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Let poets rave, as poets will,
About the heart nnd oul,
Aiul In dome nlch-toncd sonnet still
Their lofty worth extol.
I, who must wulk In humble ways
Ami modest muses woo,
I write this simple sorie to praise
The liver good anil true,
What'n heart or soul to mortal man,
Whiit's nn thing, nlck!
To us poor bilious creatures when
Th lHer's out of whnck7
WWlf S' ntlinent. 1 take It, Is
All well enough and nice,
Yet whin we como right down to "biz.
Tin Ihir cuts tho Ice.
So ilnn't you to tho spooney linrdV
Toft sentiment succumb.
To- 1m who highest truth mm ids
Will keep his liver plumb.
He knows that heart and bouI may bless
A mm tnl, In n way.
Hut oh' they're both "it. G." unless J
ih Your llxtr's nil "O. K."
im !! hi i i iimiiiii 111 mii'mnmiHF 1 1 iiiwii i 11 i n -
the tulip man!
I CopvriqMtd, JW.1, by The Author! 1'iibllifiing Company.
Ho was u tall, gaunt, whlto haired
old man of seventy or more. Ho lived
alone Just across tho Btreet, in an
old fashioned framo building, covered
with vines and creepers. In front was
little plot a narrow strip of
ground whero lilies of tho valley
trow in summer. Behind was n lung
garden filled In spring with rowi and
rows of blazing tulips.
I saw him first working with si little
hoe among tho bulbs with their long,
green leaves. After that I saw him
often. I would stop for a fow moments
on my way homo In tho ovenlng and
watch him while ho went up and down
tho long rows.
Ho asked mo to como in, ono even
ing, and look at his tulips. I wont; ho
showed mo tho different varloties,
otepplng among them with lnflnlto
coro. Then wo sat down on n llttlo
bench outsido of tho back door, where
bop vines climbed up tho side of the
house, and ho began the story of his
life. What prompted, him to tell it
was my asking if he never tried to
, Crow any flowers except tulips.
"Try, my man," he oald, absently,
thon was silent for a while. A far
away look camo into tho faded eyes.
Ho took his pipe from his mouth and
knocked tho ashes to tho ground.
"You've never heard then? I thought
everybody know about my Kitty
Kitty and hor tulips.
"It happened years ago ah, mo, so
long ago; but it's as fresh to mo as
vsr my Kitty's slranlo whlto faco
and dark, pansy, oyos." His coat
sleeve went across his eyes as It wip
ing away a tear.
"When I think of that morning
when I loft hor to go away out west, I
can always see tho tulips, too. They
woro somothlng like these, only ahl
such blood-red ones and such whlto
ones, so puro and delicate. Kitty,
with her white apron and whlto linen
sun-bonnet, always reminded me of
tho whlto ones.
"Sho lived out in tho country. The
house stood back from tho road and
you had to go down a long lano past
tho sheep pasturo and tho applo or
chard to And it I went to seo hor
ovcry day. Sho was all the world to
j. I saw him first working with a little
, hoe among the bulbs.
me. I lovod hor loved hor with all
. ny heart, and wo woro to be married
when I cai back back from tho
west, with j. pockets full of money.
I bent down nd kissed her nnd said,
'Well, good bye, Kitty good byo, my
girl. Keep a light heart till I como
back. Good bye.'
, " "But sho put hor head on rny shoul
der and cried, 'Oh, don't go, Jim
don't go,' she kept stvlug over and
- over to tho last. That was on tho
morning heforo I went away, out
among tho tulips, all by oursolvcs.
"1 thought of hor always. I wroto
to her every mall for moro than two
years, but then I stopped wrltlnc. for
there had come no answers to ray let
ters for a long, long time nearly a
year. I thought something had hap
pened to my letters that they nover
reached her. It was such an out of
tho way sort of place, whero I was.
Dut thero was monoy thcro If I would
onl stick to It, and I did for two
years longer, and then I wont home
home to my Kitty that I know was
waiting for me.
"Tho little station was only a short
way from tho houso about half a
"There she sat at the supper table."
mile. So I walked. I say walked, but
It was mora llko a run. I shaded my
oyes at tho head of the lane and
looked down, thinking I might see her
outsido, somewhere feeding tho
chickens, maybo, or sitting on tho
stoop. Dut I saw nothing of hor.
"To tho left In tho barnyard nn old
man was milking a llttlo black cow. I
passed on up tho path to tho front
door. I knocked; but evory thing was
quiet. Tho place whero tho tulips
grow was a wlldurnesB of weeds.
"'Kitty! Kitty!' I called; 'Kitty, my
girl, whore aro you?' I opened tho
door nnd went In. It wne only a baro,
smoke scented room, with a tablo In
tho confer, covered with dirty dishes
and newspapers.
"Tho old man camo up tho path
with n pall of milk in his hand. It
was old Den. Ho had worked on tho
placo as long ns I could rcmembor. I
mot him now on tho threshold.
"'Hollo, Jim, hello,' says ho; 'back
at last why, hollo, hello. A welcomo
"Welcomo? Welcome, with no Kit
ty; no Sweetheart to- clnlm my own;
no trnco of tho old times, nothing,
nothing only an old man?
"Wo sat down on the doorstep and
ho told mo all about It about Kitty,
her troubles with Joo Mi ans and
how sho finally had to marry him.
