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THE N0KEHWB8T.
Summary of the Important Events
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of the Week in the Northwestern
States.
Wisconsin, Iowa, North
and South Dakota News in a
Nutshell
MINNESOTA.
At a special election at Lane^boro $5,000
was voted to ereet anew school house.
Willie Scambler, aged fourteen, was
drowned in Pelican lake at Fergus Falls by
a boat up-setting.
Gil. S. Hanson, the well known lumber
man, formerly of Minneapolis died from
injuries received in Montana by falling off
a railroad platform.
Dr. E. D. Steele and Miss Nellie Andrews,
both of Mankato, were married at St. Peter
recently. Dr. Steele is one of the leading
physicians of Southern Minnesota.
Rev. Leo R. Thomas of Chicago has ac
cepted a call to the pastorate of the Baptist
church at Red Wing. He will enter upon
his duties at once.
The Red Wing council received seventeen
applications for liquor licenses for the year
commencing June 1. This year Red Wing
has nineteen saloons.
The lightning struck the roller skating
rink at Lake City an4 badly shattered one
end. The house of Abel Chiniberg was al
so damaged.
The proposition to bond Carlton county
for $25,000 to build roads and bridges, car
ried by a large majority at the special elec
tion.
At a regular meeting of the Jordan, coun
cil it was decided to build a fine iron bridge"
across Sand creek, between Jordan and the
western addition to the city.
The case of Ingrel Hanson vs. O. R.
Mather, the Mankato contractor, for per
sonal damages was thrown out of court at
Fergus Falls after plaintiff's testimony was
heard.
The "Drummer Boy of Gettysburg" com
pany came to grief at Hastings. Its bag
age was attached to satisfy a small claim at
the Bailey house. Mr. and Mrs. McClintock
left for St. Cloud.
Fred Busch has traded Opera hall, Hast
ings, to Patrick Griffin for 330 acres of land
in Stevens county. The latter will take
immediate possession and give his personal
attention to the show business.
At Albert Lea, while eating, an old lady
named Munson got some of the food in her
throat in such a manner that she nearly
choked to death, and is not yet out of
danger.
A young man and his sister named Kum
ro were arrested in Morton charged with
making and passing counterfeit United
States nickels. They were held awaiting
arrival of the United States Marshall.
The district court commenced at Man
kato. The court charged the grand jury.
A very lengthy calendar of cases is on for
trial. Several important criminal cases
will be tried and a number of prominent
civil cases.
Plans for a Lyon county court house
were adopted by the county commission
ers. Architect Thayer of Mankato fur
nished them. The building is to cost $25,
000, and the contract will be lot soon for
its crection.
Glanders has appeared among the horses
in the vicinity of Alexandria, and several
have died from the disease. The local
boards have taken steps to root out the
scourge. They will And it a hard task, as
probably as many as a hundred horses have
been infected throughout the country.
During a thunder storm at Winnebago
City lightning struck the chimney of the
high school bull ding, the charge passing
down through the building, tearing off
brick and plastering and the blackboards
in its descent, but doing no further da m
age.
The Crescent Creamery company, pro
prietor of the Northfield creamery, has
reduced the price it pays for milk from 75
to GO cents per huudred. This has caused
considerable indignation among thtf dairy
men who are patrons of the creamery, and
a meeting was held to discuss thfe matter.
Rev. Jennings has secured for the assemb
ly at Waseca this year Prof. R. S. Weston,
gymnasium director of the St. Paul Y. M.
C. A., who will for two weeks run a com
plete athletic and physioal culture depart
ment, teaching both land and water
athletics. This will be a great attraction
for the assembly.
The Lincoln county teachers' annual in
stitute closed after a two week's session.
The institute was conducted by Prof. Mc
Cleary, of the Mankato normal school,
assisted by Miss Holt. The enroll
ment was large and the work beneficial.
The special features of the week were a
lecture by Prof. McCleary and a Long
fellows entertainment by the institute as
sisted by local talent.
William Durmet, a German farmer in
the town of Orange, committed suicide by
taking rat poison. He had threatened so
many times to take his life that people
long ago ceased to pay attention to him. It
is the opinion of neighbors that the present
successful attempt is due to accident that
he intended to take only enough of the
poison to scare his family and prove him
self in earnest, but took an overdose.
NORTH DAKOTA,
Joseph Bayn, a laborer employed on the
steam shovel at the Northern Pacific track
West of the river, at Bismarck, was buried by
a landslide. When dug out by his compan
ions he was dead.
Rev. George E. Gerowe, superintendent
of the Fort Stephenson agency, was eleared
by United States Commissioner Allen of the
charges of embezzlement and misappropria
tion of funds.
The reported extension that was to begin
of the Minneapolis, St. Paul & Sault Ste.
