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'' ., ' Hat wktor. tle njirUjn'l ?J 'jr- Ana i;ie wiicmnjj iroty nri'DUt i M tild nitAriVA 1 n r 1 oh, "mtBcj :M.e.y. v.. 4 - tlvf u wV t n, . win .' ii1 .to-5-4tV.trnMlt.inR. d grow here S AvmII iw tliprc Any way, I'll rink it and it will Forve to pass away tins drwirv afternoon." " Kiitip put on her garden hat, for the snn wan blazing ami burning, and got tlieRjindo and hoo. A lovely moss-rose brwh, "covered with sweetest buds and blossoms, bloomed in an obscure corner of the garden; she wished it to be before the window instead. She went to the corner nnd began her work. At last, with a great pull, up came the bush, nnd Katie stood to " i wonder if the rose bush ha been I wishing something to happen to it?" to be placed where it can see the world now; I'm sure it cjuUI not see it there." Pausing thus, and thinking what a great hole the taking it up had made, Katie's eyes caught sight of something that seemed to shine. She thought it must be her silver thimble dropped out of her apron pocket, and she stooped to pick it up. Hut it was not her thimble; It was something that resisted her grasp, Oh, summer lmi tho splendor , vOf th corn-field wiilo anIu9f'P. Ana wnry PUfiitown w(uiUt ' But winter fields ar iira ' f WU. .!:- ...T. TI tbll Uld'S DVVr) WUUIOi Oh, Rummer hn the wild boos, J- And the rniffins, flinging uota In the robin' uncful throat, And the leaf-talk in tlie troojj Bat wintor ha the chime Of the merry CUriatrans time. t, aammer has the lnster Of tho tunbeams wnrm and bright, And rains thnt fall nt nltfht h'hore reedg and lilies cluster But doep-in winter's enow -The flron of Christmas glow. L . 1 I WISH FULFILLED. .pretty white cottage standin from the road, within its large tf garden, wherein clustered beds Iweet-scented flowers, woodbine and JnatiB creeping about the porch. " i f; wb,ylw of the little squareparlor Vlfhed Ui the ground; seated in the a man a cotton sock, "llV y,tunS tTirl witR a pleasant face, ''looth bBowfi .ltalf and' dark gray and.overdfH, iththing and sjiark- .e gQldeii r.vs.of.ihe hot sum- itiuu.- It wjjn a fair',1 peaceful pic turret . 1 I . r; too peacefuHn-. Its monotony f t- Ue 'Denlson. Khe" had been - fljUefiison's wife nearly four 'V'and'. siit founfl the home life , ' -s't tage just a weo bit lonely, V t to-lay; for tlie little maid - , Jsuye, had beennent for to the at daybreak, her mother 'r! wn taken suddenly 111, and ', ; l1') be back before nieht. h W14 ' own occupafton lay In the u p. Jand, one mile away. Some- ime to middav dinner, and though he ought , hoe every evening at , r. . 1 i , 1 fj.wi itunn inuri nn'aa ucm. ?,r i wJ two aftef it. A hard '7 ,'"'-lk'i was he, not too well llo1:"?Vey.were both young and ?i,?WbuoyiUit, content to work ,tv aua cneenuiiy lor ine III Li money might be more rthls'day tleorgo had not come to Vthls'd f er. and Katie, maid sis well as I (ress for tho time being, had taken ! I own in solitude, cleared things fiylone Jane's work generally and i Ja 6at down to her sock-mending. e bees hummed lazily in the It air. tho clock- on tho mantel 1.C4I dr6wsily and the afternoon was . . -, , i tun. aear, now areary it au isi fined Katie, quite overcome by the Colony around. " Who would havo jugiit mat .lane , ausenco couiu Lko such a difference? It must bo consciousness of being alone that's ling upon me. Jane, shut up in ner Ichen, is no more of a companion to other days thau she is tc-day over , Hestlv. I do wish something would .lough, for that matter; so different I.l, Hin home, with the eight of us in it. J is only the same routine over and ol.wijer again; tho housework to bo seen tn U if the bread to make and the meals to rtn;'!l, nnd then tlie sitting down in the Kl j'.Xegfioon to mend or make, or knit or i: :ft. Of coursa it is not George's fault; K;fi. would bo with me always if he fit. f"-fiild; but it is a shame of that fetched olnco not to let him come . 1. -1 I i VU oil '-of? 1 "! Jme to dinner !" IHere Katie paused to thread her fiedle and the clock struck tho half I'jt'f'Only lialf-jiast four. An hour and a ' Lj'iiif vet to teatime ! If I had only j a littlo bit of sociable life many Huts have. Is it always the same ft 1 vouns wivim l woruuTf Jut 1 n't feel quite like this when Jane is the house, !Sio is a suiy iiung, ugh well meaning, but she is com- av. 1 wisn we count go iravnuiK, 1 T -..i-iii. ri..-. iw.lirli if fru livi'f nt t!ie eml of the irarilen. 