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rrpIIKKK lias been a flight tl.ov.tr
of raia the nilit. but ere the
(tun topped the horizon thecloud-i'"
cleared away. When I came into the
garden the light and gladness of tlie
winner were on every side. The nwes,
linking off a shower of diamond drops
as I passed, filled the air with frag
rance, and every lesser denizen of bed
and border added Us share of sweet
nee. A blackbird was warbling In
a lime tree, whilst a faint music came
from the brook which skirts the green
lip of the lawn. ,
But my heart failed to respond to
the glad greeting of the summer morn
ing. I was at variance with myself
and with all the world. I had ar
ranged for breakfast at an early hour
so that I might catch the first train to
town, for I wished to escape at once
from surroundings which had become
unbearable. After an almost sleep
less night I had risen without looking
at my watch. Descending, 1 found
that I had fores! ailed even the servants
of the house, 'a I wandered into the
garden to pass an hour, restlessly
- tramping the smooth paths. With ev
ery tep I hurled defiance at the quiet
beauty of the roses and cursed the
blackbird for its soft, sweet singing.
At times 1 called rayseif a fool for
allowing an empty laugh to thus em
bitter me. I urged upon myftelf the
necessity for putting aside such mani
fest folly. What, I argued, was the
uncertain love of a foolish girl com
pared with the rewards which art and
learning hold out to their devotees?
And yet I argued with rayseif in vain
-my heart told me that my reasoning
was faulty.
Dolly and I had been friends ever
Ince childhood. I had come to re
gard her, half unconsciously, perhaps,
but really, as my special property.
I,ng ago I had settled it in my heart
that my life should be devoted to her
happiness, for I loved her dearly with
a love that had stood the test of years.
And I fancied I foolishly nurtured the
thought that Dolly was not averse
from me.
And now I had spoken to her only
last night. I told her that at last I
had an assured position, that I could
speak as a man amongst men. I
touched lightly upon the fortune that
I had so lately Inherited. Finally, I
told her that her parent and my moth
er were well pleased with our friend
ship. And I asked her then and there
to say that she would be my wife.
I paced the garden more quickly,
and clinched my fists In anger, as the
memory of the interview bit its way
Into my mind. I cursed my folly for
placing myself In a position where
ueh rebuff was possible, for Dolly had
laughed in my face, had thrown back
her pretty head, and, regarding me
through half-closed eyelids, had laugh
ed. Then she had said I recalled the
words with unpleasant distinctness:
. "My dear Jack, you know how glad
1 am to hear of your fortune and suc
cess. But why, O why, am I to be
your wife? I do not see any logical
connection between what you have told
me and what you have asked me. Anil
I have not the faintest idea of prom
ising any such thing."
Thus she had treated the whole af
fair as a huge and entertaining joke.
And I well, I had left her aloue in
the summer house and had gone away
feeling more angry than ever before
iu my life.
Suddenly, a I paced the garden
trying to comprehend what to me as
yet seemed impossible. I came face to
face with the cause of all my mis
quieting thoughts. She looked I was
bound to admit It as fresh and sweet
as the morning Itself. She had been
gathering roses aud carried a basket
filled with the fragrant blooms. With
out the least sign of surprise or em
barrasHiiient she advanced to meet me.
"Since when have yon taken to early
rising. Jack?" she Inquired with a gayj
little laugh. "1 admire your choice
if an occAHiuii for the experiment; the
morning is perfect, is It not?"
' Ignoring her question, ( said:
"I am off Iu town almost immediately
thai; it, as soon as I have had some
breakfast.."
I fancied that her face grew slightly i
graver as she exclaimed:
"So soon! Why, I thought yoa were
at least going to remain over my birth
day. We are such old friends, and
beeldwt, you know, yon promised."
. I tried to assume as unconcerned a
manner s iioasible.
"AW what took place last night,"
I raid, with dignity, "1 should hardly
feel justified In burdening you with
my anoint v for a moment longer than
I almol'itely neoesury."
