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There are times when life Is something more than meat and drink and sleep;
When the surface shows no ripple though the stream Is swift and deep;
When the good that's In the worst of us has taken us In tow
And has tanned love's fading embers till they flash again and glow;
When we feel there's something in us has escaped the madding crowd—
When It's quiet In the evening and the clock ticks loud.
When the grate fire's crimson afterglow is graying Into gloom.
When there's none but she and you within that cozy little room,
When the cat upon the hearth rug yawns and drifts again to dreams,
Then how very like the heaven we have learned to long for seems
That delightful little chamber with the magic charm endowed—
When It's quiet In the evening and the clock ticks loud.
Not a word to break the stillness, yet there's music In the air —
Music born of softest silence, music sweet and low and rare;
For the one who sits beside you Is your sweetheart, and you know
That she loves you, for she wed you many patient years ago;
And her love songs, born of silence, make you brave and great and proud.
When It's quiet In the evening and the clock ticks loud.
•—New York Times.
A Converted Clergyman
HE Reverend Boswell Holland
sat alone In his study. The room
which, though small, had been
dignified with the name of study, was
the best and pleasantest room in the
house, and In It were drawn together
all the best that the house afforded—
here was the prettiest paper and the
best carpet, the only lounge, the easi
est rocking chair, the gayest table
cover, the best lamp, and the prettiest
ornaments, all gathered here by his
young wife's unselfish devotion, and
her husband's devoted selfishness.
A tall, stout, well-made, florid young
man. never Intended by nature for any
aedentary life; one whose broad shoul
ders and strong arms would have made
a better and healthier man of him In
the field or workshop: one who as a
farmer or machinist might have made
something of his muscular Inheritance,
but who had beon thrust Into a posi
tion he was wholly unfitted for by
the weak ambition of a doting mother
and the vanity and self-indulgent In
dolence of his own character.
A gentle step, a timid deprecating
tap at the study door. "Eyes right—
attention!" In one moment, like a sol
dier on drill, the reverend gentleman
had wheeled Into position at the table,
snatched up a pen, dipped It Into the
Ink, and held It suspended over the
paper, as he said In the half-annoyed
tones of a person suddenly disturbed In
some absorbing train of thought:
"You can come In."
Softly the door was pushed ajar,
and a sweet young face, fair and fresh
as an apple blossom, and framed In
braids of soft brown hair, peeped tim
idly in.
"Quite alone, dear?" she asked,
glancing round the apartment; and
then satisfied that he was so, the wife
came In—a girlish figure, though one
arm clasped her sleeping baby to her
bosom; In the other hand she bore a
small tray with snowy white cloth.
Pausing a moment on her way to de
posit the child among the cushions of
the lounge, she came to her husband's
"What have you got there. Lucy?"
he said In half-reproachful tones,
though his eager eyes contradicted his
assumed indifference.
"Only a little lunch for you, dear,"
said the little wife, coaxlngly, and she
removed the desk and set the l4tle
tray before him.
"You silly child! what Is It?" Lucy
raised the cover and revealed a small
Juicy beefsteak, temptingly cooked, a
biscuit, and a cup of steaming tea.
"Oh, I have not any appetite; I do not
want It," said the husband, making a
very faint demonstration of pushing It
from him.
"Yes, you do, doar; I know best.
Did not you tell me yourself that
brains needed food, and that mental
labor was more exhausting than any
other? Take a little sip of the tea
first, dear, and maybe that will bring
an appetite."
"You are a little goose, Lucy," said
the Reverend Boswell, as he took the
cup from her band; and so, just to
please the affectionate little thing, he
ate and drank all she had provided—
and he did It, too, Just as If he relish
ed every mouthful. You would never
have guessed be did not relish It Ob,
he was such a good man! And Lucy
sat by, delighted that her Idol had
condescended to accept her meat and
drink offerings.
"There now; these poor, doar, tired
brains will feel a|l the better," she
said, laying her soft band carelessly on
bis low brow. • "It Is too bad for you
to sit here, hard at work, all this love
ly day; but tell me, have you worked
very hard this morning?"