1 r u - - . along now and t .m mKi lift linvf !,) hii. 1 tn inniA In Ul! I1U1. HUH lin'u vi. vi...v... I1ll. ... . . Ml V 1 Jtb and rest aw nle. .No chance 01 .Vl.if liAM'nrnr in 1 1 5 J . ... It T O iy. 1 wish 11 was a mgn-roau 1 ii ,ly a beggar-woman came along it Uild be something." Here Mistress Kate Denison looked from her work to groan. "I am tired of the sunshine, iere s so mucn 01 11, ueciuen I am tired of the (lowers, and tlie irubs, and the hedge that hides 1110 ail, and of the green ga e. ueorge Ancies tins Home is pvimnon-, ir- Clearing away the earth from around it, she found at length that it was a box with brass-bound corners a ma hogany box or desk that had been buried there. With the help of the spade and some trouble Katie got it out of the ground. It was neither very largo nor very heavy, and she carried it into the house and placed it on the table, interposing newspapers to save the cloth from the mold. "What can it possibly be? Who can havo placed it there?" she won dered in excitement. " If I had but a kev to lit the lock!" Hut upon regarding tlie lock atten tively she saw that it was a very sim ple one and that the fastenings could easilv be pushed back with a penknife. Another minute and tho desk lay open before her. Some silver teaspoons wrapped in wash-leather first met her gaze; they were antique and massive and discolored. Eleven of them nnd a pair of sugar-tongs, all marked " A. 1)." Kecollection Hashed through Katie. She had heard the story more than once from George. Some years before, his Aunt Ann. his father's sister, who lived at the cottage here with the family, took a sudden panic. She was left in the house alone, her brother with his wife and son being away on a week's visit, when there arose a rumor of sundry burglaries in the neighbor hood, in, one or two cases accompanied bv violence. Miss Denison was very much frightened, wroto word to her brother, entreating him to return. and adding that sho had, mean while, hidden her property in a safe place. That same night the cot tage was broken into, and Ann Deni son was so terrified that she had seizure. Already in failing health, sho never rallied from it; though she lived for a lonir time, sho did not re cover proper speech or consciousness; her mind was gone. She ilied; and when her will was opened it was found that sho had left what property she possessed to her nephew, George, unconditionally. Hut no property was to be found. It was supposed that she had, or ought to have had, over two hundred pounds, which she had always kept in the house with her, being afraid of banks and all other securities. It had dis appeared, together with- her silver spoons on which sho set much stpxe her desk, and some personal oriia ments. Either sho had ,fcv filfect ually hidden it, or else the Fd'ln!r-hari' run away with it. -tir&jlulV;'-lie family came to the concWjhui tkat the latter must havo been th'$ t;astj.-i" As Katie Denison ojhUmIS Iier eyes on this wonderful treasure, disinterred saw a dark, wiry man, with long black hair and keen eyes, standing there, a b.ix strapped upon his back." Hewai evidently a traveling peddler. Taking off her black silk apron, she flung it over the notes and the glistening orna ments, and shut down the lid of the desk, but leaving it exposed to view. The peddler coolly stepped Inside the room, unstrapped his pack and began to open it. lie did not glance at all toward tho table, nnd Katie hoped he had not seen what was on It. Peddlers were not uncommon visitors in the rural districts, and she had never known them to be otherwise than honest and well behaved. Still, the shining jewels might be a tempta tion. "The sun's very hot to-day, my lady," ho remarked sociably but re spectfully ; "and we travelers get full benefit of it, especially with a load like this to toil under." "Yea, it is very warm indeed," civilly replied Katie. The pack was thrown open at last, displaying all kinds of things; buttons, sewing-silk, ribbons, imitation lace neck collars, handkerchiefs, cheap jew fclry, .scent bottles and many other ar ticles calculated to. take the eye "of in experienced country girls and women, " What will vou buv, lady t "I do not want anything today, thank you," said Katie, politely, not daring to be otherwise. " Nav, but 1 111 sure a pretty young lady like you must need something. Look at these cloves real French kid, and only fourteen pence a pair. Dirt heap, inv ladv : you d pay tnree-anu- sixpence at the town draper's." Not to-day, thank you. 1 nave no money to spend. e aro poor people." The peddler glanced at the pretty room, as much as to say that it seemed to be a contradiction to the hist asser tion. However, he only went on to laud his wares. Any jewelry, lady ? See, I have in this case a few choice rings, bracelets and brooches. Look at these yellow topaz ear pendants ! Don't they sparkle in the sunlight? Only look, niv ladv." Katie advanced a step or two from the table, before which she had been standintr. as if to cruard