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We are not here to play, to drem. to dr. ft,
W bare Larvl work to d. and ioJ to irft.
Shun nut Ui itren,, face it- Tis God's gift.
Ray not the days are aril wbo'i to blame?
An J fold the hand and aojiiieace O ahame!
Htnd op. apeak oat. azsi bravaiy. in God s nam.
It matter Dot bow deep Intrenched the wrong.
How hard the battle gov, the day bow tang.
Faint Dot. figbt on! To-morrow comes the song.
-Maltbie D. Bebcock. In "Collected Writings."
By Consular Process
THE eonaul at Antiguia was Dot
particularly enthusiastic over
bti pusrt. It was finam-lal rw
out rather than inclination lb at kept
him there. Indeed, bad the financial
part of the equation been less imper
ative, be would bare packed up b.
few belongings, said good bye to Poti-
pnar the s;e person on trie coast, oy
the way, to whom be would have
cared to nay go-nl-bye and embarked
In one of the fruit steamer for God'
From a purely consular standpoint
Antigu'a was not an exciting port.
From te standpoint of nature, it was!
jnite the reverse. Itt.the year be had
dwelt in the tumbledown, wormeabn
bak which served as consulate, ne
had ptisf-d through two earthipufces. a
volcanic eruption, several epidemic of
yellow fever and hurricane so nuu'e"-1
ous that be bad kog since lost coun
of tbeai. If be bad gro'n somewhat
skeptical of Antiguia a a place of
abode, it inuirt be admitted that be bad
aome reason on bU side.
But on the particular afternoon An
tiguia was displaying ber test side.
Potipoar's dinner ha 1 !"- excellent
and wi:h a black cigar between hi
teetli. the cousu. Iollc.1 on the veranda,
enjoying the cool, sweet breeze th.it
came in from the water. The paiin
trees rhythmically swayed their tufted
head tr and fro; the blue sky was
flecked with flet-cy white clouds; the
bluer water of the bay sparkled irri--esceotly
in the sun and tinkled pleas
antly on the pebbly beach.
The consul, with bis feet elevated to
tie eramla rail, succumbed to all Xht
aootbing Influences atxiut him and
nodded somnolently. Occasionally lie
roused himself to puff the black dear;
but the interval between his puffings
grew longer and longer, until the spark
on the cigar had died to crisp white
tab. The consul slept.
When be opened bis eyes It was late
arternoon, ror the shadows of the
palm were stretching out toward ths
water. He blinked his heavy eyes, and
suddenly became conscious of beli:g
watched. He turned. In a chair drawn
close beside him was a man such a
figure of a man! The face evidently
young had long been stranger to a
razor; the hair was long and matted;
a torn felt hat perched Jauntily on one
aide of the bead; for clothes there was
a tolled shirt and faded, tattered
trousers; and the feet were encased in
the remnants of a pair of canvas shoes.
Ibis was the sorriest specimen of
beachcomber be had ever encountered,
thought the consul drowsily as he
rubbed his eyes.
When he rubbed his eyes he fully
expected the fantastic apparation to
disappear, but when he looked agiin
tt was still there. So he straightened
himself In Iris chair and said: "Hello."
"How do you do?" said the man.
The consul sat up.
"Where the thunder did you come
from," he said. "I didn't know there
was an English-speaking white man
Bearer than tlte-plantatlon -that Is, not
one that would want to come here to
the consulate," he amended.
The man grinned bin appreciation of
the consul's last clause.
"Oh, I guess I'm on the beach, all
right," he said easily.
The consul looked him over again,
and found no cause to dispute this
"Well." he said In a tone which
clearly implied that if the other bad
any business with him be had better
come to it at once.
Whatever the business that had
brought him thither, the man was evi
dently at. loss how to begin. He re
moved the disreputable hat, and ran
his band thoughtfully several times
through the tangled mat of hair. Ilia
brows were drawn into a perplexed
frown. Finally, he leaned toward the
eonaul, coughed and said:
"My name la Robert Brant".
