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IOWA STATE NEWS.
AllM»kre OonBtf. Lansing is on the war-path agala, bound to be madot!" county seat. Benton Connty. Uhark* If. (Jonklin, former District Judge, dropped dead in the street at Yin ton a few days since. 4 Blarkkairk Cumatf. Til Ion V Iowa farm Is Mfc section tx ar Waterloo. Buchanan Connty. A fatal accident recently occurred near In dependence. Two boys were engaged in tak ing corn from a crib, when one of them crawled into the excavation made, the corn falling upon and suffocating him before as sistance arrived. ihlekasaw County. The mercury at Nashua stood at eighteen decrees below zero Um fldidip^et UMB^—tha second dt»y of spring! Clarke County. A Laporte man fell off the Llnfl end of a sled he was driving the other day, and was promptly run over by a farmer who was driv ing close behind him. Tbc young man was trampled pretty badly by the horses, but he wasn't fatally hurt. Clayton County. While It father and his daughter were com ing from Prairie du Ctilcn to McGregor, a few days ago, with a team, when near the shore the ice gave way and the team went down be low the surface. The young lady became frighten* cl and leaped out, and but for the heroism of a telegraph operator would have gone under the Ice. The team and man were also extricated. That heroic young man and that very wet young woman have started out properly, and ere long the tintinabolatlons of the marriage-bells will be In order. Clinton Connty. A Are broke out In Langan's Block, at De Witt, a fi-w night* ago which destroyed the building, including Langan's flail, Slier wool's drug store, and I)lriehart Murdock's bank. The tire, which occurred in the cellar of the drug store, originated In the explosion of a kerosene lamp. Hart's law office and a shoe shop wore pulled down to prevent the spread of the Are. The total low was $15,000 or $20,000. Vavl* County. Jimmy Myren, aged sweet seventeen, was married at Kloomfleld recently to Hannah Watson, iigr sweeter nineteen. No cards. DM Molnea County. Gustav, a six-year-old son of Otto Dan- quard, living near Burlington, while follow ing his brother out of the door of the house the other day, slipped on an icy sill, and fell, fracturing his skull on a brick door jam, death resulting In a short lime. Tbe father was very much depressed at the shocking ac cident, and going into town purchased chloroform and strychnine, both of which it seems he took, retiring to bed. His wife was awakened by the death-throes of her bun band in the night, and sent to the nearest neighbors for assistance, but the unfortunate 'man soon expired. The father was much at ached to his son, and to his sudden and shocking death alone is attributed tbe cause of suicide. Mlltord Davis, a young lad employed in one Of the Hurlington railroad offices, recently boarded a freight train for a short ride. In passing from one car to another he fell be tween and was crushed to death. A grindstone, weighing 1,500 pounds, used for grinding plowshares In the Orchard City agrlculttmU works, at Burlington, burst a few daysngo, and smrshed things generally. No one, fortunately, was near when the ac cident occurred. Dubuque County. Wagner, the man who murdered Rhombcrg and who was recently acquitted on the plea of Insanity, has been sunt to tbe Insane Asylum at Independence. A Dubuque girl whistles like athrUfth. Since the ilavs of Eve sweet lips have always shown the pucker, but failed in the piping. A showman lays $100 a week at the foet of tbe Dubuque maiden and says: "Wilt go with me?" But hlie will not. Fayette County. Hurd's Bank, at Fayette, was recently broken Into and robbed of $30,000, chiefly de posits, and a large number of valuable pa pers. The money and papers had been placed iu the vault, which the catsliicr had most unaccountably left unfastened. A special to the Dubuque Thru* of a later date says the money hud been recovered. Hancock County. James Monk, of Ellington, has a ring.wofltt which ap]eared on his hand and Is spreading all over him, having already passed up his arm, over his head aad tu*M and part way down his back. Harrison County* Tom Bousted was shot by a man named Franklin, in a saloon row at Woodbine, the •other night. He was very dangerously wounded. Mr. Shepherd, who lives si* miles west of Missouri Valley, recently lost a large portion of his elbow and a piece of bis ear just be cause he leaned upon his gun at the time a handful of shot was trying to get out. Henry County. James Macy, an old man residing in Tip pecanoe township, wis beaten with a club and stamped nearly to death, the other day, lay S brute named William Van Dorn. Macy had his collar bona broken, besides having his skull fractured. Jeflfcrson County. Miss Nellie Burgess, daughter of Capt. W. R. Burgess, of Fairfield, was seriously inlurcd in a railway ac Ident recently, being thrown against a stove vlth such force as to fracture her cheek bone. Johnson Coun ty* A few days sin-0 a little daughter of D. Ham, of Iowa City, was playing in the kitchen where tli0 hired girl had a kettle of hot suds on the lloor, when the child stepped back against It and fell, upsettiug the hot irittr upon its back and head. It scalded It so badly that the little sufferer lived but a few hours. Recently, a son of G. Hanklns was drowned In the Iowa River a few miles above Iowa XJity. Ho was trying to loosen the Ice from .