TH ® 0 LOCK. Hear the musle of the clock, Softly ticking time; As the water wears the rock, Se in rhythmic rhyme Does the ticking of the clock See to wear out the, In the bustle of the day It is searcely heard; Stil it ticks and ticks away, Blithe as any bird. Careless that the sounds of day Make its volee unheard, But at night it speaks aloud In the stillness deep, When the day-time's weary crowd Drops to realms of sleep: Then its voice, exulting loud, Wakes the stillness deep. And the wakeful listener hears Strange and serious things: Hears the stream of flowing years As it flows aud sings Surgings of the future hears, And clash of coming things! wodames Raymond Perry in Companion. Youths’ THE CRIPPLE’S SWEETHEART. By Fiorenee C. Reilly. Garry Von Ritter, he laziest and most shiftless man in Farmdale, stood in An derson’s store, warming his feet at the stove, The men sitting about on the barrels eyed hh expectantly. When Garry walked the three miles from his lonely, miserable to the there was sure to be fun for the crowd there, and Garry's remarkable speech es were quoted all about the town Now they waited, hoping that he would give them something to laugh at He was very tall, and thin that his elbows literally pierced the thread bare material of cont, and stuck out of his sleeves, all raw an¥i bleeding from the cold. He had a heavy, sullen face, and slouching move ments, “Well, Garry,” sald storekeeper, seeing that seemed disinclined to bros “How's Elvina?” “Loouy,” said Garry, yer know, fellers, 1 made a big mistake in girl. My old mar said ryin’ way think she was right for once.” A cripple lad, in a far of the store shifted his seat and & look of pain came into his soft men lnughed Von any one “bend her struck cottage store, S40 his single Anderson, the Von Ritter 1k the silence sullenly. “Do begin tor know 1 marrvin® that ns 1 was mar amd b'gosh, beneath me, sitting ne «corned uneasily rent eves, The Mis titter thinking good-for-nothing them ath drunken son as being a rather good joke. “Yep,” right for crazy as a loon. that mine, starin’ out of her whi no attention to rag doll is egough ter give a She don't that's done fer her. ain't a bit grateful ter ryin’ her.” The wen lnughed again. Grateful! My Lordl” Hawkins, ipple, his thin He thought sili tO wont to the distiriet school gentle, shple Httle thi about her He, Abe Hawkins, and aight, like t { oil not far from the (:ar Was Elvina Is crazy sure ttin in tend ry. “she repea once. Ter see her se with ie (nee house of her big eves amd payin’ nothin® than fell anythin’ nHiore CTePps, appreciate Sometimes 1 think mar she * me for mutiere (I Abe clenchnd his Allen when sli She w the as he hands and of little years C1 ground top Elvina aii, 4: as need he ax 0 oretty, vith un frig sad little then w other boys. with =n gratsdiather. «any her walking from the ia old man leaning ww face ng. delicate, face. as strong he She liv i school, wretched, drunken a time be had seen vern, with the on her shoul crimson with shame, the pel eve ied to ache neavily der, li tears quivering on lashes, How his heart with pity for her and uate for the old man who made her life so unhappy fot her. It was to Allen, new dead, that he owed his affliction. He had met the grandfather and Eivina on the bridge As the little girl saw him, she stun bled, and the old man's hand had slipped from her shoulder, almost fling ing him on his face. He had turned to strike the child, and Abe, springing for. ward to save Elvina from the blow, re ceived it himself, and then Allen, in his drunken fury had lifted the boy and thrown him over the low bridge railing itito the brook below, injuring his back and making him a cripple for life, He thought of all thiz now, as Elvina's her droo fdlers of the girl whom Abe had loved 80 devotedly when she was a little, helpless child and he a big-hearted boy, who pitied and, when he could, pro tected her, statement that she was “crazy.” mind, never very strong, given way beneath the privations she had undergone cottage of her grandfather, and later with her shiftless, brutal husband “Poor, gentle, Hitle Elvina!” He was Her langh from the loungers, “Trade her fer a stove! Anderson, “This ain't no Indian settle- ment, where a man can swap his wife fer a knife or a keg of liquor or any other old thing.” “Don’t care,” “I'll trade Elvina for a stove, * sald Garry. doggedly. I tell do want a stove. Italian Pete has got two stoves, and since Marie hung her- self In Thompson's barn he ain't had no wife, an’ if he wants Elvina, an’ gives me the stove he kin have her, whether this is an Indian, or a Dutch settlement, Give me a pack of fer backer, Anderson. I've got ter be mak- in’ tracks fer home, “Yer ain't got no more sense of mor: ality than a rail fence, Garry.” “1 didn’t ask yer anythin’ about mor. ality. Dido't say wothin' about it. What 1 did ask yer {et Wis & package of terbacker, so shet yer head, John Anderson, an’ give it ter me,” and seiz- ing the package Anderson handed him, he walked out of the store, followed by Abe, “Garey, Ritter's arm, a" sald Abe, touching Von “Per you mean it? you really trade yer wife fer a stove?” “Sure 1 mean it, yer grasshopper,” sald Garry impatiently. “Is the stove new you?" “New! Pete ain't quite a fool. Why would he give me a new stove for a eras woman? Certainly it ain't new.” “Garry.” said Abe, with a great desl of suppressed eagerness, “1 tell yer what I'll do. I'll give yer a bran new stove, just out of the store, let me take Elvina