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A Boston Tourh.
Ones upon a time DcWolf Hopper
met a Boston person In that town
whom be bad nut seen for a long period
of duration.
"Hello! How arc you? Where bavo
you been?" snld Hopper In his hearty
way, govlng the New York pronuncia
tion to the word "been."
"Please don't Hay 'bin,' but 'been,"
pleaded the Boston person, plaintively.
"Sorry, but I can't," pleaded the big
fellow. "I iever had a bean In my
mouth in my life, not even In Boston."
The Bohemlnn.
In case of accident, cuts, wound,
"burns, scalds, spraiua, bruises, etc., nothing-
will so quickly take away all pain
nd aoreoeaa aa Ilumlitia Wizard Uil.
Wbit Could h Oof
The Toung Man 1 wish to thank
yon, air, for giving nio your assistance
tn paranadlng your daughter to murry
toe.
Tbt Old Man Sir, I was violently
opposed to the match.
The Toung Man I know It Cleve
land Leader.
Dyspepsia and constipation are avoid
able miseries take Guriield Tea, Nuturo'a
Herb laxative.
Hereafter all tih sold in Constantino
ple must be kept in shop paved with mar
ble (which in rlir'iip there), or wltl
Jjlaque ef so-called Malia stone.
TXim CUBED I If TO 14 DAYS
TklQ OINTMENT l w uaraaraea to eure any
m.n ef tUalBf, Bliad, Uleedtna- or Protruq-
tnf rue la 0 to 14 days or moot refunded.
A gun for throwing a lifeline to
wrecked vessel by the use of air compress
ed by band is a recent English luveu-
tion.
Bare your hands, men ami women; or--or
our popular MrnnK working glovea
used by everybody. Rc pair. Areola
wanted everywhere. Ulchtnond Glove Co.,
tiox, sos, xiicnmonu, vn.
Afrloa leads in tin mutter of gold pro
duction and llie I'nih'il Stales Is second.
Mrs. Wlnalow's Hootlilm Hrrsa for rtoiA.
rn teething, softcus Ilia gums, ruduces In
flammation, Kliuys imlu, cure wlud colic.
me m Don i.
Ferfama t'srtl by IloyaKf,
Queen Vllhelinlnu of Holland hni
dally a pint of uu le cologue lu her
aornlng bath ; Queen Victoria of Spain
ffecta a mixture of iris ami lavender
on ber handkerchiefs; CJueen Helena of
Italy prefers IiMk ami heliotrope ; the
Dowager Quit-b of Italy ami Queen
Amelia of l'orlual are devotees of
weet violets, but the FmprcM of Hus
ela leads the way. us slie hieuds no
lens than JJO.Ckm) a ji-ar on perfumery
In I'arla alone. In respect of violet
4be requires that they Kliall be plucked
Jutit at sunset. And u'm'ii the boxes
reach St, lviernhurg they are llrst sent
to be examined 1. ,i they wlht i-ouceul
a bomb or aome ili-nllv poistm.
ktM ff mmmk
' UpcitfiutBb3fdSal)hthmom TAc Heavenly Choir to forth in jonjl
pvj y wicft dztrvn was Wush'i into day Of vanquished cltN.andsinsftrven: i
TeAnel of the tord appeared "Upraise )?H is naaie.0 lanjcmcd man! '
!d rolled the pond rous sfone away. Rejoice, Rejoice.for ( hrist has risen I"
EASTER BELLS.
Chime upon golden chime,
How the rapt echoes climb
At the blest FasteMime !
What say the Innumerous bells
L'uto the hearkening hills and listening
dells?
New birth! new birth!
Life after death and dearth!
Kcnascence upon earth!
'
Chime on harmonic chime,
How the clear echoes climb
At the dear Kaster-tiine !
To man what message tells
Tho rapture of the intermingling bellsl
New birth! new birth!
All hearts attuned to mirth;
And Christ-love upon earth 1
'Harper's llazar.
A PLEA FOR BUNNY.
fhe Habblt, I.Ike Kunlt Clans,
Ia
Threatened by Modernism.