-a barge near tho North Bend stone quarry, wfeen he lost his balance and fell In the A brakeman on the Rock Island Railroad named William McMurray was badly injured si Iowa City tho other day by being caught between two freight cars. Keokuk County. A flattened bullet has Just been removed from the temple of Sheriff Stranahan, of glgourney, It having worked Itself to the sur •face. The Sheriff received the wound in the late war, and carrj#4 Jbulhit iu hH tea years. 14sn County. Hoory ttpadt, ot tlston, wWlo dlMtag a hog the other day, fell and broke hi* leg. The residence of E. J. Hawkins, near Cedar Rapids, waa burned lately. Loss about $2,500. Itllll* County. The Journal tells ft ••upersUttoos family near Glen wood trying to save their daughter from death by typhoid fever by calling in the elders of the church to cure her by laying on of bands. The only result was that the young lady died several days sooner than she would have done if they had let her alone. Pace County. The Grand Jury have found a true bill against John Kluge, the 1 Liid-mtmlerer. A few days ago he was arraigned and entered a plea of guilty." It was feared for several days that Judge Lynch would take charge of the case, but better counsels seem to have prevailed. Polk County. The Army of the Tennessee will meet atDes Moines in September. Pottawattamie County* A gentleman informs tho Avoca Delta that he knows ol fifty cases of glanders among tbe burses of that region. A burglor named George Wilson, while be ing conveyed to the Council Bluffs jail, the other evening, suddenly threw some lime in to Officer Jackson's eyes and ran. The offi cial pulled bis revolver and fired four times, the last bullet taking effect and securing the prisoner. Poweshiek County* Th» town of Grlnneli in ti*e twenty years of Its existence has never had a liquor saloon. Alexander Weir, a miller near Montezuma, was killed few days ago, being drawn into the great wheel and crushed and mangled in the moat horrible manner. Seott County. A Davenport lady has become insane be cause six and her husband disagreed on re ligiollH SllhjectS. Warren County. An Indianola lady bad a tamer'm large as an egg removed from Just below her ear the other day. It was a dangerous but suc cessful operation. Woodbury County. A. S. Gillette, wholesale boot and shoedeal er at Sioux City, has failed. LiafrUjUai $60, 000 assets $27,000. Iowa Postofflce Alfalrt* Thl following were the postal changes in Towa during the week ending March 0: KstabliHhed Farmersville, Jasper County, TliomuH Tennant, Postmaster Single, Keokuk County, Joseph Merry u, Postmaster 'launton, Warren County, Francis Trueblood, Postmaster. Discontinued Manhattan, Keokuk County. Postmasters Appointed—Caldwell, Ap panoose County, Joseph Kincade Car isle, Warren County, William It. Kan (lletnan Fredric, Monroe County, J. H. Moss Hook's Point, Hamilton ounty, B. C. Dixon Indianapolis, Mahaska County, David Clammer Monitor, Ap panoose County, W. W. Edwards War saw, Wayne County, Fi. F. Thatelier Wheeler's Grove, Pottawattamie County, Thomas Shuts. Sing More* OotTTVATicsinging in tho family. Be gin "When the child is not yet three years old. The songs and hymns your child hood sang, bring them all back to your memory anil teach them to your little ones mix them altogether, to meet the similar moods, as in alter life they come over us so mysteriously sometimes. Many a time. and' oft, in the very whirl of business in the sunshine and gayety of Fifth Avenue, and amid the splendor of the drive in Central Park, some little thing wakes up the memories of early youth—the old mill the cool spring the shady tree by the school house—and the next instant we almost see again the ruddy cheeks, .he smiling faces, and the merry eyes of schoolmates, some gray headed now, most lie moldcring in the grave." And anon, the song my mother sang" springs unbidden to the lips and HoothcB ana sweetens all these memo ries. At other times, amid the crushing mis haps of business, a mere ditty of the olden lime pops up its little head, breaks in upon tho ugly train of thought, throws HM- mind into another channel light breaks in from behind the cloud in the sky and a new courage is given to us. The honest man goes singing to his work and when the day's labor is done, his tools laid aside, and he is on his way home, where wife and child and tidy ta ble and cheery fireside await him, he can not help but whistle or sing. The burglar never Bings. Moody si lence, not the merry song, weighs down the dishonest tradesman, the perfidious clerk, the unfaithful servant, the perjured partner.