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UNDERTAKER, ' And Manufardtirpr it Dealer in ; HOME AND CITY WADE j FURNITURE! ! PAftLSil AND CHAtm SUITS, ; LOUNGES, BEDSTEADS, rFAHL,13ft, CHAiH, i jVTattresses &c, j lGo.i ELEVKNTH AVENUE, ALTO OX A, I'EXN'A. tt:itiz ers f.f Cambria County and all nthpri wi-liitie to purrrasp lidnest FUP.XI TL'HK. A-c. at tionet prices are resreotfully invltfd to eive us a call before bnvlne fife where. Bf we are confident tl at we can meet ever want and please evtrv taste. Pri"rs the" very lowest. 4 16 'SO-tf.l PATENTS Obtained and all TATENT HT'SINENS at tended to for MODEKATK FEES. Our rff.ee Is orrosite the I'. S. Tatent f)ffice and we can obtain patent in lest time than tboe remote from WASHINf :TN". Send MODEL OR DRAWING. We ad vise as to patentability free'of charge and we make NO CIIAKllE UNLESS PATEFT IS bFJ I'HED. We referp, here, to tbe rosd master, the Sunt, of Money Order Div . and tc. the offi cials of the U. S. Patent f)ffi'-e. For circu lars, advice, terms and references to aetnal clients in your own Stare write to C. A. 8XOW cL fO., Opp. Pnlrnt Oflice M ahlnitn, I. C. ari irr; V NEwUAI.Lfc.L I.V Tcre, Tcncli, Wcrlniiaiislilp & CnraMlitj. -Il.J.1A9t KIABli St. C I'.tyi. a'4and . Weet Ualtlmoro Btret itiiuora, N. . IIS Flf:h Arcnuc, Ncvr York. ffi l T ffl w a a L - - P3 T '...,-,,'. :,! i le. n ith ealeulatiop. P mnn-M-r j., hi. j I ::.ri-:i.-s t.'t'ee'i a . . i in - " ' .. u- t 4;l irie.!. '.. wl y ' ' .... ,.v u i.ai-1 sturn. ni.-kuv y-.i"- e-r ,., . !...:.. New y..rk aid San F.-nci-- .,,-r. in .rt.irti I. hrWittlOUl P. -H-l I f:v ."'lit l FriiiKlia PuLlishia Co., ao in i .. v. Mcuovit Lin lay.!. 3) 4 lt'4 i i u Ik'? LOST AT THE MILL In the beautiful district of Fannet, on the coat of Donegal, near Ixiuph Sw ill v t he Lake f Shadows lived two poor families, celebrated far and wide as the. best neighbors ever known or heard of. If Martin wanted a hand with his harve-t Donnelly was ready to pive it ami nsk no wapo., and the kindness was returned when the potato ditrgiiiK came on. TI.eir wives also lived in the great est hai ;iK'nv, and they were such close iieiKlilior.- th:it they met continually, for one rnof covered the two houses. This Iiiifr abin, or rather rane of cabin.-, stood on the banks of Mulroy, nu inlet of the Atlantic, so landlocked as to look like a lake. Behind towered pi nntie1 heather-crowned mountains; in front lay the high road leading from the sea to MilforU, the nearest market town, a windinp road, hard And white from lime-tone, now dipping down into a viilh y, now mounting up a sharp hill, and always keeping close to the blue waters of Mulroy, divided from it by a shelving bank festooned with wood bine. Mulroy was studded with many islands islands sacred to the wee" folks ;" Islands in possession of the sea birds; islands where sleepy broad-browed seals basked on warm evenings. Beyond Mulroy rose more mountains, the nearer hills cultivated to their sum mits, the more distant so pale and in distinct that they were like smoke colored phantoms against thp sky. Errigal, a cone-shaped mountain, the last point of Irish earth seen by the emigrants as they sailed to America, and Muekish, the pig's back, were most prominent in the rang. The Martins and Donnelbys did not know that they were looking at one of the loveliest landscapes in the world. They thought Mulroy a wild, desolate place. Sometimes the deep silence of the place was broken by the keening of mourners or the chant of priests," and then the children in the cabins would run out to the road, and look up and down. A long procession wound from the seacoast. and on Its way to yonder burial ground beneath the chapel at the edge of the lake a holy spot, marked by a forest of black wooden crosses. The priest walked f.r-t ; then crime the cofiin, followed by a motley company men in 1 'tig gray stockings, knee breeches and tirogues, mounted on sluigy ponies, ano" women seated behind tliem dressed In Homespun and scarlet headgear. The keenitig woke the mountain echoes, the fairy glen throwing back the Found to the llax mill that stood, gaunt and grim, by the roadside; then the eryi'i'r ai;d "h.-nitii died away and' floi k- ..f c.u !. v. n r i . ! plover circling over head s. .!! a shrill rcouiom. Tw. i . .f i !,.-.! i l.ir.'ii v. t n- wont to fol low ,! pro. --ion To !;;ue Martin mi i Marv ; .j.. . . The-.- were i.'ep-ira Me. tod !ii .: ,)';,, !,.,:.!' t.. so',,,, 1. hand in tin lc 1 '. ' -M.-.pel. playing tou'eth'-r.lierdmg th ,w t.o'ot her on the knotfes. They would follow the procession together as far as thell.ix mill, a mil ' from their own doors, and would stay there to plav. The gossips of the country remarked the tender friendship of the children, and foretold that it would end in luat trimony. The tirt separation of these little friends took place when they were thirteen years old, and Teague was hired by a farmer. Mary moped and fretted when he was gone, wandering sadly to the Has mill, their old play place, and then wande ring back again with her head hanging down. But she found some con solation in knitting his socks, washing his clothes, and carrying the little bundle to him on Saturday at the farm house. Things did not turn out as the neigh bors expected. The friends did not be eomo lovers; they remained devoted friends, but they married strangers. Years went by. The old Martins and Donnellys were "gathered to their fathers," and Mary and her husband, and Tengue and his wife, lived on in the old cabin, "under the roof wi' other,"' and the good neighborhood was the same as ever. Time passed ; they grew middle aged, then old ; the days w hen they had played at the flax mill were very far away One day Mary was taken very 111 so ill that tlie priest was sent for. She received the last rites of the church and then she a.