped her chin back, as Antoine sometimes did, when he v was not too serious. An old man gathering sticks raised himself at the sound, only to see Ponpon's laughing face disappear among the bushes at the side of the road. A little bird heard the sound and burst into a joyous song. A tall girl, with eyes like blackberries, com ing around a turn in the path behind them, heard it and saw, too, the whole performance, and her heart leaped ex ultantly. "So, that It the way when Antoine is not here! Oh, these demure little turtle doves!" and she turned back to wait for Antoine. When he came up Ponpon was hang ing over him, casting all manner of jibes at him. '-."You have excellent taste, Antoine. I swear her little chin is as soft as ze breast of le perdrix." He burst into a loud gufTaw. "Here- is La Grig non" he had given the dark-eyed girl this nickname because she was tall as a maypole, and it had stuck because Bhe was pretty as one "she will tell you ; she saw Fanchette kiss me." "Yes, and I think it is outrageous of her." Ponpon was not prepared for this, as he had no idea anyone had seen him, and had called La Grignon into it only to tease Antoine. So he quick ly ran off to join anotner group. But Antoine was silent and his companion had no chance to poison his mind against her rival. Fanchette entered the vine-covered Such a kiss! cottage and kissed her mother with the happiest of faces. "Ah, my little Mignon. I see you have made up your quarrel of last night wi.th Antoine." "Yes, mamma, he slipped up behind me as I was walking home O, mam ma, it was so good of him. I know I was in the wrong last night and I shall tell him so when he comes to night." But Antoine did not come. The next day Fanchette noticed a differ ence in the way the girls treated her. pi' I to warn Daily Story Pub. Co. She was continually finding herself left out of the little groups that work ed and chatted merrily among the fragrant vines. Antoine did not come near her all the morning, and. when he passed her later in the day, looked, awav. Pay after day of the balmy Indian summer passed away and Fanchette, no longer in doubt of the World's in justice went about her work with a sad little heart. What had she done? One of the younger girls had just made an unkind remark about her little blue bodice with the red eyelets and The silence was intolerable. . r laces. Of course it was different from the dresses of the Canadian girls for she had brought it with her from France, but they had all admired it at first. Poor Fanchette! She knew noth ing of the world as yet. She could not understand. One day, late in October, she was sitting on the stone wall, her eyes oO across the valley and her thoughts in far-off Gascony, when Ponpon came up on her. "Poor Fanchette!" he said banter ingly, "she is ze last of her illustrious race and it makes her to mourn. Come, let me kiss away that sad look." "I hate you! I hate you! I hate everybody!" she burst forth. "Fanchette! Dear little Fanchette. This is serious. Tell Ponpon." He was not jesting now. Fanchette only shook her head and winked the tears back. For a long time the good hearted fellow who had worked all the mischief regarded her in silence, then, unwilling to leave without a word said: "You will save Ponpon a dance to night?" The girl shook her head. "Fanchette! Do not be- so Ill-tempered." "I'm I'm not going," sobbed poor Fanchette. "Not going? Not going to the beeg party that the boss gives us. Why, there will be dances, and games, and jack-'o-Ianterns. Not going to the hal lowe'en party? Fanchette! Fanchette! If you do not hold the water in your mouth you can never get" married." But the girl wouldn't smile and poor Ponpon went away sad of heart. "But she shall go," he said, and with the aid of Fanchette's mother he finally persuaded her to go at the last minute because she saw she would have to give an excuse and she had none; only that everybody hated her, which seem- Of course her appearance, and with Ponpon, set the busy tongues wag ging; and her tall rival hit upon a merry plan that all the girls applaud ed. They would send poor timid Fan chette Into the great empty barn where they had fixed up the oig swing like a ghost swaying back and forth in the darkness, and when she screamed they would all have a good laugh. But Pon-, pon got wind of it, and. as he was tying the blindfold over her eyes, whis pered, "Courage, Fanchette, I have fixed a surprise for you." The crowd gathered about the low er door, as the girl slowly mounted the ladder. As she removed the band age and saw, . the grinning pumpkins and the great ghost she could not sup press a little gasp in spite of Ponpon's "courage." The silence was Intoler able and she thought she must scream. "Fanchette," exclaimed a voice. "Antoine!" She ran toward