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BOB M'lNTYnii, boss driver In
the Atlns mine, ought to have
been happy, ns ho hurried along
to work, with nature In her
most glorious mood around
him. And more so', hIiicc he
loved a girl that loved him. Only the
day before ho had laid oft work to go
o the county capital and have the mar
riage license made out. His darling
Kate Maloney had prepared for the
wedding. But Molntyre frowned as he
walked along.
"Old fool!" ho bluited, clipping the
milkweed stalks with his long, limber
whip. "Not good enough for her huh!
Took him a long time to decide about
It. I suppose because 1 get out at G In
the morning and wear pit clothes I'm
not as tony as Artie Gllklns, assistant
bookkeeper, who don't go to work till
7, and who wears a white collar all day
long. But that's the way with dad
dies!" Embittered and resentful Mclntyrc
took his mules from the stable and
went down the slope. At 11 o'clock
the drivers were gathered at the main
haulage landing, eating from their tin
palls.
"Why, you're n nice pickle of a lov
er!" said "Spraggy" Jones from off O
flat. "Now, I'd have such u grin on me
that the rats'd bo charmed In the head
ing: If Kate'd given me the warm
Heart."
"Oh, you don't know about these do
nestle quarrels between man nnd
wife," said Jack Connelly, soberly,
whereat the others laughed all except
young August Bloom, the rosy-cheeked
German that furnished most of the
fun for the jolly Atlas whisp.
"What do you know about It,
DutchyV" asked Jones, "that you don't
agree with us?"
"Veil, don' I board at dat hause? at
Kate's hausc?"
Connelly clapped his hands. "Great
Bcott, Dutchy and yo've gone and cut
Mclntyre out?"
"I vlsh I did. But I didn't. My knife
Jivas too too dull."
All laughed except Mclntyre. Con
nelly, without standing up, dexterously
began to wrap his long whip around
Bloom's legs, while he cried mockingly:
"Veil, vas 1st, Deutscher vas 1st?"
Bloom squirmed without the range of
the whip ere he explained: "Kate's
gdin' a move tomorrow; makln' Bob
pot glad."
Mclntyre lifted his face up with sud
den interest.
"You're lyin', kid," he said.
"Nein," the German insisted, drifting
Into -his own tongue; las' night dey all
haf a light 'bout somcdlng. Kate she
say all time 'I will,: und her fatter he
say mighty mad, 'Never.' Und he say
'Tomorrow you go mlt me to Summit,
und get some dem senses back once
more. Und Kate she goes out mad like,
und packed up for movln'."
"Time's up, boys," said Mclntyre,
putting his watch back Into his pocket.
Laughing and joking over Mclntyrc's
troublesome love affairs, the drivers
hitched their mules to their! trips, and
In a few moments all that could be
heard of them was the Indistinct, muf
fled rumble of their wagons far down
the dark tunnels.
That night about 11 o'clock a sturdy
young man silently approached House
No. 2i, In Hen Peck row, n line of com
pany houses on the hill above the At
las plant. In his arms he carried a
ladder. Standing It upon the ground,
directly under a front window, he soft
ly leaned the top ngainst the house. It
leached just to the window sill.
"Kate! Wh-ii-st!" Again he uttered
the sound. "Wh-l-st!"
A small white bundle tumbled down
upon the ground at his feet a girl's
coat followed, and settled down over
him. Then, for the first time, he saw
the girl, as she turned about and start
ed backwards to climb down. She had
come three rungs before he reached
her. "Darling!" he murmured, direct
ing each foot safely onto the rungs as
they descended. When near the ground
he leaped off the ladder and taking
her In his arms stood her upon the
ground.
"Don't," ahe said, In a low, warning
voice, avoiding his embrace. "They're
awake; that's why I didn't answer you,
but Just tumble the things out. Have
you them?"
Before he .could nnswer n towsled
head showed in the open window above
them. "Kate, you husiisy!" thundered
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ite with duelists.
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room and crawled
stealthily from
corner to corner,
until some false
step made one of
them the target
for bullet or
blade.
