THE CRY oF THE DREAMER.
“I am tired of Planning and tol ling
In the crowded hives of men
Heart-weary of butlding and spoiling,
And spolling and building again.
And I long for the dear old river,
Where I dreamed my youth away;
For a dreamer lives forever,
And a teller 4les in a day.
“I am aick of the showy seeming
Of a life that is half a lie;
Of the faces lined with scheming
In the throng that hurries by.
From the sleepless thoughts’ endeavor
I would go where the children play;
For a dreamer lives forever
And a toller dies in a day.
“I feel no pride, but pity,
For the burdens the rich endure:
There {8 nothing sweet in the city
But the patient lives of the poor.
O the little hands so skillful,
And the child-mind choked
weeds:
The daughter's heart grown willful,
And the father's heart that bleeds.
with
“No, no! from the street's rude bustle,
From trophies of mart and stage,
I would fly to the wood's low rustle,
And the meadow’s kindly page
Let me dream as of old by the river,
And be loved for the dream, alway;
For a dreamer forever
And a toiler dies in a day.”
JOHN BOYLE O'REILLY.
The Silver King.
out
lives
in Berkshire, far
a little inn,
There stood
upon a quiet country road,
which the wood sign swinging at the
door declared to be known as ‘The
Magpie's Nest.’
It had been tl
the number of magpies
borhood straight
door stood an oak-tree,
among whose
Year in and year
magpie's nest,
people believed
magple returned regularly
No very elegant ainment
offered at the “Magpies Nest”
either man beast its
thought the fare good; and then it
served to them by the most charming
rosy-cheeked little maid, who wore
cap with bright i }
walst that
by two hands
maid, also, who
rector of the
the best
of
neigh
the
bec
the
be fore
a century
ause
us named
in
+c}
na
uppermost
out, always hung
count
which the
the same
ry
that old
entert
or but pat
could
been
and had only
Betty might
stout farmer
and
he “Magpies
master, con
where he had
several years
and ered
Betty did no
keeping father
sec i i
Gf
ure his
John pu
silver ring
abroad, perhaps
by gift, per}
many things in
It Was not a co
not
W
aps
it would be
Betty valued it
polished to perfection
with great pride
holidays: but though
and looked forward
day with jov,
bright,
wore it
and
John,
wedding
on days
loved
her
she would not
manner which
always belonged her. She
with the farmers, flung them back
repartee for mgartee, and even gave
them those bright glances which John
the soldier, thought shou be only
given to himself. So John grew jeal-
ous, and, being a moody sort man,
sald nothing about it
It never entered Be
the very
chanted
to
alter the
had
joked
coquettish
to
of
mind that
had once en-
offend him:
angry with her
and
manner wi
John should
and she herself grew
lover for his s
Therefore, when a young
man from Marseilles, black
black-haired, and polite in his man
ners, as Frenchmen usually are
chanced, in the course of a business
Journey, stop at the “Magpies
Nest,” ghe felt that he really would be
a fine example for surly John Leaf
and was amiable to him to a degree
that might have made a less jealous
man angry. Then, indeed, John Leaf
spoke out, and Betty discovered the
secret of his ill-temper,
Her pride being flattered thereby,
she forgave him, and retired on Sat.
urday night with the firm intention of
winning back John's smiles on the
morrow, her holiday, when she would
£0 to church in her best attire and
charm his heart from him over again,
as he walked by her side. What wom.
an ever had any design on a man's
heart, ever desired to win from him
any favor or any gift, that she did not
bethink her of ail her finery? Before
Betty slept she took from her trunk
her Scotch plaid dress, her fringed
shawl, her blue-ribboned cap, her Sun-
day shoes, and her silver ring, and
having given the latter an extra pol-
ish laid them where they would mest
her eyes the first thing next morning.
John Leaf, sulking in his room wun-
der the garret eaves, had no thought
of this. Those slow natures do not
forget and forgive in a hurry any
more than they do anything else.
The morning sun,
against the inn's walls, aroused Batty
with his first rays. She rubbed her
eyes, opened them, put her little feet
upon the floor, knelt down and
sald her simple prayer, and then flew
to ihe glass. I: was only a crooked
now
owls
French-
coved
to
but sufficient to make
happy. She braided her hair, put
her cap, buttoned her dress, tied
her throat the gay neck-ribbon.
her shoes geometrically, and
for her ring It was
frame,
her
on
about
laced
then looked
gone!
She knew the very spot upon the
heart-shaped pin-cushion into
thrust the needle over
ring had been hung.
There stuck the needle still, It was
the window-sill, on a HHttle
it could not have rolled out: but
She shook out
bed-clothes
That
which she had
which the sliver
table;
it was not in the room.
her dress, her shawl, her
She swept the floor. It was gone
was the end of it.
