nA ERR EI IITA RIERA - KNITTING, oo —- A Face, ag port's visions fale, A droping head with wealth of hale, Golden a8 Summer's sun: Two knitting needle long and bright, Two havds that wield them small and white; Low, murmured words «what do they mean, Those sounds so «oft and sibylling? “Pear! one—Knit two-make one.” In admiration dumb 1 sit, Fair Morgaret. and wateh thee knit I am most awfully hard hit; Mv business thou ht done! I dare not Kueel at these small feet And tell thee how | love thee, sweet: For ahi! no kind words ever greet My ears—those red Hops just repeat, “Pearl one—kuit two—make one.’” 1 mused upon that mys*ie phrase Through res less nights snd heavy days, Until at length, with sudden biaze, Its meant ‘ hone: I seek my Margare t—1 hea i herd 1 press spered “Yes +, and there {1 namesaRes fale, I place, and ory with joyous ar, * Tis thus that | ‘pearl’ oe” Ear her a finger vy of het it “Thy knitting incantation, love, y 1 erst my oft did move, heey most true will prove— h WAIL Soon shall 1 ela'm that little hand. Soon at the attar shall we stand, The Church her blessing give us, and By ‘knitting two—make one!’ wonde -~X. G. Aa SA AIST FOOD FOR THOUGHT. It does not take so much to be con- tent: d. i i i busy man. both sides, sxistence. Employment and hardships prevent melanci oly. and a slow enemy. The successfnl rival is always a con- temptible campy. the greatest destroyer, Laziness travels soslowly that poverty soon uvertakes him 1101 A m:n cannot be tru'y eloquent if he Enows not how to liste Tact can ard talent Confid io wu aff le while gor as de vo lo not tell then Great wo strength, but The n and main ¥ os ALINLY wha sake of 3 WOVE Or do [or tha of 3 from pipe of fe r is vicke ww the § Common Mn ense, Character gives splend to and awe and hairs, vouth, to wrinkled skin gIAY The more one endeavors to sound the depths of his ignorince, the deeper the chasm appears, A man’s real possession is his memory. In nothine els» is he rich, nothing else :8 he poor. ir il If a man could gain the whole earth would begin to shrink as soon as he had possession. Don't worry your brain about the man in the moon, but study the man io VOUr own overcoat, Women are all but there never was one yet who didn’t love to be culled one. A man may have brains and yet not make a hit; ¥ ut he can’t roake a hit un- less be has 1 he brains, not enquettes, that lives; 1t is bound to erop out if yon know lum too well. dor is the ease with which mada to fit our neighbors, it may they have behaved badly. others twice as much as we speak, complexioned thing in the world, When a woman wants anything out of the house she it A man usually boots it. There i4 in this world a great deal of dignity and nothing olse, “Straws tell how the wind blows," but a man doesn’t realize it until he be- gins to wear straw hats, Look out for those folks who are fa. miliar on short notice, they are like hornets—they mean to sting. There are but ‘ew men who ean in fluence others by precept, but there are nore who cannot do it by nxam; le, The only sans ble time £) be happy is now. The great bulk of humanity are going to be happy week after nexi. Alwaze do or a » pret alors you, you will bs doing the w several mer, THE WEAVE KN, I stood in the room of a weave: . Then watching the shuttles fy, And the colors as thay blended, Like a rainbow in the sky. His eyes were fixed on the pattern, As he wrought the figure fine, 8o wonderful in its beauty, So marvelous in design, How earnestly he is looking; He turns not to gaze away From the figure he is weaving, Or tho shuttles in their play, He knows if a thr Ora color be misplare i, It would mar the costly fan And could never be effaced. d is broken, im he I watched, and watched, nor grew weary And theso thoughts came to my miad; That we, all of us, are weavers, And Cod has mads the design; Has drawn a beautiful pattern, For us to work by each day; Is helping us with the shuttles, Is guiding them in their play, But there oftentimes come moments When we tire, and listless stand; Grow forgetful or the pattern, And seek not the helping hand, Only a moment we turn back, Then cry out with grief and pain, “0, Father! seo the brokeyg threads We cannot make whole again ® When our weaving is all finished, And our looms stand idly by; When our work, its imperfection, Is seen by the Master's