GOD’S home; Thy homo is with the humble. Lord, Th(« simplest are the best; Thy lodging is Iti ehild-Ilke hearts; Thou makest there thy rest. Dear Comforter! Eternal T»ye! If thou wilt stay with tno, Of lowly thoughts and simple ways, 111 build a house for thee. Who made this heating heart of mlna But thou, my heavenly Guest? I,et no one have It, then but thee, And let It be thy rest. Thy sweetness hath betrayed thee, Gord! Great Spirit, is if thou? Deeper and deeper in my heart 1 feel thee resting now. Aunt Sarah’s Will I I Aunt Sarah Snowden had never married, and furthermore sho had al ways been a burden on her relatives. That Is to say, she had worked about twice as hard as any paid hand for her hoard and clothes, and was still at it when sho was 50 years old. She was called “Aunt' as a term of derision, and as she was irascible and sour-tempered her life was not over burdened with sunny days. At 50 she was expecting nothing but to drudge along for the rest of her days and be known as a poor relation, when a most unexpected event happened. At 30 years of age Aunt Sarah had almost been engaged to an old bache lor. She had come so near to it that he had seen her home from church on several occasions and “sat up” with her in the evening. She had also ac companied him to a circus and a camp moetiug, and a marriage might have resulted had they not fallen into a dispute over some trifling matter. Both were “sot" in their opinions, and after some hot. words tho bachelor withdrew and left the maiden ail for lorn. He passed out of her sight to die twenty years later and leave her $30,000 by will. The news of Aunt Sarah's windfall threw the hamlet of Rosedale into a flutter that did not quiet down for months. Of course nine-tenths of the people, including her brother Ben and his wife, hoped it wasn’t true, but a law yer came on to prove her claim, and finally hand her over the cash; and then nine-tenths of the people made a lightning change. From being tho drudge of the family, aunt Sarah was exalted to the post of guest. That $30,000 looked bigger than Taylor’a hill to the farmers and vil lagers, and It was an astounding thing that it should come to a little old wo man who wouldn't know what to do with it. In ono week everybody who knew the old iralsl had called to congratu late and advise, and inside of another at least a score of people who had never spoken a wor<^ to her cailod to borrow or to interest her In plans and schemes. From brother Ben who wanted to build a new barn and buy four more rows, to Rev. Mr. Johnson, who had been for years hoping to raise enough money to build a Baptist church, there was some one after portions of that money day and night. Aunt Sarah did not lose her head. 3he bought herself a new alpaca dress and a bonnet of a style not over three years old, and set up housekeeping *Of herself. She neither gave away cor loaned a dollar, but after a while made an announcement. As the money had come to her by will, it should go to others iu the same way. The doctors hed told her rhat she had a weak heart, and was liable to drop dead any hour, and she did not expect to live ftf-ae him the honorary profa,-,-irrship ai an cient history at Lha T2:»^¥sh Royal academy. LOVED LITTLE ONES GREAT MEN AI.WAYS FOND OF CHILDREN. Byron, Lamb, Dickena, Southey, and Even Sam Johnson Enjoyed the Companionship of Their Small Ad mirers— Oliver Wendell Holmes’ Tribute. It is one of the most lovable traits In many of our greatest men that they are as skillful in winning the hearts of little children as In captivat ing the minds of their parents. VV'as there ever a great man who did not love children? If there was (and we hhve never heard or read of him), h> greatness was by so much the less. Even Sam Johnson relaxed his grimness into smiles of pleasure when Boswell’s baby daughter held out her arms to him and pulled his hair when he was not sufficiently at tentive to her. Byron, whose own child life had been so saddened and embittered by a loveless mother, worshipped his lit tle daughter Ada with all his pas sionate soul, and history has no sweeter picture than that of Southey singing his child to sleep as he paced the floor with his "little burden of love” in his arms. Lamb’s great heart had many a warm corner for his child friends—all the heart, in fact, that his sister Mary did not fill; and when he took his daily walk through Edmonton it was the signal for all the little children to flock to him for a kiss, a kind word, or (better than all) to take his hands or coat tails and accompany him on his rambles. It is little wonder that Charles Dickens, "the greatest hearted one,” was Idolized by the little ones; for there never was a more entertaining companion or one who could better "make himself a child again” for their delight. There are many staid men and women of to-day who recall with pleasure and regret the romps they used to have with ”Boz” in the fa mous nursery at Gad’s Hill. Among great men of the later days Mr. Lewis Carroll must bo counted "King of the children's hearts.” That solitary, lovable ‘‘mixture of a man,” who was wedded to mathematics and children, had few pleasures apart from one or the other. His study at Christ church was a perpeutal nur sery, its corners and cupboards stuff ed with toys and sweets and all that appeals to a child's heart; and here or on a river picnic, surrounded by swarms of his young friends, the mathematical professor was always a boy as full of fun and as ripe for mischief as the youngest of his guests. May his rest bo sweet, this chief of children's lovers! Oliver Wendell Holmes, most ami able of ‘autocrats,” was a lifelong lover of children, and could “skip back seventy years" at a moment’s notice at a cnild’s bidding. Could anything be sweeter than the letter he wrote acknowledging the photo graph of one of his little girl friends? "May those