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vidoal tnterot hum I paid Uir r advrrtmuienis.
rfaa.k and Job t-rintlna of ail kinds neatly and
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The Harpooner's Story.
C Ateh & i.. Tw.Mty y.ara at" 1
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! cniiCHR-
M ami Tumor CURED : no kf
re?. lm UuArtau A ulm
SICK
HEAD
ACHE
"OUT OF SCHOOL."
The dock stril:ea i.u in mv parlor.
With us of ( uu.l livery cbime;
There arc voU.es and merry laUJblur,
And 1 kiinw tii.it 11. . is the tiu-e
h 11 three 1 tile to; isb jau. le,
Los- lasl a for ibe day aie o'er.
Will run up the oi l ouk staircase
And iu at my ofieo door.
Their fond little arm 1 are round ma;
S.,f l 11 s to my ou arc pressed;
Two t r flit lull I u 'l.ing fates
Vv ith mi rrn'ot smiles are dressed.
lij; Oil ' 14 So b.d U.ld t Jar ( Lit,
As it luv-i airatust my ouu
Aud the fuxir It. lie h -art, 4ud tender,
'iiius utters its childish moan:
"O i. v.hy. mamma, do vou send me
Where thu hours are all so loug?
I try so hard uith the lessons,
liut I always pet them wrong.
At home, unti you, 1 am bapp,-.
But there 1 must keep the rule.
V. hen I am a crcat grown lady,
I never will go to school "
Oh, how shall I tell my baby.
With her sheaf of irolden hair.
With the soul through her bright eyes
shilling.
So free from sorrow and care.
That mv lessons are only louger.
And sterner and strict t the rule
That we w ho are j?reat tronu ladies.
We in vcr are "out of school."
M. E. Van Uuyne, In H irper's Bazar.
A LOVER'S QUARREL.
The Story of a Jealous Olri and
Her Lesson.
"Ihm't touch me or speak to me,"
said Nina Wilbur, as her betrothed hus
band. Aslitou Craijf. came up the bteps.
of the low verauda of the "Faruier'n
Ke.-L" ,
"Oh. I mean it. I am not one who
does not know wheu she has been in
sulted." "Nina, you do not know anything
yi-L," said Ash ton. "When I have told
you "
"Told me?" sai.1 Nina. "Well. I
scarcely need telliny. You invito me
to tin races, and when j-ou ar. almost
there leave inj alone here uutil they
are over."
"I left you to save a life," said Ash
ton. "The pirl was not thrown out," said
Nina "It was well enough for you to
stop the horses and carry her in when
she pretouded to laint, but to send me
a note telling me to stop where I was
until you came for ine. and stay all this
while why. as 1 said, it is au o lie rise
beyond forgiveness."
"As I said, you know nothing-about
it." said young1 Crai;?.
"If the had been killed there
were plenty to lake care of her beside
her escort, whom the people told the
laudlady was uot hurt, though he was
thrown out.
"Oh, I've been nearly w ild with mor
tification, and that (rood old soul igno
rant, of course, but so sympathetic
how she has pitied me!"
'You don't seem the sort to be used
so, miss," she said. Tin poiutf to p;ive
you her very words, plain as they were,
and so impressive. 'You don't know
men folks vet, my dear, she said.
'VVhen you are my ape you will, to
your cost. That tral that was run
awav with is one of the sort that come
to the races in crowds. When they tret
their eyes on a well-dressed young- man
they don't take 'em on in a hurry. She
came to quick enough once she got
things the way she liked 'em, and he's
becu with her ou the grand stand all
this time, while you've been cool ine
your heels here, my dear.' That's what
she an experienced old grandmother
told me."
"lUessed old lady," sa d Ashton, "and
you accept her views?"
Why, as she said, if all had been
riirht you'd have sent home one to briug
me over, instead of telling me to stay
here," said Nina, "and she said things
like that often happened, only usually
the parties 'were all much i.f a much
ness;' of course 1 don't know exactly
what ..lie means by that," faltered Nina.
"Exactly!"
"Not exactly but it is evident that
a few hours' intercourse with an ex
perienced old lady like that is a liberal
education for a respectable jrirl."
"Well, you prefer this version to any
I can olTer," said Ashton, coldly.
"Oh, yon cannot f-.lip out of it like
that," said Nina.
"I hope you have had some lunch,"
Ashton said, ignoring1 her remanc.
' Sue made me take some salt clam
soup and a miserable piece of pie,"
said Nina. "if I hail had my nur.-e
with me I should have paid my bill and
rome home, but I was not prepared for
this insultiuif conduct."
