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About The North Platte semi-weekly tribune. (North Platte, Neb.) 1895-1922 | View Entire Issue (March 8, 1901)
EL 0 OR A tripplc on the wayside grass, 'JifMji l watch tnc people come nnd go; To many a fair abode they pass. Ladies n-d kninhts. a coodlr snow.. it But though my hps prefer no sound, No less from nil men I Inquire: 4,Oh, say, I pray you, have you found , The country of your heart's desire!" Some pass with pity for my lot, Some pass, nor heed, nnil others flint A glance of scorn that wounds mc not, Who in my heart am murmuring: 4,Ah, could you buy, or could I sol), How cold and gem, and hall and squire, You'd gladly give, like mc to dwell In the country of the hcart'o desire!" You travelers In lands afar, "With that world-hunger tn your eyes, On every sea your galleys arc, Your glances dare the darkest skies; Yet for some land unseen, unguesscd, Your eager spirits fnint and tire; I know the country of your quest The country of the heart's desire THE MAKING OP JONES. wStKtHJHtmKfmHIKJKfHtHvrtl PERHAPS Jones Accepted life lu too nerlous a spirit; per haps he wiih oversensitive and overmodesl; pcrhnps lie At tached iiu undue Importance to certain emotions which in the breast of ordi nary men nrts transitory, but ccrtnlu it is that Hie days of Ills early man hood were deeply tinged with blue; that he fell backward lu the light for place, and permitted bitterness to en ter his heart, Although it passed not Ills Hps; that he loved sincerely ami with a constancy utiwnverlng. Those who knew Jones In his early days found in him u source of merri ment. Poor chap! Every shaft of cheap village wit. found him vulnera ble, nnd when he struck back, which was not often, he did it with such gen tleness nnd Awkwardness that he ap peared qr.'.tc ridiculous. Ills love af fair with Mary Brown furnished Amusement for two summers nnd two winters. It was not much of n love Affair. Beyond the fact that he wns smitten by the girl's charms, which were many, both of mind nnd body, It wns not outwardly n love affair at all. There arc reasons for thinking that had the girl not sickened he would have naked her to marry him, nnd would have been refused. But the sickness enmo while tho words were yet un spoken, and one day he was missed. Ho had gone West, his moth er said vaguely to those who Inquired. She was nfrald he would never return. He wns n good boy, she added, her voice break ing slightly, but ho had never seemed nblo to get along with the people. He was not understood. She had hoped to see him nnd Mary Brown married, but he had spoken to the doctor about it, and the doctor hnd discouraged him. It was not right, the doctor said, for folks with consumption to marry. She was glad ho had not proposed to the girl; It would have nindo it so much more painful for the girl, poor dear! More than one young man left tho village that year to seek his fortune, as the saying Is. It was like other vil lages n place to bo boru lu and to be reared in; that Is all. It offered no encouragement to the ambitious. Oc casionally one of Its sons, battered nnd bruised by the outside world, came back, haltingly nnd tremblingly, to die; but few returned to live. Some of these young men went into the mar ket places, and some into the gold fields, some here nud some there, but two of them enlisted In the service of their country. And it came to pass, not strangely nt all, but naturally, that they met r.t an army post In tho Far West, and accosted each other fervently nnd with joyousncss. One of them bore the red cross on his hieove. and tho other touched it lightly .with his linger wheu tho long lmud Hhako wns over. "How did you come to get into it, Jones?" he asked. There wns the slightest of uninten tional emphasis upon the pronoun, and Jones's sensitive lips quivered for nn instant. "I don't really know," lie replied; "it just happened so. When I left home seven years ago I went to work iu a drug store nt Davenport. It was not a very good Job. Tho druggist laughed when I opniieil ov It. He paid ho wuuted a boy. Still, lie would father hnvo a big chap like me If I would bo satisfied with tho pay. I didn't promise to be satisfied, but I took the place. I wns tired of looking for worlc, nnd the little money I had was getting alarmingly less. That was the beginning. In two years, by hard study, I wns n registered phar macist, and getting fair wages, but