it. and did look. Such pretty earrings as they were, long, shining pendants, Hashing in the peddler's lingers ; as pretty as those under her apron. Hut she wanted them not. The rings were lovely; being a daughter of Eve, she would have liked some of them. . "Thank vou. I cannot buy," said she, slowly. " I have very little money in my purse to-day; none to spend on pietty tilings." The peddler turned over nis goous with undiminished cordiality. " I do not charge for showing my things, and ladies like to look at them although they may not want to buy. Look at these little bottles of perfume; cologne water, lavender, violet. And only sixpence each." The bottles wero extremely pretty, and Katio loved perfumes. Perhaps she might spare a sixpence for one of them. As she caught one up, the peddler took the glass stopper out of another, pouring some of its contents on Katie's handkerchief, which lay on an easy chair close by, and held it to her face. " Jessamine, my lady. Do you like it?" " Oh, it is delicious !" cried Katie, 'smiling at it. "Only sixpence, you sav ? I think I must have this." The peddler laughed pleasantly, and .1 - . ... 11. I 1... A' tossed UicK 111s ions oiacn. iiair noui lis face. 1 thought vou'd be tempted by the scents, ladv. hy, the beauiuui litue bottles alone are worth the money This iiie : ' t r'f "sh a carnage would come 4 "i"' ll" 1,rt';l'i down the opposite gate, ; c; IT I mebodv bo hurt and havo to com J re and rest awhile. No chanei Ylat, however, in this lonely, cross-cut 4:, ' uf4liuse he was always in it he forgets its I j lieliness. I do wish something would L kipen good or bad yes, bad !" ' VV, at Jrhere was acurioushtisli all through J. little parlor: to Katie it never . j - Pk-ined so Still before. Even tlie ticH- Uof the clock had an ominous sound. hat a wish it was soiueuung goou 11 cad 1 1 have a great mind to move that se uusii, &ne iinn I'uv-uin, mi 1 from the earth, she saw what it was tlie lost d"sk and property. " Then Aunt Ann must have dug a hole, and put in the desk, and planted a rose bush over it," said Katie to her self, her nimble fingers busy. "Eleven spoons I remember George said one of them had been lost or stolen years before: and how beautiful they are !" After the spoons, wrapped in more leather, two brooches camo to light, and two pairs of earrings to match, the one set, real pearls and amethysts, the other, garnets set in gold. HoMdcth--.ii lay a beautiful necklace of pink coral. And the greatest treasure of alltfas in a drawer Y itself a packet of bank notes, securely folded in a waterproof caw that kept them from the air, Katie Denison, after some hesitation, timidly ventured to count them; twenty-four notes of ten pounds each, making two hundred and forty pounds! Her breath came and went uneven ly as she looked at them, lying on the table beside the jewtls. Oh, what boon it was. o more pinching lor herself and George, no nnre looking at everv sixpence before tnev dared to spend it, no more almost fifty per cent interest to be paid on the hundie l pounds borrowed by Georai's father. and which had kept tho you.ig 'begin nera down. The debt itself could be paid off now. Katie lifted her heart und hands on high in thankfulness, Hut she was then interrupted' she him an the .11 bill llU'il llliri 1 UjlU'U I . I'll" uwnit. uuuvi ni-i "Good-day, my lady, good-d y !" J und she, preparing lor a pU-asu Mrs. Denis. in' ftarte.l as t!ec'ig'n she ; sensation, inhaled a long breath had been sh.it. ! dow, whence J iii'iiin-' t'i (11 Hotter take a pair of them, is rose." " Nothing more to-day. swered, deeicively, giving sixpence. And tho podiuer mane a coiiiicai feint of yielding in despair. Familiar though he seemed to be. Ins manner had not los,t one atom or its respect. Then I conclude I may strap up my pack again," he said, beginning to put the things straight in it. "If you ould but be tempted to a knot of rib bons or a pair of these delicate gloves 1 Stay, though; here a a rare perfume niy lady has a love for perfumes, I see." "Indeed I have," said Katie, who had not ceased to smell at her jassa- mine. " Hut I cannot buy any more. I don't ask you to buy this," he an swered, producing a larger bottle ot cuiiously carved glass, which appeared to be filled with a colorless liquid. This is a rare and costly perfume, that I never offer lor sale save to cus tomers whose purses are as deep as their wishes. Has my lady ever heard of the attar of roses from India, worth a guinea a drop?" Katie opened her eyes in surprise. " A guinea a drop ! And is Uas at tar of roses?" "No, this is not; but it is a perfume as costly. Smell it, my lady; take a good deep breath of it. You've not often smelled this." He held the bottle under her