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HER SWEETHEART.
The man I love? Well, rather small;
ÜBut statupfe doesn’t count at all);
He's a dear!
Hair-as golden as the sun;
Fair as you e’er looked upon;
Eyes of blue, and full of fun.
And good cheer.
only man I knov
Who can touch my heartstrings so y“
Tenderly;
When he’s with me all is bright,
Every shadow turns to li&ht;
If he’s absent, life’s a blight
Then, to me.
Strange to say, 1 love him best ,
When in overalls he’s dressed.
For his play;
I am just as proud of him
If his purse is rather slim, M
For he’s sweet, and neat, and m
Every day. jf
He’s the idol of my heart, 9
(And my secret I’ll impart M
Just for fun)!
In my love he holds high rank,
Without ham earth would be a blank;
He’s two years old: his name is Frank;
He’s my son.
—Colorado Springs Gazette.
On the Soil.
‘.They were married—heaven knows
why, as with so many iof them—and
went to live on Vance# island, a long,
fertile strip in the rdpr, three miles
wide. There 'were n$ other- inhabit
ants, and the niils on" the river banks
shnt away away all sound of outer life.
He had been raised in the country, but
she was a town lass, and the gas lamps
afid bustle of the seaport had got into
her blood. Perhaps she never loved
him; anyway she was not happy.
She was an industrious wench. The
tiny ! ||. r a-roomed cottage he had built
was Kept scrupulously neat, and she
helped hfin in jjballiekls, when, with
htr sleeves railed Jmck from her round
brown Arms and it cows breakfast, as
they mil the wide straw farmers’ hats
in Nejk Brunswick, on- her dark hair,
he thought her a proper woman
enough, with her lithe, strong figure
and her gleaming eye, but never told
her so.
By and by she seldom talked and
grew restless on the days when they
put off in their rowboat to deliver eggs
and butter to tlie-river steamboats. He
did not notice hotv eagerly she scanned
the dress of the women passengers nor
how the captain kept an eye on all her
movements.
Fall came, tinting the landscape like
a splendid sunset, and the red and yel
low trees rustled in the windy sunshine
of October days. Then he sprained his
ankle andthad to bide at his doorstep,
while she took the boat and rowed out
to the steamer for the trade. She
seemed to be gone longer than neces
sary, he thought. Perhaps she was
driving a hard bargdln. She was
shrewd, and he was lucky to have her.
He wished she would liven up a bit,
though, and not long so much for the
town and shops. What did a
wife need in town except a market for
her wares? But women wore all odd.
He was right in his surmise. She
had raised the price of th.4)uuer and
eggs and brought home a few extra
cents. So on the following days, when
she delayed her return several minutes,
he was not. impatient. But when the
next time for the steamer to pass came
and the minutes lengthened Into quar
ters, then hours, he grew disturbed and
hobbled to the beach. She pulled a
good, strong oar for a town lass, C>ut
her father was a sailor, so It came
natural for her to manage a boat. The
river was a treacherous flow of water,
but her boat was easy to pull, and she
had not far to go.
It was strange he could see her.
Perhaps she had gone around to the
sand beaoh. The rowan trees were
there, and she had a fancy for decking
up the house with them. He thought
,it somewhat cruel as well as profitless
to rob the birds of their winter food,
but she laughed at that.
He would best go home, he thought,
and put the potatoes on for dinner. It
was the lass’ work, but she had gone to
do his, so turn about was fair. He was
so honest! At the close of day still
there was no sign of her, and he tried
again to walk to the shore, but the in
jured ankle would not stand the strain,
and he was forced to sit and wait.
Night came, but she did not return.
On his hands and knees he crawled to
the beach and called her name loudly,
with a harsh breaking in his voice. The
cries echoed back mockingly. The
moon wient down behind jyie hills and
left him groping in the dusky starlight,.
His hands were torn aid his knees
bruised by the jagged stones as he
dragged himself, but he took no heed,
calling out for the woman, whom for
the first ticne he realized ill a dumb,
heavy way he loved.
