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Inexpensive Lace Blouses. Lace blouses and coats come in many varieties, the cluny lace being one of the most serviceable and popu lar. A real cluny of allover pattern cannot be bought for less than $50, but the imitation, which is also a linen lace, with good wearing and washing qualities is being put'out by the shops In prices as low as $12. Some of these are made of strips of insertion, and one managed by a clever little dress maker. had the two middle strips of the lace shortened enough to make a little square neck opening. She lined the lace with chiffon and a chiffon high band collar and dickey made with fine tucks went with it. Most of the new lace blouses for any wear whatsoever have elbow sleeves, and to fill these out the thin chiffon and organdie undersleeves are in great demand. There is no great attempt made to match them, and under sleeves trimmed with one kind of lace are seen with waists of another, al though the woman who makes these little accessories for herself can near ly alway find something to corre spond. Yorkshire Pudding. Two eggs, one cup of flour, sifted before measuring, one cup of sweet milk, one-half teaspoon of salt. Put flour and salt into bowl, add one-half of the milk and beat until perfectly smooth, then add the rest of the milk. Beat the eggs very lightly, then add to the flour and milk. Now beat the mixture thoroughly with egg beater until it is full of bubbles. Grease gem pan with drippings from roast meat, pour in the mixture and bake about forty minutes in a hot oven. When the pudding has been in oven about ten minutes baste it well with drippings from meat. This pudding is always served as a garnish with roast meat and is a favorite dish in England. Effective Redingote. Redingote costume of plain golden cloth seen at the New York horse show. Cheese Croquettes. i' When dressed lettuce is served for ‘the salad cheese croquettes are a new novelty to pass with the course, and butter or water biscuits are passed, too. Scald three-fourths of a cupful of milk with two slices of onion, and then remove the onion. Melt four ta blespoonfuls of flour and pour on grad ually, while stirring constantly, three fourths of a cupful of hot milk. Add three-fourths of a cupful of grated soft cheese, season with salt and cayenne, and spread on a plate to cool. Shape into balls about one and one-half inches in diameter, dip in crumbs, egg and crumbs again; fry in deep fat, and drain on brown paper. Ar range on plate covered with a folded napkin.—Woman’s Home Companion. Wash Flannels. The colorings of the wash flannels are exceptionally pretty. There are stripings in combinations of cream and blue and white and brown and green and white. The former is set oft by a black taffeta tie and the lat ter by a brown one. There are also a few gay plaids. Without exception these waists have deep cuffs fastened in the front. They are appropriate for house wear and severely plain tailor gowns; in short, they are warm and comfortable and decidedly in formal. There is another pretty waist that is red with black pin dots. It is made with deep cuffs and trimmed with black braid and black buttons. Without a doubt the cream-colored wool batiste, with its rich embroidery, is as dainty and pretty a thing as any extravagant affair from Paris, and certainly a whole lot warmer. New Flower Pott. When you buy a potted plant from a florist nowadays he does not send It home In the ordinary red clay pot such as ha3 been in use from time out of mind. The plant is delivered in a receptacle of the conventional shape, but it is covered with fine straw bound around with raffia that is either paint ed a soft green ora dull shade of red These bindings are fashioned in some pleasing design and are varnished, so that the whole thing is ready to stand as an ornament just as it is. These plants may come high, but there is one economy in buying them. You do not have to purchase a jardiniere to put them in.