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- h frmt Urn k"! t"n nx-an, Ami Uv-n cotundly ttw"Mi "T It'll and Kim KrHt, I r!4 lvjt u withtu Unit pinch tlm Mor, X..r r l'i'w thwi haunt Ui rich iiuiu'n -luor, l-i;J.uwrli nil 'n Uulo. Th tsklkitit j !n.- f..I rii'tot til'' i"iwr J mfntry bla.it; tli lmt tjwr .i.n henvKt to tlit Kro'.iii l. list Udt Umt jmr.i th iiiniiiiMlu'a aldo, IIU lJU.I--f,t Mlllufll- .llVI.I.', Aiil epii lb ruin round. TinuMluitt.l from Ilnrncn. ONE TOUCH OF NATURE. 2i ' "1 told you how Jt would be, John. 3beb?e wo wore married. 1 know quite AJitiH that it would not last lgng. The luxifxi in not big enough to hold ysur rnolhor and mo, and ons of us has got tit fixxtl other quarters. S'.ie's your ratttlirr and I haven't a word to say aiiuit her, Lut wo don't get on to KPlhr, and that's tho wholo truth of the matter." John FiTisson looked down at his uifa with :i little furrow of perplexity on bin sunhurnt forehead. "You might have told nio bo before, Nellie." he said. "The Pearl calls to K.;s.Kt. aa you know well enough, and there's no chance for me to do any thing. My mother la a good woman, and n3 rosy to livo with &s most people, I taX it." X)h, or course It's all my fault" T don't eny whose fault It is, hut I lonl. know what you expect nio to do. I caul turn the poor old soul out Into the street at a minute's notice. She Joen't deserve that sort of treatment from me." "And I'm not asking It, John. I'm not unrvauonable. If you were at home always things would be different per haps, but you'll be away for six months certain, and maybe longer, and wes shall quarrel all the time. I can't stand It, indeed. But I don't wish her ty he turned out. I'll go myself. Steph en, will he very glad to have me back again, for the time you are away." "Your brother has his housekeeper but she doc3 not make him coralonahle, :and he told me yesterday that he only wished for his own sake, though not for mine, that I had re Ecainetf single. I said I would go and keep house for him again, and he was ever ro glad about it." "And the baby will he care to he Lotiicml with a young child?" "Oh. he won't mind! Why should fee?" ' Captain Fergusson considered for a moment. 'TMotbcr will be very lonely," ho said at l&st. "Oh. no. She nerer minded it before you were married," said his wife, has tily. "Perhaps not, but she Is three years older since then. Well, you can do as you lilte, Nell. I shall not prevent you. Juat please yourself." "And you are not angry?" "l&ngry? Oh, no!" r vexed?" He smiled a little bitterly. T ni not exactly gratified," he said. "It isn't likely I should be. But that makes no difference, of course. I will tell, mother, and put things straight witSi ber. She is very fond of little Nellie, and will miss the child a good deal, fcoit that can't be helped. Poor old mother." I shall come and see her sometimes, "Of course, John " "Oh, you will? Well, tnat is some- X am sorry yon are vexed, John " Oh, never mind, my dear! I never did profess to understand women, but .It's aft light . , Bit airs. Fergusson was not alto gether satisfied with her interview, with hPT husband. She was very fond of bim. and she could not help seeing that fce wa3 deeply hurt and grieved. He -wcMslrl set out on his long voyage with .-a sore heart, and.it might even be that ,be would not return. She1 almost v?ishl that she had made up her mind to tar with her mother-in-law's little peculiarities for John's sake, but it saa too late now; her pride would not let her turn back. "It's all settled, Noll," said (he cap tam. coining back to the lii.Uo parlor .a fw .minutes later. "You will do .Just -what suits you, and my mother will not interfere. And now I must be .Spring, my dear. This is the longest . gro3-bye we nave said since our mar Tiase. isn't it? There! Don't cry! I'll ba t'Jt by rnidsummex at the latest, so look out. for me when the roses are in 'liloOTL Good-bye, sweetheart!" , -If yvm'd rather I stayed, John" Bobbed Nell, clinging to her husband in a la&t long embrace. "No, I'd rather leave you happy, my dear jrirl, and mother-'says she can xnacago alone. Now', no more tears if you love xe.e! Once more, good-bye!" Ha gone and his wife, sobbing tcr b'trt out on the old hor.