-ked for Tongue. n,- was at a distance gone to Milford with cattle to sell would not return home till late. Mary watched the door as long as her sight lasted. ' Is there no word of Teague?" was her constant question. His name was the last upon her lips. A woeful man was Teague when ho found his old friend gone. He walked beside her husband after the Coffin, and saw her laid lowin the churchyard mould, and then he came back to the cabins, the truest mourner she had. But work had to be done, though his heart was heavy, and the next morning he took his flax to the mill. A he jogged along the limestone road In his cart he was suddenly aware of a figure seated behind him on the bundles of (lax. How had she got there? He thrilled with terror, and it was all he could do to look round and see who was his companion. An old woman? Yes; and her red shawl, the gray hair, the features, the blue eyes, which had never lost their brightness, all reminded him of Mary. He looked closer. It was Mary certainly, and he must conquer his fear anil speak to her for the sake of their lifelong friendship. Must Mary bo a restless wanderer bv cause her old comrade failed her? No a thousand times no! So, with a tremendous effort, he conquered his dread. ' Mary, darlin'. Is it you?" he faltered. "It is, Teague. dear; it is." "An' what is it, Mary, that's keepin you frae your rest '' Sure you hail the priest, an' he gave you the viaticum.'' The voice he knew so well answered In accents that pierced his heart. " There's nae rest forme. I flew up to the gate of heaven, but I wouldna be let in, and I'm flying about the world in the cold an' the rain, or lyin' aback o' thon thorn bush. Think on me, Teague, in the night time when you ones is com fortable by the fin-side, an" pity mo an" help me for the sake of we'er old friendship." "'Help you!" cried the poor man; "sure I d gie rny heart s blood to helpyon but how is it to be done? An' why wad you not be l' t, into heaven, a good iivin' woman like you?"' "I'll tell you. Teague." replied the specter ;" That's what I'm hereto tell you. It's true that I went about my duty regular, an' knelt wi" the congrega tion in the chapel Sunday after Sunday, an' I was respect it for a good Iivin woman, but in all my lifetime I never prayed. My lips would be niovin', but my thoughts would be away. "When I was a young girl I'd be thlnkin' of my pweetheart or my dress or the dance at the fair; when I was a married woman I'd be freftin' about the childer, thlnkin' ane o' them would fall Into the fire oranother would be drowned in the well while I was mit, an' when I was old there was frets an' anxieties still ; but, anyway, in all them years I never praved, no I canna be let In." "Mary, Mary, poor soul! What is it I can do for ye? " "Listen, Teague. (Jo to his reverence. Father Dan, au' pay hLm to offer up twa masses for my sinful soul; but the money " "The money, Mary. It's here," touching his pocket, " aye, if It was twiste as much it'n here. But how will I know that the masses is accepted, an' that ye'll be let into heaven?" The ligure began to fade away, and the voice was fainter. " If I am forgiven, the night after the second mass is said for me I'll come to you in the form of a white bird, an' I'll stand in the window, at the foot of your bed, an' sing you a beautiful hymn be fore I fly away to heaven." The voice died away softly, and, just as they reached the flax mill the figure disappeared. Weary though Teague was that night, he went straight to the priest after supper and told him the strange tale. Father Dan took the money and promised to say the masses, encouraging Teague to hope that all would be well with Mary. Come" back an tell me if she appears to you again," said he. Some days later he had a second visit from Teague. " Well, my good maD,"he began, "did you get any word from that poor soul?" "I did, your reverence I did.." "An' how is it wi' her now?" " Thanks he to your reverence an the Lord, she's got to her rest now ! It was in the night time, an' I was lying on my bed wi' the blessed rosary In my hands, pray in' constant, when I heard the Hutterin' o' wings at the window, an" thon a lieautiful hymn, like ane o' them hymns that is sung In the chapel on Faster Day, was sung, an' so I knowed Mary was going to heaven." ' Did she speak, Teague?" " Feen a word! The hymn sounded fainter an' fainter, till it was like a wee gentle sound o' wind on the Lough, an' I was content in my mind to think that Mary was at her rest." The flax mill on the Mulroy road was the