THE PLOWMAN, When the tired plowman his plow-stock leaves In the growing corn, as the sun goes down, And the sky is as rich as a gleaner’s sheaves In flowers of crimson and purple and brown, I will wait in the rare and wondrous eves And watch, as the loom of the sunset weaves Its fabric of gold over country and town, And I think of the springs that have come and gone Since we saw the shuttle across the blue That wrought in colors of dusk and dawn, When the musk of the sleeping roses flew On the breath of the southwind over the | lawn, And the evening shadows were longer | drawn, And the sun was low, and the stars were | few, And youth was fair in the lives we led, Its memories linger in this latter spring, And live in the flowers, the books we read, The kiss she gave me in the grapevine swing, In words and works, to be filled and fed On the wasted honey and wasted bread, And sung in the songs she used to sing. Though the lily and rose have lost their leaves Inthe ashes of sumuners of long ago, They come, through the rare and wondrous aves, Ix the crop of love we used to sow, As rich as the garlands the sunset weaves When the tired plowman his labor leaves In the fragrant corn, and the sun is low, 3M. A, Candler, in Atlanta Constitution. y ‘ od MY MAGAZINE FUND. BY E. G. RICE. Four months before I was graduated from Wellesley College, some years ago, I was troubled with the perplexing problem of how to get a very nice gradu. ating dress at a very for my father, a village merchant in Maine, could ill afford to spend more money than was absolutely for regular expenses, “I do wish I could think of some way to earn the money for my dress,” I said one day to my inseparable friend, Madge Bennett, “Why don’t you write st papersi” pt ** What papers!” “Why, any papers -MAZR- snes, quarterlies, literary sjndicates— anything or saybody,” she answered, springing to her idea in her usual eathu- Siastic way. “But 1've protested, “Yes, dear, you must have,” she urged, effusively. ‘‘You don't know how often I've stood enraptured to hear You go on telling some yarn that [ knew” (kissing me fervently} “hadn't a word of truth in it. Oh, I know you could be a great novelist. Think of being pointed out by strangers on the street as the cele- brated Millicent Warner, of Warner's Falls! What rapture!" “Bot what could I write a story about!” said I, ignoring her little reflec- tion on my veracity at times. “Write a lovestory. Everybody likes them,” she answered. “‘But I've never had a love aflair, and I never can have,” I added, mournfully, “for there isn't a man in my town that I'd look at for a lover, and you know I've got to stay at home while the other girls take their turn away at school. I know it's predestinated that I shall be an old maid, but I don't like the out- look,” said I, telling a literal truth for once at least, ‘“Tisn't of the least consequence,” Madge said, encouragingly. never need to know about the subjects they write sbout. Why, all the books about the management of children are written by old maids; and do you sup- that the people who write about rd This and Lady That ever saw a real lord, even with an opera-glass?” “I don’t know,” said I with simplic- ity. “Why, of course not,” she rattled on; “*hall the stories of travel and adventure are made up by men who have never been outside of Coney Island. Indeed, the less you really know about a subject the better off you are, you see, because you're not hampered by facts and your imagination can bave full scope.” “U'm afraid 1 couldn't succeed way,” I said, musingly. ‘Indeed you could,’ she still asserted. “Last year my cousin, Joe Schuyler, who always has lived in New York and was just graduated at Columbis—not even a country college, like Harvard-- took charge of the agricnltural depart. ment of a city paper while the regular editor went to Europe for three months, and he got along finely. He just hunted over the rural exchanges and re wrote their articles, using a little different wording, that was all.” “Didn't he make any asked, “No, not in the paper,” she said; “but he did get into a bit of a scrape, for a farmur wrote him msking for some explicit directions for using a new remedy for pip in chickens, and as Joe is full of fun, he wrote the farmer a private letter sending him a prescription about like this: Btumpus woodus, regular size, Hath stus, one application, Blake well before using This is an absolute and mstantaneous cure, Bo the farmer drove off five miles to the nearest town, to the drug store, where the clork assured him he'd been trifled with aud that it was all a joke. That eoraged tho farmer and he took it in to the county paper, which happened to be published in that town, and the editor made tie most of poor Joe's joke and all the county stopped their sub. scriptions in consequence. But Joe <ddn't care,” “Didn't the city bead editor moked, “Dearme! Idon'tknow. Joedidn't tell me what he said: But, Millicert, do try. know you could write nsw love story, or a yachting adventure.” “Why, I never wus on a yncht in my life,” I remonstrated. it isn’t of any low cost ; necessary my ries for the sively. vith surprise, -all papers no talent for writing,” “People that blunders?” 