IN THE SUNSHINE. Ali! we never iniss the sunshine Till the storm clouds roll apace, And we never miss the dear love Till we see the cold dead face; And our hearts are seldom melted Till the voice is hushed and still, Of the loved one we have walked with Up the pathway of life's hill | Let us linger in life's sunshine Till the last glad ray departs, Let the twilights and the dawnings Link the closer trusting hearts; Then each morrow will be brighter For tbe sunshine that hath been, And life's burden be t For the sympathies between e lighter Oh! to speak some words of kindness In the ear of human woe Is like Of the So the touch of tender fingers On the throbbing brow of pain Is the sweet of life that lingers again! Magazine wes to stony blindness groping ones below ; Ere we turn to earth —John Imri. in Canadian Hans Bronjuison’s Mortgage. BY WILLIAM WALLACE COOK. A Dakota night. At the north heave their gleaming the moonlight, while from the prairie, wrapped in my shadows, rolls away to the south vanishes among the Midway between the the southernmost s marsh through whose night wind fitfully; and frogs, from their reedy haunts, a hoarse accompaniment. For Hans Brynj the door of shack," yut over the mi teaux, there is buat heart one song on the lips of n: Christina! Well, indeed, hor braids of ling nort} They long ago. ‘You will America, Huns. come when you with you, Not a day passed but the coteaux shoulders i stars. aux ghostly cote sedges sighs ison, smoking i and | yokin I ain and one es his yO I t rol en eyes—the face. had 16! | make your . Be brave want me. £* my dear one! } memory ison. dreaded and y for the rea grain to year the west win Of +d field almost read hie saved land again. The second ye: were backward. Harvest time thrown so far that the wheat frost and enougsn to the fall was “‘nipped’’ by 8 | and blackened in the The third year—what Wells county pioneer will not remember that? to the ground by arive husk. rops were beaten hail Hans contrived to keep soul together during these 2 his Horses, ts—everyti possessions. { irming iing~—had be tide his en him ‘the year that runs Wells ogy—that Hans 3 d yor of brough county king smoking sat and looking off into the purj in his dark and he It was — htt had he held ale could not re it this Unnecessary. He conned it word for word until could have recited it by note. ! letter was from Christina her lover, in simple words, he could not remain away from longer. A ger absonce, for was than death. Surely iling hands would se in his hard meanest drudgery at his side him be happiness I'he Stockholm sailed on the 1st of December for New York. Could he not send her money to pay her pass- age? If so, would third siass all the way. God bless him for the faithful lover that he was! Poor Hans! He had never written Christi his heroic struggle with fate. knew, indeed, that he was battling with misfortune, but he never wrote her how completely wretched his sit- uation had become. W hat should he do now? Te all? Explain that he had peuny he might call his own? No, no. His heart rebelled against such a course. Fair, loyal Christina! He would send her the money. He started suddenly to his feet. The moonbeams, han 18 hie wos long Worse prove a life. The and for for her. ty fact would she comes ina ol She il her not a beauty. ‘Ay skall do't,”” he murmured in broken English; ‘ay skall see Messer Yonson in da mornin’ !” ‘‘Say, do you know what that "ere crazy Swede from Pony Gulch has been up to?’ Chris Larkin, the blacksmith, dropped the head of his hammer on the anvil and supported himself on the handle vith his bared, sinewy * arms as he sadressed this sentence to Cal Higgire a farmer. “What naw?’ gaged Higgins, to wat my teeth on alge. Y/hat's the Igtest?”’ “Gone an’ mortgaged himself to *Tain’t possible!” “Tis, too—but it can't be legal.” “Legal nothin'! But what expect of Johnson? He don't first prinseeples of law-— feller. I'll take my afferdavit He drew up a mortgage steer, once, an’ how did describe that steer? Chris: One bay steer, hight, branded with star for'ard shoulder with a one weighin’ pound. Huh! him a lawyer.” ‘Pretty heavy knob on one steer Larkin, ‘But about business, the up when the mortgage is my bay on lef’ ’ S'pose due?’’ ‘Johnson'll, foreclose, “What that do can't sell the Swede ‘Might bid him in for the "mount of the mortgage,’’ said the practical farmer. * Then he'd own the Swede, More'n likely. Then he the Swede out by the day, git his money back in that way.’’ **Yes, but ther to hire him by the day—times is too all- fired hard fora man to earn his own bread, say nothin’ of hirin’ else.” “Ww ell, mebbe. Wi gage due?” ‘New Year's “What money for?” * Dunno. He went post office, bought a m away ev'ry p Don’t that beat Higgins, di hem Swedes. I'll - * » ’ OSE. He Is'y him. 1 good’l hey?’ ye see, an’ re 8s no one some one hen's the mors want the over oO mney order an’ vd cent! exclaimed jest sent 134s sib tab sgustediy, CIIRY 8S fool specker- like t} I ' bet lation, and ¢ county there was a of spow—the | | blown he nooks season, and clin and the foreboding Hans eolored went No—the re wer Sykeston.’ Hans xtraed wit The with mail pouch, lorn Swede foll wed He had gue thought mail h a sigh post master was wWaik the that BOMmMe news ! letters and parcels ha ; srted and the postmaster be i them to the waiting Here s something t called the r faced man who near the door, ant, started postmaster, had been A 4 hat handwriting! trom Christina! The envelope was hastily and a pair of happy blue e perusing text. Suddenly, the happy light vanished from the een. Hans Brynjulson's limbs grew rigid and he lurched over against the counter with a moan of anguish. So full of was that low sob that every man ut once looked up. Hans Brynjulson was seen to stag- ger through the door. “What's the matter Swede 7? 7° asked Cal Hi Jud news, I guess,’ postmaster. English words, even in a free transiation, are powerless to zatch the path vein that ran through Hans Brynjulson’s letter, but here are its contents, done into his own language : ‘he letter was torn open yes began the f grief with the geins, replied the etic Or board 8. 8, Stockholm, Dec. 10, My Dear One: When you read this, my faithful love, she who writes it will be with you--but in the spirit. 1am to die, the ship's doctor says, and I thank God that | have the strength to send you the last word. | would that Our veavenly Father had spared me to work for you, but, since this is impossible, work doubly hard for your: self. Be brave, dear Hans, for my sake. God tempers the wind to His stricken children and He will not forget thee, my darling. My strength ebbs fasta last farewell, CHRISTINA, As the shades of evening crept over the sky and brought out, one by one, the cold, clear cut stars, the words of a Christmas carol floated through the doors of the little Sykes. ton church and settled, like so many spirits of peace, over the quiet village. As the last bar of the song died awny its cadence was broken by discordant groan. camé out of the church, he nearly stumbled over the form of a man ly- ing prone upon the ground. Bending down, the lawyer peered into the man’s face. “Why,” he exclaimed, Jrynjulson!’’ “Let him lie Mrs. Johnson; doubt’ “Well, drunk her husband, *‘if freeze “I'hen let him,”” came the “What is it to you, Silas?"’ “It means a hundred me,"’ said the lawyer, he's reviving.’ Hans sat up him fearfully. “Come, “it's Hans he is,”’ said drunk, where “he’s or sober he replied answer. y fore 4 grimly; ‘Ah, looked and Coe, ‘*don my man,’’ Johnson; you know where you are?’ ‘Messer Yonson! interrogatively. “Yes, yes; get up and follow us. freeze to death lying there. You mustn't freeze, you know. It wouldn't be treating me fair. You understand why, of Hans nodded “Then come along,” yer, taking his wife’ can ing on, ‘you uty returned Hans said the law and start- n tay barn 5 arm sleep |i The day after New Year's dawned with a calm that would have been foreboding, had unusual weather so far marked the winter in Wells county. Little Bessie Johnson morning e from Joud in the school in the home ar rifted hwest, been aon nort i 1 batil ragged and ven his commissi bowed buttoned cont i hand on the “Hans He halted The reat » ghtiy i lawverwas | fur coat “" i ut this on!” t hav heart in the eloventh hour: have been the result ness precaut Hans did This offer mig h 2 out of kindness of On not sie coat he left without He never Reach +» school i he Sonu i it pied by cher and a few frightened pupils, jut Bessie Johs son