The Thought of You. In green fields where the tollers reap— ‘Neath skies of storm or cloudless i blue; In light or darkness of the deep, "Tis evermore the thoug.. of you! In earth grown barren, or made new The thought of you-—the thought of you! On heights where Glory sits supreme And Fame ig fair in all men's view, Or in the deed, or in the dream, "Tis evermore the thought of you. The faithfullest—the sweet—the true-— The thought of you-— you! Ah. never any thought save this In all the dreams—the deeds to do! The erown to trample, and to kiss The cross in the sweet thought of you! In life. and when death's face 1 view, The thought of you you! —Frank IL. Stanton, in Atlanta Consti- tution, THE WHITE JAPONICA. By O. RP “Are there no white japonicas, Mor- ris?" “No Miss Helena. greenhouse so back’ard afore at this season of the year. There's white roses enough, and a Cape jessamine as is." “1 don't care for the roses and jessa- mines,” sharply retorted Miss Es- mayne. “I want a white japonica to wear in my hair to-night.” Morris, the gardener, shook his head. “1 don't know as there's one to be had in town, miss, for love or money.” “It's always just so.” pouted the spoiled beauty, “when I set my heart on anything. If I can’t have a white Japonica 1 won't go.” And Helena Esmayne flounced out of the pretty little conservatory that opened from the second drawing-room, with a spiteful fling that broke off the heads of the two carnations and knocked down a pot of pink azaleas. And then, considering over the de- tails of her evening toilet, she thought herself of a piece of yellow and priceless old point lace which she had the day before sent to be mended. “1 may as well go and get that.” she said to herself. “Anything to pass away the time—and I do really need it for my dress to-night. Kate Bucking- ham hasn't got such a piece of lace in all her wardrobe! Of course, Lucy Lee will charge enormously —all those lace-menders do. 1 can't where their consciences are. But 1 suppose I shall have to pay it. People seem to think that because papa is rich they can impose on him all they wish.” So Miss Esmayne got, grumbling into her carriage and drove, grum- bling, off to the poor, little, shabby genteel house where Lucy Lee starved at her needle and tried to think she was not so badly off as her neigh- bors. Luey was light and fragile, with yellow hair that glimmered like pale gold in the sunshine, and two hectic spots glowed on her cheeks, But Miss Esmayne took no note of these: neither did she heed the sepulchral cough which ever and anon shook tue girl's frame. : “Sell,” said she, ungraciounsly, suppose you've finished that lace?” “Yes, Miss Esmayne.” “How much do you expect for it? asked the heiress, fumbling at the clasp of her portmounnaie. “A dollar.” “A dollar!” A dollar for just tacking together two little holes. Now, that's nonsense!” cried Miss Esmayne. “I worked four hours at it, Miss Es. mayne,” pleaded Luey Lee, in her soft, deprecating voice, and my eyes still ache with the strain on them. It's a very difficult stitch to match, and 1 think you will be pleased with the manger in which it is done.” “1 shall be ruined between you all” whfmpered Helena. “Madame Mer- cerean charging $40 for making up the white satin over-skirt and train, and you expecting me to pay you a whole doilar-—— My goodness gracious,” be- see “ hd dow which had hitherto escaped its vision, “where did you beautiful white japonica?” its heart of snow, rising up fairest, most royal flower thet ever reared its oriflamme to God's sun shine—and Lucy's cheek flushed with conscious pride as she looked at it. “I raised it from a slip,” she said, “To-morrow Is my little consumptive nephew's birthday. The flower is for him.” “I want just such a flower for my hair to-night” sald Miss Helena Es mayne, greedily. “I'll give you 50 cents for it, Lucy” The lace-mender's pale cheek flushed even redder than before, “1 could not sell it, indeed, Miss Es. mayne,” she answered, “A dollar, then. Come, I'll say a dollar and a half for that one flower,” persisted Helena, “1 don’t want to be mean about it” “Miss Esmayne,” sald Luey, “I have watched that bud for weeks, and every time I have looked at it Little Benny was in my thoughts. Beuny never saw a japonica In bloom. He's pas sionately fond of flowers, and if I should miss carrying that blossom to his bedside to-morrow it would be greater disappointment than either of ‘us could bear.” “That's all idle nonsense,” angrily retorted Helena, “Poor folks should mot set their hearts on such expensive luxuries. You'll