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TUAVIS t)fOS. Putillsneih.
I AWI'kl llll
Tho world's agriculture occupies tho
attention of 'J.sO.OOfl.OOO men, repre
sents a cupitul of $2 1,000, 000,000, and
has an niinual product of $20,000,000,
000. The silver to bo used in plating tlio
"silver palace" at tbo Omaha (Neb.)
Exposition lias boon f arnishoil by
Western miners. The mt'tal, it seems,
is, however, only on loan, and will be
given back to the owners when the
show closes.
Every war vessel built for the Gov
ernment by private enterprise has won
a bonus of from 150,000 to $330,000 for
making a little more speed than the
contract requirement. ' 'Why not raise
the standard and save the bonuses?"
asks the Xew York Tress.
The Berlin National Zeitung thinks
the American apple has come to Ger
many to stay. It is not only good, but
can be sold in the streets at less than
four cents a pound, and, what is most
important of all, it keeps much longer
than the German apple.
New Jersey has made more progress
recently in road construction than any
other State. As a result the price of
farm lands in New Jersey has advanced
and many farms which had been aban
doned because of the difficulty in mar
keting their crops are now tenanted
and cultivated.
An English officer at Cauea re
marked the other day to a Russian;
'I should like to sink this island and
wash off the whole crowd Cretans,
Turks and Greeks!" "Yes," replied
the Russian, "and when the island
came up again, you would like to plant
the British flag on top!" It is prob
able that the one officer was as disin
terested as the other.
Germany, says the Saa Francisco
Bulletin, seems to be forging ahead in
the race for industrial greatnees, if not
supremacy. She already stands second
among the Nations in the value of her
exports and imports. Official figures
put her exports and imports for 1805
at 1,920,729,000; England's were $3,
125,820,000; France's, $1,300,167,600,
and the United States', 1,514,770,000
Says the Jacksonville (Fla.) Me
tropolis: "A few years ago the region
of South Florida wa3 one vast orange
grove. The cold weather came and
swept away the beautiful and profita
ble trees. Now that section is a to
bacco farm, and it promises to bo more
remunerative than orange-growing. It
ia not packing houses that we once
heard so much about being constructed,
but tobacco bouses to prepare the leaf
for the market. It is said that where
there is a will there is a way, and this
eeems to bo true of Florida. If they
can't have one crop they can another.
The soil yields bountifully, and the
year 1897 is going to prove a success
ful one to the tobacco growers. Much
of the tobacco, it is asserted, will prove
the equal that heretofore imported j
from Cuba. In fact, many of the na-.
tives of that island are now engaged, in j
the culture of the plant in the south- ;
rn counties of this State. Calamities I
come and calamities go, but the re-1
sources of Florida go on forever, and a
back-set does not discourage other ,
efforts to retrieve losses. We should
be, if we are not, a happy people when 1
there are so many opportunities to be
happy presented."
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"TIS LOVE THAT MAKES THE WORLD
CO ROUND."
A lh.-n-.im-l yi nr nu'-, -r nuir'',
A tnitl-li'ii iiti-1 u youth
Ii j-i-uvi ri-.l f --r t !ii'iiii vi m nruw
An '-l-l, vt llxinir truth;
ji-r thr-Micti tlii-ir luvn tlifn lov-r
f-iUM-1
'Thui hvi 1 Isfit nitt-l'i t!i wnrl-1
ru ill,
.K yoiitliK mill ihhI-Ii'iis Ihi-1 ln-f-irr
A tlioiiniiiil ji'ir mi l nuir".
A th"iiau l yiarn fr-mi cow, i.r nidra
A youth will kii-. wtlii- l-l lh
Of khIii Into fM-i Unit 11 n-U
J !n- l-ivi- lixlit'l-a- k to lilr-;
Aii'l wnil tli wurlil (or ninny a tl.iy
A-f'liinirn ijuyly on lt- wiiv,
, A-h iii!iint,' lii.-ti r tlinn lii for,
Aiiotlu-r tlioiiHiiii-l y wirh, it morn
A llil, I.rVO. iHVI VOVI Mlil I tmt f-uin-1
'lis livi tii.'it iniiLiw thu worl-1 if'i rmi nil?
Justitv Kolitii-, In lliiriii-r'n Wrrkly.
THE END OF IT ALL
ha i r tne last word, is
it?" It was Bale who
asked the question. He
Lad screwed his courage
to the stickiug point at
r a ran. t . i
Inst.
"That's the last
word." said Selino.