Marie railway, from Monango to Bis
marck, failed to materialize, with no pros
pects of an immediate forward movement
Richard II. Court, one of the Cass coun
ty's most respected and influential citizens,
died of heart trouble. He leaves many
friends to mourn his loss. The remains
will be taken East for interment.
Hugh Kelly, aged 11 years, son of Will
iam Kelly, car repairer on the Northern
Pacific railway at East Grand Forks, fell
from a barge on which he was playing and
was drowned. The river was dragged, and
the body recovered three hours later.
In the United States court at Fargo, the
case of Glaspell vs. the Northern Pacafic
Railway is on trial. It involves some $16,
000, and has been in the state courts for
several years. The plaintiff alleges the
quality of land was misrepresented when
the purchase was made. Its hearing will
take several days.
Bishop Shanley has decided to remove
his official residence from Jamestown to
Fargo, in order to be nearer the center of
Catholic population of this state. James
town will remain thesee city of the diocese.
As an inducement, Fargo people raises $12,
000to pay old debts and start building a
new church.
The trial of A. A. Paine, who has be
come quite famous throughut his soliciting
expeditions in the Twin Cities, Chicago
and the East on the charge of embzzle
.(Mat .in contraction therewith, is becoming
'Wtte It has been on in justice's
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oourt at Ashley several days, and promlsei
to last several days more. Feeling rant
high on both sides, and Palne's attorney
was fined for contempt of court.
SOUTH DAKOTA.
Col. Richard Hinton will arrive at Huron
about the 1st of June and assume chargc of
thp irrigation survey now in progress.
During a thunder storm at Howard,
lightning struck a barri containing horse*
and cattle belonging to Moses Frost, a far
mer living near town. The barn was de
stroyed, but all the stock was rescued.
The United States grand jury at Pierre,
returned indictments against Trembling
Voice, an Indian, for attempting to kill
another Indian, and J. A. Hansman, for
selling lemon extract to Indians. Both
cases were continued until November.
The May term of the United States dis
trict court convened in Pierre. The grand
jury was sworn in and put to work, a num
ber of indictments will be returned against
parties for selling liquor without a license
and to Indians.
Few Tails' alleged murderers were ar
raigned at Sturgis, pleading not guilty.
The court will fix the time when to pro
ceed with the trial, but it is very probable
that a special term will be held for these
cases.
Judge Campbell at Aberdeen has granted
plaintiff a. divorce in the case of Alice Bar
ton vs. Hart Barton on the grounds ol
cruelty. The plaintiff is allowed the cus
tody of a minor child and alimony. The
Barton family lived at Bowdle, but Mrs.
Barton has been living with her parents at
Faribault some time. The defendant was
sergeant-at-arms of the lower house of the
last legislature.
H. A. Leatlierman, a late comer to Fort
Pierre, a young lawyer of promise who re
cently moved there from Highmore, in
company with Judge Pettigrew, brother ol
Senator Pettigrew, and two others of Fort
Pierre were in a sail boat which became
entangled in the wires of the pontoon
bridge and upset, throwing out the occu
pants oHhe boat. Mr. Leatlierman went
under the pontoon bridge, but could not
be rescued. The others escaped.
The Grand Lodge of Odd Fellows elected
the following officers at Yankton. II. A.
Piper, Lead City, grand master C.J. Bach,
Hurley, grand warden J. W. Goodlier
Pierre, secretary G. W. Snow, Springfield,
treasurer O. S. Bosford, ltedfield, grand
representative. Madison was chosen as the
place for holding the next meeting of the
Grand Lodge. Odd Fellows visited the
cement mills and the State insane asylum.
Cole. S. Nettleton, chief engineer of ir
rigation inquiry of the department of agri
culture has arrived in Aberdeen in com
pany with B. S. Lagrange of Grcely, Colo.,
and W. W. Fallet of Denver. The gentlo
men are practical engineers and irrigators,
and have commenced to operate the arte
sian well on the experimental station ol
the Beard farm east of the city. The gov
ernment pays their salaries and the people
here furnish the land, seed, etc. They were
greatly pleased with the situation and
have no doubts of the success of irrigatiop
in the two Dakotas.
WISCONSIN
Mrs. Mary J. Scott, of Waterville,
dead. Deceased was 78 years of age anc
died of heart disease.
Mrs. James Hilyard. daughter-in-law ol
the late J. K. Hilyard of St. Paul, died at
Hudson after along illness.
Ellis Evans, the young St. Louis patient
at the Oliver Wendell Holmes hospital
who wandered off, was picked up at Eau
Claire by the chief of police.
A I'olander Kawotski by name of Shaw
ano while under the influence of liquor,
took a teaspoonful of Paris green. Medi
cal aid was called in and lie will recover.
No cause is known for the act other than he
had been drinking.
The second trial of Capt. Landgraf of the
steamerNayada, at Milwaukee on a charge
of murder, resulted in his acquittal. He
shot Charles Wilbur, a sailor, and the jury
decided that the shooting was justifiable,
the captain's liie being in danger when h«
fired.