eye, May we hear those words, rejoicing: “Though many threads are riven, And mars and stains thy fabric bears, For these, thou art forgiven ” ~ Home Magarine, COUSIN CASSANDRA. BY MELEN FORUEAT GRAVES, The March winds were blowing thet trumpe March ts down Bhegauk Valley, as only winds know how to blow, and the : oh 1 A ie lay over ¢ ind there in “Thoug “That } tore,” n ht wh 1e'd gone into Lewis iba added Cassandra “The younn 1 dread i sug fellers they're al partial to Lew’s store sence they put ia the billiard ne! dear me! I do wouder Dear m % world it comin’ to!” The red m Patty Grecr's cliceks wa "1 Gf don't sce what harm it 1s." she + torted, “if be has stopped ia for a mia- tte " “1 do!" sald Miss Cans inde. it HAiny 1y thing but a dissipated young man!” : “He isn't dissipated!” eried Patty. “Well, p'rlaps he ain't,” said Cassan. re 1 hope so. 1d induce ain't nothin’ wou me to marry 8 yt Patty, viodictively, as she folded the tablecloth in a series of jerks and put if into the closer. never been tempted in that way!" said room wid had a good cry. Cousin Cassy is the most spiteful ereature I ever kiew! might have ¢ome here to-night, knew I was expecting him." When her eyés were dried at Tast and Patty came down stairs, But the wistful glance she east into the room was uorewarded. No one was there but her ‘mother, piecing patch. work. on ‘oue side of the chimney corner, aod Cousin Cassandra, koittiug a pre. posteronsly long stocking of blue yard, on the other. And the subject of conversation had apparently remained unaltered for Cousin Cassandra was still hammering away on Lewis Hibbard aqd the new billiard tables, “It's what I call a soato for souls?” groaned she. “Them. balls I ' about and the doors always opened wide, . » » a-cliekin I allays Aid despise Lew Hibbard —a lazy, ehiftloss erectur’, like all the Hib. They do say he droav his second only lived two viar, oul of pure Parson it lhe wonien Shegauk would oaly take a st ind—Oh, Patty, is.that sou? Well, I've put the dried apples in soak for the bards afore him! his first wife into lier grave, und Pooley he says, grit, o' 3ass to-morrow, and the meat is ready to chop for mihee pies.” Patty had seated herself at the and listlessly taken up a book si] don't want to chop meat to-nicht, said she. just'as well.” 3 I “Disapp inte whispered Miss Cass i I who was slichtly deif. “Sort 'o cal. night. Wal, mebbo it's just place.” Patty could bave murdered Uousin Cassnndra. She jumped up and went to the door to let the cat in. “Why, Arad!” exclaimed, pussy darted tall peared in the background. she as in, and a figure ap. Cousin Cassandra opened the inner door and craned her neck forward. “Well, 1 arfer all, ain't it? 1h never!” said she, ‘It's you, We sort o' reckoned, me and Patty, that you'd found your way into that new store o' Lew Hibbard's.” “1 did stop in there,” said Ared, cool Iy. Miss Cassy shook her head. “I knew it." 3 Did I do rigati” “Well,” sald Mrs. Greer, tenderly fo. folding Patty with her loving arms, iit's just the answer [should have made your father, Patty, when we kept tom. i And your Cousin Cassandra’ “Oh, let own business!” kaow. ’ paoy; that's all Ler 1 ind said Patty, coloring Causin Cassandra mine Oring up. Fil . dite fy GIN “She always was a medding, pr acrecable old maid, and I thick she “a grows worse every yoar heard the news ith Miss Cassandra {sreer engagement Ww an ominous hake of the head, “It's a dreadful resky thing,” said the. “I woulda't run the chance, that I know!" Patty had it on the tip ol her toni to retort that it was extremely unlikely she would be called upon to hesard eux such danger, but she thought hotter of it, aod dida't, She was so happy that she could ats ford to Le maguanimous! “Me and Mere. Squire Radder and Miss Betsey Hall and some other of the church Indies,” snid Mies Cassy, *‘wo'te gwing to try an.l get that place of Lewis Hib. bard ashat up! And I don’t think none | thu more of Arad Temple for his goin’ there so mnuch: But law! Patty's com. pletely infatuated with him, and there's | uo use talking’ to her "bout it!” i “Patty,” said young Templo to his | fancee, the week before the wedding, “you have trusted me, and yeu've done tight. But I don't like tu see the troubled look on your face whenover that old meddler gives tongue on the subject of Hiblburd’s store. 