NEVER MIND IT. Never mind the weather, If it's wet or dry; Singing on together, — de springtime by an’ by! Never mind the weather, If it's hail or snow; Somewhere stars are shinin'— Somewhere roses grow, Never mind the weather, When the fire-flakes fall; Winter time's a comin’ Ice enough forall! Never mind the woather— World is mighty big: Keep up with the lightnin' — Let the thunder dance a jig’ Never mind the weather, Take the good an’ ill; Good Lord made it for vou, An’ He's runnin’ of it still! Atlanta Constitution, BY MARION V. DORSEY. » re 1, the Burt Ethel The Copleys we winter in Munie might go on to Hei pursue her : ood masters. There was another £00. Their income was not what it used to be, and having decided that in this German cit economical plan, the settling themselves the garet found the room ike. The spending =O nus reason, a sojourn was the Vere soon busy ¥ most ¥ house on linen=-Plata. to make and , books and y possible if home- same brie-a-brac were pl as they had been in the eo al 3 n Mount Vernon place, in far-away B timore, and it is the household gods after all, nat rec : ile us to the if~ evitable chan It was for her kept her father’ opened brass his which she mansio On ges. own room that she portrait, the un- hequeathed to and the musty alone found inter- 'X her in 1 KS gt boo I esting. Here everyt! the reflection The wine the tapestry gland by Sir ‘opley, the first Governor « ince of Ma- land. ie fireplace, immedi- Tor. i isl from ard { Cluny Of valance the gift maid of ret 8s name the mantel honor amed .s liters content to Jd her visior a lw aiway REO not te ce the livi I ent to an errant vene for the past. People invariably called Copley a distingt and yet her that ty pe usually wins this expression of admi- ration. She was i polished as one of r grandame Sevres teacups, but an analytical observer would find himself baffled by the resisting power that some- times shone in her soft. brown eyes and was indicated by her delicately firm chin. Her full, curved lips, | those of a bas-relief, would laughed to scorn the ides that she was ‘classifiable.’ She held herself to be something distinctly different from all other young women, in that she was self styled, progressive, con- servative, and that rara avis, a femi- n*ae antiquarian The months passed pleasantly and quickly while the Copleys were mak- ing acquaintance with the eity of cathedrals and palaces, and their daily mail left them nothing to com- plain of in their friends across the sen. Paul Harcourt, the good comrade of Margaret's childhood and girlhood, had begun by writing her letters filled with enthusiasm for the work be had planned to do as a scientific specialist at the John Hopkins Hos. pital, where he had already won dis- tinguished recognition for the sue- cessful operation of his advanced ideas in the department of clinics. He was intensely, eagerly modern, and held precedent in veneration only in so far as it gave the clearest | reasons for the infallibility of its why | and wherefore. As Margaret Cooley's absence | lengthened he no longer tried to re- | strain his pen froma gliding into per- | sonal allusions which should convey | ITE Ke Margaret : : 2 . Hshed NOKIng gird beauty was far from be- ing assertive ing which ¢ irag as ine, gile nnd 1 rer & ike have held dearer than fame, One day she had been many hours at the Pinacotheea, drinking in the beauties of Rafaelle, Rembrandt and Fra Bartolomeo, and threw herself, tired and aimless, upon the lounge in her mother's sitting room, and lay there in ca nu enjoyment of Ethel's skilfully er seuted fantasy, when her rosy cheeked maid brought in the letters, There were two for Margaret and several for her mother, who was re- turning calls, One from Paul,” she said to herself, with delightful anticipation, “and one from Bert,” with much less interest. close beside the couch a buneh of fragrunce which, with the music and the words of overmastering love on the written page, blended togetherin a soul subduing minor trio. “He loves me! he loves me! Oh. dream of my life!’ she eried, bury- ing her face upon her folded arms as if to hide from unseeing eyes its supreme exaltation. A new glory had come upon the earth, the glory that crowns but the one moment of hope’s fruition, She knew now that the rich prom- ise, all the possibilities of Paul Har- court's earnest, nobie manhood were hers to share and encourage. she knew now that and fame were less dear to her answering love. The Chopin fantasy rippled from [aintest sounds to silence. Presently Ethel came in and picked up the paper that came with their mail, Seanning it over she said sud- = Here something that It's about society. It offers a thousand dollars fors wine old records, Margaret, are you asleep?’ But Gracious! achievement him than on, is he historical HO ANSWer. ' said Ethel, tiptoeing thought would wake if any one mentioned she from the dead old record.” When her ing Margaret vas out of hear. herself on her the flowers laying them face, ''l1 don't the dead past ww, but about—about-~the ra- sister raised elbow and reached for she said flushed her o think about diant future!’ to mention from Bert unt for {i A 1 habit il after ur it should con sexts Bel orev { SIE ii ‘Ve or ear but read this one, Bert had been vers and it She complainin was had r all her own all how always been sending nim i did but 1 that we IWANCe, ang could do more: I har i IED she than a that be forthcom- would s aflame each ing sham ieart Dearest e upon her | and i remember what 1 OCeRL y Ww Li about ag Fer Py gret Ben She sat like one to whom the death had eved, dazed. sentence just read——wide Slowly the reality of i all, its borrible truthfulness, left its outward sign of her inward conflict. The letter fell from her trembling ingers to the floor, where it Jay with its flippant announcement of a great crime Haunting itself shamelessly, a crime whose consequences were sco brutally thrust upon her. She drew back the folds of her long clinging gown from contact with the miserable sheet, and pushing it from her with the toe of her slim arched slipper, stood looking down on it with no trace of pity about her oyes or mouth; only scorn unuttera- ble, “There is a mere peceadillo,” I suppose,” she said In a harsh, unnatural voice. A Copley! -—a Copley! Oh, my fathar, that a son of yours should have done this thing!"’ and she threw herself pros. trate before Copley’s unresponsive effigy. ‘Help me to keep disgrace from your dear. dear name. At any cost to me. Oh, my dear father, it shall be kept unsullied !”’ She lay there till tne great cathe- dral clock struck one, trying to make a way out of this terrible difficulty, yet finding none. She knew that their quarterly income was not due for weeks, and besides she had breathed a vow to her father, whose spirit she felt to be a real presence, that her sweet, timid mother und ¢ ‘gentlemanly 'e vent its exposure, about the notice in the Baltimore paper when she had been so wrapped in love's young dream that she scarcely heeded her, took her night candle and cautiously made her way down stairs. There lay the paper. All was still, the quiet sleepers un- conscious of the tragedy being en- acted under the same roof that shel- tered them. Back to her room once more, she sought the paragraph with feverish engerness till at last it caught her eye. A long account of the Maryland istorical Society wound up by say- ing; “And those old records, dating from about 1685 to 1700, have never been found. Among them is sup- ‘posed to be a list of those who emi- grated to the province at the time, nd for the sake of important work | %1,000 for ga:h information authoritative source.’’ “The brass box!’ ically. i From the secret drawer of an an- room, she took a tiny key, with a bit of black ribbon tied to it, and hastily fitted it into the eurious lock which she had studied and wondered about from toddling infaney. In all her imaginings had never dreamed the like Pandora's box, it held her Own woe, There were dozens of parchments, some of which dated back to Clai- borne’s time, and there, tied together with personal letters of Sir Lionel Copley, was the long missing list, The old fascination over her in full force. She set books, papers weights, everything, on the curling parchment, flattening it out on the table before There were many familiar names, those of her life long friends, end many of whom she had heard, Low down the list her eye fell upon the words, pale, dim, but 1 Paul Harcourt valet.’ Minutes ticked off into hours, and still sat gazing, till all the page seemed covered with valet,” she Came her. never on egible—" she valet and presently the odious word began to upon the worn ment, It had legs wig! It was bowing servile brashinga move time doc. arims—n pt i= ly. pair of top boots, a blood in he beating All the cavalier seemed breathing, if Bt surge ngainst her throbbing tem mi the like of hi serv : x ‘ 3 not thousnt it possibile Inid hold shame of Bert's ai to suffer The upon 8 8loO0k nvinece ms if was all an optical 3 z PF Bavin ug her benumbed bewilderment fat and=—] life to his blasting + Yu ons # =e FOYE Hin si I would give ke Pp the wl but 1 am your daughter. I will save of That day-—you went away-——you said :—‘Do what z y Oh t best my word i fromm seeing t Wi bo ~ $ 3 . $ Lhe name { opiey. best with them.’ is i sell these things to save ourselves or best to destroy it, for Paul's sake?’ She fell heavily, closing down the lid of the brass box with a metal crash that brought her mother and Ethel running, panie stricken, to her room. They hurriedly got her into bed and sent for a physician. “She worn herself out those musty old papers,” Mrs. ley complained resentfully. poor, dear child will kill worrying over such things.” In the deliriam of fever which fol- lowed she talked so incessantly shout Bert that the doctor ondered him home, “I shall certainly send it, Bert, never fear,” she whispered to him when he bent down to kiss her one day. She thought he had just come, i but he had been there a week. hns over Cop My herself “My head is quite clear now. Go, get that parchment on the table, You will see a list of names on it. Yes, that's it. Seal it up and direct it to the Maryland Elizabeth Histor- ical Society and inclose a note telling { the librarian it was among papas | papers; he'll know. And tell him | bank on the day of its receipt. Lit now, and please don’t ask me any questions; I'm tired,” and she i turned her quivering face to the wall, Bome days later, Margaret, pale Land sad eyed, was lying once more | on the sitting room lounge. Her own room was a horror to her. For the first time in her life its antiquity seemed naught but ghostliness, and she felt its atmosphere would stifle her feeble efforts toward regaining health and strength. Bert sat beside her, waiting to take his mother to a choral service in the cathedral. “By the way, sis,”’ he said, care- lessly, “‘whose name do you suppose I saw on the old list, or whose ances. tor's, rather, “Whose? ’' she answered, faintly, deftly holding a large leather fan at a screening angle, Bert Jastied ck in his Ehaly and gave one of his careless laughs. “Why I happened to lay my mayg- n Ins n on your table one EE a a 4 ‘Paul Harcovst and valet,’ as big as | primer letters,’ * ‘And valet?’ | low her breath; there.” “Oh, but it was,”’ Bert insisted: “I swear by the eternal gratitude to you I saw the ‘and’ as plain as day through the glass, but it was too faded to see without, so traced the letters in pale ink and made them look just like the rest. It wasn't any harm, was it? "’ On the instant the great bell ra out its first jubilant note, and she was left alone with more music in her heart than was pealing from the throats of all the in Munich.,—[ Kate Field's Washington 1 be- not she queried, ‘no, that was ’ ¥y i id ”» choristers RICHEST UNIVERSITY. Great Wealth of That Founded by Leland Stanford. The newspaper account tate left by the ford have started the value of university eh the San Franci Few people have any defini the actual sum of money of ii inte Ber Epecuintion his endowment whiel DOArs SVs by the property which 4 f 4 HE DOossession of the iniversily 4 (HN) nted fing 3 FH OER) (HE of over 38 #8 Fy $$ ¢ 5 sin : ii in and ar (NMI INN) 4 VOoar. No in America has u ke stich an end Wines to university it £13.000 000 ISRLLIRE EL ILENE TRE LE] 7.000 (dx) Harvard Yale University of California. John Hopkins 3.000 000 The endowmers of the leland Stanford cannot be added to the list, can tell the real amount. The Vina vineyard repre- sents $8,000,000 at present, with a possible extension of over 10 times that amount in the early future; but no one possesses the information re. quired to appraise Palo Alto or Grid- ley. It may be said, without fear of contradiction, that its resources are far in excess of those in any other educational establishment in the because no one i i deny itself anything, from a library to an observatory ora laboratory, on the ground of expense. It is quite possible that when the properties which are devoted to its support yield their full income, it will find it possible to abolish all fees for tuition and to reduce the cost for board be- home, ay PA i Wedding of the Future. Here's a sample of a wedding no- tice ten years hence, as foreseen by | the Atchison Globe: “The bride but all eyes were centered on the ‘groom. He wore a dark suit that [fitted perfectly his manly form, a | large bouquet decorated his coat lapel and in his daiotily gloved hand he carried a bouquet of American beauties. His hair was cut close and a delicate odor of barbers’ oil floated | down the aisle as he passed. The young people will miss him now that he is married. He is loved by all for his many accomplishments, his tender races and his winning ways. The ride commands a salary as a bookkeeper in Bt. Joseph and the groom will miss none of the luxuries to which be had been accustomed. A crowd of pretty young men saw them off at the depot. : and trimmings of moire, with jet orna- Tate phot ‘along the center an TH E JOKER'S BUDGET. MEN OF THE PRESS. Not Quite the Same--How He Did it«-Circumstances Alter Cases-- Ete., Ete. NOT QUIT Hand in hand The lovers The moon, the Lake a row ry ” BliCL A month has passed They're marrie A word, a Or two look a row HOW MeDuff—How his dust? MeGuff—Hs the dust iE BOOK R¥ Bondstoek (ten Pee] 1 rom the book. Mr. Bon teach you from Miss Wurkum-—You ~{ New York World. Istock—W\ iat book shall HO OUT OF Hj INE. - i Ada—Fio was just going down for the third time when Dr. Watson dived off a yacht and caught her Grace——And saves Wasn't that wonderful? Ada-=Yes, for a doctor. Life. PERMITTED 10 REFER. gh 3} jie ’ ner iile Cholly Chumpleigh--What d hink? Some people asked me terday if we were engaged. Miss Coldeal—Indeed! ¥ you yes. What did Cholly Chumpleigh~I referred them to you. Was that right? Miss Coldeal—Quite right. I never dismiss anybody without a refer- elice. A COUNTER IRRITANT. “The man in the next room kept me awake all night snoring. Landlady—Well it won't happen again. I've put a woman with a par- rot, a piano and & baby on the other | side. ={ Chicago Inter Ocean. UNDOUBTEDLY POOLISH, “Yes, she is very foolish some. times.” “What evidence has she ever given of being foolish?’’ “Well, T have known her to talk to a bride and try to interest her ina topic that had relation neither to the | groom nor the ceremony. — New]York | HE DIDN'T TIP. ‘ Haven't you forgotten some- thing, sir?’’ said the tip-expectant walter to Uncle Abner a! as the latter rose from the table. ‘Let me soe,” replied the hones “There BY his baw | | Hi i : A A HABE AN ENEW HIS BUSINESS, Judge—~When you broke into the library and stole u lot of books, why did you take only the works of ¢less- ical authors? Thief—Becuuse mod- ern any price in the market !—| Fleigende Blactter. your Honor feteh hardly } 1 DOK RS JURT THE THING, i First friend (of intend Well, we'll have to give them | ent What will it be finil we I nd? Becond friend 20 us deep as First friend a and how —{ don't know. yOu. ~Let’s send something a big show for ous What's §is HEY, we n with on dashboard i I'm not sr await her f3 man came from view with her adorer she was 1 foreboding ed ie it tne oid treme strike faltered, with did hi how ared gloomily into the my guard,’ he growled ovelorn maiden could 20 rock to and fro and moan. — Tribune, nothe roit eit AN EYEN CHAXCE, Hausfrau (to dunning tradesman) we]f to-morrow is bad weather I shall be able to pay you. Bat if it is good weather you need not call, we shall peed the money to go to a pice nic.—{ Fliegende Blaetter. as Preserving Railroad Ties. In this part of the country where wood is comparatively inexpensive, the railroad companies do not find it necessary 1o treat all their cross.ties by some process which will lengthen their period of serviceability, but out in the semi-arid and avid regions of the west, where cross-ties are costly, the case is different. Nearly 3.700, NM} cross-ties in use on the lines of the Atchison, Union Pacific and Rock Island systems have been treated at n cost of seventeen cents to twenty sists in first injecting chloride of zine forcing a solution of tannin into it. or removed more slowly by the stand. distinguished past President of the American Society of Civil Engineers, Ociave Chanute, states that on the Atchison system tie renewals have been largely reduced by this treat ment. In 1890 it abandoned the pro- cess and injected chloride of zine only, but in IS98 the zine-tannin treatment was resumed and is now operated. The Union Pacific stopped operating its works in 1887 for financial reasons, and they have not been then. On the Rock
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