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voioss or XBS WIND.
The wind, when first he rose and want
•broad
Through tha wast* region, felt himself
at fault.
Wanting a Voice, and suddenly to earth
Deaoanded with a wafture and a
swoop,
Where, wandering volatile, from kind
to kind,
Be wooed the aeveral treea to give him
on*.
First he besought the aah the voice
•he lent
Fitfully, with a free and laahlng
change,
Flung here and there lta aad uncer
tainties
The aspen next a fluttered frivolous
twitter
Was her sole tribute from the willow
same.
Bo long as dainty summer dressed her
out,
whispering sweetness but her win
ter note
Was hissing, dry and reedy lastly the
pin*
Did h.* sollolt and from her he drew
A voloe so constant, soft and lowly
deep,
That there he rested, welcoming In her
A mild memorial of the ocean cave.
Where he was born.
—Henry Taylor.
CINDERELLA
"I can't afford to send you to collet*.
Muriel," said Mr. Ponsonby, address
ing his youngest daughter.
"Very well, father," Muriel replied.
She had always felt certain that
when she was old enough she would
not share the lot of her three slaters,
Her reason for so feeling remained
In the tact that she usually had to take
what her brilliant sisters left- She
was always kept In the background.
Gwendoline, Marguerite and Dellcla
set great store by their literary even
ings. Sometimes Muriel would creep
In unobserved and listen eagerly to the
conversation.
One night the Ponsonby girls had se
cured a star In Richard Vlvyan, R. A.,
the most popular and successful artist
of the period. Dick Vlvyan took mat
ters very easily success had not
spoiled him In the least Dick was
growing bored, and then he suddenly
saw Muriel seated in a corner gazing
steadfastly at him. Their gazes met
a wave of color spread over Muriel's
face, and' she Instantly became en
grossed In a magazine that was lying
in her lap.
"Awfully well reproduced, isn't it?"
said a voloe suddenly.
Muriel started, and glanced up to
see Dick Vlvyan's smiling face.
"They get them up sometimes to
look better than the originals," Vlvyan
went on In oheery tones.
Then Muriel realized that the maga
zine on her lap Was open and showing
two full-page reproductions of well
known pictures.
"I Bhould not like to be the artist
whose works would gain In such a
manner," Bald Muriel seriously.
"How Is it I have never met you be
fore?" asked the artist. "I often have
met your father and sisters."
"Oh, you see—er—I stay at—that Is,
I look after the house!" replied Muriel
nervously.
"Of course, lust like a man to for'
get that. Isn't it?" Vlvyan remarked.
To himself he said, "Cinderella." Then
he caJmly sat down beside her and be
gan to chat In the most natural man
ner. Muriel was dreadfully shy at
first, but Vlvyan so Interested her that
she forgot her nervousness and prat
tled away gaily.
Gwendoline made her way to Mur
iel's side and touched her on the shoul
der. The girl started up, and when
she saw her sister she Bushed guilt
ily.
"Pardon me Interrupting you, won't
you?" Gwendoline said to Vlvyan, smil
ing graciously. "But my little sister
iff required upstairs. Aren't you,
Muriel dear?"
The look which accompanied the en
dearing term suggested volumes to
Vlvyan. who saw through the little by
play.
"Good-night, Mr. Vlvyan!" Muriel
said tremulously, timidly holding out
a slender hand.
"Good-night, Miss Ponsonby! I'm
awfully glad to have met you."
He watched Gwendoline shepherd
Muriel out of the room, an expression
halt whimsical, half annoyed on his
face.
"Poor little girl!" he thought. "Reg
ular case of Cinderella."
On the following morning a note ar
rived from the young artist It ran as
follows:
"Dear Mr. Ponsonby—I want to ask
a great favor of one of your daugh
ters. I am at my wits' end for a suit
able model tor my new picture, and-1
should be awfully .glad If you could
help me out I will call on you at
about 11 o'clock to-morrow morning.
Tours sincerely,
"RICHARD VIVYAN."
"Oh, father, how fine!" cried Dellcla.
"I wonder which of us he'll ask?"
"He means me, I think," remarked
Gwendoline. "He was consulting me
about the picture last night."
Delloia and Marguerite hurled freez
ing glances at their sister, sniffed and
applied themselves viciously to deviled
kidneys.
"We've had kidneys two mornings
running," said Mr. Ponsonby irritably.
He rang an electric bell.
Muriel came in presently, a pink
overall over her morning dress, traces
of flour on her shapely hands.
"Why on earth can't you be original,
Muriel?" Mr. Ponsonby asked. "Kid
neys two mornings running is Intoler
able."
Before Muriel could reply a clock on
the mantelpiece chimed the tjiree quar
ters.
"Good gracious," cried Deliola, "it's
nearly 11! Mr. Vlvyan will be here
soon."
