Seek Not Thine Own,
Seek not thine own;
Live thou for other*;
Live for thy brother*
And when the bleat
Of sorrow or temptation swoops ths MS of Ufth
And hearts beet low amid ths botj toil and
strife,
When joys arc flod.
When loves grow cold and are dead,
"Love thyself last."
Seek not thino own;
In all the ages
Heroes and sagos
By gifts aro known.
The world esteems them groat and good who,
living, shod
The gift of light upon the world. Tbay, being
dead,
Are living still,
In monuments past human skill.
Of brass or stona.
Seek not thino own;
Forever giving
Is ever living.
While good endures.
Fruitful, self-sacrifice, to Him the Father sent
Shall get thoe all. Tho world and bright-orbed
firmament,
Or life, or death,
Lo I the All-Qiver, faithful, aaith,
"All things are yours."
.
FAME VERSUS LOVE.
"It cannot be!"
As these words fell from Helen Arm
strong's lips she arose from her seat, an
old overturned boat, and moved alowly
toward the water's edge.
For a moment her companion, a man
of perhaps twenty-five, hesitated; then
he joined her, repeating:
"It cannot be, Helen? Surely you
are not in earnest. You love me, have
you not said it? and yet you refuse to
become my wife 1"
"Edwin, I—■"
"You did not mean it," quickly in
terrupted Edwin Bennett, adding:
"Gome, darling, why should net we be
happy?" And ho drew her hand
within his arm.
For an instant she let it rest there,
then slowly bat firmly she loosened
his olasp, as she said:
" For two years you and I have been
friends. In that time did you ever
know me to change after I had once
decided upon anything J"
"No, but—" answered her companion
quickly, while she, unheeding, goes on
with:
"Yon know the one great desire of
my life is to win fame as an artist
Oould I do this as your wife?"
"Why not, Helen ? Would I not do
anything in the world to help you f'
came the proud answer, as Edwin Ben
nett bent his eyes fondly upon tho fair
face beside him.
" No, Edwin; as a wife I could never
hope to obtain fame. Marriage brings
to women so many cares that there is
very little time left over for other work.
I should not make you happy. I
should be constantly longing for my
old, free life."
<' If that is all I am not afraid to risk
my happiness, Helen," answered her
lover, a more hopeful look lighting up
his handsome face.
"Think how for five years," continued
Helen, " I have worked with the one
end in view. My home, yon are aware,
has not been particularly agreeable.
Uncle and Rant are kind in their way,
and have always let me have my own
will about painting, providing it did
not cost them anything. As for love
or sympathy, yon have seen how mnoh
they have yielded to ine."
' Seen and felt for yon, Helen, Ood
knows. And now that I will make
your life, if love can do it, one happy
dream, yon will not; and yet yon do
not deny yonr love for me."
For a second Helen's eyes rested
longingly upon the face of the man
who loved her so drarly; then into
their dusky depths crept an intense,
passionate longing, as they swept the
horizon and noted the glorious splendor
of the setting son, while she ex
claimed :
"Oh, Edwin I If I could only repro
dnoe that sunset jnst as it is I If I only
eonld 1"
With an impatient sigh he tnrned
away.
" Always her art, never me; perhape
she is right after all. It wonld always
stand between as."
She, not noticing, went on with—
"lf it would only stay long enough
for me to eatch those colors, bat no, it
is fading now."
Turning, Helen found that her com
panion bad left her side, and stood a
few yards away.
"Edwin," she ealleL
In an instant he waa beside her,
everything forgotten exoept that she
was the woman he loved.
*' I wanted to tell yon how good Mr.
Hovey is. It seems he was acquainted
with poor papa years ago, when I was a
baby, and therefore feels quite inter
ested in me. Y<>n have heard how he
praises my work, and last night he
proposed —"
" Proposed I" exclaimed Edwin Ben
nett, hotly. "Why, you don't mean to
■ay that old man actually had tho au
dacity to ask you to marry him?"
" How rilionlonsl How oould you
think of such a thing?" answered
glan t a ripple of laughter escaping
from between her prettj teeth, as she
continued :
" No; he proposed, if I were willing,
to send me to Italy for two years, he,
of course, defraying the greater part of
the expenses. He said when I beoame
famous I oould refund him the little
amount if I wished. Was it not gen
erous of him? Just tbink, two years at
work among the old masters. What
could I not do then? It would be such
a help to me. My little inoome would
do, with oare, I think."
