AN ANGEL IN PETTICOATS.6
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had whispered , "Yes , Jack , 1
SHE you ! " In response to his
question , his kisses were still
. warm on her lips , their hearts wen
Beating in unison , though not so tu
] mulluously as before , and now that the
.first rapture and thrill were over , thej
, -were asking questions and making
.their little confessions , after the man-
jner of lovers on the threshold of an en-
garment.
"How many times have I been in
love before ? Now , Jack , do you think
jihat is a fair question ? " she asked ,
mealing his look with a roguish glance ,
"Why , certainly it is , Dora , " he re
plies ! earnestly. "You say you love
'me ' , so it really doesn't make any dif
ference about the others ; they're done
jfor now ; but I think I ought to know.
Still , if there are so many of them "
"I'lcn e slop , Jack. I won't have you
sa > ing sucll dreadful things , and , with
that look on your face ! " she interrupt
ed , playfully placing her hand over his
mouth , but quickly withdrawing it
when he attempted to kiss it.
' How dare you ! " she exclaimed ,
"after the way you've been talking ! "
" \Yell. if you don't want me to say
things : , why don't you answer my
questions ? "
" .Must I , Jack ? "
"I am-afraid you must , my dear. ' '
"And you won't hale me after I tell ,
will you ? "
" \Vell "
"That depends , you are going to say.
You needn't hesitate so long. I can
read your thoughts. "
"Can you ? That's convenient for
you , I'm sure. I wish I could read
yours then I'd know the answer to my
question. "
-Would you really like to know ? "
"Why , yes , or I shouldn't have asked
it. "
\YclL Jack , if it will relieve your
mind any to know it , you have no pred
ecessors. "
"Are you sure ? "
"Ye ? . Jack. You are the first and
only. "
"Thanks , awfully , Dora ! I'm glad to
hear it ; and now that question is set
tle , ! , we will "
"Oh. no , my boy ; you don't get off
quteo ! easy as that ! I want your
confession now. About how many
dozen times have j'ou been in love , pray
tell ? "
Jack Vernon winced. He hadn't
counted on this , exactly.
"Gome , young man , you are now on
th. . ' witness stand , sworn to tell the
truth , the whole truth , and nothing but
thti truth I" she continued banteriugly.
"Must I ? " said Jack , helplessly re
peating her question of a few moments
before.
"I am afraid you must , my dear , "
mimicked she.
"But I am afraid you will hate me
af'or I confess. "
. "Is the record , then , so long ? "
? "No ; it is a very short one. I have
ntkver loved but once before. "
And she she refused you ? ' '
"Xo ; I never asked her. "
' Why not ? You see. I want the whole
story now. "
Because of pride. She was a
wealthy heiress ; I a penniless lawyer ,
.with my fame and fortune yet to make.
1 loved her ; am not ashamed to say it ;
sin was a woman that one could not
liolp loving ; she was all to me then that
you are now , and "
t "And more. Go on and say it , Jack ;
'I want the whole truth. "
"No , I won't say that ; but she was
thy first , and love was a new sensa-
jiion lo me then , and if I had been her
ciitial in wealth and station I might
3mt , pshaw ! What is the use of telling
you all this ? It is all over now. Her
love was not for me. I have put it
usidc and , besides , I have you. But
v'hy are you looking so sober , Dora ?
Have I confessed too much ? You
wanted the whole truth , you know. "
1 "Yes , and I am glad you were brave
enough to tell it. How long ago was it
that that this happened ? ' ' she faltered.
"Three years. "
"And her name ? " she asked in low
tones.
"Need I tell that ? "
' "Yes , please , " said Dora , faintly.
"Edith Burton. "
Dora's face grew suddenly pale.
"I thought perhaps she was the one , "
BIO said , in a voice that "Jack scarcely
iveognized.
' Why , do you know her ? " he ex
claimed , in surprise.
"I used to room with her at boarding
school , " answered Dora. She had re
gained control of her voice now. "She
is a good , noble woman , far better than
I am , and I don't wonder that you love
her. "
"You mean loved , " corrected Jack.