Betty down and bitterly.
All the country people of the day were
superstitious. The ring had disap
peared in a most mysterious way, for
her was bolted, and her window
high from the ground, and she firmly
believed that the loss portended some
great evil
Meanwhile
little
sat wept
door
of the inn a
on.
glass
at the bar
was going The
had asked of
who was always tapster
mornings, had drawn
as their hands me
upon the li i
thick
that
scene
Frenchman
ale, and John,
on Sunday
for him,
the act,
of his
the very
had
for a
when,
he
customer a
saw
counter
monsieur
of the
ring,
he said, with rt of catching
where you got
breath “May 1 ask
jt?
“Ah,
Frenchman
certainly,”
does not i.
irl gave me that Yes,
and "
John turn
face
any florid
» IO
t out of the
kitchen
near the door in her holl-
th her white cotton gloves
ag pie hattering
id turn answer
coul
‘hed straigh room
Betty's
ood
going to church
asked
y } imagina
and whe magpies chattered
nests y mild fancy
their that
her unde the
with
sat with
Then
the
grew wroth
fear
1
DOv
“If the old
find it ge
out
magples
ne, t
the
heen
one
the
hey'll peck some
time,” said
be
in
It's
fye
boy known to dane
often.”
But
away
“I'l
about my
and leave t
the noisy
sion of that
ing.’
So the boy He planted a
ladder against and then
swung out upon the branches. There
was a grievous noise, and doubtless to
this day old magpies tell their children
of that massacre of the innocents at
the great oak- tree,
no birds to chatter and scream in that
great rag of a nest which the boy's
hands clutched at last. He came down
with the relic in his hand, and stood
, had
John Leaf, the soldier
his superstition.
magpies
no more,” he said.
ot a nest of them all
rascals will take posses-
old rag if it is left hang-
all
have
Cars
chattering
“Up
Some
those
of
obeyed
the tree,
“Eh, master! may [ have all 1 found
in the old nest?’ he asked.
“If it is not a magpie's egg.”
“It’s a silver ring.”
“Let me soe 11.” cried John Leaf, and
It was the ring with which he had
and he knew that the magpiss
had stolen it, and that the Frenchman
worse one that resembled it.
The first thing that John did was to
call himself hard names: “A jealous
fool!” “A suspicious brute!” Heaven
knows what else. Then he n'@ted, and
all by himself in the wood beyoad the
{
{
{
i
Betty If she suli lived on earth.
Where he went, of whom he inquired,
matters But day when the
he opened
to which he had
and saw at her knitting,
covered porch, his Betty,
single bit And she?
and did not know
sallow face and his
not one
been directed,
under a vine
changed one
looked at him
wooden leg
“What may
she asked,
And he said
And she cried out
John Leaf!"
Then he sat
her side
‘You know I never had many
Hetty,” he said
to the point at once. 1 know
true, and no cheat,
never my ring
found {t—or my did,
very good at climbing now
magple's nest in the oak-
you be wanting, sir?”
“Betty!
“Why, mercy, it's
down on a bench close
words
now that
and that you
vou were
gave to
iad
for I'm not
in the old
7" sald
birds
before
“So the magpie stole it. eh
“Well, they
I've heard they've
now."
are strange
taken spoons
And so, Betty,” sald John
past and let bygones
a happy man.”
no sald
re bygones, John
“if you'll
be
bygones [I'll be
“1 owe vou grudge,
Through the g
in
and a sllve
the
ing mi with
finer, who led by hand
chile
iy
‘ Y ot 1
him to ask
ing, ar
mine It
Mon
sald Betty
him
proved
sieur,
how
a name i
aa Big Louis
Both are Papans,
‘Big Louis”
th
mot}
an
i A
influen
Louis”
Louis’
and
pounds
Finally Big
ing, but Little
now f¢ larger
Xty
stopped
Kept on. and
weighs two hundred and si
while lig Louls” needs
make him weigh full
Mr, Curtis visited both
has a dancing pavilion
one he saw at an eastern
Friday night he gives a dance, and
hundreds of people attend it. He has
a lemonade and cigar stand in connec-
tion with it, and entertains as well as
of the experts in this line.
ansas City Star.
ETrow
the
an overcoat
two hundred
“Big
modeled
resort
io
Louis
after
Every
the best
i
Coon and Muskrat Fight.
Mr. J. Hal Grimes caught a muskrat
in the freight office at the depot. Joe
Booth thought his pet coon could “do”
the muskrat, and in order to see whieh
was entitled to the belt the two were
placed in a slatted box-car, the coon
being favorite, They had hardly
touched the floor before they began
each other up.
like he would be a sure victor, and the
But in round number two the musk-
rat put on his fighting clothes, and no
coon before ever got such a walloping.
