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Wooing §
Dy CDKRAN RKUVRD CRtlNUY
, 1902 , t > r th * S. S , MClore Corner
rnst the green banks of the cmwl
wont the broad scows laden with mar
ket slutT , propelled by the strong anitn
of pou sant women. Against tlio hluo
of the shy the weather gray of the
[ windmills barrert the sunlight Into
shifting shadows ,
Jufrow .lint Jo had dropped her knit
ting In n tangled mans , flinging herself
tn ok ngnlnst the plant of the Imnlc to
blink nt the sun ; Lav.y Jufrow .llntjo
co the malileiiHof Vnarken called her
truly an nllpn. for under the oloso white
cap that slu hated with all her soul the
llttlo bind : eurlH crept ul to frame
the sweet curves of the dimpled cheek ,
( warm \\llli the nun kissed ollvo of anOther -
Other land.
In the squat red brick lioimo whoso
Bhlulng bims railed Htoop led out to
the market square dwelt Movromv
van Verck , olil and wrinkled , but
ntralght IIH an oak. Tlicru had como to
her womanhood , wlfehood , mother
hood and MOITOW , for Js'leholiin van
iVerck , the Rtalwart , laughing mm of
the old house , had lied from thu quiet
mid qunlntness of the fatherland
( without ever n word. Thu darkncBH of
live silent yen i'H had panned when one
night , us the sea raged against thu
dikes , the wanderer returned not
nlone , for he carried the child that wan
destined to bo at once the prldo and
plague of Movrouw van Vorek'n lone
ly life. A few months later Nicholas
van Verck , strangely old and broken ,
yielded up hln turbulent Nonl , at * much
n mystery to Vaarken as before ho re
turned. The old woman and the child
lived 'on together , and thu red brick
mansion kept Its secrets well.
The years rolled on , the gypsy years
that Btolu thu llttlo laughing child
[ with her witching , dark face and left
in her stead a demure young maiden of
'dreams. Jufrow .llntju , scarce sixteen ,
Imd her rebellions little head full of
old talcs that Katrlnke , thu nerving
iwoman , had whispered at dusk through
the curtalim of her whlto bed when
inovromv had thought the child fast
tislcep. There was ever a faint , eliwlvo
memory of somu other tmu | when , In
place of the gntKsy banks of the slow
cannls , the weary order and cleanli
ness of Vaarken , came bursts of wild
music , whlto touts Happing In the
Lrccacs , the glow of scarlet and gold ,
iwlth warm , red lips upon her own.
Dimmer and dimmer , but as the child
ish things slipped by out of the men-
gerness of everyday was born a renais
sance of the past as thu girl struggled
dally to remember. Koollsh .lufrow
Jlntjol As If the fatted kino were not
tetter than the tents of Kedar !
Oh , weary , weary days movrouw ,
upright In her high , carved , oaken
chair , knitting , always knitting ,
only looking over her spectacles long
enough to reprove thu girl for her
Idleness , and thu silence of a house
, whcro laughter Is forbidden whuro
ono goes softly In pcnancu for an un
known sin ! She hated the close cap ,
the sober garb of thu burgher maiden.
Wetter the Hash of peasant color and
the tinkle of their glittering orna
ments.
The flame barred sunset died across
the Hat , green meadows as the women
cluttered away from thu washing
place. Still Jlntjo sat listless , , her big ,
dark eyes looking out from under their
long lashes straight Into distance.
The ttnklo of a guitar rippled over
the water , and a man's rich tenor sing
ing Bomo lilt of stranger music nearer ,
"Nou tl scordor tl ml. " To .Hntje's ear
the words were nothing , but the pas-
Blon of the music nnd the voice ah ,
ehe had heard that voice In dreams !
The guitar ceased , but the splash of
oars came in Us stead. Thu song was
now a Venetian bnrenrolo as the light
Bklff shot Into view between the droopIng -
Ing nlders fiat fringed the bank.
