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essfeES's lt:r r?,-- S-Ew:S pr ir-a6-rfyr -v .-- tH ' &,",;. - -x- :-, ' ?-, s - i -r ' fliinraL TlfrA If iYliYmrttiY i( Vby V44UIIAIW3 ( VOLUME XXIX.-NUMBER 2. COLUMBUS. NEBRASKA. WEDNESDAY. APRIL 20, 1898. WHOLE NUMBER 1,458. i t i - Ifc- !. r fe.v-.- ;v"' air fcS CAMPITRE SKETCHES. GOOD SHORT STORIES FOR THE VETERANS. Betrayed ly a O. A. K. Ratton Th EaUrm tautened Gailt Cpon the DteaoUer of a ChJckea Coop .la Jkmtmmlng Episode. The aitafel Coo pie. "You are still a youth to me, John, You are still my bonny beau; "The saae a? when we plighted troth Full fifty years ago. The same9 as when our wedding bells Ran out so glad ami gay." Ani here the good wife breathed a sigh, Aad shook fcr locks of gray. -It seems strange to me. John, Who married you for aye, TVh bold the ring you save me as Th apple of my eye, T eee the youngsters ne'er content To irlTe thlr hearts and hands, As we did in the good old times. Without, tie. scrip and. lands! , "'I dMt brine yon much. John, "Ami you had little more; But 'we had health in place c wealth. And plenteous love In store. - And through the Joy and strife, dear, We each one did our part; And now we've one another still. As we had at the start Tim times hav sadly changed. John, Since you and I were young: The marriage tie Is lightly held. And many a heart is wrung. And yet you're young to me. John, And still my bonny beau; The same as when we plighted troth Full fifty years ago." ilrs. Kidder In New York Ledger. Betrajetl by a Button. This story Is true. The names of the distinguished personages involved ure cot their real names, as it would rause them more or less inconvenience to he too specific. The time, says the New York Sun, was last week, and the scene was laid principally in a police station on the west side of the city. Somebody told the story last night, and here it is: Erown which is not a specific name '- v:as and still is bootblack for the po lice station. His face is as black and shining as the shoes he polishes. Brown is patriotic, and he always wears a Grand Army button in the lapel of his coat. One day last week, after Brown had finished polishing Sergt. Blank's shoes lie looked up to the sergeant suddenly, his face full of surprise and dismay. "Fo d-2 Lawd. Sarge. Ah'vc. done - lost m button Grand Army button, Sarge." "That sol" asked the sergeant. "It's a shame. Where'd you lose it?" "Dunno," replied Erown. "It was there last night, sah, shuh's Ah live and draw brer." "Guess that sweetheart of yours with the crinkly face 'borrowed' it, didn't she?" said the sergeant z "So, she ain't got it. She's shook me. Say, Sarge, Ah wish -you'd ask your men to look for dat button. It must she-rely be hereabouts." The sergeant promised to send out a general alarm for the missing but ton, and Brown stalked arcund the room looking in the corners for his badge of honor. After a fruitless search he left the station house. Ten minutes later a man came in and told the sergeant that his hen roost down by the river had been rob bed of two chickens -the night before. The sergeant sent out a detective to investigate the matter. The detective came back in an hour. "Got any clew of 'em?" asked the sergeant. "Well, yes," replied the detective, "but it don't amount to much only a Grand Army button might have been there for some time, you see." "This is curious," said the sergeant to himself. Then he asked the detec- Mive for the button, and he called in the captain. The three then held a conversation in a low tone, every once in awhile breaking out into laughter. Then the sergeant sent the doorman around to the corner saloon to call the bootblack. "Here, you coon," said the captain, as Brown waddled in. "You're in luck, I guess. Is this your button?" "Fo shuah It is," said Brown. "Where en earth did it come from?" "Sure it is yours, are you?" asked the captain in a severe tone. "Yes." said Brown, with an air of mystification. "Ah'm shuah it is. See sdat little teeniy-tonty nick in de side theah? Dat's mah mark, captain." s "New, Mr. Brown," said the cap tain, "where'd you get those little chickens pin feathers on your coat?" Brown stammered, grew as white as e his complexion permitted, hid his face, and began to blubber like a child. Oh, Mr. Captain, let me loose this time. Ah jess couldn't resiss the ternp tashun. It wuz so easy. Ah only took