'and to my mind, Mr. Tolley, it's a
bit of a pity it ever went so far."
i 1 fit t 1 t t r
.ls jwiv; saia Jiaie. lie was vert
gloomy and quiet, and unlike himself,
and she had ceased to feei afraid of
him.
'In this wise, Mr. Tolley," she an
Bwered. "I never chose your com
pany, and I never liked it. I look
on what you've said to me as
liberty. And I defy you to say I ever
showed you a sign of encouragement
to it."
"That's true enough," said Bale
gravely, and without touch of iron v.
"I'll do you that much credit. You've
made it pretty clear as you disliked me
from the beginning.
tti.l it xti.il I i i 1
Ana tnat, uie gin retorted, "is
why I look on what you've said in the
light of a liberty, Mr. Tolley."
tiTi til iltivl
ii w on i oe repeated, uaio an
swered. "Good night!"
He lingered as if in expectation of
an answer, but the girl turned away
without a word. I he garden gate
clicked behind her, and Bale was left
standing in the roadway.
"Well," he said to himself, "it's
what I looked for, and it fits my
merits. He pulled a handful of loose
tobacco from one pocket of his jacket
and a pipe from the other. Then,
having stood for a minute or two with
out a movement, he tilled his pipe, lit
it, and walked away.
The girl meanwhile had reached the
cottage kitchen. She took a candle
stick from the high chimneypiece, am
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set. ii on ine tauie witn an angry
empnasis. nae stirred tne waning
lire with the same petulance, and.
having thrust a thin sliver or two of
wood between the bars, she knelt
down before the grate and fanned the
embers with her apron. When they
blazed she drew out one of the sticks j
and lit the candle. As the wick be
gan to burn she looked up and gave a
faint cry at the sight of an unexpected
figure in the noom.
"Mother!" she said, with a hand
upon her heart. "How you frightened
me!"
"Hast no cause to be afraid o' me,
wench," her mother answered. "So
Bale's got the sack, has he?"
"Got the sack?" Selina echoed.
"No. He was never in my service."
"He never got any wages, poor
lad!" said the old woman. "That's
another matter, however. In your
service he has been this three year."
"Well," returned Selina, "I never
had any truck with him, and I never
wanted any. And now, if that's what
ho wanted to know, he knows it."
"Yes," said the old woman, knitting
away with the same tranquillity, "you
let him know it."
"Why, mother," cried the girl,
"what would you have me do? Did
you expect me to say 'Yes!' to him?"
"No, my dear. It would ha' given
me a rare sore heart to hear it. But
I've known him since the day he was
born, and I've been sorry for him
many time. He's a nobody's child,
poor Bale is. Ho was bred on charity,
and he was made to feel it. He's gone
wrong, rny dear, like a good many
more, because he'd hardly ever the
chance to go right; but there was the
: makin's of a fine man in him. You
was quite right to say him nay, but I
could wish as you d been gentle with
him."
Selina lit a second candle and sat
down beside it with her sewing.
liis lamer was a travelin conjur
or," said the old woman, after a long
pause. "I saw him once alive, and a
finer figure of a man I never saw. I
helped to lay hiin out; poor fellow,
that same night. He broke his back
bone with a cannon hall tioin some
juggler's trick with it. They said at
the time he was in liquor, and he'd no
light to do a dangerous thing like
r it
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tint at 'iclt a fn.;f Hilt a 1 it
t f n tint ii'-r.iM the ton 1 tl ere llm
w a-ti (. rintud, nu-1 thc,- i w as tin li'n
n iuti!i' her rn'ifniriisi-iit. U"ii(. la'.-l
u ii-u't In-! n liulf mi l.n'ir v hrii tni,u
bluildi fill' idiot told In r tliO Ili'ttS.
'Mint killed th Mother. Tln-u Mor
v'h nifo took in tlu'Miild nu-1
kept it, mid n nil bi lpi d a bit; nud
be crowed tip to be niHi d ''o!!i y. Alol
ii II lie inula t ha I liu' loiiiiiie etiotii'li
to birin life with, old Toller must
needs j'o mi chii
j'o an hi iMen the poor little
eiei-tiir i.y ins own ikiuhm.I JiuUuui,
lis 'tl been a buuhilii' Mock for the
..ii-- i
wliolo ii' Ciihtle Biutii ld fur Vnri mi'
ears. Ha learned himself to ti n I'tui'
u rite w ithoiit nny help its i r I heerd
ii. Ho whs put to Work nt the pit-
bunk bv the time ho was i-ight 'ears
old, Mid he b i lled him 'rlf the i-tigine-
biviu' by looking nt the rngine im'
wutchiu' the chaps at wmk ut it. I'oor
Bale!"