Immediately the three older girls
hastened from the room to adorn them
selves for the occasion. Muriel's face
crimsoned at the sound of Vlvyan's
name, and her replies to her father's
questions were somewhat disjointed.
"Mr. Vlvyan, sir," announced a serv
ant
"Show him in here."
"Excuse this, Vlvyan," Mr. Ponsonby
said, Indicating the breakfast table.
We'r* a bjt lata this morning. Don't
mind If I go on, do you? Will you.
loin me?"
"No, thanks It'll spoil my lunch,"
said Vlvyan dryly. "How are you this
morning, Miss Ponsonby?"
He shook hands with Muriel Just as
the three elder sisters swept Into the
room, having dressed in under ten
minutes, and feeling secretly annoyed
at the rush.
Vlvyan shook hands with them, com
paring unfavorably their elaborate tel-
WELL, abyway. its
flURW*!
Oh, yes! I'm sure one of my daugh
ters will be only too charmed to sit
for you, Vlvyan. Take your choice, my
bo£"
He indicated Gwendoline, Dellcla
and Marguerite, who stood in a row
and beamed on the artist
Vlvyan looked somewhat surprised.
"I think there Is.a misunderstand
ing," he said. "Didn't I mention Miss
Muriel's name in my letter?"
"Muriel!" came a chorus of three
trebles and a bass.
Muriel's face was crimson her three
sisters stared at her in an angry
amazement Mr. Ponsonby forgot to
eat, he was so astonished.
'Well, well," he muttered.
'Will Miss Muriel be so kind?" Vlv
yan asked.
'Certainly, my boy. Won't you, Mu
riel?" exclaimed Mr. Ponsonby.
"If I'll do," said Muriel shyly.
"Thanks ever so much," remarked
Vivyan, with a sigh of relief. "Will
OOULD BOOK DO WITHOUT HIS MODEL.
an hour a day, as often as you can, be
too much, Miss Muriel?"
"Oh, no."
"I should like to start to-day," went
on Vlvyan eagerly.
Three o'clock saw Muriel seated in
an easy chair in Vlvyan's studio.
That solitary hour each day speedily
became a time that she yearned tor.
Never had Bhe been so happy as she
was during those sixty minutes. How
slowly the hands of the clock seemed
to go round whilst she waited for the
time to start and how swiftly that
one hour sped by!
Vlvyan, too, began to feel that there
was another joy in that hour beside
the joy of his painting. A strange
thrill ran through him each time he
put his hands on Muriel to arrange her
posture Every time he glanced at her
from his canvas his heart beat more
rapidly
It seemed to him that he had never
painted a picture at Buch terrific speed,
and the fact that he could soon do
'without his model was looming up
large. He invented all sorts of excuses
to delay the ploture, though never once
during thoBe precious hours did he be
have except as the artist The lover's
part he sternly repressed, though he
hungered to give play to it
"You've finished now, Miss Muriel,"
he said, one day, laying down his pal
ette with a sigh.
"Then you don't want me to pose
for you again?" the girl asked, gazing
up at him quickly and then drooping
her eyes.
"No. Are you sorry? Do you like
posing?" Vlvyan asked eageriy.
"I have enjoyed it very much," re
plied Muriel simply. "It has been such
change to She paused uncer
tainly.
"I shall be sorry to lose my model,"
said Vlvyan, watohlng the girl's face
and wishing she would look up so that
he could see her eyes and read the ex
pression In them.
"I am glad you have found me use
ful," Muriel said.
"Oh, I've found -so much more than
that!" cried Vlvyan, unable to check
his deBlres any longer. "I've found
new life, new hope, new everything In
you, Muriel. I love you, dear."
He took her hand uncertainly Bhe
did not withdraw It from his grasp.
"Do you care for me, Muriel he
whispered eagerly.
"Yes," she said softly, lifting her
head and gazing straight into his ey*s,
a strange mixture of solemnity and
passion in her own.
"My darling!" He took her In his
arms.—Pearson's Weekly.
If Luther Burbank Is so smart, why
doesn't he grow watermelons that have
handles on them to carry them byf
mi W ti
NO HATTER WHO DISCOVERED IT, THERE IS NO QUESTION
ABOUT WHO OWNS IT.
—Chicago Examiner.
lets with Muriel's pink overall and
simple gown.
I hope you don't think me presump
tuous?" Vlvyan said, adding, "you got
my note, I suppose, Mr. Ponsonby?"
TAXATION III MEXICO.
Stamp Taxea oa Nearly Everything
—Railroads and Lotteries.
