Virtue•
I once possessed a costly plant—
a strange exotic, sweet and rare;
I kept it in a sunny nook.
And daily watered it with care. |
In the congenial atmosphere
The lovely flower came to bloom;
And all beholders' senses thrilled
With its rare beauty and perfume.
But. oh. alas, a careless hand
One morning ope'd the window wide;
And the few moments that had passed
Before my flower chilled and died.
Thus. oft. with virtue safely housed
Within the hothouse of the home.
Kow largely seem its branches spread,
How lovely doth appear its bloom.
Yet. when the world's temptations breath
Against it but one icy breath.
How quickly do its branches droop.
And oft its root is chilled to death.
—L<etitia K Clark, in Boston Post.
THE BOOK IN WOMANS LOOKS
By II. S. CANFIELD.
Copyright, tool, by Daily Story Publishing Company.
For ten years Mr. G. Heming Magnus
of Philadelphia had been ;t writer for
the lesser magazines. He wrote short
stories and essays and sent them to
the editors in the hopes they would
be accepted. His stamp bill was
large. Still, perseverance, a mild in
tention and knowledge dug from the
encyciopaedies will tell in time. His
accepted manuscripts increased in
uumber. This perked him up. He
started a bank account of moderate di
mensions. Nothing makes a man so
brave as a bank account. He was a
slender man, with drooping shoulders,
mild blue eyes and a sandy Vandyke
beard. When “lionized” he used to
twist this beard into a sharp point and
stab himself upon his narrow' shirt
front. Though his legs were wobbly
and his feet large, his “heart was in
the right place.” This he knew from
the fact that when startled by a sud
den noise it “beat thick and quick, like
a madman on a drum.”
A boisterous doctor came up behind
him. slapped him on the shoulder and
howled:
"Maggy, old men- how’re the brutal
editor men?”
The heart which was in the right
place, began thumping. Magnus wheel
ed and faced him, wrath in his pale
eye3.
“I dt» so hate to bo railed ‘Maggy.’ ”
he snapped. “It really is not my
name.’’ Then his thin, delicate hand
went to his left side.
“It’s all right, Magnus,'' the doctor
said. “Beg pardon. You looked over
worked. Take a bit of free advice:
Go away somewhere and rest.’’
It was early summer and the mem
bers of the literary clubs, the fashion
ables a/id the preachers were flitting.
The bank account was healthy. Mag
nus looked over the papers. Among a
thousand advertisements of places
“with ail the comforts of home,” his
eye was caught by a mention of Har
per’s Ferry, Virginia. He asked about
it and was told it was a good coun
try, with pure air, farm foods, trout
Ashing and cheapness. That seemed
to suit. Next afternoon he alighted
from a dilapidated buggy in front of
“Grassdene” farmhouse. Shadows lay
deep on the alley. The Potomac
rolled grandly to the south. Looking
from his window' over the sweeping
river, Magnus said:
“Here is rest. I do not want human
companionship. A cultivated mind
needs only itself. Surrounded by these
eternal hills, amid which dwell a sim
ple people, solitude should bring hap'
piness. Their ways are not my ways,
their souls are half-developed, but we
need not clash.”
He fell readily into the habits of the
household. It consisted of Mrs. Lou
doun. a silver-haired widow, her grand
daughter, Amanda Loudoun, a brown
-iyed girl of eighteen, with a delicious j
figure, a mass or brown hair and a
frank smile, and a man of all work,
who ate enormously and said never a
word. The two women gave him no
confidences, for which he was grate
ful. He was forced to admit that
their manners were perfect, but set
this down to innate female refinement.
They made no effort at all to enter
tain him. He paid his moderate bills
and kep*> himself to himself. He dis
I*** "■ i _
Magnus wheeled and faced him
wrath in his pale eyes.
^vered a boat in a small house which
flood by the river and used to pull
laboriously a half-mile up the stream
H evenings, then float lazily down.
In two werics, however, he realized
that a cultivated mind needs some
thing more than itself. He was bored.