scene of another ghostly appearance. The reader must transport himself in imagination across the ferry opposite tin; mill to the farms lying beneath the hills, from whence there was agood view of Teague and Mary's house, and the wild ramre of mountains behind it. Hose Dillon was the prettiest girl in the whole country, and she had many admirers among the rich farmers any one t)f whom would have pleased her parerts better than, the suitor she chose. James Majilton was a handsome young man. but h was not rich he had only the tlax mill and a poor small farm and three cows. How vexatious it was that Rose should set her afiections upon him, when she could have been mistress of a slated house and 14 cows. Father Dan was entreated to use his influence, and he did say a word or two, rep resenting the worldly advantages .f Mike and Sam, Teddy and John. But it was all to no purpose. Rose blubhed and persisted in clinging to James. "Put yonr commands on her, your rev erence; she willna go against the church," her father said. "No, no; that Is not to be done," re plied the priest. "James is a good loy, he pays his dues regular, an' is diligent at his duty, an' olx'dient to his church. He deserves a good wife. Let Ruse have him." Afterthat opposition ceased, of course, and a day was fixed for the wedding. Plenty of cornet! beefand cabbage, bacon and etrq. tea and whisky were provided ; two tiddlers were engaged ; the neighbors were invited to the feast; and all was going merry as a marriage bell, when James was taken suddenly ill. The priest was sent for, and then a messen ger went across the ferry to summon Rose. Alas! there was no time to say fare well. James was unconscious when Rose reached his bedside. To descri) her wild grief would be impossible. Hanging over the corpse, she let her tears rain upon his placid face, unheed ing the grave reproofs of the women. "Why do you be cryln' that way. Rose Dillon? Sure you know that your la mentin' will keep him frae his rest." They alluded to the belief that the in ordinate grief of survivors troubles the leparted soul, and weighs It down so that it is unable to soar toward hea ven. Wad ye keep the poor fellow flyin' about the world?" asked her grand mother, who had been brought across the ferry to attend the wake. "Sure, sure ye wouldna be that cruel to the poor boy that loved ye true? Lay I wick thon sheet, girl, an' drop nae mair tears over him. I ha' knowed it done." And thon followed a long list of exam ples, the experience of close upon 90 years. The "wake house," as the mill was called, while James lay there holding his last party, wan quite full, and mnn and women listened to Grannie Dillon res pectfully, shaking their heads gravely and uttering many an "Och, hock! and Alaise-a-me !" the while. There was good cheer at this last en tertainment of James's his cousins had sten to that. Tea and bread and butter and whisky were provided In abundance, and there were plates of cut tobacco, bundles of clean pipes, and supplies of snuff for all comers. The visitors went one by one over to the bed, and. turning down the sheet, took a last look at the corpse. James was laid to rest In the chapel graveyard at the edge of Mulroy, and the plover and curlew circled over his head, and the work of the world went on as before. It happened that Rose's father fol lowed her down to the ferry one evening and found her gazing at the flax mill so fixedly that, she did not hear his footsteps. " What Is it you see there, girl?" he asked. " Oh, father, do you no see?" "Naething ava, Rose." " It's James that's standin' yonder on the shore lookin' over at me, an" whiles he lifts his hand an' waves to me. He's there every evenin' an' I still come here to meet him. It's the only tryst we can hold nqrw." She faded away from that time; and altho igh James visited the mill no more, it was believed he was beckoning to her. A year had not passed b'forc the crones, meeting one another, said : " Do you know that I'm Just done hearing? Rose Dillon's got to her rest!" It was true. The chapel bell was knelling for her; she was gone to meet Janms upon the further shore. Quaint Child's Taney. An original doll theory was given ry a four-year-old the other day in answer to her own question : " Do you know what dolls are stuffed Wj"They are stuffed with fairy kings and queens, and their crowns are In the dol lie's head, and that is what makea her fae so pretty." """"" Historian JBancrort a a Teaener. George Pfmcroft, the historian, tiaS With him nt Washington a granddaugh ter, a beautiful girl of twenty, who waa born In Germany, and has lived In that country all her lifo. She has never been In the United States until now, and although her father waa bom in Massachusetts, and lived there until his marriage, the daugh ter can speak but a few words of English. Mr. Bancroft, instead of employ ng a teacher for her, gets up at 7 in the morn ing, takes a cup of coffee and proceeds to giro ber lesson la English, Uiiiselw A PBAIEIE TAOHT. A Crates on a Cay-nee Tb Indian Anoaf Horaes. If the camel Is the "ship of the desert," the cayuse Is the yacht of the prairie. He Is not for a pack buta passenger. He Is at the door and