"My love for her is in the past tense , j 1
not the present. "
' 'True love can never die , ' " quoted
Dora , gravely. "Wasn't it the divine
William who said that ? But there ,
Jack , we have talked enough of love
for one evening. Don't you think so ? "
"But you haven't promised to marry
me yet. "
"You didn't ask me that question.
You simply asked me if I' loved you ,
mid you got your answer , I believe. "
"And I am to take the rest for grant
ed , eh ? " .
"Well , no ; nothing should be taken
for granted in this world. I'll give you
your answer , but not now. I think I'd
belter send it lo in writing. "
"My ! My ! How formal we are getting
all at once ! But , after all , I think I
prefer it that way ; then I can carry
your note next to my heart for a mas
cot until you are mine for good and all.
Sha'n't I run over here for it to-morrow
morning ? I'm anxious to get it soon
as possible. "
"No ; I'll mail it lo your office in New
York. "
"All right , Dora , and now , just one
before I go ! " He bent down and plant
ed a kiss on her unresisting lips.
"Thanks , dear ! Now , please forget
that there ever was airy other girl , and
don't look quite so sober the next time
I call. I'll be over again Wednesday
evening , if nothing happens. Good
night , Dora ! "
"Good night , Jack ! "
II.
When Jack Ycrnoii reached his office
j in Temple court the next morning he
found Dora Stevens' note awaiting
him. Tearing it open he read :
"Brooklyn , 9:30 : p. in. , March 15. Dear
Jack The love I expressed for you an
hour ago I find has turned to pily , and I
am going lo make you happy by sending
you to the only woman you have a right
lo marry. After hearing your confession ,
and knowing what I do , I could never be
happy with you. I know you think you
are in love with me , but the tendrils of
your heart arc slill entwined around that
early love , and and she needs you more
than I do. I told you she was my schoolmate -
(
, mate years ago ; I still regard her as ono
of niy dearest friends , and though we
have never met since we graduated , wo
have always kept up a correspondence. I
inclose my la lest leltcr from her , received
two mouths ago. I did not know uiilil
lo-night who the man was that she loves.
'BUT WHY AP.E YOU T.OOKIXG SO SOBER ,
DORA ? "
I know now , and I wish you both all the
joy that life in each other's society can
bring you. Go lo her , Jack , and make her
happy and inj- blessing and prayers will
go with you. Not good night this time ,
but good-by ! Ever your friend. DORA. "
The inclosure ran as follows :
"Rochester , N. Y. , Jan. 14. My Dear
Dora No , I am not engaged yet , and nev
er expect lo be. I have had plenty of
chances lo confer my hand and forlune
especially Ihe laller upon aspiring appli *
cants , but I have declined Ihem all. I
have never met a man I really cared for ,
except one , and I believe he cared for mo
for a lime. Perhaps he does yet ; but ,
alas ! he discovered that I was an heiress ,
rind then pride ( he was a young lawyer ,
with plenty of brains and ambilion , but no
money ) , held him back. He loved me ; my
heart lold me lhat ; but fortune hunlers
\vcrc fluttering around me , like molha
: round a caudle , and I suppose he was
ifraid if he spoke he would be classed
tvith the rest just as though the alchemy
> f a. woman's love could not detect the
jold among the dross !
"Ah , well ! he is gone , and there's no
ise mourning for the past. I cannot help
sighing , though , to think that the very
noney which has attracted so many so-
. iety moths should drive away the only
nan I ever loved !
"There , Dora , you have my secret , and
; now why I /shall evermore a maiden be'
-but please don't leil. Wishing you a
over true , some lime , dear Dora ( not bo
ng burdened wilh wealth , yon won't have
; o many unworthy ones as I ) , and hoping
11
o hear from you soon , I remain , with 11o
iceans of love , yours sincerely , 11t
" " t
"EDITH BURTON.
