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. r . .a w- t i r 'i- " A .' lift i l ' .' L v j.Ui.LX'Uaiu,l,Mi.l,jjiJjA,1j,,,1(i.l,llr4 POLLY'S MISTAKE. "Now, which cne?" asked Polly.and the stood on tiptoe thut she might de termine tho point. Sho was a plump Polly. Sho was a short Folly an.I tho man-tcl-pieeo was a high one, so that thero ws no other thing to do than to Maud ou tiptoe while sho gazed ut two fact' uud wondered, "Which one?" Thoy wcro uot female faros, but Polly, though young, was oil enough to take a very positivo interest in nias culino faces. Sue had already decided which ono nho would liko to murry. uud would sho have', been Burprined if homo day, out of thut surface of paper n the niMutel-piece, had brokeu a voice, "Polly, my dear, aa I lovo you, will you marry me?" But he had mmatainod a fcrava i leuco bcciuse only a picture, for which reason nobody could claim credit for uuusiual discretion of speech for a man. Yes, dumb, dumb, and that gave Tolly'd warm affection a chill. Then he was her "first cousin Joe," and a kind of brother, was he not? That ga?e ber marrying fever a still colder chill. This young man was very handsome. Ilis oyea were as ex pressive as Polly's, and that is saying h good deal. Her eyes were black, soft and loving. Any one that had eyes as handsome as Polly Ricker'c, owned an excellent piece of property. His features were very regular. The lines of his mouth Bhowed firmneso, yet tenderness, and Polly, first look ing round to see if Aunt Nubby were "peekin," had kissed tho picture the very day of our story. Aunt Nabby was not giveu, though, to "peekin'." That very moment he was frying doughnuts because Polly liked them. The other picture on the mantel-piece was that of an honest, reliable soul; but Polly had' no affection for him. She was a visitor under .the roof, and in the two weeks that her visit had stretched across, she had not learned very much about the history of beings whose only presence was that of pic tures. Had not Aunt Nabby said that this plain sensible faoe belonged to a sailor, a young captain? "Oh, the other is a seaman only ; bnt I had rather nvirry a handsome Bailor than a homely, stiff captain," was Polly's opinion. She sighed.- - She was thinking that the handsome eailor was only Cousin Joe. She hesi tated a moment, kissed the photo graph again and then went downstairs to look out of a window fronting the sea and to pity sailors. Everybody in the neighborhood had something to do with the Bea which was only a bit of a way off and kept pounding night aud day on the rocks, making all the fuss it could to attract s much attention as possible. To keen this unruly sea in any kind of 1 V - subjection every one must do some thine. Uncle Rouuld Rickor was the keeper of the yellow life-saving Bta tion on tho rim of the gray sands. Uncle Ronald was a big, burly, ffnod-natured kind of a fellow. Aunt Nabby was a slim, slender woman, whose thoughts were quick-moving, darting out like swallows' wings, and her eye sparkled like a run of brook water the day the spring has lifted the lid of ioe covering it. Said Uncle Ronald to Aunt Nabby in the hearing of Polly at the window : "I'd liko to have you, Nabby, clean ap at tho station, if you will, sweep round and so on. . Nothin doin there in summer, but I want to keep things sort of slicked up, and I'll 'low you pay for it. I've got to be off to my tatsr-patch t'other side of the back 1 ! pastur'.". i i II "1 will, l'.ooal.L" Ronald Rickor left tho room. "Polly, hoou as I havo finished these ere doughnuts-thencomo on!" cried Aunt Nabby. "Wo will run that life-savin' station this fore noon. They hbull have a female crew today. Yuu get tho brooms ready. It is a worn-out thing down at tho station. We'll bo lively and Bturt soon." A Binnrt but prightly Lroom-bri-gado Boon charged on tho station and cuptured it without difficulty. Win dows were thrown up, tho broom eel to whisking, and tho dust routed. Tho living-room below, tho men's heodipmrters by day, peedily was Bvejt. Tho bout-room, with its appar atus of Burf-boat and breeches-buoy, life-car and Lylo gnu, rockets und sig nal, received prompt attention, and this floor also whs thoroughly swept. Auut Nabby remained to do some "cleunin' out" behind the door where oue of tho other but less particular crew had left a henp of dirt. Polly, singing awiiy, went upstairs hopping like a robin from step to step, laud ing on tho threshold of tho masculine crew's quarters by night. "The beds look all right," said oily, eyiug Bix iron beds, neatly cov ered with beddiug and Bet in two prim rows along the northern