I wasn't happy. I don't suppose I'll ever bo regularly "happy, although I've been nearer that way since I got into this than I ever wns before. I never know before whnt it was to have any one's face light tip with welcome when they saw mo coming. I never knew before what It was to have my fellow men cling to me nnd depend on me; It's sweet sweet!" ilo drew a Iouk breath, ns if inhal ing a pleasant fragrance, and there wns a tar away look In Ills eyes, akin to rapture. "I studied medicine after I received my degree In pharmacy," ho went on, suddenly recalling iiunseir. "i cov ercd tho course In two years, and got my permit to practlco; but somehow tho same old reasou, I suppose no one seemed to care whether I prac ticed or not. For a few mouths 1 drifted around looking for n location Of course I didn't find it. Young doc tors hnvo to push In these dnys, and I couldn't mish. I Avnnted to settle down, but I wouldn't settle In ony place where the people weren't glad to eco me. FInnlly chnnco took mo in hand. I saw a placard at tho door of a recrultlDB oftlce. aud I wout In. It ADO. A sudden terror veils you round; You lovers, even iu vmi creel! So close, so dear, your lives aro hound, Your spirits have no room to meet. Have pcacol There is a deeper faith, And there is a diviner fire, A love more strong than time or death, In the country of the heart's desire. And friends pass by with '"wal mien, They arc together lonely yctl A subtle barrier between, A longing, nnd a dim regret. But they are wholly satisfied. And they have done with doubt nnd ire, With grief nnd parting, who abide In the' country of thohcart's dcaitc. My country is a dream, you say? Nny, yours arc dreams, and they shall cense, And yours nrc visions, day by day Wherein you strive to find your peace! But fair, and fadeless, and supreme, The home to which nil souls nspirc. The only land that is no dream The country of the heart's desire. May Kendall, in Longman's Magaiine. was a matter of sheer Impulse. There were vncnncles in the medical corps. My credentials were good. I enlisted." "I ami glad you uro hero, Jones," snld the other, and he looked nt the tall. Hunbrowncd surgeou ndmlrlngly. This was not the Jones of seven years ago. Tho old Jones hnd shown few qualities to Inspire respect, nnd this wns a man who had proved himself worthy of many things. Ho wns uot to bo laughed at now. "I am glnd to have seen you," snld Jones, "but I leave here to-night, while you" lie glanced significantly at tho low buildings about the parade ground "will probably remain for some time. I am off on speclnl duty. I may return hero and I mny not. It makes little difference, anyway. Sluco mother died I have nothing to " He turned away his head, and his shoulders shook. His mother had died In the first month of his absence. Ho had not learned of her death until his letter, written nfter securing work In the drug store, had been returned to hliu with tho word "deceased" writ ten appropriately iu blue across its face. Presently he recovered himself. "I may as well tell you where I nm going," he snld. "Possibly some of my old friends will Inquire for me. You can tell them, If you wish, that thero was n post lu the South stricken by yellow fever, nnd that I went there to do whnt I could at my own re quest. I would rather do It than not. They will bo so glad to see me, you know those poor chops from whom tho others hnvo run awny. Ah, it is worth while to have some one glad to sec you! You can't imagine what it means to a fellow like me, who wns missed somehow when tho qualities of personal charm wcro distributed. It Is so glorious when one's motives nrc understood nnd appreciated." "I suppose It Is," said tho other. Ho was thinking of the time when this man was tho butt of the village fun, and he was conscious of a feeling of shame for the part he had taken iu the cruelty. "Jones," said he, extend ing his hand suddenly, "forgive me." "Forgive you!" Jones wns quite as tonished. "Yes, for for not knowing you. You j arc worth In the sight of heaven more than all the rest of us put together." "Bosh!" said Jones. But his lips quivered again, and the clasp of his' hand wns exceedingly warm. "It is good of you to sny so. It is very gratl-fylug- to inc to have one of my old frleuds sny that, even If It Is not true. I am no more worthy thnu I was soveu years ago." It was not reproof, and yet It was. The other hung his head. "Don't let us