the ghost and threw herself into Antoine's arms After they bad sat swinging bliss fully together for some minutes. Fan chette said. "Antoine, I was in the wrong when we quarreled; I forgive J you for saying-so." It was easier to forgive than to ask forgiveness and much more satisfac tory. - "But, Fanchette." said Antoine In his most serious tone, "it was very wrong of you to kiss Ponpon." "IT I never thought of such a thing. Who said I kissed Ponpon?" - "Fanchette!" "Now Antoine, I have just forgiven you. Don't make me angry again. I tell you I never, never, never kissed Ponpon, and nothing will make me say I did, so there. Come on, I'm hun gry. Take me out of this dark place." AS HETTY GREEN TOLD STORY. She Had Not a High Opinion of Hon. Joseph Choate. When the Hoyt will case was on trial In New York the Hon. Joseph H. Choate, as everybody knows, was one of the. great lawyers engaged In it. Among the witnesses on the sid.e Mr. Choate was opposing was Mrs. Hetty Green. . It was a field day when she took the witness stand. The ob ject was to find out from her what had passed between her and Irene Hoyt at a certain conversation respect ing the bringing of the suit. Mr. Choate vehemently objected to this conversation being given by Mrs. Green and fought viciously to keep her from telling what had passed. Dur ing the whole wrangle she sat grimly in the witness box, her shabby old bonnet askew, while she clutched her rusty hand-bag. At last after a tough fight, the Court stated that the ques tion might be asked of Mrs. Green in this form: "What passed between you and Miss Hoyt relative to the bringing of this suit?" "I object," shouted Mr. Choate, noting an exception. And then it was that Mrs. Green snapped out: "Irene Hoyt told me she meant to bring suit and I said to her, 'Irene, if ever you let that old buzzard. Joe Choate. get his hand in your pocket you won't have a dollar left.'" All the lawyers engaged In the case had champagne for luncheon that day and Mr. Choate paid for It. New York Journal. Barbarity of Russian Surgeons. This incident of the late war In the east is told by a ' Russian soldier:. "After" each battle the sanitaries would mark with red paint those wounded who were to be taken away for treatment and with black paint those apparently hopelessly wounded, who were to be left on the field and buried with the dead. I myself was lying on the ground when a hand touched me and then proceeded to fetch the black paint. I fully realized my fate and said to the officer: 'But I am alive and may recover. How can you act like this?" "Have you money?" he then asked. 'Yes,' I replied. 'How much?' "Ten rubles ($5.15). 'Give them to me.' He just managed to put the money in his pocket and was stretching out his hand for the red paint, when tra-a-akh tra-a-akh the enemy's shrapnel struck him; dead on the spot, only a couple of steps from myself. I lay and listen ed, but not a sound came from him.. Then I thought, why should I lose my money? and, gathering strength, I crept up to him and began to search1 his pockets, when, to my astonish ment, I found not only my 10 rubles but more than 800" ($154.50). The Man and the Job. Of graft 1 do not care to read. Its ways and wiles have ceased to thrill; To hold-up yarns I pay no heed. They're even more familiar still: But yet my curious instincts throb At items small I daily tind. " Like this: "Jake Little's got a Job. ' Instead of Thomas Jones, resigned." I know that there a problem lies For those who read between the lines. For politicians shrewd and .wise Who "know the ropes" and scan the signs So veiled unto the general mob. Their meaning to the few confined: Why did Jake Little get the job? And why has Thomas Jones resigned? They fain would know who hungering wait The chance that may a berth afford In county service or with state Or city hall or drainage board. What ailed poor Jones, the luckless man? Did he neglect his daily grind? What "pull applied to him a can? Oh. why, oh, why, has he resigned? But vain through wide surmise to range. One cause shines out most clear and true. The law of Jobs Is law of change Yank out the old. yank in the new. The loser up again may bob. The winner yet will fall behind; And therefore Little gets the Job And Jones meanders off. resigned. Young Brother's Time Will Come. She had been for a drive with a young man friend, and when 'she re turned she was glowing with excite ment. "Oh, dear, mother," she - cried, "Tom and I had the very narrowest escape 'from an awful accident! The horse very nearly bolted. We were going through Swan Lane, when all of a sudden a pheasant got up from the hedge and frightened the horse, and if Tom hadn't made a dash for the reins " "Eh?" said her youngest brother, suddenly. "How's that? Why wasn't he holding them?" And it