Furthermore, his conscience oppressed
him. He told himself that he was
nngenerous in withholding himself
from these two lonely women, who
knew nothing of books, society, cities
or the great world without. H<? was
not conscious of a desire to alleviate
the loneliness of Mrs. Loudoun, but
he thought the girl would improve
mightily by converse with a man of
hig cultivated abilities and experi
ences. She was plump, and her weight
in the boat made the rowing more dif
ficult, but he endured the extra labor
tor the pleasure of watching her in
tellect expand like a flower. She list
•Bed to his talk of books with every
appearance of interest. He found
all her comments apt. and some of
them shrewd. He felt the unconscious
charm of her innocence.
One evening, three weeks after the
beginning of their friendship, she as
sumed guidance of the conversation.
It was done in a spirit of mischief but
the eyes of G. Heming Magnus did
not see it. He lacked the percep
tive faculty. She astonished him much
by a sound, if not brilliant, monologue
upon the Elizabethan poets as com
pared with those of the earlier era
and. in a mild discussion of the re
puted authorship of the Shakesperear.
A “Potomac rose.”
plays, worsted him badly. She said
they were the work of Sir Walter Ral
eigh during his eighteen years of con
finement in the Tower of London.
Next day she invited him into a part
of the house he had not visited, in
troduced him to a sitting-room, fur
nished plainly but in perfect taste,
seated herself at an old but tuneful
piano and played for him, with feel
ing and force, selections from Beetho
ven, Mozart, Mendelssohn. Chopin,
Verdi, Donizetti, Wagner, De Koven,
MillanL Sullivan and “Dave” Bra
ham.
The Philadelphian dimly recognized
that he might possibly have been
guilty of underestimating the simple
farming family. A little later he be
gan to hold her in his thoughts and to
speak of her. when on his rambles, as
a “Potomac rose.” Tftis was a bad
sign. In all his thirty years he had
seen no one like her, so simple, so un
affected, so sympathetic, so beautiful.
This was a worse sign. He measured
mentally the height of his bank ac
count and found it sufficient. This
was the worst sign of all.
It was late in the September of 1898.
There was a slight chill in the air.
The girl, wrapped in some fleecy light
stuff, sat, as was her custom, In the
stern of the little boat, which made no
sound as it drifted. In the moonlight
her brown eyes looked like jewels. Not
a word had been spoken for half-hour.
G. Heming Magnus said:
“Miss Loudon, when I came here
I thought you ignorant country folk.
I know now what a fool I was. I
must go to-morrow and it makes me
sad. I can’t bear to think that I will
never see you again. I have never
told you that I love you, but I do sin
cerely. You must have seen it. Will
you marry me?”
She did not answer. She had grown
suddenly pale and was staring intently
at the landing, then not a hundred
yards away. Suddenly she clasped her
hands and a wave of crimson rose to
hei face. A happy smile curved her
lips. Then she gazed earnestly at her
companion.
“I have not seen it,” she said grave
ly. “Forgive me, Mr. Magnus, but I
can not marry you.”
In silence he picked up the oars.
The prow of the boat grated upon the
shore. As the girl stepped lightly to
land she was taken into the arms of a
tall, young fellow in khaki uniform.
She staid there a full five minutes,
while Magnus stood awkwardly by.
Then she turned, saying: “This is Mr.
; Landon. He has been at Santiago.
We have been engaged for two years.”
Next spring G. Heming Magnus
wrote a book which is in its 150th
thousand. His heart has gone into it.
Its name is “Queen Rose of a Rosebud
Garden.”
Africa’s Iron Ore.
In addition to the gold and diamond
mines of Africa, iron promises to be
an important industry, as the first
blast furnace has just been erected
near Pretoria, on the line of the rail- !
way, and is located in the center of
iron deposits and in close proximity
to coal supplies. The furnace, which
will have a weekly capacity of 500
tons of pig iron, is to be followed by
rolling mills and a steel converting
plant. The ore is of the hematite and
magnetite variety, and runs 58 to 62
per cent of metallic iron. A survey
above ground and cross-cutting indi
cate that there are some 62,000,000
tons of iron In sight.—Harper’s Week
ly
TOOK HUSBAND IN PAWN.
Russian Spinster Foreclosed on Peas*
ant Woman’s Mate.
