THE PARTY OF THE FARMERS OF THE
COUNTRY DISTRICTS.
distraction and a hell on earth?
"To the American people I would
say, the chain are now being forg
ed, Intended for our hands. Will
we wait the coming of our jailer?
Wilt we wait till we are tied hand
and foot and cannot help ourselves?
Will we not realize the danger and
take warning In time? To the In
tended victim the crouching pun-
5 ther gives warning by eyes and
posture of Its coming leap! So are
we warned! Monarchy stoops to
spring! Cold, pitiless Monarchy!
that would pull over the form of the
republic the winding sheet of death!
Its god Is Mammon and It seeks to
enslave mankind! God forbid that
you Intend to supinely permit the
act! ISabes now In their mothers'
arms are In your keeping! Will
you meet to consult for the com
mon good? Will you follow chosen
leaders, that union, system, organ
ization, momentum and success
may be given to our cause? Or,
will you Join the herd that knows
only self, that brings disunion and
The latter are limbed as human be
ings, but otherwise are wormy, creeping things! No! You will do your
part! Each boy, each girl, each man, each woman, will be like heroes in
the strife!!"
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I believe that Mr. Rryan will carry this year states which even his
most enthusiastic supporters hardly dream of his carrying. The condi
tions closely parallel those In ISM. when Mr. Cleveland swept the coun
try In a way that amazed even his campaign managers. But should this
be so, the democratic party ought not to lose sight of those great west
ern agricultural commonwealths in which the movement toward radical
and progressive democracy had In fact its Inception, and to which the
nation must turn In future years for any effort to counteract the nar
row, reactionary and machine-made views of too many of our eastern city
democratic organizations. 1 believe that If the democratic party Is to be
come u party of progress and reform It must Bhake off the idea of holding
to tne cities as a source of strength and must be what the republican
party was in the days of Its power and Ha glory, in the days of Lin
coln, the party of the farmers, and of the country districts.
WILLIS J. ABBOTT,
Manager Democratic National Press Bureau.
SHORT STORIES.
(
MILLIE'S BOY,
Marthy had heard the goszlp. There
to always some one to repeat un
pleasant news. And the faded cheek
of the little sewing woman flushed a
dull red at the tidings that she was
being talked about In the village where
he had grown up.
"D'ye mean folks are talking about
Die on account of my friendliness for
Joe Wllber?' she asked. "If they are,
you tell "em to go right ahead an' talk.
Tell 'em that for me."
Her rough little hands trembled over
the dress lengths in her lap and Miss
Perkins saw her eyes flash with a new
dignity as she continued: "It's a pity
If a woman of my age can't be trusted
to conduct herself in a proper man
ner." "That's so, Marthy, an", of course,
everybody has got respect for you. But
this strange young feller, that don't ap
pear to be more'n a boy, comin' along
n' keepln' company with you does look
surus, an no mistake.
"Keepln' company with me!" Marthy
repeated the words and then laughed.
A ringing laugh of other' days.
"Why, Mary Ann Perkins! I'm old
enough to be his mother. I should have
been his mother. Don't you knew who
he is?"
Miss Perkins lifted a head full of as
tonishment to reply:
"He ain't John Wllber's "
"That's who It Is, Mary Ann. I never
blamed John for going away from me
like the neighbors blamed him. It
There Is no proposition In politics clearer than the above statement.
Thus It Is shown that the responsibility of preserving our form of gov
ernment and of advancing the welfare of the nation in a safe and sub
stantial way, ko that all our people my prosper, rest first of all with "the
farmers and the people In the country districts." .
A few years ago. when the Farmers' Alliance was an active factor
In public arfalrs and the "farmers of the country districts" with their
wives, their sans and their daughters, were reading and were holding
nightly meetings in red school houses on ten thousand hills, they caus
ed the tide of political thought of thenation to radically change and now
the great democratic party Is forced to seek aid and comfort at their
hands. The great mass of the common people will cheerfully respond to
this appeal for help and no doubt success will be achieved at the polls
in November.
Hut, fur the immediate present, while the battle wages the flercest.and
for the future, when our strongest and best equipped men In all walks
of life are to be put on duty In the wonderful recons trucllon era, of
our government. It Is plainly to be seen how necessary It Is to be well and
thoroughly Informed.
Nearly all of the world's greatest men were those who had just a
little schooling. They had only passed through the primer grade and
Ihus with ..ime foundation to build upon they made themselves leaders
In every falling which man has filled.