"Ah! That la important," said the
"Yours is Grayson, I believe,' tba
The consul nodded Indolently.
"I believe, Mr. Grayson," tba man
went on. "that, aa consul here, yoa
look up lost things for American cltl
sons sojourning in this country And
'n for the parties who bare lost 'em,
"H'm," said the eonaul, "that duty
't specified In tba regulations. How-
when rack cases present thanv
m Itw wa do our poor beat in -tba mat
I ami," MM Brut "Er woald yau
tf'lClif to few mo Sad something
"a tart yo teotr said tba cam-
C riJ fcta katy. ,
l r3 IcmJ txvzi - fart-Mr fas
the chair. His dark eye returned the
consul's scrutiny unflinchingly.
"Mr nerve," he said, not without ef
fort. For a moment the consul thought the
man was stark mad; but the steady
eye, tie absence of ail nervous symp
toms, quashed this suspicion Immedi
ately. "I suppose you haven't the least idea
where you mislaid it," said Grayson
The man smiled. It wa as illumin
ating smile. It transformed the un
kempt features. The consul, much
against his discretion, was aware of a
sneaking liking for this derelict.
"I wasn't always like this, you
know." said Brant with bis eyes tiled
on one of the bursting shoes. "I came
down here an engineer. The mines
brought rue. It would be too long and
tedious to tell how I went down ti e
scale. My appearance represents quite
thoroughly my present condition. ThU
country plays a man some pretty
scurvy tricks, doesn't it?"
He raised b!s eyes to the consul's
and smiled again.
"I didn't mean to le making ex
cuses for myself," be said apologetic
ally. "That's all right" "aid the consul
generously. "Kire away!"
"When I came down here from the
States," said Brant very slowly, "I loft
a girl back there. The thought of a
girl like her ought to keep a man
straight anywhere, I tame down her?
t -v- tA msrrv her. At
first everything went smoothly. I
wrote her encouraging letters truth
ful letters they were, too. Then mat
ters began to grow rather complex
for me. The country was getting its
boW. on me."
He paused. The consul nodded com
prebendlngly. "Still I wrote encouraging letters,"
Brant went on. "Things would
straighten themselves out I told rny
self. But they didn't I began to go
down bill? I didn't realize bow thor
oughly I had lost my grip; and I went
right on sending letter to her, telling
her how well I was getting on; until
at last I was on the beach."
Brant paused again. The strain of
this narration was beginning to tell on
hits. He wiped tb lds of perspira
tion from bis forehead with a grimy
"I sejit the last of those letters three
months ago, he said earnestly. "Man
alive! I sat on the beach, penniless,
an outcast beach-comber, and I wrote
her bow tremendously well I was get
ting along, and that as soon as I could
find a minute's leisure I should come
back to her. Even then I didn't real
ize It fully. I thought I could pull
back to respectability again."
"Ton certainly were optimistic," said
the eonaul grimly.
"Optimism Is a chronic disease In
thia God-forsaken country," said
Brant "Ton drift atraigbt to ruin,
dreaming great dreams and hoping
He thrust his band into tba pocket
of his ragged trousers and drew out a
"This," ha said, "cams by the last
fruit Steamer the one that goes on
further south. It's from ber. Sue says
that aa I can't leava my work Imag
ine 'my' work I to come to her, she
is coming down here to marry ma.
She is coming on the Southern Cross,
doe here to-morrow.",
"You've written her not to come, of
course," said the consul with convic
tion. Brant smiled wearily.
"Ton forgot the steamer this letter
cams oa two months ago doesn't stop
on Its way north. There la no mall
north until tba Sou thorn Cross goes
back. She la coming to-morrow."
"Good Lord!" amid tba consul sx
ettadly, aa tba truth of the matter
dawaad spo aim.
