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We all must remember when
We were little dames and men: h
When each sorrow tugged away with all its t'
might ti
At our ltttle hearts and eyes,
Till the air was full of sighs.
And the brightest day was turned to darkest
How we'd weep.
How we'd creep
To our little beds to sleep. %
With wet lashes on flushed faces: esen then, c
Not a soul would ever know
IHalf our agony; and so
We should sympathize with little dames and
men. g
We must all remember when
We were little dames and men. n
When we meet the little ones from day to day;
A kind word is just as cheap.
And it sintaks to depths as deep
As the harsh one you were sending down their
If you knew v
How a few
Gracious sets and words from you
Were planted in their souls. to blossom when r
Golden days of childhood sees t
To be shadows of a dream. c
You would love and cherish little dames and
- E. Magazin t
had kept sober h
a long time. For
weeks he had
not even taken a
a glass of whis
ky with Jimmy Sullivan. and he used
to drop into Jimmy's every evening.
"just to wash the dust front his t'roat,"
as he phrased it. The washing process
had developed into such proportions t
that McGheoghan's wife said he might
as well "dhrown himself and be done
wvid it." Then she applied rWhat she
called the "wather cure," and Mc
Gtheoghan reformed. Mrs. McGheo
ghan had such faith in the reforma- t
tion that she had taken the baby and
gone for three days to her cousins, the
O'Flannigans, in Saucelito: and the
only admonition she had given her
husband was the parting injunction:
"Mind yer eye, now', Maurice."
McGheoghan had not been particu
larly proud of his descent from the Me
t;heoghats,. of Galway, but his young
wife continually dinned it into him that
they were "a fine ould family," and
that he ought not to disgrace them by
associating with people beneath him.
It was bad enough to be poor, she said,
without mixing with the common herd.
As a distinguishing mark, she always
gave an Italian pronunciation to her
husband's name, Maurice, and insisted
upon his doing the same. Mrs. Mc
Gheoghan had learned Italian in her
youth among the fishermen of North
Beach. Maurice did not take his
wife's discipline kindly, and it was
only his love for her that made him
endure it. Out of her sight he liked to
be one of the boys, and in sly ridicule
of her aristocratic pretensions spoke of '.
himself as a "humin illevator"-he
elevated bricks by the hodful up a
When McGheoghan pushed quietly q
through the screen doors, slipped un- b
obtrusively past the crowd at the bar,
sat down at the last table, and began
looking at the prints in the Irish News, ,
Jimmy Sullivan knew something was ,
in the wind; for had not the O'Rourkes t,
told his wife that Mrs McGheoghan d
had forbidden her husband to have i
anything to do with that "low-down a
shaloon-keeper, Jimmy Su:livan?" S
"What'll yes have, me bye?" called ii
Jimmy, as the last man drew one of the a
three towels hanging before the bar
across his dripping mustache and
swung himself out into the street. c
"Faith, but it's a long time since n
I've had the good luck to grip yer fist, t
man. Hlere's the crame o' the sason till t
ye." h
If the thought of his wife came to I
the hod-carrier a: all, it probably t
brought a suggestion to make hay c
while the sun shone, forhe and Jimmy
filled and emptied glass after glass a
while they smoked black cigars sand
chatted over the "ould times" when I
they were single. Sullivan kept the I
clearer head, for it was part of his
Tea T'w'o was IG)HFl Nr I.IoE CAT3. *
business to do so, but even his speech t
grew thick and he spilled his stock as a
he served the two or three late cus- t
tomers that came in before he and Me- 1
Gbeoghan were left to themselvres.
Loea after the usual time of closng,
Sullivan's wife, who lived over the sa*
loon, looked timidly in through the 1
back door sad asked Jimmy when he a
*Glt.to,- -ot o' here wid ye, sad ,
ma agg yer s base," -was his y -
aw . "ha$b the way I talk till my
r-r " bsaid "You'd b bet
ther it yeo'd give yer own a taste 1
nv tilt i hw- she's dlpdheria ye
wtd ~ rei b e d the time a
h had kaews Mrs Spltras pa
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wrong, and that Sullivan was reje0a
in his lapse from virtue. To maintain
his dignity lie considered it necessary
to impress Sullivan with the fact that
the MeGhoeghans were people to be
respected, so he says:
"Me name's Mowreechv."
"That's another fool idee ver wife's
made ye swally. Morris was good
enough for ye when ye was a bye, but
when ye got married yer wife must go
changin' yer name. But ye'r Morris
for all that"
"Me name's Mowreechy, and if ye
go fer to call me out av it, or say me
wife's name ag'in, I'll bate ye wid that
Sullivan leered at him derisively.