Those who desire to put themselves at perfect ease when In the so
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reader to heed the admonition of the poet who wrote:
"In lire's broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of life,
lie not like dumb, driven cattle
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would have been worse If he hadn't
when he found out that that he didn't
oare as much for me as he thought he
did before Millie came home from
school. It would have been wicked If
he married me then.
''I used to think sometimes that they
would write to me. Hut they never did.
Likely they thought I'd be mad. But I
never was, and I never heard a word
about how they were getting along,
aidn't know whether they were dead
or living, until one day last spring I
looked up to see Joe standing in that
very door. He was pale and ick look
ing, and he asked me for a drink of
water;. I almost fainted, for he seemed
the living Image of John as he was
when he went away.
"I asked him his name and he told
me. Told me how his folks had died
when he was a little chap, and how he
had been drifting around without a
home or friends. He didn't know me,
out tne iaitq remembered me, I guess.
Anyway, I said a prayer of thankful
ness to Him for sending the boy that
hould have heen mine to be. It
eemed Just what I'd been walling for
all the time. I made him stay, and he
Is good and loving as my own son could
be.
"And now that he has got steady
work In the factory, he says I must
give up sewing and he will take care
Df me. tin you can tell Miss Johnson
1 don't want to make her dress. Meb
oe I am foolish, and perhaps folks
have a right to laugh at me for a silly
ld mttid. Hut you can tell 'em that
foe Wllber Is my nephew more than
:hat, he Is the son of the man I loved
rvhen I was a young girl, and love yet,
now that I am an old woman, and shall
iove when I meet him In eternity, and
toll him that I have tried to be a
mother to his and Millie's boy." Chi
cago Journal.
I couldn't hear what they said, and I
was glud, because as It was 1 didn't
have to move, although they were evi
dently talking Intimately. But I did
hear a "Good-by Rufus." Rufus? Why,
of course. A bucolic sweetheart of my
own from the next town, where I had
spent some summer vacations with my
mother. Poor old Rufus! And I had
forgotten the dear good soul entirely!
My thoughts ran back to those days,
and then and there I remembered that
It was at that house I had first missed
the picture of Roger.
I put two and two together In a mo
ment, and I was in Alice's room before
breakfast asking as easily as I could,
V ho's that pretty boy you showed me
the other day, Alice, in the military
Jacket?"
Alice looked up the picture aaln and
announced with true embarrassment
ana great feeling: "It's a photograph,
that's all. I don't know who It Is.
Rufus gave it to me because it looked
like his brother I he cared for me,
and he was lost at sea and Rufus is,
and he likes me too.
Alice must have been surprised for
I kissed her in the middle of the little
story she was telling, and then I
rushed to find Roger, and cried Into
his collar and said: "It's al right,
Roger, darling; she didn't even know
you, and you didn't, and I didn't and
he didn't. Oh, R. to A. I'm so happy,
and I don't care one bit any more for
ever." Which Incoherent story I elab
orated to the dear boy's satisfaction
later. Boston Post.
"Aiigry," she whispered. "No; but all
this time I have been trying to win
him for myseif, and you knew it,
Daisy."
"Yes, I know it, Rupertlne. But a
heart that could have been won away
from me thus would scarcely hav
oeen worm acceptance, so I let you
try."
"Mr. Ardham," cried Rupertlne, Ir
ber natural voice once more, "you have
chosen well. Daisy la the very one to
be a minister's wife."
"I think so, too," Bald Mr. Ardham,
in a tone of quiet self-gratulation.
And so Mlsa Rupertlne Cliffgate's
summer flirtation was all love' la.bor
lost."
ALL IS FAIR IN LOVE.
HER FLIRTATION.
AN OLD PHOTOGRAPH.
THOUSANDS OUT OF WORK.
The Republican Managers Facing
a Serious Situation,
Chicago. (Special) Republican lead
ers are In a distressed state of mind,
tiorderlnrr upon despair, over the re
cent closing of mills and factories and
reduction of wages in other manufac
turing establishments in and near Chl
ago. Coming en the heels of alarming dis
closure concerning the situation In the
Pennsylvania coal region, the Hatiiri
l'ayno syndicate Is almost ready to
throw up Its job In dopulr. Kevial
leading republicans declare openly that
the events of the last week have ut.
terly lost to MeKbihy the labor vole
of the country.
THOUSANDS OCT OF EMPLOY.
MEN'T.