took at least five minutes to explain. London Tit-Bits. Baden-Powell Decries Cigarettes. Gen. Baden-Powell, writing to a Bolton (Eng.) schoolboy, says he be lieves that "smoking by fellows who are still growing does them an In finite amount of harm, and those who are sensible don't take up smoking until after they are 20 years of age or so. Fellows who smoke before that age generally turn out rotters afterward. They only do It because they think It looks swagger and manly to smoke, but any man who has done any scouting or . big-game hunting know that I hey are fools. -5 X I . True Disciples of Tolstoi $ Member of English Colony in Cotswold Hills Follow - $ the Russian PhilosoDher. the Russian (Special Correspondence.) Up on the highest point of the Cotswold hills in Gloucestershire is a little colony of practical followers of Count Tolstoi, people who believe that It is wrong to live In any way by the labor of others. . Unable to. carry their Faith Into practise in the outside world, they have settled in this re mote corner of England to extract thefr living from an inhospitable soil by the labor of their own hands. One must not suppose, however. that this is a colony of wild eyed anarchists or dangerous enemies of government. It is true that they ob jected at first to paying taxes to a government which they declared gave them nothing in return, and - one or two men actually carried their pas sive resistance to the extent of going to jail for their principles, but even the country people round about to day are forced to admit that' they are good neighbors, pay their debts and bother no one this In spite of the active opposition of squire and par son, who regard them as dangerous enemies of church and state. The little colony, which is . known as Whiteway, -is situated about the center of a triangle the angles of which are formed by the towns . of Gloucester, Cirencester and Stroud. It is approached by mountainous roads and lies about seven miles from Stroud, which is, the nearest railway station. The land owned by the colony stretches along the side of a hill and comprises about sixteen acres. The tract was left to a set of trustees headed by Aylmer Maude, the well known English disciple of Tolstoi, by a farmer of the neighborhood who had become a convert to the theories of the Russian philosopher. All Colonists Welcomed. The land, of course, so far as its legal aspect is concerned, is held ab solutely by the trustees, but any one who Is willing to work on it and live in harmony with the colonists is wel come to settle on an acre and culti vate it. He may do so free of all charge,- but he must not attempt to acquire any title to it. and as soon as he ceases to cultivate it with his own hands all his interest in it ceases. .There are at present about a dozen families in the colony and there are a couple of acre plots vacant, but it is expected that they will soon be taken up. They were rendered vacant by the efforts of the persons who had taken them up to secure absolute ownership in them. Apart from their peculiar views as to ownership in land and the immo rality of living by the labor of others, the colonists are perfectly normal people. Living, as they do, an open air life, they have adopted some re forms in dress, but these are not the result of any fixed belief; rather they are the result of an effort to find the clothing most suitable to the condi tions under which they live. The women as a rule wear an outer garment of the flowing Grecian type, and the men knickerbockers and soft cotton or wool shirts, open at the neck. In the height of summer they sometimes dispense with the shirt while working in the fields. Both men and- women go barefooted. partly from preference and partly be cause shoes are an expensive luxury to persons living from the product of an acre of rather unproductive soil. Largest Farm Building. ."or the same reason most of the colo nists are practically vegetarians, and practically all the cultivation is done y hand. The only animal in the colony Is a 'ow, which gives milk for the. chil dren, who, by the way, are as healthy id happy specimens of English Childhood as can be found in the king dom. Most of the children who are Cld enough contribute to the family support by caring for fowls. Known as "Queer People." , The Queer People is the name by which the colonists are known to the Inhabitants of the surrounding vil lages, but there Is nothing invidious in this title. Ask any one of the vil lagers about them and he will tell yon that the Queer People are good peo- J pie, aud it Is not at all unlikely that j he will tell yon how some or the Queer People came Into his cottage when hia wife- or child was III and gave the advantage of skilled care out of pure neighborliness, and how the men have often