(Dakota County Herald
D AX OTA CTIT, NEB.
(John H. Ream, - Publisher
Wlmt In wanted Is wrecklesa rail
roading, not reckless railroading.
That dark inwt on this planet at
wajeb th observer on Mara arc gas
lug; In wonder Is Pittsburg.
America grows richer by $10,000,000
day. Scvent-elghths of the people
iuturnlly have to be content with ci
thers. A New York alderman lias been
aught taking money. The science of
the thing la to take the money and not
get caught.
ttrltlsh. Columbia baa a politician
named Front Isn't he the man to sue
eeed Lieut-Governor Snowball, of New
Bmnswiek when be resigns?
Perhaps It Is a matter of no slgnlfi
twnce, but It la n fact, that railroad
wrecks have been rapidly Increasing
irtnee the passes were shut off.
' Probably Senator Beverldgo drat be
Ctjne oppt"ed to child labor when he
wii a amall boy and had to follow the
plow when he wanted to go fishing.
An Ohio man baa been aent to prison
fo lt yeara because he baa thl'&een
wive He ought to have known
nongh to atop when he had a dozen.
"There are 13,000,000 men In thla
country available for military aervlee."
And twice as many who could stay
at home and criticize those In the
Held.
Several members of young Mr. Rock
efeller Bible class seem to take great
delight in getting up In meeting and
telling him what they think of his
father.
Count Bonl wants Mme. Gould to
return to blm and overlook tbe past.
He specifies that she hi expected, In
ease she returns, to be accompanied
by her checkbook.
Those boys wbo accidentally hit the
Kaiser with a snowball as he was
Ensslng have reason to be thankful that
lie result of the recent election lert
htm In high good humor.
, The crop of "hitherto unpublished
portraits of Lincoln" Is growing larger
every year. How In tlie world did he
ever find time to do any work, when
he had his picture taken bo often?
"Knowledge Is the aunrlae of life
nd the glowing sunset of hope," says
the Baltimore American. And even at
hoonday some people oro lu no dnnger
f BufiVriug from sunstroke on that ac
count. Mnte. Mel bit now charges a dollar for
writing her autograph.. Being a woman
she probably has a good deal of satis
faction when writing a check for the
payment of a M debt in making It out
for $40, letting her autograph atand for
the balance. ' '.'.-'. ..'''..
During tbe year 1000 property In the
United States to tbe value of more
than half a billion dollars was de
stroyed by Are. Of course this enor
mous total, which la sold never to have
been equaled In any country, at any
time, was due In large part to the San
, Frauelsco dlsuster. Nevertheless, the
executive officer of tbe International
Society of Building Inspectors has de
clared that nine-tenths of the national
lire loss la preventable.
A company which manufactures par
lor cars and sleeping ears Is to erect
a plant for the building of cars con
structed entirely of metal. The new
cars will be stronger than those of tbe
Id type, and In railroad accidents will
not take fire. The question rises
whether those wbo cannot afford seats
In parlor cars, but must ride la com
mon coaches, are not entitled to equal
ly safe vehicles. Ia the good time com
ing every car and tbe entire railroad
equipment will be as good aa human
kill can make It.
A party of operating officials of a
.railway running out of Cleveland form
ed themselves Into a surprise party the
other night and visited a neighboring
town to see whether engineers were
paying proper attention to the signals.
Ihu result was illuminating. Accord
ing to the published report the In
spectors turned out the lights Intended
to show that the track was clear, and
in spite of the wnrulng thus given
twenty-four trains out of twenty-five
rufhed by, only one stopping to In
vestigate what was wrong. Of four
passenger trains only two even slack
ened speed on seeing the signal Which
meant danger abend. The road In ques
tion Is one of tbe bent and most effi
ciently operated In the couutry, and If
such a state of things can exist on It
what Is tbe condition on other lines
less completely equipied and less care
fully operated?
Wo think of tbe savage tribe as liv
ing outdoors, and free from tuo re
straint which come with civilization
the garment tbe house .oud the cook.
