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DONT FORGET THE OLD FOLKS. Hay. lon't forget the old folk, boys-theyve not forgotten you; Though rart have ptiwj slue you were horn, tho old hurts still are true; And not an evening passes by they haven't Hip desire To see your faces once again and hear your fooUtep. nlgher. You'r young and buoyant, and for you Hop beckons with her hands. And life spreads out a wavelets ea that lupa hut troplo itranda; The world la all before your far, but let your memories turn To whure fond henna atlll cherish you and loving bosoms yearn. No matter what your dutlea are nor what your place In life. There's never been a time they'd not amniine your lond of alrlfe; And ahrunken shoulders, trembling hand, and forma racked by dlaeuae, Would bravely dare the grave to bring to you the penrl of' peace. Bo don't forget the old folks, bnyg-tliey've not forgotten you: Though erara hnve niisaed since you were home, the old hearts stilt are true; And wrllo'lhem now and then to bring the light Into their eyes. And make .he world glow once attain and bluer gleum the sklt-s. 11 End of Love's Dream it They were not a romantic looking couple, both approaching the mark which tie world unfeelingly calls middle ago. Both were slightly In clined to embonpoint. She was pleuant and comfortable in appearance and gave the Impres sion of having arrived at that stage of existence when she no longer ex ported things to happen. Why, In deed, should she? They never had happened, to any extent: she had grown up. bad gone to school, pla cidly fallen la love and married and there a respectable woman's experi ence1 gboa'1 stop. He was also Inclined to placidity outwardly, at least but with a differ ence. Things had happened within hl memory. Indeed, he was even then going quietly over them and retroppectlon which does Hot include the partner of a man's Joys and sor rows is not only a dangerous luxury, but is a euro sign of boredom. They were traveling between Little Hock and Fort Smith. She was think ing busily of the number of pounds of sugar necessary to a given number of basket of cherries awaiting her housewifely care, and he well, his mind was concerned with cherries, too, but they were cherries in the blossom, tho snowy boughs of tho trees that had shaded a little village lane. I'nderneath the boughs stood a girl and a boy how well he remem ber! the face of the girl, the pink of her cheeks, the blue of her eyes, the brown of her balr ho could feel yet the sting of that braid of hair as Bhe switched it roughly In his face when bo tried to steal a kiss. Ho stole a side look at bis wife's plain, wholesome features and sighed, lie even wondered why his dream of the tree lane had never come true why ho had Just then the train slowed up at a little side station and In- became aware of an unusual bus tle on the platform. Ills wlfo said, with some excitement lu her voice: "John, 1 do believe a theatrical troupe is getting on here." John dimly remembered that Flora bud alwayx called him "Jack" as he unswered lazily: "Well, my dear, what of It? There Is plenty of room, Isn't there? I don't see any immediate need for my being Interested," and lapsed into the region of past delights again "what a mischief Flora has been" ho was rudely jolted back to the present anala by severe pinch from Mr. John. "For goodness sake, John, did you ver see such a get up?" "Kh what did you say, Margaret? Cot up where?" and following the direction of Lor eyes, he looked down the aisle. Ye gods, was he dreaming? It was Flora, Flora In the flesh, In fact more It was Flora In the flesh. so than when they had last met, not quite the Flora of the cherry tree, but unmistakably his early sweet heart the star of the barnstorming troupe. She came up the aisle talking loud ly to a dejected looking Individual whom ahe addressed as "Tommy." Her dress was brown, and the (eather In her hat a hat too large for travel ingwas green as a Brazilian bird's wing. The pink was In her cheeks as Is the days of the cherry trees, but It had a suggestion of permanency, un like the flitting ruses of fifteen years ago and her hair surely Flora's hair was brown, while the green par rot's wing shaded a voluminous pompadour of golden yellow. John was not sure by this time whether he was the most afraid she Compelled to slink down the aisle in the wake of a purple qown. wouldn't recognize him or most hoped Hhe would but it mattered little she did. In a moment she was hearing down upon them like a ship of TarxIiiHli In full sail and was shaking him warmly by the hand and talking us only Flora could do. "Surely this Is Jack Benton? I couldn't lio mistaken, though you have grown a lot stouter sime we met. Iion't you remember Flora Mar coy? If you don't then a man's mem ory for an old sweetheart Is a pretty thin thing." Poor John eould feel Margaret stiffen at the last sentence, and groaning in spirit he Introduced his wife to Miss Maicey, whose volubil ity made up for any awkwardness that Mrs. Benton's banner might have caused. "Jack