talk of It, Jones," he said; "don't let us speak of those times." "Very well," said Jones. And then, with a ouggcsllon of hunger iu his eyes lie oald good-bye. Six months later the two men met agalu. Joneo bore the nppenrauco of one to whom physical rest has been long unknown, but there wns a spar klo in his eyes that the other hnd never before seen there, nnd he car ried his chin high, ns one who is sat isfied with himself. He greeted the other with something like effusiveness, nnd the other wondered nud said so frankly, whether lie was In tho habit Of assuming n new character twice each year. "God is very good," said Jones, In explanation of tho lightness of his heart. "Those people down there were more glad to sec mc than I had ex pected. They actually showered mo with blessings regularly honest bless lngs, that entered Into my life and lifted mc up. I shall never look upon yellow fever with horror again. I don't kuow when I hnvo enjoyed my self as I have during tho last six months. There would be little to dread little of HoVroU' In tho world were it uot for human Ignorauce. Pos slbly it Is better so. Man would bo a wild, dangerous sort of aulmnl If his spirit were uot subdued with occn slonal hot Irons. The keenest delight known to us Is that which conies with calamity unrealized. Yes, yes, It Is well that we are Ignorant." "You ore n philosopher, Jones." "Don't call an old friend names," said Jones, gravely. "Ono day down there word came from out lu the conn try that n family n whole family was down with tho fever. There was no one to give them care. Tho nios senger, n negro boy, asked If we could uot send some one to them, nud It just happened that I was so situated that I could go. 11 was too good an oppor tunity to lose. I knew they would be glad to ace mo. It was worth the long rldo under the broiling sun nnd through tho choking dust to meet an onesl, heartfelt, fervent welcomo from some of one's fellow creatures, It wns worth the wlille nud more.' lie repented tho words slowly, mois tening his Hps the wlille, nn one does when the memory of something pleas ant lingers. "It wns well that I got there when I did. There were three In the family n man, n woman and a daughter a family that had come from tho Norrft for the sake of the mother's health. Their small plantation wns practically Isolated, nud they hnd not f on ted the fever. They were quite unpropnred for It. It Is not necessary for mc to tell you of the struggle we had; it is suffici ent to say that they all lived. Aud one afternoon, when they wcro convales cent nud I was able to remit tho care, which until that time had been con stant, I seated myself In a rocking cltnlr, with the family photograph al bum upon my lap. I did not remain seated long, for among the first por traits In the book was that of n girl n girl who looked like one I had known we had known at home. I rose to my feet excitedly nnd carried the book to the woman, pointing with n finger that shook disgracefully to the portrait. " 'Who Is It?' I asked. " '.My brother's daughter,' she said. " 'And her unmo Is ' " 'Mnry Brown.' "My legs went out from under mo tlreu, nnd tuy head buzzed. I was tired out, I suppose. I collapsed Into n chair, aud the woman, In her weak ness not noticing, went on talking as some women do. " 'My mnlden name was Brown,' she sold. 'I haven't coon my brother's folks for ten yenrs or more, but wo have never ceased to correspond. Poor Mnry was sick n while ngo. Tho doc tors called It galloping consumption. But It wasn't. If it had she'd hnvo died. Tho doctors don't always know, begging your pardon, sir. 'Twas something else, like a decline, n kind of pining nway, that was n mystery. Her mother thinks now 'twns love for n young fellow one of the harum scarum sort that lived In the village once. She thluks so because the girl got Into n way after a while of talking In her sleep repeating over and over the fellow's name, which was Jones. It seems that Jones wan her whole life, and yet after he'd flirted with her for a time he went nwny, nud has never been hoard of since. He must have been a heartless scamp. Poor Blrir " 'And she isn't mnrrlcd yet?' I nsked. My throat was so dry that I had to exert all my strength to make my voice nudlble. " 'No.' '"And you think Hint, bad as he is and shameful as was his treatment of her, she'd bo glad to see Jones?' "There's no doubt of It, poor girl.' I left the room then. I