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SJIYLOOK TO ANTONIO, t
Blfftior Autonto, many ri tlmo und oft
In dor ltlalto you liar abused mo
Alvoiul inino moneys, und said dot
took mora indorost In n year
Don dor brinclpnl vas como tot
Still baf I liornu ml doso init
A patlelit shrug:
For, vut yon cull It? sittTornnco,
Vas dor tiiidtfo nv nil our tribu.
You cull hip bad names
Misbeliever, out-thrnad, son uv a gun,
Cheep Hhon, und so on. .
vou, uon.it vm now npponroa , ' 4
Dot you need initio holunt
You come to mo und you mild:
Mister Shylook, old poy, I voulcl
Llko to borrow dreo doimnnd ducats .
Trill next Sutiitdiiyl Vou imlri'SoV , " 4
You, dot haf booted nu ,
Two, dreo, six, several dimes,
Und snurnM mo from your threshold .
I.IkoadoJrl Moneys Is your suit, don? f
Jly goodness, you haf more cheek
As a book-agent t Should I notsuld:
lluf u dog inoney?
Do a sou uv a gun
Keep a tuuik aekound?
Didn't It beon Impostlbllty
Dot n cur should lend you
Dreo domand ducats? Or, , . .
Shall 1 bend low, und In it bnndsmnn's key,, J ;
Mlt bated breath und vhlsphered humbleness,
Snlil Miln!
fair sir, you spit on mo on Vedncsdny last,
. You spurn'd mo on Talrsday,
UkOn Friday you tttld ino to vjpo oft ,
Mine shin oli;
Anuddor dlmo you call mo
Old Stlok-ln-der-mud:
Und, now, for doso dings
1 lend you a llfo cent nickel,
Und took a mortgage
On your oid paid head t , i
CrtswtU's "Neiv Shahcspcart."
A RECEIPT IN FULL.
Thotins had lill been scoured until
sho could see her fuce, or grotesque
caricatures of her fuce, in each anil
every one of them; the window-panes
polished until they sparkledi or had
sparkled for it was now twilight in
the bright Juno sunshine; the silver
burnished until neither spot nor speck
marred its mild luster: tho loaves of
bread baked until each crispy crust
took on tho right shade of tempting
brown; and Molly was scrubbing the
only unscrubbed corner of tho kitchen
when Mis Cameron's deep, harsh, pre
cise vofce came to her from tho dining
room: "Mary, aro you not through
, yet?"
"Almost, ma'am," answered Molly.
"I think it is high time you were
quite," declared tho voice. "You must
make haste. Wo are going to tho lect
ure this evening, Miss Georgette and I;
and as Mr. Malcolm also wishes to go
out, we will be obliged to lock up tho
house. Theroforo it is necessary that
you should leave as soon as possible."
"Yes, ma'am," said Molly, meekly,
and finished her scrubbing, with her
tears fallinir fast and thick. Poor little
girl! sho had tried so hard topleaso her
mistresses, or rainer ner mistress ior
-Miss Georgette was but a rollection of
her elder sister and her ollbrts had
beon met with a grim silence that be
tokened a begrudged satisfaction, until
tho last few weeks; that is, in fact,
until Mr. George Maleom camo there.
Mr. Malcolm was a sort of step-brother
y to the Misses Cameron (his father, a
widower, witli two boys, had married
their mother, a widow, with two girls),
and they inheriting nothing in tho way
of property from "their own father, ho
gonerously mado them an allowanco
from the moderate fortuno left him by
his. Generously and forgivingly for
they had not rendered a tithe of tho
respect, to say nothing of affection,
which was his due, to their kind-hearted
and indulgent step-father, choosing to
look upon their mother's second mar
riage as an insult to tho memory of the
parent whoso not-at-all-nniiable char
acteristics had been his only legacy to
them.