I am ready for the ride. It Is a May morning. The air Is crystal. The forests are fresh. The birds are mirthful. The journey Is in viting. It Is to be a gallop through eastern Washington the newest north west. I make my mount at the door of a friend, a dozen miles south of Spokane Falls. I vault upon the back of a sad dled something. What is it? A cayuse. What is a cayuse? An angel if humored a devil if resisted a blockhead a Machlavelli. I saw hundreds of him. I talked with many men about him. I fed him, and rode him, and studied him, but never could I find him out. His origin is lost In antiquity his repuation in the same. His name is not In our largest diction ary, nor hia pedigree in any standard work I have seen. In descent he may be a degenerate of the English horse, ad the mustang is of th Spanish. He Is the Indian among horsea. Every Indian on the Spokane plateau has hia cayuse, as every Bedouin in the Orient has "his Arab. They are personal friends, and equals in all things. They have a common bod and board and com mon aimsin life. To eat, to drink and to have their own way these are the be-all and end-all of their exist ence. But to bespecific ; my mount is an Iron gray weu-hi, 700 pounds black eyes and banged foretop ears notched into four points strong, stocky. " How far will he carry me 10 a day? I ask. As far as you can ride him," answers the owner. Then comes a volley of facts about neighbors who have ridden cayuses sev enty miles a day, for tea days at a etretch. w "What shall I feed him?" T When you stop, picket bin OXjt among the bunch-grass. . " Does he buck : " Every cayuse bucks." u--es he bite.' Of course he bltos.'V . "Kick?" ; Kkke r '". I have learned notiph to start en although I found my Strongbow (for so I named the cayuse after the first mile) was- somewhat better than Lis reputa tion. Overland. Uttlo Girlhood. While it is true that a largo girl in many respects cannot do as a large boy does, and usually has no desire to, it i equally true (with the exceptions ad mitted to all rules) that a little girl can do almost exactly what a little boy can. and sho usually wants to; and, further, if allowed to, she generally will do it. If mothers will guide ins'ead of thwart this lend ney, it will be vastly to the beneiit of their girls and not at all to tho Injury of their Ik)V3. There would seem to be no good reason why the training and education of girls and of boys should not be essen tially identical up to a certain agJ. Be r.oi in too great a hurry to impose upon your i ttic girl the burden of her sex. Shecomes into the world a little, baPP.r. free human being, caring j.ot whether she Is a boy or girl, no long as her divine rights of food, love and a good time generally are not denied to her. God gives her life : do not you, because sho is a girl, curtail her liberty or forbid her the pursuit of happiness in her own and Nature's way? Things that are "n.ce" for a boy are " nice '" for his sis ter while both a; e little children. Things that are "proper" for a healthy.activegirl are usually jut as proper for a healthy, active boy. It is a mistaken notion that certain, roughnesses, a certain disregard of the proprieties, a certain boisterous liberty, may be allowed to our boys because they are boys, when they ara not per mlssible to ourglrls. Would we have our girls rough and boisterous, then? By no means. And just as little should we have our boys so. But we would have our boys strong, athletic, fond of exercise ; we would let them run and climb, and even shout, if the exuberance of their spirits demauded it all in the proper time and place. We should notdeny theeame privileges to our girls, so far as their strength; allows them to take them. Ken-Rnded Jnatlce. An agexl man appeared before the Cadi at Damascus. He was in much distress. " What can I do for you this morning?"' asked the Cadi. " Hassan, the rich merchant, has done my granddaughter, Fatima. a grievous injury. She was engaged to be married to a young man whom she loved. "She was as lovely as the roses, but nassan spread evil reports about her, and he was to have married her, but has abandond her In consequence of these false reports. She is now broken in health and spirits, and longs for death. Justice, O Cadi! let justice prevail." The Cadi wrote out a capuix, placed in the hands of his deputy, and in a short time Hassan was brought into court. Hassan pleaded guilty. He admitted! that he had spread the injurious reports, and that ho knew they were false. He signed a complete retraction, in which he confessed that he was a liar and a 6landerer. The court took the case under advise ment. Next the decision was rendered. " Hassan, stand up !" said the Cadi. " You have done this unfortunate girl a great Injury. You have robbed her of her good name, which was all she had. The highest punishment for robbery Is the loss of your ears. The executioner will cut off 3-our ears to remind you that you must not cut off the reputation of others." At a given signal the public executioner lopped off both of Hassan's ears. "I'm not done with you yet, Hassan," Bald the Cadi. "Mercy! Mercy !" pleaded the unfor tunate man, " havo I not restored the