—JlaWt Journal. Spontaneous Combustion of Coal* IT has remained for the court of in quiry which has recently closed a long session at Hong Kong, China, on the cause of the loss of the Pacific Mail steam ship Japan by lire, to discover and an nounce to the world the danger which attends ycean travel by reason of the possibility of the spontaneous combus tion of coal stowed away in the bunkers of every steamship. The cause of the burning of the Japan was closely en shrouded in mystery, but the court of investigation, after deducing all possible testimony from the crew without reach ing satisfactory conclusions, learned at last from the engineer on duty just pre vious 10 the disaster that one of the coal bunkers had not been inspected for at least twentv-four hours, and in this bunker the Are first broke forth. This testimony was considered conclusive, anil the opinion arrived at was that spon taneous combustion of coal in this par ticular bunker was the cause of the fire which consumed the Japan and resulted in the attendant great loss of life and property. In closing its session the court recom mended that in future the strictest rules be adopted by steamship companies and euforced by the officers cf vessels in the matter of coal-bunker inspection, and de cided that four hours was a sufficient time for coal stored away in a vessel at sea to engender a heat sufficient to create combustion, the conditions being favor able With such a decision, coming from an apparently honest body of investigators and substantiated as it is by the proba bilities in the case of the Japan disaster, not only steamboat men but users of coal generally should see to it with continued diligence that the combustious nature of the article is not permitted to involve in conflagration its surroundings.—Ckicag* Journal. IF you were O'Brien, of San Francisco, you could lend your brother-in-law $5,000,000 and then have as much left to keep vision* of the poor-house awajk JOHN CAMPBELL'S C0XTKB8I0N* IT was never quite clear to Mr. Camp bell whether it was the sudden bitter cold draught from the door or the sweet voice of the woman or the surging in of the crowd of do-nothings that caused him to set bis cup of hot soda quickly down and face about. Mr. Campbell did not drop his cup, for that would have in dicated precipitation, and John Camp bell never did but one precipitate thing his whole life long and that was some months later. This poor boy is seriously injured," said the lady to the druggist "I fear his leg is broken. Wili you take him into your private office and examine the hurt? Perhaps I can help you dress it. I have had some experience." While she spoke the lad was carefully carried behind the glass doors at the rear of the shup, and the crowd, finding itseif deprived of the rich treat of gaz ing at a fellow-being's suffering, melted away with the wonderful faciliiy for dis perscment that marks the throng that never had any adequate cause for col lecting. Then John Campbell and the brown eyi-d lady were left alone. She uncon scious of any presence but her own, her thoughts a thousand miles away he calmly finishing his interrupted hoi soda and watching his companion's face. At last he ventured, sympathetically: Does that unfortunate little fellow belong to you, madam, and might I be of any ser vice in helping you home with him?" For the first time she looked up at him brightly and said: Oh, dear, no, sir! The child is some poor gamin, I suppose. He wan knocked down just as I came along, and as tbe men who picked him up seemed not to know what to do with him 1 ventured to direct them here. If his leg is fractured he will have to go to the hospital, and I should be glad to pay for a carriage to take him there if you would be good enough to find one." Before Mr. Campbell could reply the druggist came back, said the boy had only badly sprained his ankle, and begged the kind lady would hold his hand while the druggist bandaged the leg for by this time the poor little fellow was crying nervously, as much from fear as from pain. She rose at once to follow the man of potions, while John Camp bell followed her, partly from an unac knowledged thrill of curiosity, partly from a genuine desire to be of service. The lady knelt by the child's side, soothing him to quietness in that cooing, dove-like way peculiar to women whose strongest instincts are toward mother hood. 