1 have Leen there » good deal lately, Lut I've never speut & cent, 1've boon carning money iustead, at my trade, putting up a new bara and line of sheds at the rear—and (het was iny business there! Dut I woulda’t please Cousin Caxsy so much ns to tell her that, [Isn't it strauge that people can't mind their own business?” “Oh,” said Patty, lavghin "Ww Fe “Cousin Cassandra fever could Patty was sewing the last fléurette of white ribbon on the unpretending wed- of Cassandra snowy albatross, whey rather flyr. ding Miss ried, “White may do very well for you,” she said; ‘but for a woman o' my years, gown came io, I sort o’ think dove calor would be more think dress {or How many ris d'vo Yn it would take, Patty, for a nied"! The girl opened her eves very wide, fh a} 1 said slic, “are 1m r gave a spasmodic eleele, I gigs 1 al ’ hi “Why, yos,” she, I am.’ “To Parson Pooley?” gasped Patt Miss Cassandra shor “Ho's bio wouldn't hey him! ir Hh $s oa yk her head, ited,” sald too sho, “La', wo! He's Job's urkey, “Who is it, then?" “He'sa ge od, well-to-do widower, snd Cag two wives will know how to fake care of poorer’n mda; “snd a man that has buried a third: and in his business he needs a stirrin’, active hel ate.” “Rut yo Cousin Cassy Hain't 1? pered Miss ward?” pm su haven't told persisted me who it is, Patte be! it's Lewis 11 gim A Spanish Le ry “ spend, of the } i condemnati to the sac found evervthing marvellon in its piace, and when they went to tl found the « evil they forgave the erring } column and i t : brother ous flog. tind, 2 and administered ging to the not only “a but a better : paint the Virgi a tremens devil. The monk became better man,” able to beauti- appalingly Was now n more serenely ful, the arch-enemsy ugly than ever, more Bound for a Bang. Two Mi higan St girls es the i thirty miles across country, beguing went. They had a money, but they couldn't waste it on food ; they cherished in their maiden breasts a pure and lofty ideal, which the pangs of mere physical saflering were powerless to remove. Saturday night they arrived at a village, and trembling wtih eagerness at the spective realization of their hopes they took the 50 cents, which was their all, atid went to the barber and got their food ax th ev sp ——— os AI I Ss A Unlucky, Yet Lucky. While 8 French girl was plaving afternoon, in a Lake Village (N. H.) tenement-honse, the building was struck by lightning, and, as the story goes, the rope was destroyed by the aninjured. A month ago, it is added, the same girl was struck and thrown into a ditch by the locomotive of an sxpress train, but was not hurt. Tun heart will commonly govern the head, and 1t is certain that any passion, set the wrong way, will i ~ TOREST GIANTS. California's Majestic Redwood Trees in Danger. ————— From Utter Destruction. that the Washington js at Inst taking steps to preserve the glant red woods of California, which are fa. mous tho world over as the greatest in existences. Theso majestic Itis gratifying to learn co at that dons to them. they are bee ing killed off by tho mountain fires something were Mmve In the first place, which are very frequent on the slopes of the Sierra Ncvadas, and are duc to the carelossnoss of sheep herders who who lead flocks far up the mountain's sides. In fact, there are few of the giant trees of California which aro There are nleo sawmills building in the neighborhood of some of these groves of giant trees, and, strawge as it may scorn, they have not the slightest com- puuction about destroving them, al- thongh many of (he larger trees are, of course, difficult for them to handle, and this fact has helped to keep then from destruction, In the Visalia district there are seve eral groves of gnormons the largest of which Is 106 feot in circum Thesn pressive on asec trees, fercnce, rests are vi ry ime int ATih of tho grand trees thryriord githonugin they contain, and, was withdrawn from public years ago, a colony theorists, who wo sirating the practicabll ideas have sot and it is said some of the There 18 a § fornia t} frees 1 ial all on the $ -* Serra ON from seit rove With ses of the greatest ia. The Ge 1 Land Office has entered thors Quy! of trees wihdeh still exist, ar $10 com, | 1 enriosit] Hera the in iy upon the work saving 1 there every prospect that the varions canses which have been depleting their num- ber will be