THE BEAUTIFUL SNOW.
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.u(dih8, nurrying uy, It lights uo the face and Its
sparkles the eye;
And even the dogs with a baric and a bound, snap at the crys-
talk that eddy around.
The town Is alive and its heart is aglow, to welcome the com-
Ina of beautiful snow.
How the wild crowd go swaying along, hailing each other with
humor and song!
How the gay sledges like meteors flash by-bright for a mo-
ment, then lost to the eye.
Ringing, swinging, dashing they go over the crest of the
beautiful snuw;
Bnow so pure when It falls from the sky, to be trampled In mud
by the crowd rushing by;
To be trampled and tracked by the thousands of feet, till It
blends with the horrible filth in the street.
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Once I was pure as the snow but I
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Fell, to be tramped as the filth in the street: fell, to be scoffed,
to be spit on and heat.
Pleading cursing, dreading to die, telling my soul to whoever
would buy.
Dealing In shame for a morsel of bread, hating the living and
fearing the dead.
Merciful God! have I fallen so low? And yet, I was once like
this beautiful snow!
Once I was fair as the. beautiful snow, with an eye like Its
crystals, a heart like Its glow;
Once 1 was loved for my Innocent grace flattered and sought
for the charm of my face.
Father, mother, sisters all, Ood, and myself, I have lost by
my fall.
The veriest wretch that goes shivering by will take a wide
sweep, lest I wander too nigh;
For of all that Is on or about me, I know there is nothing
that s pure but the beautiful snow.
How strange It should be that this beautiful snow should fall
on a sinner with nowhere to go!
How strange It would be, when the night comes again, if the
snow and the ice struck my desperate brain!
Fainting, freezing, dying alone, too wicked for prayer, too
weak for my moan
To be heard In the crash of the crazy town, gone mad in its
Joy at the snow's coming down;
To lie and to die in my terrible woe, with a bed and a shroud
of the beautiful snow.
J. W. Watson, 1852.
Father O'Flaherty's Tactics.
BY ETHEL M. COLSON.
(Copyright, 1301, by Daily Story Pub. C )
It was a neat little house In a neat
little street, Dennis Mullaney's resi
dence, but it was not alone because of
Its neatness that Mrs. Mullaney was
proud of It. She bad bought that
chouse on the Installment plan, mind
"you out of her own earnings as a
seamstress, aided by the little she
could save out of her husband's wages
of two dollars a day. And she bad
never, as she herself expressed It, had
"Uss than eight chllder ter kape"
While the house was in course of ac
quirement For these beloved "chll
der" the social ambitions were high.
It was no part of her plans that Molly,
her eldest and the flower of the flock,
should marry a "common teamster,"
although young "Jamesy" Murphy
owned a fine team.
It is doubtful if the young people
would ever have had a chance to be
happy without making a run for it,
which Molly would never have con
sented to do but for Father O'Fla
herty's assistance.
Father O'Flahcrty was the boyish-
faced priest at St Michael's, a young
man just out from Ireland, and, once
more to quote Mrs. Mullaney, "wur
rckln' lolke the very dlvvle ter bate
ther faver of homesickness," which
was consuming him. Father O'Fla-
herty was fond of calling at the Mul
, laney cottage because Mrs. Mullaney
reminded him of the good, hard-work
Ing, affectionate mother who had sac
rificed her own joy in his presence for
the sake of bis future well-being. He
was sorry, upon the occasion of the
call which directly followed Mrs. Mul
laney's flat against "Jamesy" Murphy
to see that Molly looked pale and trou
bled and that her eyes showed traces
of tears.
"It's hanberln' after .Tnmenv Mtirnhv
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that she do be," the Indignant mother
"It's hankerln' after Jamesy Murphy."
burst forth in answer to the good
priest's kindly Inquiry. "Hut It's cry
he'll have ter, unllss Jamesy alters
his ways."
. A gooa ian, Mrs. Mullaney," said
Father O'Flaherty, "and very steady
for his years."
Molly shot him a grateful glance,
but Mr. Mullaney grew more indig
nant MU may be steady aa the church fer
awl I ears," ahe declared, roundly,
"aa' aa barn sons aa Molly thinks him.
Qat aa young man that'a wlllla' tat
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the snow, Ihe beautiful snow, filling tba
sky and th earth below;
Over the housetops, over the street, over
the heads of the pfople you mtfit.
