TUST FROM GEORGIA. —————— NEVER MIND! Never mind if it hails or snows— Never mind how the storm-wind blows: Jug what's best for you, God —He knows: Sr should you weep and sigh? Never mind when a world of woes Beats you down, with a thousand foes: Just what's best for you, God-—He knows Over you bends His sky ! Never mind when the black night throws Darkness over your life's last rose, Dead in its loveliness! God still knows: Why should you sit and weep? | Never mind! there is sweet repose With thedying day -at the twilight's close, And unto the valley —the one God knows Angels your steps shall keep! {Atlanta Constitution. THE EARLIER BIRD. BY CHARLES D. WILLARD, There were four men in the smoking compartment of a Pullman, in an overland train heading and the "40ers, of its fruits, of subject was reached, of the travelers fetched a sigh so long and one i began to gore me. Here werea lot of people who knew nothing of me, nor | of them. [I wasexpected to hunt them up, at a great expense of time and trouble, and deliver to them a letter apiece all around, after the fashion of a conscientious and impartial mail- man. But that was not all. These on my part, forattentions, based ona je-ne-sais-quoi relationship between the sender and the recipient. Being a sitive on the score of snubs, and I saw them looming up in unlimited num- bers throughout the whole situation. The Boston experience was liable to be repeated on a magnificent scale, quainted with several of my fellow passengers. One of them, a bright young New Yorker, by the name of Yelverton, seemed to take a special fancy to me, and we put in several hours conversing together. He had visited the coast before, and although dently a man who had had a good deal of experience in the world. Naturally, after our acquaintance had progressed ject uppermost in my mind, and told him all about the letters, I had hoped that he would something that would prove reassur- ing; on the contrary, he aggravated my woe. “Why, my dear fellow,” he said, him its cause. He returned no an- swer, Then one of them demanded to know whether he had ever experi- enced the famous hospitality of the Californians, and to this question he made the following strange reply: **Yes, by proxy.” others, burning with curiosity, sought him to make himself under- stood. This he did in the following tale : My first visit to the Golden State i | { I was an inexperienced young of about twenty-five. My home was in Cleveland, where my family had re- sided for many years. liver those epistles, you have my sym- pathy. Just now the very words ‘letter of introduction’ are, to the av- bull. They are a hospitable people, but their good nature has been so grossly imposed upon by the horde of imposters and mountebanks that has poured in since the building of the railroad, that itis no longer easy fora stranger to get into their good graces, The letter-of-introduction device has been worked until it is threadbare, and the man who offers to present one risks an immediate arrest from the police, and relatives several weeks before | set out. Presently I made a remark- able discovery. of these friends some acquaintance on the of the vigilance committee.’ “You frighten me,” I said: ‘“‘how- ever, as my letters are all genuine, and bear the names of many of the most people of Cleveland, 1 letter of introduction. friendship being the consideration, of that sort.” “Probably not,” “but you may coldly treated.” “Well, blast Y "lverton : to be rather said expect I ex- the letters!’ Your success things: the if you can. upon several eredit with stranger, —that is, his capacity for friendship —for another, and his opinion of you as a collector, fora third. transaction seems to me loose and irregular, and the risk fallsentirely on ts unfortunate bearer of the letter, going to destroy half the pleasure of my visit to the coast.”’ My annoyance seemed to afford Yel- verton no small amusement, and he recurred several times to the subject after I had allowed it to drop. It was a part of my plan to stop over in Denver about a week to visit some friends. Yelverton, also, made value. adjoining apartments in the same hotel. Once, when he hzp- pened to be in my room, I had occa- sion to look for something in my trunk, and I came upon the hated bundle of letters. “Here are doecu- the infernal remarked, those ft ing Loss Ing He picked it up, felt of its with the natural modesty of youth, | was seeking fo decline. held off the greater was their zeal in my behalf, andin several instances, | am confident, it resulted in my having | otherwise have been forgotten. What eould I do? Nobody ever heard of such a thing as declining a letter of intro duction—it would be equivalent to saying: ‘‘Idon’t want to meet your friend ; he may be good enough for you, but I have no use for him.”’ I accepted all that were offered and an expansive mass of gratitude. At last, when | was ready to start, the bundle of letters had grown so large thatit positively frightened me. Indeed, at times [ was half resolved to abandon the trip, solely on account of the premonition of evil that swept over me whenever [ contemplated that awful heap. ButI had now gone too far to back out, and, depositing the letters in one corner of my trunk, I took my departure. There was a crowd at the station to see me off, and the last thing I heard, as the train started, was a general cry of : ‘‘Be sure and present my letter to Of course’ the request was super. fluous—Ilike most things said at part- ings—{for the reason that I had already solemnly promised each one that I would deliver his letter, In the quiet solitude of the first day’s ride, 1 had nothing to do but think, and the bundle of letters pro- vided me with subject matter. They constituted a problem whose vexa- tious conditions drove me half dis. tracted. If I failed to deliver them—or to make at least an honest effort in be- half of each—I should break my promise to a number of people whose good opinion I held in high esteem. t would never do for me deliber- ately to admit on my return, that | had scorned to make acquaintance with their friends, or that I had been insensible to their kindness in giving me the letters, On the other hand, I doubted whether I could manufac. ture excuses delicate enough to go ~ around. Having been trained to truth from my boyhood, I lacked the imaginative power which is needed for artistic mendacity. In fact, 1 was likely to find myself in the same embarrassing situation that is said to have overcome the Father of his Country : 1 could not tell a le—that would get me out of the scrape. 80 I finally settled I* in my own mind that I must present all the letters » 1 “You are certainly in for it, my back on the table amid a pile of news- papers and magazines. Before his deporture, which took me promise that I would telegraph i i i i i might meet me on my arrival at the coast. I promised it unhesitatingly, for I was satisfied that his friendship slighted. Various circumstances which 1 need not detail lengthened my stay in Denver from a week to nearly a month, and in the course of that time troduction. When I was ready to depart, however, I thought of them with a sudden and intense pang of discomfort. I telegraphed to Yelverton, and pro- ceeded to pack my trunk. Just as [ was about to turn the key, it suddenly occurred to me that I had not noticed the bundle of letters in its customary place in the corner of the till. I opened the trunk and investigated. The letters were not to be found, either int till or elsewhere. Then I re- mem rival at the hotel I had taken them out to show to Yelverton, and had put them on the table. However, they were not there now. I made a thorough search of the room; the letters had plainly disap- peared. I went immediately to the clerk and told my story. Hesent for the head chambermaid. “Who takes care of Mr. Bonworthy's room?’” he asked. ‘ Maggie,” answered the head chambermaid; ‘but Clara had that room when he first came.’ '* I have lost a package of letters,” said I. The glances. “ Do you think they were stolen?” I asked ; “‘noonecould have any pos- sible objec tem"! “Oh, no,’ said the clerk. Then he asked me if the letters were valuable, * Neno,"" said; “not exactly." “Well, I'll tell you,” said the clerk, evidently mueh relieved: “we let that girl Clara go, because she had a reckless way of burning up things that she found lying around in the rooms. If you have made a thor- ough search and you are sure the let. ters are not there, the chances are they are destroyed,” I found it difficult to repress my It is to be two exchanged significant bermaid ever succeeded in explaining fusing to make a row when one was quite justifiable. I hastened back to room in a transport of glee. | removed, and I breathed again. | “What a blockhead 1 { on | lost Chance had supplied the excuse which imagination had been unable | to eonjure up. I continued my jour- gr has just secured his freedom. | Yelverton had advised me to stop over at torie cities of the state—and visit the | capitol and other points of interest. | adopted the suggestion. The train and I was driven right to a hotel, | I wrote my name on the register, and asked for a room for one day. The | clerk whirled the book around, glanced { at the names, and said : { Mr. Bonworthy ? Elliot of Cleveland?’ { “Well,” 1 said, with some dignity, | “ what did you imagine I wrote that name for-—amusement?’’ His tone and manner surprised and annoyed me. It was evident, how- ever, that my cool answer had discon- for his hand shook as he of the room his voice trem- Bonworthy penciled the number after my name, and bled when he called up the bell boy. Ten minutes later, just I was completing a hasty toilet, there was a knock at my door, and, in answer to a “come in,”’ the elerk entered followed by a tall, military-looking man. When the door was closed, the clerk motioned his hand toward me and nodded. “* What is it?" I asked. “* Do I understand,’’ said the mili- tary man, ‘‘that you acknowledge your name to be Elliot Bonworthy? Uf course [do what angrily. “Well, I like this { military man to the clerk grinned at me ‘*Say,’’ continued the milita “*have you any friends in this “*No,”” 1 said; introduction to several— The a loud laugh “That settles it, Bill,’ companion; “you had betier run him in. You ean take him down city on the afternoon train “What does all this mean?”’ claimed Bill as I answered some- ithe the nerve sai clerk and ry man, town? “1 had some letters of derisive clerk gave he said to his to the I ex his un f On a charge ol produced a pocket “It means that der arrest said he obtaining money under false pre. We know all about your letter-of-introduction scheme; it may have worked all right in Fra: but it doesn’t go here Now jest come along quietly, and there won't be any trouble; otherwise—' I glancel at the warrant There | was my name, “Elliot Bonworthy as plain as print I don't to remark that I was astonished and frightened. I had heard of men being mistaken for eriminals and put to t necessity of proving their own iden tity, but here was [| arrested my own name, in a place where | had supposed myself unknown. What {could I do—or say? [I asked a few i questions, and learned that the crime | that was charged had been committed in the city of San Francizco a week or two before. Of course, [ could | prove an alibi at the trial—but, in the meantime, what was to be keep out of jail? I accompanied Bill ‘“‘quietly,” { he had suggested—to the sheriff's { office, and we waited until the next train left for San Francisco, Bill proved to be an entertaining { companion. The first half of the trip | he did his best to convince me that | {ought to make a full confession to him of all my various erimes. He | promised to “‘stand in’ and get me joff with a light sentence. When he found this undertaking hopeless, he ! began to talk about the country, an- swering the questions which I. a | stranger to the scenes through which we were passing, very naturally asked. At length, however, as we were ovoss- | ing the ferry from Oakland, when I ex- pressed my satisfaction at beholding | the Golden Gate for the first time, he | turned on me, with a sheepish grin, and said : “You'd better let up. It won't dono good. Of course you know the place as { well as I do,and it's no use trying to fill i me full of prunes.” When we arrived in the city we went directly to the sheriff's office. * “We will take you to the jail later on,” said Bill, apologetically. The sheriff dispatched a messenger after some of the complaining witnes- ses, and then proceeded to interview me. [I told him my name and ex. plained that I was a tourist from Cleveland. He nodded his head and announced that the jig was up, and that I might as well confess, for they had a very good case against me. Presently two well-dressed men were ushered into the room. Bill ac- companied them. “This is the man,” said the sheriff, “He acknowledges it—at least the name." “He is not the man,’’ said one of the newcomers, emphatically. “He isn't?’ exclaimed the sheriff, and Bill made a hasty reference to the gions, oy infernal regi “No!” eried the gentleman. told you the fellow had a blonde mus- tache, blue eyes, was thick set and paper from YOu are tenses San CI800, eed he ' | middle.’ “Yelverton!” I exclaimed, springing up. ‘“That'soneof his names.” said the sheriff. He went name of Elliot Bonworthy and he had here with which he worked the What do you know about him.” “He stole those letters from me ot Denver,’ 1 said. Elliot Bonworthy?'' said one of the gentlemen, “I ean necessary,’’ I said. | profuse apologies, to which I paid | little attention, as I was anxious to learn of Yelverton and his performs- ances. “He arrived here | ago,” said one of the gentlemen, quaintance by means of these letters —your letters, it appears. They were to many of the finest people in the | city. So we took the man right in for he talked and acted like a perfect gentleman, Well, sir, 1 pose any man that city got more elegant treatment thar that fellow. Do you?’ he turning to his companion, who signle fied his entire agreement. “Go on,”’ 1 said, with groan. “The best private clubs were all received every Several men | an inward houses and the him and attention. open to possible know gave There wasn't him wine Suppers. a social event of importance to which he failed to have an invitation. He gave it out that he was things up fora syndicate of capitalists that thought of investing largely mines, Well the three weeks that he put in in city he had probably one of the larg- esl times that any man « ver enjoyed. And he wound the thing up by get- three or four sizing Cleveland in sir, I