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Her lustrous eyes, with their southern heat, Ixok indiderenco into mine. And my pulses race with a fioroer beat 'Neath her maddening smile divlnel An icy chill in her sphiuxiike glance Heals forever my hopeless woe. I niy future staked on a loser's chance. And her ouly word was "No!" In some other world, in an age outgrown— Bay a million of years ago— Wo two mast have loved as I now, alone, Whilo I never then told her so! —Clarence Miles Boutolle in Godoy's. AN AFTERNOON CALL. My mother's illness had kept us home for months, but she was better and be ginning again to take interest in mag azines and newspapers. In one of the hitter she discovered this item: "Miss Marian Ross arrived Saturday from Sparkling Springs, Va. She leaves next week for Bar Harbor and other gay centers." "Go over and call," said my mother; "perhaps she will give you a whiff of the ocean." Before I could demur she had rung for George to bring around the cart and ordered me out of the house. I chose a short cut to Ross hill, a country road bordered brejust high with blackberry and elder bushes. There was much up hill and down dale work and many a loose stone over which to stumble, but the pony was fresh, trees shaded the road, wild grapevines waved their sprays in our faces, and an occa sional breeze wafted us the fragrance of t he elder blossoms. Crossing a bridge and looking down through the tree tops to the creek far below I could see the cattle drinking— velvet skinned Alderneys, whose grace ful limbs showed pedigree in every line. Skirling the base of Rose hill we turned into the avenue and climbed toward the gates, which formed a cres cent and swung from huge stone pillars almost hidden by woodbine. The gates barred entraucfl to the drive way; otherwise the place was not in closed by wall or hedge—the great green hill stretched away in its beauty for every one to see. A rustic seat was placed hospitably on the boulevard that even a stranger might tarry and enjoy the view far away over the hill and val ley to that line of misty blue which marks the end of vision. On my way to the house I espied a hammock under the willow trees down by the spring. Surely a white dress was fluttering from it. Bidding pony stand 1 ran down the hill, to bo received literally with open arms. "My dear Harriet, how did yon divine that I was longing for you? But I did not like to add myself to your burdens. I am so depressing." "Oh, but my mother is better, and be sides I am always glad to see you." "1 am so tired of myself that I feel as if every one else must be tired of me too. I was even grateful to my horse for seem ing glad to welcome me home. We are no match for dumb brutes in affection. We chatter away all our best qualities, our affection and earnestness, and—that reminds me, you were not at church yes terday. I was. I sat in the pew be tween the two doors, where the breeze could fan me and the green trees look in at me (there were very few other specta tors). "The yellow windows were framed by tho shadow of the ivy on the outside, and the choir boys sang like birds. The ser mon was so good—all about—oh, I for get what it was about, except that he said the word translated 'good' means earnest —to be good is to be earnest. 1 was afraid before that I never could be good, but now lam in despair. 1 never realized how frivolous I was until Maud married. She was always serious enough for both of us." We were sitting in the hammock, which vibrated slowly, encouraged by an occasional touch of her white slip pered foot on the turf. Before us the spring trickled from the earth and ran away a tiny thread of silver, just water enough to keep the pebbles glistening and it) give drink to the ferns which leaned over it. 1 congratulated Marian on the luxuriance of the green fronds, knowing that the sisters were fond of them, as they had been gathering them for years on their travels, and each fern had its pleasant reminiscences. "Now," said Marian, "there is an in stance of how serious Maud is. It would break her heart to know that she had half the associations attached to the wrong ferns, but it only makes me laugh when she hangs the California story on a fern I know we brought from the Vir ginia mountains, or when she tells how she dug that one in an old churchyard in Morristowu, N. J., near Washington's headquarters, when Aunt Letty herself identified it as one she sent us from Illi nois, from the banks of the Sangamon. "Didn't Lincoln wade or fish or some thing in the Sangamon? Yet I believe Maud is happier than I am; at least I am sure there is something lacking in me now that she is