TH#iJGHTS BV JOHN RUSKIN. A great idealist can never be ego- ! tistic. God has made every man fit for his ! work. To create anything in reality is to put life into it. It is far more difficult to be simple than to be complicated. In order to find what is fairest you must delight in ■what Is fair. There is no wealth but life. Life, including all its powers of love, of joy, and of admiration. POINTED PARAGRAPHS. The helping hand is never empty. One to-day is worth aneternity of yesterdays. There is nothing platonic about a man’s love for himself. If a small boy is quiet his mother wonders what ails him. Money makes the mare go—and sometimes she goes to the horse doc tor. If a man expects a woman to re rea sonable she thinks he is unreason able. SENTENCE SERMONS. The greedy are always needy. Life is the mil! in which men are j made. They are richest who give the world | most refreshing. Making a name for gold does not make a golden name. Truth rests on facts, but her face reaches higher realms. Hope and aspiration joined make the energy of any life. It ofte ntakes a great load to get a j man down on his knees. An appetite for flattery attracts our | foes and repels: our friends. Knew Him. "William.” said the head of the frm. looking at his watch. “I have business out of town this afternoon and may be detained several hours If anybody should call—” ■'Ther' ain't no ball game to-day. Mr. Epotcash.” interrupted the office boy. “I said nothing about ball games, Wiliiam,” rejoined his employer, eying him sternly. “However, my business is such that it can wait until some other day. That will be all just now, William.” Starch, like everything else. Is be ing constantly improved, the patent Starches put on the market 25 years ago are very different and interior to those cf the present day. In the lat est discovery—Defiance Starch—all in jurious chemicals are omitted, while the addition of another ingredient, in vented by us. gives to the Starch a strength and smoothness never ap proached by other brands. All of It. Newitt—But Dr. Price-Price doesn’t ask for pay from poor patients." Markley—No, because he wouldn't Fet it. When he treated me he asked me if I had any money, and 1 said “yes,” of course. Newitt—-Well? Markley—He said. ‘Til take it.” Carriage to Match. “I heard Miss Gadabout wondering the other day what sort of an electric Bhe should get.” ”1 would advise her, if she wants something fitting, to buy a runabout.” —Baltimore American. That an article may be good as well ns cheap, and give entire satisfaction. 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Do You Drink Coffee Why put the cheap. r»uk. bitter ftsTorad coffee la yourstomach when pure GERMAN-AMERICAN COP PEE eoets no moret Insist on having It. Your grocer sells It or can set It. ASK YOUR DEALER ABOUT THE VELIE wfoow BUGGY JOHN DEERE PLOW CO. \ 1 czzpz&frJT&zr CZVJC7j4&& I » A TALE OT THE BUILDERS or THE WEST 'Aj&l G4JPJZ. SYNOPSIS. The story opens during a trip of the “Overland Mail” through the Rocky mountains. "Uncle Billy” Dodge, stage driver. Alfred Vincent, a young man, and Phi near Cadwallader. introduced. They come across the remains of a massacre. 3 .aier at Anthony’s station they find the r • iskirs have carried their destructive v.vrr. there also, Stella Anthony, daugh ter of Anthony, keeper of station, is in troduced. Anthony has been killed. Vincent is assigned his work In unearth plans of enemies of railroad being huilw. Vincent visits town where railroad r .. are working on the road and receives token cf esteem from Stella. The old r. aye driver decides to work close to town in order that he may be able to keep fatherly watch over the young woman. She is engaged as a tutor for Viola Bernard, daughter of hotel land lac v. Vincent visits society circles of en emies of the Central Pacific railroad and • •• “nr their secrets. He returns to Stella, ca" . showing signs of love for tiie other. I* '.liras Cadwallader. pushing a railroad opposing Central Pacific, reaches mining tf . n. Sic writes to Alfred Vincent his boast. Plying his attentions Cadwallader Insults her and she is rescued by Gideon, b la.her’s servant, in turn lie proposes j .rri:*3 reject d, leaves her declaring } r w : . .urn A s rt of a man she will h . ■. Stella hears from her lover, C act?a, ana of his phenomenal success. } : _ 3 letter of importance involving p.i : t o' opposition road. Plot to destroy <*orr.pai7y s ship Flora is unearthed and inc ruminating evidence against Cad Walla ce-r on charge ci \;.re tapping is also found. Impending disaster to Central Pacific is averted by protecting the Flora. Pkincas Cadwallader faces prison on charge of wire tapping. A perfect chain of evidence connects him with plot to blow up ‘ Flora.