Late that afternoon Dora Stevens re- t
: eived the following brief message S
roru Jack Vernou : P
"My Dear Dora Many thanks for your P
: ind note and the enclosure. There are n
t least two angels left on earth. You are s
ne of them. May heaven ever guard and o
'less ' you ! Yours gratefully , JACK. " lih
"P. S. I start for Rocheslor at once , lin
nd will mail this on'my way to the train. " n
And as Dora read these words , she
milcd one litlle , wee ghost of a smile ,
nd whispered :
"Belter my heart than hers ! " St. r <
'aul Pioneer.
Instilled. tch
Mr. Lawhead Why do you treat me h
o coldly ? Why didn't you answer the siy
tote I wrote you last Thursday ? sihi <
Miss Brushley Sir , T "don't wish to hiH
iavc anything more to say to you. You H
icgan your note by saying you ol
thought you would drop me a line. " I tl
rant you to understand that I'm not a in
.sh ! sc
sc
A newspaper is not Interesting tc
ome people unless they can find fault
rith its use of English.
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IT SEEMED LIKELY
That the Sheriff Would Catch Up with
Iinzy I/arkins.
"What's th' trouble round yere ? " ask
ed .a visitor of one of the citizens of
Bed Gulcli.
"Oh , nothin' much , " was the answer.
"Feller escaped from jail 's all. You
see , fer a good many months a man has
been a-loafiu' around this yere town
by th' name of Lazy Larking. He nev
er done a lick of work in his life , and
he shot a citizen th' other day. Then
our Sheriff lays hands on him an'
stakes him out in jail. Well , he refuses
to do euny work about the jail , even
after the joory finds him guilty , after
which , of course , his services belongs
< t' 'the ' county until they hangs him. Yes
terday the Sheriff buys a brand-new
rope t' do the haugin' 'with , an' wants
to stretch it. lie takes it t' .ihe jail an'
asks Lazy Larkins t' help him histe up
a bag of cornmeal t' hang on the end of
the rope. An' , t' the Sheriff's 'maze-
ment , Larkius refooses to help. This
iugratitood cmazes the officer , so he
'lows he'll fix Larkius. He rushes over
t' the drug store an' buys a box of
them pills warranted t' cure that there
tired feclin' . Then he secoores help ,
pries Larkins' jaws open an' makes him
swaller half of th' box of pills. Then
he locks the jail an' goes home.
"Them pills mus' hev got in their
work good an' strong , 'cause some time
durin' th' night Larkius tears out the
whole side of the jail , steals the bes'
horse in town , uterlizes th' brand-new
rope fer a bridle an' rides off. "
"Do you think they'll ketch him ? "
asked the visitor.
"I guess so , " was the answer. "The
Sheriff has just took the other half of
that box of pills hisself an' started ou/ /
on Larkins' trail. "
A Utc Funeral.
All night long the ceaseless , inuflled
beating of the medicine tom-tom had
come to us across the hot , barren ,
alkali flats ; all night long the dismal
wailing of the bereaved squaws and
the lonesome howl of the masterless
dog , crying like lost spirits , had come
to us out of the darkness , plaintive and
weird ; all night long we had rolled and
tossed on our blankets , spread upon
the broad breast of mother earth , un
derneath the silent , watchful stars ;
and now , as the first pink blush of
breaking morn began to revolve out of
infinity into a new-born day , we rose ,
uurefreshed and weary.
A blood-red sun thrust his scorching
rays across the rugged peaks of the
Book plateau ; heat , already increasing ,
came steaming from the parched earth ;
all nature seemed aflame , and , as our
tired , aching eyes sought what rest
there could be found in the dingy green
of the few scrub cedars that marked
the single variation to the otherwise
unbroken glare of whiteness , a strange ,
sad procession emerged from them and
wended its way toward us. As it approached
preached we could sec the cortege
plainly. There were the patient , sad-
? yed women , their faces blackened by
charcoal , their hair disheveled , their
garments rent and covered with ashes ;
there were the favori.te dog and horse
) f the dead warrior , the latter fullj
-Quipped as though ready for a jour-
ley and so he was ; there was the
corpse itself , all bedecked and en
shrouded , to its last earthly resting
ilace.