girl's reputation by my public retrac tion?" "Yes, you have restored her reputa tion after a fashion, and now I propose to restore your ears. The executioner will proceed" to sew on your ears again." And it was done. A Word for Burglars. "W. S. Gilbert, in the London Times, says : " For my part, I could never quite un derstand the prejudice against burglars. An unarrested burglar gives employment to Innumerable telegraph clerks, police, officers, railway officials, and possibly also to surgeons, coroners, undertakers, and monument masons. As soon as he Is in custody, the services of a whole army of solicitors, barristrs. Judges, grand and petty jurymen, reporters, governors of jails, and prison warders are called into requisition. Really, the burglar does more good than harm." Kpltapb for Gentlemaua. To the gentler sex, polite and good, As the strong and manly are, He never sat while a woman stood And clung to the strap of a car. TRUE LOVE PREVAILS. They were going to have a grand festi val In Barclay. It was to be given in the little school behind the church; and the school was, accordingly, the scene of much bustling excitement on the morning of the event ful day. There were a few busy matrons over seeing; but most of the work the ar rangement of the little tables, and the decoration of the room with evergreens and mottoes was done with a will by the young people of the town. The room was gay and noisy. Bright young faces smiled everywhere, pretty dresses iiittud about, and the buzz of animated voices filled the air. Over In a corner, Dolph Gorman and Josie Wheeler were laboring over a motto, which was to convey, in big gilt letters, and an exclamation point, the not highly original sentiment of "Wel come !" " Well, I'm waiting for that C. you slow thing," said Josie, spreading "out the W-E-L and regarding it admiringly, and pushing her hair out of her eyes with a sticky hand. "Isn't It going to look nice?" "Well, it ought to," said Dolph, holding out his aching fingers with an injured air. "This Is the worst job I ever undertook. By the way." he added, looking into Josie's face anxiously; ' Mrs. Thompson is determined to have me at the candystand talks though it was foreordained at creation that I should sacrilieo myself on the Rltar of taffy and sweets and says I can ask somebody to assist me in the noble work. Will you?" Josie smiled, and blushed. " Well," she said, trying not to 6how the utter willingness she flt, " I ex pected to help serve the strawberries and ice-cream, and I've got my cap and apron all ready. All the waitresses are going to wear them, you know." " I w:us just going to ak you to wear a cap and apron," said Dolph unflinch ingly. " They'll cast a glory, and lend an air of distinction to the burnt almonds. You won't refuse?" "Oh. I suppose not!" said Josie with a liglithe-irted laugh. " Seo here, Dolph Gorman, if you don't hurry with that C " " O, Mr. Gorman !" cried an appeal ing voice. And Dolph turned with good-humored haste. A strikingly-pretty and charmlngly dressed young lady, mounted on the top of a hi0-h step-"! alder, had turned in D'dph's direction, with h-r brows in a grieved pucker and her l'ps in a pout. The end of the evergreen wreath which she had been artistically twining about a post dangled above her head. Miss I.aine was not a Bur.-layife. Xo boily could haw mi-t-'ke'i h.-r f, r pv, !. Her st i;-h, delict. dy-sh, I" !. ilove fif ing dre-.-; her 'tie. l-rcpi ... b,-,.. trimmed . nnt ; l.-r dainty :.- watch w such ti no l'.;t !': ho w.- it a ;n bit ions, bad ever p,.- Mi-s I.avine was on a short i' Mr. Gre-iiam, her uncle, and hailed ti e festival joyfully, as a of eulivei iiiLT her not over-t; iv wis eh ; . fir!. ,--ed. toold c had means k. Ulld had won tin- hearts of the B.-it-elny young pj'.j le promptly and completely. She was H e brightest, the airiest, the gayest girl they had ever soon. The young men admired her ent hu-i.i-t ic: lly ; the girls considered her something nioro than human. " O, Mr. Gorman!' cried Miss La viiie. Josie, with her laughing face clouding over, turned to look at her reflectively. She was not a suspicious person, but it did seem to her that Miss Lavine had required Dolph's services an un reasonable number of times that morn ing. Hitherto she had been one of her chief worshippers ; but now she began to look at her in a new light. She began to dislike her extremelv. " Just look. Mr. Gorman!" cried Miss Laving, holding up the end of the ever green wreath appealingly. Two yards of this provoking thing wanting. Mr. Gorman" she clasped her hands tragic ally "save us!" Everybody laughed ; for everybody knew that this was a delicate demand that Dolph should take his horse and buggy, which had already been of gteat service in their preparations, and go down to the woods, a mile distant, for a fresh supply of evergreens. " Only too happy. Miss Lavine," Dolph responded, dropping his shears and paste-board, and rising with accommo dating promptness. ' See here, Josie," he added In an undertone, "I'll bring the buggy round here for you. It's lonesome, you know, going by yourself eh?" ".All "right," said Josie gayly. " Don't you think," said Nellie