A bright drop or two fell from the,
girl's eyes and gliteiicd na tho Hull
she w as sew ing.
Ill the meantime, Bale, the rejected,
had wulked down into the valley, had
lingered for n while at the forgo gates
to Mare in nt the white-hot, half -linked
figures that drugged the bloom from
tbo surface, and run it on its iron
trolh-y to the Menm-hammcr, and had
waited b see it beaten from its incan
descent heat to a dull red glow.
"It takes good Muff to abide that
kind of bundling," said Bale. "The
good MuH"h the better for it. But it's
no use trying it on slag. As a matter
of fact, you can't have the good stuff
without it, but it's a pity to treirt ull
sorts alike."
He was making a parable of the
matter in his own mind, nnd he w ulked
on thinking of it in a sore-hearted and
rather empty-headed fashion. He
passed the frowsy town and came out
tin the road to luarrymour, with its
almost instant hint of couutry odors
in tho darkened air. It was late
spring weather, almost summer, and
the smoke veil hung high and thin.
The stars shone through it vaguely,
and a dew was falling. He w alked on
for an hour, clean into the country,
not know ing or earing w here his feet
led him, and suddenly lw was aware
that the moon had risen, broad and
full, and that a nightingale was sing
ing. "Why, Bale, old lad!" a cheery
voice called out. "What brings you
here?"
"There's a nightingale in the copice
yonder," said Bale. "Listen!"
They kept sileuce for a minute, and
the bird's song, which had been
checked at tho sound of tho footsteps,
began again. The new-comer lidgetted
a little, and after a minute or two said:
"It's a pretty music enough. But
who'd ha' thought of your caring for
it, Bale? Going home again?"
"Yes," said Bale. "At least I
don't know about home. I shall drop
in at the Sir Ferdinand."
"Ah!" cried the other'striding on
again with Bale at his side, "I should
think that was more in your line
Well, yes, said l.ale, " l suppose
it is. Shall Ave set ourselves to walk
toward a glass?"
"Why, no," said his companion
;ot to-night. 1 ve better work on
hand. You've always been a trust
worthy sort of chap in a way, Bale.
You can keep a secret?"
l ve Kept one or two, .bale ans
wered.
"Why," said the other. "The
secret's this, Bale. I m going to get
married.
'Oh!" said Bale. "You've squared
the old lady, have you?
Yes. I ve squared the old lady,
and I'm off now to the top of Hill Road,
my lad, to carry the news to the young
an."
"The young lady?" said Bale.
"The young lady," said his com
panion. "She's been rare and down
hearted this six months past about the
old woman's opposition. She'll cheer
up above a bit when I break the news
to her. And look here, Bale, old lad.
Y'ou and me have always had a liking
one for another. There s a bit of a
difference in our stations in life, but
I've never made a difference on that
account. Have I, now? Come! Have
I?"
"No," cried Bale; "you never have."
"When a man's married," said the
other, "he's got to let his wife have
something of a say about the company
he keeps. Now, sometimes you are a
most extraordinary raeketty chap, Bale.
You know you are. Seliua's got a bit
of a down on you, old lad."
"Don't you trouble about me,
George," said Bale. "I know what
Miss Bice thinks about me, and I know
what I think about Miss Bice. We're
never likely to trouble each other."
"Why?" said the lucky lover, check
ing his walk suddenly and facing
round. "What do you think about
Miss Rice?"
"Oh!" cried Bale, "don't let's have
any misunderstanding. I've the very
highest opinion of Miss Rice. She's
made up her mind that I'm a wastrel,
and she's let me see her opinion. She's
quite- right, George quite right. I
am a wastrel. I'm no fit society for
her, and if, as a married woman, she
ltfakes up her mind as I'm no fit com
panion for her husband, why, all I say
is, her will be done. I shall never
think the worse of her. It's a woman's
business to keep her own man straight.
Well, here's the Sir Ferdinand. Good
night, George, and good luck."
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t 1,-hO you,
1 di-li't .t!.t
B..!e."
"Oh, will! We'll talk o" llmt mi
other tune. Neither Ml- lli.'e, us Mio
i luT Mrs. 'l'niinaii, Hi rhu v, ill be,
wnlit ine fibnilt her. Good iii;.'ht,
George. We fhnil inert to lilo.TuW. "
How Biib Tolley, w ho had g ae to
tho bad this three years, w rut hrnd
b.iig to tho Worne from that i-vrning
forward, is not worth telling, mid yet
wirt told in n thousand hour!io.Is.