The craft wns strnnge to Jlntjc's
eyes , but she half rose to greet the man
thnt propelled It after the English fash-
Ion. As she stood out tall nnd slight
from the green wall behind her Dcrlng
paused involuntarily. Then , seeing that
It was ono of the burgher maidens , ho
would have gone on , but something In
the appealing childish fnco riveted his
attention.
Ten minutes Inter the boat was moor
ed closu in. He was seated at Jufrow
Jlntje's side nnd by the aid of his bro
ken Dutch was struggling to make her
understand.
That evening wns one of ninny evenIngs -
Ings when Jufrow Jlutje strove with
the strange tongue , nwkwnrdly nt first.
Then , as a half forgotten mother
tongue , the English words took meanIng -
Ing , nnd she listened wonderlngly as
Derlug told her of the wild Jungle , the
forests of palm , the great elephants
that wrought like men , the glitter of
the eastern land where the languorous
golden dnys droned Into the glory of
tropic nights. These stories were n
queer medley of broken Dutch and un
familiar English , but Jufrow Jlntje
listened nnd longed. At last she told
him of her "other country" that she
knew and yet did not know , the secret
of which was locked In mcvrouw's
breast.
As the summer dnys grew to their
end Derlng nwoke with n shock to the
position Into which he had drifted. Al
ready curious glances followed the girl ,
nnd the maidens of Vaarken hushed
their chntter when she came nmong
them. Others knew of the llttlo nook
In the green shadow of the aiders ,
and whispers of the doings of Jufrow
Jlntje and the stranger were growing
louder.
One day he waited long In the llttlo
boat , and she did not come. Then he
tthlppcd hlH onr nnd strode with de
termined nlr up the street , ncrofm the
market place to the red brick house.
Mevrouw'H high pitched volro came to
lilm an he mounted the ntoopi
"What manner of maiden art thou ?
AuMwer , thou shameless onel Out of
the mlro of the English camp In the
heathen land my HOII brought thro
home. Llko mother , llko child. 1 wnnt
no inoro of thee. Begone ! " Then the
old voice broke Into plteoim weeping , <
nnd Herlng heard a low sobbing that
canto over nearer ns thu grent door
Hwung ajar and Jlntjo crept through
Into the dark ,
Derlng caught the Blonder figure In
lila arms , where nho struggled llko n
frightened wild thing. But ho hold
her close and rang peal nftor penl on
thu old bnifw knocker , whllo overhead
the old voice cried : "Katrlnke , Kn-
trlnke , haste , quick ! The child hath
tnken my foolish word and Is gene
Into the night. " Then , ns the fright
ened face appeared at an upper win
dow , Dorlng uncovered his head nnd ,
with ( ho girl Hllll held tightly against
hlH breast , spoke In such wise thnt the
great door was Hung wide. Mcvrouw's
anger had melted Into smiles , for was
not thu nt ranger a kinsman of Jufrow
Ilntje , by right of the unknown moth
er ? Shu laughed and wept In n breath
ns Hhu told the story thnt Jlntjo had
liungercd to hear through all the years
of her life.
There wan a flush of shame on the
old face as she told that her love for
the child had prompted her to hide nil
Lraco of her mother's kindred , ns she
Imd hoped to mold her Into a Dutch
maiden , such IIH nhe herself had been.
Nicholas had told her very llttlo of the
brief facts , and movrouw had deemed
It best never to let the child know
and now cnmo a Dcrlng , nnd the heart
of the child had known Its kin.
There were busy days In the old red
brick of the market square. The sew
ing women wrought In the upper
rooms piles of whlto linen household
gear and dainty robing , all for Jufrow
Jlntje. Vaarken forgave the maid her
URolessness when It heard the wed
ding belln and knew that Jufrow
Jlntju was going out from among
them forever to the "other Innd. "
to Travel.