and I were old sweethearts at Fort Smith. Lord, what larks we used to have in the old days, after school and coming home from choir practice. I never thought of going on the stage in those days, but talent will not be suppressed and here I am. It looks like fate, our meeting like this, doesn't it?" John shuffled nervously and cursed fate Inwardly and presently the clat ter went on again. "Where are you living? Still at Fort Smith. Well, I never: our cir cuit closes fifteen miles from there and I'm going to take a holiday. I believe I'll Just drop down on you folks fur a month's change. If the old place Is as slow as It used to be It will make an elegant place to rest." Benton looked beseechingly at his wife, but she appeared oblivious to the fact that he was still on the face of the globe he hesitated a minute and then, remembering the boy and girl friendship, he glanced at bis wife and said defiantly: "Wo should be awfully pleased to have you." , And Mrs. Benton astonished him by adding with suspicious friendli ness: "Yes, do come, we shall be per fectly delighted." With more astuteness than ber huBband would have given her credit for, Mrs. B. had come to the con clusion that a dose of an old sweet heartwhen she Is as Impossible as Flora Is almost as good for a man as an occasional dose of rheubarb. Flora came Jabs Eenton saw but Mrs Benton conquered. Forth from Flora's voluminous baggage came gowrs fearfully and wonderfully constructed from mate rials which might have just arrived from an Indian bazaar. The hat with the green feather was not a circum stance to the creations which crown ed Flora's yellow pompadour wbe'n she Impersonated the heroine In some glowing melodrama and she wore them ail at Fort Smith. On Sundays Mrs. Benton systemati cally manufactured excuses to remain away from service, and Johg, who liked to see women garbed as soberly as Quakers, was compelled to slink down the aisle In the wako of a pur ple gown and a green and purple vel vet Gainsborough hat. Four weeks went by and still Flora showed no signs of an early flitting. Mrs. Benton absolutely refused to offer suggestions, so lu a momont of desperation Benton bethought him self of an old-time feud between his mother and Flora, which dated back to his and Flora's schooldays. He wired his mother at one, "Need you here Immediately, do not fall mo," and well did he know that the first available train would bring the faith ful soul. At dinner that, day he casu ally announced that he expected his mother that night, or the next morn ing, at least. In the afternoon Flora received a mysterious message presumably from Marco which demanded her Immediate presence elsewhere, and by 5:30 tho Benton household knew ber no more. Tho next morning found John In bed with a racking nervous headache. As Mrs. H.nton waited upon blm in her quiet restful way ho wondered how he could ever have been fool enough to fancy himself tired of such a woman. Catching her hand and pressing his cheek against It boyish ly, he said reproachfully: "Margaret, how could you what made you act so, and try to keep her?" With a spice of mischief In her calm gray eyes she smoothed bis bead and answered: "Well, you see, John, dear, I bad noticed In you a growing tendency to talking In your sleep you seemed to have restless dreams about a mysteri ous 'Flora,' who was connected In an odd way with cherry trees and equally youthful things. So when I met Flora, It occurred to me that at last I saw a way to restoro your dreamless sleep and my own peace of mind, which, I don't mind telling you now was fast slipping away. I'm a homeopathlst, you know, and well, some poisons are their own an tidote?, when given In proper quan tities. Was I right. John?" He kissed her hand and sold: "As you always are, darling, but don't .you think you pavo me an un necessarily large dose?" She shook her head laughingly. "You see, I didn't want to risk a repetition." V.Ian Clare Howard lp Chicago American. DID GOOD SAMARITAN ACT. But the Boy's Employer Took Some ot the Credit to Himself. He walked along with a lordly strut, bead In nlr and shoulders well back. At Liberty street and Broadway ho saw a Ixiy searching for something In the snow. The youngster, about H, was t rying as ir his heart would break. "What's the matter, little man?" he asked kindly. "My boss gave me $1 to buy soma benzine, and I've lost It. lioohoo hoo." "Well, now, don't be a baby. Tell me all about It." The child told him. "Now, take me to your boss," said he of th lordly strut. Very unwillingly the boy led him to an office on the fifth floor, where sat a fierce-looking man. "I beg your pardon, sir. for this In trusion, but I've called on a personal matter that concerns us both," said the stranger. "This Is your office boy?" "Yes." "And did you give him to buy some benzine?" "Yes." "You are sure he had the money?" "Certainly." "Well, he lost It. I Bimply wanted to make sure he had It. I'm going to make It good, so that you will not take It out of his wages or punish him. Here, boy, take this dollar and