Dolly severed the stem of a La
France rone and added the huge pink
tiosaom to her basket Then she said:
"Why, Jack, you surely know that
year presence Is no burden to me.
Eva when we were boy and girl to
gether and you uVd to to poll my
kJr, I wan always glad of your com
Ctajr. Ym see, f waa aoch a lonely
-ESCSa fftrtr ad yoa were alwaya kind
-feratwy."
' I Tred Um noaMfnl roamUmeat
'J fmr 17, negu pnaviy,
I r: la aaU y
K. ' . llOrfaSMi to tafar ta pet-
r f Xtt raaa. Cko aail
' syL"V (bfcCpJal
Ha
' 1 ' ' W gj
aud forever. It can uever be the samt
again."
r "Then" what a "pity "you" said '"What
you did!" she cried; "it was ail your
fault, you know. O, w by did you do
it. Jack?"
"Really, Dolly," I answered quite Ir
ritably, "I confess I am at a loss to
understand how the blame can be
shifted to my shoulders. 1 merely told
you certain things that that 1 could
not help telling you. And you answer
ed me with a laugh. I think the
blame is all on your side."
She thought for a moment and then
replied:
"Yes. Jack. I know quite well that
I laughed. But it all seemed to me
so funny. I could not believe that you
were in earnest."
"A man Is usually much in earn
est when he offers himself and his
fortune to a lady!" I exclaimed, sar
castically. "In a way yes." returned Dolly,
with a quaint assumption of sageness,
"but It seems to me a little absurd that
he should expect to be taken seriously
necessarily. You see, it is quite pos
sible that the lady may not care about
the fortune at all."
I was exasperated.
"Dolly!" I cried, "it is perfectly plain
to me that you do not comprehend the
meaning of the word love.' Men do
ask women to marry tliem simply be
cause they have money enough to keep
them at least, a man who loves a
woman doesn't."
I ended rather lamely. Dully looked
at me a little wistfully.
"Perhaps you are right. Ja k," sha
said, slowly. "Perhaps I do not under
stand love. But, then, love Is a diffi
cult thing to understand, I think."
"O, Dolly, Dolly!" I cried, almost to
despair. "It Is really so easy to love.
. -a
&mm
' - I - 1 a .
"PERHAPS I DO NOT t'SDERSTVND
I.OVF."
Why will you not understand? Whj
do you continue to dlslelieve me? 1
have loved you for yearscan't yod
feel that I love you, Dolly?"
Her lips began to quiver.
"Jack, Jack."' she cried, and looked
at me appealingly, ami then, "hut yod
; never told me that you loved me. Mow
could 1 possibly know?"
"I never toid. Bui, Dolly, you must
hare known. Why. I asked you to bf
my wife!"
"Do!ly !o: k d a' me in a curious man
ner. "Don't people sometimes do that
without loving?" she asked.
I was at a loss for a reply. Dolly
was toying with the rose petals again.
"I thought," she continued, "that you
wanted a wife, and - well I am a lit
tle pretty, you know, and "
I caught her in my arms, and she
did not resist. I held her from me
and looked searehingly Into her eyes.
"Dolly." I cried, "do you or do yoti
not love me?"
"O. Jack," she answered. "I've loved
you ever so long almost as long as I
can rememlier."
I drew her to me and kissed her
not once but several times. The lias-
ket of roses fell from her hand, aud
the sweet blossoms were scattered oil
the garden path.
"Then you will be my wife?" I ask
ed at last between the kisses.
'Yes, Jack, of course, now that I
know you love me. Hut please please
don't smother me !" Chicago Tribune
Novel Prison Reform.
