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ooirr nOME TO maRY.
niri)3 seem slngln' all tlio way
Goln' homo to Mary:
Roses on a winter's day.
Coin' home to Mary.
I can hour my heart keep tlmo
"With the hells that sweetly chime;
Happiest man that lives when I'm
Goln' home to Mary!
Far away her smile I see,
Goln' homo to Mary:
How It lights tlio way fer mo,
Goln' home to Mary!
There, In groves where nests the dove,
In a cot with blooms above.
Still she lights the lamps o' love
Goln' home to Mary!
Down the wall; come pattcrln' feet,
Goln" homo to Mary;
Children's wraa an' kisses sweet,
Goln' home to Mary,
r.ob comes cllmbln" to my knee,
Katie wants a Ulss from me;
"'Loves mo all tho world." says she,
Homo with love an' Mary!
Shine tho lights for evermore,
Gola" home to Mary!
Love still leads me to the door,
Goln' home to Mary.
For her sake my toll Is sweet.
Tor her sake my hcart'll beat
Till It's dust beneath her feet
Gcln' homo to Mary!
-rrunl; L. Stanton, In Chlcaco Times
Herald THE TltAlN CANNOT WAIT
She is just IS, with golden linlr and
pray eyes largo gray eyes that laugh
just ns well us her ml lips; her figure,
though a little frail, makes one think
hat a pretty woman she will be soon.
Her hands anil arms are those of a
child is she not still a child? Clarn
left school but a fortnight ago. She
is the beloved nnd only daughter of a
rich miller in the neighborhood of
Avosnes.
Nothing is more poetical than a mill
In the country. It does not disturb the
silence of the air with its monotonous)
tlc-tac; on the contrary, its noise,
strong and regular, is like an nccom
pauiment to the many other noises of
tho wind, nnd of the trees, nnd of the
birds. Clarn was charmed with it all.
During a few days after her arrival
"the whole house was upset, making nnd
receiving calls, dinner parties, dancing
parties, lawn tennis; the days were not
long enough to hold their pleasures.
Then all wns quiet at the mill.
In the orchard, which was large, the
walks were spread over with sand,
nnd the trees, loaded with fruit, afford
ed a beautiful shady grove. This was
Clara's favorite nook; here she would
go and read poetry. She had beengivin
the works of Lamnrtine, beautifully
bound. Now, Lamnrtine, is a ery ten
der joet, nnd Clara was still in her
tecn.s. and this was summer, nnd the
fragrance of the, flowers nnd the mur
mur of the breeze acted on her young
mind; and through this book she would
dream of things she had never dreamed
of before.
One day her mother asked her if she
remembered her cousin Albert.
"Oh. yes, indeed," said she. This nn
fiwer came from her heart- she blush nl
and from her neck to her brow slid
. folt that sort of electricity that is pro-
Mluced by a little shame and a grcit
pleasure.
"Well," said her mother, "yon will
see him very soon."
Clara was about to say: "Oh, how
fjlad I am!" but she thought it more
proper to say nothing.
And why was she silent? I will tell
you. It was because she hnd read La
mnrtine. Why! does poetry malic one
false? Well. I don't know, but it speaks
uf love and what is love?
"Well," said Clara, "I have not sen
lilm for two years. I suppose he is
changed!"
"Not more than you." said her mother,
-casting n loving glance of admiration
"to her daughter; "you were a little girl
when you went away you are a young
lady now."
Clara ran off to her beloved grove to
hide the blushes on her checks nnd tho
beatings of her heart. She sat down,
drew from her pocket her volume of
poetry, but read not n line.
Albert arrived a few days before he
-was expected, but she was thinking of
him. She always had roses on her
checks, but these roses changed into
peonies when she saw him, nnd her
hands trembled. lie took hold of those
Lands and kissed her on both cheeks.
He wns a medical student who had not
yd In his brain the least thought of
any th in;' serious; he had suddenly dis
covered in himself a vocation for the
beautiful science of Aesculapius, that
lie might go to Paris to spend a few
years of his life and waste a few thou
. sands of his father's francs.
"A1i I little cousin," said he, "you are
pretty now. Why, I am afraid I shall
fall In love with jou."
She looked at him, not knowing what
1o say.
"Have you forgotten the good times
we had in this garden, end over there in
tho woods?"
"Oh, no," said she.
"And when we would go rowing and
I would scars you by swinging to and
fro in the boat to capsize you?"
