made clear to him, and he dwelt fora
erat time in the lovely realms of caildish
arin imagination. Would that’ this season
Bellefonte, Pa., March 31,1893
sterner realities of life! Would
*“g@E BIRTH OF THE OPAL.
The sunbeam loved the moenbeam
And followed her low and high,
And the moenbeam fled and hid her head
She was so shy, so shy.
"The sunbeam wooed with passion,
Ah’! ‘he was a lover
And histheart was afire with mad desire
For'the moonbeam pele and cold.
But she fled like a dream before him,
Her hair was a shining sheen,
And oh, that fate would annihilate
The space that lay between.
.Just-as the day lay panting,
The arms of the twilight dim,
The sunbeam caught the one he sought,
And drew her close to him.
Qut of his warm arms startled,
And stirred by:love’s first shock,
She pe a trembling maid,
An
hid in the'niche of a rock.
“And the sunbeam followed and found her,
And led her to love's own feast,
And they were'wed on that rocky bed,
And the dying day was their priest.
And lo! that beautiful opal,
That rare and wondrous gem
‘With the moon and the sun blend into one
Is the child that was born to them..
I —————
a
His Taddie's Easter Awakening.
BY EMERINE STRATTON REES.
For a long time the little whi
-county and under no circumstances,
‘be mentioned in the same breath with
the elegant bay-windowed, verandaed,
and cupolaed structure which the Win-
should
slows called home. There
have been an interval of an hour (or,
the very least, threequarters of an
hour) between the two subjects, ac:
to the idea of the Major; but,
in truth, profane people, without the
least idea of ceremony or. of the fitness
of things, just jumbled them up in the
same sentence, Actually did that very
thing! Men of sense, too! “I don’t
see why the Major doesn’t buy out old
Collins and extend his lawn,” Judge
Clayton remarked to a companion one
day, as he wended his way down street
cordin
to the Court House. “I wonder
doesn’t tear the old shanty down, a
run his grounds over to the corner.”
Just as if the Major had not repe
edly urged Adam Collins to sell, h
not fumed and fretted at Adam Collins
till he was weary with much urging,
fuming, and fretting.
He had offered a good price for the
“ghanty,” but as it was all Adam bad,
an inberitance from his father, too,
bad deciined. Besides, it would ta
a good deal of money to build, and
other place, so the mother and children
declared, would ever be so home-like.
He
Then, building-lots were scarce.
was not bound to sell; was under
obligations whatever to his more for-
tunate neighbor, and eo the little cot:
tage, which, despite the innumerable
spring coatings of whitewash adminis:
tered by Jed, in his best and most ar-
tistic manner, showed unmistakable
signs of decay, remained intact, and
sheltered as happy and contented a lit
tle flock as any in the town,
Adam went on his way, gave no at-
tention to other people’s affairs, paid
his allotted amount of taxes in spri
‘and fall installments, drove his team
week-days, and wore his best blue coat
Besides these duties, he
took the children out for a walk—out
in the country for a bit of green like
farm—when Sunday
on Sunday.
his boyhood’s
school was over in the afternoon,
that the mother could take a short nap,
and have a few undisturbed moments
In the meantime the Ma-
jor hurled some very ill-sounding words
for reading.
at the shanty across the way, and
the shanty’s owner, and never failed
apologize for its being when he show
his friends over his beautiful home,
The only member of the Winslow
any communi
family who held
cation with the cottage, after th
found that Mr. Collins was settled
his “confounded obstinency,”’—to use
the Major's mildest words—was Ea
the son and heir of his devoted parents;
Earl, who was to accomplish wonders
in the world, to attain to any and all
heights of fame that could be scale
sult to pass.
essary, were to be lavishly devoted
attain all the ambitious ends his father
In reality, Earl scouted
at the ‘idea of governesses Or tutors,
blinded his sweet blue ‘eyes to the
heights of tame awaiting him, and took
had in view.
more solid delight in: pinning tops
the Collins back yard with Ben, or eat-
ing Tilda’s parched corn in the kiteh:
en, or even in teaching Mint to frame
the words of Mother Goose in her lisp-
ing accents,—her rendition of t
“Tween of Heants” being Earl's special
delight, —it looked exceedingly ungrate
ful, but it was true, that this jolly little
democrat preferred any one of these
pastimes to sitting down in the elegant
drawing¥oom by himself, and looking
at the loveliest picture-book that ever
came from the eity.