The injunction restraining the sale
certain lands at Shell Lake belonging to
Stillwater lumbermen, for taxes, has been
dissolved, and the lands are now being
sold. The plaintiffs will now test the legal
ity of the sale. About two thousand de
scriptions are involved.
Assistant Superintendent D. Cunning
ham, of the Burlington road, and Miss
Belle Smith, daughter of D. R. Smith, pro
prietor of the Cameron house, were mar
ried at La Crosse. They leit at once for St.
Paul, and will take a trip to the Pacific
coast.
A warrant was issued at Eau Claire for
Dr. E. G. Cole of Fairchild, who is charged
with Jailure to report to the health author
ities a case of contagious disease which
was in his charge, thus being alleged to
be in violation of the law requiring physi
cians to give such notice. The offense is
punishable by a fine.
A west bound freight train on the St.
Paul road was wrecked at the switch lead
ing to the Faulk, JungA Borchert brewery,
Milwaukee. Workmen opened the switch
to accommodate a handcar, but neglected
to closo it. The engine and several cars
were ditched. Engineer McDonold and
Fireman John MacTien were dangerously
injured. A fireman was slightly hurt.
Jennie Bradshaw, a pretty little girl, not
yet fifteen, of a highly respectable family
of Eau Claire, mysteriously disappeared
a few weeks ago. At the same time the po
lice noted the absence of May Templeton,
a notorious woman. It was believed Jen
nie had been kidnapped, and she was found
in Minneapolis in company with the Tem
pleton woman. Both were arrested, and
the Eau Claire sheriff has gone thither.
Dominick McGinnis, alias George W.
Crawford, has been working various swind
ling schemes in St. Paul and Minneapolis
and later in Chippewa Falls and Eau
Claire. He was arrested in Eau Claire
while doing the Sixth ward, and was de
livered over to Chippewa Falls officers who
took him to that city. While here he pre
tended to be deaf and dumb and elicited
sympathy and money.
IOWA.
A 6-year-old son of Henry Sorreuson
died very suddenly at Spencer. The little
fellow took some poison that was prepared
to kill gophers.
The trotting and running races to be
held here July 2d, 3d and 4th, promise
to be the coming event of northwestern
Iowa $3,000 has been raised by the citizens
for purses.
The fifty-second annual meeting of the
general association of Iowa Congregational
churches was held at Sioux City. Four
hundred delegates present. Rev. Dr. Rob
bins, of, Muscatine, preached the annual
sermon.
The Sioux City oil mill is burned. Loss,
$45,000 fully insured. The elevator, with
25,000 bushels of flax seed, was saved. The
mill was one of the largest in the country
and owned by the National Linseed Com
pany of Chicago. It will be rebuilt.
A fellow giving the name of J.R.
Barrett, Janeaville, Wis., was arrested
at Dubuque, for passing fraudulent
checks on dealers. They were made
payable to G. B. Grovesner, a promi
nent merchant, and signed Stacy, Brown &
Co., a fictitious signature. He passed a
number of them, all drawn for $7.50, on
clerks left in charge of the store at supper
time. He would buy a cigar or something
and receive the change. He.was finally run
down in a saloon.
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H0]| T0 CATCH FI8H
The Fish in This Case Are the Souls of
Sinners That Need to Be
Saved.
Dr. Talmage Says That Hook and
Line as Well as a Net Should
Be Used.
BROOKLYN, N. Y., special—Dr. Tal
mage's text was Matt, iv., 21:
"James the son of Zebedee, and John
his brother, in a ship with Zebedee
their father, mending their nets."
"I go a-fishing," cried Simon Peter
to his comrades, and the most of the
apostles had hands hard from fiishing
tackle. The fisheries of the world
have always attracted attention. In
the third century the queen of Egypt
had for pin money $470,000 received
from the fisheries of Lake Moore.
And if the time should ever come
when the immensity of the world's
population could not be fed by the
vegetables and meats of the land, the
sea has an amount of animal life that
would feed all the population of the
the earth and fatten them with a food
that by its phosphorus would make
a generation brainy and intellectual
beyond anything that the world has
ever imagined. My text takes us
among the Galilean fishermen. One
day Walter Scott, while hunting in an
old drawer found among some old
fishing tackle, the manuscript of his
immortal book, "Wavejly," which he
had put away there as of no worth,
and who knows but that to-day we
may find some known wealth of
thought while looking at the fishing
tackle in the text.
It is not a good day for fishing, and
three meil^ire in the boat repairing
the broken fishing nets. If you
are fishing with a hook and line
and the fish will not bite, it is
a good time to put the angler's ap-
Eaps
aratus into better condition. Per
the last fish you hauled
in was so large that something
snapped. Or if you were fishing with
a net, there was a mighty floundering
of the scales or an exposed nail on the
side of the boat whicn broke some of
the threads and let part or all of
THE CAPTIVES OF THE DEEP
escape into their natural element.