-.e-hair cov vrel ofa, had no thought to s pire f .r &11Y grief but her own. l.atfr on, v. i: n hi- motliiT Mitrre l the room, the girl'a py-H weto dry. "I'm norry you can't Ret on with me," the old woman Paid unlet ly, "but H'a natural rnou.h no doubt. When nro jou (foln to your brother?" "Ho expects tun tomorrow. I think it irt bHt" "Oh, jch, of course it is bent, slnco you wish it. You will like to bo alon this cvrnln;:, I know, ho I am Rolng out. It 1 do not see you aj;ain, good r.lKht." "If you please, ma'am, I don't think baby is quite well; nhe's fretting dreadfully, and I can't get her to uleep. If you'd just como and look at her you'd know what to fch'o lap to mako her better." Mrs. IVrgUKson looked at her nurse's trfubled face, and ro.;e at once. "Yw, I'll come. Bessie," she said. "I expect baby's t-elh aro worrying her; they should be coming through now, I suppo.se." But when Helen entered the nursery and watched the child's flushed face and difficult breathing a sudden spasm of pain clutched at her heart. If baby should be really ill what should she do? If only John were at home! But ho was already far on his journey. "You must fetch the doctor, Bessie," phe said, taking the little ono In her arms. "I'm afraid it may be bron chitis or something like that it seems to be in her throat. I don't understand children's ailments. Mrs. Fergusson would know perhaps, but she is out. Hurry, please, for I feel very nervous, and as you pass the IJtchen tell Kate to come to me." "It's Kate's evening out, ma'am." "Oh, of course! I forgot. Well, I must stay alone then, only be as quick as you possibly can, Bessie. See baby nearly chokes sometimes bhe ha3 nev er been like it before." "I won't be ten. minutes, ma'am," the girl answered as she slipped softly away, leaving Helen alone with her child. "May I come in? is there anything the matter, Helen?" asked a voice at the door. She turned round and gladly bade her mother-in-law enter. "Yes, something is the matter," she was paying in a voice which somehow did not sound like her own. "Baby is ill. I've sent Bessie for the doctor, and it's Kate's evening out. I am glad you are here. I was feeling so nervous all aione." "Is she very bad, do you think?" Mrs. Fergusson stopped and peered anxious ly at the tiny face. "I'm afraid so. Ah, thank God! Here is tho doctor." Doctor Dacre was a middle-aged man of great experience, and he saw at a glance what the trouble was. "Diphtheria," he said briefly. "You will need a trained nurse, Mrs. Fergus son." "Ah, I don't know," said Helen. "I'm not really used to children much, and I don't know anything about diphtheria except that it is dangerous. Do you think that she will die?'' "It is impossible to say at this stage. I can send a nurse if you wish. It would save you a great deal of care and anxiety. Cheer up, my dear lady. We will do our best for the little one, and I hope she will soon pull through." "No need for a nurse. ' I'll take charge of her if you will let me, Helen. I nursed her father through the same complaint, and saved his life. Will you trust her to me?" "It 13 hard work, madam," said the doctor, dubiously, but Helen, without a word, laid her baby in its grandmoth er's arms. All through the weary days and nights that followed the two women fought with the king of terrors for the little life which both loved so well. Helen was quite inexperienced, but Mrs. Fergusson had seen a great deal of sickness, and seemed to know in stinctively what to do in an emergency. The doctor gave his orders, feeling comfortably certain that they would be carried out. "Your mother is a magnificent nurse," he said to. Helen one day as she followed him down stair3 to hear the latest opinion. "If anybody could save the child she would do it." "Is it quite hopeless, doctor?" asked the young mother, looking wistfully up at the kind, grave face which during the last week she had grown to know so well. "Isn't there anything more to be done?" "It is not hopeless, but there is still danger," he answered. "The crisis will be passed tonight, so there is not much more waiting for you to do. You have been very brave, and Mrs. Fergusson, I senior, is a woman in a thousand. She must be nearly worn out, but she will rot give up. You are fortunate to have had her with you during thi3 very try ing time." . "Yes," said Helen, humbly. "She 13 very good indeed, and I can never be grateful enough; but I know baby will die. I have behaved badly, Doctor Dacre, and this is my punishment. I am sorry now, but it is too late. God 13 angry with me, and i3 going to punish before He forgives me. It is all quite just,-only I think my heart will break." She looked such a pathetic, sorrow ful figure leaning npa'st t!.o hall table, her eyes l.o r:. 