Now thnt exTtniu clulm and organiza
tions are trying to bring about a gen
eral vote to serve Sunta Claua with
notice to quit it looks as though tho
Faster bunny would be sent hopping
after him.
There's something end In all this at
tack upon tho legends of childish days.
Even tho good old prnyer, "Now I lay
tne," which most of us are srutinicntul
enough to believe can never be Im
proved upon. Is Inveighed against, tho
chargo being that one lino of It ia full
of "the bugaboo of death" and the rest
f It "too utterly childish."
Tho Easter bunny seems harmless
enough, and the Interest of the rhll
dren Is so wonderful tho anxiety for
fear that soino stupid grown-up may
come along ami nlmt tho window down
tight, Instead of leaving the necessary
crack for tho bunny to creep In
through, and tho breathless rush to
Inspect tho nests which have been so
mysteriously built In odd corners!
Wonderful rggs are lu (host) nosts
pink and lavender, blue and red, with
chocolate for the best of all and a gen
erous lot of little sunr egt;s, the kind
that arc sin-ckled all over, rilling In
odd comers.
Children aren't always deceived by
these legends, and the de.eit Isn't the
kind that docs harm any morn than a
bit of poetry does u grown up. It's a
treat to the Imagination, and a child's
imagination craves Its treats as surely
as we older children do.
Leave your window "on a craeU" the
Eight before Faster If there's a child
In the house and prohlo yourself with
plenly of e;:s to help the bunny as
you bellied Santu Claim. It's the days
which some mystical personage lultn-cnoi-4
that nn the bright particular
memories in later years. St. I-ouls
Star.
Tim Knatrr VI "Ion.
The word Faster is almost synony
mous with happiness, but happiness of
all are those who have the Faster
Vision, which. Is the vision of a living
Christ. Fiihler day Is tho celebration
of the resurrection of our Iord, "who
llveth and was dead, and Is alive for
avermore." That Is the old, yet ever
new, the precious Faster truth, "a
living C?irlst," to give new life
through the hojk) of Immortality.
Where is the sting of dth or tb
EASTER MORNING.
vlctory.jif the grave, with the expecta
tion of a perfect world boyoml?
A living Christ gives new life to all
our boat relationships hero with ono
another. Everything wo begin here
that Is worth while, we can finish
herenfter. There could be little satis
faction In a friendship which must
end with tho separation of friends.
l?ut a living Christ offers us the boon
of perfect friendship and perfect love,
perfect because eternal and abiding,
such as Is Christ's love toward Ills
children. The best that Is In us has
a better chance for development hero
for the knowledge that death Is but
an Incident, after which comeB life
In tho sinless world beyond.
Faster Is the symbol of life. To
make room for the life more abun
dant, there must be a death of tho
life insufficient, a death of old de
sires, ambitions and alms which are
unworthy. Bach year should bring a
fresh resurrection In our lives a
death of the old life, poor and' mean,
a resurrection to the new life, unself
ish and hallowed. We must dlo to
weakness to arise to strength. We
must die to selfishness to arise to
devotion. We must die to strife and
hatred to arise to peace and love. We
must dla to the things which are tern
pornl to arlno to the things which are
eternal. To all who have the clear
Faster vision, Christ Is risen indeed
In tho heart, to be alive forcvermor.
Kaater la Russia.
Throughout Itussla tho Easter cere
monies oro Impressive because ef many
solemn details. Thus on the midnight
preceding Easter the priests leave tho
church, as if going out to seek the
Isjdy of the dead Ixtrd. The congre
gation wait In the sanctuary with
bowed heads, In silence and In dark
ness. Then tho listening multltudo Is
aroused by ponderous knocking on the
door of tho church. The priests have
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returned, nnd as the doors swing open
a great chorus of voices fills the all
with tho chant, "Christ is risen 1" The
priests file In with upturned faces and
singing lips, each bearing a lighted
taper. Fire Is quickly communicated tc
tho candles of the supplicating throng.
In a twinkling the church Is ablaza
with light nnd Incense, where only
darkness and silence had been before.
A Novell? for laater Brides.
