LULLABY.
Good-night! Good-nightl
wings are shading
Softly the weary world, and slumbsr
creeps
Around us, and our little woes are fad.
ing;
But joy still
sleeps,
Dreams, happy dreams, shall make us
for the morrow
More glad, more bmve, more strong
to love and work;
Dreams, hely dreams, shall show how
SWeet
What love and wisdom In
fark.
Gooxd-n
AL ange
nestles to the heart that
8 SOrrow,
its bosom
ght! Good-night!
Sleep, darling, sleep! for thee no care
iI3 waiting
ng,
Thy life not yet through
paths shall toll;
woe of
No weariness, no bitter
Shall bright
the In gladness of thy
soil
Dreams,
murmuring
love
tender dreams, of mot!
kisses,
Of rest, of unspeakable,
thine;
Dreams, peaceful
warn
Till once
Vit
dreams,
SDirit
k
again
Pressod
Drean ~,
in shal
Now!
Good-night!
EDWARD ROSE, in Hom
We
Georgie
nan wh
us, while
tached
desprat outer
Maybe
Clarrissy Dn
8OTTVTr
gone, *
Cal se Yer
soe rmed
wimmen is qi
high for Clarris
“1 so
Georg ©
round eyes fillin
or with #
w With 1s
“Bless his little heart!
father, recover i
my cheek softly,
a long journey,
the cold, an’
wa'n't day,
How did yer come?"
nessing the horses
“By mail to D then a gentleman
gave us a ride here in his fine carriage
We came in the train with his daugh-
ter, Miss Bessie Little,
ranch near here”
“A fine young lad
father. “She was [i
granma, an’ though she
awny, she was over night an’ dav a-
gollopin® "cross the plains on a black
horse as i= a thoroughbred, an’ a fine
ng himse
“Here
ni
you be, jes
a-Reepin’ yer in
on as if
all yesterdays
e asked,
meanderin’ thar
no to-
unhar-
He owns a big
' broke in grand-
ea darter to yer
lived miles
these parts. She kin ride, too, 'n’
a feared o' nothin’,
by her.”
ain't
Mother set a sight
tle one-story cottage,
rooms. A comfortable barn
for the cattle were near, and a well
close by tne door. There was a cosy
Kitchen, a sitting-room, and two bend
rooms; one the “spare room.” grand
father said, proud. It looked neat and
precise, but was as cold and damp as
the tomb. The lonely old man had
faithfully swept and dusted, and kept
everything as his wife had placed it,
even her work basket, with a needle
sticking in the half finished gingham
sleeve.
Georgie and 1 took the spare room,
and 1 built a fire and aired the bedding.
In a few days 1 grew competent to
take charge of the house, put things
where she bad placed them, and cobked
the simple meals—and these were very
amd yard
old horses, two cows and a calf com
\
t stock.
prised ti
“1 don't hey
sald
irline
no luck wi’ poultry, Char
He called
wis too
he
ley,”
for Ch
me Charley
“new fangled,’
of his dead
“Mother used to raise a sight, but
they dyin’, an’
what didn’t die was eat by eayotes.”
I'he last day of my first week on the
ranch Miss Bessie Little rode up to the
} Nhe
and Charley was the tame
s0n
begun
she went
in on her conl black horse Wis
girl, blue-eyed and yel
haired and rode beautifully, She
made herself at home, petted Georgle,
and I, sh
fiding to her
athized w
cutis a frock
tor me, and when she rode off
[hei
a sweet-faoed
y as 1 was, found myself con
all my troubles and hopes
ith me and helped
yup
for Georgie amd a
AS] U4
promised to come often
next day
f wis n
fine ry and
bundle
wster
a big of clothing
had outgrown and that fitte
vv wonld
minded ic
y one day, and at
overgrown herd
IWS
HOW Yer 1 nan og
He tossed nie
fis clopes i SITs
was down he fleld with
a sunny March
1 new fe for his work
I could not bear to take it. so 1 put
freorgie’'s sir
ned the letter
big cookie in
to “danpa.”