-How," aaid Brmat with mora da
he could mus'er. "I want your be'p.
Hr, I win't you t lend me a rsaor
and some cloihea. If you will I'll meet
hereto-morrow in falriy respectable
guise; but I don't dare trust myself
after I see her. 1 wsnt to bring her
here to the consu'ate, and I want you
to t-U her here, before me what
manner of man I am. "
He opened the soiled shirt, and f rora
the Inside unpinned a few bills.
"I made this working with the na
tives on one of the plantations. It's
the passage money back. I want you
to send ber back to the State Will
The eonaul wss loet In thought for
some time. The other waited patient
See here," said the consul at length,
"I stand in pretty well wlrh Toro and
his cabinet I think I can get yon a
place on the railroad the government
lk building "
Brant held out a deprecating hand.
"Bum and the coast have played a
Kerry game with me," he said mean
ingly. "You'd better send her back
first Then I'd like to try again."
The consul suddenly selxed Brant's
"I'll do my best for you," he prom
ised. Antlgula behaved herself the fo'low
Ing day. At sunst Brant and the
consul stood on the beach, watching
the gr-at bulk of the Southern Cro
glide to her uioorlnss through the
glasisy water. The palms stoI out
sharpl? agalnt a sky of red and gold,
and far to the east dim little stars
were struggling to pe p out of the pale
Both men Mood silently on the shore:
Brant calm and traljrht, his eyes on
the unruffled bay; the ciijul, with one
hand bobl.ng his bat, the other nerv
ously pulling Lis mustache.
Ptrsently the gig was lowered from
the steamer's Me with um-h scream
ing of the davit blwks. Without a
word the consul wa'ked back to bis
little sliai-k and entered the room that
erved hiin as office.
Some moments later he beard th1
tread of footsteps on the veranda and
a girl's llsrht lauahtT. The consul ms
and Involuntarily squared bis shoul
ders. I'.rant entered and with him was a
dark-eyed, laughing :lrl. The consul
experienced a sudden overwhelming
seuse of helple!snefj.
He was vaguely aware that Iirant
was speaking words of introduction;
vaguely aware that he had taken a
soft little band In bis own. and that he
was looking Inio a pair of happy, un
clouded eye. Then there wa a strain
ed siletn-e until Brant coughed nerv
ously. The consul cleared his throat
reddened to the rooU of bis hair, and
"Miss Kent. I want to say a few
word to you a!out Mr. Brant and
and er this coast I fear you hav
been deceived, or at least that matters
have been more or less overdrawn to
The girl's eyes grew wide with a
troubled, questioning look. Grayson
set bis teeth.
"He baa deceived you brutally," the
consul blurted out "i'ou must go
back to the States."
"I don't understand you. We are to
be married here. I shall stay," said
the girl bravely.
1 ten you iie JvU,"
said the consul savagely. "You must
The big eyes grew frightened. Her
lip quivered. Then she caught one of
Brant's bands In both ber own.
"Robert," she cried, "what does It
mean? So matter what has happened,
I shall stay with you. He doesn't
speak the truth."
The consul felt himself weakening.
He devoutly wished the earth might
open and swallow him.
"If it's the yellow fever and the
earthquakes, Kobert they told me
about them on the boat I'm not
afraid of them. Let me stay," she
Then the consul hedged mierably.
"I see our little ruse has failed, Mr.
Brant" he said pleasantly. "I think
despite the fever and the earthquakes
you had better let ber stay. If you'll
pardon me, I'll take the diligence over
to the plantations and fetch the Kn
glish parson." ,
There Is no account of the wedding
in the consular reports frota Antlgula;
nor Is there any record of the rein
statement of one Robert Brant Ameri
can citizen and erstwhile beach
comber. But then, consular reports are
limited affairs. Utica Globe.
He Wasn't "Dear."