And nardly anything is more provok
ing than to nearly land a score or a
hundred of trophies from the deep,
and when you are in the full glee of
hauling in the spotted treasures,
through some imperfection of the net
they splash bock into the wave. That
is too much of a trial of patience for
most fishermen to endure, and many
a man ordinarily correct of speech in
such circumstances comes to an in
tensity of utterance unjustifiable.
Therefore no good fisherman considers
the time wasted that is spent in mend
ing his net. Now the Bible again and
again represents Christian workers as
fishers of men, and we are all sweep
ing through the sea of humanity some
kind of a net. Indeed, there have been
enough nets out and enough fishermen
busy to have landed the whole human
race in the kingdom of God long before
this. What is the matter? The Gospel is
all right, and it has been a good time for
catching souls for thousands of years.
Why, then, the failures? The trouble
is with the nets and most of them
need to be mended. I propose to show
you what is the matter with the most
of the nets and how to mend them.
In the text old Zebedee and his two
boys James and John were doing a
good thing when they sat in the boat
mending their nets.
The trouble with ^many of our nets
is that the meshes are too large. If a
fish can get his gills and half his body
through the network, he tears ana
rends and works his way out and
leaves the place through which he
squirmed a tangle of broken threads.
Tne Bible weaves faith and works
tight together, the law and the Gospel,
righteousness and forgiveness. Some
of our nets have meshes so wide that
the sinner floats in and out and is not
at any moment caught for the heavenly
landing. In our desire to make every
thing so easy we relax, we loosen, we
widen. We let men after they are
ONCE IN THE GOSPEL NET
escape into the world and go into in
dulgences and swim all around Galilee
from north side to south side and from
east side to west side, expecting that
they will come back again. We ought
to make it easy for them to get into
the kingdom of God and, as far as we
can, make it impossible for them to
get out. The poor advice nowadays
to many is: "Go and do just as you
did before you were captured for God
and heaven. The net was not intend
ed to be any restraint or any hind
rance. What you did before you were
a Christian, do now. Go to all styles
of amusement, read all the styles of
books, engage in all the styles of
behavior as before you were convert
ed." And so through these meshes of
permission and laxity they wriggle
out, through this opening and that
opening, tearing the net as they go,
and soon all tne souls that we ex
pected to land in heaven, before we
know it are back in the deep sea of the
world. Oh, when we go a-gospel-fish
ing let us make it as easy as possible
for souls to get in and as hard as pos
sible to get out.
Is the Bible language an unmeaning
verbage when it talks about self
denial and keeping the body under
and above walking the narrow way
and entering the straight gate and
about carrying the cross? Is there to
be no way of telling whether a man is
a Christian except by his taking the
communion chalice on sacramental
day? May a man be as reckless
about his thoughts, about his words,
about his temper, about his amuse
ments, about his dealings after con
version as before conversion? One
half the Gospel nets with which we
have been scooping the sea have had
such wide meshes that they have
been all torn to pieces by the
BUSHING OCT INTO THE WOBLD
of thoBe whom a tighter net would
have kept in. The only use of a net is
to keep the fish from going back to
where they were before and taking
them where they could not have been
taken by any other means. Alas,
that the words of Christ are so little
heeded when he said: "Whosoever
doth not bear his cross and come
after me cannot be my disciple." The
church isfMtbecomingM.badastbe
worid, and when it gets as bad as the
world it will be worse than the world
by so much as it wilt add'hypocrisy
of a most appalling kind to its other
defects.
Furthermore, many of our nets are
torn to pieces bjr being entangled with
other nets. It_ is a sad sight to see
fishermen fighting about sea room and
pulling in opposite directions, each to
get his net, both nets damaged by the
strumle and losing all the fish. In a
city like this of more than eight hun
dred thousand not in Sabbath schools
or churches. And in this land where
there are more than sixty-four million
people, there are at least thirty mil
lion not in the Sabbath schools and
churches. And in this world of more
than fourteen hundred million, there
are at least eight hundred million not
in schools and churches. In such an
Atlantic ocean of opportunity, there
is room for all the nets and all the
boats and all the fishermen and for
millions more. There should be no
rivalry between churches. Each one
does a work peculiar to itself. There
should be no rivalry between minis
ters. God never repeats Himself,
and He never makes two ministers
alike, and each one has a work which
no other man in the universe can ac
complish. If fishermen are wise, they
wilj not allow their nets to entangle
or if they do accidentally get inter
twisted, the work of extrication should
be kindly and gently conducted. What
a glad spectacle for men and angels
when on our recent dedication day
ministers of all denominations stood
on this platform and wished for each
other.
WIDEST PROSPERITY AND USEFULNESS.