Dancine, flirting-, skimming along. Hrautl
ful mow! it can do nothing wroiitr.
Flying; to kiss a. fajr lady's check; clinging
t lips lit h fruiiewuiue freak;
Beautiful sr.ow, from ths heaven, sbovs,
pure as an angel, and fickle a love!
O! the snow, the beautlfnl snow! How the
flakes gather and laugh as they go!
Whirling about In IUrnaddi;nlng fun, It
"i .t-o rjio will, erci jftjiic.
fell: fell, like the snow-
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dhrlve team these days Is good enough
fer my Molly. It's eddlcatlon an'
sthyle thot helps a mon up In ther
wurruld these days."
"It's love thot makes people hap
py," ventured Molly, emboldened by
the priest's evident sympathy.
"I believe you're right, my girl,"
Father O'Fraherty told her a few mo
ments later, as she showed him out at
the front door. "Keep up. a good
heart and a good courage, Molly, and
you'll be a happy woman one of these
days.
Straight home to the study where a
committee of "solid" parishioners
"Heaven bless ye,. father."
waited to discuss plans for the build
ing of the new church went Father
O'Flaherty, thinking of Molly and
"Jamesy" and Mrs. Mullaney as he
went. And thinking a little, too, per
haps, of the bright-eyed, rosy-cheeked
Irish girl for whose sake be had been
hurried off to college a little earlier
than he had expected, but of whose
charms a man dedicated to the priest
hood from his Infancy had no right to
think. She, too, had looked a little
pale and troubled when last be saw
her. The thin face of Father O'Fla
herty looked thinner than ever as be
faced his parishioners.
"I'll leave most of the details to you,
gentlemen," ho said, presently, "but I
want young James Murphy to have
the contract for the teaming. He's a
good lad and the contract will help
blm. None of you will have any ob
jection, I am sure."
"Jamesy isn't prepared for't," sug
gested one of the three contract team
sters in the room.
"I understand he soon will be," was
Father O'Flaherty's quiet reply.
That night he had an interview with
the young teamster. -
"I'm thinking, James," was the sub
stance of this conversation, "that you
could borrow the money for a couple
of new teams from your father If you
had a good contract In sight, couldn't
you? And I myself shall be glad to
lend you the money for still another
good team and wagon. With three or
four teams you'd be In shape to un
dertake the tea ti Ing contract for the
new church of St Michael."
"Never mind thanks, lad," he con
cluded the Interview by saying. "Oo
and talk to your father and see If
you can't overcome Mrs, Mullaney's
prejudice against having a teamster
for a eoi.-ln-law by telling her that
you've gt the church contract"
"Heaven bliss ye, Father." aald
young "Jamesy," relapsing Into the
vernacular.
And, as Father O'Flaherty had ex
pected, Mrs. Mullaney's social ambl
tlons for her daughter recognized
wiue umerence oetween a " common
teamster who drove his own single
team and the " contract teamster" who
rejoiced in four teams and the church
contract
The neat little house was replaced
by a tall flat building some time ago,
aud Mr. and Mrs. James Murphy, bliss
fully nappy and successful, are Join
owners with Mr. and Mrs. Dennis Mul
mney of this new building. Father
O'Flaherty, albeit that he never finds
the near building quite so snug and
homelike as the old one, calls there
quite often and he is usually a little
happier for every visit .
The sweet little Irish girl of whom
Father O'Flaherty has no business to
be thinking slipped out this life last
winter, and It comforts the man who
has no business to think of her to
know that Molly Murphy, nee Molly
Mullaney, was made happy for her
sake.
RESPECT FOR THE LAW.
A Blow at
the President Is a Manaea
to ns Alt
ao far as the American people can
protect the life of their chief magls
trate against the common enemies of
all governments', no effort will be
spared to do so. A stricter enforce
ment of existing legislation, possibly
new legislation looking to the closer
supervision of the speech and action
oi Buspicious elements in the com
munity is likely to follow. A blow
directed against our president is
menace to each one of us, and we have
full right to take every precaution
against the foes of established order.
