THE
Like ,i tiny glint of light piercing through the dinky kIooiii
Comes her little laughing face through tin shadows'of my room.
And my pen forgets Its way as It hears her patt'ring trciul.
Wh.ll hr prattling treble tones elm so tlx? thoughts from out my lieml.
Sho I queen ami I her slave one who loves her and obeys;
For ho rule her world of home with Imperious babv w'nvs.
In sh dances, calls me "Dear!" turns the pa ices of my books:
Throws herself upon my kno, takes my pen with laughing looks.
Makes disorder reign supreme, turns my papers upside down;
'Draws me cabalistic signs, safe from fear of any frown.
'rumbles all my verses up. pleased to hear the crackling sound;
Makes them Into balls ami then flings tbem all upon the ground,
Suddenly she fills nway. leaving me alone airalu
With a warmth about my heart and a brighter, elearer brnln.
,
And although the thoughts return that het mlng drove away,
The remembrance of her laugh lingers with nie through the day,
And as chances, as T write, I may take a crumbled sheet;
On tin which, God knoweth why! I rend my fancies twice as sweet,
-Victor Hugo.
I'm (i summer widower. o Is .Jim
my. Neither of us likes It, though we
tlxod it that way ourselves. If anyone
makes a Joke nt my expense and dares
say I'll get gay because My Girl Is
io, I'll hit him or her. That's how
I ' feci.
It happened this way. Since Little
Son came to live at our house, My
Girl has been tied down at home and
,1 got It into my head she needed a
change. I looked up places to go to
And llgurfe'd out the owl. The cist I
act alongside of my bank nccouut ami
lf concluded it would stand the pres
sure, though the :!. mill is uoi no
that! notice it much.
When I broke the news to My Girl
at first she wouldn't listen, but 1 talked
so long and so wise, she had to at last,
nwd after awhile she got Interested. I
brought homo a circulating library of
summer resort circulars, just to got her
enthusiastic, and My Girl had the time
of her life reading the fairy tales. She
got so fascinated with the enticements
they offered, I began to think the sum
mer would be over and done with be
foro she'd finished.
"Listen, Teddy." she'd say, "listen to
this: 'fooled by refreshing brows,
Lnkeville lies like a pearl of the waters
nestling on a green bank encircled by a
border of silvery sands, beyond which
stretches the blue, sparkling waters,
dancing under the" summer skies. Ev
ery advantage In the way of diversion
'mid comfort offered at the lowest
rates. Good fishing, unsurpassed bath
ing, easy access to the city. No files,
bugs or mosquitoes.' "
"Isn't it funny, Teddy," she'd say
at the, end, sort of dreamy and thought
ful, "how many heavenly places you
find out nbout when you're thinking
of being a summer boarder?"
"My Girl," I'd return, "don't think
ho long. Get busy and make up your
mind. We don't have summer In Jan
uary." And then It would always end by her
replying, "but I don't want to go away
and leave you."
Finally I got desperate. "My Girl,"
I said, real haughty, "did it ever occur
to you that I might like being a bach
elor again?"
I'd no idea she'd take mo seriously
or be so nurt. She looked at me,
positively seared.
"Oh, Teddy! do you mean it?" she
inavered; "have I mado you as un
happy as that?"
I got in a hurry to take It back.
"Girl o' mine," I said, with my arms
wide open. "Come whore you belong
and stay until you got reason."
She came and sho stayed, ami pret
ty aoon she heard that I hated to lose
her, but that I wanted her to go; and
I'd bo perfectly happy to havo her
away, but utterly mlsorablo because
Hhe was out of my sight, and a lot
more criss-cross things like that which
My Girl understood perfectly.
"I'll not stay more than a weok,"
Kho declared,
"Not a minute longer unless you
want to," I agreed.
"And you'll write every day and
come up to spend every unday," she
wont on.
"Ycs'm," I answered, trying to figure
out how many Sundays thero were In
a week.
"And you'll promise not to miss me,
and you'll havo as good a time as you
possibly can whUo I'm gone?" sho per
sisted. I was In tho habit of saying "yes'm"
.an tho epot, bo I said It again, but
BABY.
this time L spoke in the wrong place.
My Girl didn't sewn pleased. At llrst
she looked Injured, and then sho saw
the point and began to laugh at her
own Inconsistency.
"Oh, well," she decided, comfortably,
'the best part of going away Is the
coming back. 1 believe I'll go Just to
have tho Joy of welcome homo to the
traveler."
So it was arranged, and the where
was settled by our renting a cottage on
u sand bank up in Michigan, where
there were other cottages and a hotel
and all tho fresh air and water you
could possibly use.
