The McCook tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 1886-1936, November 18, 1898, Image 3
A , " MY POOR WIPE. I BY J. P. SMITH. CHAPTER I. "Don't , Paul don't stare at me like that ! " cried my wife , leaning forward on her chair and laying her small hot palm across my eyes , with a gesture lialf scared , half petulant , that irri tated me vaguely. "I I don't like it , dear. " "I beg your pardon , Helen , " I re sponded somewhat huffily , drawing back. "I really was not aware you objected so pointedly to my looking at you. " "I ' ' " broke in don't I don't ! she eagerly. "How could you imagine such a thing ? It was the expression of your face , Paul , that took me back for the moment , when I turned my head and found you sitting there watching me with such a critical , searching sort of look , almost as if you you " "As if I what , sweetheart ? " 1 asked , appeased by the carressing touch. "As if you saw something in me you could not quite make out , and did not like at all at all ! But I was mistaken in that , wasn't I , Paul ? " Then , after a moment's pause , as I did not reply "Sure it was only foolish fancy on my part ? Say it was , only that ah , say it was only that , love ! " she whis pered , inthe soft drawling brogue I was learning to like. "Well , dear , " I answered slowly , "as you press me so , I must admit I was a little surprised , after leaving you on the lawn romping with the dogs in the very ecstacy of high spirits , declar ing that even the twenty-first of June was too short a day to be happy in , to find you half an hour later sitting Iiere alone , to all appearance a prey to the profoundest melancholy , your eyes perfect wells of despair , looking as if the burthen of existence was too heavy to be borne another summer's day. " "It was heavy so heavy ! You are right. I could not have borne it much longer. For the last twenty minutes I I have been your widow , Paul. " "Oh , " I said , with a feeling of unac countable relief , stroking her tumbled silky hair , "I sec ! You were my widow , madam a very flattering and satisfactory explanation of your ap- p'earance indeed ! But , dear , don't you think , all circumstances considered , it is rather premature for either of us to don the weeds even in spirit yet ? " She was nineteen , as fresh and as hardy as the mountain heather she had lived among all her life. I was twenty-five , " stood six feet one in my stockings , and had not known an hour's illness since I had the measles many years before. "That was not the kind of widow hood I meant , " Helen said , looking at me with a touch of pathetic reproach in her strange eyes. "Your death , : I your mere bodily extinction , Paul , would not grieve me for long ; I should I cease to mourn you soon enough. " "Mrs. Dennys , " I exclaimed , in mock indignation , "explain yourself , please ! You surely would give me the conventional year of crape at the least ? " "No , I wouldn't not a year , not a week , not a day , for I would die the same moment you did. Do you think I could live and you dead , husband ? " "And yet you say you were my widow for full twenty minutes , true daughter of Erin ? " "That was because I had lost you in a way that severed us in life as well as in death. " "Lost me in a way that severed us in life as well as in death ? This is dreadful weather for conundrums ! I give it up ! " I responded languidly. "I was widowed , Paul , because I had lost your love because you cared for another woman more than for me , " she returned , in a low voice , looking at lie with eyes full of tragic denunci ation , as Rebecca might have looked at Ivanhoe , as poor La Valliere at Louis when she bade him her laet good-by outside the convent gates. I laughed a little too boisterously , 1 felt , and drew her to my side. "To be sure , to be sure , " I assented volubly , "I never thought of that so lution ! How long is it since I first learned to care for you , ma belle ? That day you and I slipped down the moun tain side through the yellow broom ? let me see seven , eight , why , nearly nine months ago ! A long spell of Con stancy almost time I should be weary ing for another love , Isn't it ? Some men , you know , would like a change of wife with every change of coat ; but as I happened to be of rather conserva tive kidney , I think I ought to be able to wear one wife to three coats at the least , and I believe I courted you in the very cloth your fingers are caress ing now. It's getting a bit shabby , to be sure : but " "You may treat my words lightly. " she interrupted , leaning over me with half-closed eyes , a bright pink spot burning on - her cheeks. "I still stick to my opinion , something tells me I shall lose you , as I say some day ! " "Feed your melancholy on .the fancy , " I retorted , with peevish uneasi ness , feeling somewhat that I had said too much , "if it pleases you. I wonder if your morbid eye of prophecy sees any chance of my losing you as you are to lose me ? " She .seemed at first not to under stand , then answered quickly "You lose me ? Oh.no.no ! What ever happens , no matter how bitterly you may make me suffer , you could not lose me that way. " "Am I to thank the gods , I wonder ? What , Helen ! Through treachery , desertion , Indifference , brutality even , you will still cling to me like a limpet eh ? Are you sure , quite sure there is no other way but commonplace dis solution through -which I can shake you off ? Think , wife think ! " I re torted banteringly , when , to my sur prise and alarm , the look of scared , almost agonized , melancholy stole over her dark winsome face again , her arms tightened convulsively round my neck , her burning lips were pressed close to my ear , as she gasped out "You know you know you you have guessed how you can lose me , then ? I I feared you would soon soon. Oh , they ought to have told you in time ! It was wrong wrong. I tried to tell you often , but the words wouldn't come. I I am not to blame. Oh , Paul , Paul , my dear , if you had not taught me to love you so well I I " CHAPTER II. Thoroughly startled I sprang to my feet , roughly lifting her from the floor whither she had sunk , and held her firmly before me. "Helen , " I cried , "do you know what you are saying ? What what is the matter with you ? This is the way you went on that day , at Lucerne , shortly after we were married ; what do you mean ? I I insist on an expla nation ! Speak out at once I tell you at once ! " She looked at me with gleaming eyes , and utterly colorless face , her lips moving , but no sound coming. "What is it ? " I repeated , my wrath rising , horrible suspicion blackening my mind. "How have you deceived me ? What have you done that I I should have been told of before I married you ? Helen , speak , or by Heaven , I'll " "I have done nothing , " she answer ed , standing straight before me , 'not the least sign of fear in her face. "You may kill me if you like , I sha'n't mind much ; but I have done no harm , you should know that well. One day of my life was as dull , innocent , un eventful as another until I met you. " "Then what do you mean by these hints and wild words ? Why why do you thus torture , and try to raise a demon in me , little me ? " I asked , very much ashamed of my brutal out burst. "Tell me , Helen ? " "I don't know I don't know , " she replied , bursting into tears and lay ing her white face on my shoulder. "I mean nothing nothing. What should I mean ? I I can't help it , I ' suppose. Oh , pity me , pity me and bear with me if you can , dear boy ! It's it's not all my fault. My pool- mother was like that before I I was born. " "Your mother , dear ? " I asked pres ently , when she was quite herself again , and apparently as much asham ed of her outburst as 1 was of mine. "I never heard you speak of her before. Do you remember her at all ? " "No ; she died when I was a baby ; but I often heard Molly speak of her , " she answered quickly. "And your father ? " "My my father ? " "Yes , did you not know him ? " After a slight pause she said "No , I did not know him. I believe he died even before her. Ho was an Englishman , and they knew very little of him at home. Granny did not like him , I believe. Paul , let me sit up ; Misa Stopford is coming up the ave nue. " I withdrew my arm quickly , and , moving into the shade behind her chair , said as carelessly as I could "So she is. You and Edie seem to be striking up a powerful friendship , Helen ; she was here yesterday after noon , and on Tuesday morning also ; wasn't she ? " "Yes ; don't you like her coming ? " "Of course I like it. I don't think you could have a pleasanter compan ion than Edith , or one who " "Could civilize me more effectually. I quite agree with you ; Edith is doing her best to tone me down , Paul ; I hope she may succeed. How prety she is ! " sighed Helen , as her visitor passed the window where we were sitting. "I think she looks fairer in blue than in any other color , Paul. I often wonder bow you escaped fall ing in love with that girl. " I shrugged my shoulders vaguely. "You have known her since she was a child , haven't you ? " she pursued , as I made no reply. "Yes. During my sister's lifetime she almost lived with us. She and poor Lily had the same governess , studied together all that , you know. " "And one seldom falls in love with a person one has known all one's life looked upon -as a sister , you mean , Paul ? " "I suppose not. " "And yet your namesake , long ago , Paul , gives the lie to that theory. " "My namesake ? " "Yes ; the Paul who loved Virginia. " "Oh ! He was an unusual specimen of tropical produce ; besides , it's not fair to quote him as " "Hush ! Here she is ! " Greetings r ! the new comer over , I rotlred to a distant window , and took up the Field ; but ray eyes wandered from the close , cramped print to th heads of the girls bending over their work , and thought what a charming picture they made in the chastened golden light , and how reflectively my wife's dark tumbled locks threw out the smooth coronet of burnished gold that crowned Edith's stately head. "She was a most beautiful woman tall , fair , with soft blue eyes heavily lashed , and a faultless profile. Never before had I seen her look so attract ive as she did on that evening while she directed Helen's little clumsy brown hand across that square of oat meal cloth on which such wonderful birds , butterflies , and flowering vege tation wore to blossom into life. Her dress , of a light blue stuff , trimmed with delicate lace , fitted her exquisite ly , and there was a suggestion of grace ful poetic perfection about her general appearance , her every movement , that was most soothing to the senses that lazy summer day. I felt as it I could have watched her with unsatiated pleasure for hours at a stretch "a daughter of the gods , divinely tall and divinely fair" while Helen , my wife , was a most distinct child of earth , small , dark-haired , dark-eyed , with unformed babyish features , and a skin which , though pure and healthy , lacked the delicate peach-bloom of the other. Was she ordinarily pretty or almost plain ? I still asked myself that ques tion after nine months of matrimony , and could arrive at no satisfactory so lution. For Helen was seldom the same ; either in mind , manner , or looks , two hours together. One hour she would look , even in the most partial eyes , dull , common place , hopelessly unattractive the next , for no apparent cause , her ap pearance would change , 'her cheeks glow , her eyes gleam "with a light that I vaguely felt for a moment would , in most men's opinion , dim Edith's placid beauty into insignificance. She had certainly very strange eyes I never could ascertain their exact shade. Sometimes they were deep , dark , still , like water in heavy shadow again , they were all life with flickering tawny lights , as they were that moment , when raised to Edith's in rueful expostula tion. "Oh , Miss Stopford , please don't ask me to change my wool again ! Let me finish to the stalk in this browny yellow. " "My dear Mrs. Dennys , impossible ! You have only three shades In the leaf as yet , and I have changed my wool as many as three-and-twenty times in a single spray of virgin vine. " "Have you ? Then I'll never be an artist in crewels ! " laughed Helen , the cloth dropping lazily from her hands ; whereupon Jim , her little terrier , thinking the lesson over , jumped briskly up on her lap , upsetting her workbasket , the contents of which rolled over the waxed boards scissors , tapes , needles , , bodkins went right and left. A stout reel of black cotton traveled languidly my way , and , stoop ing to pick it up , the golden hair of the only woman I ever loved brushed my forehead deliciously. "Meet me at the end of the cedar- walk in half an hour , " she said in a quick whisper , with downcast eyes , fumbling for the reel that I , in my agi tation , had dropped again. "I have something to say to you. " I nodded , lay back in my chair , and instinctively held up the paper to " shade my face from observation. When my wife called me over to drink a cup of tea , I glanced apprehensively into a mirror to see if the color had faded from my temples yet. No. it was still there , burning brightly , even through my tanned skin. "Meet me at the end of the cedar walk in half an hour , " I repeated stupidly , again and again , na I strolled across the lawn towards Bretton Hall , the residence of General Stopford , Edith's uncle , and my grandfather's brother. "What docs it mean ? What can she have to say to me ? I can't understand it. " ( To be Continued. ) THE ROMANCE OF ALUMINUM. Aluminum is a metal which we are supposed to owe to modern science ; but a curious passage of Pliny's works , which has hitherto received but little attention , indicates that it was discov ered once before , as long ago as the first century