POE'i UY WITH A POINT.
You can It-nil u ) ior. c ( ovat r ,
Hut you can not make liini drink ;
Yon can HUIII ! a Jbol to collude ,
lint can not make him think ;
You may keep your daughter strumming
Krom "morn till afternoon ,
J5nt y ) ii can't make her a player
II she hasn't any tune.
You can never make a farmer
Of a hey lhat love * the s-en ,
Though you may make him plowand plan
And whoa , and haw , and n < ; e.
It'no use to swear and bluster
liccnusu your only son
Prefers the gal lie metin the carTe
To your .selected one ;
You might , as well switch oflTtho tracic ,
For love is lord of pelf ,
And , beside , it's more than likely
That you know how 'tis yourself.
You can not make a citizen ,
Let Jilm be black or white ,
Of the man \vho doesn't know encugl.
' To cipher , read , and write.
You can not change the rooster's strut ,
Nor make the layers crow ,
Though you may honestly believe
It would be better fco.
You can not make a person
01 the .stnge-htruck Komeo lad ;
And if vou ever do succeed
You'll wish you never had.
.There is only one thing meaner ,
And that's to have to see
The name of your neighbor's numbskull
Finished with an M. D.
But all these things , and more , beside ,
We may expect to hear ,
Until the numbskull kills u ,
And the Komeo says the prayer.
Boston Uazctte.
THE LINEN CLOSET.
'But surely there are more rooms ? "
The young widow who had come
down to Garland to hire a little house
for the summer had followed the
agent into the two-story cottage , and
was staring about her.
"Only four rooms ? " she said.
"Surely there were ten originally ,
' " . "There
ma'am , the agent replied.
were ten , "but the rest are boarded up.
This is simply the wing , but you have
a parlor , a dining-room and two bed
rooms besides the little outside
kitchen , which is a building by itself
and the rent is actually nominal. "
"But 1 he folly of boarding up six
good rooms , " said the lady. "The
parlor with the wainscot and the
black marble mantel-piece. "
"You know , the house ? " cried the
agent.
"Oh , in houses of this sort you al
ways lind a black marble mantel and
u wainscot , " said the lady. "And on
the other side of the hall the sitting-
room and spare bedroom , and three
bedrooms up-stairs , and the linen
closet and bathroom the long , dark
linen closet. "
"The ghost always comes out of
that , " said the aqent.
"Oh , ho ! " criedlbhe lady. "The cat
is out of the bag , The house is haunt
ed ? "
"Yes , ma'am , " replied the agent.
"It has that reputation among ignor
ant people. But since the main build
ing has been boarded in , the figure has
never been seen by any one/ "
"The figure ? " asked the lady. "All
in white like an ironing-board ? "
"All in white , but like a pretty girl
of sixteen , " replied the agent. "I re
member the murder myself. My fath
er was in the real-estate business
where I am now. I was a school boy.
I remember how the news ran through
the village that Martha Penny had
been killed by wild Jack Parker , and
how I rushed with the crowd to see
her. "Yes , ma'am , I saw her lying in
her blood across the threshold of the
linen closet. "
The lady shuddered and sat down
in the large , chintz-covered armchair
of the room they had entered.
"You can go and play in the gar
den , " she said to the little boy whom
she led by the hand. "Don't go out
of sight. Now tell me the storv , Mr.
JBrick ? "
"Very sensible to send the child
Avay , " the agent said. "Well , the
iucts were these : Martha Penny lived
-as seamstress with Mrs. Parker. They
iniade her one of the family. Jack fell
in love with her. The story goes that
she refused him , and that he said
that she should never marry any
other man. Then she declared that
she meant to go away , and she was
getting ready tolgo when she saw him
\with blazing eyes coming down the
jpassage , and ran into the linen closet.
.A black servant watched it all. As
lie passed the door he shot her. They
arrested him and took him oil to
prison. But while the body was wait-
3ng for the Coroner it disappeared , no
one ever knew how. Mrs. Parker had
taken to her bed. Black Ann had
been afraid to sit in the room with the
murdered girl. In the night Martha
Penny's corpse vanished.
"The jury made up their minds that
Jack was crazy , and he was locked up
awhile , though he swore that the
pistol went oil by accident. When he
was let out again his mother was
< lead. He is quite a rich man , but he
never could bear to live on his prop
erty. He has a room at the hotel and
has let all the land. At first he let
the house also , but the tenants were
all scared away by the ghost , they
said , so five years ago he boarded up
the main building and only let the
wing. Every summer people hire it.