—Chicago News. Feather Hats. The best feather hats this year are given distinction by something added In the way of trimming. Just the right note of incongruity and to mark the difference from the crowd is achieved by adding a bunch of flowers in con trasting color. For instance, a beauti ful toque of robin’s egg blue of the real water grebe was topped off at the left side with a large bunch of velvet vio lets. A brown feather hat was finished In the way with pink roses and j one of the peacock hats was trimmed with an artistic knot of soft gold braid. A pure white one in turban shape was trimmed with a big pink dahlia, a knot of velvet ribbon and an upright ostrich tip. A shape of pheasant feathers, brightened with a vivid green wing, was another success. Spiced Fruits. Three pounds of sugar to one pint of good vinegar, a teacupful of broken cinnamon, one teaspoonful of cloves (whole), a very little mace. This will spice about one peck of peaches. Put all in a kettle and simmer slowly fifteen or twenty minutes. The fruit should be pared. When done put in small jars and cover with egg papers. I WHIL» THE t* JBA D»WS me corseiet skirt with bretelles or shoulder straps and no jacket at all Is being worn a great deal for at-home gowns. Light material, voile, cash mere, henrietta, eollenne and similar fabrics are used. Charming little short coats of lace and muslin are shown for the babies. They are not for wear outdoors, but are intended to be slipped over the infant’s robes when it Is carried down stairs in state to receive visitors. A charming empire coat of light brown cloth lias the waist outlined with a band of the cloth tucked in very fine tucks pressed flat and inset in the cloth of the coat, the bands crossing in a surplice and extended around the back of the waist. The same bands trimmed the sleeves above the wide, flaring cuff. Trimmed Muffs Fashionable. What might be called trimmed muffs—that is, with tails and heads of the animals as ornamentation, are fashionable just now. As they are so large they seem to need some fin ish, white lynx—tails of the animal and the small heads relieve nicely the wide flat surface. Lace and flowers always seem rather incongruous against fur, but they undoubtedly give a richness of coloring which is effective to a degree. Ecru lace against sable is exquisite, and imita tion gardenias with a touch of color in the green leaves render chinchilla more than ever charmingly pretty. Full lace ruffles soften the wrist holes in the majority of muffs for reception wear. To Be in Style Wear Velvet. Velvets, which until a few short years ago were considered the mate rial of kings and queens, have come to be very generally worn not only by people of wealth but by those of mod est purse as well. The chiffon velvets are the direct result of the manufac turers’ efforts to get the pliable quali ty of the cotton fabrics in their silk weaves. Velveteens of to-day are as pretty and as lustrous as their silken tela tives, and this season are brought out with the added virtue of being fast in color, thus assuring the wearer that her light-colored dainty blouse or del icately tinted gloves will not be smudged. Rub glycerin over the window pane to prevent its becoming frosted. Use a wooden toothpick to test cakes, instead of a broom straw. Lay the fir balsam pillow on the radiator for a few minutes if you want the whole room deliciously scented. Potatoes may be deliciously baked on an asbestos mat on top of the range. Cover them with a tin pan and give them about one hour. Bake the hot cakes at the table when the family is small and there Ruby velvet gown, with Irish crochet yoke. Toque and boa of white fox. Mauve broadcloth with shirred chif fon yoke and lower sleeves or darker velvet cravat effect. is no maid. A small alcohol or gas stove, with a griddle to fit makes this possible. Boiled meat used In making soups is often tasteless and dry. If left In the soup over night the juices will return to it and the meat will thus be rendered both palatable and nu tritious. The next time you burn any milk take the pan off the fire and stand it at once In a basin of cold water. Put a pinch of salt in the pan, give the milk a stir and you will find that the burnt taste has almost, If not entirely, disappeared. Lace on All Kinds of Gowns. Lace is to be a great deal worn upon winter gowns, and even on street dresses one sees it very much. In one of the shop windows there is a very handsome cloth dress, trimmed around the neck and down the front with a tan colored lace jabot. Set in the jabot of lace there is a strip of black fur. The muff is made of black fur, with a trimming of white lace along the upper part and at each end. Bows of velvet are set in the lace. Small Empire Coat No one need think that the fashions of the first empire are not as becom ing to the little maid as to her moth er. It is unusual to find a style which is so universally becoming, and the little coat shown is quite as becom ing on the little girl as the same mode is on her mother. What could be more adorable than a demure little lady in this coat? The short Eton part fits easily, while the lower attached por tion flares gracefully about the bot tom. Velvet is very soft and rich in tiny coats for winter, and the pretty collar and cuff facings of white broad cloth on