His child-like screams led a number of
residents of the neighborhood who
didn’t know what was going on to
believe that some mother was whip-
ping her baby at the depot. At the
first pass in the third setts the coon
ran up the slats to the top of the ear
and refused to fight, while the musk-
rat walked about the floor as if to say:
“Bring on two or three more just like
him. "Harrodsburg (Ky) Democrse
PONIES OF ICRLAND.
a —
PERFECT MARVELS OF ENDURANCE.
They Have a Peculiar Pacing Cait Which
Under Great Weight Conquers Space--
a Coat,
If the camel is the ship of the desert
the Iceland pony {8 the
ymnibus and tramcar of the wonderful
ountry which he belongs, To be
Zin with, he 1s a misnomer. He is not
+ pony, in the ordinary sense of the
word, he is a horse in bone
sinew, in strength and endurance,
manners and deportment—a horse in
sverything, in fact, except in inches;
and a sober steady, hard-working
horse, He {8 very "multum
Arvo, a “concentrated essence’
norseflesh He can swim like a fish
‘Hmb like a goat and jump like a deer
He sticks at nothing, and takes every
variety of travel lava
owlders and grass mounds—with
listurbed If he kh
‘ord one or two rivers with stron
flowing girth deep,
work Only give him time
halts for refreshment
do his per
pon
cab,
to
too
sand,
un
bog bed
equanimity
cents
the
ind periodical
and he
and th
day's
will miles day
rive u
Iceland ponies
n the
no taken tion
half hands,
improved
care is
though here and there
the standir
average pony
leven and a half to twelve ¢
from e
lf hi
Very vi
kewbalds
ommonest
fine
the
rd jest be
Are
ht points,
Is ery I'l r
ACES Are
fev
his
are
in poor
and stored
re who fal
alrly
during the w
hay: but, notwitt
nany of the
well
inter
hem on
hard
owever
ponies have a
The Icelanders h
as their means al
together in a
well
ow, and treat them al
wrotherly fashion
THE DOC AS FOOD,
‘acts That Klondikers May Learn Through
Experience,
more we know of
like dogs
men, the
misan
ani
be
writes
that gr
Toussenal
inhabitants of the
not know men sufficie
vell that they still regard the dog asan
animal. and one of the most
of morsels But #t is to be
says La Nature, that in the pro-
gress of civilization a day will come
vhen these brave animals “candi
lates for humanity” according to
Michelet's picture BGue expression
¥ill no longer figure on the menus of
tate dinners at the Court of Peking
Darwin relates somewhere that when
he inhabitants of Tierra del Fuego are
wressed by famine they kill and eat
heir old women rather than their
logs, and that in Australia fathers will
sacrifice their children in order that
he mothers may be able to nourish
his useful servant of man The Chi.
1ese, however,
logs carefully-—to eat. They also con-
dder the cat a choices dish.
© Noir, in his “Travels in the Far
fast,” relates that in the markets of
nany cities are to be seen dogs and
eat friend of
Perhaps it is
the
rmpire do
Celestia
id
ntis
*dible as
MYory
oped,
or tall, and that on most farms these
inimals are kept in little coops like
tencoops. They remain thus from two
0 three weeks, condemned to almost
cmplete immobility, and are fed oa
tothing but a mixture of rice and far-
na. We do not know the adible dog
sr the edible cat in France, and proba-
sly since the siege they have been but
ittle served—openly at least—on the
#bles of Paris restaurants. At Peking
md throughout China, however thers
§ 7s dainty repast without its fillet or
eg of dog: the cat is rather a dish of
he poorer classes.
These same customs that are so re-
wiisive to us as to seem like a kind of
emi-cannibalism existed, nevertbalres
among the people of classic antiquity.
History tells us that in early times the
dog was always regarded as an edible
animal, The Inhabitants of certain
nomes of Egypt plously embalmed
their dead dogs, but others considered
that it was more in conformity to the
rines of a wise economy to kill and
them. Plutarch tells that the
where dogs were
made war the
rinchis, who had committed the
of eating dogs, In his book
Hippocrates, speaking of com-
| mon articles of food, is of the opinion
| that the flesh of the dog gives heat and
strength, but difficult of digestion
“Our fathers,” says Pliny, “regarded
small dogs as 80 pure a food that they
Even
Is served at
And
rd
doct
eat us
honored as divine, on
sacrilege
in
victims
voung dog's flesh
8 held in honor of the gods
on “This meat was us
tallation feasts of the pontiffs
Apicius, who has left us
treatise on “Cookery.” the
Romans ate also adult dogs
The of North America
lack of provisions, often sacrifice
companions of the chase, We
that before the introduction
the in Mexico used the
freely as food that
complet i
Rpts
to-day
feast
further
the ins
According
a curious
in
to
for
their
BAVEROS
are told
of cattle
x ’ ’ 1
Spaniards
dogs
jes
na-
tive the
5 ed
peared
the
dogs
BO
has
Accord
of New Zeala
lothed
now
ing to (
natives
and « them
BO BOmeLimes tL
eat
iced to
red
» lower Con
jatek es
mage evoary
'
Maced with
fam-
¢ MN.