'Ilien taking the cloths and lotions from the apothecary's hand she quickly and gently bound up the swollen ankle, talking softly to the boy the while. John Campbell looked on wonderingly at the deft performance, thinking that if he had been the Arab, instead of the heir to the great Campbell estates, it would be a strong antidote to nain to be tended by those long, slim fingers that did their work so swifily and so well. Now I must go," said the lady, rising and shaking out the folds of her simple gown. But I wish 1 could set this boy on the way to the hospital first. He will get wn much better care there than he will at home." I will take him there myself my own carriage is at the door, and I can do so without trouble," returned Mr. Camp bell, promptly, roused to a pitch of benevolence he would have regarded as impossible two hours before. Thank you, sir," responded the little woman, smiling up into his face with her beaming brown eyes. I am sure you couldn't do a kinder act. I am sorry I cannot go with him myself." And the shadow of regret that had crept into Mr. Campbell's mind after making his offer faded into nothing. John Campbell wasn't a bit mean. He would give you money, and liberally, too, for almost any object under the sun but there's no denying he was chtry of him self, his personal satisfaction, his indi viduality. He was fastidious also almost to morbidness. While he would gladly have paid for a dozen carriages, had they been necessary to remove the injured lad, to transport him in his own clarence required a degree of self-sacrifice that would have been incomprehensible to the unknown woman he wanted to please. Why he wanted to please her he could not have told. He had never seen her until an hour before. He had hard ly exchanged twenty words with her, and those of the most ordinary kind. He did not know her name, even her na tionality, though, with a flesh-born pat riotism, he decided she must be his own countrywoman. She was not young nor conventionally pretty but there was that in her face he felt to be more beau tiful than beauty. He should never see her again, yet he was not only willing but anxious to do something positively unpleasant for the sake of honestly earn ing that bright, thankful smile. As he drove off with his charge he said to himself: "What a fool I am!" which might have been freely rendered into: How magnetic she is!" Safely ensconced before the fire in the luxurious solitude of his own library, Mr. Campbell could not keep his mind from the incident of the afternoon. He was amazed that his well-disciplined intellect waB entirely absorbed in solving the insoluble problem of: Who is she? No question in speculative philosophy had ever held his thoughts more steadi ly. or with less prospect of an ultimately satisfactory result. At last, giving it np as hopeless, he changed the form to— What is she? That she was a woman of character and courage went without saying that she was a lady born and bred was as plain in every fold of her garments as in the carriage of her small person. This was so evident that he uid not even think of it but that she was something be sides all this, that she "did something," he could not help believing against his wish. There was that in her air, the di rectness with which she said what she meant and did what she said, that con vinced him she was used to responsibili ty and action. She might be a teacher? Yes, she might be but he promptly de cided that she wasn't. She might be half a dozen other things, but he was sure she wasn't. He stopped, appalled by a thought he had mentally extinguished two or three times. Might she not be a physician? Every drop of his conserva tive blood—flowing, long generations back, from the Scotch Covenanters— curdled at the idea. Yet, judging from the aptness of her afternoon's perform ance, what more likely th in that it was the result of thorough training? Life in its lurd, grinding, money-earn ing aspects had never come near enough to John Campbell to give him any clear or adequate conception of it. He and his father and g'andfather before him had been born to the purple and fine linen of existence, and whole mines of silver could hardly exceed the wealth their baby tongues might have command ed. Bach had an income far greater than he spent thus the Campbell possessions had increased, till the third John could not have told within a small fortune the extent of his patrimony. Conse quently, to work from necessity and for money w&9 a condition as foreign to his consciousness as tbe life of a slave. He had a certain notion of men, fol lowing a profession or engaging in busi ness but that woman should ever labor for pay