Ashton walked away and paid the
bill, and soon the vehicle in which
they were to return was ready. Uut
all the way home he kept perfect
silence, and made uo attemp-t either to
explain anything or seek forgiveness.
Nina was vistin;? an aunt, and at
the door of this lady's residence he
paused, assisted her to alifrht and
drove away with a very polite bow,
never once looking1 back, as she saw
plainly.
y this time she, beine a woman,
was nearly mad to hear from his lips
what had happened to listen to some
story which roipht g'ive her a chance to
foreive him.
Ileal ly, it seemed impossible, when
she thoueht the matter quietly over.
that Ashton could have played so low
and shabby a trick.
The old woman had influenced her
stranjrely. At best it was very wronjj
of him very unkind but if he had
only confessed the truth and pleaded
and offered excuses at least she
would have been able to play a dig
nified part
Now she felt that she had neither
spoken nor behaved as a lady should
no, not kindly, as one should even to a
friend.
fc.he should have listened to him be
fore she burst out into that tirade, and
she entered her aunt's house with such
a face that that lady cried:
"Why, what's the matter where is
Mr. Craiff why didn't he come in?
I've a lovely hiph tea ready. Why,
Nina, I believe you've quarreled with
him."
"IVm't speak of Mr. Craijr," said
Nina; "he is the most contemptible
creature I wish i had never seen
''"-" ... i
And then she burst into tears and
was forced to tell the story her ver
sion of it. of course.
She meant it to be the true one, but
in the case of a quarrel, people are apt
to make the best story for themselves,
in very self-defense.
We were very near the race course,"
she said, '-whao a carriage clashed past
ua the gen tie in an was thrown and
the lady was in danger. Ashton made
me i. light and go into a little country
hotel by the roadside then dashed on.
and, somehow, I cannot tell how,
stopped the horses. The trirl was not
thrown, and I saw Ashton take
her iu his arms and carry her up the
steps of au elegant hotel not far away.
Later he sent me a note, tilling me not
to coin -s over on any account, but to
stay where I was until he came for me.
He came, after thi races were over, and
made ueither explanation nor apology."
"Why, that seems impossible, Nina,''
said her aunt "What did you say?"
"Well, I was not very amiable," said
Nina. "Uut could you expect that?"
The auut shook her head.
"ileshoul.l have explained," she said.
Nina could not bring herself to tell
her auut hat the old landlady had
sugpestei. or that she had actually re
peated her words to Ashton. It all
seemed so low and coarse, now that she
thought it over.
"I suppose he forgot me." she said.
"In that ease," said her aunt, "never
forgive him; I would not."
And Nina went to her room in tears,
and. during the wakeful night, resolved
to return Ashtou's riugou the morrow,
which she did by express, with a scorn
ful word or two written upon the most
elegant note paper in her possession.
After this she told her auut that she
would go home at once; and tiiat lady,
who, though delighted to entertain a
niece who wis iu a cheerful mood, had
an aversion to tears and low spirits,
agreed that it was perhaps the best
tiling she could do under the circum
stances to go home to her dear mamma,
who would give her the best advice pos
sible. I'.xir Nina! As, her journey over, she
walked up the garden path leading to
the door of her buburbau home, how
heavy was hor heart. Mie beyan to
realize w hat the old minister and her
grandfather meant by saying "all is
vanity."
She had Wen so proud of Ashton and
of her engagement to him, aud she
was ashamed to tell her friends that
all was over, and then the heartbreak
of it!
Now that there was no troine back,
she felt that she could forgive him al
most anything And just as she came
to this there was a suwden rush of sis
ters down the path, a kissing and em
bracing and incoherent cries of: "Oh!
she's ever so much better; there's not
the least reason to be anxious. We
knew you'd come at once. liut, oh!
how pule you are. And don't you feel
proud of Ashtou?"
Nina simply stared at them.
"What has happened?" she cried.
"Shedoesu't know." cried the younger
sister.
"Ma made Ashtou promise not to tell
her until this morning." sai I theeldest.
'Hut wnal uia ne say to make 3-ou
come?" said the third sister.
"Oh! you ought to be proud of him;
but for him it is terrible to think liow
we might be grieving now," said the
mid lie sister.
"You know Cousin Rodney came to
ask ma to go to the races with him,"
said the eldest sister.
"And we made her go," said the
youngest.
"And he didn't understand tht
horses," sad the middle sister. "It was
a new team."
"We'll never speak to him airain."
said all three together.
And they ran away.
"Oh, good heavens! Was that mother?
Was liodney driving her?" panted
Nina.
"How noble; he inever told he kept
his promise," said the elder sister. "Yes.
dear, an l Rodney's head was cut open.