1 her mouth ;'!rr:r- - v , grief, that th, doctor paused for a moment t laid a kind hand upon her nhouldrr. ; "(Aid it food." he Bald ti'mWly. " I tb Ink he will let you Itpoy your chill Bo brave and patie&i for a littl long er, and then you aa make aiuriili, pf-rhapH for the ilr.s of the past. 1 win return In two hour;' time and va.lh with you. In th meantime kerp your couran, and do not. lx afraid." When, a little lafr iu tho evening, the doctor crept softly u:-stalnj nnd ta to the room wnere hia tiny patient ly sleeping, ho found the two women standing beside the cot, watching pa tiently for the expected bailee. Would It bo for the warm flush cf returning health or the strange griy thade of death? Who could say? Doctor Dacre's pitying glance took la the whole picture. "Not yet," he mid quleily. "Sit down and wait for a while." Helen took tho chair ho oTered her. but Mrs. FenrusKon would not resign ( her place for a moment. Tho light from a shaded lamp fell sharply across j her anxious, weary face, framed in its . silver hair. For an hour, which Mt almost like j a week In length, there wa3 silence be- ; tween the three watchers, then the doc- I tor rose and laid his hand on Hclen'3 5 arm. "Thank God!" he said earnestly. "Tho crisis Is over." "She will live!" "Yes, she will live. Your mother must rest now, or I shall have another patient on my hands. Good-night. I shall call the first thing in tho morn ing." He stolo softly away, and Helen turned towards the cot where the baby lay sleeping easily and naturally at last. "Mother," she said quietly, "I have not deserved that you should be so good to me, but I am sorry. If we havo not got on together it was my fault, and mine only. You havo been kind always, and I was jealous, I think, be cause John loved you so well; but now, for baby's sake, will you forgive me?" "My dear, I have nothing to forgive," the elder woman answered, kissing Helen's quivering lips. Waverley Magazine. READING BY FIREFLY LIGHT. This Is a Stcrv cf an Adventure In the Forests of Venezuela. While out on a hunting expedition In the forest-covered mountains of Pavia, in eastern Venezuela, I became dissat isfied with the neighborhood and start ed out to move further on into the for est, where ground was being cleared for a new plantation of cacao, writes a correspondent of the Indianapolis News. While trudging through tho woods I carried all my necessaries in a sack slung over my shoulder. Among its contents were three books, one of them a cpy of fn Quixot in the original Spanish.' Two young Venezue lans accompanied me, and as we went along I lightened their fatigue by tell ing them stories. The journey was long and in tho afternoon it began to rain; so that, wet to the skin, tired and hungry as wolves we arrived, just as night was closing in, at the place where the trees were being felled. In the middle of the clearing there was the usual "ayupa," or shed of palm leaves resting upon upright posts. Beneath this we swung our hammocks, and then proceeded to make supper. We had not a dry match left, and there was no ono there but ourselves so that the best we could do was t eat our casava bread in the dark and wash it down with some water which we luckily found in a calabash. Our hammocks and the spare snits of clothes we had brought rolled up in them were fairly dry, so that we lay comfortably enough. But sleep was long in coming. We tried to talk er tertainingly, but my story-telling en ergy was gone; and tho most we could do was to keep up an intermittent con versation. "How jolly It would be," said one of the Venezuelans, "if we had a, lamp and some books." "Why, I've got Don QuixrXo in the sack," said I. "Yes, but what's the good of thftit without a light for the iamp?" ha re- ... . plied "I'll soon have a light," I said, as I jumped from my hammock and went outside to catch the first firefly that passed me. Presently I had one in my fingers, and soon, with Don Quixote, open, I was lying in the hammock reading aloud in such darkness that none of us could see the faces of the others. , ' I had only one firefly, yet it was quite sufficient, because I used it properly. I held the little creature between finger and thumb, close to t he page, and passed it along the lines of print, word after word became successively visible and passed from my lips as freely as if I had had the whole page plainly beforo me, instead of a little circle of light. Illuminating word after word as it moved steadily along the paper. My hearers were amused and de, lighted, for I road without the slisrht- est intcrrup' cr hesitation for t"o cr three hours ti::i sleep dulled, c. interest, and tho book was laid asi and the firefly allov, ed to go free. gOME PACTS AIIOUT TEA. CRECN, CLACK AND ALL KINDS FROM THE CAMC BUSH. Scientific Method tf MakingThe Differences Are In the Time Tken for Curing Tree Not a Native cf Chin. .Many yrarj a.o It wa h-11cvcd that then wero two kinds of tt a Bhrubs,. one producing green te:j and tho ether black, and thin hh-a wa.