Ben Collins’ and ‘Earl Van Dy
pure, undistur
chantment for
all is love!
ling——always trustworthy.
close its session,
the intensified wrath of the Major.
at| “Did your mother say
bring it, Earl?” she asked.
more.
them all.
ing to do.
wonder in the flower world.
We'll see who ean beat.
ain't it, Mrs. Collins?”
did not lack novelty.
nac, M ke says.”
watched with great anxiety.
disciplined lily should.
to | brain.
ed| The child bad been sitting in Mint’s
wooden rocker, a privilege granted only
occasionally, his dimpled chin resting
in his hands his curls falling carelessly
ey | over his broad lace collar, and against
He raised
his head, and looked across at Ben.
rl, | That young man was lost in thought
and pondering over the wondrous story.
His mother had often told them of it
before, yet it was always new. Ben
) d; | managed to forget some part of it every
Earl, who was to acquire the wisdom :
of the ancients if wealth and the wisest
scholars of the age could bring that re-
Money, expense, time,
patience, labor, and anything else nec-
in | the dark blue of his coat.
time.
Him, Easter? Will you?”
to| “Y-e-s,” the answer came, rather re:
luctantly, and the black head nodded
Not a glad, ‘cheerful re-
sponse, for the flower was very precious
He thought a moment longer.
Earl was asking him to give this lovely
in | white lily, when it blossomed to the
dear Lord, the same dear Lord who
His mother had often
told them how He had laid His hands
on the little children, and blessed them.
he | Yes, and his face brightened up, he
Besides, Earl
had said that they would try another
Yes,
slow assent.
to Ben.
loved children.
would give it, of course.
flower for the Fourth of July.
he would give it to Him.
boy on his knee,
in the interest of his plantations.
ke| ‘“Now,my dear, I wanta fullaccount
of delicious trustfulness were mot 80
soon and go rudely swept away. by he
"that
we could keep these laddies sweet and
bed in the land of eo-
‘a longer time, {rom the
strife for fame, the getting of gold, and
the evil days when they have little or
no pleasure in that which leads so
near thegate of the beautiful city where
It questions arose, and they general:
ly did, that Earl and Ben could not set-
tle for themselves, they carried them
to busy Mrs. Collins. It Earl made
positive assertion that a Remington ri-
fle could kill a rabbit or a muskrat |
quicker than a breech-loader, or that a |
flock of white-robed angels sung in his
church choir every Easter morning
(which assertion more pratical Benja-
min denied, because, as he argued, ‘if
they was angels, they’d have wings.
there wouldn’t be room fora whole
flock'?)—all these points of difference
were related, with many confusing ex:
planations, to the busy boueeyife, And
she gave them the best motherly ad-
vice she could, which served to satisfy
the disputants, although ber knowledge
in regard to rifles and bicycles was vot
—with all due deference to Mrs. Col-
With the
free advice went a ginger cookie, and
then, bidding them to run and play and
te- | be good lads, the little court would
washed cottage of the Collins family :
had been what Major Felix ‘Winslow
was pleased to call “an eyesore” to his
aristocratic eyes. It was, on no ac-
Some time before Easter, Earl bad
begged from the gardener two lilies
warranted to bloom at Easter tide, and
to | one of them he had given to Ben. Ben
loved flowers dearly, but his mother
hesitated about accepting the choice
plant. Perhaps it might bring down
ou might
“She
didn’t say I couldn’t,” said the child.
“Why, Mrs. Colling, we've got bushels
Mike couldn’t take care of
I'll tell you what we are go:
I've got one, too, and if
mine blooms first—1I left mine in the
corner of the greenhouse, and told
Mike I'd take care of it myself, and he
wouldn't have to ’tend to it, and he
said ‘all roight,’—you know how fun
ny Mike talks. And, ob! Mrs. Col-
he | lins, you ought tosee thebig lily Mike's
nd | got for Mamma, for Easter morning!”
