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Mo woman lias ever really thought
til photographer succeeded Id dolug
er Justice.
Gustave Dore's "Heir is to be
Staged. This seems to be getting pret
ty low down.
Marion Crawford has decided to
framatize one of hi novels. If it takes
well, he will arrange to dramatize ihe
other 5H.728.
Mary MacLane received 100 offers of
marriage while she was in the East.
No wonder Mary thinks the East is
"a crazy old place."
Some ministers are eliminating the
word "obey" from the marriage cere
mony. It's of no consequence, since
ihe world Is meaningless, anyway.
The strike has not been without its
Ieneflts. It has led to a more genera!
recognition of the fact that "antbxa
tlte" Is a noun and means "hard coal."
While there Is nothing so exciting as
church fight, It is generally agreed
that it la much better to pray for our
brother than to bat him wilh a ver-
The United States and Great Britain
landed marines in Samoa and ended a
evolution. The International arbitra
or has decided against them. Blessed
re the peacemakers!
Speaking of the surgical operation of
gastrectomy, or cutting out the stom
tci, a writer In the Lancet says he
'does not look upon the operation as a
iavorite one." Still he must acknowl
edge that it Is very Interesting.
A man who attempted to present a
aper to the sultan of Turkey was
Iwooped down upon by bashi bazouks
md cast into prison. He was released
ater when it was discovered that the
locument was not a bill, but a petition
Jot a government job.
We are feeling much relieved since
Serr von Brand, burgomaster of Bam
erg, Bavaria, has declared that the
le filing of the United States arms over
ne American consulate was the "wan
na act of an individual." We there
'ore ignore the act, which were impos
sible If it had been an official insult
"Our Lady of the Beeches" is the
atle of a novel that is just out. If
tor "Beeches" one could read
"Breeches" the romance would have a
strong Interest for various and divers
I us bands who are subdued and de
precatory when the partners of their
y and sorrows are in the vicinity.
H. N. Pillsbury, the champion Amerl
san chess-player, has announced that
je will play no more championship
Hatches, but will devote himself to the
raetlce of the law. The temptation
o make a profession of a sport or a
fame in which one is expert is strong
lpon many young men. but most of
.nose who yield to it soon become un
ltted for anything else. .Mr. Pillsbury
lets a good example.
American women seem to be hold
Tig their own In diplomacy as well as
dsewhere. The new British Ambas
tador to the United Stales married an
Imerican; the wife of the uew French
imbassador is also an American, and
!he Belgian minister married his wife
in this side of the mean. But proof
liat the women of this country can
raceessfully meet the competition of
he world was not needed. Every
imerican type of beauty is unsurpass
ed, and every American lover would
jballeuge the world to produce the
qual of the girl he likes best.
Why should old age be so dreaded '
Pne would think, by the way some
eople trick themselves out and try
avoid showing the marks of time,
liat old age was a crime. Yet old
age nt be one of the most beautiful
amasj of life Over and over again we
Mar It remarked bow good looking
Mrs. So-and-8o has become, and that
ter white hair has softeued her face
tad given her a beanty she never bad
before. That her wrinkles, too, seem
to add to her charms, for they are
scalable wrinkles, and. seem to be a
Mrt of reflection of bygone smiles and
Kindly, gentle Impulses and thoughts.
Old age la really never hideous unless
M be Vicious; so why so many people
I Weld desire to hide it Is a mystery
b many. Every rigbt-tblnking person
aspects old age. and sees nothing re
alolre or ludicrous In it unless It
ssasqoerades as youth.
! apite of the continued assertion
(MU enthusiasm for historical fiction
lias the wane the number of new pui
)Ccatlfas continues about the same,
fast reports of others on the way still
' fjsjM In. At the meetings of the New
Cftaad History Teachers' Association
fta Boston Professor Richard Burton
fcsd a) Intelligent word to say on the
reject f historical novels. He be
iivaa aa Immense interest has been
Caatii to the past generally, hot es
fTy la ear own national and colo
' ' 1 fait Be thinks historical fiction
J fcaaMaaeiy the study of history,
"y wlta the young, and that Its
i r J Maat. At the same time
fttrra art very careful at
) tt aMtpdag this klad of
T Wfttfsa la tao bast stylo.