"And you would go?" As Edwin
Bennett asked this question a look of
pain crossed his face.
" Why not ?'' came the reply, as Helen
raised her eyes questioningly to her
companion.
" You say you love me ; and yet you
would put the sea between ns. Helen,
wait; I will work hard and earn money
enough to take us both abroad. Do
you think I oould deny you anything?
You should paint to your heart's con
tent, from the old masters, or anything
else you pleased. So long as you were
happy, I should be. Perhaps I might
turn painter, too, some day, with you
to inspire me," he added, smiling
slightly.
" I do not doubt your love for me,
Edwin; but I shall never marry. I in
tend to devote my life to my art. As a
wife it would be impossible for me to
do so. I should be hindered and tram
meled in a thousand ways. Believe me,
I have thought very earnestly of all this,
and I—"
"Helen, when I came to spend my
vacation here at Little Rock, so as t
be near yon, I said to myself, Now you
can ask the woman yon love to be your
wife, and know that yon have a home
to offer her. For yonr sake I wish I
were rich ; but I am still young, and
with the good prospects I have, I do
not see why I shall not bo able before
many years to give my wife all she can
wish."
"It is not that, Edwin. I should
not love you one bit the more if yon
were a millionaire," interrupted Helen,
glancing reproachfully at him.
"Helen, my holiday is over to-mor
row. I must have my answer to-night.''
The words came somewhat sternly from
between Edwin Bennett's lips.
Mechanically, with the end of her
parasol, Helen Armstrong traced on
glittering yellow sands, "Fame versus
Love." Then, as she became aware of
what she had done, she songht to efface
them. Too late. Edwin Bennett's
hand stayed hers, as pointing to the
letters stood oat, he said, hoarsely :
"Choose 1"
For a second she hesitated, then
slowly came the answer:
" I accepted Mr. Hovey's offer this
morning. lam to sail in a week."
Spurning her hand from him, Edwin
Bennett cried out, passionately:
"God forgive yonl I cannot I" Then,
without another word, he tnrned and
left her.
A faint cry of "Edwin " escaped Jier
lips, as her arms were held out impflor
ingly toward him. Then they fell to
her side, and she, too, tamed and went
slowly across the sands in the opposite
direction. If he had looked back and
seen those outstretched arms, how dif
ferent their life might have been ; bnt
no, be plodded angrily along the shoro,
glancing neither to the right nor the
left. Little by little the waves crept
np and Love was drowned, while fame
stood out bold and clear npon the yel
low sands.
Ten years have oome and gone since
Helen Armstrong and Elwin Bennett
parted on the shore, and daring that
time they have never met. Helen had
won that which she had striven for.
She had beoome an artist of renown.
Even royalty had been pleased to com
pliment her npon her art.
; For thelaU month ono of Helen Arm
strong's paintings had been on exhibition
at the Academy of Design, and crowds
had been drawn thither to see this last
work of the celebrated artist. The
snbject was simple, nothing new, yet
visitors returned again and again to
gaze at it.
It waß the last day of its exhibition,
when a lady and gentleman, the gen
tleman leading a little girl ef perhaps
three years by the hand, passed into
the room where the painting hnng.
"Oh 1 isn't it too bad there is snoh
a crowd; I wanted to see it I'' ex
claimed the lady, to which the gentle
man replied:
"We will look at the other pictures
first and oome back again; perhaps
there will not be snch a crowd then."
An hour or so later the gentleman
and lady returned ; then the room was
almost deserted, exoept for a few
stragglers here and there. It wu jnst
abont time to oloae the gallery.
For a few moments they stood in si
lence before the painting; then a little
voioe said:
"Baby wants to see, too, papa."
Stooping down the gontlaman raised
the pretty, daintily-dressed child in his
•arms. After gravely regarding the
picture for a second, the little one
asked:
"Is zay mad, papa?"
"I am afraid one was, pet," came the
low answar, as Edwin Bennett softly
kissed the fair cheek of his little girl
Then his gaze returned to the paint*
ing.
