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IroaBtmmtl^t^i^r^iWtnïïtnlnmTlwt^aptWtmlrani^aBCTrtffffl ■IB HILKMfllD j --I T HE young man with the milk pall in his hand went out of the room, and as the door closed behind him Judith turned toward her mother and sister with fierce indignation in her brown eyes. "I wish you wouldn't do that, moth er," she said in a low voice. "It is per fectly horrid to ask a visitor to milk the cow. You know father will be home In half an hour, and he can do it then Just as well aa not. Ever since John Harwood has been coming here yon and Sylvia have seemed to want to make a hired man of him, getting him to bring In wood and do errands and milk. Father, too, always keeps ont of the way Wednesday afternoons go as to get out of doing all the work be can. I feel aebamed to look people In the face." ''There, that will do," said Mrs. Sim mons, sternly. "I guess John isn't too good to help us a little." "But be has his own work to do be fore be comes here." "Well," said Sylvia with a simper, "he seems to like to come, just the name. How many times has he been 'here to supper the last two months Y' "And to-day," Judith said hotly, "of all times, when he is going to take toylvla to that dance, and has come with his best clothes on." "Well, we gave him your father's overalls and frock to wear, didn't wet" "Ton are altogether too particular,'' aald Sylvia, contemptuously. "Dont you know that* if you get folks to do things for you It makes them like you all the better? And, besides, it isn't any of your affair, so you needn't get ao excited about It He doesn't do the things for you, so you can forget all about It" and Sylvia laughed rather •npleasantly. . a little later, John Harwood In with the milk, Sylvia, with a sweet smile, went forward and took the pall from his hand. "So good Of you," she murmured. She carried the pail into the pantry. "Here, Judith," she said, "can't you Strain the milkt Don't make me stand here holding it all night" 8he did not know It hut the young man heard what ^nbo said. 'At supper time Mrs. Simmons passed the cake to the guest *8ylvla made it," she said, with a fond glance at her eld est daughter. "Indeed," said John, "and did she ssake that delicious bread T" "No," said his hostess, a little shortly, "Judith made that" "Now, if you will go in the slttlng toom and wait a little while, 1 will be all ready," said Sylvia when they rose from the table. "If you can help me, mamma, it won't take so long." Thus Judith was left alone with the dishes. When she was alone It was her habit to elng to herself. 8o, forgetting all about John Harwood, she was soon sitting happily about her work. Suddenly a strong bass voice Joined In. She looked quickly toward the sit ting-room, but no one was in sight, so. with only a slight hesitation, she kept aa, feeling a thrill of delight as her dear soprano was supported by that Vigorous basa When the song was ended John ap peared at the door. He looked at Judith with interest "I did not know you could sing," he mid. "I don't think you know it now," she aald, deprecatlngly. "I Just hum a little U myself once in a while, but the oth ers don't like to hear it" "You ought not to disparage your ability. I took a few lessons once, W If I'd had as good a voice aa you 1 would not have given It up." "I wish I could take lessona but I Sever had time. 1 know I don't do It right and that is why I never want any one to hear me. I forgot you were listening." * Just then Sylvia appeared. Judith was left with her dish washing. Once she passed the back of her hand across her eyes and the han d was quite wet It was the next Wednesday but one, and Sylvia and her mother and John Harwood were in the sitting-room. Judith was getting supper in the kitch en. When It was half-past five she Went out into the back room and put on an old calico skirt a jacket of anti quated fashion, and on her head a huge sweeping cap. Then she took the milk pail and lan tern and went out to the barn. 'There'll be time for me to get through before he atarts out and I can get these things eff. I should hate to be seen in such regimentals." Fifteen minutes later John Harwood went to the bam. 8ylvla and her moth er had failed to find the milk pall, so he had taken the next best thing, a large tla pall with straight sides and no strainer. The lantern was missing aim bat he said he could manage with put It . .WhaB he goto to the hero he saw la the 7 it --I light cast by the lanterp a groteaqn« figure seated beside the cow. "What are you doing?" be asked a( soon us he bad recovered from bis first *«■?