tew, and dey never squeaked, and for de life of me Ah don't see how on earth Ah dropped uat button, and me a grown-up man with no support but aiah brush. Mr. Captain. Oh. ple-e-e-ese ' let me loose this time. Mr. Captain Ah've no excuse but mah longin for dem birds, sah. hut ple-e-ese " "That'll do," said the captain. "You've done this thing once too oft en. Take his pedigree, sergeant, and lock him up. Then get a new bcot hlack." " Half an hour later Blank: Brown, 43 years old. born in the United States, ccctblack. was taken out of his cell and arraigned before the captain. "Mister Brown." said the captain, in his severest tones, "yen are hereby or dered by me to appropriate your earn ings for the next two weeks toward paying for those chickens. Being ne cessary to the station house as you are. ycu are herewith, paroled pending said payment, on condition that your con duct is of-the best. Go back new and crush, these feathers off your ccaL" General Gordon's Fear. The bishop of Tasmania, in one of his recent sermons, told of" a story which brings out the character of a Bian whom all the world learned to respect for a wonder, before he died. The bishop so says the Sunday Maga zine was indebted for the story to a clergyman who had spent some years fa. Gaza. Palestine. One night this clergyman was com ing home late, and in the dusk of the evesiag. when objects were not very distinct, he saw what looked like a mas. kneeling on the ground by the. side of his horse. The place was not a safe one. Arabs might easily sur prise .the kneeling traveler. "I must go and warn that man," thought the clergyman. "It will never do lo let him remain there. He does not know that he may get into trou ble." As he came nearer, to put his reso lution into practice, he was stopped by words that evidently were not ad dressed to himself. A "moment's listen ing convinced him it was the voice of prayer to which he listened. "Oh, my God, take me away out of myself, lest I fall; make me to look unto Thee, that I may humble myself and be like Thee," said the voice of the kneeling man. The clergyman hesitated to interrupt the stranger's devotions, but he could not persuade himself to leave him in danger. After waiting for a time he approached, saying as he did so, "Sir, I beg your pardon, but you arc In dan-ger-aere." " ' ' -- - The man rose, and the clergyman's surprise was great when he found him self standing face to face with General Gordon. "What are you doing out here in this dangerous place?" he asked, not yet recovered from his astonishment. "This morning I received a telegram from England, asking me to undertake a mission which I had longed to under take all my life," replied the general. "It filled me with such elation that I felt I might get into trouble through pride, and I thought I would just get upon my horse and go away by myself to humble myself before God." It was thus that the noble heart of Gordon met one of the great trials of character the honor of being chosen to lead in an important enterprise. "I believe," said the bishop, "that the mission of which he spoke was the cne in which he was employed uhen death met him." Lincoln ait a Door Keeper. Mr. James Elter. one of the oldest doorkeepers in the war department at Washington, is reported by the Syra cuse Standard as telling the following story about President Lincoln: One day a tall, lank gentleman came to the entrance and asked me if the secretary was in, and I told him no, that it was too early for him. He then asked at what hour he would be likely to find him. and I told him. With a pleasant. "Thank you." something we don't always get, he walked away. At the hour I told him that the sec retary would be in he again walked up ( the fteps, and asked me if I would not . go to the secrets.-s room, and t'i him I that he wished to see him. I told him I could not leave my post. '-Oh, that's all right. I am Mr. Lin coln and I will keep door while you deliver my message. Tell him that I want to see him here in the lower hall." - . . With this the president unpinned my badge, stuck it in his own coat and took mv chair. I hastened to the secretary's room, and soon the two were together near me. but in quiet and earnest talk. I never knew why Mr. Lincoin did not , want to go to the secretary's room, but I knew that I prize this chair. I call it Abe Lincoln. No doubt that was thn only time a president ever acted as doorkeeper. 