couldn't stnnd it nny longer. I went nnd throw myself upon tho ground, n"hd sobbed nud laughed and kicked up my heels like ono gone daft. She had spoken my name in her sleep! She wanted me! . She .would bo glad to see mo! "Tho qunrantiue was raised four weeks later, and I went Nortli. It wns all true. She was glad to, see me. She reproached mo for going awny from her, and I wns sorry clear down to my feet. But nfter nil nnd there Is comfort In It, ns I told her I'm more worth marrying now than I was then." "You are going to remain In tho service?" Inquired the other. "No, I'm going homo to settle down at last home homo!" There wua ft rapt expression upon his worn face, and he raised his eyes reverently to tho sky. "Home," he repented softly, "homo home!" New York Trlbuue. Under Hlielllng. Tho writer's first taste of fire was an uncxpectiug shelling of the camp when dlnnere were being prcpnred, nnd all mon were in a penceful frame of mind Inseparable from the fragrant smell of cooklug meat. A high whistle, like nn cscapo of gas In ttio nlr, a heavy thud upon tho ground between two rows of tents, an appalling crash and a leap Into the air of clods of earth, aud a whirring nnd groaning of frag ments of Jagged Iron these were signs amid which tho faint boom of the gun responsible for them was almost un noticed. Another and another, while men still gaped nt tho first the camp was under lire sure enough. How very Hue the pictures was the bursting of the forty-pound shells! All hands were ordered to seek shel ter under the leo of a bit of rising ground in front; how were ull hands taking it, considering that they were men who had only landed from the transport three days boforo? Appar ently they wero not "tnklng it" at all, in tho sense of being affected by it. I havo seen soldiers make mora fuss over the upsetting of n perambulator than they did over the shouting of those grim lpcsjsengerB from tho far off kopje. Some slept, others lay grumbling nt tho spoiled dinner, a few took n mild Interest lu the destina tion of tlic shells, and laughed a little when they fell and burst In n totally different spot to what they had ex pected, and laughed a good deal when they fell nnd did not burst nt ull. Blackwood's. Moving lMuturos of tho Stomach, Drs. Lnngo and Mclzlng, says the Photographic Times, succeeded In taking photographs of tho mucous membrane of the stomach In tho living subject. A stomach tubo Is Introduced having at the lower end an electric lamp and at tho upper end a cniuera Tho Htomnch Is first emptied nud washed aud then distended with nlr Then fifty pictures cun bo tnken In rapid succession iu from ten to fifteen minutes. By turning tho apparatus on Its own axis all parts of tho mucous mcmbrnno can bo pictured. Tho photographs aro about the size of a cheiry stone, but, of course, they can be enlarged. In Pennsylvania a mnrrlcd woman's property cannot be seized to pay her husband's debts. Long Island farmers moving for the regulation of Automobile speed do not propose to have their cornfields scared out of a year's growth. Wllhelmlna of Holland can now bo ns original ns she likes. Among fif teen kings, six emperors nnd twenty two presidents she remains the only ruling queen In the world. Professor Pupln believes that com munication with Europe will be ns nudlble and as certain ns it is now between points fifty miles apart. If all these expectations arc realized by his Invention we mny expect that it will lie In use within two years. A tax ou cats Is the latest scheme of tho French sportsmen, who have pre sented to the Chnmber of Deputies n petition calling for such nn Impost. Tho tnx, they sny, would diminish the number of undoslrnblo cats which play havoc with small birds and game. John Flslce, the historian, warmly approves the proposition to celebrate In 1007 the three hundredth annivers ary of the landing at Jamestown, Va. "Of all dates in the history of the New World," lie writes, "there Ih none which more Imperatively calls for com memoration." To Bhow how the rural mnll delivery promotes rending of newspapers, one of the carriers in North Carolina states that when he first began the service on ids route, last August, only one farm er took a dally newspaper, nnd only a dozen took weeklies, while now for ty take dallies and mow than 100 take weeklies. Less valuable than tho trade with India, with Australia or with South Africa Is England's trade with Canada. It