The commonest form of Interior tax
ation (in Mexico) Is that of the stamp
tax. This Imposes no really severe
burden on those whom It affects. The
mining interests protest vigorously
against It, claiming that the $2,000,
000 whloh they pay each year to the
government is excessive and unjust
There are cases, It is true, where the
government has exacted from mine
owners a very large part of their prof
its, but in a general way the laws are
looked upon as equitable and in the In
terests of the foreign capital by which
mines must be developed. All sorts
of leg&l documents, contracts, leases,
and even the receipt which the land
lbrd gives to his tenant, carry a stamp
tax. Bank notes are taxed, marriage
settlements pay a tax of 1 pesos for
every $1,000 on donations, except for
charitable purposes. Inheritances are
taxed 1 pesos per $1,000 for transfers
to direct descendants 2 per cent to
those from second to eighth remove,
and 3 per cent to strangers. The rail
roads pay 2 per cent on all gross re
ceipts within the republic, while there
Is a government revenue from every
passenger who rides on the tramways
in the cities or Is Jolted oyer the rough
roads of the Interior In a stagecoach.
Lotteries have to give up 6 per cent
on the value, of their prizes. The an
nual revenue of $465,000 which the
government received from the national
lottery Is one of the most pitiable
forms of levy on a credulous and mor
ally unstable people.. Pulque, the lot
tery, and the bullfight are the curse of
Mexico. They keep the natives poor.
The effect of one is about as bad as
that of the others.
In the State of Aguascallentes, says
a correBpondment, I. came upon an
agent of the lottery who made this
statement "In two years the average
monthly receipts from the lottery tick
ets I sold were $200. In those two
years the total amount of prizes I dis
tributed represented a gross value of
$100.
Mexico makes her poBtofllce and her
telegraph lines pay. -The yield of rev
enue from so-called "public services'
and from investments In railroad and
other corporations Is nearly 10 per
cent of the total national income of
$48,680,600.
MEN WHO KNEW WHEN TO QUIT,
Financial Giants Who Did Not Play
the Game Till It Killed Them.
A comment not infrequently heard
In Wall street runs thus: "John D.
Rockefeller was the
XiAW
wlseBt
SCHOOL
of them
all. He knew when to quit." So did
Andrew Carnegie. So, more recently,
did James Stlllman. H. H. Rogers
was trying to throw off his harness
when struck down.
The New York Journal of Commerce
says the two grand old men in the
financial world whose health never
seems to trouble them are J. P. Mor
gan and James J. Hill. Neither is
ever reported as suffering from nerv
ous breakdown or as being compelled
to visit the spas of Europe. These
two old friends and associates Jog
along quietly but very effectively year
after year, doing big things without
permitting these big things to undo
them.
Mr. Morgan does not believe in re
tiring altogether from business, as in
many cases that have come under his
observation retirement has been fol
lowed by the tortures of ennui and a
speedy end. Mr. Hill a few years ago
turned oyer many of his duties to his
son, Louis, but he still retains enough
offices to keep his mind from becom
ing rusty, yet not enough to prevent
him from taking an enlightened part
In the discussion and solution of large
public problems, agricultural, econ
omic, political and financial.
America's proud boast that she has
no leisure class may hereafter be
slightly modified, as our greatest men
of affairs are beginning to realize that
the making of money and the Inces
sant fight for power are not the be
all and end-all of life.
Ancodot* of Sberidan,
Sheridan was at Winchester twenty
mile* away, when he heard the news.
"AM usual," he muttered, angrily.
"The last trolley has Just gone and I
shall have ..to nag It."
Whereupon he sprang upon his
horse and got to the rear In time to
turn It into the front with a few well
chosen words.
"i
OTtfoptlmUtifl,
BARS WOXX*.
^_
ttwpkli Institution Refuse
A**IB-
•loa to a Poaalble PortM.
Following the announcement In Fri
day afternoon's News-Sclinlter^ that
Mrs. Martha Conser has the hJnor ot
being the first one to matriculate in
the law department ot the "University
of Memphis, It develops that Mrs. Coo
Mr must surrender this honor on ao
count of the horrid old rules of the
Institution, which provide that no
women shall be permitted to, enroll
In this department, say university of
ficials, according to the Memphis
News^dmitar.
Through a misunderstanding, caused
by the fact that there are a number
of departments in the university open
to both sexes, Mrs. Conser was per
mitted to enroll and her matricula
tion fee was collected. Now all 'this
must be undone and the amount paid
Is to be returned to the applicant, the
officials say.
"It Is not the policy of the univer
sity to enoourage the study or prac
tice of law by women," said an oO
olal of the institution to the New*-.
Scimitar. "What chance would nrtri
men have with a pretty woman making
an argument to a susceptible Jury?
Why, there is not one man 1A ten who
would have the nerve to decide a case
against her."
