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.-4rfi,y'i-- " THS NEBRASKA ADVERTISER W. W. UMDKU, PabUsher. NEMAHA, - NEBRASKA, A TO LOVE. few ijulck years, methoufht, would cause youth's fancies To fall away like blossoms early blown: And Time, 1 signed, would tako my rich romances And grant me bare contentment for my own. And yet, while Spring and Summer bring their posies, My sages gather dust upon their shelves: For still I take the violets and roses As hints of something sweeter than them selves. And still ftjitrd can set my pulses beating-Nay, ev'ry year I love the mavis morel X always think he sings of some glad meet ing, . , Of listless days and longing safely o'er. Z still receive the secrets of the ocean, The strange, long wonder stories of the wind: And see tho sun's desire, the moon's dovo tlon And In them all some dearer thought 1 find, O Love! O Lovet the years have made you splendid; 'Tis glory where I hoped for scare a gleam. The fancies and romances are not ended Time has but blessed and beautified each dream. J. J. Hell, in Chambers' Journal. BORN TO SERVE By Charles M. Sheldon, Author of "IIT HIS STBP8." "TOHincraO'fl QUESTION CLASS,'1 "BDWARD BLAKB'Btc. (Oopright, 1N9, j CliarUi H. WuldM.) CIIAl'TEIt VIII. MINISTRY IS DIVINE. Mr. Morton broko n very embar rassing silence by saying in a qutot voice, nlthough bin manner showed Btlll tho great excitement thai ho evi dently felt: "Mrs. Clark, I bavo no doubt you are greatly surprised to ace mo here." "It 1b a great pleasure, I am sure," Mm. Clark murmured. Barbara bad turned around bo that tho young minister could not see her face an Mho sat partly concealed behind the lamp on tho table. It was very still again before Mr. Morton spoke. "You know, of course, that I bavo no preaching service to-night. I bavo just como from my young pcoplo'a meeting. I " Ho paused, and Mrs. Clark looked attentively at him, and then at Bar bara, sitting with head bowed and checks Hushed, and a gleam of sud den perception of the truth began to shino out of tho mother's fnco as she turned ngnin toward tho min ister. Barbara had never confided di rectly In her mother, but Mrs. Clark had been blessed with a remarkably beautiful and true lovo experience In her own girlhood, and with nil her faults and misunderstanding of Bar bara during tho trial of her experi ment with Mrs. Ward she hnd In va rious ways como to know that Bar bara had grown to have much inter est in the brilliant young preacher. Barbara had probably made n bo rlous mistake in not giving her moth er a frank confession. But Mrs. Clark hod never really supposed until now that tho minister might have a feeling for Barbara. She began to feel certain of it as sho rapidly noted Mr. Morton's evident agitation and tho look that he gave Barbara as ho stopped suddenly. "We nre glad to see you, I am aure," Mrs. Clark said, coming to his rcHcuc. Through the memory of her own sad loss and all her recent trouble rose tho sweet picture of her ' husband's wooing. If Barbara's, hap piness for life now consisted in her possible union with this good, strong man, Mrs. Clark was not the mother to put needless obstacles in tho way. In this matter her mother had a cer tain largeness of character which Barbnrn did not at that timo com prehend. Mr. Morton had grown calmer. He began to talk of matters belonging to his church and Ills plans for tho social settlement. Gradually Bar bara recovered herself from tho first moment's panic. She came out from behind tho defense of the lamp, and began to ask questions and take part in the conversation. "But still," sho was saying nfter half an hour's tnlk had been going on, "I do not quite seo how you nro going to interest Crawford people m the plan you suggest until you luvo made a pinctical beginning, oven if It is on a small scale. Tho people arc very conservative." "That's true." The minister sighed a little. "But I do not see how you nre going to Interest the public in your servant girls' training school un til you have demonstrated Its prac tical usefulness. I don't doubt Its wisdom, of course," ho added, quick ly. "But it must requlro a good deal of courage on your part to make a be ginning in view of what you know must bo the criticism and prejudice that are inevitable." "As far as courage goes," said Bar bara, frankly, "It seems to mo you Lave much more thuu I. With the money Mrs. Ward and Mra. Vane bava promised me, I shall .bo quits inde