He overlapped his arms till they
at- | formed a great “0,” the size of the
ad | flower that was to surprise the mother ;
whereupon the children opened their
eyes and gazed in admiration at the boy
who was the happy possessor of such a
“I've got a lily, too,” the boy con-
he | tinued, “and if mine blooms first, I'm
ke | going to give it to Ben, and if Ben's
no | blooms first, he is to give 1t to me.
Funny way,
It certainly
“Then we'll try
no | another flower for the Fourth of July.
That's another good day in the alma
As Earl assured Ben’s mother, that
afternoon, that his mother wanted Ben
to have the lily, for she would not have
denied him, bad he asked for half of
the gorgeous greenhouse, it was taken
carefully, and with all due ceremony,
to the sunniest window, and there
Not the
least embarassed by the critical observ-
ng | ers that hovered above it, morning,
noon, and night, it grew right on, and
in course of time, budded as any well-
Before this, however, Mrs. Collins,
in her simple way, had told the child:
ren the story of the resurrection morn.
80 | The merry little faces were quite sober
as she finished, and their questions,
though eager, were asked in soit tones.
Suddenly, a thoughtsiruck Earl. Ideas
did not come so quickly beneath Ben’s
at | bristly black hair, nor yet to Tilda’s
The voice of Major Winslow's son
aroused him: “Ben what do you say ;
let's give the first one that blooms to
The next Sunday the Major took his
He had returned
late the night before from a trip South
Winslow were of the same age, had
the same day for a birthday, and that
eventful day was Easter. It was fast
drawing near, and the two had been
discussing the subject with great inter:
est. Noteverybody could have a birth:
day on Easter of this year, Ben didu’t
know of any one but old Mrs. Scrog:
ging, down ia the Hollow,
For days before, the two bad talked
of the, things, possible or impossible,
dear fo their boyish hearts; the gol:
den curls and the head with the stiff
black hair bobbed and nodded day by
day as they spoke of their heart's de-
sires, discoursing learnedly on the mer-
its of bréech-loaders, ponies, bicycles,
and a host of other things far, very far,
from the grasp of the lad with the coarse
black locks. Butas yet this was not
of the whole week's proceedings, What
have you doue, seen, and heard?”
The Major kissed the upturned face,
and rested his hande on the sunshiny
curls that nestled against his breast. .
The week had not been full of inci
deat, nothing startling had. happened
that Earl.could. recall. That was,
nothing but what bad taken place: at
the Collins cottage. Mint, had gra-
ciously allowed him to sit in her red
rocker for five ‘minutes by the clock,
Tilda had shown him two puzzles on
the slate, Jed had’ permitted him’ to
wield the whitewash brueh once on the
end of the house, and Mrs. Collins had
fashioned hire a fat gingerbread boy
that had two dried currants for eyes,
‘which he saved for the last bite.
tive command against the visits to the
cottage, yet the child instinctively felt
that his father did uot approve, aod
once he heard him say a swear word
to Ben's father, which so terrified him
that he hid himself twenty minutes in
the back closet in his mother’s room.
So he eat silent 'a moment after his
father asked for the week's doings.
“I'll tell you a story, papa,” and the
head was lifted from its resting place.
“All right, my boy, let's have the
story first.” a
Theu the boy told of the resurrec-
tion morn, all in’ bis‘own sweet words,
and of the blessed Lord who rose that
day, and of theitwo angels/ who talked
go comforiingly to the poor women who
went to roll the great stone away from
the grave and found nobody there, and
of how they cried and cried till they
found him again.
#And I think, Papa,’ said the boy
on the Major's knee,” “that the angel's
that come down and sing for us Easter
morning look just like those other an:
gels, don’t you?”
Major Winslow had never expended
much thought on the possible reseu-
blance, and his knowledge of heavenly
beings, as a class, was exceedingly lim:
ited. He was well versed 1n all that
pertained to legal lore, with its myster-
jous windings and complications, but
the capacity of ‘a nut-shell, and a small
one at that, would bave. far exceeded
the requirements for stowing away the
Major's angel lore. But for all that,
was the man to show such ignorance
before this laddie, dearer to him than
all the angels? Hardly.