Storey, a little blonde of fifteen and a half, steal ing up to Josie when Dolph had de parted, "I'm horrid to eay it. but don't vou think that Miss Lavino Is well a little bit affected?" Josie glanced in Miss Lavlne's direc tion. She was descending a step-ladder daintily, with Charley Ransom's eager assistance. Charley Ransom had been "going with" Nellie Storey of late. " Yes. I do," said Josie, with the quick sympathy of a fellow-sufferer. "Dread fully affected so there!" "And conceited?" said Nellie. Miss Lavine was strolling towards a window with Charley Ransom at her side. Awfully conceited !" said Josie. " And officious?" said Nellie. They wero leaning out of the window, necessarily close together. "Horridly officious!" was the ener getic response. And Nellie ookni comforted. Fifteen minutes later, Dolph's buggy came rattling up to the door. Josie could hardly have told how it happened ; but just as she started hastily towards the corner where her bat was hanging, she, heard a delighted exclama from Miss Lavine "O. Mr. Gorman!" saw a slender, light-brown figuro whisking through the door, and, follow ing wonderingly, saw Miss Lavine, flushed and laughing, waving a grace ful adieu from her place at Dolph's side, saw the buggy flying brUkly down the road. It was high noon when tho buggy came back. The preparations In the school wero nearly complete. The, saucers and spoons, bori wed far and wide for the occasion, stood -ady ina corner; the floor had been vept Clean ; Josie had finished her "Wide, ne," and was overseeing Charley Rai -orn, who was tacking it up, Nellie S orey having refused to have anything to say to him. Miss Lavine sank on to a chair, and was immediately surrounded. Dolph threw his armful of evergreens on to the floor, and hurried to Josie's side. " Well," he began breathlessly, with his hand on her arm, " I hope you didn't think " The arm was pulled sharply from his grasp ; the owner of the arm averted her eyes. " I hope you didn't think I asked her i toe": I'olph went on earnestly. ' The Ij is a little crooked, Charley," was .1 Okie's sole response. "Of course I hadn't liny idea of taking her," said Dolph, beginning to look alarmed. "But when she came right out and got in. what could I do? I " " Tlie M ought to go a little higher," said Josie calmly. "Look here!' aid Dolph desperately, "thla is ridiculous, you know; it's un reasonable; it's " " I think, Charley," said Josie mus ingiy, that the E'ought to be a little lower." There was a pause. ' You're joking, aren't you?" said Dolph anxiously. You aren't mad? You'll help me sell candy to-night, won't you?'" he added dubiously. "How do you dan to" ask me?" cried Josie, blading round ut him suddenly. " No. I won't ! Ask Miss Lavine !" "All right," said Dolph quietly. And the next moment, Joaie. standing with heated face and flashing even, heard Miss Lavine's Soft voice crving gayly: "Help you at tho candy-stand? Dear me, yes! How perfectly jolly, Mr. Gorman !" At eight o'clock that evening the school was transformed. Tho girls were at their prettiest, in their white ru filed caps, and lace-bordered aprons. Josie W heeler, among the rest, looked as sweet and fresh as a flower, as she flitted about among the tables, already filling rapid. ly with. trays of crimson ber ries and pink, and bfown, and yellow tinted cream. Dolph Gorman watched her wistfully from behind his candy-stand. Miss Lavine was at his side. In a lovely co.-tume of pale and dark blue. She was particularly bright and fas cinating. Everybody was. maclenlly drawn to her corner; she had already sold an immense amount. Josie. in spite of her iipparer.t absorp tion, had watched it all with increas ing misery. She had seen the charming blue dress with a jealous pang; she had kejit a mental record of the number of remarks Dolph had addressed to ids pretty com panion; shn had noted her tmiling re sponses bit terly. "I don't know, really." said Ncl'ie Storey, depositing Mr. Riekett's straw berries before him. and addressing J,.-i.. over his head. "I don't kmvvwha' peip see in that girl." t'lsai l, llan-otu bid been hanging about t ic cite !y--l and. i " Why, erybo, ra.y owr In r. Just look at old Mr L ine buviie' eh' - late-drops ! And Squire Simp-on !uht j a candy dog and w hi-t ic I saw ,iai ! 1 j don't know as I outfit to s,iv it. .l..-ie. I but don't you think that blue thing i f I hers is a !' lie loud '" 1 " Pel f-ctlv horrid !" said .T."ie. 'Tor- i feet;. Did ymi say vanilla, Dr. poll? 1 et :' 1 1 v ilis. ii -ting !'' Tin fi-jeet d' their r-Tonrk w.isj-.t ti "t moment, making her vav toward- lie 1 jio-t. with Dolph Gormp.n in clo-e attendance. Tlie , "!!, 'oil wreath, over which thev had ail labor." I fttit! ' .lly. and winch .she had tacked tip with h'T own ban. that murnitig, had started to com.- lio'.vi. One htr.-'e f tid hung despor.dentlv; and die lec'l'-s I il.'c, at dropp-'d Blur. h-l's hem h. 1 di-ht ! it? i: It!- green of gt.-und ''' . had R.v. Mr. bcins-. ju-t .. 1 feather .vera! I. down on to bilk hat. his bit i-i the tab: M -s lavine's bright fa, -e was full of i comic di.