A new criminal bill Ik aliout to be
discussed in Italy, and It is thought In
Rome that It will be passed. It pro
poses to concede to those found t
have been unjustly condemned to prl
on an Indemnity, to be decided upon
by the courts. If the person has been
In prison through a real Judicial error
the Indemnity w.ll In some way corre
spond to the financial loss which b
and his family have sustained, whlls
if he has la-en condemned through the
bad faith of H third -rson, llirongb
false testimony (for which, of course,
the court which condemned him Is nol
responsible), the indemnity will l
less, but at least he will have lb
wherewithal to begin life anew. H
has liecn proposed to indemnify thosa
living when the law passes who hava
already been released from unmerited
condemnations, or the families of
those wbn have died while undergoing
unjnat sentence.
Why Ma Wsadstf More Malrjr.
Eaiptayer Way, I rained yoor aalarj
oaly foqr waafca ago!
r.m toy-! know; bat that a jaac th
Mttar. fa tyiag to lira 09 to tb
rataa I aatanlly arerdM K.-Baati
TrMacitpt.
'(;. TI a ii 1 1 il i m T .
Harper and Brothers announce Soni
of Two Centuries, a new liwk ol
poems, by Will Car'etou, author ol
l'arm Ball, ids, Farm Festivals, Citj
Ballads. e:e.
The authors,'. i;i t.f Little Bn-cclies
vvri'teu by il.11. John Hay, was fre
qiielitly atttiliu ed to the late Brel
'A''!!'... A .V1 la.jx unco yaM to liita:
"I am highly ph-ased to meet you
Mr. Mart.'. I have r -ail all your poems
but f-u joyed I.l'tle Breeches the most."
"Panlou me, madam," said llarle
"but you have put the. Little Breeches
on the wrong man."
Anna (Catherine Green has stipu
lated that the heroine in her new
story, iu I,eIle'!J Monthly, should
neither 1' dressed by the artist In
shirt waists nor bear any resemblance
to the Gibson girl type. "Let us liavt
some good old fashioned types of love
ly women." she says. "There can I
no picturesqueuess. and but little ro
niance, w here there Is a shirt waist."
We are Inclined to think that rite Sum
mer girl, at least, will dispute Mrs
Green's theory.
Baron Taiichnitz. the German pub
lisher, has made an Interesting con
fession. When the suggestion wai
made to him that his terms to writers
might be Improved upon he answered
by showing that the circulation ol
books published by him is much sioull
er than Is generally supposed. A sale
of 3,0'K) copies is fair, and ?5,(XKi If
very good, while a clrcuhiHou of 10
0O0 lias been obtained only in sis case?
out of 800 in the last ten years.
Clara Louise Burnham, whose Chris
tian Science novel, Tiie Right Princess
has recently been Issued by Houghton.
Mitfiin & Cm., Is a daughter of the
late George F. Root, one of the most
popular of American song-writers.
Mrs. Burnham was born In Newton,
but when she was nine years old thf
family removed to Chicago, which ha
since been her home. The decision of
the reviewers to whom she submitted
her stories was unfavorable, but that
did not deter her from trying again. A
poem sent to Wide Awake was her
first accepted work, and No Gentlemen
was her lirst novel.
Mark Twain Is one of the many long
sufTertug authors who are continually
in receipt of letters containing re
quests for favors. He is under the im
pression that when people find time
hanging heavily on their hands they
sit down and write a letter to hinj
asking for something. "In my judg
merit," he said recently, "no compli
ment has the slightest value when il
Is charged for, yet I thiok I never jrot
one unaccompanied by the bllL The
lutest letter Mr. Clemens has received
Is something in the nature of. a climax.
A school teacher asks for his portrall
in oil. "There Is nothing we would
appreciate so much," wrote this ad
mlrer. "It could be used for years
and years in the school." The fact
that it would cost the author a thou
sand dollars or so entered nowhere In
the calculation of the correspondent.
Living on .Ships Ashore.
An Interesting feature of English
coasts where there is plenty of shiji
piug is furnished by the cheery homes
made in the hulks of vessels before
they fall into the hands of the ship
breakers, whole families living in
them for years at a stretch. Not far
from a watering place near the mouth
of the Thames a vessel of consider
able size, that was one stormy night
cast high and dry and on a pretty even
keel on the sands, has now within It
quite a separate population of most
resectable working people, who seem
to get on together quite as well as do
the average Inhabitants of any city
court.