Jimmy's girl ami thu Little Mother
wanted to go to the party, too, so that
made It all tne bettor, and I felt more
easy In my mind about Little Son and
My Girl. To tell the truth, when It
came to the point, secretly, I weaken
ed and wished 1 hadn't spoken, but
since It was my doing, I refused to
mention I was sorry. Micky know
from the start there was something
mournful for him in the wind, and at
once he grew melancholy, especially
when ho saw My Girl packing. She
noticed Ids gloom and had an Inspira
tion. "Why can't I take Micky along:
Ho'll be-so lonely with you away all
day and no one at homo to speak to.
I'd really like to have him."
1 felt sort of funny Insldts Some
way, I'd counted on having Micky for
porch company In the evening, but If
My Girl wanted him, why, of course It
was all right, lie should be taken.
"Want to go, Micky?" r said, snap
ping my fingers enticingly.
Did he wain to go? You should have
seen him! Ho didn't know when or
where it was, but he liked any old
place and pranced in his glee, spinning
around in a circle chasing his tail. He
went so fast that onco I thought he
had caught It.
Little Son didn't express ids opinion
IIo was too busy dropping a spoon on
the floor for tho tun of having me
pick it up and hand it to him. He likes
to see his father work, the young
tyrant.
My Girl looked over my entire ward
robesummer and winter before she
went away, to make suro there were
no butons missing, and that nothing
needed mending. Tho last thing she
put the house In fine shape. I'd hate
to toll how It'll look when sho comes
back again, but sho won't caro If the
kitchen's moved Into the parlor and tho
parlor gone over to the neighbor's. She
always says, when I get more disorder
ly than usual, "Make yourself perfect
ly, at home. Teddy. What's homo to a
man If he can't be messy?"
Isn't she a wonder?
Jimmy and I went to tho train with
the girls to see I hem safely started.
We all drove to the station together In
a carriage. It was rather of a tight fit,
but Jimmy sat up on tho box with the
driver and Micky came loping along
behind, so that helped some. My Girl
thought It was oxtruvagant. "We
might Just as well havo gone In the
cars," she said.
I told her It was the first time she'd
ever gone to a summer resort with
Little Son, and, as It might not Imp
pen again, she was going In style oven
If we never laid up a cent.
At tho last moment, My Girl handed
Little Son to Mary, Jumped out of tho
earrlago and ran back to tho houso.
"I've forgotten something," she ex
plained, "como and help nio, Teddy."
I followed her as fast as I could and
unlocked tho front door. We went In
sldo and closed tho door behind us.
"What did you forget, My Glnl?" I
asked when we'd Up-toed Into tho par
lo.r Already the houso seemed like
a funeral.
"This, Teddy," she answered.
Her arms went around my neck and
her cheek agatoat nu top vets button.
"I lov you, Teddy," alio whinnered,
"I love you."
"Gjrl o' mine," I said, roal husky
and with my heart turning hand
.springs, "the same to you and more
of It."
We got the girls to the station all
right ami saw them safely aboard the
train, and the next thing I know l wan
a summer widower with the railroad
company carrying off my family.
Now, everything Is so different I
can't get myself sorted out and decide
who I am. Jimmy feels the same way.
We're not used to being allowed out
alone so much, and It seems more than
queer. The first night tho girls were
gone we had dinner down town togeth
er and then, from force of habit, we
went home.
"Gome over to our house," 1 Invited
Jimmy when he was turning otT at his
corner. 1 spoke about as cordially as
a 'meat hx.
"All right," growled Jimmy, a If
he'd been Insulted and was blamWig
me for It.
We certainly were a happy pair that
evening. Jimmy absolutely declined to
cheer up. He's spoiled anyway. His
girl and the Little Mother spoil him,
and he wanted pelting.
We smoked like chimneys all the
evening, talking steady by Jerks. When
Jimmy got up to go he shook himself
like a big St. Hornard coming out of
the water.
"Gool" he said, "I'm lonesome."
And that's what's the matter with
me. I'm lonesome.- Toledo Made.
PRIME CAUSES OF SUICIDE.
Avolitnucc of I'Ii.vhIoiiI Labor n I.ni'uo
Factor In Shutting Conduct.
Throughout tho literature of suicide
one will llnd that the attitude toward
wage-earning and work s a larger fac
tor In shnplng motives. The dread of
being forced to work after n period
of leisure, the mad desire to get money
by trickery and gambling devices, the
scorn with which manual labor Is re
garded by the "successful," Is empha
sized by the stories of the newly rich
become suddenly poor, and who then
deftly escape Into the unknown and
live on pensions and polite beggary.
Hut nothing Is surer than that work
Is tho primal condition of health and
the lovo of life. It Is the do-nothing,
tho fashionable, the 'retired," tho wo
man freed from necessities and duties,
that are tho dlsonse-breeders and ihe
miserable. Tho attitude of tho fash
ionable doctors who minister to this
unspeakable class Is not Infrequently
blnnioworthy. They are often encour
aged by our rest cures, out flatteries
and attentions.