"Oh. no, 1 remember it nil."
"Then why don't you put your arms
nround my neck and say pleasant things
to me as j ou did then ?"
"I don't know," she fultcrcd.
Then he said to himself: "This cousin
of mine must he a little simpleton."
"Well," said he, aloud, "and what Is
this book?"
"Lamnrtine. It Is bi-autiful."
"I don't think so. I think It stupid"
then seeing that she was somewhat
-abashed, he added: "Why does it dis
please you that I should not care for
J.amartine?"
"Uccnuso I love bin poems."
''Well, If I read poetry I want Alftcd
Sdo Mussct. I shall send you his works
when I get to Paris."
At this moment they heard a quick
nnd firm stop on the sandy walk, and a
young man came upon them.
"Excuse rac, mademoiselle." said he,
"1 have just learned tlint Albert Is here
tvnd 1 have come to shake hands."
An old saying came to Clara's mind:
"Two is comnnnv: three is a crowd."
She was too well behaved to say It, bo j
Bhs it the two young men together.
When alone, sho reflected that Albert
was a very nice cousin, nnd mightiuako
a very good husband; as for hit friend
'well, he wns a very good looking man,
nnd might Iks a CTy nico fellow hut
what a difference between tho tw o.
"Your cousin is n charming girl," said
Jack.
"Oh, yes, but she is only a school girl,
"Well, what else can sho bo? Sho in
just out of school aiul not a woman yet.
Do you know what were my thoughts
as I looked at you both?
"How can I know?"
"I was thinking that you would mako
a pretty couple."
"Now, Jack, what harm have I ever
done you that you should want to chain
me down?"
"Are you not 25?"
"Is that old age?"
"Would you give en old mnn to your
cousin, who will bo only 19 next year?"
"Ill two years sho will be 20 that
will be better still. Then I will be a seri
ous man and an M. D. Clara is a good
match; our fortunate?, are about equal.
I think I might make a living in this
country. Well, who knows whnt may
happen one day? I have plenty of time
to think of it."
"I think your cousin deserves better
than that, and you ought to be in lovo
with her."
"What! Lovo at first sight! I do
think- Clara is pretty, but plenty of
time plenty of time!"
Everybody seemed happy at the mill;
even Clara, who listened with pleasure
to the compliments of her cousin when
cv er he chanced to bo with her, and she
thought him so witty that she quite for
got to-show her own wit before him.
In the meantime sho was hoping that
he would propose before going back to
Paris, but the last day dawned, nnd lio
had not said the least word about mar
riage. Shu hoped till tho last hour;
then, till the last minute.
Albert gave kisses all around and eaid
to her: "I will come hack next year.
I will write to you, and send Muiect's
w-orlvs, as I promised."
She plucked up courage and said ti
him:
"Is that ail you want to promise, Al
bcrt?" He understood what she meant, but
would not promise more, and as his eyes
rested on the clock he said:
"Good-bj-, cousin; the train Is here i
it cannot wait."
The life of a student, especially that
of a student who does not study, is just
as tiresome as any other.
There comes a time when he gets
tired of beer, wine and cigars.
Albert was in one of his dark days:
since morning he had felt cross, and
would not even smoke; his pipe lay
on tho table with a pile of books and
dusty papers. His tobacco pouch re
minded him of Clara she had cm.
broidcred it for him during the week
he had spent with her. Then ho was
also reminded that he had promised to
write and semi Musset's works; he felt
badly at these thoughts, and remorso
made him gd out to repair his forget
fulness. There is a knock at the door; the
servant brings up a letter to him; it Is
from his mother.
His drowsiness given way as he read!
the lines; he gets up in a passion, up
setting the table and everything up
on it.
Clara Is to bo married, and in a week,
too; nnd he is expected to attend the
wedding.
"And whom docs she marry, I won
der?" exclaims he; "some common
country lad, I suppose. No, it can
not be! I must go there and stop it;
sho cannot bo sacrificed in this way!"
Tw o hours later he. started with o, vai
lisc in one hand nnd a bundle under ona
arm; it was Jlusset's works.
Clara met him at the garden gate;
she was looking ns fresh as the flowers,
and he, being conceited, thought that
tho happiness expressed on her face
was due to his presence. She was lesi
timid than last year nnd alittic stouter,
one could read her heart through her
gray eyes and hcrs-mlles.
"is what I hear true, Clara?"