One most respectable looking house
wife, who occupies, with her husband
and family, a part of this hulk, de
clared that she had never In her life
had more comfortable or cleanly quar
ters. And all the hulk-dwellers aver
red that, so far as fresh air and
bealthfulness went, their dwelling on
the sands was worth a thousand of
such slums as most of them had been
compelled to live In previously.
Near the Medway are a great many
hulk dwellers who have never paid
any bouse rent for years, and most of
the men are genuine hard working
and respectable laborers. This is ac
counted for by the fact that the more
orderly and well-conducted of these
people stick together with a common
Interest, and they very soon eject and
get rid of any riotous member whose
conduct may cause the owners of the
hulk or the authorities to Interfere.
One bulk that Hie writer went over
had seen much amateur carpentering
work In the way of uiatcbboardlng di
visions, and there were scores of potf
of flowers In or about the cabins.
Bad Man with Blue Kye,
"Sly observation has lieen that most
of the bad men of the border were blue
eyed. A man with a soft blue eye will
always be selected by a bully as a vic
tim In preference to those snapping
black, brown or cold gray eyes. On the
average men possess about the same
amount of courage, and when the blue
eyed man has been imposed upon suf
ficiently he resents It; one combat pre
cipltatea another, till he gets a reputa
tion op to which he feel be mutt live,
riiere hi your fighting man." Every
body' Magaclne.
Inevitable.
Nail How did I hey happen to be
eooM angarcd?
a3 Bar father aaM ' that aha
tSactt arm Barry him. loimiCh
THE PANTHER LET GO.
A Man Strangely (Saved by the Beaet'e
Act W hen Near l'eatb.
"You would like to know how I came
by these marks, youug man?" said the
old hunter In answer to a question put
to him by one of the party as to how
he got so many scars on his face. "Iu
order to tell you I will have to take
you with me sume miles over a loug
road, then along a narrow trail that
leads off from the road Into a dark
wosl.
These woods are on the side of one
of the tallest and wildt-st of the Black
ITillu In Wt'i.uitmr anri nra tnnwn in
hunters in that vicinity as one of the
most dangerous places to hunt. This la
on account of the many cavities in the
rocks, which are huge boulders scat
tered over the ground. These offer ex
cellent hiding places for large game,
which Is plentiful there. In these cavi
ties the panthers and wildcats make
their lairs. They are undisturbed In
this wild place except by the occasion
al hunter who has pluck to venture In
these parts. Well, I was one of these.
I followed the trail all day, and by
night had reached the shadow of the
dark wood. There was a faint moon in
the sky and by its light I could but
faintly distinguish my surroundings.
All around uie lay great black objects
of different shapes, which 1 knew to be
boulders.
"The silence was something awful,
and It seemed to me as 1 stood there In
the deserted spot that there could not
be a sound in all the world. Not the
rustle of a leaf stirred the air, not the
chirp of a cricket, not the hum of an
Insect. It was awful. I Btood there In
the midst of It, fearful to awake an
echo. If the silence was grand the
awful wall that startled me was ' rri
ble. It went out of the darkness some
where near me.
"It seemed to have sounded In my
eye. It woke an echo that went sound
ing through the woods again and again,
then back once more to me. There was
no need for me to try to see what it
was. I knew it was a panther. Was It
behind me, In front of me or at my
side? 1 could do nothing but wait for
another wail or hear It stir. See I could
not, the darkness was so Intense. I
stood ready to fire at the first chance.
Like a thunderbolt, something leaped
upon and overwhelmed me. I felt its
sharp claws sink Into my flesh. Its hot
breath was upon my cheek as It bore
me to the ground. Already Its teeth
were sinking Into my side, and I felt
the hot blood trickling down. My arm
got twisted under me in the fall aud I
was powerless. The great eyes, like
coals of fire, were staring nie in the
face.