JlZZsa If la a poattloa wall
close connection with a leading pub
lishing house enables blm to look at
the question from a commercial olnt
of view, while his former jxtsttlon as
Instructor lu a large university has
given him experience enabling him to
Judge of the value of historical fiction
upon the mliids of the young. Wheth
er Ihe historical novel is cause or ef
fect of the present interest In the past
or whether each is cause and each Is
effect is hard to say. One thing, how
ever, is certain- the amount of poor
stuff that has pasM-d current in 'he
guise of history ha had its day. The
public Is already disii-rning between
good and poor work in this line, and
only the fittest is to have a chance tc
exist. - - -
The question what we shall eat con
tinues to be an absorbing n to ihe
human race. There are moments in
the life of many a woman wb'.-n ' (if
world seems to her nothing but a va-t
market, from which she must snatch j
such food as she may. and spend her
whole force in nrctmi'ing it, only '.o
see it disappear from her tired bauds
before the greedy demands of appe
tite. Against the depression of this
mood there are a few remedies. One
is found in the di-terni'nation of the
housewife that In her heme the food
shall lie so cooked and served as to
remove the meal as far as possible
from the mere process of feeding, and
allay it with the satisfaction of those
appetite that we call the higher. The
meal swallowed hastily In a hot. tin
tidy room, from a table heaped rather
than spread. Is a degradation alike to
cook and to eater. On the other hand
a meal served with accessories so gor
geous as to dazzle all the senses is no
less vulgar. A meal, be it humble or
rich, set forth with the dignity and
seemllness which come from clean
linen, well-ordered dishes, and plenty
without surfeit, becomes a function as
worthy of a high spirit as the reading
of a good book or the hearing of mu
sic. There are two kinds of good cook
ing. One of them is represented by the
the work of the accomplished French
chef. Ills sauces are "creations." and
his omelette is worth the price of a
week's food for a family. The other
kind Is as simple as It Is inexpensive.
A dish of green peas prepared by a
New England farmer's wife; a Itowl
of "hasty pudding" eaten in the kitch
en where it was cooked; a plate of
maoaroui from the hand of an Italian
peasant woman these may be truly
triumps In the art of cookery. The
conclusion of the whole matter health
ful for the tired housekeeper and for
the overfed millionaire is that food
is a means to life, not life itself; and
that whoever overvalues or under
values it fails to live fully and richly,
Did Pelee Itob (iMl Wells?
Speaking of the decrease or almost
total disappearance of the gas pres
sure which was so long one of the
great peculiarities of the Beaumont
field, there is a novel theory advanced
Some men who study such things say
that just about the time of the erup
tion of Mont Pelee and the destruc
tion of St. I'ierre the gas pressure be
gan to lessen and In a short while a!
most entirely disapepared.
The theory is that the gas which
was under the ground at Beaumont ex
tended laterally under the earth all the
way down through the Caribbean Sea
and when it accumulated In large
rpiantitles under Mont I'elee the ex
plosion came and the supply was ex
hausted there. Id support of this wou-
derful theory attention is called to the
fact that the famous oil pool in the
Gulf of Mexico, south of Beaumont
many miles, and which has been the
wonder of mariners for years and
years, is on a direct line letween Beau
mont and Mont relee. So the 'M'ople
who deal in synclines and monoclines
and anticlines, says the New Orleans
Picayune, find comfort in believing
that the eruption of the volcano is
what has caused all the damage at
Beaumont.
The Genuine Article.
A certain lady of title recovered from
a rather severe illness. An adept with
the brush, and a regular exhibitor of
water colors in connection with the lo
cal art gallery, it was suppose! she
had overworked herself.
When the doctor was called In an old
nurse, who had been In the family
many years, bored the mgdlcal man
with her opinions as to tne cause of
the attack.
"It's them long hours an' hard work
of the palntln' what's done It," she re
marked directly she saw him. The
doctor wag preoccupied and scarcely
heard the remark.
"Has her lalyshlp exhibited any
traces of hysteria V he suddenly de
manded, turning to the talkative nurse.
"Oh, no, sir," was the unexpecte I
reply; "they was water colors, all on
'em real beauties, too!" Detroit
News-Tribune.
Bridget as a Mrs. Malaprop.
Bridget, who came to this country
last year, has a limited vocabulary, and,
while she Is learning fast, some of the
words and expressions that she has ac
quired do not always fit, ber ear not
having been accurate In getting the
right term. Thus the other day she
said to her mistress:
"Mam, shall I fix that Kansas back
duck for dinner?"
