THE MOTHER.
Bho was 86 tired of toil, of everything,
Snvo loving Uio3o wlio needed all her love!
Her honrt wns like the golden heart of spring
When whltn clouds snll above.
Autumn of life and toara were hers, and yet
She sang and loved and gladdened us tho while;
Nor storms, nor snow could make nor once forgot
Voting April's radiant siullo.
Bho was ho weary; but we nover gucascd
How weary, till she smiled at set of sun,
And whispered, as sho drifted Into rest
"My loving now Is done."
"Tired of all .save loving." Let this be
. The epitaph Inscribed where now sho lies.
Time shall not hide the words, nor memory
The love look of her eyes.
ATURDAY evening, I went tip In
Michigan to tho place where My
Girl is staying and enjoying her-
HJlf, principally, I think, by counting
he daya before she'll be homo again,
it least it looks that way to me, for in
ill of her letters she's cut off a day
ind tried to cheer me up by saying,
'It won't bo '11111011 longer, Teddy."
ichen sho mentions, just to soothe my
bosslbly injured feelings, about how
much good tho change is doing her
juul Little Son, not to forget Mary and
the Little Mother.
Jimmy hears every day, too, and we
get together to exchange bullftins
containing the latest family iioavs.
We're becoming a little more accus
tomed to running around loose, but
Just tho same, we don't caro how soon
tho girls come homo and tie strings to
us again. This meal ticket life is not
tho lifo for me.
Well, as I was saying, Saturday I
went up to Lakevillo to spend Sun
day with the girls and Little Son and
Micky. I got there between 0 and 0
o'clock, dusty and warm, but still hap
py. Jimmy was going, too, but he
didn't show up at the train or explain
'himself nil that worried me some. I
knew uow it would disappoint Mary
ind tho Little Mother, and I hated to
ee the unxious look como into their
tycB thnt Jimmy's brought there a
few times. However, what I couldn't
help I tried to forget, and I filled my
mind with thoughts of tho happy day
Welcome I'd havo from My Girl. Prob
ably she'd meet nio at tho station and
bo dignified with a "howdy-do, Ted
dy," and the tips of her fingers handed
out, real ladylike. Rut she'd hnv Mio
nngcl smile on her face and the-'-'; ho
lniplen at the corners of her lip and
her oyes wcuM ne dancing Jig steps.
I know lier, even when she tries to be
ufflsh.
When tho train was a mile away
from Lakevillo, I began to be on tho
watch with my head hanging out of
the car window until my eyes bulged.
When wo finally stopped at tho sta
tion it took a year. It seemed to me
thoro was My Girl with Mary and
the Llttlo Mother. I grinned like an
Idiot and tried to talk hefore we were
within speaking distance. My Girl had
on n white dress that looked as though
It was made out of a piece of one of
thoso fleecy clouds you see floating
across the blue sky of a summer's day.
And I thought to myself, "Do I, a
front hulk of n man, own that an
gel?" I know I did for sure when wo got
together and fell on each other's
necks, not minding the people even
when they smiled and looked like they
thought wo were funny. My Girl for
got entirely her society manners, nnd
ns for mo, I wns so glad to seo her
thnt all 1 could do was to stand and
grin and any, "Why, how you is
growcdl" Micky was there, too, and
In his glee he went tearing up and
flown the platform scratching splin
ters from tho boards. lie was trying
to show he wns glad I'd como, and I
Understood ids language.
Mary and the Little Mother were
Kind, too, but I could see them look
ing through and around and behind
fno, hunting for Jimmy. When Mary
had to bo suro ho wasn't thoro, all tho
mushlne went out of her face. Sho
looked so disappointed, tho Llttlo
Mother patted her hand and whisper
ed, "Don't worry, dearie." I could
feel thorn searching my face, uungry
for tho explanation they wouldn't ask
for, so 1 said carelessly, "About tills
time, girls, Jimmy Is saying words to
hlniHolf hecnuso ho missed tho train."
"Did ho miss It?" Mary spoko up
quickly.
"Why. of course he did." I assured
her, "don't you see he Isn't here?"
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-Woman's Journal,
They tried to tako comfort with
that, but as they walked on in front
of us, the way thoy held their heads
made me think of flowers after they've
been beaten by n storm.
My Girl asked mo, In n low voice.
"did ho really get left?"
"I don't know," I answered, "but I
had to tell them something." My Gh
sighed and said, "Oil. dear."