"My strength was going, and I could
feel myself growing more and more
helpless. I managed to wrench one
hand from under me and get my knife.
The beast was crouching over me, and
I made a wild pass at him. The knife
missed Its mark and glided harmlessly
over Its hide. I did not have the
strength to strike, I raised my arm to
make another pass, but I found I had
hardly enough strength to hold the
knife. The beast, with open Jaws,
made a lunge at my arm. It caught
my hand, and Its Jaws closed over the
blade of the knife. With a bowl of pain
the beast jumped high Into the air and
rolled over and over on the ground. I
was free, and going over to my enemy
saw that the blade bad entered I he roof
of the mouth and pierced the brain.
The beast was helpless, and lay groan
ing until morning. I lay down and slept
with my head on the soft skin." New
)rleaus Times-Democrat.
BEAUTIFUL DEVOTION.
Ftranice Mania of a Man Who bit by
HI Wife'. Tomb.
In beautiful Evergreen Cemetery,
Brooklyn, where many prominent per
tons rest beneath costly monuments of
atone and bronze, the most unique, as It
Is one of the most beautiful, memori
als Is that which bears the names
"Jonathan and Mary E. Ueed." No
spot is more frequented aud none pos
sesses a more peculiar Interest. Hither
have come eminent men of this and oth
er countries preachers, lawyers, mil
lionaires and titled visitors who have
conversed with the eccentric man who
was the builder of the tomb and who
dally sits at its entrance and, upop.
mention of the name of the wife who
rests within, dilates upon her virtues,
bis affection fcr her and their mutual
happiness :c fhe days when she was
live. It is a mania with him, but It
KKl:U AT MIS WlfKK TOMB.
hows a devotion which might well be
t lesson and an Inspiration to other
men to whom the great separation has
not come. Iu the nine years since his
wife died no day bus passed when his
health would permit (hat he did not
visit the place of her burial.
Jonathan Reed went to Brooklyn
many years since from Plttstown.
Rensselaer county, where he wag born
about 70 yean ago. He engaged In the
trucking business and prosperity came
lo him. He acquired a fortune and with
bla wife lived la comforts Me, bat not
luxurious, circaniaUacta. a boiw oa
roted couple oomM sot hare ban found.
Nlao tinea they croud tba oceaa and
vkilted foreigi tttkta. la ICS ale wife
Cad aa4 taoa, at a eoat af Mar taoa-
sands of dollars. Reed had the tomb
built Iu which they were eventually to
rest side by side. By constant attention
and the employment of the most mod
ern methods of embalming, the body of
1 the woman has been well preserved. It
lies In a casket on one side of the tomb,
j covered with spreads, w hile the casket
; In which he Is to lie placed when the
end comes Is on the other side of the
room. Every morning he leaves his
1 home on one of the residence streets of
Brooklyn and walks to the cemetery.
Entering the tomb he goes over to the
casket, removes the spreads, looks
through the coffin glass upon bis wife's
face, and says, "Good morning, Mary.
Then, replacing the covers, he walks
outside and seats himself before the
door. With visitors he converses Intel
ligently on all subjects, until bis wife's
name Is mentioned. Then a vacant
stare comes to his eyes and bis mind
goes back to the days when the two
were happy together and he talks of
her. A dread of separation at times
overtakes blm and be expresses the fear
that he aud his wife may lie parted
after his death. He has been urged to
take ocean voyages, but has steadfastly
refused, because of the thought that
he might die while away, and then he
could not occupy the place he has pre
pared for himself by her side. Around
the tomb are flowers and shrubs, mak
ing It a spot of exceptional beauty. On
the door of the tomb are pictures of
his wife upon which be fondly gazes.
BpfRjTRlSWES
Thirty thousand English women llvt
on canal boats.
The barometer rises higher at Irk
utsk, In Siberia, than anywhere else
in the world.
It Is estimated by engineers that the
leakage from the gas pipes of London
equals 0 per cent of the total manu
facture.
