BLUE EYES AND BLACK EXES, Two miracles are thy blue eyes, Haughty or tender; Robbing our Andalusian skies Of half their splendor, Celestial eyes of heaven's own hue, Twin thrones of glory, ‘Whose glances on every day subdue New Territory Blue were the waters and the skies Of happy Elden. And blue should be a Christian's eyes Matron or maiden. By heaven those peerless orbs of blue To thee were given; And all the mischief they can do Is kuown in heaven. Two saints the blue eyes seem to be That wrought my ruin; Whocould have thought that saints could be A soul's undoing? Black eyes are truer, still, I ween, Than any other; Dark were the eyes of Eden's queen And Mary Mother. The holy ones of sacred lore All dark and painted; Each radiant prophetess of yore And maiden sainted, Blue eyes are co'd as polished steel, For all their splendor, While thine a lambent flame conceal, S80 warm and tender, Dearer thine olive hue and eyes Of raven brightness, Than all the azure of the skies And lily’s whiteness, Thine eyebrows are a Moorish grove, ‘Whence issuing fleetly Two-minded arches lightly rove, Wounding so sweetly. But when their victims bleeding lie, Faintly appealing. : Two tender blackamoors draw nigh With balm of healing. A TRUANT EPISODE- She walked leisurely along Sixteenth street in Ban Francisco one morning last May, a very stately looking old lady, with silvery carls about her face, of goodies, with which to gladden the little folks,” remarked one. ‘‘More probably their great-grand-children,” quoth the one addressed; and both turned to follow with their eyes the aged and benevolent couple, Passing tasteful homes surrounded with large grounds and a wealth of flowers, they came to smaller houses, whence issued the sourd of childish prattle, with now and then an aristo. cratic pioneer, raising its three-storted walls haughtily above its humble neighbors, Leaving these far behind, they reached at last a point where the street narrowed into a single wagon. road, which disappeared over a small eminence beyond, Toiling np this rise they found themselves in a broad, de- pressed tract, sloping down to a small marsh on the west, and securely cut off «from observation save from distant houses on the hil beyond. “Isn't it lovely?” cried the old lady mn an ecstasy of delight. Her companion looked somewhat con- temptuously about the barren ground on which they stood, and at the geese waddling through the mud flat below. “Not much chance to scrape a living here,” he responded, ‘unless I might perhaps fetch one of those ganders with a stone,” “Surely you wouldn't do anything so ornel,” she cred, grasping his arm and shaking it. With = sullen grace he loosed his hold upon the stone he had picked up. “Let's begin eating,” ho said, eager- ly “That wonldn't be nice at all. We must fix our house first, and our tables and our dishes.” { “Fadge! Where are you going to get all those things?” She looked up at him triumphantly, and, opening her reticule, drew forth a number of odd bits of broken crockery and glassware she had slyly picked up | from time to time as through the streets. “Aren't they beautiful. See this pretty flowered china, and this with a i they wandered | Upon her her head she wore a widow's cap, shaped like a coronet, and her full | black dress fell in soft folds about her, | An old gentleman, bowed and decrepit, his bald head covered with a black | skull cap, watched her with deep inter- | est as she approached, from his post on | the steps of the Sixteenth street mar- | ket. Chanecing to lock up, she csught his eve. A singular understanding seemed to be at or 1blished between them, | He beck her mysteriously, and usly about to see | that he w t observed, bent down and whispered confidentially in her ear: “Sav dos The old “Like Ag Aroun paper cealed be 6] 0 t. “Ever seo ¢ 1 like peanuts?’ £ eyes beamed. I just love them,” 3} auap rehensive glance ight to view a huge | he his cont, he said, trinmphantly, | 1y in your life?” little ery of delight, {iid you get them?” so load, Bome He had lowered isper again. “The some meat for din. cents. And I spent "t Bp ak 1s, his own + y 10 a wi folks sent m ner, Seventy-five it all for peanut He laug ieefully over the embez. zlement, old lady gave vent to a funny bubble of laughter, The sound of her merriment seemed to reassure him, dispelling any latent suspicious he may have cherished concerning ber good faith, ““There are some hills over there,” waving his long, thin hand toward the north— “whore we could go and eat them, {i no one would cateh us” She looked at him gratefully, “‘That would be splendid,” she assented, For some moments they strolled along in silence, then he broke the silence, “I once a capital book—il 1 could only remember the name, I have it— ‘Crusoe,’ ‘Robinson Crusoe" “precisely what I was thinking about,” interrupted his companion pen- | sively. *‘I could be Robinson Crusoe | and you coulda bs my man Friday.” “Pho! That wouldn't do at all | You'd make a pretty Orusoe! 1 will be Crusoe and you sbhali be my man Fri- | day.” The old lady, who did not seem to be | of a combative turn, relapsed into a hurt silence. As they passed a little | fruit stand on Folsom street her face | brightened, “We ought to have something else,” | she suggested, “We would’ grow tired | of nuts,” Her comrade looked gloomy, “Wish I had thought of that. Haven't got | another cent,” he added, plaintively, | “Oh, I have plenty of change, 1I| always carry my purse in my reticule,” | the old lady remarked, and from the | depths of the large embroidered bag | which hung upon her arm she drew | forth a little beaded purse, within | whose glittering weshes the gleam of | silver conld be discerned, “Give me 10 cents worth of oranges, 10 ceuts worth of grapes, and a dollars’ worth of peppermint drops,” she said, | smilingly, to the young fellow who | came torward to wait upon her. The boy made up the packages with a re- pressed chuckle, and looked curiously at the coins she tendered in payment, the most recent of which bore the date of twenly years before, The old couple left the store and wandered off in the direction of l'win Peaks, which loomed before them in the distance. They had not gone many blocks before the old lady exhibited of weariness, “It is so far to the hills,” she mur. mured. ‘There is a place,” pointing toward the east, “where there are no b Why not go there instead?” “That's always the way with girls, They never stick to amything.” He darted a keen look of suspicion upon her, ‘Perhaps you think 1’'m not capa- ble of taking osre of myself? Aight got run over, or lost, or something of kind?" “No, indeed,” returned the placidly, ah raed the Jor rot i ile #1 i | i gilt stripe across,” ““Humgh! That's not so bad,” he commented, with anfiair of mild appro- val. “Now, be a good boy and make me a little cupboard,” she urged, *‘while 1 am getting the dishes ready,” aud draw: ing from her pocket a snowy handker- hief she began to polish them vigo- ¥. rousl The old man strolled about and | found a few broken planks, which he d into shelves, separated from each other by fragu of brick aad st » As he completed his task his companion called out: “Do come her sek I have found fora table, pow, and build the ¢ aud soo what a sweet We'll house /ith tremulous eagerness they their comestibles. ten bits of glass and china we with disscoted oranges plucked from stem, ink and white pyramid of eandy nted the center and about it they sprays of wild lupine. ailowance of peanuts was at either end of the rock. The geutioman attacked the banquet he careless gust of a greedy boy, W the old lady ate in a dainty, fas. tidions way. They had not progressed far before she gave a littie shocked ex- L lamatic “Mercy! We haven't any napkins,’ ‘“(iiad of it! [ despise naj "' re vis-a-vis, She x1 her delicate air of won. Out ueape i the little § ome With w} i tie ’ reckl him with a ingat : #0 -my brother know wha. a smart Dear me, I am EOS hua, You don't for {i ’ y he is thirsty. The oid man rose with alaority, he said, is a little spring around here the water trickles from the “(ive me that broken cup,’ “There where rocks.” When be returned he wiped his lips surreptitiously, His companion detected the astion, “Did you drink first? How very rude?” She viewed him sternly, and | carefully wiped the edges of the cup | “It's nothing ” toa steaming oup of observed the old man, evasively. “Or a nice hot cup of tea, How I wish I had one,” she echoed, When they finished their repast the old lady rose a little unsteady, cramped froma her uncomfortable posture upon the ground. Bhe arranged the broken