ME ¥ —————— nd nee NOT UNDERSTOOD. Not understood. We move along asunder, Our paths grow wider as the seascns creep Along the years, we marvel and we wonder Why life is life, and then we fall aslesp, Not understood. Not understood. We gather false impres- sions, And hug them closer as the years go by, Till virtues often seem to us transgressions, And thus men rise and fall, and live and d e Not understood, ! Not understood. Poor ‘souls with stunted { hie. “I hain’t no use here for musie, nor | picters, nor poetry,” And he stalked over to the barn, leav- | vision Oft measure giants by their narrow gauge; The poisoned shafts of falsehood and deri- | sion Are oft impelled 'gainst those who mould the age, Not understood. tion, Which lie beneath the surface and the | show, Are disregamied; with self-satisfaction Wa judge our neighbors, and they often | BY Not understood, Not understood, How trifles often change us! The thoughtless ssntence and the fancied slight Destroy long years estrange us, And on our souls there falls a freezing blight, Not understood, of friendship and Not understood. How many hearts are aching For a lack of sympathy! Ah! day by day; How many cheerless, lonely hearts are breaking! How many noble spirits pass away Not understood, 0 God! that men would see a little clearer, Or judge less barshiy when they cannot ate! © God! that men would draw a little nearer To ote another! they'd be nearer Thee, And understood, ec — ce TAKEN UPON TRIAL. “It is true as taxes,” said Deacon Prout, “What's as true as taxes!” asked Ezra Elton, who lived on the farm across the creek. “Why, that one-half the world is bound milly-willy to bear the burdens of the other half!” sighed the deacon. Ezra shifted his tobacco from one sid of his face to the other. “Wal, as a gin'ral thing," said he, ¢] calculste you're right. But I don't sec bow it fits your particular case.” “Don't ye?” The deacon gave a sig. nificant sniff. “Here have I lived s bachelder life all my days, because I was i # partial to peace and quietness, and didn't ‘Want no extra care nor trouble, and jest when I want to be peaceablest there “comes one 0’ these newfangled telegraph dispatches from York city that my broth. er John and bis wife are both dead, and that my three nieces would take it very kind if they could come out here and live with me." *‘P'raps they've got means to live on." ‘No, they hain't,” said the deacon. “Not a red cent.” “Wal, I swan!" ejaculated Mr. Elton. “Jest what I think myself,” said the deacon, ruefully, *‘Ain’t goin’ to consent, be ye!” The deacon established himself more firmly on the old stone wall which inter- posed between the highway sud a patch of spring woods, all gay with dogwood blossoms snd fresh young leaves. “Well, yes, I be aod [ aint. lika parables, don't it! But I'm talkin’ sober sense. I've writ to the lawyer that's windin’ up brother John's affairs, and told him to send the girls on. | writ that I'd take ‘em for a month's visit, and at the end o’ that time I'd de- «cide which of the three to keep. The other two must scratch for themselves. Ain't no seose in my supporting three grown women in idleness. I can make one useful in keepin’ house for me. But I don't see my way clear to supportin’ the three of em.” “An' what be you goin’ to do with Jemima Willett!” asked Elton. “She's goin’ to the now factory to work. Her brother is cutter there, and he's told ber of a vacancy in the ironin’ room.” *‘Gals is a nuisance,” observed Ezrs. trimming off « fresh piece of tobacco with his pocket knife. “I guess you're about right,” said the Sounds And while Deacon Prout, in the bland sunshine of the Ohio spring, was lament | engagement Not understood, The secret springs of ac ! i stbhject of cows and 2. y *! dressin’. ain't ‘Annie Laurie!” hersell nicely aut that we all cat and make our own ward- robes.” ret along at the factory, thought of a plan. “I want to know,” said the deacon, ‘what sort o' way bev ye been brung upf” “If you have a plano,” suggested Nan- nie, ‘I have particularly studied Chopin and Schumann,” “I can sketch quite accurately from nature,” remarked [sabel, “And 1,” said Hester valiantly, ‘have had a poem occepted by the Aboriginal Magazine," Deacon Prout rolled his cold gray eyes from one to another of the speakers, “All that ain't nothin’ practical,” said ing bis three nieces looking despairingly at one another, In the kitchen old Jemima Willett