"Served him right,' cried the chorus.
"And ma fainted away, and the doc
tors thought her dead."
They all began to cry.
" hen Ashton brought her home we
all shrieked," said the youngest. "But
she is quite well only we make her lie
down, j-ou know, and she'll be so glad
we were not frightened."
"Ashtoa is the noblest creature,"
chorused the sisters, and Nina, turning
as red as she had been pale before,
burst into tears.
"And I am the meanest," she con
fesse I. "I tlid not know whom he had
rescued, and I quarreled with him for
staving away all day, and sent him
back his ring this morning."
"fih," groaned the chorus, "I don't
Wlieve he will ever forgive you, and
you do not deserve it!"
Rut just then, looking tip, whom did
they see entering at the gate but Ash
ton Craig. Anil the look he gave them
convinced them that he was not in a
very angry mood.
Indeed, when poor Nina turned her
tear-filled eyes toward him anil held
out her trembling hands it was impos
sible for him not to melt outright, aud
the sisters knew that the best thing to
be done was to leave the two together,
which they did. And shortly after
Nina and Ashton knelt beside tiic
mother's couch, hand in hand, and on
Nina's finger shone once more her en
gagement ring.
"Don't cr3; I'm perfectly well, ami
only ashamed of having fainted from
fright." the mother said.
Kut Nina could not have given a name
to all the emotions that mingled n her
bosom and sent such a shower of shin
ing tears down her smooth cheeks.
Only she knew that she was at once
ashamed and comforted, and that for
the first time since their engagement
she fuily realized how well she loved
her betrothed husband and how glad
she was that she was soon to be his
wiie Kansas City Times.
The Way of the World.
See that man? He is broke. He was
not always so. lie used to hold his
head high in the air and as far above
his fellow m?n as he possibly could. He
doesn't do so now, because he hasn't
pot the wherewith. The people with
whom he used to associate still know
huu, but their greetings are not as
warm and cordial as they used to be.
You rna3" have mouey ti-day and you
will have friends. When the former
go the latter soon follow. If the lat
ter go first they will invariably hate
the former in their possession. The
moral of this is, not to speculate. Buf
falo Times.
A 1 1 -1 In ? Term.
"Why do you use such peculiar
terms?" asked a lawyer's wife of her
husband, who had returned worn out
by his day's labors. "I don't see how
you can have been working all day like
a horse." "Well, my dear," he replied,
"I've been drawing a conveyance all
lay; and if that isn't working like a
horse, what is?"'
TIIE WESTERN EXPRESS.
Why Its Delay Caused a Happy
Marriages
"I love her, mother," said Guion Es
teriiall. He was not, in a general way. much
of a talker. Consequently, wheu he
spoke, his words had the weight of
sense aud rarity. But Mrs. Esterhall,
the fine old lady who sat erect before
the clear, sea-coal fire, was too much
excited to consider all this.
"The wife of my son, (Juion," said
she, "should be a lady, born aud bred
not one of those girls w ho have had to
fight the world uutil all gentleness,
grace and unselfishness are ground out
of them. No, 1 can never give my con
sent!" The young man smiled slightly.
"Mother," said he, "the diamond it
self hardly possesses its true financial
value until tho facets are ground with
much friction."
"Humph!" said Mrs. EsterhalL "No
one is talking of diamonds."
"I may bring her to sue you, mother?"
Mrs. Ksterhall shook her head.
"I have uo desire to receive her," said
6he. "But, Liuy. here are the tickets
for Henry Irving to-night. Carrie Chip
petidale has promised to accompany me
of course, you will be on hand at
half-past seven to be our escort?"
"If you wish it, mother."
The old lady smiled to herself when
Guion was gone.
"A lit lie management," she thought,
"a little judicious firmness, and Guy
will get over this boyish fancy of his.
The idea of a shop girl for my daughter-in-lawfor
Mrs. Guion Esterhall! 1
thiuk the lad must have taken leave of
his senses!"
Aud in her secret heart she rejoiced
with au exceeding great rejoicing when
Miss Chippeudaie arrived that evening,
in a pale-blue moire gown, cut decol
lete, with a glittering neck luce around
her perfect white throat, and a bunch
of hothouse roses in her cors pe.
"If we are to have a private box,"
said Miss Chippendale, buttoning the
se euteeuth button of her rlove, "one
may as well go in full dress, don't you
kuow?"
"My dear, you are looking lovely,"
said Mrs. Lsterhall, approvingly.
