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OUR BABY'S JOURNEY.
Our haby has tukeu a journey to-nitiit
To auiyslic land up yonder.
Vl:ui-.e inooiillt valleys are liidtU n uuite
lly the dreamy clouds ol uvonder.
And how did he po? and pray, is It Tar?
liid hn travel alone, the wee rlf y
Ah: yes: but 1 noted cuch turn iu the way
5So well, that perhaps it s not boatim? to say
I mifLt take the same jourm y inyx-lf.
Tt way is not far; hut ho started at uusk.
When the twilight stars wi re peeping
Most i.uiidty through their euriain ol t.lue.
Hi hind which they lay nil day .sleeiiiiitr.
Then tar. far way, Yros the plains ol day,
Cumc the Faua-man, so siU nt ,.nd l..rie.
And to baby 's surprise. bo:h hi ; bite shininc eyes
Were soon tilled with the dust he had sow it.
Y;-t he tarried awhile, by Hie jh-. k-n-!ai stile.
Tt.f r.'a spray from the "Urowy fountain"
S i i:ied to ditu the lii;!it in his eyes so bi ilit;
l In n a shallow from i ivud nitrht inoiinlaiit
Keil owt ti:e loy; then on, rl tim.
Suii rined, I sit silent and wmuh r.
'Neath thestarlit arches ot by-low -by;
II eahiily e;l;dcs wiihom murmur or cry,
K'ht into the laud up yonder.
Hut I trust
In the n:oru, o'er tlie sun kl.si-d
strand.
Our loved babe
land.
w ill return from the slumber-
- Mrs. Mary Felton, In tiood Ilousekeepiut,'
I XCLK (JKOIM.rs VISIT.
Tbe "Relative" Whom All Dolight
od to Honor.
You would liavo thotii'lit lio vvus the
prince of Vah-s, or at least a lord or a
!ul;e. l;y tlie way they troateil him.
Uut lie wasn't. There was nothing
liliie-llioded or princely ab.mt him.
lie was oniy plain tienrere Lewis, 21
rouh, hanleiied old miner, who had
te-one to t lie Illaek II ill& when he wa u
Ikiv, and by lonjf years of toil hud
amasseil a fortune.
And now he had come east to enji iy
md visit with tiis fastiionab'.e but by no
means wealthy relations.
"Mr. I.e.slie," that gentleman's wife
announced one eveniny at the dinner
tabic, "my unele (Seorpe, whnm 1 have
never seen, is miii' to visit us within
a few weeks, anil he says he may stay
a month or two. ami may conclude to
make his home witli us if "
"Make his home with us? ' snorted
Mr. Leslie, putting- down his cup of
coffee witli a vicious jerk. "Well, I
yuess not. I don't object to yonr poor
relations coming here once in awhile
for a few da3's, but as for one epwrtor
inf himself with Us for the rest of his
natural lifetime it's too much. Haven't
1 told you"
"If it's aureeable." went on Mrs.
Leslio, calmly resuming fit the point
where she had been, interrupted by her
irate spouse, as though nothing- had
happened.
.nJ he says that he has made a
larg-e fortune and thinks, as lie is over
.sixty years of age and in rather por
health, he wants to en joy a few years
of rest liefore he dies."
No stae transformation scene was
ever half so wonderful as the change
that took place on the chubby face of
Mr. Leslie. 1 1 is gray side-w hiskers
fairly bristled with new-found joy.
Uut he tried hard to conceal his
change of sentiment. That was diplom- 1
acy. And one of Mr. Leslie's fondest
delusions was that lie was a second
MaehiaYclIi.
"Well. I guess we can find room for
him. How would it do to put him in
the front room upstairs? Don't you
think it ought to be repapered, Mrs.
Leslie?" said the husband. ,
And, of course, Mrs. Leslie, who had I
been asking for such an improvement
for some weeks eagerly assented and
thanked her stars for more than one
reason that her uncle was coming.
"Won't it lie splendid to have, him
here?" said Mis Florence Lesli., a
rather tall, stately young woman,
whose ideas ran much to society.
"Maybe now I'll get that pair of dia
mond earrings 1 have Wen .waiting for
so long."
"lie may be such a horrid old guy we
shall all le ashamed of him," suggest
ed slangy Miss Ilessie, a 3"ear younovr
than her sister Florence. "Fancy him
sitting on our veranda with a big slonch
hat and his trousers tucked into his
boots when the lie t.oodleys drive by.
How they will laugh at us'."
