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JACKSON, ROBERT H. McMANNS, ARTHUR P. NICHOLSON, J. B. WAILKS, MAX ROSEN, JOHN K. CULVER, GEORGE W. ALT, H. D. HAMMOND, J. FRANK SHIPLET, H. P. EASTMAN. Dec. 28-ly Second National Bank TOWSON, Md. BOXES BOXES SAFE DEPOSIT BOXES AT THE SECOND NATIONAL BANK OF TOWSON, 85.00 PER. YEAH, FOR YOUR VALUABLES. BOXES BOXES -iOPPIOERSi — Thomas W. Offutt, Elmer J. Cook, Thos. J. Meads, President. Harrison Rider, 1 Cashier. THOMAB W. OFFUTT. W. BERNARD DUKE, HENRY C. LONGNECKER, Elmer J. cook, Wm. A. Lee, Z. Howard Isaac, Harrison Rider, Chas. H. Knox, Noah E. Offutt, John I. Yellott, w. Gill Smith, John V. Slade. Feb. 6—ly 3[ 2 Once there was an OLD MAID who said she did not < 3 < [ bi need to marry, as she had a parrot that swore, a monkey <3 3 J T that chewed tobacco, a lamp that smoked and a cat that < [ 3 1 stayed out at nights. But the Old Maid needed a Bank j JI 3 [ 9 Account and YOU need one too. 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ESTABLISHED 1876. BOTH PHONES. danieiT rider, 100 l GREENMOUNT AVENUE, BALTIMORE, Md., COMMISSION * MERCHANT For the Sale of Hay, Grain and Straw. Orders for Mill Feed, Qluten Feed, Cotton Beed Meal, Oil Cake Meat, Salt, &0., will receive prompt attention. [Apl. 4—ly E. SCOTT PAYNE CO. OP BALTIMORE CITY, HARDWARE, 302 and 364 N. Gay Street, Baltimore, Md. Bar Iron and Steel, Springs, Axles, Wheels and Spokes, Horse-Shoers’ Supplies. Carriage and Builders’ Hardware. A. C. DIETRICH, Treasurer and Manager. Phones. [Jan. 30—ly J. MAURICE WATKINS & SON; —DEALERS I*— Staple, Fancy & Green Groceries Fruits In season. Fresh and Salt Meats. Full line of Tobaooos, Foreign and Domestic Cigars, *o. Sept. 12—ly TOWSON. Md. Monet to loan-in sums to suit. ROBERT H. BUSSEY, Towson, Md. Feb. 10.—tf Residence CookeysvUle. I For “The Union.” ecstasy. Translated from the French by E. May Cross. I stood alone by the sounding sea. When the hours of day had sped; Not a sail was seen on the boundless deep. And the stars shone bright o’erhead. My eyes saw farther than things of earth, The sea and the mountains high. The forests so thick, and dark and wide. And the beautiful “fire of the sky.” All nature seemed to be questioning The stars and the ocean wide. And though confused was their murmuring, The waves and the stars replied. In accents high, in accents low. In a harmony sweet to hear "Oh. things are as they are because The Lord, our God, is near.” The stars bent down their crowns of fire, And the waves, whom none can govern, Curved low their crestß, in homage true i To “Our Father, who art in Heaven.” And there, at once, I worshipped, too. Our glorious Lord on high. The Ood not only of all mankind. But also of sea and sky. THE OLD FIELD SCHOOL. BY FRANK M. VANCIL. Here, ’mid nature's wild and rugged scenes. With no inviting prospects to adorn. The latent spark of genius brightened forth— The greatest lives in history were born. Backward, far backward, in the dim vistas of bygone years, there is no dearer or more reverend spot in memory than that of our early school days. To most of those of advanced years these scenes were enacted amid the primeval shades of the "Old Field School House.” This pioneer land mark was conveniently situated upon some country thoroughfare within a grove of natural forest trees, and, if possible, in proximity to a spring of water. The district, of which this rural temple of learning was the nu cleus, included an irregular area of twenty or thirty square miles in ex tent, and embraced an isolated popu lation of from forty to sixty children of school age. The present system of free schools was unknown in those days. All terms of school were organized and conducted upon the subscription plan, that is, the patrons subscribed to an article of agreement with a teacher for a certain number of pupils at a stated rate of tuition per scholar, and paid therefor out of their own pock ets at the close of the term. Board for the teacher was generally included, whereby it became necessary for him to "board round,” visiting each pa tron with a frequency proportionate to the number of pupils sent by him to school. These perambulating so journs were often very onerous to the schoolmaster, as they frequently took him miles away from the seat of his labors, where, in exceedingly cold weather, his early presence was neces sary to have the room comfortable. They were, also, not conducive to preparatory study, nor always, re warded by that quality of diet satis factory to one engaged in sedentary occupation. The school building, erected by the volunteer labor of the citizens of the district, was made logs from the ad jacent forest, or hand-made brick, and seldom exceeded in dimension twenty five or thirty feet square. The fur nishings of the room were wholly the handiwork of the amateur mechanics of the neighborhood, and consisted of two or three stout wall-tables some three feet wide and ten feet long, used for writing, and upon which were placed the divers lunch buckets and baskets, and