1 felt myself turning into an uncom
fortable humor between sympathy for
Mary nnd Irritation because our good
time might be spoiled with worry for
other people's trouble, nnd I began to
ho nfrald I might net cross.
"Forget It, My Girl," I whispered.
"we can't help It." In the next breath
I asked, "where's Little Son?"
I'd missed him, but thinking ho was
taking a few hours of needed sleep, In
the excitement of the moment, I'd nog
lected to Inquire after his lordship.
My Girl brightened up. "lie's down
on tho beach with sonio of tho chll
dren. They're perfectly crazy over
him and hardly let mo have him a mo
ment," she explained. "The Instant
he's bathed and dressed In tho morning
somo of them are around to ask 'can'
we take the baby?' It's good for him
to bo with young people," she went on
with the air of an nged. person. "You'll
hardly know him, he's grown so and
lias learned so many cunning wnys.
"Is It possible," I remarked, grave
as u Judge, "that my memory hns fall
ed so Llttlo Son can grow out of It In
a week?"
My Girl dashed me one of her quick
looks. "Tho Idea," sho exclaimed, "the
idea! Walt until you see him."
"I can't wait," I insisted, "I havo to
see him now." It delighted My GIi
to have me In such a hurry, nnd w
went galloping off in search of Little
Son, forgetting nil nbout tho mtssln;
Jimmy.
Tho Inko was still und smooth tin
evening and the glow from the settln
sun turned Jt to a great pond of liquid
gold. I told My Girl what It looked
llko to mo and added, "If It only wns
gold and wo could dip up a few pall
nils wouldn't It be great, My Girl?"
Sho pretended to be scornful nnd
tilted her nose.
"It's vulgar to havo too much
money," she said, with her Mrs. Van
derbllt manner.
It wns so quiet and poacoful nnd so
fresh nnd cool nnd sweot up there
after the city's grime nnd noise, that
I folt good all over, even thouirh
hadn't stopped to tako a brush nnd
wash. I wanted to get acquainted
with My Girl nnd Little Son first. Pros
ently wo left tho walk and went In
the sand. My Girl skimmed over
like a bird In the direction of tho chll
drcn near tho water's edtre. Their
clear, shrill, llttlo voices floated back
to us like music. I could hardly wait
to got there. I saw Little Son rolling
around In the sand In a pair of doll
overalls, the Jolllest llttlo sandboy y
on
ever saw.
"My Girl," I called, pointing at in
son and heir, "Is that a crab or a
la
boring man?"
My Girl laughed so hard sho had
sit down and wait for her breath
overtake her.
Tho rascal knew mo in a second
oven from a distance. lie held out lit
arms to bo taken and kicked with hi
heels so b:ird ho Jnrred himself
over. My Girl and I ran a race to see
which should get to him first, nnd
boat. I had him up in my arms.
little soft, round cuddly ball, all sa
UK
and wriggles, and I was so hnnnv
to
feel him against my heart I ennio non
squeezing him lint. Hut ho liked
it,
ho takes after his mother In being
iiblo to stand any amount of love and
affection.
"How are you, old fellow?" I asked,
as man to man. holding him on one
hand up In the air.
He poked his pink foot In my eye,
so I knew ho was able to sit up and
tttko notice.
My Girl looked on with pride nnd
Joy written in capitals all over her
face.
Pretty soon Llttlo Son forgot nil
About Ills doting parents nnd wanted
to go bnck to his pnrty In tho snnd.
Io started to take a Hying leap
through tho air, but I held him and .
-A ...... -.!. A ..,.1. ...tit. I
sei mm uown rigui wuu up wan wrv,
which was caro I needn't hnvo taken,
as ho Immediately rolled over on his
stomach and began to piny crab. My
Girl could hardly tear .herself away,
but after a desperato effort and a
promise from tho children to bring
him homo soon, wo started for tho cot
tage.
Lakevillo is not a stylish place, and
most of the cottagers prepared their
own meals. There was a savory smell
of cooking all along tho board walk,
and now and then you d hear some
thing sizzle, and it Bmolled and sound
ed mighty good to a hungry man.
"My Girl," I observed, Just to give
her a hint, "I brought my appetlto
with mo."
"Teddy," said she, quite haughty,
that's one thing you never mislay."
