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'TwanlunRiiKo.when
ho wns "Jack,
And he, of course,
Wim Dolly."
Saint Vulontlnt ln-
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rhyme
He put wltliln the
laltar.
And oven htlpeil Mm "' fJtt'r
Two hourlH bound with , a fitur.
'TIr. rose la red. the violet Ww.
Siiffiir In hvmI, and bo are ou.
And Jack's prph -t l0 mmnmn,
When lie wns Just eleven,
The mime rhyme for n vnltiuine,
Hh belnK ntel seven.
Tli envelope wan tinted pink,
And up within one corner.
Willi bov and arrows, wings and nil,
Hut Cupid, little ncorner.
"The rose Is red, the vlolot'if blue,
fliiKtir lo sweet, and bo aro you."
And Mauler .lack shot out last nlRht
Ah swift as any rocket,
I!ut not before I caurjht a Kllmpso
Of HomcthlnK In his pocket.
It wan a letter blows the boy!
And I knew In a rrlnutc,
The next day was Saint Valentino's.
And no, Just what wns In It.
"The rose Is red, the vlolot' blue.
Sugar in iiwt'f t. and to aro you."
Hleanor A. Hunter, In Golden Days.
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the end of llic envelope containing tin
ulcntljie. "He Mild I'd lienr from lilm
again. If I felt sure It came from him,
I'd fcend II back. I don't want lilm nor
his vtilrullne, eltlier."
Tim vnlriitlne tliat -Miss Hetty drew
from t In envelope was not made of
paper Inee nnd tinsel nnd embossed
doves and flowers. It wns instead a
sqtiurly-foldt'd sheet of blue lined nolo
paper, on which wns written in nn evi
dently disguised hand:
"Tills nlKht nt elBht,
Kor to know his fate,
Your valontlno will wait
At your front sate.
If from your east window
A llKht doth Mhlno,
He will enter In
To claim his valentine.
If nil In dark
He will jjo nway,
Lenvlng forever unsnld
What he wonlH tony.
O, bo not cruel nor unkind,
Hut let a llKht shine.
Tc'nr vnnr valentine."
The Hush in Hetty Drydcn's cheeks
deepened as i-be let the hit of paper
fall to her lap.
"Such nonsense! I'd probnhly never
henr the end of it If I was goose enough
to really set n light In my eust win
dow. Hut I'm not going to. Seems to
me I've seen writing Hlc Hint be
fore." She held the sheet of pnper out and
looked at it quizzically, with her head
twisted a little on one side.
"It doesn't seem possible that nny
man in his right mind would do nny
thlng so silly as to make up a jingle like
that and send it to n woman, even if
he meant it. I just wonder who did
write Hint?"
When a woman's curiosity Is fully
aroused, nothing but the facts in the
ease will satisfy her, and iMiss Hetty
was annoyed to find herself growing
more nnd more curious regarding the
Identity of the sender of the valen
tine. "Il'd be serving him right If T set a
light in my window to lure him on,
ters arc just alike in both of thcnl, al
though you have tried to disguise your
writing In your preciniifc jingling po
etry. I've found you out, you great
goose, you I"
Fared Lawson was proprietor of the.
only news or periodical stand in the
town. He was u short, slightly portly
man, rather bald, with n smooth, plump
and kindlv face. Ills blue eyes betok
ened honesty and sincerity, and he had
almost womanly gentleness of spirit
nnd manner. His I.' years had been full
of deeds ot kindness and the old ladies
of Hebron were r.eier tired of telling
of how "awfully good" he had always
been to his mother, who had been a
feeble, fretful, exacting and complain
ing old body for years before her death.
Jt was held to be true that .hired had
not married because he "couldn't leave
nint her." and because he very well
knew that no woman could live hap
pily wilh her.
The old lady had now been dead six
months and .Fared was living alone in
the four rooms his mother and he had
for years occupied above his store. It
was a lonely nnd unsatisfactory life for
a man of Jared's home-loving and
strongly domestic instincts to lead.
"I'nnr .Tfired!" snld !Miss Het-tv. ns
'she read the jingling rhyme for the
fourth time.' "He must be dreadful
lonesome since his mother died. Ic's
a good man, .Fared Is. Any man who
will be as good as he wns to that fretful,
trying old mother of his for 25 years
is n mighty good man. I was there n
lot during the old lady's last illness and
it wns wonderful how gentle and pa
tient he was. And' so he wants me for
his valentine, does he? Jle certainly
wmild be more comfortable here than
1 In those four little rooms he's been
batching in over his store. And I
well, L'll own up that I feel kind o'
lonely myself sometimes, and I I
always liked Jared."
