Dakota County Herald
DAKOTA CITY, NEB.
John H. Rem, -
Publisher
Peary Insists that one Cook eaanot
loA hU broth.
c r r - - -J
The dressmaker think the hour
glass shape is timely.
JIob:dy baa as yet suggested th
fright boys for President in isi-s.
. Also It appears that a dash from
the Dole Is not without 1U thrills and
Jaegers.
It's a poor case of prosperity that
jpuk't keep several strikes going at the
SMRve time.
"aVhat shall it profit a man to gain
All 4)ie railways in the world and
bare to give tbem up at lant?
England resents our Impudence in
Proverlng the pole. Well, we waited
polite period ot time for England
Ind it.
Because the corn has long whlBkers
tils year we are promised a cold win
ter. Has the coal trust been sprin
tJtag beard tonic over the farmsT
1
A man nenrly broke his neck by
timing his head suddenly to look at
wo pretty glrla. Ordinarily It takes
nly one pretty girl to turn a man's
lead.
A. dispatch says that there fa fear
!t American baa boen killed by tigen
a Costa Rica. There are Just aa many
igeri in Costa Rica as there are in
Lfrlca none.
Jtow they are talking about farming
the Isthmus of Panama along the
Exports will be sent down to
Jxamlne the land before it Is "opened
for settlement."
Fashionable dames who may be
Chinking of adopting Eskimo dogs as
bets will be sorry to learn that those
flogs are too large to be carried around
in one's arms.
, The next man who fights bis way
a the northern extremity of the
E'Ys axis need not be surprised If
nds a notice to the effect that
pole has changed bands."
According to Cook's story, the town
pt Etah consists of four canvas tents,
fereral men, eight or nine women,
ifcboot thirty children and 108 dogs.
The wealth par capita must be very
fViflJl there.
Becent estimates place the supply of
Coal in the United States as being sufQ
cleat to last more than 7,000 years.
Tt law of supply and demand has 1
teased, however, to have any Baerlng
n the price of coal.
Ye have glanced, casually over Mr,
fount's plans and specifications of
lb Ideal man who is to appear in
2908, and will be seven feet high and
Otherwise wonderful but it Is not
ttaied that he will be able to put tip I
. lf in the kitchen or mend a leaky I
titse.
Host boys of a mechanical turn aie
baildlng aeroplanes these days. One
M them launched bis from the root
t a shed the other day, In an at
tempt to fly over the garden. Tho
tomato patch in which he landed gave
film an appearance more horrifying
tbun was justified when the stains
rere washed off by his anxious moth
er.
All the governments of the earth
leam to be seeking new objects on
Wfclch they can levy a tax in 'order
Jhat their revenue will meet their ex
enses. Even cities and the smaller
(owns are engaged in this Bearch
Congress spent weeks and months In
discussing ways and means; the Ens-
ll&h parliament has been undergoing
a like siege; France is at her wits'
no, ana uermany is ready to despair,
Looking over the list of taxable nub
Jects, it would seem that about every
object under the sun had boen nosed
tut and a levy placed on It.
Resident Roosevelt's country life
.jmmlsslon has lately made public Its
eareful and Interesting report. It as
serts, of course, that agriculture is
generally profitable, and the conditions
of rural life are steadily improving.
Btni tho farm is less profitable as a
business, and less attractive as a place
ot residence, than It should be. Many
farms do not pay because of bad roads
and unintelligent cultivation, ending
I soil exhaustion. Properly built
roads, crop rotation, persistent main
tenance of soil fertility, are funda
mentally necessary. The commission
als finds, in some districts, specu
lative holding of land, control of
streams and water power by Interests
which prevent the farmer from util
izing the no natural resources, and soil
destruction following wasteful defor
estation. A parcel pott, postal sevings
banks, a thorough study of taxation
and the tariff as it bears on the agri
culturalist, and an extension of the
principle of rectnroclty are cpeclflc rec
ommendation!) which the commission
makes. It lr 1st, too, on the Impor
tance of an -nderstaudlng of the ele
ments of h; iene and sanitation, and
on the ner- lty of improving the rural
schools hy Introducing practical meth
ods of l 'ruction similar to those ho
uccesvr,' In the agricultural colleges.