1 onrel” 1 “But I assure you, dear, consequence if you never were. Now, if you'll never divulge my secret, I'll tell you that I am writing a story myself, and am doing just what I've advised you to do, for my story is numed “‘A Night with Gamblers,” and I've located it on the Mississippi River steamer, It's a thrill. ing tale, and I've got toa place where one man is just going to stab another.” “Do read it to me!” I begged; but Madge would not unless I would agree to write one with her;--and so this was the way my first attempt to write for the press came about, I took her advice. I not only wrote a love story, but I placed the lovers on a | yacht and set them afloat in Georgian Bay—probably because I knew less of that sheet of water than of most others. ‘*“That's all right,” said Madge cheer- fully. “Send it to some inland news paper. The editor himself won't know auy more about it than you do. If he sends you fifty dollars—which I think would be a fair price—for your story, you won't care whether the yacht siils bow on or stern first, and if you do hap- voat has got some new kind of a rig on her,” So I got a fresh block of paper, wrote | my title, ‘‘Love in Georgian Bay," { began my story. By night I had two | pages written, and couldn't seem to think tof anything to say next. Madge, too, { still had her gambler ‘standing with up- | lifted hand ready to plunge his dagger,” but some way she couldn't seem to end { the situation as she wished, Day after day we wrestled with these { imaginary men. The girl of my tale { was all ready and willing—I had no trouble with her; but I waoted my hero to suffer some experiences, and I found it no easy task to pull him into and out of his various difficulties. 1 thea would tear up my writing and try again. Madge, too, had her trials. days she shot her gambler and then she would revive him and stab him, aod once she poisoned him, but his style of death “It melodramatic, said; ‘vit must be a tale indicating great reserved power," Each day first waking breath “Will he § he be dead by night!” Finally a day came when we each re solved to end the suspense before and in the recreation hour we took wandered off the Wellesley agreeing to make some sort of an ending before we went back; but the gambler was still alive, and the willing maid was still trying to lure on the reluctant lover, when the sound of distant thunder came to our ears and a dark cloud nsing in the west warned us to return to a shelter, It gave us both a new idea, however, and we each resolved to work a thunder storm into our tales, The result was better than our hopes. The gambler was made to rush oa deck just ns a flash of lightning struck the smoke stack of his steamer, and he was knocked senseless and then robbed by his fiendish companions and cast over- board, where ‘‘he sunk to rise no more.” p laid her tale amide with a sigh. | | save sending for an under. taker, anyhow,” she said, “if I drown him instead of stabbing him; so, on the whole, I think it's the better way." As for my couple, they are idly drift. g on an ebbing tide (I didn't know then that there was no tide in Georgian Bay), when dark clouds began to roll up, and the muttering thunder began to reverberate among the darkly wooded hills. They hastily rowed to the shore, tied their yacht to a tree, and began climbing a rugged precipice, while the maid clung in terror to the soul-tossed lover. It was too suggestive. He begged to defend her through all life's pathway, and in well-feigned surprise she mur- mured her assent just as the first drops of the bursting storm fell and they reached a shelter. “It was a happy omen of future days,” were my closing words “My maiden is ready to don her soli taire diamond ring.” 1 declared tri. umphantly to Madge, and we kissed each other ecstatically. “1 knew you could do it, Milly," she *‘Now, shall you sign your name severe heart wrote and wiote, and Some or seemed to satisfy her, must ot seem she we asked each other with our wopose to-day!” and “Will night, our LE t Ew trees, writing blocks and quiet place under i it " said. to iti” “No, indeed,” I replied; “I've de. cided to use a man's name, for I think it would be more in accordance with my style of composition. I shall be known as George Warner." Madge said she did not shink from the public gaze. She would use her own name, We copied our stories carefully and sent them each to one of the two best. known magazines, and then began to watch the daily mail for an answer, While we continually asserted to each other that we hadn't the least idea they would be accepted, we each were, in our own minds, as contingally plaaning as | to how we would spend the fifty dollars that we duly expected to receive. Having heard from neither story at the end of a fortnight, we concluded that the stories had been accepted and were waiting to be published before being paid for, and settled back quite composediy 1n | that conviction, Each day [ planned a | new way to spead my money, | *“Bince we've Leen so successful in these articles, let us write some more," said Madge; aod we did. This time she took a love story, and had a West Point cadet olope with a Southern heiress, and then both of them went to the