They came back later, hand in hand.
the same old horses following. Grand-
gave |
Pry
in
ibonnet on him, and pin-
to his frock, and with a
his hand, seat him down
father hurried past me into his cham-
ber and His face was
ash-colored, his eyes bloodshot. 1 walt
ed a long time: 1 feared] Le might be
dead, so I rapped on the He
opened it: he was dressed in his black
shut the door
door
high collar.
the first time I had ever seen him wenr
a white si He held an old beaver
hat his hand, and was
I remembersd then it was
in
“It's
ter
come, dear. That! I'm
I'l work
cropg’ll do summat,
hard. Maybe
i'l sell the stock”
I've just found out I'm a
weak old man. I never felt it afore.”
He staggered out to the barn. 1 fol-
lowed him.
“I mayn’t be back for two days or
80. Will you be afecred 7
“No,” 1 said, but I was. 1 helped him
into the wagon. He seemed dazed and
half-blinded by his misfortune, Oh, if
I could help him! 1 did the work faith-
fully when he was gone, driving the
cows and milking them, and taking care
of the house and Georgle and the poul-
try.
The next day a band of Indiuns—ten
I was
frightened, but wet them a
I had
id I under the
Indians seemed kind, ned only
a drink of milk There
Of
s(quaws among them, with kind
coolly as if
paenty to protect ain
ie rie
The
winnte
in w alarm, hil Pan],
were foun
bri;
CYOs: One gave me a kKlace of beads
as they rode off
Shortly
Lit
afterwards Mr. Little
Pom Gra’
swith fom,
as he
Mr,
hill
Have you seen her?
“Not for a week.” I
thing happened?”
“She
Little,
“1s
diel” shouted
over the she her
up
sald. “Has any-
went to ride yesterday after
hasn't returned yet
We hoped
and has
been
noo, nor
she - she was
“She hasn't been”
looked
peel
here was
Mr
night
aml scared
ngesd
They Witte
Atle soe to have ina
¥
a band of Indians here,”
] 3 taken
I them of the ludians'
i hey may have
jer dat
1
to
+
probable, as they
so kindly disposed]; but they rode
ng the trail
That night
and the
Wis dreadful th
more
first, dog seemed frenzied
ayotes, who yelled till morn
% iy : | $ -
ysl io hiyvsiericos
|
I fat net
rv world to his i
ck I never knew. | saw
to
' fs
pod
{or
serlgre
{;o0orgie
clinging
: there was
pix,
“Run to the road
help
Georgie, that way;
You, take the dog
Tell everybody your dirl is in
well”
now lulioo for
bring the most unbelieving
bright plaid dress, and the panting dog
disappear over the hill
I was digging a deep hole
hatchet, and scooping the earth
with my hands, and shouting every few
moments to Desde,
bar half-way, then I tried my weight:
it did not move.
ont
Jecta,
“Put this noose around your walst!”
I shouted.
“1 dare not.” she answered, faintly.
“You couldn't help me. Oh go for
help!™
“You must.
bar. I can’t find anybody.
hunting for you.”
“I can’t?” she cried piteonaly,
“Then I'll leave you!” 1 shouted, “It's
getting lave; it's your last chance!”
There waa a ghastly stillness for a
few moments. | wound the line around
the bar and around my waist,
“Look out!” she screamed. I heard
the beam go rattling down, and a fear.
ful strain tightened the cord. 1 thought
it would cut me in two, For a moment
I thought 1 was going over. Happily
the ridge of earth was a protection. The
rope loosened.
“Haul essy!” she cried. “I can catch
The end’s fast to a crow.
They're all
dost the earth Is
around the
nthe s
I wound the
ny feet
and
hs i §
ron hit
t snarl
I was in
Suddenly rope grew
wis no weight Wan slic
black, and |
I ene
a perf
loose: thers
lost? Kx
knew notl
the
thing grow
When
bending over me,
to, there were two
trying to force brandy
in my mouth
“Where's bepgie?' (God
herself!
he
thank:
she answered me Nhe hing
te
4
The earth torn
up around me, my hands were raw and
the
timbers, WHS
bleeding, amd bear the marks of
and
and
3
birw
ve shouting,
Just then heard a
Mr. Little and Mr, Gray rode up,
the latter
ashamed to kiss
did,
wasn't
’
her and before
people
lap
down at m
the
was up in the of
Sumarty lay
sea re he
A party of
baby and
HOON dog. and cau
in the baby's in
well,
«1 up to the
and found us both on the bird
hes
had
could not believe it
«1 her till
Ye 34
OM an
Pes] they
amd the
4 | PTR #4 wat} "
highest eleva Seetland
Du Pont's is the highest place
above sea love)
The Age of Trees.