this one renders it all the more charming by contrast. The coat closes in double-breasted manner with six large crystal buttons, which also trim the cuff of the sleeve. Any sea sonable coat fabric may be used in this design. For the medium size the pattern calls for four yards of 22-inch material. In French Broadcloth, For the general utility, evening or carriage coat, French broadcloth of the exquisitely light supple kind is the most practical and modish material. One model is of this fabric in smoke gray. It is built on the empire lines and is without trimming, save a round yoke and pointed tabs formed of cir cular rows of stitching. The collar, revers and cuffs are chinchilla. White satin is used throughout for lining. New Wrinkle for a Muff. A new wrinkle for a muff is to sew a full ruffle of about three-inch ribbon on to the ends of the muff. All stoles and boas and ruches should be short —that is, just to cover.the shoulders —and with fur tails or velvet loops as a finish at either end. These neck arrangements give a pretty finish to any costume, and are rather becoming if properly worn. I Now I Lay Me. (Found In the knapsack of a soldier of the Civil War after he had been slain in battle.) Near the campfire's flickering light In my blanket bed I lie. Gazing through the shades of night And the twinkling stars on high; O’er me spirits In the air Silent vlgiis seem to keep As I breathe my childhood s prayer, “Now I lay me down to sleep.” Sadly Bings the whip-poor-Will In the boughs of yonder tree; Laughingly the dancing rill Swells the midnight melody; Foemen may be lurking near In the canon dark and deep; Low I breathe In Jesus' ear: “I pray Thee, Lord, my soul to keep. 'Mid those stars one face I see— One the Savior turned away— Mother, who in infancy Taught my baby lips to pray; Her sweet spirit hovers near In this lonely mountain brake. Take me to her. Savior dear, "If I should die before I wake." Fainter grows the flickering light. As each ember slowly dies; Plaintively the birds of night Fill the air with sad’ning cries; Over me they stem to cry: "You may never more awake.” Low I lisp: "If I should die. I pray Thee, Lord, my soul to take. Now I lay me down to sleep: I pray Thee. Lord, my soul to keep. If I should die before I wake, I pray Thee, Lord, roy soul to take. —Unidentified. Flag From a Wedding Drew In the library of a home on River side drive hangs a frame In which, under glass, is a piece of a woman’s wedding gown, says the New York Sun. The remnant Is no larger than the hand of a sixteen-year-old girl. The fine old man who lives in the house tells this story of the garment from which the bit was taken: "It is a fragment of the wedding dress of my wife’s niece,” he said. “The Civil war was not three months under way when her husband enlist ed in the company of Coon Thornton, afterward a Colonel in the Confeder ate service, whose personal history and daring made him known to both armies west of the Mississippi river in the ’60s. “Soon after the enlistment of the young husband, he sent word to his wife that the company had no flag. She was a spirited woman, as most Southern women were at that time. “The stores were not dealing in much those days except the neces saries of life. The young wife took a last look at her wedding dress and down it came from its receptacle. “She cut it and slashed it, got the red from another gown in her trous seau, and then added the blue field from the crown of her hat, which she had worn when her lover chose her as the queen of beauty at a tournament In which he was the successful knight "Out of all these the flag of Coon Thornton’s company was made by this woman and her friends, and it was duly presented by the makers. Across the field of the flag were the words, stitched in silk, ‘Protect Missouri.’ ” The owner of the remnant told how the flag had been preserved and hand ed down, and how Coon Thornton and most of his followers had died, and of the death of the woman who had planned the flag from the outfit which is most dear to a woman’s heart. There the story might have ended, had not the person to whom it was told known the sequel. According to his story the flag was carried until it was frayed and full of holes. Before the first year of the war was over the flag was captured by the captain of a Federal company that was enlisted in Colorado. This captain afterward became a General. George West is his name and he is still living. The hushand or the woman who gave her wedding garment for a flag is also still living. He is Major Will Kuykendall. He has been in Wyom ing ever since the war ended. Gen. West retained the captured flag until a