One of the new features of Easter
weddings Is the Introduction of the
prayer book with shower flower mark
ers In lieu of the bride's bouquet.
Through the leaves of a pure white
prayer book there are laid three rib
bon markers, the ends falling down to
within a Bhort distance of the bottom
of the gown. At Intervals each of the
six ends Is tied with lilies of the val
ley with double bowknots, making a
shower effect exactly the same as with
the shower bouquets. The ribbon is
white, of course, and about a third of
nn inch in width.
New York's Eaater Collection.
There are about 400 churches of one
kind or another in Greater New York,
and their totnl collections on Easter
morning reach about 5350.000. Last
Easter twenty of tho larger churches
had collections of $2,000 apiece, sev
enty-five averaged only $."i00 apiece,
and the remainder found much less
than $."500 In the contribution boxes.
New York Times.
Ilia Enalrr Maalnara.
He picked up tb Faster statement and
read :
To one Faster dress, $K).
To one Faster hat, $12.
To Faster shoes and gloves, $0.
And slowly and thoughtfully he drew
his check for the amount nnd muttered t
"And next Sunday Jenny expects me to
go to church and sisg 'Old Hundred' with
a thaukful heart!"
EASTER "REIGN."
EASTER GLADNESS.
Alary tt her Saviour's tomh
;tel at the e.irly dawn ;
Ppicc ulie lirnught and rkb perfume
Jiut llie Ixrd fhe loved ra gone.
For a while lie weeping stood.
Rti'ttck witii sorrow and aiirprise.
Rlwdding; teais, a plenteous flotd
For her heart supplied her eyes.
Jetis, who Is always near,
Tlionsh too oflen unperceived.
Comes his drooping child to cheer,
Kiadly asking why lie gricvel.
Tliongli fit first nIis knew him not,
When He culled her by her name.
When her griffs were nil forgot.
For she found He was the same.
Grief and sighing quickly fled
When she heard His welcomo voice;
Just before she thonlil Him dead,
Now He bids her heart rejoice.
What a chnime 1 1 is word can make.
Turnins darkness into day!
You who ween for J'-stis' s;ike.
lie will wipe your tears away.
Ho who came to comfort her
When she thought her nil was lost,
Will for your relief appear.
Though you now aro trmpest-toss'd.
On His word your burden cast,
On His love your thoughts employ j
Weeping for a while may last.
Hut the morning brings the joy.
John Newton.
TOM GROGAH'S EASTER j!
Fy rdrth Seealons Tupper
"Gee, Tom's in luck!" s,ld Larry
Finn ns he watchoil two of the pret-
tjest girls lu tho ward sail by the en
gine Louse nnd give To in Hrenimn, the
handsomest fireman of hook nnd lad
der company No. , tt perfect fusillade
of eye adoration.
"To the dlvll wld Tom!" said Dooley
Ilryan, shrugging his brawny shoul
ders In dowurlght disgust. "He don't
be human. What ails him Ol dunnu
nil the gtirrils in the parish crazy over
his black eyes an' he not notlcln
thltn!"
"Was he always so?" Inquired Larry.
"He was,' returned Ikmley, "lver
Ince Maggie Hurrlgau tuk the veil."
"Oho!" said Lurry.
"They were engnged," said Dooley,
enraptured with himself as a gossip,
"when Muggio got the vocation. It
wns near killln' Tom, but uv course he
could do nothln'."
"Ho couldn't?" said Larry. "Why
didn't he carry her off?"
"Murder, ye dlvll, phwat ye be say-
In'? 'Tis the bride of heaven she Is.
It's ashamed av you Oi am, ye baste.
No; poor Tom had to submit, but he's
niver been the same. Oi suppose now,"
concluded Mr. Bryan meditatively, "if
wan av thlui mlmbers av the Four
Huuderred were to come by and give
Tom the glad eye he'd niver lucourage
her. 'Tis sthrange thot tho nuts alius
fall to the toothless divils."
With which sage observation Mr
Bryan betook himself to the burnish.
lug of the hose cart as a relief to his
overcharged emotions.
