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IM'ltt J tM, ( r.'l(i (iunrl, Inform m I "Viivs pjif the suviitiiuuitif rieaiiirehuiil ? iftiiM 'ni'tn tho flowi'r -citio ng lug ahil. AbJ Ml til hfr thl ( Irlt may li?k in J y' unillrt. 'Ah, llfiwufcliui l pr lai la th gloaming alien!, VIur tlii tkl'-t of (! Futurn, cru!in, jr I, Acl Urn uriiil! ara OoJumlloi, and tor- beflitu aw il r-im Of Urn aiignl who Cj 'Lots the murmuring Stream," V'orn woman, who4j pyo m with toar ii!y nii.'.J, Ion ars a"l nn I wlw-hava your h'jp tvti fullUlcil? Now anwr, m ouwar.J you'r Jnurn)lii(c ahmjj Wurj In riixwirolun.l, fiiloj with it vision aul aonjj? "Ah, world-wUa unci wary and rndy to din, I'm wiM'j iiiK', for round m but blighted hotio II-i Tar behind mo tha long-tor savanna I f Ther lu beauty the region of I'leasurolaud UV Memphis Commrr "lul Appca CADDIE'S SUITORS. "A valentine fer ye, Cad, suro'u you'ro a font high J" Farmer Benbow enmo bustling into tbo kitchen with a market-basket full of brown paper packages on Lin arm, an agricultural paper sticking out of LiB pocket ami a Luge, tquare white envelope in his hand, directed to "Mind Caddio Benbow" in sprawling, rather awkward writing. An innocent-looking maid of eigh teen years of ugo cumo out of the pantry, with very pink cheeks, and received the document in a little flut ter; but her face foil as sue- noted the handwritiug. "That'B from Jud Pitcher it's his writing," she auid, with a tono of din appointment in her voice, "An you needn't to snurl up your hobo ef 'tis, young lady," returned lier father, with emphasis. "You ort to be proud to hev him send you a valeutime a feller like Jud, that's got lots of good land j'inin' our'u, to eay nothin' of mules an'sich. Now open it, an don't bo a-stauniu' still there a-studyin about that there Jim Page that's alius a-hangin' round ye." "Yes, open it, honey," Baid good Mrs. Beubow, bustling from her churning, while Miss Sua Benbow.the lder daughter, and Mrs. John Btin foow.tho daughter-in-law,also crowded tip to see Caddie's "Valentine." With fluttering fingers, the young lady opened the envolope, and drew forth a wonderful combination of hearts and arrows, Cupids and roses, and some sentimental verses, purport ing to lay the treasures of the sender's heart and hand at the feet of the love ly recipient. i "An it means something," said Mrs. John Benbow, with solemn con viction. " "Of course it does," said Miss Sue, who being herself comfortably en gaged, had plenty of time to devote to Caddie's tittle love affairs. "It's good as an offer. " "But- but I don't think I want Jud Pitcher to make me an offer," faltered Caddie, her pretty mouth taking a plaintive curve. "Yesyou do, miss," interrupted her father, briskly; "an you'll take it too, ef that's what it means." "Oh, yes, honey.dol" bosought her 8 mother, whoso policy was always to coax people into any disagreeable task, from taking a dose of quinine to accepting an unwelcome suitor. "I think Jud'a real nice, so tall and kind of slick!" "You ought at least to send him a valentiue in return, Caddie," said Mrs. John. "He wouldn't get it today," mur mured Caddie. "It's too late now." "Th:t don't make any difference,"' put in Miss Sue. "You can send 'era any time during the month." "An ef it's the thing to send a Val tine in answer to his'n, that's what youll do Cad," said Mr. Benbow, bluntly, "an a Blap-up one too ef it costs a dollar I" "I think it's all right and proper to send it any time this month," argued Miss Sue' wrinkling her square fore head thoughtfully. "But to make ,ure I'll ask Miss Atherton when she comes tomorrow for the Betting of guinea eggs I've been saving up for hei. She'll know what's what." And Miss Athertoa the village heir- " and autocrat, Via Um qn-ti..ti was Milniuttfl tn her, detected a ot ht.iry lit t , with pretty C.t I lie.hi r h-r enjii cil hiilij.-ct of admiration, f,.r heroine, and at uneo fell good-imtur-edly tt to the family view. "Of coiira. it lie nil right to acud one," aha said, stuiliu;; at Cad die, who w ai blushing abyly and un comfortably in a conn r, "and I'll tell you what I'll do; I'm going into town this very day, an l I'll pick you out tho prettiest Valentino I can find. Ho you can go right on dreaming, you dear little thin;,', and needn't worry your pretty head about it I'll get one that'll mako your Adonis go wild With delight. And all the afternoon Co l li went about with a diurnal feeling in her heart, and her soft eye all misty with tears. For Caddie was the moot timid of beings, aud felt that sho could never hold out against tho combined will and efforts of her parents, sister, und Mr. Judttou Pitcher himself, wretched ns it would make her to re sign her youthful lover, Jim Pago. Ho might have sent mo a valentine, hho said to herself, "not that