3Ioney That Will Buy "othins. Here is a fiO bill that is not only interesting in itself, but has an in teresting story connected with it. It is the property of W. H. Marrow of Irwin, Pa., who received it from the grandson of the man to whom it was paid for services in the continental ar my. He was Philip Walthour, who lived near Norristown, Pa. When he was a young man he joined the con tinental army against the wishes of his parents. He disappeared and nothing was heard from him for seven, years. One Sunday morning the family sat at breakfast. The old father had not finished grace when there came a sound of whistling down the lane. The old man was indignant Who was dese crating the sabbath? It was the war rior son. He had with him $300 in continental currency, of which the $40 bill was part. Col. WUlard's Story. CoL L. B. Willard. who was state military agent cf Michigan during the war and later a resident of Nashville, Tenn.. is authority for the following affecting incident: "One day I was passing fay a pest hospital in Nashville, when my attention was attracted by the singing in a loud tone of 'Rally 'Round the Flag. Boys, by one of the patients inside. I went fnto the ward, and the soldier who was singing was lying on a couch, desperately wound ed and evidently sear to death. He was struggling with, the grim monster with what feeble strength he could muster, while the patriotic song was gushing with blood from his mouth. The song grew fainter and fainter, and finally he sank into the death slumber. The last audible scucd that escaped his lips was 'Rally, boys; rally once more. As his eyes were glazing a few of his comrades joined in. a beautiful yet simple prayer by the side cf the young patriot, who had gone beyond." The surface of the sea is estimated at 130,000,000 square miles, taking the j wnoie sunace oi the globe at 1S7.C00,. 000. and its greatest depth supposedly equals the height of the highest moun- f tiins, or four miles. J B y'vvyBatflsBBBL. ifr' EsBr&afvl AT MOOTE CARLO. HAS OTHER ATTRACTIONS THAN GAMBLING. It Is Wen-GoYeraed. Xodefa ami Healthy LiTlaff la Very Cheap la the Little Priaeipality The Goveraar aad the CoTcraaeat. "All the world comes to Monte Car lo," is the saying: that passes in the principality when acquaintances from distant parts of the globe stand side by side. The great magnet is undoubted ly the famous gambling tables, but aside from that attraction the place i of unique interest. Numbers of peo ple, content to watch the passing show, go there from year to year, without ever laying a sou on the tables. They go rather for the sunshine, the beauty, and the good government that, is to he found there. "Tae principality is but six miles square, and has a population of between 8,000 and 9,000. It lies especially within the sun's good graces, while the peculiar cliff formation tempers the high winds that sweep along the Ri viera. As a health resort it is one of the best in Europe. No strangers and few of its inhabi tants remain at Monte Carlo during the summer, as it is too warm; the time is therefore used to renovate and prepare for the winter season. Early in June the grass is turned up and al lowed to remain so until the first of October, when the seed is sown, ift two weeks' time the gardens are like the softest velvet. The tropical plants grow vigorously, and it is unusual to see the leaves spotted or discolored. Nothing is ever allowed to decay in Monte Carlo; old buildings are modern ized aad the parks, drainage and streets are kept in a state of perfection. In fact, it is estimated that of the 1,000,000 revenue derived from the ta bles, 400,000 is paid back annually in improvements. This year the concert stage has been enlarged, and a new cafe de Paris built. At present an electric tramway is being laid in Monte Carlo by an American company, and the expense of this enterprise is to be THE CASINO AT borne by one man, a wealthy Mone gasque, a philosopher, although he can neither read nor write. Monte Carlo is par excellence a place in which to own property, as there are no taxes of any kind; everything is paid by the Casino. Almost every spot is now built upon, and consider ing the demand there is during the sea son rents are astonishingly low. There a beautiful little suite of rooms can be had for the same price that one would pay for a fourth story hall