crockery upon the cupboard shelves, Then she turned with an energetic air: “We must hurry now and get our | house bmlt. “Did you ever make one?” | “It seems to me I did-—once,” said | the cid man, absently, ‘But it takes | timbers and boards and nails, and al saw.” i “Oh dear me!” Isughed the amiable | old lady. *‘Just hear him talk! Why, | 1 ean make the nicest house you ever That is the way we girls always do in the | schoolyard, Just lay them in rows for | walls, don’t you know?” Her aged companion busied himself industriously, bringing her bis of rocks, which ste formed into intersects ing chains upon the ground, with here aud there a break between, When they pansed to rest sho proudly designated the boundaries of the rlor, sitting. room, dining-room and kitchen, which she had constructed, ‘Now you oan go in the parlor and sit down, and I shall stay 1n the sitting. room and knit,” ahd she brought forth her work from the capacions retionle. “But there! How many times will 1 have to tell you not to walk over the walls, but come through the doors, There! You've gone out over the walls, sud now you are through a window, Ob, dear! oh, dear!” “Stuff and nonsense! What's the dif. ference?” retorted the old man, irasei- hy. nb Hah now, Go to ow y Will you, a silly girl ¥rm oot and A sillier play war,” he added, a bright thought striking him. “This is the battle of Bunker Ill You are the Tories, and here I coms with my eannon, Boom! Boom!” His gentle foe shuddered, “I never could play that, War is too dreadful,” she sald. “Poor little Jimmy Hale, such a pleasant-tempered, gay young lad he was. but they brought him back from the Mexican war with a bullet hole in his breast. Deary me how mixed up Iam, ‘hat wasn't Jimmie Hale, That was 0 brown-bearded, gallant man-—and Jimmie—why, Jimmie is a boy, and gave me the book the teacher gave him on last price day.” Bhesmiled mistily. ‘Well,”” said her companion, impa- tient of these reminiscences, *‘if war don't suit you, how would you like to have a game of mumblepeg?”’ “What?” Her ouriosity was aroused, and Mer voice expressed warm interest, “Mumblepeg.” He drew from his pocket an old jack-knife, very loose in the joints, and opened one of the blades, “First you place it across the palm of our hand and toss it up over—so!” he knife turned a somersanlt in the air, and the blade was deeply buried in the ground, He pulled it out with an air of triumph, ‘“Then you place it on the back of the hand and toss it up again.” The knife revolved anew in the air, but fell flat upon its side, ‘‘Whenever one misses it's the other's turn, But I'm just showing you now, you know. The one who beats gets all the marbles, Next time comes this,” sad holding the blade between his fin. ger and thumb, he essayed to give it a He hight of the injury, and en- : But his com- panion, greatly distressed, hurried him bathing the wound in the Little stream, about the hand, Standing there, she lurned, and look- ing off to the southeast, espied white “of \# i declare! There's a graveyard, us go and see it. I love grave. ards; don’t you?” cried the old lady, xcitedly. “Pooh! I 5 Don't care much about them, returned panied he direction rough the old man; but he accom. r as she set eagerly off in the of the cemetery. and stony ground they labored, ng through clayey embankments parrow ditches, Heaching 8g 3 they came at gth to the old mission church, quaint cient, with its rade Moorish tare and thick adobe walls, ey paused and gezad for a moment at the aged structure, before entering the decrepit gate whieh led to the bary- ing ground of the old mission, A policeman, who had been standing in the shadow of the chinreh and closely following their movements, drow fr m his pocket a copy of the afternoon paper, and re-read the following notices; A gentleman, residing at 1887 Howard street, has reported to the police that bis father, aged 52, and chil lish, left i early this forenoon oa an errand to the marker near by, and has not returned, Ioformation leading to the discovery of his whereabouts will be thankfully received. lady is also or 1euidence, 1 % i ' i since aged reported lost 703 Folsom street. tired in a plain black bombs. id carried in her hand an em- reticale, tied with black rib. ““Gaess I'll go across the street and central