President to ask pardon, and he reinstated the cadet in the military | academy, at the same time allowing him | to board at the hotel with his bride, to | the envy of the whole corps, { [tnd a true story about a French. Jaisdian boy from Three Rivers who | came to our own town to earn money for | his widowed mother, sod was crushed in ‘a jam of logs, and how kind the rough | mon were to him, and how they sent him home to dic because he longed so to see his mother once more We wrote these stories rapidly and sent | them to the two ne.) best ines of i our choice, Madge said we Just ws well become known at once te the pen to get it wrong, folks will think the | and | world of readers as to limit our teope to the circle reached by any one Fortomeal In our imaginations we now had each earned fifty dollars more, and as the pro- ceeds seemed to accumulate so well we decided to write all that we could find time for. It made a serious inroad in my pocket money to obtain the needed stamps to send the articles away and also to pro- vide for their being returned, and Madge suggested that we save this last expense, as it was evidently uncalled for. Then graduation time came, and we had to leave each other and the place we loved 80 much. We debated whether to write to all the various editors about our articles, and notify them of our change of ad- dress, but finally decided to leave word with the postmaster at Wellesley and | await results. I had been sorely tempted to { run in debt for some graduating extrava- | gances, being sure I could pay for them | out of my ‘magazine fund,” as I now | called my expected fifty dollar payments, | but bad bravely resisted the temptation, as it was contrary to all my home train- ing, by thinking how happy I wouald be | Inter to repay my father for some of his generous outlay on my pleasure. When I got back to Maine I took our village pestmaster into my confidence enough to persuade him to retain any letters addressed to George Warner, for | delivery to myself alone. One after another, in the next six months, those various re. | jected manuscripts found their w ay back to Warner's Falls, and time after time my “magazine fund” diminished corre. spondingly. Daily I was more and more thankful that I had not left any debts to be met from that prospective incon A formal printed blank, statin courtesy that my article was not the of the Canadian boy, to which the editor added in a foot-note the words, “If written with more care this would prob ably be accepted somewhere. Try your local paper.” Madge wrote had been used of the course | LN g with avail. one but able, ac companied each ne me that al in due fires, but she was « TR Were Lime -servers ar nius unless & big ned to an article, but eit very humble, re story suggested and sent it to our wrote the county paper with many misgivings. he editor wrote me a kind note saying that be could not afford to pay for contribu. tions, but he would be glad to pub : i lish ies sent him on those any good short artic terms, and I soon had the ine xpressible pleasure of seeing my story in priot, and of sending a copy of the paper to Madge, who unselfishly satisfied my long. ing with her ready and effusive, though truly genuine, sympathy and praise. Then I sent my first story, “Love in Georgian Bay,” and asother entitle i, “The Bride of Castle Chalbeur,” but the editor returned them both with a note saying that they were not adapted to his paper, and suggesting that [ send him several bric! letters about college.girl life at Wellesley; and he added; “Write simply about things you know about.” I re-read all my silly, stilted stories, snd, recognizing their utter trashiness, put them into the kitchen fire. 1 could not help letting a tear fall as IT thought of the “magazine fund” with which 1 could never surprise my father's emptied purse. Bome time afterward, however, I wrote Madge a long and true tale. The unexpected man had come to pass, even in our town that I had scorned, and the subject of my true tale was ‘love in Warner's Falls." —Frani Leslie's Tlustrated. How Caviare is Made. The Allegemeine Sport Zeitung, in an article on caviare, say ** This delicacy has only become generally known in the Inst sixty or eighty years, but during that time it has acquired a distinguished place in the estimation of every gourmet Every one is aware that caviare is the salted roe of the sturgeon, a fish which is caught in great numbers off the south const of Russia. The large grained cavi- are, made from the roe of the largest species of that fish, is coomdered the best, *¢ Bome of the sturgeons weigh as much as 3,000 pounds, measure from eighteen to twenty-seven feet in length and yield a roe weighing 800 pounds. The fish should be caught some months before spawning time, while the roe is hard and light gray in color. As it gets softer and darker it becomes less and less suit. able for preparing caviare; and when it is quite ripe, it is completely useless for the purpose. The process isa simple one. The roes, cut into large preces, are put into a horse hair ur metal sieve, the coarseness of which is regulated by the coarseness of the roe, which is then rubbed earefelly through, so that it falls