But there Is a barbarian which sixmds
Its winters In huts and holes from
Which every breath of fresh ulr Is shut
out, and where the stifling atmosphere
Is heavy with "old shapes of foul dis
ease." Aklu to the life of the but and
the slum Is tbe life of tbe home of
whatever grade where cold Is drcuded
more than bad air. Tbe farm house,
the millionaire's palace and the vil
lage grocery alike shelter nilserablo
sinners against nature's laws. The
crusade against the ravages of con
sumption has awakened thousands to
tbe fact that the need for pure air Is
tuore Imjieratlve even than the need
for good food, although It speaks with
a less Intel stent voice. But hundreds
of thousands of housewives yet ueed
to learn the danger of tho comfortable
double window and the air-tight stove.
cad the healing power of pure, cold
air, stepped lu God's own suuublue,
A rowan who was known as tbe quecu
of the Gypsies filed recently In Eng
land. She was of groat age and an us
ing vigor, and a real "character" in
ber reserve and her hatred of mo-lrn
conditions. She seldom talked, but It
was known that she conlsdcted educa
tion aa rubbish, houses as no better
than prisons, and tbe person wbo died
In them a tho victims of their own
effeminacy. In a phrase both telling
and memorable, she ImnstM herself
"free from the tyrsnny of the roof."
That Is truly a noble freedom and one
which every wise woman may covet
for herself and ber children. Perhaps
another hundred years may see tha
stuffy bedroom everywhere supplant
ed by the airy porch, and find civilised
man again keeping under tbe sky.
As a pleasant Illustration of the
value of the expert trade, attention
may be called to the suit Instituted In
New York by a distinguished alienist
for payment of $(I,r00 balance of a
$23,50 bill for expert testimony. The
defendant, n wealthy widow, demurs on
the ground that tbe services were not
worth tbe price. In view of all cir
cumstances tbe wonder grows that so
few men engage In the profitable busi
ness of what may be called expcrtlng.
Why should a man toll and drudge
for a mere livelihood when, with a fine
appearance, a modicum of practical ex-IK-rlence,
and the acquisition of Impres
sive technical terms, ho can reap a
much richer harvest? If a will In
volving tbe distribution of a large es
tate Is to be broken on the ground that
tho maker was feeble minded, tbe ex
pert npiears ready to throw the weight
of bis testimony lu tbe direction de
sired. If a rich man or a rich man's
son Is In dnnger of the law through
reason of n serious Infraction of tbe
statutes, along comes the expert to
prove conclusively that the shape of
his bead, the wlldness of his eye, or
some eccentricities of conduct demop
strate derangement of bis mental facul
ties. Tho amount of compensation de
pends, of course, on tbe wealth of tho
parties Interested. But, Inasmuch as
such. expert testimony Is sought chiefly
by those who have tbe willingness and
the wealth to pay, the compensation Is
usually of the most generous nature.
The lenmed gentleman who receives
$17,000 for a deposition, or even for
an hour agreeably spent on the wit
ness stand, has excellent reason to be
In love with his profession and to rec
ommend It to those who are dlsn
tented with their humbler pursuits.
Wby he should go to law for the pal
try sum of $0,500 when ho could more
profitably Improve his time In seeking
another client Is not so clear.
ABOUT THE SNOWSHOE.
There Are Man? Varieties of Thla
1'neful ' Article.
In the Intense cold of tho far North
west, --'There the snow Is deep and
frozen to a dry powder, tho dogdrlvers
use n shoe that Is two and a half feet
long and fairly narrow, writes L. I).
Sherman, In the Outing Magazine. The
meshes are coarse In the spring, but
nrldwlnter and dry, hard snow neces
sitates nu extremely fluo mesh. Tho
toe bolo Is placed about two-thirds the
length forward and tho toe of tho
snoe Is broad and upturned. In the
best made shoes the filling Is clever
ly put In and presents a concave sur
face io the snow and does not sink
In deeply, but carries up and forwnrd
o that the long body and heel always
remain down, even at a fast pace.
In Eastern Canada, w here the coun
try Is less open, the snowehoe Is an
almost exact opposite In shape. The
oral Is shorter and broadened until It
appears very clumsy; nevertheless, it
has been generally accepted for all-
around use. In this model the toe
bole Is placed . farther forward for
ease in hill climbing.
The "club" shoes In tbe market to
day follow this design, except that
tbey have upturned toes, whereas the
trappers and lumbermen claim that it
Is easier to climb hills on the old flat-
toed model, especially when carrying
a pack or dragging a toboggan. A
specially designed shoe called a "hill
climber" has no filling forward of tbe
toe bole or back of the rear cross-
piece, besides being very coarsely
meshed. To borrow from an expres
sive friend who owns a pair, "If you
always clfmbed It would be a 'cinch,'
but they're tbe dlvll and all coming
down." Where the forests are very
dense the Indian uses a fairly broad
shoe about three feet lu length, enab
ling htm to slip smoothly about tbrough
tho trees with small danger of tang
ling the tails In tho thick uuderbrush,
which would bo sure to happen In
cessantly if they were modeled after
those , used In the oieu plains.