"Yer name's Morris McGheoghan,
and yer wife's a flannel-mouthed chaw
:ike yerself."
The impact of a beer glass over Sulll
van's left eye caused him to measure
his length upon the floor. The shock
roused him, however, and in a moment
the two were fighting like cats. The
crash of overturned tables and chairs
and of breaking glass would have caught
the attention of the patrol had that in
dividual not been dozing in the next
block. It would have awakened Mrs.
Sullivan had she not been at that par
ticular time half asphyxiated in her
sleep by a smoking mantel-spread
which had fallen over the lamp left
burning for her husband.
The fire had smouldered for half an
hour and the room was filled with
smoke, when a spark fell on the table
and ignited a bit of paper. In an in
stant the room was in a blaze. A burn
ing curtain caught the eye of a late
traveler, who turned in an alarm. The
hook-and-ladder truck dashed up to
the place, and a fireman snatched the
stupefied woman out of a burning bed,
but he did not notice the adjacent al
cove where little four-year-old Kitty
Sullivan lay dreaming.
When Maurice McGheoghan wa.
shoved away from his antagonNt he
thought Jimmy's friends, had cotle to
take part in the scrimmage. But the
firemen's uniform and Sullivan's de
spairing cry of: "My God! wh~ere',
Y '!"
Kitty?' roused an idea in his head
The McGheohant of Galway had nobld
blood in their veins, and never desert
ed a female in distress.
The firemen were busy saving Sulli
van's stock. They did not heed the uan
couth figure, with bloody face and
torn clothes, reeling through the bal
door anti up the narrow stairs
Througf" stifling smoke and in water
and flam~e he groped his way, while
Sullivan was out on the street kneel'
inv beside his wife, sprinkling her face
and chafing her wrists.
She opened her eyes and gasped
"Kitty." Sullivan had thought that o
course the child was saved with it
mother, but now the fear struck hin
that this was not so. He ran from on_
to another of the bystanders, frantic i.
his search, but no one had seen the
little girl. As in desperation he turner
to the burning rookery, a windos
crashed out, and a burst of flame lighte4
his road to the little stairway. Hi
sprang toward it and nearly overturne
a staggering, ragged, blackened anm
begrimed man carrying in his arms
bundle of bedclothes, from out o
which a voice called to Jimmy:
He threw both arms round the pair
and two soiled and bruised faces me
in an Irish embrace.
"Mowreechy," he cried, '"God blis
yc!"--Lippincott's Magazine.
Spars for Gameeeeks.
Steel heels or spurs for fighting
cocks to take the place of the natura
spur are made in twenty or more va
rieties in shape and length; they as
sold all over the world. In the Unitne
States spurn of different styles a
used in different parts of the country
longer spurn are used in the south tha
in the east and north. The shortee
spurs are used in New York. Tb
standard length here is one and one
quarter inches; in all other parts u
the country the length is advanced
A good set of steel heels costs ten do
lars. The spur projects from oce asid
of a ferrule or soeket, which is like a
open thimble; a leather band is a
tacked to the base of the ferrle. Tb
natural spar is sawed off, and whel
the steel spur is used the ferraule
placed over the stump and the,leathe
band is wound round the cock's 1
and bound with twine; a pad a
cushlon is placed within the rim at th
Sferrale to make it at the stump of th
natural spar anaugly and firmnaly. It I
said that if a well-bred gamecoch
I which had been without food until I
-was nearly starved, should then b
Sp!aeed in the presence of aspoth
-gamecock and of food, it would gb
'before it would eat; in other wordi
that it would ratbet fight than eat.
f. Y. San.
r --Great men often produce thel
Sends by aes beryeond the gree a
vulga utdIene sad even by method
dlametraliy· opose t·I the e whi
Sthe multitude woeld parae. Bet
etfees this, beueas uas u re
- e o add as thet aago
The Glories of Heaven Pictured Cu
by a Master Hand. lee
'Elye Hath Nut Seen Nor Ear Heard"--o sha
MLetkesu sad No Troubles There- -
The Great Family Reaaloas
-sogts of HJeave. t
Rev. T. DeWitt Talmage prepared ha
the following sermon on 'Surpassing no
Splendors" for publication this week. th
t It is based on the text: vo
Eye hath not seen nor ear heard-I Cor. Ti
11., 9. w
"I am going to Heaven! 1 am going we
r to Heaven! Heaven! Heaven! Heaven!" tal
These were the last words uttered a TI
few days ago by my precious wife as fal
e sie ascended to be with God forever, th
and is it not natural, as well as Chris- ev
t tianly appropriate, that our thoughts ne
e be much directed toward the glorious no
a residence of which St. Paul speaks in eas
the text I have chosen.