out as uninjured as possible, while the skin attached to it remains in the sieve. *“ The finer sort of caviare Is rubbed into an empty dish; it is then strewn with dry, finely powdered sit; the whole mass is then well stirred with a wooden fork and immediately put up in little wooden barrels, ready for export, The inferior sorts are rubbed through the I sieve into strong brine, where they are | allowed to remain untouched until thor. oughly salted through; the brine is then pressed out and the caviare packed | tightly in cases. The fresher and more | lightly salted caviare is the better. In | 1826 caviare to the worth of $105,000 wis exported from the Caspian son; since | then the amount annually exported, and | especially its value (for the price is now | much higher than it used to be), have | greatly increased.” Biggest Fresh Water Fish, The biggest of fresh water fishes, the Harapaima,” of the Amazon, in South as such. Some kinds of trout also ha the same peculiarity, Fishes low their prey entire have on flexible bases HOW TRAINS ARE ROBBED, ——— MILLIONS LOST THROUGH SYS. TEMATIC PLUNDERING. The Men Who Commit the Robberies ~How a Rig Gang of Thieves Was Broken Up, Railroad managers have two grades of losses to contend with which involve not only a heavy expenditure of money but the constant patroling of the lines by a corps of well-trained detectives and ex. perts. Lost or astray cars, sometimes side-tracked and left to the exposure of the weather as a temporary abode for tramps, and oftener run of! for other pur- poses, keep a body of men busy all the time. A regular department has been created, with a chief and a corps of ex. perts, whose duty it is to follow up these mstrays and return them to the com. panies to whom they belong. ~ The sec- ond and more serious trouble to railroad corporations is the constant and £yttem- atic plunder of freight cars, the removal the plunder. the astray The latter is an adjunct cars, which the robbers run their nefarious transactions. During a period covering fifteen Years the larger corporations—like the Penn. Pan Haudle, New York and ! New Haven, New York Central and have been to the in | | sylvania, sufferers 4 tars fre of de ently a | Erie roads | extent of millions | grade of | shrewdost have been baffled this thefts, an freq the and most for weeks and in running down the t thew perpetrators in Siat “Three robberies Detective eves, recovering piundade r nf oni L. tramps, WEAnIzed rat Who reside in the trips Into the who ascertains when ne freigh ine Perbag under in freight f hi pe a period y per checked late railr had been whole beries of freight sale an systema cars on the Pittsburg, Cincinnati Louis Road, better known as the Pan Handle route of the Peongylvania system, extending period of three years and involving a total loss to the CC 1pan y of quite half a million tective Hue, of the Per nsylvania Com. pany, sided by Gilkinson and his corps of well-trained d tives, at sud labored day snd nigh search the miscreants t required two months of persistent labor to rus the gang, and it unearthed the most extensive icheme of train robbery ever known. A local train was robbed and some of the detectives had the good fortune to be in hiding when the gang was operating. They were railroad employes, and sub- sequent developments howed that seventy-five or eighty crews practically were engaged in the scheme of plunder. The work was performed skilfully, The secreted detective saw the wire pulled out of the seal, the door thrown back. the car entered and the plunder removed to a caboose, while the conductor pulled back the door, run the wire through the seal and then by a blow with a board the lock looked as if it bad been tampered with, The plunder consisted of liquors, ei. gars, organs, piscos, silks, ribbons, and | other valuable packages. Io one instance and Over sa» nearly or Chief De- ets sel work of in down | a freight car was converted into a tem- | porary concert room. A conductor sat all night playing on a piano while his companions danced, drank, sang aad smoked at intervals, and ate their sup- per from the polished top of the valuable Grand. When this musical employee was arrested he was thumping a piano in a Pittsburg dive. The robberies in. cluded everything except an anvil and a The plunder was sold to well. know Philadelphia and Pittsburg “fence. houses,” and wives, sisters and sweet. coffin i hearts were decked out with the stolen | | silks, gloves, laces and Jewelry, began in Pittsbarg in April, 1887, | the trains rolled into the big yards de. tectives stepped forward, revolvers in hand, and the crews were handeufled | The same course was pursued all slong | the line between Pittsburg and Colum. { bus. Over four hundred warrants were wsued, Over one-fourth of the men ar. | rested were railroad employees and keepers of ‘‘“fences.” One of the men !