Mary and the Llttlo Mother had sup
per ready when wo reached the cot
tage. They were trying to cheer up
and not worry, and they'd been losing
their trouble by getting tho best sup
per that ever graced a table. My, how
I did eatl I talked some, too, and kept
bringing In how much Jimmy and I
wero together bIiico they had been
gono and how like a lost dog Jimmy
hnd acted. That made them more
contented, nnd tho approving glnnees I
had from My Girl made me feel like
a hero. Mary went singing around
while they wero clearing away the
dishes. 1 had to laugh to myself. Not
for worlds would she have Jimmy un
happy, but, at tho same time she was
glad to know he'd folt misery because
she was away. Girls are funny.
After My Girl had scraped tho sand
iff of Llttlo Son and put him to bed,
wo left him with Mary and tho Little
Mother, and went down on tho beach.
It was so beautifully quiet and the air
so still. Somewhere, some one was
playing a mandolin, and the tlnkly inn
sic came to us clear and sweet. It
made me feel romantic. We wore sit
ting on tho sands with our bucln
iignlnst n log and cushions put In be
tween to take off the hard edges. My
arm was where It had a right to be
and My Girl's head was snuggled up
close to my shoulder. We didn't talk
very much. Someway, we didn't want
to, but we sat and watched the big
moon lift Itself lazily out of the water
ind go climbing up Into i.ie sky, nnd
pretty soon thoro was a broad patch of
glistening silver stretching across the
lake, and leading from where wo sat
straight up to moonland.
"It looks as though It led to heav
en," My Girl whispered with her oyes
on the sliver trail.
"Heaven Is here, My Girl," I wills
pored In return, holding her close. 1
told you I was feeling romantic.
We sat out there until a scandalous
ly late hour. The night was sucn a
beauty I hated to miss It. Anyway
things llko that didn't happen to ua
ovcry day, and we wanted It an.
In tho morning, almost as soon ns
the birds were up, there wns Jimmy,
and about the same moment ho ar
rived, along came a boy with tho tele
gram Jimmy had sent the night before,
telling Mary he'd missed the train.
They thought In tho village any time
was soon enough to deliver tho mes
sage, so Mary and the Llttlo Mother
had all their worry for nothing. Hut.
mnybo It was worth It, they felt so
chlrky when it was over nnd they had
Jimmy thero to worship llko a graven
image.
Wo had a regular old folks at homo
time thnt Sunday. The girls fed us
like they thought we'd never havo a
chance to cat again, and Little Sou be
haved llko a cherub. It Is astonish
ing how bright that child is, and he
grows more so every day. My Glr
thinks he's beginning to talk, and to
tell the truth he said something the
other day that sounded llko Dad."
Jimmy, since he missed his trnln
Saturday evening, arranged to stay
over Monday, but I had to get back to
town which was not a Joyful occasion
as I wanted moht awfully to stay ou
and play some more. Hut I had to go
so I tried to smile and look pleasant
about It. They all went to the train
to seo mo oil', and My uirl kept say
Ing: "Ch, deny, I wish I were going
too," and Little Son acted as though
ho was going to weep, but ho didn't
"My Girl," I said, at the last mo
ment, "stnY,ns long as you are happy
but please vome homo as soon as you
can."
Tho train made tho run to town a
good deal faster than It did when I
went to Lakevllle, and this trip I was
not In such a hurry. Oh, well, I'vv
had a good time. It's mine to keep In
my men ory, and I know tho place now
where M.r Girl and Little Son are stay
Ing so I can fit them In tho picture.
And there's another thing I know, and
that Is. that My Girl and Llttlo Son
will soon bo coming homo with Micky
to head the procession. Toledo Hlade.
On tho l.'envloir Ouenn.
First Passenger What wns in that
stow wo had for supper?
Second Passenger 1 give it up.
First Pnssongor I believe I will,
too. Let me nt that rail, please.
Milsvllle Courier-Journal.
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0LD
avofitei
To Mnrjr in Heaven.
I'll on lingering ittar, with levelling ray,
That lov'st to greot the early morn,
iVgilu tliou ushercHt hi tho day
My Mary from my soul was torn.
O Maryi dear, departed shade I
Whero Is thy place of blissful red?
Sei.'8t tliou thy lover lowly laid?
Hearst tliou tlio groans that road uls
breast?
flint sacred hour can I forget?