a motley array of sundry wearing apparel not convenient to hang upon the wooden pegs that orna mented all the vacant spaces between the one door and the four little win dows of the building. The seats for the pupils were rough benchesof various heights and lengths, made from slabs, and placed parallel to the sides of the room —the lower ones for the smaller pupils on the in terior —leaving a central rectangle, at one end of which was the wide open fireplace, and at the other the ink-bespattered desk of the teacher. There was not a semblance of a black hoard or wall map; and the only ecoration, aside from the gauzy net work of the geometrical spider in the corners of the ceiling, were the hiero glyphics of "keel” and charcoal on the walls,made by spectacular urchins. School was called by the loud Tap pings of the teacher upon the window sash, and the entrance of the mixed throng of knowledge seekers into the room was characterized by an indis criminate rush for the more desirable seats. It was strictly a case of "first come, first sefve,” and everywhere there might be observed animated bevies of both sexes in promiscuous and hilarious enjoyment. Nothing but the most flagrant violation of de corum was noticed by the instructor, and the rod and ferule were the pana cea for all severe offenses. Pupils came into the school at all hours of the day and no questions asked; and seldom did a teacher rebuke the social communications and sly mischievous ness of the young tyro. But willful misdemeanors and serious distur bances were common, and the severest chastisements were promptly inflicted. There was no schoolboard to which to appeal for assistance in subduing the unruly, and the tutor was truly a monarch of all he surveyed, aud gov erned and controlled the infant repub lic or abdicated the realm. The con test for supremacy between the teacher and the combined force of disorderly I boys was often spirited and sometimes tragical. "Licken and larnen” were consid i ered indissolubly allied in the Old * Field School of antebellum days, and corporal punishment was an everyday occurrence. A bunch of strong switches was always kept in store, and it was one of the funniest of tricks of the bad boy to discover these , instruments of torture and encircle i them with a sharp knife, which while unseen, caused them to fly into nu merous pieces when applied. Another lesser punishment was to stand upon the floor, which was sometimes inten j sified by being required to hold out a book Tmtil the arm became semi paralyzed. A very frequent and most reprehensible correction was the cruel application of the ferule or ruler to the inside of the hand. The three R’s —"Reading, ’Riting TOWSON, MD., SATURDAY, MARCH 13. 1909. | and ’Rithmetic,” were the chief stud ies, of no practical importance, and were pursued only by an occasional student of mature years. Outside of spelling and reading there were no regular classes, owing to the great disparity in attainments and diversity of text books. Nearly every publi cation extant was represented by the students of reading, from the back less Testament to the last year’s alma nac. Most everyone had a copy of Webster’s bluebacked speller, which was also used for a reader in the more elementary grades. Others more ad vanced read from the Bible, the Co lumbian Speaker, and the lives of Washington and Jackson. Fragmen tary editions of the Revised Statutes were also to be seen. The copies of arithmetic most in evidence were those of Deboe, Pike and Ray. Slates of elaborate dimensions were exclusively used, and many ciphered out the in tricate problems in "Tare and Tret,” with bits of soapstone for pencils, gathered from the banks of neighbor ing streams. As there is supposed to be a time to or for all things, so there was a time in the Old Field School set apart exclusively for writing. The copy book was a home product, made from the blue fool’s cap paper, and the pens were fashioned from goose quills, under the skillful hand of the teacher. Copies were set suitable to the vari ous capacities of the pupils, and ranged in character all the way from the initiatory step of "Pothooks” to that of ‘‘Many men of many minds.” The writing class sat before the pon derous table facing the wall, aud the only time of the day’s session in school in which there was an approxi mation to quietness in the room was the half hour devoted to writing broken only by the musical squeak of two dozen goose quill pens. The study of spelling was made very prominent and the recitations were always oral. The classes lined up in a long row, and the words of the lesson were pronounced to each pupil in turn. When a word was misspelled the pupil below who spell ed it correctly took his place above the one who missed it, and the pupil standing at the head of the class at the close of the recitation was given a head mark; and took his place next day at the foot of the class. The pupil obtaining the greatest number of head marks during the term of school was given a premium at the close. Then