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in the dark with
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and the attack comes swift and sudden.
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orten and would vomit up nearly everything I
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mi vive Dr, Pierce' medicines credit for it all.
' hal taken medicine from physician without
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the terrible voice of 1'utrlck Maloney.
"I'll' stop you, you"
The old man stuck a bale leg out the
window. With one quick Jerk Mcln
tyre hurled the bidder from the house.
The old man drew In his leg, and the
two lovers lied.
As tho pair went over the hill, Into
the little valley, they hoard a great
commotion behind them.
"He's routln' up the whole neighbor
hood to get nfter us," said Mclntyre,
hurrying along as fast as he could, at
the same time keeping close watch over
ovcry step of the girl, lest she fall In
tho dark.
"Yes, that'd be pap," said she. "Tell
tho whole row his troubles. O, Bob,
there they come!"
The nolaes behind were becoming
louder and more distinct. High above
the common din tho fugitives could
hear Patrick Mulonoy's storming voice,
directing, scolding und raging at the
same time.
"We'll dodge around these box cars
on the siding," said Mclntyre; "In the
shadow they can't see us so well."
They were now close 'to the tipple of the
Atlas plant and proceed farther toward
the face of the coke ovens would be to
expose themselves lu the bright glare of
the fires. As they passed around the
cars, they saw a tall man racing up
the coke yard, In full glare, of the ovens.
He had on a pair of dark trousers, and
a night shirt.
"It's"pa." said the girl, shivering.
Mclntyre gritted his teeth. Before
him was the tipple, grimy nnd black.
White steam was puffing out of the
exhaust pipes of the double hoisting
engines and the shleve wheels were
turned gracefully in their Journals high
up over the coal bins. Mclntyre knew
from these signs that a night shift was
at work.
"Come on," said he to the girl.
"There's y.our father rushing Into the
engine house."
The two passed the door f the en
gine room, which they had slammed
after Maloney, went up a little Incline,
and enme to the track-way of the tip
ple. Before them was the dark mouth
ol the Atlas slope. A trip had just
passed up to the dumping place, and
they could hear the coal bumping down
into the bins.
"Aie we going to cross over those
tracks'.'" asked the girl.
"I don't know, yet just what to "
answered the man, dubiously.
Then he turned to her. "It's desper
ate, but It's the only thing to do," he
said, In a low voice. "Are you with
me?"
"I've kept up so far, haven't I?" she
answered In an Injured tone. Just then
angry voices sounded outside the en
gine house. Some one said: "Yes,
right up that way they went."
"Here, hold onto your bundle," Bob
said. He picked her up in his arms and
carried her a short distance down the
slope. It seemed to the girl that she
had gone a mile, when he stopped nnd
gently stood her upon his feet. "It's
not more than fifty feet," he said, when
she questioned him. The empty trip
had started down the slope. He was
groping with his hand for the signal
wires. They won't meet!" he said, try
ing to bring them together. "But I
have It now," he said, fishing a key
from his pocket and laying It across
the two wires once twice.
"Ding, dlng-g-g-g," sounded the sig
nal In the engine room, nnd the next
moment the trip, now almost upon the
two elopers, stopped quickly.
"I must put you In, pet," said Mc
lntyre. He lifted her Into the dusty
car,, and climbed in beside her. Voices
sounded ut the mouth of the slope.
Mclntyre, reaching to the wires, made
the starting signal.
"O, how dark!" cried the girl draw
ing close to him. The damp, powdery
air of the pit swept over them.
"Good thing, 'or they could have seen
us from the mouth of the slope. Bravo
girl!" He held her In his arms, with a
tenderness born of his sudden appre
ciation of what she was doing for him
and doing blindly.
"Don't, Bob," she protested, ."It's too
bumpy."
Suddenly the car seemed to have
struck level track and with the rat
tling of the rope In the rollers It came
to a standstill. The glare of the elec
tric lamps was upon them.
"Now," said Mclntyre, "don't you
move or say anything. Just sit still.
You'll see In the end that It's all right."