was no there, At the first appearance of the cloud in the nort the girl had per- sisted in a determination to start home. The teacher had not made a very serious attempt to thwart resolve, feeling, perhaps, that would have ample time to cover the distance before the storm came. Hans Brynjulson received the in- formation without comment, and once more vanished into the storm. Of what he did after this absolute. The lawyer's She started home, she said, was overtaken by the storta and finally grew Struggling vainly for what seemed an interminably long time, she had finally sunk senseless and exhausted | into the snow When found she was snugly | wrapped in the lawyer's fur coat, while a pair of thin, rigid arms folded | her close as though to protect her from the drifting flukes. It required strength to force asun- n safe- house accu the hwest that ashe when the snow was brushed from Hans Brynjulson's ley face, con- enled tears were found in the eye- ashes and about the mouth——mys- tery unsolvable—there hovered a smile. Happiness crowned with tears! Perhaps they were tears of joy: perhaps the boisterous winter winds became summer zephyrs in the ears him the word, *'' Christina, Christi- perhnpa this also was the bur- den of the snowflakes as they rust- led down over him and wove their wool into the weft of his Noone however, earthly know this, down in no may written But Lawyer Johnson caused it to be duly known that Hans Brynjulson cancelled his mortgage and it was Mrs, Johnson's own hand that BUFFALO SKINS SCARCE. Robes Now Made of Wolf, Raccoon and Fox Fur. “Buffalo skins?'’ said a clerk at ¢ fur store in answer to an a sun reporter They are practi- cally out « market NO inquiry by new ew that ones that The from ma le driving but f are old the furrier's. buffalo skin is vy used to be find their price 250 to R60 ur conts for traveling rarely of the way northern such coat now Keen in out except yealities in use, Raccoon skins overcoats but HOW 3 and the British i demand for fur} h mink and Persian lam and Hudson h costs from $400 te Ag vou will i the buffalo « ving robe 1184 d nesotan There for is sOIme whic gOmetLimes sable whic for a infer Magic in India who have res ers a have he skill of thes and that less wonderft ee their than Mr has been overrated, tricks are really they have been said to Kellar, who is h hand expert, thinks differently says that the Hindoo wiz: tricks that understand, = This is what relates of he saw at the Chudder- munzil club at Lucknow ‘He took a board and placed four glass goblets, thus elevating it from the floor. A youn ‘1 i 1 mseis is perform he can nor rvelons they Lissint One wom gster sitting on the board was requested to place his hand up; then the juggler took a glass of water and poured it into ih 1ds of the boy. 1 4 together, paling In the meantime the boy had been imestnesized, and his attention was fixed on a point indicated by them os an. Gradual ly the water turned green in color and then developed into a jelly which increased in density until it be- came as solid as a stone. Out of the centerof this there appeared the head of a snake, which gradually de- veloped until in the piace of the 1 was amazed, I can assure but the trick was not yet com. | pleted. Hitting the reptile upon As we looked it into a jelly, back in the glass, became transformed colored water. Clearer and clearer became the fluid until it was of its original color, and then the juggler placed it to his lips and drank the entire contents. That was the most wonderful trick I ever saw performed, and it is a8 mysterious to me to-day as it was then. BA FFLES AMERICANS. Rogquefort Cannot Imitate. It is said that Roquefort is the oldest cheese known. Pliny mentions it in his works, while Rabelais, when he wrote that hackneyed phrase, original with him, “The mude of green cheese,’’ moon must cer- have had his mind that tongue biting product of goats’ milk Roquefort is the one caseous cone American imitative artists in thi have found abso- lutely impossible to produce with any and if the method as practiced on its lered, this is tainly on 8 line degree of BUCCEES ; of making it, native not surprising heath, is consi of Roguefort is located and narrow with itous walls of limestone ILOUs its but hold orOore