"Well, no, not very," said the self
convicted Idler. "It Is too warm to do
"Warm here, dear?" said Mrs. Hol
land, glancing round the cool, fresh,
orderly little room, and contrasting It
with the kitchen, the heated scene of
her own labors. "Then It must be be
cause you feel weak; do you?"
"I thought you would come up and
read for me, Lucy; I have been expect
ing you."
"But I could not come to-day, you
know," said the wife, deprecatingly.
"It's washing day!"
"Well, what If It Is? You do not
wash, I presume."
"No, dear, not exactly; but Katie
"But you are not Katie."
"I beg your pardon, but I am on
washing and Ironing days."
"What do you mean?"
"Only, of course, that when Katie Is
washing. I have her dally work to do."
"I do not see what great amount of
work the<re can be to do In such a fam
ily as ours." .
"That Is because It Is not In your
line, Boswell. If It was you would
soon find out that there Is work to be
done In every well-managed family,
however small; and where there Is a
baby, and only one Inexperienced ser
vant, there Is a good deal of work to
be done."
"Work, work!" said the parson, fret
fully. "One would think to hear you
talk of your work, that we lived In a
palace and entertained company every
day of our lives."
"I am very thankful that we do
not," laughed the sweet-tempered little
"Well, I can't understand It, I'm
sure. Do tell me now what have you
had to do this morning."
"I will," said Lucy, seating herself
on the lounge by hor child. "It Is a
fine day, and Katie has a very large
wash; so I set her at work early, and
I made the beds and put the rooms In
order, and then I cleared away the
breakfast things, and swept and dust
ed the parlor and entry; and I put
fresh flowers In the vases, and I pick
ed and shelled the peas, and made the
pudding, and cooked your steak, and
tended the baby-"
"Well, he Is asleep."
"Yes, he is now; but he was wide
awake all the morning, and Just as
cunning as he could be. I only wish
you had seen him when I-"
"Oh, yes, I dare say; but I don't
care to hear about It"
Lucy bent down over the sleeping
child to pat and kiss him, and when
she raised her bead there was a tear
on the baby's dimpled cheek. Poor
little thing! Had he been weeping in
his sleep? for the mother's fair face
was as unruffled as before.
Are you coming to read to me,
Lucy ?
Lucy hesitated.
"I will If I can—after dinner.
"Oh. 1 am going out to dine with the
"You are! Why. Mr. Holland, you
did not tell me!"
"No, I did not think of It; and I do
not suppose It makes much difference
to you."
"I thought it would be a good day
for you to go over to see that old deaf
Mrs. Otis. 1 hear she tells everybody
she does not know her minister by
"Well, she won't acquire that knowl
edge to-day, any way. Mary Denny
promised to call for me at the Allens'
and take me for a drive In her pony
carriage down to the lower mills at the
Pond, and that Is much pleasanter."
"Of course It Is; and such a lovely
day, too. You will have a charming
ride. I am so glad! It will do you
good to leave your writing, I am sure."
"Yes; but abqut that old Mrs. Otis!
Can't you go there Instead of me? You
"Of coarse I could. Bat she is so
cross I am half afraid of her; and be
sides, it Is you she wants to see, not
"Let her take the best she can get"
said the unconscious egotist; "I can't
"Shall you be home to tea, Boe
"I rather think not Mary said she
would leave me up at the White's on
our .way bomeq they are to have the
choir up there this evening; they said
something about your coming, but I
told them It was of no use to ask you.
for I knew you would not leave the
baby all the evening."
"Of course I could not." said the
wife, picking up her baby and the tray.
"You will have a beautiful day; I half
envy you the nice ride; but I'm sure
you need It, and If I were you I would
not write another word to-day. Just
lie down on the lounge and take a nap,
and you will be all rested and bright
by dinner time. If any one calls I
will say you are engaged (you are, you
know, engaged for dinner) and I'll call
you In time to dress, and bring you
some hot water. Now take my ad
vice," and nodding and smiling, the un
selfish woman drew down the shades
and left him.
And this was but a sample of their |
dally lives.