It is prettily furnished , you see , with
new things. They do say that they
hear noises in the big building , but
probably rats make them. And , Mrs.
Smith , you don't look like a lady that
who would be afraid of"
"Martha Penny's ghost ? " interrupted -
ed the lady. "Indeed I am not. Poor
little Martha would do no one any
harm. I should be much more afraid
of wild Jack Parker , though he is
alive. "
"He's an altered man. ma'am. "
said the agent ; "quite broken , though
he is rather young in year.- * . ' '
"I'll take the house , Mr. Brick , * '
said the widow , rising and beckoning
throtmh the open window to her little
"
ifeqv. "And my servant and I and
little Tom will move in on Monday. "
'The } * did so , and soon flowers
bloomed in the garden and at the
window , and the pretty child swung
under the elm trees or tossed his ball
, oii the lawn. The mothev , reclining in
her Mexican hummock , read or cro
cheted , or walked with her boy when
the day grew cool. The maid was
pretty and alert. No home in the
country seemed less likely to attract
ghosts to itself , and Mrs. Smith , when
questioned , always said that she had
never caught a glimpse of Martha
Penny's specter.
But though Mrs. Smith told the
truth , she did not tell the whole
truth. Sometimes at night yes mid
night when little Tom and the maid
were sound asleep , the lady wrapped
in a double gown and with woolen
slippers on her feet , would glide out
into the hall , and there , with her ear
to the light partition that divided the
wing from the main building , would
listen to feet that went to and fro , to
wails and moans , to what seemed to
be a prayer , and to many repetitions
of the name , "Martha Penny Martha
Penny , " but oftenest "Martha"
alone. She never spoke of this to any
one , and it was plain that she felt no
terror , but sometimes she wept bitter
ly , as if she was very sorry for the
poor , wandering ghost.
This went on for months , until one
night Mrs. Smith did a strange thing ,
She arose in the middle of the night
and let down the great coil of her
brown hair , and braided it in one braid
and tied it with white ribbon. She
dressed herself all in white and over
her head threw a square of tulle.
Then she left her house , taking a lan
tern with her , and stole toward a side
door of the main building and tried a
key in the lock and entered in.
The place was dry with dust , and
dust rolled beneath her feet as she
climbed the stairs , andspiders crawled
along the balustrades and up the walls.
She passed the big chamber and the
little chamber , and stopped at the
linen closet. Opening the door , she
saw piles of clothes and sheets and
towels , and pillow cases , once white ,
but now powdered gray as though a
snow of that hue had fallen on them.
She lowered her lantern and beheld
across the sill a stain of blood , and
within , on the floor , a deeper one ; but
she did not shudder. Indeed , a smile
crossed her face a pitiful , tender
smile.
"Poor little Martha Penny ! " she
said , and , without a quiver or a cry ,
she entered in and shut the door be
hind her. A small , round window ,
high up in the wall , let in a little
gleam of moonlight , a broken pane
admitted a breath of air ; but amid
the woolen blankets at the
further end moths burrowed. She
could see their tracks , and
a curious smell that lingers in moth-
eaten wool made the air heavy. Al
ready her lantern's light attracted in
sects that came through the broken
pane above to flutter about it. She
closed the slide , and now looked like
a very ghost itself all white in the
faint moonlight ,
She listened intently. Soon she
heard the sound of a door closed care
fully , feet upon the stairs , feet in the
passage without the door. Some one
began to pace slowly up and down.
"Martha ! " said a voice ; "Martha ! "
Then there was silence. Then again.
"Martha ! Martha ! "
Ity.is a man's voice which spoke.
Now it went on :
"They say your ghost haunts this
house. I have come here so often and
heard nothing , seen nothing , Martha ,
give me some sign that you hear me. "
The widow lifted her hand and tap
ped lightly on the door.
There was a little cry without , then
"Martha" came again , and now the
widow spoke :
"You call Martha. Sheishere. For
once , and once only , she is permitted
to listen to you. Who are you ? "
"The man Avho loved vou Jack
Barker , replied the voice ,
see you Martha angel Martha may
I see you ?
"If you swear hot to move not to
try to touch me , " said the widow.
"I swear , " replied Jack , in a chok
ing voice.
The door of the linen closet moved
slowly. The man on his knees in the
passage without saw a white draped
figure with long braids of hair hanging
below its waist.