let me have it—I don't mind saying a dollar and seventy-five cents, seeing you're so offish about it.” “Money could not buy it, Miss Es mayne,” sald Lucy, quietly. “Yes, 1 | know that what you say is quite true— we are poor-but we have our natural feelings and affections just the same as you rich people. You cannot have my white japonica.” “Very well, very well,” sald Miss Esmayne, tossing her head. “Just as you please, Lucy Lee, but it's the last lace-mending you'll ever get from me. Give me the lace, please, 1 can't stand here chattering all day.” And she flung a ragged one-dollar bill upon the table as her own servant might have flung a bone to a starving dog. As Lucy Lee stood with her back to her employer, taking the finished work sudden sparkle came into the heiress’ shallow gray eves, Leaning forward, with a searce- ly perceptible movement she suddenly snapped the regal flower from Its stem “Here Is the lace. Miss Esmayne, said Lucey. “I took a great deal of pains with it and hope you will be Miss Esmayne muttered some scarce- room. And Lucy, all unconscious of washed in weak coffee and scientifically laundered. Helena Esmayne drew the flower out from its hiding place and surveyed it with pride as she went down the stairs, “I was determined to have it I've got it,” said she to herself, airs and graces these poor people take upon themselves, sure! Oh, Dr. Edelin, is it you? Who would have thought of meeting you in such an out- of-the-way place as this?’ Miss Esmayne blushed, half with embarrassment, half with genuine pleasure, as the handsome young doc- tor with the Greek features and large, dark eyvesconfronted heronthe narrow stairway. “1 need not here,” he sald. of charity. But your I will not detain you. at Miss Buckingham’s So they exchanged parted. l.uey Lee looked np with an appre- hensive air as the doctor entered, “I= it about little Benny, sir?” eriedd, “Is he worse?” “My child,” doctor swered, pityingly, “yon know he could not get better. 1 would advise you to go to him at once.” “He Is dying? “Not quite that event, he and “The to Iw ask what brings you “Doubtless a wission carriage waits; I will see you to-night.” adieux and she : poor tae an- glee cannot be gasped, hut. In with us hope; any long you." Lucy had risen and was tying on her bonnet with trembling “Poor Benny.” she murmured. * to-morrow was his birthday!” Mechanically turned to window, with fingers, And she the Gone!” she eried. “My beautiful flower i= gone—the flower raised and tended for Beany! Gone—and that woman has stolen it” ‘Was it a white japonica? asked Dr. Edelin, unconsciously sympathiz- ing with her agony of distress, “Il met Miss Esmayne on the stairs just now carrying one. Did you not give it to her?” “She wanted to buy It of me,” falter. ed Luey, “but 1 told her 1 was keep- ing it for the door, dying child. She was angry with me. and when my back was turned she must have mean iy stolen it. Oh! how could she?—how could she? She had money enough to buy a roomful of flowers, if she wish- ed-—1 had only this one.” “Lucy.” sald the doctor, gently, “pever mind the flower. It has gone now. Remember Benny.” “True, sir,” said the poor lace-mend- er, with tears in her eyes. “1 must hasten to Benny, It is a long walk and be may be calling for me” “My carriage is at the door,” sald Dr. Edelin. "I will take you there before 1 go on to my other patients, Luey; it was a mean and cruel thing for that a gasp. reward in Heaven's good time, Do “U= it Aunt Luey? Has she brought the pretty white flowers she promised oe Luey Lee's lips quivered as the dim her, “No. Benny, 1 have not brought it. but" “It has not opened yet? Never mind, aunty: I am going where there are many. many flowers. Only I would have liked to see that one. | dreamed of it last night. Mother, kiss mo, and you, too. Aunt Luey, for I think I'm going to sleep” And “so He gave His beloved sleep.” Miss Esmayne wore the white japon. fea in her hair at Miss Baekingham's ball, but Dr. Edelin was not there to mark its effects. He was nt the bed side of Lucy Lee, who had broken down at last, “It's very strange.” soliloguized De. Edelin to himself, “I didn't think I eared so much about the fragile little thing. But If Lucy Lee dies | shall have lost a sunbeam out of my life.” Lucey Lee did not die. 8he recovered «god Dr. Edelin married her, And Helena Esmayne is just ns gen- erally disgusted with the world as over. Her Two Views, An old Beotch woman was walking to church with her family. The Auld Kirk minister rode past at a tremen- dous rate, and the old lady sald