Mrs. Briant, Lucy's mother, was a |
widow of some property. After the
marriage of all her children she had I
broken up housekeeping, and had been
making a long visit to each of her two
married sons, and now she wrote to
say If It was agreeable to Mr. and
Mrs. Holland, she would come and |
make them a visit of a few weeks.
Of course Lucy, who was the young
est child and only daughter, was de
lighted. She came, all tears and smiles |
and blushes, to show the welcome let
ter to her husband. Of course he was
not quite so much elated at the pros
pect; It was not to be expected he
should be; and most wives would have
resented his unsympathlzlng coldness;
but Lucy had such a pretty, winning
way. and then she had. all uncon
sclously, learned the habit of arguing
with him through his own Interests.
"Mother is so cheerful," she said,
"and so pleasant, you will find her
excellent company; and then she is
such a splendid housekeeper, and
knows everything, and Katie and I are
so Inexperienced. She is a capital
cook, too, and makes things go as far
again as I can. And such nice things
as she can make! I am only afraid
after she has been here you will think
I don't know anything: but I shall
keep my eyes open, and try to learn
her way of doing things. I did not
think half enough of It while I lived
at home. And then she has had so
much experience with children, she is
ns good as a doctor: and I am such a
little goose If anything alls the baby;
but I shall feel as if he is all right If
I can pop him into mother's arms,
and I shall not have to rout you up
at night to go for the doctor every
time he screws l}ls dear little face up
Into a pucker; and then she Is so fond
of bablrn I dare say she will tend him
half the time: and think how much
more time I shall have to read to you
and make parish calls!"
straight through his shallowness down
to his selfishness and Indolence. Of
In due course of time Mrs. Briant
made her appearance. She was a deli
cate, pleasing, lady-llke little woman,
with sweet brown eyes and a marvel
ously sweet voice, that
thing In woman.
Nemesis in gentler form or more al
luring guise: but It was Nemesis all
the same. She was an acute and ob
serving woman; there was quiet but
keen penetration In those soft brown
eyes, but there was no bitterness about
Never yet came
She read her son-in-law's character
at once; the soft brown eyes
course her motherly Instincts were all
on Lucy's side, who, she saw, was
drooping under a burden of care be
yond her strength: but she never
thought of making her unhappy by
pointing out her husband's faults to
her; on tho contrary, she always prais
ed him wherever she conscientiously
could, treated him with marked defer
ence, and made him more comfortable
in a dozen little ways, while she was
all the time quietly loosening his wife s
bohds and transferring them to him.
"Mr. Holland," she said to him one
day, In her sweet, gracious way, "will
you have the kindness to pick us some
peas for dinner to-day?"
"Me? I pick the peas?" asked the
astonished son-in-law.
hastily Interposed
"Ob, no, no;"
Lucy; "I will get them; I was Just go
ing." * f
"My dear child, no! The vines are
wet with last night's rain; and with
your thin dress! I would not have you
do It for the world: and I am sure Mr.
Holland would not hear of such a
No. no! certainly not," said the rev-1
erend gentleman; "It is not fit for her,
of course;'' though he remembered un
easily how many times she had done It,
even In the rain. "But cannot Kate
get them?"
"I do not think she can." said the
gentle voice; "she Is very busy Ironing
your shirts, and she does them very
well, but she Is very slow. I could
shell the peas If I had them; but It
Is no matter: If you do not care about
them, we will do without. We have
only plain boiled corned beef to-day,
and I thought you would like some
vegetable besides potatoes with It;
but please don't go If you don't want
But Mr. Holland was an epicure In
a small way and he did not fancy a
dinner of beef and potatoes. So he
went and from that day the picking of
the peas, beans, cucumbers and toma
toes was, without any talk, dropped
quietly into bis bands.