Williln the last four days ore great
inattiifai tutiiig plan I in Chicago ht.t
closed lis doors Indefinitely, throwing
DUO skilled nw haiib s out of employ
ment. A portion of another plant han
auspcmlea work, mulcting sou men
Idle, while In n third 3,IKj0 men have
keen laid off and iiie wages of the
remainder reduced fiom li to '0 par
cent.
Nine hundred men are made Idle by
the closing of the Hlernens & Halke
electric plant In Orant, a Chicago su
burb. The men who have been thrown cut
tif employment say that the condition
luis been forced through the sale of
the works lo the Oeneral Electric com
pany. Ofliclals Biislgn the closing of
the factory to sevetal causes, prlmlpal
among which Is lalwir (lllllciillles. They
y they cannot pay reasonable wages
and compete with eastern fu.'to.es.
The plant whs chartered n IM) v llh
ll.HeO.OOO common and $7a0,000 preferred
lw k. Wllhird T. Black, Urn secretary
nd treasurer of tha company, said:
"If Bryan Is elected the factory will
never start up,"
A CUT THROAT GAME."
The Deering Harvester company of
this city a member of the Harvester
trust has reduced Its working force
from 7,000 to 3,000 men. The wag's of
those retained have been reduced from
If, to 40 per cent. The wages of W)
nnisners were reuueeu from JI.W per
day to J'.2! per day.
The president of the Deering com
pany is a member of the board of
trustees of Northwestern university,
and recently took a (onspleuoua part
in forcing President Henry Wade Rog
ers to retire frotn the Institution be
cause be declared himself opposed lo
tiiits and Imperialism.
On h'nturday the plate and rail mills
of the Illinois steel plant at South Chi
cago were closed down "until aftr
election and possibly Indefinitely."
Kight hundred m n are left idle. The
mills belong to the Federal steel tru:t.
H-re me 5,7'H) men thrown out of
employment In less than a week ut
the dictum of three trusts, and labor
ing men ore wondering what will next
occur. One thing is certain. They can
neither be coaxed nor bullied Into vot
ing for McKlniey.
It Is reported that I t Russia a rpeclai
harness has been ctntrlved with u
wire connected with a small electric
battery, and this Is put on horses dim
cult to manage. A slight shock Is
stated to have not only the effort ot
rousing the animal lo the required brisk
pace, but of getieially benefiting his
health.
The freshman clnss which enters the
university of Chlii;i October 1 wii,
undoubtedly be the lnrg-t on record
The dormltorhs ore turning iway ioi.ni
stehets, and the rush Is starring lo fill
up dosses. The freshmen last sear
nuiiiUieJ COO.
The train left us at a hare little sta
(lon, far beyond the town we were go
ing to, and we went back grumbling
on our tracks, a dusty, unshady mile,
to our boarding house. And then we
llscovered It to be one we had picked
nut for our choicest disregard as the
train passed by. But we were sorry
only until the door opened. The hall
was large and cool and sweet, like Mrs.
Putney herself, who held our hands ami
brooded over us with sincere and copi
ous pity for our dustry plight.
"My daughter, Alice," she said pre
lentlng a pretty girl who came for
ward to take us to our room.
"My wire, Alice, will be rharmed
with a name chum." Roger said merri
ly, and we were all at home together
at once, though we had known one
mother no more than six minutes by
the clock.
I should have been a cynic, Indeed,
lo expect trouble of any kind to np
penr, and for three whole days bliss
reigned. I did think at times that Alice
seemed a trifle sad or preoccupied. She
smiled half-hcart-illy at Roger's Jolly
lug, and went alKiut silently for the
most part, kciplng much by herself. She
paid even less attention to Roger than
my exacting pride reoulreil.
As I said, I was riot a cynic, and,
therefore, not pre pared for woe, wh n
one day I saw among some treasures
Alice was showing me In her room a
faded old photograph of Rorrcr In his
schoolboy days. There was no chance
of mistake. The "R. to A." at the bot
tom of the card -I could have known
It by that alone. I almost caught It
out of her hands, I was so glad to see
It, for I had lout It In our betrothal
flays and never ceased to grlcva about
It.
But the picture was In Alice's hand
and she was looking earnestly and
aadly and wistfully at It. I turned away
with my heart full. I did not doubt
Alice, and did not distrust Roger. 1
went over every possible circumstance
and back helpty-ssly to the one simple
fact. Alice had and evidently held as
a treasured possession a picture of
Roger, and yet appeared not. to know
him when we met her.