At dawn, peering out eagerly, he saw
his boat ashore some distance up the
island. His heart beats quickened, and
something warm and tender flashed
through him. How be had missed her!
Poor lass! Perhaps she, too. missed
her hocoe folk. Well, the work was
nearly done, and frost would soon bind
the river, and then he would drive her
to the town and take her to the fair;
yea. and buy her a warm, red hood and
ftd Heaven Will Give
mm” Never Neglect
f|atide Like*
Kuo
ROBERT DOWNING
Tells the Secret of Mis Great En
durance.
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Robert Downing, the Tragedian.
Robert Downing was recently interviewed
by the press on the subject of his splendid
health. Mr. Downing promptly ami em
phatically gave the whole credit of his splen
did physical condition to I’e-ru-ua, say lug:
"I find it a preventive against all sudden
Summer ills that swoop upon one in
changing climates and water.
“It is the finest traveling companion and
safeguard against malarial influences.
To sum it up, Peru un has done me more
good than any tonic 1 have ever taken."
Healthy mucous membranes protect the
body against the heat of summer and the
cold of winter. Pe-ru-na Is sure to bring
heattli to the mucous membranes of the
whole body.
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ribbons. He laughed out loud as tie
dragged himself to the house, thinking
of her pleasure. She must have re
turned some time back. The boat was
well up on the beach where hours ago
had been the tide. She was heme and
doubtless wondering where he was.
She had staid out to give him a bit of
a fright and had slipped in when he
had gone to search for her, dear lass!
He reached the cottage. The door
stood open, staring vacantly at him,
the Are was out, and the gusty wind
had scattered the light pine ash like
powder. She was not there. Doubt
grew in his heart as slowly he dragged
himself Lack to the shore —to the boat.
Was she dead? A jitter ness gnawed
him. Hungrily he gazed at the waves
which had taken her from him. He
mumbled like an old man rowoed, as
tears splashed his face.
At last he reached the boat. In the
bottom was a piece of cedar chip tied
to her handkerchief. Leaping at it
fiercely, he grasped it with shaking
hand. Then he rolled up his eyes, his
fingers fumbling with the knot, his lips
drawn white. -Scrawled on the chip
with a pencil was a message; “I’ve
gone for good. You were kind, but I
could aot abide you or the country,
l’veigone with one as will take me all
over the world."
With his mouth working intensely
he started to drag himself back. His
brain was flying high up and down
again. Darting lights played before
his eyes. The whirling ground leaped
away from him. Crawling on, he
reached the door, where down on all
fours, like a dog, he flung up his head
and looked around the rooms wildly.
Everything in them spoke with a trum
pet voice of her. He let his head fall
on the sill. Then a groan came heav
ily from his lips, and he was calm.
The next week anew captain came
on the river steamer.
The birds flying across the river on
their way to the south <aw a woman,
dressed gaudily and in vulgar fashion,
making her way from the landing 'o
the little house on Vance's island. At
the door a gaunt man watched her
With a dazed stumbling he walked
forth a little way to meet her.
“I have come back after these years, ’
she said, looking up to the little home,
which, small and poor as it was,seemed
to hold out hope of peace to her. But
he said nothing, only staring at her
with eyes in which burned a faint
spark. Once he shivered at the croak
'ing notes in her voice.
Into the house she followed him dog
gedly. She picked up heir duties where
she had left them years before, touching
a chair here and moving something
there. She took a broom and fell to
sweeping feverishly, until she flung it
down contemptuously and sank into a
chair with a gasp. He had watched
her silently with aiow burning eyes.
“Why don’t you speak?” she cried.
Her rising voice was hard and crack
ing. There was a flaunt on her lips.
Her hands on her hips conveyed an in
solence of boldnene.
,“I have come back to you in kind
ness," she said, her tones going higher
and her voice growing more rasping.
"I know the worth of a woman like ms.