But there are cities in this country
where there is now going on an awful
ripping and rending and tearing of
fishing nets. Indeed, all over Christen
dom at this time there is a great war
going on between fishermen, ministers,
against ministers.
Now I have noticed a man cannot
fish and fight at the same time. He
either neglects his net or his musket.
It is amazing how much time some of
the fishermen have to look after other
fishermen. Is is more than I can do
to take care of my own net. You see
the wind is just right and it is such a
good time for fishing and the fish are
coming in so rapidly that I have to
keep my eye and hand busy. There
are about 200,000,000 souls wanting
to get into the kingdom of God and it
will require all nets and all the boats
and all the fishermen of Christendom
to safely land them. At East Hamp
ton, Long Island, where I summer,
out. on the bluffs some morning we see
the flags up and that is the signal for
launching out into the deep. For a
while the water is tinged with that
peculiar color that indicates whole
schools of piscatorial revelry and the
beach swarms with men with their
coats oft and their seacap on and
those of us who do not go out on the
wave stand on the beach ready to
rejoice when the boats come back and
in our excitement we rush into the
water with our shoes on to help get
the boats up the beach and we all lay
hold the lines and pull till we are red
in the face and as the living things of
the deepcometumblingin on the sand,
I cry out, "Captain, how many?"
And he answers, "About fifty thous
and." And we shout to the late
comers, "Hurrah, fifty thousand!"
We must have an enthusiasm some
thing like that if we are ever to take
the
HUMAN RACE FOR GOD AND HEAVEN.
When you are mending your net for
this wide, deep sea of humanity, take
out that wire thread of criticism and
that-liorse-hair thread of harshness
and put in a soft silken thread of
Christian sympathy. Yea, when you
are mending your nets tear out those
old threads of gruffness and weave in
a few threads of politeness and genial
ity. In the house of God let all the
Christian faces beam
WITH?A LOOK THAT MEANS WELCOME.
Say "good morning" to the stranger
as he enters your pew and at the
close shake hands with him and say
"How do you like the music?" Why,
you would be to that man a panel of
the door of heaven you would be to
him a note of thedoxology that ser
aphs sing when a new soul enters.
That man is a thousand miles from
home and he has just heard by tele
graph that his child is sick with scar
let fever and his boy at college has got
into disgrace and he has had business
troubles and is homesick he can hard
ly keep from crying. Just one word
of brotherly kindness from you would
lift him into a small-heaven, I have in
other days entered a pew in church
and the woman at the other end of
the pew looked at me as much as to
say: "How dare you? This is my
rcrouched
aw and I pay the rent for it!" Well,
in the other corner and
made myself as small as possible and
felt as though I had been stealing
something. So there are people who
have a sharp edge to their religion and
they act as though they thought
most people had been elected to be
dammed and they were glad of it. Oh,
let us brighten up our manner and ap
pear in utmost gentlemanlinesss or
ladyhood.
Again, in mending our nets we need
also to pufe in the threads of faith and
tear out all the tangled meshes of un
belief. Our work is successful accord
ing to our faith. The man who believes
in only half a Bible, or the Bible in
spots, the man who thinks he cannot
Soubting
ersuade others, the man who halts,
about this and doubting
about that, will be a failure in Chris
tain work. Show me the man who
rather thinks that the Garden of Eden
may have been in allegory, and is not
quite certain but that there may be
another chance after death, and does
not know whether or not the Bible is
inspired, and I tell you that man for
soul-saving is a poor stick.
FAITH IN GOD AND IN JESUS CHRIST,
and the Holy Ghost, and the absolute
necessity of a regenerated heart, in
order to see God in peace, is one thread
you must have in your mended net,
or you will never be a successful fisher
for men. Why, how con you doubt?
The hundreds of millions of men and
women now standing in the church
on earth, and the hundreds of millions
in heaven, attest the power of this
gospel to save. With more than the
certainty of a mathematical demon
stration, let us start out to redeem
all nations. The rottenest thread
that you are to tear out of your net
is unbelief, and the most important
thread that you are to put in is faith.
Faith in God, triumphant faith, ever
lasting faith. If you cannot trust the
infinite, the holy, the ominipotent
Jehovah, who can you trust?
A lesson learned,
do
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"Well, Jimmiboy,
do you want papa to teHyouastory?"
"Nope. Papa'll get thpanked like
Jimmiboy if he til thtories."
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FOR 1HE UTT£E FOLKS.
INTBRBSTINQ RBADINQ FOR THE
YOUNG PEOPLE.
Polly's Pet Exouse~The Boy Who
Got the Place--Teddy--The
Popular Boy.
Polly's Pet Exouee.
Of course she did not mean to. It
is only very naughty girls who mean
to do naughty things. It really was
too bad that Polly should get into so
much trouble when she did not mean
to. She was getting to be a big girl
now she was quite three years old,
could put on her own shoes and
stockings, and put away her own
playthings when she remembered to
do it, but I am sorry to say that was
not very often.