it would do him any good, or me, either, for they are boiiud to marry mo to Jud Pitcher, and what bball I do if they do?" Meantime, MUs Atherton, under tho impression that Caddie was ns deeply in love with tho sonder of her valentiue as he was with her, took a benevolent delight in selecting au ele gant va'outine, presenting a flight of silver-winged tloveB, with long, lily stalks waving above them, two heurts entangled in a dainty true-lover's kuot aud some charming verses, tho senti ment of which was unmistakable. Aud Caddie's heart sank lower than ever, as she beheld the lovely fabriou- tiou ensconced that same evening in its dainty envelope, and directed by Urn. John Beubow to Mr. Judsou Pitcher. "'Tain't likely he knows my hand write," remarked that lady, "but he'll know mighty well where it came from all the bame." "Christopher Columbus I Who'd a thought it? If that don't beat me!" Mr. Judson Pitcher's pale eyes grow a trifle deeper than usual with wonder as ho surveyed tha valontiua so care fully chosen by Miss Atherton. lie had crumpled it somewhat in his awk ward efforts to slip it from the en velope, and left a "sinudgts" on the creamy edge. Mr. Pitcher was a slim, tall, oily looking young man, with a linty-white fuzziness of whiskers, stitf, white eye lashes, and a general expression of ill humored stubbornness. He had just returned from the post office with his prizo, and now stood gazing at it with his open mouth. "Hit'o a bouncer an' no mistake," ran his cogitations "pigeons an' rib bons an' flowers an' things! An' who'd ever a' dremp of Athy Ather ton, 'at I've allays thought was stuck up an' proud as she could live, a seudin' me sich a line valentine, with all them verses a sayin' how she loves me? Granny ! I wouldn't a' b'leeved it, an' you couldn't a' made mo b'leeve she done it, if I hadn't a' seen her with my own eyes a-buyin it an' a-pickin out tho finest one she could find. An' a lucky thing it was I was a-standin' behind them other fellers bo's she couldn't see me, or she wouldn't a bought it then, and I'd never 'kuowed where it did come from. "An' it says she's been n-lovin' me for years, nn' daredn't make no sign. Well, great guns! Course I'd be williu' enough to hev her. She's got tho stuff an' aiu't bad lookiu' neither. Not so purty as Caddie Benhow, an' I'd ruther hev Caddie all things being ekil. But take Caddie if I can get the heiress? Not much, Mary Ann! Wisht I hedn't 'a wasted my half a dollar on that valentine for Cad. But, howsomever, I'll go straight off an' see Althy, an hev it all settled in a jiff. Jest to think of tho heiress a lovin' me so hopeless all this time, on' me in my modesty not a-suspicioniug it! She might of lied me long ago." And so absorbed was Mr. Pitcher in his reflections that he nearly roile ovej Farmer Benbow, who was plod ding down the lane in search of his cows. "H'lo there, Pitcher ! Watch aont where you're a-going at!" was the farmers greeting. Don't be a-runuiug imr your fried', Coinin Otr in tliuiii r K-Hiinday ?" 'N'o-o,' ,!'.:. 1 Mr. I'iK-h- rj "reckon not." "Il'in!" friintcl the f.rnn-r, "ItiTkoliiil Voi would. Caddie' kinder cip etiu' of ye." "Is, Ih'V?" queried Jlld, with Bll arrogant indiJrreiu'u umpired by hii lieW proMprrtn. "lbttltlH ttl fctin' 'ot any parlfeklcr gruound, 'Speet I'll be a-goiu' over to Mimi Atherton'. Wouldn't wonder if her an' ine'd luarry 'fora harvest time get here, "Hey?" Mr. Benbow Mured with great round eyes, and m-arly dropped the pipe ho wus smoking. "Whutever air von n-nieanin', Ju l ? "Jest what I say," retorted Jul, forward without another glance at tho old farmer. "Don't , none of yo be s'ptixed if yo git invites to the weddiu'; that's all." Mr. Pitcher diHsapeared up tho lane, and farmer Benbow went homo in a tempest of wrath, to communicate tho news to hss family, and great wai the general consternation thereat. "llu' a bane deceiver," quoth Miss Sue, indignantly. He's a mean, good-for-nothing : scamp," declared Mrs. John. "An' oh, lar! whatever'll I do?" j monned Mother Benbow. "Yere I've went and tolo Mis'Bibbins that CadJio was n-goin to bo married boou, au she'll tattle it all over tho country, au now I'll bo a laughin'-stock. Oh, dead" This phase of tho affair struck diro dismay to all hearts. "Only thing to fix it 'nu be for her to marry some one else right boon," suggested Mrs. John. "Yes, but who?" demauded Miss Sue. Whereat Caddie, gathoring up her omall stock of courage stole forward and with her round face all flushed made her plea. "I I've got another valentine," ehe murmured "from Jim Pago; but instead of Heading it through the pout of2ce, he brought it himself today, bo's I'd be sure and get it. He forgot that Valentine's Day was tho four teenth, and thought it was the six teenth, and and he'd like mo to marry him, he