station.” toquizned the officer, M le the singular pair parsned their way along the tangled paths which intersected the old cemetery, A strange hush reigned throanghout the place, Here and there a startled bird flow from its nest, “We might play bide and seek among the suggested the old man, artiessly, The old lady looked at him severely, “You must be a very wicked boy to Lot us walk abont and spell the names and verses on the stones, and smell the flowers,” ro anwhi stones,’ companion, peevishly, ‘The names are long, What queer name, 1835. What year is this?" “Thirty-six, n't it” came the “Pahaw! year before, in." “Oh, don't talk dates, I never conld keep the absurd things in my head,” Let me see! with myrtle and pausies, have been a baby-—a sweet hittle baby, jut here are some naughty weeds that are trying to choke out the preity flowers,” She carefully uprooted the noxious intruders and bent forward to decipher the lettering upon the stone, started wildly, and looked around her, A low wail burst from her lips, In that moment the burden of the forgotten yoars descended upon her, Dropping upon her knees, she flung her arms Srotuctively over the tiny mound, laid her withered face among the blossoms, “My darling! Mother's precious!” she cried, *‘Gone so long from these empty arms, When will I see you again, my dearest?’ And she moaned aud sobbed in a tearless anguish, The voice of the old man, absently repeating some familiar words, fell upon ber ear: Aud God shall wipe away all tears from their oyes, and there be no more death, neither sorrow, nor orying, neither shail there be any more pain. The tears in a sudden shower bine eyes and over A FAIS heart. It is many a long year since I have seen them, The young and strong have little thought beyond the busy, active world, in which they live, But the heart of old age is buried nn the tomb, and the mind lives only in memo- ries of the past,” Her tone had passed from passionate protesting pain to the voice of one sunk in gentle reverie, She touched the small mound with a caressing hand: “My baby lies here,” she murmured, “my beautiful, dimpled, laughing baby, who would have been a strong man were he with me to-day on earth, Hare my two daughters were laid side by side, their fair fapus full of the promise of a noble womanhood, And there,” pointing to the long, grassy mound with the tall, white stone at its head, ‘they placed my husband's body, washed ashore from the wreck of the Vulcan twenty years ago. Ah, the grief was once so bitter, but time Las softened it, and I can look forward now to soon rejoining the dear hearts who are awaiting me.” The burden of the forgotten years had returned, but after the firs! shock had passed away the awakened memo- ries brought only peace and healing, effacing all knowledge of the days of weakness which had intervened. ~The old man sat with his chin resting in his hand. The look of vacancy had vanished from his face, and his eyes fastened upon the inscription on the tall, white stone, sought to arrest some clew which eluded the clouded jutel- leot, Bhe followed the direction of his eyes, ‘Yes, it was a worthy name, San Francisco never had a better citizen, honest and incorruptible,” “Ah, yes; I knew him well,” the old man responded, sadly, He remained absorbed in grave reflections for some moments, He Returniug to where he had left his eompanion, he presented and somewhat pompous air, in eurious contrast with his bowed shoulders and tottering steps, I doubt if you have recogniz am John A, Mareditl merly United States Benator, sald at John A. was deficient in a proper courtesy to the gentler se x, either in the days of , When he wielded the se of political power, reached the era of fe the world which once did his has forge n him" As they turned io go she cast one loving glance back toward the neg graves. At the gate he offered her hi rm with an of gentle breeding: she it, for her old feet bad not traveled so far for many a year, and she was faint and weary, The policeman who was idly leaning against a lamp-post outside, nodded in- telligently to a richly-dress who had jast alighted from a carri block away, and was approac breathless haste, Her om brightened as she poroeived fied, elderiy couple who were through the gate, “Well, Eliza?" said the calm interrogation. “Mother, mother! Y