G. A. R. post received it from his hands, with the understanding that it was subject to his ord§r. Two or three times the flag disappeared, but was returned as mysteriously as it had been taken away. Long before Congress decided that captured Confederate flags should be returned Gen. West was making in quiries about the woman who had made the flag. He had heard its story. He learned that the woman who pre sented it to Thornton’s company was dead. Then he began a search for Major Kuykendall and learned that he was still in the flesh. A correspondence followed, and Gen. West arranged to have the tattered emblem returned to the man who suggested its creation. The return is to be the chief inci dent of a meeting of the surviving members of Gen. West’s Colorado company and the few surviving mem bers of Coon Thornton’s company. As soon as all survivors of both com mands can be found the meeting-will take place in Colorado, and the wed ding garment banner, bullet riddled, yellow with years and moth eaten, will be returned to the hands of the man who wed the woman from whose silks the ensign was made. Soldier’s Lost Identity. “That story of lost identity,” said the Major, “on the part of a soldier who served some years in the regu lar army did not strike me as being necessarily untrue. There were not a few strange cases of the kind in the civil war. We found in the hospital at the close of the war and among the released prisoners many men who could not satisfactorily explain them selves. Their personality had shifted to such an extent that some of them were sent to Infirmaries' and insane asylums, and In later years to the soldiers’ homes. “While we were stationed at Bridge port, Ala., after the battle of Mission ary Ridge, a regiment of veterans came down from Chattanooga with several hundred prisoners en route for Camp Chase, Ohio. The guard was to go through with the prisoners and the boys were counting the trip as good as a furlough. When the col umn of gray, fringed on either side by a line of blue, started across the pontoon bridge to take the train wait ing on the other side, prisoners and guards were in high spirits and there was a great deal of jollity. &SUi "contrary to orders and custom the men of the marching column caught step and went swinging across the bridge to a lively air whistled by those in advance. Warnings were shouted by sentinels and officers, but too late. The bridge parted and scores of Unionists and Confederates went Into the river. There was great con fusion, but boats were at hand and most of the men were rescued. Many of the guards dropped their rifles and swam to shore. But one large, fine looking fellow went head first Into the mass of floating timbers. He went down with his gun at a right shoulder shift. “He came up shortly, but I was startled to see that he still carried his gun at a right shoulder shift and that he made no motion with his feet or hands. He went down again in a swirl of water, lurching to one side, but making no struggle to save him self. I ordered the men in the boats to watch for him. One of the watch ers declared that the body came nearly to the surface with gun still at a rigfct shoulder shift and then was carried down stream by the current. “A few days later a soldier, with clothing none the worse for wear, came trudging into camp with gun at right shoulder shift. I was officer of the day, and he was brought to me. He was the man who went head first into the river the day the pontoon bridge parted, and who came up and went down with gun at a right shoul der, shift. He seemed to me uncanny and ghostlike, but he was ready to answer questions. He remembered the breaking of the bridge, but remem bered nothing after his plunge into the water. “When consciousness returned he was in a negro cabin, some miles be low Bridgeport. The woman washed and ironed his clothes and the man cared for him until he was able to walk back to camp. This was the story. He had evidently been struck on the head as he went into the water, and he was not in his right mind. He Insisted that he did not belong to the regiment that was guarding the prisoners, and declined to talk on that point. He was not himself for sev eral months, but I never knew until after the war that for all those months he thought he was some other per son.