aud southern walls of tho room. "Yes, they look all right, but I know those men didn't sweep under the bed". N-6, beforo I sweep I'll take a look off from tho ook-out on the roof." This was a platform on tho roof. railed about, and supporting a flag staff. Here on clear days a watch was kept by the surfmen. If noed be, a signal could be run up to the top of tho stuff, and any needy craft on tho water promptly instructed. uuess women s eyes can bpo as quick as men's," murmured Polly, "and wo will hove it bo today." On her way up a short flight of steps v tne Joouout biio nalted in a ittle recess and examined tho box of signals kept there. Since her arrival he had been very much interested in tho nignai department, and, instructed by Uncle Ronald, felt that bIio could now handle those signals aa readily as the keeper himself. "Don't I wish that Cousin Joe, whom I never saw only in his picture, were off on the water and needed some signaling from the shore!' if she bad allowed the promptings of her heart and the signal vocabulary permiueu, sne wouia nave at once signaled, "I love thee, Joseph." But he was just Cousin Joe, and repress ing any demonstrations of Bpecial- in tereBt, she lifted the scuttle in the roof, threw it back, climbed upon the platform, and looked off. Her heart started up and began to beat like a thresher s nail, for there was a schooner flying a signal. She knew what it meant. Was it Cousin Joe off there? Whoever it was, a sig nal of "distress" was fluttering abovo the vessel. Should Polly run down to get Uncle Ronald? Whon in summer, during the season of closed doors aud vacant rooms at the station, any dis aster might happen on the water, the proper procedure was to run for the keeper and notify him. " At the head of as many of the old crew as he could gather from cornfields and fish-houses the keeper hurried to tho station.oper ating as might bo advisable. Uncle Ronald, though, was off on a "tater paten, a mile away. in. tne mean tltA wt'lwtift TTftirns K(n(au nanvv ducking their heads oue after the other, could sink off this very station. "Wasn't a female crew running this station today?" soliloquized Polly, "I'll answer that signal myself." The Bchooner was so near the shore that if her Bails had been set the ap propriate siginul would have been thb JD of the international code of sig nals, "Yon are stauding in to danger, bnt this vessel had dropped her can' vas, as if meaning to halt anyway, and then she had a suspicious look, as if sinking. "i ll let them know they are rec- oguized, and that they may expect Llp," thought Polly, orkin,j swiftly. Turning away from tLo stuff, at whoso hcml now fluttered this signal like a jouguo of rUeeriug fpun, l'oll r rau down tho short itairwsy into tho crew's night-quarter, than down tho Mnir. dropping to tho kitchen. a. 1 or in jerks: "Oh-oh! Auutic iuicli t Dan- "What !" "Quick !" Sho wns now darting through tho outer duor. "(it your undo, Polly!" "Too too far off! Come!" And Nubby sprang after Polly. "Let's take uucle's boat, Aunt Nobby!" "We go off?" "Yes yes! Youcnn row; bo can I." "Good for ye!" cried Aunt Nabby; I nm with ye." They rushed uncle's boat down to tho firm, nhelviog sands. They pullod it through tho low-ruuuiug surf, and soon wero alongside tho bchooner in distress "Quick quick!" said a tailor, bnuimiflr a box to tho vessel's rail. Wo ruu on tho rock in the night. lost our boat, though wo got off the roc k, started a leak, " and havo been Kcttlin' ever since-there, I'll go back with ye. Then I'll pull, off and get another load. Cup'u is in tho cabin getting things 'up. lou sro good to coma off women, too. Ready? Hum now? All together. Pulll" Tho boat was rowed ashore, tho box, precious with papers and money, car ried up the Bunds, and then the sailor said : "Lemmo go back alone. I wilV make moro room for the next load. with cap'n or any one that comes." i won t marry that captain, run ning on a rock, thought 1 oily, "lie must be stupid aud homely. Give mo a handsome sailor." Sho thought of Conain Joe and tbi homely captain perched in state on tht mantel-piece at tho house. As if looking behind and discover ing her thoughts tho Bailor remarked: 11 Mai tua mint oi our cap n that we were on that rock, or nary i it mi i oooy s. inings win nappen, you know." 