Can 1 forget the hnllow'd grove,
Where by the winding Ayr wo met,
To live one day of parting lovo7
Eternity will not efface
Those records dear of transports past;
Thy imago at our List ombrace
Ah I little thought wo 'twas our Inst!
yr gurgling ks-j'd hW pebbled shore,
0'e:liung with wild woods, thickening
green;
The fragrant birch, tho hawthorn hoar
Twin'd amorous round tlio raptur d
scene.
The flowers sprang wanton to bo prest,
Tho birds sang love on ov'ry spray,
Till too, too soon, tho glowing west
Proclaimed the speed of winged dny.
Still o'er theio scones my memory wakes,
And fondly broods wi;h miser carol
Tinio hut the Impression deeper makes
As streams their channels deeper
wear.
My Mary, dear, departed shade!
Where Is thy blUsful placo of rest?
Sccst thou thy lover lowly laid?
Hoar'st thou the groans that rend his
breast?
Robert Hums.
The Sliiucrn.
God sent his Singers upon earth
With songs of sadness and of mirth,
That they might touch tho hearts of
men,
Am! bring them back to heaven agnln.
The first, a youth with soul of fire,
Held in his hand a golden lyre;
Through groves ho wandered, nnd by
streams,
Playing tlio music of our dreams.
Tho second, with a bearded fnco,
Stood singing in the market placo,
And stirred with accents deep and loud
Tho hearts of all the listening crowd.
A gray old man, the third and last,
b'atig in cathedrals dim and vast,
While the majestic organ rolled
Contrition from its mouths of gold.
And those who henrd the Singers three
Disputed which the best in'ght be,
For still their music seemed to start
Discordant echoes In each heart.
But tho groat Master said, "I hco
No best in kind, but In degree;
I gave a various gift to each,
To charm, to strengthen, and to tench.
"These are tho three great chords of
might,
Ami he whose enr is tuned aright
Will hear no discord hi the three,
But the most perfect harmony."
Henry W. Longfellow.
IRON USED AS MONEY.
Ancient History Tcllu of a Team of
Oxen Required to .Move $H8.
Plutarch says: "Not content with
tills the equal division of tho lands,
etc., of the Lacedaemonians ho (Ly
curgus) resolved to make a division of
their movables, too, that there might
bo no odious distinction or Inequality
loft among them; but finding that it
would be very dangerous to go about
It openly, he look another course am
defeated their avarice by. the follow
lug stratagem: lie commanded that
all gold and silver coin should bo called
in and that only a certain kind of
money mado of iron should bo current
A great weight and quantity was of
llttlo worth, so that to lay up twenty
or thirty pounds there was required
a pretty largo closet, and to remove
It nothing less than n yoke of oxen.
With tlio diffusion of this money at
once a number of vices wero banished
from Laccdaemonia, for who could rob
another of such a coin? Who would
unjustly detain or take by force or no
cept as a bribe a tiling which was not
easy ta hide nor a credit to have, no"r,
indeed, of any use to cut In pieces?
For when it was Just red-hot they
quenched It In vinegar, by that means
spoiling it, and made It almost incapa
ble of being worked."
flare, In Ills "Universal History of
(ho World," says: "To render tho
State dependent only on its own terri
torial products and to prevent any in
dividual from accumulating an undue
amount of wealth, ho (Lycurgus) pro
hibited the use of any money except
an iron coin with so small a value In
comparison with its bulk and weight
that tlio necessity of using It as a me
dium of exchange would make It diffi
cult to carry on trade, especially for
eign onnnerco. By subjecting this
Iron coin to a process of rendering it
brittle nnd unfit for any other use, Ly
curgusendoavored to destroy every de
sire to hoard It as a treasure."
Rollln, In his "Ancient History"
says: "First ho (Lycurgua) cried down
all gold and sliver money and ordulijf-d
Mi i
7 I
that r.o other should bo current than
that of Iron, which ho made so very
heavy and fixed nt so low n rnto Uia
a cart it ml two oxen wero necessary to,
carry homo a sunt of 10 mlnno (GOO
French llvrcs, nbout $88.80) and a
whole chamber to keep It In."
This was dono for tho purposo of
sapping tlio foundation of avarice.
From tho nbovo quotations, snys thai
Scientific Anici luin, it vouhl siim (hat;
while Iron was much more valunblo
than It is now, still It was not so valti
ablo ns to Justify Its being coined Info
money. It seems that a team of oxen,
could hnul about $88 worth of coin. I
presume the same sort of tenin might
haul one-fifth that value of iron nt tho
present date.