—Chicago Inter Ocean. Million on Pension Roll. The pension roll reached the maxi mum number in its history on Jon. 21 last, the number being 1,004,196. The roll passed the million mark in September of last year, and gradually increased the next four months. The decline began with the first of last February, and by the following May had dropped below the million mark. These facts are developed in a synopsis of the annual report of Pen sion Commissioner Warner covering the operations of his office for the fiscal year ending June 30 last. At the end. of the year the number of pensions had declined to 998.441, a net increase for the year of 3,679. During the year the bureau issued 185,242 pension certificates, of which number over 50,000 were originals. The annual value of the pension roll on June 30, 1905, was $136,745,295. By the term “annual value” is meant the amount of money required to pay the pensioners then on the roll for one year. During the year 43,883 pensioners were dropped from the roll by reason of death, and of this number 30,324 were surviviors of the civil war. On June 30, 1905, the roll contained the names of 684,508 surviviors of the civil war, a decrease of over 6,000 from the previous year. The total amount disbursed for pen sions for the fiscal year was $141, 142,861, of which amount $4,197,166 was for navy pensions and $3,409,998 war and $133,022,170 to the survivors of the civil war, their widows and de pendents. Soldiers True to the Flag. Col. Joseph W. Kay, having been elected National Commander of the Union Veteran Legion at the National Encampment of the order at Wilming ton, Del., in October last, resigned his office as Colonel of Encampment No. 70, at its regular meeting, says the New York Press. The lieutenant col onel, Jabez Chalmers, was elected as colonel to fill the vacancy. Major Nathan Armour was elected lieutenant colonel, and Peter Dwyer was made major. Major Dwyer was a member of the Eight regiment, United States infantry, when war was declared, and was surrendered by Gen. Twiggs, and with the greater part of his regiment was held as prisoner of war for many months. To the credit of the United States soldiers they remained loyal to the Flag and to the Union, while many of the commissioned officers, who had been educated at West Point, deserted the Flag and went over to the Confederacy. The Union Veteran Legion, as its name implies, is a veter an organization, but no one is eligible to its membership unless he saw at. least two years or more of service or was discharged for wounds. Veteran Rejects Large Pension. William Elliott, a civil war veteran of Kokomo, Ind., who has been notified, that an accumulated pension of $15, 000 is awaiting his acceptance, de clared he would not accept the money. “I was a soldier all through the war,” he declared, "but I merely did my plain duty, nothing more, and am not entitled to a premium for that. Christ would refuse to accept money for the ' performance of his duty and I will not take it.” G. A. R. Pension Committee. Commander in Chief Tanner of the Grand Army of the Republic announ ces the committee on pensions as fol lows: Chairman, Bernard Kelly, Ot tawa. Kan.; David F. Pugh, Columbus, Ohio; Henry M. Nevius, Redbank, N. j.; William- Shakespeare, Kalamazoo, Mich.; D. E. Denny. Worcester, Mass.; Wllltam Rule, Knoxville, Tenn., and C. 1\ Adams, Superior, Neb. Miff VS SEffT TKTIOVGH SPACE H. Addington Bruce describes the attempt of an English clergyman named Clarence Godfrey to “project himself” into the presence of a friend at a distance. The attempt was-made on the night of Nov. 15, 1886. The result of his attempt, as de scribed in the account written out at his request by the “percipient,” who it should perhaps be added, had had no*intimation of the experiment, was as follows: “Yesterday—viz., the morning of Nov. 16, 1886—about half past 3 o’clock I woke up with a start and an idea that someone had come into the room. I heard a curious sound, but fancied it might be the birds In the ivy outside. Next I ex perienced a strange, restless longing to leave the-room and go downstairs. This feeling became so overpowering that at last I arose and lit a candle and went down, thinking that if I could get some soda water it might have a quieting effect. “On returning to my room I saw Mr. Godfrey standing under the large window on the staircase. He was dressed in his usual style and with an expression on his fact that I nave noticed when he has been looking very earnestly at anything. He stood there and I held up the candle and bazed at him for three or four seconds \u utter amazement and then as I passed up the staircase he disap peared. The impression left on my mind was so vivid'that I fully in tended waiting a friend who occupied the same room as myself, but renum bering that I should onjy be laughed at as romantic and imaginative I re frained from doing so.” Arguing from analogy, it was held by those advancing the telepathic hy pothesis that the mind of a dying per son in