married. After one has owned a sister so long it is hard to have some man with no claim at all come and ;arry lier off. Whatever she has had I have always had, until now she has a Husband and I have none—not that I want one, but she might have waited. "Since we were little girls we had planned that if ever there was a wedding in the house it should be a double one, but when I reminded her she laughed at the idea, said waiting for me was hope less; that such an indecisive person as I wouldn't know my fate when I saw him. Then I couldn't help saying that if my fate expected mo to recognize him he would certainly have to be handsomer than her Henry. Of course there was a iqoarrel, and after that I dared not sus pect even in my own mind that Ilenry was not an Apollo, and if I was exhausted in preparing for the wedding I was afraid to heave a sigh. "I just fastened a smile on my face and kept it- there till all was over. When I took it off # aftef they were gone papa sai l I looked liko a ghost in my own bouse. Ho off red to take me somewhere, but I know pleasure resorts gre places of martyrdom to him. His Idea of recreation is to go fishing with a lot of men and dress like an aborigine. So I told him if he could persuade Miss Brown to be my chaperon she and I would cut a swath. Of course she couldn't leave her sister and the chil dren, but I whirled her off before she had time to resign herself to stay at home. "When we left we were absolutely lifeless—she with overwork, I with en nui. We went south to tho gulf. We were quite too listless to think. If some one wonld plan out a day, oven an hour, for us, we were happy. One of us would Kay to the otl^r: " 'What are you going to do?' "'I haven't decided. What will you do?* " 'I haven't made up my mind.' " *1 believe I'll walk on the pier and wait for an idea.' " *Oh, then, so will I.' "There were men about too. One— perhaps forty years old—took a fancy to me. Tbey teased me about liim, and I hadn't even ambition to retaliate—jusi let thom tease. At first I had a mild in- ! tention of transferring him to Miss Brown (they would have made a nice i match), but it proved too much trouble. He would do anything for mo and uoth- ; ing for her, and we needed some man to j devise amusement and do the talking for us. Ho tried to make us promise to return some time, although we hadn't spoken of going. He persisted in trying to make us promise, and we were too inert to oppose him. So one day when j he was out in a boat we stepped on board | a steamboat and went up to North Car- | oliua. "Beautiful country! Oh, tho flowers on the North Carolina hills! I began to ; appreciate the scenery, and Miss Brown | became so sprightly she alarmed me. I ; told her if she couldn't help growing younger so fast I should have to send home for an older chaperon. Then we j drifted about to other places—Sparkling j Springs last and longest. We staid at ; a private hotel—fine old southern house j in perfect preservation—magnolias and i cape jasmine and pickaninnies. While I think of it let me warn you if you ever go south bo careful. You will think every man you meet is in love with you —they are all so devoted. "There was one man at our hotel. When I say a man I mean one who takes your breath away. There were plenty of apologies for men and several women worth looking at. There was a young widow with a pensive air and a reper tory of touching allusions to her dear husband, which were very fetching. She had more men about her than any woman in the house; in fact, she could command all of them except tho one I spoke of. "When 1 arrived ho was dancing a good natured attendance on a young ma tron unhappily married and exceedingly | pretty, infantile type, theatrical teud- j ency to pose. She had wrapped her- i self about him like a vine and gave him daily bulletins of her troubles. Just ' think of it! How can a woman? And j what did that man do but come and re peat all her confidences to me! " 'Do not tell me,' I would beg. 'I do uot care to hear her private affairs.' • 4 'Neither do I,' ho would laugh. 