“Yes,” he answered, not looking at
the boy just then, but out through the
lace-draped window, and something
like a scowl rested on his handsome
face as his eyes fell on the “confounded
shanty”! of Adam Collins.
4] think so, too, Papa,’ continued
the child, looking up in the face above
his, “but some boys—one boy I know,
named Ben—he doesn’t think so. He
thinks their wings would take up too
much room.”
“Your Ben is a wise young man,”
said the father.
“Yes, rather doabtfully trom Earl,
“but, don’t you see, they could fold
their wings while they were singing?
That's the way I'd do. wouldn't you?”
“I hope my boy will not have any
wings to fold very soon,” said the Maj:
or earnestly, as Earl ran off to answer
his mother’s call. “There would be
little left for me to live for if he were
taken away.”
Poor Major, and poor little boy!
How little we know of the future! Be-
fore the Easter morn had dawned the
Winslow house wasshrouded in gloom.
The velvet carpets gave back no sound
of the light footsteps that passed over
them. The halls and corridors echoed
only whispers din their darkened and
passage ways. Mike, theZgardener,
brought no perfumed, gorgeous blos-
goms to the drawing-room; no one
cared for them now, nor for the poor
lily in the corner of the greenhouse
which would have fared sadly had it
waited for the little master to come and
give it drink. The great, song Maj
or and his wife were silent and well-
nigh heart-broken, And why!
Ab! surely you must have known.
The laddie lzy low of a fever. He was
so near the heavenly gates that they
almost seemed opening to let him in;
just ready to change the earthly robe
tor one of spotless white and to receive
a glad welcome from the dear Lord
who loved the children ; so near that
the brain of the strong man who had
listened to his boy’s sweet story of the
resurrection a few short days before,
was almost crazed with grief.
Easter morning rose resplendent.
All without was joy aad gladness, The
earliest flowers, lifted their heads to
the sun. Lark, redbreast, thrush and
wren had learned new songs of thanks-
giving and sang as if their hearts were
overfloving and their little throats
would burst with joy. Ah! they nev-
er could have known that Earl had
been for long weeks hovering between
two worlds. ‘No, they never could
have eung so blithely had they but
known.
Hulda, the maid, thought it wicked
to shut out all the surlight that morn-
ing, and so the front door swung back
on its heavy hinges and let the beams
stray in at their own sweet will while
she was about her work. “A bit of
brightness'll do nobody harm,” she
said, as she opened the door, intending
to close it in a little while. 3
But before the little while had passed
something more substantial than sun-
beams came in at the open door.
The new comer gave a timid knock
with one small, brown hand, while the
other tightly clasped a flower-pot, and
in the flower-pot was the loveliest white
lily that ever saw the light of day.
Just before ‘leaving home the lily-
bearer had gazed lovingly on the pure
petals and. drank in their fragrance,
saying to his mother nearby : “Don’t
you reckon this is the kind of flowers
that grow in heaven? I do.”
Receiving no response to the timid
knock, for the little, brown knuckles
made but small impression on the
heavy oaken panels, he made up his
mind to veature in, Ought he to go
on ? What would Mother say ?
Then a giant fear rose in his mind,
saying : “Better not go in, the Major
Il gr-a-b you” That surely would
not be pleasant. He pondered a mo-
ment ; the longing to see Earl, the
jolly, blithesome playmate once more,
was too great. Love overcame the
fear ; it's a way Love has,
Tucking his Sunday hat under his
arm and claeping tighter the white
flower, he went up the broad staircase.
His tootsteps were light, yet the
quick mother-ear caught the sound
and knew it for thai of a stranger.
“Ter first impulse wae to bid him
leave. She looked at the bright ex-
pectant little fellow coming up slowly
with hjs fragrant burden, and with a
reverent look on his face. She would
tell him kindly how ill her laddie was.
He must not’ come in. How could
while the dearest thing on earth, to
ber, lay motionless, and in a death:
like ‘stupor.
A sudden thought entered her train.