Of how we have worried about did you leaye us 80 and whe been? “Madam,” interrupted the tall tf Tied Meredith never be s tis " I or $ iti air re 8 oid « “We our departed friends, fatigued from her walk, call your carnage.” The officer anticipated his movement, As they stood waiting on the sidewalk the younger woman from one old face to the othet, with moist eyes and tremulous inquiry, The old man eaw her look and interpreted it aright. “Yes, my dear,” be replied. It sometimes pleases the hand of Time to weave mists about worn But m God's good time the light returns, never again to wane until replaced with the glorious beacon of have been mother 1s Allow i 5 $4 He looked i ——— DAI The Unknown Nerth. Gen, N. A, Miles, of Chicago, Allen of he had the that arrived ka explorations, having completed a North, which, in thewopinion of Gen. American continent since lLowis Clarke, and Livingston, Laeutenant Allen felt Sitka last Feb- Trimming Show. Windows, ——_— become a great feature in advertising, Each large establishment seeks to out. shine its neighbors in the display and artistle arrangement of goods in its windows, “The system of window decoration has grown up almostaltogether within and ‘within three or four years in the clothing houses,”’ said a leading mer- chant. *It is increasing constantly, end, Every establishment of any preten. sions employs a man especially to trim windows services of an individual who 18 not than that of window-trimmmer and who does the work for three or four differ- ent stores, Others have a salesman who is an artist in the business, His artistic capabilities demand a far higher salary than he could expect asa mere salesman. Very large shops hire pro- fessional trimmers who do nothing else but decorate the windows. They must be constantly studying and endeavoring and attractions to draw the public.” become fixed and are known by various names, There, for instance,’ pointing wash materials were drawn into a shape, a long fold *‘is called the ‘double loop.’ or it is nothing. Consequently due alone to the ingenuity of the trim- mer,” “How long does it take a man to trim a window?” “From four to ten hours accor y its elaboration. I have known, when windows were to be trimmed for some special occasion or season, of three men being f£ Ye s0T @ 4 “OG, Y BOOTS find 45354 wed- r £9: hamper Parents, hi { absolutely necessary to celebrate the marriage of their daughters at a greal expense posing Of eXPenss y defraying their marriage a family 1 or} we arougn IW ceiving the modest salary of thirty shillings a month, will spend a hun- secure the band of a The dearly And ceremonies, the needless parade of mu- alternative but to remain single all the There are many daughters in high- families in this posi. Lion. to destroy their female children at their until he reached the great Alaska range of mountains, These he crossed .on snow-ahoes to the head of the Tennah river—in itself a marvellous For 700 or 800 miles he followed the Tenuah until it emptied into the Takon, the great river of the north, to its mouth, a distance of 400 or 500 miles more. Upon the completion of his great journey Lieutenant Allen repaired to Fort Michael, on the Behr. ings, and returned on the steamer Cor. win, The exploration of the Tennah and Takon rivers has been the ambition of explorers long before Alaska came into the possession of the United States, but the Russians failed each time it was attempted, Since then several explo- rations by American officers have ended in failure until Jungng 1he army officers on the Pacific Coast the feat came to be considered well-nigh im ble. Lieu. tenant Allen’s compan Were n ser. an officer of the Corps, t and a with the Indians lg per. suaded to join rose 1s Da the It is related by Mrs. Meer Hason Ali, an English lady who married « Mo- hammedan gentleman in fifty years ago, that Nawab Asool ud Dowlah, hearing with borbr of the frequent occurrence of female infanti. cide amongst poor villagers, issued a proclamation to his subjects in Oude, commanding thew to desist from this barbarous eustom, and as an induce- ment to the wicked parents to preserve their female offspring alive, offered grants of land to every female as a marriage portion. Even in the present day the birth of a daughter casts a temporary gloom