'I wouldn't marry him anyway, silently resolvod Polly. As the boat was rustling through tho Kurf, Aunt Nabby taid: "Now, Polly, we are the crew to day you know, uud must do jest as a crew does to the shipwrecked. IT start a fire in the kitchen stove in the station, l saw some couee and sugar there in tho pantry, and I'll git some milk and cake and biskit We'll fix em. You watch by the ' stuff, as it comes. ikest oi the crew is agoin to the station.' Load after load was safely brought from the schooner, which all this time was settling. With the last boat-load came the captain. Polly started when she saw him step on the Bands. Why hadn't she seen it while he was in the boat ncaring the land? If Cousin Joe's picture had left the mantel piece, and, turning up, had stepped out of the boat, nho could not have been more surprised. This was Cousin Joe himself. She sprang forward. "Why, Cousin Joe, is it you?" she cried, flying np to him, reaching ns high as she could aud throwing her arms about him. "J I I " stammered the young man, blushing, though not displeased. "I I thank you with my whole heart for helping us so nobly, but I am not your Cousin Joe, sorry to say I" Not Polly's Cousin Joe? "Why, why 1" she mumured.in con fusion, starting buck. Another voice, though, was speaking somebody from the station and laughing heartily. 'Dick Warner, I ao ueciare ha, ha I uiau to see vo hum! Polly, Polly.dear, come here I This is Dick Warner." "I thought it was Cousin Joe that picture on the mantel-piece," 6aid Polly, blushing and hanging low her head. "No, no," screamed Aunt Nabby, 'You made a mistake. Cousin Joe is t'other picture ha, ha! He'll be hum soon!" Yes, the real Cousin Joe came home soon, and just in tima to hear of the engagement between a certain young female surfman aud CapUiu Richard Warner. New York Ledger. "OATCMXG." Most Agonizing Torturo Ever Cor ceived by Man. Innocunt Persona Rurb'il Alive In Fre:;h ITastc-r. American lawmakers, Judges and chief executives might learn many things by studying tho methods iu voguo in Persia. For instance, they might learn how not to exeeuto criiu inula, and they might study the ad vantage, or lack of it, of executing au innoceut man as a warning to the guilty. Pivo men wero recently buried alivo in plaster of Paris in tho province of Shiraz, Persia, as a warning to high way robbers who had been committing depredations on tho road between Iiu-" shire and Isfahan. Shortly after tho murder of tho Shah a succession of robberies occurred, and it was esti mated that property worth half a mil lion changed hands within a week. Almoflt every day travelers wero stopped, robbed even of their clothes and then beaten with sticks. 11. 11 II. Ruhkn-ed-Dowleh, Gov- ernor of Shiraz, concluded that steps' must bo taken to stop tho robberies. Ho could not catch them, but ho al roady had fivo men in prison for re fusing to pay taxes. Ho concluded to exeeuto the five innoceut tax-dodgers in order to frighten tho guilty high waymen. One of tho most horrible modes of execution in voguo iu Persia is known as "Gatching." A hole is dug iu tho ground to a depth of three or four feet. A hollow pillar is erected abovo this. Tho victim is then placed in the hole and plaster of Paris poured in around him and water added. This mortur, known as gatch, Boon hardens, swells and obstructs the cir culation of the blood. The suffering of the victim is awful words cannot picture it. Death does not afford a a welcomo relief for hours and each minuto tho agony grows more in tense. A correspondent of the Loudon Graphic wituessed tho execntiou. Not kuowing the fato in store for them tho men walked to the place of execution without fear, surrounded by a howl ing mob. The mob was kept back from tho torture place by a cordon of soldiers. "They were taken into a high-walled carden. a guard being pluocd at the entrance," writes tho correspondent, "and in a short timo the riret to be exe cuted was brought out Rouud his neck was a steel collar with a chain, which his guard held tightly .iu his hand. Some one offered him a pitcher of water, from which he eagerly drank, and then, not knowing to what awful death he was doomed, be walked calm ly and without a word to his well. It took nearly au hour to fill the well with gatch, during all which time the sticks of tne soldiers were in uso to keep the crowd from pressing too close and hampering the movements of those employed with tho gatch. "When the gatch became solid and tightened on tho poor prisoner, his yells were frightful to listen to, and as thoy were carried over the walled gar den, those waiting their turn realized that the death to which they wero doomed, so fur from being the pain less one they had hoped fqr," was in stead of a terrible nature. When, three days later, I passed along the road, I found capitals had been added to tho pillars, covering the heads of the poor meu, who had thus horribly been done to death." The