of the Christian era. Dur ing the reign of Tiberius , a certain worker in metals appeared at the pal ace and showed a beautiful cup com posed of a brilliant white metal that shone like silver. When the artificer was presenting it to the Emperor he purposely dropped it on the floor of the chamber. The goblet was eo bruised by the fall that it seemed irretrievably injured ; but the workman took his hammer , and in tht presence of the court repaired the damage without de lay. It was evident that this metal was not silver , though it had almost the same brilliancy , besides being much more ductile and considerably light er. The Emperor questioned the artificer closely , and learned from him that he extracted the metal from an argillaceous earth. Tiberius then asked if anyone besides himself knew the process and received the proud re ply that the secret was known only to himself and Jupiter. This answer was sufficient. The emperor had reflected that if it were poasible to obtain this metal from so common a substance as clay the value c gold and silver would be greatly reduced , so he determined to avert such a lamentable catastrophe. He caused -workshops of the discov erer to be wholly destroyed , and the luckless artificer was seized and decap itated , so that his secret might perish with him. It is thought that this metal must have been aluminum. Disarm a critic and he will kick you. TALMAGE'S SERMON. OUn BIRTHRIGHT LAST SUN DAY'S SUBJECT. From the FollOTrlnc Text : To Thin KnU Waa 1 Horn.John , Chapter xvlll. , Verne 07 The Jtlniilfold Ko- of Tareutace Set Kurlli. After Pilate had suicided , tradition says that his body was thrown into the Tiber , and such storms ensued on and about that river that his body was taken out and thrown into the Rhone , and similar disturbances swept that river and Its banks. Then the body was taken out and moved to Lausanne , and put in a deeper pool , which Imme diately became the center of similar atmospheric and aqueous disturbance. Though these are fanciful and false traditions , they show the execration with which the world looked upon 1'i- late. It was before this man when he was In full life in a court of Oyer and Terminer. Pilate said to his prisoner : "Art thou a king , then ? " and Jesus answered : "To this end was I born. " Sure enough , although all earth and hell arose to keep him down , he is to day empalaccd , enthroned and coronet- cd king of earth and king of heaven. That is what He came for , and that is what He accomplished. By the time a child reaches ten years of age the parents begin to discover that child's destiny , but by the time he or she reaches fifteen years of age , the question is on the child's lips : "What shall I do ? What am I going to beV What was I made for ? " It is a sensi ble and righteous question , and the youth ought to keep asking it until it is so fully answered that the young man , or young woman , can say with as much truth as its author , though on a less expansive scale : "To this end was I born. " There is too much divine skill shown in the physical , mental and moral con stitution of the ordinary human being to suppose that he was constructed without any divine purpose. If you take me out on some vast plain and show me a pillared temple surmounted by a dome like St. Peter's , and having a floor of precious stones and arches that must have taxed the brain of the greatest draughtsman to design , ana walls scrolled and niched and paneled , and wainscoted and painted , and I should ask you what this building was put up for , and you answered : "For nothing at all , " how could I believe you ? And it is impossible for me to believe that any ordinary human be ing who has in his muscular , nervous and * cerebral organization more won ders than Christopher Wren lifted in St. Paul's , or Phidias ever chiseled ou the Acropolis , and built in such a way that it shall last long after St. Paul's cathedral is as much : i ruin as the Parthenon that such a being was con structed for no purpose , and to execute no mission , and without any divine in tention toward some end. The object of this sermon is to help you to find out what 3'ou are made for , and help you find your sphere , and assist you into that condition where you can say with certainty and emphasis and en thusiasm and ti'umph ; "To this end was I born. " First , I discharge you from all re sponsibility for moFt of your environ ments. You arc not responsible lor your parentage or grand-parentage. You are not responsible for any of the cranks that may have lived in your an cestral line , and who a hundred years before you were born may have