The p ' -dun of farm labor, it is be
lieved, can be met only hy smaller
tiol'"'. and more systematic tillage
Intf Ive farming, in short for which
me - hired hand are not needed. In
r!i nftlly It Is noted that in the older
yjrts of the country, Immigrants, ac
i imtonied at borne to this sort of cul
tlvaUon, nre gradually dispossessing
the native stock. Not the leaBt Sm
portani snij'ft dlscuswd Is woman's
place on the f -rrn. The old household
Industrie i'f. Ing boen taken over by
tbe f"orl" he woman finds her life
more " - -r one of routine. An in
creased share la the l.'gbter field and
garden work, social organisations, Ilk
reading and study clubs, and sucn con
veniences as telephones and running
water, are mentioned as things whick
help to make country life more at
tractive to active and capable girls
and women.
Will E. If. Harrlman go down In
history as a famous manT He achieved
large things. Some of tbem, were
there any possible common standard
of comparison, perhaps would appear
fully equal to the exploits which have
given other men lasting fame. Will
their reward be his? The question
may safely be answered In the nega
tive. In financial, commercial and in
dustrial history Mr. Ilarrlman's narao
will no doubt loom large. Hut there
alone. The writer of the general his
tory of the nation will assign him a
very modest place at best; and the
general public, three or four decades
hence, will hardly find that that brief
reminder stirs either enthusiasm or
recollection. That has been the fate
of every one of the American finan
ciers who have achieved large material
success and power. On the head of
which one rests the laurel wreath of
fame either by popular or critical con
sent? On Commodore Vanderbllt's or
John Jacob Astor's? These and others
did large things in their day. But
they nre not In any sense really fa
mous. The reason why this certain
position of historical inferiority awaits
tho man who devotes his life to the
successful accomplishment of large
material ends, no matter how glgantlo
the enterprises or how vast the ability
displayed, lien on tbo surface. It Is
found In . the general feeling that
who accumulates vast quantities nnd
gains tho power that goes with it is
yet far from having done one of the
things that merit historic fame. The
thing that people glory In Is the fruits
which the successful struggle towards
material ends makes possible In the
arts, sciences and domestic comforts of
civilization. In comparison with the
finished product, tho Importance o(
even the greatest workers in the raw
material sinks into historic insignifi
cance. They may lie useful, nut tney
are not revered, no matter how valiant
and opportune their services. There
is also another consideration: The
people, no matter how materlaily-mlnd-
cd they may be, invariably award farn
to the men whom they feel in their
hearts to be representative of theli
higher spiritual selves not of tholr
ordlnnry instincts for gain and power,
but of their moro unselfish thoughts,
ARGUMENT BY ANAGRAM,
So many Cassaudraa come to giel
that the story of Lady Eleanor Aud'
ley. the wife of Sir John Davles, who
was Attorney General for Ireland in
1606, will surprise no one familiar
with the prophecies of melancholy la
dies. Lady Eleanor had a turn for
prophecy based on Scriptural ana
grams. Among other predictions, she
claimed to have foretold her husband'i
death. '
"His doom I gave him In letters of
his own name John Daves, Jove's
Hand within three years to expect
the mortal blow, so put on my mourn-
log garment from that time; when
about three days before his sudden
death, before bis servants and friends
at the table, gave him part to take bis
long sleep, by him thus put off: 'I
pray, weep not while I am alive, and
I will give you leave to laugh when I
am dead.' "
Sir John was made Chief Justice of
England, but died on th day he would
have taken his sent on the bench.
It was given to another than her
husband, however, to give Lady
Eleanor a keener dart. She was
brought Into the court of high com
mission on chargee arising out of ber
claims to prophetic powers, which she
grounded on an anagram of her name,
Eleanor Davlos Reveal, O Daniel.
'And though," writes an old chron
icler, "it bod too much by an L, and
too little by S, yet eho found Daniel
and Reveal in It, which nerved her
turn.
"Much pains was taken by the court
to dispossess her of this spirit; but
all would not do, till Ijunb, the Dean
of Arches, Bhot her through and
through with an arrow borrowed from
ber own quiver.
"For whllnt the bishops nnd divines
were reasoning the point with ber out
of Holy Scriptures, he took a pen in
bis band, and at last hit on an ex
cellent anagram:
"Dame Kleanor Davys Never so
mad a lady!"