*' Stella and Alfred show love for each other despite hostility* of Gideon. Alfred and Stella pledge their troth auc former is compelled to leave on company business. Mrs. Bernard leaves for crcnc «»f husband's recent “strike.” leaving Stella iii charge. Again the girl ivpauses Gideon’s advances. In showing Id ss liamilicn, a niece of a railroad of ficial, about the camp. Alfred somewhat negu cis Su lla, who shows pain at treat ment. Banquet in railroad town is scene of more monopolization of Alfred by Miss Hamilton, with determination on Stella’s part to change her temperament. Alfred writes passionately to Stella, decrying the attention which he was compelled to give Miss Hamilton. Mrs. “Sally” Ber nard announces riches. Viola’s love for Alvin, a telegraph operator, is revealed. Gideon returns to Sit 11a and finding offers of love rejected, makes a threat against Alfred's life. Quickly leaves town on best procurable horse in search of Vincent. When Stella discovers this she makes a desperate effort and books passage on stage, which is attempting to beat that of rival company. CHAPTER XX.—Continued. A deep rumble shook the town. The I “Governor Stanford” raced into the station. Flying figures caught up mail and treasure and ran with them to the waiting’coach. Passengers, their linen i dusters floating back on the night breeze, hurried after, gulping Sally B.'s scalding coffee on the run and snatching her neatly packed hot i lunches. Stella, fastening her cloak and car rying a small valise in the other hand, came flying out of the hotel door. She pressed her scant golden horde into the booking clerk’s hand as she ' passed. “Give the change to Mrs. Sally,” she said through set teeth, and ran around in the street to the oppo site side of the stage. 'Please help me ; up. sir.” she called softly to the pas- I senger on the box. “I've booked, and I’m to have the seat next you." The man moved, intending to step down and help her up; but the hostlers cried: “All ready!” ’’No. no! There isn't time.” Stella called frantically, as she heard Uncle Billy answer the hostlers. “Reach me your hand!” she implored, her foot on the forward hub. The passenger obeyed, and she was seated, the "luck rose” safe between her teeth, when Uncle Billy sprang tip. crying "Let ’em go!” His face wa3 full of disappointment in spite of the jovial replies he flung back to the torrent of good wishes from the bystanders. As he swiftly gathered the lines he caught sight of Stella. "Good Lord! You cain't go, honey!” “I must! You'll—” The hostlers loosed their hold with a yell and the horses sprang out. With wild cheers behind them they plunged into the black night. The race was again on. CHAPTER XXI The Race. Eastward through thick darkness I they flew. Stella, untimid, knowing horses as the smart girl of to-day knows her pedigreed dog, yet mar veled at Uncle Billy's timely discern ment of every rut and hole; at the skill that slowed or gave rein to the galloping team with such nice calcula tion. The sharp rushing air made Stella i shiver. Uncle Billy felt it through the | same sense that guided him over the j unseen road. Shifting the lines to his right hand, with the other he pulled a buffalo robe from under the seat j and adjusted it about her with quick j skill. "Thank you." she said gratefully, J and was silent on account of the | stranger at her left. Yet a little later, under covet of the dark, the rose went into Uncle Billy’s button-hole, and in answer to his low question Stella re peated the booking clerk's news of : Gideon. An inhospitable gray crept at last ! into the sky, and showed the road j dully red. The lash went singing through the air in long, unwinding coils. Though no horse was struck, the six leaped to added speed. “Come on. boys! It's the day of yo’ life!" Uncle Billy called cheerily. ' You. Socks an' Boots, set 'em a pace there!” It was a trumpet call to the leaders. Indeed, all the horses caught the race spirit and stretched to their task with almost human ardor. “Misteh Montague, will you time us from that pine tree yondeh?” the driver asked of the passenger on the other side of Stella. “Three forty-four,” he said when a mile had sped behind. “It would