All wns true. Since the day Tom
Brennun tore his manly heart out in
bidding an eternal farewell to the
beautiful girl who renounced him for
her vocation the big fellow had never
Ih'cu the same.
All women were like shadows to him.
He had loved one truly, devotedly, and
he had been forced to give her up to
heaven. He could never love another.
Tom never noticed women. He sim
ply went about his business of saving
property and lives as if there were
nothing else in the universe for a big
handsome; athletic fellow.
Often as he lay In his bunk at the
engine house, as he rode tempestuously
through the crowded streets, as he
fought the flames, he repeated to him
self the last words he bad said to his
beloved: "I love you, Maggie, darlln'.
I would live for you or I would die for
you, and since you bid me tear out my
heart I must do it."
The Easter morning dawned the
very Easter on which Tom had hoped
to lead his sweetheart to the altar. He
thought of her as he roused from his
dreams of her sweet face. Life wns
over for him, ho said. He saw again
the crowded church, the white robed
novices. Ho smclled the Incense, ha
Ueard the roll of the organ, the solemn
voice of the priest. He shivered and,
turning, burled his face in his pillow.
Suddenly the alarm roused him. He
listened. He sprung from his bunk
and a moment later was down the pole
and lu his place on the truck. His
face was like the face of the dead. As
In a dream he heard the cry, "Where
is ft?" and the answer from a dozen
lusty throats, "The convent!"
Tho convent and the orphans' homo
adjoining were nblaze. It wns evident
at a glance that the buildings were
doomed. The main business was to
save the sisters ami the children.
Tho bravery of the nuns and their
proteges was only second to that of
the magnificent fellows who fought for
the lives of these helpless people. Ev
ery one recalls1 the amazing fortitude
and courage displayed at this fright
fill hour.
The children had been well drilled
fhr Just such a moment of peril, and
iiuhly did they now o!ey their Instrur
tors. Suoh deeds of heroism as were
done that bitter morning are never lost
Their memory remains as an eternal
limj liratlon.
Tom lirennan thrust a ladder up to
a window of the dormitory Just be
neath tho huge gilded cross that sur
mounted the roof of the convent.
In this window, serene, calm, her
Hps moving lu prayer, ttod a sweet
faced sister, holding In her arms n tiny
crippled boy. So symbolic whs the al
titude of this holy woman that not one
Irish heart In the vast crowd below
failed to respond.
"It Is Sister Mary Beatrice!" moaned
the mother superior. She knelt upon
the bare ground and crossed herself.
When Tom Lirennan, his face black
rued with smoke and his eyes blaring
with heroic excitement, reached the
wludow KlstPr Mary Beatrice looked
steadfastly at him with her old sweet
mile, the suiilt be had loved.
He held out his arms.
"The child first, Tom," she said as
she laid the little boy on 1he broad
breast of the fireman.
A mighty shout went up from tho
crowd below. All had seen that sub
lime act. All realized what It meant.
A dozen bnnds receive! tho child,
and Tom lirennan turned back up tho
ladder.
He lifted Sister Mary Beatrice from
the window.
For one Instant he held her on. his
henrtv
Then an the frenzied spectators
groaned and cursed nnd prayed the
convent walls swayed In.
And at the foot of the cross Tom
lirennan died for his "Maggie darlln'."
New York Herald.
An I Winter SIfmisp,
It was a sad Faster for Mrs. Earn
ham. Three times since, the lilies lasl
blossomed had death come to her house.
Her mother, her husband nnd her boy
had filled her heart. Lacking them, it
was empty, and It. ached with a
strange, perplexed grief, a confused
question as to the purpose of her life,
which now seemed to her a shrunk
and withered thing.
iSho went to church on Faster morn
ing because her beautiful house was in
tolerable to her, rather than because
she expected to find comfort. The
masses of white flowers, with the sug
gestlvencss of their heavy fracrnnce,
carried her back to th funerals of the
last year. The fsmlliar words of the
service sounded like mockery to her.
"Let us keep the feast"; "Even so In
Christ shall all bo made alive"; "Set
jonr affection on things above, not on
things on the earth." One by one she
caught at the phrases, only to find each
was powerless to help her.