The women still wailed , the dogs still
lowled , the heat still grew fiercer , and
ve followed the little baud. Lippin.
: otfs.
How Much Seed to the Acre ?
When wheat is selling at a low price
he average farmer is apt to be some-
rhat more liberal about sowing seed
han he would be if it were worth a
igh price. Whatever the price may be ,
: ' is waste to sow more seed than is iiec-
ssary for the production of the largest
rep the soil will mature.
The amount of seed depends some-
; hat on several conditions. If the land
; in thorough condition , the soil moist
ud the weather favorable , there is
oed reason for believing that three
ecks of wheat is sufficient to produce
good crop. If the land is in bad coudi
on , the soil too wet or too dry , the
cather unfavorable , six pecks is often
ot too much.
A series of experiments at the Ohio
speriment station indicated five or six
ccks as the best quantity of wheat to
> w. It is probable that five pecks on
) inparatively new or fertile land is as
inch as can profitably be used. A
neater quantity produces so many
ants that they interfere with each oth.
' . Farmer's Voice.
Granite Telegraph Poles.
Quite a list of materials have been
sed for telegraph poles , but the idea
C stone for this purpose will be new
) most people. It is nevertheless a fact
lat the messages between Milan and
witzerland , by way of Simplon Pass ,
iss over a lelegraph line with stone
) Ies. This line runs along the fine
Hilary road which skirts the west
cle of Lake Maggiore. The poles are
f granite , and average about ten °
iches square and twenty-five feet
igh. They are in use for a distance of
lirty or forty miles.
The Qneen Bee. a
According to Father Brown , a paper e
: ad before the Scientific Society at
reston , a queen bee sometimes lays a'
ie rate of two eggs : i minute , and the tlh
tal weight of the eggs is one and a tls
ilf times that of her own "body on a s <
uumer clay. As she lives four or five a
tars she must lay about one and a tl
ilf millions in the course of her life ,
er eyes are smaller than those of the
her bees , owing to long residence in h
e hive. Her sting is 300 times smaller hi
diameter than a pin , and as she can hiA
Idem draw it out after stinging a per A
il she leaves it in and dies afterward. ol
olh
CV sandbag in the hands of the hold- h
man is a stunning affair.
OUB , BOYS AND GIBES
THIS IS THEIR DEPARTMENT OF
THE PAPER.
Qnaint Sayings and Cute Doings of the
Little Folks Every\vheref Gathered
and Printed Here for All Other Iat
tie Ones to Read.
A Scientific Grandpapa.
"See , grandpapa , my flower ! " she cried ;
"I found it in the grasses ! "
And with a kindly smile , the Sage
Surveyed it through his glasses.
"Ah , yes , " he said , "involucrate ,
And all the florets ligulate.
Corolla gamopetalous
Compositae exogenous
A pretty specimen it is ,
Taraxacum dens-leouis ! "
' She took the blossom back again ,
His face her wistful eye on.
"I thought , " she said , with quivering lip ,
"It was a dandelion ! "
St. Nicholas.
Parrot , Cat and Dojr in a Cace.
The Chinese must be past masters of
the art of household discipline. Here
Is a typical happy family of Pekiii. A
DWEI/L TOGETHER HAPPILY.
parrot , a cat and a small dog dwell
amicably together inside a cage , while
an eagle and a big dog are outside.
They never quarrel , which speaks vol
umes for the tact and firmness of their
trainer.
A Children's Party at a Palace.