"Certainly. I was about to write to
you. I want you here f or the wedding."
"It is impossible!"
"Quite possible nnd true."
"With whom?" ,
"With Jack, of course.'5
"Ah, the scoundrel! There is nothing
like a friend to betray one."
"Why, Albert, what a short memory
you lrnvc. Poor Jack would not speak
of love before he was quite sure of your
feelings toward me. I nm very thank
ful that you set him at liberty to speak.
I am so proud and happy at being loved
by such a noble heart."
Albert threw his bundle on the table.
"What is that?" asked Clara.
"Musset's works. I had promised
them to you."
"You nro too late, cousin. Jack gavo
them to me long ago, oh I was complain
ing of your forgetful ness."
"Tell me, Clara this is all a dream,
Is It not? You are not going to marry
Jack?"
Sho laughed. "And why not?" sha
said.
"Because I love you; localise if you
mean to marry Jack I start by the first
train, and you shall never see me
again."
She looked lit the clock, ns he had
dono the year before, nnd said, archly:
"Then hurry up, cousin, for the train
Is here, and it cannot wait." X 0.
Times-Democrat.
Onlom for Children.
A prominent phpyslcian claims that
there will be no diphtheria, scarlet
fever nor worms for children If they
cat plentifully of onions every day, es-.
peclally when thero Is a scarcity os
fresh fruit. Ho buys onions for his
young folks, and they nre served In
every imaginable form. St, Louis Re
public, Tlio Spanish province of Puerto
Ilico last year imported from the United
Stutes 118.G17 barrels of dour, tnlucd ut
$382,070.
WOMAN AND HOME.
BRAVE MOTHER IBRAHIM.
A. Ironch Woman Soldier Who IIus lloen
la Many lliittlcs.
A woman T3 years of nge is an active
and useful number of the Trench army.
She has been wounded many times, seri
ously in mnny cases, but appeals to
have many years of activity still before
her.
Her last adventure was to fall ofE her
bicycle, whijh she had just learned to
ride, and open an old wound. She has
already icco.'cred from that little acci
dent. Mother Ibrahim, ns this remarkable
old person is called, is the cantiniere of
the Second .juaves. She lias followed
her regiment all ov cr the w orld, sharing
all its perils and hardships. She ex
posed herself to fire us cheerfully as the
bravest soldier in the regiment.
The lantinieres of tho French army
nro famous in song nnd story, nnd their
services nro often very valuable. They
carry water and other kinds of drinks
and refreshments, and many a wounded
soldier has owed his life to their aid.
It is peculiarly interesting to call at
tention to this old woman just now, be
cause many people are under the im
pression that w oiiieii have only begun to
do extraordinary tilings within the past
few years. The venerable cantiniere
was hard at work, tiamping round the
world and taking her part in battks,
years and years before the present craze
about women's achievements was heard
of. It .will be found on examination
that in all ages some women have been
in (ho habit of doing strange things.
Mother Ibrahim was born hi Kgypt,
the daiighte" of a soldier of the great
Napoleon. She married u non-eonunis-sioued
oil leer of Turcos, who is now
dead.
In appearance, 'lie is small, upright
nnd wrinkled. Her eyes nre black and
lively, her hair is w hlte, but thick. Her
whole benrin.r is military and alert.
Her usual uniform includes a zouave
turban nnd very loose ounve trousers.
Sho w:i therefore a pioneer of the
bloomer movement, although no one
thought of herns 'i great dress reformer.
She also wears the red ribbon of the
cross of the Legion of Honor, the mili
tary medal and the medals of the
Crimen. Italy nnd Tunis, nil of which
have been conferred upon her.
She has. so many wounds that she can
hardly count them. Nine she thinks
MOTHER inHAIIIM IN UNirORM.
they number. She has been wounded
in the left shoulder, in the stomach, in
the hee). in the right side, liullets, sa
bers and bayonets have inflicted them.
She has lost tnrce ribn.
She was present at the assault of the
MnlakolV in the Crimea, at the battle of
Solforiiio, and took part in the Mexican
campaign.
After the battle of Sedan a German
noldier (mashed her left shoulder while
she was attempting to rejoin some men
Of her legimcut, who were being tnkn
prisoners to Iterliu. In Tonquin she
was picked up, with her arm terribly
mangled by three knife cuts. The sur
geons wanted to amputate it, but she
refused, nnd to-day she can guide a
bicycle with it.