The of trees, provided
age
and there
levoe Scientifique, to whom
and
narrated
preise (teelf,
says The
innkeepers,
guards have
guides stage
ot
ter, who asserts that the oldest trees in
Germany, of which the age has been as
certained with certainty, are not more
than 500 or 570 years old. It is the con.
ifers that appear to reach the most ad
vanced age, Among the group of frees
with deciduous leaves, the oak appears
to attain the greatest longevity. Mr
Gericke mentions one at Aschaffen.
burg 410 years of age. We know to a
certainty of beeches 245 yoars old, of
birches of from 160 to 200 years, of
poplars of 220 years, of ashes of 17(
years, of elins of 130 years, and of al
ders of 145 years, We are here far from
the 500, 1.000 and 1.500 years that le
gend often attributes to trees: bat {f
must not be concluded that trees of
1.500 years cannot exist. What cannot
exiut is the authentic proof of theh
age as long as they remain standing
and the estimation of their age by
counting their annual rings after they
are felled leaves the door open to se
rious errors,
MADE WITHOUT HANDS,
THEUNITED STATES NOW BEATS THE
WORLD AT MAKING MATCHES,
Machine That Transforms Rough Wood
Blocks Into Fire-Makers at the Rate of
7,000,000 an Hour.
in
mtn
WOTrkK-pmopie
mate factory ean produce i1
mat
ond loss are stripped
3
he delivered
t So] rames and
into boxes, the rig
O88 going into each 3
Oevasionally a mateh falls crosswise
and must be laid straigh
Tee
13 the nimble
fingers of one of the t girls who sit
arovifid the table » girls do nothing
they come around, and a stripping de
tnkes the boxes of the table
and carried them to the table wher
they are made up into gross lots for
shipments
Each machine turns gross
boxes of matches every ten hours, and
the human labor required calls for one
boy to feed the blocks of wood to the
machine, a girl to look after the auto
matic box-feeder, and three girls at the
packing table In addition to these
there ig one boy who replenishes the |
reservoirs holding the igniting mix. |
tures for the thirteen machines. The |
enitire working force at the Barberton
factory comprises 340 people inside and |
ottside of the factory. . :
in Akron, Ohio, the company has had |
in operation for several years a oof: |
tinuous machine, but this requires the |
handling of the splints aml matches
three times during the process. The |
continuous machines used in Barberton |
have already invaded Europe, In Live!
erpool Is a match factory belonging to
the American company one-thind larger |
than the Barberton plant. Four eon |
tinpous machines bare been installed
there and more are to follow,
in France all matthes are made by
the government, and the government |
ongneer was sent to Barberton to ine
spect the match-making machines. His
report was so frrorable that the gov.
ernment decided to adopt the Ambrlean |
view out
out 500
SINCULAR MEETING.
A Sharpshooter and the Man He Wounded
Meet,
Ee
A Chost in Uniform.
had been
tiemding an important
and was on my way home, stopping
over for a night in Chicago. My fam.
ily was Kept informed of my different
routes, t they could casily com.
That night 1 was
awakenad by someone coming into my
room I knew that I bad locked the
door, amd was greatly startled to see a
boy in aniform with a telegram at my
bedside
a 11
vl
with me
It read:
“Alice passed away at 1 a. mS’
“The dute was that same day, and
hour as 1 jooked at my watch, 1
I hurried to the office, much as
find my door locked, but
waiting to investigate 1 ine
telegram. There was none
~had been none, and it was half an
hour later when it came—the very
words 1 had read.”
“How did you account for #7
“1 have never amounted for it It
wis a clear ease of teepathy, but
conld anything have bes more cone
vincing of the principles of occultism?
My sister had died at 1 a. m. precisely.”
the
a.m.
onished to
Dont
Paper Telegraph Poles.
Paper telegraph poles are the latest
development of the art of making pape:
useful. These poles are made of paper
pulp. In which borax, tallow. ete. are
mised in wmall quantities. The pape:
poles are said to be lighter and stronges
thin those of wom, and unaffected
be sun, main, dampness or any of the
other causes which shorten the Ule of
# wooden pola