THE SONG AND THE SINGER. "The world loves eternally — His honey, not the bee, Its fruit and not the tree, The blossom, not the ground, The truth, not him who found, The light, and not the bringer, The song and not the singer, We are but instruments, The strings attuned and terse, Whereon the hand of Time Strikes some few notes sublime And so the music prove A thing gor men to love, What matter whence it came Or what the singer's name. Chicago News, HOP EC. — BY JENNY WHEN, If there is a time trying to house. keepers, it is the period called house cleaning. Farmer Gray's wife was no excep tion motherly soul that she was, She was up with the lark day goad, working under her supervision. as paint which never showed signs of soll shone with new gloss, and even and a flitting brightened, would go found, her happy thought through her brain. “It will be all over, and everything ready. before Reuben comes home.” eyes ntteriy regardless of the clean, sand ed floors, would walk boldly in where imprint in mud mark his course the boy for whose future had woven such wonderful air castles, He must be a lawyer, a great man, one whose name she should some day see in the public prints. This seemed to her the very height of ambition. leuben was coming home—a college graduate—to spend with them his va- cation, and then back to the busy town to earn fame. Was it any wonder the floors, the walls, the ings, must give evidence of their mute delight? Trudging along at a occasionally speaking n couragement to the tired mare, Farm er Gray was nearing home. Bunt a troubled look rested on his face, very different from the bright cheeriness generally found there, and ever and anon his eyes wandered stealthily to a little figure perched en a high seat at his side. One could see only the face ed, worn little face, from which two great brown peered out, and seemed to take in every blade of grass by the roadside, every leaf upon the trees, wonderful vision accorded her. “You mustn't mind, Gray so to she cell slow word jog-trot, of en- a pinch eyes as Kone heaven-sent my dear, if Mrs ms a little put out like when ROOR YOu. nnd botherin she first It's house cleaning she don't much like strang she'll find her; but won't be in the way, and when time, ts SO0n Ont you she sees the roses comin’ back to your cheeks she ll be happy enough don’t worry her If at first she's a bit flustered.” “Oh, he won't for though seventeen summers had passed Only woe I'm so sorry you brought me, If like it)” answered the child child she seemed, sitting there, over her head, “There. there, now! She I tell And you, amd feels sorry for you. you'll find bow Kind and good she said the farmer, striving, with remem brance of duty done, his sinking heart, as he came of his own pasture land. He had gone, bright and early. that morning. into the doctor's office, to tell his old friend of honors his bay had won. dud that soon coming back fing him a few hand shake of doctor had added: “I was thinking of you. wishing for you, as you enters. There iz a little girl here who IR dying for the want of pure conntry air and a little nursing in the way of fol. She needs plenty of milk and liberty to roam all day in the fiekis, Take her back with it will be the making of her. And tell Mrs. Gray 1 sent her. down soon to see along.” “It's house cleanin'.” will like it, you; when she once sees =, tae to reassure in sight the Reuben amd after giv and a warm congratulations, the was to them: words amd am coming how she is woett ing answered in the short sentence, Both men looked grave: but the doe tor spoke again: “We can’t let the girl die if it is 1 tell you, Gray, she starving for country air, for green fields, and the music of the birds. Let her go. Mrs, Gray won't turn her out. Ro it was decided; Gray's “Whoa!” is but Farmer rang ont a little jess old horse at his own door: but it brought her speedily to the door, to bid him welcome, and zee if his boots were fit to tread her spotless floors, The tracking them with mod must be left for Reaben, Poor Mrs, Gray! She was hot and tired, thougle she would not have acknowledged it. Her feet were weary, for all day they had borne hier weight, “What have you got there, Seth Gray?’ questioned she, In tones shrill and sharp, “Company, I declare, and it's house cleaning!” Then, as the farmer tenderly 1fted down the girl in his strong aris, she continued: “A child, T declare! Well, all 1 ean say, Seth Graysyou must stay at home ard (ake care of her!” She turned away, forgetting, in her indignation, even her floors, “Never you mind,” said the farmer, as he noticed two great fears swim. ming in the large brown eyes, and trembling, ready to fall, on the jetty lashes, while the delicate mouth quiy. {ered. “It's just her way. She dont mean it. Come now, dear—" “You'd better show her to the spare room.” interrupted the shrill tones again, as they entered. Then. as her hasband returned alone from his errand, his wife's wrath broke its bounds, “Are you mad, Seth Gray, to put any more care on my shonlders at this thne? You can take another ride to town to-morrow and take the child back where she came from. My hands are full enough.” “The doctor sald we could save her life. mother. 