bed room in New York, $20 per month. But pro visions are very high, owing to the necessary duties. As an example, su gar sells for twelve cents a pound, po tatoes four cents, and ham and bacon forty cents a pound. Fruit is high, and milk and cream are about the same as in America. Chickens are the ouly things not sold by weight, and they range in price from forty cents upward. A woman in Monte Carlo is glad to do housework for six cents an hour, without board; but no one suf fers from poverty there, as they have learned the true art of economy. Monte Carlo is governed by the prince of Monaco, and is under the protection of France. The latter friendly relations can be instanced in the matter of postage, as a letter can be sent to any part of France from Monte Carlo for the same rate that is necessary to carry it in France, while to any other country a five cent stamp instead of a three must be used. The Credit Lyonnaise, which stands on the border of France, can be seen from the shoulders and reply that Monte Carlo often walk into France for the purpose cf posting their letters. When remind ed that it is simpler to drop them in the box at the Casino, they shrug their shoulders and repl ythat Monte Carlo has a world wide reputation for wick edness and it is best for anxious friends at home to see the postmark of France. IVhen in Monte Carlo, Prince Albert and his family live in the palace,which Is still, although modernized, a fine specimen of the Renaissance. He has cne son by his first wife, who is in the army. The princess also has two chil dren by her first husband, the Duke of Richelieu. The prince, however, is fond of science and spends most of his time on board the yacht Alice, named after his wife, pursuing his studies in ocean-c'graphy. They are never in 3Ionte Carlo until the 1st of January, when the true season for gaiety begins. The English people do not leave their hemes until after Christmas, and the French remain forNew Tear's. The place is admirably governed, and Its inhabitants scon learn that there are certain, things they must "not do. The registration Is very strict. No stranger Is allowed to stop there evsn as a guest, longer than two weeks with out permission of the principality. Good behavior is also essential, and if a complaint is ever lodged against ome he is promptly requested to leave the place, and may never return. He can pass through on. the trains, but most net stop over For those reasons stsJty women whom circumstances have placed so that they must live alone make their b.ines In Monte Carlo. And j perhaps aowhere else caa they eajoy .. A jl k & I j PtJaaSaaaai3cy -c m-i ae 1 g ; i k &ZLc the same feeling of freedom and safe ty. The town is well policed and lighted, and a woman can walk about at 11 o'clock at night as unhesitatingly as in the ar!y morning. During the last five years the Monte Carlo papers have not mentioned one suicide or that any thing exciting has taken place at the Casino; yet to read the papers in Am erica t of Africa, one would suppose the poor Monegasques had a particular pen chant in that direction. The present casino of Monte Carlo was started by Francois Blanc of Hom bourg about 1S63, under the reign or Charles IH of Monaco. It is exclusively for strangers. The Monegasques, or, in fact, any one that earns his livell1 hood in Monaco, is not allowed to go to the Casino but one day in the year November 13. the fete of Prince Albert. On this day the trades people may en ter the playrooms; it is also the only day in the year that the Casino closes at 5 o'clock ia the afternoon. The bank spares ho expense InniumInations'aa&T fireworks to make the prince's birth" day the gayest fete of the year, and It is greeted with joy by every true Mon egasque. Sometimes a tradesman that has the passion for play will enter the rooms on that day with his entire sav ings of the year, that he may try his luck at the temple of fortune. Strangers are given cards of admis sion to the Casino with the simple re quest that they may be renewed at the expiration of a certain time. They -.. have access to the concerts, the readins rooms and the play rooms. When neither the opera nor theater are at Monte Carlo, for which one must pay from 10 francs up. according to the tal ent, there are generally two free con certs a day. In fact, there are 125 mu sicians employed by the Casino. The ' reading rooms are lighted by electric- ity and oil lamps. There are sixteen writing desks abundantly supplied with the Casino stationary, and the tables are covered with the daily newspapers cne of the important articles of faith; in all the languages of Europe, besides that is, the doctrine of the persever the magazines and weekly papers of all ance of the saints, and I called to get nations. your advice as to the best method of ar- In the play rooms the saying is that resting the heresy.' 