Bays." "An I don't care shucks et you do now!" snorted Farmer Beubow. "Oh, yes, honey, do," coaxed mild Mr?, Benbow, while Miss Sue and Mrs. John - signified their approba tion of the plau, all things consid ered. As for Caddie, the blue old world grew brilliantly rose-colored all at once, and buo and her hero sailed away in u golden boat down love's en chanted stream. An hour or so later Jud Pitcher came riding sheepishly along tho lane, (having gotten a very lively "bee in his bonnet" from Miss Atherton), and as it happened, eucountered the old farmer again at the bars. "Hello, Uuele Nat" ho greeted him familiarly "I'm comin' in a spell. Ye know I was a-foolin', don't ye, about mo and Miss Atherton?" "Hit don't make no difference to me ef you was or wasn't,"returnedMr, Benbow, grumpily. "Don't get huffy, "advised Jud, with cool assurance. "Kin I see Miss Cud die?" "No, ye can't," growled back the ' old gentleman, "for the very good reason that Bhe's a-entertainin' some one else in the settin' room, an' they might think three's a crowd, 'cordiug to the old sayin'. " Explanations, appeals and anger were alike unavailing with the obsti nate old farmer.and Mr. Pitcher finally realized his defeat and rode sourly away. "Reckon ho wouldn't 'a made a very agreeable Bou-iu-law," meditated Mr. Beubow, as ho started to tho house, "an' I reckon wo done wrong in tryin' fo make Caddie take him. Anyhow, she's a good little creeter, an' seems like sence. I seen how plum hnppy she is with Jim Page, I couldn't hev the heart to upset it all now, even ef Jud had of had anj" good excuso for actiu' so like time." He'd Examined Carefully. "Do you notice any change in Dum ley ?" asked the tall man. "No, I don't," snapped tho other man sourly. It was Dumley's tailor. Rockland Tribune. "SlAMii) ri.Al.XS." A Geographical Misnomer to C;;!l Then a De; crt. Trailed by Texas For Her Man'-iSf-lccnt Ktato Hou. , "It is titno that tho name 'Staked Plains,' ns applied to tho Lluiin ll. taeado, was ntncUen from the map of North America," said O-.-ologint P. ib rrt T. liiil. "It is a wholly ridu u loii4 misnomer. One explanation fliven for thij uto of this term h that early traveler act up Make to mark their roads over theno then considered aterlens WjiHteS. Atlother is that the designation nlludo4 to tho Btaff-hko steins of tho yucca plants, which re semble btake projecting abovo the proutid. But neither of these expla nations explamx, because tho yucca does not grow on the Lluiio IMncudo, nn I no wood for stakes could have been procuted on tho absolutely tree less desert by travelers. Certainly they could not have curried btakes with them. But thero is no use in finch a dis cussion, because tho solution of tho problem is perfectly aiinple nnd ob vious. Tho name 'Slaked Plains' is an erroneous translation of Llano Es tacado, which means a palisade or wall. The Spanish term alludes to tho precipitous cliffs by which the vast plateau is upheld, us it were, on every side, except at tho southeast corner. The geological formation may bo com pared to a book lying on a table. The whole of this plain tho largest in tho United States is as smooth as tho surface of tho oceau in a dead calm, its level unbroken by trees or bushes but carpeted with a rich growth of grass. "Up to within seventeen years of the present time tho Llano Estacano, or Staked Plain, was Biipuosed to be utterly waterless. After seasons of rainfall there are occasional ponds or lakes of water held in depressions here and there, but theso are apt to evoporato in a few days. Running Water is the only stream in tho des ert. It suddenly breaks out of the grouud, ripples over pebbly bottoms for a distance of ten miles, aud then mysteriously disappears, like many other rivers west of tho Pecos river. Tho trouble is that, though tho au n n al rainfall is fair in qtiautity, tho soil is porous as a sponge aud swal lows the water. The latter percolates downward until at a considerable depth, it is stopped by au impervious stratum. "Thanks to this stratum, the Llano Estacado is underlain actually by n sheet of underground water, the most remarkable in the United States. Thus in the midst of tho plateau more than 1,000 wells have been dug suc cessfully. From these wells unlimited supplies of the precious fluid are pumped no by means of windmills, making practicable the measuring of thousanas of cattle. Water is struck in this way throughout the entire ex tent of the mesa, which thus has be come a great grazing region. "At present 9,200 people live on the Llano. Three million acres of the northwest corner of it were transferred some time ago to certain parties as a mode of paying them for building a new state ho-se at Austin. This was by far the largest grant of land made to any corporation in recent years, and thero