{ who was arrested, a brakeman by the {name of Baker, made a desperate | attempt to murder an engineer. The engineers and firemen were not in the | plot of robbery. Brakeman Young | called nt the jail to visit some of the prisoners and was arrested. He protested {hs innocence at fist, but finaiy confessed, and a large amount of the lunder was found in his house, J. R. Janlop, one of the gang, made a full confession and seventy-three of the men were implicated, Scores of the fellows were sent to prison. Nea York World, ics —— Two Senses of an Apostrophe. In *‘Scencs Through the Battle Smoke” is the following example of ill-chosen wulogy. A missionary in India was shot, ns he sat in his veranda in the dusk of the evening, by his own chowkeydar, or watchman, whether intentionally or by accident will never be known. Near a blic road stands hw solitary grave. the stope at the head is the inscrip- . of valuable cargoes and the hiding of | of | { | mated into the woods or other desolate places | that darkness and secrecy may cover up | : | pire of Russia shows a gain durin | same period of neariy 15,000,000, which | ean De expert detectives | montis | When all the details were prepared and | the time for action arrived, the arrests As | - SR, — Ye srt "Population of Germany. The figures of the census taken in Germany last Decomber have been pub- lished, and are regarded with satisfaction by the Germans, for they show that Ger- many grows more rapidly than any other European state, except Russia, The population last December was 40,420, 000, ns againet 46,885,704 in 1885, showing a gain of 2,565,000 in the five years and the largest gain in any five years since the establishment of the em- pire. In 1871 the population was 41,- 085,792. Inthe next five years it in- | I ever knew a soldier to have deposited cresed 1,608,668. From 1875 to 1880 | with the United States when he was tie gain was 2,506,701, but from 1880 finally paid off was £5012.45. That moan to 1885 it decreased to 1,621,648 a! was a hospital steward at Fort Meade, period during which immigration to this | He had served several terms of enlist country was very heavy. As to the ment, and had not only saved what character of the increase, the same rule } money the Government paid him, but he holds good as in this country. The bulk | had made some more by lending. When of it was in the cities. Ten per cent of | 1 paid him the $5012.45 be immediately it was in Berlin and more than one-half | re-enlisted for five years more, and de- of it in the ten largest cities of the em- | posited the entire pire. As compared with European coun- | the United States. tries, Germany in the last ten years has | men in eve ry other occupation, grown about 4,200,000, Austria less thao | them save others 8,000,000, the Brith Islands is esti | They could money about 3.6 Italy about 2,- | would.” 750,000, and France less than 1,000,000 | nial AR probably much less. { Daniel ns Briy in yard at M RR. rr —— A Soldler’s Savings. The wages of private soldiers in the army is not more than $11 or #13 a month and rations, It does not seem eazy for a soldier to become rich, but they can save something. According to the Omaha Bee, Colonel Stanton, Pay- master of the Department of the Platte, recently paid a soldier 810458.89 as the savings of a five years’ enlistment, Said that officer: “I have paid quite a pum. ber of men amounts ranging all the way from §500 to 85000. The largest sum amount again with Soldiers are just like Some of not, they ] ao if and money all save (tM O00, AI grave is on a the little It at Webster.” ' em ’ A Oo the A Mass headstone th centre ETRvVEe~ marked i H " 1% DY A #» bears only | the name ** Danie Tixre is tae BOCOUL i for in part bs paratively ams outflow of . » Pet 2 f + no ot Wer inscriptio exception of er i io dad oho Thus with the s and ’ surroundiz heads the 4 Germany Source of Solomon's Gold, Recent political events How's This ®t H ars rewsrd WITH thal cannot Ix sdred I) yrup of Figs, ralom acts tiy —————— a 8 ka var and i How to Pack Cut Flowers, This is the way florist pack their cut flowers for long distanc » Journ They a box yagh at many flowers ast First, they line it all about wwels, effectually vin y | headaches, and ring habitual ¢ ve: id twice hey wish to take arge er send. wit wn paper; then a layer of cotton, and brown —_-——— makes a sort of an | | Xenve Histo it the box They | Marvelou in two | Kiase's Gunay rst day's use, ine and 82 trial bottle hos, Phils, Pa. paper again, hat alr y box free ther in the i —— Rie were, box, to give freedom and prevent crushing. Then two upright strips of cardboard are Inid hatwo wood or ng the between the parallel al middie, wit inch space That ywers if you want prove roial daisy reach their destioation,— i Heral. them, filled with ice. is way | Fu must pack your @ them to be fresh as the when they Ch WaPo co —. Peat Con! A plan for converting peat into a more sonvenient form of fuel has been doubt. fully received in Sweden, but bas been tested with results that seem to be ve ry | mtisfactory. Several saw manufactories are to be started soon in different parts f the country, and ‘‘peat coal” is likely to prove an important product, and to have a stimulating effect upon other in- lustries (N. J) « Trenton American, Miss Sarah Barnwell Elliott's power. | ful novel, * Jerry,” has no woman or love episode in it. | —————— In England when a member of Parlia- ment becomes bankrupt he resigos his seat, URALG IT Has wo eqUAL. 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