H • John G. Whittior writes till * an "A Tog-
H mcy" in tlio Independent. Deuntifi 1 lines ,
b and worthy of his eightieth anniversary.
H Friend of my mnny years !
H When tho cre.at silence fnllo at last on mo ,
H Let mo not leave to pain and sudden thoa
H A memory ol tcurs.
H But pleasant thoughiB nlona
H 01 ono who wan thy friendship's honored
H And drank tho wino of consolation pressed
H From sorrows of thine own.
H Ueavo with thee a flonno
H Of hands upheld and ttinln rendered less
H / The uneelflsh joy which is to helpfulness
H Its own great recompense ;
H The knowledge that from thine ,
H As from the garmonts of tho Master , stole
H Calmness and strength , the virtuo which
H makes
H And heals without a sign ;
H Yea , more , the assurance strong
B That love , which fails of perfect utterance
B Liyes on to fill tho heavenly atmosphero
VH With its immortal song.
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MAMIE'SEPISODE.
| BY EDITH E. KN'IQIITWOOD.
From the Youth's Companion.
B | "Oh , girls oh , airls ! " exclaimed
fl Mamio Burton , rushing wildly up to a
H crowd of three girls , "guess what ! "
1 "What is it , oh , what is ic ? " from
| -the three girls in a chorus.
Avfl "Why , tho master of the Grange has
1 returned ! " she cried , looking at them
h triumphantly , and feeling that she
B had imparted news equal to a bomb-
1 shell. "And I've seen him , " still more
P triumphantly.
| "Oh ! " in a series of gasps.
H "Does he wear a big hat ? "
H "And.carry a cane ? "
H "Has he got a mustache ? " asked
H the third , pretty Susie Camp , casting
H a look of scorn upon her companions
AVB for asking such extremely senseless
H questions , "Do tell us , Mamie , and
Hj don't stand there gaping as though
B you contemplated swallowing us. "
M "Well , girls , let us sit down hero on
H the hedge , and I shall endeavor to de-
B scribe him. All seated ? So far , so
H good. To begin with , he's about two
B feet six no , no , I mean six feet two
m a regular whopper ! He's got shoulders
m about as broad as I am long ; black
B hair and eyes , and such a mustache !
M Words are inadequate to describe it !
H1 The kind you read about , girls , and
H - seldom see. I see I've got you all
B worked up , so I'll just finish him.
H jjirls. " in an awful awed voice , "I
H wouldn't marry that man for any-
H thing not if he begged on his knees for
H a week. He is the sternest looking
H man you ever saw. His heavy eye-
H brows are drawn together "in one
H straight line and his black eyes and
H extremely dark skin makes him look
H like some fierce Italian king. "
Hj "And he didn't wear a high hat ? "
Hj asked Katie Bend , a shadow of disap-
flj pointment setting on her sunny face.
H | "No , indeed , Kate , when I saw him ,
H | he was leaning against a tree with his
j long legs crossed and a slouch hat
H pushed back carelessly on his head ,
H surveying the broad acres of the
H Grange and feeling his importance , I
V dare say" sarcastically.
H "Oh , Mamie , " exclaimed Laura
Hj Brown , suddenly , "what shall do
H about those beautiful roses , now that
H he is home. Our table at the festival
H to-morrow night will be a complete
J failure without them ; and we counted
j on them so much. I wish he would
Aj have stayed away a little loncer. "
Hjj "Have those roses , I will , if I have
HJ. got to go and ask for some , " and
HI Mamie shook her fluffy yellow head res-
H | olutely.
H | "Why do you not ? " urged Laura.
H | "It would be a much more honest way
H | than stealing them ! "
Hi "But I hate to Lai. If he was a
H woman , I would not care. " j
I "As he is a man , why can't you be
I a boy ; then you wouldn't hate to ask
I him. Boys have audacity enough for
I anything , " and Laura shook her lit
is tie head wisely.
Mr "Be a boy ! how delightful ! I declare ,
I Lai , your head will make yo u a for- ,
II tune yet. I can put one of brother '
II Sammie's suits on , tuck my hair un-
II der a cap , blacken my hands and I'll
Iff maka a splendid boy ! I'll do it , see if I
II don't. " And the four girls laughed
I gleefully at the novel way in which
11 they were to get the coveted roses.