reverting to a distant friend conveyed to the friend’s mind a dis tinct impression which took the form of a vivid visual hallucination. To the reply that the apparitions were by no means uniformly coincident with the moment of death and not infre quently occurred only after a lapse of several hours it was deemed suf ficient to point to such cases as that of Rev. Mr. Godfrey as illustrative of similar deferment of experimental hallucinations. In the Godfrey case the "willing” begun at 10:45 p. m. on the night of Nov. 15, and lasted only eight minutes, after which Mr. God frey fell asleep; whereas, it was not until 3:30 a. m. of the following morn ing that the hallucinatory vision ap peared to the “percipient.”—Public Opinion. HAVOC W'ROVGHT 3^ SILKWORM A thrifty woman of Augusta began experimenting some time ago to learn what effect the Georgia climate would have upon Imported silkworms. A room in her house was given up to their use and mulberry leaves in abundapce were supplied to them. Later, when they began to increase in numbers and to escape to other parts of the house, whatever spot they chanced^ upon became sacred to them. No one was allowed to interfere with a silkworm in its pursuit of happiness, no matter where it might have estab lished its cocoon. This was strongly impressed upon the servants. All the while the worms were grow ing. Mandy, the colored cook, was making preparations for her wedding. In order to take advantage of every minute she could spare, she brought the materials for her wedding dress to the kitchen, and there constructed a thing of beauty with which to be deck herself. At last her day of hap piness arrived, and her mistress con sented to allow a substitute to cook dinner while Mandy was away for a day to celebrate the event. That evening, however, Mandy ap peared in the kitchen as usual, and set about getting supper. Her eyes i were swollen and her face gave evi dence of long weeping, which was sup ported by the persistent convulsive heaving of her shoulders. "Why, Mandy!” exclaimed her mis tress. “I’m right glad to see you back. Did the wedding go nicely?” "No, ma'am,” said Mandy, then burst into a storm of tears. "No, ma'am, it just didn't go at all. I ain't been married.” “Not married, Mandy? Why, that is too bad! What was the matter? Didn’t Henderson come?” “Ya-as’m, he done come. Eve’ybody done come. The whole chu’ch was plumb full of people. I reckon some of ’em is there yit. Eve’ybody was there but me.” Sobs again shook her and interfered with speech. “Well, what was the matter, then?" finally inquired her mistress. ‘Did you change your mind?’ “O, lawsy, no, Miss Sally. I wanted to git there baid enough. But, Miss Sally—Miss Sally—“ sobs again— "Miss Sally, one of dem plaguy, squnshy white wo’ms done—done— coocoo-ed in my weddin’ dress!”— Youth’s Companion. SVMMER VJVVER IROfi 'ROOF ‘1 had scarcely thought,” said the middle-aged man, “that I should ever again hear the patter of the rain on the roof as I heard it in my youth, when I slept in the garret in the home of my boyhood. But now it has been .brought back to me most vividly. "In the slimmer just past I lived for a time in a one-story cabin built of corrugated iron. The little house had a nice little veranda across the front and was very comfortable within. And besides these distinguishing features, the little iron house had some other characteristic traits. For one, it was the most sensitive house I ever knew to changes of temperature. “It was a lovely day on which we struck the place. As we sat on the veranda and looked out through an opening in the trees in front upon a broad and varied landscape of water, woods and mountains and then up at a fleecy summer cloud we thanked the good luck that had landed us there. And then, as that light cloud floated on across the face of the sun. we heard coming from behind us sounds which we realized in a moment came from the house itself. It was the iron roof, now in the shadow of that cloud, contracting when the heat of the sun was withdrawn. And then in a mo ment, as the clouds passed on, we heard from the house again the roof expanding as the sun once more fell upon it. “It was the most responsive house, by far, in a rainstorm that 1 ever slept in. On the ijrst night we were there we were wakened by the sound of what we thought at first must be a buckshot cataract falling on the head of a giant drum. But in a moment again we realized that this was the sound of rain falling on our corrugat ed iron roof. And talk about the patter of the rain drops on the old, moss-grown shingles! Why, on this roof the rain came down like—like buckshot? Like grapeshot, cannon balls; innumerable, countless, con tinuous millions of cannon balls pounding with a constant roar.”