"Yes," she assented passively. He
climbed out of the wagon nnd walked
forward to meet a driver coming toward
the trip, his lamp upon the tin peak of
his cap.
"Hello, Bob!" said the driver, "what
are yon doing down hero? I thought
you didn't like double turns." It was
Jones that spoke.
"Well, I've changed my mind for
once," answered the boss driver. "How
sdon are you going to pull out?"
"Hlght away," As he spoke Jones
was dragging his chain back, nnd his
well trained mules were wheeling
about. "I wondered," he said, "what
caused the delay.
"Are you going out G?" asked Mc
lntyre, Ignoring the last remark,
"Yep."
"Let me tuke It nut for you; I'll show
you how to drive."
"All right."
''You stick on the end and do the
npragglng." Mclntyre took his pluco
upon the front wagon, within which sat
the demure Kate, scarcely knowing
whether she wore alive or dead. She
felt lelleved when Bob put an arm In
side the wagon. It was somothlug to
cling to.
"Get out of here, now," yelled Mc
lntyre, at tho mules. The chains tight
ened with a snap, the trip Jerked for
ward. Jolting and bumping along, It
thundered down the heading,
"GecJ" muttered "Spraggy" Jones on
the rear end, "I wouldn't drive down
here like that, But he hasn't given me
the signal to sprag yet. And he's the
bos"s, I guess."
Never had Jones gone down the head
ing at such a gait. The mules gal
loped ahead, far out In front of the
trip, but they were sure of foot and
knew (he heading better than' the cor
ners of their own feed boxes. The cars
threatened to leave the track on curves,
but Jones lecclved no signal to sprag
until the trip came wthn sight of the
lauding at the Star slope. Jones mar
velled at this, too, since he looked ahead
and noted that no signal to stop' had
hftpn nlanoiIn unfritu I Minn n u nlnlia
of the coal rib. The trip came to a
standstill Just after crossing the Inter
sections of the two, main headings. The
Stnr'ndjolncd the Atlas, and the work-,
Ing were now 'connedted wllh many
cut-throUghs.
"Here," said Mclntyre, resigning tho
whip. "I have to get off."
Jones gave the biccch mute a cut
With the whip, "ill, up," he called.
"Whonl't yelled Mclntyre, authorita
tively. "I have some freight to get
off."
He lifted the girl from tho wagon.
"Great heavens, Bob, what's that?"
said tho astonished driver,
"It's all right, thank you, Jones," ho.
answered.
''But" Jones was not to be so mysti
fied and came closer.
"Oh! It's only Kate. Please keep our
honeymoon secret for two hours, will
you?"
"Only Kate!" echoed the girl, petu
lantly, Leaving the astounded Jones open
mouthed In wonder, the two elopcri
stnrted toward the bottom of tho Star
slope. Mclntyre hnd picked up h lamp,
and this he carried In his teeth. One
hnnd took care of Kate; tho other, her
bundle.
"There's no trips running her," ho
nald, as they came to tho bottom land
ing. "We'll have to wnlk up,"
And they did. Then they cut across
the hollow, and made haste to the home
of Father Conroy, tho shepherd of a
little church on the hill.
The good man was routed out of his
bed.
"Why you, Bob!" he said In astonish
ment, when he recognized one of his
own parishioners "And Katie!"
"But the license?" he said, when
their mission was explained. It wns
shown, the elopement was explained
openly to him, nnd being a man with
a tondor spot for the young, and es
pecially the lovers of his congregation,
he tied the knot,
Outside tho parsonage the two elop
ers paused In the night air to think It
all over and to hold a unique recep
tion under the stars. There was some
thing Very sweet In this victory of the
night and the young couple were not
In n hurry to get back home.
The aound of a horse's hoofs aroused
them. Out of the dnrkness they saw
the merging figure of the nnlmal gal
loping up the mad, and upon It the
lowering form of Patrick Maloney.
"Father!" gasped tho girl.