«•«• . Milking, was the brief answer. He listened a moment. "I-I beg your pardon, he said then, "but you are not mil It I nor rnn Irnrtw_nntl rnn am am,, milking, you know—and you are cry* ing." She sprang to her feet and faced him The pall fell with a clatter and the cow kicked spasmodically. 'Of course I'm crying," she sobbed. ... "Who wouldn't cry to find they hadn't wit enough to milk» horrid old cowl And—and she kicked me over three times. Why, Mr. Harwood, what art you do,n * r " /«* Paring my arm about yoa to, VSi .! î° V* 7 * while you needn't look so horrified, nr.« I« ». «« », Imrtta.hM m* wipe away these tears-that Is better Now, I want to know why you wen trying to milk that cow." "Because I hate to have jrou do it and I couldn't etand it any longer." "But I don't mind doing It. 1 „ _ , - . , "Well, I mind having yod. Now, please let me go, or you will be late \t that party." 'What party?" wnat partyr Why, over at Upbam Center. Aren't you going to take Sylvia?" "No, I am not I did think of It but ts long as I did not say anything to her about it I am not going. Not that I »woM fml oMlxwl to g» «reo It I b.4 "" — « « know what I am going to do this even Ingr "Yee." "I am going to stay and visit you And before I go home you are going te promise to marry me." "Why-why, John!" I "Well, wh.tr' I thought-I have been trying all th< Hnm t. tblnk of yon u • broUmnln. "Trying, Judith?" ; "Yee, becauae-oh, John, don't make me say it" i "And, jndlth," said John, "I beileva I have loved you all tbe time, only you ' have been so shy and reserved that 1 didn't know It" The cow stirred uneasily. Jndlth gave a happy little laugh. "Oh, John," she said, "aren't you ever going to milk tbat cowr* "Yee, I am. And, what la more, I am going to milk her, every time I come here, and I am coming oftener now. So if you feel very badly about It you can set tbe day Just as soon as you like." "Perhaps I shall learn to milk yet" she called back as sbe went burrying to the bouse. She took off her skirt and Jacket and went to look after the ne glected supper. You are getting awfully careless,' her mother complained. "A Uttle more and that hot water would have gone on my foot." "I should think yon were cresy," said Sylvia, a little later. "Yea go flying around, singing some Miotic tong, and what under the aun you have that hide ous sweeping cap on your head for is more than I can see." Judith put up her hand and snatched it off, coloring guiltily. , "Seems to me Jt takes John forever to milk to-night We'U be late to tha ----- ------------- party If we don't look out," Sylvia aald. «oedy* "And Judith la late about tapper, too," said Mrs. Simmons. "I think you had better put on your dress before supper. It will take longer, being a new one. but I will haip yon." When they were seated at the table Sylvia waa very pretty In her smart new gown, but, somehow, she could not get John to look at her. When his eyea were not on Judith they were Oil UlS plate. 1 When they were through sapper John stepped to Jadlth'a aide. "Sylvia," be aald. Sylvia colored slightly; he did not often call her by her first name. "Sylvia, can't you da tbe dishes to-night? Judith and I are going into the other room. You see. we have rather a good deal to say to each other, being Just engaged."-Chlcago Record-Herald. - _ Longevity of Quakers. Tbe remarkable longevity of to< members of the Society of CbdSen Friends In Great Britein has been fully sustained during the last year, too aver age age at death ln the United King*, dom, from 1 to 100 years, being «1 years < 7 months and 7 daya Two women members died over 100 years old. h 8on ,t 7"°- 7*7,"5L"* have toe lutense look In their eyn that rrr*- * mtoep h# COunU "• mo ^__lacroaan An old sua la a good deal Ilka aa oM fnnaco Mtttog la tko back ynA In wktah tha fires km basa out snag MEXIOAN FEAST 0f TNI DEAD. A »MT off BtTHflt out» A tk* EMM htpriMlc. The turnt of the 4tmA 1« the day to Mexico that takes the place of tot Vat entloe's day of this country. The roe tom la that of giving gifte the eame ae the cun tom of thl«7n„nrV7 nie m to ^ the verse telling of regard, Sinket» as sym , friendahin reVh«« remembrance that'the good old ti aûmu u, e aotK j oW -«in* , gotten. Aa the name at the gee. the neoole of Mexico hare thüo! , «hop windows filled with puppets and groups supposed to commemorate the d ead, and odd little things some of ; them an and many are very costly. a__... . 9 * One gift to go to some wealthy persos was aa ebony hearse, about a foot long; trimmed In Inlaid pearl. Miniature horses wen attached auf a ml nature man bald the lines, wearing a very doleful expression on bis face. Then men an Maba of board with tiny flx ore . 