A peasant woman, residing in thej
village of Bjelosaschek, in the Gov
ernment of Vilna, Eastern Russia,
found herself without money on the
eve of a festival, and was very sad
i~at account. Her husband was
known far and near as a ne’er-do-well,
duel therefore she did not reckon on
any help from him. In her distress
she turned to her neighbor, an elderly
spinster, and requested the loan of a
few roubles. But she could not give
any security. “I really do not possess
anything that I could give you as se
curity,” she said, “unless you care to
take my lazy husbaud in pawn.” To
her great surprise the woman received
the loan, and with the money went
into the village to make a few pur
chases. The idea of her obtaining a
loan on her husband appeared to her
very droll. Great was her astonish
ment on returning from her shipping
expedition to find that the old spin
ster had disappeared with the worth
less husband. The deserted wife did
not trouble to make inquiries con
cerning her spouse. On the contrary,
she rejoiced at her deliverance.
.
Sam Wouldn’t Get Up.
Sam Pruitt made his debut in the
boxing game several years ago. He
was a big colored fellow of the heavy
weight division and many shrewd
judges of boxing pronounced Sam a
| second Peter Jackson and placed him
as a likely candidate for the heavy
weight championship. Sam made his
first appearance as an amateur and
won several bouts, which boomed his
stock. Then he became a professional.
One night at the San Francisco club
he was boxing a big fellow of the op
posite color. During the first two
rounds Sam showed to advantage by
pegging and jabbing his opponent
without a return. During a mix-up in
the third round the white man caught
Sam with a sweeping swing and sent
him to the floor. Referee Greggains
stood over the fallen boxer and com
menced counting off the seconds.
When he reached eight Greggains
said, “Sam, I have counted eight, you
had better get up.”
“Mr. Greggains,” replied Sam, “you
can count a thousand and I ain't
never going to get up. You get that
white man there out of the ring if
you want me to get up.”
The Inevitable.
During the trial of a suit to enforce
the payment of alimony recently, a
witness in the case gave the most
damaging evidence against the defend
ant in the suit, once the husband of
a very prepossessing blonde. With
very great frankness he told how the
defendant had mistreated his wife in
almost every imaginable way, and
how on one occasion he (the witness)
had interfered to save the poor wom
an from a beating.
“Oh, you acted the part of a peace
maker, did you?” said the defendant's
attorney when the voluble witness
was turned over to him for cross
examination. “You rushed to the res
cue of a fair damsel in distress/’
“I did,’’ said the witness, proudly,
“and I succeeded in saving her.”
“Well, well,” sarcastically returned
the lawyer, “then you did not meet
the fate commonly acredited to the
peacemaker?”
“Not just then,” said the witness.
“I did later. I married the fair dam
sel after she got her divorce.”
European Women in Tibet.
Miss Susette Taylor, one of the very
few European women who has ever
visited Tibet, gave some interesting
particulars of the customs of the peo
pie of that mysterious land recently.
When the Tibetan puts out his tongue
at you, Miss Taylor says that you
must not feel insulted. He is merely
being polite to you after his own
manner, the projection of the tongue
being a civility equal to our shaking
hands, which in his country is not
etiquette. On one occasion Miss Tay
lor strayed into a Buddhist temple at
prayer time, and her parasol was con
sidered such an interesting article
that prayers were interrupted while
the lama borrowed it and then opened
it among a chorus of murmurs of ap
proval and admiration.
Ballade of the Girls.
Who would not pause to drink a toast,
To pledge the health of maidens fair.
While thinking still of her who most
Excels in wit and beauty rare?
Who would not thus one moment spare
For lover’s devoir, while onward rolls
The world, with all Its sordid care?—
A health, i say, to lovely girls!
What man of us is too engrossed.
Too busied with the world's affair
An Instant to desert his post
Anil drink to damsels debonair?
Nor need he fear lest he forswear
Himself in pledging flaxen hair—
If she he loves have raven hair—
A health, I say, to lovely girls!
And so this glass to beauty’s host!
A pledge in which we all may share,
’Tis only thus that we may boast
The smiles of her without compare.
The one for whom wo each would dare
And die the death amid the swirls
Of cannon's smoke and battle's flare—
A health, I say. to lovely girls!
Coj.I in Russia and Japan.