The city of Corinth has been called th
t the Paris of antiquity. Indeed, for so
splendor,the world holds nosuch won- de
der to-day. It stood on an isthmus ga
r washed by two seas, the one sea bring- ""t
I ing the commerce of Asia. From her ni
t wharves, in the construction of st,
which whole kingdoms had been th
absorbed, war-galleys with three of
bh anks of oars pushed out and an
e confounded the navy yards of s&
all the world. Hfuge-handed machin- ra
cry, such as modern invention cannot lit
e equal, lifted ships from the sea on one
e side and transported them on trucks ,
D across the isthmus and set them down th
e In the sea on the other side. The rev- th
enue officers of the city went down th
through the olive groves that lined -l
V the beach to collect a tariff from all to
nations. The mirth of all people TI
a sported in her isthmian games, and
e the beauty of all lands sat in her thea- se,
a ters, walked her porticoes, and threw de
e itself on the altar of her stupendous Ih
dissipations. Column, and statue, ar
a and temple bewildered the beholder. he
There were white marble fountains pa
into which, from apertures at the side, as
there rushed waters everywhere known tr
for health-giving qualities. Around in
these basins, twisted into wreaths of Al
stone, there were all the beauties of pr
sculpture and architecture; while sal
standing, as if to guard the costly dis- be
play, was a statue of Hercules of er
burnished Corinthian brass Vases Je
of terra-cotta adorned the ceme- gr
teries of the dead-vases so cost- in
ly that Julius Caesar was not satis- lii
fled until he had captured them for al
Rome. Armed officials, the "Corinth- eh
laril," paced up and down to see that m
no statue was defaced, no pedestal th
overthrown, no bas-relief touched. Is
From the edge of the city a hill arose, ex
with its magnificent burden of col- ag
umns, and towers, and temples (one as
thousand slaves awaiting at one af
shrine), and a citadel so thoroughly
impregnable that Gibraltar is a heap he
of sand compared with it. Amid all to
that strength and magnificence, w
Corinth stood and defied the world. ev
Oh! it was not to rustics who had of
never seen anything grand that St. ac
Paul uttered this text. They had yc
heard the best music that had come E,
from the best instruments in all the tr
world; they had heard songs floating a
from mporning porticoes and melting qc
in evening groves; they had passed w
their whole lives away among pic- e
I tures, and sculpture, and architecture, m
e and Corinthian brass, which had been It,
molded and shaped, until there was
no charlot wheel in which it had not o:
sped, and no tower in which it had p
not glittered, and no gateway that m
it had not adorned. Ah, it was a in
bold thing for Paul to stand there h,
n amid all that, and say: "All tjis is y,
C nothing. These sounds that come b
n from the temple of Neptune are not Fe
a musie compared with the harmony of Cl
d which I speak. These waters rushing hi
w in the basin of Pyrene are not pure. hi
d These statues of Bacchus and Mercury o,
are net exquisite. Yon citadel of Acro- tl
corinthus is not strong compared with T
that which I offer to the poorest slave c
that puts down his burden at that
brazen gate. You, Corinthians, think t
this is a splendid city; but I tell you ft
'eye bath not seent nor ear heard, a
Sneither have entered into the heart of b
man, the things which God hath pre- e
pared for them that love IIm.'" n
You see my text sets forth the idea c
that however exalted our ideas may t
be of Heaven, they come far short of i
the reality. Some wise men have been a
calculating how many furlongs long s
and wide is Hleaven; and they have li
calclated how many inhabitants there t
are on the earth; how long the earth "
will probably stand; and then they g
come to this estimate: that after all G
the nations had been gathered to e
Heave., there will be room for each I
Ssoul-a room sixteen feet long and ff- C
teen feet wide. It would not be large U
t enonugh for me. I am glad to know a
that, po human estimate is suficient a
to take the dimensions. "Eye hath n
not seen, nor ear heard," nor arithme- b
tdelee3ated h
t I brat remark that we can in this I
Sworld get no idea of the health of h
aHe Rvep. When you were a child, aad h
, you wat out in the morning, how you V
bounded along the road or street-yoe a
had aever felt sorrow or slekaes. 0
SPerha later-perhaps in these very t
Ssummer days-you felt a glow in yeanr
heek, aad a splda in your atep, and
s arbrea of spirit4s, and a clear
ess ct eye, that made yo thank God b
i ye -wre permitted to live. The 1
nerve wsr bhip trgs, and the ann- t
Slight was deutog, sad the rustling p
,l eaw were the rastlar oe the robes of
Sgrest erowd risiag up to prais the
L&rd. You thoeght that you new
what it was to he well, but there is no
perfet health on aYth. The d1 Ii
it ri pat gne tieatse down to us.