over a Muslim family, while the birth of a boy Is a season of rejoicing. Some say it is more honorable to have sons than daughters, but others bulieve that it 18 the expense and trouble of settlin the daughters which is the real cause this annatural feeling. ————— Laguon Draten: See h now, do peatly think Ae # fo dium me’ Advertising Agent: Good medium? Well, 1 don't want to boast, You oan the effects. But if is dosen't a big call for spirits we won't ask you to coutinng the ad, True sud False Locks. ! “Golden blonde tresses are no longer | in the ascendant, the preference fust {now being for the brunette. Several | ladies have already had their naturally fair hair darkened. Blonde hair has | never been a satisfactory possession for {a woman, Before it became the fashe | fon its ownership was considered a mis. | fortune, and no matter how fine and rich were its golden tints it was dubbed {1ed, No ssoner had caprice awarded it | the palm of style than no woman could show a yellow head without scattering the conviction broadcast that is wasthe result of bleaching. In point of fact," eaid the experienced hair-dresser, “‘there has never been the extensive | bleaching of hatr that many supposes. { Formerly those who had light hair i tried every experiment, except actual | dyeing, of darkening it. They washed { in black tea, put pomade on 1t and va- | rious other things. Blonde har shows | every streak of dust, and when satura~ | ted with oll, of course, readily acquires { a dingy hue, When ladies ceased to do | these thing and took to washing their | bair frequently and keeping it clean it | brought out all the light shades which { were previously hidden by nothing but dirt. Of late years blondes have had better and more vigorous hair than bru- nettles, for no other reason than that, as | its color causes it to reveal all the dirt | that settles upon it, they have kept it | cleaner, “The prineipal reason why more | women do not have healthy scalps and | bair is that their heads are not washed often enough, Every head should be | washed at least once a month, and it won't hurt one to do so twice or | three times a week. Some women, fastidious in « "1 actually don’t was] a year. The hair in the same manner as neil YY any | Yery uid be clednsed a piece of flan- Make a good soap suds; and put of ammonia if you like. his then rinse in clear water—for 1 a few drops ey van for- The 5 has af- Of [her- Anan 8 from ire by it now, iuman Hand i858 no he could zg, took elf ona They t wagon up gel rd 1318 { out, take CADOLS, and in the sight hen mace the » could com- and again arove ¢ O08 where Is ® nen stand them with 1 1 ok his seat on the log and four-horse team came nd the mule-whacker shared the if the others, ng his team out ight and joining the group of coat- mourners, Another {eam came ong, and the driver also concluded to | mingle with the audience, and gol has outfit off the grade, The Dutchman was on hand cool and collected, and when the stage came up he stopped it, compelled the four passengers to join the gang while | the driver, through the influence of a | shotgun, performed the arduous duty | of breaking open tho treasure box and | mail sacks, and wrapping up the con | tents in a nice package for the robber, | This thrilling performance fasted one | hour and a half, during which thirieen P men, sixteen horses and four vehicles | performod at the muzzie of the Dulch- »¥ ty 3 i puiil the ¢ £ ised HAe { man’s little sholgun, The lust act closed by ihe thirteen men being Yoaded into the stage and { started up the road with the admoni- tion that no one should look buck before the stage had traveled two miles, unless | he wanted to die. The orders were obeyed, and Smith got away with his plunder. In August of the same year, in the same locality, he stopped the same driver and again made him break open the treasure box. Language of Jewsnls, Garnet, constancy and fdelity m every engagement; amethyst, preventa- tive against passions; bloodstone, cours age, wisdom and firmness in affection; sapphire, frees from enchantment, des notes repentance; emerald, discovers false friends and ensures true lo agate, ensures long hfe, health prosperity; ruby, discovers poison, cor- roots evils resulting from mistaken
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