lived a style of life that more or less affc-cts you today. You are not responsible for the fact that your temperament i ? san guine , or melancholic , or bilious , or lymphatic , or nervous. Neither are you responsible for the place of your nativity , whether among the granite hills of New England , or the cotton plantations of Louisiana , or on the banks of the Clyde , or the Dneiper , or the Shannon , or the Seine. Neither are you responsible for the religion taught in your father's house , or the irrcfig- ion. Do not bother yourself about what you cannot help , or about circum stances that you did not decrcs. Take things as they arc , and decide the question so that you shall be able safely to say : "To this oml was I born. " How will you decide it ? By direct application to the only Being in the universe who is competent to tell you the Lord Almighty. Do you know the reason why He is the only one who can tell ? Because he can sec everything between your cradle ana your grave , though the grave he eighty years off. And besides that. He is the only Beius : who can see what has been happening in the last 500 years in your ancestral line , and for thousands or years clear back to Adam , and there is not one person in all that ancestral line of 6.000 years but has somehow affected your character , and even old Adam himself will sometimes turn up in your disposition. The only Being who can take all things that pertain to you into consideration is God. and He is the one you can ask. Life is so short we have no time to experiment with occupations and professions. The reason we have so many dead failures Is that parents decide for children what they shall do , or children them selves , wrought on by some whim or fancy , decide for themselves , without any imploration of divine guidance. So we have now in pulpits men making sermons who ought to be in black smith shops making plowshares ; an'J we have in the law those who instead of ruining the cases of their clients ought to be pounding shoe lasts : and doctors who are the worst hindrances to their patients' convalescence ; and artists trying to paint landscapes who ought to be whitewashing board fences ; while there are others making bricks who ought to be remodeling constitutions , or shoving planes who ought to be transforming literatures. Ask God about what worldly business you shall undertake , until you are so positive you can in earnestness smite your hand on your plow handle , or your carpenter's bench , or your Biack- gtoue's Commentaries , or your medical dictionary , or your Dr. Dick's Didiictic Theology , saying : "For this end was 1 born. " . There are children who early develop natural affinities for certain stylus-of work. When the father or the astronomer Forbes was going to London , he asked his children what present he should bring each one ot them. The boy who v.-aa tobe an as tronomer cried out , "Bring me a tele scope ! " Do you wait for extraordinary quali fications. Philip , the conqueror , galuet ! his greatest victories seated on a mule , and if you wait for some caparisoned Bucephalus to ride into the conflict you will never get into the world-wide tight nt all. Sainson slew the Lord's ene mies with the jaw-bone of the stupi dest beast created. Shamgar slew COO of the Lord's enemies with an ox-goad. Under God , spittle cured tae blind man's eyes in the New Testament story. Take all the faculty you have and say : " 0 Lord ! Here is what 1 have , show me the field and back me up by omnipotent power. Anywhere , anyhow , any time for God. " Two men riding on horseback came to a trough to water the horses. While the horses were drinking , one of the men said to the other a few words about the value of the soul , then they rode away , ana in opposite directions. But the words uttered were the salvation of the one to whom they were uttered , and he be came the Rev. Mr. Champion , one or the most distinguished missionaries in heathen lands ; for years wondering who did for him the Christian kind ness , and not finding out until In a bundle of books sent him to Africa he found the biography of Brainerd Tay lor and a picture of him , and the mis sionary recognized the face in thai book as the man who , at the watering trough for horses , had said the thing that saved his soul. What opportuni ties you have had in the past ! What opportunities you have now ! What opportunities you will have in the days to come ! Put on your hat , oh ! woman , this afternoon , and go and comfort that young mother who lost her &abe last summer. Put on your hat , oh ! man , and go over and see that mer chant who was