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THB OBAY AND THE OBBElf. The gray streets of London are grayer than the styne, The gray^ streets of London where I must walRHiny lone," The gray city pavements are hard to tread, alas! My heart and feet are aching for the Irish grass. For down the winding boreen the grass is soft as silk, The wind is sweet as honey, the hedges white as milk Gray dust and grayer houses are here, and skies like brass, The lark is singing, soaring o'er the Irish grass. The gray streets of London stretch out a thousand mile, O dreary walls and windows, and never a song or smile! Heavy with money getting, the sad gray people pass. There's gold in drifts and shallows In the Irish grass. God built the pleasant mountains and blest the fertile plain, But in this sad gray London God know-s I go in pain. 0 brown as any amber, and clear as any glass, The streams my heart hears calling from the Irish grass. The gray streets of London they say are paved with gold I'd rather have the cowslips that two small hands could hold I'd give the yellow money the foolish folk amass For the dew that's gray as sliver on the Irish grass. 1 think that I'll be going before 1 die of grief. The wind from over the mountains will give my heart relief The cuckoo's calling sweetly, calling in dreams, alas! Come home, come home, acusn'.a, to the Irish grass. —Pall Mall Gazette.. HUNTING BIRDS' NESTS Jiy H. B. MARRIOTT WATSON I DISCLAIM all responsibility for the events they were the direct and immediate outcome of that tempestu ous and careless tomboy, Aline, and, in a way, I think I may say, of Miss Deigh ton's imprudence. You see, she should have known her sex better. I assume that she also was once as Aline, and none so long ago. I never was, and could not be expected to know. Never theless, I did have misgivings. Perhaps I ought to have communicated them to —but, in any case, how was I to guess? The trouble really started when we entered the park, though the begin nings were small. You can go through a heavy gate or you can cross a stile into the park. Miss Deighton and I thought the gate was locked, and so we mounted the stile. At least she did, and, pausing, looked back on the green valley. "How beautiful!" said she, in a med itative voice. "Charming," I assented, my eyes drifting with hers. It must have been just then that Aline discovered that the gate was not locked, but we did not nor tice her or it, as we were exchanging some fanciful thought about the view. Miss Deighton gracefully, but not too securely, seated on the gatepost. My gaze was the first to leave the prospect and come about. Aline had pulled back the gate to its utmost limit, and now, in full sail,was gathering force as she swung, sweeping home like a circus. The cumbrous gate creaked into its place, I gave a cry and Miss Deighton went backward. I caught her just in time as you may gather when I say that one of her feet took me on the chin. She was ruffled and red and a little scared when she came to the perpendicular again. "Aline!" she cried, angrily. "What on earth—?" "Sorry," said the tomboy, frankly, and her penitence disarmed further criticism. "Thank you so much," said Miss Deighton to me graciously. I helped her to the ground and we resumed our way, but the thread of that admirable companionship I had been enjoying had been broken. Aline recovered in about two minutes at least, she was babbling of linnets before we had gone a hundred yards. "I know where there's an owl's nest, but it's hard to get at," she remarked, pensively. "Perhaps I could reach it?" I sug gested, gallantly. Aline regarded me dubiously. "You don't look as if— But perhaps von could," she amended, hopefully. It's over a pool and you have to creep out on rather rotten branches." To say the truth, this did not sound inviting. I wondered if I had enjoyed such things when I was a boy and why. Miss Deighton's discomposure lasted until we emerged on the heath, with its blaze of furze bloom. "You can get out just down there," Aline assured us. "There's a path there, and there are sure to be lots more lin nets' nests." I don't think Miss Deighton cared about the linnets' nests, but she did care about the path, and we pushed our way toward it. The ground was very uneven, and we stumbled several times. Also the furze was very thick. I heard my name, and found Miss Deighton looking at me pathetically over a huge spreading bush. "What am I to do?" she asked, weakly.. I guided her round it, took two more "followers" off her dress and pulled her out of a hole into which she had floundered. This is dreadful!" she complained, gasping. "Aline, wherever is the path?" Aline was our only guide, and we had to cling to her. She pushed ahead vigorously, and we followed through the undergrowth. "For goodness* sake, let her find it and show it to us, and tiieu let's go," murmured Miss Deighton to me. "And tiils Is birds'-negting'" •line brought us up before an am» ply spreading yew, and, creeping into its darkness pointed /up with emotion. It's