After nn accident at Toulon, where
sh" lives, sho had to go to Paris to un
dergo an operation. The evening she
left the hospital she was received by
President F.iure, to whom she pre
sented the barrel of the zouave regi
ment, for which he had usked. N. Y.
Journal.
Stuln nnd I'olinh for Floor.
Of all stains nnd polishes to use for
floors tlie cheapest and most durable
stain is permanganate of potash. Pour a
quart of boiling water on half an ounce
of permanganate of potash crystals.
Apply this hot to the boards. It will
look red at iirst, but soon becomes a
good brown. See that the boards arc
perfectly clean and dry, then with a
large painter's brush apply the stain.
When this is dry give a second coating
if neeessnry. Wash the brush in soft
soap and soda, using plenty of warm
water, dry it and then give the boards
a coat of linseed oil, mixed with a good
drying medium. When the oil has dried
in begin polishing with the usual bees
wax and turpentine. Two or three
rubbings with this w 111 be necessary be
fore a good surface is obtained.
Advice to Literary Anplrantn.
Elizabeth Stuart Phelps, in telling of
her struggles to achieve fame and for
tune.says: "Donot write, if you can earn
a fair living at teaching or dressmaking,
at electricity or hod-carrying. Make
6hocs, weed cabbages, survey land, keep
houses, make ice cream, sell cake, climb
n telephone pole. Nay, be a lightning
rod peddler or a book agent, before you
set your heart upon it that you shall
write for a living. Ho anything honest,
but do not write unless God calls you
and publishers want you and people
rend you and editors claim you. Kditors
do not care a drop of ink for influence.
An editor will pass by an old writer any
day for an unknown and gifted new one,
with power to sny a thing In n fresh
way. Do not flirt with your pen."
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PRETTY LAWN TABLE.
How to Turn tho Stamp of nn Old Trs
to Excellent Account.
Stumps of old trees that have out
lived their usefulness and beri relega
ted to the wood pile are not uncom
monly seen upon lawns, nnd many at
tempts are made to turn them to urtia
tie and useful account. The simplicity
of the plan illustrated commends itself.
The stump is first sawed to a flat sur
face and then fitted with a top of thiclt
boards of the desired dimensions. Four
l ustio supports or brackets are placed
underneath at the four corners. Theso
Ehould be as much as possible In their
nntuial state, with any little crooked
ness or knots allowed to show, us they
add much to tho pretty effect on the
whole. The edges, too, of the top
board may be given a rustic tone by
RUSTIC PLANT STAND.
tacking to tlicm strips of wood with
the bark on them. When the little ta
ble is finished and "set" with its dishes
and pots of plants, the owner of it is
quite sure to stand a little way off and
admire it audibly. All summer long
lit will be a charming abiding place for
the choicest house plants, out of the
icncli of tiny marauders and within
sure reach of admiring eyes. Farm and
Home.
TASTE IN JEWELRY.
GlUtenlng tiem hliuuld Not lie Worn
liidUcrliuliiutuly bjr Women.
Kubies should be worn en masse to
be effective. Strong-featured women
may affect them, but it is better to have I
a bushel of garnets thnn one ruby. Very
delicate women who nre dark should
wear moonstones, with a few small di
amonds; If blonde, straw-coJored to
paz. Hammered gold is becoming to
energetio women. Serious, iron-gray
women should wear ornaments of
blackened silver.
The sapphire which tones best with
blue eyes and black hair is the star
sapphire, or "isterln." It is found of
immense size. Its sister, the star-ruby,
has a gray-violet gleam. These beau
tiful stones shine, with a morning star
of light, like the dull radiance of cat'.v
eyes. The orientals love them, and say
they flash without giving pain. Both
these gems nre effective for stones cut
en caboehon.
Kmeralds ure nearly always mounted
badly; they should be the climax tc
many other tones of green. The enam
els of India show them in tho best
taste, and they can be associated with
jade, ehrysopra.se, Alexandrite, beryl
ami aqunmuriuc. The opal has re
turned to favor, and is becoming to
every style. The turquoise mounts
wonderfully with the pcacock-bh:
Australian opal. The opal, with its
mixture of green, red and milky white,
is not only beautiful, but accords with
the chameleon idea of three colors com
bined, which runs riot in dress mate
rials.