maliciously chuckled as she clattered among the pots and pans, for the factory didn't begin until next week, “I guess I shan't be out of a situation long," said she, to herself. *‘There ain't nothin’ solid nor substantial about these | gals.” Isabel proceeded straight to the gen- { eral store in the village, and bought a | cookery book. | into the nearest house, and took counsel Hester and Nannie went with the tutelary genius there upon the Bramah Pootra fowls. ‘You see,” said they, to Mes. Bquire Sedley's great amusement, ‘we've got to vindicate ourselves.” “What's this!” said the deacon, com- ing in to dinner the second day, and sniffing in a savory and unusual odor. “Creamed chicken, uncle, "said Isabel, “and spaghette, smothered in tomato sauce.” ‘‘Jemima she generally fried the fowls 1m a pan,” observed the deacon, *“‘and cooked the macaroni without a fuirin is proper good. A mince ple—this time o' year! I ain't asleep or dreaming, be [7 Isabel laughed gleefully out. “Oh, uncle, how readily you fell into the trap!" said “It's made of crackers and raisins and vinegar, I got the recipe out of my new cook book. Isn't it delicious!” Old Jemmima sat by, frowning, “Inin’t one to believe in new-fangled " said she. And nothing would induce her to take & piece of the deceitful pie. The deacon was lighting his pipe for an afterdinner smoke on the back piazza, when the solt sound of an old-fashioned ballad, sccompanied by the piano, reached his ears, “Well, she, I declare,” said he, “if that Who's that sing. in't And where did she git the pisany- forty? Isabel came out with a half-wiped tea saucer in her hand. “It's our Nan!" said she, triumphant. ly. *“‘Hasn't she got a sweet soprano voicel brought it over this Why, Joe Sedley morning. Nan is to play the organ in church and lead the The pianol choir, and of course she must have some- thing to practice on. quite abilities.” Mr. Sedicy is enthusiastic about her musical “Humph!” said the deacon. “How much do the trustees calculate to pay?” “A hundred and fifty dollars a year,” Isabel answered. ‘‘And Nan can clothe of that sum, seeing “Humph!™ again commented the leacon. “I woader if she can play this when I was a boy.” And he began to whistle, after a some- what awkward fashion, “Oh,” cried Isabel, ‘that's ‘Brignal sing it, too!" And within five minutes the “It does sound good!" said he. “I posite.” The “New York girl's" reputation grew aod spread. lo a few days she came to the deacon. “Uncle,” maid she, “Jemima don't She's too old to put up with new ways. Now I've Do you object to my hiring her to look after the chickens and turkey-poults, while I give music lessons instead! I can afford to pay her, and make quite a margin of profits besides." “Well, Ido say fort” said Deacon Prout, ‘you seem to have a pretty fair But I don't deny that this "ere | deacon, | X " : : logists is that the criminal section of leaving his forgotten pipe on the piazza PO t rail, was Listening to the old refrain of Mankind is distingushed by certain defi- his youth, with & round teardrop on Pile physical characteristios which are either cheek. “Are we all to go away?” said Nan. nie, “No!" bawled the deacon. “You're all to stay—every one of ye. There ain't a gal 10 the lot as I can make up my mind to spare. And look here! I'm goin’ to buy a new parlor organ for Nannie, and build a paintin’ room on the north end of the house for Isabel, and Hetty she can have the big south chamber for a study, or whatever she likes to call it, when she thinks up her stories.” *Unele,” cried the three, in chorus, “you're a darling!” | Bo thought Joe Sedley, when he came | #0 thought the editor of the Aboriginal, | when he causually stopped over at Bar- | net's Corner, on his way to a copyright | convention at Omaha; so thought Ezra { Elton’s nephew, one of the out- | grand north window, all, thought old Jemima Willets. “We're fixed real nice now,” said she. here." { And Deacon Prout himself had his doubts on the subject, — Saturday Night. | ———— WISE WORDS, } “ Act first and promise afterward, Moderation in all things is success. | Memory gilds the days of childhood, { Lilies and weeds are alike to the pigs. Homesickness is a disease of the mem ory. What is leisure to the rich, is laziness to the poor. Give the flowers their solitude and nature will guard them well. The baby, the clock and the tea-kettle furnish the true home music. The sea is music, and Pan