'Ah, my brother,' one never knows how much the res: J said Dr. Kirkland, 'in this region we of the world gambles until he goes to Monte Carlo, and no other place where h.. -$ MONTE CARLO, gambling is sanctioned is so well con ducted. No smoking, eating or drink ing is allowed, and for the slightest J uisiuroance one wouiu nave ais caru of admission taken away. The bank is a stock company with a capital of 15, 000,000. The stock sells quite high. It is a common error to think when the bank is spoken of as being broken that the whole comnanv has come tn eriof. while in reality it is simply one table ! nin t0 eep)-Josiah. you are not sat thar has nm our nf fnnri anri mTir ! isfied with me. You wish you were suapeuu pa; mcui uum il uas sent ior j more money. A little black flag is I raised by the table when the bank is ' broken. A Yankee Romance. Hawthorne found romance on the shores of old New England, and there is a good deal of it unmined in the modern life of the Yankees. The fol lowing story of love and marriage, strange as it may seem, is known to the writer to be true: lears ago a summer boarder, at a on digging sixteen foot deep founda cottage on a point of land which form- tions for a house in the Rue du Cloitre ed the protecting arm of the harbor of Notre Dame. There are traces, for a a fishing town in Massachusetts, was I length of nearly 200 feet, of a wall nine shown a girl baby only a few months old. He looked at the babe and ad mired; then said to the mother: "Will you give me that babe for my wife?" The mother had known the young man for several summers; she liked him, and therefore answered promptly, "Yes." "Will you promise never to tell her that you have selected me as her hus band?" "Yes." The conditions of the singular be trothal were observed. The girl-baby grew up; and summer after summer the young man courted her. When she was 18 he married her, and not till then did she know that she had been betrothed to her husband while ia her cradle. Can old romance be .more ro mantic than this story of a New Eng land fishing town? THE PRINCE'S BBmmmmmmmammmmmmmmmmmBBBmmmW 'KSammftrnVMsmm J . BmmBammmmaamSiljB WEBSTER'S CLEVER STORY little Ce: BumM Dtwi t ream Early Day: ntly I had occasion to recall nt the incidents in the life of ngiiel Webster; whose 116th birthday osBrred a short time ago, and whom I hjsrd in the United States senate for first time sixty-two years ago and owhose speeches and orations from student days I had been a diligent er and enthusiastic admirer, say arriter in the Boston Transcript. It during the campaign which result- eCin the election of Ge n. Taylor that tap. incidents which I am auout to re- occurred. A great mass meeting been called in Worcester, where ppened to be, and Mr. Webster had prevailed upon to make a speeih half of the whig candidate, Mar Van Buren; who had been succes- to Gen.- Jackson in the presidency a democrat all his days, had been ted by the free-soil party. These wri kiss as- aa arca-pol tician made no little sport when it was announced that Van Buren bad joined the abolitionists. His friends alleged that a great change had come over him' and that he had been suddenly con verted to the anti-slavery ideas. When Mr. Webster came to pay his respects to the free-soil candidate he said: "I met a few days ago a gentleman who said: 'Mr. Webster, you have nO idea of the change which has come over Mr. l Van Buren,' and went on extolling th I . -- ft , -vr -t. new convert. Now," said Mr. Wb ster, "I am reminded of an incident ' -tfhich occurred when Dr. Kirkland was i president of Harvard college. A min- ister from one of the rural districts called upon the president of Harvard and said: 'I have called upon you, Brother Kirkland, to get your advice about a matter which is giving some of us a great deal of anxiety. The fact is, some of our church members are getting loose notions concerning have far more