gorgd embrace ¢ Here fragrant gecretd wrou and gLhis is { wimo point set aside. n the mornin heated peratu of degrees and mingled with morning’ milk for When the curd has strips with a wooden ¢ that coagulation. been cut inte hopping knife hey poured off it is worked like a butter puddle of the By t pressed I he han ds of thi mouids let off the Usually potioms to vhey. are boarded a bowling alley, 1d to end hed tightly and at the extreme a number, which on being When the races at is fitted with =a at the top of which is h which is threaded that wire Firecrackers are o the tail of each cat and multaneously. The cats give a despairing howland rush away mm only direction possible, namely straight ahead, guided by the wire The further they steadier the crackers explode and the faster the fly, until one of them pass r the wire. or rather the ee. which works the numbers sends up the winning signal the cats have split second records, but they cannot be worked Yeey often or they lie down and let the fireworks have all the fun. Intelligent Teams. these out end Of ¢ leather ¢ an eye let { the wires one of cat on 1b. KO each go the ats es unds and some of The Electrical World, of New York, tells this story: "A team pulling a loaded farmer's wagon on the way to the Wallabout market went slowly along the car tracks in Broadway, Brooklyn, the other night. The driver was asleep. A car came up behind the wagon. The motorman pounded the gong vigorously. The team turned out of the tracks, while the driver kept on slumbering. When turned to the tracks, ‘You can see that every night.’ said a policeman. “The teams are just as intelligent as the driver himself. farmer reaches Broadway, and he knows he has an intelliger t eam, he feels safe and goes to sleep. The cars, and know just what it m ans." Could Not Walk Rheumatism in Hips & Back Eyesight Affected but Hand's Car saparilla Curos All. ‘I was with pains in me hips. My eyes swelled 45 that troubled hank id ! eoniid 150. See [Or tWonr three days at a 1 besnme so a 41K The rheumatien had time, I conld not gt times such a hoid on me I never to get well, At last 1 i FX eet wl decided to Karen first I hottie helipad my Hood's The nppetite and be te the peoe A. Burns si - secon ner, Mam Ars. Marion West Gar WHas sii gone my LACK Was a deal jaft great hips. 1 wa ottlos and I am as well better ind the pains my have now taken over sl and as Free From Rheumatism ag if I had never been afflicted withit, i shall continue to use Hood's Barsapariila Hood ssw Cures for I believe M. A. Burxs, I owe my life to {is nse.” Ans West Gardoer, ] Muss, Hood = Pills cure sll L ve iis, billoysness, conta nus pick bea tach as Silver Fox Fur Comes High. Next to for silver fox the sea otter fur of clothing purposes, and in this ans are the principal buy ilver fox » of the most zens of the Hudson Day £120 has been The vuver not silvery, and with the ye Russi; ers. The s brings fous der ry, and as mucl ra single x, however, is really 1 F oo 1x Byer §am ry i sok has only ew hairs mixed iis black ones white ON THE ROAD avery he Ee a « FALLING OF WOMB.” Mgrs. CAMFIELD. Prescriplion ry 7 Dr 2 1:ul Fav TIE The Greatest Medical Discovery of the Age. KENNEDY'S Medical Discovery. DONALD KENNEDY, OF ROXBURY, MASS,, Has 4 our pasture woods a remedy that kind of Humor, from the worst Scrofula down to a common pimple, He bas tried it in over aleven hundred eases, and never falled except In two cases {both thunder humor He has now in his possession two hundred certifi f all within twenty miles { Boston. Send postal eard for book. A benefit is always experienced from the first bottle, and a perfect cure is warranted when the right quantity is taken, Woen the lungs are affected it causes shooting pains, like needles passing through them ; the same with the Liver or Bowels. This is caused by the ducts being stopped, and always disappears in a woek after taking it. Read the label if the stomach is foul or bilious it will ea jee squeamish feelings at first No change of diet ever necessary. Eat the bes you can get, and enough of i Dose, one tablespoonful in water at bed- time. Bold by all Droggists. iscoverad in ona of common CUres every aver cates of its valve,
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