Coal is an important article just
now in Japan and Russia. It is said
that Russia had ordered 1,000,000 tons
from Pennsylvania. Japan has 5,000
square miles of coal lands, and her
exports are 3,000,000 tons annually
greater than her Imports. It is es
timated that over 1,000,000 tons are
deposited in the undeveloped coal
fields in the island of Hokkaido, one
of the northern islands of Japan. Rus
sia’s imports are largely in excess of
her exports, notwithstanding she has
a coal area of 20,000 square miles, ex
clusive of Siberia, Central Asia and
Caucasia. It is clear that Russia
needs developing.
World’s Fair Exhibits.
The combined value of the exhibits
in the ten principal exhibit palaces of
the World’s Fair has been estimated
by E. S. Hoch, assistant to Director of
Exhibits Skiff, at $72,500,000. This es
timate is based on statistics at hand
in the division as to the amount and
nature of the exhibits which will be
installed in each building. This does
not include the display in the Fine
Arts palace. Nor does the estimate
include the contents of the various
government structures at the exposi
tion nor the exhibits contained in such
concessions W rill be of an exhibit
r nature.
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Incandescent Lamp Reflector.
How far would it have been possi
ble to advance business methods to
ward their present high standard, and
what would be the volume of busi
ness transacted this year, were we
still hampered with the candles or
pine fagots of our forefathers as a
means of lighting stores, offices and
residences? It is the conveniences of
the age which have aided most in in
creasing the volume of daily transac
tions in the commercial world to their
present enormous amount, and no
greater* convenience has come to the
business man than the method of
lighting the desk, office and manufac
turing plant. What would our ances
tors of less than 100 years back have
thought of tapping a pair of wires at
any point and inserting a little glass
bulb, turning a button and obtaining
a light bettef than a dozen of their
candles could afford them? To-day it
has become such a common affair that
we seldom pause to think of the im
provement. but simply take it for
granted, as we have learned to do the
thousand and one other things which
the inventor has placed at our dis
posal.
But even this little glass bulb, with
its rays of light streaming out all
around, is open to improvement. In
almost every use to which this lamp
Is put there is no necessity for the
rays which illuminate the space above
the carbon film, and this inventor pro
poses not only to shut them out, but
to reflect them downward again,
where they will increase the brilliancy
of the vertical rays. Tkis is accom
plished by the use of the little metal
reflector shown in conjunction with
the incandescent electric light in the
picture. The under surface of this
Increases Power of End Rays.
shade is nickel-plated and highly pol
ished serving to deflect the light rays
which have an upward trend. To at
tach it to the lamp, the bulb must be
unscrewed and inserted between the
adjustable wings above the reflector
proper. A. J. Pardridge of Chicago is
the inventor.
Wind’s Mystery.
The meteorologist is gmdually di
vesting the wind of its mystery and
is able to explain convincingly how
and when it originates. The study of
a great number of observations taken
simultaneously all over the country,
and in fact all over two continents,
has enabled the expert to foresee just
when at night the layers of air near
the earth become cooled, and as cool
air Is heavier than warm air, a law
of physics that is generally appreciat
ed theoretically, but usually over
looked practically, this heavy air tends
to move down the hillside. The ten
dency becomes after a time sufficient
ly pronounced to produce a general
downhill movement, eventually result
ing a perceptible breeze.
That Is what is commonly designat
ed locally as “the mountain breeze,”
and which from its origin is practi
cally in one constant direction, though
the intervention of powerful storms
may temporarily reverse the custom
ary movement. Vice versa during the
day the presence of warmer and there
fore lighter air near the earth causes
a movement of the atmosphere with
an upward tendency, creating the so
called valley breezes. In certain fav
orably situated localities the appear
ance of the mountain or the valley
breeze is as regular as clockwork, the
transitional period being marked by a
calm.—Philadelphia Record.
Alloy That Defies Temperature.
Consul Guenther of Frankfort re
ports the invention by Dr. Guillaune
of an alloy of steel and nickel which
has the useful property of not expand
ing with increase of heat, retaining
practically the same volume under all
changes of temperature. By altering
'the proportions of the constituents, a
metal is obtained which contracts
when heated. The utility of an alloy
which maintains an unchanged vol
ume, despite changes of temperature,
is very great in making accurate
measuring instruments, clocks and
watches. The new alloy—called “in
var”—has already been used for pen
dulums and instruments for tropical
surveys with excellent results.