d a total of §
boys earned $£13.-
$0.263.12 From
boys saved 34.42
N8.21
been
acquired t
it Plays Possum,
should
unexplained
remark
hy any owl be call
norepork owl is
and is
clever in a
cousins
Australia a
Way
i 4 naturalist who
has just written an interesting book on
Australia,
the morepork, which was called to his
notice one day as he saw drive by a
van filled with screeching, tumultuous
parrote, cockatoos and butcher birds
A pair of moreporke, mere fluff-bails.
with gleaming golden eyes, wereamong
rabble and Mr. Saville-Kent at
bought them and transferred
them to his domestic circle. The owls
turned out to be such marvelous
“guick-change” artists that the amuse-
ment they afforded the family, which
owned a camera, was boundless. The
peculiar specialty of the morepork is
that it can stiffen itself so that even
close at hand it is Impossible to dis-
tinguish it from the dead branch of a
iree Again, it assumes a dignified
cast of countenance which is ludicrous.
or is sentimental, sad or even gay, as
it chooses,
The morepork has been grossiv slan-
pays especial attention to
this
once
but its friend, Mr. Saville.
Kent, has at last freed it from that
stigma, and explains in this latest
work that it only keeps the goatsucker
company—another instance of the evil
results of choosing disreputable asso-
ciliates,
Killed by An Apple.
George Hall and F. G. Leigh, of East
Bridgeport, Conn., were coasting dows
a long, stecp hill at Daniel's Farms
when Hall's bicycle got away from his
control.
He was hurled headlong and struck
violently on his left side upon a hard
appie which he had in his coat pocket.
He gasped a few times and dled —
New York Herald
WES TERN FARM | ABORERS,
“Birds of Passage” Who Work in the Big
Wheat Fields,
between
the
There
July, during
“hands
Dakota wheat-farms
to ripen. In fact, except
of men who regularly
upon each
engaged
ploughing season,
during harvest, and
for threshing comes
the most important
scient laborers. Frequently
birds of passage
millar to the foremen, but
May apa
army of
on these North
wall for the crops
the half score
employed
are
in
seeding-time,
the
is a season
which
who work
are
all the
the big
place who
upon
men
farms
at
when
the men
work
BECARON
do
tran
are
fa
who
are
they
faces
whose homes
Men
whose are
may be a thousand miles
of this
Yel now
from his loved employ
the
the
BWAY
character are not hoboes
and then &
“harvest
laborers comes
harvest-time
harvests
June hi
northward
the Red River
Working
closes in
pay
sands them
for ex thous:
de into th
‘blind
When they hay
T
DARRARS
scenery they
nent homeward
Worn
a1
2
deserts of
New Mexico odd
great num
ike strange
branch-
ins,
mere round b
They
that
Are
ETrow
SOme Darts
always
tough skin
creatures
is
drearv
wastes in water
they are v
oat
But
strong
ships
like
battle
guarded by
and prickles
when they
are
Pp spines
fine hairs that burn
into the flesh
A Millionaire's Cenerosity.
Wilber Scott the
made millionaire king, came to the re-
lief of H. A. W. Tabor, a former United
States senator, and Colorado's first
millionaire miner, last week with a
purse of $15,000, which he begged Ta-
bor to accept as a testimonial for what
he had done to develop the resources
of the state.
For many months Tabor has been
on the ragged edge of fortune, and has
tried to recoap himself by entering the
prospecting field. He staked a promis-
ing mining claim, but could not get
funds ‘or developing it Then he
thought of Stratton and applied to him
for a loan.
Stration had never before seen Ta-
bor, but was familiar with his history.
He promised to take the matter under
advisement, and five minutes later sent
a package containing the currency,
with a letter requesting Tabor to aec-
cept the money as a gift. —New York
Herald,
A
“ible 350 Years Old.
Apropos of the item printed in “The
Reco 57 of the 224 inst, concerning a
Bible once owned by Martin Luther
sry sow in the possession of a Chica-
goan, a Frankiinville, Penn., corres-
pondent writes: “I have a Martin
Luther Bible that was printed at Wit-
tenburg. Germany, in 1546 It is bound
with wood, has brass corners and
weighs 11% pounds.--Puiladeiphia
Record.
Stratton, newly