John D. Martin, dean of the law de
partment said "The presence ot a
woman in a law class, in my opinion,
necessarily restricts the progress of
the work. For Instance, there are
many times when some of the point!
of Jurisprudence must be Illustrated
by a story and with the fair sex pres
ent extreme care would have to \be
exercised In selecting the story. I rtK
call an Instance wL« the professor of
a law class was getting along fine un
til a pretty girl student looked up and
smiled at him, and then the bump
was all off."
SHOET METER 8EBK0HS.
The Good Seed.
The good seed serves the physical
stamina, develops the mental power,
quickens the conscience and awakens
and feeds the sense of spiritual things
In men.—Rev. Albert E. Legg, Epis
copalian, Providence.
Home and Family.
A baby carriage Is more honorabl*
at the door than an automobile. Life
means more to the young man who
has a home and a family to work for
and to live for.—Rev. T. J. McDonald,
Roman Catholic, Utlca, N. Y.
Stumblin* Into Heaven.
Some people stumble and fall and
get up again and stumble and fall and
get up again. It is better for them
to keep stumbling on and finally
stumble into heaven than not to get
there at all.—Rev. E. Vaughan, Meth
odist Santa Monica, Cal.
Beasthood.
Without presenting an ascetic Ideal,
it is true that a life which finds no
more than that which appeals to the
creature element in all the range from
lust to ambition, Is not more than
beasthood.—Rev. P. A. SlmpkAn, Con-,
gregationalist. Salt Lake City.
Faabloa.
To-day fashion reigns and in her
train she drags a motley crowd. Fash
ion is no mere empty name. It is a
living force, far-reaching in its con
sequences, spreading from the high-,
est to the lowest in the social scale.—
Rev. John Deans, Congregationqllst
Providence.
Right Llvlag.
Merely living is not the aim of hi»
man life, but living so aB to contribute
to the highest well being ot humanity.
We are not brought into this world
to exhaust our energies on getting
enough to eat but for a higher and
nobler end.—Rev. J. H. Mallows, Con
gregatlonallst, Los Angeles, Cal.
HUBDER MOTHER TONGUE.
Unlveraltr President Sara Oar Col
lege Graduate* Are Illiterate.
That the American'people are mur
dering their mother tongue and one
of the great opportunities for reform
at the present time Is to teach them
to reverence and prize the English
language, and also to speak and write
It decently, was the opinion expressed
by President Faunce, of Brown Uni
versity, at Chautauqua, N. Y. He did
not spare-the American colleges in his
general arraignment and declared that
they are turning out an alarming
proportion of graduates who are act
ually Illiterate.
"I should like," he said, "to see the
colleges of the country join In an ef
fort to Induce the American people
to write and speak the English tongue
decently. The colleges are not doing
It now. It Is a fact that the colleges
of this country are sending out illit
erates. Many of our college seniors
cannot write a decent business letter.
Large numbers of them cannot express
themselves In writing so as to be un
derstood. We Americans should link
our minds and hearts and hands In
an effort to preserve this mother
tongue which is our definite intellect
ual heritage. We should prize English
speech and English literature and paw
on this heritage of the past to the chil
dren of the future."
President Faunce said that he had
been surprised and shocked recently
when he mentioned-the name ot Prof.
Huxley to a group of Brown studenta
and no one knew whom he ant.—
Chicago Inter Ocean. Sj
Alexander at Home*
Alexander was looking gloomily
out of his palace windows, and sigh
ing because there were no mora
worlds to conquer.
"Don't be an idiot moping around
the house this way, Zandy," said Mrs.
Alexander, pausing In her work of
darning her husband'B tunic. "If you
are BO dead set on new worlds to oon
quer, why don't you hire a schooner
the way Columbus did and go out
and discover a few?"—New York
Globa-
v_.
'Bllggine says he is determined to
look on the pleasant phase of every
thing."
"Yes. But he 1B carrying that deslro
too fair. He Is getting so that the
fancy penmanship on a mortgage or a
promissory note commands hla en
thusiastic admiration." Washington
Star.
It takea a genius to give a grace
ful compliment, and It takes another
to accept one gracefully.
vf
Made tn New Yorlc.
A New Yorker, dining a Philadel
phia friend, wanted to show him all
the delicacies of the season. One diah
in particular the Phlladelphlan ex
claimed over in delight.
'This is made ot snails,'.' Bald hla
New York host. "Don't you have
•nails in Philadelphia?"
"Oh, yes," responded the Phlladel
phlan, "but we can't catch the peaky
things."—Llpplncott's.
Here Is a rllle that will not fall
one* in
a
hundred times Be polit*
to a boy, and he'll be polit* to you.
People are never stingy with thing*
th«y don't want.
Children^
THE CURTSEYBIRD.
Of the queer and funny animals.
Within the Nursery Zoo,
The 'curtsevblrd" 's the one I like
The best ot all—don't you?
The curtseybird Is such a dear!
A dainty little charmer!
Why, everybody loves her so
That no one wants to harm her!