"Madam! Won't you take this aeatf
Inquired, a little wrinkled man of a
large woman who had Just entered
a crowded street car on Indiana ave
nue. He arose from his seat and tip
ped bis bat In a humble sort of fashion.
The woman seated herself.
"Come here, dear, and tit on my
lap," she wbeexed In a thin voice.
"Why, ah ah I I" The little
man was embarrassed. Hla face red
dened and be bowed and stammered.
The woman leaned over and repeated
what sbe bad said. The little mnq
turned and retreated to the platform.
As be turned about a dog about as
big ss a medium sited rat rushed up
to the a ma ion and leaped into her lap.
"There, that's a dear," sbe said, but
the man never knew. Chicago Inter
Ocean. Ixxtd aad Dtsoordaats.
"Gradooal Look at tba glaring pink,
green and blue bsnd he's got around
bis straw bat" :,
-Tan, that's English, very English,
"Hohf It's mora Ilka a German
band." Philadelphia Ledger.
jl FAVORITES !
II I t I eH I MM
All are arrfaheru of Fate,
Working on thee sli of Urns;
Some vita, massive deads aud feat
Soma with orctoieota of rfe rrr..
Nothing aaeWas is or low.
Each thing ia hs place is bast;
Aod what seems bat Idle sbcrw,
Strenftbcas and supports tha rest.
For tie structure that w raise.
Tun is a rth materials filicd;
Our to-days sod yesterdays
Are ths biacks with wfcich ws build.
Truly shape sod fish ion three,
Lesvs do yswnin ftps between;
HiiDk not because do mil sees.
Sock things will remain ucseea.
In tfce earlier days of Art
Builders wrouaht with gresteat csr.
Ka-h minut sod unseen part;
For the gods see everywhere.
Let os d oor work as well.
Both the nuseen snd the een;
Muke the house m1,er God rosy dwe!l
Beautiful, entire and clesn.
Else our lives are lo-oniie.
Standing in these wsl'.s of Time,
Broken stairways where the feet
Stumble as they seek to climb.
Build to-day, then. ttr.n and are.
With s Snn an! ample rxiee;
And ascending sod seenre
Shall to-morrow fiud its place.
Th'-i! al'-ne can sttnin
To those turrets, where the e?t
S- the world ss one vast plain
And one boundless reai-h of sky.
Henry Wsilnworrh Ixngfeliow.
She's all my fsnry pa.nted her,
She's lov-ry, he divine.
But her heart it is another's.
She never can lie mine,
Yt love I as njn never loved,
A love without deray,
Ohl my heart, my heart is breaking
For the love of Alie Gray.
I ler dark brows hair l braided.
O'er a hrtw ot sjsit'es white;
Her wift. blue eje now languishes.
Now flashes with delight;
The hair ia braided, not for tn
The eye is turned away,
et. my heart, my heart in breaking
For the love of A!i-e Gray.
I've sunk beneath the summer's ua,
Atxl trwnbled in the blast
Jiut my pilgrimage i nearly done.
The weary conflict's past;
And when the green .! wraps my grsve.
Msy pity haply say.
Oh! his hesrt, his heart is broken.
For the love of Alice Gray.
FEW MEN BOW WELL.
Jowph Cannon Is Rnppoaed to Have
the Wight Kind.
"Speaking of the things of the old
school that are disappearing, did you
know that only a few men now know
bow to bow?" oliserved a man who Is
thoughtful of the old way of doing
things, according to the New Orleans
Times-Democrat Few men know
how to bow. I was reading recently
that Sneaker Cannon of the national
House of Representative had won
considerable admiration because of the
peculiar way be had of bowing to his
friend, and that he bad become a par
ticular favorite with the women be
cause of the supreme dignity of his
bow and his bearing. No doubt he de
serves the admiration he has won, on
this account Bowing particularly Is
"Why is It that men and women
pay so little attention to a study of
the subject of bowing? If yon stop
to think of It a moment the bow is
bne of the most common forms of In
tercommunication between Individu
als. There Is. or ought to be, such a
Ihlng as a rational bow. Some men
lave the habit of bowing with too
much dignity, the kind of dignity
which conveys the idea of Insincerity,
the cold steel sort of bow which, in
ttead of giving out some of the
Warmth of friendship, approacbful
befs and amiability, has just the op-po-dte
effect kind of pushing yoa away,
If I may say It It Is a kind of con
descending bow. It makes you feel
like the fellow is compromising some
what of his dignity and bis standing
by submitting to an Introduction to
you. This kind of bow is too much
like the titled, stilted handshake, aad
It make the cold chills chase up and
down a fellow's back.