As a drowning man to the rope, 80 she
clung to it. Possibly—Ohi Father
in Heaven—if it might be true—
| Ben advanced ou tiptoe. There was
| no ove that be could see. He knew
the room well enough. Had not the
| anxious faces in the cottage fixed their
‘eyes on that curtained window day
after day ? Yes, he knew that window
by heart. He softly opened the door
of the sick room and peered in. There
| in the corner lay his little friend, wan
| and white. The slightest motion of a
i thin hand moved the silken cover;
Earl must be waking up. Ben was
glad ; he was just 1 time to show him
his lily the first thing. :
“I’ve brought it, Earl,” were the
words the listening mother heard be-
hind the drapery. “I've brought it,”
said Ben, sottly, “and it's the ' beauti-
fullest thing you ever saw. It's Easter
you know.”
The eyelids moved and the blue eyes
began to open.
On one side of the bed sat the Ma-
! jor, his head bowed in his hands; his
pale face had lost all trace of pride.
He looked up at the sound of a strange
voice, and wondered if he were dream-
ing, whea a signal from his wife warn-
ed him to keep silent.
Slowly the blue eyes opened; then
the weak hands stirred, but, oh! so
slowly, and the faintest wee bit of a
smile played around the fevered lips
that fashioned themselves to speak.
“Why, Ben |” they said, “I forgot.
It’s—the Easter lily—ain’t it ?”’
“Yes,” Ben replied. “I brought it to
you, ‘cause you know what you said
bout its blooming first. = And then,”
he continued placing the flower on a
stand by the bedside where the sick
boy’s eyes could rest on it, ‘you said
we'd give the first bloomer to Him.
Don't you remember 'bout that 2"
L Flruy to, came feebly from the
ed.
“You mustn't talk now,” said Ben,
stooping to pick up his bat which had
tallen to the floor; “but we've been
sayin’ prayers for you, we have,—me
and Mint and Tilda and Ted and
mother (father he’s been so awful
busy, he couldn’t very well) and I just
knew you'd get well.”
He tucked the hat under his arm
and walked oa tiptoe to the door.
“Good-bye,” he whispered back and
the door closed behind him. Present-
ly a whispered ‘“Mother’s going to
make you a gingerbread horse with
currant eyes, and Tilda'll parch you
some sugar corn tomorrow’ came
through the keyhole like a half-for-got-
ten postscript. Then all was still,
while the sick boy leaned forward to
catch the pertume of the flower.
Back trom the shadows ot death into
the light!—teeble, flickering light
though it was. Back to the arms of
the dear ones once more! Had the
prayers of “me and Mint and Tilda
and Jed and mother” availed? Who
knows ?
The leaden-hued clouds that hung so
heavily on the hearts of the proud
Major and his gentle wife were lifted,
and let in the blessedest ray ot sun-
light that ever shone through the
stained-glass windows of the costly
home. The crisis was past. The
heart of Major Winslow went out to
the sturdy son of Adam Collins, whose
brown hand he shook reverently, men-
tally making note of the best bicycle
in the city that should be forwarded to
Benjamin Coliins that very week.
Bue far sweeter than touch of aris-
tocratic hands was the kiss imprinted
by the lady mother’s lips on the fore-
head of the lad who had broken the
dread fever’s spell.
And Mike's loveliest lily blossom
gent up its perfume and bloomed its
sweetest on the altar of Christ church
as the boy's gift to Him who had
called back from death to life the
sunny-haired laddie of the house of
Winslow, thatsweet Easter morning.—
Worthington Magazine.
What a Horse Can Do.
A horse will travel 400 yards in four
and one-half minutes at a walk, 400
yards in two minutes at a trot, 400
yards in one minute at a gallop. The
usual work of a horse is taken at 22,-500
pounds, raised one foot per minute for
eight hours per day. A horse will carry
250 pounds twenty-five miles per day of
eight hours. = An average draft horse
will draw 1,600 pounds twenty-three
miles per day, weight of wagon included.
The average weight of a horse is 1,000
pounds, and his strength is equal to that
of five men. The greatest amount a
horse can pull in a horizontal line is
900 pounds, but he can only do this
momentarily ; in continued exertion
probably half of this is the limit. He
attains his growth in five years; will
live twenty-five, average sixteen years.