"I)o you think Uncle tieorge would
buy me a pair 0 pouies, mamma?"
queried young Robert, who, though but
nine years of age, apjieared keenly
alive to the situation.
Unele tieorge came. lie was a very
modest, unassuming gentleman, with a
bronzed face and the quiet ways of a
man who has been an exile from so
ciety for years. Ami, strange to tay.
he was rather averse to talking alxut
the family historj-.
"He's a very modest man. Uncle
George is," said Mrs. Leslie, explaining
this peculiarity to a neighlor. "Kut do
you know," she said, in a mysterious
whisper, "he must le very wealthy. 1
know he- must Je getting ready to make
us some splendid present. For I saw
him counting over an enormous roll of
bills the other day, as though he were
studying what to buy."
Mr. leslie, too, was likewise eagerly
expectant. He had really legun to
like Uncle George at least he thought
he did.
And so it went down to the youngest
member of the family. Uncle tieorge,
it must be owned, fared pretty well.
They even gave a prand party in
honor of the newly arrived relation
from the west. All their friends were
invited. The caterers w ere given curte
blanche. It was really a tine affair.
"We wish to spare no pains to make;
my dear uncle feel at home," said Mrs.
Leslie to her friend, Mrs. Gordon, that
night.
"To make him feel at home," echoed
Mr. Leslie. "It is our aim to make his
East days as pleasant as possible you
know he is grtting old for he lias seen
nougli times out in the west, and has
earned a good rest. 1 11 warrant."
The faet is this was a trifle hypocrit
ial on the part of Mr. Leslie. Truth
wa-s he was leginning to get a little
ajixious over the fact that Uncle tieorge
eras not making any lavish expendi
tures of his vast wealth.
In another part of the house that
ljjht there wa another interesting lit
tle scene. It was liehind a huge bank j
of ferns and palms that the vivacious ,
Miss Itessie was explaining to her be- ;
trothed, Frank Jewett, all about the :
new-found relative. ;
You must be very good to him,
Frank," she was saying. "Of course' 1
know he is a horrid-looking old fellow
and he dresses like a scarecrow and he's
as stupid as a stick and all that; but
then he's rich and we all want to keep
on the good fcide of him. If it wasn't (
for that we wouldn't have him iu tlie I
house. j
"llutpapais going to h-t him make I
his home with us, and when lie dies he I
will surely leave us till his money. And
1 wouldn't lje a particle surprised, if we
keep in his good graces, if he would
furnish our house f. r us from cellar to
garret when you and I are married. "'
Was that a faint chuck le that came
frmn the other side of the thick bank of
ferns and palms?
One morning Uncle George failed to
come down to breakfast. This was not
an unusual thing, for Mr. Leslie's avun
cular relative as in the habit of tak
ing long morning strolls, "jest to brace
up iny ap'M-tite a bit,' he would ex
phiiu. lint when he failed to come back to
lunch, to dinner when night arrived
and still no Uncle George Mrs. Leslie
began to lie alarmed
"I. am afraid something has happened
to him," she said to lier liushand. "He
i-: not very well acquainted in tlie citv.
Who knows tint he may have l-en
rob lied and murdered?"
So Mr. Leslie hunted tip the chief of
detectives and reported the mysterious
disappearance. Ho dcscrilted the miss
ing man.
"Was the gentleman's right fore linger
missing up to the middle point? ' asked
the chief.
"Yes," replied Mr. Leslie, wondering
how the chief knew that faet.
"And lie had a sort of innocent, rus
tic, modest airalwuit him?"
"Yes, vis." said the other: "you have
found him. then?"
"No." replied the detective with a
qui.zical Miiile, "but I wish 1 could. Is
this his picture?" he asl. d, minting to
a photograph which he had selected
from a large brown
"The very man!" exclaimed Mr. Les
lie, "lias any thing happened to him?
How did you come by his picture?"
"The gentleman has the distinction
of having his photograph in the rogues'
gallery," was the quiet reply.
"Kognes' gallery! Why, what do you
mean, man?" gasped Mr. Leslie. "He
is my w ile's uncle."
"(.'an you prove that?" queried the
chief.
"Why, yes that is well" stam
mered the now thoroughly astounded
man. New light was thrown on a thou
sand little circumstances of Uncle
George's vis'tanil actions.
"1 tell you." continued the detective,
pityingly; "this man is Louis Ileb
steise, one of the sharpest confidence
men in the country, who makes a busi
ness of this sort of work. He has lieen
missing for some time, and I suppose he
has Wen out west, where he proba
bly met the real Uncle George and
learned nough of .your family story to
play his little game.