How time flies , to be sure ! It seems
hardly more than yesterday since the
Queen of Holland was a child a merry ,
sunshiny little girl , usually seen in
white , a large , broad-brimmed hat
with a white ostrich feather half hid
ing the pretty face , and the long , fair
hair rippling down her shoulders. Now
she has changed into a tall , slender
maiden , full of grace and royal majes
ty. The new Queen of Holland has been
a very popular person ever since she
was born ; and Dutch children never
tire of hearing about the time when
Queen Wilhelmina played many a
nerry game with her thirty dolls , and
with the little boys and girls who used
to be invited to the palace to amuse
her ; never tire of hearing of her warm
love for animals horses especially
and her admiration for soldiers and all
that concerns them , and her great ca
pacity for learning , and her quickness
in seeing a joke.
And if the young Queen has by this
time perfectly acquired the art of be
having when necessary in quite as
stately a fashion as the dignity of a
lueen demands , she is a very lively and
l > right girl , nevertheless ; and there is
it the Hague a boy who would most
jmphatically convince you of the truth
) f this statement , if you were to doubt
t. When , several years ago , he was
ibout nine or ten years old , he had the
; oed fortune to be invited to a chil-
Ireii's party at the palace. His mother
ivas glad , but somewhat uneasy , too.
such a very independent and noisy lad ,
icr boy was ! Surely ilierc was some i
eason for her being afraid that he ]
vould not behave so well as she wish
ed him to. She told him to try to mind
lis manners , and not lo "stamp in that
Ireadful way , " and not to talk too lotid-
y. "And , mind you , don't forget to say
tfevrotiw ( Madame ) to the little Queen
vhen you speak to her. ' *
But this was too much for Willem ,
vho had been listening attentively , if
. little impatiently , perhaps.
" 'Mevrouw ! ' " he exclaimed indig-
lantly. "I am not going to be such a
illy as to call her all that ! 'Mevrouw , '
tideed ! And she is not married , and
nly twelve years old ! "
For quite half an hour his mother
ook pains to make him understand
hat etiquette demanded the little
Jueen should be addressed as "Mad-
me. " He obstinately refused to be
rought to reason. "It is so absurd ! " he
aid. "How can I call her 'Mevrouw , '
rhen she has no husband ? "
The allempt to make him understand
ad to be given up. He looked a per-
2Ct little gentleman , though , when he a
rove to the palace , accompanied by his
ttle sisters.
Solemn-looking lackeys stood ready
) conduct them to one of the beautiful
Id rooms in the palace , where some
ther little guests were already asseui-
led , and they were welcomed by la
ics of the court. When all the guests
ad arrived , a lackey , opening a door ,
uuoimced in a loud voice : "Her Maj-
; ly the Queen ! " And all eyes were ea-
srly turned in one direction.
A hush , a patter of quick little feet , e
leu in walked nay , ran Queen Wil- S (
jlmina , simply dressed in a frock of 01
) ft , cream-colored silk. Willem gave
quick little nod of content. He liked
tat. tl
She did not behave or look like a
nevrouw" in the least : and he clapped
s hands when she said gaily : "Let us
si
ive a good , noisy game ; bliudman's of
iff , or or anything you boys know ! " of
nd "noisy" games they had- several ce
: them blindinan's buff among the la
st ; and Willem thoroughly enjoyed
mself , and twice caught the Queen
hea bis eyes were bandaged. "I knew bi
at once It was she. " lie said afterward ,
"as soon as I touched her sleeve. It
felt so soft and nice , quite different
from the others. But , of course , I never
called her 'Mevrouw. ' I just said 'Kon-
ingin' ( Queen ) , and I ani sure she liked
it. "
Well , what Queen Wilhelmina cer
tainly did like was to play and to romp
and to be merry as well as other chil
dren. Perhaps no Dutch girl surpasses
her in her love of skating and riding.
St. Nicholas.
of the Tenths of Bnlics.
"Mamma , " said a certain little man ,
"when you go to town buy me a whistle
and let it be a religious whistle , so that
I can play with it on Sunday ! "
Visitor Well , Johnnie , I suppose
your father thinks the twins are some
thing wonderful. Johnnie Yes , but
( in a confidential whisper ) I could lick
'em both easy.