And so with many other little out
of-door duties which usually devolve
upon the master of the house, but
which Lacy, In her loving eagerness to
spare her husband time and trouble,
had Indiscreetly taken upon herself;
Mrs. Briant laughingly accused her of
over offlclousness, quietly took them
out of her hands and restored them to
their rightful owner. And all this was
done so sweetly by the amiable law
giver that neither party could gainsay
her, and the mystified minister really
1'elt she was sustaining him In his
rightful authority. Indeed, he was
morally and physically a better, hap
pier and more useful man for the
hoalthy out-of-door employments to
which her sagacious administration
| had subjected him. He dawdled less
with his pen, and wrote better when
| he did write,
I near its Intended close., the gentle llt
tie tactician had her leviathan pretty
well In hand; for though quiet In her
advances as the Incoming tide, she was
quite as irresistible. Lucy, cheered
| by her mother's presence and silent
By the time Mrs. Briant's visit drew
support, and set free from the house
hold bonds that had so oppressed and
enthralled her, was herself once more.
| She had regained her natural elasticity
of step and feeling, and brought out
by her mother's judicious management
she had taken and worthily filled her
proper place In the parish as the min
ister's wife, and was beloved and re
spected In the congregation,
have been thinking, my dear Mr.
Holland." said Mrs. Briant in her most
mellifluent tones, one day when the
BOU P had Presided over had given
hlm g rpat ««tisfactlon. "that after
I leave 5™. Lucy had better have a sec
ond ^ rl - . ^.
Mr. Holland looked up In blank sur
P rise - and caln, 'y and sweetly the lady
' went on:
she K 0C9 > is very inefficient,
honest, but she Is a miserable cook,
and very wasteful. But all such young
Rlrls are: they waste half enough to
keep a family. And the washes are
very heavy; gentlemen and babies,
8 he said, with a rippling laugh, 'make
a Ki'oat deal of washing, you know,
and Katie Is vary slow, and If you
have to put It out that Is very ex
And then there Is so much
"Katie, though a good girl as far as
She Is
sewing to be done.
I did hope we
should find time to make up your new
linen before I left, but It Is not cut
out yet, and Lucy will never get
through a dozen shirts alone. Poor
girl! the parish and the babÿ make
such heavy demands upon her time, I
think she will have to put your shirts
out to be made." And with a few
pleasant remarks about the parish and
the weather, she smilingly withdrew.
But the good seed had been carefully
sown. The parson, though not over
wise In general, was sharp and shrewd
where money was in question, and
knew the full value of dollars and
cents. He took the matter Into con
sideration, nicely balanced the pros and
cons. He knew that Mrs. Briant in
her quiet, lady-llke way, had been
very efficient In his family; she super
intended the cooking, and under her
diroctlon were prepared the savory
meats that his soul loved. He knew,
too, that since her advent among them
j his weekly expenses had been lessen
ed not i ncrett8fd . He knew that the
liberal board which she had Insisted
upon paying ever since she had been
with them amounted to half as much
as his salary, while her generous gifts
supplied many needs of the little
| Houseljold. He knew that she relieved
his wife of much care and labor; and
that her experience during the baby's
troubles In the ivory business, upon
which he had just entered, had already
saved him the fatigue and expense of
many a visit to the doctor: and all
j ^ese loving services were freely giv
j to p e gi n with, and how much In waste
| and discomfort? And as to putting
| ou ^ washing and sewing, those were
en. On the other hand. If she left, all
this must stop. An additional servant
would cost him throe dollars a week,
bugbears of unknown expense which
| he cou i d no t estimate. The parson
drew his conclusion—he was used to
that business; "In conclusion" was bis
I favorite portion of his sermon—so, In
conclusion, he requested Lucy to Invite
her mother to become a permanent
member of the family; and Lucy, who
| in her unselfishness thought dear
Bozzy did It all for her sake, could
not express her Joy and gratitude.
And now you know the reason the
I Reverend Boswell Holland resembled
SL Peter. Don't you see? He had a
| "wife's mother" m the house!—Wav
It I try Jo*t now.
"Say, I'd like the Job of setting a
little of It at work for a week or so.
I'd have It putting In eighteen hours
a day and sixty minutes every hour
and nothing off for meals. Oh, I'd
keep It busy all right, all right"-—
I Cleveland Plain Dealer. ■
a Young man, don t turn down a leap
I J*ar proposal because the girl can't
of j cook. She may be able to pay your
eiley Magazine.
Idleness Discouraged.