was an anomaly he found diffi cult to reconcile with his belief in an overruling Providence. The Campbell women had never worked. They had been swathed in richest vestments, had lain on rose petals from their birth, and when they had married—as Mr. Camp bell believed it every woman's duty to do—they had gone rarely dowered to their husbands'homes. Therefore, while he admitted that the lower classes of women might be forced to labor for their own support, yet that a woman in his ow n rank should be compelled to be her own bread-winner he could scarcely com prehend. It was bad enough that women should be washerwomen, seamstresses, teachers, these callings might be tolerated, since they belonged to the legitimate sphere of the sex. But from a woman who should so far forget herself as to study a profession—a man's profession— John Campbell's soul recoiled in holy horror. That is to say, he recoiled from the idea of it, for, to his knowledge, he had never come in contact with so epi cene a creature. Thus it was quite natural that he should shrink from the possibility that that low-voiced, brown-haired little lady, who had impressed him more in half an hour than ail the women he had known, could be aught so unfeminine as a phy sician. He could not help thinking about her, despite his strongest effort and his aris tocratic mother, who presided over his table and in his drawing-room, observed that he was singularly silent at dinner that day. A fortnight iater Mr. Campbell had nearly forgotten his feminine puzzle, as he took his afternoon stroll through the avenue. The day was clear, sh-irp and wintry, growing colder hourly, and glaz ing the walks with a thin, treacherous covering where the water had stood in the morning. Pedestrianism was rapidly getting dangerous, and pedestrians were as rapidly disappearing from the street. Absorbed in his own thoughts, the mucb Bought bachelor failed to notice the slip periness of the pavements until, just as he came to a crossing, his daintily-booted feet described a large segment of a cir cle, and, to his immense astonishment, he found himself seated in the gutter, with a pain in his wrist severe enough to draw an exclamation from his lips. Picking himself up, he looked about for a car riage. No vehicle of any sort being with in hailing distance, however, he was obliged, perforce, to get himself home as best he could. When be was once more by his own fireside his wrist hurt him intensely, and he dispatched a servant fjr the nearest physician. The man dashed unsuccessfully through two or three blocks, and at last a modest sign, P. 11HOWN, M. I)., stared straight into his face from the bal cony of a plain little house in aside street. Ringing the bell furiously, he inquired, Is Dr. Brown at home?" At home, but cngagdd. Will be at liberty in a few minutes." Tell Dr. Brown to call at No. 20 street immediately, to dress a sprain." Then the man rushed back to his mas ter to inform him that Dr. Brown, of street, would attend him at once. On the heels of this statement came a tap at the door and the servant announced: "The doctor, sir!" with so questioning an em phasis that Mr. Campbell turned hastily toward the entrance and beheld—a woman! Not only a woman, but the woman who had been baffling his pene tration for the past weeks, lie was be wildered. Roguishness twinkled in the brown eyes, belying the sober mouth, as she said, with a semi-business air: "Pen elope Brown, M. D., at your service, sir!" I had no idea Dr. Brown was a stammered the patient, more thoroughly ill at ease than he could remember ever being. •A woman, you were going to say, sir. I presume not. Nor should I have ventured to come here had not your messenger departed from my house be fore he could be informed of the fact. I will go away now, unless you are suffer ing so much that you desire to have me look at the injury," with just a sugges tion of sarcasm in the tones. "By—by no means!" interposed Mr. Campbell, hastily. I should be obliged to you if you would examine it at once. It has already swelled a good deal and is very painful and he turned back his sleeve, baring the puffy, discolored wrist. It must be admitted that while those slender, delicate hands were softly feel ing the hurt, soothing the pain with their cool, swift touch, Mr. Campbell's preju dices against women who unsex them Belves by following a profession were rapidly evaporating. By the time the sprain was carefully dressed and the un lucky arm resting on a low cushion he was almost taking credit for having called this deft-fingered woman—so prone is human nature to felicitate itself on happy accidents—in place of some iron handed man, who would have done his work with half the delicacy and not a whit better. I think," said Dr. Brown, rising