All In the dim dawn one morning
Alice came out to help the milkman
pull the milk out of the well, and, as
they moved about, I thought I noticed
something familiar about tha man,
"And is that all the news?" saucily
demanded Rupertlne Cliffgate. "Wid
ow Priekett married again and Alice
Brown gone to Colorado and young
Morris built a new house. That Isn't
much to happen in eight weeks. Dear,
dear, how stupid the country is, after
New York.
"That's all," said Daisy, solemnly.
"Except,, Oh! I had almost forgotten to
mention him the new minister."
"A new minister?" echoed Bupertlne
"Oh, I remember old Mr. Ward did
resign, Just before I went away. And
there's a new minister, eh? What sort
of a man is he? Does he wear specta
cles and quote the Proverbs of Solomon
throigh his nose?"
"Oh, no!" sard Daisy, half indignant
ly. "Why, he's only twenty-five, and
has the finest dark eyes and"
"Unmarried?" interrupted Rupertlne,
breathlessly.
"So they say and perfectly devoted
to his books and studies."
is he?' retorted Miss Rupertlne.
"Well, then, after all, I shall not be
obliged to let rny sword of conquest
rust In Its sheath. I'll teach this young
dominie that the 'proper study of man
kind Is man' or rather woman. We'll
go to church tomorrow, Daisy."
"Rupcrtine!"
"Well, what are you opening your
round blue eyes so wide for? I've got
a white Swiss muslin dress trimmed
with white rullles and pink ribbon,
which I think will about settle Mr.
Mr. "
"Ardham," put in Daisy, demurely.
"And a very pretty name, too well
it will settle Mr. Ardhum's business for
him. Oh, I tell you what, Daisy, thes"
young ministers are no more invulnera
ble than the rest of the world, with
their long faces and their solemn
ways."
Rupertlne kept her word and went
to church the net day. Mr. Ardham
saw her; he could scarcely have helped
that, for Dr. CUfffiate's pew was In
tne very rront of tne middle aisle and
Rupertlne smiled secretly to herself to
observe the momentary inattention
which caused him almost to lose his
place In the hymn-book, whose leaves
he was turning over.
"I'll teach him to put Pt. Rupertlne
'amon-r the list of canonized beings
yet,' " said the coquette to herself.
Rupertlne walked up to the pason
age the next day with Daisy. Old Mrs.
Kershaw, who kept house for Mr. Ard
ham, stared as if a butterfly had flown
Into a dungeon.
"I didn't know you was one of the
workers, Miss Tiny." said she.
"Oh, well, Mrs. Kershaw," said the
beauty. "I'm tired of fashion end friv
olity, and 7 want to work Just an
Daisy, here, does." j,
And when Mr. Ardham came down
to the old Cliffgate house one autumn
evening Rupertlne went down to, see
him, with a curious thrill at her heart,
as though It hungered for something
afar off.
"Miss Rupertlne, " frankly began the
your.g minister, "I have long waited
to t.-ll you something."
"Yes?" Rupertlne leaned graciously
toward him.
"of course, it Is a matter of pome
Importance to me, but whether It will
be to you or not"
"Can you doubt that, Mr. Ardham?"
she asked, meltirigly.
"Will, then; I am thinking of being
marrbd:"
"You will tell me to whom?"
"That was my intention in coming
here tonight. Miss Cliffgate, I fear you
will think me presumptuous."
"Try me and see!" she smiled. "I
have no such fears."
"It Is a relief to hear you say thnt. I
have engaged myself to marry your
sister, Daisy!"
Rupertlne started to her feet, every
drop of the scarlet blood in her veins
seeming to tingle.
"Mr. Ardham! since when?"
"Since before - you returned from
New York, Miss Rupertlne, and I have
only just succeeded in Inducing her to
allow me to tell you."
"Daisy! The rogue; the darling little
hypocrite," cried Rupertlne, hardly
knowing whether to be angry or
pleased. But Daisy's arms around her
neck changed the burst of of word.
"You are not angty, dear?"
Ethel Woodyet, the Darling Down
squatter's daughter, was slightly co
quettish, as pretty and spirited girls
generally are before they discover
their masters.
This was until she had reached her
seventeenth year. Then she began to
grow softer and more sympathetic to
those whom she had formerly sent
away in such deejetion. Jack Lefoy,
her father's gentlemanly but reckless
manager, she spoke gently to instead
of with her former scorn of careless
girlhood. She knew he worshipped the
ground she walked over, and would let
no one else groom, feed or saddle her
horse. She honored his respect as she
pitied his hopeless affection, but while
she said "Poor Jack!" admired his
handsome figure and strong, noble face
she sighed that he did not come up to
her Ideal, as her first fancy.