InnlallluK a Neolch J u dire.
They have still a quaint way of in
stalling judges in Scotland, the West
minster Gazette says. Before Ixrd
Cullen took his seat on the bench thu
other day in the Court ot Session the
lord president. In presence ot the as
semhled judges, on receiving the now
Judge's commission, ordered It to be
read with all loyalty and respect. The
commission, which was In the usual
archaic terms, narrated how the va
cancy arose In the college ot justice
In "that part of our united kingdom
called Scotland," and declared that as
H was requisite to apoliit a person of
loyalty, learning and kunwledge of
and experience in the laws, and being
well informed of the loyalty, litera
ture and good qiialltlcatlous of "on
trusty and well beloved William
.lunics Cullen we have thought good
to nominate and present hlni unto
you." The commission having beeu
read the lord president Intimated that
ns lord prolwtloner Mr. Cullen woul
proced to Lord Skerrlngton's court
end hear two casca anil return to the
tlri-.t division and report his opinion
on them, after which he would hea
counsel and deliver his opinion In an
other case. That procedure havln
been followed the Judges reassemble
und the lord president Intimated that
the lord probationer had passed hi
trials satisfactorily. Lord Cullen was
then Invested with his robes aud th
ceremony ended.
We never knew a circus to dlvld
but we never heard of a circus that
wm sot charged wUU It
Old Favorites
'I
O swift rny boat
like
a bird on the
billow,
The boat of my heart niy trim Ben
mychree, But swifter than bird leups my love
from her pillow,
The girl Of my heart who is waiting
for me;
And down drops the anchor, the brown
soils are falling:,
And out on the shingle we leap in
our glee;
Dut for all the bright eye and the
laughter and cftlllng.
The girl of my heart Is all that I see.
Chorus
Mnnn, my own love, Mona, my darling,
Art thou not mine thro' the long
years to be?
By tho bright stars above thee, I love
thee, I love thee,
Live for then, die for thee, only for
then
Oh, Mona, Mona, my darling,
Art thou not mine thro the long
years to be?
Farewell, nil Is over, the bitter tears
falling;
My life Is a wreck on a dark winter
sea;
Tin- Innocent days nil nre gone past
recalling,
There yawns a dark gulf 'twlxt my
darling and me;
1 pans to my exile alone, unbefrlend
d. The Hummer days mock me with
gludncsa nnd mirth,
For only with death will that exile be
ended,
Thoii'rt lost to me, darling, forever
on earth.
Monii, my lout love, Mona, my darling,
I 'ray for me, pray thro" the long
years to be;
And tho angels above thee, who plt
and love thee,
Will plead for me also and bring me
to thee.
Oh, Mona, Mona, my darling,
Pray for nie. pray thro' the long
years to be.
Fred K. Weatherly.
THE NATIONAL SIN.
lUtrnvauaiier, Public and Frlviitr,
America.' Wont Menace.
A few nights ago I sat with a p.rty
of men one an upstate banker, two
New York merchants, one of them
bond of a great corporation whose
product enters into the manufacture of
a dozen or more leading staples used
in nearly every home, and the other
engaged in a large way with interna
tional trading; the fourth gentleman,
a literary man of recognized attain
ments, and the last, other thaa my-
Belf( a politician of national repute
an honest man, though the reputed
possessor of a large fortune acquired
principally by making shrewd Invest
ments and as a result of advanced
information respecting Wall street op
erations. The topic, entirely by chance, was
the extravagance of the present age,
nnd tbe consensus of the opinion ex
pressed and assented to by all was to
the effect that national, state and mu
nicipal governments rush into engage
ments Involving in execution vast
sums of money raised and to be raised
through the only available source, tax
ation of the people, and many times
larger than the known wealth of the
country or the probable endurance of
the people's prosperity warrants. The
people, Inherently committed to woeful
waste and prodigality according to
their means in personnl expenditures.
are blind to proper realization of the
meaning of these stupendous budgets.
They are too much absorbed Ifl their
own pursuits to give attention, even
could many of them do so understand-
ngly, to the direction affairs ae tak
ing. Tho multiplicity and duplication
of public oftlces and the Incumbents
thereof, many of whom nro In charge
of vast expenditure of public funds,
are In the hands of men who never
have made and never could make
ommerclal success in business ven
tures of any description. They look
on while graft, direct and Indirect.
runs riot with the people's money.