In Bohemia sixty-three nobles own
the greater part of the country. None
of their estates are less than twelve
thousand acres.
The record price for a clock Is $lfS,
WW paid for the clock made by Ixiuis
XVI. of France. It was purchased by
one of the Rothschilds.
The finest garden hedges In England
are at Hall Barn, In Buckinghamshire.
They are over thirty feet high, are Im
mensely thick and nre clipped so as to
present the smooth, velvety appearance
peculiar to the finest yew and box
hedges.
In Russia, when a weapon of any
kind Is purchased, a permit must be
secured from the local authorities. The
name of the man w ho makes the pur
chase, with the number of the weapon,
Is recorded. If the purchaser ever
wants to dispose of the weapon, he
must notify the authorities and cause
the transfer to be recorded on the
books of the firm which sold It
The biggest tree on the face of the
earth has just been found In a wild
and unfrequented nook in California.
It measures 109 feet In circumference,
or having a diameter of thirty-two feet.
This tree, fortunately, stands just
within the limits of the Fnited Stales
forest reserve. It Is supposed to lie
four thousand years old, and when our
Saviour walked the earth In-the Holy
Laud It Already bad a diameter of
about twenty feet.
In an experiment whose purpose was
to trace the stages of development of
a baby's mind, the Infant was placed
liefore a mirror daily. During the ear
liest singe of the test, he simply looked
at his reflect Ion, as birds do. He next
showed fear of It, as do many of the
higher animals. He then grasped at
It with his hands, as cats strike at
reflections with their paws. loiter he
looked behind the glass to find the ob
ject, as cats and monkeys have been
known to do. But on the 420th day of
bis life he deliberately turned the
glass at different angles to obtain the
required reflections, an intelligence not
possessed by any animal other than
man.
The Poor DrnggUt.
"Got any almanacs?"
"Here are two or three."
"Can I use your telephone?"
"Help yourself."
"And have you a directory?"
"You will find It on the other coun
ter." ,
"Well, I'd like a little piece of llcor
Ice root for the baby."
"Here you are."
"Now, where can I dry my feetf
"Sorry, but the fire Is out."
"Fire out? Why, you are the most
unaccommodating druggist I ever
saw."
Too Many f..r the farmer.
Irate Farmer Say, can't you read?
Lone Fisherman Yes; why?
Irate Farmer Don't you see that
sign over there marked "Private No
Fishing Allowed?"
Iotie Fisherman Well, In the first
place, I don't believe In signs; bo
sides, I never read anything marked
"private," and, furthermore, I'm not
fishing aloud, but quietly.
Before the astonished farmer could
catch his breath the lone fisherman
was half a mile op the pike with 0
lovely bunch of fish. Baltimore Amer
ican, Wi of a ftorrowing Widow.
"Yes," sobbed the widow, "me poor
husband waa cut right lo two be tba
cars."
Terrible! Terrlblett"
"It waa a. ' The wheels Jlat ruined
tba braodarw watch la bla vest
pocket." lad lanapeJ la Preea
Mlaaca My ba gold, rat tte
cl af im tliil MKM
A CANDIDATE'S NEMESIS.
Implacable Knemy and Hie Itog Fol
lowed Him Kverywhere.
A man of some note in his own State
who was ,1 king a race for the legis
lature had incurred the enmity of I'n
le Curt, a rich man, something of a
irunkard, but able, shrewd and in
fluential. He had a profound hatted
for the cundidate. He followed him to
all of his engagements, always enter
lug the bulldiug wbeu the speech was
being made Just as it was fairly be
gun, followed by his -ungainly little
dog Trip. -- He would stand or. sit near
the rostrum and stare Insolently Into
the siM-aker's face. Invariably with the
result of so angering and coufusiug
him as nearly to "throw him off the
track."
The office seeker felt relieved in his
mind each day as his engagement
were farther and yet farther from
Uncle Curt's home, but each day Irs
hopes had the hose turned on them
as l!ncle Curt and Impish little Trip
marched In and faced him.