'I think you might share the burden of woe which she thrusts upon me.' "After I came perhaps he neglected her or broke some of the tendrils she had fastened upon him. It was only natural that he should show mo about a little, all the other men being occupied wUh I the widow. He was merely trying to keep me from stagnation, I'm sure. It was absurd for her to grow jealous, but she did, and she a married woman! Visi bly jealous! Perfectly preposterous, es pecially when there was nothing between us. Were only amusing each other; only passing away the time—the days were so long and delightful." As she spoke she kept nervously twist ing' a ring which 1 had never before no ticed on her hand. "When did you get that?" 1 asked. "Oh, he gave it to me," smiling. "So you are engaged. Please tell me what he is like?" "You shall see for yourself. He said he j would come on this winter." I "Then there will be another wedding | at Rose Hill?" i "What do you mean?" with arching • brows and surprised eyes. "I do notex -1 pect liim—he said so; that was all." | "Yon mean that you do not care for him to come?" To this she would make no reply, only looked at me in a mocking way, and I rose to go. We climbed the hill arm in arm, and I jumped into the cart and was about to touch the pony with the whip 1 when she leaned over, placed her hand on the back of the seat and whispered: | "All that talk about Father Time is a mistake. They ought to say Mother Time. I always knew Time was a wom | an because —time —will—tell." j She picked up her skirts with one hand, threw me a kiss with the other and ran into the house. My eyes and thoughts followed her until a tug at the reins apprised me.that pony had started for home on his own accord, delicately intimating that an ufternoon call should end before evening.— Chicago News. Intelligible Trice Mail s. Very few stores now adhere to the old plan of cipher marking. Experience has proved that a majority of customers prefor goods to bo marked in plain fig ures, no one liking the ideaof two sets of figures unless he is sure he is nmon,; the favored ones who get the benefit of the lower scale. It is said to be the practice with the medical fraternity of some towns to grade their charges to patients according to the style of house in which they live, and the same idea prevails so much as to retail stores that ladies have been known to send servants down to stores because they could get a larger discount. Other ladies are careful never to dress very well when shopping, and this shows how firmly the impression prevails that a geuuiue one price store is a novelty. The easiest way to get over this im pression is to have every article marked in plain figures, so that the customer j may see that one price prevails for all.— Bt. Louis Globe-Democrat. FOOD, COOKS AND EATING. ' Dumas attributed Eve's sin to a love of eating. Napoleon's favorite dainty was blood pudding. The Danes were occu torned to eat six times a day. In 1500 the French made five kinds of wheat bread. Oliver Cromwell loved veal seasoned With oranges. The peacock and swan were famous old Herman dainties. In Iceland codfish beaten to a powder tre used as bread. Salmon was formerly believed to pro mote drunkenness. The fashion of serving the fish before meats began in 1562. The Greeks excelled in sweetmeats and fruits, the Romans in solid dishes. Bread, salt fish, pork and beer were the common breakfast of Henry VIII. A favorite dainty in Naples in IGOO was a goose plucked and ro:isted alive. The interior of a Roman roast pig con tained thrushes, ortolans and small fish. Brillat-Savarin said a dessert without cheese was like a woman without an eye. In 1007 the English had potatoes, tulip roots, radishes, pumpkins, artichokes, colewort, cabbage, cucumbers, carrots, parsnips, turnips, beets, asparagus, on ions, lettuce and cress. A pie served to Charles II was made of sparrows, potatoes, eryngoes, lettuce. ; chestnuts, oysters, citron, artichokes, ; eggs, lemons, barberries, pepner, nutmeg, cloves, mace, currants. . ;.-.r and wine. —St. Louis Globe-Demo. rat. WHISPERS ABOUT WOMEN. Mrs. Robert Winthrop, of New York, is worth over $ 10,000,000. Huldali Friedrichs has the honor of being the first lady taken on the regular ! stuff of a London paper. Miss Bertie O. Burn, of Auburndale, Mass., who saved two girls from drown ing last summer, has been presented with a medal. Mrs. Orme Wilson, of New York, is nothing if not English. All her enter- ' tainments are modeled after those of our British cousins. Mrs. Stevenson, mother of the vice j president elect, is eighty-three years of age and one of the best authorities on the early history of Kentucky. Dr. Kate Campbell Hurd is medical director of the Bryn Mawr school, near Philadelphia. She is the daughter of a physician, and has studied extensively abroad. Miss Pauline Whitney, of New York, : one of the debutantes of this sesson, is ' certain to be a belle. That she is a great i heiress goes without saying, for she is i not only th „ daughter but the grand daughter of a millionaire. Mrs. Choate, president of the New York Woman's exchange, is a tall, grace ful woman, with gray blue eyes and hair slightly tinged with gray. She is alwavs kind anil