When my captain died, I could have
had many a fair chance, but I thought
of you, and somehow I wanted to come
here. ' Aren't you going to make up?”
she ctie< angrily.
"Why don't you speak?" she
screamed. "How dare yon treat me
like—like”—She paused and then
laughed with her brazen notes.
.• Btit the dancing lights were in his
brain again and befotv hi* eye* and
around him a boiling flame that roared
The room was whirling. He saw 1t all
streaked with fierce color.
the floor, the chairs, the fiat stove."the
utensils of tin, and among them her
face, the lips leering, the eyes staring.
Sraggerging to hte feet, he groped with
his arvns. His hands clutched at some
thing soft and warm that yielded under
his contracting fingers. They closed
tightly gripping hard to stop the whirl
ing o-f the earth. The flame shot jp
madly, and, blinded in the dark, he tell,
lying stretched on the floor.
• * •
' Years later, the upper end of the
island set.led. pity still endured among
the people for the lonely man who lived
on the lower end. They told strangers
touching ;here of the young wife whom
he had ne\ er seen from the day she ran
away wtyh the captain of the river
ste&mermnd he was left to his solitude.
No one Knew the whole until a young
farmer went to ask aid of the old man
at harvesting. No response com
ing to his knocks, he
entered. The old man was half kneel
ing against a chair, his dead eyes
thrust out of their sockets. lleforo
hint, where the planks of the floor were
torn up. were lying the hones and skull
of a woman.—New York Press.
CATCHY SONG OF RIOTERS.
The Carmagnole, which the thous
ands c/f rioters sang in Paris Sunday
night, is a French song and dance of
the revolutionary era. It greatly con
tributed to exasperate the people
against Louis XVI. and Marie Asitoin
nette, who were lampooned In It as
Monsieur and Madame Veto. The mobs
in the streets during the revolutionary
era danced to the music of the song
amid the wildest egithusiasm, which
was equally displayed In the theaters
and on the battle field when it was
played by the military bands. It was
suppressed by Bonaparte after the es
tablishment of the consulate. The
name is said to have originated from
the waistcoat worn by the Marseilles
men who took a conspicuous part in
the insurrection of August 10, 1792, the
song appearing soon afterward; but
the name of its author remained un
known. The song’s name was also ap
plied to the costume of the terrorists,
to the most violent Jacobins and to the
soldiers of the republic. The waist
coat thus called is said to have origi
nated in Carmagnole, near Turin, It
aly. The first stanza of the song, in
French, will give an idea of the catchy
jingle. It is as follows;
Madame Veto avait promis,
Madame Veto avait promis,
De faire egorger tout Paris,
De faire egorger tout Paris!
Mats le coup a manque!
Grace a nos cannonniers.
Dansons la carmagnole! Vive le son,
vlve le son!
Dansons la carmagnole! Vive le son,
du canon!
An English translation of the en
tire song, which, of course, lacks the
French jingle and rhyme, is as fol
lows:
Madame Veto had promised
Madame Veto had promised,
To have cut the throats of all Paris,
To have cut the throats of all Paris,
But the blow' did fail,
Thanks to our gunners.
Let us dance the carmagnole!
Long live the sound, long live the
sound!
Let us dance the carmagnole!
Long live the sound of the cannon!
Monsieur Veto had promised
To be faithful to his country,
But he has failed therein,
liet us give no quarter,
Let us dance the carmagnole!
Long live the sound, long live the
sound!
Let us dance the carmagnole!
Long live the sound of the cannon!
Antoinette had decreed
To make us fall on our backs,
But her blow did fail;
Her own nose was broken.
Let us dance the carmagnole, etc.
Her husband thought he was victor,
He did not know our valor;
Get out, Louis, you big blockhead,
From the Temple to the Tower.
Let us dance the carmagnole, etc.
The Swiss guards had promised
They would Are upon our friends;
It caused her sore heartache
To see herself dishonored.
Let us dance the carmagnole, etc.