lips.” he wrote, “speak what is pure and true; may those ears hear but what is good; and may those eyes always mirror a soul as beautiful as themselves.” Old Girl Graduates. Tf the likenesses of girl graduates which now make an attractive feature of many newspapers are true to the life and undoubtedly they are in most cases, doesn’t it seem that those leav ing the high schools have a remarka bly mature look? In some instances they look to be quite 25 years of age and as knowing and wise as girls who really have seen that number of years are usually found to bo In this sophis ticated age. It seems rather curious, too. that such young girls should look so “finished,” but it is probably just an evening up of things in their re spective families, as their mothers and grandmothers are undoubtedly en gaged in taking beauty-and-youth-re rewiug cures with years from five to twenty-five taken from their ages. We will record It as the result of an effort of nature to square accounts. The Fair Graduate. TjOvc knows not the words That the red lips speak. But they win their way To his soul in Greek. And bloom like the rose On the dimpled cheek! —Frank I,. Stanton, in Atlanta C’onstltw tlon. Generous Donor of Bonds. Robert H. McCarter, the well-known New Jersey lawyer, who has been ap pearing as counsel for the Shipyard trust, tells this story to illustrate how worthless the bonds of a corporation sometimes become: “When my father was a trustee of Princeton college, the late John I. Blair of Blalrstown Informed the board of trustees that he was going to give the college many thousands of dollars’ worth of the bonds of a new western railroad. There was rejoicing at Princeton. Everybody celebrated over the gift. Then the bonds came. The trustees discovered that the donor had cut oft the coupons for the next fortj years.” Valuable Snuff Boxee. A snuff box offered for sale at Chris tie’s realized only a few shillings short of £1.000. It was a Louis XVI. oval gold box, by Jean Baptiste Cheset, and was made in Paris in 1765. The oval medallion in the cen ter of the cover bore an illustration In enamel, representing girls and youths sacrificing to Bacchus. The exact price was £997 10s. Another gold snufT box of the reign of Louia XV.. made £ 120.—London Tit Bita. BOOKS • arid AI/T7/Q®S^j& Rather than the exception, it is th« rule, nowadays, for publications of ini portance to devote more or less space to current books and their authors With the thought in mind that such a department will be welcomed, this column will hereafter appear at regu nr intervals, giving short reviews oi those books that should oe accorded serious consideration. « • • Ruth Kimball Gardiner is the au thor of a most delightful book for chil dren issued by Zimmerman's, New York, entitled “In Happy Far-Away Land.” The volume is composed oi twelve folk-lore tales that should ap peal immediately to parents and teach ers who value the delicate sensibili ties of childhood. All requirements of the specialist in child study seems to have been fully anticipated in these stories, without sacrificing the very necessary interest or the moral. The child of to-day will evidently relish these tales with the same amount of enthusiasm that children of yesterday did the stories of the past. It 13 not in harmony with modern practice to teach children villainous things. “Jack the Giant Killer” may have been a good story for young minds, accord ing to by-gone estimations, but meas ured with “Princess Bo Peep," or “The White Knight” in “In Happy Far-Away Land,” the earlier concen sus of opinion must have been decid edly at fault. “In Happy Far-Away I>and” contemplates all things from the viewpoint of the child, but uncon sciously teaches the lesson of work and the beauties of nature and the wholesomeness of living aright. This book deserves to rank as a classic fox little folk. • • • Richard Harding Davis’ novel, “Cav tain Macklin,” although a product of nearly a year ago, is still holding it* own with current fiction. “Captain Macklin” is distinctly one of the im portant books of 1902, having a spe cial element of vividness and personal quality because it treats with a kind of life with which Mr. Davis has be come very familiar in the course of his own diversity of experiences. Cap tain Macklln's career carries him Outline Sketch of "Captain Macklln." through a South American revolution and various other military adventures. Macklin as a character is acknowl edged to be one of the author’s most fascinating heroes. As for the novel, it is a step decidedly in advance of the author’s most popular former stories, and is a rich fulfilment of the promise of increasing power conveyed in his early work. • • • Willis George Emerson, emerges, somewhat like Hopkinson Smith, from a successful career along industrial lines into the story telling field. Soon after leaving college, Mr. Emerson en listed in the movement to convert the rattle range of Southwestern Kansas into an agricultural paradise, and was one of the founders of Meade, Kansas, where the scenes of “Buell Hampton” are laid. Since those days he has been a lawyer, a town builder, a mine opera tor, has built the first smelter ever operated in the state of Wyoming, and is now at work on tho largest aerial tramway in the world. During all the years that he has been engaged in these various enterprises, his novel, •Buell Hampton” (Forbes & Company, Boston), has been slowly crystallizing into the work to which the public is giving so complimentary a greeting. Mr. Emerson has put himself and his varied experiences in the new regions of the West into his book. Politics, banking and journalism come in for a large place in the story; while the natural phenomena of the region—the prairie fire, and the hot winds—are no less vividly psrtrayed. His entire life has been spent amid the life and scenes he writes about, and