A horse will live twenty-five days on
water without solid food, seventeen
days without eating or drinking. but
only five days on solid food without
drinking. —Indiana Farmer.
Moving on to Chicago.
Colonel Marshall McDonald, United
States Fish Commissioner, started for
Chicago last week, and will remain un-
til the installation of the fish is complet-
ed. The Colonel says the aquaria in
the fisheries building will ‘surpass any-
thing of the kind ever exhibited. The
Government board of control of the
World’s Columbian Exposition to-day
moved to Chicago. It will be located
in the Government building in Jackson
Park.
The Paschal Moon.
Spring Begins and Easter Soon to Come.
Tha paschal is the Easter moon.
Easter falls ‘on the first Sunday after the
first full moon after the 21st of March.
Easter may, accordingly, come as early
as March 22 or as late as April 25.
This year the paschal moon will be full
Hulda bave been so forgetful as to
leave the door ajar; of what was she |
Though there had never béen a posi-
thicking ? No one wanted sunlight
on April 1, and Easter Sunday will fall
upon April 2. ;
Easter is from Oster-mohah,” month
of the Ost-end winds.
How Fares the Fair.
Progress of Preparations at the Chicajo Ex-
position Grounds.—Manitoba Has xm Im
posing Building —Colerado Will Make an In
teresting Display of Her Agriculturil and
Mineral Resources—The Colorado Builling.
Manitoba isjust outside of the United
tes, and her building at the Chicago
Vorld’s fuir is just outside of the 2xpos-
ition grounds, but the goincidence is ac-
cidental. The original ides was ofcourse
for Canada’s entire special exhibit to be
in one building outside the grounds, but
the space was limited. The Dominion
erected a small building, which isa ho-
tel and club house rather than anything
else, and Manitoba, decided that her
close eommercial relations with Chicago
called for something special and exten-
sive.
She therefore secured a conspicuous
site just outside the grounds on Stony
Island avenue, between Fifty seventh
and Fifty-ninth streets. It is near the
the main entrance to the fair grounds
and adjoins the great Sunday School
building, which is to be under the su-
pervision of Evangelist Dwight L.
Moody. On this site Manitoba is com.
pleting a structure four stories in height
and 90 by 40 feet in dimensions, with a
square tower in the center. It is an ex-
hibition hall and hotel combined, with
capacity to entertain at least 500 people,
and exhibition room for many specimens
of everything produced in the province.
Of Manitoba it is sufficient to say that it
consists of one vast valley, 20,000 square
miles, of the most fertile land in the
world, and an immense area of pasture
and wild lands traversed by two great
lines ‘of railway, and contains 175,000
people.
Among these are some 10,000 Ice-
landers, people of very high character
and general intelligence, a flourishing
colony of Mennonites, a few people of
French descent, a few thousand of mixed
Scotch and Indians anda few hundred
pure Indians, but the great majority is
made up of native Canadians and En-
glishmen. Wheat and other small
grains, grasses native and cultivated,
flsh, furs and game will be the chief ar-
ticle exhibited. But the Winnipeg
Historical society will have a ftne dis-
play of relics. Hon. James A. Smart,
Manitoba’s commissioner for the fair is
a young man of great energy, and hav.
ing held the office of commissioner of
public works for the province he is
thoroughly informed and enthusiastic in
regard to its possibilities.
Another exhibit which will be a
pleasing novelty will be that of Colora-
do’s agriculture. The state is a little
piqued by becoming so generally regard-
ed as a mining region only and 1s mak-
ing great efforts to prove that it is a
great agricultural state. Its grangers
will display their products under a
pavilion 80 feet wide aod 23 feet high,
every foot of its interior surface covered
with grain. The columns will be wrap-
ped with cereals in the straw, the arches
will be covered with grasses, and the
frieze will be composed ot a series ot pic-
tures wrought in colored grains. On
one table a pyramid of glass boxes will
show the comparative amount of grain
grown each year since 1874.
There wili be 400 varities of wheat.