She flits about from tree to tree
(What would,we do without hor?)
And yet, there's nothing wonderful
Or very strange about her.
She Is not very big or smart,
And never grand nor haughty"
She is not "always very wise.
And sometimes she is naughty
It's Just her pleasant little way.
And what she's always saying,
As, in and out. she flies about
At work or gaily playing.:-
Sometimes she whispers, "If you
please,"
In case she asks a favor
A "Bltte"'or a "S'll vous plait",
(Which has a foreign flavor)^|^,"
Or else, perhaps, a "Thank you,
Sir."
When some one has been clever
A 'tMerci!"-or a "Danke sehr!"
(They're Just as nice as ever!)
Add when she's careless in the house
Or naughty in the garden,
She flnds the vey thing to 6av—
'Excuse -me/ please." or- "Pardon."
Oh, such a lot of pleasant words!
The very skies .above her,
And all the creatures in the Zoo,
Why, every one must love her!
And just because her heart is warm
And ail her thoughts are kindly
And as she chirps upon her way
She does not flutter blindly
Her eyes are open, big and wide,
Not gazing at a Bteeple,
Or looking at her little self,
But right at other people!
Charles I. Junkin, in St. Nicholas.
JIM'S TELEPHONE MESSAGE.
"Why, you're a smart little fellow
to (bring such a big basket. It's -big
ger than you."
Jim looked up with a smile as Mrs.
Price's kitchen maid helped him to
take the basket of clean clothes off
his cart.
",'Taln't a bit too big tor nte,"
he said proudly. "There wasn't any
one else to bring, it, 'cause my broth
er's hurt and couldn't."
They carried the basket into the
back hall,, and, while Jim waited tor
Mrs. Price to be ready to pay him,
he saw a wonderful thing.
it hung on the .iwail In a rather
dark corner. -Mrs. Price stood before
'ft, talking. Without trying to listen,
Jim could hear what she said. This
was it:—
"Hello. Is this number 204?. This
is 'Mrs. Price—J want a bushel of
potatoes—and ten pounds of sugar—
and a -pound of tea—and two bunches
of celery—and three packages of oat
meal—and a bottle of vanilla." She
inade a little pause between each
order.
Jim was amazed. The town they
lived In :was Email, there were only
a few telephones In it lately put In.
He had never heard of them before.
-Price," he asked, "do all
them things come when you tell
'em?"
"Yea, Jimmy,'- she said, laughing.
"Sometimes they keep me waiting a.
little, but they come sooner or later."
Jim asked his mother about It.
"She talks to thing that sticks
out of the wall," he said. "She
asks'for all sorts o'- good things, and
she says they come.'
"You must 'a' been mistaken, Jim
my,".she said, for she had lived in
the country until lately, and, like Jim,
had never heard of a telephone.
"Likely Mrs. Price -was writing out
a list or something, and jrou didn't
see straight."
But Jim couldn't get It out ot his
mtnd.^~ Surely Mrs. Price said she
got things by talking into that odd
thing on the wall.
One morning as he and Jane car
ried the ibasket of clothes into the
hall, no one was (here. And all of
a sudden a -bright Idea popped into
Jim's mind.. If iMrs. Price could get
things that way, why could not he?
He drew a chair to it, climbed up,
and put his mouth to the queer little
thing, just as Mrs. Price airways did.
In the half light he had not noticed
the thing she held to her ear.
•'Hello—this is Jimmy Ray. We
want a lot" ot things to our .bouse,
real bad—we ain't got anything to
eat -but meal and some potatoes.
We'd like some bread—and some but
ter-on it—and—Tom's Teal sick and
I have to bring the clothes and—it
you have any shoes, 'cause mine
leak real bad—and some milk for
Tom—and some kind of stuff to make
him' well—please, please—and don't
wait very long"—
The pleading voice stopped and
Jim climbed down, his heart beating
with hope. Ot course he could not
know that his voice had not reached
any one inside the telephone.
But some one outside bad heard.
At sound of the tremulous voice Mrs.
Price had come quietly to a door
opening Into the hall and heard the
telephone message.
She made a visit to Jimmy's home,
and saw to it that many comforts
found' their way there before the
brother was able to work and the
mother jeould find plenty ot washing
to do.
Later she explained the working ot
the telephone to Jim. After she left
htm, he stood for a moment gazlug at
"Well," he said at length, "you're
a mighty nice, bandy thing, but I
don't know but Mis' l'rlce is about
as good as I -want."—Slduey Dayne,
in the Christian Register.
THE PAINTED BOTTLE.
Patty and Betty had been painting
pictures all the moruing. The lit
tie oblongs of soft water-colors In
their paint-box began to show the
wear and tear they had been
through. So did the tempers of the
twins. Perhaps the children bad sat
over this work too long, perhaps II
was the beat of the day coining on.