there were spelling matches in the evening—a season of unbridled fun and frolic. Two cap tains were designated, who "chose up,” and the house was divided, as nearly everyone spelt, and a battle royal raged for supremacy. The most exciting time came when both sides stood up and "spelled down” — each contestant sitting down on miss ing a word. This contest was often prolonged,for there were good spellers at that time, and it frequently hap pened that some diminutive pupil— most generally a little girl—would hold a half-dozen stalwart opponents in check, and ofttimes come off vic torious. A prominent incident, ever con nected with a winter term of school, and one which was looked forward to as a red-letter day, was the "Christ mas Treat.” It was an unwritten law, sanctioned by universal custom, that the teacher must give to the pu pils of the school not only a holiday on Christmas, but also a bountiful re past of apples, or cakes and candy. Very often this demand was positively refused, and then came the dangerous sport of "turning the teacher out and making him treat.” To accomplish this, the schoolroom, in his temporary absence, was securely barricaded, so as to prevent ingress, while a force of the largest boys remained on the out side to guard against the possibility of entrance or the escape of the teacher from the premises. The penalty of a noncompliance was a ducking in some nearby stream or pond of water, the icy nature of which usually en forced a tardy and sullen compliance. The recreative sports and amuse ments of the old country schools were many and varied in character. The boys mostly engaged in what were termed ‘ ‘Town ball,” ‘ ‘Mumblepeg, ’’ and "Roly poly,” while the girls played "Puss wants her corner,” "Jumping the rope,” "Ante over,” "Ring round rosy,” and other more quiet games. Jumping, toot racing and "blackman” were also favorite pastimes of the boys; and skating, coasting and snow balling were highly enjoyed in midwinter. Attending all these were innumerable little joyous pleasures of youthfulassociationsthat have passed with the age of the olden times. "The grape vine swing is ruined,” and bright-eyed boys and girls no longer, as of yore, troop the sylvan shades in nutting parties,search for wild strawberries in the meadows, or ramble beside the icy-fettered brook in early springtime, bedecked with nature’s earliest floral offerings of "Johnny jump ups,” and pendent blue bells. The cherished, halcyon scenes come back to us, but only upon the silent, mystic wings of memory. A young farm laborer called one market day at the register’s office to ; record his father’s death. The regis trar asked the date of death. "Well, father ain’t dead yet,” was the reply, "but he will be dead before morning, and I thought it would save me another journey if you would put it down now.” "Oh, that won’t do at all,” said the registrar. "Why, your father may take a turn before morning and recover.” "Ah, no, he won’t,” said the young laborer. "Doctor says he won’t, and • he knows what he’s giving father.” "Of course,” said the ponderous statesman, "in the course of my re marks I said some things which were ; not popularly understood.” "How l do you know that?” "Because,” • rejoined the ponderous statesman, dropping his voice to a whisper, "I didn’t understand ’em myself.” A HEW LINCOLN STORY. What is believed to be a new story of President Lincoln is told by ex- Vice-President, Adlai E. Stevenson, in the Woman's World. It runs as follows: Several months before Lincoln is sued the great Proclamation of Eman cipation which gave freedem to the whole race of negro slaves iu America, my friend, Senator Henderson of Missouri, came to the White House one day and found Mr. Lincoln in a mood of deepest depression. Finally the great President said to his caller and friend that the most constant and acute pressure was being brought upon him by the leaders of the radi cal element of his party to free the slaves. "Sumner and Stevens and Wilson simply haunt me,” declared Mr. Lincoln, "with their importunities tor a proclamation of emancipation. Wherever I go and whatever way I turn, they are on my trail. And still, in my heart, I have the deep convic tion that the hour has not yet come.” Just as he said this, he walked to the window looking out upon Penn sylvania Avenue and stood there in silence, his tall figure silhouetted against the light of the window pane, every line of it and of his gracious face expressive of unutterable sadness. Suddenly his lips began to twitch with a smile, and his somber eyes lighted with a twinkle something like mirth. "The only schooling I ever had, Henderson,” he remarked, "was in a log schoolhouse when reading-books and grammars were unknown. All our reading was done from the Scrip* tures, and we stood up in a long line and read in turn from the Bible. Our lesson one day was the story of the faithful Israelites who were thrown into the fiery furnace and delivered by the hand of the Lord without so much as the smell of fire upon their