A woman who wishes to nppcar of
classic culture should wear ornaments
of Castellan! gold. The princess of
Wales has a wonderful dindem in this
work of seed pearls and woven gold.
The most distinguished jewel is the
pear-shaped pearl; the most patricluij,
a parurc, is of violet-tinted pearls.
Chicago Journal.
SHA MPOOING THE FAC E.
Froccus bald to lie Soothing nnd Iteno
ilclal to Complexion.
Did you ever try a face shampoo?
If not, try it once, and you will not
stop with the one trial. After a morn
ing of hard shopping, when everything
has gone wrong, or after a wearisome
day with the children, go to your room,
wash your face in the hottest water
that can be borne, with a sponge ruboed
with a little glycerine and pure castile
soap. When the face Is in a fine, soft
lather, rub with almond-meal until dry;
bathe with clear hot water until all
the soap and meal have been removed,
after which use cold water until the
face feels cold and the llesh firm. Dry
gently, and witli a soft linen cloth mois
tened in cologne rub the eyebrows and
all about the roots of the hair. A dash
of rice-powder takes off the shine and
docs no harm.
By this time you nro ready for a
flannel neglige and slippers; then take
a cup of hot tea with lemon In it, tuck
. outsell snugly away beneath a down
coverlid, and give yourself up to quiet
sleep or pleasant day-dreams; and when
you como back again to enrth all will
have a rosy hue and you will love even
your worst enemy. Chicago Tribune.
A llrlght-Kycd I lower Hoy.
A London paper 3ays that some time
ago Princess Maud went shopping
strictly incog. While she was walking
along the street she wns accosted by a
little street Arab who was the happy
possessor of a pair of large, pathetio
brown eyes rnd a tangled crop of curly
brown hair. He was busily engaged in
the absorbing task of earning his living
(and, perhaps, some one else's ns well)
by retailing "fresh :pring flowers, pen
ny nnd tuppence a bunch." The princess
stopped by Mm, and, while choosing
some flowers, she was a little startled
by the lad Haying, In nn excited and
fnmiliar whisper: "It's all right, mivs,
I knows yer." The princess smilingly
shook her head in a denial. "Yes, 1
do knows ycr" (more emphatically),
"Yes, Princess Maud, I twigged yer dl
dectly." Detroit Free Press.
Mtlghtenlnir N,ckel.
Hub nickel silver with flannel soaked
in spirits of ammonia to keep it bright,
and then polish with, a leather,
Aloit Appropriate.
"Emily," said old Mr. Tibbetts, stern
ly, "who was that young man I found
kissing you at the door last night?"
"It was Mr. Mr. Lippincott," stam
mered Kmily In a faint voice.
Old Mr. Tibbetts glared at his daugh
ter fixedly for a moment, and then a
Loftcr light shano in his eye. In both
eyes, in fact.
"D'George!" he cried, slapping his
knee, "lie's well named, tool" N. '.
World.
A Stayer.
"You remind me so strongly of a
lady's watch," Miss Dc Smith concluded
when young Mr. Feathcrly had forcot
ten for ever and ever so long how late
it had got to be.
"Hecausc " he hesitatingly began.
"It never is going," explained Miss
I)e Smith, in clear, incisive accents.
Itut that wound him up again. N.
V. Hccorder.
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The Man There! Guess that sign '11
keep the loafers off.
The Hen Well, it would be a cray
fiort of a hen that would try that. Up-to-Date.
Mnkn n Snrcefol Doctor.
Dr. Hnidee Don't be discouraged;
your son will be a successful physician
before you know it.
Graduate's Father What indications
of this have you observed?
Dr. Kmdec He has just the face for
hot-house whiskers. St. Louis Post-Dispatch.
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THE DAr.KTOWX REGIMENT IN CAMP.
Sergeant Put out dat light I
Voice Within Dat's tie moon, sahgent.
Sergeant Don't keer what it am ; put hit out.
Uied to It.
"I hope our conversation did not an
noy you?" said a gentleman to a friend,
who sat behind a talkative party at the
ojera.
"Oh, r.o, not at all," replied the man
addressed; "my office, jou know, is
next door to a boiler shop," Yonkcrs
Statesman.
The UlITerence.
May How quickly you learned lo
w heel ! It took me the w hole w inter to
learn.
Minnie Oh, how dcliciously jolly!
You must have had a perfect love of a
professor to have bteu all that time at
it. Town Topics.
Juit Suited for It.