"If you s'arch your house you will
probably lind that all your silverware,
jewelry and money are gone, or at least
as much ot them as one man can carry
awav."
The chiefs surmise was correct. The
choice old family plate. Mrs. Leslie's
jewelry and two hundred dollars which
Mr. Leslie had taken in the day before
after hanking hours all were gone;
loss eight hundred dollars.
In their place was a little note pinned
toon-- pillow of the led lately-occupied
by the departed. It read:
Ifnustbei.ff. Have enjoyed iny-e!f hur-ly.
Si.rry I eau't ler.ve you my vast fortune. No,
Bessie, I nm afraid 1 won't C .ri.isU y,.ur 1. n:.-e
from cellar to rim t tills year, if you did try to
tu p on the risxl side of your horrid-looking
! J t'rii le 1 1 -ore.
I", rt. -Uoi-d by.
Host on ;i de.
THE FLOOR WALKER.
. Polite Individual Him llie the ial
lant. The floor walker in a large dry goods
house has come to Ik- regarded as an
iiidisH-usable adjunct to that class f
establishments. He assumes a xisi
tioii near the main entrance of the
j store, an t when a lady, or several
I ladies, enter the emporium he takes
half :i- dozen steps forward, lms
gracefully, smiles and lends an atten
tive ear while a feminine voice ex
claims: "We wish to look at some
dress goods, pleas.'. "Alt, yes. lie re
plies, "this way, if you please. De
lightful morning, isn't it? Air is so
bracing. Mr. l'.rowne, show the
iadi-'S some dress g ods. Trust you
will 1' pleased, ladies. Pray let me
know if there's anything else 1 can do
for you." and then he iht -i hack to his
place tip front, only to go through the
same performance, with slight varia
tions, several hundred times a day.
All of tlie regular patrons of the store
v!iere he is employed are known per
sonally to the il.sir walker and such he
1 tTefn-i:il.U- :nlilrcsscs bv name, while
( for a favored few he always has a
r choice tiil of gossip which he imparts as
lie guides them to the department
w hich they seek. It goes without say
ing that the floor walker is extremely
punctilious about his personal pear-an.-e,
and of him it may 1 truthfully
said that he is "the glass of fashion and
the mold f form." That he is the
1 envied one of all the salesmen in the
store I haven't the slightest doubt, for
in .ill reason it must Is far pleasautej
and much more agreeable to seiid
one's time piloting fair dames to this
part of the store and that than it is to
stand In-hind a counter all day long
and tneasu.'e tripe or riblion, and des
cant on the beauties of gingham and
calico, lint all dry goods clerks can't
be ltoor walkers, any more than every
nietii!er of a brass band can lie a drum
major, and r-o I would saj' to the large
number of young men in Detroit who
are putting in ten or twelve hours a
d iy selling dry goods, Ih; faithful, lie
attentive, lie unite, be prompt, and lo!
it shall come to pass that some day
you. tix, shall Ve lloor walkers and en
joy all the felicities of that position.
Detroit Free Press.
lie Was a Stranger.
"Alas," exclaimed the returned na
tive as he wiped his ej'es with his pock
et handkerchief. "Alas, alas! I see no
one I know! They are all strange faces
here, are they not?"
"Naw," said the resident, "they're
the same faces we see every day! Yours
is the only strange one here!" Huston
News.
Poems as Pointers to the Public.
Struggling Hard ''('an you use this
half-column poem?" Editor "Certain
ly not. Don't want any poems, and
epeeially if they are long." Hard
"15ut this is headed 'Iloil It Down' and
advises correspondents to be brief."
Editor "Sav, make a column of it and
1 11 take it.""
FLATTERY.
Oh, you pretty robin, keeping watch beside a
louly dwelling-.
Where the happy sunshine rushes o'er the
gorse bloom bright and gay.
Where the blackbirds and the thrushes are
their loud love stories tcllira?
Do you know, I fancy, robin, you as sweetly
situ; as they.
Do you sec that verduut meadow where the but
tercuis are prow inc.
Where the a-olden-hearted daisies twinkle
uiid the tender grass?
Do you murk the lights and shadows that the
tleecy clouds are throwing.
As across the sky of azure they fantastically
pasa?
ust atiove it there's a cottage, sheltered by the
b ml. lint' tiei-ches,
W here t he cherry bloom is scattered on the
serried crocus lines
By the playful south wind's anth-s, where the
t'ltstejiinir ivy reaches
To the red-tilod roof and chimneys where the
green wisteria twines.