But In a democracy like ours, founded
upon free opinion and free speech
choosing its rulers from the ranks,
and desiring those rulers to' mingle
more or less freely, during their term
of office, with their fellow-citizens, it
becomes difficult and probably impos
sible to surround the life of an Am
erican president with those safeguards
with which European sovereigns have
grown sadly familiar. In witnessing
the slaying of our chief magistrate by
an anarchist, we are sharing in the
evil Inheritance of old world tyranny
and absolutism, without being able
to utilize those defensive measures
which absolutism makes possible. The
only permanently effective weapon
against anarchy, In a self-governing
republic, Is respect for law. Fortun
ately, this weapon Is within the reach
of every citizen of the American com
monwealth, and we believe that the
untimely death of the president has
already resulted in a profound popular
reaction against lawlessness in every
form. Atlantic Monthly.
Bis Question of Faith.
A religious old darkey had his faith
badly shaken not long ago. He Is sex
ton for a white church in a Fayette
county town, and one afternoon as he
was in front sweeping the pavement a
strong wind arose, tearing a piece of
the cornice off and taking a few bricks
out of the wall. Realizing that a eood
run was better than a bad stand, the
old man sought shelter in the station
ouse on the opposite side of the
street. Several minutes later a mem
ber of the church of which Uncle Ish
am is soxton came by, and noticing
him in his retreat, remarked that he
thought the station house a slranee
place for a man of faith to seek shel
ter in a storm when a house of wor
ship was near. "Dat's so, but whut's
a man gwine ter do when de Lord be
gins to frow bricks at 'im?" Memphis
Scimitar.
A New Fuel Gas.
Much interest is felt in England in
the Mond fuel gas, which Is made from
the cheapest class of small coal and
dnst, known as "bituminous slack."
This gas, which is intended for fur
naces; and gas engines, can, It Is
claimed, be supplied at a cost of four
cents per thousand cubic feet. It is
not a lighting gas, as it burns with a
pale blue flame, and its heating value
Is lower than that of iljumlnatlng gas,
but greater than most other "producer
gases." In the process of manufac
ture a very large proportion of the
nitrogen of the coal is recovered in
the form of sulphate of ammonia,
worth nearly two dollars for every ton
of slack gasified.
Artificial lea In Arizona.
A company has just bsen formed at
Phoenix for the unique purpose of
malim; ice by electrical currents and
storing it In artificial glaciers In high
altitude?, for jmrpcsrs of irrigation.
The inventors claim that their scheme
will not only solve the water problem,
but will tend to greatly reduce the
summer temperature in the arid re
gions. They declare that while, here
tofore, only heat has been produced
by electricity, they, by a simple proc
ess, reverse (he method and secure
the opposite results, producing In
tense com.
Aa Am let ad Ilrothcr.
Brother Dlckcy was under the
weather the other day, In describing
bis symptoms he said: "Yes, sun. hit's
true dat I ain't feelln' half well In
de fust place, I 'fllctcd wld rattlln' er
de bones; den I troubled wld battln' er
de eyelids, llftln' er da lef leg, wob
blln' er de right foot, en crackln' er de
top skull, All I needs now ter finish
me complete Is sis months er de un-J-lnted
rheumatism!" Atlanta Consti
tution. Borne men will do for strangers whet
their relatives may ask In vain.
The Diamond Bracelet I
By MRS. HENRY WOOD. I
Author of East Lynrte, Etc. I
CHAPTER I.
The afternoon of a hot June da;
was
drawing towards' evening, and tn
great world of London for it was the
be:ght of the season was beginning to
think of dinner. In a weil-furnished
dressing room, the windows being open
for air, the blinds drawn down to ex
elude the sun, stood a lady whose maid
was giving the touch to her rich attire.
It was Lady Sarah Hope.
"What bracelets, my lady?" asked
the maid, taking a small bunch of
keys from her pocket
"None, now; it is so very hot, Alice,
added Lady Sarah, turning to a young
lady who was leaning back on the sofa,
"have them ready displayed for me
when I come up, and I will decide
then."
"I have them ready, Lady Sarah?"
returned Miss Seaton.
"If you will be so kind. Hughes,
give the key to Miss Seaton."
Lady Sarah left the room, and then
the maid, Hughes, began taking one
of the small keys off the ring. "I have
got leave to go out, miss," she explain
ed, "and am going directly. My moth
er Is not well, and wants to see me.
This is the key, miss."