0 f prie .ta maiSSi ta pnSSslÎE bearing between them the coffin of tbs dead, on which is tbs sigh of the cross. These little slab, an snfpmed to n£? ' sent the funerals of person in every walk «te* «ad an given as gifts «, the day of the feast at tu» ,.'JZ % X"£.1o»" Ä2 to the station of the rwjpleul If a pel eon really has had a death In the fan* , _______ the tant !y then greater can is taken In the sa ___ _ ^ tectlon, but the rift finds its ... »... ». __ the fflft finds Its way to hi, home ju» the eame to remind him that life la bm transient at best These Uttle gifts are fa many désigna, ■ome of them being bat single figarew musicians, bakers «rvn.,«. ao on, to »»v» thé nlaoa nf valentine. Then thev atmest* in mm! ske^tone. readlnir from the hmhÜ Ufe or fate eittin* on an sito. grave.' Or^s*«snr. death «g , mumm, bring fumnrml Ibom oomo 2 the y I__ A NOTED EXPLORER. Br wtul »* Martin Conway, Who to to . W J de expe 5 , f nc * nto a * tbl *, U î? ^. ^o^ m ^'kV'g^TÄi United States. From here he will go *° 8 ? ,,th Amerlca * ^*»ere he wlU take u> w» exploring expedition through the 801171411 Andes. A * ■ mour tain climber Sir William W0B kla spurs in the Himalayas, through which he conducted an !m P° rtaat expedition In 1894, and for he wa * knighted. He has climb BIB WILLIAM MART» COX WAT. ® T * r ? Portion of the Alps and writ *0® B® interesting book on his expert •P cea * At one time he was a professos °* arta ln University College, Liverpool . . . . . - ------ but to ® k to traveling and climbing bo* can,e h e enjoya it While ln tbe Hb» ~ a y" he made the ascent of one peak 23*000 feet In height He was tbe first «an to lewl an expedition acroaa Spits ***** " dt o determine toe character of tot interior of that cold land. Tw| J«*» a *° "f d,d »m« very high climb «»• Andes, to which ha J* returning. Tbe glaciers of Term del ** h,m «»• Go "* n J*™®* ®* ,n " K,irjlM fMBBlana ol " — ** a nientbar of Victoria's Coronation Coach. Queen Victoria has at her dlspflaa! whe ® »he wishes to take a ride bum m *^ able coro_ "? on ! 8 flwt Thl8 carrlag * *■ unknown to too present generation, as k has never left toe royal mews at Buckingham palace since 1861. It la lovely, bat cumbersome, was designed for George III. and every portion Is „ .. . 4 . „ _ . rtchly decorated and gilded. Outside ** IMnelB *™ I*«*»»* P®tat*d by noted * rtlat ®' ____________ Sugar Versus Starvation. Experiments by Professor Mono la toe University of Genoa have shown ire »«m mp iqi» m.«» **»• «MP«tura at toe body quickly with tot admlalstatloa ef ____________ Aaaetranmaybe wadded to kna& but sbo usually acqttires more toan oaa , I WOMAN FENCER TO WED. Mise Greta Pomeroy, whose engage* ment to Philip , Clark has been an Bounced, is known aa the most expert all-around woman athlete in the United States. At the same time Miss Pom «oy. who is wealthy, is a favorite in N « w York society. Among the feats which she has to her credit Is the kill '»B. •■Ingle-handed and with one rifle single-handed and with one rifle »hot. of a ^laxly bear near her camp at Glenw °od Springs, Colo. She is also a famous cross-country rider and long distance swimmer. One of her most unlt l ue claims to distinction In an ath W >. f.c. that ,b. bm, ' SO j . j ! ! ; MISS GRETA Poiisnov. known teachers of fencing In tbe coun try declare her to be, without exception, the best woman fencer in tbe United ™e oest woman rencer m the united States, "capable of fencing with any man '®° " a «ef how expert, without ex P«*!"* Hint favor be shown her be cause she Is a woman." Miss Pomeroy Is a Cincinnati girl, while her prospect lve husband, Philip Clark, Is a native of 8t. Louis. HEIRESS ELOPED WITH GVARDIAN*S GARDENER . Mrs.Fredertck W. Bod'ey, who was Miss Lena Head, scorned a legacy of ------- .„u, «„ocm . 120,000,000 for the love of her guard lan ' 8 land8ca ^ gardener. She lived at ° reat Rl' er, L. !.. and eloped to New T "* C '' y Her °' i0 - c - |l " jl ° r ' ■ft MHS. FRhDKRICK BODLBY. has a valuable estate at Great River, where she and her mother, Mr*. Betsy Head, made their home. From her mother and uncle Lena had expecta- ; tions of inheriting a fortune in tbe mil lions. Now both have sworn she shall not have a cent of their money. Lord Kelvin's Long Service. Lord Kelvin, who is 77 years of age, has tbe distinction of having occupied a university chair foiea longer consecu tlve period tban any other university professor now living. In bis varsity days, though the fact Is forgotten Lord Kelvin was an athlete of much more than ordinary prowess, and at Cambridge. In spite of the work which won for him toe proud position of sec- i ©nd wrangler, be found time to win the «ailver sculls." A native of Belfast. Sir William Thomson, as the eminent inventor and electrician was known un tU 1892 ' ""e® be was created a baron! I held the chalr of natural ph nosophy in 1846 011 1899 I 0 ._ _ ■ and with the exception of Sir G. G, Stokes he Is the oldest Fellow of the Royal Society. A Scholarly Royal Pipe Smoker. The King of the Belgians is said to be tbe most scholarly monarch in Eu rope. His tastes are of the simplest. best cigar manufactured, and every morning a quaint tobacco Jar ln tbe ahape of an elephant, which stands on tbe mantel shelf of bis smoking-room SL.