Pretty robin, there's a maiden talk and fair,
uud rat her stately, .
With a toiceas soft as yours is, dwelling In
that very cot.
And h.-r tresses catch the sunbeams, though
she spoaks and moves sedately.
And her eyes are just the color of a blue for
get me-uot.
Whisper, robin can you tell me Is she wau
il ring by the river.
V.'tn-re the catkins clothe the willows and the
Wittcroresses grow?
Tell tie-, robin, pretty robin, and I'll be your
debtor ever.
For her lather ihw-s not love Die, and so, mind
u, whisper low.
M Ho k.. In Chambers' Journal.
A It EC. ft All WOMAN.
The Kind Deed That Crowned
Broken Life.
A strong breeze, sharp with the cold
suggestion of coming winter, swept up
from the bay and tossed the creaking
loughs of the old button woodu that
stiKnt along the roadside until they
labored iu the wind like ships at sea.
The last of the fog was just disap
pearing and curled fiercely up from the
wimhIs and waters, rolling away in
great, sodden masses. In the north a
long line of snow clouds were sluggish
ly moving forward. There was soiue
thingpeculiar almost sinister in their
slow, heavy formation, and the weather
wise fisherman off shore watched thern
unensily and began to draw in tackle
anil make preparations to seek harbor.
On the land the farmers shook their
heads and hastened to get the last of
the pumpkins and apples under cover.
Of their own accord the cattle left off
grazinj and sought the barnyards.
Now and then stragglers from some
frightened llock of wild geese flew
toward the south in anxious search of
their mates.
Near the end of one street of the lit
tle fishing hamlet was a weather beat
en, wood colored homestead of one story
and a loft, surrounded by a fence al
most as old as the house itself; but as
one passed through the gateway and up
the grass-grown walk into the smoke
painted kitchen the poverty of the out
side surroundings was forgotten in con
templation of the profusion inside.
At least this seemed to be the case
with the little old woman who hobbled
painfully up the path to the half open
kitchen door. There she stopped irreso
lutely, but the savory smell of cooking
was irresistible, and she pressed slowly
forward into the low doorway. The
kitchen was fragrant with the odors of
the Saturday's baking; from the stove
at the far end of the long room came a
eheerf nl sputtering and hissing and over
ii a women ln-nt in impatient suspense.
Her back was toward the door, and she
did not notice the great hungry eyes
that were fastened on the loaves of
bread and the pies and cakes and
rookies that loaded the pine table.
Such profusion made the wistful eyes
gleam and tlie withered form tremble
with eagerness. l!ut she did not venture
to cross the threshold.
n the floor two children were play
ing. They had watched the woman's
approach with childish curiosity. Tlie
youngest rose to his feet and toddled
toward her. After gazing at her a few
moments with his big, wondering eyes
he held up the cookie he had been nib
Id ing. She hesitated, then took it and
ate it greedily.
The lsy laughed and went to get an
other, but at this moment Mrs. Itarten
looked up. Her face was flushed with
heat and vexation. She was about to
speak sharply to the children when she
caught sight of the bent figure in the
doorway, and her wrath waa turned.
Of all things she hated beggars the
most. During- the summer months
many of them drifted up from the
iieighlioring seaports and proved a con
stant source of loss and vexation to the
fishermen and farmers. Mrs. Itarten
had suffered with the rest, and as she
turned from the stove her lips were
drawn sharply over her strong white
teeth. She did not see the wistful eye
and patient smile. What she saw was
a cowering Wggar, with some outland
ish kind of head covering and a ragged
shawl closely drawn about the slight
form.
"Well?" she said, in a sharp, inter
rogative tone. .
The old woman shivered as though
something had struck her, but her face
remained perfectly blank.
"A furriner!
Mrs. IJarten sprang forward and
drew the children from so dangerous a
presence. To her a foreigner seemed
all that was dangerous and depraved.
A sadden sputter recalled her to the
stove, and by the time she was again at
leisure a trace of her natural kindly
disposition had come to the surface.
Taking a generous handful of cookies
and one of the loaves of bread, she re
turned to the door. But the old woman
had already passed the rickety gate and
was hobbling slowly down the street,
Mrs. Itarten looked after her regret
fully. "I w ish I'd a-give her Ruthin." she
muttered, as she replaced the food on
the table, "but land's sake alive," she
continued, briskly, after a moment's
thought, "why sh'd I feel sorry? Like
as not the old tramp was jest spying
round arter suthin' to steal. Most like
ly she'll have a dozen snacks pin her
before night. Here you, Rob 'n
Li7?. come back to the house this min
ute, and don't .Vol dare go trapezin' out
ag'in!" And with mind at rest and
conscience satisfied, Mrs. Harten re
turned to her compound of fragrant
txlors.