serious heresy to deal with, and that is, the perseverance of the sinners.' And now," said Mr. Webster, "that is just my trouble with Mr. Van Buren. I have known him i for many years and touching this I question of slavery I fear he will perse , vere unto the end the same incorrigible i sinner." At this keen stroke of wit the hall rang with roars of laughter. General Taylor was elected the twelfth president of the United States, aad Martin Van Buren was defeated. TWO SIDES OF IT. Uat the Exacting Wife Forgot the Other View. Mrs. Murkle Josiah, do you know that you have sworn three times with in anjaour, that six darkfrowns have crossed your brow, that you have spok en crossly to the children four times and that you have hitched around in your chair so much that I wouldn't be surprised if the carpet were all worn i out unuer you? says the Cleveland Leader. Mr. Murkle Indeed! Well, can you tell me how many nice things I have said to you and the children during the past hour, how often I have laughed, how many words of en- l ccuragement I have used, how many , twinkles have come into my eyes and I how many minutes I have sat abso- ! jutejv still? Mrs. Murkle I haven't pnnrilH them at,- ATrtTTT,or'c .VUUVI.U I.UVU1, .- 4UlUi, &ubd what I thought. Suppose you try look- ng out for a fellow's good qualities a I little while. Perhaps if you do that you'll not have so much time to keep tab on his faults. Mrs. Murkle (begin- ' married to some other woman! Mr. Murkle Dash it, who could help swear ing under such circumstances. I've half a mind to go out and get drunk. Mrs. Murkle There, now the animal in you is gaining full control again. Oh. why did I ever place my fair, sweet young life in the keeping of a brute! (Curtain.) Relics of Roman Pari. Interesting relics of Roman Paris, the old Lutetia. have been discovered feet thick at the base, and consisting of blocks of stone which had evidently served for an older building and been hastily put together. Many of these blocks bear Latin proper names, still more or less decipherable, though rude ly chiseled. It is believed that these inscrifaed blocks were the tiers of an amphitheater, another portion of which was discovered in front of Notre Dame 5nr1847. They also resemble the stones found in 1870 in the Rue Monge belong ing to another amphitheater, a portion of which was restored some years ago and converted into a public garden. St. James Gazette. A. Thrilling- Moment. First Tomcat How did you feel when the brick struck you? Secosd Tomcat My past eight lives rose up before me in a second! London Gra phic. PALACE. ONE-MmiTE R0MA5CE APT. DARIN'S little daughter wal the life of the skis1. ind the sailore. homesick, some of thm. and longing for eeftaia little chaps a s h o t . played with her oi the Asia's white decks and span yarns for her" 11 the evening between watches. The child was a true daughter of the brave and weather-beaten tar and she loved the sea and trusted iL So Sunday, wheh the sky's blue ehanged to yel low-gray and then deepened Into black, and the water grew dark and sullen under the nor'easter's lashings, she only pouted a little aad pressed against the cabin window a face s0 rosy and to run by to see It shining through the mist becausa it heartened them so. Then the night came and she laugh ed as her mighty cradle rocked peril ously In the deep trough of the sea; Her father could not sing her his usual song he was keeping on the bridge, with his tarpaulin hung with icicles and his hair and beard white with frost, shouting to the men who ran hither and thithef qUit wildly about something for hours at a time; while the boat staggered and shivered and groaned so she could not find a level place on which to kneel to say her prayer. BUt her mamma held her in her arms, and the little girl noticed that her voice was fervent as she begged for the safety of the ships at sea. Then Lena sank Into sleep with her head pillowed on the best and safest place a head may ever rest upon in ail the world a mother's breast. Aloft the work went on. the voice of the captain cutting a way for his com mands through the wild storm. But when his first officer. Cook, was near him once, he spoke to him in a tone broken and harsh with anguish. "Mr. Cook," he said. "I think we're going to pieces on the shoal . You will look out for little Lena, and stay with her to the end?" The first mate touched his visor. "Ay! ay! sir," he replied, and went on with his duty. Yesterday a man and little girl were washed ashore at Nantucket. The man's face was grim and stern, but the child's was still and smiling, and her little arms were fast clasped around the neck of the sailor, who had given his life in fruitless effort to save her and had stayed with her "until the end." An old woman stood at the edge of the group, looking at the bulletins of war-news la.