home to my mother, A bran new stove, Pete will give “Yer will?! think ax a cripple, take the things and “When?” “This afternoon, said Garry. you was a fool as well but if yer mean it, I'll give her ter yer.” if yer bring the 11. A little later Abe was sitting kitchen of the large Hawkins house, while his mother, a ant, elderly woman, They had been talking of “Certainly, my boy,” she the poor little girl home, and I'l look after her. She has had a bard lif poor child, and 1'H best her happy for the time but all this will cause a dreadful lot of talk, Abe. 1 wish you could have her from that brute in some way.” “I wish 1 could Abe, as he kissed dear, for f there in the farm- pleas him. rosy, sat opposite Elvina. said, “bring do my to make she has to live; got other have, mother,” suid her, “God bless you by me in this, Even t amd I Know don't we?’ standing ix tal} We die doing the right Dg, 11 dt was late in the noon when Abe ter's cottage with the iilly after Yon Rit i fuel in ine slodching out wid the £1 1, and at last cottage Abe fol wretched, fireless g, her lap full of Abe re then, how raw, cl up to SIOVe In drove his wagon. Garry oi and proceeded fo nk lid not take £1803 wagon. him very ln he walked the i him. In the lowed na girl was » into od itiin ertm biftersweet berries, hdd at hi for t Son tnembered, ax hie on hem together hey were children ne in her hair, and berries made her by side, ness ol contrast “Yiney,” astly her face look » walked over fered She he wi Abe? then slipped as she frist bat : Olwsiiontis tehed je fittle faced fi wigon, ti * ETippie whit indal sure,” he sald, , and tur sn added or ped and went into “I'm eyes her” As th road £1 and the al Elvina conghed There y bine exhinusted. Abe drooped % ig hi her 1 enougn 1 blood on her his head to hide “God, " he prayed, i ittle while, long that we aren't all brates in this Lord, Hs iv. Has the tear fg eyes, si ¢ long enough to snow Het HBS Deel 80 Mrs onstracd, ured by t The man's it taken that tl such a Hawking's goin’ to speak to Mrs, their disapproval evening a deputation Knocked at the Hawkinses door. woeiving no walked in. Mrs and the doctor stood beside “f did all I could, Mrs, wis saying, “She was too worn out and too starved Inst any longer. If she had been attended to in time her fife might have been prolonged. but she was consumptive, poor child” The five citizens stood abashed, Abe entered the room with white, set face and trembling Hmbs, “I suppose you people have come to make me send Elvioa back to that brute?” he sald, glancing at them. “She won't be starveo or frozen or Khe is dead. haps you would like to see her?” They followed him silently into a little bedroom, and there on the bd, with a few bittersweet berries on her breast, her vacant blue eyes closed child-uge smile on her all that dea wife CRs Flvina ie people flgnation it "that tin Hawkins Necordingly of citi Kite eRpOnSe, Hawkins sat ery her, Hawkins," gate of sen yy decid aid express tint five fis hen thes ing he 0 white face, lay She looked very, and happy. too, happier very young than those of her young Hle—years so full of mis. ery. pain and sorrow; softly left the room. Mrs. Hawking followed them. died ramblin’ along about old school times, and at last she said, ‘Abe, help me up the rock "Mhage is a lot of bitter sweet growin’ there, and she put her poor hana ato Abe s and closed her blue staring eyes and died, he tnought she was a child again. . oor dear, she wasn't much morethan one. Only nine teen, It's better that she should die, But Abe will feel it terribly, in the little réom the cripple was kneeling beside the bed holding Elvi na's hand in bis. “Oh, God” he sobbed, “I thank thee that her suffer: ing is over and that die with friendly faces round her” Then he kissed her pale forehead and whispered, "You'll never know how much 1 loved you, little sweetheart” New York Mail and Express, WHICH FOOT WALKS THE FASTE.T? A Few Simple Experiments Which Give You the Correct Answer. You may think this a very silly ques. tion to ask, but it? There Is no eateh about It sirable fact which you your own satisfaction in a very few minntes., If you will take any pave- ment that Is clear of other pedestrians, that there shall be no interferance, walk briskly in the centre, you will find that before you have gone a yards you will have very much to one side, make apy conscious effort, course, to keep to the cente vou may do it, and if you will think of something and to walk naturally, it is 8 han- you cannot keep a in can prove to Ne) veered of Fr, of endeavor dred line, The fo one this lies to walk explanation of in peculiarity of one foot than the other. Or, tobe more perhaps it should be sald that longer stride than combined with the qui walk other, ‘ker takes ao the aid novement, can to one than the other, It is well known, for instance, in the in a ahont gnsirntes this, ROS Oh 10 Hoe wide that if woods, the and eventually return the starting dem the fact also one foot walks faster than the other You car an experi ment in this way if you will place one is lost § i wed ix to walk circle fo his 0 interesting two gahout eight feet stand off abont to be blindiolded, walk the lawn apart, and then is feet, and You will ba uals task, votrself endeavor to between them find it almost impossible Hi go a bit the an beeause one fool w than right or left. feet walks | faster the other, elther to Now, which one of aster than the other? 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