She sat for u long time with her
Our Increased Trnile vrltli Clilnn.
England can no longer compete with us in
the shipment of many products to China.
Our trade with the Chinese has increased al
most forty per cent, within the lastycar.
This is merely natural. The best wins m
everything. For a like reason, Hosteller b
Stomach Hitters, the best remedy in the
country, has for fifty years acknowledged no
superior lo cure constipation, indigestion,
dyspepsia and biliousness.
A Side Show.
The gentlemen engaged in spreading, a
knowledge of the Pan-American exposition
:.. ll..(rT :.. !. .... lnnl linvn rwirtnlnli? a
111 WMI1U1U ill lilt-- ,lill iw ....... - j :-
suflicient idea of its importance. 1 hey speak
of the cataract of Niagara falls ns an'acccs-
lory attraction."-
Western Electrician.
From Jlnliy 1" the IHkIi Olinlr
to grandma in the rocker Grain-0 is good for
the whole family. It is the long-desired sub
stitute for collcc. Never upsets the nerves
or injures the digestion. Made from pure
grains it is a food in itself. Has the taste
nnd appearance of the best coffee at i the
price. It is a genuine nnd scientific article
and is come to stay. It makes for health
and strength, -tisic your grocer iui uium-w.
I'lirnilo.vlcnl.
"Bridget," said the mistress to her sick
icrvant, "would you take a little medicine?"
"Faith, ma'am," snid she, "J'd tauc any
thing to make me well, nven if I knew
twould kill me." Philadelphia Itccord.
The Host Prescription for Chills
and rover is nbottlo or Guovn's Tastklkss
CniM.Tosir. His simply iron and niunliiein
a tasteless form. Nocuro-uopay. rricc.&Oc.
Business Acumen.
Old Ilardcash I've decided to take young
Shnrploigh into business with mo ns soon
as he and my daughter get hack from their
honeymoon. ,.,.,. , .
Uullion Bonds Hut I thought you saw no
good in the fellow?
"I didn't nt first, hut I've changed my
mind. I told him he. couldn't havq my
daughter till he had at least 1,000 in the
bank. He got me to put it in writing, and
then went out and borrowed the 1.000 on
the strength of becoming my son-in-law.
Such business ability as that mustn't be al
lowed to go to waste." Tit-Bits.
Unite. Spelt, llrnmus.
Most rcmnrkable trio. Will make a fel
low rich despite himself if he plants a
plenty. Salzer's catalog tells. Send 10c. and
this notice for samples of above and lug cat
alog. John A. Salzcr Seed Co., La Crosse,
Wis. Lk
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The goodness of our intentions never ex
cuses the badness of our actions. Chicago
Daily News.
To Cure u Cold In One liny
Take Laxative Bromo Quinine Tablets. All
druggists refund money if it fails to cure. 525c.
1
Nobody is expected to rcc through a joke
until after it is cracked. Golden Hays.
I have found Plso's Cure for Consumption
an unfailing medicine R H. Lotz, 1305
Scott St., Covington, Ky., Oct. 1, 18U4.
The promises of a lover are as unreliable
as those of a politician. Atchison Globe.
jI-3 Joey Joyce
line hurrying up
path of gravel
cinders lend-
TLc) ing from the gate
to Miss Drydcn's front door. Miss Jlet
ly had seen him come in at the gate
and she had opened the door before he
had reached It.
"Well, my faithful little mail car
rier," she said, "you have a letter for
me, haven't you?"
Joey's smile developed into an actual
jrin, as he said:
"No'm, it ain't no letter. It's some
thing better than a letter."
He had been tugging nway at his
reefer with his mittencd hands as he
Bpohc, and he now brought out n large,
square, elaborately embossed envelope,
addressed In an apparently disguised
hand to Miss Hetty Drydcn.
"There I" said Joey, triumphantly, as
lie held out the envelope; "who do you
reckon sent ft?"
"Some one with little to do," said
Miss Hetty, rather severely. She was
fur from being acrid or severe in her
speech, but she felt rather annoyed ns
she looked at the missive in her hand.
-Some one, she thought, wns taking lib
erties with her, or, perhaps, holding
her up to ridicule, and, kind and gentle
as she was, she had spirit enough to
resent either oiTcnse.
"Why don't you open it?" asked Joey.
"Oh, I will presently," she said.
She got Joey a seed cake and he went
on his way, disappointed and a little re
bellious because Miss Hetty had not
opened the envelope containing the val
entine in his presence.