have been three twenty four if old Snorteh and Posey had been leading. But I reckon we’ll make this beat in pretty good shape with Socks and Boots.” “That’s great speed. You can't make it much of the time, can you?” "No, sah; not as much of the time as I'd like to." Uncle Billy barely touched the "nigh swing” horse with the lash, and the double tree pulled true again. “This is the best team I'll have; and two houhs lateh there’ll be a heap of wagons on the grade. No otheh chance fo’ speed this side of Donneh Lake. Hey, there. Socks an’ Boots! Stretch yo’selves!” “What queer names,” ventured Stel la, her eyes on the straining leaders. “Yes. It fits, though. See? That nigh leadeh's white clean up to his sorrel knees; the otheh's sorrel plumb down to his white fetlocks.” Foam-flecked, panting, dripping, the wheel horses dun with dust, they swung into the first changing station. Uncle Billy was on the ground before the wheels had stopped, and forward among the horses. He gave the one nearest him an affectionate slap and a low word. Stella saw the jaded creature turn to the caress and knew then why John Spalding said that Billy Dodge could get more out of his stock with less damage than any other driver the company had. The change was made with incred ible swiftness. A fresh team stood harnessed and ready. A man to each ■ horse, they led them in line and hooked them up close upon the heels of the retiring team. Other men looked to the running gear, tested the they operated fo' hundred and fifty miles as fah back as ’53. They kept adding territory till they had eleven hundred and mo’ miles, and up wards of twelve hundred head of stock.” "They’ve sold most of their lines, haven't they?” the young man asked. "Yes. The po' stage driveh's getting steamed off the earth. I don’t know what'll become of him.” “Oh, he'll get a job with the iron horse.” “We wouldn't win in that business. What would I do with a train?” Uncle Billy asked earnestly. “I don't know how to hook up heh up. nothin' about the running geah. nor heh disposition. If she kicked I wouldn't know whetheh is was fo' cause, or fo’ deviltry.” “Perhaps not as au engineer; but as a conductor you'd be a shining suc cess.” Stella indorsed that opinion enthus iastically. ‘ Did the California Stage company start the Overland Express, Mr. Dodge ?” “The western end, yes; and Louis McLane’s operating it yet to Salt Lake. From there on it’s the Old Man's goose. Been running daily eveh since ’59.” Daily or otherwise,” laughed the other. “When it's othehwise, it's the Old Man's end,” the driver said with em phasis. "Keep yo’ feet, you son of Posei don!" he called suddenly as one of the "swing team” went down on his knees. “Oh, oh! He's bleeding. Uncle Billy! His knees—his mouth—” "Don't look, honey!" he said sym pathetically. “It cain't be helped. We’ve got to win if it kills the stock." Yet he favored the poor stumbler when possible till they came to the changing station. “What in—” Uncle Billy began an grily as soon as his feet touched the ground: but stopped, and sent a quick look toward Stella. “Is that all the Three Thousand Feet Below Was Donner Lake. wheels, saw that the lumbering coach was everywhere safe to continue its lurching, racking journey. Stella now saw Uncle Billy on duty, silent, watchful, himself observed by all, the captain and autocrat of this horseflesh battle against mountains and time. A proprietary pride warmed Stella's heart as she noticed the eager deference paid to him; his non chalance; his apparent unconcern as he rubbed his hands limber while pacing slowly, or leaned in perfect re post against the rough porch pillar of the station house. The bartender brought him a hot drink. He sipped a little find returned the glass unemptied. A woman came to the door with warm crullers; but he shook his head with a smile and a word that made refusal as gracious as acceptance. “How is it the Chrysopolis didn't break down between Freeport and Sac ramento?” asked a bystander, eager for news of the race. “I expected they'd play that trick on us.” Uncle Billy's lip curled. “The snipes! They had it fixed to slow up and take two houhs fo' the 12 miles to Sacramento; but we beat ’em! Had a messengeh there on a race horse. He took the Virginia mail and papehs into Sacramento like greased light ning; and our train pulled out only 4P minutes afteh their cars left Free port.” Scant were the moments, hardly reaching a plural, before they were off again. “We’ll pass