pendent to work out my plan as I please. Whereas you are obliged to overcome the prejudice of a whole church full of people, many of whom do not believo in social settlement work connected with tho church." "I wish there was some way," Mr. Morton exclaimed, eagerly, absorbed in thought of his plans, "in which we could combine your plans and mine. Tho training school would lit in so beautifully with my ideas." He spoke in his enthusiasm, for the moment, thinking only of the plans as existing apart from the persons. But, as Barbara lifted her face to his and then dropped her eyes, whllo a grcal wave of color swept her checks, he realized how personal his excla mation had been. And just at that juncture, Mrs. Clark, without a word of apology or explana tion, rose and walked out of the room. Morton blessed her as she shut tho door. There are some things In tho lovo chapter of youth that cannot bo told except to the heart of youth it self. He went quickly over to where Bar bara was seated on the other sldo of the table, and before she had time to bo frightened ho said, looking at her with love's look: "Barbara, I love you, and want you to be my wife and share all with me. Will you?" Barbara sat all in a tumult, her heart beating fast, ns in a dream won dering at it all. And it sounded very sweet to her. For she loved him truly. But she said, as she stood by the table looking at him: "But I cannot. It would be " "Tell me, Barbara," ho said, a sud den smile lighting up his pale face, and his use of her namo was again muslo to her, "tell me only one thing first. Bo you love me?" "Ycsl" she cried, and it seemed to her as if one person In her had spoken to another, compelling tho answer; and the next moment, she could not realize how, but it was like a world's life to her, his arms weri about her, and in that moment sho knew that for better, for worse, she had put her life into the lot of sharing with his. ' Lovers do not count time like other people. After awhile he was saying: "But tell mc, Barbara, how I am to make my peace with Mrs. Ward. For, when she learns that I am going to get her hired girl, she will never forgive mc. Then Barbara's face grew grave. "Do you realize, Mr. Morton, what you have done? Can a young man with your position and prospects af fordtotomarry a 'hired girl?' Oh, If you had not compelled me to say Yes' so soon! I might have saved you from making tho mistake of your life" "Barbara," ho answered, with sud den sternness that was assumed, without answering her question, "if you ever call me 'Mr. Morton' again, I shall" he lef this threat unfinished; but he had possession of her hand as ho spoke, and Barbara looked up at him and said softly: "What shall I call you?" "Say" "Yes. What?" Barbara asked, inno cently, as he paused. "Well, then," he went on, joyously, "say: 'Italph, I love you more than anyone else in tho world. And I will walk with vou through life because I love you because we love each oth er.' " "You have taken advantage of me I" she exclaimed, brightly, and then, with glowing face looking into his, sho repeated the words, whispering them. And, when she had finished, they were both reverently silent, whllo her eyes were wet with tears of solemn joy. They did not either of them realize all they had pledged to each other; but tho God-given, human-divine spell of love was upon them, and the blessedness of it swal lowed up all fears of the future. Once Barbara had given herself to him, it meant an end of doubt or fear. She might discuss with him the probable results to his social or professional standing, but she would never torture his mind or distress her own by vain regrets or foolish anticipations. Tho great truth of their love for each other filled them both. They were so absorbed in their talk that they did not hear Mrs. Clark when she came into the room. Then Mr. Morton was suddenly aware of her presence, and he instantly rose and went over to her. "Mrs. Clark," ho said, "I took ad vantage of your absence to tako your daughter from you. But I will try to make up for It In part by giving you a loving and dutiful son, if you will accept me as such." Without waiting for her reply, which he easily read in her smiling face, he turned to Barbara, who had come to his side. "What did you say, Barbara?" Mrs. Clark nbked as sho faced them both, thinking to herself that bhu hud never seen so much real joy in two faces anywhere In the world. "Oh, mother!" Barbara