In his "Confessions of a Caricaturist"
Ilnrry Furnlss tolls the following story
of his brother-in-law , n man who bud
tpont his life In London :
IIo wns also nn Inveterate nnd clever
story teller and of course occasionally
made a slip , ns for Instance on a rail
way Journey to Brighton once , when ho <
found himself alonu with a stranger.
The stranger In conversation hnppened
to nsk my relative casually If ho were
fond of traveling.
"Traveling ? I should rather think
BO , " ho replied airily , nnd , Imagining
bo wns Impressing some one who was
"something In the city , " ho continued ,
"Yen , sir , I'm a pretty experienced trav
eler. Been mostly round the world nnd
nil that kind of thing , you know , nnd
had my share of adventures , 1 cnn tell
you ! "
After a bit he gained more confidence
nnd launched Into details , giving thu
stranger the benefit of his experience.
"Why. sir , you rend In books thnt hunt
ers oC big game , such ns tigers , watch
their eyes. Not a bit of It. "What you
liavo got to do Is to watch the tall.
That's the thing ! It mesmerizes the
animal , so to speak , nnd you have htm
nt your mercy. "
On arriving at the hotel he found
that his traveling companion had Just
signed his name In the visitors' book.
It was Richard P. Burton , onu of the
greatest travelers of the age. My
brother-in-law hastened to apologize to
Sir lltclmrd for his absurd tales. Ho
had no Idea , of course , to whom ho was ,
totalling his yarns.
Burton laughed. "My dear sir , not n
word , please. I was more entertained
than I can tell you. You renlly might
have traveled you He so well. "
ThoiiRht It WUN a Illrtl.
A story Is told of a Glasgow balllo
whose knowledge of natural history
was limited. One dny when on the
bench the following case came before
him :
A man who had n squirrel , on going
to the country for a short tlmo left
the squirrel In charge of n neighbor.
The neighbor when attending to the
animal accidentally left the door of Its
cngo open , and without being seen It
made Its escape.
On his return the owner of the squir
rel was very nngry nt the man for his
carelessness nnd brought an action
against him demanding compensation
for thu loss of his pet.
The bailie heard both parties nud
then gave the following ns his decision.
"Nne doot ye did wrung to open the
cngo door , but" turning to the pursuer
"ye wns wrung , tne , for ye should
hne cllpplt the beast's wings. "
"It's u quadruped , yer honor ! " said
the man.
"Quadruped hero or qundruped there ,
If ye had cllpplt Its wings It couldna
line flown awn' . I dismiss the case. "
Ilortie Hal-en In IClnp Solomon' * Time
King Solomon was a sportsman , but
not a Nlnirod. IIo was the first king In
Israel who Introduced In his country
"horse races. " Dr. Jelllnelr some years
ago published an ancient booklet of the
Tnlinudlcnl orr. . wj-reln n full nccount
of "Solomon's ract Is given. The Bi
ble says that King Solomon was the
owner of 40,000 stables. As the coun
try was divided Into twelve military ,
provinces corresponding to the settle
ment of the twelve tribes , each gov
erned by a nnzlb ( governor ) , who had
to provide for the king's wants and
needs n month In tlio year , so It maybe
bo probable that the races w ro also
arranged ; that each mouth n vaco took
place In the province under the patron-
ngo of thnt governor whoso monthly
service wns on the list , while the Der
by once a year was run under the con
trol of King Solomon himself.
An Karly NOIMI.HI
The Saxon dinner ai'.niwnipntn wore
orderly compared with these of the
early Nornmmi , when the halln nnd
pncHagert were frequently th'1 HCOIIO of
n frco light between the f > orvanl bring
ing In the food and t ! , dowdi of hang
ers on endenvorhifr ( o Kiiateh lt frorn
them. Thin nulsa ! > < became nl length
HO Intolerable that IHH'IH ; ! of the hall
and kitchen won * culabll ihed by King
William UufiiH to protect not only the
cooks hrlntdng In tln > dinner , but the
guoHts arriving to pat dike of It Upon
the occasion of hU great fen Hi at West
minster . ' 100 of these oilhvrrt were on
duty , Home to gunid the visitors as
they ascended the Ktepi and others to
defend the threatened dishes.