Whatever the cause, they weie both
getting undeniably cross.
Big, broad-shouldered Uncle Jim,
with sunny glints in bis blue eyes
and in his long, curly beard, and
with cheeks bearing the marks of
travel In foreign countries, came in
just In time. Patty and-Betty look
ed up at himf and the little frowns
In ihelr pretty foreheads smoothed
themselves ouj, aB fast as they could.
Uncle Jim's quick eyes had seen the
scowls, though, before they had had
time to go away.
"Painting, are you?" he asked
with interest. "Well! well!-' and he
studied Patty's" rose and Betty's
morning-glory -with the eye of an. art
student/ "Very good, indeed. How
would you like to lie on your backs
on a -bed of green boughs, and do
your painting holding the bottle and
'brush up above you, with the light
coming through a window set in the
roof?"
"What, Uncle Jim?" asked Patty,
Interestedly and "The -bottle!" ex
claimed Betty. For It sounded as
it a story were coming.
"Walt till I go up to my trunk,"
said Uncle Jim. And they did wait,
exchanging happy looks, for so manj
pretty and interesting things had
come out of Uncle Jim's trunk in that
-week since he h-ad been visiting
them!
When he came down again, he was
holding a little bottle not more than
three. Inches long, and its neck was
so small you could not possibly have
thrust even a .very slender lead-pen
cil into it. It was painted beauti
fully, too, the'twins thought,—on one
Bide Chinese lady with flowing
robes of pink and blue, and green,
carrying gorgeous flowers, and with
a long-legged bird nestling against
her and on the other side a vase
of cherry-blossoms and a whole
group of curious pieces of Chinese
pottery. Then there were decora
tions in black paint all around the
edges and the sides of the bottle,—
a Chinese lettering that the twin*
looked at with wonder.
"And what a lot of painting to go
on such a little bottle!'' Patty ex
claimed, after they had admired the
odd pictures for some minutes.
"In the ibottle," corrected Uncle
Jim. "That was all painted on the
InBtde of the bottle, and I saw the
artist doing it himself."
"Oh! oh!" said the twins together.
"There is Just one place In the
world where they do this,'- Uncle
Jim went on,—"a town in China that
I visited for the, express purpose of
seeing them work. The artists are
in a room that has no Bide windows
at all, but is lighted 'by glass over
head. They -lie, as I said, on amass
of green branches, on their backs,
holding these little bottles up
against the light The glass has
been carefully ground Inside, and
they -use very slender, pointed
briisheB. You can see iwhat a tiny
opening the bottle has. Think of put
ting your brush through that and
then managing to paint (from the
Inside. Yes, the bristles are curved
a little, or they could not possibly
do it Pretty neat piece of work.
Isn't it?"
"Oh, yes!" Patty drew a long
breath, and Betty drew another. It
was all so. true and exact,—not a
slip had the brush made. Patty and
Betty sighed bit as they turned
to their own- attempts at painting,
then they both smiled rapturously,
for Uncle Jim was telling them that
the bottle was for them to keep.
They flew to hug him, and the two
little faces were wreathed In smiles
for the rest of that day.—Bertha
Gerneaux Woods, in Zion's Herald.
CROW CAUGHT RiMWIAMDED.
A mystery that for -years (baffled
the tun Illy of Alexander Vanderson
and the officials of Rockport, Ky., has
been cleared up. As a result aeveral
servants against whom the finger of
suspicion had pointed have been, com
pletely exonerated of (heft and a
pet crow Is known to be the guilty
party.
For several years- Che Vanderson
family baid been mtasing articles ot
Jewelry and other valuables, -but no
tangible clew could 'be obtained to
warrant an arrest, and only the dis
charge ot a servant was the outcome.
One. day, ihoiwever, iMlss Margaret
Vanderson, while Bitting in her room,
saw the orow fly In the qpen win
dow and" light on bhe dresser. Within
a few minutes tlhe saw him fly out
again with something shining In his
bill. This aroused her suspicions
and' she notified her father, who ob
tained a ladder and climbed" to the
nest of the crow In a near-by tree.
Tine iieat was found to be a de
pository for allot the missing articles
of value, there being altogether thir
ty-eight different articles which had
been taken from the Vanderson
home and also the homes of some of
the neighbors. Among them iwaa a
broody a $20 gefd piece, a $10 bill,
three rings and two watches.—Inter
Ocean.
USB LITTLE ON SBLFT
There is so much to -be remedied
in 'New York city that if $1,090.K)0
were mine to spend -would use but
little of it for myself.
There is great need for missionary
work In New York city, therefore
1 would devote certain sums to the
conversion of the heathen of New
York city.
I would spend part of my $1,000,
000 in furthering the endeavor to
stamp out tuberculosis and in help
ing to combat other diseases by con
tributing to hospitals and to the
fresh air iwork for children.