The effort to escape from drudgery
(s as ojd as civilization arid as ancient
as savagery. The Investigator sent to
study tho problem of putting the na
tive African negroes to useful work
finds that they simply will not work.
Those among the f'anndlan Doukho
bors who avouUI work found that tho
mnllngorers and lazles were about
half, and they preferred to live out of
tho common treasury supplied by the
workers until the latter determined
to abolish the common treasury and fo
receive and spend their own wages as
other individuals do.
Our civilization, economically, Is
largely a device of the cunning and
the lazy to establish a common treas
ury. The "failure of democracy" is
largely the failure to outwit the trick
sters. American Medicine.
Uni rust won liy.
The faith which T'ncle James llobbs
had always kept In the accuracy of il
lustrations In his favorite mngnzlno
was sadly shaken after his visit lo tho
Hotnnical Gardens.
When Mrs. llobbs called his atten
tion to a picture of a Cuban village
In tho next issue of the magazine he
looked at it doubtfully.
"More than likely It doesn't look
that way at all," he said, dejecllon
plainly written all over his drooping
figure. "I never told ye about my dls
app'lntmont sitting under one o' those
pa'ni frees In the Gardens. Why, tho
pictures In the magazine gave such
a shade to them Arabs underneath I'd
always wanted to sit under a pa'm
tree. Hut I tell ye, after trying It that
blistering hot day, I'd Jest as soon
think of expecting a ladder to shade
me as n pa'm tree, and I don't know
but sooner, If 'twas ono where the
rungs weren't too for npart. I wouldn't
lay my calculations on Cuby's looking
too much like that picture if I was In
your place, Maria."
A Generous Vlow.
"They say that snaky-looking man
across from us Is two-faced!" wills
perod the first boarder.
"Well, I hope ho Is, for his sake,"
said No. 2, generously.
"It would bo too bad to bo reduced
to tho one ho has on, wouldn't it?"
Detroit Free Tress.
Remember tho Kdltor.
Lovo letters should always bo writ
ten ouly on one sldo of the paper. This
will make it much moro convenient
for tho newspapers when tho letters
ure read In court In breach of promise
suits. Somervlllo Journal.
No man's credit la so good that tho
cnsli In not better.
HEROINE OF A MASSACRE,
Ion a AVontnti the Bole HnrTlvor of n
Slnux Indian Until,
Perhaps no woman In tho Vnlted
States has hud the thrilling and hor
rifying experlenco of Mrs. Abblo Gard
ner Sharp, who lives on the shore of
OkoboJI Lake, In Iowa. She Is Ihe
sole survlTor of the "Spirit lake mas
sacre" of isr,7. when of forty white
settlers thlrly-slx were ruthlessly
slaughtered by the Sioux Indians.
Four of the number were taken cap
tive and of these two were soon put
to death. The remaining two were
ransomed, and of theso Mrs. Sharp,
who was fourteen years old nt the
time. Is the only survivor. The Indians
In this massacre were led by fhelr
chief, Inkpaduta, and the attack was
most treacherous and etdd blooded.
These Indians had been fed by the
white settlers during a part of a severe
winter, and naturally Ihe whiles ex.-
MltS. -V 101 1 1 OAltDNKIt SUA 111'.
peoted their gratitude rather I ban
their rosentmfnf, Hut some time be
fore relatives of Inkpaduta had been
killed by two while men living in an
other section of the State and Inkpa
duta, not distinguishing between the
guilty and Innocent, ltd Ills ven
geance fall upon those who not only
hud never done him nn Injury bill
who instead had befriended liliu and
ids people. The settlers were attack
ed in detail and murdered, some being
shot aild others hludgioucd.
of Mr. Sharp's family, tho father,
mother, one brother and a slsier were
murdered and site was dragged Into
capllvlty wilh the dying moans of her
people ringing In her ears. After a
few months' captivity she was ransom-
GAHDNHH MliMOltlAL OF MASSAGHK.
cd. Through the efforts of Charles
E. Flandrau, agent for tho Sioux, at
St. Paul. Abide was taken there, after
friendly Indians Und effected her re
lease, and later was icunlted with a
sister, 'Eliza, who had been at Spring
field and escaped the massacre.
A man named Markhani, being
nway after cattle, and Ihus escaping,
on coming home, had stopped at tho
Gardner collage, then at the others,
and found the terrible evidences of
the tragedy. Hurrying to Frt Dodge
with tho news, u relief expedition of
soldiers and volunteers promptly left
Forts Dodge and Hldgley. The mem
bers of the expedition, hastily pro
pared, suffered terrible hardship's, and
some were frozen to death. They
avo re "In time, however, to save Bot
tlers at Springfield, Avhlther Markhani
had carried the news, and Avhefe tho
whites, forewarned, had beaten off an
Indian attack. At the lakes, how
ever, their only otllce was to bury tho
dead. The Gardner and Luce fam
ilies still Ho where they Avere burled
at that time, Mrs. Sharp having erect
ed a handsome memorial above them.