Science and health.
One-fifth of all deaths during last
winter were from pneumonia.
It is estimated that in all about 720
tons of ore have been used to produce
about one-fifth of an ounce of radium.
When lightning strikes a tree the
heat generated is sometimes so great
that all the sap is converted into su
perheated steam, which explodes, tear
ing the tree to splinters.
"If we ask a person to estimate the
4timber of stars visible on a clear
night,” says Houzeau, “we shall have
an exaggerated answer, the actual
number being a little over 3,000.”
New Stimulant Praised.
The Paris Journal des Debats re
cites experiments with formic acid, a
3ecretion of ants. Eight to ten drops
of the acid taken throe or four times a
day had a marked effect in stimulat
ing muscular activity, which might be
continued a long time without result
ant fatigue. “That tired feeling” also
disappears under the influence of the
icld.
Cotton Growing in Africa.
In the last annual report of the
British commissioner of British Cen
tral Africa the details of exports are
interesting as containing the first
mention of the export of cotton. Last
r.pring 600 acres were under cotton
cultivation, and it is expected that by
December there would be 4,000 acres.
BARN AND STORE HOUSE.
Plans for Commodious Structure for
the Farm.
M. McM.—Kindly publish a floor
plan for a basement barn, 100 feet
long and 40 feet wide, to accommo
date 36 cattle, 8 horses, and to have
two box stalls for cattle and two for
horses, besides a root house, to hold
2,500 bushels, a silo 12 feet square,
and a place for manure. How thick
should the walls be and how deep
should the foundations be laid?
(2). How should the barn be laid out
above and how long should the posts
be?
(3.) The barn will be built rn clay
soil, 200 yards from a running stream.
Could water be drawn from this
stream by a windmill, and what size
of pipe should be used?
The accompanying plan contains
five single horse stalls, two box stalls
for horses, 38 cow stalls, and two box
stalls for cattle. The manure shed is
at the end of building, with a door at
each side wide enough to drive a
wagon through to draw the manure
out.
The root house is under one of the
drive-ways, and extends along the side
Ground Floor Plan of Stock Barn.
A—Horse stable. B—Feed rooms. C—
Cow stalls. D—Passage behind cattle. E—
Gutters. G—Box stalls. H—Manure shed.
1—-Silo. J—Roothouse. K—Ventilators.
of barn wall towards the rilo. It is
12 by 40 feet and 8 feet high. It should
be arched over with concrete and have
two ventilators in the arch. These
ventilators are used to fill the house
with roots, and there should be a
window’ at each end of root house for
light. There should also be . cold air
pipe coming in near the floor for ven
tilation; the ventilators in the arch
answer for the outtake pipes. A root
house the size given will hold about
1,500 bushels of roots, as one bushel
of roots occupies about 2*6 cubic feet.
Should the root house not be large
enough it can be turned with the end
to the basement of barn, between '
the driveway and silo, and making it
| 20 by 30 feet and 10 feet high. It
would then hold about 2,400 bushels.
The silo is placed beside the other
driveway and is twelve feet in diame
ter and built round. Silos used to be
built on the inside of barns, but of
late they are built on the outside, in
fact for the last six years I have never
built nor seen one built on the inside
of a barn.
2. The barn above should have a
mow 18 feet wide over the horse
stable, then 12 feet for a driveway,
then two 20 foot mows and a 12 foot
driveway, and then an 18 foot mow
over the manure shed. The posts of
the barn should be 18 feet long. The
stairway will go down inside of the
mow, the door opening from the edge
of the driveway floor. The hay and
straw may be thrown down through
doors in the side of the mows in each
driveway.
3. You can draw the water from
the stream providing you do not have
to lift it too much, and a 1^-inch pipe
would be large enough.
4. If the wall is built of store It
should not be less than 18 inches
thick; if of concrete one foot is thiok
enough. The foundation should be put
down at least 20 inches and after the
wall is completed the soil should be
graded up 8 inches higher. This will
always keep the ground drier and
allows the water to run off and not
settle along the wall.—N. B. H.