there!" she said, "but it's hard to get up to it it's so thick. If you could give me a leg up, Mr. Frobisher, I think I might reach it." I gave the required assistance, and Miss Deighton impatiently seated her self -on a fork of the yew, waiting un til such time as this madness should be overpast. It was beautifully dry, and so I sat on the ground near her. "Good heavens!" she said, in an un dertone, "And this is what the young like!" "They are barbarians, of course," said I, "but I suppose we were, too." She considered. "I don't think I was—I'm sure I was not." "Didn't you collect eggs and tear your clothes and scratch your legs and "I think I was too sensible," she said. "I don't believe girls are like that, as a rule. They're pot savages, like Aline." Aline's voice, smothered in the leaf age, came to us just then. "I've got it—there are four," it seemed to say, triumphantly. "Now, at last, we shall get back," said Miss Deighton, with a sigh of re lief. The next moment there was a crash, something snapped above, and Aline descended in a lump. She fell on Miss Deighton, who toppled off her seat upon me. I suppose the force of two bodies thus heavily discharged on me had its due effect, for I was not aware of anything for a moment or two, save of the difficulty of getting breath. Then I became aware that Aline was sitting on Miss Deighton and that Miss Deigh ton was sitting on me. "Sorry," I heard Aline say. and then she got off us and sputtered. "I had the eggs in my mouth," she told us. We woudn't have cared if she had had the eggs in her hair. Miss Deigh ton was panting hard. Her hat had been crushed in and her looks were in dis order, but she still sat on—on me. "Would you mind I began, breathlessly, but, I hope, politely. "Oh, I didn't see—I—didn't know—!" She rose, and I, too, got up. "I hope— you're quite satisfied now," she re marked, indignantly, to me. "But it wasn't me," I pleaded. "It was—" "It was me!" cried Aline, honestly. Miss Deighton was occupied in straightening herself. "Will you be good enough to guide me out of here?" she cried, coldly and freezingly, to Aline. She ignored me. Awed by her lofty manner, the tomboy obeyed, and I followed meekly in their train. Free of the abominable wood, we descended across fields to the village. The silence hung oppressively, and I opened conversation with the prime found of all our woes. "I hope you didn't get hurt, Aline," I said, hypocritically. "Oh, no!" said she, throwing back her ambrosial locks and now fast re covering from the shock of that wound ed dignity. "I only got a bruise on my leg. Did your leg get hurt, Miss Deigh ton?" "No!" snapped Miss Deighton, her lissom form moving swiftly. "Aline, were those eggs fresh?" I asked. Aline made a face. "Well, one of them was, I think," she said, dubious ly. "But I should rather like a drink of water." "Better run on ahead. We can find our way," said I, encouragingly. "I'm sorry if you were hurt by fall ing on me," I said, apologetically. She made no answer, but seemed to be anx ious to overtake Aline. "Especially,"' I went on, "as I liked it." "How absurd!" said Miss Deighton. "Why. you could hardly get your breath." "That is true," I observed. "But, thinking it over, I have come to the conclusion that there are times when one does not want to get one's breath." "Indeed!" said she, indifferently. "And when one likes to be sat on," I added. Miss Deighton said nothing, but seemed interested in getting to the vil lage. "I liked it both times." I said. "Both times?" she echoed, in sur prise. "Yes when you fell off the gate you kicked me." "Oh, I'm so sorry!" said she. in con fusion. "Where?" "Here," said I, coming to a pause and putting a finger to my chin. Miss Deigh ton examined it, blushing. "I'm so sorry," said she again. "I didn't know It was all that little wretch. Aline." "I don't know that she's quite a wretch," said I. "There's a thorn or something in your hair. May I—?" "Thanks, very much," said she. "It's—it's rather silly," said she. I turned. "There's no particular rea son why we should get to the village, is there?" I asked. "We haven't swal lowed birds' eggs." Miss Deighton laughed. "It is a beau tiful day." she murmured, as she turned with me. Unknown Iceland. During the past two years the Danish government has begun a careful topo graphical survey of Iceland, a work never before undertaken except in a few parts of the island. The least known region is the southern coast, which is impassable in the summertime, owing to t^e immense quicksands and the in land ice masses pushing down from the mountains. Last spring, as long as the frosts kept the morasses and streams in a traversable state, the survey was pushed, and one of its results was to show that the highest point of Iceland is not the Oracfa Jokuli, as hitherto supposed, but the Hrannadalshnur. the elevation of which is 6.953 Youth's Companion, CARE OF THE HANDS. What to Do for Perspiring Han&s and Suggestion to One That Does Housework/About Gloves^ The victim to perspiring hands may use a lotion