The patriot counts among his friend.,
Ail the honost people of the land.
But they will hold out
All by the sound of the cannon.
Let us dance the carmagnole, etc.
Aristocracy counts as its friends
All the royalists in Paris,
But they will support you
As real cowards do.
Let us dance the carmagnole, etc.
The horse guards also had promised
To sta.,l by thel* country,
And they failed pot to respond
To the sound, to the sound of the
1 cannon. \
Let us dance tiyi carmagnole, etc.
Friends, let us eLr be united,
Let us not fesrur foes;
If they come us
We will make thßb skip.
Let us dance tbJcarmagnole, etcf
Yes, a breei'hlessl man 1 am
In spite of tire fronds of the /ffi. \
Long live the mtti' of Bs*;' \
The Bretons and Ar,At(gnole, etc. I
Let us dance the 1 J
ne above that thl i
It is evident from tfcve largely losl I
words of the song iVgnlflcaace, buf
their special political Be Parisians. ]
the tune still catches t>
—yrom Clara In
Mabel—l had a letter (id she was to
London in which she sat
be presented at court. \ girl will bo
Ellen.—l hope the poort
acquitted.—Tit-Bits. \
ioo me
of HOLD. MY HAND.
lerour-w >" H * ■
F snd ,* l*rl thy ■ God, will hold '
thy n, ag hand, saying unto thee. Fear
not; 1 help thee.—ls. 41:13.
When heavy clouds o’ers-;irea.l nty sky,
And on the path I travel by
There falls no cheering ray of light,
And I must by faith, not sight,
Then, Father hold my hand.
Though heavily my burden press,
I will not live and trust Thee less;
When steeper grows my weary way,
Help me to follow’ and obey.
And closer -hold my hand.
Or, If some time sun should shine.
And brighter, days be mine;-'
If 1 with joy should’iWr my head,
And smile to And the Shadows tied,
Still, Father, hold mfc band.
—Anna G. Holt in N. Y. Observer.
GRACE.
How much, preventing God, how much
I owe
To the defenses thou hast ’round me
set;
Example, custom, fear, occasion slow-
These scorned bondmen were my
parapet,
I dare not peek over this parapet.
To gauge with glance the roaring gulf
below,
The depths of sin to which I had de
scended,
Had not these me against myself de
fended. - Emerson.
PRUNES AND RICE SERVED TO
GETHER.
Boil some rice in milk until it is
quite tender. Meanwhile cook half a
pound of prunes, which have soaked
all night. Grease a pie dish, and put
a layer of the rice la it. Stone the
prunes and sweeten to taste. Put a
layer of prunes on the rice, and so on
till the dish is full. Scatter a little
sugar over the top, and bake the pud
ding till a golden color on the top.
The same recipe may be used for dried
apples or apricots with excellent re
sults. Serve hot. —Boston Globe.
SHORTENING NAMES.
The question of anew and shorter
name for the automobile seems to be
attracting more attention than the
one of anew and shorter name for the
country. —Topeka Journal.
CLOSE ENOUGH, TOO.
James—Did you ever come into close
relationship with poverty?
Tom —Well, I’ve got as far as my
“uncle" several times.—Spare Mo
ments.
AND NOW SHE DIDN'T WANT TO.
“Mamma and l are not on speaking
terms.”
"How disli rasing!"
“Sh'’ toM Harry that I trimmed all
toy own hats before we were married."
- Answers.
.Maitre Labor!, of counsel for Drey
fus, Is somewhat nervous, it is re
ported. over the bad impression which
may be caused in the minda of those
who have the adjudication of the case,
by the hard and unsympathetic feat
ures of the accused. These little
things do, Indeed, have a great effect in
France, but one would suppose from
the publicity given to Dreyfus’ treat
ment on Devil's Island that he would
have an admittedly good excuse for
looking rather sour.
Maud—Are you going to return the
poor fellow’s ring?