garments. It fell to one little fellow to read the verse in which occurred, for the first time in the chapter, the names of Shadrach, Meshacb, and Abednego. Little Bud stumbled on Shadrach, floundered on Meshach, and weni all to pieces on Abednego. Instantly the hand of the master dealt him a cuff on the side of the head and left him waiting and blubbering as the next boy in line took up the reading. But, before the girl at the end of the line had done reading, he had subsided into sniffles and finally became quiet. His blunder and disgrace were for gotten by the others of the class un til his turn was approaching to read again. Then, like a thunder clap out of a clear sky, he set up a wail which even alarmed the master, who with rather unusual gentleness inquired : “ ‘What’s the matter, now?’ "Pointing with a shaking finger at the verse which a few moments later would fall to him to read, Bud managed to quaver out the answer: "‘Look there, marster, —there comes them same dam three fellers again.’ ” Then his whole face lighted with such a smile as only Lincoln could give, and he beckoned Senator Hen derson to his side, silently pointing his long bony finger to three men who were at that moment crossing Pennsylvania Avenue toward the door of the White House. They were Sumner, Wilson and Thaddeus Stevens. ET CETERA AND SO ON. He is a poor little neglected boy, whose mamma is so busy with moth ers’ meetings and club conventions and such important matters that she really hasn’t time to attend to her children. This little boy was enter taining a casual caller while his moth er was upstairs putting the finishing touches to her toilet. Said the little boy, whose own toilet was sadly in need of attention: "What does e. t. c. mean?” "E. t. c. ?” asked the caller. "Yes,” said the little boy. "It’s a sort of a word. It’s in a book I was reading.” "Oh,” said the caller, "etc. is an abbreviation. It is Latin. It stands for et cetera.” The little boy looked puzzled. "I’m not in Latin yet,” he said. "Et cetera,” explained the caller, "means —well, it means‘and so on.’ ” The little boy was thoughtful for a moment, and then he said : "I wish my mamma could find time to et cetera the buttons on my pants!” And, taking in his disheveled ap pearance, the visitor murmured: "Amen.” — New York Times. TESTED. The proprietor of a tanyard was anxious to fix a suitable sign to his oremises. Finally a happy thought struck him. He bored a hole through the door post and stuck a calf’s tail into it, with the tufted end outside. After a while he saw a solemn-faced man standing near the door, looking at the sign. The tanner watched him a minnte, and stepped out and addressed him. "Good morning, sir!” he said. "Good morning !” said the other, without taking his eyes off the sign. "Do you want to bay leather?” asked the tanner. "No.” "Perhaps you’ve got some hides to sell?” "No.” "Are you a farmer?” "No.” "What are you, then !” "I am a philosopher. I’ve been standing here for nearly an hour, try ing to find out how that calf got through that hole.” A bow-legged man was standing near a stove when a little boy saw him and said: "Mister, come away quick, you are warping.” Men are disturbed not by things, but by the view which they take of things. All the world’s a stage, nearly all the actors thereon are high kickers. JUST THINKING. The following poem was written by Bev. J. A. Jones, pastor of First Baptist Church of East New York, November 24th last. It has since been put to music and is a hymn frequently I sung at the church and elsewhere. Mr. Jones was formerly pastor of Hereford Baptist Church, Baltimore county: 0, day of hope, my heart desires thee; My anxious soul would hail thy dawn; When crimsoned tints the sombre shadows. As setting sun behind the storm. Shall I just stand beside the oceaD, And wait the ebb and flow of tide; And wish for day and smoother weather. While someone needs a hand to guide ? The clouds they say are "lined with silver" And “every storm a calm beyond And “pain is recompensed tomorrow,” And tears and laughter always joined. Be this truth or be it falsehood, Mine is not to ask its proof; But to seek to move the substance. Then the shadow from the roof. “Seven thousand” hearts are aching Like my own, for light of morn; Bleeding feet are hurrying onward Pierced deep by many a thorn. Would’st thou light extract from shadow ? Would’st thou ope’ the darkest cloud ? And with silver fill thy dwelling Then buy laughter from the crowd ? Do not then bemoan your station; Up and lend a helping hand; Turn the sunshine on the shadows, Your’s to help the weak to stand. KENNONITES OF LANCASTER COUNTY, FA. A correspondent of the Philadelphia Record , writing from New Holland, Lancaster county, Pa., has the follow ing to say about a people who form an important part of the population of that county: Nowhere else in the United States are the Mennonites so important a factor as in Lancaster county. This year marks the two hundredth anni versary of the arrival of the pioneer colony of these "plain