A little boy whose new-born sister
set up a tremendous cry on getting her
bath , exclaimed : "Well. I don't won
der they sent you down here if you
made such a noise as that in heaven ! "
"Well , Johnnie , " said the minister tea
a little fellow , aged G , "I hear you are
going to school now. " "Yes , sir , " was
the reply. "And what part of it do you
like best ? " asked the good man. "Corn-
in' home , " was the prompt and truthful
answer.
Harry , aged 5 , had his photograph
taken recently , and when the proof was
sent home his mamma said he looked
too solemn and asked him why he
didn't smile. "I did smile , mamma , "
replied the little fellow , "but I guess
the man forgot to put it down. "
"I just think our mamma is an awful
gossip , " said C-year-oId Walter to his
little sister. "Oh , how can you say such
a thing ? " she exclaimed. "Well , that' *
just what she is , " replied the little fel
low. "Everything I do she runs and
tells papa. A gossiping woman makes
me tired. "
"Mamma , " asked little Willie , "did
Daniel Webster build the dictionary ? "
"No , dear ; it was Noah ; but why do
you ask ? " said his mother. "Why , " re
plied the youngster , "our teacher said
that Noah built the ark , and I thought
he might have got Daniel to build the
dictionary for him if he was busy. "
Tommy , aged 5 , and his cousin Willie ,
aged G , had several little altercations ,
in which Tommy invariably got the
worst of it. One day his mamma said
to him : "Tommy , to-morrow is Willie's
birthday ; wouldn't you like to give him
something ? " "You just better believe
I would. " was the reply ; "but , you see ,
he's bigger than I am and I can't. "
Little u-year-old Clara's papa had
been away on a protracted business
trip , and her mamma was putting
things in order and making sundry
preparations for his return. Clara
watched her closely for a while , and
then observed : "Mamma , yo'u make as
much fuss as old Mr. Prodigal. " "What
do you mean , dear ? " asked her mother.
"I never heard of Mr. Prodigal. " "Oh ,
yes , you did , mamma , " was the reply.
"Don't you know , the Bible tells about
what a fuss he made when his son
came back ? "
DESERVED THE DECORATIONS ,
A.n Enterprising Burglar Who Bnr-
Eled to Pome Purpose.
To the social ambition of burglars
Lhere is no limit. They bicycle to a
suburban crib which they have arrang-
? d to crack , drive dogcarts and wear
? old-rimmed spectacles. Auolher phase
) f their desire for higher recognition
iniong the community is greatly exer
cising the mind of a respected resident
) f Putney , who returned after a brief
loliday at the beginning of the week to
iud that in his absence his house had
) een visited by at least one thief , who
ippropriated a quantity of plate ,
Iress suit , two Greek decorations for
nerit of which the housekeeper was
he proud possessor , and a ticket for a
mblic dinner to an official of a golf
lub who is leaving England for Aus-
ralia.
This function was fixed for Tuesday
veiling. The excitement of the bur-
; lary drove all recollection of the ban-
net from his head , and it was only
iheu some friends mentioned how
harming his representative was at the
aliquot that he remembered the dis-
ppearance of the ticket , which was
larked , "One guinea ; wine included. "
ubsequent investigation showed that
lie burglar had not only appropriated
lie admission card , but actually wore
lie gentleman's Greek decorations at
tie dinner , where he represented hini-
elf to be the ticket holder's cousin ,
: ho was on his holidays , and made
imself so popular among the company
'ith stories of his exploits in the late
reek war that several of them invited
im to visit their houses.
And now the real owner of the decor-
tious is trying to find out all these
2ntlemen and warn them of the dan-
21- they run should the false guest
anor them with his presence , because
would merely be the preliminary of t <
aother burglary. He is not quite sure
hether he has succeeded in tracing k
1 who were attracted by the house- ei
. eaker's bonhomie. London Tele-
aph. . ,
si
It Astonished Her.
Clara I wonder who 'that strange
jntleman is with Mrs. Wederly. They
em to be very much interested in each si
siol
her. ol
Maude That is her husband.