But by and by her hero came
along. Hon. John Brand was certainly
a noble-looking man. Dark, nale-
cheeked, thoughtful, exceedingly well
groomed, he was exactly the kind of
man, only an inch shorter than Jack
Lefoy, who was 6 feet 2 in his stock
ings. He had a handsome, well-filled
out figure, not yet too fat, white and
even teeth, with thin, straight nose,
and the most silky of black mustaches
and beards. "
Hon. John Brand bore the reputation
of a mighty hunter. He had brought to
England trophies of his skill and prow
ess from India, Africa and the Rocky
mountains.
Hon. John Brand rode easily and
gracefully as he did everything, and as
Ethel watched him furtively, she felt
satisfied, safe and happy. She was
taking him to a stalagmitic cave in the
ranges, which was one of the few
sights of the district.
"We are almost at the gully where
the cave is, Mr. Brand, and fifteen
miles from civilization.
"They have not seemed five, Miss
Ethel. Do you often come here?"
"No, nor would I now unless I was
with a brave man. Because the natives
ire still sometimes troublesome in
these parts."
"Indeed!" stammered Hon. John,
growing a shade paler, while his lower
lip trembled. "Is that why you told
me to bring my gun and revolver?"
"Yes," answered Ethel, noticing his
agitation, and hastening to reassure
him. "But don't be at all uneasy about
me. I am perfectly safe with you."
At this moment the most savage
and startling yells rose from every side
fo them, while a shower of spears sped
from unseen hands and rattled against
the rocks behind.
"Merciful heaven." shrieked Hon.
John Brand, as he dropped on his face,
and rolled Instantly Into the cave, In
an apparent paroxysm of mortal agony
leaving poor Ethel outside.
What Is that? Shots in the gully?
Aye some one Is coming to the rescue
and shooting as he speeds near.
The gunpowder smoke drives into
the cave and at last leaves her vision
clear to what is occurring outside
Here comes poor Jack Lefoy, empty
ing his revolver to right and left. In
heroic style, with the reins in his glis
tening teeth and his blue eyes blazing.
"Ah, safe, little girl?" cried Jack
loudly.
"I am, but I fear Mr. Brand Is
killed."
"Let's find out,-the danger Is past."
said Jack Lefoy as he strikes a match
on his riding pants and holds it up.
Wlieat Hear? Ceor Waa tar.
In the late seventies Henry George,
the singletaxreformer.cameeasi from
California. He was desperately poor
auu nau uui lew acquaintances.
Shortly after his arrival he lectured
before the Saturday Ethical club of
New York, where bus brilliant oratory
and shabby alitire made so striking a
contrast as to excite the sympathy of
those present.
After he left the club appointed
committee to aid hiui in getting up
public lecture. Anions oilier, the
committee included Seth Low, who
was then engaged in business. He was
in consultation at the time, and the
coiaiiiitiee were in a hurry, so he told
them to send him a lot of tickets. Tbey
forwarded 20 to him the same day
and felt happy at having secured fid
for the lectture fund. The next morn
ing came a letter of thanks from Mr.
Low praising the lecturer's intellec
tuality and inclosing a check for $250.
The affair was a success, nettingr
about $300, so that President Low may
be said to have been the first man to
start Mr. George on his eastern career.
Twenty years later, in 1897, Mr. Low
was a citizen's candidate and Mr.
George the labor candidate for mayor
oi iew lork. The latter made a vig
orous campaign pnd in all his speech
es advised all the oiti.ens, if tiicy
could not voite for him, to vote for his
friend Suth Low, and on one occasion
he said that if it bad not been for the
"'" ue wouiu no: oe mere as a can
didate. Few understood his full mean
iug. Saturday Evening Post.
How He i.ut HI Start
"There is r young man in Chicago,"
says a local physician, "who now has
a good business and bright prospects
who secured his start in life uy secur
ing $4 that did not belong to him. I
hardly know under what to class the
incident of obtaining the money. I
will let the Btory explain his aotions.
Ihlo VCUIiT liiuli arrived in Ciiifsiim
one day without funds, but wkh plenty
of nerve and push. He wanted mon
ey to secure a meal and pay his room -rent
until he could secure a position.
Believing he could find some man who
would help him if he told his story in
a straightforward manner, he entered
a cigar establishment in Dearborn
street. He was about to explain his
condition and ask for assistance until
he could get a position when the pro
prietor looked up with a fierce scowl,
tie turned to his partner, and they
held a consultation in a whisper for
a few moments. 'Sow, take this $1
and don't bother me about that bill
again. That's all you will get, and
now you can get out of this place in
a hurry,' exclaimed the storekeeper.