Hetty sat down by her work table and
took a. pair of small, shining scissors
from her workbaskct. i he frown had
come back to her face, which still had
a youthful look, although she would
be 30 her next birthday. There were
but few strands of gray in the bhiulug
brown hair lying in natural waves over
her white temples. She had not yet
"come to glasses," and the little excite
ment of receiving the valentine had
filled her brown eyes with a sparkle
and brightness and brought a (lush
to her cheeks that made Miss Hetty
a very pretty woman at that moment.
Indeed there were those In the village
who declared that Hetty Dry den was
n "mighty good-lookln' woman" at any
lime. It was her choice that hhe was
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spinster, living aioiie in uer ;une
white and green house at the end of
the long village street. Had she been
flven to such vulgar boasting she
uoulil have told her friends that she
had had "plenty of chances." Indeed, it
would have taken all of the lingers and
even the thumb of her plump right
baud for Hetty Dryden to have "count
ed up" the offers she had had right
there In Hebron during the past 20
years. Afore than one elderly widower
had gone disconsolately from her gate
during even the last live years, cna
rrlned and rebellious because Miss Het
ty firmly, but kindly, declined to
change her name.
The last rejected suitor had been
Hiram Dyer, a widower of but eight
mouths and the possessor of eight "aw
ful" children who had undoubtedly
been largely Instrumental In worrying
nnd wearying their poor mother into
her grave.
"Mcbbe this is from Hiram Dyer,"
Hetty- Dryden said, as she snipped oil
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"I'VE SEEN THAT WIUTING HKFOIIE."
nnd then dash a dipper of cold water
over him when he came to the door,"
she 'said, with unwonted i-.everity. "I
just ought to now that writing does
look kind o' familiar, even H it is wrote
back-handed with a view to conceal
ing it."
She had slipped the slieet ,01 paper
into n drawer of her work-table, and
now she took it out and looked at it
again.
"I've seen that writing before." she
said positively. "Now I'm just going to
set here an' look at it until I've stud-
led it out where I've seen It."
She nut aside her sewing and sat
very still gazing at the sheet of paper
spread out in her lap. Having once
formed a resolution, Hetty Dryden
clung to it tenaciously, even though it
wns of trilling importance. For fully
ten minutes she sat looking nt the writ
ing in different lights. Then a sug
gestion of a smile came into her face,
and her eyes twinkied merrily. She
laid the letter on her table and walked
across the exquisitely neat little room
to an old-fashiuiud mahogany book
can'. Opening the glass door of the
hook-cas-i', Mlbs Hetty stepped upon a
hassock and took down a small vol
ume of Byron's poems bound In green
and gold. Opening the book, she read
on the yellow-tinted Jly-leaf:
"To Mbs Hetty Dryden, with many
good wishes for a merry Christmas and
u lumpy New Year, from her friend
and well wisher, Jared H. Lawson."
The writing was eight years old, and
Hetty had not looked at It for at least
half that time, but the moment her
eyes rested on it she said with convic
tion: "it is tin' nunc."
Taking the book over to her work
tablo and sitting down again, she laid
the sheet of note paper down by tho
ly leaf on which the inscription wns
written.
"Yes, sir; Jared Lawson," bhq said,
"you wrote them both. The capital let-
hands crossed in her lap nnd a sweetly
serious, almost wistful expression ou
her face.
At five minutes before eight n short,
rather stout man was standing at Miss
Hetty's gate looking toward the win
dow in her east room. There was no
light in the window.
"I'm an old fool to think a woman
like her would set a light In her win
dow for any man, us a hint for him to
come In and propose to her," f-aid the
man to himself. "I wish I'd signed my
name to my fool rliyine, or tliat l had
the courage to go in. If there isn't a
light in that window by eight o'clock
I'll go iij and own up that 1 sent her
that valentine. A man that hasn't the
courage to ask a woman to marry him,
don't deserve her and glory halleloo-
yer
i"
A bright ray of light came stream
ing across the snow from the window
of the enst room. .Tared Lawson tugged
at the gate, which did not open readily,
find finally he climbed over the low
fence and ran toward the door calling
out like a happy child.
"Betty! Hetty! O, Hetty!"
The door opened before he reached
it and Hetty stood there in the light in
a cherry colored gown and snowy white
apron, a smile on her face and her eyes
shining.
Jured's voice trembled and there wna
a suggestion of fear in it ns he said:
"O, Hetty, it is J Jared Lawson."
"I know it, Jared," said Hetty, laughingly.
"And you put that light in the win
dow for me, Hetty?" '
"For you, Jared."
"O, Hetty! God bless you, my my
dear!"
He reached out his hand to clasp her
own and to hold it to his lips. Then
they went into the house together with
the light of new-born love radiating
from their hearts and faces. Morris
Wude, in Detroit Free Tress.
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