and Apollo are the streams and the winds. Each blade of grass has a purpose ; | why not each man and woman? Some and women become ao- quainted through their children. The locust sings every seventeen years; why are not some poets locusts, men A man sat on a fence and whittled a stick; another plowed the fleld at his side; which was the laborer? Always something lost in achieve. ment. Always some water that drips from the drawn up bucket into the sand. Did you ever hear a voice in the dark? Is it fear in us, or in him who spoaks, that makes & midnight salutation ghost. Nataral History of the Criminal. Of late years there has sprung up a new science, which seeks to investigate the natural history of the criminal. It regards the criminal as a vanety of the human species which has degenerated | physically and morally. The most em- inent living authority on this subject thus describes the two great criminal clasest “The murderer,” he says, “has a cold, concentrated look; the nose is often aquilive or hooked, always large: the ears are long; the jaws powerful; the cheek bones widely separated ; the hair is crisp and abundant; the canine teeth well developed aod the lips thin; often the eye appears bloodshot, and a nervous contraction on one side of the face un. covers the canine teeth, producing a sardonic effect.” The thief, he asserts, has less brain capacity than the assassin; he bas remarkable mobility of counte- nance; the eye is small and restless; the ‘ere tune! My father used to sing it eyebrows thick; the nose flat and the forehead low and retreating. Another writer on the same topic declares that one visiting a prison can, by the aid of these outline descriptions, distinguish Bank!" Of course she can play it—and | those condemned for murder from those | convicted of theft. The belief of this school of anthro- susceptible of study and classification. Generally speaking, they ticularly, his head is not symmetrical. inals, as 1t is also in the insane. are both excessive. Curiously enough, the average weight of the murderer's cranium is greater than that of the non. criminal type, — Washington Star, a — |to practice church music with Nannie; | “But I dunno how long it's goin’ to | last, with ull these fellers comin’ round | | body walk on you as if you were 8 worm | | of the earth.” | carpet men that they { Jonas J. | cuses they can palm off on his wife. assert, the | declare I can "most see father a-settin’ by habitual evil-doer is. undersized, his the b'arth of the old log cabin a-singin' Weight being disproportioned to his it and stampin’ his foot to keep time, an’ | height, with a tendency to flat-footed ness. mother rockin’ John's wooden cradle op- Hala ueavy ig king HE PUT DOWN THE CARPET. A CHAPTER IN THE LIFE OF MR. AND MRS, BOWSER, Mr. B, Was Sure He Was the Only Man in the Country Who Could Properly Put Down a Carpet. “They finally brought up that bed. stead this afternoon,” said Mrs. Bowser after dinner the other evening, “Did, eh? Just a week since you picked it out fsn’t it?” “Only four days.” “Curious how everybody takes advan. tage of you, fool with me that way!” *That—that carpet isn’t down yet.” “There's another specimen of your | style of running things! The infernal | ost | falsifiers agreed to be here two months academicians, when he saw the studio | where Uncle Prout had put up such a | And so, most of ago!” “Oh, no, dear, They said some time this week.” ‘And they'll fool around till Christ. | mas! Mrs. Bowser, I don’t want to find fault with you, but I do wish you koew | more about business. You let every- “But can I bring the men up here?” she protested, “How is it that everything I order | gets here on the minute! Because, Mrs. Bowser, I do business in a business way. | If I should let you have full swing here, | where do you suppose we'd land in six months! However, I will show those can't fool Bowser, no matter what ex I'll slip up and put that carpet down in sbout seven minutes. “You-—you don't gasped, “Certainly, I do. I don't care sbout saving a dollar or two, but I propose to assert my independence. Where's the hammer?” “I wish you wouldn't. A carpet has got to be nicely put down.” “Exactly. I have or carpets in my life! Where's the tacks?” “But, I know how it persisted. “You'll get tired mad, sand then" “And then, what” “But, remember, it wishes. If anything bhappess don't blame me.” “When did I ever blame did anything ever