Such was the unclvlll'/.ed stnto of so
ciety at this period , but when later on
the marauders disappeared from the
great houses It became customary to
carry In the dishes In proa-union , some
times preceded by music and headed
by the steward with his wand of office.
It was the duty of an "nsHeour" or
placer to arrange them upon the table ;
the owcrrt nnd napkins with which to
perform their ablutions were present-
CM ! to the guests by the enquires nnd
pages , while It fell to the lot of the al
moner to say grace.
A ( Irnit Pcnnt.
There hns never been prepnrcd nt
any fenst a bigger bowl of punch than
that which was brewed by * .ho Right
lion. Edward Russell when ho was
captain general and commander In
chief of thu forces In the Mediterra
nean sens. It wns mndo In n fountain
In n garden In the middle of four
walkfl , nil covered overhead with
lemon nnd ornngo trees. In every wnlk
there wnn n table thu whole length of
It , nnd on every table wns n cold colln-
tlon. In the huge fountains were the
following Ingredients : Four hogsheads
of brandy , eight hogsheads of water ,
25,000 lemons , twenty gallons of lime
Julco , 1,1100 pounds of line Lisbon
sugar , five pounds of grated nutmegs ,
800 toasted biscuits nnd u pipe of dry
mountain Malaga.
Over the fountain was placed n great
canopy , whllo In the midst of this lake
of liquor there sailed a little snllor boy
who filled thu cups nnd replenished the
glasses of nil those who had n dcslro
to drink. More than 0,000 men put In
nn appearance nt this feast. London
Tlt-IUts.
Tlio Feet of Clinmcleoiia.
Chameleons , ns no doubt renders nro
nwnre , nil belong to the old world , nnd
particularly to Africa. In their tongue ,
their feet and their eyes they differ re-
mnrkably from other lizards. Their
feet , though possessing five toes , nro
divided Into two grnsplng groups , lookIng -
Ing llko n hand In mittens , nnd only by
close exnmlnnllon you perceive tlio
presence of the two or the three oppos
ing respectively , but so close together
ns to appear llko one broad one.
On the pndded soles or pnlms of
these grnsplng limbs you can feel nnd
see the small mny ono say palpi ,
which enable them to grasp so firmly
that It Is difficult to detach a chameleon
from Us foothold. These clinging feet ,
together with their prehensile tail , en
able them to sustain themselves on the
branches In the strongest gale.
11 Cull In Chliin.
A Chinese bride cnlled upon n foreign
Indy , says a missionary. On enterlns
the room she deliberately turned her
back upon her hostess and mndo an
elaborate obeisance. Of course the for
eign Indy wns nmnzed nnd annoyed ,
but she found out the reason of the
strange proceeding afterward. The
bride's conduct had conformed to Chi
nese etiquette.
She had performed her obeisance , her
k'o-t'-ou , to the north because that Is
the direction of the roynl nbodo. If the
foreign lady wns so Ignorant ns to
Btnnd on the south side of the room ,
that wns not the bride's concern. She
knew , If her hostess did not , In whnt
direction to bow her bend.
Dolled Oyitem.
In "Soclnl Life In the Rolgn of Queen
Anno" Swift writes to Stelln , "Lord
Mnshnm mndc me go homo with him to
cut boiled oysters , " nnd then he oblig
ingly ndds the recipe : "Tnko oysters ,
wash them clean ; that Is , wash their
shells clean ; then put your oysters In
an earthen pot , with their hollow side
down ; then put this pot , covered , Into
a great kettle of water and let It boll.
Your oysters nro then boiled In their
own liquor nnd do not mix with wa
ter. "
"Pnnl. "
While Raphael was engaged In pnlnt-
Ing his celebrntcd frescoes ho wns vis
ited by two churchmen , who began to
criticise his work without understand
ing It. "The Apostle Paul has too red
n face , " said one. "He blushes even
In heaven to see what hands the church
has fallen Into , " replied the Indignant
painter.