Clara Impossible ! Why , I thought tc
ey were married six months ago. 111
ix
Spanish Spoken by ooOOOOOO. rc
According to an authority Spanish ia
oken by some 55,000,000 people , most tj ,
whom inhabit the southern portion
the western hemisphere and adja-
iit islands. It is far from being the
Qguage of a decaying race. n
so
Fine feathers often make sorry jail- ol
rds.
THIS WOMAN A HUSTLER.
She Iuus Her Own Plantation and T *
a iucceso. I
In this age of the world it is no new.
thing to see a woman making a success
of a business enterprise. But a few
have so far been able to handle a large
landed estate and make it return a
handsome revenue. Farming or oper
ating a plantalion has been generally
conceded to be a masculine undertak
ing. But Mrs. Lelia Seaton Wilder , of
Decatur , Ala. , has demonstrated that
she can handle her 1GOO acres as well
as any man cqnld. Up to ten years agq
Jl
MRS. : LEIIA SEATOX WILDEI : .
Mrs. Wilder , who is a dashing Southern
woman , had nothing more important to
look after than her wardrobe and hav
ing a good time. Then her husband
died , leaving her with a large landed
estate. She never dreamed of taking
charge herself , but , in common with all
women of her class in the South , hired
an overseer and put in three years trav
eling abroad. When she returned home
from her wanderings she found her
plantation in the condition of a typical
"widow's place. " with ragged fences ,
ill-kept fields and revenue iusifflicienfc
to pay expenses. She stopped this at
once , discharged her overseer , took
complete charge and commenced to
work on her own account. She assem
bled her negro people , who had been ou
the plantation for years , told them she
would be their "boss" in the future and
run the farm. Then she selected one oC
the oldest and most respectable of their
number as her assistant and set them
all to work. She rides on horseback
daily all over the plantation , sees that
every order she gives is carried out to
the letter , lets no broken fences or
weak gates spoil her crops , hears and
settles all complaints and handles her
colored workmen with a firm , just
hand , claiming at once their respect
and fealty. She harvests and sells all
her crops , then spends part of the year
in travel , spending her winters mostly
in Washington.
OPENS A DANCING SCHOOL.
Jersey City Minister Instructs * Ilia
People in Terpsichorean Art.
For thirteen years Rev. John L. Scud-
tier has preached in a big Congregation
al Church in Jersey City. He has open
ed a dancing school in his church for
the young people who attend his Sun-
lay services and his congregation ap
proves of the act. Mr. Scudder is an
IEV. jonx r. .
11-around athlete . All his life , partic-
larly his college life , ho has boxed ,
layed foot-ball , base-ball
- , mid every
liing else of the kind which was go-
3g. In his study at the church are pic-
iires of him with his various collegu
pains. He was captain of his base
all class team at Yal < \ "I do not lies ! '
ate to say that my Yale athletics did
lore to make a clergyman of me than
ly training at the Union ThelogieiJ
eminary , ' ' said he the other dav.
A late and most lovable Edinburgh
> . D. was in his study one evening
-hen his wife rather excitedly called
im by name from the foot of the stair ,
[ e put his head quietly over the banis-
? r and inquired what was wrong. His
ife called out : "There's a man in the
itcheu ! There's a man in the kitch-
i ! " The divine answered calmly :
Well , well , Marg'ret , you won't let the-
iris out ; what can you expect ? ' ' and
lently returned to hi.s sermon.
A little girl petitioned the Lord for
lir weather , and the next morning the
in shone bright and clear. She told
: her prayer to her grandmother , who
iitl : "Well , now. why can't you pray
- that it may be warmer to-
orrow so grandma's iheumatism will
; bettt-r ? " "All riicht. I will , " was the
sponse , and that night as she knelt
ie incorporated this request in hcrlit-
? prayer : "O , God , make it hot for
andma. "
Preoccupied Aren't you afraid your
'
isband will be jealous if I talk to'you
long ? " Mrs. Tarringtou No. Dear
ii Jack ! He never thinks of me when
; has on his golf suit. Brooklyn Life.