SThe lrs that lmto new earth are
h umte tesees wah seats aboer Par
al sd . They ge be ged with m
Sg Sa ad diptsrs 'the m
5l i~ ends ,hasea hith 6 earth, t
w with that' wbki theme esg
1mb erol.Cydibg lr
standing before the throne. On earth
she was a life-long invalid. See her
step now and bear her voice now!
Catch.if you can,one breath of that ce
lestial air. Health in all pulses!
Health of vision: health of spirits; im
mortal health. No racking cough, no
sharp pleurisies, no consuming fevers,
no exhausting pains, no hospitals of
wounded men. Health swinging in
the air; health flowing in all the
streams; health blooming on the
banks. No headaches, no sideaches,
no backaches. That child that died in
the agonies of the croup, hear her
voice now ringing in the anthem!
That old man that went bowed down
with the infirmities of age, see him
walk now with the step of an immor
tal athlete-forever young again!
That night when the needlewoman
fainted away in the garret, a wave of
the heavenly air resuscitated her fur
ever. For everlasting years, to have
neither ache, nor pain, nor weakness,
nor fatigue. "Eye hath not seen it,
ear hath not heard it."
I remark, further, that we can in
this world get no just idea of the
splendor of Heaven. St. John tries to
describe it. lie says: "The twelve
gates are twelve pearls," and that
"the foundations of the wall are gar
nished with all manner of precious
stones." As we stand looking through
the telescope of St. John, s-e see a blaze
of amethyst,- and pearl, and emerald,
and sardonyx, and chrysoprasus, and
sapphire-a mountain of light, a cata
ract of color, a sea of glass, and a c:ty
like the sun.
St. John bids ns look again, and we
see thrones, thrones of the prophets.
thrones of the patriarchs, thrones of
the angels, thrones of the apostlns,
thrones of the martyrs, throne of Je~ns
-throne of God. And we turn round
to see the glory and it is-Thrones!
Thrones! Thrones!
St. John bids us look again, and ,re
see the great procession of the re
deemed passing; Jescs, on a white
horse, leads the march, and all the
armies of salvation following on white
horses. Infinite cavalcade passing,
passing: empires pressing into line,
ages following ages. Dispensation
tramping on after dispensation. Glory
in the track of glory. Enrop-, Asia.
Africa and North and South Ameriec
pressing into lines. Islands of the sea
shoulder to shoulder. Generations
before the flood following gen
erations after the flood, and as
Jesus rises at the head of that
great host and waves His sword
in signal of victo.-y, all crowns are
lifted, and all ensigns flung out, and
all chimes rung, and all hallelujahs
chanted, and some cry: "Glory to God
most high;" and some: "Hosanna to
the Son of David;" and some: "Worthy
is the Lamb that was slain"-till all
exclamations of endearment and hom
age in the vocabulary of Heaven are
exhausted, and there come up surge
after surge of "Amen! Amen! Amen!"
"Eye hath not seen it, ear hath not
heard it." Skim from the summer wa
ters the brightest sparkles, and you
will get no idea of the sheer of the
everlasting sea. Pile up the splendors
of the earthly cities, and they would
not make a stepping stone by which
you might mount to the city of God.
Every house is a palace. Every step a
triumph. Every covering of the head
a coronation. Every meal is a ban
quet. Every stroke from the tower a
wedding bell. Every day is a jubilee,
every hour a rapture, and every mo
ment an ecstacy. "Eye hath not seen
it, ear hath not heard it."
I remark, further, we can get noidea
on earth of the reunions of Heaven. If
you have ever been across the sea, and
met a friend, or even an acquaintance,
in some strange city, you remember
how your blood thrilled and how glad
you were to see him. What, then, will
be our joy, after we have passed the
seas of death, to meet in the bright
City of the Sun those from whom we
have been long separated! After we
have been away from our friends ten
or fifteen years, and we come upon
them, we see hoW differently they look.