people” in this county, they having been the first to effect a permanent settlement in Lan caster. Today the traveler meets the quaint ly-garbed men and women of this faith in every town, village and township of this region. They mingle with the throngs on the streets of the city of Lancaster; they are seen on almost every car on the wide-spreading elec tric railway system ; their plain little meeting-houses dot the pleasing rural landscape; they cultivate the best farms of this famous agricultural coun ty, and their probity, industry and stability have contributed not a little toward making Lancaster one of the foremost counties of the State. Deeming everything that savors of display to be at variance with religion, the Mennonites will observe the bi centennial of their settlement here in the most modest manner. A meeting was recently held in Lampster, at which it was decided to commemorate the anniversary by erecting a memo rial over the grave of Rev. Hans Herr, leader of the first band of Swiss Men nonites who fled from persecution in Europe and sought a home in the New World. They took up 10,000 acres north of Pequea creek and built log houses, utilizing the black walnut timber that abounded in the region. - Some of the black walnut cabins stood until the middle of the nineteenth century. Among the first settlers, besides Hans Herr, the leader, were Hans Meylin and his son, Martin ; Martin Kendig, Jacob Miller, Hans Funk, Martin and Michael Oberholtzer and Wendell Bowman. These family names have ever since been among the most prominent in Lancaster county. Lancaster affords an illustration of the numerous divisions into which the Mennonites have separated. Though the denomination has but 60,000 mem bers in the United States, it has twelve branches, these being the outcome of numerous secessions and schisms in the past two centuries. Nearly all these are represented in Lancaster county, and nowhere are the quaint characteristics of the denomination’s earlier days so well preserved as in the rural districts of Lancaster. There are Mennonite congregations in Philadelphia and in many of the larger towns of Pennsylvania which differ little from other Protestant churches. These adhere to the Gen eral Conference of the Mennonite Church, which was formed a half century ago. With these the Old Mennonites and the Reformed, or New Mennonites of Lancaster county have little in common. The New Men nonites, it should be remembered, are called so not because of any disposi tion to adopt the novelties of the world, but because they aimed to re form the church by returning anew to the original strict regulations of the sect. All the Lancaster Mennonites dress in the plainest garb, devoid of jewelry or adornment. The men wear long hair and full beard or are clean shaven, a mustache being a mark of unhal lowed vanity. A neat little white cap is part of the women’s dress. One i branch of the sect, known as the i "Hooker Mennonites,” placed a ban ; on buttons, considering them indica tive of love of ornamentation. The members employ hooks and eyes iu place of buttons, even on the men’s clothing. For similar reasons these [ Mennonites do not wear collars either on their shirts or their coats, and neck . ties and watch-chains are also barred. 1 Many of them, however, have tele phones in their homes, and some are also buying automobiles, for only in novations that are pronounced useless are prohibited. Besides the divisions cf the sect named there are the Amish, the Old Amish, the Church of God in Christ, i the Bundes Conference, the Defence less and the Mennonite Brethren in Christ. Most of these choose their ministers and bishops from among their numbers by lot; they believe in the baptism of adults by sprinkling, avoid politics and litigation and prac ■ tice feet-washing according to the : Scriptural mode. TheAmish.in many respects, are the most primitive of all the Mennonites. They believe that > even churches and meeting-houses r tend toward undue extravagance, and ’ so their congregations generally hold services in barns or farm houses. One of the most notable instances of the Mennonite influence for good in Lancaster county is the work of l the members of that faith in reforming the Welsh Mountain inhabitants. Twenty years ago the Welsh Moun tains in northeastern Lancaster coun ty were the abode of a community of outlaws, Abe Buzzard and his broth ers being the leaders. The Mennonite doctrine of nonresistance, no doubt, encouraged the depravity of the moun taineers, who gradually became con vinced that they could rob the Men nonite farmers with impunity, as the religious scruples of the victims for bade them to shoot at the thieves or invoke the law. The Buzzards and other members of the gang served terms in prison, but on returning to the mountains resumed their former habits. Nine years ago Noah Mack, a Men nonite school teacher, decided to try to reform these mountaineers by a polity of kindness, helpfulness and a practical application of the Christian religion. He