Garden Needs Draining.
A. J. W.—My garden of rather wet,
heavy soil will not produce crops al
though it is manured each year with
stable manure and wood ashes, with
occasional applications of lime. I can
not get crops of potatoes, corn, toma
toes, pumpkins, melons nor black cur
rants. What treatment do yo~ *+
vise?
I think underdrains will correct v ,ie
trouble you complain of in addition to
which I should advise you to sow
something for a green crop to be
turned under. Suppose you put in til 3
this spring or summer, sowing Canada
peas, if possible, as early as August,
if not possible to have the ground
ready by that time, sow rye in Octo
ber, and plow it under the following
spring. Coarse gravel or coal ashea
may lighten up the soil in quite a df
gree. but I think you will find under
drains will give you best results. Cu
cumbers and melons require a warm,
light soil, sandy or gravelly loam be
ing best; and I doubt if you would be
entirely successful in growing any
vine crop on your land even if you
had good underdrains. I think your
failure in growing black currants is
due to the same cause as plants will
not thrive in heavy, wet soil, and no
amount of potash or other fertilizer
would change the texture of the soil.
—C. E. H.
Ants in an Orchard.
A Subscriber.—Please tell me what
will kill an ant hill in an orchard.
One of the simplest remedies for
the destruction of ants in orchards is
to pour into each nest about a tea
spoonful of bisulphide of carbon, after
wards plugging the hole with a small
piece of sod pressed down with the
foot. The liquid evaporates quickly
and the fumes penetrate into all the
parts of the nest, destroying all the
occupants. Another remedy is to pour
scalding water into the nests.
Tar Paper on a Roof.
O. W. B.—Would a layer of tar pa*
per between dry. well seasoned lum
ber and the shingles on a roof tend
to rot the lumber? What would the
effect be on the lumber If it were
green?
The tar paper being antiseptic in
character would tend to preserve the
dry lumber; on the other hand it
would in a measure delay the drying
of the green lumber, and in that way
tend to encourage decay in the lum
ber.
BIRD LIFE IN HAWAII.
Many Species Will Disappear or Be
Driven to Inaccessible Heights.
From some of the Open pastures
rises the song of the skylark, which
was imported from New Zealand; sky
larks increase in number, but net very
quickly.
The voice of the Chinese turtle
dove—the mourning dove, it is called
—is heard in the land quite near to
the valley homes; also the upward
whirr of the Mongolian and the Jap
anese pheasant.
Grouse and quail—the California
valley quail—were there until lately,
but. the latter have now betaken them
selves to heights ol 6,000 to 7,000 feet,
whither the marauding mongoose can
not follow them.
I asked a young niece of my own
who lately left Honolulu what birds
visited their grounds three miles ap
the valley road, and she tells me:
“Java sparrows, rice birds, and
those squawking mynahs. The last
eat up all our young figs and grapes,
: unless we throw the tennis nets over
them.”
That watching of birds which is
essential to a knowledge of their life
history has, indeed, been impossible
to most visitors to Hawaii.
And now that annexation is giving
an impetus to the development of the
country’s resources, the inevitable de
struction cf its forests, even if the
; birds themseives do not perish with
■ the trees that sheltered and fed them,
is driving them up to still more in
accessible heights and wooded depths
between the sharp volcanic peaks,
which will baffle the hardiest climber.
—Blackwood’s Magazine.
LITTLE THINGS THAT COUNT.
Great Results Scmetimes Spring from
Small Beginnings.
“The longer I live,” observed the
cashier of a bank down town, “the
more I realize the importance of little
things. Here is a case in point,” he
continued, referring to a letter he just
had received. “A few weeks ago I
had two callers in my office, one an
excitable, elderly man, a big depositor,
and the other the president of a man
ufacturing concern and the writer of
this letter. This manufacturer left,
and soon afterward the excitable man
discovered that some one had taken
his hat. He stormed about the place
until one of the clerks suggested that
perhaps the manufacturer had taken
it by mistake. The excitable man de
manded his address and started out
to hunt him down and give him ‘a
piece of his mind.’