"My God ! " he panted. "Do I see
you again , Martha ! "
"I am Martha Penny , " replied the
widow , in a soft whisper. "Why have
you called me ? "
"To ask your forgiveness , " the man
replie.L "Without it I am lost in
this world and the next. Speak to
me , sweet angel ; tell me that you know
that I did not kill you with intent to
do so. Let the world think what it
will. Tell me you know it was not so
that you knew it even when you fell
there. where you stand now tell me
so and save my soul ! "
" " faint voice whispered
"When I fell , the
pered , "when the blood gushed from
the wound y i gave me I believed
that you had'bnot me purposely. In
this belief I lost my consciousness.
Yes , when I seemed to die I thought
you had killed me. "
"But now ? " said Jack.
"Oh , unhappy man , ' ' replied the
spirit , "night after night I have heard
your moans ; night after night I have
heard you swear by all that is holy to
vour innocence. I do not doubt you
now. Be at peace. We shall meet
again , and I forgive you. "
"With a cry the man flung himself
upon the floor , and great sobs burst
from his bosom.
"At last ! " he gasped , "at last. Oh ,
dear angel , at last. Oh , God be prais
ed ! "
The white figure came nearer to the
fallen man ; it bent over him.
"Jack , " it said in more earthly
tones , "I am so glad that you did not
mean to kill inc. Poor boy. you were
always handling that revolver reck
lessly , but you know you threatened
me. I loved you , Jack , but I could
not marry you your mother was so
'
proud , and'yet slu had been so good
to me , a poor little orphan. So I
swore to myself that I would go away ,
and never see you again unless she
called mo back. That fs why I refused
you , Jack , that is why. "
Thrilling and chilling , Jack lifted
himself on his eibow and stared into
the veiled face.
"Certainly I am really mad at last , "
he said.
But the voice , now even more dis
tinct and full of earthly tenderness ,
went on :
"No , Jack , no , you are quite sane ,
quite sane. Kemenrber how the body
ot poor Martha Penny was spirited
away. Have you never thought that
perhaps she was not dead , though
that stupid old doctor , in his dotage ,
declared her so ? Jack , poor Jack.she
was alive. But when she came to her
self the horror she felt that you should
murder her was very great. And yet
she did not wish to give any evidence
that would send you to prison. She
resolved to fly. The old negress help
ed her away , and lied to cover the act.
Jack , I am no ghost , I am alive , I am
flesh and blood. Touch my hand , I
give you leave. Poor Jack , poor fel
low , how you have suffered all these
years. "
"As they suffer in Hades , " he said ,
and humbly put his lips to the hem of
her robe.
"I worked hard for awhile , then a
good old man married me , " she went
on. "He was kind as a father , and I
have a little boy. I am a widow now ,
and I came back to see the old place.
I live in the wing that the agent had
to let , and night after night I heard
you through the partition , weeping
and praying forgiveness of my ghost ,
swearing you did not mean to harm
me. And I meant that you should
only think my ghost forgave you.
But I I could not help telling the
truth , dear Jack , once I saw you so
near me and so broken hearted. "
Then indeed , Jack grew bolder and
dared to touch her hands and to lift
them to his lips. He was thankful
and humble , as though heaven imd
vouchsafed him a vision of angels , and
he left her at her door as he might
have parted from one. But , after all ,
she was a living woman , he a- man
whp loved her , and ere the autumn
leaves fell they were wed. Mary Kyle
Dallas , in Fireside Companion.
HIS MISTAKE.
The Old Man Cot Slightly Mixed up
on the Coats.
An old man with a florid face sat in
a restaurant the other day talking
business with another diner across
the table , says the New York Tribune.
His coat was hanging on the wall be
side him , and he was so earnestly en
gaged in conversation that when the
meal was ended and he was ready to
smoke he reached up his hand with
out looking around and began to feel
for the pocket of his overcoat. His
hand reached impatiently all over the
garment , found the pocket , went
down into it and came forth empty.
Then the old man searched for the
other pocket. This was on the other
side of the coat , next to the wall , and
it took his straying hand some time
to get into it. A look of surprise
flashed over his face. He drew forth
from his pocket a box of cigarettes.
He put them down on the table and
looked at them contemptuously.
"Cigarettes , " he said , with ib sniff.
"Cigarettes. Somebody has stolen
my cigar-case and left these things in
my pocket. "
The old man began to get angry and
his face grew redder.
"Cigarettes , " he snorted , "The
scoundrel ! Waiter , waiter , " he called
his voice rising in anger.