believed that what they needed most was remunerative em ployment. So he started by hiring them to pick huckleberries that grow on the mountains. The opportunity to earn an honest living was a novelty of which many of the mountaineers eagerly availed themselves. Then Mr. Mack erected a building on the mountains and opened an in dustrial mission, employing the men at carpet weaving, broom making, strawberry growing and farming, and the women at shirtmaking and similar occupations. Thus anew and health ful environment was created for the young people and wrongdoing lost its attractiveness. The Buzzards left the region ; a few of the old thieves who proved immune to good influences were kept in jail, while the other res idents became peaceful, law-abiding citizens, who took an interest in bet tering their homes and educating their children. Crimes are now rare on the Welsh Mountains, and not long ago the Dis trict Attorney of Lancaster county said that this region at present cost the county only one-seventh what it did in 1855. Though the Mennonites seduously avoid legal entanglements, their pe culiar garb was the cause of a suit in the Lancaster courts that attracted much attention. This was the result of an attempt to enforce the law of 1895, forbidding "the wearing of any religious garb or insignia in the school room.” In some parts of Lancaster county Mennonite women are employ ed as teachers, and they wear the little white cap and plain dress of their sect. Certain secret societies conceived this to be a violation of the law, and suit was instituted against the School Board of Mount Joy township because a teacher who wore the Mennonite garb was employed there. Last August, however, the court decided the law to be unconstitution al, and thus a cause of considerable discomfort to the Mennonites was re moved. Another source of vexation to these "plain people” is the attempt of fic tion writers (like Helen R. Martin) to depict them in stories as ignorant, brutal and bigoted. They are not, and they will hereafter shun the authors who seek to hold them np in false colors. DOING SIMPLE THINGS WELL. "It’s hard work,” said the boss, "to get anybody to do even the sim pliest things really well and to keep on doing them so; and I do love to meet people who do the work they have to do, no matter what it maybe, thoroughly, and who have, besides, the sense and nerve to keep at it that way steadily. "It is a positive delight to me to find a boy that makes a good job of sweeping out the store, who is not satisfied with giving it a lick and a promise—sweeping out the thick of it from the middle of the floor —but who digs into the corners and sweeps clean along the edges and makes a good, thorough, workmanlike job of it all through. "Now, that sort of jobof sweeping is a positive help to the business; it makes the store attractive. It actu ally gets into the atmosphere of the place and helps to draw people who would as surely be repelled, if not driven away, by a store slackly kept. And now suppose this boy keeps right onso,unflinchingly; suppose he shows that he’s really got the stuff in him ; why, he gets the first chance there is for a step up, for the demand for men who can do things is greater than the supply, aud then if he will only keep on doing things the way he began he’s got his future in bis own hands. "What is true of the boy sweeping the store is equally true of every other boy, in whatever work he may be do ing, absolutely ; for the whole secret of success lies in doing whatever your hands find to do well and faithfully. "This is an old, old, oft-told story, I know, but there’s a fresh crop of boys coming into the field daily, to whom, ever, it must be new; and if but one of each day’s crop would take the old story to heart, the world in general would be better off and the boy himself would profit by it greatly.” Johnny had been a very bad boy during the day, and when his father came home it was decided that he should talk to him instead of the usual whipping. So the father took Johnny on his knee and spoke to him thus: "Johnny, do you know what hap pens to good boys?” "Yes, sir ; they go to heaven.” ‘ ‘ Well, Johnny, wouldn’ t you rather be a good boy and go to heaven ?” Johnny thought a minute and then said: "No, father, I’d rather go with you.” That broke up the conversation. Farmer Stack (to neighbor who works for him, but hasn’t received any pay for three months) —"Joel, I cum over here to say suthin’ to ye, but blamed ef I hain’t fergot what ’twas.” Joel —"Mebbe you was goin’ to tell me how fat I’m gittin' on the wages I hain’t gittin’.” ESTABLISHED 1850. BOY AND CIGARETTE Dr. Hull, ot Kansas City, in dis cussing the effects of cigarettes upon boys recently, said that Prof. William McKeever, of the Kansas Agricultural College, had been making a study of the subject. His findings will make it hard for the Tobacco Trust to head off anti-cigarette legislation in the Kansas Legislature. “One of the greatest menaces to our moral and intellectual well-being today,” he