Finally there was a long Jump, and
the next speaking was to be Ht the
most remote and most important mu
nicipality In the district.
The aspirant km w that He re wi.uld
be a large crowd, lie felt certain that
his dual Nem. Sis would U-H fo low
him.
When the hour came he was in
line spirits. The crowd was large and
responsive the p aki-r was witty and
eloquent.
He was at the very crisis of a cli
max when, to his horror. 1'iicle 'it; t
and fiendish Trip marched .-.oli itmly
down the aisle mid ( out' routed him
with their indolent stuns of disap
proval and hatred.
He who hud gone up into Hi-" ' -Ir-eumablent
niiiio.-phi-re of lb-i elo
quence like a rocket 1 a-i.e dou ti l.ke
a sodden slhk. says the . w Yolk
Times, and wln-n the depth of his hu
miliation had wcl! nigh choked his ut
terance Lucie I'tii't exclaimed, in toie s
that could have bun heard far beyond
the vicinage:
"Here. Trip, bark and ( xe.-i him!
By gosh. Trip, bark and cjnel him!"
Tramp Was Hungry.
Among the stories told to the Chris
tian Lndeavorers while they were in
Tfc.st.in was one cono-nMHS l-rl-.
patetic of the barcfooti-d variety and
a fanner, who was also a churn dea
con. The deacon was t:iKm luucu un
der his own vine fnd fig tree and unto
him the peripatetic said:
"Sir, I'm very hungry.'
"You haven't been shaved." replied
the deacon.
"No, but I'm very hungry."
"You're very dirty. Into the bar
gain." "Yes, but I'm very hungry."
"Well, can you say the J-ord's pray
er?" "No. I can't."
"Will you say It for a piece of,
bread?"
"I will."
The deacon started Iu with "Our
Father." at the same time cutting off
a slice as he enunciated the words,
says the Boston Herald. The tramp
repeated "Our Father," then suddenly
asked:
"Did you say 'Our Father?'"
"Y". ir Father.' "
"ion hiKt a moment." continued the
dirty mini. "You mean your father
mid my father.'
"I do," answered the d'-ncon.
"Then we are brothers," triumphant
ly proceeded the linhhavcd.
"We are."
"Then, for our father's sake, cut
that bread thicker and cut it quicker."
Had Tried The in All.
One useful element of a literary
style Is suggestion.. The author doe,
not tell a laborious story. He pre
sents a picture In as few words as
possible, allowing the reader to fill in
the details for himself. This was the
unconscious method of little Margaret,
who, says the Philadelphia Telegraph,
had had a present of some sugared
almonds, and was laboring under an
Impulse of generosity.
'Aunty, said she, "don t you want
some of my almonds?"
"Thank you, dear," was the prompt
reply, "1 will take one or two. Sugar
ed almonds are favorites of mine."
"Well, which Is the most favorites,
the pink ones or the white ones?"
"I will take the white ones, please;
that Is, If you don't mind."
"That'll be Just right, aunty. You
take the white ones, and I will 'keep
ihe pluk ones. They were all pink
st first."
Man'a Inhumanity to Man.
First Detective How did you miin
jge to get a confession from that des
perado? Second Detective Well, you see we
traveled together by rail for 200 mile.
First Detective But what had that
to do with his confession?
Second Detective I bought a cigar
Of the train boy and gave It to him.
After stnaking It ho thought ho wan go
ing to die, so he told 1110 everything.
I'roof.of Vellahlllty.
"And have you had expeiH-ncc a a
skilled coachman?" the gentleman ask
ed. "Wide experience, sir," was the re
ply. "1 worked In ten different places
the lust six months." Philadelphia
North American.
Making (he Beat of It.
"John," said the retired lawyer to bla
coachman, "aren't the horse trying to
run a way?"
Thejr be, air!"
"Then drive Into something cheap."
Electrical Review.
When a mnatache faila to Ucfcla a
woman It may ba truly tald tkat afet
fcaa M eaua at but
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