sympathetic, and listens pa tiently to many a tale of woe. Miss Gertrude I. Barrett, daughter of Rev. B. F. Barrett, of Philadelphia, has been made general manager of the Swedenborg Publishing association since the decease of her father, who was for many years president of the association. FASHION'S MIRROR. Green, gray, brown and baize are now very popular for woolens. For velvet gowns and cloaks dark green, red and black will be most em- j ployed. Satins have won their way back to | popular favor, and now "anything that j is satin" is in style. This season will see many glaring red gowns. Red and black will be a spe cially favorc d combination. Pansy velvet and bishop purple are Parisian favorites, and will ho seen in both costumes and millinery. A new stylo in all wool velvets is a bright ground in colors covered with a Boft down of long white hairs. The Russian velvets now in favor are j only those of the richer grades. The lines | are a thin cord of silk over a dark woolen , background. Bonnets arc of all possible shades, and their garniture is often most original. Thore will surely be a return of flowers to favor. Alreudy the later importations of Paris bonnets show flowers, lace and fur in close combination. A wide formless sack coat of seal in half length shows only two seams. The j front parts close by buttons, which reach to the high Stuart collar, under which is a long hood falling down to the waist, j The wide sleeves are narrow at the wrists and have no cuffs. —Philadelphia Record. CHATS ABOUT MEN. ! Franklin W. Smith, of Boston, is still agitating the establishment of a national gallery of history and art in Washington to cost ultimately $ 10,000,000. Edwin Gould lias ordered from a press clipping bureau "all the comments and amounts about" his father which have appeared or will appear in "all the news papers of the world." France has discovered that the young est living mayor in that country is M. Degrave, mayor of Dernaceuillette, who who was born May 7, 1867, and who was elected eight days after reaching the law ful age. Vice President Morton's chief enjoy ment is found in social pleasures. 110 gives a great many dinner parties and receptions, and during the winter at tends a great many entertainments. Ho does not euro for field sports. Senator David B. Hill combines busi ness with ple;isure, as a rule, for his chief pleasure is in politics. But lie does steal away occasionally to a game of baseball and is very fond of a good minstrel show. He does not drink or smoke or play cards j —in fact he has none of tho usual mascu line vices. Wonderful Insect llluniinations. The secretary of the Smithsonian in stitution, Professor Langkv, has been experimenting with Cuban tin Hies with a view to discovering the manner in which lhe illumination they emit is generated, lie says that the light they give is the "cheapest" in the world— produced, that is to say, with the least heat and the smallest expenditure of energy—and he believes t hat a success- i fill imitation of it would prove a most profitable substitute for g or elect rici- I ty. The insects are beetles two inches long and belong to the family of "snap ping bugs," so called because when one ; of them is laid on its back it snaps itself ; into tho air with a clicking sound. The j secret of the light this firefly gives is as ! yet undiscovered. Apparently it is connected in some way with the mysterious phenomena of life, and chemists and j by.deists have : sought in vain to explain its origin. On i each side of the animal's thorax is a j luminous membraneous spot, and these flash at intervals, so that the Cubans put a dozen of the insects in a < age together and obtain a continuous illumination bright enough to read by. This light is accompanied by no pi rcptiblo heat, and is seemingly produced with no expendi ture of energy. How great an improve ment it represents upon all known arti ficial lights can bein.avi .< 1 when it is ! stated that in candle light, lamp light or gas light tho waste i> more than fii) per cent.—American Analyst. A Chronic Case. Known, chiefly by correspondence, to many persons is a certain invalid who spends her days in studying her "case" and writing about it. Iler letters are long, full of unpleasant details and so burdened with inquiries and requests that they have to lie answered at almost equal length, and most of them are ad dressed to men and women to whom time is precious. Sometimes the invalid asserts that the j use of a typewriter would relieve unfa vorable symptoms, and asks a hundred questions about the different machines. Again, she finds it necessary to divert her mind, ami turns to literature, rely ing on an author to tell her what and how to writ e. Then she resolves to make an experiment in treatment, and can vasses by letter for a worthless subscrip tion book that she may gain the money to do so. But always her "case", is directly or indirectly the theme of the many closely written pages. All things past, present and to come are related to her various afflictions. In the words of a Persian proverb, "Tho sun shines that tho world may see her wounds."