Again, Bridget was telling a tale of a
missing friend In this city, when she
exclaimed:
"I)o you know I believe when Katie
turns np she'll be found In the Potash
Field r
While at work on Friday a tremen
dona Mast near by la the subway rat
tled U llanos la the kitchen and the
girt cried ovt:
TkM goes taat rapid a snai
THERE SHONE A STAR.
I H, Rt a r t,T the mil-
. , lien fold iUwe!
i IL'la tbe wide blue
spaees we watr-u
l)J love;
-tars Ilk (mm of
sand h.r the n-i.
T h r o o g h wheeling
clusters of tv-jr.fU
"V Hut onre throngi! the
g.-ues of heaven
ajar,
Vh--ii t'hlid was
i..irn, there shone a
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rt,f na'.ace bsti:
I . . r , u .1.., ,,.m,
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in 1
Vji- "5 the ratiln niu: j
,- To the tpnt, lo (tie i
sliip. to the poor
mao'i cot -
Sirm J ! Uatue- wlu'-re Uod m n-l .Stem
not;
But f.nee. Jum r.n'-e, tbmnrh the f tr ajar.
;.,1 omd Child came, and there li"oe a
Siar.
'iter ; e-t (ilai-ea li (uMi-n llaht
Kimi-cjl like a t.irr-h tne livel-ug night;
h.iwin; ..w the wonderful f.:it,
"n stalely irpK-e-jiion. king anil urtesr.
And a tea rvelfius, n-otlng ritratien
Sought for the gift ihii had guerd ni'd
man,
Vfoen. tanners of Kior wsrjns fr,
iin-e. for his people. ;.d k'is!d a Star.
The Cmperor Mt !n hi piirpte rolie.
Holding the scepter thit awared the globe,'
Kent the slare to the labfirtng oar
l ittle tn him was a sroao the more:
W real bed with laurel the conqueror strode.
Trampling heart on hia naugnir road.
The t ry of the aiiguidhed quivered far,
Aod loi In the darkness there shone a
Star.
Out from a rare in the rlren rock
A candle flickered; who mar mock;
That thread of flame wits the answer sent
From Kanh to the Star tn the firmament.
On Ihe silence trembled a HaLe's rlrst
hreatb.
Child to tie Iird of t.lfe and Heath;
Safe a a bird In the tin nest,
lu the mothers arms, on the mothers
breast;
While the lowing klne stood wondering near.
And the ang' ls sang on the midnight clear.
And the midnight waned, and the dawn's
great car
Swept In where brtghtir Ibere shone a Star.
-Ierc:tret fr.. wangao-r, in vwmtans iiome
Contpa n!oD.
WON HIS CilLDREN'S lOVE jk
BY TnOMAJ HALL.
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KIXKI.ES of care furrowed
the forehead of John How
ard, wholesale leather nur-
chiiiit ot aew lork. cs net
sat in the library of Iuh
homo, and bis hair was tossed into dis
order by the combing of his nervous l;n
eis. His dull eyes gazed into the red
depths of a great tire, hut read no crim
son pictures there.
This was the man the world bad called
"complacent John Howard."
Eight years before, when he married,
people expected a change in his habits,
but they were disappointed. He had
merely added another part to his ma
chinery. He had carefully chosen the
kind of woman who would helplessly be
come a part of a machine.
When children came they, too, were
compelled to become parts of the order
ly, silent machine controlled by John
Howard. Meek little mites they were.
-No one suspected that they were chil
dren. There were three of them: Mary, a girl
of seven; Anna, a girl of five, and John,
a boy of four. By direction of John
Howard, good, plaiu names were given to
them, names that would wear. Meek
Mrs. Howard would have chosen differ
ently, but she was not consulted.
When the children came, John How
ard laid down the rules for their con
duct snd keeping: and never aft-nrcM
bothered himself about them. If he sar.
them once a d.ty it w as by accident. One
of bis rules, conditions, wns that he was
never to hear them, save when he wish
ed. Aa a result John Howard was ,i
father withont children ami the chil
dren had a living father, but were fath
erless. All this would have continued but for
one, inevitable little incident in life called
death" for death, after ail. is a pa-i
of life, and dying very often the uniu
part of living. The entrance of Mm.