to ber children: “"Bicean a wey to be rid- in’, and this the 8Sawbath day, Aweel, aweel, a gude man is mareife’ to his beast!” Bhortly afterward her own minister rode past just as furiously, and the worthy old wife eried there Le ou! Bins Lord HOMESICENESS IN THE ARMY. ss The Volunteer's Malady That It Is Hardest to Treat Successfully, It is the weariness of heart which Is to-day most feared by the surgeons of the American army in the Philippines; the hope failure for innumerable men of the army in Cuba after whose names eventually appear the entries; “Died, malarial fever,” Physicians use the technical name “nostalgia” In describing the disease, but rarely care to attribute a death to it because of its many still unknown phases and unstudied symptoms, The dictionary definition of this word is: “Morbid longing to return to one's home or native country; homesickness especially in its severe forms, produc- ing derangement of mental and physi eal fanciions.” Writers for medical journals say that tte Cerman army Is nove subject to nostalgia than any other in exis. tence; that the German race possesses the strongest tendency to melancholia when long separated from SOPNes, That a man can die from homesick ness seems ineredible, perhaps. told me that after the volunteers were once in Cuba and in action the gravest danger which confronted the men was the “funk” resulting from the irresis- tible longing for the sight of old home My friend of the in Maniia confirms this in the “The heat bothers some and roads are not blooming fine, but could pot have a finer set of officers nor be treated better for men who came out here to fight and not to play marbles, What is troubling many of the we are not able to get nt they know spring has come in the home country, and every man of them wa to hear a blue bird whistle and hear the call of the meadow lark. The result this is that the fellows get a tugging at their hearts that feels like a big lump, and they go dow nin a heap, They don't seem sick, but they just talk and think all the time of home, and a larruping wouldn't do them a bit of good.” That's nost: gle i. In the winter of 1882-1883 Northwest country and on the frontier trains did not oper for ninety and a hundred there was a big shouldered, big-brain ed man from by the of Hemingway who was snowed in at a little unnamed settlement on the Manitoba road in the Hope country. Up to the time that the blizzards com menced he rece a let ter from his wife or sweetheart, and letters evidently of much account to him, for on Sundays when most of the pioneers were horse racing on the plainland he would be in lines: we boys {and i) is that nts of when the was buried in snow ite days Wisconsin BA Te ivedd onee nn week these were his After the snow the letters, no one ing home. mails ceased and the eight weeks change in Hemingway, who there for the purpose of taking a claim and lncldentally to look after the interests of a Chicago machine pany. Bot at the end of that with the six feet deep on the level, the temperature twenty-five ang thirty degrees below, and communi tion with the outside world cls re Iy impossible, Hemingway vegan turn “blue” His ailing first manifested itself in a great desire to talk about the soimnething be bad never done came or ot oi} was Com time, show before, the people he knew, what his it. He felt this himself and grew mo- rose, Later he kept to his shack, be came morose and sulky, ing in March. when the ice and snow field had heen masters of the region for five months, Hemingway was mis. ging from his place. A revealed his body in the shack. a bullet through his heart, In the night he had gone out there in the cold and found his end. If you have ever listened to the in. strumental piece called “Helmweh™ when he pulled the trigger of his pis. tol. and strong ax he was, The cure for the disease is great ex. ertion of will power, liberal nse of water internally and externally and diversion of the mind from the pain. ful thoughts. The cure is much easier prescribed than practiced. There is another remedy than this, though. which physicians readily favor when practicablé—see home, Welght of the Big Gan Projectiles. Although the people of the world are better informed upon the offensive and defensive qualities of the armies and navies than they were before the war between the United States and Spain, it is very probable that many do not remember all that the pewspapers have told them about the errands of death, The projectile for the 18:inch gun, the largest gun mounted on the warships of the United States