There Is another Interesting model,
formerly used In tho Adirondack and
now mostly con lined to the Bocky
Mountains, culled tho "bear-paw"
shoe. It Is a perfect oval In shape,
having no li? el. no tail. It measures
about eighteen by fourteen Inches and
Is coarsely strung, the meshes being
two to four Inches across. This coarse
mesh Is very necessary where tho buow
Is moist, ns otherwise the shoo would
loud up, at every step mid mnko travel
ing Impossible. Most of tbe eastern
shoes are closely meshed, as tbe snow,
being light und flue In a wooded coun
try, sifts easily tbrough.
Hrdnced to the Hiiki,
ecw AllVr Ez
PnH&OOD EI OEM 1
BESIDE THE CAMP FIRE'S DYING LIGHT.
Night seems but warp and woof of many sounds
' That blend their voices as tbe darkness falls;
The bum of myriad Insect wings resounds
And solitude Is filled v Ith mystic calls.
Each throbbing note of mournful whip-poor-will,
Each hurtlinu cry of loou out on the lake,
Intensify the fancies strange that thrill
And fill me aa I lie but half awake.
Tbe waves lap time upon the shore,
The camp tire's crackling embers fall apart
And fade to ashen gray; while moro and more
, , The forest's magic charm steals o'er my heart ;
Till, lulled by all the voices of the night
I dream beside the camp fire's dying light
-Tbe Outer's Book.
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Nothing
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TIL
When Sadie and I started on our
bnggy ride I felt that It was Incumbent
upon mo to say something. I had pre
pared myself to some extent by a care
ful study and memorizing of the Jokes
In a patent-medicine almanac, nnd
these I endeavored to call to mind dur
ing the first half mile or so flint we
traveled. But for some reasons I found
myself totally unable to recollect n sin
gle one of them with any degree of
clearness, and when at last I remarked
that It was a right nice eveuin', that
piece of meteorological information wps
Uttered with an effort
"Ain't It?" said Sadie.
That should have brokeu tbe conver
sational Ice, but It didn't It was a
peculiar thing, too. Time had been
when I talked with that girl quite eas
ily and naturully. Even on the occa
sion of our last meeting when I bad In
vited her to go buggy rid In' with me
I hadn't felt the timidity that now
bamiered my tongue and befogged my
Intellect though, naturally I had ex
perienced certain tremors. Of course,
Bhe was not "fixed up" then, nnd that
made a difference. Another thing, I
could say, "Well, I guess I hafter be
goln'," and stroll away whistling. If
necessary. But here I was penned. light
In, ns I might say, with her, with no
"WILL YOU COME AGAIN
posslblo avenue of escape and the sense
of being actually her "company" aud
as such bound to be decently entertain
ing, weighing upon me. After the
weather, what?
I chirruped to the mare and flicked
her lightly with tbe whip. She Jumped
a little and accelerated her pace more
than a little, and I let her have ber
way until she broke. Then I had to
check her, of course, and It was hot
easily done. Sadie gave a little gasp,
but 1 think It was more of excitement
than of fear, for sho did not attempt to
grab at tho reins during the minute or
two that tbe mure fought for her head.
When I had got her buck Into her gait
the mare, of course some misgiving
expressed itself, however.
"lkm't make her go so fast," said
Sadie.
"Shucks!" I said. "That ain't fust.
She ain't got steadied down. yet. You
wait an' I'll show you."
"Please don't," begged Sadie, as I
raised the whip.
I held the mare in. feeling a sort of
exultatlou at inv control of her. At
this moment one of the puteiit-mcdiclne
stories came' to me. It was alxuit a
Congressman who. In the course of a
speech, snld: "'As lnn!el Webster re
marks lu bis great dictionary ' 'It
was Noah wbo wrote the dictionary,'
corrected a colleague."
I roniemler now that "colleague"
rather p(uiuied inc. We hail ttie un
abridged up at tiie school house, but
there bad been no time for me to con
sult It 1 was rather afraid that I
might mispronounce It and I thought
of various substitutions, but none seem
ed to me to be perfectly safe. It was
a pity, too, for It was not a bad story.