1 thought we woukin't t let her die for the want of trying.” Mrs, Gray sald no more, but that evening, when she was washing her favorite china with her hands, and a little figure, stealing up beside her, whispered, “Let me help you,” { though she answered, “Such you | cannot help,” all remonstrance ended i there, and soon the little fingers were { deftly wiping the smoking dishes, and, with careful haste, putting each in its appointed place. Somehow. as the days wore on, Mrs. Gray found she had more time to wit and rest—that instead of added care, it seemed lessened; while a little fairy- own nx everywhere, like a burst of sunshine. House cleaning was over now: her voice had lost its harshness, her brow Its frown; and as Hope, who had rush. od to her own room at the sound of wheels, watched her from a window open her motherly arms to eyes, the girl wondered how she could | first have regarded woman with such dread, Hope's own eyes did not seem so bi now; a faint peach bloom had stolen into her cheeks: her figure had lost its i angular lines in rounded curves, all day a thanksgiving seemed to come bubbling to her lips in song. “Why, who's that, mother?” the ques flowers, brought wasn't among the child father home in house cleaning toverglad to but | { miss her when roes.”” An amused smile overspread the list He could appreciate that inopportune little figure “She's a see her, sie ener's face, nt house cleaning time. Reuben wondered, welcome #0 a as the his home ns lengthened into weeks, why fore, He, miss to wonld $ he think went too, began Hope when Somehow the parlor had lost its look of stiffness, and an alr ha with flowers she away. even had bitation. its fresh in every available receptacle “Well, 1 for Hope” “Poor child! 1 guess we have i we done al ¢ farmer, orphan, bread th sid 3 she's an amd will have to win her daily But strength back be this with a quizzical expression, wife's $ 1 she's 20 baie “Ome and fo tired found its and You of the color hins face again; avin' her of lu way must her” he care while he narrowly watched his face “Youll do no such thing Reth Gray! Just like a man irl's begin off to the my when the g ning te pick up, to whisk bet hot town She's learned n again! ¥ it much 's company for Reu ben.” No it seem], as out to the (queer. 1 tooled arbor t sat ide by side, she i i iy ae, hey listening, with downceast eyes happy. tearful smile. while he told her how different had had and home gee ned entered it, his since she how, his love for her “But what will mother say?’ the for, came, sl learned to er,” has such great amd wonderful dreains for your future, and sweet voice had “She since teuben ie say fon, clad you.” in shining robes, Is waiting “I have found my princess, Hope!” {he answered, placing his arm her. “She here, amd her clothed in such beauty such shines through its windows that she neeods no outward em- bellishiment! Only say you love me, dariing? and 1 have no fear but that the mother who has ever siniled upon {my boyish folly will not frown upon the first wisdom of my manhoood.” So hand in hapd, as the sun was sinking in magnificence, they entered the house together, and he Jed the | shrinking girl to his mother’s side. “We have come to ask your blessing mother.” sald Reuben, in his honest, manly tone, “Hope has made me very { happy by promising to be my wife.” | In mute bewilderment Mrs, Gray i looked at them both, a sense of her | own folly smiting her as with a sharp sword, and bringing with a crash all her castles to the ground. But she looked from the calm, reso. { lute face of her son to the sweet, fair | girl whose hand lay in his, and draw. ing Hope down, she Kissed the young | red lips, and uttered no word of her disappointment, Farmer Gray heard the news with n shake of the head and a twinkle of the eyes, as much as to say he had predicted it from the first. But when the good doctor came lat. er to tell them that they had not, as they had supposed, given thelr son a dowerless bride, but that he, ker guar. dian, represented a snug little fortune for her-—though, in his proud love and young ambition, Reuben would almoxt have wished it otherwise—as the farm. er whispered to his wife, “Blessings in disguise sometimes come even In house cleanin’, my dear,” the last frown left her still comely face, and there is no one in the world so dear to her as Hope, her son's wife, and the fittle children whose feet bring dust or dirt, without reproach, upon the still spotless floor, . about soul ix iu glory eyes) 5 [TEMS OF INTEREST ON NU- MEROUS FEMININE TOPICS. Cape~+Novelties in Parasols--The New: cst Fashions, etc, etc, The Finest Piece of Lace. Queen Marguerite of Italy has among her most cherished treasures a Ince handkerchief which is declared by ex perts to be the most precious piece of Ince in all the world, It is valued at £40,000, and three artists worked at it for twenty years, It is so light that it is searcely felt when placed in the hands. and is kept in a tiny gold case no larger than the Hitle inger. Red Riding Hood Cape. An adaptation of the golf cape for little girls is much in mode ut present, and in heavier goods will he worn until after Christmas, It