whichy:will tend to reduce the moisture, and must always dujit them thoroughly with powder after bathing and before going out. Women, who have to take active part in their housework, will dp well to wear white cotton gloves when ever the hands are in use they are inexpensive and should be washed every day. Rubber gloves will pre vent the wrinkling of the skin caused by the hands being immersed in water for any length of time they jare also a boon to the woman who uses gas oline. To many cleaning with this liquid, is a really painful process, and is injurious to the skin as well. Special attention is needed for the proper cleansing of the hands. Don't wash them carelessly—frequent dab bing of them in cold water simply reddens and coarsens the skin. In stead use soft, tepid water, good soap and a nail brush (the water can be softened by almond meal or a pinch of borax). Cheap soaps, abounding in alkali, will ruin the texture of the finest skin. Having washed your hands, prop erly dry them and rub in a few drops of a good glycerine mixture. Sys tematic care will make recourse to cosmetic gloves unnecessary. Now for the care of the nails this is If possible more imperative than the hands, for dirty finger nails are positively repulsive. The habit of biting the nails is a very deforming one. for besides de stroying the shape of the nail, in time the tips of the fingers become thick and awkward. CALICO SHIRTWAIST SUITS. Very Danity and to Be Highly Recom mended If One Can Face Laundry Bills. There are shirt waist suits this year made of calico of the variety which comes at considerably less than ten cents a yard. They are very dainty, and if one can face the laundry bills with out embarrassment they are to be highly recommended for the summer wardrobe. Calico comes in buff, brown, blue and pink, and of course there are cream colored calicos and ginghams of cheap grade closely related to the calico family. Five pretty shirtwaist suit patterns are suitable for any material. One has the blouse waist fastened invisibly and trimmed with little groups of wash crys tal buttons. The skirt is many gored and trimmed with a ripple round the foot, with the top of the ripple trimmed with buttons and wash ribbon. Another is the surprise waist, and this could be carried out in lawn, chiffon, taffeta and all the other nicer materi als. It folds across the front, and is trimmed with a shirred ribbon -design. The skirt is laid in tiny gathers at the belt, while the foot is trimmed with a more elaborate design in shirred ribbon. Three shirt waist suits are made, re spectively, with a yoke and panel front with skirt into which fans are intro duced and with a skirt built plain on the hips and with a flare round the foot. All three have foot trimmings such as stitching, braid, bands fr wrought de signs, and there are shirt waist suits which are made with the redingote in view. They are plain, and designed to be worn with a redingote. WITH ETIQUETTE A HABIT. Well to Have Good Manners More Than a Superficial Matter and Advice to the Summer Girl. Soon many of my correspondents will be going to the numerous summer re sorts and the thoughts of teas, recep tions, theater parties and balls will for a time be put aside. I hope, however, that none of them will feel that they can also put aside all the nice little points of etiquette which they have found very necessary in social life. A correct form of etiquette should never be looked upon as something necessarily practiced when at home social function, but not when at home or on ordinary occasions, says Elizabeth Biddle, in the Philadelphia Press. It is not like a beautiful ball gown which is suitable for some state occasion and can be taken off and laid aside when that function is over. A person who is careful in every little detail of etiquette, who is always cour teous, as well as attractive in manner and dress at home, will be sure to be at ease when in public, and will certainly gain the admiration of everyone. One of my young readers writes me that she expects to spend the summer at one of the favorite mountain resorts with a party of young people under the care of an elderly married woman. As she has no mother or older sister to give her advice, she writes to me for a fkw instructions. First, of all, my dear girl, you must remember to always respect the wishes of your chaperon, even if those wishes may at times seem to you to be some what unreasonable. Remember that you are under her care and that she has been kind enough to assume the re sponsibility of acting as your chaperon. Persian Embroidery. One can do wonders with Persian em broidery this year. It comes in all col ors and it is any width one pleases. For the trimming of a smart spring jacket the three-inch width is good. It should: be used to border the sleeves, be they smallat the cuff or wide, and it should be used around the collar and down the front and, perhaps, if it be becoming, all the way around the back. One can do such a very great deal with a wids band of Persian. PARISIAN FANCY FOR