he says in his preface: “There is so much in the tale that is based upon facts and actual happenings that I hardly know where history ceases and fiction be gins." The New Amsterdam Book Com pany, New York, announce publication of a beautifully illustrated book of children's poems under the title of “Lays for Little Chaps." Alfred J. Waterhouse, the author, is a new name In the Eastern field so long occupied by Eugene Field and James Whitcomb Riley. West of the Rocky Mountains, his name is a household word, and his verses for children are eagerly read whenever they appear. The pres ent volume will contain the best that be has ever written, together with a number entirely new to the public. i Given Thousands by Strange Woman. Without leaving a cluo to her iden tity an elderly woman left a package containing $11,110 in greenbacks at the door of James Mealey of Schuy lerville, N. Y., a few nights ago with no explanation save that it was "from a friend.” Mr. Mealey has been in financial difficulties, and recently went through bankruptcy, his store and stock being sold to meet his oblige tlona. Try One Package. If "Defiance Starch" does not please you, return it to your dealer. If it does you get one-third more for the same money. It will give you satisfaction, and will not stick to the iron. Secretary Shaw is Esthetic. Secretary Shaw, of the treasury, has distanced all endeavor in beautifu/ covers for reports to congress. His annual statement was topped by an ex quisite creation In morocco, with gilt filigree work, as fine as the bookbind ers of the government could supply. The daintily prepared pages, detailing treasury transactions and policies for a twelvemonth, were tied up In equal ly beautiful red ribbon with tho love liest kind of bowknots. ABE YOUR Cl/OTIIES EAREDf Us® Red Cross Ball Bice aid make them White again. Large ’i o%. package, 5 cents. .Chances for Young Deweys. Never in our history, in times of peace, was there such a. chance for the budding Paul Joneses, Deweys and Farraguts. The academy at Annapolis Is yawning for 307 young men who will become the captains of oceanic war in case we ever come to another conflict. This is a (situation that is absolutely unparalleled. Usually the demands on West Point and Annapolis cannot be accomodated, but the latter institution wants more young men than are ap parently available. P!*o‘» Cur* Is the beat medicine we ever used for all affection* of the throat and lunga.—W*t O. Enpantr, Vanburen. Ind.. Feb. 10, 1000. Number of School Days. In 1840, the year in which the Unit ed States census began to enumeratt the number of persons that had attend ed school the previous year, the total amount of schooling for each inhabi tant was 208 days, and, according tc the census of 1850, the average amount of schooling had increased to 420 days, for this decade was a period of agl tatioir’on the part of Horace Mann and his disciples. In 1870 tho number had reached 672 days, and in 1890 1,026 days. Some men take what is in sight and hustle for more. If you don’t get the bigges? and best it's your own fault. Defiance 3tareh is for sale everywhere and tlwre is positively nothing to equal it in quality or quantity. Happiness can only come in where it goe3 out Edward’s Modest Daughters. King Kdward’s three daughters seem to be devoid of personal ambi tion and to be quite willing that their sister-in-law and their aunts. Helena. Louise and Beatrice, should represent royalty in their stead. So far from profiting by the risk in rank which their father’s accession gained them, the Duchess of Fife and her sisters prefer to stay away from functions where they would precede Queen Vic toria’s daughters, so it Is not often that these illustrious ladies meet in full state array. One parliament opening and the coronation have seem ed about enough for them. It is scarcely likely that the Duke of Fife's daughters will make royal matches, and in all probability they will be come British peeresses and have a far more pleasant life than if they turned into German princesses and had to follow a foreign spouse to his own country. Irving and Oiraeli. Fifteen years ago a rather growsome sensation went round the Duke of Wellington's drawing room at Strath lieldsaye on the appearance of a dis tinguished and expected guest (Henry Irving). As the tail, thin, impressive figure with the cadaverous counte nance, seemed to totter rather than walk across the floor to his host and hostess, the murmur passed along, "It is Dizzy risen from the dead.” The likeness had, in fact, been noticed long before by Lord Meaconsfleld him self. Watching from Mr. Alfred Roths child's box the play on the Lyceum stage, the statesman, to the question what he thought of it, replied: “It re minds me of my own career, and in person I should think Mr. Irving might be taken for myself.” What Was ItT Frlarpolnt, Miss., Aug. 3rd.—One of the strangest cases ever reported oc curred here recently. The son of Mr. O. L. Butler was very 111. The doc tor said he had some disease of the spinal cord, and treated him for two months, but he grew worse all the time, and finally the doctor told Mr. Butler that he did not know what was the trouble. The boy would wake up In the night and say that he was dying. He would be nervous and trembling and want to run out of the house, saying he saw ugly things which frightened him. His father waa very much discour aged till one day he saw a new rem edy called Dodd’s Kidney Pills adver tised, and he at once bought some and began to give them to his boy. He used altogether eight boxes bo fore he wt* entirely cured. He hci. not been troubled since. Mr. Butler says: “I feel it my duty to tell what Dodd’s Kidney Pills have done for my boy. All this remedy needs Is a fair shance and it will speak for itself.” True merit 1* like a river; the deep er It la the leas Boise it makes.— Hazlitt.