Mr. Muchblcst I don't think we can
do better than put Johnny in the dry
goods business.
Mrs. Muchblcst Why so?
Mr. Muchblcst His teacher says he
is always getting marked down. N. Y.
World.
Unmitigated Sclllnhncn.
"Buggies, how does it feel to have a
tooth pulled?"
"It cost me a dollar to find out. If
you want to know how it feels go and
pay for the knowledge, like a man."
Chicago Tribune.
In Confidence.
Friend Who spread the report that
you were financially embarrassed?
Millionaire I did, and it has worked
like a charm! Lord Ninkumpupc has
hardly noticed my daughter since.
Town Topics.
Kind Offer.
Highwayman Your money or your
life.
Poet Money I have none, but if you
will tell me of some of your adventures
I will write them down and divide the
profits with you. Fliegende Blaotter.
Making Ilia Mnrk.
She llaa you heard that our min
ister is to be tried for heresy?
He Y'S. It is ouite a distinction tnr
fo your.g a man. Brooklyn Life.
Unreasonable.
Edna I prefer people to say jmt
what they think of me.
Edith You could havdly expect io
much candor as that. i(Ju-to-l)atc.
What lie Knew Abnnt it
"Have you seen Mathildc'g new!
dress?" asked Mrs. Cuinrox.
"No, I haven't seen Matilda's new
dress," was the not very genial reply
"and what is more, I don't want to se
"I should think- you would have
enough of the sentiments of a father
about you to take an interest in what
Muthilde wears."
"I can find out all I want to knov
about Matilda's dresses," lie rejoined
persisting in his own pronunciation'
"without seeing them." '
"Oh, indeed. Then perhaps you caa
describe the material of this one."
"I can; not minutely, but none the
less accurately. The most conspicuous
thing about the material is a largo
check. I feel sure about that, because
I wrote the check myself." Washino
ton Star.
Ktldence of I.nck.
"Lucky? Well, I should say he was.
He's one of the luckiest men that erei
was born."
"What makes you think so?"
"Think so! I don't think so; I know
it. Why, sir, that man actually put
down nn umbrella in a public hallway
on a rainy day and thoughtlessly left it
there 15 minutes without losing it."
Chicago Post.
Mliplaccd Sympathy.
M r. Te.xtly My dear old friend, I am
shocked and grieved to notice that the
destroying angel has visited yourhome.
Old Bonder What do you mean ?
Mr. Textly I was alluding to that
band of crape which you are wearing
Old Bonder (looking at his hat) Jee
w illikins! I must hav e traded hats with
that fellow in the barber shop. Bay
City Chat.
Could Not Walt
The Old Man (tearfully) And you
want to take my only daughter from
mo in my old age! Can you notvvait?
Tho Suitor Well, no, not exactly. I
don't mind taking her in your old age,
but I don't care about taking her ia
hers. N. Y. World.
Knowledge Lends l'owcr.
Knte Has Charlie acquired any ac
complishments since he went to col
lege? Flossii. I should say he had. You
ought to see how easily he keeps a
cigarette in his mouth when he's talk
ing. Tit-Bits.
N.YNemo
Welt Prepared.
Magistrate What have you brougut
that thick stick into court for?
Defendant Well, everybody told mo
I must come provided with a means of
defense, and I fancy I've brought it.
Tit-Bits.
Other Chap Held Four Acei.
Mabel I culled on tlio queen while I
was abroad. It cost mo over $500 for
my cjothes.
Jack Potts I called on three queens
last night and it cost me SjOO and my
clothes besides. Town Topics.
Tlio btartlng 1'olnt.
Whiffles Have you read the new
novel, "When His Love Grew Cold?"
Shuffles No; but I judge it must
have been the first time lie saw her in
bicycle costume. Philadelphia North
American.
A MILK I-AMINi: THREATENED.
Farmer Jieapcr Hello, Waters, flna
weather this.
Waters (the dairyman) Yes, very
fine, but if we don't have sonic rain
pretty soon I don't know what I shall
do for milk. Chicago Tribune.
A Mistake Corrected.
First Delete I don't believe yen
opened your mouth during the entire
session of ihe convention.
Second "Delegate That's where you
nre mistaken; I yawned every tim jou
made a speech. Texas Sifter.
Yarlotn Method.
Hot strangely do life's prises 0,
Awarded by the crowd:
Some triumph by tho things they know,
And some by talking loud.
Washington otar.
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