"Yes , sir. "
"Who put these things in my pocket
and stole my cigars ? "
"I dent know , sir. I'll see about
it , sir. "
"You should know , you do know. "
"Let me look in your pockets , sir ;
you may be mistaken.
"Don't contradict me. I tell you
they're stolen , and some one has put
these d things in my pocket. "
"Let me look in your pocket again ,
sir. They may be there. ' " '
"You shan't look in my pocket.
Don't you think I know what's in my
pockets and what isn't ? Didn't I ju.st
i o through them ? What does this
house mean , " cried the old man ,
standing up and shakinc his linger
threateningly , "by allowing a guest to
be treated "in this fashion ? I'll have
you reported , sir. I'll have you dis
charged. " He pushed the box of
cigarettes angrily across the table.
"Bring me some cigars , " he snapp
ed. As the old gentleman was lighting
his cigar another man came up and
reached for the coat which was hanging -
ing on the peg beside the indignant'
guest. lie got a , fierce "lance as he
took do\yn the coat. The old man
got up , his face purple with ra e.
"What areyou goingtodowith that
coat , sir ? " he asked crisply.
"Put it on , " answered _ the other
calmly , handing it to a waiter.
"That is my coat , sir. "
"I beg your pardon , it is my coat , "
replied "the stranger cooly , slipping his
arms through the sleeves.
The old man was in a tremble.
"That is my coat , " he shouted.
"Take it off. "
The stranger's eye caught sight of
the box of cigarettes lying on the
table.
"Ah , " ' he said , "I see yon have been
trying the flavor of my cigarettes.
Won't you have another ? " he added ,
smiling.
"Where are my cigars ? " cried the
furious gentleman.
"I'm sure I don't know , " said the
stranger quietly. "Perhaps they are
in my pocket here. I see the coats are
precisely alike. I noticed that when I
hung mine beside yours. "
The old man looked at his coat un
disturbed on its pejj.
"Have a cigar ? " he said faintly.
"No , I thank you. I prefer cigar
ettes. "
"Have a drink ? "
"No , I thank you , I seldom drink. "
"Hang it , waiter ! " cried the oldgen-
tleman , "bring me my check. Are
you going to keep me here all day ? "
"Good day , sir. " said the stranser.
"Good day , " growled the irascible
old gentlman.
A moment later the stranger return
ed.
"Excuse me. sir , " he said mildly ,
"may I have one of my cigarettes ? "
Just then the old gentleman swore
roundly.
] Mistakes Will Happen.
In the rush and hurry of putting to
gether a newspaper mistakes occur
far less frequently than might reason
ably bo expected , but once in a while
something comes up to show what is
only prevented daily by the closest
care. Here , for instance is the Bos
ton Herald , a x > np ' thqt is usually
carefully made up , describing a man
as follows :
The doctor is a man who would at
tract attention in any crowd.
He is over G feet tall , straight and
broad-shouldered. He looks to be
about 55 years old. His most prom
inent feature is his nose , which was
enormous , and the conduct of the
women execerable and scandalous.
Then on another page of the same
paper we read : *
There was a perfect mob of people ,
principally women and young girls ,
strangers to the dead and to the
family , but who crushed into the
house to get a sight at the furnishings
upon which money had been lavished
without stint. The crown is large
and sharply acquiline. His eyes are
blue and penetrating and his beard ,
which is sprinkled with gray , is worn
Burnside fashion and rather long. He
is a very smooth and easy talker.
Let anybody read these two para
graphs carefully , and he will be pretty
sure to read them again and gasp as
he does it. Hartford Courant.
Shaving With Both Hands.
There are lots of barbers who won't
hire a man who cant shave himself
with either hand. Of the people who
shave themselves , forty-nine out of
fifty can hold their razors in but one
hand. Yet it is just as easy and
much more convenient to shave the
right side of your face with your right
hand and the left side with the left
hand if you only begin that way. No
two nieh who shave themselves , do
fliri i\'r- lr'ililrt o2VininlN'p ; if f IIOT * f.nnL-
up before going to a. . barber. I know a
wealthy man who shaves himself
standing in the corner of his room and
facing the wall. In youth he was a
poor country , boy , and , like most
boys , bought a razor on the quiet.
But he had no looking-glass in his
chamber , and rather than let his folks
know what he was up to , he faced the
wall and scraped away by sense of
feeling. Once learned that way , ho
never had use for a glass. I knew an
old farmer in the country who shaved
himself sitting on a milking-stool. and
looking at his reflection in a bucket of
water. That was the way he learned
when a boy , and he said'he couldn't
shave himself standing up. St. Louis
Globe-Democrat.