:Much has been done for education
sd I- -would spend considerable
amounts for the education of Immi
grants only.
If the remainder of my $1,000,000
could be Increased by others' con
tributions, commissions for effecting
economic revisions ot such Issues as
the tariff and Immigration questions
might be formed.
There are many other evils to be
overcome, but I believe that my $1,
000,000 would be well expanded in
this way.—Marion
A.
$mlth. In the
New York Times. "'•/fiV
MODEL FARM IN MISSOURI.
If I had $1,000,000 to Bpend for
my own personal benefit 1 would be
no spendthrift.
I would spend about ten thousand
dollars for an education. For the
benefit of the poor, 1 would give one
hundred and fifty thousand dollars.
Next 1 would invest seventy-five thou
sand in a model .Missouri farm of
about two hundred and forty acres.
I -would invest about one hundred
thousaud dollars in Western lands.
The remainder I would Invest in
United States Oovernment bonds.—
Cecil Baker, in tne New York Times.
CAN'T SHE IT. "1-
Dolly—What's the matter? Teddy—
dot somethin' In my eye. Dolly—
What is it? Teddy—iDon't know
enn't see it.—Philadelphia Record.
«B»m mor^MMOD
Hnuorr khw sra®
On a journey by which he alms to
show that civilization has not made
mankind heartless, Baron Fon Der
•ARON FON DER OSTEN-SAKEN
baron has met many of the titled per
sons of Japan and China. He was ar
rested ten times as an impostor while
traveling through Russia, but proof
that his credentials are genuine
brought his release. He was also ar
rested in Foraythe, Mont, as a tramp,
The traveler Is 23 years old. He
can speak seven languages. He was a
soldier under Mlcheaeff during the
Japanese-Russiap war. He is a gradu
ate of'a military school at St. Peters
burg. It Is his Intention to write a
book of travel after he has completed
his trip. A prize of $25,000, wti'ch he
says he will give to charity, is to be
awarded him it he ends his journey
in the allotted time.
Bntfllsb as She la Spoke*
The tieacher of "conversational
French" in a certain Eastern college
was a lively mademoiselle "just over."
One bright afternoon she stopped
two girls very excitedly. She wanted
to buy an "eponge pour la bain," but
did not know what to ask for.
"Jlath sponge. Tell the salesman
you want a big bath sponge to take
home with you," said the girls fn
chorus, and they accompanied her to
the village drug store.
A young clerk stepped forward.
Mademoiselle advanced bravely.
"Please," she said, smilingly, "wll)
you kindly take me home and give me
a big. sponge bath?"—Success Mag
azine.
Well Named*.
"What's that you call your mule?"
"I call hlin Corporation," answered
the old colored man.
"How did you co!i\e to give him such
a name?"
"F'um studyin' de animal an' readln'
do papers. Dat mule gits mo^ .blame
an' abuse dan anything else In-de town
ship, an' goes ahead havin' his own
way Jest de same."—Washington Star.
The photographer never takes peo
ple for what they are worth, but for
what he can get out of theme
The Canadian government, by legislation, has obviatedj
to a great extent strikes that would interfere with pobllo
utilities. Including mines, is described in MeClure's Maga
zine by Charles W. Eliot, president emeritus ot Harvard
University. The act for the maintenance of -industrial
peace in Canada went Into effect March 22, 1907. By
the operation of the act 96 per cent of strikes were
avoided or ended. These pertained to disputes concern
ing mines, railroads, street railways, longshoremen, team-'
8terB and sailors.
Fifty-five applications have arisen under the act and
have resulted In the creation of forty-nine Boards. Dr.
PRESIDENT ELIOT. Eliot shows that, on the fifty-five applications, strikes
were avoided or ended in twenty-five coal mines, four metalliferous mines,
fifteen railroads, three street railways, two bodies of longshoremen,' one
body of teamsters, one body of sailors and In two industries that were not
public utilities.- In only two cases were strikes not averted or ended. The
six cases in which boards were not created were settled promptly through
the Influence of the act.
Some of these disputes Involved large numbers ot workmen, notably
two cases of the Dominion Coal Company, with 3,000 men affected in bne
case and 7,000 men in another and several railroad cases tn some of which
7,000 to 8,000 men were directly affected. That Canadian worklngmen have
acquired confidence In the operation of the act Dr. Eliot concludes from the
fact that they have been the applicants for the creation of boards in forty
six cases.
Not the least beneficial result of the act, Dr. Eliot considers, is that
"although perfect liberty to strike or lock out ultimately Is reserved under
the Canadian* act, several weeks must elapse from the time the dispute be
gan before work can be'stopped." ThuB, "there is time for passion to cool,
and for the costs of war to be counted by both parties. The Interests of
the public may also get some sort of effective expression during this inter
val and when the report of the board Is thoroughly published, tn accord
ance with the provisions of the act, public opinion, being well Informed
usually expresses Itself with clearness and force."