Gideon suah; he’s got powehful little the start of us,” Uncle Billy whispered to Stella as he took his seat. “He cain't get a fresh horse this side of Coburn’s.” They were now on the long, long climb, though it dipped downward in a few short spaces. The sun rose in belated glory long after it had gilded far western summits. It scon clouded; yet the brief glimpse cheered the trav elers and loosed their tongues; and isolated exclamations expanded to con versation and stories. On the box the two men exchanged anecdotes. "Oh, yes,” Uncle Billy responded to a question from the other, “the Cali fornia State companv’s an old concern. team you’ve got for me? That stock's plumb done up." “I know it, air. Dodge," a hostler re plied. "Charley's team went over the grade last night—two killed soon as they struck; and we had to give him your outfit. This is Livermore’s stock, just in. Will you wait for water?” Cain't do it. Hook ’em up, po’ j devils! And don't take eternity fo' it, i eitheh! ” the driver answered grimly, I and spent the short moment examin ing each poor animal that would that day be martyred to the race. •‘Yo’ posy's brought one piece of luck, Stella,” he said as he mounted again. “It’s raining oveh there on them Placerville lellehs.” Stella looked south to the black clouds overhanging high summits, and hoped that Uncle Billy himself could outdrive the storm that was roaring northward. They flashed by a toll gate, the driver sending a flying greet ing to the gatekeeper. Stella drew a breath of relief for the horses as they looked into fair Summit valley, a green gem set in the midst of barren rock and perpetual snow, its smooth level the only re minder of the lake it had supplanted. Fresh horses at Tinker's, and on again! "Ever seen Mr. Holladay’s palace traveling coach?” Mr. Montague asked Uncle Billy a little later. "No, sah; but I’ve heard of it. tVhat does it look like?” “It’s luxury on wheels; bullet-proof, with kitchen, dining room and bed room; all furnished gilt edged and sporting a chef.” A long whistle was the only answer, for they had rounded a point and were looking out upon Donner lake, 3,000 feet below. To-day no luxurious passenger speeding fast asleep through 40 miles of snow sheds may know the mag nificence of that vision, the splendor of that morning flight down the zig zagging steeps. A mile and a half as the crow flies, and but three miles over the crooked wagon road, to the beautiful blue lake that mirrors alike heaven and tragedy. The way was too steep and tortuous for speed; yet the horses kept their steady gallop, the coach pressing hard upon them; and now and again the wheels on one side or the other whirled high in air as they swung around some sharp point or into a clasping gorge. Past tremendous reaches of dark forest. Over long stretches of rock yet unclothed by nature. Rattling across torrent-cut gorges, over earth "fills,” through narrow cuts. Ever down, down! At last one more plunge and out upon the haunted shore of the cerulean lake, the smooth, secret lake, that -carries within its soundless bosom remembered horrors that named <» Along its level shores the road stretched in straight or winding spaces, a fine track for racing. Hhe horses leaped forward to a dead run, that never slackened till, at Coburn's, beside the swift, tortuous Truckee, the relief team met them. On again. Out from fir forests and rocky barriers, and into the desert boundaries. Chamberlain's and breakfast! How glad they were to stretch them selves on earth once more! Tet no time for dallying. “Hade the last three miles in nine minutes!” Mr. Montague announced as he walked into the dining room. But no one replied. Hurrying waiters, steaming dishes, silent, busy passengers—the scant halt passed like a gust; and again they were flying. Again upward, past the spouting, Tartarus-smelling Steamboat springs, over the smooth Geiger grade, and at last into the gray, straggling city hung against the bare breast of Mount Dav idson—Virginia, golden goal of their flight. Superintendent Crocker, watch in hand, stood on the hotel steps to wel come them, as Uncle Billy swung in with a grand finishing flourish. “One o'clock! Twenty-one hours and five minutes from San Francisco! Hur rah for you, Billy Dodge!” Mr. Crocker cried; and rousing cheers echoed from the waiting crowd. “From Colfax our driver has aver aged a mile in four and a third min utes,” Mr. Montague called, looking up from a quick calculation. "By George, Montague! That al most beats engine and steamer! Hur rah again, boys!” "But where's the Placehville stage?” Uncle Billy asked as he came stiuly up the steps, Stella by his side. "This came an hour ago,” Mr. Crock er said, putting a dispatch in the drivers hand. "Read that,” he ex claimed exultingly. "Strawberry Valley, noon. Heavy rains, heavy roads, heavy loads,"* Uncle-Billy read. "We're in time, then?” Stella whis pered softly. Uncle Billy nodded. Wilder cheers made speech impossible. Strawberry Valley was 63 miles awray! (TO BE CONTINUED.) GOAT MEAT AS VENISON Consumers Enjoyed It Until They Knew What They Ate. Galeton, Pa.