happen!” Bhe gave it up, and he removed his coat, vest, necktie and collar and disap peared up stairs. The carpet lay in a Leap on the floor, and be unrolled it, pushed up his sleeves and was about to begin work, when Mrs. Bowser opened the door and observed : “I don't see how you are to down without a stretcher.” “‘Perhaps not. There are a great many things in this world for you and every other wife to learn, Mrs. Bowser.” She retired, and two minutes later beard the sound of the tack hammer She stood it for five or six minutes, and then went up snd looked in on him again. He bad got the carpet tacked along one side, but she called out: “Why, you are tacking that carpet on the bare floor! There's the lining on the window sill! You'd bave made a nice job of it, wouldn't yout" He couldn't crawl out of it, and he contented himself with rising up and pointing steraly towards the door, She went out, but listened . and heard the rip! rip! rip! as he pulled up his work It was a quarter of an hour before she dared enter again, and then it was in re. sponse to a yell which made the cook drop seven plates and the dog how! mournfully. “W-—what is LI” she gasped, as she rushed in to flad Mr. Bowser standing on one leg against the wall. “What is what!” “Why, you whooped like an Indian. Your face is as red es fire, snd some tifing’s happened I” “Mrs. Bowser, I am not in the habit of whooping I" he sternly replied, *‘and nothing has happened. When I want your valuable services I'll all to you. The exclamation you beard probably "” 3 mean it!" sho seen one two will end,” she out, get against my get it | eame from some one in a balloon passing over the house.” He had hammered away for about ten | minutes when she looked in on him Indeed, want of symmetry as to the bead | and face is surprisingly prevalent in crim- | It is so | usual that a collection of portraits of | thieves and murders has all the effect of | a series of caricajures. The sugar-loaf | shape of head is the predominant type, | and the length and breadth of the face | again. He bad three sides of the carpet down and was tacking the fourth, Just as she reached the head of the stairs he rolled out of the bedroom door with a suppressed yell and & great crash, “What on earth are you trying to do, Mr. Bowser?” she asked. “You bere again!” he shouted in re. ply. “Didn’t] tell you to go downstairs | and stay there! Does it take 40,000,000 people to put down one confounded old | | ad “But can’t I helpt™ —— the carpet and ripped "¢ up it seemed as if the house lifted vp a foot or more, **Dara ye, I'll wallop ye to rags to pay for this!" she heard him growl as she listened at the door, He whirled the carpet around the right way, upset his saucer of tacks and bunched the lining all up in a heap; and They wouldn't have dared | with | #8 he moved about he suddenly uttered | another whoop and hobbled shout on {one leg. straw nnd she fled, stairs she heard the window go up and { next moment something scraped along- side the house and fell witha ‘kerwhop” on the iron fence. It wasn’t Mr. Bowser, | He came downstairs with his eyes as big | | 88 onions and his face as red as paint, | and as soon as he could get his breath he | | shouted ; | ser—down out of the window!” “Didnt I tell you before you begun, that." “No! You wanted it down!” ! blame" “Never! Mrs. Bowser, this is the last | time I ever lift my hand to do anything { around this house! I've rubbed more'n { # yard of hide off my knees, skinned both elbows and driven thirteen thousand tacks into my feet, besides getting a erick in my back which will lay me up the ‘rest of my life!” | “But I told you in the very begin. | ning that." “That you wanted the carpet down! Itis down! Iam down! That endsit! I'll nail the old room up with side. walk spikes, and if you even ask mein the future to sharpen a lead-pencil 1 won't be responsible for my actions! Mrs, Bowser, good night!” And as he limped uptairs mself on the bed house and st wpped the kicthen ciock she heard him groan **And this comes from having a wife who doesn’t know snyth about managing a house!" New York World. and threw with a jar which The Experiment of a Broker's Clerk. I get a salary of $2500 a year, BAYS A erk, and usually it that much Until the May last it seemed to me that a mar » live, 10t possibly spending at least ¥5 a day for his living, weals, lo fare ging, Ch « BBG suna els and 1 of eternally pul y and paying for things that | termined to live a month ing a cent, and 1 eded without great deal of sacrifice. 