Tho cottage in which they lived, situ
ated in the prettiest part of Meadowvillo
(tho furniture therein being their own,
tho bequest of a maternal grandmother),
belonged to Mr. George; and hero ho
had como in search of solitude and quiet,
for tho first time in twelve years or
more, to spend a month or two in think
ing out and arranging plans for starting
a largo business in a neighboring city.
And, as I have alroady intimated, things
bad changed niuch for tho worse with
Molly, the servant-maid, since his ar
rival. Tho grim silence had given placo
to moat open fault-finding, when Mr.
Malcolm was not within hearing. Tho
" coffee was too strong, tho tea too weak,
tho chickens underdone, tho steaks
burned, the eggs boiled too hard, tho
rooms badly swept, tho shirts poorly
ironed; and all these complaints, with
many more, tho elder spinster, con
firmed by the younger, gave her to un
derstand originated with tho guest.
"What a hard man to please ho must
be!" Molly s,aid to herself many times.
" And yet he has one of the handsomest
and kindest faces 1 ever saw; and ho
spoke right pleasantly to mo tho first
day ho came, and even oflercd mo his
hand "(how Miss Cameron did frown!);
but I pretended not to soo it, for I knew
it was not my place to shake hands with
him. It is strange ho should havo bo
conio so fractious. Ho was so good and
nienyy.ind kind when I was a little girl.
J'vo .heard father say often he'd rather
shnelTlior.sqor hint than for any ono
else in the village.'' And then sho
would! fall to thinking how grand ho
used To look to hurohildish oyos whon
ho came riding up on his bay mare to
tho smithy, where sho spent half her
time .watching her father at tho forgo.
And ho always brought hor a gay plut-ure-book,
or a pretty ribbon, or aboxof
candiosj or a bright now silver piece
ono CJhristmas it was a gold one and
claimed a kiss (good gracious! how her'
cheeks Hushed at tho romembrancol)
for payment whon ho rodo away again.
How happy, how very happy, sho had
ooou then, with that doar in
father and
dear old Aunt Nanny! so happy that
alio had scarcely ever felt tho loss
of tho mother who had died in giving
hor birth. But when Molly was liltccn,
tho blacksmith, so strong and ruddy
that it scorned impossible pain or sick
ness could over como near him, fell
sick, and after lingering, sorely crippled,
for nenrly two years, died, leaving no
thing to his.darllng buthnnhvork. Yes,
ihero was ono alternative: to become
Mrs. Jako Willow, and mistress of tho
forge againj but Jako was a rough, vul-"
gar fellow, and Molly inheriting tho
delicate tastes nnd gentle ways of her
mouicr iwuo nan uecu nj imuhj
young governess before sho married tho
haudsoino blacksmith), shrank from the
loud voic,o , and rude laughter of her
would-bo husband. And so, in prefer
ence to accepting .lake's oiler, sho be
cameand Hoaven knows this, was a hard
enough thing to do mald-bf-aU-work
in tlio cottngo of the Misses Cameron.
Tho kitchen lloor finished, tho rugs
fihnkon and returned to thoir places, tho
bread put away in tho big stone jar in
the cupboard, Molly sought hor own
room (which, truth to toll, w.OS no room
at all, but a corner of tho garret rudely
partitioned oil, with only a small sky
lighLto admit light and air thoroiwero
roo'nw, empty, unused ' robins, in tho
attic, but " they were much too good
for a servant," Miss Cameron said; and
"vervmuch too good for a servant,"
agreodllfor sister) to make ready for
her flirting. Molly looked around it as
sho tlc'd her straw hat over hor rebel
lious! trossos, and again tho tears filled
her eyes. It had not beon a happy place
of nist to her, but it had been a plaeo of
rest,! and a' shelter, and sho had been
glatlito havo it, fearing to lcavo it lest
worse luck lav beyond. '
And sho would not havo beon com
iinlloJl to leave it had it not been for that
unfortunate-mirror, and the unceasing
complaints of tho old bachelor. Old
bachelor! Why, ho couldn't be so very
old, "after all, lor he was only ono-and-twenty
(sho was then between fivo and
six) when ho gave hor tho ribbons and
books and silver pieces, anil sno gavo
him tho kisses.