Florence (who has just broken he.*
engagement I—l haven’t decided. I
suppose he’ll propose to you now. and 1
thought I’d just hand It over to you to
save bother.—Spare Moments.
The New Torpedo.
A Swede linn Invented one operated by In
t I*l We rays of light, which enables it to ex
plode at will. In like manner Hostetler's
Stomach Hitters compters all stomach trou
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dyspepsis or liver complaint takes the Bit.
ters lie is sure of a cure A private lb: ton ue
Stamp covers the neck of the bulUe.
SURELY AN IMPOSTER.
Fttddy—That fellow who has been
hanging around here for the last week
or two has been arrested as a confi
dence man.
Duddy—So?
Fuddy—Yes; he gave hluftelf dead
away. He claimed that he was from
Kentucky, you know, but he refused an
Invitation to drink 1.-'* night A
policeman was caJTed in at once. It
wa a clear cajff' of Imposture. Bos
ton Transcript/
A FJNE SCHOOL.
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Othkohm ulmtlon for
mi old saying t!mt "ffnilnn,
Thcrg*t a mail's door Ijiil once” or wm- 1
k..oi*t effThat „ta,e wlitTir?:
tolV nicely 'Ut i lie doing* of lli O.ldf *7,
l*ine* colleen at Uie present Hind.
22*i'VrJ in
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'-W‘Htion and U an
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II the'and and during the many years ol
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almost every town one may go into. ,
At the present time Prof. Daggett is of ~
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l low pries of ISO, n sum no one can afford it.
time k ’ il '* ° ne or>|,orluul, > io * Hfi/-'
Pretty r ' won’t be any
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,. Him-
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The Peace Society or Copenhagen
had succeeded on March 31 in collect
ing 300,000 signatures lo an appeal r or
disarmament.
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"I see villainy in your face,” said a
judge to a -prisoner.
“May It please your honor," said t.ho
latter, “that is a personal reflection."—
Metropolitan.
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Miss Lydia Harriet Golden and W. J.
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Members of the Gould family will
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The beef trust raised prices her® to
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Mrs. VVlesion 's 800 rii iNotivnur for children
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tlou, allay- pain, cures wind colic. 25c a bottle-
Peter McDonald, an employee of the
H. WilbeCk company, Marinette, lost
bis left haml in an edger.
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WANTRh.-~o.no-of had health that IWTAK-S will
not lii-in-m. S -ml r, ,-cnts lo Ito.ll ns ('ln-ailcßl Oca,
New York, for 10 -amplcs and l.flm toatiMioalala.
Ex-Beereinry Alger declared that ho
Is out of politics.
What a Little Faith Did
FOR MRS. ROCKWELL.
[LETTKS TO US. I*l Nil 11AM Hiy*b(,lMM]
•‘I was a great sufferer tvom
weakness and had
imptw.v*>W‘ < _fypwTflo'to attend to my
household duties. I had tried every
thin;* and many doctors, but found no
relict.
‘‘My sister advised me to try Lydia
E. Pink ham's Vegetable Compound,
which 1 did; before using ull of one
bottle 1 ft*lt better. I kept on with it
and to my great surprise I mu cured.
AH who miller from female complaints
should give it a trial.”—Miu.’ llocK
wii.r., 1209 S. Division St., (Juand
Rapids, Mich.
From a (i/ntrful Newark Woman.
“When I wrote to> you I was very
sick, had not been well for two years.
The doctors did not scout to help me,
and one said 1 could not live three
months. 1 bad womb trouble, falling,
ulcers, kidney and bladder
Thero seemed to be such a drawing!
and burning pain in my bowels that In
could not rest anywhere. After usisg
Lydia E. Philrliam’B Vegetable Com
pound and Sanative Wash and follow
ing your advice, 1 feel well again and
stronger than ever. My bowels feel as if
they had been made over new. With
many thanks for your help, i remain,
L. U., 74 Ann. Ht., Nkwakk, N. J.”
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QUICKLY CURES
HAY FEVERO#
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