ENGLAND'S 032,207 PAUPERS.
Great Inci'ciiHe of Abluhodlcd Unciu-
ployed in the City.
On the first of this year 1)32,207 per
sons wore In receipt 'of poor law ro
lief In England and Wales. Of tlitl
number 118,013 wore in London, bo
lug an Increase of 11,000 on tho figures
on Jau 1, 1001. Outside lindon tho
number was 781,201, the increaso in
this Instance being 51,5111).
Tho number in receipt of relief, says
the half-yearly statement from which
these figures are taken, was compara
tively high throughout Inst year, and.
the total on Jan. 1 last year was 7.3
per cent higher thnn on tlio previous
Jim. 1. The proportion to the popular
tlon wns one In thirty-six, or 27.0 per
1,000. In London the proportion was
higher, being ono In thirty-one, or 31.8
per 1,000.
Exclusive of the Insane nnd tho
casuals, -10.8 per cent of tho total con
sisted of 110,001 families, comprising
878.0111 persons. There was a consid
erable Increase In the class of married
couples relieved with children, particu
larly In tho number receiving outdoor
relief. The total number of adults rn
turned as ( ordinarily able-bodied-amounted
to 132,081), an Increase of
17.7 per cent; those classed as not ablu
bodlcd numbered '128,-109, an Increaso'
of 3.4 per cent. London had 21,010 of(
the able-bodied paupers, an increase oft
23.7 per cent, but the greatest Increaso
was 112.2 per cent In Essex, which had'
0,103 able-bodied paupers.
Compared with tho corresponding
figures In tho previous year, the class'
of men returned as relieved "ou ac
count of want of work or other causes"
shows tho highest Increase, amounting
to 0,287, Including Increases of 7,35ll
In London and 2,210 In West Ham.'
Under this heading 8,2-H wero relieved
under a labor test In labor yards.-i
London Mall. (
Tho Kesnnroortil Artist.
It was very cold In tlio studio and
the guests from the country missed
their air-tight stoves, says a writer ln
the New York Sun, as a prologuo to no'
Illustration of artistic economy.
"Do build a fire In the grate," said,
the hostess, who paints menus anil
placo cards, to tho host, who paints
scenery for a Broadway manager.
Tlio host disappeared In the direction,
of tho kitchen, but soon put IiIb head
In the studio door. "Tliero's lots of
conl, but no kindling," ho announced.'
"Oh," answered his wife, vaguely
"Well, Just look round nnd you'll flnd
something thnt will do."
He "looked 'round" for a fow mlnj
utes, and returned with tho necessary!
supplies for a crackling fire. His
thrifty country aunt exclaimed in horJ
ror, "Molvln! What are thoso kinJ
dllngs?"
"Oh, they're Just tho clothes-pins."-Ills
aunt gnsped, lint his wife, gnz
ing nt him with admiration, exclaim
ed, "Isn't ho the most resourceful
m n nl"
Tho Only Import-int Qu -Mlon.
Two men wero disputing over thclr(
respective churches. Finally ono cail-i
ed a neighbor who was passing and
asked ills opinion as to which was thoj
only church in which to bo saved.,
"Well," said ho, "my son nnd I havoj
hauled wheat to tho same mill nigh on
to forty years. Now, thero are two
roads that lead from our placo to tho
mill one's the valley road, t'other
takes over tho hill. And never yet,'
friends, has tho miller asked me which
road I took, but ho always asks: "U
your wheat good?'" Kansas City
Journal.
No Terrors for Hi in.
"Sir," exclaimed Rev. X. Hortor,
"I'm surprised to hear you swearing
at tho heat. What will you do In tho
next world, where there's not a drop
of water to moisten your parched "
"Huh!" grunted tho fat man. "Arn
you sure there's no water thero?"
"Positive."
"Ah! then there's no humidity; that's
what knocks mo. I enn stand tho
heat." Philadelphia Press.
ItoininlsconucH.
Mario (after tho honeymoon) May.
dear, bore Is the tree under which you
kissed mo for the first time.
Max You're always raking up old
niomorles. I'll havo that troo cui
down.
Mario (after tho troo lias been cu(
down) Do you remember, Max, dcnrf
this is tlio very spot whero tho trei
g Tableau. Translated foi
Talcs from Fliegendo Blnetttc,