"Ves, father, Indaccnt huzzy! Nice
time to be callln on ycr father. But I
knew I'd catch up wld ycz, clumsy as
the ould plug Is. You shameless"
"Enough, Put!" said Mclntyre, ad
vancing to tho horse's nose, and taking
the bridle. You might have tnlked that
wny to Kate when she was your daugh
ter, but not now when she's my
wife."
uPhvat! Ycss were married afore I
stopped ye eomln' to my house! Kate!"
"No, fnthcr, we were married only
tonight."
"Yes," ndded Mclntyre. "Go In and
ask Father Conroy. Your plug was too
nlow."
"Th' saints bless us! Ye must a had
wings. Shuro th' whole mob uv us
come over th' hill from th' Atlas shlopc,
whore we last -heard o' ycz, like a pack
o' wolves; an' I spies th' old nag on
th' roadside, and hopped on. Ach!
What kind of a knot could a priest tie
In that time. Mclntyrc, you're lyln'!
Ycz couldn't both get over th's hill
ahead o' me and get it done."
"No, you're right. Wc didn't come
over the hill. We went under It."
The Geniuses.
METAPHOmCALLY speaking, the
world stood still when the news
went forth of the projected alli
ance between young Frank Varley and
Mary Markham. 1 confess that even
to me, philosophic though 1 am by nit
lure, the announcement came as a
shock.
Frank was such a tremendous favor
ite with everybody who had welcomed
him as their pet and darling ever since,
a mere sunny faced stripling, he made
his bow to society.
From the first they had decided he
was to be a second Paderewskl, and
every musical composition he sent forth
was as extravagantly admired and ex
tolled as if he had In truth borne that
magic name.
Frank himself handsome, gay and
debonair cordially appreciated his
easily gained laurels; and if It all
slightly turned his youthful head, his
conceit was so frank and so outspoken
that to his women friends at least It
was rather a naive attraction than a
falling, while the men accepted It toler
antly as a pardonable attribute of his
genius.
Somehow no one had ever entertained
the Idea of his marrying suddenly, more
especially an unknown wife of his own
choosing.
That was where the sting lay.
Frank, the elegant, the fastidious and
refined, with his artistic temperament
and passion for the beautiful, to choose
ns wife such a hopeless woman as Mary
Markham!
The loud and disparaging descriptions
of the timorous young woman who had
dared to rob society of Its favorite made
me quite anxious to meet the original.
And I confess that when I did, shortly
after the marriage, my first impression
was that the" accounts had been sur
prisingly unexnggerated.
She was almost painfully shy and re
tiring worst possible accoutrements
for society encounters, causing her In
stantly and scornfully to be stigmatized
as awkward, dull and empty of ideas.
Then she was quite plain, possessed a
squat figure, which she dressed atro
ciously, and had not the slightest idea
of how to make the most of the scant
attractions she could boast of.
How she hnd ever attracted the young
musician was a complete puzzle to
everyone.
Frank himself, however, waB obvious
ly content with his prize.
I chanced to meet Mrs. Kingston on
her way back from her first call on tho
new Mr?. Varley.
"Well?" I queried as the landau drew
up beside me.
Mrs. Kingston looked at me for some
moments with an air of reflection before
replying. Then, "I never pronounce
sentence upon one hearing," she pro
claimed Judicially. WhcieAt I know
that Mrs. Kingston was divided In her
mind and halting between two opin
ions. Not long afterward we had arranged
some expedition together. On her way
Mrs. Kingston intended paying a second
call on the musician's wife. Tho lan
dau was to come on, pick cno up and
return to terminate her call at pre
cisely 4 o'clock.
I was unavoidably delayed, however,
and It was nearer the half hour when,
not without great Inward trepidation, I
drew up outside tho Vnrley establish
ment. It had bren previously arranged
that on no account was I to lose time
by descending and going in. She was
to come" out Immediately.
On my way thither fancy conjured up
lurid visions of that charming and irate
lady, furiously Indignant, waiting on
tho topmost step, I breathed supreme
relief at seeing she was not there.
Then, at length, ahe appeared, smiling
and unapologetlc.
"Well?" 1 observed grimly.
She beamed unabashed.