is not dltMcult to believe that If the English were nssurred of the kin ship support of Canada In the event of a world crisis menacing the power of Britain they would consent to Cnna dlnn Independence without n protest, asserts the St. Louis Republic. The news, that Norway is rapidly losing Its Inhabitants to tho United Stntes Is true. When tested stntlstl cully the story sIiowb that If Ger many were sending Its Bubjccts to tho United States lu proportion they would number 400,000 annually. Norway has uot a large population, aud the 10,600 of its Inhabitants who left there Inst year created an Immedinte deficit in the census returns for Chrlstlaula. Mr. Andrew Carnegie has given over $10,000,000 to free libraries, nnd Is still living, nis example may bo com mended ns a safe one for benevolent millionaires to follow. Gifts to col leges and universities are good when the donor can resist the temptation to dictate the Instruction, but In libraries that temptation Is nbscnt. Every rend er can find what instruction lie needs, ns Mr. Carnegie did himself. The li brary is n people's university, dedicat ed to liberty, observes tho New York Journal. So fatal havo the endless nud most exhausting duties of the office of Gov ernor of Indiana proved during the past ten years that not a former Gov ernor of the State Is now nllvc. Iu this time four men have been called to discharge tho duties of the office, aud three of them wero comparatively young, were in robust health when they succeeded to the office nnd gavo evidence of fnlling health before the close of their term. Tho people do mnnd too much of their Governors aside from tho executive work pcrtulu Ing to the office. Nearly every farmer's wife aud oth or good housekeepcri know that when n potuto has turned green by exposure to the sun aud wind It Is neither pleas ant nor wholesome for food, aud, in fnct, it Is very poisonous. Fortunately tho taste Is such that no one lu like ly to eat enough to get a fatal dose This Is due to the presence of sola nln, an active vegetable poison, which probably exists lu ull potatoes, but more abundant lu tho white sorts than the red, It Is claimed. In somo German experiments, It was found that old potatoes contain moro solanlu than those freshly dug, perhaps three times ns much, nnd If they havo sprouted five times us much, and with very much more lu tho sprouts. If peeled before boiling the water extracts much of the poisonous solanlu, but this Is not tho caso If boiled with the skin, Fo tatoes when sprouted should not be given to animals, It is stated, us tho boiling does not remove tho poison. If fed with them animals become lnme in tho knees or other joints and some times they die. IMMUNE TO SNAKE POISON A Dog AVIio Hunt nnil Fights Itnttlcri Willi Impunity. Dog fanciers nnd those who' have lived In tho country with n dog for their friend know that many of the canines of pure or mixed breed hnvo a nntlvo antipathy to reptiles and will attack n snnko nt every opportunity. Other dogs are mortally nfrald of snakes, and will flee from them In tor- or. Few persons, however, know th.. dog can bo Immune against the pois on of n snake. That this is true Is the observation of Mr. John W. M. Klger, Secretary to tho locnl Board of Health, who pent some lime last summer In Wop pocomn. W. Va. At that place ho fel! iu with n dog a email common cur, with long shaggy hair. Tho dog Is n born fighter, obstinate and pugnacious. Ho has been bitten so often bj cop perheads nud rattlesnakes that ho Is Immune from their poison, which is deadly to many dog?. This particular dog Is the friend of f-portsmen who visit the locality, and he gayly JoIuh them on their excur sions. Ills method of fighting n snake Is simple. The sight, smell or rattle of a snake puts him on the aggressive. His sharp, bright eyes follow the rep- tile's movements nnd he circles nlin bly around for n chanco to nab his prey. When he sees an opening, iheiv s n sudden spring, n quick snnptng of his sharp teeth, aud a Rharp, strong erk lifts the snake from the ground nnd prevents Its striking. Soon the buttle is over nnd the snake is dend. A short yelp of triumph announces the victory, and the dog Is off for another battle If It should come his way. Occasionally the dog nuHcnloii lates his lenp upon the snake and It eludes him. Then before he can get away lie Is bitten. A yelp of pain oh- apes him when struck by tho rattler, but he docs not