removed and that the trees will still be for deendes » source of groat interest to the tourist » » - w [Now Yar Sun. many THE JU TRIBE, The Ju people are a tribe of Miao. tsy, who dwell among the long range of the Nan Ling Mountains, in the north-west corner of Kwangtong. They are a remarkable people, na'i- barbarie, quarrelsome, and supersti- go long periods of hunger is most ex- Many of them live in huts builts on the branches of trees, an altitude of 600 feet. The Chinese TR ERE eg HORSE NOTES, Nelson 2,10 has been sent home te Maine, Hal Pointer will be wintered at Vil. ~%tambou!, 2.11, will make no fur- : i : count for. Our iliustration-—which 18 from a photograph by Mr, Andrew Beattie, of Canton, China —ropresents husband and wife in native dress, the wearing an elaborate Read. i { { and religions observances, they differ the Chinese. They peither shave the hair nor wear the pens. Both men and women wear r hair braided in a tuft on the top of the head. Their garments are the first part of wisdom is to watoh the flections. ! : i stro 1 ~Three stallions have tret'ed in 2.10 or better Allerton, 2 00}; Nelson, 2,10, Palo Alto, 2.10, ~The dam of the pacer Scioto 2.154, is now on in foal to the Freq Arthur 2 13%. - A, H, Moure has lost by death the bay colt weanling by Willlam I.., dam " by Mambrino Doy. J irl, pacer, will 4 mie save he trot n 2.05. give «+ § Bonner ny over £50 0 t) sev any a regulation track Horse Del is —Creorge Ingraham, who owns march 2.11 driver, and peri Jly pea :, HAD wuld rulyz 4d, ~The ex raordinary statement is mule that the new Columbia {Tenn.) Kite-brack 1s down-hlll all the way —8ir Walter, Jr., was awarded the blue ribbon as the handsomest trotting stallion ; t the Boston horse show, — Wiliam Nichomson will win‘er Delaware Dov, 2.184, and Biue Light, by a son of Hambiewnian, at Belmont course, 2.18 the Mon- ~Raiph Wilkes, with a mile in at Ind. pendence recently equaled 2-year-old record of Sunol and UALS, ~—Jgudge P, P, Johnston has decided to rerign his positi nas Presidest of the Kentucky Trotting Horse Breeders’ A0cia ion. -~ In Fonse, by King Alfonso, Apple gate & McMeockin got a cheap sta tion, ug Mrs Goodlos $10.000 for Hn recently, they pay im Forbes iv nen that r. Forbes pa.d for i reesei bee year's r, Big Crow, have Black and Crow — The Pe'mont matines races ne cently were decided In a gule wind and a dash of snow. Theday was a most fortunate selection, since the day previous was warm and the day siter was much less uncomtortable. —B, J. Treacy, the popular Kentocky hors: man, sends the Philadelphia Reo. ord a copy of his Ashland Park *toek Farm Catalogue for 1581. Ash and Park 1s located at Lexiugion, Ky., and the catalogue can be had (without stamps) on appheation, ~The Duke of Beaufort’s entries in Columbian Exposition Year's Awe.l- can Derby are: St. Jude, bay colt, by St. Simon—Palmula; Son of a Gun, bay colt, by Pe.ronel 1thona, and Sira- ithrose, brown coll, by Highland Chief —{Jueen of the Roses, ~The ¢ reat mare Zoe B,, 2.17} the fastest of the produce ol Biue Bail, will be sent from Burope to Independence, 2,008, the stall.on king. She was bought some years ago for $10,000, to go to Europe, and has been successfully campaigned there ever since, Tobe Broderick and his team of trotiing mules hooked to a natural cak wagon have bacome a familiar sight on the drive to the track at Chicago, Tobe has trained the little ‘“‘rabbits®’ to irot squarely, and they are capable of surprising speed. «=Direct three heats in 2.00, 2 08 and 2.08} over the new Columbia (Tenn) kite track eclipses all previous hare ness, performances, His second heat (2,08) is now the fastest ina race to parness, and the three are the fastest consecutive heats ever paced. Direct is the king of pacers from every staud- point, ~ “Dod” Irwin drove the team Bay Thornwood and Hattie H. a mile In 2.98}, torosd wagon over Delmont traces recently, It was the first time they were hitched together, Thorne wood’s record 1s 2 81 and tattle H.'s 2.84}. After thelperiormance Mr, Robert i of Wayne, purchased Hattie «Rollo reduced the yearling pacing record to 2.28} over the Independence kite track recently. of it | 5 ng trotting record is 2.205, R Jie by Je Eddy. 2.168, dum Urey Bn ¥ bY Mam ino Patchen; sec od : Dillard, third 4 by
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