"Why didn't you conio In?" she
queried, surprise tinged with reproach.
I leaned back and gasped,
"And you told mo particularly not
to!"
"Did I?" Innocently. "Oh, well-but
I did not know her so well then!"
I forobore to remind her that I was
still In that unenviable state of Ignor-J
nnce, nnd contented myself with my
former question,
"Well?"
Mrs. Kingston looked at me with
sparkling eyes.
"If I were a man," said she with
finality, "I'd marry that woman tomor
row!" "Shall you make the rest of the world
be of the same opinion?" I asked curi
ously. ,
She colored faintly,
"No." she decided, a shade defiantly,
"I shall keep her ns a charming oasis
in iny arid social desert."
She looked away from my condemn
ing eye.
"Anyway," she maintained, self-ex-cuslngly,
"she wns never Intended for a
society but erlly. Nothing would tempt
her from her seclusion, I am convinced,
so it would be no good trying,"
Certainly Frank was a husband of I
whom any young wife might justly be
proud. And, strange to say, It seemed
to be his marriage that had evolved his
genius. Up to that time his marvelous
gifts' seemed all to lie In the future; he
was brilliantly clever and would aston
ish the musical world one day. But I
must confess that his reputation had
depended chiefly on what people said
and the applauding favor of women.
But with his marriage came a subtle
and Increasing change. All his de
clared, Incipient genius seemed to ex
pand and blossom forth. As yet he did
not seek to fly high, fearing the
strength of his now wings, but the
dainty caprices, sonatas, and, above all,
songs that flowed with such amazing
swiftness nnd delicacy from his facile
pen, put his name in the mouth of all
London.
Of course his world professed no as
tonishment. It was only what they had
propheclcd all along. And more than
ever now did they pity him for his un
'fortunate mesalliance.
I reminded them mildly that he did
not seem to consider it in the same
light, but evoked an Indignant chorus
Instantly.
"Of course he pretended to be quite
content and In love, and all that, but
everyone could see plainly that It was
only pretense."
"A woman like that!" summed up old
Lady Falrleigh emphatically -but there.
Lady Falrleigh Is a vulgar old woman.
Moreover, she possesses six unmarried
daughters "without a soul or Idea be
j'ond babies and dinners!"
I happened to know, at first hand,
that Mrs. Varley, though certainly no
pianist herself, was yet wrapped heart
and soul in music and reveled in
Frank's genius.
Since that first meeting I had coine
across her continually at Mrs. Kings
ton's. Mrs. Kingston hnd, in the lan
guage of the day, taken her up. And It
was amazing, the transformation she
had effected In the too unvain young
woman. The pretty, untidy hair was
waved loosely back from the low brow
and colled becomingly at the nape of
her neck; the shyness nnd nwkward
ness had almost entirely disappeared,
and with them the unbecoming, nerv
ous stoop of the shoulders; while as
for her dress it wns ns tasteful and
a la mode as Mrs. Kingston's own.
Could mere man say more?
Frank himself had altered a good deal
since his marriage grown quieter and
graver older, It seemed; his boyish
spirits were not quite so Indefatigable
as they had been, and he sunned him
self less often, nnd with less satisfac
tion, In the eulogies and flatteries of his
admiring circle. Sometimes, too, I
caught a look of trouble In his sunny
blue eyes, strangely at variance with
his brilliant circumstances.
Young Mrs. Varley fell III. It was
quite sudden; only a cold at first, but
It settled on her chest and turned to
pneumonia, and her life was In danger.
With this trouble Frank's genius col
lapsed like a pricked bubble. He never
touched pen or paper from tho first mo
ment of her Illness. In a week ho was
a white and haggard ghost.
For three weeks she was desperately
111.
Then tho bulletin went out that hope
was abandoned and Mrs. Varley's hours
on this earth numbered.
That night, to everyone's amazement,
Frank nppcaied at the club,
"How Is your wife?" someone ques
tioned, with an effort.
"Dying!" Frank replied briefly.
He stood up and faced them with his
young, drawn face.