Contemplation of tho foregoing pic
ture is not pleasant. Is It too grossly
nalnted? Communication In New York
Sun.
POTATOES.
I'hr rirrat l'otato Onlcr an Hoot
llpat to larrraan the I'roilticl.
The greatest center In the United
States for the production of potatoes
lira in the five counties of Virginia
along the eastern and wetttern shores
of Chesapeake bay. The value of the
rop whipped from this section In one
year averages $6,000,000, which, having
been planted late In February, Is har
vested In June. During the four In
tervenlng months, however, the Colo
rado potato bug or beetle, as the en
tomologlstB have It reaps a harve
all Its own. and the trucker suffers
heavy damages as a consequence.
The department has been looking
Into the ravages of the potato bug for
some time, and In a recent bulletin
It gave the farmers some expert ad
vice regarding the proper manner in
which to deal with his bugshlp. The
old manner of minimizing the ravages
of the potato bug Is to satiate his glut
tonous appetite with a mixture of parls
green and land plaster one pound of
the former to forty or fifty pounds of
the latter. The powder Is put In a
burlap bag and rdi.tUen over the potato
rows.
Notwithstanding this treatment the
potato bug Keeps rlj'ht on thiitiiiR, a
new generation. caii with Its Inoidi
nnte appetite for potatoes, being
hatched out in lens than a week. To
nrke the war against t tie Insect pro
ductive of greater results tho depart
ment of nuili ultuie conducted u series
of exiM'i Intents, with the result that it
now recommends applications of liquid
rather than the powder.
One difficulty with the land plaster
it Is salil. Is that It causes an acid
condition of the soil which Is Injurl
ous to the plants. It Is recommended
therefore, thnt parls green or arsenate
of lead le dissolved with bordeaux
mixture. The lime, it is pointed out,
prevents the arsenic from burning the
plant's foliage, and the bordeaux mix
ture appears to bava the beneficial ef
fect of increasing the yield of pota
toes. The grower are advised te use
spraying pumps, which will enable
them to apply the poison generally,
and to go over their fields at least
three times during the season. This
method, the department experts say,
will prove vastly more effective, will
result in a larger crop of vegetable!,
and withal will be more economical.
It is asserted that the fanner will
more than save the cost of his spray
ing outfit in a single season Washing
ton Post.
FACTS ABOUT THE MIKADO.
If la an Indaat rloaa Man and II e
markably In tcltlsrrnt.
The yearly allowance of the Mikado,
which Is at the name time that of the
whole Imperial family, is now $1,500.
000. Besides he has the yearly in
comes of 130,000 from the Interest on
the $10,000,000 which was given to him
from the war Indemnity received from
China ten years ago; of $250,000 from
his private estates, which amount to
$5,000,000 or more; of $300,000 from
the forests, covering an area of G.12-1,-873
acres and valued at $512,437,300,
at $100 an acre; in all, $1,250,000.
Thus, his yearly net Income amounts
to $2,750,000, Bays the Independent.
There are In all sixty members lu
the Imperial family, Inclusive of eleven
married and four widowed princesses,
who are members of the family by
marrlnge, not by birth. Of the rest
there are eleven married and ten un
married princes, inclusive of the Mi
kado, and eighteen unmarried prin
ce sues.
The Mikado is Industrious. Ho rises
early In the morning and perforins his
official duties ail day for many hours.
The Mikado is an intelligent man,
well educated. It is said he is erudlto
enough for a degree of Ph. D.
The Mikado is 6 feet tall. He is
one of tne tallest men of his court.
He is stout, broad shouldered aud
weighs 200 pounds. His countenance
has an expression of an athlete, which
is not represented In his photographs
that are made public.
The Empress Haruko Is 56 years old,
and is two years senior of her hus
band. She is one of the moat beau
tiful women in Japan. As she is
older than the Mikado she has been
able to give her motherly care to the
Mikado during all these years of
Meljl. The couple love each other
dearly, although they do not usually
go together when they go out. It Is
publicly denied that she is jealous of
her rival, although it is a fact that
the Crown Prince Harunomlya is not
her majesty's son, but his majesty's.