Astretohof yellow sands, dotted here
and there by huge boulders and piles
of snowy pebbles, against whioh the
overhanging cliffs looked almost bleak.
Gentle little baby waves rippling in to
ward the shore, while majestio purple
hued, silver-edged clouds seemed float
ing en masse toward the golden, crim
son-barred sun that flooded the sky and
water with its warm light.
In the oenter of the picture, where
tho beaoh formed a curve resembling a
horseshoe, was an old boat, turned
bottom upward ; some few feet off, the
figure of ayoung man, apparently walk
ing hurriedly away. Although the faoa
was not visible, the gazer felt that the
man suffered; that the glorious sunset
was this day as naught to him. Per
haps it was in the tightly-clasped hand,
the veins of which stood out like great
cords; or, maybe the man's apparent
total disregard of his surroundings.
To the right of the picture the figure
of a young girl, trailing a parasol in
the sand, as she appeared to move
slowly in the opposite direction from
her companion. Only a little bit of a
delicately- shaped ear and a mass of
glossy braids showed from beneath the
shade hat, but one oould readily be
lieve that the pretty girlish figuro be
longed to an equally attractive face.
About half way between them, traced
upon the sands, were the words, "Fame
versus Love."
"Is it not lovely, Edwin?" and Mrs.
Bennett laid her hand npon her hus
band's arm as she added:
" Yet how sad it somehow seems. I
can't help feeling sorry for them. I
wish I could see their faoes. I feel as
if I wanted to turn them round."
Clasping tho little hand that rested
so confidingly upon his arm, Edwin
Bennett inwardly thanked Ood for the
gift of his fair young wife, as he Baid:
"Gome, djar, they are commencing
to close up. Baby's tired, too."
"Ess, me's tired. Baby wants to
tiss mamma," lisped the child, holding
out her tiny arms.
Husband and wife failed to notice a
lady who stood near, gazing at a paint
ing. As the pretty young mother
stooped down to receivo her baby's
ki-ses, whioh the little one lavished on
her cheeks, lips and brow, a deep,
yearning look gathered in the strange
lady's eyes and she turned hastily
away.
"Oh, Edwin!" exclaimed his wife as
they passed the silent figure in black.
" Wouldn't it be nice if baby should
grow up to be a great artist like this
Miss Armstrong."
" Qod forbid, Annie," came the earn
est reply, followed by " lot her grow up
to be a true, loving woman, that is all I
ask." The lady's hand tightened its
hold upon the back of a settee as the
words reached her ears, but she did not
move until they were out of sight.
Then lifting her veil she went and stood
before the painting that had won such
fame. Tears gatherod in her eyes as
she gazed, and with the words, " I will
never look at it again," she, too, passed
out of the building, and in her own
handsome carriage was driven home.
Scorn shone in her dark eyes as they
fell upon the costly works of art scat
tered in lavish profusion aboat her lux
uriously furnished apartments. Hastily
throwing aside her wraps, she crossed
over to a mirror. A very handsome
faoe it refleoted. Not looking the thirty
years it had known.
Helen Armstrong—for it was she—
had heard of Edwin Bennett's mar
riage ; heard that he had succeeded in
business beyond his most sanguine ex
pectations ; heard that his wife was one
of the loveliest and gentlest of women,
and that Elwin Bennett idolized both
wife and child. This day she had seen
them.
Then came the thought that she
might have stood in that wife's place;
she, too, might have had those baby
lips pressed as lovingly to hers ; but
she had put it from her. She had
chosen Fame versus Love. If she
oould only go back to that day on the
sands, how differently she would now
act.
Turning away from the mirror, she
exclaimed, bitterly:
"Too late, Helen Armstrong. As
you have sown, so must you reap."—
Florence Rtvre Pcndor.
Getting it Valued.
" Hellrfl coming out of a pawnshop}
What have you been doing there V
The party aocosted, with 0011 fusion ;
"Oh, you see, I thought I'd go in and
have my watoh—ah—valned. You see,
you oan get a more accurate estimate in
that way tlyn in any other."
About three weeks lat°r the same
parties meet under similar circum
stances.
"Ha, been getting your watoh valued
again?"
"Well—a—yes I I see from the stook
marks'- tews that there has been a gen
eral adjustment of valnes, BO I thought
I'd see how it affected my watch."