"I see It stated that there Is
alarming lot of Idle money In the coun
The Two Fleets Came Within Ten
Miles of Each Other During the Day
But During the Night Russians Got
Away—Japanese Lost 8,000 Men in
Two Days Engagement.
Tokio, July 4—The Vladivostock
squadron eluded Vice Admiral Kaml
mura's squadron eastward of the Isl
and of Tsu Friday night in the dark
ness. A drizzling rain and fog favored
the Russian vessels.
The two squadrons met early in the
evening, the Russians being north of
Iki Island and the Japanese south of
Tsu Island. They were 10 miles apart.
The Russians bolted to the northeast
when they were discovered by Vice
Admiral Kamimura. The latter chased
them at full speed. The Japanese tor
pedo boats steamed ahead and entered
within the range of Russian guns. The
Russian vessels vigorously shelled the
Japanese torpedo boats. This firing
confirms the cannonading on Iki Island
and gave the impression that an en
gagement was in progress.
Vice Admiral Kamimura was only
eight or nine miles in the rear, when
the Russian vessels extinguished their
lights and disappeared in the darkness.
At that time the Japanese torpedo
boats were pressing the Russians, who
had been using their searchlights. The
torpedo boats failed to get close
enough to the Russian boats to dis
charge torpedoes.
Japanese Lose Heavily.
Liaoyang, July 4.—The recent suc
cesses of the Russians at Dalin and in
Major General Mlshtchenko's engage
ments with the Japanese have engen
dered a much better feeling here. It
is reported that in the fighting of
June 26 and 27, the Japanese lost
8,000 men, and that their losses in the
operations against Mlshtchenko were
A striking feature of the last en
gagement at Dalin, as well as In the
fight with General Mlshtchenko's force,
was that the Japanese tried the bayo
net charge, to which they had not been
previously partial. Their lines went
to the charge with loud cries of "Aiyar,
aiyar," but almost to a man were
mowed down by the Russian rifle.
One of the Japanese prisoners cap
tured by General Mlshtchenko states
that the provisions of the Japanese are
running out and that the troops are
badly fed. For two days prior to his
capture, the prisoner said, the Japan
ese had eaten nothing, and this state
ment is confirmed by Chinese. The
Japanese commissary Is entirely sup
plied from Japan and consequently is
dependent upon sea communication,
and the effect of the loss of any boats
in the recent storm is beginning to be
severely felt.
Sporting News.
There was no baseball played in
Brooklyn Sunday.
Larry Temple and Joe Walcott, both
of New York, fought 10 hard rounds
to a draw recently at Baltimore be
fore the Eureka Athletic club.
Willie Anderson, the golf expert of
Apawamis, N. Y., holds both national
and western open championship titles
because In an exciting finish of the
western event at the Grand Rapids,
Mich., links Saturday he gained the
western title from the holder, Alex
ander Smith of Nassau.
The oarsmen of Yale again showed
their superiority over those of Harvard
at New London Friday by winning the
'varsity race for the fifth consecutive
time and showing that they would
probably have won the four oared
race but for a mishap. Since these
contests began in 1876 Yale has been
successful In 18 races and Harvard in
Joe Pearson, the crack runner of
the Spokane Amateur Athletic club,
not only demonstrated Saturday that
he is the fastest sprinter In the north
west, but added laurels to his record
by breaking the record In the 220 yard
dash, and winning the quarter mile
in 50 3-6 seconds. He ran the hun
dred yards in 10 seconds flat.
Merritt of Spokane proved to be
the fastest distance man on the
ground, winning the mile and half
mile, while Shearer of Spokane proved
the best at the weights, winning the
shotput, and getting second place in
the hammer throw and tossing the 56
pound weight. Spokane won the re
lay race. Portland got the best of the
points with 60; Spokane had 51; Van
couver 11.
Competition was between the cracks
of Washington, Oregon and British Co
lumbia. The events occurred at Van
couver, B. C., were under the sanction
and governed by the rules of the North
Pacific Amateur Athletic association.
English Lad, ridden by Jockey Eddie
Dominick of St. Louis, and owned by
Fred Cook, also of St. Louis, won the
St. Louis derby and a purse of $13,^45
In a gallop at the Fair Grounds Sat

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