THE FIRST BLIND PUPILS.
In describing the work of her father
Dr. Samuel G. Howe, for the blind,
Mrs. Laura E. Richards tells of his
first pupils. At first be taught In his
father's house, and went about tbo
State to find blind children who need
ed help. An incident in this work is
given in Doctor Howe's own words.
In tbe year 1832, while inquiring
for blind children suitable for Instruc
tion in our projected school, I heard
of a family in Andover in which
there were several such, and immedi
ately drove out thither with my friend
and co-worker. Dr. John D. Fisher.
As we approached the tollhouse and
halted to pay the toll. I saw by the
roadside two pretty little girls, one
about six, the other about eight years
old, tidily dressed, and standing, hand
in bund, by the old tollhouse. They
had como from their home near by,
doubtless to listen, as was their wont
to gossip between the toll gatherer and
the passers-by.
On looking more closely. I saw that
they were both totally blind. It was
a touching and interesting scene, that
of two pretty, graceful, attractive lit
tle girls, standing band in hand, and
although evidently blind, with uplift
ed faces and listening cars, as If
brought providentially to meet, mes
sengers sent of God to deliver them
out of darkness. It would indeed be
hard to find among a thousand chll
dren, two better adapted, irrespective
of their blindness, for the purpose of
commencing our experiment.
They were shy of us at first, but
we gained their confidence with aorae
difficulty, after which they led the way
to their home in a neighboring farm
house. They were two of a numerous
family, the parents of which were sub
stantial, respectable people, and par
tlculatly good samples of the farming
class of New England. The mother
was espec ially intelligent and devoted
to her children, aud much concerned
about the barrier which blindness
placed in the way ot educating the
tlve who were blind. She was much
interested in the novel plan for edu
cating the blind which we explained
to her. She had never thought of In
structing children through any sense
but that of sight, but xhc soon saw
the practicability of the thing, and
being satisfied about our honesty, she
consented, with Joy and hope, to our
proposition of beginning with ber two
gitls. Abhy and Sophia Carter. In a
lew days they were brought to Boston
and received into my father's house,
as tho first pupils of the first Anterl
can school for the blind.
Ilia Ciiinir.
"He always pattonizes that one res
taurant.
"Who, Silnjay? Ycs. there are wait-tvi-scs
there, you know." '.
"Hut he doesn't cue for the girls."
"No, but you don't have to tip
girls."
In A ret It' t Irelra.
Do the natives ever give banquets?"
"Sometimes."
"I suppose the Eskimo beau drinks
whale oil out of a lady" slipper."
"Yes, and then eats the slipper."
Louisville Courier-Journal.
Ileflnril.
The pessimist stands benouth the
tree of prosperity, and growls when
tl'o fruit falls on his bead. Suocesf
Magsxlne.
AN DTDIAN SUMMER SAT.
There's a lulling song of locusts and the hum of honey-bees,
And you almost hear the sap flow through the thrilled veins of the trees;
And the haty, mnr.y. daisy, dreaming world nround you seems
Llk a mystic land enchanted like a paradise of dreams!
Illtie smoke from happy huts,
A rain of ripened nuts,
And far awny, o'er meadows ringing.
Sweet rounds, as of a woman singing:
"Comln' through the rye
"Comin' through the rye!"
And then, (he faint, uncertain, silver tenor ot a belt
That summons all the winds to prayer in many a cloistered dell;
And then, a thrush's music from grooves with golden gleams,
The wild notes of a mocking-bird, and still the dreams the dreams t
Blue amoke from happy huts,
A rain of ripened nuts,
And far o'er golden meadows ringing,
Sweet sounds, as of a woman singing:
"Comin' through the rye
"Comin' through the rye!"
Frank L. Stanton.
"So Miss Pyser's got to go to the
boor farm," said Mrs. Green. "I'm sur
prised that she's kep' out of It so long."
"Yes," said portly, pompous Mrs.
Barker, wife of the chairman of the
selectmen, "my hu.sband told me this
noon that she had applied to the town
for help, and of course they can't sup
port her In her own house.
"I said 'twas flying In the face of
fate when she took those two children
to bring up; one died and t'other ran
away, and now she's all alone."