Bui thri "sound of closing shutters
brakcin on, her reverie, and reminded
her that hor dcparluro was waited for,
and taking hor bnndlo in her hand, sho
ran qujckly and lightly down tho stairs
to the parlor, Where tho maiden ladies
sat erect and stem, thoir bonnets already
on in' readiness for tho lecture.
I'm iroinir now," said Molly, stand
ing in the doorway, her swoot, pathetic
faccjCwith its pleading gray' eyes and
quivering lips, in no way touching what
hor mistresses wero pleased to call their
hearts. "Good-by, ma'am. Good-by,
MissGeorgotte."
But tho only reply sho got was: "Boar
in mind that you. aro still indebted to us
eight-and-twenty dollars. If,- however,
you should prefer to purchase a mirror
yourself in placo of tho ono "broken by
you, wo will consent to receive it, pro
vided it,is in eyery way as'good as that
left us' by our grandmother. And in
that ease wo will agreo to refund tho
eight dollars, your last month's wages,
which wo havo retained as. tho first in
stallment of your debt; which 'is really
much more than could havo booh ex
pected of us." '
"Olives, indeed, very much moro
than could havo been expected of us,"
murmured Miss Georgette,
" For such gross carelessness " Miss
Cameron went on.
" Indeed, ma'am," interrupted Mol
ly, her cheeks llaming and her eyes
sparkling, ".nsThave told you 1 never
touched it, I" wasn't oven near it. I
was sweeping tho other side of the parlor
when it fell, and tho cord it hung by was
all moth-eaten, and had parted just in
tho middle, as 1 showed you at the time."
"Should bo punished," continued
Miss Cameron, not paying tho slightest
attentioji to tho girli "And ono word
moro. ;Pleaso. to remember, that wo
havo your signature to an acknowledg
ment that you consider yourself responsi
ble for tho breakage"
"You frightened mo so that I scarce
ly know what I was signing," said
'Molly. " But as I havo promised, I
will pay you, for it snail never no said
that my father's daughter broke, hor
word. I'd give you tho fow dollars I
have saved, if I had not to keep thom
for my own support until I get another
placo. Poor Aunt Nanny can only'givo
mesucuor, ior, as you Know, sueuns iic
pouded almost entirely on me for food
and clothes ever since my father died."
"Yes, and a very ridiculous thing for
both of you," snapped Miss Cameron,
with a cold snap, "Sho might much(
better (sell the hut sho lives in for
kindling-wood, andgo to tho poor-house,
and you might much bettor savo your
wageslTo pay for the things you break.
For break you will to tho end of your
days. I never saw a person with suoh
fly-away haiiMis yours that was not vain,
careless and frivolous. You may go."
"Yes, indeed, you may go," added
Miss Georgette.
And the poor child went out into tho
road, homeless anil almost lrionuiess,
with a shadow on her fair young face
and a pain iuj-her ynuig heart. v.-But
sho had only turned 'into the -'long Jano
that leiPto old Nanny'! cottage, when
somo ono came quickly to hor side, and
said, in a kindly voleo: "Molly! poor
littlo Mollyf and thero was Mr. AIul
colm. And Molly, in her rief, think
ing only of him as tho friend of her
childhood, who had known her as tio
darling of the kindest of fathers,- Hung
her bundle-down, and burst into a pas-,
sionatoMlood of tears.
" Tliejweru hard, on me, your sistors,
Mr. Malcolm," sho 'Bobbed "very hard
on mo. I did , my best for thorn. I
worked and I am not very strong,
though I am a blacksmith's daughter
from morning till night, and yot I
could not please them. And it was not
my fault about tho mirror. It was not
it was not--It was not. Though Miss
Cameron insists that 1 stopped swoop
ing to look at my curly hair T can't
help its curling; I did everything to
niako it straight; I tied it back so tight,
ovor and over ngain, that my head
ached awful and knocked it with tho
broom. She was a littlo better before
you camo; but after you camo, and
complained so much about tho tea, and
thocou'oo, and your shirts, and and ev
erything " .