"There la something 1 wanted to say
to you," he announced forcing his
Voids, They stared ut him In silence.
He drew a great breath nnd passed his
shaking hand ncross his eyes, "I am
n liar and a coward' I am a hypocritic
al cad!" His face went gray. "I have
been meaning to confess for a long
lime. I nm not what 'ou think ma.
All this year I have been living and
acting n He. I will tell you. It was so
haid und so fatally easy." He choked
und gritted his teeth hard; Ills eyes
were pitiful. "Uveryone had always
thought me so brilliant and predicted
such n glorious future, and I had al
ways accepted the predictions ns a mat
ter of course until a year or two back.
Then for the (list time 1 began to doubt,
and the doubt was awful.
"As far as technicalities went I knew
all that art could teach me, but It be
gan to dawn upon me that despite my
passion for music I possessed .little
originality. I composed, but my compo
sitions were In no ways brilliant or
wonderful, und an awful terror of my
own crushing failure began to grow In
me. You could never understand what
that thought was to me. Then' the
teniptutlon. came. I married." He lift
ed hla steadfast, white face. "Before
God, I married solely and wholly for
love, with not the slightest Idea then"
He paused for a moment and then went
on rapidly: "One day I heard Molly
singing to herself, and the tune was so
quaint and so taking thut I asked her
what it was.
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can't say all 'we want about it. We
have enlarged the department this
season, and we are quite positive in
the opinion that we have the best
appointed and decidedly the largest
stocked Children's Department in the
city. We take great interest in the
Little Man, and we want mothers to
bring him here and see what we can
do for him. We are deeply interest
ed in the Little Man. We know if
we clothe him now, we will clothe
him when he is a Big Man, and he
will bring his little men to us. This
is why we take such pains in providing for the
boys. We feel in this department, we use our best
(udgment. We do not overlook style, or the decrees
of fashion, but we have a very pronounced re
gard for tho quality of the material in Boys' Gar
ments. We want the boy's clothes to have last
ing qualities. We are very particular about the
workmanship on these goods. This is such a popu
lar department that we are very careful of its good
name. We would especially invite mothers to vis
it it, and examine the Peter Thompson line of
goods wc have here; also the Norfolk Suits and
Blouses.
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Men's
Department
SECOND FLOOR.
The department is so well
known and so popular that we
scarcely know what to say
about it. We have spent tha
Summer months in stocking it,
and we feel it nevor looked
better or never before were we
so well prepared for the Fall
and Winter seasons. We have
a top coat for autumn dress
that we feel is the nobbiest
thing out this season. It is
dressy and comfortable and the
correct thing. It is the coat
that will have the run this year
and we want to see you in it.
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Young Men's
Department
THIRD FLOOR
The boy of last year is prob
ably the youth of this. We
have had him in mind. We
have watched his career, and we
fancy we have just what he
wants the tasty, the nobby,
the genteel suit that makes
the young gentleman. We want
the youths "to come v and see
what we have for them.
Men's Furnishings
FIRST FLOOR.
In this department there is an infinite variety
of the furnishings that are fashionable and sensi
ble. We have the latest in Neckwear for men
and boys, and the correct in headgear for boys,
youths nnd men. Our Hat Department is in line
with the rest of the store. We feel if we can't
suit you in a hat no one can.
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Complete Outfitters for Men and Boys,
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"She laughed anil confessed that her
favorite amusement was to put her
favorite verses to music of her own
fancy. That was the beginning of tho
end. You can guebs the rest.
"I meant to own up, but you know
how shy she Is. I still meant to con
fess, but each time my courage forsook
me. Once I came here strung up pur
posely. It was the Jay Uarkness con
gratulated me. Alter that I felt It
would have killed me to own up. And
so I let you all think. And now
she Is ilylns!"
Prank laid hit head down on his anus
and sobbeil.
After all, Mrs. Varley did not die.
Sho recovered to Hnd herself, to her
nmn.ement and unfeigned dismay, ti
celebrity, courted and cajoled by nil.