There was good choice of blueku.'trd
society in the neighborhood for unr
mail who cured to seek it. Bide found
the v oihc, nnd played the uncrowned
king among it. His itnme grew to bit
a byword. Anxious parent vaiiiel
their sons ngnimt him. Only tho old
woman who hnd sometimes "moth
ered" him in his lom-ly and miserable
childhood had ever a sympathetic
thought about him.
"I'oor Bale!" she would cny to her
self, for she hardly dared my it to an
other, Bide was so flagrantly n sinner.
"He's got the very look of his father on
him. It might bo printed on his back
and bo no plainer rending. Ruinisl
dare-devil. It s wrote largo ull over
him. But he's n beautiful figure of a
man to look at yet, an' if iver a child's
heart was i' the right place, that child's
w as when ho was a child."
George Truman and Selina Bice
were cried in church, but of this Bale
knew nothing, for he did not mix with
church-going people. But George and
Selina were married, and that fact
came to his hearing. Bxcept Selina
and her mother and Bale himself, no
soul had an idea that it concerned him
in tho least.
The married pair took up residenoo
in their own house after a three days'
trip, and George Truman went back to
the oflico of tho mining engineer who
employed him. Bale drove his engines
at the mine, the Three Crowns Yard;
and a year went by. Then the two
men met nirain, Bale in his laboring
grime at the engines, and George in
his more respectable working gear.
"Hallo, Bale, old lad," said the
lucky mini, "how art? I've come to
have a business look at things."
"Going down?" asked Bale.
George nodded and looked about
him, rather evading Bale's eye thf-n
not, said an indifferent thing or two
about the weather and so on, and
went his wav.
"Ting!" said the little bell. Bale
handled his levers, and watched the
dial face.
"I could smash him like an cgij,"
said Bale, "nnd not a living creature
would think it was anything but an ac
cident." George's mind was in his work, and
he had no guess of what w as passing
m thoughts of the man who at the in
stant controlled his destinies. The
descending skip swung to its stopping
place like a feather. The married man
stepped out and made his way along
the workings in pursuit of his own busi
ness. The bachelor above ground
folded his smeared arms across his
chest, planted his back against an iron
upright which ran from floor to ceiling,
and pulled at his pipe, awaiting the
next sigual.
"Here, you!" he shouted to the boy
who passed the door. "What do you
mean by letting all this cotton-waste
lie about here? Clear it out."
"All right, gaffer," said the boy. "In
a minute."
"Ting!" said the little bell. Bale
set down his pipe, and took the levers.
The pipe fell over. When his im
mediate task was finished he looked
for it, and could not find it. He raked
the cotton-waste here and there -with
his foot. No pipe. Bale cursed a lit
tle to relieve his feelings. "Ting!"
said the little bell, and he went back
to his work. He swung tho skip up,
the careful eye seeking the dial every
now and then. Being free once more,
he began his search again. He kicked
the oily waste savagely, and all at once,
as if it had been a living thing, a flame
broke out at him. He raced swiftly to
the door and shouted "Fire!" "Ting!
ting! ting! ting-a-lingle-ling-ling-ling!"
The little bell was mad.
"Shaft afire!" roared a voice from
the side of the distant downcast.
"My God!" said Bale, and dashing
back to the engine house, he fought
wildly with tho growing flames. He
stamped out the blazing waste, and
turned again to his levers. Round
spun the shining wheels. Smooth and
steady went piston and crank, round
crept the hand on the dial, lie looked
behind him and the floor was smoul
dering. "Fire here!" ho shouted. "Engine
house afire!"
"Ting!" said the little bell. There
were a hundred and fifty men below,
and he was their one helper. He
obeyed the bell, and then rushed once
more into the open, trumpettiug'with
all his lungs.
"Help here! Help! Engine house
afire!"
"Ting!" said the bell. The floor was
crumbling with flame, and the partition
wall had caught. It was built of thin
wood, and was dryer than tinder. The
fire raged, and he was back at his lev
ers in the midst of it scorched.
choked, blinded. Then help came with
a roar of voices.
"I'iag!" said the
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1. '.!!. .;nr ile.-t dr..th. On' He, ,.,
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with i. -a! Im;: M ,im. lie -.. i! 1 tin.