, "I complain!" oxclalmodherllstcnor.
breaking hi upon hor rather confused
narration hor wrongs. "Why, I
never xjomplained ,pf anything. How
could J? there was nothing to bo com
plained of."
"Sho said you did. r. Hut I bog par
don, air" suddenly remembering tho
dillbronco between yiobaudv-and-ki9ses
timo and tho present, "Sho is your
sister, and ami my troubles aro noth
ing to you."
"She is my sister nn extremely long
step off," ho replied,, gravely, "and
your troubles aro a great ileal to nib;
and furthermore, l think l seo a way
a pleasant way out of them. Let
mo walk with you to your Aunt Nanny's,
and there, with her to advise us, we'll
talk matters over."
" Ohit's such a poor placo, Mr-Malcolm!
Miss Cameron called it a hut,
;uid said it was only lit for kindling-
wood.
."I'vo been in much poorer places,
Molly," said ho, and picking up hor
bundle, he walked by hor side to tho old
woman's cottage.
Two weeks passed by. A poor drudge
from tho work-house, whoso chief (m
fact whoso solo) recommendation was
"no wages," had taken Molly's placo in
tho Misses Cameron's Kitchen. Air.
Malcolm had gono away on business
directly after her coming, and on tho ovon-
inr appointed lor his return, tno two
sisters,
rs, attired in dresses of dull gray,
unrelieved by a singlo touch of color,
sat (everything in the house being in
heart-chilling, dreadful stony onier).
ono at each parlor window, awaiting his
arrival.
"Ho must bo coming; I think I hoar
wheels," said tho older, in her usual
precise tones.
"Wheels," repeated tho sister.
And "wheels" they were, but not tho
wheols of a carriage, but thoso of a
truck, and this truck, on which lay n
long wooden box, stopped before tho
cottage door.
"A mirror for Miss Cameron," tho
driver called out as ho jumped down.
'I "A mirror!" repeated tho spinstor,
uhablo to restrain a gesture of surprise
And "A mirror!" said Miss Georgette,
with another gesture of surprise.
"Yes, ma'am; from Willard's, Now
York. Where is it to bo taken?"
"First unpack it out here," com
manded the ladv, recovering hor self-
possession. "I can't havo the house
littered up with splinters and shav
ings!" "No, indeod," chimed in Miss Geor
gette, also recovering her self-i-session.
"Splinters and shavingst'JB
So tho box was unpacked at the rWu
sido, and tho mirror taken from it
proved to bo better and handsomer in
every respect than that it had been sent
to replace.
"I've brought wire to hang it with,"
said the man, as ho carried it into tho
house; "so there'll bo no danger from
moths this time." '
"Moths!" said Miss Cameron, glar
ing at him. And "Moths!" echoed her
sister, also glaring. And thoy both enn
tinucd to glare, as though called upon
to superintend a piece of work highly
repugnant to thoir feelings, until tho
mirror was hung, and tho driver again
in his placo on tho truck
"Of course George sent it," said Miss
Cameron, whon the man had driven
invay. " But Mary Brown must pay for
thirothor all the same. Our having this
njakes no difference in regard to tho
agreement with her."
" No difference in regard to tho agree-
nient with her," assented Miss Goor
... K ' . 1 - r ft
gotto when who should walk in, in a
gray silk walking dress, a bunch of
crimson (lowers at hor throat, and an
other in hor bolt, and tho most coquet
tish gray hat, adorned with moro crim
son llowors, but Molly liersolf ?
"Good-evening," she said, smilingly.
"I have called for a receipt in full."
"A receipt in full! And for what,
pray? Have you brought tho money?"
iiskud her whiiom mistress. And, "Havo
you brought tho money?" echoed hor
other whilom mistress.
"No, 1 have not brought the money,"
answered Molly; " but l have sent you
a mirror that more than answers all
your requirements."