"Hor father and mother woro both
"Only Kitty loft only Den to tako
care of tho placo. No wonder my bead
went around. I couldn't listen. I had
to go away. I was nearly crazy
crazy to see Kitty.
"I struck oft over tho green fields;
went over tho rail fonco at a leap,
pushod through tho mllk-wocd and
wild goosoberry bushes, Thoro stood
tho houso! A window was open nnd 1
could look through It into tho kitchen.
I leaned against a big cherry tree and
looked. Thoro sho sat at tho supper
table tho samo white faco tho qamo
dark oyos tho samo Kitty I had
workod and grubbed for through four
long years.
"Joo Morgans eat at tho head of the
tablo. Dut I didn't look at hlra my
I eyes woro on Kitty,
"Well, I couldn't stay Oicto thrre
was no uso. Kitty lookon contented,
maybo sho was. I waited till I saw
her get up from the table nnd brush
tho crumbs from her lap, then I crept
away and walked all night.
"After that my money went: I
spent It; I gave It away waste I It
Why, I had lots of It. Why not? Uui
I lived longer than I expoctod, and fi
money went sooner than I expected I
drifted here nnd thcro. but when I
camo to this spot I settled down, ai.
I've inado up my mind to die Iioip
with my tulips. They irnl o mo thirl
of her Kitty In tho ol 1 iWvb, hefn-i'
anything happened, you know Kltt
wlth her whlto apron and white sin
bonnet Kitty knoclltig amoui; hi',
flowers, or loaning her little hend on
my big shoulder, snlng she'd now
like nnybody but inc."
Tho old man's chin snnU c his
breast, nn I ho was 811 -at for sniu
time. The si.ndowa or nlrht had fn.l
en. Lights were twinkling In tiu
whitlow s.
"It Is a sad story," I snld.
'Sad? Oh, yes, I suppose." ho ro
piled, rousing himself. "Hat I'm keep
lug you hero listening, my man. It 3
growing lite time for an old in in
like me to go to bed; so good night
Come over In thD mornltiR and I'll pull
you a bunch of tulips to tako ovor
home. Well, good night "
"Good night," I Bnld, nnd lcTt him,
It was n cold, bitter morning In win
ter. I paused at tho gato on my way
to tho olllco and looked across tho
street at the frost starred windows of
tho old man's houso nnd at tho smoko
less chimney. Ho was in tho habit of
rising early, and I stepped over to seo
If anything was the matter. Thoro
was no responso to my rap, so I turned
tho knob and pushed open tho door. A
porvaBlvo feeling of cold was In the
air. A pllo of plno shavings lay In
readiness on the hearth.
I went over to the bed, standing In
tho corner by tho stove, and there, I
with ono big hand thrown out over
tho thick, rod comforter, nnd tho blue
lips slightly parted, lay tho old man.
Ho had gone to wait for Kitty to
meet hor, perhaps who knows?
That day I visited tho undertaker
and searched tho city greenhouses for
his favorlto flowers. At last I found
some whlto ones, and tho next after
noon wo laid him away to rest, with
a tulip on his breast.
Minister Was Satisfied the Knots
Were 8afely Tied.
A, clergyman who Ivas Just roturned
from a trip to England' tells a story ho
heard thero of tho marriages mado on
certain feast days, whon no fco Is
charged and tho young couples como
u great numbors a long distance to
take advantago of the custom.
The custom Is not general, but local,
being confined to certain rurnl places
In tho vicinity of Manchester and Old
ham. "Upon ono of thoso occasions,"
tells tho clergyman, with a chuckle, "a
delegation of fifty young peoplo from
Oldham and the surrounding country
journeyed to Manchester, making a
picturesque grouping at tho Old Eng
lish church of St. Mark's. Each one
ot tho men carried a long staff or stick
as the peoplo thoro call a cano, and
each of tho young women brandished
an umbrella, the uso of which will bo
presently Been.
"After tho ceremony of marrying
tho lot was concluded, nnd tho crowd
was going down tho church alslo, one
young woman hurried back and Inter
cepted tho rector ns ho was going to
tho vestry.
" 'I theenk, meenstor,' sho pnntod,
'that you havo morrled mo to tho
wrong folly.'
"Don't let that worry you," said tho
rector, who was In a hurry, "sort your
selves as you go out, "you'ro all mar
ried fast enough," and acting on his
advlco, tlioy sorted out tho right pairs.
"On their way back to Oldham they
bought tho things necessary to light
housekeeping, stringing tho lighter
utonslls on tho sticks nnd umbrellas,
poised on their shouldors." Chicago
Itocord Herald.
Johnny's Little Joke.
A smnll boy In Old Greenwich vil
lage who has a keen sense, of humor
happened to bo rousod very early on n
recont morning. To his groat aston
ishment ho behold tho moon In tho
sky after sunrise
"Mother, mother," said ho, "I'vo got
a great Joko on tho Lord."
"Why, Johnny, what do you meant'
said his mother, shocked.
"Ho forgot to pull tho moon in,"
said Johnny. Now York Times.
The Spelling Bee.
Tho spcllln' bee wuz started fine
With Busy near tho head,
An' I was nex' to her in line.
An' saw her check so red.
I got through "phthisis." "extrophy."
And "voltlgeur" nil right;
Dut lookln' In her ves they both
Got Into "rhynchollto."
An' somo way, then. I don't know how.
Our hands begun to Jlno.
An' Susy spells her Inst nnmo now
Tho same way I do mlno.
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