Through her efforts largely, a' hand
some monument erected by tho Sfalo
to the victims of the massacre, now
stands near by olid the remains of
fifteen of tho victims, nil that could
bo collected, aro buried Just east of
the monument.
Mrs. Shnrp has Avrltten an ndmlr
ablo history of tho Spirit Lake nins
sncre,. and cnptlvfcty of Miss Abble
Gardner, has repurchased tho old
homo nnd spends her sdmmcrs there,.
Here, sho sayB, she has been visited
from tlmo to tlmo by relatives of
every victim of tho massacro but ono.
The monument nnd tho old log cabin
aro a shrine tOAvard which turn the
footsteps of all those in any Avay con
nected with that bloody tragedy o tha
'M'h, and tho thouwuU of pleasure
seeker at tho inko rosorbl pause tq,
read tho Inscription on tho bronTsoj
tablets and return to coltago or palai(
tlal hotel, marveling at tho ctiKbce
that les than half a century "aa.
wrought, . 1
A.
ENLI8TED MAN'S UNIFORM,
Deniuud for it Uoiorut In Method o
MukltiK Holdlern' Clothes.
Tho enlisted man had Just been edu'
caled Into looking neat and trim In his
uniform when along came those Phila
delphia contractors to make him look,
"like ho cents," says tho Hartford
Cournnt. In civil war days soldier
wore about anything that would covor
them. If the shoddy was tough enough
lo hold together through a sprinkle nt
rain, thnt was About all they asked,
Manufacturers and tailors mado fal
profits off Vncle Sam. Nobody avu.i
very particular Just then about mn.le
rials or cut.
Since thoxii days there has been
slow but sure progress toward dura
blllly and neatness. Tho more protcn
tlous clothing In tho army, not In th
navy has been gradually discarded)
The American soldier of the twentieth
century has a working rig, tho khakt
and a dress uniform of blue, vorj
plain. Holli are cut after senslblo plih
terns, comfortable, and showing off tin
llgure to advantage. The fashion platei
that go with the advertisements foi
recruits lacked up In postofllco lohblei
are no longer works of lmaglnatlv
artists (hey are more like colored
photographs. The men connected wilt
a recruiting station like that In Uarto
ford are no longer tailor's dummies U
mislead patriotic youth Into thinking
they can wear smart, coats and trou
sers like tiiose; they are genuine sum
pies of the way men look all through
the army ranks, The government
found that It paid to dress more caro
fully the young follows seeking Hcrv
Ico under Its Hag. A belter class (
men responded lo the calls and they
felt encouraged In habits of neatness,
All misfit uniforms were dyed- brown
and were sent to army prisons for tlnf
use of Inmates.
This recent revelation down hi Piilla
dolphin, then, Is of a serious eharao
ter. 'The army otllcer who went theru
to Investigate after President House
veil's suspicions were a roused! dlscov
ered laxity and gross negligence. The
goods, furnished by manufacturers In
various parts of (he country, were In
ferlor and some 1100,000 dress uniform
were lit only, to be dyed brown for the
prisoners. The army has got thnfi
many prisoners; It can't ask decontl
men to go around In baggy coats nnd
ungainly trousers. The whole batch In.
practically a dead loss.
Clever People In Frniioe.
"He says ho met a fow Intelligent
people when he was In Paris."
"I suppose ho considered them ln
telllgent because they could- speak
English."
"No, because they protended to uns
dcrstand his French." Philadelphia
Press.
Couldn't Follow the Directions.
"Please, air, mudder don't know!
how to tako do med'clne."
"Eh? Why, 1 told her the direc
tions wore on tho bottle and sho must
tako tho stuff accordingly."
"Please, Blr, avo ain't got no accor
dion," Cleveland Plain Dealer.
l'rool of Immortality.
"What authority have you for th
statement ihat Shnkspoaro Is Immor
tal?" "The fact that he still survives aftei
having been murdered by bum actor
for three hundred years." Cleveland
Leader.
Hud for Hobby.
"What's that sound of running watoj
out there, Willie?" "It's only us boys(
ma. We've been' tryln' tho Flllypluy
water euro on Hobble Snow au' now
Avo'ro pouring him out." Cloveland
Plain Dealer,
Up anil Down.
In ono room sat tho good wife and
Dressed Willie up with loving haml,
And in the other room old Hrovvn ,
Was dressing llttlo Tommy down.
Detroit Tribune.
Every man flatters himself that hf
will finally whip his enemy, and tha"1
he will give hliu a good ouo Avhca Ur
get at Ulto,
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