AN EUIPTIAN PRISON.
Th IlhicotiH Heone* Encountered by a Be
nevolent I-'iiulintirnnu lit Cairo.
We were in a sort of ill-paved, ill
looking, ill-smelling square; on each
side of the squaro was a large door, now
thrown open, displaying an inner door
of cross-barred, wooden i riting, and
behind row upon row of miserable,
hopeless faces. Already tho old folk and
children who had followed us had begun
to pilfer from tho bread paniera, and
as soon us tho jmsoners caught sight
of tho food, the horrid clanking of
chains grated on my ears, loud cries
and howls came from tho gratings,
and the faoes at tho apertures mul
tiplied threefold. I could see
the poor wretches struggling with one
another for a plaoo in front, the weakest
of course going to the wall, tho greed
iest and strongest crashing forward.
And such faces I Most of them were re
volting enough in themselves, and
oould well have spared the loathsome
environment that made them worse. Of
some, indeed, that scourge of the East,
leprosy, had loft its mark; some were
merely ill and hungry-looking; the bet
ter favored seemed to stay with their
chains behind, for shame, perhaps. All
the foremost cried out for tho bread
Ihey saw, and scrambled and fought
like wild beasts for such of the round-
Cakes as escaped through the bars with
out being torn piece-meal in their pass
age. One or two of the officials volun
fcjreed to help us distribute our doles;
and of course inviolable Eastern custom
demanded that a little of the sorry stuff
Bhould disappear by the way into their
own capacious pockets. I tried to get
one of tho fellows— Jusef, as I had
heard some of the prisoners call him—
to deal out the bread in something like
order, but order seemed impossible;
official authority stopped short outside
the bars of the prison-house, while in
lide I could see some sturdy ruffians
dealing blows to their fellows with
rude whips and stioks, and even with
their chains, driving them from the
raised step that led to the door, cursing
loudly. And while this din was in our
ears and we were feeding the wrotohes
inside the bars the unfortunates outside,
who had followed us closely to this very
holy of holies, were pilfering as fast as
hands, big or little, could help them.
Yes, big or little. One tiny child, about"
Qve years old, s.ole three cakes, before
my eyes, was cuffed, hustled away and
returned in a minute to steal a fourth
from my left hand, while her mother
was snatching from my right. The
cigarettes produced almost equal ex
citement and were hugged by the happy
possessors almost as eagerly as the
bread.
And now that my stook of provisions
was exhausted I thonght I had seen
enough for once, and proceeded to
make my way out of the vile den. As I
was moving off one of the officials
blandly asked far backshish, in reply to
which I used all the few Arabic indig
nant expletives I knew, and failing that,
Fiench, and when that also came too
slowly for my indignation, I found re
lief in native Euglish.
I heard subsequently that " the khe
oivo"—i. e., I supposed the government
—sends daily supplies to the prisons to
tho extent of three of those small round
cakes for each person in confinement,
but they only get one and some who
had tasted the sweets of this same
prison-house assured me that they often
got none. Whero do the rest go ? What
man who knows E<ypt knows not this,
too ?— MacmWa-i's Magazine.
SCIENTIFIC NCKAI'S.
Ozone has an odor similar to a spot
that has been strnok by lightning.
Where birds fly very little their
feathers never acquire or else soon lose
their distinctive quill-like character.
In Franoe it is observed that there
are 100 speoies of insects living upon
the maritime pine, some of them with
oat special injury to it and others with
the worst effect.
Separate acorns from their shells and
they can be used to yield an alcohol
capable of employment in the arts, and
so oan the helianthus root be turned to
similar account.
The amount of heat poured down
annually on the surface of our earth ex
ceeds a million times the heat produoed
by all the ooal rai-od, which may be
estimated at 280 000 tons a year.
Medioago aud heliotrope have been
raised from seeds fonnd in a Roman
tomb, where they must have lain for
1,600 years, having been pat in a bag,
under the head of the corpse, for a
pillow.