Aunt Nelly had come to visit
Polly's mamma and papa, and being
a teacher in a kindergarten, she had
some decided views about little chil
dren, and she thought that quite as
much trouble was caused by little
girls when they did not mean to as
when they did, and that Polly must
learn to think.
"If you are good, Polly, and keep
out of trouble today, I will take
you walking this afternoon when I
come back." Aunt Nelly was going
out to lunch. A walk with Aunt
Nelly was a most delightful experience,
and Polly resolved to be very
good— to remember to bo good.
She started off bravely. Mamma
had a call, and nurse put on a clean
dress, for Polly was going into the
parlor. Polly went in shook hands
prettily with the lady, and then sat
down in a rocker near her mamma.
She rocked back and forth, told the
whole story of Jack Horner, whose
thumb went on investigating tours on
the insides of pies recited, with a lit
tle help, the entertaining story of
Jack and Jill, and then was given a
picture-book to amuse herself, of which
she soon grew tired. There was the
familiar sound of eggs being beaten,
and a spicy odor that grew so attract
ive that Polly slipped down stairs.
There, in the middle of the floor, was
the molasses jug. Polly gave a little
hushed scream, and in a moment a
little fat finger was in the jug, in a
few minutes a little girl with a white
dress dripping with molasses, sticky
hands ana face, sat looking into Aunt
Nelly's face. Polly's cry of "I did not
mean to" did not change the expres
sion of Aunt Nelly's face. Polly lost
her walk with Aunt Nelly.
The next week there was to be an
afternoon party, and Polly was to go.
She was dressed and carried down to
the parlor, and promised to look at
the pictures in the new book Aunt Nel
ly gave her. "Do not get down, Pol
ly, or touch anything,"
"No, Aunt Nelly!"
"Polly did not mean to get down,
but she saw her mamma's pen and ink
on the table, and thought it would be
a good time to write her name. Pol
ly slipped down from the sofa, and
when Aunt Nelly opened the door with
the white fur coat and hood on her
arm, a little girl dripping with ink
wailed out, "I did not mean to!"
The black ink would not wash out
of her hair, or from her face, and Pol
ly was mortified for a week, for every
time she came in sight even her own
dear gentle mamma smiled but Aunt
Nelly laughed out loud. For a week
nobody heard Polly say, "I did not
mean to."—Christian Union.
The Boy Who Cot the Place.
A lawyer advertised for a clerk.
The next morning his office was crow
ded with applicants—all bright, and
many suitable. He bade them wait
until all should arrive, and then rang
ed them in a row and said he would
tell them a story, note their com
ments, and judge from that whom he
would choose.
"A certain farmer," began the law
yer, "was troubled with a red squir
rel that got in through a hole in the
barn and stole his seed corn. He re
solved to kill the squirrel at the first
opportunity. Seeing him go in at the
hole at noon, he took his shot-gun
and fired away the first shot set the
barn on fire."
"Did the barn burn?" said one of
the boys.
The lawyer, without answer, con
tinued: "And seeing the barn on lire
the farmer seized a pail of water and
ran to put it out."
•'Did he put it out?" said another.
"As he passed inside the door shut
to and the barn was soon in flames.
When the hired girl rushed out with
more water—"
"Did they all burn up?" said an
other boy.
The lawyer went on without an
swer: "Then the old lady came out,
and all was noise and confusion, and
everybody was trying to put out the
fire."
"Did anyone burn up?" said an
other.
The lawyer said: "There, that will
do you have all shown great interest
in the story." But- observing one
little bright-eyed fellow in deep silence,
he said: "Now, my little man, what
have you to say?"
The little fellow blushed and stam
mered out:
"I want to know what became of
that squirrel that's what I want to
know."
"You'll do," said the lawyer "you
are my man you have not been
switched off by a confusion, and a
barn burning, and the hired girls and
water pails. You have kept your eye
on the squirrel."—Fact in Court.
Teddy.
Teddy wasn't a boy he was a dear
little stripped squirrel. Some people
call them chipmunks, and I suppose
that is their real name.
Our cat brought him in one morning
as a breakfast for her three baby kit
tens, but Ray found him too soon for
him to get used in that way.
He wasn't hurt much and in a few
days was as brisk and cunning as
ever.
We made an old bird-cage into quite
a nice house for him, with a chamber
above and a dining-room below.
We put some batting into the little
dining-room, but hecarried it all up
stairs, and made just the cutest little
nwt for himself.
He was such a little miser, thatlw
would carry all the nuts that he did
not want to eat up to his chamber,
and carefully hide them in his bed!
$e grew quite tame, and we would
sometimes let him out into the room
for a frolic but wedid not leave him
out alone, for he would take every
thing that he could carry into his lit
tle chamber.