“The other day I read a letter from
the manufacturing concern and was
astonished to see among the names
of its officers that of my excitable
caller as vice president. My curiosity
was aroused and I made some in
quiries. Now' I learn that the excit
able man was so pleasantly received
when he called for his hat that hi3
anger cooled at once. Then he got
to talking about the manufacturer’s
business and the money he was mak
ing. A few days later he invested
heavily in the concern and was elect
ed its vice president. And all be
cause of that little mistake about a
hat.”—New York Press.
The Greater Love.
The bee that sips her sweets from flow
ers fair.
Flying on careless wing now here, now
there.
With azure skies above, green sward be
low.
And soft south-wind to bear her to and
fro.
Might seem the soul of self-devoted ease.
Her life a draught of nectar without
leecs.
Not so! Her prime is full of strenuous
deed
That shames our own in generous meed
Of work for others’ good. Long summer
days
She builds her golden house, with guer
dons stays
Her Queen, uprears her young, and stores
her food—
Then sudden shuns her wealth, her home,
her brood.
And seeks new haven on an unknown
sea.
Leaving her life-work to posterity.
—Henry Hoyt Moore.
Photographer Too Literal.
Senator Thomas C. Platt has often
admitted to his friends that he does
not consider himself a handsome man.
He says he once had some pictures
taken while on a visit to Owego, N. Y.,
the place of his birth. When the
photographing operation was com
pleted he told the photographer, as
people had done from time immemo
rial, that he hoped the camera would
stand the shock. Anxious to reassure
his distinguished patron and some
what flustrated with the importance
of the occasion, the photographer has
tily replied:
“Oh, that’s all right, Mr. Platt. I’ve
taken worse faces than yours with
that camera.”—New York Times.
Shrewd Scheme of Japanese.
“This Japanese war reminds me.”
said an old time Bath (Me.) sea cap
tain, “of the earlier times before Ja
pan was so free with other nations as
she is to-day. In those days, when a
foreign ship entered the Japanese
ports the captain was obliged to place
his Bible and rudder In charge of the
chief officer, of the port, and leave it
there until he was ready to sail. Of
course he wouldn't sail without either,
and the Japs could easily keep tabs
on the movements of all ships in their
harbors."
Not a Visiting Card.
Two men were eating in a down
town restaurant where folk take their
luncheons in a hurry from the arms
of chairs, says the New York Press.
One man was a stranger to the place.
Casting a glance about the room be
tween bites, his eye was caught by a
motto. The motto reads:
“Wait on the Lord.”
The stranger looked at it once, then
a second time. Then he nudged his
companion and pointed to the motto:
“Say,” he whispered, “I didn’t know
he ate here.”
“Tut, tut,” remonstrated the other.
“That ain’t no visitin’ card.”
Distances at Seat of War.
From Port Arthur it is 300 miles, a
little south of west, to Chemulpo, the
seaport of Seoul. From Port Arthur
to Taku, the port of Pekin, it is 163
miles. The Korean strait is about 150
miles wide and is 650 miles south of
Vladivostok. Wiju, near the mouth of
the Yalu river, on its Korean side, is
220 miles northwest of Port Arthur.
The distance by rail from Port Arthur
to Harbin is 650 miles.
free to Twenty-rive Ladies.
The Defiance Starch Co. will giro
25 ladies a round trip ticket to the
St. Louis Exposition, to five ladies
in each of the following states: Illi
nois, Iowa, Nebraska, Kansas and
Missouri who will send in the largest
number of trade marks cut from a ten
cent, lG-ounce package of Defiance
cold water laundry starch. TWs
means from your own home, any
where in the above named states.
These trade marks must be mailed to
and received by the Defiance Starch
Co., Omaha, Nebr., before September
1st, 1904. October and November
will be the best months to visit tho
Exposition. Remember that Defiance
is the only staren put up 16 oz. (a
full pound) to the package. You get
one-third more starch for the same
money than of any other kind, and
Defiance never sticks to the iron.
The tickets to the Exposition will be
sent by registered mall September
5th. Starch for sale by all dealers.