The hair has tartd, and wrinkles have
come in their fews, and we say: "How
you have changed!" But oh, when you
stand before the-throne, all cares gone
from the face, all marks of sorrow dis
appear, and feeling the joy of that
blessed land, methinks we will say to
each other, with an exultation we can
not long imagine: "HIow you have
changed." In this world we only meet
to part. It is good-by, good-by. are
wells flostingl in the air. We hear it
at the rail-ear window, and at the
steamboat wharf-good-by. Children
lisp it, and old age answers it. Some
times we say it in a light way
"good-by;" and sometimes with an
guish in which the soul breaks down.
Good-byl Ah! that is the word that
ends the thanksgiving banquet; that
is the word that comes in to close the
- Christmas chant. Good-byl good-by!
SBut not so in Heaven. Welcomes in the
r air, welcomes st the gates, welcomes
I at the house of many mansions--but,
no good-by. That group is constantly
- being sugaetedtL They are going unp
from our cities of earth to join it
Slittle voices to join the anthem-little
Shands to take hold of it in the great
I home circle-little feet to dance in
Sthe eternal glee-little crowns to be
cast down before the feet of Jesus.
Oar friends are in two groups-a group
r this side of the river, sad a group on
r the other sle of the river. Now there
I goes one from this to that, and another
- from this to that, and soon we will all
I be gone over. How many of your
Sloved ones have alreandy entered upon
- that blessed iplaee? If I should take
Spaper and pmesil do you think I coeld
r put them down? Ah, my friends, the
waves of Jordn ear so boasely, we
r aesn not hear the joy oa the other side,
where thaeir gip is segmenated, It
a is graves here, and colas and hearses
SA little i~ mother bed died, aad
they e~b . The said: "Your
mother has gone to Heavea-don't
e~ y" amnl the nest dog, they wenst
the nrveyrp d, and theUg id the body
at he muber dwnw teo she jdroesm,
lso as e m.. , I AsVIi-s
SItih ,ip~rlurses-r a
- -,.~~r m~src -. +~
ITeaven?' Oh, we have no idea what
Heaven is. It is the grave here-it is
darkness here-but there is merry
making yonder. Methinks when a
soul arrives, some angel takes it
around to show it the wonders of that
blessed place. 'he usher-angel says
to the newly arrived. "These are the
martyrs that perished at Piedmont;
these were torn to pieces at the Inqui
sition; this is the throne of the great
Jehovah; this is Jesus" "'I am going
to see Jesus," said a dying negro boy.
"l am going to see Jesus;" and the mis
sionary said: "You are sure you will
see Him?" "Ohl yes; that's what I
want to go to Heaven for" "But,"
said the missionary, "suppose that Je
sus should go away from Heaven
what then?" "I should follow Him."
said the dying negro boy. "But if Je
sus went down to hell-what then?"
The dying boy thought for a mo
ment, and then he said: "Massa,
where Jesus is there can be no helL"
Oh, to stand in Ills presence. That
will be Heaven! Oh, to put our hand
in that hand which was wounded for
us on the cross-to go around amid all
the groups of the redeesned, and shake
hands with the prophets, and apostles,
and martyrs, and with our own dear,
beloved ones! That will be the great
reunion: we can not imagine it now,
our loved ones seem so far away. When
we are in trouble and lonesome, they
don't seem to come to us. We go on
the banks of the Jordan and call
across to them, but 'they don't
seem to hear. We say: "Is it well
with the child? it is well with the
loved ones?" and we listen to hear if
any voice comes back over the waters.
None! none! Unbelief says: "They
are (lead and extinct forever." but,
blessed be God. we have a Bible that
tells us different. We open it and find
that they are neither dead nor extinct
-that they never were so much alive
as now-that they are only wait
ing for our coming, and that we shall
join them on the other side of the
river? Oh. glorious reunion; we can
not grasp it now. "Eye hath not seen,
nor ear heard, neither have entered
into the heart of man the things which
God hath prepared for them that love
I remark again, we can in this world
get no idea of the song of Heaven.
You know there is nothing more in
spiring than music. In the battle of
Waterloo, the Hlighlanders were gir
ing away, and Wellington found out
that the bands of music had ceased
playing. He sent a quick dispatch,
telling them to play, with utmost
spirit, a battle march. The music
started, the Iighlanders were rallied,
and they dashed on till the day was
won. We appreciate the power of secu
lar music; but do we appreciate the
power of sacred song? There is nothing
more inspiring to me than a whole con
gregation lifted up on the ways of
holy melody. When we sing some of
those dear old psalms and tunes they
rouse all the memories of the past
Why. some of them were cradle-songs
in our father's house. They are all
sparkling with the morning dew
of a thousand Christian Sabbaths.