compelled yesterday to make an assignment , and tell him of the everlasting riches remaining for all those who serve the Lord. Can you sing ? Go and sing for that man who cannot get well , and you will help him into heaven. Let it be your brain , your tongue , your eyes , your ears , your heart , your lungs , your hand , your feet , your body , your nynd , your soul , your life , your time. yor * eternity for God. feeling in your soul : "To this end was I born. ' " It may be helpful if I recite my own experience in this regard. I startea for the law without asking any divine direction. I consulted my own tastes. I liked lawyers and courtrooms ana judges and juries , and reveled in hear ing the Frelinghuysens and the Brad- leys of the New Jersey bar. and as as sistant of the county clerk , at sixteen years of age , I searched titles , natur alized foreigners , recorded deeds , re ceived the confession of judgments , swore witnesses and juries and grand juries. But after a while I felt a call to the gospel ministry and entered it. and I felt some satisfaction in the work. But one summer , when I was resting at Sharon Springs , and while seated in the park of that village I said to myself , "If I have an especial work to do in the world I ought to find it out now , " and with that determination I prayed as I had never before prayed , and got the divine direction , and wrote it down in my memorandum book , and I saw my life work then as plainly as I see it now. Oh , do not be satisfied with general directions. Get specific directions. Do not shoot at random. Take aim and fire. Concentrate. Na poleon's success in battle came from his theory of breaking through the en emy's ranks at one point , not trying to meet the whole Hue of the enemy's force by a smaller force. One reason why he lost Waterloo was because he did not work his usual theory , an.1 spread his force out over a wide range. O Christian man , O Christian woman , break through somewhere. Not a gen eral engagement , and made in answer to prayer. If there are sixteen hundred million people in the world , then there are sixteen hundred million dinerent missions to fulfill , different styles ot work to do , different orbits in wuicii to revolve , and if you do not get the divine direction there are at least fif teen hundred and ninety-nine million possibilities that you will make a mis take. On your knees before God get the matter settled so that you can firm ly say : "To this end was I born. " And now I come to the cllmactortc consideration. As near as I can toil , you were built for a happy eternity , all the disasters which have happened tn your nature to be overcome by the blood of the Lamb if you will heartily accept that Christly arrangement. Wo are all rejoiced nt the increase In hu man longevity. People live , as near as I can observe , about ten years longer than they used to. The modern doctor * do not bleed their patients on nil oc casions as did the former doctors. In those times if a man had fever they bled him. if he had consumption they bled him , if ho had rheumatism they bled him , and if they could not make out exactly what was the matter they bled him. Olden time phlebotomy wia death's coadjutor. All this has elmnsc- ed. From the way I see people skip ping about at eighty years of age. I conclude that life insurance companies will have to change their table of risks and charge a man no moro premium at seventy than they used to do when he was sixty , and no more premium r t fifty than when he was forty. By the advancement of medical science nud the wider acquaintance with the laws of health , and the fact that the people know better how to take care of them selves , human life is prolonged. But do you realize what , after all , la Ce brevity of our earthly state ? In tie ' times when people lived' seven ana < , eight hundred years , the patriarch Ja cob said that his years were few. Looking - I ing at the life of the youngest person in this assembly and supposlas that hs will live to be a nonagenarian , how- short the time and soon gone , while flaked up in front of us is an eternity | so vast that arithmetic has not figures i enough to express its length , or ! breadth , or depth , or height. For a [ bsppy eternity you were born , unless you run yourself against the divine in tentions. If standing in your presence my eye should fall upon the feeblest soul here as that soul will appear when the world lets It up. and heaven en trances it. I suppose I would be so overpowered that I should drop dowa as one dead. You have examined the family Bible and explored the family records , and you may have seen daguerrotypes of dome of the kindred of previous generations , you have had photographs taken of what you were in boyhood or girlhood , and what yon were ten years later , and It is very In teresting to any one to be able to loot back upon pictures of what he was tea. or twenty , or thirty years ago ; but have jou ever had a picture taken o * what you may be and what you wilt be if you Eeek after God and fe l tae spirlt'u regenerating power ? Where shall I plant the camera to take the picture ? I plant it on this platform. 