—Youth's Com panion. On Collecting Autographs. The most elementary form of the stranger's letter is of course the applica tion for an autograph. This application is now reduced to such a system that it causes little inconvenience and should not ho refused. There is usually sent witli the request a blank card on which the name is to be written, with an en velope stamped and addressed for its re turn. Nothing can be more unobtrusive or mechanical, though the line of pro priety is at once passed, we may say, where two cards are sent, the second one being obviously for exchange pur poses or perhaps for sale. The wary author never, I suspect, writes on both cards, since he does not aim to help out a mere business trans action. Where any applicant goes far ther and asks an original letter or copied passage, the affair becomes more serious, and some authors and public men ignore such requests altogether, as being much more serious consumers of time.—T. W. Higginson in Harper's Bazar. Aunt Solatia's Four Hundred. "An old negro woman has established a now theocracy at Grenada, Miss.," said J. li. B. Miller, of Coffeyville. "Her name is Scinda, and her followers are called 'Scinda Band.' They number about 400. Scinda is their queen, and rules her flock with an iron rod. They use no Bibles at their meetings, for each | member is supposed to know it. by heart. If Scinda asks them a Biblical question they are supposed to have an answer at once. They have their meetings every Sunday evening and they are interest ing to observe. The congregation—men and women—are decked out in costly ribbons and beads. Their chants are as weird as the sobs and sighs of graveyard j trees. They dance to the music of the ; banjo and tambourine until they are | nearly exhausted, and then they go i home."—St. Louis Republic. The Itag Doll. j The rag doll, dearer to the heart of I childhood than any other sort of doll, is quite the fashionable doll par excellence at the present moment. Unlike the one our grandmothers made for their little ! ones, tho one cherished by the little folks of today is of flesh colored silk jer j sey cloth or of cotton balbriggan of the same color. Its body is filled with cot ton, and its hair is in many rings of yel low single zephyr sf itched on in loops. The face is painted, and when it is nee j essary to clean it this face can be re painted after the rest has been washed, as it can bo without injury.—Detroit Free Pl'< 8. An Important Appeal. Advertisements, especially of the per sonal kind, will frequently reward the searcher for unexpected anticlimaxes. The following appeared in a New York paper not long ago: "Willie, return to your distracted wife and frantic chil dren! Do you want to hear of your oi l mother's suicide? You will if you do not let us know where you are at once. Anyway, send Ivick your father's colored meerschaum!" —New York Tribune. Indian Blood Is Prominent. People of Indian blood predominate in Para, Brazil, and are found in all classes, from servants and peddlers to capital ists and high government officials. There are very few Portuguese or Africans, and the descendants of both these races show a large admixture of Indian blood. ' —Philadelphia Ledger. GEMS IN VERSE. Two Mrn. When all the world to lilin is bright Aud he's from trotihh- free. In everything lie takes delight; An optimist is he. But let a cloud bedim Ida sky And thorns beset his way. The ready tear comes to his eye; To woe he is a prey. The world is dark that erst looked bright, j And everything's atwisl In human life; there's nothing right; He is a pessimist. When there is sunshine iu his sky And fortune's smiles are bland, He meets you with a beaming eye. With kindness grasps your hand. When fortune turns on him her frown And shows him her ill will. He seems uot to the world cast down; His mien is cheerful still. He meets life's Ills with courage strong. And with a heart to fight Rolls up his sleeves when things go wrong And works to set them right. —Cape Cod item. A Song of Liberty. Across the land from strand to strand Loud riug the bugle notes. And Freedom's smile, from isle to isle. Like Freedom's banner, floats. The velvet vales sing "Liberty!" To answering skies serene; The mountains sloping to the sea Wave all their flags of green The rivers dashing to the deep Still echo loud and long. And all their waves In glory leap To one immortal song! One song of liberty and life That was and is to bo Till tyrant flags are trampled rags And all the world is free! One song—the nations hail the notes From sounding sea to sea And answer from their thrilling throats That song of libertyl They answer, and echo comes From chained and troubled isles And roars like ocean's thunder drums Where glad Columbia smiles. Where, crowned and great, she sits in state Beneath her flag of stars. Her hero's blood the sucred flood That crimsoned all its bars! Hail to our country! Strong she stands Nor fears the war drum's heat; The sword of freedom in her hunds. The tyrant at her feel! —Frank L. Stanton. The Man with a Mouth. I love the man who knows it all. From east to west, from north to south; Who knows all things, both great and small, And tells it with his tireless mouth; Who holds a listening world in awe The while he works his iron jaw Ofttimos In evening's holy calm. When twilight softens sight and Round And zephyr breathes a perfect psalm. This fellow brings bis mouth around With its long gallop that can tire The eight (lay dock's impatient ire. His good, strong mouth! He wields It well! He works it just for all it's worth. Not Samson's jawbone famed could tell Such mighty deeds upon the earth. He pulls the throttle open wide And works her hard on evury side. Good Lord, from evils fierce aud dire Savo us each day—from fear aud woe. From wreck ami flood, from storm and Are, I From sudden death, from secret foe. From blighting rain and burning drouth— i And from the man who plays his mouth. Robert J. Burdette. At Set of Sun. If wo sit down at set of sun And count the things that we have done. And counting find One self denying act, one word That eased the heart of him who heard. One glance most kind That fell like sunshine where it went. Then we may count the day well spent. But if through all the livelong day We've eased no heart by yea or nay; If through It all We've done no thing that wo can trace That brought the sunshine to a face; No act, most small. That helped a soul and nothing cost, Then count that day as worse than lost. —Ella Wheeler Wilcox. Satisfied. I have no gold, no lands, no robes of splendor, No crowd of sycophants to siege my door; But fortune in one thing at least is tender— For Phyllis loves me! Could 1 ask for more? I have no fame, nor to the heights of honor Will my poor name on tireless minions soar; Vet fate fins never drawn my hate upon her— For Phyllis loves mel Could 1 ask for more? I have uo station, know no high position. And never yet the robes of office wore; Yet I can well afford to scorn ambition- For Phyllis loves met Could 1 ask for more? I have no beauty—beauty has forsworn me— j On others wasting all her charming storo; Yet I lack nothing now which could adorn me— For Phyllis loves me! Could 1 ask for more? | I have no learning. In no school nor college Could 1 abide o'er quaint old tomes to pore; But this 1 know—which passeth all your knowl- i edge- That Phyllis loves me! Could I ask for more? Now come what may—loss, shame or sorrow, Sickness, ingratitude or treachery sore; 1 laugh today aud heed not for the morrow— For Phyllis loves me, and I ask no morel A Field Wall. Along the quiet, dusty way. Beneath the drowsy apple trees, It winds among the roses gay That lure the booming bees. The Indian carrots round It nod Among the tiger lilies tall. And seas of dreaming goldenrod About it rlso and fall. In harmonies of gray and blue It climbs the sumac dotted hill Bcueuth the berry vines unto A woodland cool and still, Where friskily a squirrel gray. Through shadows softly o'er it thrown, Goes loping on his merry way From mossy stone to stone. —R. K. .Mu nk it trick. Running a Rave. A little tear and a little smile Set out to run a race; We watched them closely all the while; Their course was baby's face. The little tear he got the start; We really feared he'd win; He ran so fast and made a dart Straight for her dimpled chin. But somehow—lt was very queer; We watched them all the while— The little shining, fretful tear Got beaten by the smile. Memory. To ho faithless oft means to bo faithful; To be false often means to ho true; The vale that loves clouds that are golden Forgets them for skies that are blue. To forget often menus to remember What we had forgotten too long; Tho fragrance is not the bright flower. The echo is not tho sweet song. —Father Ryan. 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