calculate that in this ting the names of good spurious drafts and business men on suddenly then View disappeared “That was when that 1 was comin: AS ell, observed conclusion, if § 03 speaker in have any mu bearing same name, [ would not advise you to present them, for you are liable to get arrested avery time you try one on I explained that Yelverton tured the entire pack ing witnesses then shook hands with me and departed. I imagine their ex- perience with Yelverton discouraged tl pitality improvement of our acquaintance deed, sides you is letters introduction hat The complain- wm from any rash tenders of hos for they did not suggest any I: it was a cool for 1 did not . $ . Fes +! castic flings on the Kiar fancy their sar subject of the let- tors "he next day the tained whole stor the letters, Yelverton end my arrest. The the brief but glorio Jus i proxy-—the spurious new spapers Cs. the «ft brie 1s career of Mr. Elliot Bon Worth v-—convines ¢ that tlemen | 1} foo Od i Iv md met at were quite right in enjoved a supper Kion= “ fetes, balls excur attent my 1 3 : senses fairly reeled guish ar 1 4 4 wionged to cheated out of it All this good time really me; I had partly through my i givings and partly through shrewdness and industry of this earlier bird Now been own stupid mis. thie then (concluded gentlemen tell what he knew of the hospitality of the Californians) you what I mean by saying that I received my welcome on the coast by proxy. — (Argonaut. A Strange Sunset. i | boys and girls see very queer sunsets, i You will notice now in our own State, | says the Indiana Farmer, that the sun at this season is very far to the south, | going over our heads at noontime it | seems to describe a circle near the { horizon. Farther north this is more | apparent, and at some seasons it does i not disappear from sight during the | entire twenty-four hours. A writer who visited the North Sea off Norway the past summer, writes: “Imagine yourself on a ship at an- chor, looking west or straight in front of you. There is a broad expanse of sea a little to your right hand, behind you will be the rugged coast, and to the left the long, narrow fiord between the islands and the mainland that the steamer has just traversed. You watch the sun as it slowly, slowly sets; the island and the coasts look a rich, dark purple, and the shadows cast by the ship's masts grow longer and longer, ‘After a bit, when the sun has set apparently twelve feet from the horie zon, it stops and seems to remain stationary for about twenty minutes: then the very sea gulls hide away, while the air all of a sudden becomes chilly. Each one has an awed, ex- pectant feeling, and surrounding the steamer broods a silence that may be felt. Soon the sun rises very slowly again, and the yellow clouds change with its uprising to even greater beauty, first to the palest primrose and then to a bluish pink. The sky, which was just now rose color, becomes gray, then pale emerald green, and astly blue. Rock after rock stands out, caught by the sun's bright rays: and the reign of day has begun once more." Wm Pascal often copied a composition six or Sighs times bafoww allowing it to be ted. 5 3 J JIESTS AND YARNS BY FUNNY MEN CF THE PRESS. i ———— RAS A AA BOMUTHING UNSNECESRARY, joctaw has ordered a has positively forbid- inl donteler- Cholly---1 fie compiete rest den me ey en Had Silenced Her--Unpariiament- ary--MHe Had Her, Ete., Ete. S | Tilly, BINCERERT Widow—1 want a stone f8r my hus. band's grave exaetly like the other he lot, Agent—But isn’t it a trifle small for one in t Widow—No thought a enough for his first plenty Life, sir! if Thomas like that wife, | for stone was good gress it's god enough i HAD SILENCED HER She—Oh, George that horrid Brooks girl out kiss me last night. He—That's all right. vihing I ans Detroit Fre= Press, SOW Ny She won S45 Kissed her, 100, ENTARY Pete—Well, foller Are } LO DOVeO pilin’ hi suitin Peripatet shall it be? Ww old Podeers for x wood bt rusive and in yard? or shall we down extra? | biquit His Swelle—] t the re do busin Come but » 5 dering Willie] rise to a p’int Ti . down spoke of washing his hands of order 1 Chap as has jest set claim that unparlis mentary. profesh Peripatetic taken } about 1 ranscript, HE HAD HI ILA Nv W. BR. M.-—Not so rapidly. BR. W. Yes W. BL. M.—You are mis- adame You start it in tl world at oat in ine 3 « : il be 30 he. W, A. “ir a man Oy i Is ana £ Ye LANAT Cars Of age eae ore she's 24 —/ New rk Press. [OX AHA kle had jus rye ria oe Marriage ancestry Moder: marked pt rimd ¥ i MAKES ie ft respect? i Hi int 1 binding com ation gilt-edged of work Democrat Wr Diece f:lolx SOT DISPOSED TO ORSTINATE. Bi difference, amount Employer—There is a of R250 between the money your books show to be on hand hand. sir Employe—I—I'm willing to difference to arbitration, — ago Tribune. vit the mit Chic FATE. Mamma-—Why, Rollie? Rollie—Why, because then Harper's Young People. TOMMY 8 AMIABLE RECREATIONS. His Mother—~What are you moping around the house for, Tommy? don’t you go over and play Charlie Pinafore? Tommy-'Cause I played with Charlie yesterday and I don’t 8 pose he's well enough, yet.