nose, rable f it. Wliv, what a strange, sweet, peiietrat- the salutation joe, she I ing odor it had. Hut not exactly au I young F agreeable one, Katie thought; more of a sickening odor, it was so sweet. I don t know whether I like it or not," she said, doubtingly. That s because you have not tried it Buflicifiatly,". I19 .said. 44 You must smell it fox, f 'minute oj two; you'll like it then ' , Ro.'KtletkTher good snuff, andthen ahftshor. -TUen sho began to experience li qUeer, 'faint sensation. How strange things were looking around her 1 Was this curious per fume too strong for her? Had it gone to her head ? She felt conf used and dizzy, and did not seem to see anything clearly save the peddler's great blank eyes, lixedo 'keenly upon hers. Ho, gently put her 'into the arm-chair, to ward which' she began to stagger. "It is.-a beautiful scent, he said, the words, sounding in her ear like a faint murrjcrur, " but it has been a little strong for your nerves, lady; but you must take some more of it to revive you." He poured some of it on her hand kerchief and held it to her face, and Katie Denison fell back in the large chair and lost her senses. She had been wishing something would hap pen, bad or good, and it had happened with a vengeance. When sho came to herself the sun had gone off the window, the hands of the clock were approaching six her handkerchief, all crumpled to gether, lay on the carpet, and a neigh bor who lived halt a mile off was standing over her. " AVhere am I ?" exclaimed Katie, in confused bewilderment. " What is the matter?" " That is what I want to know what the matter is," replied Miss Lake, a capable young woman with a merry tongue. "I came down to take tea with you this evening, sans ceremonie, for I know you are always glad to see me, and I walk in here at your open doors and find you asleep, as I thought at first. Hut T could not awake you, Mrs. Denison." Katie's head was aching terribly; she put her hand up to her brow. What was it all what ailed her why was she feeling so strange? Miss Lake gently pushed back her hair and began to fan her hot face. Recollec tion gradually returned to her. Where was the peddler was he gone? And where Katie started up with a cry and snatched her apron off the table, Nothing was under it. - No silver spoons were there, no jewels, no bank notes; even the desk was gone. Every individual thing had been swept as clean away as if it had never had place in the room. ' Tho peddler, the wicked peddler !" shrieked Katie. "He has taken it all!" Mary Lake thought her friend's head was wandering; that the intense heat had affected it, " Stay you quietly in the chair," she said, pushing her back into it with gentle force. " You shall havo a cup of tea directly. I'll go and help Jane to make some. " Mary, wait !" sobbed Katie, put ting out her hands. " Oh, wait lis ten ! .lane is not here to-day, and there's no one to get anything. And that dreadful man has gone oft with the money and the silver. It was two hundred and forty poumjs." "I'll get the tea myself, then, and have it in a jiffey," cheerfully an swered Miss Lake, quite ignoring the other information. " You only sit still where you are." Ilewildered vet, Kotie sat still; she was not quite herself at present. In a short time George Denison came in, whistling gleefully, and much wanting his tea. Jmt he lound no tea-tray on the table, and Katie in tye ohair, sobbing as If her heart WAUid break. "Halloa! Why, Katie, what's amiss ?" She stretched out her arms to him and laid her wet face upon his shoul der, while she told him the tale. Miss Lake came in with tho tea things at the time. She gave a side nod to Georgo nnd a significant look, as much as to say, " her mind is wander ing." He took the same view of it. "Hut indeed it is true,' sobbed the young wife, when she detected their unbelief. "I only wanted to trans plant the rose bush Georgo knows I have intended to do it and I found the desk buried under it. Look at tho mold upon tho newspaper if you won't believe me. And I got it open, and it had Aunt Ann's spoons and jewels in it and two hundred pounds." The poor rose bush was lying on the ground, sure enough, and by its side was a huge hole. "There must be something in it, after all," said George. " It may really bo Aunt Ann's lost desk. A peddler ! I wonder which way the fellow has gone ?" " Stay," cried Mary Lake, as he was turning to the garden gate. " I met a man looking like a peddler as I was coming here; he had a box on his back and carried something under his coat; he was on the path as if making for Hestley. A moment more, Mr. Deni son," detaining his impatient steps; call at the farm; 1 know the horses are in; get one saddled at once, und you will overtake