A Source of Ilevenno Stopped.
"How many quarters did you receive
last Sundny night , Ilnrry ? "
"Four. "
"I thought you hnd five sisters ? "
"Ycs'm , but one Is engaged. " Town
and. Country.
Tlme'x
Father ( meditating on time's changes )
Ah , yes , the fashion of this world
passeth away.
Daughter Indeed It does , papa. I
shall want ayiiew hat next week.
IloverHcd.
"Whnt sort of a rnnn Is my husband ?
Well , before wo were married ho
wouldn't leave the house before mid
night , nnd since he never enters It he-
fore. " Journal Amusant
It Is nlwnys snfo to learn even from
our cncmlca ; never safe to Instruct
even our friends. Colton.
Forget the name "soda biscuit" or
"soda cracker" the dry and dusty
kind that's sold in paper bags. There's
only one kind worth having
Uneeda
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Sold only in In-er-seal Packages. *
.
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SWAMI
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"He's some sort of fakir or swnml
or occult duck. You'll flnd him nt the
Grand Circular. I got It privately. "
That was what the city editor had
Enid In giving him the assignment , and
yet Wlckhnm was not keen on It , for
ho had planned to happen to bo near
the ladles' entrance of quite n different
hotel that afternoon at an hour when
ho had good reason to believe 'that
Miss Ollvo Parker would bo going In
to get a cup of ten. Ho was not In
terested In wandering swninls.
Nevertheless he stuck to his assign
ment and was presently nt the clerk's
desk nt the Grand Circular , trying to
form u plan of Interviewing n travel
ing swaml of retiring disposition. The
name on the register was In very mat
ter of fact writing : "John Lyndon
Spragge , Liverpool , England. "
"Nothing mysterious about this fel
low , I'll wager common , everyday
British drummer. And In ten minutes
from now Olive will"
Did Wlckhaui say these thoughts
nloud or only think them ? Of that
ho never made sure. But n stocky
man , dressed In tweeds , tapped him
on the elbow from behind.
"Looking nt my nutogrnph , sir ? "
Wlckham stnrtcd and turned. "Is
this Mr. Spragge ? "
The man In tweeds smiled pleas-
nntly.
"I'm n reporter , " said Wlckham.
"So I thought. "
"Then you have guessed what I
want to see you about ? " n fairly
good dlplomntlc stroke , considering
how hnrd It was for Wlckham to
keep his mind from wandering to the
other hotel.
Mr. Spraggo smiled oddly. "Oh , 1
don't know about 'guessed. ' Suppose
we go up to my room. "
As they walked up one flight of car
peted Btnlrs together he tried to guess
Sprnggo's age , and that puzzled him.
IIo studied the red and brown cheeks
and Deck , nnd they puzzled , him , too ,
for he thought an occult person should
look much less like uu cuter of thick
beefsteaks.
"Is this your first visit to Amcrlcn ? "
'Yes , but you didn't conio here to
nsk ine thnt , "
Although this remark did not neces
sarily Imply preternatural Intuition ,
Wlckhnm began to feel n little creepy.
" 1 suppose you you travel for ploas-
urc. "
By this tlmo they were entering the
Engllshmnn's room , on the aecond floor.
"Yes , " ho said ; "I do that and other
things. " Then , closing the door behind
him , he nddcd , "And perhaps Sprugge
Is not my only nnme. "
Wlckhnm gnsped nnd turned to stnre
nt him. "Are you n clnlrvoynnt ? "
"I might be , or I might be n mahatma -
ma or anything else thnt would Inter
est your readers , nnd you might be n
reporter for the Express If you were
not In fact the representative of the
Morning Star. What can I do In par
ticular to oblige you nt present ? "
Wlckham had forgotten nil nbout
Miss Pnrker. "Well or do you rcnlly
possess these wonderful powers ? "
"Which ? allocation ? Levltatlon ?