-tros-. , " What shall we do, Mr. Gorman?" sh j whimpered. "Look at Mr. BIuudel's 1 hat! Dear me!" A score of admiring youths who had j gathered round Iter o'e'-red t heir service-, eagerly, but Dolph swept t!i"tn aside. Where's tho t-Up -ladder: ' h- de manded. The step-ladder was found somewhere j behind the screen; hammer and tacks were unearthed from some corner, und Dolph went to work. , And th'-n somebody joggled the step, j ladder, w hich was shaky ; t here were two or three frightened cli. s fiotu those wlio ; saw it, and a i ra.-h. Jo-ie dropped Dr. Pell's str.i v. lo rries ; into his lap. pressed a trembling hand j against her thumping heart, and ru-he t ( across the room, followed by the doctor himself, in happy unconsciou-ness of the I 6t r:iw t erry -fctawi on his shirt-iront. I There in the midst of a dismayed j gathering, lay Dolph. quite unconscious. ! One hand still clutched the hammer; the I Other was cruelly bent under him. j A confused period followed. j Everybody crowded round and uttered Ftartletl exclamations. , Several people, each unaware that any body else had thought of it, ru-he l j for "water, and doused the quiet face with it. I Dr. Pell stamped about angrily, in ineffectual attempts to disperse the j gathering for increase of air, and to stop ; the flood f water. j Poor Jo-ie leaned against the post, ; white Hiid motionless, as utterly wretched j a little Wing, probably, as at that moment existed. "There. Ive fetched him!" cried Charley Ransom, triumphantly flinging the last drop of water from an ice-cream dipper. Josio gave a little scream of Joy; for Dolph had opened his eyes, painfully, and was trying to sit up, was trying, weakly, to wipe the water from his face , was actually on his feet! Dr. Fell lifted the arm which had lain under him. Everybody shuddered; some of the girls "grew faint for it bent midwway between the wrist and elbow. "Broken," said thedoctor briefly. "Get your hat. young man. My buggy - at the door. I'll give you a lift home.' Perhaps it was tmly that Josie was nearest at hand perhaps it was f.u reasons of his own that the young 'iri'i seized her arm for support, and valko.l to the door leaning heavily upon it. the lookers-on immediately clearing a path for them. " Well," he observed, with n smile and a twinge of pain mingling queerly in his white face, " I wa.-u t sure you d speak to me '" Oh, Dolph !" said Josie tearfully. ' As for Miss Lavino, ' said Dolph. simply " -he's a jolly girl : but. for tne. I greatly prefer ah! somebody ei-e," said Dolph. looking steadily into his companions face, which had grown rather red. When losie turned back presently the doelor s buggy having rattled away the look of distress in her eyes had given way to one of perfect contentment. " I d ,'m't know, after all." Nellie. Storey remarked later in the evening, ' us Miss Lavine is so bad." Charley Ran-iuu had engaged Nellie's Company home. " She:s ju-t as nice as she can be, and live!' said Josie warmly. A niatorio Bo k. The book on tvhich nil the tings of England, from Henry I to Edward VI. took the corona iou oath, id lit piiVute library In Eng. and. It is a manuscript of tho four evan gelists, written on vellum. The original binding. In a perfect state of preservation, consists of two oaken boards, an inch thick, fastcuoi together with a thoug of leather. Tho Word MaTcriek." The Houston Age adopts without com ment the fable that the word "mav erick," applied to cattle. triginated as follows : " In the early days Mr. Samuel Mav erick, a wealthy San Antonian, had a large stock of cattle and did not have them lookd after and marked and branded very closely, and it got to be the case that all the unmarked attio on the range were called mavericks." This is fiction. The word was in use a hundred years ago in Louisiana, as appears by the history f Judge Martin. (4ialve6ton (Texa) New. MRS. TIMELrTHORFE'3 SCHEMS. The Way She Oot Two Ootlnfraln One Iay. Timothy Tirr.biet horpe awoke the other morning wi h a determination to be un usually c od-i-atur"d. He had been very ill-tor--jri 1 the day Wfore. and was resolved to make amends for his violent li 'tnoti-t rations. His wife, however, did not respond to his cheerful good mon.ine," but lay apparently as dead athe proverbial log. Even the rise and fall of th bed cover ing above her gent' tosom was not perceptible, and a sudden su-p!oion that her spirit had taken t ight, where the hu-ba td cases from troubling and the teary are at rest crossed his mind. W"ith this feeling upon him he rushed towards the matrimonial couch only to diseov r that two pillows had ben placed lengthwise in the led, so as to resemble tlie human ligure. and on one of them was pinned a iiote directed in Mrs. Timble; herpes handwriting. He opened it and read : " Timothy I have pone off with a man ; when I return is immaterial to you. Tiipa." Timothy dropped Into an attitude sug gestive of Sardanapalus after his down fall. Could it be possible that Tilda had deserted the children, whose cheery voices we e borne upward to his ears from the hammock in the garden? She might have left him. but how could these cherubs get alone without a mother's care? Then ho thought of what all his intimate frien !s would say, if she had really eloped, and he knew that Brown, who