"Then there is the bow which has
too much of wsrmth about It the
'fiatuey bow,' I should say, the kind
of bow which convinces you that the
fellow Is putting It on Just a little too
much and so here again you get the
idea that the greeting Is not ss sin
cere as It might be. Bows of this
sort touch the two extremes. Now
and then, of course, we find a man or
woman who understands the art of
bowing rationally, and It la really a
reat to the man who likes the old and
nore rational way of doing things.
"rotn what I have read of Speaker
"snnon's bow It must be of the old
hid. It Is dlgnlded without being
old. and warm, almost affectionate.
without bordering on Insincerity In the
least There Is something aboat It
suggestive of colonial days and I do
not know bat what I might call It
the colonial bow with propriety. At
any rate, that title gives some Idas of
what I mean. I would Ilka to sea tba
Idea cultivated to soma extent for I
do not tblnk much of. the modern
school of bowing. If I may pnt It that
way, and judging from tha reports.
oher people feel the same way. e ' j
the ( aonoa bow would not be
fetching and so popular."
i i '
WHERE STOLEN JEWELS GO.
The- ot Great Vsla Ar fal bj th
IhicTca ta India fur a Market. ,
Almost the only form of inve-taient
to which the MabwUi-uedaus have re
sorted to Is Jewels. whi b it hardiy
iieeaeary to point out do not yte d in
terest but are cuore eay to conceal
and more portable than gold.
To su- h an eiteut do the Mobatn
medans In the Orient favor this form
of investment that the major portion
of the gems of Importance that have
been stolen in the last fifty years in
Europe and In America have been dis
posed of In India and other Moslem
Ciuti'ri, where the tendency of the
natives to add gems of this kind to
their hoarded wealth or else to adorn
therewith their favorite in ths secre
cy of their tenanas or harems, to
which the authorities bave no ac
cess, renders their recovery almost Im
possible. All the celebrated Jewels In the old
and In the new world are known to
the great jewelers, and it would he
ImjKrtilble to intrust to them the set
ting or recutting of any celebrated,
g-m without the experts at once rec
ognizing It and W-iiig able to say
whether or iet tL- stone bad forun-1
part of the plund'-r of some jewel
That Is why the Jewel rol.bcrs never
attempt to get rid of their lx-.ty either
In Europe or the t'nited States, but
Rend the principal -rtin of their
plunder by way of Bombay '"to In
dia. There Is an ind.vidu.il In India I
think he Is still alive who .i.uld
doubtless give many iln! to the po
lice on this siibjfit. That i Jacobs,
the celebrated diamond merchant, who
was portrayed by Marion Crawford In
Jacob was for many years the man
whom the princes ami potentates cf
Hindi x.stan intruded with the pur
chase and, when In want of money,
with the sale of their prectoiis sbmes,
which owing to their religious objec
tions to banks, thej regard as invest
ed capital. ;
It li no exaggeration to assert that
be knew, and" pie.iliy still knows, al
moin every precious Mune of any Im
portance In India, Iwing blindly trust
ed by the. tut Jority of bis customers,
and had he not leen the most discreet
of men there is no doubt that he could
have indicated to the police the loca
tion of many well-known and famous
stones rnNed from American and Eu
ropean jewel caskets New York Trib
une. A Complicated
Mrs. Mortimer seated herself wltl
the air of an offended goddess, and
removed hr gloves with the expres
slon of one who has suffered untold
"Well, what's leen going on at your
club to-day?" asked Mr. Mortimer, who
sow clearly what was expected of him.