and putting her shawl about her shoulders, proudly determined he should have her no more unless he chose to, that your servant, who has watched me closely, can dress the sprain properly hereafter, and that it will be unnecessary for me to come again. You think vou can, do you not?" turning toward the valet, who, transfixed with horror at the whole pro ceeding, had never lifted his eyes from the doctor's face. "No, no I beg you will call to-mor row," interposed the patient, as eager now to have her come as be was at first abashed by her coming. I really don't feel willing to trust my man vet. You must oblige me by calling till I am ready to discontinue your visits." At last promising Dr. Pen, as her familiar patients called her, departed, and Mr. Campbell lay back on the lounge to recover his composure, which had heen sadly ruffled by the afternoon's ex perience. One disagreeable eftort he had yet to make—he must inform his mother of what had happened when she should return from the matinee to which she had gone. He dreaded what she might say or imply but she must be made to understand the situation before the doctor came next day. A woman doctor!" cried his mother, star led out of her usual well-bred indif ference. "Why, John Campbell, what will people say?" "I am sure I don't know and don't care, mother," returned that gentleman, shortly. I bave called Dr. Brown, and I shall keep her aa long aa I need her. It is a very small matter, anyway. I take it a doctor is a doctor, and it doesn't matter what the sex is, if the work is done properly. Does it?" At which re mark Mrs. Campbell gazed at her son, speechless for she had never heard so radical a sentiment from his lips during the whole forty years of his existence. Thus it came about that little Pen called daily to see her patient—called, too, long after there was real need, be cause he would not give up the pleasure of seeing her cheerv face and feeling her slim fingers on his arm. Besides, he liked to talk with her. She was so differ ent from the fine ladies he was accus tomed to meet. To him there was a stronger tonic in her speech than in her medicine. Her brain was so clear and clever,m her thought so quick and penetrating. He never tried to adapt his conversation to her—there was no need. Where he led she could follow sometimes close upon his thought sometimes professing igno rance of the subject, yet always intelli gently. Now and again, too, she led him in mental paths he had never before trodden showed him fresh intellectual results she had wrought out for herself in the midst of her over-busy life. Thus Pen's professional visits gradually re solved themselves into friendly chats, in which the mother often took part, and at last so far yielded to the strong magnet ism of the small doctor's presence that she welcomed her with a cordiality that would have surprised herself had she thought about it. And by reason of these talks John Campbell came to see and understand a phase of life from which his circum stances had shut him away. He learned also Pen's own story, not through any voluntary confession, but by chance droppings that gave him a key to the whole. He discovered in pitying amaze ment how, just as she was entering on womanhood, her father had died, and left next to nothing for her mother, an inva lid brother and herself to live upon how she saw she must take the man's place in the family and be its head and support how she had tried to sew, to teach, to sell goods over a counter, and could in neither way earn enough to sus tain herself, much less those dependent on her how she finally determined to study medicine, and had gone without food to buy books, had gone nearly in rags to pay for her tuition how when her examination had passed she began to practice and at last won for those she loved and cared for a comfortable home and the means to keep it so. And hearing all this, and reflecting upon it, John Campbell developed into a nobler and better man. His ideas changed, his theories broadened, his ex pressed opinions liberalized. He looked back over his forty luxurious years, and saw not one thing accomplished, not a sacrificfi rendered, not a struggle made which was comparable in any degree with what this little woman, with her fine presence and exquisite manners, had, all unaided, accomplished, sacrificed, struggled for. Then he grew very hum ble. in the fullness of his heart he said: "My friend, I believe in my whole life I have never done anything for any human being. I have lived among my books, and with a few friends no wiser than I as to what life really is. If you would only help me I should like to do some good in the future." And then and there they made a solemn compact to help one another to help their fellows. They kept