According to statistics jnst worked
Dut, one railway traveler is killed in
Franos for eaoh 1,600.000,000 kilome
ters (about 994 260,000 miles) ran, whioh
is equal to 40,000 times the length of
the voyage around the world. This ex
curt-ion, the computer adds, would last
daring 8.044 years travelling dt. >nd
night at the rate of sixty kilometers (37
28 miles) par hour. Allowing sixty years
to be the average lifetime in store for a
healthy man, it follows that bafore he
eonld be killed by a railway so ddent
according to the law of pr.rbabilitiee he
wonld have died a natural death fifty
times.
Orange Injects.
When a dish of oranges is seen on
the table for dessert, the fact is hardly
realized that in all probability their
surface is the habitat of an insect of tho
Cocoas family. This tiny creature is
found on the orange ekin in every stage
of transformation, from the egg to the
perfect insect, during the winter months,
instead of remaining dormant in the
cold weather, as is the case with most
of the insect tribe. It would hardly be
possible to find a S'. Michael's or Tan
gerine orange that had not hundreds of
these little creatures in various stages
of development on its surface. Lemons,
too, are frequently covered. Upon in
spection, tho skin of an orange will be
fonnd to he dotted over with brownish
scarlet spots of various sizes. These
specks can be easily removed by a
needle; and when placed under a
microsoope an interesting scene is pre
sented, consisting of a large number of
eggs, which are oval white bodies,
standing on end, like little bags of
flour, some of the inhabitants of which
may very probably be seen in process of
emerging from the opened end of the
egg. The female insect upon leaving
the egg has six legs, two long hair-like
appendages and no wings; it thrusts
a sucker into the orange in order to ob
tain a nourishment, and never moves
again, passing through tho various
stages of development until it lays its
eggs and dies. In the case of the male
insect, tho chrysalis after a short period
opens and the insect flies off. The male
is supplied with wings twice the length
of its body, and each of the legs has a
hook-like projection. It has four eyes
and two antennae, and is so tiny that it
cannot be seen when flying.
From some parts of Spain oranges
come to us having their rind covered
with a coccus of quite a different type.
The surface of oranges, indeed, affords
tho possessor of a microscope an infi
nite amount of interest and amusement
— Chambers' Journal.
A Washington Story.
The following is from a Washington
letter to the Philadelphia Times:
From what you have heard of our
aesthetic society I know you will be
willing to believe almost anything of it.
Yet an incident of the week is so extra
ordinary that it is doubtful whether the
outside, and of course vulgar, world
can comprehend or appreciate. One of
our society women a member of her
family by death, the other day, a pug
dog. An extensive preparation for
a funeral ocourred, and the ob
sequies followed in due course
after the fashion laid down by custom
for oivilized humanity. Ido not know
whether the services of a preacher were
called into requisition or not, but as all
the other funeral conditions were ful
filled it is very probable. The coffin in
which the remains of Mr. or Miss (as the
case may be) Pag were exposed for the
last gaze of the grief-stricken members
of the family was of the regulation pat
tern with silver handles. The hearse
was white, emblematic of the purity
of character of the diseased, and
was managed by a first-class un
dertaker, who wore the proper
emblems of respect usually consid
ered necessary in ceremonies of this
kind. There was a respeotable train of
carriages to make up the funeral cor
tege, which proceeded to the cemetery
in solemn order, and there the body of
Mr. or Miss (as tho case may be) Pag
was interred in the family lot with ap
propriate ceremonies.
Thus far everything went smoothly
onougb, aud had not some sensitive
people who had relatives and friends
buried in this cemetery raised a row
about it tho outside and vulgar world
would have been none the wiser.
As it was, the sexton was oalled to swift
account for having granted a burial
oertifioite.
Using Ants In Horticulture.
Dr. 0. T. Macgowan has sent Pro
fessor C. V. Riley, of the agricultural
bureau, Washington, from Han Chow,
an oooount of a ouriona use made of
ants in that part H China. It seems
that in many par*s of the province of
Canton the orange trees are injured by
certain worms, and to rid themselves of
these pests tho inhabitants import ants
from the neighboring hills. The hlu
people throughout the summer and
winter find the nests of two speoies of
ants, red and yellow, suspended from
the branches of various treos. The
"orange ant breeders" sre provided
with pig -or goat bladders baited
inside with lard. The orifloee of these
they apply to the entrance of the bag
like nests, when the ants enter the
bladders, and, aa Dr. Macgowan ex
presses it, "b9oome a marketable com
modity at the orangeries." The trees
are colonized by plaoing the ants on
their upper branches, and bamboo rods
ars stretched between the different
trees so as to give the ants easy aocess
to the whole orchard. This remedy
has been in constant use at least since
1610, and probably dates from a much
earlier period. It is oertainly a new
way of utilising ants, whioh as a m •
are deservedly considered a nv'aan.4l
by the horticulturist.