—New York Sun. EXVLO'RE'RS KJETT IJV MEMO'Ry' Lieut.-Col. C. Delme-Radcliffe, late governor of the British Nile province, recently gave to the Royal Geograph ical society this account of the mem ories of former explorers still exist ing there: “The natives we found re membered Emin Pasha well, but re garded him with indifference or dis like. He had left, perhaps unavoid ably, a great deal of power in the hands of native subordinates, and their abuse of it had made the unfor tunate people dread the pasha’s au thority. Of Gordan only a few natives seemed to know anything, though most of those living near the river had heard of ‘Godun,’ as he was called. I secured one interesting relic of Gordon in the shape of an Austrian bentwood chair which he had given to the chief Gimorro. I bought it from the latter’s son, Aoin, who had fixed a patch of leopard skin on the seat. “Sir Samuel and Lady Baker, how ever, seem to have inspired the na tives everywhere with the greatest possible affection. They never ceased to tell us wonderful stories of the do ings of ‘Murrdu,’ or Lion’s-mane, as they called Sir Samuel, and of ‘Any adue,’ or Daughter of the Moon, which is their name for Lady Baker. Watel Ajus, a very aged man now, got himself carried from his village a long way to my camp. On hearing that Lady Baker was alive in England he took an elephant’s hair necklace from his neck and begged me to give it to her when I went back. This I did, and the old chief was delighted to receive a return present of photo graphs of Sir Samuel and Lady Baker, with an ivory-handled knife. This he acknowledged by sending back a leop ard skin to Lady Baker. “Our best recommendation to the natives we found to be the statement that we belonged to the same nation as Baker and that our government would be like his. Shooll gave me one of the scarlet shirts which had been worn by Sir Samuel's famous ‘Forty Thieves.’ He had treasured it carefully all those years in an earth enware Jar, as a sort of credential of his connection with Baker.” THE WOULD C'ROWS DETTED. Tell me not, In your doleful way, that the world grows ever worse; That we cannot escape from the drear, old sway of the drear, old primal TeU me^not that there is no hope except in the grace of God, For though it be true. He sets that grace in the veriest human clod. The world is sweeter than e er it was; I read not far or deep , . Till I know that out of the.slough of sin - the multitudes upward creep. Our sight may be dim while we wmlk our U time on this misty, earthly shore. But we clearer see what the right must be than ever man saw before. Tho world is better, aye, better far, than it was In the days of eld. When they might take who had the pow er and they might keep who held; When the belted knights rode to and fro, their cruel will to do. And the king was lord of his subjects brawn, and e en of his spirit, too; When a woman’s name was a thing to toast and her virtue a thing to own; ■When a serf and a bondsman bore the mark of the tyrant upon the throne— Ah, sigh if you will for “the- good old days," the fabulous days of yore. But we clearer see what the right must be than ever man saw before. I know that the problems that vex us now are sore to our errant view. But we've gained the sight, as we’ve gained the. might, that our grand sires never knew; We have swung from the day when might was right to the day when Right reveals Some part of her face, divinely fair, to the veriest clod who feels Through the long, slow aeons we’ve up ward pressed, as ever our God hath willed. And here has the Right been crowned our king, or there has the Wrong been stilled. * There is much to do. there is much to - win. for the ages have taught their lore. But we clearer see what the right must be than ever man saw before. —A. J. Waterhouse. --- Lost Use of His Head. “I’ve got the cutest kid story,” de clared a charming woman who has just returned from Niagara Falls. “On the train we met George E. Kittridge of this city and his wife and little son. The ingenuous Geprge 3d at length came over to my chair, and we embarked upon a long conver sation of a very serious nature. I spoke of a scar on his forehead, and he explain >d to me just how he had fallen when he received it, how It had hurt, what had been done for It, and all the particulars. I sympathized in every detail as if I had felt the shock and every succeeding twinge of pain commenting: ‘It was very bad, wasn’t it?’ To that he replied: ‘I should think it was. Why, I was out of the use of my head for a week.’ ”_ChK cago Inter Ocean.