—Chicago Record. with CHANGED HIS NAME WITH HIROFFENSE. * One of the local Justices of the Peace identified the prisoner at the bar as an old offender. Justice~=What is your name? Prisoner—Sam Jackson, “Three years ago, when you were up before me you said your name was John Smith.”’ “Yes, but that was on a different charge. "={ Texas Siftings. A ROMANTIC MOMENT, The Marquis Van Dickens (at the swellest ball in London)—Surely 1 have seen your beautiful face before, Miss Saintlouis, Miss Saintlonisg—More'n likely. Pa used it on #11 his patent medicine ads 28 ‘after taking.” IT TALKS, Prof. White~When did money first come into use? Brown—The exact date isn’t known, sir; but it was subsequent to the fail- ure of the Tower of Babel. Prof. White.~Indeed! How did you learn that? Brown — By inductive analysis, ar. Money talks, and everybody has its language, — aall to Fruth, Cynicus---Did have the charge vou for thi t ad viene a» AN ADDITION TO THE LASGUAGE, “Would you call Dexter a poet?” “No, sir: he 1 “A what? timinal. That's If a man who commits crimes why a man be a iB A rimatinl, ad * or un word of my OWI. who commits rhymes shouldn't riminal,” ={ Life. Wiis Teacher—W bry 4 school? HE W to Joy—The streets are so slippery | couldn't walk. Teacher] didn’t Boy—N-0, may find them so. You see, I 1 is ld ii greased my soles could slide Good News How are vou geliting along with Your music Very pe resolute girl, What do you mean? ™ 1 Ihe neighbors on asked the caller dl the lessons ? aceably reps have oy ed. half a mind to wrile a Tye Line poe All right abont thing maga~ to of nind seems ie enough 10: iat sort DEPRESRING INFLUENCE His Father—What are you crying yo] where it Tommy (weeping bitte read rly just b) sob almanick (#0 I to rain ( iy! "Oar in an it's o on the Jr ANGLOMANXIA, of flo 250 Yow» is perfectly lovely; re such a —What was it? said 1 compliment. ‘hol Jip———Nhe American, Fweddie—How troit Free Press delightful Ox I'd like to account What's Her ONT AO marry Mi: one that? i bank account.’ —{ Philadel EFFECTING A IN SAN Byers—W hat Vacs was vour idea in get- inated on your rheumatic | £1 Worse of pain. 1't make the arm hurt did alreadv.—{Chicago Tri- know I'd Wayside got a job? Lingering Luke—Wot ver Wayside Bill—Sweeping out aqus- riums.~{ Judge doin’? THE AN PROPER THI Hungry Higgins—Wot's rig} adays—t'ank you, or Weary would hit 1 ls a1] i rial SOs Journas Watkins- about UNDOUBTEDLY EXAGGERATED, Doctor told the evening that if I didn’t give up wear- ing fashionable bonnets I'd have neu- mamma other ralgian.’’ ‘And so vou're going back to the good old comfortable styles? Lena; if people only | make up their minds to it neuralgia guch an awful thing.’ —Judge. Nonsense v8 § ARTY § NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH. Were you discharged from your | last place?’ ‘Yes, sir.”’ What for? ”’ “Good behavior. ““ How's that! “* Well, sir, it took two years and | six months off my term.’ —{ Hallo. Water Propulsion. No plan yet proposed for subst!- | tuting jet boat propulsion for the screw or paddle wheels seems likely { to realize the efficiency needed in | such case. The chief reason assigned for this is that the power in a boat j or self-navigating ship is not applied | quite as on the locomotive; that is | the driving-wheels of an engine take hold of a fixed base, and thrust against it, or a series of such basis, all the while, but the mechani cal appliances used in propelling a vessel at sea act upon an extremely mobile mass—something that tends to slip, and does to sbme extent slip away from them. It is, in fact, only because the weight or inertia of the portion immediately in con- tact with the oar, paddle wheel, or screw, offers some resistance, that any headway is secured, and the larger the watery bulk acted upon, the more stable it will be and hence the more progress will be secured. On the other hand, an equal amount of power may be consumed in moving a little water a great distance astern and a large amount a small dis- tance; in the former case, however, the leverage being almost lost, while in the latter it is gely retained, consequently it is desirable to apply the power so as to strike broad sure faces rather slowly instead of small ones with great velocity. A minor consideration mentioned is that in the jet system, water has to be pumped into the moving vessel before it is ejected, and a certain amount of force must be consumed in giving to it in the interval the on which every other object inside the cra't has; this substracts from the amount f power available for — [New York Witness,
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