cried, "I have given him my answer." She laid her head on her mother's breast as sho used to do when she was a little girl, and Mrs. Clark felt with tho pain ful joy of a good mother's heart that the world's old story had come into her daughter's life, and that hence forth this man had become to liar bara all in all without displuclng tho mother from her rightful share of af fection. They had many things to aay now, and neither Barbara nor Mrs. Clark offered serious objections to the earn est rcqucs't of the young man that the period of engagement might be a brief one. "We know our minds quite well, I am sure," he said, while Barbara, blushing, nodded yes. "It will be best in every way for us to begin our home very soon. Barbara, you will have to give Mrs. Ward notice that you must leave. Poor Mrs. Wardl She is the only person I am sorry for right liowl" They were all silent for a moment, Then Mr. Morton said: "The servants' training-school will have to be a part of the social settlement now. You've lost your Independence." "I've gained something better," said Barbara, gently. Her love knew no re strictions, now that it was returned, and her heart leaped up to his in all his ambitions for helping to make a better world. When he rose to go, Barbara went to the door with him. He had opened it and was about to step out when he turned and said, with a laugh: "I have forgotten my hat." The missing hat was not found at once, and Mrs. Clark unblushingly said: "Perhaps it is in the sitting room," and walked deliberately out there. The hat was lying on a chair behind the table. The minister took it up and walked to the door again. Then he turned and said, while Barbara looked up at him: "I forgot something else." Then he stooped and kissed her, and went out into the night, and it was like the glory of Heaven's brightness all about him, while Barbara turned and again met her mother with an em brace where both mingled their tears over the divine romance of this earth ly life. God bless the repetition of the pure love chapter in human hearts. When it is deeply Christian, as iu the case of Barbara and Ilalph, it is ap proved of Christ and has the sunctiou of nil Heaven. When Barbara began her work at the Wards' next day, she had a natural dread of breaking the news to Mrs. Ward. But that lady unconsciously made a good opportunity. She came Into the kitchen early in the forenoon nnd was struck by Barbara's beauty. She had noted it many times before, but this morning the girl's great love experience had given her face an addi tional charm. It is no wonder Ilalph Morton fell in love with her. He said It all began from that Sunday when he .first met her at the Marble Square church. "Why, Barbara," Mrs. Ward ex claimed, "you look perfectly charming this morning. How do you manage to fel'fVA, til lTiCKWnvft'5rahHi 1 mm i HfflTiffl "P1 ' 1 1 7 r i llilffiTirii iiiiiEtltWMI lli 1ETO wLWPwH I COMB IN7" HE ASKED. "MAY keep looking so lovely? It Is a wonder to me that the kitchen is not full of beaus all the time!" Barbara laughed lightly. "I don't want a kitchen full of beaus. One Is enough." Mrs. Ward looked at her attentively. Then she said, somewhat gravely: "Dldyousay one is enough? What does that mean?" "It means O Mrs. Ward, I am so happy!" She turned to her, nnd the older woman trembled a little und then said: "It Is Mr. Morton?" "Yes," cried Barbara, and Mrs. Ward put her arms about her and kissed her. Then she stepped back and looked at her somewhat sorrowfully. "I'm glad for you, of course, but what are we going to do? It's always tho way. The best girls I have always go and get married. But I never thought until lately that you would do such a thing. Why, It's like a story, Barbara, if it was In a book, people would think it was quite improbable. 