125 of native grasses, 100 of oats and 85
each of barley and rye. There wili be
timothy heads 10 inches long, bunches
of clover 2 feet high and many other
surprising growths rendered possible by
irrigation. Of the grazing and dairy
products—the wool, hides and horns —it
is needless to speak, the fame of the
state 1n those lines being well esiablish-
ed. Beside some real fruits there will be
600 facsimiles of fruit done in wax. In
the Mining building Colorado has the
largest space next lo Pennsylvania, and
it will be well fitted with specimens of
her wonderful variety of minerals.
This section of the Mining building
will be of greatest interest, asitis at
the junction of the two main aisles, and
facing Colorado is the elaborate silver
display of Mexico. Colorado’s space
will be faced with a marble balustrade
of her own production. On each side of
the entrance will rise two beautifully
polished granite columus. The main
shafts will be of Gunnison red granite,
the capitals of red sandstone, carved
after the Corinthian style. At the base
will rest large lumps of rich ore.
Twenty-six flat cases will rest on the
marble balustrade, and these will be fill-
ed with small specimens of ores. There
will be 11 columns within the inclosure
euch of a variety of mineral, such as
hone stone, onyx, alabaster, sandstone,
granite. In the center a tall column of
granite, with an alabaster cap, will
dominate the entire display. At its
base will be four large cases, filled with
pure gold specimens from Summit
county, valued at $150,000. This dis-
play will contain the famous crystalliz-
ed gold specimens.
This is however, but a bare outline of
the briiliancy of this state’s display.
Every known combination of silver with
other substances will be shown ; all the
dazzling varieties of sulphurets, carbo-
nates and oxides ; the horn silver, ruby
silver, peacock ore and many others in
red, blue, green and gold. There will
also be specimens of coal, iron and other
minerals, many kinds of clay, oils and
other rock products.
The Colorado building proper will be
a sort of clubbouse for Colorado visitors.
It has attractive reception and reading
rooms, and in point of appearance is one
of the “most pleasing edifices’ on the
grounds. It is in the style of the
Spanish renaissance and has a roof of un-
glazed red Spanish tiles. It is two
stories high, with hanging balconies at
both sides and a grand balcony in front.
Its dimensions are 125 by 65 feet, and
when completed, the buildiag will cost
about $30,000: en
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Steady Gains Are Best.
The experience of the man who re-
cently sold his interest in & large man-
ufacturing concern near Boston for over
$500,000, a large part, if not the whole,
of which he invested in Western lands
and Novia Scotia gold mines, and who
a fow days later found himself so much
impoverished by his transactions that he
was unable to meet a note for $702, and
had to go to jail, should be a warning
to other men who are not satisfied with
the constant and legitimate profits of a
‘good New England business; but who
wish to wake up Goulds or 'Vanderbilts'
after the sleep of a singlenight.
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Lope de Vega was twice married
and both times happily.
The World of Women.
How does a woman love? Once and no more,
Though lite forever its oss deplore,
Deep in sorrow, or waut, or sia.
One king reigneth her hears within;
“ne alone, by night and day,
Moves her spirit to curse or pray ;
O. e voice only can eall her soul
Back from tne grasp-of death’s control ;
‘Though loves beset her and friends deride,
Yea, when she ~miletn another man's bride,
Still for her master her life makes moan,
Ounce is forever, aad nace alone.
How does aman love 2 Once for all,
The sweetests voices of life may call,
Sorrow daunt him or death dismay,
Joy's red roses bedeck hisx wa,
Fortune smile or jest or fr wn,
The cruel thumb of the world turn down,
Loss betray Lim or gain aelight,
Through storm and sunshine by day or night
Wandering, toiling, asleep, orawake,
Though souls may madden or frail hearts
break ;
Better than wife, or child, or pel’,
Once and forever he loves himself.
+ Every shade of gray is fashionable.
One of the “sweetest” things out in
souvenir spoons is the tiny one with a
goldan rod bandle. Golden rod is as-
sumed to be the national flower.
Long fringes hanging from a belt
more or less wide and called chate-
laines are worn, the fringe reaching to
the knee-line 1n some very elegant gar-
nitures.
A lovely morning gown for a bride
is of hzlitrope cashmere with short zou-
ave jacket of white guipure lace. It is
confined at the waist with white velvet
ribbons: For a simpler gown a striped
pink and gray French flannel with
pink and gray ribbon is pretty.