Navy, is 31; feet long and weighs 1,100 pounds, The projectile travels 30 feet before it leaves the muzzle of the gun, and in that distance is set revol- ving at the speed of 75 revolutions per second. The rifling inside of the gun consists of Afty-two spiral grooves, cut Brie wentieth of an inch deep at the Ran Away to Flight. Jolin E, Ingoldsby, of the Utah bat tery, in the Philippines. in a letter to from the hospital in order to go to the "nen 1 smenked out of the hospital, | © 3 Wane ited for a long the dickens with me. They fined me $12, because they lost that much by my not drawing my rations, and the captain sald he was sorry to say that 1 would get no credit on my discharge for fighting battles when I was sup- posed to be in the hospital, He said tie'd try to fix it up so 1 would get the credit, but it was doubtful if he could, He sald that if 1 had a leg shot off 1 could never have a pension. He is a good man, but the doctor—— “However, I am still fighting, and am glad of it, for had 1 stayed In that hospital when the rest of the boys were enjoying themselves 1 would surely have died. If that didn't kill me, the doctor would, There was an- He was a and as soon a8 we got away from the doctor and his dope we got well in no time,” New York Tribune, and he got the same fine, WOKE HIS CONSCIENCE UP. fn Parchase of Strychnine in Bulk, “A newspaper once characterized me as a man without a conscience,” said the patent churn man, “but the editor two dollars on subscription. My con- hundred dollars once upon a time, and I have never received any credit for it, “Non remember what they term graveyard insurance, of course? There were insure almost anything from the day-old in laws, would with breath In it, fant to the dying alive! but what money na could make! The rate of wns low, the medical examinations a farce, and we didn’t have much talking. A Iaboring insure his whole family, and it wasn't once in five hundred that an applicant was rejected. As to the sured their money, 1 nothing It wasi*t my business to worry “One State were to do fimes getting have fo say. abon day I struck an old eh years old. He had a £ and Wan the children. iho red ap about little fath seventy money or of ¢ t married i nus when things » old man he the life of every one for a fact, and came first 1m in ready it was the biggest da and 1 closed up i over forty were ex- out a of them. took policy on He did it with the down promi cash. xt day 1 giare happen when the old Ii 8 eyes were cognize me, and t he sald: to do sunthin’, out o' b el to be In a drug : sping in. and he didn't rec passing along to the “iRav, Jim. I've the rats will eat and home.’ 1 zen? asked nan © weak droggis got me ise the druggist. LUHOSK S60, i » me about half a pound of strych and I'll see If 1 can’t make the git up and hump.’ was where said the telling yon was cancelled ¢ returned within twet I was in the my CONSONC % , p . + woke up ex-onnvasee”, urd straight that evers 1 the preminms ity-four hours big. were business fo take the but and too much strych- deal.” New York Sun. gest 3d of chances, there too MInY rats College Girls’ Strong Vocabulary, College f student life, That use of “grand” at Vassar Col lege spread like a contagious disease two years ago. Everything new gown to the award of a fellowship magnificent appeliation ment less than a “ball” at the college, was serving tea. Vassar and to Yale “stunt.” but it HONIROS, Both to the word for any idea or plan, Where girls “dig.” Harvard Yale mon “grind” or “bone” the other “sprees it” and Bryn Mawr of its own for the girls who do not en at the middie of known as “half-breeds” their course.—~Cincinnati Tribune. the year. to the end of Commercial Cromwell's Many Descendants, The descendants of Cromwell living today number several hundred per song, They all trace their descent through the female members of the Protector's family, as the last male descendant. Mr. Cromwell of Chest. nut, died in 1821. Many well known English public men have had Crom- well’'s blood in their veins. In recent times they include a Prime Minister, lord Goderich: a Chancellor of the Excaequer, Sir George Cornwall Lewis: a Foreign Secretary, Lord Clarendon: a Governor-General of In- dia. Lord Ripon; a Viceroy of Ireland, Lord Cowper, and the late Charles Vil tiers, Sir William Harcourt, through his first wife, was connected with the house of Cromwell. Prince Wonld Go Into Dasiness, The Prince of Wales Is not to be in. eluded in the list of those royalties and aristocrats who despise “trade” A friend was chafing him recently be