"'What are you talking alstut?' re
sponded the Coiigi-eMttiiuui. Indlguuutly,
Noah built the arkl'"
What was that other story the one
about, tbe Germun who bought n pig
from on Irishman, unslglit unseen?
Then I happened to think that the al
manac I had read might be familiar to
Sadie and I abandoned tbe Idea of re
lating it I wondered why she didn't
say something. Girls usually have such
a lot to say.
I glanced at her. Gosh! She looked
pretty.
I tlou't believe that was a "fascina
tor" she was wearing. It cornea to me
now that It was a white straw list with
a floppy brim and trimmed with daisies
and blue bachelor buttons, with tbe
most uutural-looklug wheat ears stick
lug out here and there. A little strand
of her fair hair was blowing across ber
face and as she raised her hand to put
It where it belouged her blue eyes met
dine and she mulled.
I was game, aud I "stared her down,"
though I was conscious that my face
was reddening; but it was a victory
Ibut came near to lelng defeat and I
,r ' 'rfllf5! 'm mv&':.4.
was mighty glad whou she did turu her
I
to Say
I
head away. My heart beat font and
my cheeks burned for a good five min
utes after and I kept my attention to
the mare nnd the road.
The twilight was fading fast now
and that thin crescent moon was grow
ing brighter. The road ran between
gray rail fences, whose angles were
filled with fragrant wild growths. The
dog roses were still In bloom and their
scent bung heavy on the air. Now and
again we passed some farmhouse witb
vine-clustered Ktrch and stretch of
tame grass lawn, merging into an or
chard of gnarled apple trees. Lights
gleamed within, and without men
moved shadowlike, dolug 'belated
chores. Then the last of the white
pickets would flush by us and we were
Hgnln among the corn fields and pas
tures, alone.
"There's going to be a dance over to
Fairfax to-morrow night," said Sadie.
That meaut nothing. Her folks would
never have let her attend a dance
never In the world. Yet It thrilled me,
for I had once been near enough to one
of those revels of the ungodly to climb
ou the fence by tbe window aud look
In. Boys and girls were moving easily
and gracefully over tbe caudle-waxed
floor to the music of a melodeou.
SOME TIME?" I ASKED.
I said, "Is that so?" Aud later I ob
served that It was cloudln up some.
Later still that It wasn't late. As near
as I can remember that was all that
I did say on that ride. I was happy,
Inexpressibly happy, and yet miserable,
lu my tongue-tied awkwardness. I
could look at her now from time to
time and In the dim white light the
moou gave she seemed more beautiful
than ever an ethereal beauty and
when a wheel dropped Into a rut and
the buggy swayed nnd I felt the soft,
warm touch of her I seemed to suffo
cate momentarily with the ecstasy of It
Yet I felt a desire to be away some
where to get my muddled wits together.
We were back again; I jumped out
of the buggy and bitched the mare to
the post before I helped her out For
an Instant there was the slight pres
sure of her hands on my shoulders and
then we stood facing each other In the
kind of obscurity thrown by the ma
ples at the gate.
"Won't you come lu. Henry?" she
asked.
I shook my head. "Uh-uh I'll have
to be goln'."
There was n dim light lu tho kitchen
window.
She belli out her hand and) I took It
awkwardly.
"Will you come again some time?'' I
asked, nnd she nodded and smiled. Her
hand still lay In mine. My heart begyn
to beat I I'liultuously, to rise to my
throat and choke me. I hesitated au
Instant ur Unt forward. She drew
back.
And I? I released that little warm
hand and turned away with a silly
laugh aud she ran to the house. At tbe
porch she called: "Good-night, Henry!"
Chicago Dully News.
A Frlead la Xeed.
Immediately after tbe earthquake in
California relief stations were estab
lished In Sun Francisco and Oakland.
Supplies jHiiired In from neighboring
ranches, other towns aud other States;
but almost all that was sent needed to
be cooked before It could bo eaten, and,
of course, lu many instances, homeless
wanderers were lu Immediate need of
fixid.
The volunteer cooks did th? best tbey
could. They boiled great kettles of
soup, caldrons of coffee and oceans of
tea ; but It . was Impossible to cook
rapidly enough to supply all comers.