Poke bonnets have had their size
somewhat curtailed and are consequent-
ly less hideous than when they first
came on the scene. Thcugh violets are
not the must becoming flowers to wear,
the violet trimmed hats are certainly
charming, especially those having tiny
buttonhole-sized bunches under the
brim. ‘
Mrs. Anna Potter, who aspires to be
the Mavor of Kansas City, is an aggres-
give, self-assertive, independent reform-
er, who has an idea that a city should
be run in the interest of the people
instead of the politicians, aud she is a
full two hundred pound weight of
earnest femininity that wear glasses and
thinks for itself.
From every where comes the cry of
woe from those of moderate income that
last seasons frocks are practically useless
on account of the present ample dimen-
sions of the skirts. Not for years has
there been such a general renovation of
the wardrobe needed for those who
would be in the fashion. Added panels
and fronts are very obvious make-hifts,
and there really seems nothing for it but
to buy new gowns out and out.
In the large hais a porcupine Leg-
horn was one of the prize beauties.
This peculiar straw is obtained by deft-
ly picking from the weaving thread af-
ter thread ot the fine meshes until a
rough, needle-like over surface is ob-
tained. On the side it was caught up
with a double roll and ornamented with
spreading moss green velvet bows, yel-
low ostrich tips and gold net wings.
The desire to broaden the shoulders
is now intense. On some of the Spring
gowns epaulettes fall to the elbow and
these are covered with ruffles. No one
cou!d put her hand to her heart and
aver thatthe effectis pleasing. Much
prettier are the devices of lace, which
are bewildering in thejr variety with
their knots of ribbon, butterfly bows,
which every woman can arrange for her
own shoulders as cleverly as she can get
them readv made,
In jackets the great thing seems to be
to have the shoulder cape, it not the
sleeves of & contrasting material or color
and on this choice depends your reputa-
tion for good taste, = When in doubt
take tan or chumpagne color, which is
lighter and very striking and make the
cape of black satin or green velvet.
Even a plain black jacket is dignified
with stylish distinction when surmount-
ed with pagoda frill of black satin, fine
and lustrous.
The head mistress of the high school
for girls in Birmingham, Eogland, sug-
gested that parents who are anxious as
to the career and future of their daugh-
ters should train them to be teachers of
cookery. She finds from the Liverpool
Cookery School that there is a constant
demand for qualified teachers, and that
more applications were received than
could he satisfied. The renumeration
varies from $7.50 to $15 a week—excel-
lent wages for England.
The new bodices are usually round at
the waist, though sometimes they are
slightly pointed at the front and back.
They ae finished with a belt of narrow
fold and high, full sleeves of various
kinds. A great many of the new bod-
ices will be made with jacket effect this
Spring as they have been during the
Winter. - Fall fronts of crepe are again
used on silk dresses, but wool dresses
have a front of some of the various
French novelty goods, wherein a black
or dark pile of silk partially covers a
gay ground, which is also heightened
by tinsel.
Mme Christine Nilsson has given $5,-
000 towards’ founding a hospital in
France, especially intended for the cure
of diseases of the throat. Such. munifi-
cence on the part of the famous singer
is the result of an early vow. Mme.
Nilsson whose parents were very poor,
had often to shiver under the cold blasts
of wintery Sweden. “When she was
aboiit 7 years of age she was attacked
with croup, and had to be conveyed to
a small hospital at Chrisna. Such at.
tention was paid to her that she was
able to escape the danger which at one
time threatened ‘her. Hence the vow
and its fulfillment...
Black satin ribbon as well as folds of
black satin is used to trim the new
skirts. Some of these are trimmed with
graduated folds, ranging in width from
three to four inches up to a narrow half.
inch width; and separated with wide
spaces, 80 that seven. or eight rows ex-
tend from the edge of the skirt to with-
in'hine inches of the belt. ' Still other:
straet dresses are trimmed with clusters
of folds in several groups seperated. by
wide spaces, The group on the bottom
of the dress contains séven folds, each
about two inches wide; the next group:
just below: the knee; has five folds: of: &:
little narrower width ; ( and the group:
between the waist and the knee has but
three folds, not over an inch wide.