given them valu able advice about the variation of their crops and tho best markets for them. t. Philosopher. The fact is that the colonists are nearly all from a much higher sta tion in life and better educated than their neighbors. One is the son of a baronet who sacrificed his material prospects in life for the sake of liv ing in accordance with! the principles in which he believed. Another was the manager of a pros perous bank in Scotland, and a third was a large farmer in the south of England. There 'is a sprinkling of city folk, clerks and the like, and there is a retired sailor, whose.. skill I1 i Old Tower on Estate. with. tools of all kinds has stood the colony in good stead. Most of the cottages are monuments to his skill as an architect and builder, and very comfortable cottages they are, too. One of the women, a widow, with two children, is a trained nurse, who often gives her services to the vil lagers' round about; another was a school teacher and a third a music teacher. With the exception of two or three, all the colonists are of Eng lish birth and breeding. Have Their Own .Amusements. It must not be imagined that the life at Whiteway is a mere round of sordid toil in the fields. The colony possesses some excellent musicians and a couple of first class elocution ists, and there are almost nightly concerts and readings in one or other of the cottages. Then, in the seasons when work in the fields is slack, there are expedi tions on foot to some of the many points of interest in the neighbor hood. That part of Gloucestershire Is rich in historic and antiquarian in terest. A mile from Whiteway is the vil lage of Miserden, which was a Ro man stronghold in its day, and in 'a field outside the village are great mounds, which the villagers declare are the graves of the Roman soldiers. A mile or two away is a perfectly preserved Roman military road, and on foggy nights the country people de clare that ghostly legions may be seen marching along it, fighting over again their battles with the ancient Brit ons. Gloucester has a fine cathedral, and that at Cirencester, while smaller, is said -by experts to be one of the most beautili? in England. No Changes. "Thi is the new year," said Mrs. Brown as she and Brown sat down to dinner, "and perhaps we ought to make mwne little changes for 1906." "I am willing," he replied. "Yes, I have' been thinking that I would make a few changes." ' "That is nice of you. You know that yon swear and that I don't like it at all. It will be so sweet and kind and considerate to give it up for my sake." . "Give up swearing! - Not on your life!" "What, then, did you mean by changes?" . '"Why, I have been allowing you $5 per week as pin money and I know that you simply fool most of It away. One of the changes contemplated wag to cut the sum in half." . "Samuel Brown!" exclaimed the wife, as she knocked on her plate with her fork to emphasize her words, "don't make any mistake on your wife Mary. You will continue to swear as hard as you wish and as often as you wish, and my $5 pin money comes to me every Saturday night or there won't be any glass left in the front windows to last over Sunday!" Balti more American. Larkin Mason's Report, The Hon. Larkin D. Mason of Tarn- worth. N. H., was judge of probate for his county, and a very prominent man in politics in his day. His son came home on furlough from the army during the civil war, and brought the army itch, and the whole family took it , Mr. Mason called in a doctor from the neighboring town of Meredith, who left some medicine to be taken ac cording to directions. The doctor told Mr. Mason that he wanted to hear from him in a few days. . Mr. Mason reported as follows: "We have used the medicine internally and externally, the disease still rages In fernally, and It looks to me a though It would last eternally." pa HAD HEART PAINS A Critical Case of Rheumatism Cured By Dr. Williams' Pink Pilla. While Mr. W. S. Geisel, of No. 125 East Coates street, Moberly, Mo., was steadily working at his trade in a foun dry at that place, he became the victim of an attack of rheumatism, and his ex perience is that of thousands who are compelled to work in similar surround ings. He describes his situation as fol lows : " I had been at work for a long time In a foundry where I was exposed to dampness. First my feet began to hurt uid to swell, then my knees and my shoulder joints began to be affected in the same way. Finally I could not walk without great difficulty and suffering and had to stop work altogether. My appetite was feeble and I grew very pale and weak. I began to have pains about my heart and it flattered a great deal. I became greatly alarmed about my con dition. My mother knew about the vir tues of Dr. Williams' Pink Pills, as they had given her back