Iate one afternoon, when the cooked
food supply was running low and a
ioug Hue of hungry persous still waited
to be fed. a wagon halted before one
of these stations and a bluff old ranch
man addressed the lady la charge.
"Say," said he, "I've brought you
three hundred doaen of the best eggs
In tbe State, but you won't need to
cook them. I've been boiling eggs since
S o'clock this morning."
AMERICAN NATION'S WONDERFUL GROWTH.
By Vic President Falrbanka.
The population of tbe United
States Is Increasing at tbe rate of
1,600.000 every year. In 1890 we
bad only about 02,000,000. In 1000
we had more than 70,000,000, and
now, only six years later, we number
between 80,000,000 and 90,0(10,000,
and shall soon have 100,000,000
T.l. l.n
000. We are getting about 1,000,000
c. w. Fairbanks, a year by Immigration now, nnd the
Increase Is probably more than that But even at 1,500,
000 It Is enormous.
Suppose that you add that many consumers, that many
workers, that enormous composite muscle and that
mighty composite brain to our nation this year, and
then an equal amount next year, and the next, aud the
next That Is what Is going on In the United States to
day. We are Increasing at the rate of a Philadelphia
every twelve months, and In some years almost to the
extent of n Chicago. We are growing lu wealth as rap
Idly as In numbers, nnd our possibilities are, It seems, to
me, almost beyond human conception.
FEDERAL POWER AND INDIVIDUAL ACTION.
By Dr. Albert Shaw.
T
The old balance between
state and the free range of
not shifting In any very
in
There Is the constant give and take, as experi
ence points the way. '
r
In the stricter regulation
A
I highways of commerce, for example, the state
adds with one haud far more to Individual Inl-
I
I atlve and freedom lu economic life than it
takes away with the other hand. In removing children
from factories nnd sending them to school the state does
not necessarily exhibit a tendency toward socialistic ex
ercise of power. Bather It shows In effect its determina
tion to build up a democracy capable of maintaining eco
nomic freedom and personal Initiative.
When governmental authority extends quarantines,
regulates nnd controls water supply under the test of
the bacteriologists, or asserts Its jiower In many other
new directions, It docs not follow that the domain of
Individual freedom Is narrowed. It ,1s simply that old
principles require new applications as the conditions
alter In every direction.
The practical compromise between social authority
and private liberty Is changing in details rather than In
essential bearings. The greater Intensity of associated
life In all Its forms Is accompanied by a wider range of
political activities.
In the very nature of the case, what we may call the
federative balance will adjust itself according to con
venience nnd experience between the central government
and the state or local authorities. Those matters of
large nnd general. Interest which best can be dealt with
A SPIBIT OF WINTEK.
All through the frosty air.
Snowy the morning;
Leafless trees eein more fair
Snowflakes adorning.
Softly the echoes fall
- Some clear, some fainter
Pearly veil over all :
Winter the painter.
. '' ;
'Mid last year's faded .leaf,
Glory departed,
Robin pours out his grief
Sad, brokenhearted.
nark ! How tbe timid hare
Creeps through the meadows,
Fearing the hunter's snare,
Hidden by shadows!
Each fairy mossy cap
Holding a treasure,
Where Brownies took their nap
'Mid Joys beyond measure.
Tired nature taking rest,
Winter replying;
Through last year's withered nest
Cold winds are sighing.
Yet through the snowy air
A still voice Is humming,
Though the earth's brown and bare
Sweet spring Is coming.
Two Flirts
There was a subdued murmur if
conversation when I was shown Into
the drawing room. '
"How do you do, Mrs. Maxwell?" I
said, shaking her hand. "Hullo, mater,"
I exclaimed, as I turned round, "didn't
know you were coming."
There was au uncomfortable silence.
"Where's Lillian?" I Inquired, sink
ing Into a chair. My mother looked
severely nt M-s. Maxwell, and there
was a badly col .uled "I told you
bo" In the glanci." '
"My daughter's upstairs," remarked
Mrs. Maxwell klly.
"Oh, I suy, what's up?" I asked,
coming to the point
Perhaps your mother wllj explain,"
said Mrs. Maxwell.
I turned In my chair. "Well, mater?"
I said, encouragingly. My mother
didn't seem anxious to begin, "Any
objection?" I Inquired, holding up my
cigar case. "Mrs. Maxwell and the,
mater exchanged glunces, aud the form
er nodded to me.
I lit up.
"We don't seem to be getting on very
fast," I remarked, blowing out a cloud
of smoke.