known as the Ited Riding Hood pattern, though this garment is of satin-faced periwinkle bine cloth. lined throughout with blue and white striped silk. The preity | pointed hood shows a bit of the fancy facing. and through long silk worked buttonholes a wide ribbon of blue and | white satin in a | big bow under the chin, is is threaded and ties Novelties in Parasols. Sunshades made in imitation of pop are displayed In Paris, are pink The petals are of soft painted | ples and roses i The | mauve, silk, lined with chiffon are in delicate tones of colors cuosen and Other parasols k., decorate « i with sprays of Howers done ribbon work. A faille | broldered flowers, {out in all i blossoms, pale lemon with wall the details of Diminative | a folding handle randinothers, They are usually s | black, Often thes and trim thi { being an exquisite flu | dainty | peared from affed COs mineh have on in fark nade of silk 116% { lace, effect novell 1% i the bright sun, | weather, nes fyYes, First Patent Takea Out by a Woman. i Mars ! t Am | woman to tal Kees ti firs It was for w thread, At hardly any edn quarter Cuts were included phy, a baby deep wil stove, iy INGA w { cational pris tin the ne out pa took y By IX ; fions fopensd to wom The i hier in coming i to nse § them into During the i ISSO to TSS4 the Many new fgnarier « : patented by women nen who took thelr jon the farms invented mans i agricnltural | the West; shops, and implements Women at mach Lin the hospitals bandages, canteets, | Colleges, Rioyd and manual {are now developing the latent of YOArs went into once rons fired amd invented impros Iwgan to | patents on inery wolnen n ol camp beds, ete training i inyen i tiveness women, and from 1884 to { Intest date to which the during the the Patent Office have published, | have taken out 3.900 patents, twelve R05 j reports heen woinen Women Can Pick Peaches. Women and girls play an active part { during the peach pieking season in the | vast orchards of Middle New Jersey, | Some come to : New York larger number are from nearby towns They are often young womens who are working to get and the stn netted for the season i= a material assistance in paying tuition or buying clothing for the winter The work has to be done at high pressure, but it is in the open alr, aml is entirely wholesome, At one time villages used to come and do the picking. They wanted a few weeks in the country, and could npt afford the outhng otherwise. They cents a day and board, Even now a congiderable number of tramps are attracted there, and old peach raisers say that really good work can be got ont of many of them if they are treat. ed properly. Just at “san up” the workers these from orchards an education men from neighboring their ladders, that are short Hght., and baskets, amd go to the or chards, Most of the women and chil dren go to the “culling place.” trove and pick the peaches into the baskets, girls are waiting for them. The culling is done by machinery, which gets rid of the leaves and twigs and also separates the different sizes as they are passed through, The small ones come ont first, the medium next and the medium last, erate the machine, and a strong wo. man ean cull 1,000 askew a day. Then the baskets are covered agd are ready for shipping. Some of the smaller farmers send out 1,000, others 5,000, and the larger farmers 20,000 baskets a week each, i . “1 could tell many a pathetic story,” sald one peach grower. “of confirmed ¥ manhood from peach plucking. It be philanthropists of the great city to season. You will notice that when brought In contact with the farm hands the tramps will show the sec ond day in their appearance how they After they have worked a little aide by side with the women they be. gentler In manner and mors manly In bearing, and seem to enjoy the fun that everybody of the work.” When the pear industry develops the plan Is much the same, The women and girls seem to enjoy the work, and usually go back with bright eyes and Loe gels + = out New Styles in Neckwear. Some novel fancies for the neck are appearing in the Paris One that Is likely to have a vogue Is in gray silk muslin, pleated, It is sufficiently the shoulders to suggest a “col” rmmther smart shops, great finely deep about than a boa, and there is the usual bow behind, but the material Is so delicate that there is none of that bunchy effect often destructive 1 in front there are six | square cut ends, two reaching almost to the bem of the gown and the shortest ones end These fine. #0 racefulness, oan ing about at the waist ly pleated and edged with DArrow ruching. This would fn dressy air to the simplest silk costume, and to he to short to an while are nomial give it becoming tall arrangements HOeIR as in woman elnborate is One most neck make a short figure clumsy, Another beautiful pecd white nousseline with a bil: ¥ pleatsd rifled the wlio pee of a nade of trimmed tiny ribbon, foels tHIs « jit REC ad nner man that “ at brown t} ark gv aniygmn w ay ar tan are pot as deep a wen §i¢ Kiev e on worn ity ini pleased IFOWED gold ting blue are ste Curions birds blue Are Many of ths with slopedup ros Ww tips ris frovks tunics made that bodice new are princess the