correspondent says that the Governorship of a state is held by the man who makes the largest present to tho Shah. As tho Governor collects the taxes and must force the amount of this present from tho people as well us a substantial sum for himself, tho condition of the peoplois pitiable. Unless thoy struggle to raise tho amounts demanded they are liable to bo thrown iuto prison or they may be executed at the pleasure of the Gov ernor who has bought this office. A Moderate Price. "Isn't my wheel u beauty. It $300." "Why, I didu't know bicycles cost that much." cost ever "Oh, it cost only SoO, but I the rest iu repairs." spent Tli( (.III and Her Vocation. "Uoforo any jMrl determines upon outside training for outside woik would sho imt d well to weigh and measure strictly her capacity, oppor tunity, need, and bo relntively sure o! all?" inquires Mrs. A. 1. T. Whitney ia tho Ladies' lfiiino Journal. "Are J on rapablf, iu any mnikud and upe rial decree, for ono particular pur suit and use? Is it riKht aud feasible, in tho apparent providential ordering, thut you should take timo and moin-j to lit aud equip yourself for it, and then can yon reasonably expect ehanr and scope to do your chosen errand? Is thero need of others to meet, ix-e 1 of your own to supply? Ai.w.r truly. Do not resolvn to bo this r that because yon think it a pretty thiug to be, i f because sotno one olso has succeeded in it. It mij have been her work, and yet not bo yours. A young girl ouco wrote mc, 'I havo set my heart on being au authoress. If I cannot bo ono my life will bo a failure.' Her letter and tho specimens of author ship inclosed, wero themselves argu ment for, at least, very patieut study and practice. Sho needed, also, to ivo longer and deeper before nho would find a trgo message to deliver. I told her so, in tho solicited answer. I toll them so; for this was only one appeal of many. To you others, who only have a little more time than i it. . money, and would imo sonieimug o busy you and help fill your portemon- naie, thero aro different things to say. Comparo your need with that of others before you take up occupation that may be their livelihood. To in trude into a crowded rank of workers only to add a pleasure or an elegance to your comforts would be extremest fracture of the eighth commaudmeut. Forbearance from this might leave many a chanco open to real necessity, which now is barred or neutralized by cheapening competition. Make eu- conscienco of this, as you would make conscience against robbery direct." A Remarkable Conscience. "I'll tell you the queerest thiug you ever heard," Baid Chief Dickiuson of the fire department the other day, "and it is a true story at that. Iu 18C1, toward the end of tho war, I was at Fort Lincoln, at Washington, tho leader of tho band of the 150th Ohio Regiment. Tho war was hot, and, of course, wo were all intensely interested in the very latest wo could get about it. Newspapers were scarce and when wo managed to get hold of oue wo re garded it as a treasure. "Ono day 1 was fortunate enough te get bold of a copy of tho Philadelphia Inqnirer, which contained a lot of war news. After I had read it I handed it around among the boys, and finally loaned it to a man named Brey meier. Yesterday who Bhould walk in tq my office but Breymeier, who re turned the paper with thanks. lie was looking over his old papers to get information to assist the widow of au old comrade in getting a pension and ran across the Inquirer. What do vou think of the conscience of a man who would return a paper after all that time?" Cleveland Leader. Not Inviting More Collisions. "No, sir,". Baid the man who had wavered; "I won't learn to ride a bicycle. I hud thoughts of trying it, but I have just heard of a peculiar trait in the machine thut caused me to chauge my mind." "What's that!" 'I understand that when you first try to ride, if you Bee anything yoa especially wish to avoid, you're almost certain to run into it." "There's a good deal of truth in it." "Well, that Bettles the wheel forme. I have enough trouble with bill col lectors as is it." Washington Star. Wide Rings as Swell Jewelry. Rings that cover tho finger from the knuckle to the joint above are the latest dusigus in the matter of swell je welry. Their only disadvantage lies in tho fact that the number worn must necessarily be limited by the size of one's finger. Moderate sizod diamonds surrounding some single large stono, or set just above it in a pear-shaped group, form the usual setting. Germany had 29,700 university stu dents last terra, the law students out numbering those otudying in. anj ether faculty.