said to a reporter, “is the fact that cigarette smoking is becom ing a popular fad among the boys and young men. Go where you will, the pale faces, blear eyes, trembling fin gers and foul stench of cigarette fumes tell the same pathetic story. “For the past eight years Doctor McKeever has traced out the cigarette boy’s biography, and he has found that in practically all cases the lad began the smoking habit clandestine ly, and with little thought of its seri ousness, while the fond parents per haps believed that their boy was too good to engage in such practice. “He has tabulated reports of the condition of nearly 2,500 cigarette smoking schoolboys, and in describing them physically, such epithets as ‘sal low,’ ‘sore-eyed,’ ‘puny,’ ‘squeaky voiced,’.‘sickly,’ ‘short-winded’ and ‘extremely nervous’ are used. “In the report it is shown that a group of young college students, smokers, whose average age of begin ning was thirteen, according to their own admission, had suffered from sore throat, weak eyes, pain in chest, ‘short wind, ’ stomach trouble and pain in heart. Ten of them appeared to be very sickly. The younger the boy, the worse the smoking hurts him in every way, for these lads almost in variably inhale the fumes ; that is the most injurious part of the practice. The injurious effects of smoking upon the boy’s mental activities are very marked. “Of the many hundreds of cases, several of the very youthful ones have been reduced almost to the condition of imbecility. Out of 2336 who were attending public school only six were reported ‘bright students.’ A very few, perhaps ten, were ‘average,’ and the remainder were ‘poor,’ or ‘worth less,’ as students.” LOVE THE GREATEST EDUCATOR OF YOUTH. A great many parents use the po lice method of government with their children, writes Orison Swett Marden, in Success Magazine. Force is the only method of governing they know. They have never learned to lead. They only know how to drive. In many a home the father is looked upon more as a stern policeman, a se vere judge, or a hard taskmaster, than as a fond parent. The children feel a sense of relief when he leaves home in the morning, and have a dread of his return. Instead of wait ing for his homecoming as a playfel low who will enter into their sports, romp and play with them, sympathize with them in their little troubles and ambitions, take an interest in their toys and everything that interests them, they shrink from him. They fear him. His presence throws a gloomy shadow upon them. When they see him coming they hush their laughter and stop their romping play and merry games. Children who are continually repre sented in this unnatural way are usu ally timid and full of fear. They lose the sweet, open confidence and trustfulness which constitute the greatest charm of childhood. They become hard, cold, secretive and sus picious. The joy and gladness and spontaneity which are as natural to the young as beauty and perfume to the flowers are crushed out of them by harsh, repressive measures. They become like fruit grown in the shade —pungent, bitter, unlovely in every way. hove is the great educator, the great unfolder of youth. As the sun is the only thing that will bring out the sweet juices and develop the lus cious flavor, the exquisite beauty and tint of fruits and flowers, so love is the only thing that will develop the sweetness and beauty of the child. It is the only power that will call out the true, the natural, the responsive, the spontaneous, the beautiful side of its nature. It is only the hard, coarse and unlovely qualities that are devel oped by force and repression. A BRIGHT FACE. Why do you wear a harrassed and troubled look ? Are you really in trouble, or are you allowing the little worries of life to grind furrows in your face ? Take a glance at yourself in the mirror, and reform—that is, reshape your face into the lines of comfort and good cheer, which it ought to wear. Take an honest in ventory of your troubles, and decide whether or not they are really worth advertising in your countenance. It may seem a little thing to you wheth er or not you wear a smiling face, but it is not a little thing. A serene look advises the tired and troubled men and women whom you meet that there is piece and joy in at least one heart. And there may be among them some one who has begun to doubt whether peace or joy exists at all. “A merry heart doth good like a medicine.” A Baptist and a Methodist minis ter were dining at the same house. As they took their seats there was an embarrassed pause, the hostess not knowing how to ask one minister to say grace without offending the other. The small son quickly grasped the situation and half rising from his chair, moved his finger rapidly around the table, reciting “Ene, mene, miny mo; catch a nigger by the toe.” He ended by pointing at the Baptist minister, saying, “You’re it.” “Do you believe in the literal idea of future punishment?” “Not for myself,” answered Mr. Sirius Barker. “But I favor it for a lot of people I know.”