As Miss Seaton took it, Lady Sarah
reappeared at the door. "Alice, you
may as well bring the Jewel box down
to the back drawing room. I shall not
care to come up here after dinner; we
shall be late as It is."
"What's that about a jewel box?" In
quired a pretty looking girl, who had
come from another apartment.
"Lady Sarah wishes me to bring her
bracelets down to the drawing room,
that Bhe may choose which to put on.
It was too hot to dine in them,"
"Are you not coming in to dinner to
day, Alice?" ,
"No. I walked out, and it has tired
me, as usual. I have had some tea In
stead."
I would not be you for all the
world, Alice! To possess so little capa
bility for enjoying life. No, not even
for you, Alice."
"Yet if you were as I am, weak in
health and strength, your lot would
have been so smoothed to you that you
would not repine at or regret It."
You mean I should be content,"
laughed the young lady." "Well, there
is nothing like contentment, the sage3
tell us. One of my detestable school
room copies used to be "Contentment
is happiness.' "
I can hear the dinner being taken
in," said Alice; "you will be late in the
dining room." '
As Lady Francis Chenevix turned
away to fly down the stairs, her light,
rounded form, her elastic step, all tell
ing of health and enjoyment, presented
a marked contrast to that of Alice Sea
ton. Alice's face was Indeed strangely
beautiful; almos t too refined and deli
cate for the wear and tear of common
life; but her figure was weak and
stooping and her gait feeble. Of exr
ceedingiy good family, she had sud
denly been thrown from her natural
position of wealth and comfort to com
parative poverty, and had found refuge
as "companion" to Lady Sarah Hope.
Colonel Hope was a thin, spare man,
with sharp brown eyes and sharp fea
tures, looking so shrunk and short
that he must have been smuggled into
the army under weight, unless he had
since been growing downwards. No
stranger could have believed him at
ease In his circumstances, any more
than they could have believed him a
colonel who had seen hard service In
India, for his clothes were frequently
threadbare. A black ribbon supplied
the place of gold chain, as guard to his
watch, and a blue, tin-looking thing
of a galvanized ring did duty for an
other ring on his finger. Yet he, was
rich; of fabulous riches, people said;
but he was of a close disposition, es
pecially as regarded his personal out
lay. In his home and to his wife he
was liberal. They had been married
several years, but had no children, and
his largo property was not entailed;
it was believed that his nephew, Ger
ard Hope, would Inherit it, but some
dispute had recently occurred, , and
Gerard had been turned from the
house. Lady Frauds Chenevix, the
sister of Lfldy Sarah, but considerably
younger, had boon paying them an
ight months' visit In the country, and
had now come up to town with them.
Alice Seaton lay on the sofa for half
an hour, and then, taking the bracelet
box In her hands, descended to the
drawing rooms. It was Intensely hot;
sultry, breathless heat, and Alice
threw open the back windows, which,
in truth made it hotter, for the sun
gleamed right thwart the leads which
stretched themselves beyond the win
dow, over the outbuildings at the
back of the row of houses.
She sat down near the back window
and began to put out some of the
bracelets on the table before It. They
were rare and rich; of plain gold, of
silver, of pearl, of precious stones. One
of them was of gold links, studded
with diamonds. It was very valuable,
and bad been the present of Colonel
Hope to his wife on her recent birth
day. Another diamond bracelet was
thore, but It was not so beautiful or so
costly as this. When her task was
done. Miss Seaton passed into the
front drawing room, and threw up one
of Its large windows. Still there was
no air In the room. As she stood at
It a handsome young man, tall and
powerful, who was walking on the op
posite aids of the street, caught her
eye. He nodded, hesitated, and then
, crossed the strict as if to eulei.
x. jo uciaju; ULiereu Alice, unuer
her breath. "Can he be coming here?"
She walked away from the window
hastily, and sat down by the bedecked
table in the other room.
"Just as I supposed!" exclaimed
Gerard HSpe, entering, and advancing
to Alice with stealthy steps. "When
I saw you at the window, the thought
struck me that you were alone here,
and they at dinner. Thomas happened
to be airing himself at the door, so I
crossed and asked him, and came up.
How are you, Alice?"
"Have you come to dinner?" inquir
ed Alice, speaking at random, and
angry at her own agitation.
"I come to dinner!" repeated Mr.
Hope. "Why, you know they'd as soon
sit down with the hangman."