Slowly the afternoon wore away; the
pies and cakes and cookies disappeared
from the table and were replaced by
pans of crisp doughnuts and heavy
spherical loaves of brown bread, with
raised lines encircling them; with plat
ters of juicy meats, browned to the
critical point of perfection, and flanked
with dishes of yellow pumpkin and
white turnip and scarlet cranberry. As
the table became crowded these iu turn
were taken to the storeroom to wait
the coming of the "great day." Aud
still the tir?d and flushed mistress of
the kitchen went on with her mixing
and tasting and baking.
The low, sullen line of clouds became
more menacing and crept on until they
had masked the entire sky. Tlie wind
grew strong and was soon tilled with
tine particles of swirling snow, but
Mrs. Harten heeded not; time was too
precious.
"It's growing dark," she grumbled,
as she slid more pans into the oven;
'days are pesky short this time o" year."
It was only when a fierce gust of
w ind hurled a cloud of suow against
the window that she looked up.
"For the land's sake!" she exclaimed.
'It's snowing 'n I'll lay a dollar them
dratted children's out in it."
Hurrying to the door sho called shril
ly: "Bob! Liza! March your loots in
here quicker'n lightning!"
Receiving no reply she muttered
angrily:
"Upstairs rutiiagin', most likely.
Seems with all my work they might
quit their didoes for awhile."
But when a sharp call up the stairs
failed to elicit response site began to
look anxious. Throwing a shawl over
her head she went out into the yard.
The snow was now whirling past in
blinding sheets, and the keen wind cut
one like a knife. Already white drifts
were forming in the fence corners and
sheltered places. Objects a dozen yards
away were becoming iudistinct.
A thorough search of the yard failed to
show any trace of the children and she
returned to the house to decide on her
next move. She could not determine
the direction the childish feet had taken
and once out of sight of the house she
knew there was little probability of
their finding their way back by them
selves. There was no danger of their
leing lost unless they wandered away
from the village, but 'Liza had scarcely
recovered from the measles anil Mrs.
Barten had all the mother's horror of
wet feet and colds.
A smell of burning bread drew her
attention to the stove. When she re
turned to the door she saw a lient figure
coming tip the path. A moment later
and the old woman stood before her.
but now the ragged shawl was closely
wrapped around one child, while
another clung to her skirts, sobbing
bitterly. The stranger's face was full
of a wistful tenderness, but Mrs. Bar
ten did not see it. Assured of the
children's safety, her feelings under
went a quick change. Her child in the
arms of a dreaded "furriner." In a
moment she had hurried the little ones
to the fire and was removing- their outer
garments. What contamination and
disease might not lurk in the ragged
shawl and draggled skirts!
She was aroused from her reflections
by the entrance of her husband.
"More wet feet, eh?" he said, as he
drew a chair to the stove.
"Aller's wet feet when there's any
thing to wet "em in." she returneL
Then, after a moment, she added:
'"You go tell the old woman she can
come iu to the fire. Beggars and young
'uns are enough to make folks lose their
wits."
"I passed an old woman outside the
gate," he said, as he took his piie from
the shelf and tiegan to fill it- "If it's
her you mean, she's half down the street
before this."
"Then I'm shet o thet trial," she
said, in a relieved tone. "Some of the
neighbors will le sure 'n' take her in."
All night long and the next day and
night the snow whirled and drifted
about the village. Then the sun came
out and the men and boys took their
teams and shovels and began to dig
communications Wtween the houses.
As the paths tiecaine clear one neigh
bor after another sallied forth to gossip
over the events of the storm.
At length some one mentioned the
old lieggar woman, and then it was
learned that no one knew of her where,
abouts; nearly all had seen her, anil
most of them confessed that they had
sent her away with a "flea in her txn
not." One man thought she went toward
the Freeman house. This was a de
serted building just out of the village.
Without hesitation the men took their
shovels and liegan to dig vigorously in
that direction. And Mrs. Barten worked
with the foremost.
"Lucky there's a good fireplace and
plenty erf fuel in the old house." said
one. "Tire old lady can keep warm, but
I guess she'll lie mighty hungry."
When they reached the house there
was no sign of its being occutticd.
"She ain't here," said the man who
had spoken before, as he threw open
the door.