BARON MAKING HIS WAT
AROUND WORLD TO
TEST HEARTS OF KEN.
Os-
ten-Saken, St. Petersburg. Russia, who
Bays he is a nephew of the Russian
minister of war, is making his way
around the world. He started penni
less. Sitting in a cafe In St. Peters
burg be argued with another Russian
named Poltovsef, a merchant, regard
ing the effects of civilization on hos
pitable Instincts. The result of the
debate was that 'the baron started
from St. Petersburg without a cent to
make his way around the world, test
ing the kindness of persons he met
by applying for employment The
time limit given him is seven years.
He 1B to travel by any means availa
ble, but is not to receive alms. He
must perform some service for every
thing he receives.
Since starting he has been through
Russia, Siberia, japan, and China.
After crossing the United States and
reaching New York he will continue
to Mexico, Panama, .Central America,
South America and Australia. The
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.T DOCTOR
Eye Salve—A very good salve for
granulated eyelids is made a8 follows:
Yellow oxide of mercury, one grain
rose salve or unsalted butter, one-half
ounce. Apply to the eyelidB night and
morning.
Insomnia.—It a person cannot fall
asleep, try a sponge bath made thus:
Into eight ounces of alcohol put two
of ammonia and two of camphor.
Shake thoroughly, and when well
mixed add four ounces ot sea salt and
enough hot water to fill a quart bot
tle. To apply it pour a little of-tha
liquid in a shallow" dish and moisten
the whole body a little at a time by
dipping a small sponge in it Rub It
only a very little, then finish with
a
vigorous rubbing with a coarse craBh
towel.
Pellagra.—This new disease, prom
ises more surprises in. the medical
world and more reasons for Investiga
tion than Anything that has broken^
loose in a half century. The asylums
have long been filled with patients suf
fering from this disease and supposed
ly Insane. In some cases the disease
has been caused by cheap food. Pel
lagra has probably existed In the
United States for many years, although
the fact has not been definitely estab
lished. Our physicians as yet know
little of It but" they are finding It In
plenty in many of the states. It is
supposed to arise- from eating moldy
corn, which affecU the brain.
USEFUL TREES OF FLORIDA.
Great Variety Growing la the state
—Durable Wood*.
Florida has perhaps more useful
trees growing within her borders than
any other State in the Union—a great
er variety. But there Is a general de
sire to introduce more, as the soap
berry, the tallow tree and the euca
lyptus.
An addition to the discussion of the
latter, a tree which is very valuable
because has the unusual quality of
growing with great rapidity, yet fur
nishing a hard and durable wood, is
furnished by a letter to the editor of
the Florida Fruit and Produce News
by E. E. Thompson qf Avon Park. Mr.
Thompson says in part: "Eucalyptus
trees were first planted her* about
1804, and were Injured by the great
freeze, but sprouted and grew like
orange trees. A few eucalyptus trees
planted later have made such wonder
ful growth as to cause people to look
up, take notice and rubberneck to set
the lofty tops. The growth in ten
years is Bix feet around the body.
"The seasoned wood 1B hard as hick
ory and posts show no decay In the
ground. The limbs, twigs, leaves and
seed cases make the very best fuel,
Our people are convinced of the great
value of eucalyptus and are planting
them up and down the avenues and In
the cemetery and will soon plant then)
In fprest form."
In California' some'species of euca
lyptus show greatest development In
low places where rain water stands
and in swamps, river bottoms, etc,,
though they will endure drought, no
cording to a bulletin of the University
of California. The durability of the
wood, according to other authorities.
Is due to an oil with which it is im
pregnated and which is extracted for
commercial purposes.—Florida Times
Union.
A Cnthcllo Comment,
Unemployment Is the ghost that
haunts England just now, And It brings
hunger as the chief In its train of
miseries.
On the occasion ot the opening of/
Parliament, as the procession—headed
by the King In his royal robes, and
the Queen In a black gown embroidered
with gold and silver, a robe of ruby
velvet bordered with gold and lined
with miniver, a Honiton veil fastened
to her hair by a diamond ornament,
and the famous Culllnan diamond blaz
ing on her breast—as the procession
filed out Into the street, a certain
workman, mounted on the shoulders ot
another, caught a glampse of the
King's round, smiling face.
*"E do look well fed, 'e do," said
the man.
He spoke without rancor. He wa*
not trying to be humorous. But he
spoke from the depths of a complete
understanding, and those who over
beard him were suddenly alive to the
exigency of the problem of the unem
ployed.
Here Is an expression that should
be called in: "He has made mistakes,
but who has not?." -.,?