"Indeed, I know nothing about it I
was in hopes you and the Colonel
might be reconciled. Why did you
come in? Thomas will tell.
"No, he won't. I told him not Alice,
the idea of your never coming up till
June! Some whim of Lady Sarah's
I suppose. Two or three times a week
for the last month have I been march
ing past this house, wondering when
it was going to show signs of life. Is
Francis here still?"
"Oh, yes; she is going to remain here
some time."
"To make up forAlice, was it not
a shame to turn me out?"
"I was extremely sorry for what
happened, Mr. Hope, but I knew noth
ing of the details. Lady Sarah said
you had displeased the Colonel, and
after that she never mentioned your
name."
"What a show of smart things you
have got here, Alice! Are you going
to set up a bazaar?",
They are Lady Sarah's bracelets.'
So they are, I see! This is a gem,"
added Mr. iHope, taking up the fine
diamond bracelet already mentioned,
don't remember this one."
"It Is new. The Colonel has just
given it to her."
What did it cost?"
Do you think I am likely to know?
I question if Lady Sarah heard it her
self."
"It never cost a farthing less than
200 guineas," mused Mr. Hope, turning
the bracelet In various directions, that
Its rich diamonds might give out their
gleaming light. "I wish it was mine.'
What should you do with it?"
laughed Alice.
'Spout it."
'I do not understand," returned
Alice. She rtally did not.
I beg your pardon, Alice. I was
thinking of the colloquial lingo famil
iarly applied to such transactions, in
stead of to whem I was talking,
meant to raise money upon it."
"Oh, Mr. Hope!"
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"Alice, that's twice ycu have called
me 'Mr. Hope.' I thought I was Ger
ard' to you before I went away."
lime has elapsed since, and you
seem like a stranger again," returned
Alice, a flush rising to her sensitive
face. "But you spoke of raising
money. I hope you are not in tempo
rary embarrassment."
"A jolly good thing for me if it
turns out only temporary," he rejoin
ed. "Look at my position! Debts
hanging over my head for you may
be sure, Alice, all young men, with a
limited allowance and large expecta
tions, contract them and thrust out
of my uncle's home with the loose cash
I had In my pockets, and my clothes
sent after me."
"Has the Colonel stopped your al
lowance?" CHAPTER II. '
Mr. Hope laid down the bracelet
from whence he had taken it, before
he replied.
"He stopped it then, and I have not
had a shilling since, except from my
own resources. I first went upon tick;
then I disposed of my watch and chain,
and all my other little matters of
value; and now I am upon tick again."
"Upon what?" uttered Alice.
"You don't understand these free
terms, Alice," he Slid, looking fondly
at her, "and I hope you may never
have occasion. Frances would, she
has lived In their atmosphere."
"Yes, I know what an embarrassed
man the Earl is, if you allude to that.
But I am grieved to haar about your
self. Is the Colonel implacable? What
was the cause of the quarrel?"
"You ltnow I was to be his heir,
Even If children had come to him, he
had undertaken amply to provide for
me. Last Chr'stmas he suddenly sent
for me, and told me It was his pleasure
and Lady Sarah's that I should take
up my abode with thpm. So I did,
glad to get into such good quarters,
and stopped there, like an Innocent,
unsuspicious lamb, till when was It,
Alice? April. Then the plot came
out They had fixed upon a wife for
me, and I was to hold myself In readi
ness to marry her at any given mo
ment."
"Who was It?" Inquired Alice, In a
low tone, as she bpnt her head over
the bracelets.
"Never mind," wld Mr. Hope, "U
wasn't you. I said I would not have
her, and they both, he and Lady Sa
rah, pulled me and my taste to pieces,
and assured me I was a monster of In
gratitude. It provoked me late con.
fesslng that I liked somebody else bet
ter, and the Colonel tarned ma out"
Alice looked her sorrow, but she did
not express it
"And since then I have been having
a fight with my creditors, putting them
off with fair words and promises. But
they have grown Incredulous, and it
has come to dodging. In favor with
nty uncle and his acknowledged heir,
they would have given me unlimited
time and credit, but the breach is
known, and it makes all the difference.
With the value of that at my disposal"
nodding at the bracelet "I should
stop some pressing trifles and go on
again for awhile. So you see, Alice, a
diamond bracelet may be of use even
to a gentleman, should some genial
fortune drop such into his hands."