Miss Chippendale n as a sort of hu
man catnelua japouica fair, graceful
and serene with big, expressionless
blue eyes, cherry-red lips, llax-gold
hai-, drawn in HulTy c-tiinps over her
forehead, and an unchanging society
smile perpetually hovering around her
lips. She had been highly educated,
and she was destined by her parents to
make a brilliant match. The Chippen
dales belonged to the aristocracy that
is to say, they had never done any
work a. id had always spent a great
deal of money. Aud Mrs. Esterhall
had decided that Carrie Chippendale
was the very wi.e for her son.
&he went shopping the next daj-, to
match a shade of Berlin wool, to buy
some lace llounces and to dec-hie on new
portieres for her drawing-room down
at Esterhall manor. At one or two
o'clock site experienced, not hunger,
but a lady-like sensation that "tired
nature" needed some sort of "sweet
restoration."
"I will go into Maricotta's," she
thought-
Maricotta's was full, as it generally
was at that time of day; but presently
the old lady succeeded in obtaining a seat
iu a curtained angle, where the waiter
took her order for a chicken salad and
a cup of tea. Just then she heard a
clear, low voice on the other side of
the drapery, as a party settled them
selves to a table Miss Chippendale's
soft, well-modulated tones.
"Oh, yes, Irving was very fine," said
Carrie. "Oysters, please a box-stew
for one and fritters for two and three
cups of Vienna chocolate, nicely
frothed, waiter but all the same. I
nearly died of ennui. The old lady is
the most dreadful bore you ever knew,
and Guy U a regular prig. Handsome,
you know, and very talented, of course;
but one don't want to be on full-dress
parade as to cue's brains the whole
time. He isn't half as nice as I-'reddic
Fortune ouly Kor dear Fred hasn't a
cent to bless himself with, and papa
looks thtiudereloud i at me whenever he
calls. But once I'm married, it "
A chorus of well-bred giggling inter
rupted t a rrie's "words. Mrs. Esterhall
rose hurriiHlly from her seat, geasped
her gloves anil eyeglasses and made all
haste out of the restaurant. When the
waiter came with the chicken-salad
and the tea he found his customer
gone. The unconscious Miss Chippen
dale and her friends enjoyed their Vi
enna chocolate and oyster fritters very
much indeed.
Mrs. Esterhall decided to return to
the manor at once. Carrie Chippen
dale's grace. ul treachery had affected
her more than she had deemed possi
ble; and, leaving a hastily written note:
to explain to Guion that she had al
tercel her plans, she took the late ex
press, which reached Clevedon Junc
tion at nine, there connecting with a
branch train for Esterhall statiou. She
was traveling alone, as her maid re
mained to pack up the last things and
follow her the next day.
'1 here had been a heavy snow-fall,
the night had settled down dark and
tempestuous, and the train was run
nin g behind time. At last it came to a
full stop. Mrs. Esterhall started from
a doze and looked anxiously around
her.
"Ten o'clock!" some oue said, con
sulting a watch. "Why, conductor, we
are due at Clevedon at live minutes be
fore nine!''
"Yes, 1 know, sir," spoke the official,
"but the road is all blocked, and the
vestern express isoverdue at this point.
We're waiting here for the signal to
move on. "
"And what's to keep us from waiting
all night?"' petulantly inquired the old
gentleman.
"Nothing, sir unless the western
express i; heard from."
Mrs. Esterhall began to be a little
frightened.
"Conductor," said she, "is there any
danrer of a collision?"
"No. ma'ain not as long as we're on
this si I.- '-f the switch "
"Isn't there a dining car attached to
this train?"
"No, ma'am this isn't the throueh
express, but I hope we shall not be de
tained here much louger," the conduc
tor cheerfully added.
Slowly the minutes dragged them
selves tiv. gradually lengthening into
hours. The passengers gathered in
knots and whispered. One or two of
Cue more adveuturous spirits got out.
peered into the darkness, flecked only
by the driven snow, and then pot in
agaiu, with the customary uncompli
mentary comments on the railway
mauaifi'iuent Mrs. Esterhall was ner
vous and unaccustomed to travel. She
began to cry softly behind her veil.
"Ah," she thought, "if ever I live to
pet safe home again, I'll stay there.
I'll never tempt Providence more, on
these night roads."
Across the aisle two young girls were
seated the one pale-faced and rather
plain, as Mrs. Esterhall had already
noticed by the light of the cluster of
lamps ucder which they were seated;
the other a brilliant young brunette,
with soft hazel eyes, peachy cheeks,
and wavy dark-brown hair, brushed
carelessly back from a low, broad fore
head. Presently the latter rose, and.
comiug to Mrs. Esterhall's side, asked
in a soft, sympathetic voice:
"Are you ill, madam?"