"You!" from both sistors at once.
And again, for tho second timo in ono
short hour, thoy were guilty of being
surprised, and letting thoir surpriso bo
seen.
" Yes, T. 1 havo tho bill with mo. A
receipt in full, if you please."
Miss Cameron aro-e, walked in a
stately manner Molly following her
to her desk in the dining-room, seated
herself, took pen, ink and paper, and
boiran: "Received from Marv B "
5ylien
"btop a moment, " sum luouy; my
"name is no longer Mary nrown.
."And what may it ho?" inquired Miss
Cameron, regarding her with lofty con
toriipt, . ' J '
"i'M answer that question," nnsworod
Mr. Malcolm, suddenly appearing, and
passing his arm round tho slender gray
silk waist, thereby crushing tho bunch
offroscs in tho natty bolt" Mrs. Georgo
Malcolm."
'Yl'ho pen fell from Miss Cameron's
hand, and for tho first timo in hor life
that estimable woman went into hyster
ics, whither hor equally astimablo sister
immediately followed hor.
And Molly, taking hor loavo at that
moment, never received any receipt, in
full or othorwiso, after all. Margaret
JEytinyc, m Harpers Weekly.
Youths' Department.
THE WIN as OF 'MINOS.
i A Molly sat by hor mother,
Hho hoard of ftomo ourloin things;
Tor ono lady nald to another:
" Von, money hiw certainly wIuk."
M Oh, has It?" thmiit ht littlo Molly,
" 1 never knew that boforol"
And, (lucfltlonlinr, looked at hor dolly,
Who calmly sat on tho lloor.
Then entered u breathless caller,
With shawl luuiKlutr uulto uuplnucdt
Lest a thunder-storm Hhoulil befall her,
Bho had oonio "on tho wtnusof lie iclml."
" I wonder whoro sho would leave thom,"
Thought Molly, and looked about:
From' tho window sho couldn't porcolvo
thom
I They had ttowu right along, no doubt.
' Two faets uulto reoonolled Molly
To this eoufuslou ot things:
Sho was salely tied to her dolly,
Ami hor mamma had no wings.
St. KlchoUw.
AVHAT LIU. FOUND IX FAIRYLAND.
Lifl ran down the garden walk and
through the gate. Sho generally wont
across thu lawn and climbed tho fence.
That was tho ploasantest way, sho
thought. Sho loft tho gravel walk for
tho hop-toads, who paraded up and
down it, hopping in a stately manner,
at all hours of tho day and perhaps tho
night. LIU did not know about that.
Sho did come out once in the middle of
the night and ran over tho lawn in her
night-dress, just to see what things
wero like out of doors at that timo of
night, but everything was so still and
tho moon stared at her so that sho ran
back frightened, and cuddled into hod
again. She did not rememboi nhotit
tho hop-toads. But to-day she went
down the walk because it happened to
bo the shortest and she was in a hurry.
Sho was going to look for Fairyland.
Sho did not see why tho fairies stayed
at homo now, and did not come around
managing people' affairs as they used
to do. She knew all about that, for
she had road a great many histories of
their doings, and she thought it was a
great pity that tlioy had stopped attend
ing to thing"'. Sho thought it was par
ticularly nice to havo all tho
wioked people turned into owls
or
and
boars or
all tho
beautiful,
something horrid,
good people made
if thoy wore not so
very
in tho first placo, as they generally wore.
To bo sure, sometimes tho good ones
wero turned into ugly tilings by wicked
fairies, but Lill did not care so much
about that, because it never lasted.
Thoy wore always turned back again
before long. But how nice it would be
if, when that horrid Tom Wilson
snatched her lunch at recess and ate it
all up, as now mid thou happened, a
lairy should, appear and point a tiny
wand at him and say: " Go wallow in
tho mud!" and ho should turn into a pig
and run away and never come back
again! And thero was Maida Lawrence,
the nicest girl in the world, LIU thought,
who 'was mado unhappy twenty times a
dav. fkftugh sho tried hard not to mind
it, by allusions to hor red hair and
freckled face.