him." I George Denison took 0110 horse, and young Farmer Lake took unother, they rode away at full speed. Half way to Hestley, In a lonely part 01 the road, they came upon the man with the pack. Divining the errand of the horsemen, the peddler dropped the desR he had stolen, ran toward Hestley woods as fast as his pack would let him. and disappeared. George Deni son recognized his aunt's desk, undid the strap which had been put around it, saw that the contents were sate, in cluding the money, and stopped pursuit And you never rode after him, you never took him r cried Alary Jjase, breathlessly, when he got back. Mr. Denison shook his head. " You let the fellow escape V" "Why, yes, I did, Miss Mary. It was an almost irresistible temptation, you see, to which he had been exposed. Only fancy what it must be to a man of his caliber to come unsuspiciously in at the gate here, and see a lot of money and jewels set forth on the table with nobxly. so to say, to guard them. I dare say it will have taught him a lesson; and I hope it has taught m wife one," turning to her with a noil; " not to display treasures right before an open window." " Oh, George ! Hut what should we have done if he had got clean off with the booty?" " Well, Katie, we should only have been where we were before." " And I dare say you w ould never havo believed that l had dug up any thing, or that it was your Aunt Ann's desk. One thing 1 can promise, Georare. and heartily, too -that I will never again, when I a:n dreary, wish anything to happen, good or bad. liad enough this has been." 'Nay, my little wife, I think it has been all good, barring your dose of ether or whatever the stupefying stuff might be. And you must not let Jane go home ajzain, to leave you alone, or you mav have all the frater nity of pedlers paying you periodical visits. 'The earrings are so beautiful, George, espe. i ,Kv the blue ones, Shall vou let me have both pairs? Thev will look so pretty in rny ears!' 'Eve, E"oI" cried George Dc'nison We Know In Tart. We do not feel, when day is done, The restful blensingof tho niht; Kor welcome with the morning sun, The broad beneficence of light We only know a day has passed With interchange of thought and toil J tnd that the night has gtepped, at last, Most softly on her sacred soil. Too full this world of heart and brain, To leave ns room to recognize rhe voices whispering from the main, Or falling from the starry skies. And to we tread the little round Of daily toil and nightly care ; Our life, at best, a broken sonnd, Our death, at last, a granted prayer. HUMOR OP THE DAT. you that gold than worsted An Egyptian Funeral. The following, from the Nineteenth Century, c mvevs an accurate idea o: the observance of obsequies in the oriental city of Alexandria: One of the first things that attraete; our attention in one of the quiet sido streets was a lugubrious process ion, followed bv a great company of blue-robed women tit tering a cry which I can only describe as "clucking, was so exactly the note or a joyous hen announcing a newly-laid egg. I ho similarity was so extraordinary that we went close up to them to make sure that it was really not some curious, procession of poultry, when we pfr c?ived that it was a funeral, the un coffined corpse, wrapped in white linen and laid on a bier, being carried head-foremost, and preceded by a long string of men with disheveled beards, who were chanting a solemn dirge. These almost without exception, were blind of one or both eyes a fact for wh idi we could only account by imag ining they might be tho Muezzins hired as mourners, blind men being always preferred to fill that sacred office, inasmuch as their morning and evening ascents of the minarets to call the faithful to worship would give too good occasion for prying into their neighbor's domestic life in the court yard or ou the Hat roof. , The women are also hired to howl and make lamentation, and throw dust on their heads. At the funeral ot a rich man from sixty to a hundred of these hired mourners are present, wail ing and beating their breasts. In cases of real grief it is customary for women of whatever rank to sit un veiled in the dust. The dead is laid in the grave with the face turned toward Mecca, and the survivors oiler up prayers for the forgiveness and peace of tho departed. The lament and wailing are renewed every Thursday and Friday following until forty days are f ullille'd, the tomb being strewn with green leaves and alms given to the poor. At the funerals of the wealthy raw meat is often given to the needy The Egyptians believed the soul to be not only imnnrtal, but a portion of the divine essence that after death and judgment, was, if found unsullied by the habitation of the