Dog Saves a Whole Family,
A fox terrrer named Beauty is cred
ited by George Bourtinenon, a barber
who lives with his wife anil three
daughters in Brooklyn, N. Y., with
having saved them all from asphyxi
ation. When the Bourtinenon family
retired the gas was left burning in
the kitchen, the jet turned very low.
During the night, the pressure having
been reduced, the light went out. A
little later the gas was passing
through the pipes again and filling the
Bourtinenon flat from the open cock
in the kitchen.
Beauty, who was awake and prowl
ing about the place had his suspicions
aroused by the increasing odor. He
ran to his master’s bedside and awak
ened him. The matter was speedily
rectified, and the family then real
ized the hidden danger that had been
upon it.
\Vigflle»Stick laundry blue
Won’t spill, break, freeze nor spot clu’ i.es.
Costs 10 cents and equals 20 cents worth of
my other bluing. If your grocer does not
reep it send 10c f<v sample to The Laundry
31ue Co., 14 Michigan Street, Chicago.
You can easily make a man hot by
tubbing him the wrong way.
Ido net believe Peso's Cure for Consumption
las an equal for coughs and colds.—John 9
Butko, Trinity Springs, Ind., Feb. ;6, 1900.
Women can invent excuses with a
pretty candor.
If you wish beautiful, clear, white clothes
Qse Red Cross Ball Blue. Large 2 oa»
package, 5 cents.
In Florence, lately, one of several
Italian ladies who were entertaining
Mark Twain, asked what was the
American national game. “Poker,” he,
responded. When she laughingly pro
tested that he was facetious, he grave
ly reiterated his statement, and add
ed: “Madame, to the game of poker
the American people owe the most
valuable lesson a nation can learn:
Never give up, even after you have
tost your last chance.”
Mrs. Van Rennselaer Cruger tells a
story of a Washington hostess who in
vited an attache of one of the foreign
legations to dine with her. The invi
tation was formally accepted, but on
the morning of the appointed day a
note, written by the foreigner’s valet,
was received, which read: “Mr. Blank
regrets very much that he will not be
able to be present at Mrs. Swift's din
ner tonight, as he Is dead.”
Love is the sun that hatches the
flowers of the soul. The face, which
reflects all the inner sentiments of the
heart, betrays the love of its owner,
and is beautiful.
It’s a case of love's labor lost when
a woman is compelled to take in wash
ing in order to support a worthless
husband.
After buying experience a man sel
dom boast of his bargain.
Digressions are often the brightest
sunshine of life.
The man who is vain takes pride
In showing it on the smallest provo
cation.
A spoiled child is almost as bad as
one that is too fresh.
A man consumes more or less tin.©
when he is eating dates.
ARMY TRIALS.
An Infantryman’s Long Siege.
This soldier’s tale of food is interest
ing.
During his term of service in 17th
Infantry in Cuba and Philippines, an
Ohio soldier boy contracted a disease
of the stomach and bowels which all
army doctors who treated him pro
nounced incurable, but which Grape
Nuts food alone cured:
“In October, 1899, when my enlist
ment expired, I was discharged from
the army at Calulute, Philippines, and
returned to the States on the first
available steamer that left Manila.
When I got home I was a total wreck 4
physically and my doctor put me to
bed saying he considered me the worst
broken-down man of my age he ever
saw and after treating me 6 months
he considered my case beyond medical
aid.
“During the fall and winter of 1900
and '01 I was admitted to the Barnes
Hospital in Washington, D. C., for
treatment for chronic inflammation of
the stomach and bowels but after 5
months returned home as bad as ever.
“I continued taking medicine until
February, 1902, when reading a news
paper one day I read about Grape-Nuts
and was so impressed I sent out for a
package right away.
“The result is quickly told for I
have used Grape-Nuts continually ever
since with the best result*, my healtli
Is so I can do a fair day * hard work,
stomach and bowels are iu good con
dition, have gained <0 pounds in
weight and I feel like a new man alto
gether.
“I owe my present good health to
Grape-Nuts beyond all doubt for medi
cal science was exhausted.” Name
given by Postum Co., Battle Creek,
Mich.
Had he consulted any one of sev
eral thousand physicians we know of
they would have prescribed Grape
Nuts immediately.
Look in each pkg. for the famous
little book, “The Road to Wellville.”
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