The hymn, was no letter:
The strife is o'er, the battle done:
The victory of life is won !
For her the strife was just beginning
and defeat Instead of victory seemed
her fate. She could not lift herself
out of her personal woe far enough to
apply the words to anything but h'-r-self.
She left the church, avoiding speech
with anyone, and with her heart like
Ice In her bosom, she took an electric
car toward her desolate home.
A hatr-Mock before her house was
reached tho car stopped with a sud
denness which startled the passengers
Mrs. Farnham got off thinking that
she would walk the few remaining
steps; but she saw the motorman with
a white face raising a small hoy in
his arms from under the fender of the
car. The little fellow was unconscious,
nnd there was an ugly bruise on his
temple and a deep cut on his neck.
Before Mrs. FArnhain realized what
she was doing tho child was carried
into her house, and she was enlisted
with the doctors in a fight for his life.
For a week the issue was doubtful
Consciousness flickered nnd wavered,
but would not come back. Meantime
Mrs. Farnbara had learned that tho
boy was nobody's child. He had sold
papers since he was hardly more than
u baby. He had lived wherever he
could find a shelter, and eaten what
ever he could get. The fact of home
was something he had never expe
rlenced. The grieving woman forgot
her grief In her devotion to the waif
who hnd been cast at her door by the
strange decree of what we call acci-
dcut.
The day came when the boy's heavy
eyelids lifted, and his childish curiosi
ty at his surroundings unloosed his
tongue. To open to him the doors of
new life was the most wonderful of
Joys for his foster-mother. After his
long silence, it was as if he had come
back from tho dead. That ' he could
talk and laugh and eat and love seemed
like a proof of the power of life over
death. Somehow, Mrs. I"arnhara came
to believe that it was such a proof,
nnd thnt 'it was sent to her In her
desolation.
Out of the boy's almost fatal acci
dent there was wrought for him the
miracle of home and love, and the op
portunity for an educated nnd use
ful manhood; nnd for the grieving
woman the spring-time brought new
hopo as the lonely winter passed. By
God's way, which is not our way,
Easter spoke its old message of new
life. Youth's Companion.
Changed Her Mind.
V
Fvely u -What do you think of my
Faster gown?
Myrtle ( somen hat sarcastic) Your
new gown'.' It looks, my dear, as
though some man had luade It.
Evelyn Humph! You gueswd It
correctlv. A man did make it the
highest-priced tailor In Paris.
I.ouklilif At:r:wl.
Willie I sold all my Faster eggs
for seven cents, pa.
His I'a Why so soon, Willie?
Willie Huh! I've got to c'leet money
for Fa'th o'July fireworks now,
tl f ill
T I
Wonders of .plenr.
Ia this eompnrtmcnt, indies sn
feats, said the dime museum lecturer,
"is a fine specimen of the wonderful ani
mal known ns th" armndillo. I call your
attention particularly to its bard, horny
epidermis, or more projierly its shell,
which Is invulnerable. 1 armadillo,
when pursued by nn enemy, Immediately
doubles Itself vp Into the form of a per
fect sphere, every square Inch of which
Is protected hy its armor, In which shape,
Indies and pents, it. wus us"d by th cavt
man, or prehistoric progenitor of oar
race, in playing tho game of baseball.
Bass on now to the next cage, which
contains the celebrated ornithorhynchus,
the missing link between the bird and the
beast."
NEW VIGOR FOR BAD BACKS.
How to Make a Weak Hack lletter.
Women who suffer with backache,
bearing-down pain, dizziness, constant
dull, tired feeling", will find hope In
the advice of Mrs.
M. Working, 315
Fulton Ave., Roch
ester, Ind., who
says: "I suffered ev
erything with palu
In" the back, too fre
quent passages of
the kidney secre
tions, swelling of
the nuklcs and
Joints and a general
feeling of weakness. I used about ev
erything said to be good for kidney
trouble, but Donn's Kidney I'ille
brought me the first real help, and
three boxes cured me."
Sold by all dealers. 50 cents a bos
Foster-Mllburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y.
I.fiKlnsr No Opportunity.