Perhaps. "
"Then , If you don't mfnd , perhaps
you might"
The stocky man broke In with a glee
ful Inugh , throwing his head back In
the chair. "If you should see me , for
Instance , float up to the celling , chair
and nil , what good would thnt do ? "
"I thought you occultists wanted to
convince the public. "
"And you are one of the public's pairs
of eyes ? But If I did give you nn ex
hibition llko that" Spraggo stopped
tnntullzlngly nnd looked at the report
er.
er.Wlckhnm
Wlckhnm sat on the very edge of his
chair in breathless expectation of
something miraculous.
"If I did anything of that kind , you'd
have two columns nbout It In the Morn-
. wouldn't > IU . . , .
"I should think so , " snld Wlckhnm ,
relaxing Into n more comfortable nt-
tltudc.
The Englishman laughed again.
"Well , perhaps your editor might let
It get Into print , but much more likely
he would say you were drunk. "
There was n pause , Wlckham turnIng -
Ing over In his mind the probabilities
of this hypothetical cose. If a reporter
wns to bo accused of seeing double
when he reported this kind of thing ,
what wns the use of sending him to
Interview n mnglclan ? IIo began to
think he had better let the Interview
go ut thnt. Then he remembered Ollvo
Pnrker t'galn and nervously pulled out
his watch.
At this the other man smiled nnd
shook hjs bend. "I'm nfrnld you're too
late. Besides , the young lady has
changed her mind and gone to a
friend's house. "
WlckhnnYs Jaw dropped , and the
stare In which his fnco wns set wns
as of one who saw a specter.
Thnt evening the city editor cross
examined Wlckhnm , for the city editor
wns confident there wns good news
mntter In this swnml affair.
"You say ho admits that Spragge'
Isn't his real name ? "
"Yes , In n sort of way. "
"Well , what Is his real name ? "
"He didn't tell me that. He's a ma
gician all right. Ho knew I was lookIng -
Ing at his name In the hotel register
when my back was turned to him. "
"H'm ! Is that all ? "
"He knew I was a Star man without
my telling him. "
"Wlckham , If you think It would
take a noahatma to flnd that out
What else ? "
Wlckhnm turned red and stammered.
It was borne in upon him thnt the final
proof of Spragge's preternatural pow
ers was much too delicately pcr&onnl
to be mentioned to the city editor. As
for putting It Into print , thnt wns un
thinkable.
The city editor sighed In weary dis
appointment , looked nil around the
room and sniffed.
Wlckham went to his desk feeling
thnt nil his rosy prospects of Journal
istic advancement were fading ; but
when he reached his desk , behold , a
square envelope of a delicate gray
green tint ! He opened It and read :
Dear Mr. Wlckham Just home from
Mrs. Cowley's reception , where Alex
would have me with her , and I didn't care
to say what In particular urged me to
shop just this nftctnoon.
At Mrs. C.'s aom'cthlns turned up that
may make a good Item for you. She and
a lot of them are theosophlsts , and It
seems there Is a man here who gives him
self out to bo an English swanil. But
those Boer relief committee women got
private warning that this Spraggo Is the.
same English detective who was watching
them at Philadelphia. Ho la an old In
dian scout seVvlce man llko you read
about. Two of the B. R. C. saw htm on
the steamboat last night. They teased
mo about htm , because they said he was
watching us and taking you .to be a re
cruit I was enlisting for the Boers. At
Philadelphia the first thing he did was to
flnd out all ho could about newspaper
men , gave his name as Southgato and let
them think he was some lord In disguise
looking for chances to Invest money.
Can't you make something of this for
the paper ? lie Is at the Grand Circular , I
think. Cordially , O. P.