"We have leen discussing you," snld
my hostess, and then I wished I hadn't
pressed tbeiu to tell me. though I had
half suspected It. ,
"You couldn't have a better subject,"
I said, trying to bo light.
"We are in earnest, Willie!" said my
mother, staring at me.
"1 aiHilogUe," I said, sitting up In
my chair.
Mrs. Maxwell coughed; again glances
passed between my mother and ber,
I begau to grow Isjred. "I'm waltlug,"
I remarked, flicking tbe ash from my
cigar eud.
"It Is something which concerns LU
Hull," began Mrs. Maxwell.
"Your daughter," I corrected, remem
bertng my snub.
"Your mother aud myself," she went
on. completely iguorlng me. "consider
by the authority which has widespread JurlsdUVon ap
propriately will devolve upon the central government,
while the states and municipalities will hold for them
selves whatever authority they need for tbe political
tasks that they best can perform. Leslie's Weekly.
CURIOSITY MAY
IniM.u, nt 1 WI .
the power of thi
Individual action is
perceptible nlanner.
of the natlonnl
CHURCH IS LIFE
it time that you should take some
definite action in "
I leaned back In my chir and laqgh-
el "Isn't it a little interfering?" I lu-
piired nt last.
"Interfering!" she burst out "I,
her mother! Lillian Is a young girl
how dnre you?"
1 nodded. "Oh. It's Lillian,. Is It?
Aud you, mater," I asked serenely,
"how do you come Into .this affair?"
"You are my son, Willie," answered
my mother, with the fir of one clinch
In an argument
"Yes." I agreed. "Well?"
"Well?" she repented, looking non
plussed, i
"Is that the reason?" I Inquired.
I didn't get any answer, so I smoked
o;i lu silence a little. "We don't seem
to le getting on," I remarked, "sure
ly one of you has something to say?"
They both began at once nt that and
I heiird nothing, so I got up.
"Will one of you please explain?" I
sa'd.
'T will explain." Bald Mrs. Maxwell,
with tho air of a Judge.
I took up my stand by the mantel
piece.
"Fray, continue," I said suavely.
"You are causing my daughter to be
ta'l.eC about," she began.
"Who by?" I demanded, Interrupting.
"A great many people, I fear," she
bus we red.
"Tell me how you kuow?" I asked.
"Mrs. Boyle for one," she replied.
"Oh!" I ejaculated, throwing my
cigar end away. "She'd talk about
anyone."
"And a great many other people,"
she continued.
"It seems a pity," I remarked.
"It Is a pity," she returned, with
emphasis. ,
"That they've nothing better to do,
I mean," I went on. A simultaneous
snort came from both of them.
"You don't apiear to understand the
'WB HAVE BEKN DISCUSSING YOU."
gravity of the affair." snld Mrs. Max
well ; "you know I'm fond of you
I bowed.
"But, to speak plainly, I won't have
my daughter's affections trifled "
"Who says I om?" I Interrupted
angrily.
"It certainly looks like It," she re
torted, quite unmoved. "Your name
has been coupled with several young
ladles In tbe past, now It Is with Lil
lian and I won't have it"
I seemed to have lost my advantage,
und I felt too old to be lectured.
"How dare people discuss my af
fairs?" I reflected aloud.
"If It were your affair ouly," she
replied. "I should not Interfere, but
unfortunately there Is my daughter's
reputation,"
Aud then I'm afraid I let a word
slip.
"There Is nothing to be gained by
tbe use of words llko that," admonish
ed my mother, sitting up very straight
lu her chair.
"I'm sorry," I apologized, "but It Is
annoying. Isn't It?"
I got no answer to that, and there
A
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BE VIRTUE. . .
By I ait Maclaren.
There are few thlugs tbe ordinary man re
sents more than the curiosity of his neighbor ;
few things he enjoys more than rapping a cu
rious person over the knuckles. The Anglo
Saxon demands a province of reserve In hi
life, and deeply resents the Intrusion of a
stranger. He is not prepared to tell his age to
every person or the amounts of his Income, or
the particulars of business arrangements, or
the affairs of his wife f.-.uiily, and he grows furious
when he finds any one coming over bis garden wall or
peeping through his windows. I
Yet curiosity may bo a valuable asset In the equip
ment of a professional man. Without It the parish
clergyman never will have an Intimate knowledge of the
affairs of his people. What he Is told he alinof-t certain
ly will forget, while a touch of curiosity will store up
every piece of information, and watch every passing In
cident, and catch bold of every suggestion In conversi
tlon. By and by the history of every one, old and youii!;,
will be in the mini's possession. Of course. If he be an
Ignoble man, then his knowledge will lie Intolerable, If
he be a sympathetic man it will be most valuable. In
the snme way a physician or a lawyer will be greatly
heied by a legitimate and regulated curiosity about his
fellow creatures. And It must be said that If curiosity
of one kind makes a man detestable, curiosity of an
other kind makes htm most popular.