give up until the snake dead. Few escape him. After the battle he licks his wound nnd no 111 effect results from It. Cincinnati En quirer. "How Soon We Aro l'or;ot." A writer lu n Washington newspa per, lu n column devoted to Instructive nnd cntcrtniulng chat about tho capl to), expresses surprise because Iu the basement of tho building nrc portraits of "worthy old gentlemen" forgotten by "nluc-tenths'.' of the visitors to thr building, who wonders somewhut why Hlclmrd Montgomery, Thomas Mllllln, Churles Thomson, nnd Francis Hop kiusou should find a place In tho mem ory of the painter ami on tho wall of the Senate basement. The writer hnd looked lu Flske's "History of the Uni ted States" aud could uot find cither Thomson or Hopklnson. When ho goes to Quebec ho may find the mark to In dicate where Montgomery fell while trying to enpturu tho citadel and the house In which he died. At St. PuuPr Church, Now York, ho can llud his tomb. Mllllln ho can find as the Pres ident of the Congress that received Washington's resignation and Thom son ho will discover to have been re garded as one of the brightest men of tho Revolutionary time; while ho has but to look at the original Declara tion of Independence to see "Frns." Ilopklusou's name, one of the best knowu of ull signers because of the brilliancy and variety of ids accom plishments. New York Times. Tailing AVIo l'rccnutlous. "On my right arm, please," said the sweet young thing. Tho physician who was arranging tho vaccine points looked surprised. Tho mother, who was supervising the proceeding, seemed eveu more uatou- -ished. "You mean your left arm, Clara," oho asserted. "No, I don't; I menu my right arm," answered tho willful girl. "But It will annoy you much leso on your left arm," Insisted tho mother. The girl blushed but shook her licnd, "You don't understand," sho said. "I confess I don't," admitted the mother. "Very likely that Is because you wcro not vaccinated at a tlmo when you were engaged to bo married," sug gested the girl. "Harold has been vaccluated on his left arm, go I er as a mere mutter of convenience, don't you see, when you consider tho Juxta position iu some circumstances " Hero tho mother nnd tho physician mado a mental diagram of the custom ury situation when two hearts aro beating as one and quickly snw that the girl was exceptionally thoughtful pud far-sighted. Chicago Post. Unlquo Cycling I'orfonnnncc. Edward Hale, tho well-known Eug Hsli cyclist, has recently completed a unique eycllug performance, viz.: tho riding of 100 miles per day for n yeur, Sundays excepted, upon n chalulesH cycle. Tho distance ho has covered Is 112,470 miles upon the high roads In all parts of the country. Hale was as sound In health after hu hud completed his performance us hu was when he first set out, the only difference being a decrease of seven pounds In his weight nud n slight enlargement of thu heart, which is generally the resultant effect of n courso of violent gymiins tics. Tho cyclo bus stood tho trial well. Tho nevel gear ha.i given no trouble whatever, and lias stood thoroughly the repair to the cyclo only compris ing renewals of the bearings and the tires. Scientific American. Tho Lottery of Miiri hiut. An Atchison girl boasted r. few years ago that two men wero so nnxloua to miiivy her that sho drew straws to oco which sho would take. IS'jo drew tho vrcng otrav. Atchloon Globe. TLo B.nMleH"; mall over t'.ioputched was one recently made up for Dilution Ayres, tho official entry of which wus: Letters, 1; newspapers, nil." THE APPLE.BARREL It stood in the cellar low and dim, Where the cobwebs swept nnd swayed, . Holding the store from bough nnd limb At the feet of nulumn' laid. And oft, when the dan were short nnd drear And the nortli wind shrieked nud ronrcd. We children sought in the corner, here, I juiu urcw on mc looinsomo noaru. t i For thus through the long, long winter time It answered our everv cnll With wine of the Hummer's golden prima Sealed hv the hand of fall. Tho .h,C8t-Uirrc wns of the earth nnd air, Of rmn'nnd sun nnd breeze, J ' Changed to a pippin sweet nnd rnrc uy tho nrt oi the inittuui trees. A wonderful barrel was this, had W3 Its message but rightly heard, Filled with the tales of wind nnd bee, Of cricket nnd moth nnd bird; Itifn with the bliss of the fragrant June When skirs were soft nnd blue; Thronged with the dreams of n harvest moon O'cr'fields drenched deep with dew. Oh homely