"Now that we're to he under civil fr
vice," said the crossroads postmaster,
"and I may have to take an examination
some day, I'd better be picking up all
he information I can."
Thereupon he proceeded to read all ths
postal cards. Chicago Tribune.
CHILD ATE CUTICURA.
Sprend Whole Ilox ol It on Cracker
Not llie Lcnat Injury Reunited
Tuna Proven Pure and Sweet.
A New York friend of Cutlcura
writes :
"My three year old son and heir,
after being put to bed on a trip across
theAtlantlc, investigated the stateroom
and located a box of graham crackers
and a box of Cutlcura Ointment. When
a search was made for the box. It was
found empty and the kid admitted
that he had eaten the contents of tho
entire box spread on the crackers. It
cured him of a bad cold and L don't
know what else."
No more conclusive evidence could
be offered that every ingredient of
Cutlcura Ointment Is absolutely pure,
sweet nnd harmless. If it may be
safely eaten by a young child, none but
the most beneficial results can be ex
pected to attend its application to even
the tenderest skin or youngest Infant.
I'otter Drug & Cheni. Corp., Sola
Props, of Cutlcura Remedies. Boston.
Borne Wedding; Rlngr Illatorr
To wedding rings there has been
often attached a value even unto death.
One of the smallest wedding rings
of which there is record was that fitted
to the finger of Mary, daughter of
Henry VIII., who at the age of two
years, was solemnly wedded amid much
pomp and splendor to Francis I. of
France, who had Just attained the dig
nity of six months. Attending the little
bride were her father nnd mother, Hen
ry and Catherine of Aragon, and Marl
of France, mother of the bridegroom.
The bridegroom himself was not pres
ent at the cermony, but his place was
taken by Admiral Bonuivet, who acted
s proxy and placed upon the finger of
i the little princess a tiny -wedding ring.
set with a magnificent diamond. Car
dinal Wolsey performed the ceremony,
at which the whole court was present
Though gold Is the metal generally
accepted for wedding rings, various
other materials have done service in
Its Btead. There is one story of an
eloping bride, for whom a ring wns im
provised from her own leather glove,
the church key has frequently done
similar duty, and brass curtain rlngn
have been mnny times substituted for
a circlet of more valuable material.
By giving his wife n ring, a husband
is supposed to take her fully Into his
confidence. The fact that the left hand
has been chosen to wear it, signifies
that as the left Is weaker than the
right, so Is a wife subject to her hus
band, while the third finger has been
selected because of an old superstition
that from the third finger of the left
hand ruus a vein directly to the heart
Just how the plain gold band came
to be chosen as proper for wedding
rings is not absolutely known. It has
descended to us from early Anglo-Saxon
times and probably was adopted be
cause its simplicity made it most avail
able as a uniform symbol.
BISTER'S TRICK.
But It All f ume Ont Klxht.
How a sister played a trick that
brought rosy health to a coffee fiend Is
an interesting tale :
"I was a coffee fiend a trembling,
nervous, physical wreck, yet clinging to
the poison that stole away my strength.
I mocked at Bust urn nnd would have
none of It.
"One day my sister substituted a
cup of piping hot I'ostuni for my morn
ing cup of coffee but d d not tell me
what It was. I noticed the richness of
It and remarked that the eort'ee tasted
line, but my sister did not tell me I
was drinking I'ostum for fear I might
not tiike any more.
"She kept the secret and kept giving
me I'os!u;n instead of coffee until I
grew stronger, more tire!iss, got ti bet
ter color In my sallow cheeks nnd a
clearness to my eye. then she told mo
of the health giving, nerve-strengthening
life-saver she had given me In place
of my morning coffee. From that time
I became a disciple of I'ostum and no
words can do justice In telling the good
this cereal drink did me. I will not
try to tell It, for ouly after having
used It can one be convinced of Its
merits."
Ten days' trial shows I'ost urn's
power to rebuild what coffee has de
stroyed. "There's u reason."
Look In pkgs. for the famous little
book, "The Road to WellvIIIe."
Ever read the above letter? A
new one appears from time to time.
They are genuine, true, and full ol
human Interest.