apwn algo at mons of silk fering to show the through It seems to be definitely settled that the days ugly, tight-fitting, smooth black skirt are numbered, and that we shall soe a little more f the back of tunics aml skirts, Very heavy weights will prevail for voung women's winter walking shoes, but the extreme mannish style will be somewhat modified All of the bestalreossms to have a perfect crag work Nainsook. and other open vinbroidersd stuffs soll by the yard are commonly known as “all uver™ Veils are worn, according to the lat. est fashion, shorter than they of ti iiltess gd as 1 wotien seem for ing on Nawijus sau, muslin, 1 mach tle below the but leaving the month uncovers, The chemise has been in she favor of women, and French taste exhausts itself endeavoring to work out novel adaptations of the old fashioned garment, Now that Ince has worn for every conceivable garment from ho slery to hats, the fashion creators an- nounce that an old custom ix to be re EERE A reincarnated wen with evening frocks, Stitching finishes most satisfactorily the edges of cloth gowns, and stitched cloth jackets and In long garments these bands designs, are Wraps, are arranged In ornamental The oldfashioned atin pipings seen in Jackets and wraps, The broad collars or frills are to be geen around and at the sides of yokes at the sides of long-pointed vests, ull falling over the shoulder at the top of the sleeves, FOR THE YOUNG FOLKS. $1X LITTLE KITTENS. Hix little kittens sat down to eat Bix little kittens quite fond of meat, Bix little kittens had minced monse pie, Bix little sigh, kittens when finished Bix little gobbled too much, little touch. kittens had is : . . ’ Bix kittens mince pie won't NOT AVRALD. The little daughter of a distinguish- ed French scientist had never seen a monkey, So, when an organ grinder accompanied by Jocko in cap and jncket, appeared before the house, her father took her out on the side- walk to view the creature's antics, ex- pecting that she would be much amused; but, after a single glance, the little maid hid her eyes against her father's coat-skirts, and refused to look again, seeming much fright- ened and distressed. He soothed and coaxed her, wish- ing to overcome her fears, but for some time in vain. She would not for a moment think of feeding the monkey with a biscuit, as she was urged to do. Indeed, she would not even lift her face, jut you are really very silly,” the father said at last, turning to take her indoors “He is such a harmless little animal ! “Animal!" cried the little gi stopping short, **Oh, let me feed papa: that will be fun! I don’t mind animals, but I thonght dreadfidl lit le boy I rl, it, it wax such a cn — THE WIDOWS The mau fatheriess MITE, who had no hie and widows fortunately sympathy ig this land, Heury A. Wise records com fiture of pity for ti finds little The the There was life i 3 11 such an oppressor, in the se, and oue after another the an auction sale ittie ion hon idow’'s few possessions fell beneath Presently the auctioneer took up a large bow! which happened to be and the WwWOIlnan, its contents, room to find the hammer, full of sugar, poor ansious (oo save hastened into tue I to pnt it the ' 4 nex something wh gin & Just as «hie returned anctioneer eried, “Sold !” and the purchaser in- sisted that the sn was his, 1 wp 8 \ RAr : ie : wid leaded for the little that was ‘ i; 4 nel WH" 1 her, 1 durate, from the crow ration, the 1 rested on Me, Wise Wise, i Am I right or I wil VY I am, replied Wise, in delicat BRE Le end ntiest tone, "you p ita leasant respousibiiity Gi Crows said W ise, Yiit The She has widow no that the sugar 1s ¥ it from we cannot take redress,’ “Aha the spectators *eried the ma ‘Wh thundered whose I've ad yon at your persistent request, az I can prove by these people. £1 for me to tell you that charge you $5 for my advice, and demand immediate payment. If you trifle with me in the matter of pay- ment, vou will most certainly regret it." w changed, remains The man turned searlet, and fumb- ling in his wallet, produced a $5 bill, The crowd yelled its approval, bat suddenly became silent as Mr. Wise walked up to the widow and said “This money is mine. I have earned it honestly. Take it and buy more sugar for your fatherless chil- dren.” A MUSICAL FAILURE, " Tom stretched lazily, rose from the soft eider-down comfortable, looked about the great room, Itall eves blinked sleepily as he hunched his back and prepared his toilet by licking his already snow shirt front. He was very cystematic and regular in hi= way of living, and the days pleasures. Every evening he awoke in the luxurious, deep tufts of the comfortable or in his mistress’ hat- plumes of her hat. It was only on rare occasions that Tom indulged in the bat-bed, as the box was usually covered, bunt there was always the feeling that he was doing something naughty which seemed to add to the enjoyment, even though he was in constant danger of getting Lis ears slapped when discovered. Having until each hair stood stiff and glistening, and he jumped off the bed and walked solemnly from the room. Finding a to shorter once, reaching about to the center of the bodice, From these new chains is suspended