'The idea!' they would say, 'of the brilliant preacher of Marble Square church, Crawford, the gifted young writer and lecturer, marrying a hired girl In his own parish!' Have you thought, Barbara, of the sensation mis event will make in Marble Square church V" "Of course I have not had much time yet to think of it, Mrs. Ward. If Mr. Morton Itnlph," she added, shyly, blushing at her own uso of the name before another person, "if he feels sat isfied, the church ought not to give any trouble. Why should it? Do you think it will?" "You're a hired girl in the eyea of most people in the church. They do not know you ns I do. I am afraid it will make trouble for Mr. Morton." For a moment Barbara's radiant face showed signs of anxiety. Then, to Mrs. Ward's astonishment, she said, with a smile: "I am not going to bor row trouble over it. I love him too much to be afraid of anything." "If only people knew you as Mr. Ward and I do" Mrs. Wnrd fal tered, tears In her eyes, caused by nf f cctlon for Barbara and sorrow at the thought of losing her out of the home. "You know what a welcome Mr. Ward and myself nnd Mrs. Vane and a few others will give you. But I don't know what Mrs. Ilice and Mrs. Wilson and Mrs. Brown will Bay." "Do you know "Barbara spoke, not flippantly but with a sense of humor which was a real part of her healthy nature. "Do you know, Mrs. Ward, I am afraid I nm not quite so much in fear of what Mrs. Itice and Mrs. Wilson and Mrs. Brown will say as I ought to be? I am not going to marry them, but but some one else." Mrs. Ward looked at her doubtfully. Then she smiled at her and said: "You must be very much in love, Barbara. The old adage: 'Love laughs at lock smiths,' will have to be changed to 'Love laughs at Marble Square church.' " "I don't laugh at it, Mrs. Ward. But honestly, I do not feel to blame, and I am not going to anticipate trouble. That would not be right towards him, for I know he counted all the cost be fore he asked me to share all with him." Blessed be love like Barbara's! Truly can it be said of such love, it "beareth all things, bclieveth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things. Love never faileth." When Mr. Ward came home nt night, he soon learned the news. Barbara had no silly or false sentiment, and she had agreed with Mr. Morton that the fact of the engagement and near marriage need not be kept secret from nnj'one, even for a short time. So Mrs. Wnrd told her husband. He wns not sur prised. He had anticipated it. "Yes, you're going to leave us, just like all the rest," he said, In his banter ing fashion, when Barbara came in with some dishes to set the table. Mr. Ward was In the reading-room, and Barbara stepped to the door and greet ed him. "One of the rules of your new training-school ought to be: 'No girl who graduates from this school to go out to service shall be allowed to get engaged or married for at least five years.' What is going to become of all the competent girls if all follow your bad example?" "I'm sure I don't know," Barbara unswered, demurely. "Won't you nnd Morton take us if. o board when you begin housekeeping? I'm so used to your cornbrend muffins and coffee for breakfast that I know I shall never be able to put up with any other kind." "I don't know," Barbara replied, laughing. "It is possible that we may have a hired girl ourselves." "Do you think so?" Mr. Wnrd said, with pretended joy. "Then Mrs. Ward and I shnll have our revenge on you for deserting us, for you will then have the agony of the servant girl problem on your own hands and know how it is from the other side of tho house." "Perhaps that is one of the reasons I am going to have a home of my own, Mr. Ward. I shall be able to see tho Question from both standpoints." "I hope you'll bo spared our trou bles," Mr. Ward spoke in a really se rious tone this time. Then he added with great heartiness: "The Lord bless you, Barbara. You have been like a daughter to us." He choked as he remembered Carl In Barbara's arms just a little before he passed over. "We shall miss you dreadfully. But wo shall bid you God-speed. I don't know what the rest of Marble Square church will do, but you know that Mrs. Ward and myself will be loyal to our snlnluf r'st wife." "O, I thank you, Mr. Wnrd. It means everything to me," nnd Barbara re tired somewhat hastily to the kitchen, where some tears of joy and feeling dropped on the fnmllinr old table where Cart had so often sat watching her nt work. That evening Mr. Morton called. Barbara had finished her work, and was sitting with the family as her custom was, when Morton came in. To Be Continued. A lleBffiiiK Letter. Perhaps the mobt wonderful of these epistles purported to come from an old woman who begged for money, and detailed her ill success in obtain ing an order for a coffin for her daugh ter, who, sho declared, was "in a ridi culous condition on the roof of her cottage." This statement seemed to open up such a vista of horrors that a mounted messenger was at once dis patched to inquire into the case. It was then found that the young wom an was in