"N no," stammered the old lady,
quite forgetful of her society dignity.
"Ouly I am so faint and wear-. I ex
pected to dine at home, long before this
hour; and I took almost nothing to eat
before I started."
"I have some nice, homemade chicken
sandwiches iu my bag," suggested the
pretty girl. "My aunt insisted on my
taking them, although 1 dined heartdy
before leaving home; and I have a little
alcohol lamp with every convenience
for making a good, strong cup of tea as
welL If you will allow me to prepare
it for you"
Mrs. Esterhall was a genuine tea
maniac A new brightness came into
her eyes at this suggestion.
"You are very kind," said she. "But
you will want it yourself."
"No," smiled the girL "I don't care
for tea. But my kind old aunt would
put the things in. Now I am glad that
she did so."
In five minutes Mrs. Esterhall had
eaten and drunk aud felt infinitely re
freshed. How it hapKMied she did not
pause to question herself, but she pres
ently found herself reclining comfort
ably, with her head on a pillow impro
vised out of the folded blanket shawl
that belonged to the young trirl; and,
mingled with her drowsy reflections,
came the soft, low murmurs of the
sweet-eyed brunette, who had changed
her seat and that of her companion to
the one directly back of Mrs. Ester
hall, and was talking almost in a
whisper.
"No, I am not going back; and I do
not intend to communicate my address
to anyone."
"Not even to him?"
"No, not even to him.
"But he loves you, dear."
"Yes; and that is the very reason 1
am determined to create no dissension
between him and his friends. Perhaps
he will forget me."
"He will never do that"
"But at least I shall feel that I have
done my duty," said the hazel-eyed girl,
firmly. "I shall love him to the end of
his days, but I shall not have ruiued
his future."
"And all this," cried the companion,
"out of deference to the whims of an
old woman whom you have never seen!"
"Out of deference to his mother,
Alice," gently corrected the first
speaker.
"What a quixotic notion!" dreamily
mused Mrs. Esterhall. "But she has an
excellent idea of duty, this dark-eyed
little girl!"
"That is you. all over, F.flie! ' said the
frien.l. "You are alwaysettaciiig your
self in favor of some one else. Here
you are giving all your tea and sand
wiches to a H-rson you have never
heard of, abandoning your seat to a
poor little woman with a crying baby,
because it is a trifle nearer the stove,
and, to cap everything, giving up the
man you love and w ho loves you, be
cause "
"Because it is my duty," said Effie.
"Please, Alice, don't let us discuss the
matter any longer. It is because I love
Guy that 1 am willing to sacrifice every
thing for his sake."
"Guy! Bless my soul! Guy!" thought
Mrs. Esterhall, sitting suddenly up.
"liut, of course, there are other Guys
thau miue in tho world."
Just iheti theie was a tremble of the
frozen ground under them, a roar and
rush of lighted cars past them.
"The western express at last!" shout
ed the choleric old gentleman, bobbing
up in his seat like an india-rubber balL
"All abo-o-ard!" bawled the conduc
tor, with a twitch at the bell-rope; and
on moved the train at last, creaking
and groaning like some monster ser
pent in pain. Mrs. Esterhall leaned
over the back of the seat, toward the
hazel-eyed girl.
'My dear." said she, between the
throbs of the engine, "is it Guion Es
terhall that j-ou are speaking of?"
The girl started and colored. She
could not repress a cry of surprise.
Yes, I thought so. Come over here
and sit by me. I am his mother, aud
I want to talk to you."
It was two o'clock in the morning
when they reached Esterhall station,
but the covered sleigh was waiting for
them, with hot soapslone foot-warmers
and about half a ton of fur robes
and wrappings. And Effie Dallas
stepped into the luxurious conveyance
with Mrs. Esterhall. for the old lady
had insisted on taking Eflie home with
her to the manor.
"She is such a contrast in every way
to that selfish, cold-hearted Chippen
dale, giri," said Mrs. Esterhall. "I'll
telegraph to Guion at once. Really, it
does seem as if there was a special
providence in our train being kept so
long waiting for the western express
to pass."
As if there is not a "fpecial provi
dence" in everything that happensiu
this wo -Id of ours! Amy Randolph, in
N. ". Ledger.
The Comita Iiant.
On the western prairie is found what
is called the eompas plant, which is of
great value to travelers. The long
leaves at the base of itsftem arc placed,
not flat, as in plants pc-ucrally, but in
a vertical position, and present their
edges north and south. The peculiar
propensity of the plant is attributed to
fa-t that both surfaces of its leaves dis
play an equal receptivity for light
whereas the upper surfaces of the
leaves of most plants are more sensi
tive to light than the lower): the leaves
thus assume a vertical position, and
point north and south. Travelers on
dark nights are said to feel the edges of
the leaves to ascertain the point of the
compass. - -
STORY OF A STORY.