RED. Gkraniuxn Bed in Favor and Ai^r. Cerise, But One Might Say This of the Whole Rose Family. All Paris hag gone wild upon the suEr ject of red. Red is worn in the most un expected ways. It is important at all times to get one's colors right. Therefore it is only just to say that all shades of red are not fashionable. The woman who comes out in brick red makes a mistake though you see her very often—and the woman who wears a red that does not go well with her hair makes a double mistake. The reds most in vogue just now are the tomato and geranium colors. The red of the gardenia is also worn and the matchless red of the camelia. Theso shades are seen everywhere and in everything, but particularly is the red of the geranium worn a great deal. The most popular red for gowns is cerise. While buying red do not forget that this color includes the whole rose fam ily and that there are very pale flesh colored pongees as light as one could desire if one is hunting an evening gown figured in pink roses, or in red roses, and which make up very brilliant ly with pipings of geranium-colored taf feta. It is a pity to let the summer season go by without having one or two bright colored gowns, for they seem in keep ing with the warm weather. Soon the cool days will come when the brilliant colors must be put away, until the sun calls them out again, so now is the time to dress in red. The woman who is going in for red, and to whom red is becoming, can buy one red gown for the piazza. It should be of red crepe de chine, of a shade like the June cherry. It should be made of walking length and without trimming. The hips should be flat and laid in plaits or shirred, and the foot should be very full. There should be a red taffeta pet ticoat to match and the shoes should either have red tops, or if one prefers a quiet shoe, there are the patent leath ers which are also dressy and which can be trimmed with steel. A hat trimmed with red lace goes with this and a red parasol for the sunny spQts of the piazza. This gown, which is called a piazza gown, is also a lawn party dress for lawn teas. For evening there come the very thin silk grenadines, the chiffons, the flow ered organdies of a quality so thin that they seem like fairy gowns, and there come the heavy silks which are also worn in geranium, tomato, cerise, gar denia, cherry, beet, pomegranates and cinnamon red. Then there comes the consideration of the small things of dress and here one can come out strong on the red note. There are the neatest of red leather belts, wide and soft, with dull gold buck les, which are designes to go with red linen stocks embroidered in white. The prettiest of red stocks are those that are made of white linen, hand em broidered, through which wide red satin ribbon is run. And there are the white linens with patterns of red embroidery upon them. The linen belts and stocks are lovely and have the great advantage of being such that any woman can make them for herself. A NEW SHIRTWAIST BOX. Made of Japanese Matting and Bam boo and Decorated with Or namental Circles. Shirtwaist boxes are articles of such practical value and there is so much demand for them that they may be had in many different varieties of style and at prices to suit pocketbooks of all sizes. In addition to those of orna mented wood, which are quite expen sive, there are cheaper ones, covered with burlap, chintz or cretonne, and even those covered with wall paper, the most reasonable of all in price, are not only equally practical, but quite SIMPLE AND EFFECTIVE. as artistic. A new shirtwaist box which has the additional attraction of novelty is shown in the illlustration. It is fashioned from a fine quality of Japanese matting and framed in bam boo. Its distinguishing note is the front decoration, in the form of disks of oak, very thin and in forest green hue. There are four of these orna mental circles, and they give just the dash of color required by the neutral hued matting and bamboo. Cucumber Lotion. Expressed juice of cucumbers, one half pint deodorized alcohol, 1% ounces sweet almond oil, 3% ounces shaving cream, one dram blanched al monds, 1% drams. This is a suave lotion, very whitening, softening and cleansing. Take the shav ing creammd dissolve in the rose wa ter by heating in a custard kettle. Beat the almonds in a mortar, and by de grees work in the soap and water. Strain through muslin and return to the mortar. Stir constantly, working in gradually the alcohol, in which the oils have bfien already dissolved. For Pimples. A teaspoonful of lime water in a little milk is good for a bad stomach. Take at meal time. Both charcoal and lime are correctors of constipation, the cause of pimples on the face and muddy com plexions. These unsightly blemishes may be made to disappear" by drinking freely of tea made of clover blossoms, or of dandelion^ root, either 'of Which may be had for the gathering. re&d FI&.T &Y brea.ly jfogel cijfe terlocking loop as in Fig. 2. This spool must not bemovedjrom its position at any time during the performance