1 eut my allow. ance down in April to one-half, and in. verted the remaining portion in provis- 1008, 8 gas stove, cigars, and the essential furnishings of a sideboard. On April the th ast time in a month, and had a real good time generally. The pext morning I be. gan my retrenchment, got my own break- fast, walked thirty blocks aown town to my office, made my lunch off of a sani. wich which I carried with me and sb. stained from going to a bar or a into a cigar store, 1 walked home at night and got my dioner, and a very good one it was. | had soup, a bit of fish, a pre. pared chop, some pess and tomatoes, a rice pudding and cheese and coffee. Most of it was canned stuff und only needed a little warming up, but I enjoyed it im- mensely, Then I bad my cigar aad books, That was the programme every day, and while it was a little hard at first to accustom myself I soon got used to it, and found that I enjoyed my meals more than 1 had done before. 1 declined every invitation out or to take asything, and dida’t even let a friend pay my car fare. I live io the family residence, and let all but the two rooms | occupy to another party. Ididn't send anything to the sundry during the whole month and had no expenses at all. By following this programme for a month I saved at least $150 and lived as well as I have ever done. [recommend the scheme to young men who live beyond their means. Let them go one month in each year without spending anything sad it will “pull them out of tae hole,” for one thing, sod teach them how few are their res! noods. welt, Lwin Globe-Denoerat, The California +‘Norther.” wu ith ves ' without sx SUC books 20th I went to iter for the The “‘norther” in California fs the | same as the “‘chinook™ ia the Northwest, It isa hot wind that brings certain de- struction to all vegetation if it prevails for any length of time, as it dries up loaf, branch and root. Not long one prevailed in the valleys of Califor: nia and wrought heavy losses to the own. | ers of orchards, vineyards and growing crops. Bince then there has been a lively discussion as to the best methods of obtaining protection against the re. currence of these losses, Of course there oo Bhe knew this was the last | On her way down | “Dido’t I say you'd get mad and | —_ —— NEWS AND NOTES FOR WOMEN, Shirt-fronts are multiplying, RuMes are again to the fore, Yellow is the sunshine color, Basket braid hats are popular, Photographs come on buttons. Poplin petticoats are a novelty. Dogskin gloves are having a run, Belts of perforated silver are worn, Black tea jackets are very popular, The water-lily bonnet is the newest, The serpent ring grows in popularity, Cotton dresses are to be seen in num- bers. Uncle Bam has seventy-five women ‘ : | lawyers, “Your old earpei is down, Mrs. Bow- | Twenty women have become members | of a Chicago bicyele club. White embroidered dresses and Ro. | man sashes is a costume affected. A novel und pretty thing in silks is the sprigged mery—a black ground which is powdered with tiny blossoms or sprigs in colors; with one covered with little sprays of pink heather a piquant little bonnet of blacklace and heather might be worn with good effect. Mrs. Ewing, an authority on cooking, says that cooking pays women better than many other occupations they fol- low. *“Half.s.dozen churches in Kansas City,” she adds, “each paid one for a course & sum greater than the average school-teacher can earn in & year.” The ex-Empress Carlotta, of Mexico, now resides ina large country house near Laekem, the royal suburb of jrussels, where her orother visits her two or three times every week, Her chief recreations are re ading and music, There is no trace of her former insanity, When the oldest daughter of the pres. ent Czar of Russia is married she will receive as a wedding present the superb set of opals which the Crariza of the late Emperor Alexander 11. always wore, #be asserted, to prove the inac curacy of the old superstition that opals were ua. the Freach ardent France. All given up to the wel. art world in Paris, “Union of Wemen Painter and "in Paris owes its existence and prosperity to ber efforls, Mrs. Mary White Martinot, mother of the actress, Sadie Martinot, has patented in seven countries 4 Steam washing ma- chine, a gas siove, a foot bath, an ics cream freezer and