IS "AH right , girls , be around at 7:30
I § sharp. Of couse , you must go along
II as far as the gate with me. I sup-
11 pose I shall have enough roses for
I I each of you an armful. " And with
I j another merry laugh , they departed.
I Hearing a slight rustle of leaves on
I the other side of the hedge , let us
I glance over and see the cause of it.
I There.lying prone on the green grass , '
I his hands supporting his head , and a
1 quiet smile playing around the cor-
1 ners of a rather grave mouth , lies a
I man five and thirty , answering Ma- |
I mie's description of the master of the
Grange. j
"Well , my little girl , you shall have
all the roses you desire. If you are
one-half as pretty as your voice is
sweet , I daresay you will make a
charming little lad. Wouldn't marry
me if I begged on my knees for a week.
Ha , ha , ha , that's rich ! but I shall
have my revenge to-night. "
Taking a cigar from his pocket and
lighting it , Mr. Richard Tremaine , solo
master of the Grange , walked away
with a lighter heart than usual ! why.
iii > couiu hog Lcii. In tact , he was
hardly aware of it. When he was 28 ,
*
. he met , loved and courted a beautiful
f" ' woman. That was when he was a
' " - * poor artist and before he had in
herited the Grange and its vast es-
* tates. Though she loved him as well
If as her shallow nature would permit ,
t ghe cast him aside for a richt > r man.
f Eichard Tremaine was not the man
E to wear the willdw , but he never
< s ' trusted women afterwards , and al-
tu ways eeemed to shun their society ,
* - * , rather than court it.
| & - • The clock chimed seven , then the •
't auarter past. The shadows in Mas-
•
ter Dick's study were deepening and
he rang for lights.
"I want a good look at him her , I
should Bay. IeayThomas , " sudden
ly , to the servant who was just retir
ing , "if a boy asks to see mo to-night ,
show him in here. "
"At last she cometh , " as tho door
bell peals loudly.
_ _ "A young lad wishes to see you ,
sir , " announced Thomas.
The "young lad" enters.
"Good evening , sir. "
"Good evening , my boy , " with a
slight emphasis on tho boy. "Is there
anything I can do for you ? "
"Yes sir , please , a young lady sent
me to ask if you wo.uld please give her
some roses for the festival to-morrow
night. " The lad's voice trembled per
ceptibly , and the truth is he would
have given all he possessed if he was
safely out in the open air , and a pair
of piercing.quizzical eyes were notfast-
ened so steadily on his dusty face.
And did he imagine or did he really
discern a shadow of a smile quivering
over that dark , handsome face.
"When I was a Pttle boy , " says ihe
master of the Grange , tilting back
coolly in his chair and elevating his
feet , "my mother taught me to take
off my hat when entering a house. "
Mr. Tremaine had the satisfaction
of seeinfe the amall face dyed scarlet.
Quickly a small hand is raised as
though to remove the hat and as
quickly falls.
"If you please sir , 1 haven't got
any mother. "
"Poor boy , " compassionately ,
"what is your name ? "
' • My name ? " in a frightened voice ,
"I haven't got oh. Petey Petey
Green , sir" desperately.
"Well , Petey , " said the master of
the Grange , in rather a suffocating
voice , "you would like to have some
roses would jrou ? Very well ; follow me. "
"Oh dear oh dear ! " groans Petey ,
inwardly , "I would give ten millions if
I never had been born. "
"Are these the roses , Petey ? " asked
Mr. Dick.
"I don't know , sir. I guess the
young ladies may come after 'em , sir.
I guess I'll go. "
"No , Petey , you may as well wait
for them ; I'll have them ready in a
minute , besides the girls would laugh
at you _ _ if you went back without
them , " in a peculiar voice.
• Of course it is by accident , but as
Mr. Tremaine turns , his arm brushes
against Petey's cap , and Petey's cap
falls to the ground.