They were sung by brothers and
sisters gone now-by voices that
were aged and broken in the
music-voices none the less sweet be
cause they did tremble and break.
When 1 hear these old songs sung, it
seems as if all the old country meet
ing homes joined in the chorus, and
Scotch kirk and Sailor's Bethel and
Western cabins, until the whole conti
nent lifts the doxology and the scepters
of eternity best time to the music.
Away then with your starveling tunes
that chill the devotions of the sanctu
ary, and make the people sit silent
when Jesus is coming to Hosanna.
But, my friends, if music on earth is
so sweet, what will it be In Heaven!
They all know the tune there. Me
thinks the tune of Heaven will be
made up partly from the songs of
earth: the best parts of all our hymns
and tunes going to add to the song of
Moses and the Lamb. All the best
singers of all the ages will join it--
choirs of white-robed children! choirs
of patriarchsl choirs of apostles!
Morning stars clapping their cymbals.
Hlarpers with their harps. Great
anthems of God, roll onl roll on!
other empires joining the harmony
till the thrones are full of it, and the
nations all saved. Anthem shall touch
anthem, chorus join chorus, and all
the sweet sounds of earth and Heaven
be poured into the ear of Christ.
David of the harp wilU be there.
Gabriel of the trumpet will be there.
Germany, redeemed, will pour forth
its deep bass voice into the song, and
Africa will add to the music with her
matchless voices
I wish we coul4 antilpate that song.
I wish in the closing hymns of the
charches to-day we might catch an
eeho that slips from the gates. Who
knows but that when the Heavenly
doors opens to-day to let some soul
through there may come forth the
strains of the jubilant voloes until we
catch it? Oh, that as the song drops
down from Heaven it might meet half
way a song coming up from earth!
aCamht Wetk.
t When the church comes to be looked
Supon by its members as a very respect
Sable place, for respectable people, sad
no one else, it is recreant to duty and
Pdoes not represent Christ, who came
Sto seekad save the last. We hear,it
Sis said, that the Gaspel has not done
r all we might expect la say one eona
itry, city or village. I reply: Tme
SGospel has never yet been seepted,
Slived and practiced by all the luahbi
tasts of any land, city or village. I
Sit had, it woald have made a paraels
-Berv. William Wilklsms, Mianea
la, Minn.
t The ltmb gai a -s -
The .kure.s hag gagg mer into tie
world. The wqeld bee rst.rd the
i pew, Wsaltb, md v$et eontrIs. fa
r toO a of ~urhut anr ti e mOders
t hwrek is teo seedy e as1l ma
a form oa wor ese thsib Zi ass he
IJ i-~f - N S
-Almond Frostia. Almondfrostina A
makes a deliciont ad4itioa to a lest of
white cake. whites of two
eggs to as st stir SIa bal t
pound of pow r and squarter
of a pound ot` blanched and 2a
powdered to a te. Flavor with
orange flower water, and, ityou ehoose
a few drops of almond extraet.--Bostos a
Budget a
-Almond Blane Mange (French ee-t
ipe): Blanch and pound ten ounces of in
sweet and half an ounce of bitter al
monde, add four ounces of powdered de
sugar and work to a paste, pour overa
pint and a half of boiling water, cover
and set aside for an hour. Strain and
mix with two ounces of dissolved gels.. a
tine, then pour in a mold and set on
ice. When firm turn out, and serve
with whipped cream flavored with a as
few drops of extract of almond.-Farm
and Fireside.
-Potato Salad: Slice some cold
boiled potatoes, toss them lightyta C
oil and vinegar and dish sprinkled with
finely-chopped shallot or chives. Fil
leted red herring kippers, or kippered
or smoked salmon can all he added to
this salad. Slice some cold new pot
toes, and arrange them with quartered J
hard-boiled eggs, sliced beetroot and lb
stoned olives. Prepare a sauce by well
mixing one part vinegar to two of best
oil, peppgr, salt and inaeed parsley, l
chives and capers: pour this aif qevr
the salad and serve.--Household News.
-Breakfast Dish: Procure an ox
cheek, cleanse it well in salted cold
water, and then let it soqk. Place itt
in a stewpan, cover with cold water, i
bring to the boiL and skisthoroughly.
Add sufficient whole black pepper,
malt, allspice and a blade of maes to
season it. Simmer usry gently for
three and a half or four hoursaceordlg o
to the size of the cheek. Line a greasd b
basin with alloes of hard-boiled egst
Cut the meat into small pieces sad d11
the basin two-thirds full with it.