"I sympathize with you very much,"
said Alice, "and I wish I had it in my
power to aid you."
"Thank you for your kind wishes; I
know they are genuine. When my
uncle sees the name of Gerard Hope
figuring in the Insolvent list, or among
the outlays, he Hark! can they be
coming up from dinner?"
Scarcely yet," said Alice, starting
up simultaneously with himself, and
listening. "But they will not sit long
today because they are going to the
opera. Gerard, they must not find you
here."
"And get you turned out as well as
myself! No! not If I can help it.
Alice" suddenly laying his hands
upon her shoulders, and gazing down
into her eyes "do you know who it
was I had learned to love, instead of
of the other?"
She gasped for breath, and her color
went and came.
"No no; do not tell me, Gerard."
"Why, no, I had better not under
present circumstances, but when the
good time comes for all their high
roped indignation must and will blow
over then I will! and here's the
pledge of it." He bent his head, took,
one long, earnest kiss from her lips,
and was gone.
Agitated almost to sickness, tremb
ling and confused, Alice stole to look
after him, terrified lest he might not
escape unseen. She crept partly down
stairs, so as to obtain sight of the
ball door and make sure that he got
out in safety. As he drew It open,
there stood a lady just about to knock.
She said something to him and he
waved his hand toward the staircase.
Alice saw that the visitor was her sis
ter, a lady well married and moving
in the fashionable world. She met her
and took her Into the front drawing
room.
"I cannot stay to sit down, Alice; I
must make haste back to dress, for I
am engaged to three or four places to
night. Neither do I wish to horrify
Lady Sarah with a visit at this unto
ward hour. I had a request to make
to you and thought to catch you be
fore you went In to dinner."
"They are alone and are dining
earlier than usual. I was too tired to
appear. What can I do for you?"
"In one word I am in pressing need
for a little money. Can you lefid it
me?"
I wish I could," returned Alice; "I
am so very sorry. I sent all I had to
poor mamma the day before we came
to town. It was only 25."
'That would have been of no use to
me; I want more. I thought if you
had been miserlng up your salary you
might have had a hundred pounds or
so by you."
Alice shook her head.
"I should be a long while saving up
a hundred pounds, even if dear mam
ma had no wants. But I send to hor ,
what I can spare. Do not be in such
a hurry," continued Alice, as her sis
ter was moving to the door. "At least
wait one minute till I fetch you a let
ter I received from mamma this morn
ing In answer to mine. You will like
to read it, for it is full of news about
the old place. You can take it home
with you."
(To be continued.)
TRIMMED HAT FOR "MERIKY."
America. Too nig for n English Woman
and She Returned.
One day a stout person penetrated
from the laundry to the drawing-room
door, hastily pulling down the sleeves
over her scarlet muscular arms. "If
you please, Missus," she said, "doost'a
think th' young lady as is so clever at
trimmin' th'ats a'd be so kind as to
trim me oop one? A' 'ardly like to
ask, but hoo's that kind a' thowt a'd
try." The young lady, a visitor in the
house, was greatly taken with the
Idea, and the dolly tub was left to it
self for a time while Eliza expounded
her views, which were definite, as to
choice among the prevailing fashions.
When the work of art was completed
she expressed high satisfaction. "A'
wanted to lulk well wen a' goes over
there to my son and 'Is family, d'yo'
see'?' "Over where, Eliza?" "Why,
over at 'Merlky, Missus; a'm going to
see un Just now. A' meant to las"
year, but a' couldna save quite enough
for th' passage money; now wi' yo'
washin' all winter that's a' right, so
a'm goln' over in th' Teutonic week
after next to 'ave a look round at them
aw'. There's my sister's 'usband out
too since last Barnaby, and my nee
bour as well. While work's been slack
in town, folks thowt they'd try th'
other side." So Eliza tried the other
side, too, but not finding It to her
liking, returned to Mllltown and reap
peared at the washtub with as little In
the way of travelers' tales as any one
who ever left ber native land. Nina
teenth Century.
Reform t OH Mraleo.
President Dial la said to be consid
ering plans to check the trusts In Mex
ico. One of the greatest of these la
the great Meilcaa lottery, with draw
Ings once a month la th City of Mex- '
Ico. Does Dial contemplate ay Inter
ferance with thai? St. touts ftar.