. t!n dial nny !-!:,- r, b'it he ..-.'
by i't-tiiii t, r.'i.l the in-1 i net in i r 1-e-
tlilXel 1. Llil olii-e. "li, ' ' Mid t'u
t'.l t Ma -;ii i f the ra.'e ,n li'.Ie.l
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o i l Ml '." WHS filh-1, "Tiiii.-;" i. , . t
the third hinge wns l','!e 1. 'Il-i n l,o
toie her tip like lire, cherl.e-l her,
coiixe l l.r-r, Mi-pped h. r t-i a f- ' t.
"Ting" and "Ting" arid "Ting" nnd
the three M r-i s tu ie empty, mid that
butch of thirty was buck t-i life i u:i.
Tin t! he sent her dow n li!,. n M ine,
and lived along the plunge in his omi
mind until he felt she huuhl be there.
InMiiict proved true n-aiu ly tho
bell's voice.
His body was in hell, but his smil
leaped it It a passionate intovieat ion
of revolt an 1 mastery to defy its pains.
Tho men outM-lo dashed water on his
burning clothes. They howled ap
plause at him. Sumo among them
wept as they cheered, and one went
shrieking, with both hands writhing
in the air, as if ho himself were tor
tured. It was all done nt last, 'mid there
went up a cry of triumph terrible to
hear. Bale readied tho open air
charred, blackened, scarce human
to look nt, and as ho fell into tho
nearest comrade's arms the roof of the
engine house dropped in. They car
ried him to the nearest cottage, and
all that could bo done for him was
done. Ho was conscious to the end,
nnd ho made shift to ask for Selina
She came, her mother with her.
"I w anted you to know," said Bale.
"I could't ha' gono through with it if
your George hadn't been dow n."
Selina stopped and kissed him, her
tears raining on his face.
"There, there!" said Bala. "That's
the end of it all."
God has made nothing stranger
than man, to bo blackguard and hero,
devil and angel in a breath. New
York Journal. '
SCIENTIFIC AND INDUSTRIAL
Medical experts are of tho opinion
that shyness is simply a form of in
sanity. The new naval observatory at Wash
ington is one of the finest scientific
plants in the w orld.
Aluminum, in plates a quarter of
an inch thick, has proven a very dura
ble roofing material in Berlin.
A German statistician estimates that
7,000,000 human beings lost their
lives from earthquakes between the
years 1137 aud 1880.
At Berlin the veterinary school has
found that out of 131 sick parrots fif-tj'-four
were suffering from tubercu
losis. Tho disease is hereditary in
the birds.
A late mysterious explosion in a
colliery in South Wales appears quite
ccrtaiuly to have resulted from a spark
caused by a heavy fall of the gritty
sandstone roof.
The world's production of coal has
almost doubled within the last fifteen
years. In 1S80 the aggregate output
was 361,737,000 tons, in 1893 it had
risen to 038,803,000 tons.
The dust collected from the smoke
of some Liege furnaces, burning coal
raised from the neighboring mines,
produces, when dissolved in hydro
chloric acid, a solution from which
considerable quantities of arsenic and
several other metallic- salts may be
precipitated.
A Danish scientist, Dr. Johannson,
of the Agricultural High School at
Copenhagen has discovered that
chloroform and ether have a wonderful
power in awakening the vegetable
kingdom; while they put tho animal
world asleep, a closed flower can be
reopened instantly by either of these
agents. "
A queer sight was the ladies' night
of a London microscopical club, where
the guests sat around 101 microscopes
listening to a lecturer. One of the
curiosities shown was a chapter of St.
John written on the two-thousandth
part of a square inch, on which scale
the whole Bible would cover just one
square inch of space.
A remarkable adulteration of saffron
has been discovered by a German mi-
croscopist, who has found barium sul
phate within the cells, and concludes
that the drug was first soaked in a so
lution of barium salt and then in a sul
phate solution. Barium sulphate was
thus precipitated within the substance
of the drug as well as on the surface,
rendering detection difficult.
The geological fault of the Jordan
Arabah Valley has a length of two
hundred and seventy miles or more
from the Gulf of Akabah to the base of
Hermon, and is undoubtedly much
longer. Another great line of fracture
is now reported from South Afghanis
tan, where Captain A. H. McMahon
has traced a remarkable trench for cne
hundred and twenty miles in a north
northeast and south-southwest direc
tion, finding it to be clearly a fault
line.
"George, isn't this a love of a bon
net?" "I suppose so; it doesn't look
ns if it would last longer than six
vreeks." Puck.
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