Kate Could Not Eat the Salad ,
Kate Chase Sprague tells this story
of a visit to old Gen. Winfield Scott ,
at Cozzen's West Point : "He gave us
seats at his own especial table , and
was very kind to us , but I was
terribly afraid of him. One of his
greatest pleasures at the table was to
mix the most fiery of salads , which he
would send by his own man ( who
always stood behind his master's
chair ) witli the general's compliments ,
to the favored few. My gastronomic
tastes were far from being developed ,
and the old gentleman's red peppc-r
and mustard nearly killed me. I
simply could not eat the burningstufY.
Feeling the general's eye upon me , I
vainly tried to swallow it , but failed
ignominiously , with tears coming into
i n rn-no Vlfli flio ottVn-f rIV ! l/1f1 rn
my discomfort and mortification , a
voice roared out in a deep tone from
the general's throne : "The little Chase
does not like my salad. "
A Romance of the Census.
"Madam , " said the grateful census
enumerator , "you have replied cour
teously and kindly to all my ques
tions. Unlike nearly every person I
have met since I began this work , you
have not treated me as if I were an
enemy and an intruder. . You have
answered satisfactorily all. the ques
tions as to age , physical condition
and ownership of property. Your
. conduct meets my hearty approval
' not only as a Government officer but
, as a citizen , and with your permisbiqn
I will ask you a question not down in
my list. "Are you engaged to be mar
ried to anybody ? " "I am , suv" repli
ed the handsome widow , blushing.
"I feared so , " said the census taker ,
with a sigh. And he put on his hat
and went out into the cold world
again , his faith in human nature re
stored , but his heart broken. Ex
change.
Self-Identifying Offspring.
There is a negro woman living out
in the country near Waynesboro Ga. ,
who has queer ideas as to the naming
of children. Instead of bestowing up
on them the Bibical names so popu
lar with the Afro-American citizen ,
she has developed a nomenclature
from their physical peculiarties. For
instance , one has very thick lips , and
his name is Lips ; another has very
bin feet , and he is called Foots ; an
other is blessed with a pair of bowed
legs , and he is known as Crooks. She
gives as a reason that as there are so
many of them she could not remem
ber the ordinary names , but as they
are , she has only to look at them and
she knows what to call them. Atlan
ta Constitution.
Electricity is employed in a Berlin
cafe to boil coffee. A platinum wire
passes in spiral form through several
glass jars , the electrical current quickly
raising the water contained to a boil
ing point , and the coffee is thus pre
pared in the view of any one in the
room. A small electric railway con
veys the coffee to the several tables ,
so that the guests may help them
selves to their liking.
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" Castoria Is so well adapted to children tha *
I recommend it aasuperiortoonypretjcriptioa
known to me. "
H. A. Ancntn , M. D. ,
Ill So. Oxford St. , Brooklyn , N. T.
" Onr physicians in tha children's depart
ment have spoken highly of their erperi-
enco in their outside practice with Castoria ,
and Although we only have among our
medical supplies what is known 03 regular
prodncut , yet wo are free to confess that tha
merits of Castoria has won us to look with
favor upon it. "
UNITED HOSPITAL AHD DisrE3ABY ,
Boston , Maa.
C. Sierra , Pret. ,
K1LPATR1CK BROTHERS.
Horses branded on left hip or left sbot : : ler.
P.O.address , Imperi.il.
Chase County , und Ueat-
rice. Neb. Kangi-.Stmfc-
iiijr Water ami French
man creeks. Chase Co
Nebraska.
Brand aq cut on side of
some uninml.s , on hip and
sides of tioine. or anywhere -
where on the animal.
ALLEN'S TRANSFER ,
Bus , Baggage Dray Line.
F. P. ALLEN , Prop. ,
McCOOK , NEBRASKA.
ISP-Best Eauipped in the City. Leave orrif-ri
at Commercial Hotel. Good well water fur-
ni h d on abort notice.
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To cure Biliousness , Sick Headache , Conatt-
pation , Malaria , Liver Complaints , taka
the safe and certain remedy ,
SMITH'S
BILE BEANS
Use the SM AIA Size (401ittle ( Beans to tha
bottle ) . THET ARE THE MOST CONTEXIE .
Suitable * ox- all _ \.go .
Price of either size , ZSc. per Bottle ,
FOR MEN ONLY !