A Lost Manuscript and How It
Was Reproduced.
The lot of a manuscript reader for a
great magazine soon pets to be as joy
less as that of a "taster" for a tea-importing
house. He hews all zest for
literature, while at the s. rue time an
almost painfully acute sensitiveness to
literary flavor Kisix-sses him. He can
not help detecting the most exquisite
fragrances aud aromas of the author's
art, but it is too often with the feeling
of the victim of rose-fever w ho is coui
Ielled to pass through a garden iu full
bloom.
It was somewhat remarkable, there
fore, that Paysou Dewey, reader for
the Midlaud Maaziue, should have
slipped into his pocket the uiuuiiscript
of a story he had been reading, with
the intention of taking it ho.ue and
sharing his enjoyment of it with his
wife and niece. If it huti not la-en a
unique as well as delightful story, Mr.
Ilcwev would certainly not have thus
departed from hi-, Usual cu- toiu of leav
ing the shop behind him when his work
for the day was done. For lie had
reached the point where the coii.cn
tioual story, no matu-r how cleverly
done, only nauseated In in. I if course he
could pronounce upon it, as a prof.s
sional critic, without theh:st personal
bias; but for himself he would have en
joyed flinging every story of a certain
popular ty po into the tire.
Here was a tale, however, completely
and decidedly W KnrV It was told
w ithotit dialect, and, what is still ino-e
remarkable, without dialogue. The
characters did not jump up, bow,
squeak and retire as their strings v ore
pulled. Indeed, there were but two
characters iu the story and these were
never allowed to ap-oar, either siutrly
or together, w itlo.u'. the personal ciiap
eronage of the author. Their st. irv
was told lor them in the sweetest, sim
plest, quaintest way; and finally tliev
were sent away, haud iu hand, as un
Hli'ectslly happy as two Arcadian lov
ers, 'ihen the author bowed to the
reader, presented hiiu with a tail-piece,
and retired w ithout even ;iviug his full
name, liut the iuitials were I hose .f a
young and very popular story-writer,
and Paysou iK-wey, Irom his interior
relations with the sauctum, knew that
the story was written by this man.
Ou the way from the matraine orlice
to .Mr. Jjewey s Home, the manuscript
was losL I
It was useless to speculate how it
happened. Looking u t the staiu of
spilt milk fills nobody's thimble. There
is precious little satisfaction iti these
retroactive iiuagininirs. What comfort
can it be to a man, who has fallen and
broken his leg, to have a series of snap
shot photographs of the curve he de
scrilred in falling? Yet people always
try to assuage their feelings in this
way, w hen they have experienced a dis
aster. Fayson Dewey did. He spent
the whole evening speculatimr, with
his wife and his niece, Yida, how that
manuscriot could have gotten out i f
his pocket. Perhaps it was pulled out?
Perhaps it slipped out? Perhaps it
weut through? no. that could not Ik-;
there was no hole iu the Docket, md
manuscripts, presumably, have attained
no mastery over the fourth dimension
of space. The conclusion of the w hole
matter was. after alL that the manu
script was l.rsL
Y hou Fayson Dewey went back to
tie Midland ofiice in the moruiug. he
had to tell the editor iu chief that he
had lost the manuscript of Ihe story,
"All in a Nuthe I."' Of course, the
ediloT looked grave and vexed. "There
are just two things to leloue, Dewey,"
he said, "and I will leave you to do
them bo tli. Firt, advertise in all the
evening papers and agaiu to-morrow
morning (it ought to have been done
this morning), for the story. OlTer as
tempting a reward for its return as
as you care to pay. The other thing
is to write to the autiior. Tell him
frankly that you have lost his manu
script Ask him if he has another
copy, or a rough draft, and then oii.-r
provided the story is uot found within
a week to stand the c-xiicnse of hav
ing another iopy made lor us."
None of the advertisements brought
the lost manuscript, whioh was a pity,
for they cost Paysou Dowey six hard
earned dol ars. In two days a decided
ly wralhy letter came ironithc autiior:
Mil. Pavshs i'twtv. luar Sir: I must Ik
permitted to .sa that o ir tan Ic .su. s 1 1 iw i
'usable, ucd six-ms likely 1o lost toe U.c olu r
loss of one of my best pr.iduct oas. I should
have a rouh draft of the stor f so:jilii re, but
cannot tind it You. or th - Miulaa-i Ma.'aiue.
must bear the rc.-.ixicsibilily W hat do you
propose to do ataiut 11 r"
"What do I propose to do. Jane-?"
asked Mr. Dewey of his wife, pathet
ically. "Pay him what the Midland would
have given for the story." replied Mrs.