of the trick, as it conceals and holds the looped ends of the twine. Next, take the two remain iug spools and pass one on the twine, and the other on A, as shown in Fife 3. The whole contrivance is now ready for use. Ask two persons to assist you. Give the ends of the twine A (Fig. 10) to one and the ends of to the other, desiring both to hold the tape and spools out level between them. Now explain that the spools are strung onto the twine, moving the two outer spools (not the middle one) to illustrate your explanation. Then in- ST. LOUIS BOY'S RECORD. Press Dispatches from Boston Tell of Success of the Former Westerner. Press dispatches from Boston say that Eugene Arthur Hecker, of St. Louis, a senior at Harvard, during his four-years of undergraduate life, has received a total of $1,480 in prizes and scholarships. ^•Hecker is a son of Mrs. Atlanta Hecker, who teaches in the Sherman a public school. In his ^freshman year ligftt breeut J^rown breal anil *W\en Teidy A little preparation is necessary be fore you can perform this trick. Get two pieces of twine four feet long, and three ordinary spools. Fold each piece of twine double as shown in Fig. 1. Pass about half an inch of the looped end of A through the loop in B, and fold in back on the tape A, which will thus be hooked in B. Pass the open ends of through a spool and draw the spool over the in pone, ^weet bnail. gmjeriftre«vA. little onec (offee cafe, l&fer oJCe, Puzzle of the Strings form the audience that you propose to move the spools from the twine without passing them over the ends held by your assistants. THE PUZZLE. Hecker was award ed the $200 "Price Greenleaf" prize in his sophomore year he won the Bowditch prize of $250 in his junior year the $300 "Price Greenleaf" and won in addi tion two Bowder ine prizes, one of $200 for a disser E. A. Becker. tation in English, and the other of $50 fpr a Greek, translation and this year, fiis last in college, he holds the Rich ard Augustine Gambrill scholarship Of $460 and the Palfrey exhibition of $80. Although so strikingly successful in bis studies, Hecker finds time for other things. He is not a "grind," three or fo|r hours a day at the most is all the time he spends at his desk, the rest is- devoted to athletics, club life and the other recreations of college. fi|ie has always taken an active part in-.athletic exercises. Besides ^n hojtr or-two in the gymnasium every day, he is fond of long-distance cross-coun try running and walking. Jn the social life of Harvard he is alio a prominent figure. Besides being secretary of the Phi Beta Kappa so ciety, he is a member of several of Harvard's most famous and -exclusive clubs, and has been selected to repre sent Harvard at a dinner to be given at Tale next month to the representa tives of the. different chapters of the Phi-Kappa in all the big eastern uni versities, is,, slated COT an after- Next ask each of your assistants to hand you one of the two ends held by him, either one of them, as it is quite immaterial which. You only wish to make the matter doubly sure at the same time tie the ends that you re ceived with a double knot (See Fig. 4)* thus drawing the three spools together and securing them perfectly. This done, grasp the spool with your right hand and instruct the assistants to be ready at the word "three" to pull the string with a sudden Jerk. You then count, "one, two, three," and the jerk is given, the spools remaining in your hands, the two strings remain ing in the assistants', hands and joined in the middle of the knot you tied. Thus the spools are removed from the tape without passing them over the ends held by the assistants, and your audience is greatly mystified until you explain the secret of the twines.—N. Y. Mail. Besides all this Hecker is partly pay ing his way through college. Since his first year at college he has tutored other students who were behind in their work. During his vacations he has engaged in various sorts of work. One summer he was a clerk in a hotel at a summer resort at another time he was a conductor on a street car line between -the university and Boston. Hecker is only 20 years of age. He graduated from the St. Louis high school in 190f :^and entered Harvard in the September of that year with Wal ter Randall, the other St. Louis boy who has made so much of a stir in staid old Cambridge. Although Hecker does not graduate until June, he has finished his actual work at college and is now a teacher in the Boston high school. He hopes to study for the degrees of M. A. and Ph. D., and with these behind his name apply for a professorship in one of the universities. -Hecker comes of a studious family. His father, Alexander Hecker, was a great .scholar. He is also a close rela tive of Edward Pretorius, editor of the Westliche 'Post, who recently declined the Order of Red Eagle, which Elm peror William wanted to confer upon him.—St. Louis Post Dispatch. FIDO'S SYMPATHY. My Fido is a. nice old dogr, ,.w He barks In sympathy, -i||jp"J§v When I fall down and bark my gart ||gg igaifcy-k-