'The conunlttee meeting," said Mrs.
Mortimer, bitterly, "and I must say I
tiling It Is time there wa a change
made in our presiding officer. When
I was In ber position I should have
made I always did a point of hav
ing things plainly exprewd, so no
body would be left In doubt."
it r. ilot i.Itu!.'fc fcc rcrc 1
"Now this afternoon," said bis wife,
ber indignation rising as she talked,
"this afternoon there was a discussion
as to whether we couldn't change the
the day from Wednesday to Thursday,
because some of us have maids that
prefer to go out Wednesday, because
It's so common Thursday. So many ol
them go then, stid they feel It, they'd
rather go the day before. It's a com
mon feeling among them.
"But they said It couldn't bo done
because they liked Tbur.-tday, and when
they have two of course It doesn't
matter, for one stays at home, jw
either would do for them, you see.
But it sems some of them have a
reading circle that day, so they don'l
like to give them that afternoon, ii
seems us If It would be very selfish
If they don't when so many want it
but they talked back and forth, and
my head got to aching so I could not
tell whother they really think they
will or won't."
"I don't wonder," said Mr. Mortimer,
solemnly, passing his band across hit
What a Boy Did In One Week.
MondayHad to dig bait for dad U
go flshln'. He fished all day, and twe
men brought him home 'bout supper
Tuesday Clurab a tree to gA a
bird's nest and fell out o' the tree ou
to the back of a mule that wuz grat
In' under It The mule didn't like
that an' throwed me up Into the tre
Wednesday Proposed to Jlmmls
Johnson's sister. Asked her to Fly
with Me. Her mother heard me, an'
give me sucb a llckln' with a shlngl
that I flewed by myself, an' don't feel
tired enough to sit down to-day,
Thursday Fell into a molasses bar
rel, which wuz only half full. Tbougb
we bavs our Troubles and Sorrows, I
must say that life Is Sweet to me.
Friday A barbecue was tfven to
the Sunday school Children yesterday.
We all bad more than we could eat
and carry away. It Is good to belong
to a Sunday school.
Saturday Tba new preacher come
to spend Sunday with os. At break
fast be ate seven biscuits, one beef
steak, aa' a fried chicken, an' drlnked
4 cups of coffee. He asked me If I
didn't want to be aa angel? I told
Him that If He staid long, an' hla
Appetite held ot, I'd hare to be One.
'www w w ------
I l..ker Washington t'-' of Ann
iai a Tukegee student ! f""1 to
ead and remenjb-r. Flecau-e of some
.understanding about her studies
i wnmsn could not graduate.
i...',ti hw own failure without
bin!jTing. and determined to make
he iut of what sbe hsd.
"1 bave some education, Mr. Wash
ngion." she said to blm. "and I will
o where It win tie o-o-
Then the people of Tusaegee
ilgbt of ber for s while. But her 0l
-i .t ta a tiehlnd ber intent!- snd
her speech. She went Into the "black
!.eit" of Alabama and picaea i
uii-t hopeless community she could
find. Sbe took the wreck of a
-abln which was occaslooslly usea
is s schoolhouse. The men were pov-rty-strlcken
and Illiterate, and unable
io to advsntage what little they
hsd. They mortgaged their crops
-very year to pay the reals or meir
It was a situation to appall the
toutet heart. But Anna I'aviK to
ns lied hen-elf In the miserable log
hooiboue, and first won the inter
cut and sympathy of the children.
Nest she Induced all the parents !
r:,eet there. She taught them enough
arithmetic to know the value of tlnir
irni!ii; atxl to appreciate the folly of
their mortgages. She bad learm-d
something of the bnsiiiem side of ag
riculture at Tukcgif, and ! taught
them that. Then nhe went from cabin
to inbin to te.icb by example a liettcr
way of living.