Dewey, promptly, "and let that end
the matter. You can wear your old
suit all summer to olTct the loss and I
will make over uiy dresses and Imnin-t,
and none of us w ill go to the seaside,
as we proposed."
Mr. Dewey sighed from the bottom
of his waistcoat, but he wrote a letter,
nevertheless, oiTeriug to pay for the
story at the Midland's "special rates,"
or terms for solicited matter of high
grade. This would be. alxiut two hun
dred dollars. In due time caine the
reply:
M ncy is the least satisfactory equivalent
you could offer. 1 really cannot ull .rJ to losc
this unique story. You mibl either l.nJ it or
reproduce it."
Mrs. Dewey's eyes flashed when her
husband read to her this petulant and
unreasonable note. "Very well!" she
criexL "We will reproduce it at least.
I wilL And it will not be the first
story I have written, either. Now.
Payson, I wai.t you to give me as
fully and deGnitely as possible, a sketch
of the motif, incidents aud characters
of "All in a Nut -hell. The story struck
you so forcibly that you must le able
to remember a good deal of it in out
line. Give me an idea, too. of the
method of treatment, style. atmjs
phere, etc Cudgel your brains, and
then 1 will cudgel mine."
Payson Dewey did cu.Ig.l his brains,
lie was able to give his wife a reason
ably :idonato idea of the plot, method
oi treatment and style of cotnpo:.iiiou
of "All in a Nutshell:" but the charac
ters of the story ba filed him especial
ly the girl. He t ied for a long time
to give his wife some e-oncretc idea of
this central fijrure and the exquisitely
sympathetic way in which she had
been treated. AU at once, how-over, a
Hash of revelation and surprise lighted
Mr. Dewey's face, and Lc exclaimed:
"I declare! Come to think of it. she
was exactly like our Yida looked like
iier, talked like her. thought like her,
acted l'ke- her, aud had the sa-ne
sweet, helpful, generous di-iosii ion.
coualiined with au idealizing and .c-t-icid
way of looking at thiu.'s. If .m
can only make a vivid, characteristic
picture of Yida, you w ill .siual or sur
pass the author's delineation of his
heroiue. "
"Hush!" .whispered Mrs. Dewey.
"Yida is iu the diniug-rooiu setting the
table for break fasL"
" What of it?" demanded Mr. Dewey.
"She ought to Ih thaukful to get into
litorature--especially un,! r the au-piccs
of t wo as brilliant writers as wiil is
represented iu "All iu a N.ttsheli'. "
Aud he nudged his wife slyly. The
fact is, Mr. Dewey had Mich uuUMiud.-d
coulideuce iu his U tter half that if
she had announced her intention of re
juvenating the moon, he would have
joyfully aud unhesitatingly indorsed
her ability to do so. 1 he scheme of re
prodticiinr "All in a Nutshell. " even
verbatim et literatim (or practically
so already Ix-gan to look entir.-ly
fcasil.le, and Mr. iK-wey's spirits r.-se
accord in!' I y.
Sweet little Yida lcney! Shewasen
tirely tim-oiix-ious of ln-iii j- put into a
story; andyet she womb-red sometimes,
dtiriui- those days in which her an:ij
was airotiiing ever the reincurnat ion
of Mr. s heroine, why the keen
gray eyes followed her every ti ovetm-nt
vi closely, and why for hours Mrs.
llewey would keep Iier talking uKiut a
thousand r-.mantic things which had
never lcfore leeu disoussed U-tnrrn
them.
At h-nsrth the story was completed,
and . ne evening, when Yida had gone
to siuiriu,r school. Mrs. iMwev read it.
w ith palpitating eagerness, to her hus
band. "".lane!" cried Mr. IK-wey. w lu-u li!s
wife's voice had died tremulously awav
upon the last s liable of the reproduc
tion, "your woman's intuit ion has made
you al-solutely ciarvovant! Why. you
have reproduced the storv so faithfully
that I could have said, did 1 Hot 1. iioxv
the circumstances, that you had found
and were r-aditi the original manu
script!"' Mr. Dewey was so fluted, so
rejoiced, tlialhe lia.k hiswiTe in his
arms aud lu gged her: an iui.u!-.c ac
tion which called up ivmini -icticcs
that were euough iu themselves to eota-M-nsate
her for all the pangs of author
ship. It was a daring thing to do perhaps
not altogether ethically excusable: but
Payson Dewey, instead of send in? the
reproduction to the auilu r of "Ail in a
Nutshell." reported favorably u.on the
story to the assistant editor of the Mid
land, who. in the absouce- of his chief
ui. ti a summer vacation trip. r.al ti e
manuscript new to him liked it also,
and passed it on to Ik put iu type. 1 bet
the perfidious Mr. Dewe-y wrote to the
author that his lost manuscript had
beeu discovered, accepted, and would
appear in due time in the Midland
Magazine
It w as Xovemler t-fore the story ap-p-are-d.