rude health, and wanted the money for toilet purposes. Cornhlll Magazine. Strange, Imt't It f There is a plnao, an organ, a man dolin, n guitar and a fiddle in an Atchl boii family which rents a sewing ma chine. Atchison Globe. MAKING FARM HOTBED. It Yon nave Neglected to Constraet One This Year Save This Advice for Next Season, The nlto for a bed Bhould bo on a slopo facing south, and if sheltered on tho north and west by buildings or grovo so much tho better. Mark a space on tho ground at least one foot larger each way than the sash to be used. Throw out earth to thc depth of two feet, which should bo dono In tho fall. Fill this with horse manure having plenty of litter in it. Tramp it down firmly. Make a frame tho bIzo of the sash, set it over the pit, and put the Bash on; if the frame la built so the sash fits inside, and cleats are nailed on tho inside inch from tho top to hold it, the Bash cannot blow oft or Blip out of plnce. Tho north end Bash Bhould bo from four to six inches higher tlinn the south end. Bank round tho outside of frnmo with horso manure. The heat at first will bo too intense but when It has subsided to about 80 de grees' put on five or six inches of tho best soil obtainable, and bow the seed. Keep tho temperature at from 70 to 75 degrees in tho day time, nnd do not let it get below 55' nt night. At night it may have to bo covered with blankets or mats if very cold. Do not remove sashes to give air immediately after removing covering or the plants will damp off. Make the hotbed about April 1 and' bow in it tomatoes and peppers. Sometimes it is best to stnrt plants In boxes in tho house, then about April 20 make a hotbed and trans plant into It, giving ench plant from four to six inches spnee each way. In this way tomatoes will be in blos som when it is warm enough to set them in tho open air, which will generally be from June 1 to 10. Nothing is gnincd by putting them out as long as it is cold and frost mny destroy , them. Bo Biiro to give plenty of nlr on warm Bunny days. I lost a fine lot of plnnts one spring by neglecting to raise the sohIi one morning, Bays the writer; at noon when I went to look at them they were all dead, scalded as if by hot water. As the weather becomes warmer remove the sashes alto gether in the day time, replncing nt night. A couple of days before set ting in tho open ground, water very sparingly. Then take up carefully with ns much boII ns possible and' transplant. Farm, Stock nnd Homo. SHADE IN GREENHOUSES. Simple IJcvIce Which Prevent All DuiiKiT from Injiirr to Tender riuiilH by the Hot Sun. Shade In greenhouses to protect plants against the hot sun becomes C more necessary ns spring ndvnnces. A Bimplc device to obviate such ill effects is shown in the sketch here with. Two wires are stretched above the bench, nnd on these is hung, with brass rings, a length of cotton cloth, to be pulled over the plant or shoved aside to one end of the house, ns con- UJlvAA x . A-A.- . A fc i.. W XTtt fu .1. Wii Wfl( Vli. Wl l'. Win. X . X X SHADE FOR GREENHOUSE. ditions demand. Tho inner wire mny be much higher than the other, thus being out of the way. The cloth will thus be nenrly at the same angle oi the slopo over the bench ns tho glass roof. Each bench In the greenhouse can be thus provided with covers at a trifling expense of timo or money. Farm nnd Home. ORCHARD AND GARDEN. Do not any longer put off getting your garden seeds. Cut away old and dead portions ol the raspberry, blackberry, currant and gooseberry bushes. The average cost of growing an ucre of sugar beets in Colorado, exclusive of rent of land, is about $30. Sunlight let into gooseberry bushes will reduce the number of those that produce mildewed berries. Make up a list of plants and bushes needed this spring to keep up the as sortment in your berry patch and to replace the dead nnd dying. Under proper culture and protection from fire Norway spruce can in 25 or 30 years be grown of hufilcient size to furnish a crop of wood for paper pulp. The berry patch can bo cleaned oiit now with less work than at any time between now and this time next year. Don't forget this till the bushes are all leaved out. A strawberry grower found that bv removing one-third of the berries from the vines, allowing only tho best to grow, he got one-third more berries by the measure, and tlfnt when sold in market they not only paid for the. labor, but increased tho profit. Farm ers' Voice. -ii A