-tks.wiiutaw.at- a moraine paper yesterday. She was wan and gray and her garments were thin and frr. 'S'M&!,i' ' v vyv.7. . '...: . .- .' if . '- UI !. -' 7, y m .'!..' i'f. Htim; WASHED ASHORE, shabby; but a flush touched her cheeks and her eyes shone with unusual brightness. A young woman by her side noticed hsr interest, but did not share it, "Come, mother," she urged, "let us i be going. There isn't anything new." I But she shook off the impatient hand. "Wait a minute, Carrie." she said, "just let me see whether the Presi dent declares war or not. See, they're bringing a new paper now. Mebbe it's all settled and tonight Fred can go down and enlist!" Her tone was fev erish and eager, but the daughter-in-law bridled. "Well. "I gue3s Fred won't enlist," she exclaimed. "I'd just like to see him leave me an the children and go to war!" The old woman looked at her steadi ly. "His father left me when Fred was a baby, and the others wa'n't much more," she said, her voice quivering a little. "And I loved him as well as you love your husband I guess." Slow tears crept down her cheeks, and the young woman patted her arm soothingly. The crowd had heard and moved back, instinctively, to give her a place nearer the window; but she was not looking at the bulletins now. "It was hard to have him go," she continued, "but it would have been harder if Fred and the others had grown up and thought of their father as a coward! They've never bad that to shame them. And that has been a comfort through all the rest. When he didn't come back I felt as if I couldn't live for awhile, but the chil dren was always talkin' about their hero father and hew he died for his country. 'And if we are poor, that's something to say!" She wiped her eyes on the corner of her gray shawl and smiled, and the young woman glanced at the window. "It says our sailors were murdered by Spanish treachery, mother." she said; "and if that's so and there's a call 111 let Fred go!" Arm In arm they walked down the street, and on their faces mingled the light of renunciation and the shadow of despair. A a Object tnnoa. A Kansas widow, whose husband lost caste and fortune through strong drink and who finally died with delirium tremens, had a marble monument erect- ed over his grave upon which a asake j of many colls has been chiseled, a alio this inscription upon the pedestal, and Just beneath the fiery eye and forked tongue of the serpent: At last it r kitsth like a serpent and stingetk like gg Xv WWwT. MISSION. e tre ff Xetorlety Oftemt -Sealerta m ChUrfrva. It is surprising to know how stan7 wcaiefl there are with a dee and burn, lag interest 1c bumaaity with a big H. Individual humanity. represented ky those tthohave direct claims upon them, does not interest them in the least. says Leslie's Weekly. Their own hus bands, their own children, do aot ap. peat to them, and they have bat a languid Interest (a their own horse. The writer wasj tisited oae day re cently by a humanitarian of this type. Her mission was the uplifting of all humanity. She bad. she said conse crated her life to that i?nd. During her call she revealed the fact that she was 2.000 miles from her husband and fire children. They could, she affirmed, "get along nicely without her." and she felt that she could do a "far great er and nobir work for humanity by working for.tkis gleriaaa cause of ttat- had been by t a week, since I had met the mother of several small children who was trying to "uplift humanity" by going about organizing clubs for the development of "The New Thought.'' After listening for nearly an hour to an outline of the plans and purposes of this "New Thought" scheme I was more than ever con vinced that old thoughts are best, par ticularly the thoughts cf our grand mothers regarding the first duty of s wife and toother. There is much exaggeration and cheap wit in the camic papers regard ing the neglect of their homes and families by the "new women." who