"With alow , agonized "oh" Petey
puts both dirty little hands to his
head. It is no use. A profusion of
long , yellow curls tumble around his ,
shoulders and very much give Petey '
the appearance ol a girl. |
" , , " exclaimed Master
"Why Petey i
Dick , his dark , stern face the picture
of surprise , "what beautiful curls you
have just like a girl. "
Every drop of blood in Mamie's
body rushed to her face. She tries to
look indifferent , but her face is so hot
that it forcasthe mortified tears down
her cheeks.
"Oh , you great , Hg if
man , j hate you ! "
To save her life. Mamie cannot keep
the hot passionate words back , for
he stands regarding her silently , a
tantalizing smile curving tho lip3
which the immense black mustache
does not entirely hide.
"There , now , I am sure you are a
girl. "
Poor Mamie's mortification is too
deep to heed the remark.
Throwing herself on a rustic bench ,
she gives vent to her mortification in
a Hood of tears.
Mr. Tremaine now begins to think
that probably he went too far. That
the girl is nearly crazed with shame he
can plainly see.
"Come , Miss Petey , do not cry
so. "
The hated name only augments her
misery.
"Miss Mamie , " using the right name
this time , "you really distress me. If
you say nothing about this little epi
sode , I am sure I never shall. I over
heard you planning it this afternoon ,
and could not forego the temptation
of confusing you a little. Really , I did
not think you would take it so to
heart , or I would not have unmasked
you. "
"Did not think I would take it so
to heart ! You must think I am in the
habit of going around in in boy ' s
clothes ! " flashed Mamie , raising a
pair of swimming blue eyes wrathfully
to his dark grave ones.
"Indeed , no , Miss Mamie , I did not
mean to imply anything. Besides , I'll '
never know you when you get petti
coats onthere will be such a change , "
he said consolingly.
"I never thought of that , " a reliev
ed look coming into the blue eyes.
"But oh dear , oh , dear ! I'll never , •
never get over it. "
With a bound she reaches the door
and dashes along the corridor , which
leads from the conservatory to the
main hall.
In another minute the cool air is
blowing on her scorching hot face.
"Did vou get them ? " three low
voices inquire.as she tears up to them.
With another burst of tea rs , Mamie
tells her friends all.
Bitter are the denunciations hurled
at Dick Tremaine's dark head.
The next night the festival was at
its height and pretty Mamie Burton ,
in a crispwhite muslin and blue sash ,
was busily engaged in tying up candy ,
when a light touch on her arm start
led her.
"Here , miss , " handing her a beauti
ful bouquet of roses. "I was to hand
these to you. "
"What lovely "
But she never finished the sentence
She knew the roses , for they were the
ones on which she had set her heart
for tho festival. A slow , burning
blush spread from brow to neck , and
Dick Tremaine , half screened by a
stone pillar , thought her the perfec
tion of dainty loveliness.
* * * • *
Six months later.
A dashing team and a jaunty little
cutter halts in front of Lawyer Bur
ton's residence. A very tall , dark
man alights and rings tho bell , and
the door is opened by Lawyer Bur
ton's pratty daughter , Mamie.
. . . . . . . . . - . , . , - -
r- | f. t i n m m i i
f IS Y * : * * } , * , , ' . *
"Ah , good afternoon , Miss Mamio.
Would you like a little sleigh-ride this
afternoon it is so pleasant ! * I should
be so happy , " letting his dark eyes
rest on her trim figure.
"Thank you , Mr. Tremaine , I
should be delighted ! " she answers ,
her merry blue eyes fall beneath his
more ardent onefj.
They are riding along an extremely
lonely road and Dick Tremaine reins
in the horses.
"Mamie , " bending over her and
taking her gloved hands in his , "can
not you guess why I brought you out
this afternoon ? "
"For a "
She was going to say "for a ride , "
but the words die on her lips as she
sees hid face , and she turns her head.
"Mamie , Darling , could you love an
old , stern man like me well enough to
live with him always ? I think you
have bewitched me , for I cannot get
you out of my thoughts. ] s it yes or
no ? probably this is abrupt , but when
men get my age they aro usually im-
. For God's sake child don't
Eatient.
eep me in suspense. •
His breath comes in quick , labored
gasps , and his deep , grave eyes are
fixed intently on the half-turned face
ol Mamie.