her health when she was nearly wasting to death, and when she found that they were good for rheu matism too, she began to give them to me about a mouth after I was attacked. That was in the early part of March, 1903, and by June they had driven away the pains and swelling and had restored my appetite aud color. Then 1 felt strong enough to take np a line of out door work and now, in October, I re gard myself as entirely well aud I am about to go into a foundry again at St. Louis." Dr. Williams Pink Pills also enre other diseases spriuging from im pure blood or disordered nerves, such as sciatica, locomotor ataxia, partial paralysis and all forms of weakness in male or female. They may be had at all druggists or directly from the Dr. Williams Mediciue Company, Schenec tady, N. Y. Hardly. Tf Washington were alive today do you think he would be the popular Idol he was In his .own times?" "I don't know," answered the pessi mistic citizen. "He might be a popu lar Idol, butVI hardly think he would be much in demand as a New York Insurance director." Many Children are Sicxiy. Mother Gray's Sweet Powders foyChlldren, used by Mother Gray, a nurse in Children's Home, New York, cure Feverishness, Head ache, Stomach Troubles, Teething Dis orders, Break up Colds and Destroy Worms. At all Druggists' ,35c. Sample mailed FREE. Address Allen S. Olmsted, Le Roy, N. Y. Low Rates Bring Custom. Good Dame "I was so glad to learn that you had at last joined the anti swearing society. But , why didn't you Join before?" Young Man ''Too expensive. The fines used to he a dime for every thing; but lately the rates have been reduced to six cusses for a qurater." Fast. "Is this -a fast color?" .asked ..the man who wanted three pairs of Bocks for a quarter. "Sir," replied the saleperson bland ly, "that color is so fast that. If it should start to run It would inevita bly be arrested for exceeding the speed- limit." Puck.- Lewis' Single Binder the famous straight Be cipar, always best quality. Your dealer or Lewis' Factory, Peoria, ILL Why He Failed. "I had a scheme that promised to make me a fortune, but I had a streak of bad luck." "Tell me about It." "I Invented a substitute for food and was Just getting I well started when another fellow came along and brought out an imitation of my sub stitute and undersold me." A Weary Evening. Jinks to old friend In theater lob by '"I notice you come out after every act. You are not drinking, I hope?" ' Blinks "Oh, no; but It Is rather tiresome inside. I came with my own sister this time." Do You Want to Know What You Swallow? There Is a growing sentiment in this country in favor of mbtocihss op knows; oonroniioK. It is but natural that one should have some interest in the compo sition of that which he or she is expected to swallow, whether It be food, drink or medicine. Recognizing this growing disposition on the part of the public, and satisfied that the fullest publicity can only add to the well-earned reputation of his medi cines, Dr. R. V. Pierce, of Buffalo, N. aw has "taken time by the forelock," as-JsT were, and is publishing broadcast a list of all the ingredients entering into his leading medicines, the '-Golden Medical lnscovery" the popular liver invigorator, stomach tonic, blood purifier and heart regulator; also of his "Favorite Prescrip tion" for weak, over-worked, broken oown, nervous and invalid women. This bold and out-spoken movement on the part of Dr. Pierce, has, by showing exactly what his well-known medicine are composed of, completely disarmed all harping critics who have heretofore un justly attacked them. A little pamphlet has been compiled, from the standard medical authorities of all the several schools of practice, showing the strongest endorsements by leading medical writers of the several ingredients which enter into Dr. Pierce's medicines. A copy of this little book is mailed res to any one de siring to learn more concerning the valu able, native, medicinal plants which enter into the composition of Dr. Pierce's med icines. Address Dr. Pierce as above. Dr. Pierce's Pleasant Pellets are tiny, sugrar eoated acti-bilious granules. Tbey reeulato and invigorate Stomach, Liver and Bowels. Do not beeet'the "pill habit," but cure constipation. One or two each day for a laxative and regulator, three or four for an active cathartic Ouce tried always in favor. I nnfl HVEN.AWAY. in copies of Medical Adviser, a book that sold to the ex- wi ww,wm copies a few years ago. at 1.S0 per copy. J8t year we (rave away S30.000 worth of these invalua ble books. This year we shall rive away too.000 worth of them. Will yoa share In this DeneO.tr If so. send only XI one-cent stamps to cover cost of mailing only for book in a tin paper covers, or St stamps for clolh bound. Address riv" B. V. Piaroa, Buflaio. N. Y.