run along and buy the benzine." "I'll see that you don't make It good!" cried the employer, taking out a roll of bills as big as a man's leg and peeling off a dollar. "Here you are, Charlie. Don't worry. Be a little more careful next time." "The boy won't be punished?" "No." "Good morning." "Good morning." And the lordly strut was continued up Broadway. New York Press, Suppression of Betting. The government of Jersey has set this country an example of how to suppress betting, says an English ex change. Offering or taking bets Is punishable by a fine of 10 pounds for the first offense and 100 pounds or six months' hard labor for the second of fanse. Weight Elephant Can Carry. A full-grown elephant can earn three toqs ca bJs back. 1 1 1 - -5HSWS THE BOY AND HIS NEW MAMMA. Little One Gives Pitiful Answer to - Embarrassing Question. "Every little whllo the Infant terri ble proves to us afresh our barbarism In burdening the budding mind with grownup questions," remarked the pretty girl in the new hat. "Only last night, when we were at Uncle Jack's, this was demonstrated by a small boy who ought to have been In the nur sery. Of course there was an old goose of a man there, too, who bad to ask Jack, Jr., how ho liked his new mumma. Really, It's a question If those uncivilized members of society aren't as much a mlstako as the poor children who are doubly victims. At any rate xor little Jack, Jr., after a vast and troubled effort, which Bhowed he had been wrestling hard to decide whether ho liked the face of hl new Dhltnma, answered in bin sleepily plti ful imps, 'I llkths 'er, on'y' with deep conviction 'I don't link she Ith the wery new." " Philadelphia Record. HE'D BEEN TO MARKET. City Youngster's Idea of What a Chicken Looked Like. Arthur was one of the little unfor tunate array of five-year-olds that lives on Fifth avenue, where he has everything to bis heart's content ex cept mud pies and thlngtt a boy's heart really craves. Not long ago one of Arthur's uncles bought a country seat on Long Inland barns, horses, cows, chickens and other rural con veniences included. Recently Arthur was allowed to visit tho "farm." and to Inspect the same at his leisure. One of the first things he say was a Btrange creature on two legs, with wings and a munla for scratching gravel. "What's that thing?" he asked. "That's a chicken." was explained. "Oh, no." lie said incredulously, "you can't fool mo; that thlng's'.got feathers on It." New York Times. The Wine Bath. One of tho lovely matrons often seen at Sherry's In the afternoon linn at last given out the secret of her complexion, which all other women, whether Jealous or not, call "divine." She whispered to a bevy of fair friends. "It Is due altogether to wine. Let us keep the secret among us, or all complexions will be as good as ours." But I drink wlno and my complexion Is horrid." pouted one. "Drink It?" exclaimed the beauty. "How on earth, my dear, can you expect to drink wine and have a complexion?" "You have Just said that yours Is due to wlno." "Ah, but I did not say that I drink the stuff; I bathe In it." Sensation. New York Press. Accident Spoiled His Chances. Secretary Cortelyon, the new cabi net member, was sitting In his tem porary quarters a day or two after ho bad been Installed In office, when a man weighing something over 2m.' pounds came in and applied for a plan) as mail messenger or clerk. At that time tho secretary's' office furniture consisted of a small desk and two more or less shaky chairs. The visitor sat down and was urging his Illness when the chair gave way and he fell to the floor. "There," exclaimed Sec retary Cortelyou, "you have destroyed one-third of my department. Yuu may he all right as a mall runner, but I do not think you will be a success io a sedentary position." Old Custom Still Survive In tho tower of St. Mary's church, Morley, Yorkshire. England, hangs an ancient bell bearing tho date 11(19. Every Shroe Tuesday morning It Is rung for one hour and the custom has been followed for centuries, although its origin is quite unknown. The peo ple of the locality believe that It has some connection with the baking of pancakes on the day before Lent; hence its name, the "pancake bell." On the last occasion of the ringing scores of people went into the belfry to take a pull at the rope in order that they might claim some share in the traditional usage. Compliment, but No Cash. Mrs. Julia O'Toolo of Boston has the (satisfaction of knowing that her beau U I" muttur of court record. She had been awarded a verdict of $20. mil) against the Old Colony Street Railroad company on account of injuries sus tained. This verdict was set aside on appeal, the Supremo Court holding that the Jury In the court trial had been "carristj off their feet" through their admiration fur the plaintiff. Mrs. O'Toole will carry the case nil) higher. The Movement of Ethergrams. A plausible explanation of tha fact Aoted by Marconi that ethergrams travel farther by night than by day Is that of M. 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