"The young man was pushed to
ward the door with the money in his
hand, and, try as he would, the store- .
keeper would not let him talk. Once
in the street the bewildered fellow
considered the matter in every detail
and decided to keep the money. This
he did, and a month or go later he
agaiin walked into the cigar store and
told his sstory and returned the man.
ey." Chicago News.
Hon. John Krand was discerned In
the act of getting up. He had heard t'.ie
magical words, "The danger is past
and recovered his senses quickly. Ho
was likewise un wounded.
"Oh," cried Kthe! In disgust. "Tuke
me home, Jack Lefoy."
The next day Hon. John Prnnd went
forth with his valet to pastures new.
Thioe months aft:-r this, , Ethel
changed her name from Wood ye tt to
Lefoy. Ucr Jack the real Jack, was
able to satisfy Squatter Woodyet t as
to his future prospects, his fathtr be
ing the earl of Mayblorsom ami him
self the eldest eon.
He never told his wife, however,
even when she became Countess May
blossom, and would thus have forgiv
en her lojd any trick for love's sweet
sake, that he had been at school with
Hon. John Ilrand, and, then fore, knew
his peculiarities. Nor did he tell her
that the natives were a friendly tribe
whom he had bribed to net this Utile
drama, so that he might win hi luve.
Buffalo News.
THE POLITIC WAY,
"Yes, Algernon, I will be your wife!"
she Said simply.
The heart of the bronzed soldier beat
high with Joy.
"Then you have not forgolttti me?"
he exclaimed.
"I may have .forgotten ynu, hut 1
hope I haven't forgotten my manners!"
she replied, with something of hau
teur. h course,' It Is always the polIU
thing to comply with requests.
Tlie Absent laiuded Professor.
I have a (story of a cent I Oman nna
engaged in educational work which is,
I think, somewhat remarkable and i
also quite true. This gentleman was
once professor of mathemutics in a
fine iiew England college. He was
greatly interested in the work and de
voted himself so wholly to it that a
natural tendency which he had to ab
sentmindedness became much accen
tuated. One day when he had guests at din
ner and was helping them to fish from
a platter he took a plate bottom aide
up, put a hsh on the bottom of the
plate and handed k thusto oi-e of the
guests. There was a laugh at once,
and his wife said, "My dear, if your
absenimindedness has gone so far that
you areservingpeople food on the bot
toms of plates, I shall insist on your
resigning your professorship."
She did insist on it, and he resigned
and went into another and more gen
eral field of teaching. He is still a lit
tle inclined to be forgetful like some
of the rest of us but he has never
since served food on the bottom of f
plate. Boston Transcript.
It is disappearing fast; it has al
most vanished, the London of Pepys;
but a few traces of it are still left
and should be visited by lovers of the
past and readers of the famous
"Diary" before they are entirely swept
nway. Jiegrot can never cease that a
threatening of blindness should have
forced Pepys to close his manuscript
'14 years before his death and ihatthu
it should only depict 11 years of his
lite for lis. Yet, as Mr. Lowell said,
"the lightest part of the diary is of
value, historically, for it enables one
to see the London of 200 years ago.
and, what is more, to see it with the
eager eyes of Pepys;" while there wi.l
ne lew ol its readers who will denv
ilint "there is probably more invohni
tliry humor in PepvV Diary than in
miy book extant. Pall Mall liuea
zinc.
There are in Montana winnhires of
beauty and value, biiftlicy have never
been as Kystonuiticallv worked iimIiu.j.
been the sapphires of the nr!..t,l
rue, they lire Light in color, but they
ae more brilliancy thnn 'the Asian
sapphires mid often exhibit (lienor-
ism, or double color, under different
lights. The supposition that a hiiii-
phire should be dark blue is possibly
P sponsible for the slowness of their
iicecpniuice in the market, but ns a mut
ter of fact sapphires lire not of ne-
cssity blue', they are green, vellnw.
ntrplc, white and when they ore rcil
ve call them rubies, for the mhv .(
sapphire tire Idennienlly the same,
save for a fraction of It per cent of
olr.ring metier, Brooklyn Kngle.
Fallot- trousers, or "trombone,
fiimts, ns they have Mometimra !
rxiuind In bell shape at the Ik.
il.'cil.
H lo be more easily kicked off
oi esse of the wenrcr'a fnln,...
'he waiter.