The remilt of that single-handed
cciimge wan si-en by Mr. Wathlnsr'on
he vi-itl !''e community a year
ago. There was a frame sclioolhoii
on the site of the old log cabin, anil
fill the children were going to school
e.fc-bt months in the year. The croj
hnd Iiicn.-1, the men wi-re out of
debt; small, diH-ent frame cottages bud
ti.kei) the, (.hue of the tUlllble-dow 11
sl.antie. and were owned by the occil
puntM. The pivple hid scraped and
saved to put up the frame sciio!l)uu
before they thought of ttettcring their
It hnd Ix-ti doilc In four years, and
Mr. Washington :ii,il bis old pupil
how t-he bad done It all.
"1 will tell you bow I did It." sho
Mid. simply. Then she IiohI blm
an aci-oimt lxok with the contributions
to the ;hool building fund. There
were some small cash contributions,
I ut there were more contributions of
eggs and chickens to be wild for the
Ite-iides this thpy had a little cotton
plantation of their own. The children
cleared a piece of land lieblml the
hoolhouHC and worked oil it cvry
day after school. They raised two
bales of cotton a year, and that kept
After telling this utory Mr. Washing
ton said he wautiil to add that "Tus
kegce has since done what It should
have hud the wisdom to tin before.
They gave Anna Iiavis Iter diploma."
Kceenirlcltles In Wills.
There have been many will makers
more eccentric than Mr. Mai-Calg. the
Oban banker, whose last testament
will shortly limit under the consbb ra
tion of the Edinburgh court of session.
Mr. MacCaig. It may lie remembered,
left instruction In his will that gigan
tic statues of himself, his brothers
and sinters, a round duseo In all,
should le ptacwd on the summit of a
great tower he had commenced to
build on Battery bill, near Oban
each statue V cost not lens than 1,IM).
A much more whimsical testator was
s Mr. Sanborn, who left f l,tKl to Prof.
Agassiz to have his skin converted into
two drumhmds and two of his Imjiics
Into drumsticks, and the balance of
his fortune to his friend, Mr. .Simpson,
on condition that on every 17tU of
June be should repair to the foot of
Bunker Hill.- ami. as the sun rose,
"beat on the drum the xplrlt stirring
strain of 'Ysnkeo Iioodlt-.' "
A Mr. Stow left a sum of money to
an eminent K. C. "Wherewith to pur
chase a picture of a viper1 stinging bis
benefactor." as a perpetual warning
against the sin of Ingratitude.
It was a rich brew- who b
'I'leathcd ), to his daughter on
condition that on the birth of her first
-;blld nlie should forfeit 2,fM to a
speclfled hospital, 4.mi0 ou the birth
of the second child, and so on by
arithmetical progression utitii the J0.
') was exhausted.
Sydney Dickenson left fOO.fM) to hla
widow, who appears to have given hlrn
a bad time during his life, on condi
tion that she should spend two hours
day at his graveside "in company
with her sister, whom I know she
loathes worso than she does myself."
The vliur to the Falklauds, says an
American writer, see scattered hre
and there slngulur shaped blocks of
what sppcar to be weatuor-bciiun and
jjoss-covered boulder lu various slses.
Attempt to turn one of these boulders
ner, and you will be astonished, be
ause the stone Is actually anchored
by roota of great strength; in fact,
rou will find that you are fooling with
me of the native trees. No other coun
:ry in the world has such a peculiar
forest" growth, and It Is said to be
ueit to Impossible to work the odd
ihaped blocks Into fuel, because tba
wood Is perfectly devoid of grain and
ippears to be a twisted mass of woody
Running a lawn mower la a good
physical culture prescription for a
a-oman, bat tba neighbors abuse ber
-nsbaod If be lets her try It
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