Strain some of the llquor carefully~
through a cloth, dissolve a little gels- &
tine in it, flavor with tarragon or plata
vinegar. 'and pour into the btiLa so b
as to fill it up. Next day turn out and t
serve with a Pood garhish. Cut it Into dl
thin sliced when hel ping.-Leeds Mer
cury. a,
--Preserved Gooseberries greea): t
Top and stem the goosebesries, wasl k
in cold water and. drain. To evale is
pound of gooseberries allow one and a
one-quarter pounds of sugar sad.,emo te
and one-half pints water. Throw the d
gooseberries into a poreelain-Uae4s
kettle, cover with boiling water and b
stand aside a few moments to seold.
Put the saugar and water in another t,
kettle to boil. As econ was it boils i
skim and stand aside to cool. When e
the gooseberriep feel tender take them,
out carefully vith a perforated skiet
mer and slide them carefully ~nto a
pan of cold water. Let atiad a few g
minutes, then lift them again with g
the skimmer and put them earefutly
into the sirup. Stand over a gentlP
fire and let simmer slowly for about
twenty minutes or until they are quite
clear. If the gooseberries seem likely
to break take them out carefully and
allow the sirup to boil a few minautes
longer. When done put carefully ta
to jars or tumblers and stand aside to
cool. When cold tie up and put away.
-Mrs. Rorer, in Orange Judd Farmer. 1
Whet May oe Dems to Lemen Their Ua
besmsois Color.
It is as little hard to 'dress no" in the
evening, when nothing seems to suit
the sun-burned face and hMnds so well
as the negligee outing costume we
wear daily, which, by the way, should
be navy blue or dark green; but sup
Spose we have a seeret talk together,
my blue-eyed maids, before it is time
to appear at the tea table, and see if
f things can not be bettered a little?
First, let me tell you, before you go
on a water excursion, to thoroughly I
bathe both face, neck and hands with I
any pure cold cream, an excellent
preparation for warding eoff and re- I
I moving sanburn, that can be bourht '
at any druggist's. Then when you enter
3 our room all heated and tired o 1
- your arrival home. first take a sponge
Sbeth, and after it fl deep basin with I
Ilukewarm water, and into it boldly
plunge your face, holdinag your breath
1 and closing your eyes. Keep it there I
Sas long as possible without breathing,
then "come to the surfae," take a deep 1
breath and try it again, repeating the I
process a number of times Geatly
dab your face dry with a seoft towel,
Safterward sponging it lightly with
r alcohol, and sit, or, what is better, lie
down and rest half an hour or longer.
At the end of that time you will find
your color will have pereoptibly
Sdiminished, and a little baby powder
Sdeftly applied will remove time alshty
Sappearance and tonea dow• the over
r edness efectively. On resi#ai lor
Sthe night bathe the face, na* ad
arms again, and apply the esld meag
as before direted.-Jenns e Millea's
sensmles m***
S Sunlight is good for evrythfin bt
S Away with heavy hanggs, either
above or below the bed.
1 Bew of a duty, emuty carpet,
y H ood tf ekeepl g; iter sweet
aa sad s bre doo.
Do not fail to pwroade someasesat ]
ventilation duarig the night.
Keep the head cool while slepind
bet do aot by a ndut et ses ;
If a folding bed mest be ,
trire some way to keep ite
Let Ibh gillow be high
bring the beeAd in a s t pn ria
Io m ,ore o o~
ry day; strr li edsd
nit Oald aIrn x
It was mlda-lgbtitr-*eythl( ddeb
tal always happea adt tBetite. T e
lIghtaing wasu ashlin ad hlatl~ w
roared. It was
Charley, who wa jeir e1 tl
a swell "hop." hatd clbiem •l
a North Clark steet eai
the shelter ed ea swea ea i b w b='
lg around the coarses O
house. He stood foCr setue
dheumslosing the wetet . wh
he diaeoveret dicely serMintW
a dark obt t . * it tA W
look catu y abet and tr.
over the street aMd ist *rio t rth
ase awning wh iek Y
him. Then ems a lash ,l4
and the dark oh '4tot k Iebt
features ot ore at Cbarept
who was alwso wetua g fe;wdIL
"Hello, Jacki hs that yesI" Mt
Charley. "I see yea'k Or1k1in t
alleys now."