have branched out inio fields hereto fore occupied by men alone. A good deal of thf criticism of the new woman is unfair and unjust, but the fact re mains that the woman with a mission is in many cases a woman with pain fully distorted views regarding the duty she owes to herself and to others. The writer not long ago heard a wo man, addressing a large gathering of people, say: "I have given up my home and children, my husband and parents, to go forth and spread the glorious gospel and try to win men and women to Christ. My life henceforth is to be devoted to God and humanity." The question naturally arises: Can a wife and mother devote herself to any thing higher or better or nobler than the proper training of her own chil dren? And does not her duty to her children, her husband and her home, transcend any duty she may owe to others? The enthusiast may say no to these questions, but every true and loving wife and mother will aay yes to both questions. When a woman has a home and children no call to duty is higher or more imperative than the call that comes to her from her own home and in no sphere can she do a greater or better work. The good she might do elsewhere cannot be offered as an excuse for the neglect of those who have the first claim on her love and care. It Is sometimes true that a love of notoriety and overpowering de sire to be seen and heard is the chief motive c the woman with a mission. BRIDESMAID A BRIDE. t Haiti of Honor Elope the Ifcay of the WetMiiic. A substitute bridesmaid took part in a fashionable wedding in Derby. Conn., recently, because the original maid of honor suddenly took it into her pretty head that she herself wanted to be married, so she eloped ca the day in question. Miss Minnie Reynolds was to have been the maid of honor at the wedding of her sister. Miss Elizabeth Reynolds, to Thomas MacDonald at St. Mary's church. At an early hour on the wedding morning Miss Minnie went downtown, ostensibly on a little errand of her own, and nothing was thought of it. but when she had not returned an hour before the time set for the ceremony the entire household was greatly wrought up. Messengers were sent in every direction in starch of the young lady, but no trace of her could be found. A large crowd flocked to St. Mary's church, but, although the bride-elect, the bridegroom and the best man came. Miss Minnie came not. In place of the absent one the bride elect was attended by a younger sister. Miss May Reynolds. The truth of the matter was that William Parsons and Miss Minnie Reynolds had departed for New York city. Their elopment is said to have been due to the fact that Parsons is a Protestant, while the young lady is a Catholic. In New York they were married by a Dominican Father. The bride was attired in the very pretty costume which it was planned she was to wear as brides maid for her sister. On the arrival of Mr. and Mrs. MacDonald at the Grand Central station. New York, they were met there by Mr. Parsons and Miss Reynolds. The sisters made up. and Mr. and Mrs. MacDonald acted as best man and bridesmaid at the wedding of their sister and Parsons. Pent of Rabbit in Kansas Orchard. Rabbits the ordinary cotton-tail are so numerous in Kansas and so destructive to orchards that Wellhcuse & Son. of Omaha, have been compelled to build 1,700 traps in one orchard in Osage county, in three orchards In Leavenworth county they have built 1,600 and in a Miami county orchard 400 traps. The trap consists of a box twenty-two inches long, made of ordi nary six-inch lumber one inch thick, closed at one end and with an inward swinging wire gate in the other end. I which is shut by contact of the nbbit with a trigger after he has fairly en tered. More Than He Could Chew. A literal case of "biting off more than he could chew" resulted in th death of a sailor in San Francisco. An autopsy disclosed-a slab of nnchewed mutton four inches long and three inches wide rolled into a ball and firm ly wedged in the man's larynx, where it had effectively shut off his wind. Fan Over a Flower. Orchids must bloom as they are ad- vertised to, the English court of av peala has decided. A man who bought a bulb for 9100, which he was told would produce a white flower, and after cultivating it for two years obtained a purple blossom, has recovered $25t ami cast from the vendor. 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