When cold weather came, he began
to lose his pretty, frisky ways, and
would lie curled up in his warm bed,
until he gave up going down to his
dining-room altogether.
He would eat from his hoard of nuts,
but was dumpish and blind until the
warm, spring sunshine came to melt
away the great snowdrifts. Then,
when he knew the cold winter was
indeed gone, he waked up from his
long sleep, and was a cunning pet once
more.
But, alas! affection had no place in
his little heart, in spite ot all our
efforts to win it, for he pushed the
door open one night, when we left the
cage out on the veranda roof, and we
never saw him again.—Youth's Com
panion.
The Popular Boy(
What makes a boy popular? Man
liness, says Hezekiah Butterworth in
The Ladies' Home Journal. During
the war, how schools and colleges fol
lowed popular boys! These young
leaders were the many boys whose
hearts could be trusted. The boy who
respects his mother has leadership in
him. The boy who is careful of his
sister is a knight. The boy who will
never violate his word, and who will
pledge his honor to his own heart and
change not, will have the confidence
of his fellows. The boy who defends
the weak will one day become a hero
among the strong. The boy who will
never hurt the feelings of any one will
one day find himself in the atmosphere
of universal sympathy.
"I know not,' once said the great
Governor Andrew, "what record of sin
may await me in another world but
this I do know: I never yet despised a
man because he was poor, because he
was ignorant, or because he was
black."
Shall I tell you how to become a
popular boy? I will. Be too manly
and generous and unselfish to seek to
be popular, be the soul of honor, and
love others better than yourself, and
people will give you their hearts and
delight to make you happy. That is
what makes a boy popnlar.
The Months.
The old poem of the days of the
month, entitled "Thirty Days Hath
September," has been changed in the
New York public schools so that the
charm and beauty of its defects have
vanished, and it is now correct and
commonplace. As it stood for a cen
tury or more it ran:
Thirty days hath September,
April, June and November,
February has twenty-eight alone,
AH the rest have thirtv one
Excepting leap year, that's the time
When February has twenty-nine.
The version peculiar to New Eng
land would have done so far as cor
rect rhyming goes. That version end
ed witn these lines:
Except the second month alone
Which has but twenty-eight, in fine,
Till leap year gives it twenty-nine.
But the form in which it is taught in
the public schools is neither more cor
rect nor as simple. This is the part
that has been subjected to modern
improvement:
All the rest have thirty-one,
Excepting February alone,
Which has four and twenty-four,
And every fourth year one day mora
A GOOD GUESS.
S$y grandma asked my ma today,
While my papa was out,
And while my brothers were at play.
"What does he think about?"
And mamma said she didn't know,
She thought perhaps that I
Was wondering about the snow,
Or thinking up a cry.
But papa soon came home to rest-
He's smart, and full of wit—
And hit it rightly when he guessed
I didn't think a bit.
-J. K. B.
Cute Sayings of Young America.
She knew. A little girl I know is
much given to asking questions.
Every one she sees is vigorously plied
with her little interrogation points.
His choice. "Come here, Tommy,"
said Tommy's mamma. "Tell me
whom you love best, papa, mamma,
brother, orgrandma?"
"Custard, said Tommy.
Economy as taught in the nursery.
Uncle George—"Susie, your face is
flushed come let me see if your pulse
is high?"
Susie—"I guess it isn't—'cause mam
ma don't buy 'spensive things for us."
Along neck and a short leg. Charlie
"I've forgotten whether it's the neck
or the leg that you are fond of."
"What is it—a goose?"
"Yes."
"Then give me the neck, please."
A matter of taste. Marjorie is very
fond of raisins, and at the tea table
one night was picking them out of her
cake and eating them, leaving the
crumbled cake.
Her sister, thinking she would try
the force of a good example, said. I
like my plums in my cake."
"I don't," replied Marjorie. I likes
'em best in my mouf."
One day her mother exclaimed in
despair, "Oh, child you musn't ask so
many questions. You will tire every
body all out."
"Oh no, mamma," with the ingentr
ousnesss of childhood "folks like it.
There was a man out there just now
wanted to know if I hadn't some more
questions to ask."
The young idea shoots wide. "Why,
Johnny, your sums are all wrong,
Don't you know that if you subtract
something from something,'something
less than the something something is
subtracted from will remain?',
"How about subtracting one apple
from one plate? It leaves jtut as
muoh plate
The Tale of Young Ni
Easily Told Than I
There was an acquiritlotl'
delect circle at the corner gcocwjti
was a tall, cadaverous looking lb«|
dividual, with shy, drooping
goblin blue eyes, and a pale,
nose. The crowd immediately
him up as a man with a history, an4'-l'l|
he was asked to contribute •omtfehiaip
for the edification of those
His eyes wandered, with
expression, over the faces df theu.
grouped around him, and then he 'll,
he would relate an incident that 4
curred while he was at sea, about
teen years ago.