barrel, I'd fain essay our mnrvcllous ckill nqnin; Take me hack to the past, I pray, An willingly now ns then; Back to the tender morns nnd eve, Tim nnnntiitrn wnrm nnil .till The fleecy c'omN nnd tho spangled leaves Of tlio orchard over the hill. Edwin L. Sabin. in the "New" Liitnincott. PITH AND POINT. Ella-"Isn't that a beautiful sky?" Stella "Yc. What n lovely color for a shirt waist." Harper's Bazar. Papa, Is an authoress always n mar ried woman?" "That ucpends, my son, on whether she enn enrn enough to support two.'' Life. "Will nothing Induce you to chnngo your mind nnd n.arry?" he indeed. "An other man might," she replied. Phila delphia North American. Madge "You'd better not trust that girl with n book.. She never returns - one." Marjorie "iJut mic won t Keep thls-lt'H a dlary."-Snnrt Set. Tho lovesick poet seeks in vnin For words that will rhyme hnndy; But his best girl would, no doubt, Prefer n box of candy. Chicago Ncwe. Little Tommy's sister had been III, and when he saw her he exclaimed: 'You look as though you had swal lowed a skeleton too big for you." Life. She "Of course, every woinon liken to be llattered." He (with n meaning look) "But there nrc women whom It Is Impossible to Hatter." Boston Transcript. ' "Oh, well, you prude, I don't enro for your kisses." "Sour grapes." "ion needn't send me any over the tele phone, either." "Sour currents." Cleveland Plain Dealer. "The wlrelcps telegraphy reminds mo of a groundless quarrel." "What pos slide connection Is there between tho two?" "It's practically having words over nothing." Philadelphia Times. , "I daro you just to kiss me!" I Exclaimed the pert young mto. "I never take a dare," he uaid, , "And no I'll take the Mn." 1 -Philadelphia Kccord. I Burglar (sternly) "Where's ycr hus band?" Woman (trembling) "Under the bed." Burglar "Then I won't tako nothing. It's bad cnoi gh to have such a husband, without being robbed, loo." -Tlt-Blts. Mrs. Newlywcd "I had horrid luck with my cake." Mrs. Blntharc "Too bnd-dld It fall?" Mrs. Newlywcd "Yes. I placed It on tho window-ledge. to cool, and my husband, either by no cltlcnt or design, pinhcd It off." Cleveland State Journnl. Yon don't seem as fond of poetry ns you used to tie," reniaiKcu uio waste basket. "No," replied the ofilco goat; "Pin suspicious of It. I picked up a poem yesterday that looked very sweet at first sight, but It turned out to be n bit of satire. I never tasted anything so bltter."-PhlladclphIa Kcc ord. ... A Itockefcllor Itlcu of Success. To just how many millions John D. Rockefeller, Jr., will be heir It would not bo easy to state with exactness. It Is sure that tho youug mau ho la twenty-live years old bus every temp tation, wcro he so inclined, to preparo himself for n straightaway courso In fast automobiles, fast company and rapid living generally. Instend he has taken to sober paths, and wo find him assuring the members of the mildews' Club that the things most worth wlille are not tho search for wealth or ex travagant Joys, but these four: Char acter, friendship, health and success. And success, youug Mr. Itockefcllor says, "is to do tho common duty of ench day uncommonly well." Tho epigrammatic wisdom of that single seutenco Is wortthy of nn old er head. With all Its brevity It differ, entlatcs tho characters, accomplish ments and careers o( men ns they have been since the beginning of time nnd ns they arc unfolding to-day the world over. Mr. Hockefeller's saying Ih bet ter than Disraeli's. "The secret of success Is constancy to purpose," be cause It expresses more than n suc cess which might bo merely personal. To "do the common duty uncommonly well" Is to sepnrate yourself from the multitude to excel. New York World. DrcMHcM For Congo llttllnt. According to tho Svenska Daghlnd, of Stockholm, the postal authorities at Brunswick have lately noticed Hint the mnll bagH dispatched to tho Congo wero not being duly returned, nnd after n lot of trouble they havo dis covered tho reason. It r.ppenrs that tho colored postmen In the Congo Kreo fStr.to make presento of the mall bngo to their wlvea or fiancees. These la dies Blmply cut out tho bottom, nud b:, drnvlug vhat la ltft over their heads, nnd, vslth the asulsttincc of t; piece o;' fitruiK, they navo nn u'.tni-mcOeri: letidy-mndo coatuuio. The tV.ct that iho sackn art furnlehcd with an cnonnoasi black seal bearing tho Iecnd, "Brus sels Centre," does not disconcert them lu the least.