But he was mistaken; they found her
inside. She was dead. Kansas City
Times.
The I'oor Oneru of China.
Tlie queen of China is really to lie
pitied. At least so say the Chines.' cor
respondents. As the very young wife
of her laiy husband she is entitled to a
very large slic of royal giunt times.
But the empress dowager is a strong
minded lady and rules with an iron
hand. She is a woman of powerful
physique, strikingly handsome, and of
so firm and strong disposition that all
other wills must bend to hers. When
the emperor inadvertently d.es some
thing to displease her he is made to
regret it and as for his poor wife t he
has nothing to say at all. She isn't
even allowed to have a go.xl time as
she might have if she were left alone.
ABOUT BIRDS AND ANIMALS.
A coop camel will travel one hundred
miles a day for ten .lays.
Wiiii.t: Billy Smith's hounds were run
ning a mink recently a large hawk
swooped down and caught the mink
and carried it off,, writes a Hix Ga.)
correspondent.
A mo owl tried to carry away a dog
at a lumber camp on the Machias river,
Maine, but was captured by one of the
logging crew after a lively fight. The
owl was a warrior, its head lieing full
of porcupine quills, indicating a recent
battle.
To rnoTF.OT itself from the rain the
orang-ontaug crooks its arms over its
head. The hair tin the orang's uper
arm points downward, while on the
lower arm it points upward, the ap
parent purpose beiug to shed the rain
like a thatch.
THE FARMER.
The king may rule o'er land and sea.
The lord may live rU'ht royally.
The so. .tier rule in pi .nip and pride.
The sailor roam o'er ocean w(oe;
Uut this or that, whate'er befall.
The farmer he must feed them all
The writer thir:l:s, the poet sinrs.
The craftsman fashions wondrous things
'1 he doctor heals, th-.- lawyer pleads.
The miner h.llou j the precious leads;
But this or that, w bat. Vr t fall.
The tarm.-r he must feed th.-in all.
The merchant he may buy and s.-a.
The teacher do hisdut.V well.
But men may toil thro-K-h busy days,
Lr ni. n may hi rod thro-.i h pleasant wavs:
fc From king to bivcar. whut.-'er befall
The- farmer he mu.-t feed ih.-iu H.
The farmer's trade Is one of worth:
He's partner with the sky and earth,
He's partner with the sun ami ra.u,
Aud no man loses for his gain:
Aud men may ri-.e. or men m-iy fall.
But the farmer he un..-t feed them ail.
Ood L!i-s thi- rnin u'ln sows the wheat.
Who litids us uiiik atid fruit mul meat:
May his purrc 1m- heavy. ! :1s heart I -1 itrlit.
His cattle unit corn anil ud go richt:
Ciod bless the seeds l,i hands let fall.
For the fartni r he 11. ust feed 11s all.
-l.illie K. B irr, iu N Y Id.-r
THE TWO MIftftSES.
The Story of a Misunderstood
Nature.
'I think it's an outrage!'
"I should say it was. When we can
scarcely stand one Miggs. the idea of
having two Miggses thrust upon us!"
Miss Clara entered the r. om just in
time to hear the last remark. "I hope
the memlxTs of my mission band are
not engaged in talking against their
neighbors." she said gravely.
There was a deep silence for a mo
ment: then Kdith Lyle asked thought
fully: "Miss Clara. doyou thiuk a school
teacher ought to lw cross?"
And scold half the time?" added an
ot her girl.
"And wear shabby dresses?" said a
third.
"And fix her hair in the very horrid
est fashion she can think of?" was the
question of a fourth.
"As I am not acquainted with any
such person." said Miss Clara, quietly,
"1 am scarcely prepared to answer your
questions."
" Ih! but you do know our teacher. Miss
Miggs, and she is guilty of every one
of these charges." exclaimed Etta
Wright, impulsively: "and not one of
us can endure her, yet her sister has
tieen apjsiinted assistant. It is awful to
think of having two Miggses!"
"I sav so. too," said Annie Jennings,
lioldly. "
The other girls looked up anxiously
to see what reply Miss Clare would
make to these assertions. Miss t'iare
was the very picture of neatness and
sweetness and gentleness. I his her
Sabbath-school girls had rejieateuly af
firmed. In fact, they ln-licved that she
was everything that is reo ui.-.ite to make
up the perfect lady. They knew she
could not sanction carelessness of dress
or hasty temper, and surely she must
side with them in this case.
Much to their disappointment, she
quietly dismissed the subject by prom
ising to take it up at some future time.