The vinegar-faced dame who had
thus delivered herself settled to her
work with a self-congratulatory look,
as if she thanked the Lord that she
was not as others were.
Mrs. Barker crossed her hands in
stately idleness; it did not become tbe
wife of the richest man In Bayville to
sew at the fortnightly circle; her pres
ence was all-sufficient.
Miss Berry, who sat beside her, look
ed up from her seam. Her sallow face
was a trifle pale.
"You don't mean to say that the
Wlllowdale people are really going to
let Elizabeth Pyser go on the town,
after all the good she 's done?" she
asked.
"Why not?" returned Mrs. Barker.
It ain't their fault that she's wasted
her money. She's shiftless always
glvln' something to somebody; and
meek meek as Moses; you'd think
she dasn't say her soul's her own;
but she's deep!" And with a sigh of
commlsscration nt the unworthlness
of poor little Miss Pyser, she closed
her mouth with a snap. She had nev
er forgiven her for being Mr. Barker's
first love and she half suspected that
he would be quite willing to exchange
his energetic and short-tempered wife
for the sweetheart of his youth. "But
you mustn't whisper that I told you
this, for Mr. Barker says women nev
er know enough to keep anything to
themselves."
I'm sure we never gossip here,"
said Mrs. Green.
Where are you goln', Miss Berry?
Ain't you goln' to stop to tea?"
"No, I guess I'd better be gettin'
home early to-night; Bessie'll be wait-
in' for me."
Now I'll bet Clarlndy Berry's gone
straight over to the mlllin'ry store to
spread the news; so afraid she won't
be the first to tell it. Thank Heav
en, I know enough to keep things to
myself!"
But Miss Berry was not going to tbe
store nor to spread the news: she
knew It was unprecedented for her
to leave the sewing meeting before tea
time; but as she listened to the talk
the days of ber girlhood rose before
her when she and Elizabeth Pyser were
'chums," and told each other all their
secrets; then came a foolish little
quarrel, and they had not exchanged
words for twenty years.
She walked straight clown the street,
turned the corner, and without giving
herself tl me to change her mind, en
tered Miss Pyser's garden and went up
the walk bordered with bouncing-bets,
or "old maid's pinks." When, in an
swer to her knock. Miss Pyser opened
the door, neither knew what to say,
but straightway fell Into each other's
arms and began to cry.
The door closed on them. An hour
after when Miss Berry left the house
to go to her own home, there was a
springiness In her step, and a Bmlle
plnylng about the corners of her thin
Hps, that betokened unusual excite
ment. Her pretty niece, Bessie, was about
to sit down to her lonely tea when
Miss Berry made her appearance.
"Why, auntie! What brings you
home ho early?" she asked pleasantly.
"Oh, I couldn't stand the clatter of
those old women. Now you needn't
laugh, Bessie Berry; I know I'm no
chicken myself; but If I'm as heart
less as them I left behind. I hope I'll
die before mornln'."
"Well, what's the matter? You
seem to he excited."
"No, I ain't! I'm Just as calm as
you are. But I've bcxn makln" cnlls
this afternoon. I went to see Hetty
Pyser. I kep' questionln' her till she
told me nil about how she lost her
money In the bank that failed over at
Coveton; the man that owned the
house, he let her stay in It out of pity;
first she earned a llltlo by sew in', but
lately folks didn't seem to want any
work done, and she just shut herself
up there to starve. Hut human nater
got the best of her, and she had to
bopln' that that good -for-nothin' John
nie would come home, but she's about
glv" him up i;ov. I asked her how
much of the furniture was hers, and
kep' a hlutln' and a hintin' 'till I
found out everything she could tell
me; aud I enjoyed every minute."
She paused, otit of breath with ex
citement, and remained for some time
In deep thought. Hessle, too, was
silent. She div'ned what wus passing
In her aunt's mind.
"Say, Bessie," said Miss Berry at
last, "do you think we could contrive
to keep another? I can't bear tbe
thoucot of bavins Elizabeth so to the
- 05 811k
poor farm. There's that back cham
ber with nothing In it, and she's got
her own furniture "
She looked appealingly at the girl,
who did not immediately answer. To
undertake the care of another meant
additional sacrifices, more rigid econ
omy. She sighed a little; life was
hard enough for her already. Should
she add to her burden? Would she
be just to herself in doing so? Then
she thought of the days when she and
John Pyser were boy and girl lovers,
and made wonderful plans of what
they would do when they grew up.