'Ihe author read it, as he
habitually read his oven productions,
with entire satisfaction aud a degree
of plcaiuie quite consonant with au
after-dinner cigar.
Indeed. "All in a Nutshell" proved
to le more gratifying to him than lie
had expected. "Marion is exquisitely
sketched," he said to himself. "1 knew
while I was writing the story that
without distinct purose, iw-rhnps I
was painting my ideal of maidenhood
the uirl 1 should like to marry, if I
could ever find her Gad!" he ex
claimed, running down the page, "what
a touch that is! It really doesn't ms-iu
possible that I could have put it quite
so neatly and to the manner l..rn,"
w ith my merely theoretical knowledge
of women."
A second reading of the story plunged
the famous young man into a still
more skeptical admiration of himself.
"What a lucky thing it was that the
iiiiu Dewey K-rsevered until he found
the hist manuscript," he e-ricd. "This
is really Ihe Ik's I thiug I ever did liii
pictureof Marion. Confound it. though!
did 1 do it? I coul.ln't have known
some of these things about girls unless
1 dreamed them. However, I'll settle
it I'll find that first draft, if it's under
this roof. I am l-.un.i to know w hefti
er I really do know what I teem to
know about women or not!"
Alut a week fter the appearance
of "All in a Nutshell'" in the Midland
Magazine, Payson Dewey received this
note from the author of "All iu a Nut
shell": Mv Hr.tB Ma Pewit-I h:ive found th
original draft of "All in a Nutfthcil." auil liav
Inz comparv.l It with the story as it ai i-ar-! iu
the November Mld;an i, find that tin-two re
ftenjhic each other al-mt us rlov.ii a- i an-r
nowsbirin m a theater ri-s-ii.t.i-s J-:utTs..u's
Immortal pirturo of a winter n.,-ht. vh.- i r
ri-i-rodured my fl.ry has done it ii:b a cu-ii r
haud. and I cou-ratuia-e myself and -mi, uti
kuou n Colialairalor. Now 1 Uiu tnal l!- d.
tinca'orof tl.e improved Mariim h-.d a ijioM',
br thin.', l ropinguitoi.s nsi 1 for the ..i ly
piclurc. auu 1 f-uud ttr-rive j, ou tl-e tr aci, rv
ot .Lu!i ou haw ln?i u u:lfy. t.n?y en t- con
dition tuiit you tell me wfco rewrote '-.Ml in a
XutshilL," and who furnished the f.rTraii .f
M iriou. I aiii iaear:i-sL lfyoutio u..t uiaL-j
a i Ivan breast of il. I will hol l you liable !..r
&11 Ihe penalties ai.d rv-irihulions of literary
forery. Yours expectantly.
"I declare! Who would have thought
it," exclaimed Mrs. Dewey, when eight
mouths later the famous young story
writer had askisl an 1 received K-rmis-sion
t wed Mr. Dewey's lovelv iiic--o
and ward. "Yida is so happy. t-K
and so t-urinus t-i know how it all cam-
alamt! It seems she never read my
story in the Midland, or erhaps she
might have gness-d."
"Your story?" cried Mr. Payson.
"Certainly," replied hi- wife. -om-plaecntly.
"Ilocs the pearl still (K-l uig
to the oyster w hen aniy-r wmelxaiy
has fouatd it and polished it Into a
gem?" James i;uckhatu, in Spriuglield
(Mass.) Republican.
FROM MANY SOURCES.
Akvku ans are the l-st pi'-nmen in
the world, and the British come next.
Wii.lt tobacco, said to Ik- equal to
the real Havana, has l-ccii found grow
ing iu Texas.
Is proMrtion to the-ir size spiders
are scve-u times stronger than lions.
A Vanm.k's exjK-ctatiou of life, is
generally greater than aGeruiau'sor
an Englishman's.
Thk part ef the human IhkIj- least
susceptible to touch is U-tweeu the
shoulder blades just over the spine.
A KikiT of cassava that measures
seven feet in length and a sweat pota
to twenty inches in circumference are
two products from the farm of 11. A.
Lusk, near St- Andrew's Bay, 11a.