the compact. Pen's wise little head planned new ways to aid the poor and sick and unfortunate, for whom she always had a kind of feeling of kin ship, and John's wealth and abundant leisure were willing tributaries to her projects. But of all the people they as sisted none received more genuine help than they from one another. She led him to a knowledge of human suffering, to a higher belief in human worth. He gave her a whole side of existence which she had never before come near, though her soul longed passionately for it: the world of art and culture he opened to her he fed her intellect with the food it had ever hungered for. If they had been younger they would have seen sentimental danger in all this near companionship. As it was it would be hard to tell which of them was the more astonished when one day, after they had been discussing some fresh scheme of benevolence, John Campbell suddenly laid his hand on the small doc tor's shoulder and said, quickly: "Little Pen, will you be my wife?" This was the one precipitate thing he had ever done. Ten minutes previous nothing had been further from his mind than asking anybody to be his wife, least of all this energetic little creature, who trotted about in all weathers, always cheery and hopeful, trying to make peo ple better than she had found them. But the words uttered, there came into his consciousness such a wealth of love for her, such a desire to take her out and away from the hard path she was treading so Rravely, that he waited breathlessly for her words. They came slowly. He could feel her trembling under his hand. Her smooth cheeks flushed faintly. Your wife, Mr. Campbell?" she said, softly, as if she could not realize the im port of his speech. Yes, my wife, Pen,"he repeated, eager ly, covering both her hands, which sought to hide her eyes, with one of his. Why should you not be my wife, my darling? You have been my friend, my com panion, my helpmate. All that I have ever done that was worth doing has been at your instigation and with your aid. It only remains that you should be my wife. Tell me, dear, that you will not fail me now when most I need you." But I am so old, John," happily un conscious of the confession made in the use of his name. I am past thirty, you know," coloring reddest red "and I'm not pretty, and I don't know anything but one thing, and I'm poor and then there are my patients and oh, John, I never thought anybody would love me!" dropping into the nearest seat in a pas sion of tears. Perhaps that last sentence lay at the base of the whole. At any rate the lover thought so, for he just picked the little woman up in bis arms and said, while he wiped away the tears: "Now, Miss Pen, I am going to answer your objection everyone. To begin with, if you are past thirty, which I don't in the least believe—the records are wrong—I am past forty, a fact I fear there is no just reason to doubt. Secondly, I deny in toU that you are not pretty. There is abundant evidence to the contrary at this moment," turning up the sweet face and planting an emphatic kiss on the ripe, rosy lips. Thirdly, if you don't know but one thing it is high time you did and how can you ever study while you lead your present life? Fourthly, if you are poor there is all the more need for your marrying a man who is rich—myself, for example. Fifthly, you to me this very morning that you had a friend you should take into partner ship if you felt that you could afford to. Now to her. you can freely make over your practice, not only with my consent, but at my express com mand. Lastly, finally, and forever love you with my whole soul, and I pYo pose to marry you this day month, what ever your views on the subject may be. So you might as well resign yourself to your fate. Now, ma'am, what hare yoo to say against all this?" Pen had nothing to say, and if she had had she couldn't have said it. Shi could have assisted in a delicate surgicij operation with perfect ca'mness, becau a discipline had done its work with bek But in the hands of the man she love! she was plastic as the veriest girl. A* the difficulties in her way were smoother by the magic of his loving touch, and fore she could realize her full happine^ she found herself his proud and cherished wife. There was but a single point of differ ence between them. That was her pro fession. She could not feel that it wag right to wholly give it up he could njf| feel that it was right for her to continuj$ in it. At last they compromised. In odd corner of their luxurious home Pel has a tiny office, where for two houid each day she can be found ready to ai0 the unfortunates who flock to her ip scores. She never practices for pay slj| seldom goes out but she is still Dr. Pe* to a hundred or so of her old patients. What