wus a big howl about it. Wise judges today, however, are of the opinion that tho State got tho bet ter end of the bargain, inasmuch as the land is worthless for farming pur poses. " Boston Transcript. Queer Wedding Customs. Profetsioual jurors are well known in America, and everybody has heard of professional mourners in other parts of the world, but professional wit nesses to marriages are quite novel additions to the social system. It ap gears that they are well known in England, and that their services are often in demand. A prominent clergyman writes on this subject: "Ask any old cab driver, and he will, probably, tell you how often ho has earned au extra feo by acting us one of tho witnesses to the marriage of some couple he has driven to church. I have had two such cases within the last twelve months. One tradesmen lonr, a f..rtl f.iel.r, l-t (;i-iierali v nt Ui nice ( f the eli in Whfll t WitlMSl 1 required, an I J ahould think Unit -ho h el So acted jit qtutti It M'ore of I u-.- -i during tint pst few t ar., u pi nt Ui tiiu'H b ni offered him for lits fceiv.Ven, ttUiln iii others ho hia Hot iVeli been th-Ulked. "A South London clergyman I know (hui!It send fr a photo, ;raph'!r, In church warden, wlio has a pluee just t'oti!e, to act as w it nc-, and tho individual decline to net uidenho Uhc no pressure, of coiir-e he H allowed to take ft compound portrait of tho bride and bridegroom to keep as a record, and ho atrnply asks that o small subscription bo put in tii" poor-box of tho church as a return, and if the bride and bridegroom dtooso to give au order for a number of th portraits, ho gives the profit t hii church t'lnease, llo hai a:veral times boon asked for theso portrait mane considerable time after they were taken, and in one casio produced such a photograph at Mtuch-ster Assiz.-H. In several case I could toll y on of, tho parties being marrie I have, for reasons known to themselves, and not ou account of want of time, absolutely refused to bo photo graphed, and, of courso, another wit ness has been found." New York Mail aud Express. New Toe Clip. Among tho mass of new invention for the general bent fit of bicyclists is a toe clip. Riders have, as a ruie, been skeptical regarding too clip, for tho majority of them, whilo having one or two good features, are defect ive from the fact of being stationary aud requiring considerable practice to secure tho feet properly on tho pedals without bending tho clip. This new too clip has several good features. The construction is such that when tho pedal is not in use and hanging downward, tho toe clip swings out of tho way, so that tho pedal may ba caught by the rider'e foot, without uny attention beiug paid to the clip. The instant the foot is placed upon the pedal the clip flies iuto position, where it locks firmly, and when the foot is removed from the pedal it turns with the clip on the uuder side, tho mechanism immediately unlocks of itself, aud is at 'once ready for fur ther use. By the uso of this clip the side guards on tho pedal may be dispensed with, as the clip is provided with a metal Btrap, which acts as a guard.uud which cnii bo made wider or nurrower to suit tho ridei's foot This clip can bo readily adjusted to fit almost any make of pedal. The construction is very simple, having no parts to becomu disarranged or get out of order, and tho weight is only three ounces. New York Mercury. How a Tiger Was Arrested. The escape and recapture of tho tiger at the Karachi Public Gar dens recalls a similar incident which occurred a few years ago at La hore. Moti, the late celebrated occu pant of tho tigers' quarters at the Zoo finding himself at liberty one morning left the garden and strolled on to the Mall, of which he was shortly ia sole possession. His keeper meuntime hurried up to Government House to report his charge's breach of rule and get a warrant for his arrest. A hor rified secretary fluug him the first sealed document that came to hand, and the keeper, ttronginthe authority of the royal arms, and meeting tho tiger at the gates, displayed his war rant, tied his pugree around the nui mal's neck, and marched him back to his cage, reproaching him loudly on the way for his ingratitude to the Sircar that had housed nnd fed him for so many years. Like his Karachi brother, Moti had been reared in cap tivity, and readily gave up his liberty for his old home. Civil and Military Gazette. Bricks Used in Nineveh. In the British Museum are brick0 taken from the buildings in Nineveh and Babylon, which show no Bigns of decay or disintegration, although the ancients did not bake or burn them, but dried them in the sun. Tho batbs of Carucalla and of Titus in Rome.and Thermae of Diocletia have endured the ravages of time far better than tho stone of tho Coliseum. New York Advertiser.