*" Uon *___ Favorites are withdrawn from the ____________ He prefers a favorite briar pipe to the at Laeken. la filled with a certain brind of English bird's-eye tobacco. A curious fact Is that the country pos Besses no crown, consequently there Is never a coronation, the king merely tak , sr itrr T-. trainer. The politeness of a mean "»s la al* I ways mere or lass disagreeable. «TOR* WITHOUT'AN END. Beriet Novelist Who Wouldn't Brins Hto Worfc to a £r«u.atloi.• Have you heard of my friend *•* u,e< l to write for the State Boys The publisher of that remarkable pa per—1 am not sure that it had an'eduor Per-i am not sure mat it u*u uu — -offered P- a cent a word for «»tory of adventure, and P. agreed, to write It In chapters, supplying them wee y __ in chapters, supplying them weekly till the tale had been told. The chapters the tale naa neen tom. iue went to press as fast as they cam. Presently the publisher became rest People in this story were doing ex traordinary things, and never getting >•" awful plights whenever be' wrote "To j be continued in onr next." At the six tieth chapter he was no nearer to a solution of the plot than be bad been In BOlUllUU UI llic piUl lUttU UC uau the sixth. The publisher wrote to P. begging him to close the narrative aa quickly as possible, but P. replied with another batch, which ended, like tbs others, witb the heroine banging over an abyss by the eyebrows and the vll laln bolding her would-be rescuer by . the throat against a tree a mile away and chortling wltfr*houllsb glee. Every j chapter ended like that, so that there simply had to be another one to ex ! plain It. and get the suffering people out ! of trouble The publisher did not dare to Interfere. His customers would In ; slst on tbe end of the story. P. was an Inventive cuss, and be kept tbat story going till the publisher's hair turned white and be drew, under bis cent-a word contract about |75 a week. Vio lent threats at last obliged him to kill off most of his characters and write tbe long delayed word. Finis.— New York Independent COMBINED BELT AND BRACE5. From far-off New Zealand comes the combination shown in the Illustration, that of a pair of suspenders which can be quickly altered to a belt when tbe wearer desires to change from one toi N. Duhrberg and George K. Askln, and they state tbat the device Is particular ly adapted for use by athletes, cricket ers, boating men and football players, and also for workingmen who use a ' INVENTION FHOM NEW XEALAXD. ; change, the braces being pivoted at tha back to allow alignment, while the front straps are attached to the buckles belt while at. work. Any of these per sons who prefer tbe suspender for or dinary wear and the belt for special work will appreciate the mérita of a combination which will supply both at a cost of little more than that of either article alone. A glance at the Illustra tion shows the manner of making the by loops on tbe under side, allowing them to be drawn up and fastened to the upper buckles of the suspenders. This leaves exposed the hook and loop for fastening tbe ends of tbe belt as shown. i nmu miutar y »«»»er in tbe South Afri ( can " 0nulge Vryatatt" was a painter ot co " 8ld erable note In his day. Jacobus ™ U *T ,,ved ,n Haar, em at * 5" d of th * «'»tee® 111 century and 4 * ~ 4 " About the De Wet Family. The Dutch antiquarian, Peter van Meuvs, gives some information about the De Wet family. It appears that the moat eminent predecessor of the fa I the begl "' n * ° f the ^entrenth. The ? am ,® ot the artlat 8tal,ds »n toe I * am f « gl8 tere of the old Kaapland ■ families. A Jacobus De Wet, his de scendant and namesake, settled on tbe River Llesbeck. In South Africa, where he married a Joslna Pretorius, and died there in 1711, leaving five children. Long Oil Pipe Mae In Russia. The Russian goveriynent baa aanc tloned tlle laying of a pipe line for oil from Baku to Batum, on tbe Black Sea, a distance of 861 mllea. The project baa been discussed by successive min isters for fifteen years.' The govern ment ' howeTer * Insists that the piping and hydraul,c machinery shall all be manufactured in Russia, which will de **** work unt11 1803 or 1904. Flrst American Telescope. The flret American telescope waa put In position at Yale College in i« y)_ There were a number of heroes laractera, lei waa tbe only one lionised. srw .