-i l,atnl"d down. lt cyclopedias and artHes on tea writers, mu" of whom probably ever saw a tea tree or kn-w anything of the manufacture of ta. The fact rj, t!ict is on! one genua cf plant. Came! la Thdfera, from which the tea f f cori.merca s produced, though then aro many f'jih-!m pro duced b.v (ll.fcn-nce in soil dlmatr. hybridization and cultivation All the dlfferenl kinds of tti green, black, golden tips, IVkoe, Oolong, Soochong, Botoa, etc. are made from the Fame bush. Turo grefit tea is made by quickly drying the leaves af- tT they are plucked, and black tea is produced from the game kind of loaves by drying them after they have en withered and allowed to ferment tr ripen for a short time In a heated room. Pure green tea can bo mads by roll ing the leaves on a board in the sun or in a bowl or pan over a fire until they are thoroughly dried and their color would be that of fresh mown dried gra?g aa cut by a lawn mower. Green tea Is not such because of Its color, but on account of its unripe ness, as it has ail the astringent, bit ter Qualities that unripe dried fruit would have. In making black tea a longer time is required. The leaf is first wilted or withered, and then left for a time in a warm room to ferment. This could be done by throwing the leaves in a pile, but this process would be un equal, as the Inner part would be fer mented too much and the outer layers none at all, and there would be no uniformity. The modern scientific method is to wilt the leave3 in a machine by means of a slow fire, then to place the wilted leaves in shallow bamboo trays, placed In a room where the heat is from 110 degrees to 130 degrees. By placing the leaves in trays all are equally affected by. the heat. Daring this stage the greatest watchfulness has to be given lest the leaves being under are overfermented. as on this depends the value of black tea, in the same degree as fruit might not be ripe encugh or too ripe to suit the taste. As a good illustration of the al Ter ence between pure green and black tea, take clever sras3. Any ono who has tasted green clover as it is grow ing in the field knows that it has a bitter, astringent taste, not at all pleasant. Dry This grass quickly, so ithat its color remains green, and it w?ll have the same unpleasant flavor. Take some of the grass after it has fermented and turned black and dried as hay, and it will have a sweet, agree able flavor, and one is not surprised that cattle enjoy it. Any farmer will say that tc mako good clover hay it must sweat in the cock or winrow be fore it is gathered in. All he may know about it is that his grandfather or father said so. In the sweating or fermentation a chemical change takes place, the starch becomes sugar, and tho hay ia nutritious and pallatable. For a long time it was supposed that the tea tree was a native of China, when so little was known in the western world about tea and its manufacture. There is much igno rance still about it, as I have been asked if we sow the plant every year, If we mow it with a scythe, or could wo harvest it with a reaper. The Thea Camellia is a tree sometimes 40 feet high, and a toot in diameter, as it is found in the forests of Assam, In India. It is now conceded that here has been its native home, whence the seed or plants were taken to China across the mountains and thence to Japan. In the forest it grows to wcod, with few laurel-like, large, tough leaves. For a plantation only young, tender leaves are desired. i t"c " v .V I nuts, are sown in a nursery. hile they are growing the acreage Is pre pared by frequent digging and terrac ing, as the best plantations are on the hillsides. Holes are dug four or five feet apart each way, ready for the lit tle trees. When these are about one foot high they are transplanted from the nursery. They are carefully pro tected and shielded from tho sun. They are pruned with a knife or shears, and not allowed to grow more than two and one-half to three feet high. They remained dwarfed trees, the top one mass of small trenches and tho stem at the age of SO years not more than threo inches in diame ter. During the first two years no leaves are plucked. In the third year perhaps 50 pounds of tea may be gathered from an acre. When the plantation has arrived at maturity from 500 to S00 pounds of tea may he gathered from an acre. Thv;' Season' cemmences in March, hl.3 till tlr.e there ar Eprcutings cr X'. During ; to . : this : owl cf Vt.fi jrptj ta!?i It ci!T. r tl the oii:e b .ives are ph I, e l, ctrdlin to tin kind of ls d".i.-; tho fln.