"If I say yes ? " turning to him ques-
tioningly and veiling her mischievous ,
bonny eyes.
"I'll bo the happiest man in God's
universe , " snatching her in his arms
and kissing her.
"And if I say no ? "
"I'll blow my brains out ! No I
won't either , I shall publish our first
romantic meeting. "
That wa3 the first illusion he had
ever made in regard to Petey Green's
errand.
"There ! I shall not marry you
now. "
"Not if I get on my knees and coax
for a week ? " he asked , a merry twin
kle m his eyes and a suspicious
twitching around his mouth.
She flashed him a quick , shamed
glance.
"Did you hear-me say that , too ? "
"I heard everything , sweet. "
"I might just as well surrender , Dick
Tremaine , for I have no opinion , nor
a particle of respect for myself , and if
1 can dispose of myself so readily , I
ought to be thankful. "
"Yes , for even I might change my
mind , ( ? ) darling. " |
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Passing Glimpse of a Famous
Woman.
This woman who sweeps by in the '
ay crowd on Broadway was a fa
mous beauty in her dn } ' . She is still
2ood ; looking ; . Her face is a trifle
stouter and there are winkles on hor '
brow and crow's feet in her chpeks >
but it is still a face that would be
noticed in a crowd. It is Mrs. Kate
rhnsp Spr.lgue.
This once famous beauty , who
yielded more power in American
politics , perhaps , than any other
American woman has ever done , is
5oing down the hill of life in a quiet ,
jasy way. She comes to New York
sccasionally to visit friends , but her
lome is in Washington. She is no
ongerthegay butterfty of fashion ,
ind her dresses , while fashionable
ind well made , have not the dash
that made her so much talked about
n ante-bellum days.
Her life in the national capital is a
simple one. There is none of thelux-
iry of Edgewood that characterized
ler life during her father's career.
But she is happy , nevertheless , for
iier children are growing up around
ler , and she looks on calmly at the
progress of events with a smiling face.
The White House has passed out of
ler mind forever. It was an idle
iream at best. But there is sun
shine at Edgewood such as this wom-
m could never have found had she
jecome the wife of a president of the
Jnited States. New York Mail and
Express.
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A Story for Young Men ,
There is a moral in the following
story ; it is true , and it is applicable
; o every position in the commercial ,
iterary or professional world. It
vill apply to the most eminent law.
rer and to the clerk in a corner
jrot-ery. A young St. Paul man
tpplied to a well known merchant in
: his city for the place of assistant
jookkeeper. He was asked what
• alary he expected , and replied :
"Eighteen dollars a week. "
"We had decided not to pay more
ihan fifteen , " demurred the merchant.
"Well , sir , " answered the young
nan , frankly , "I need the place , but
rou must remember I should work
ust as hard if you paid me but § 5 a
veek. "
"All right , sir" replied the me -
: hant , with an approving smile , "you
ire just the kind of man we want !
3o to workto-morrowat20 a week. "
-St. Paul Pioneer Press.
Colored Girls Can Get White.
Among the curious incidents of the
: hunder storm which played such hav-
jc in the Ulterior ol Nei ? Jersey on
Friday none lias caused more surprise
ihanafreakofthe lightning. On that
3ay the residence of Mr. F. M. Riley ,
: ashier of the Cumberland Bank , on
iVest Commerce street , Bridgeton ,
vas struck by lightninjr , Tho fluid
• an down the chimney , struck an iron
icreffn which was three or four feet
iway from the fireplace , and then
massed to the arm of the cook , a col-
ired woman , who was standing near.
She says she did not feel the slfbck.
Cha 3uid enterpd her wrist and pass-
id outof her elbow , turning the flesh
a. snowy whiteness. Her arm was
> niy slightly burned , and otherwise
ihesuffered no pain at all. The doc-
; or who attended her says that in all
irobnbility her arm between the wrist
ind elbow will remain irhite. New
fork Journal.
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