"Sh not o logd," wmthesYpoI
"Why? What's ape
."Well, if I haven't to Mps-d s
In' toough lack it " t
Jsek, "no mortal eve-ne " a`
then s ash of gh Ithtal weeae the
fact that his ketoe wsalrisef ' ""
got a cluster of stone brales 0sme
left hoof," e eonatiuued, "ds
on the right one to drive a s etia
hospital. For uer of betiakrm .lYs
limped it through the allPys *lt $
way from my girl's house, *a E hts
it all, I wouldn't are we se l1I
hadn't dropped of. while she waim ,w - -
"Dropped off! ibaids $Si U E
"I madn just what I suio-.n
oe. You ses I told the old4g
other day that our ball wae't gelt tW
be say hoedown and tha-it 'hee ti
have a pair of patent leathers i ider
to be In the push. SoheasiMd FIdt
wear the shoes I had or I'd stay at
home, and I jast made up my mind to
foot him. You knew be'sa kird w4 *
partienlar old gauy. and he's get a
burial suit put away ia a truek, as
to have it ready when 1he ge to Ft
dler's Green.' I just west Is -t
trunk on the sly ad du ruph thle
and slid 'ss en. They wts
the doetor ordered,' and he h r
on 'em to beatlhe msed. I I heseiew
in the next ward. or, rathep r the
me, and if the old gyea drla't b'ei '
In time, he'll pass oat oer the ~s
divide in his Stocking flet, any li as
the sunny shore with * es r atdes
"Well, anywpy, WtOOi* west a O'
to-night till I atsteh tdeWew my '
home in the rslt. She olyt t a
short way from te baell and it was
nearer to walk thna sab. w
oar, so weyboth aT i
ian uwer sy 'thee ' A
.au e a Ie ime. fohr ,her il.
di4dn't know that berial hash we
made of paper, and Wel iMdte' ae4d
before the right one spaner i lsTh.
sad then the left one followed t
I tried to smile sad loeak t
when one of the bidt4 t q
me on the corer, a he a
ther and the other One ga4 a diee ia
Then we peamed a stree lJs set
grir saw +trwh r'Sy._s ad she
'Oh, JaeZ Wbst 
your shos?" I tried pWst aM irId
baut It woulda't go an she Sewear.
another word after that WheI Iil
'good aight' at the gate se j) **a*
up her nose sad duesed ltentohbeaa
I never saw such lak is my libi e*l
on saeount of thoee tiLgsmpaper eshed
But I must be go , olaid mam P.I
catching sold ah3esy. So lesgi" And
Jack shook his rids's 4 a d, bhtteed
up his coat and dis re in the al
ley.-Chisgo Itr-Oeba.
wras.4eth, m
Willie G(arvin afrss was a sae
fellow; sad ih due em s of time he.
got married, sall epidtellowsehul.'
HLe acquired hi. Erovth lemk i sit
so with his family. LWeeq re
makese his ensea fetusrs h1 elhmse
the gurts. Up to ayeeg
aecumulated "one, litte, two Ittle,
three little Garvies," thjree hea',ti.
bloomlg sows Each time, Lwithe
exception, It w. a o. Beil a
school te.rpl det*i A 1i~ekget
rusty in Ls Sl#tI1 u t~pll t'
etc., he oeasiat~lyads eae to his
list The last ddition ease reesutly.
A friend st o.W 9eregrerheU '0 "1
him Lsrue es:.SelPtu l amthitp't4,
the Lord alde, 'X*y e earthm.'"
The nsewer ,wel_ ""atleS
good, bqt eointes wpo't work.
The faorth be Is a "3eto
Baurdgeti. ___ _ .
A Boe istbetd
Unalagal bmhwia, ed ledttr
and telegream of oQoeguatmlati bm r
been pwariag u pe trehl*i:
perts of he worl, ldr Whp have
the sble~jt of eawesul s
breakfas) tsblA adi th bieteslien
little daughter i~ibrod of e '' The
I othber dy se id to her ethr, with
a pathetU air . gearw "YHmana,
do youe sappos all the peole weald
tbik as masuek at pap If tihey keew
that be someimes p s b dlbews
the table?"-'P-3ot__'Maslep
-Dr. OGee,, tau Uulishk erie'ster.
keeps up his re of eting e atmr
,,"eest~ur " r uap-. isU · . ,
tord's he sd t NII. LsJylp
sgo be mde 1*1 p- hetw18 ree
eas theatsae sin; 4g laeil
haif his ws is lnit he l~
aggregab a f iII sepo and as tle
-A desaer e a
- *4
i Vbend,~il

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