-st, the little tip at th. y tLa twltf, only a houra ol.l, j;uMn ta eottiuK from l to $leu a pound; thcu thv next hnf bt low for flowing I'i ko; MU1 furthfT down lYkne, (i. long, KKx !,on and uown to tho lorn:, harder h'.tf, ll'thea. Tl'' old hmv are not phu'kcl, us th.-y are wltlu rc i, and to pluck them would Injure tlin tree. The fkwen nri" never in.d, though b au'iful enough to a lorn bride's hair. When Feci fa not d'e- , Fired tho flowers are plucilM from thf treo and throws away. Fince the tea Industry hn been as Aiiried by EurcpemiK during the !o.st 20 jfnm In India u'nd C'eylorr, lncntor3 lave been at work, and various ma tlincH have been const met f f for evur i process except tl at of pliek!i.t ' h ives. It would bo as d rfkult pick ten leaves us it would be to gt er ra2pherrin wltn a machine. This cleanly done. I'aeh picker has a little baskcC and plucks crch h af with thu!".b and forefinger. The different machines aro for withering, rolling, drying, sifting and packing. With them thero Is scarcely any hand work on tho leaves. The fhiropitvn tea houses are modH3 of clcanlim -' Bread in the best furnished , bakei'i could not be more cleanly than tho tea produced on these plantations. The tea industry In India and Ceylon- is almost entirely in tin; hands of Europeans most of them well educat ed and all experienced in their busi-nes-s. They have made as much cr more advancement in tho making of tea as there has been improvement in tho dairy industry in the United States. In mentioning green tea I used the , adjective pure, for there can be pure green tea, though a3 unfit for drink ing as bitter green fruit when dried would be for eating. There is scarce ly any pure green tea in the market. One reason for this Is that among the Chinese each family has its own tea plat and makes up the product which Is sold to dealers, who fiad it neces sary to use coloring matter to give' tho various batches a uniform color, and make it fit for a foreign market. Another reason 13 that the Chinese being a frugal people, wasting nothing after steeping leaves for their own use dry and color the grounds for tho American market, for no colcred green teas are admitted in. the European market, and but little pure green tea is used there. Tho Chinese them selves never use colored teas, and it is stated by the best- authority that seven-eighths of all the tea exported from China is c?-ored and made iJ. Japan, for' if there is no colored Japan tea, why the frequent U3e of the word uncolored by dealers and users when speaking of Japan tea? No one ever heard of uncolored Indian or Ceylon tea. Chicago Tribune. Hou3ebcats on the Mississippi.' i There is an especial charm iahGlut life on a houseboat on the Mississippi. Unlike houseboats on most bodies of water, they can land whenever they will and enjoy any chance pleasure by the way. Cities are in easy reach, and pvpn a thentrp nartv fun ho tnHiilopit in at short notice. Between St. Pau4- and St. Louis seven magnificent rivf j can be reached by boats . passiyf through more than that number vi states. From La Crosse to St. Louis house-, boats meet the eye every few mo ments. At every town along the river one sees boats lying on the shore. They are usually moored in little bays vJ.;h their launches alongside and shajba by the overhanging branches of t'reels. When a steamer passes the occupants appear at the doors and windows, and sometimes go to the upper deck to wave their greetings. The water is very high 'at present and the boats fit in so perfectly that the lovely green foliage seems to have grown in antici pation of the coming of each particular boat. Many of the river islands a---submerged and the trees seem to si up from the water. Numerous houseboats are in com-, cf construction along the rivers. Many are to be used by their owners to visit the St. Louis exposition next year. Minneapolis Journal. -- The Difference. A new tenant in an uptown" flat house was promptly and forcibly re monstrated with when che va3 found to possess an appetite for fried onions. Later, when she became acquainjul with the other tenants and they g to like her. she furtively mentio her fondness for the odorous ed... and her disappointment bocauso she could never have them at home. "Why, of course you can have onions here whenever you want them," ex claimed one of the prime movers against the onion frier in the begin ning. "But you said you couldn't I'Jk m me rouse wui tuua aw ouor, r turned the othr in astonishment,' "Oh, but it's different now " was the answer in seriousness. "A friend's onions don't smell nearly so disagree able as a stranger's you know." New York Tribune. cf Indian corn uses up 31 water during its season. pouni