OF NATION.
By Senator A. J. Beverldge.
hen any government ou earth
grounds its policy In an attack on re
ligion Itself, then It Is time for all
men wbo believe In the gospel to
speak .out in protest. The end of
such a movement Is to dethrone the
savior of the world as tho sovereign
of the spiritual and moral empire of
mankind. It affects all churches
equally.
I wonder If men who talk so bold-
a. J. eevkbidoe. ly of exterminating our faith under
stand what would happen If that faith were dethroned.
How long do you suppose the republic would last If all
the churches were turned Into fuctorles nnd all the
preachers and priests ministers of tbe same gospel
ccaw.1 forever their holy vocation?
How long would society Itself endure? Men have re
iH'lled against the Intolerance ot dogma; men should no
less reltel against the intolerance of politics. Men huve
resisted intolerance of the church, both Protestant and
Catholic; nvn should no less resist the Intolerance of
the state., whether republican or monarchical.
was n tleail silence, lint: for the nek inv
of tho clock. ;
"What's to Iks done?" I said.
"One thing," said Mrs. Maxwell,
"you must come here very seldom
perhaps it would be better that you'
should discontinue your visits here for1
awhile."
I suddenly realized bow I should
miss Lillian.
'Thank you," I answered, "I don't
think I'll tlo that."
She opened her eyes.
"You can hardly venture to " sho'
began. -
"I have another solution," I said.'
calmly.
"And what may it be?" Inquired
Mrs. Maxwell, looking at me with dis
approval. I was Just going to answer when I
heard a step on the staircase, and LU- ,
Han csme In.
She looked at our faces In dismay.
"Whut's happened?" she Inquired.,
"Bad news?"
"Yes," answered Mrs. Maxwell, sternly-
Bit by bit the gossip was repeated;
everything we hnd ever done looming
large In tho mists of exaggeration. Lil
lian loolu-d anxiously at me.
"I don't care whether these thing
are true or " began Mrs. Maxwell.
"Because you know they are cruel
lies." I put In.
She daren't deny It
"But," she continued, "only that your
conduct shouldn't give rise to such talk
again."
"What am I to do?" said Lillian,
locking genuinely perturbed.
"I suggest nay, I command that
you see no more of Mr. Newton for a
few mouths, then, perhaps, when thla
has blown over, we can receive b'.m
a;;alu, and the lesson "
"Will never he given," I Interrupted.
Lillian looked at me nnd there was
sorrow In her eyes. How I wished that
we had not .been such nceomplished
flirts, that all these mouths should
hav passed nud yet I could not say
whether she really cared for me or not.
But I had tuado up my mind.
"Mrs. Maxwell," I began, turning to
her, "I told you there was another
solution. There Is."
-uiionn me of it, please," sbe an
swered, and there was no trace of
softness In her voice.
"Only this nnd a very simple one,"
I went on, "that I love Lillian with all
my heart, and I pray that she may
try to think me hnlf worthy enough,
to be her husband."
The difference In her face was ludi
crous. "It's very simple," I answered, and
theu I went to Lillian's side. "Will
you marry me?" I said, quietly.
That evening we sat together lu tbe
gurdeu. "Bother gossips!" I ejaculated, for
about tbe hundredth time.
And then I saw she was smiling.
"Tell me," I begged.
At first sbe wouldn't, and even at
lust I couldn't see ber face.
'They did some good," she said soft-,
ly. "You are a flirt, you know."
"1 may have been once," I admitted,
"but you were, too."
"I know," sho confessed.
"Why have tbey done good, then?"
I Insisted.
"We made up our minds," she whis
pered. Ixwdon Opinion.
Our Idea of a real hero Is a man who
can look his wife straight In tbe eye
and tell her the truth, tbe whole truth,
and nothing but C-ie truth.