"But now for business, girls. How
many aprons are we going to make this
afternoon?"
"Oh! ever so many if you will read to
us while we sew."
"I thought of telling you a story in
stead of reading it. How will that
suit?"
"Better! Is'tter!" cried a number of
the girls, simultaneously, and the other
ones also agreeing. Miss Clare In-gan:
"Several years ago there lived in the
village of Cresshury a girl by the name
of Julia Hagermaiin. Julia was fonder
of study than the majority of girls of her
age, but her favorite subject was music.
Indeed, her love for that was passion
ate, and her greatest joy was to sit
fore a piano. But such instruments
were not plentiful in those .lays, and
the Hagerina nns were too poorto afford
one. Sometimes Julia would find a
chance to run into a ncighlor"s where
there was a piano and sM-nd a few min
utes trying to teach herself from the
lieginuing of the exercise lxok; but
tnese spare minutes were scarce, for
there was a great deal of work to lie
done iu the llagermann family, and. as
Julia was the eldest child, the hulk of
it fell to her lot. She often thought if
she only had a piano she would prac
tice early and late iu the 1ioh of lie
coming a fine musician: then w hat won
drous tilings she would accomplish for
her family!
One day an uncle of Julia's died and
left her some money. She had ts-eli
his favorite niece, and he wished her
to sjien.l the money just as she .leased;
he thought there was probably .-nough
to purchase the long-w ished-for piano.
You may. Ik' sure that Julia was very
happy when the money came into her
ossession: and she had licgun to won
der what kind of a piano it was Is'st
for her to buy, when she overheard her
father saying that unless he could raise
money to liquidate a certain debt his
creditor would make considerable
trouble for him. The money .night to
lie ready the following .lay, and Mr.
llagermann had no way of raising it.
The amount he owed was alxmt equal to
the sum Julia had for the piano, and
the unselfish girl went at once to her
father laid the money in his h'in-.l, and
said: 'Take this. 1 can wait fer my
piano.
" 'The look of unutterable relief that
came into his face when I gave it to
him more than repaid me for the sacri
fice.' Julia afterward said to her
mother.
'My precious girl!' Mr. llagermann
cried, "it shall not lie for long. You'll
have a piano as soon as 1 can get it.
though I am compelled to work day
and night for the money.'
"A short time after that Mr. Hager
mauii was accidentally killed, and thus
Julia lost a kind and loving father. This
was the first great sorrow of h-r life.
But though the family was deprived of
the principal bread-winner and found it
very difficult to make both ends meet.
Julia still clung to the hope of owning
a piano and liecoming a musician. She
attended school, and worked hard be
fore and after school hours to help h.-r
mother supixirt the fauoiy. When she
was sixteen years of age their circum
tanees improved somewhat, for two of
the Imys were then working, and Julia
and her mother were plentifully sup
plied with sewing, for which they were
well aid. Thus they managed to save
money to buy a piano, but when once
more ready to make the purchase were
again prevented. It had liecome neees
aary for Mrs. llagermann's mot her to
live with them, and she was such a
nervous old lady that the children con
stantly annoyed her by their boisterous
ways; therefore the doctor advised Mrs.
Ilageniiunii t 1 take her to an old la
dies' home. The one he recommended
was an excellent institution, but a cer
tain sum of money must be paid before
she could enter. The grandmother
went gladly, but she never knew that
Julia's piano money was again sacri
ficed for another's good.
The follow ing year Mrs. llagermann
married a man who proved to be iutem-H-rate
and brutal. No .me but the fam
ily will -.-r know the suffering he
caused them until they were relieved of
his presence by death. Alxiutthis time
Julia graduated and received an ap-oiiitmi-nt
as teacher in a school near
home. Now, she thought, she would
surely realize her fondest hopes; but as
fast as she saved money it was needed
for something in the family. Filially
diphtheria entered the home and took
away the three I toys, leaving of the
children only Julia and a little girl four
years old. The cxjicnse and sorrow
this occasioned you can imagine; I shall
not attempt to describe it. Then came
the saddest a 111 let ion of u. The trouble
1 hrough w hich she passed had caused
such a strain on Mrs. llagermarju's
mind that she went hopelessly insane.
Of .-ours.' she had to Ih removed to an
asylum: and J tilia Is-eame a mother to
little Klsie. "Then I gave tip all hoie
of lK-eoniing a musician.' she said to
me with tears that would not lie kept
back. 'All I can do is to live for Klsie
and my juKir mother.'