CLIPPINGS FOR THE CUKIOUS.
There are said to be 1,000 acres
planted with tomatoes on the Maniteej
river, Florida.
The plumes known as bird of Para,
dise feathers are only developed by the
adnlt male birds.
Forty thousand dollars worth of
chewing gum is gathered in the State
of Maine every year.
A receipt for chapped hands is apiece
of camphor the size of a walnut melted
with half a cupful of mutton tallow.
Rags are now recognized as such a
valuable commodity that their export is
forbidden by the English government
No less than 340 periodicals were
started in the United States last year,
the majority of them filling early
graves.
The chamois is the only antelope
found in Europe, and the baboon, on
the rocks of Gibraltar, the only quad
rumana.
Saltan, the pet elephant of the
Jardin des Plantes, Paris, was unable
to survive the death of his companion,!
the dog Jean.
Four million of a young spider's
threads, which are not so large as those
of a grown spider, are not as large as a
lingle human hair.
The alabastrile marbles of the an
cients were not marble proper, but a
hard carbonate of lime, identioal with
"talagmite, the modern alabaster.
Workmen employed in nail manufac
tories are liable to contract a disease
known as nailers' consumption, caused
by the deposit of iron particles in the
cells of the lungs.
The Chinese pbarmaoopeia contains
instruction for making various kinds of
wine known as mutton, deer, dog or
snake wine. The ingredients of mutton
wine are a sheep, milk, brown
honey, raisins and various drugs.
Andrew Charles, of St Johns, Mich.,
has a walking-stick four feet long,
around which is coiled a snake six feet
long. It is supposed the snake was sick
or indisposed when it took its position
upon the growing sapling, and, the
bark being moist and gummy, the snake
adhered without effort, and there died
and dried.
PEARLS OF THOUGHT.
What makes life dreary is the want of
motive.
To see what is right and not do it is
want of courage.
No man was ever written out of repu
tation but by himself.
Recollection is the only paradise from
which we cannot be turned out.
If you wish to remove avarice you
must remove its mother—luxury.
Charity and personal force are the
only investments worth anything.
We carry all our neighbors' crimes in
the light and throw all our own oveij
our shoulder.
Pleasure is tno mere acoident of out
being and work its natural and most
holy neoessity.
There are none so low but they have
their triumphs. Small successes suffioo
for small souls.
It is iu general more profitable to
reckon up our defects than to boast of
our attainments.
louniig tire tasger ana sirecn aowei
of life; age is the fall corn, ripe and
solid in the ear.
Education begins the gentleman, but
reading, good company and reflection
must finish him.
Without the virtue of hnmility one
can neither be honest in poverty nor
contented in abundance.
As concerns the quantity of what is
to be read, there is a single role—read
much, but not many works.
The best way to discipline one's hearl
against scandal is to believe all stories
false which ought not to be true.
A memory without blot or contamina
tion Is an exquisite treasure and an in
exhaustible source of pure refreshment.
Smart Indian Children.
Secretary Teller returned to Wash
ington from Carlisle, Pa., muoh pleased
with the evidenoe of progress among
the young Indians. He says the boys
are doing well at farm work and learn
ing the praoiioal part of agriculture.
They need more land, and he will ask.
for the means from Congress to pur
chase 200 acres more land, whioh can be
worked profitably. Some twenty-nine
or thirty of the boys and girls are
placed ont with the farmers of the
neighborhood daring the summer vaca
tion, beoaose there is not enongh for
them to do on the school farm. The
institution needs soma more oows also,
in the opinion of the secretary. He
thinks the girla should be tanght to
milk and make butter, in order that
when they return they oan show their
people that they osn make other use of
the cattle than to kill them all for
beef.
Mobile, Ala, makes female violators
of the law work oat thai? Simon \be
chain-gang.