cause his brother-indaw, the Marquis of Lorne, has two brothers engaged in business, whereupon His Royal High. ness retorted that if be had the chance of woteing into partnership with one of the large London merchants he would do #0 at once. “OVER THE RANGE” TO DEATH. Origin of Jue of the Commonest Ex pressions In the Great West, “Over the Range” has Rscome an fnceepted synonym for death through- out the West. In fact, it is now fa- miliarly understood as meaning death In almost every part of the United States, but there are few indeed who The few surviving early ploneers of Colorado—the men who endured the mountain hardships of “Calfornia Gulch days” of 59 and '60—know why “over the range” has come death, in reality, According to these old-timers in the mountains the expression southwestern part of Colorado nearly forty years ago. At that time the gold excitement was rife in Colorado. unexplored condition of the Rocky and every report of new “strikes” became exaggerated many fold. The finding of a single nugget of yellow metal in some distant gulch frequently caused a stampede of pros- pectors, times it became whispered throughout * monntains that “over the range were stored away No one knew the exact hese strong boxes of na- stored, but the keys by were to be opened each where were thoy spot ure own possession. The tiplied, and every word from the new El Dorado, inflamed the minds of the eager fortunse-bu An exodus whisperings mul. nters, began. Whole caravans soon trailing through the moun passes toward the west, In their eagerness men traveled by night and day, each following his own beckoning will-o'-the-wisp that dreams had told him lead to the treasured paths became widely Few wi prepared to mountain hardships of but still they jour last overtook turned about, In hope ing CRMPS of the The way was jong and ny had lost their bearings. easy prey 1o huager Ute. The suffering is one of the distressing the Rocky Thousands of prospectors had passed “over the range” never to return. A few, emaciated, came back, but the majority of the eager searchers for gold had disappeared forever, Thus was brought to a sad close his would The separated, "we weather the new neyed many, of again eastern slope hard, for ma These be and the countrs on Hunger at and these reachin the wine an relentless which ensued the pages in the history of Mountains, One * largest movements of prospec. in Colorado, and thus the range” has expression “over come to mean death. ——————————— Frecing a Domestic Engle. A friend of story, had an eagle, when it was young, mine, who told me the He caught it and bad brought it as far as he could, like a domestic Having to go to the other side world, He the up, fowl the do with eagle, and the happy but would give it would set it free, give it to anybody, back to itself-—-he it had been kept, back green, and brought it to the How he was astonished! ahout, feeling as if this were rather bigger than his ordinary fin, but that all. He was disap- on inted, and taking the big bird in arms, he lifted it up and set it up on It turned and looked down at him! The sun had been ob- secured behind a cloud, but just then the eclomd passed away, and the bright, warm beams poured out. The eagle lifted its eyes and pulled fnelf ap. 1 wonder what it was thinking? Can an wns his reveling in the tempests of long ago, the joyous thunder and the flashing lightnings? lifted the other wing and outstretched and soon was a vanishing speck in the blue of heaven.—Presbyterian Banner, LAR 15 SAARI SAntives' Huts In Sammon. The natives of Samoa live in rude huts usually surrounded by an in closed yard, which is paved with small pieces of lava. The floors of the dwell ings are of the same material, over which woven mats are spread, cover ing the sharp points of the stones which form the floor, on central and outer posts, and the means of palm leaf mate so 68 to keep out wind and rain and to provide pro. tection at night. The framework of the roofs is covered with leaves of the sugar cane which are very skillfully put together. The harbor at Apia is surrounded by coral reefs which are the cause of many shipwrecks. The thelr time on the water, know these reefs thoroughly, and their services are invaluable to navigators, The na- tives are seldom seen in thelr original costume, and the men as well as the women of those regions which are most visited by foreigners wear a skirt-like garment and s light jacket. — Sefentific American, Oldest Woman in the World, One of the oldest tribes that once In. habited Southern California was the