She had never lost faith in John;
some day, if he lived, she knew he
would come back to them. A light
sprang Into her pretty blue eyes, and
she met her aunt's look with a smile.
"Miss Elizabeth mustn't go on the
town, auntie. There's plenty of oom
for her here, and we'll drive over this
very evening and bring her home."
After her guest had departed, Miss
Elizabeth sank on tbe old lounge that
had witnessed so many confidences
and the tears flowed down her thin
cheeks. She thought she had harden
ed herself for what tbe morrow would
bring, crying because she must become
the companion of Crazy Jane and Wit
less Will. How little she had dreamed
of this in the daya when she was young
and pretty, and everyone called her
Bess! One there had been who swore
she was the apple of his eye; but he
would not undertake tbe care of her
orphaned nephew and niece, and she
would not desert them; so he left her
for another. Now he was an impor
tant person in the town, a selectman;
and she gave a little gasp, and hoped
he would not be the one chosen to
come for her to-morrow; she really
didn't think she could bear that.
This was her last night in her old
home, and she could not swallow tbe
morsel of bread that formed her even
ing repast; something would rise in
her throat and choke her every time
she tried.
She gave it up at last, and busied
herself about the room that was never
out of order, setting things in place
for strangers to look at. After this
she went all over the house, bidding
good-by to every familiar object.
Hark! a wagon was rumbling up to
the gate; could it be that this last
night at home was to be denied her?
A loud knock brought her, trembling
to the door. A burly teamster stood
there, and by his side Miss Berry and
Bessie; what could It mean?
"Betty, you are coming home with
Besalo and me. Tell us what furniture
to take, and let this man get It," said
Miss Berry; and she drew tbe dumb
founded woman aside, and in a few
words explained matters.
Almost dazed. Miss Elizabeth sank
on the old lounge, while Miss Berry
went from room to room, selecting the
articles needed. Then Bessie brought
the bonnet and atawl that lay ready
for the morrow's journey, and together
she and Miss Berry led her to her new
home.
Could It be possible that the poor-
house was a thing of the past? She
must be dreaming. By to-morrow,
surely, she would wake up to the aw
ful reality.
But it was no dream, and the next
morning Miss Elizabeth awoke with
the feeling that an awful catastrophe
had been averted uud the sword which
had been hanging over her head for
to long a time had been prevented
from falling by the kind intervention
of her old-time friend.
As Resale had anticipated, the com
ing of another into the little home cir
cle meant more self-denial for herself.
New frocks ami hats were out of the
question; but she rip)K.'d and spoused
and re-made ber winter dress, and her
lingers nnd good taste soon
brought out of the ruins of last sea
son's wardrobe a brand nev outfit In
which she looked as pretty as a pink.
As for the two old friends, they
fairly worshiped the girl who was the
sunlight of their home. So this happy
family dwelt together In peace and
harmony, InJepeiuletc of outsiders, un
til an event hai;iicd which broke up
the circle.
One i.sj a stranger strode Into the
town fathers' office and asked In a
voice that commanded tnstaut atten
tion "nere is Ml?,
?A Elizabeth Pyser?"
wrtd that be had be-
Tbe cltrk an
com aonewttat reduced la elm
stance, and had applied to th towl
for aid; and so and so "
"And so you sent ber to the jjoor
bouse! Was thera no one In this God
forsaken bole to pay her back a Uttlt
of the kindness she had always ahowa
othersf
"Yes," th startled young man said.
"Miss Berry took her In." And b
told the stranger where to find her.
It was Miss Elizabeth's turn to bs
electrified when a prosperous looking
man presented himself at Miss Berry'i
bouse and inquired if his Aunt Besi
lived there.
"I am Elizabeth Pyser, sir." she an
swered In response to his inquiries.
"Why, auntie, don't you remember
Johnnie?" he exclaimed.
Miss Elizabeth had grown very
wtilte. and slipped Into a lifeless heaj
on the floor; but joy never kills, and!
when she recovered It was to realise
that ber troubles were over, for John
nie was well-to-do, and able and will
ing to take care of her for the rest ot
her days.