Howard into the life of ber husband had
made no perceptible change in it. II
death had thrown every part of it out of
gear. There wen- three waifs in hi--bouse
who came at his bidding and look
ed at llm in a frightened sort of way.
How was he to win the love of hi
children 7"
How John Howard longed to enter that
play room! But he never dared. He
was afraid bis entrance would drive them
forth, and he realized that this room was
their own little world. Sometimes, in
agony, he listened at the door, and learn
ed how different they were from other
children.
How he longed for them to ask him
for something! What Joy he would lake
In granting them any wish! But they
had been brought up to ask for nothing,
to expect nothing, save on one day in the
rear. That day wag Christmas.
On that day they could expect wonder
ful new presents, they knew, from a mys
terious person called Santa Clans. The
late Mrs. Howard had cultivated this one
dear delusion In them, snd so perfectly
that they never dreamed that either she
r their father had anything to do with
the annual midnight visit of the good
little fat man. Of blm they talked
months before he came and months after
e left And with the presents he left
they played from one Christmas ijntll
the next, patiently waiting for the new
wies and carefully guarding the old.
Discouraged at. his failure to win even
Ae confidence of his children, John How
ird hired thit hopeless snUtltnte for a
mother, a nurse, to take care of them.
With business acumen and lack of or-
Jinary common sense he secured s grim
New England school teacher for this deli
rate position; and in less tuan a week
he succeeded, by perseverance and in
Instry, in casting more of a shadow over
he lives of the three wslfs than ever
John Howard had. But the waifs had
Keen taught not to complain, snd John
Howard knew nothing about It
One lingering hope remained In his
sreast. Could he make the coming
Christmas so happy for his chlldrenMbat
could win their love? He resolved
that he would take charge of the holiday
himself, and the preparations be wade
for It were extravagant. The presents
purchased for all the preceding Christ
siss celebrations st his house were as
lothlng compared tn the array that stood
sefore him on the floor, on tables and on
rhsirs, this Christmas eve when be set so
Token In heart before bis grste fire.
8 etli lag had happened. A mistake
sad ksaa a ads. The New Baglaad school
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teacher, io the interest of white winged
fnuh, had tnid hi cliihlren there waa no
Santa Clou. Thin he I. ad learned while
listening at th door of their playroom
that afternoon. And he. who bad io care
fully rehearsed the part of Santa Clans
for the performance that night, felt that
it would be a hollow mockery, now that
they knew, as we all do some day, too
much.
With a promptness and decision that
lijtd rhnraetrrtzed him alwara in bu!i-nct-M.
John Howard peremptorily dismiss
ed the New Kttgland school teacher, jsiv-
ins her a month's salary and no expla
eome to I nation for his wtranire conduct. The chil
dren elioiiM hare the hollow mockery of
Christmas at any rate. But the essence
f it h!k gone. He had heard his chil-
drt-n l-e!nre, between soba, that they
woiiid never luni up their stockings
Hj.-airt, and after ait iris the 'stocking and
not the tree that is the essence of Christ
inas sail the mystery of mysteries there
ef is the wonderful fnct that Santa Onus
can spend so much time and take
ninth pains in filling the stockings.
r.iit John Howard wns hiimfin. He
himself had looked forward to tln Christ
inas with greater expectations than had
toy ef his children.
He rose from bed and put on bis Iresa
itig gown and slipper. Then, with a
little night lamp in hia hand turned very
low, he went stealthily into the bedroom
where his children siept. Their clothes
were laid neatly on three chairs, and
from each chair he took a stocking snd
pinned it where the sleeping children had
l.een accustomed to pin them in previous
yea rs.
After this he made frequent trips to
the library and brought up load after load
of toys, candies and trinkets. Aod then
he began to fill the stockings. It was
kIow work. He had seen his wife do it
once. He had watched her then in s
mechanical sort of way. It was on the
preceding Christmas eve. She was ill
ind netTou and afraid to go about the
house alone. In a grumbling, protesting
way he had accompanied her.
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slUnHautms,
Wnid Santa Clans
"To judge by all
How glad he wss now that he bad! He j
dropped s moderately heavy object Into
lh. to. .eh .t.Lin. lo l.M It
.
ben an orange t uiake it capacious,
After this he slipped In a present for the
sake of a surprise, snd on top of the pres
ent he put a layer of candy. He won
dered thst the "tick tick tick" of Hit
candUs as they dropped did not awaken
the sleeping children.