Tanche, Today the remnant of the thousands they once could raise are a miserable five, who squat, tolerated, but not Invited, upon the land their would porsess a distinction if thelr case were only know. for the oldest is the world, the grandchild, the youngest of the quintet, is ninety-eight. Their united ages are considerably over 000, a record equalled by no family on record. The old grandmother, whom courtesy de- nominates living, is sleeping out her second century. Bhe wakens only to until nothing but the skin and bone remains, They her the stranger of HANDLING HOTEL COAL. Are Daily Disposed Of. There are many things about. the which inquiry or investigation. He can form in thie office, the corridors, are not many guests who For those who take nn interest in such matters the arrangements for re- the least interesting. One great hotel York uses 140 tons of coal every twenty-four hours during the winter months. This coal Is all deliv- J4th street side of the but one rarely sees a coal cart in front of the hotel. It is all of the pea and buckwheat sizes, and is dumped from the carts {uto an opening the ground in the middle of the roadway. It falls into a hopper which holds about 10,000 pounds, and from there It is carried on an endless chain previded with buckets to a vast coal bin which haz a capacity of 700 tous. Daylight never reaches this bin, which with its few blinking lights and great piles of coal reaching nearly to the vaulted roof, looks like a corner in a coal mine and little like an annex to a palatinn hotel. By an arrangement of levers the coal may be dumped from buckets at various points, so that with the aid of a shoveller it may be easily distributed in the bin. ‘he boiler room is situated lower down in the ground, and the coal reach. es the firebozes without being bandied. When the boller attendant needs coal for his fire he opens a trap and through this half a ton of coal falls into a feeder, which looks like a monster fun. nel. When the feeder has been filled it on an overhead track. and when it has reached a prop er point a trap in the narrow end of funnel is drawn aside and the coal drops into a trough in front of the fire- box. whence it goes into the fire, From the time it leaves tae conl wa- gon until it enters fire the coal and with the excep ghitening out in the bin by one man during the day and one man at night, and the dis- tribution over the surface by the boller attendant, the 140 tons of coal which are need every day are handled by ma- chinery. 4% ie the 3 the ie stral A Foretante of the Millenium. I do not remember in all my life a more exquisite sensation of pleasure than when, last summer, in the great and crowded Central Park of New thronged with its heterogeneous public, all classes and nations meeting there, 1 saw a squirrel go about among the children on the broad footpath, stopping before each one, and standing up on his hind legs to ask for his daily bread. It was an ideal of the millen- nium, when the lamb shall lie down with the lion, and a little child shall lead them; and to me it had a pathos finer than the finest masic: my eyes filled with tears of delight, apd, in spite of municipal corruption, I exuilt- ed in a proof in the home of my child. found in any other city. The occasional familiarity of birds, with certain known individuals in more or less secluded situations, 1 have often seen, but in that public park, filled was a pleasure I have never for elsewhere 1 have J. Stillman in the Contemporary Review. A Judicial Opinion. His Honor Judge Silk is 2 man of One time when he was holding the assizes at a west of Eng- land town, a member of the bar, in the Inpecheon hour, was seeking to convey the impression to a group, of whom Judge Silk was the centre, that his in. come from his profession was very large. “1 have to earn a good deal™ the lawyer sald; “it seems a large story to tell, but my personal expenses are over one thousand pounds a year it costs me that to live” “That is too wach,” sald the judge; “I wouldn't pay it-it isn’t worth it” Chinn Paying a War Indemnity. The war indemnity paid by China to Japan under the treaty of 1805 was 230,000,000 Kupling taels, of the value of about £165,000,000, China made a through St. Petersburg and Paris nkers, but payment was actually effected through exchange on London. In order to put {ts currency on a gold basis, Japan drew about one-third of the sum in gold. the balance being re- tained In London to meet disburse. ments for the navy and other purposes,
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