"I was born," he began, "at Porta*!
mouth, of rich, but honest parents.
My father owned a line of steamships,
and, as I was passionately fond of
the water, he said he would put me in ',
command of a Bteamer as soon as I
was old enough, if Iwouldstart at the
bottom and learn all there was to be
learned about navigation. I gladly
accepted his proposition, and at the
age of fifteen was installed on one of
the boats as cabin boy. From that
position I was promoted, as soon as
capable, to the different posts until
at last I reached that of captain.
'Then my father, to my great joy,
ing at him with horrified countenan
ces.
"And what did you do?" one of the
men asked in awestruck tones.
"Oh," answered the stranger, "I
swam ashore,"
And accompanied by his breath, he
went into theBtill, chilly night. The
crowd in the store was mute for fully
ten minutes. Then one of them soft
ly whistled. "And you wink the
other eye.' '—Chicago Figaro.
reply*
Ting
V)
./vV
gave me command of the Sea Hawk, fp
one ot the trimmest vessels in hie. tW
service. It was a proud day for me
when I started on my first trip across
the Atlantic. I had made several
successful trips, and as
the season was
about to close it was decided that my'V-s
next one was to be my last. It was,
but hardly in the sense my father
meant it. On this passage we had a
very small number of passengers,1as
the weather was 'quite disagreeable.
We got off all right, and had been out
about four days when the barometer
indicated that we_ were to have some
ugly weather, and it was not mistaken.
"I have seen storms in my life, but
never, I think, one equal to that
which, about midnight broke upon us
with all the unbridled fury of the
elements. The waves reached a height
that would seem incredible to one who
had never been in a storm at sea, and
our vessel was tossed about as though
it had been a -chip. Suddenly thero
was a vivid flash of lightning then,
above the terrible tumult of the roar
ing waves, above the shrieks of the
passengers, came the most soul ter
rifying clap of thunder it has ever
been my misfortune to hear. Imme
diately following a great crackling of
timbers was heard amidships, and a
yawning chasm appeared in the center
of the boat. We nad been struck by
lightning.
"In another instant the ship, with
a fearful plunge, settled rapidly and
sank from view, carrying every mor
tal onboard with her, I had been
standing near the rail, and when I
saw we were about to sink I leaped
upon the bulwarks and sprang into
the water as far from the vessel as
possible to avoid being drawn down
with her. I was fortunately
successful. How the night passed I
know not. When the morning dawn
ed there was not a vestige of either
wreck or human beings. I was alone
upon the broad bosom of the Atlan
tic, with not so much as a straw to
cling to and a thousand miles from
land."
Here the narrator paused and gazed J?
contemplatively into the stove. Win
audience sat with bated breath, star-
5
An Anecdote of Daniel Webster.
Daniel 'Webster was once arguing a
case in which the validity of a will
was in controversy, the contest being
between the heirs of the testator and
a certain church, to which, it was con
tended, the testator, unduly influen
ced by its clergyman, had in his last.
hours devised most of his property^
Webster claimed that the testator
was then too feeble in mind to make
a valid will, and in the course of his
argument he related this incident—a
wealthy Spaniard, when on his death
bed, was visited by a certain friar,
and in solemn form was thus interro
gated: "Is it your last will and testa
ment that your estate in Andalusia
shall be given to Holy MotherChurch?" "5
The dying man replied: "Yes." "Is it „a!
your last will and testament," pro
ceeded the friar, "that your estate in
Castile shall be given to Holy Mother.
Church?" The answer was: "Yes." -S
And thus the eager ecclesiastic went
on, until the testator's son, who was
standing by, anxious lest his dying
parent should will away his entire
property, angrily interposed: "Father, K-fi
is it your last will and testament that
I should take your gold-headed cane
and drive this friar out of the cham
ber?,' "Yes," was the still affirmative
1
JS
The Knell of a Broken Heart.
'T
In the shops of the Cincinnati, Ham
ilton & Dayton Railroad, at Ham-:
ilton, Ohio, is a cracked locomotive
bell that has a history. It was at
tached to a locomotive presided over
by a strong, manly, handsome engin
eer, whose great objects of prideiuid
adoration were first his sweetheart
and then his faithful engine. He
loved them both devotedly, though,
of course in quite different ways.
One day at Hamilton he stood in cab
of the engine, bell rope in hand, ^eady
to move the lever and start the train,
when he saw a bridal party ap
proaching. He glanced at the bride
it was the girl he loved. His heart
stopped beating, he gave a groan and ,•
dropped—dead. As ne fell with bell
rope in his hand, he gave the bell a -,
loud
that cracked
it
from *top to'
bottom, and it was found afterward
that he had died literally of a
broken heart. The bell in tne sham ^4
at Hamilton is still i^ed',Th«:Mli0f'
the broken heart."—St. Louis