did the world say to this odd marriage? At first it was scandalized, and made something more than a nin# days' wonder of it. Society was strong ly inclined not to call upon the new Mrp Campbell. But Pen's sweet face, growj| younger and prettier by ten years sinai her marriage, is her card of admission tj§ any circle she chooses to honor by her presence. It is believed by many that Mrs. Camp bell senior did not in the least relish her son's marriage. But when an ac quaintance ventured to sympathize with her she said, drawing herself up an£ looking her grandest—she can look veif grand indeed when she chooses: Yo» are seriously mistaken, madam mar daughter-in-law is a very remarkabfe woman. It requires much mor« than th® ordinary mind to appreciate her." Since which—as the elder lady takes particular pains to be seen with the younger upon all social occasions—no body has dared say that Penelope Brown, M. D., was not as much the choice of the mother as of the son. —Harper'* £*MOT. After the Funeral* It was just after the funeral. The be reaved and subdued widow enveloped in milinery gloom was seated in the sitting, room with a few sympathising friend|* There was that const laiued look so pecul iar to the occasion observable on every countenance. The widow sisrhed. How do you feel, my dear?" observed her sister. Oh, I don't know," said the poor woman, with difficulty restraining her tears. But I hope everything passed ofl well." Indeed it did," said all the ladies. It was as large and respectable a funeral as I have seen this wiutcr," said the sister, looking around upon the othens. Yes, it was," said the .ady from tlie next door. I was saying to Mr. Slocum only ten minutes ago that the attendandt couldn't have been better—the badgoit|| considered." Did you see the Taylors?" asked tlft widow, faintly, looking at her sister. They go so rarely to funerals that I wii quite surprised to see them here." "Oh, yes, the Taylors were all here," said the sympathizing sister. "As you say, they go but a little they are so ex clusive." "I thought I saw the Curtises also," suggested the bereaved woman, droop ingly. Oh, yes," chimed in several. They came in their own carriage, too," said tl» sister, animatedly. And then theft were the Handtlls, and tbe Van lia* salaers. Mrs. Van Kas^aNer had her cousin from the city with b,«'. And Mr#. Kandall wore a very heavy black silk, which I am sure was quite new. Diu you see Col. Haywood and his daughters, love "I thought I saw them, but 1 wasn't sure. They were here, then, were they f* "Yes, indeed," said they all again, and the lady who lived across the way ob served The Colonel was very sociable, and inquired most kindly about you and the sickness of your husband." The widow smiled faintly. 8he was gratified by the interest shown by the Colonel. The friends now rose to go, each bid ding her good-by, and expressing tlte hope that she would be calm. Her Bist»ir bowed tbem out. When she returnnd she said: Y011 can see, my love, what the neigh bors think of it. 1 wouldn't have had anything unfortunate happened for a good deal. But nothing did. The ar rangements couldn't have been better." "I think some of the people in tho neighborhood must have been surprised toseeso many of the up-town peopkl here," suggested the afflcted women, try ing to look hopeful. You may be quite sure of that as serted the sister. I could see that plain enough by their looks." Well, I am glad there is no occasion for talk," said the widow, smoothing the skirt of her dress. And after that the boys took tbe chairs home, and the house was put Danbury Neu*. in order.— —The roller is a more valued farm im Dlement than formerly. Our improved farm machinery demands smooth sup faces on the fields. Then farmers bav1$ learned that better plowing can be donp with a smooth surface than an unewi one, and good plowing means easy aftefc tillage and clean crops. The roller W needed on the new meadow in the spring on the fields of spring grain after sowp ing, and quite likely on ihe planting! ground. Rolling is so simple an oper# tion that the common log-roller is aboii as good as the more costly tool made iron and plank. On fields that are prettf free of stone a clod-crusher, made plank fastened to s antling and ovef. lapping each other like clapb ards on house, answers an excellent purposcjL It should be about three feet wide anp nine long.—Rural Neva Yorker. —Our Revolutionary father* it oaed to see tough times. An old Virginia book tells how two of them received lashes each for being absent from rol|» call, and speaks of another who r«$* ccived 100 Ja^heB for misbehavior FJ For one month's pay, a soldier of tlij§ patriot army received $83,000, but h0 had to pay $2,000 a yard for clotl enough to makia oostnim $l,60Vt