P. S. This goes by special messenger.
Wlckham thought ho could , and he
lost no time In saying so to the city ed
itor. And that was how It came to
pats thnt next morning the Star had nn
exclusive story of Mr. Spragge how
Mr. Spragge , who had ostensibly ar
rived In the city the day before and
registered nt the Grand Clrculnr , had
renlly spent two days quietly nt nn ob
scure boarding house learning all ho
could nbout things not obviously his
business ; how he had played much the
same game In nt least two other big
cities , all to make sure that the Boer
relief committees were not shipping
contrabands to the seat of war.
It was a great thing for Wlckham's
Journalistic prospects , that story , but
It hurt Sprnggc's career.
BrcnltliiR the Steers.
During nn old home week celebra
tion In a small town In New Hamp
shire there were present n learned
Judge from n western city , a professor
from Boston nnd n United Stntes sen
ator. Grnvo nnd nustero of manner , as
becnmo their age nnd honors , they ad-
drcsscd ench other by the titles which
belonged to their several stntlons. But
they had been schoolmates , nnd when
the senator told a story of school dnys
the accumulated lea of..f < jrty _ Cjii'8
thawed In a burst of laughter , and tney
were John nnd Bill nnd Hornco once
more. The Delineator repents ono of
their stories ;
"Bill , do you remember breaking the
steers ? " laughed Horace.
"Now , that's between you nnd me ,
Hornce. "
"No secrets here , " snld John. "Out
with It ! "
"One summer one of Bill's steers got
mired In the swamp and was killed.
Bill wasn't going to miss the fun of
breaking the steers , so the next -winter
ho yoked himself up with the one that
was left. I met them coming down
over the cj-ust like Sam II111. Bill
yelled between gnspa : 'Stop us ! Stop
us ! Wo'ro running away ! ' I cornered
them In an nngle of the wall. As soon
as Bill got breath enough he said , Tor
goodness' sake , Hornce , unyoke the
other steer ! ' "
The Plnnct Mercury. \
"
Though Mercury Is one of the smallest - *
est of the plnnets , It Is perhaps the ,
most troublesome to the astronomer. ' " "T
It lies so close to the sun that It Is >
seen but seldom In comparison with
the other great planets. Its orbit Is
very eccentric , nud It experiences dls-
turbnnccs by the attraction of other
bodies In a way not yet fully under-
stood. A speclnl difficulty hns also -
been found In the attempt to place
Mercury In the weighing scales. Wo
can weigh the whole earth , wo can
weigh the sun , the moon and even %
Jupiter and other planets , but Mercury
presents difficulties of a peculiar char
acter. Lo Verrler , however , succeeded
In devising a method of weighing It
Ho demonstrated thnt our enrth Is
attracted by this planet , nud he showed
how the nmount of nttractlon may bo
disclosed by observations of the sun ,
so thnt from nn exnmlnntlou of the ob
servations ho made an approximate
determination of the mass of Mercury.
Lo Vcrrler's result Indicated that the
weight of the planet was about the fif
teenth part of the weight of the earth.
In other words , If our enrth wns placed
In a balance and fifteen globes , each
equal to Mercury , were laid In the oth
er the scales would hang evenly. "Sto
ry of the Heavens. "
The Scrvnnt'H QiicNtlon.
Mrs. Newly Wed ( from above )
Bridget , put the lemons on the Ice so
they won't get sour.
Bridget ( to herself ) Is It , auny whon-
dcr thot I nsks dooble pay fer serving ;
the lolkes of thot ? Exchange.
Graceful Women
A Desire ( or a Perfect Figure It Inseparable
from a Love ol the Beautiful.
The scent of the violet or rose is 03
precious as the lovely flowers whose
breath they are , and while the lives of
flowers are brief nnd we can only enjoy
them for a day , the beautiful woman gives
the pleasure of her fragrance to us a3 a
permanent blessing. The soft fragrance
of a beautiful woman suggests purity ,
health nnd elegance ; she is the refinement
of civilization ; nn index always of good
taste nnd nn unerring badge of gentility.
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ITemale PL.egula.tor
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pennits of no wrinkles , pale cheeks or
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but the menstrual organs will not be de
ceived , and permanent injury may result.
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