some pretly ora. ment, as valuable as one can afford, Little bows, scattered over the dress, form another new method of ornanien- tation. : 3 ' e alley, wheres he found awaiting borhood. There was much ado over Tom's arrival, plainly showing that he was their favorite and leader, Looking the fence to see that they were om. tapped is long tail as tad rom sash pusey's a pussys bead | mouth came the wildest, loudest dis- | cords that ever were heard. Never { had they sung with more enthusiasm | and the louder their cracked voices sounded in the night the more Tom's | pale, fiery eyes glistened, At the | second tap of the leader's tail, they | stopped. Then the harsh tenor voice of Tom White rang ont in the solo part. He | never was in more grating voice or | better spirits. Soon, however, his | quick temper was roused by the bari- tone coming in too soon for the duet Young White had just abont reached {the final jn the climax, which, of course, was to have been given with greatest possible effect, when the contralte’s hoarse croak spoiled it all. It was a disappoint- iment. And them the spitting and ‘growling and raising of angry backs began, and the chorus was thrown into | the most violent confusion, The con- | duetor's tail rapped the rough fence until it ached, but of no avail. le- cess came, and still good humor was | not restored. They promenaded the fence and adjoining barn-roofs in i sulky silence; the whole chorus seem- {ingly affected by the quarrel. At length Tom Gray, who always seemed to be on the watch, scampered down the fence-post and madly tore in the direction of the nearest barn. He had not gone more than three minutes when he returned with the largest, fattest rat they ever saw, clenched between his sharp teeth He was the hero of the hour, everything was forgotten in the that followed. Sueh mewing and purring and smacking of lips! The hours flew, and before they had scarcely finished the feast, the crowing of cocks warned them that the meeting had better ad- journ till next night. The conductor spoke kindly to the baritone about bis mistake, saying to be more care leaving ‘ *neow’ been ana fun ful next time, and departed, them to their different and ash-barrels The morning found Tom snugly curled up in the hat-box, Lialf buried in the fea He had had hard busy night and did not deserve the ing for being “a worthless, lazy, good-for-uothing cat,” nor the slap the which he meekly re- ceived as he was unfeelingly dragged from his snug bed thst soon when his mistress put on her things He had a igh t 11 see ailieys a Over Ars to go attend wood fine bnt mped up on the bed, ling in soft grav ball among tufts of the x where out. rehearsal to over Perkins’ waste much again that n | treatment, jr a mid nfortal he slept soundly until time to res his pre fessional duties, BRIAGING IN THE CROP, A Graphic Description of Work in Great Wheat Fields. night wit} may be here women an excitement next day, while the filled with loaves with awl cakes. The great kettle is bung on the crane in the yard and hams are Al the butter milk is saved to be sent to the men in The vegetables any time thrown into a flutter of and the men are the oven is Rone, then pies boiled, the field, and root beer is brewed, | chickens and gathered in anticipation of the harvest supper. “At last the thrasher, horses, pulls to field, and other wagons follow, loaded with singing shouting men and boys, most of them peighbors, only a few traveling with the machine, The last wagon will con tain women and girl neighbors, win have compe to help get supper and wait {on the men. They to the { house, bringing with them man) i dishes, knives and forks and table | linen to help out the ondinary family | outfit Ruch’ shouting and laughing and joking and exchange of good news and bad news! “In the windless September air the booming of the separator’s cylinde: rises above the steam voice of the trac tion engine. Six teams are in the field hauling the wheat to the machine, and the feeder. with easy, majestic move | ment, gathers the sheaves under his arms and feeds them into the insatia | ble maw. Al the afternoon the golden straw climbs and falls over in tx smoky air: the chaff dies in a blinding cloud, and the grain flows like a stream of sun-flecked water into the two-bush el measures, which are tipped ih to a wagon.” are dressed drawn hy fgqmt the Sole on How Children Pick Up Words About as funny a thing as nman ox- perience affords Is the habit of children to plek up new words and the odd use they wake of them before they really find ont their meaning. A good little girl went “with ber mother and her aunt to a matinee performance. A ticket office, and mide them stand there till he had bought a seat for hime golf and a companion. The mother cnid-and the child heard It: “lgno- ramus!” The next day the Httle girl called her brother an ignoramus when he clams. fly tumbled agaii®t her in the “hop scotch” fled. The *a” in the third syllable of the word had been pro- nounced as in “that” and the brother learned that his sister had the idea that any one who pushed or rammed agalust another, whether rudely or by
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