"Such big freckles!" said Lill to her
self, as sho ran. "I don't see why tho
sun and wind should hit people's faces
in spots! If Maida's face was freckle
color all ovor sho wouldn't euro half as
much. If I find ono singlo fairy I'll ask
lior to mako Maida pretty the very first
thing. Tho way to Fairyland is always
behind an old stump or through a hol
low tree, and I just believe lean iindlfc.
I mean to try, any way." "
It was astonishing how many stumps
and hollow trees thero wero in that old
piece of woods when Lill camo to ex
amine them all carefully. Sho gavo it
up at last and throw herself down on a
patch of fern-moss to rest and think
whether thero was any placo sho had
forgotten. A squirrel ran down on a
bough close above her head and chat
tered and scolded at her, and a robin
hopped almost on her arm, but Lill did
not stir; sho did not mind squirrels and
robins. Ihoy did not muni hor much,
either, thoy wore so usod to seeing hor.
But presently sho discovered that tho
chattering squirrel was saying:
" What are you doing hero in Fairy
land I should Jiko to know? No mortals
allowed here!"
Lill started up and looked around. It
was tho same old wood, or if it was not
she could not tell tho difference, and
thero sat Maida Lawrence right in front
of her surrounded by a swarm of what?
White mirths? No, thoy must bo fairies.
Lill could see their lovely littlo faces,
all turned toward Maida. Thoy patted
and htroked and touched hor softly, as
if thoy loved her, and thoir wee lingers
seemed to have a remarkable effect on
Maida. In fact, now that Lill looked
more closely she was not sure that it
was Maida. It looked like her, certain
ly, but thero wore no freckles and no
red hair and Lill thought tho face tho
most beautiful sho had over been.
Could it bo an angel, sho wondered?
One of the fairies lluttered close by her
and Lill asked the question aloud.
" Very near it," said tho fairy; "it
is Maida's soul, her real self. That is
what sho looks like inside. Her face
won't always stay as it is now, but her
soul will stay beautiful and grow moro
so, because wo mako it more and more
lovely all tho time."
And who aro you?" asked Lill
"I am' Unselfishness and my sisters
."."' '- ......
mere aro xrutn, solt-uontrol, neipiui
ness, Gentleness, and a great many
moro whose names you would not rec
ognizo if I should tell you. Maida
would not mind hor freckles and red
hair if sho know thoy wero making her
soul moro beautiful. Thoy bring hor
my sistors l'ationco and Modesty, and
you see how lovely they havo made her
already."
Liil walked all around Maida, who
did not fceom to seo her, and wished she
had a mirror to show hor how she
looked. Lill herself had always been
called pretty, but now sho thought!
scornfully of tho fnco sho had seen in?
tho glass,, comparing it with this ono. i-,
"Why, sho makes mo fcol as if I
wanted to lovo hor to death I" sho cx
clnlmod. "I wonder if you can hug a'
soulP I moan to try?"
," And she was about to rush at Maida
when something camo poking in botweon
and stopped her. Lill looked down to
see what it was.
"O! 01" sho sereamod, "is that you,,
Tom Wilson? and what Is tho matter
with your" !
But Tom yilson, if it wore ho, paid
no attention to her. He was about half
Tom Wilson and tho other half pig. lln
had a long snout, and rushed hither anil
thither, nosing for something to oat,
and wherever ho went a swarm of littlo
black imps followed him, poking and
punching and tweaking him, and never
leaving him for an instant.
"O, what aro thoy doing to him?"
Lill shrieked, horrilled.
"Making him into a pig." respondoil
ono of Mania's fairies "Thoso imps t
aro Greediness, Sellishnoss, Rudeness,
and thoir brothers." (
Lill forgot hor wish, and said hastllyi
"Rut I think that's dreadful, to bfl
turned into a pig.