1 direct it towards you. Sk still or stand still while I take the picture. It shall be an instantaneous picture , laere ! 1 have it. It is done. You caa se the picture in its imperfect state , aad s t some idea of what it will be wh n thoroughly developed. There Is your resurrected body , so brilliant that th noonday sun is a patch of midnight compared with it. There is your souL so pure that all the forces of diabolism could not spot it with an Issperfeclios. There is your being , so talghtr and so swift that flight from heaven to Mer cury or Mars or Jupiter and back again to heaven would not weary yea , and a [ world on each shoulder would not : crush you. An eye that shell never shed | a tear. An energy that shall never Il a fatigue , A brow th&t shall never ; throb with pain. You are young again. I though you died of decrepitude. You I are well again , though you eoughe-J i or shivered yourself into the tonsa. | Your everyday associates are the apostles tles and prophets and martyrs , ana most exalted souls , masculine and fem inine , of all the centuries. The arch ] angel to you no embarrassaeai. Go3 himself your present and everlasting ! joy. That Is an instantaneous picture of what you may be. and what I an sure some of you will be. * What a strange thing It rauc-t be to feel one's self born to an earthly crown. but you have been born for a taroa * on which you may reign after the la c monarch of all the earth shall have [ gone to dust. I invite you to start now for your own coronation , to come ta and take the title deeds to your ever lasting inheritance. Through aa ion- passioned prayer , take heaves and a of its raptures. What a poor farthing is all thai ta- < world can offer you compared with par don here and life immortal beyond t5f stars , unless this side of them th re be a place large enough , aad beautifu. enough , and grand enough for all the ransomed. Wherever it be. in wha" world , whether nearby or far away : n this or some other constellation , ha. home of light , and love , and bl sxsi ness. Through the atoning mercy 3' Christ , may we all get there ! Ill * nirthilmy Gift. When Mrs. Ransom weat away for fortnight's visit , she called hr boys to her and said , firmly : "Now Rob. I want you and Ned 10 me that you will not tease papa to you to the football game n\t If he wanle to go he might wish to 1 * with some friend , and not have th * care of little boys like you. And dorT forget that you are to give papa soni" thing bought with your own money fo- his birthday. " The boy * promised and the mother departed Th * fa. " that the birthday and : hc football game occurred on the same dati % seemed particularly unpropitiows l nt the day before. Bob ha l a swUlen 'n spiration. the glow of which was shared with his brother. On Mr som's plate at breakfast the n \r morning was a somewhat rolled envelope velope on which was printed in ram ful letters. "Happy I'lrllulay. " 1 Open ing it. the beneficiary found two imsx quarters wrapped in a half-sheet of paper which bore the words. "To b > A tikket for the game. " And looUn * up he encountered the gae of four wist fully hopeful eyes , whose owners h.t 1 their strntejo no reason to regret Too Much. A drill sergeant was unpopular nmonc his men. They found him lo particular. One day he had on h\ml ; a party of recruits whom he was yni ting timniKh the fuuenU exercise Opening the rauUs so as to admit the passage of the supposed "fuuewl eoi tego amouK thorn , the instructor l \ way of imietlcul explanation.alKed slowly down the luie : formed l > th' two ranks , saying. : u * h * did so. "No\\ I'm the corpse , ray attention ! " H : \ lug reached the cud of the Hue he turned , veganleil the meu with a sue tinlziug eye for a minute , uml then c marked : "Your 'umla U right , : n I your 'ends I * Hxht. but you 'rtxen'i * o that look of rexret you iwjtM to \\\e CUtllxnttoti Slmltltf K'Mt ! . A father with : i IOMK ttle of } Url > i u > .l a wife and Iwb.x in av.i ou lra\\n b\ two hrlmlloou pass * * ! tmn ) > x > i Hope. Ark. , on the \v y to I'tu-to Uico to settle on u ytei'a of houl. News.