never had a kind word for his cwa wif, would say he was a bmt'V. Mechank ally he dressed himself, and as he looked iiito tbe closets and ward robes in a somewhat dazed manner he could not discover that she had uiade verv esten&ive preparations for her flight. He finally descended to the breakfast room ; where his offsprings were already assembled around tlie table, and said, with an assumption of indifference: " Where is your mother?" Oh, she's "gone out to ride with Uncle Bill," piped up a little voice. Just then a noise of carriage wheels was he-ird at the gat , and Mrs. TimLle thorpe with a bunch of field fl.ii-ies in her bosom, presently took her place be fore the smuking urn. Wi ii the meal was concluded, Tim-' othy asked, as he lighted his cigar with Mrs. Timblethorpe's missive: " Did ou have a pleasant ride?" " Very." said his wife, as sweetly as if a cloud had never drifted across their domestic heaven. " By the way," he continued, as he Btood with l is hard on 1hooor knob, " it's a tine day, an t I pu- we had bet ter take tho chi.dren hwn to the beach. The barouche will W here at two o'clock." This is how two outir.gs in prevented his hr Mrs. Timhlethorpe got one day, and Timothy th'-r-in la w lroi.i geitiLg the better of him. Boston Budget. I! us i lie 4. Not long ago a young Boston grocer went out into a northern Mas-aehu- tts city to establish a grocery on a large and liberal -eaie. He rente I a big store, filled it up with electric light, put an irmef! ami glittering eoffee ii.il i in '.!. front w ;i. law, fillet up his store with ';.-w go"d, stacked up i-i !!,.'': i..u-!y c !.-'ti', t" l pyramid ::nl t:." iiio. ptcl : 1 pat ro!.a'i with doui l.; column, udveilise-xnei-ts iu tho daily papers. The trado started In briskly enough, but he soon discovered that his patrons were somewhat intere-ted in the prices that he sol 1 his goods at. as well as in the imposing surroundings of his bu-iress. There was a rival etaMihmer.t very much like hi own. with electrie lights, big eoff-e mills. g!iter ng pyramids cl baking powders. boxes, etc.. furt ! ! down the street, und purchasers were con tinually cmptiring his prices with the rates in this rival store. One day a maie customer, with an open, 4-ou..ding face, came in and re marked : "What do you sell the best Haxall flour for?" " Five dollars and a half a barrel." " But tlie other store down the street sells it for $ V " Best Haxall, is it?" " Oh, yes." " Well"." said the new grocer, they don't sell this kind of flour for $5. Did you notiocliow many X's there were on the b rrels dow n at the other store?" " There were three, sir." " Well, I'll sell you this flour for $5 and it has four X's on the barrel ! Do vou see ! They can't begin to do that for you !" The open-faced man went out and travelled riht over to the other store. " That man in tb new store." said he, ' offers to sell me the Wst Haxall flour, with four X's on the barrel, for $r. and your flour hasn't got but three X's." The grocer scratched his head. i tua you notice t;:esi7e (i tne a son his barrels?" he finally asked. "Y'es," said the customer. "They were about three inches long." " Ah, that makes the difference, don't you see. Ths X's on my barrels are six inches long. Just look at them !" The customer was convince! and order.-tl a barrel deli vered nt once. The grocer from Boston is Wginningto get an ide of the sort of comp't ition he has to fight. Boston Evening Recoid. Where to Hear the Iiet Speech. The Wst Fr-nch is always spoken In Taris, where there is an inimitable ac cent which makes law. The best English is certainly spoken In Dublin. Tl e best German is spok'-n in Vienna, although I always liked the Drc-Jen articulation. In Florence they speak th bet Italian, but the Romans pronounce it better. I never heard more musical Frgli'h than from the lips of educated New Yofk' ladies, and there is a peculiar charm in the old French spkeri by the pretty WOtuCUOt yuclnjc. ( Moutlcal GazettO. Romance in St. lxxil. rierrel'irria and Angelique d Bonton have ' eon married in St.. Iuts. Tho we Ming wis one f the nio-t rem ntia tha Ins e- e; taken 1 lace in 1 ha t . l! v. Pierre I .it a was Ii rn in S i ia i lv, in !Sle; emigrated to France a v years later, and to thU com.try at th m- pien. ement of the war. throughout whic-i he serve 1 on the I'nion t-. at piesc:it receiving a pension. I-r wounds received in serv.ee. Before coming to America tie lo-t his first wile, whom be had married in Fiance. At tip-el so of the w-tr. a! rend - verg ln i n oi l age he settled ii, I nu W' same block w ere ,' e n..w iif Soot; after met the Widow 1 who ni-o came trom 1 nun, ui. '. matured charms of half r. liou; i-tmi' ii capL.va'od .'; .-'... afTeitions oi tn.' fid soiicr. ' iii.-.i iite.v begau a cur '. n o 1 . .n. . .- irv a i-nt. has and - s " M :ov S .I ; ra- , .a- a list Wen i ruwnoJ .: - th widow. The oi l la lv's maiden Angeiique p. ct! iIo.a.id ; h-BiT.t-:ii, l'rapc .-m:gr..;; fount rv w;t:i her l.rst hu d . .ma i " the w a.el . 'li:e o d coup'e were very .:"" tive, ia their i.i;ection. Mm1'- i'!:; Mi-ting that "it wc i-c.Ui t" "?."ie u...n U- ii.1 r:.L
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