tlesh, again uniti d to the Deity, of which it was an em anation; hence they worshiped their dead with divine honors, that is, they made oblations to them similar to the ordinary oblations in honor of the gods; and they hailed them with tlie hallowed name of Osiris, la addition to such public rites, private commemorations were constantly made by priests on altars set up for the pur pose in the buildings where mummies were kept till they were consigned to the tomb. They consisted of libations and of offerings, including flowers and fruit. In tho interval between cm balinmeiit and burial, social feasts were likewise held iu honor of the dead, at which the guests, relatives and friends of tho deceased wern decked with flowers. Any girl will tell bangles are warmer wristlets. Picayune. Though not much of a conversation alist, a mute might get along yery- nicely in a spoke factory. We hope we shall not be accused 01 exaggeration when we say we have received 18o:j calendars. jsoswn bulletin. If you think nobody cares for you in . this cold world, just try to learn to play the fiddle in a populous neighbor hood. biftings. " No. sir," said the passenger to the ship's doctor, " I am not seasicw, dui, . 1 '1.1- J.1. u-i ! rT lmdeucedly disgusted wini tuoiuu""" of the vessel." Boston Post. The earth is said to have two mo tions; but to a drunlten man comiug home at 1 o clock at nignt it uouov less has more than 20U. Pittsburg Leader. " Whistlers are ; always good-nurtured," says a philosopher. Every body knew that. It's the folks that have to listen to the whistling that get. ugly. Boston Post. Alien that was recently killed at Beauce, Quebec, had inside her two pellets of gold, valued at $550. This is another instance of the profits to be made in poultry. Poultry Monthly. . Scales so delicate .that . they will weigh tho thousandth part of a grain are now manufactured. We learned this interesting fact from a coal dealer, who thinks of getting a pair. Phila delphia News. Why bugle trimmings are so called : " AVhy are those things on your dress called bugle trimmings?" George wanted to know. "Oh," Emily re plied, lightly, "because pa blows so over the bill."" Hawkeye. First swell" Hy Jove, Fred, that is quite the highest collar 1 ve strucK yet." Second swrll " Think so. old man? Well, I don't mind telling you; it's a little idea of my own. It's ono of dad's cuffs." Columbia Spectator. . The man with a cheap Derby hangs it on the peg; but tho man with a Derby lined like a coffin, and bearing the imprint of the swell hatter, always lavs it down so that he who runs by may read tho legend of its maker. Puck. Parson (to ne'er-do-well): MVhat's this I hear, Giles that your wife has left you? Ah! this is what I" Giles: " Sho might do worse than that sir." Parson (shocked): "Worrer Giles:4 "ho might come back again." Pltllrfij " X wouldn't lose that roller-pin f 01 inonetf, exclaimed an Oshkosh woman, brandishing a chunk of wood that looked as though it had a fight with a Ktinsuire chopper. " Every time I lose a husband 1 cut a notch in it." Brook lyn Eaylc. We often hear of a man who began life with nothing, dying wortli a mil lion. Poor fellow ! and he has got to begin iill over again in the next world, just the same as the man who began life with a million and ended with nothing. Boston Tru mrript. A l'BESSISO 1HKT. Iior lips were like Uij leaves, lie said, By autumn's crimson tinted i Borne people autumn loaves preserve ISy pressing tlu-m, nhe hinted. The mtiuiing of the gentle liint Tho lover did discern, And ko he rlnnped her round the neck, And glueij his lips to hei'11. The lit. -y ut urc f Chaucer. tobacco dates from A Cure for Cold Feet. To euro cure cold feet the Philadel phia liecord says: l'eoplo who write or sew all day, or rather thoso who take but little exercise, may warm their cold feet without going to tho lire. All. that is necessary is to stand erect nnd very gradually lift one's self up noon the tips of the toes, so as to put all the tendons of tlie foot at full strain. This is in t to hop up or jump up and down, but simply to rise the slower the better -upon tiptoe, and to remain standing 011 the points of the toes as long art possible, then gradually coining to the natural posi tion, ltepeat this several limes, and by the amount of work the tips of the toes are made to do in sustaining the body's weight a sufficient and lively circulation is set up. Kven' liie half frozen car-driver can carry this plan out. It is niie rule of the " Swedish movement " s stem- and, us iiiotior wanulli is much better than lire-warm-ing, persons who sitilVr with cold feet. at 11'.it an ir retiring to rest, t his plan juiil Im li-ro
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