•? *« A woman can't see any farther tn f n toe^ end of her note if it has a pim g i+ 1 She (threatening breach of promise suit)—Do you Intend to deny, sir, that you proposed to me? He—No; I intend to plead insanity.—Fun. "Aren't yon the beggar that I gave a pie to last week?" "1 guess I am, mum, but I'm willin' to let bygones be by' . _____ tx _(_»+ | n . . ,, !t ' " * ,n my he rt t0 bear n ® t m ce ' j Borem—8crlbbler, they tell me. is now quite a literary light. I must call on blm. Wigwag—Even a literary light may be out when you calL—Pbiludel phia Kecord. The Don—And what part did you take In tbla disgraceful proceeding of bolding Mr. Waters under the pump? Undergrad (modestly)—His left leg sir.—Tit-Bits. "John, bow dare you come borne at one o'clock In the morning?" "W-w-w h-y, Mary, you can't 'spect me to stay out al , nlght on dollar'n forty ceuu."_ p enver Times, 'Twas Ever Thus: "Oh, yes, he adores me. I've known It for a forntlglit" "Then what's bothering you?" "What's bothering me? Why, I've got to wait for him to find It out!"— Brooklyn Life. Billtop—You must be doing mighty well, old man, to be able to charter a yacht. Capton—Not at all; Cm doing it How's that?" "I'm to save money, going to keep my wife at sea for wÿole month." DalBy _ What do you tblnk? Clarice ! "0 a * a ® entertainment ln a private Insane asylum. Edie-Did sbe say whether they showed their In sanity much? Daisy—Oh, yes; they en cored her three times. Mistress—Nurae, you really ought to aae a thermometer in baby's bath to get the right warmth! Nuree (airily»— 0 , that's all right If the water's too 'ot he turns red; if It's too cold be turns blue. Tbat'a all you want to know, mum !—English Humor. "It is sad to see tola mercenary spirit so flagrantly manifested In politics." said tbe earnest citisen. "Yes," an swered Senator Sorghum. "I have fought against it all I could, but it's no use. I can't get. people to vote my way without payin' em."- Washington Star. Mistress (to cook)—But why do you want to leave. Mary? Cook—I don't like the cookery, mum. Mistress—Why, you cook the things yourself! Cook—Yes, I know, mum, but I'm only a plain cook; and 1 thought when I came hère that you would make some tasty dishes uow and again, mum. Magistrate—I am told that you have already been convicted fourteen times on this same charge. Aren't you asham ed to have to acknowledge to that? Prisoner—No, your worship. I don't think no man ougbter be ashamed of 'Is conwictlons. Magistrate—Two months, without tbe option of a fine.— FIck-MeUp. "It's a little annoying to have to get up In tbe middle of tbe night and look for burglars." said Mr. Meekton, "but Henrietta seems to enjoy having me do ao." "What wonld you do if you really found a burglar?" "Well, I'm so kind-hearted tbat I'm afraid that I would be too lenient I tblnk I'd open the door and tell him that If he didn't g»", ont quietly Henrietta would come down and attend to his case." He was thoroughly happy when he entered the front door with a package In his hand and exclaimed; "I've got something here for the woman I love better toan all the world." "John," she said sadly, "I don't object to extrava gante ordinarily, bat 1 do object to you buying expensive presents for the cook." Bat then, yon see, ebe judged blm by bis appetite, not bit heart— Der ver Time*. A Georgia singer complains tbat the printer murdered bis verses In a cur rent publication. He says tbat be wrote: A little wife to wait In the rosy twilight late. With the blooms—thick at the gate. Bat the stonn appeared In print as follows: A little wife to wait In the rosy twilight late. With the broomstick at the gate. —Atlanta Constitution. Pat had secured lodgings In the town and gone to bed early. The wind was blowing a terrific gale, and, as the horse did not stand very securely, the landlord waa rather anxious about its safety. He sent a servant to arouse Pat, who waa sleeping soundly. When at last the sleeper awakened he sat up in bed and robbed bis eyea. "What's toe matter?" he naked. "Don't you hear tbe wind?" asked the servant "We're afraid toe boose will bio# down." Turning over and drawing the clothes more tightly around him. Put replied: "Go and tell your master the bouse doesn't belong te ma."