"Of course Irs dreadful," said tho
fairy, " but It's his own fault. Whafc
doosio keep the imps about for If ho
does not want to bo turned into some
thing uglyP Every ono must bo turned
into something, and the' have their
choice of fairies or of Imps for company,
if they choose tho fairies, thoy wilt
grow into something lovely, and if thoy
Hon t, the imps will mako some horriil
thing of them. There's a boy turning
into a peacock over thero because ho
is so conceited."
Lill turned and looked at him. Near
by was a girl half made into a cat, and
another one beginning to bo a fox. Ono
or two Voro growing to look just liko
the imps themselves, and a very fow
had a slight resemblance to the fairies.
Lill noticed that with some (lie fairies
stayed for awhile, and then wore driven
away by the imps, who by and by gavo
placo to tho fairies again; and thosu
grew more beautiful under the fairies?
hands, and ugly again under thu imps',
but with each of them tho visits of the
fairies, or else of tho imps, grew longer
every time and accomplished moro
work, so that they grew steadily,
though slowly, either toward beauty or
elso toward ugliness.
"Detinue!" thought Lill, uneasily,
" I wonder what 1 am growing into my
self?" As she spoke a grinning littlo imp
How straight at her; sho jumped asidu
and awoke, and all the creatures van
ished, and sho was alone in tho woods,
with a squirrel running away overhead.
Ida M. Lane, in Alliance.
Only the (Jpneral Miiuagcr.
At a station on ono of the railroads
lending out of Detroit tho train had ar
rived and departed, tho other day,
when tho station agent, who had been
in the placo about three weeks, and was
looking for a call every hour to como
to Detroit and take charge of tho line,
was approached by a quiet, well-dressed
man, smoking a cigar, who asked:
" Keep you pretty busy here?"
"Yum," was tho jerky reply.
"Business on the increaso?"
" xum, again.
"Do vou run
,.,.:
this station?" asked
tho quiet man, after a turn on tho plat
form.
"Nobody elso runs it!" growled tho
agent. "Havo you got a patent car
coupler?" "Oh, no."
" I was going to toll vou to go to thun
der with it if you had. Want special
freight rates, 1 suppose?"
"No, sir."
" I don't give any passes."
" I don't want any."
" Waiting for tho next train?"
"Not particularly."
"Want to charter a car?"
"No."
The agent left him on tho platform,
and entered his office and busied himself
for half an hour, when the quiet man
looked in on him and asked:
" What's the salarv of a position like
tliis?"
" That's my business," was the prompt
rcrnv.
"'What's tho income from this
sta-
tion?"
" Ask the baggageman."
"Your name is , isn't it?"
".Suppose it is?"
"Oh, nothing much only I'm tho
General Manager of the lino, and I'd
like to exchange cards with you. De
troit Free J'rati.
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A Chattanooga letter says: Already
there is invented here over .'r.'J.OOO.OOO in
manufacturing enterpri-cs, over $2,000,
OUO of which N in iron interests. One
company alone, tho Rnano Iron Com
pany, has a paid-up capital of .1,000,
000. and I understand money is every
dav seeking investment here. To give
an'idea how much valuo-. havo increased
here, in 171 there was $a,fi00,000 worth
of property, and in ll it swollod to
$G..')00,OOii, or about ono hundred per
cent. In 182 the as.-e-sed value will
bo over $7,000.0011. In the manufac
tories there aro employed over .'1,000
i io ti.. iinnim Imn Ciunnanv olivine
JI.UIII3, HIV iui"'- I . i i a
one-fourth of tlite. or boo m an.
The Haverhill (Mass.) Gazette ro
lates that in removing a largo applo
tree, which had stood for many years
on property known as tho .lames Galo
estate, it was found that it inclosed a
fence post, and that it occupied tho ex
act center of the trunk. When tho tree
was cut about it fell over, and tho post,
100 in tlio center, drew out and broke a
foot or moro below tho out, Tho post
is of chestnut, as near as can bo made
out, and must havo beqn inclosed in thu
tree perhaps one hundre'dycars.
.
Sir