He was slow st the work. It wss early
down when he finished. He blew out the
little night lamp ft rid sank Into a chair,
burying his face In his bands, snd his
hesrt in memories. Suddenly he looked
np snd ssw his three children standing
about him In the arc of a circle.
"It's paps," cried his eldest girl, rush
ing Into his arms. "Pnpa is Santa Clans.
It is papa who has been so good to as
and we hafen t loved blm.
"It's pspa," echoed tbs younger daugh
ter. "Papa P anty Close," said the boy.
And they, too, sidled up to hlra and
clung to blm, their little eyes beaming
with love.
And then John Howard knew that l.ia
stocking had been filled, also with the
love of his children. Criterion.
The New Year.
Ust, the Kew year bells are rlagtag
To sad fro. -
Mesas gas of rom fort tirlaglag
Clesr snd low.
Over ariesd ssd plain sad vaner,
Where Ike forest glasu rally.
Up throegb psrk sad street sad alloy
rstsss mow.
Ust, the New Tear bolls sat
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CHANGING
Like some prayer triumphant falling
On the ear,
Lo, the past Is past forerer.
In this hour Its bonds w sever,
And lu clouds shall darken Dever
Our New Year.
List, the N'w Yeaf htlls ar swarisg ..
nigh and low.
Pulsing, pleading, praising, praying.
As they go.
Now may every sin lie shriven.
And our hearts from sorrow riven.
All forgiving and forgivea
Here below.
Minneapolis Housekeeper.
Making Preparations.
"I want to get s turkey, and a bottle
of paregoric, and some mince meat, und
some pepsin pills, and some cranberries,
and some furniture polish, and a quart of
oysters, and a package of court platter,
and some sweet potatoes, and a fire In
surance policy."
Here the market man smiled merrily
and Inquired:
"Going to eat all thatr
"No," responded the customer, "but
the family Christmas dinner occurs at my
house this year." Baltimore Amricju.
The Annual Greeting.
"A Happy New Year to you!" Tb!a !
the greeting which Is heard on every aide
as we cross the threshold of the new year.
It has become a custom to repeat it. In
many cases It has little meaning, aod Is
nothing more than an empty compliment
or an idle wish. How much do you mesa
SANTA CLAUS' BIGtlOB.
ou Christmas eve, in jolly, good, fat glee,
these stockings here, they've turned the hose
by It? It Is very ess; to repeat the
formula. It Is a very simple matter to
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sn envelope. But when you send this
greeting, or speak It. do you regarj t ss
a pledge or promise that you will do
nothing to make the recipient of It un
happy, and that you will do all In your
power to relieve his tniletles snd bring
gladness to his besrt? Baptist Union.
Trim ml nc the Tree.
A Heal aalau
Old Seats la so ahasttaai arias
the cheer be brlan ears assay llsat
IHE SCORE.
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Christmas rYsstinir
i Ourm the middl. ... .t,
,llC ""ddle BgeS the
whole
funstmas season wa
mas aenaon iAn ....
( e. nm, j.,nity. in wbl(.,1 MIm ld ,Irik.
j g had a prominent pnrt. The Saxon
instinct of our English ancestors led them
to make of every holiday an occasion
for feasting. Plenty to eat and to drink
was their idea of a festival, no matter
how sncred might Ne Its associations. On
Christmas they not only lined their stom
schs with good capon, as did rlhskspesre's
justice, but stuffed themselves with sll
sorts of rich, nourishing food and strong
ly compounded puddings and pics.
Origin of Mince lie,
English plum pudding nd mince pls
both owe their origin, or sre supposed to,
to sn occurrence Attendant upon the birth
of Christ. The highly seasoned ingredi
ents refer to the offering of spices,
frankincense snd myrrh by the wise men
of the East to the Christ Child. New
York World.
Oivlng lllm a Chance,.
"Harriet, you ought to give me my
choice of s Christmas present once In
swhlle."
"Well, Herry, I'm willing; do yon want
a lamp shade, s sofa pillow or new laos
curtains?"
(battered Her Ideals.
Miss Asklt Why la Miss Wander so
psesimistic about Christmas?
Mlaa Telllt-Bbe bung op a $12 pair of
silk hose aa ysar, and soma one stole
them.
Whst yoa weald not wish doao to
a.