—For two or three days Frank Mandl was po Idling alleged venison to his customers. It went Iik= hot cakes, for the price was rea sonable and one has not the oppor tunity to buy deer meat in the open m; "ket every day. The news reached the ears of a I game warden at Era Iford, and he came in great haste. He went to Mandl's premises with authority to ar rest him for violating the game laws j Uion finding Mandl, the warden asked: •'Have you been selling deer meat?” "Sure I have,” says Mandl. 'Do you know that you are liable to arrest and a fine of $100?” again asked the warden. Mandl by this time was frightened and admitted that he was guilty, but declared he did not know he was do ing wrong. "Let me see the head of the ani mal,” said the warden. Mandl couldn't find it, but after con siderable search in the barnyard Mrs. Mandl brought it forth, hor ns and ail. "That isn’t a deer, it’s a goat,” said the warden. “That is so,” said Mandl. Then it was all off. Mandl was the first to tell the joke, which was not only on him, but his customers, who thought they had been eating venison. Our Government Cemetery in Mexico. "Though very few people are aware of the fact," said an army officer the other day, "the United States govern ment owns and maintains a national cemetery in Mexico. It is located at San Cosme, near the City of Mexico, and was purchased and established in the year 1850 for the purpose of in terring the remains of the soldiers of the United States who died or were killed in tbit vicinity during the war with Mexico and also for the purpose of interring the bodies of citizens of the United States who have died In that vicinity since that period.”— Washington Star. Strange Tattooing. A London tattooer says that drag ons and serpents are now popular with women. One of the strangest tasks he has been engaged on lately was to tattoo a will on a woman's back. It was a copy of a document drawn up in the usual way of a solic itor. It contained nearly 600 words, and he had to reproduce carefully all the signatures. Growth of Character. Character, like a coral reef, is made bit bv bit.—Svmondii. HAZY. Publisher—The third chapter in this manuscript is so blurred 1 can't make it out. Author—Yes; that is where I used London atmosphere. That is the log, you know. A Woman's Duty. The woman of taste keeps abreast of the fashions in a way—that is, she drops w'ornout styles and adopts what ever new ones she can adapt to her use. If she can afford it she patron izes first-class dressmakers and gets her money's worth by wearing her clothes two or three seasons without losing her prestige as a well-dressed woman. There is an advantage in this method, as you can see. and I have been told by women who use it that there is economy as well. It is no economy to save at the ex pense of good looks. It is a woman’s duty to look her best, a duty she owes to her family If she can secure it by a small expenditure, so much the better, but to save by accepting shab biness is not creditable save in dire stress of circumstances. Poverty is an excuse for shabbiness and nothing else is accepted by the world, save in the rare cases of shabby millionaires. —Chicago Journal. Sheer white goods, in fact, any fin* wash goods when new, owe much of their attractiveness to the way they are laundered, this being done in a manner to enhance their textile beau ty. Home laundering would be equal ly satisfactory if proper attention was given to starching, the first essential being good Starch, which has sufficient strength to stiffen, without thickening the goods. Try Defiance Starch ana you will be pleasantly surprised at the improved appearance of your work. Things That Trip. “It’s a fact," said the man who was given to moralizing, “that one cannot be too careful about trifles. 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