clothes dryer, and she makes her models with her own hands, She has taken a dozen first prizes and ber inventions altogether have proved a Ereal success, Bertaux, is one of the most s of her race leisure is in { the female Long, wide sashes of China silk, of satin and of surah fall to the foot of the gown skirts in summer costumes. They are fringed out at the ends, or beavy fringe is sewed on or ruffles of lace. Roman sashes and scarfs are worn. Broad lace scarfs are used in mantilla style for bead and shoulders or draped around the waist to knot and fall a sashes, New dresses of white English serge for the country, for mountains and ses. shore alike, are very simply made, sod are kept white throughout. Their trim ming is white silk braid a third of so inch wide, tubular or basket woven. put on in frogs, in disks or bombes, as the Freoch say, or else wider white Hercu- los braid is used in parallel rows of gradaated widths, One plan of the woman managers of the World's Fair is to form clubs in the large dry goods stores in the cities. The girls in these clubs are to take up the study of American history, and also each week give a small fee toward a fund for membership to visit the fair. Another ides 1s to prepare a body of guides to be on duty at the Exposition. These are to be educated young women, and as far as possible conversant with French snd German, They will be sent to Chicago in time to learn the city before the open- ing of the fair, S—————— . Hood's Sarsaparilla | wot only helps, but ft eure. IC. Puscook, # Dele | 5 Braet, Lambmrtvith, K. J. NY N Una I ————— To Obviate Trolley Poles. If the invention of Dr. Bates, of this city, stands the test of experiment, the ter distinguished herself in the dairy. | "0 electric railway system of over Old Jemima tolled silently in the poul- head wires and try yard, and scknowledged to herself | nals that them “New York gals” had more centre of the track. idea o' business.” Isabel's cooking became dainter and more toothsome with every day. Hes ing his evil fate, “Brother John's” three daughters down in New York were harping on the same string. *“The country!" sighed Naunie Prout, “And I always hated the country!" ‘An old batchelor, too,” said Isabel, | Is no means of preventing the invasion {of a “*norther,” but it has been discoy- ered that when the barometer at Winne. | mucea indicates 30.03 or more, the wind In certain to make » visit. By watching the Signal Service reports closely, the “No, you can't help! I'l put the thing down alone or pull the side of the house down! No wonder the cerpet men dasn't come up here to lay it! They cut it a foot too short on this side and a foot too long on the other! Lamme catch “Papa alway called him an ‘original.’ I detest originals, don't youl” Hester screwed her bonny plak snd ability than they had received credit for, | And at the month's end Deacon Prout found himself in a quandary, | Hon is groatly noeded. The overhead | maze of wire is 8 constant source of de- ‘em around the house and I'll lec What's the matter now!" “It's got to be turned around! You | fruit grower could tell whoa his property | was threatened. Armed with this knowl. edge he could, it is believed, white face into & dimpled knot, “It will be ad joke,” said she. | : “ etn got i for the | id he. - “1 like ‘em all so well 1 don't | novel I'm going to write. 1 shall make | know how to make ch'ice, The house a specialty of Western dialect.” wouldu’t ssem like itself without Nan's | “Isuppose we must go,” said Isabel, | music; and that plcter of the big north And Nannie dolorously remarked hat | adder vha destist Jatnied and hag on | - i room more : Jahey did not seem to buve wth Shoes | " itself, Aad the story that “IF dear paps had ouly lived to see | made up about my gran‘ther's scrim | that last investment through,” said [les i with the Pequeechos Iodine and ba tor, ‘we should have been boiresses!” | Isabel shook her smooth, silky head. “Paps was always the air!" sighed she, Descon Prout recsived the with stiff civility, lny and danger, | much damage by spraying his trees and are to fit it the wrong way!” wy | wines, As another means of “1 dusno which o' the three to keep," “No, [ ain't!" telephones, is underground, or ly insulated and protected in con. Dr. Bates, to ECT 2 § AND PAINS, 8 5 SH ee "sis slips of paper, ed hie oid silk hat for a hal.
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