Tbe old house was bought back and
refurnished, and Johnnie and his aunt
settled back Into the old life. She
petted him to her heart's content, and,
he alternately fondled and teased her.
Just as he had done years ago, when
he wore pinafores, and she had sent
him to bed without any supper, an$
then carried him up a sandwich for
fear he might be hungry.
And Bessie Berry also returned to
the old routine, and was busy and
cheerful as ever, though her aunt
thought shd seemed rather quieter
than of yore, particularly when John,
Pyser came to see them, as tie did
more and mora frequently as time
rolled on.
"Aunt Bess," said John, one day, la
rather a shamefaced manner, "don't.
you think yon ought to have some
young person In tne house to do the
work?"
"O Johnnie!" cried the little womas
in fear and trembling. "Don't I please
you? I know I'm getting old. but I
thought you was used to my ways and
we could get along. I don't want a
girl botherin' round."
"But auntie, the girl I bare in mind
Is a very good one. Perhaps she won't
come, but I intend to ask her If you
are willing."
"Of course I'll do anything to make
you happier, Johnnie, though I don't
see how a servant can make home any
pleasanter for you. As tor me. I should
just rust out and die if I didn't have
something to do."
The dear old lady was almoft la
tears.
"Auntie, tt Isn't exactly a servant I
want; It's in fact "
Johnnie teally couldn't say the
words; he bad hardly dared think
them as yet; but be crossed tbe room
to Aunt Bess and whispered In her
ear.
"Oh, John," she erled delightedly,
"how stupid of met It Is just tbe
thing! And I never thought of it be
fore!" Miss Elizabeth, was In a flutter of
pleasure. She urged her nephew to go
at once on his errand.
"I'll sit up till yon come borne.
Won't' It be like a story if Bessie be
comes your wife?"
"Perhaps she won't have me. Aunt
Bess."
"Pshaw! Go along! What's worth
having is worth asking for. Have you?
Of course she will! She's sensible.
Bessie is."
And Miss Elizabeth looked witii
pride on the stalwart young man, who,
although he was not handsome, bad
and honest, manly face that a woman
could trust.
Aunt Bess was right. And now the
two families are one, and the "old
maids" vie with each other In petting
and spoiling their grown up children,
who, in return for the kindness shown
them In their youth, make their lives
one long, happy dream. Gritt.
l'lny lip to the I'art.
The story is bo old it seems trite
to repeat it, but when a girl wants
to go on and play herself, he has
proven then and there that she doe
not want to ait; she wants simply to
show herself, it is Just a plain,
garden variety of ingrowing ego. Her
attitude of mind at once proclaims
her. She will never be an actress.
But if an exceedingly good looking
girl decides 'she wishes to play char
acter parts, in other words, forget her
personal beauty and make up plain
and homely for the sake of a char
acterlzatlon, It's a pretty good sign
thnt somewhere within is a spark that
may mean art, says Paul Armstrong
in Success Magazine and he goes on
to say:
Acting Is, after all, simply self,
hypnotism the trick of being soma
other person than oneself; of being It
in mind and voice, body and soul. It
goes deeper than clothes, wiga and
grease paint, and, as ia all othei
things, the mental strength always
wins.
According to no leas an authority ou
the art of acting than Miss Olga Neth
errole, it is a great parador.
While it is certainly egotism which
leads a girl to believe the public wish
to applaud ber, nevertheless, Mis
Ncthersole maintains. "There is no
ego in art." In other words, sh
means that it is the uttor effaceiuent
of tho person the ego which makes
an ac tress.
Klmler Mul.
Ste- Long is noted for attending U
his ivrn business and saying very littlt
about it. One morning an inqulsitlvt
neighbor met him returning from tht
w.ij;ls with his gun over hU shoulder
"Hello, Steve. Wheru ye been
A-shootin'?"
"Yep."
"What ye been a-shootln'?"
"Dog"
"Yer dog? My! Was he mad?"
"Wall ho didn't look su danged well
pleased." Everybody's.
Ilrloa Mut.
"You know a man Is a true friend
If he will lend you money."
"1 don't know. Often It turns oat
that the man who refuses U Ute beat
friend after all." Kansas City Time.
Some men live In advance of tbfj
age by reading only next kiontb'i
iuagazini.