"The mother is dead, and the little
sister is grown up pow and liotes to be
aide at least partly to repay Julia for
her devotion: but she cannot give her
back the buoyancy of youth or the
healthy In sly and nerves that accom
panied it. How do you think a class
ought to treat a teacher who has ex
lerienced so much trouble?"
"With kindness, of course," said one
of the girls, quickly.
"Even though she is cross some
times, and cannot smile because she is
unable to forget how her poor mother
died?" added Miss Clare.
"Why, yes. they ought to make al
lowance for her." said Annie Jennings.
Even though she dresses shabbily
and wears her hair in an unbecoming
style?" still further questioned Miss
Clare.
"Oh! you can't you surely cai 't
mean Miss Miggs?" cried Josie Thayer.
"Of course not," said Etta Wright,
decidedly; "this lady was named llager
mann." "But, my dear," returned Miss Clare,
"you remember her mother married
again. The second husband was
named Miggs. That was another of
Julia's sacrifices. She took the name
'.Miggs' to please her mother, though
sin- disliked it very much."
"Then it was our Miss Miggs, after
all." exclaimed Edith Lyle. "O girls!
how shamefully we have treated her!"
"And we have been so annoying to
day," said Etta, penitently.
"It is useless 1 1 spend time in vain re
gret over the past, my dears. We can
only make up for mistakes by doing
lx-tter in the future. When j'ou are
again tempted to judg a person, re
member that there may be circumstan
ces which excuse the faults that jrou
are so quick to notice."
Meanwhile Miss Miggs sat alone in
her room grieving over her failures in
school work. It had lieen an exceed
ingly trying day. and she had lost her
temper a numlier of times. How could
she control those large scholars and
win respect from the little ones?
Furthermore, how could she bear to
have gentle Elsie come and witness her
impatience and lack of success? These
questions still remained unsettled
when she started wearily to school the
following day.
But during the first session it seemed
toher that she had somehow solved
the problems after all. The girls had
never behaved bo well, and the boys
apieared to profit by their example.
In faet, teaching had -never before lieen
so pleasant anil easy; she did not lose
her temier once through the day, and
at three o'clock, w hen her scholars bid
her go.nl afternoon pleasantly, the poor
teacher wondered if she could possibly
be dreaming. But no, there was the
same state of affairs day after day; the
girls and Imys who had been most
troublesome seemed to Is" making a de
cided effort to lie have well; there was
a marked improvement in the conduct
of the whole school, and when Elsie ap
Mured to take charge. if the little ones.
Miss Miggs was proud to introduce the
scholars to her. As for Miss Elsie, the
girls immediately fell in love with her
charming face and manners. "She is
just as pretty and lovely as she can be."
was the verdict; "doesu't look one bit
like her sister."
But after awhile they noticed that
Miss Miggs seemed to lie growing
younger and l-tter looking. Elsie was
the fairy that brought the transforma
tion; she dressed her sister's hair be
comingly and saw that she had cloth
ing suitable for a school-teacher. You '
can afford it. dear, you know," shf-'said
to Julia one .lay. "You must not spend
another cent on me now."
But the most licautiful light came
into Miss Miggs' eyes the day the trus
tees sent a piano to the school. The
larger scholars had secretly demanded
it, and the morning it arrived they re
joiced with exceeding great joy Ix-cause
of the happiness it caused their teacher.
"Miss Miggs is almost haudsome to
day!" exclaimed Etta Wright. "How
happiness does beautify one's counte
nance!" Miss Miggs thinks she is too old now
to attempt lieeomiug a grand musician.
tint it would .lo you good to see the
comfort afforded her I13' that piano.
S. Jcnuie Smith, in Demorcsfs Maga
zine. A Terrible IClfle.
The very latest invention in the way
of magazine small arms, and one not
yet submitted to tlve United States army
liuanl. is the gun that has just lieen put
in test by the Italian authorities. The
rille is four feet long and .if the smallest
calilier yet attempted, .vi.W-iii.-h. The
i.jHi-d of the bullet i"2,"lU foot-soconds,
and as regards its penetrative force it is
said that the bull will pierce two mat
tresr.es and two planks five inches thick
at a distance of nearly a mile. leading
is effected by means of chargers con
taining five cartridges arrangi-d so that
a reH-ating fire may be obtained until
the magazine is exhausted. Many .if
the cxjicrts who attended the trials are
of the opinion that the weapon is the
most destructive at present existing
among European armies.
Nu. aw a-liu bt., Ciu.'luuao. '