Sho protested howllilerlngly, Imploring
us to tell the world It wns a huge mis
take und that all the glory was genu
inely Frank's. Indeed she declared
honestly that more thun half the com
positions were wholly his.
Mrs, Varley was capable now of hold
ing her own anywhere In face of the
whole world.
To Frank's utter astonishment and
humiliation ho Is ns gieat a favorite as
ever, He still sends forth his brilliant
compositions, nnd It Is rumored that
there Is a grand opera In serious con
templation now. Hut upon everything
appear the doubla names of Mis, and
Mr, Frank Varley. Chicago Tribune.
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' TULIPS AND HYACINTHS.
Now Is the Time to Plant If You
Want Them.
From Country I.lfo In Ameilca.
"I should like to procure some plants
like those beautiful ones in bloom In
the park," is an order given to the
seedsman many times dally during the
spring, while hyacinths, tulips, narcissi
and other spring lluwcilng bulbs arc
delighting tho spectators with their
gorgeous hues.
The same old answer has to bo re
peated agnln nnd again: "The lloweia
you describe afo produced from bulbs
which must be planted In the fall;
they will then (lower the following
feprlng. It is now entirely too late."
It Is really surprising how few peo
ple realize that while their gardens are
In their autumn glory It Is also tho
proper time to order nnd plant hardy
sprlng-llowerlng bulbs, without which
most gardens will be bare of flowers
for many woekH the following season,
In fiict, there are many people who do
not know what bulbs nic For tho
benefit of such I may state that flow
ering bulbs are like an onion. The
roots and foliage die away, I. e., "ripen
off," leaving the naked bulb, in the
heart of which are stored Incipient
flowers, stems and leaves, which nro
therein sustained while tho bulb re
mains In a dormant condition. During
tho dormant seabon bulbs may be dug
up, shipped, stored and replanted, like
no many potatoes, and alter their tprm
of rest has expired, conditions being
congenial, they will again start Into
growth; first throwing out roots, and
then diveloplng the stored-up leaves
and llnwei't!.
As the majority of hardy flowering
bulbs ripen off during the early sum
mer months, and as tlicy do not natur
ally remain In a douuant condition
longer than from threo to six months,
it Is absolutely essential that they be
planted in the fall. This permits them
to make their root-growth before freez
ing weather sets In, and the better tho
root-growth the better wll bo the dow
ers. Bulbs planted very late In the fall
or carried over winter In cold storage
and planted In the spring seldom give
sulltifuvtory (lowers, for the reason
that the foliage and (lowers commence
to develop us soon as the roots; there
fore the dowers cannot develop beyond
the sustenance supplied by the rootlesi;
bulbs, and this sustenunce la usually'
exhausted when tho flowers are about
half grown. While it Is true that the
(lowers, etc., are foimed within thb
bulb befoie they ripen off, yet It is ab"
colutely essential for their maximum
development that the bulbs become
thoroughly rooted before the tops are
allowed to start.
A good rule to follow as to the pro
per time to plant hardy spring-flower
ing bulbs In the open ground Is from
four to six weeks before freezing
nights are expected. Then the under!
soil is still warm enough to induce
root-action, while tho cooler surface
nnd air checks top-growth until spring.
A NERVE DEFINED.
Quick Answers From Kindergarten
Pupils,
From tho Brooklyn Eagle,
A certain Hrooklyn kindergarten con
tains during the school term many
bright little folks, and their answers
to Questions nie often very amusing.
On a morning not long ago the head
teacher was giving a talk on physiology
and asked;
"Who can tell me what a nerve JsV
"I know," said one little tot,
"Weli, whnt Is It?"
"It Is what makes the tooth hurt
when you have the tooothuche."
This created u laugh nnd a number of
other answers followed, when a little
girl, who is usually depended upon io
give a reply to almost every question,
raised her pointed finger und said;
"I know the answer, teacher; I can
tell you."
"You may answer, Emily," said the
teacher. "What is a nerve?"
"When any one Is too fresh my
mamma says, 'Oh, what a nerve!"'
The lesson ended after a desperate
effort to restore order.
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