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FUr nnd Everywhere.
f nj finf fit mo when 1 am. in .my gravo
' ' 1 only Wounded whero 1 should forbear;
'Twas tlmt drunk from Sorrow's bitter wave
Ever, and every tPio
Hmv not of mo, mini voiced, when I nm c'ltir
'Mint 1 hnvo marred your lifu tlmt else n
fair, ' "
walked with Miiishine from my own with
drawn . .'
Kvcr, nnd eury whero. t S,
5.iy not of me, ls colder hearts will p y'
When 1 nm dead, tliat lifo lias proved n
snare,
llornue mi.rtnno followed on my way
Ever, nnd cvorywlur?.
When I sin pone, then kindly speak of mc,
Kay that my heart was frenzied with do.
ppair;
I loved thee from my Hold, if bitterly,
liver, and everywhere.
From Vie Polish.
THE SON OF A KING.
Sometimes hIib was positively hand
some, ami sometimes very plain tan
you understand it? 1 never could.
I had known Miss Minty Hobarts
from my childhood. She wrote poetry
and cultivated pinks. Ah I that was
a lovely garden of hers, just opposite
the barr icks, and where could be seen
glimpses of the blue river. How often
have I sat on the rose-em l'o wored porch
and listened to the land, headed by
their handsome and accomplished
leader, John Hrigson. To look at him
alono wsis a pleasure. Tall, straight,
swarthy, with Hashing Mack eyes,
straight eyebrows, and red, sensitive
tips under tho thin mustache, and a
hatul as taper and delicate L'l bhape as
tliai-ot' any; l.l'lv, 'no was always the
cydosnrw'I nvery eye.
Miss SirvJy hail a great many Indian
relics. SheVas,; ten years my senior,
and seemctf old to me. The captain
was In tho regular army and a martinet
still, though retired from active ser
vice. Miss Hobarts was generally called
plain by the people of Wallburg. They
did not see her when her rye flashed
da she spoke of her lifo on the frontier,
nor tho lovely rows of ivory-white
teeth when she smiled over some
pleasant recollection. ho always
dnssed in blue blue wraps, blue
dinner-dresses, blue ol a darker shade
for the street and sho was a splendid
horsewoman.
Tho old captain was very quiet,
though military in all his ways and
thoughts, and forever poring over old
musty books. In ono hand ho carried
;i cane, and his left arm was propped
by a crutch. Everybody honored him
because ho had done his country good
service, and tho old man liked to light
his battles over again with whoever
could be found to listen.
Once when 1 wast hero old Josiiji
l'egford, who prided himself on being
jno of the "melishy," made a rash
speech.
"Them red Injuns is tho despisa
Mest things in all creation!" he said,
his narrow brows contracted into
countless wrinkles. "I sli'd think
your fathered despise 'em."
"My father never despised tho In
Jians," said Miss Kobarts, kindling in
a Hash, her chei ks as red as roses; "he
is too just for that, l'eople hale them
without reason. I've lived among
them and I ought to know. My lather
had Indian friends as noble as any
white man could be."
"Law sakes!you du take up for 'cm
don't ye V" said Josiah, looking at her
admiringly. "Willi, now, they do say
Urigson, over liar, the leader of the
band, s got Injun blood in hiui. I
s'poso that's what makes him suc!i a
favorite of the ladies."
I happened to be looking at the cap
tain's daughter, and saw a slow red
Hush creep all over her face and up to
the very roots of her fair hair.
" 1 have not tho acquaintance of the
band leader," she, said, in a high, grand
voice, turning away.
" Course not; cap'in's daughter
couldn't associate with sich," said the
old man, in his grave fashion. " Hut
I du declare for his singing in church
kinder sends the cold shivers over me,
and they du say some operatic chap
has offered him well a sort of little
fortiu if he will go with him and sing
in opprey."
Again I was looking at Miss Hob
arts, and I saw her turn as pale as
death.
"Of course wo can't expect to keep
him here, for he's a man of uncommon
parts. Kind o' queer why ho ever
come here, too, in a small garrison
town like this."
" How people do hate tho poor In
dians!" said Miss Hobarts, with spaik
linir eyes, alter her visitor had gone.
Von have lived among them, have
vounol':" 1 asked, determined, with
the audacity of a girl of eighteen, to
get at her story it story sue nau any
to tell.
"I was born in Indian Territory."
Kim made reidv. "and my nurse was
an Indian woman."
" How strange!" I said.
Oh. dear Miss Hobarts, please till
me soniethiiijr'r" 1 askid.
Mm lookul mi with wide-opened
eves.
1 thought she seemed startled
" What
something
said-
do you
iibout
mean? Toll
what who V"
you
she
' Oh, about yourself," 1 said, trem
bling at my ,pwn boldness. "Haven't
you pad soino little romantic, episode
in your lifo among tho Indians ? I
have always felt a secret sympathy for
them, andyou have been among them
so much."
" I never like to tell of myself," she
said, turning her attention to some
pretty fancy-work she had in hand,
" for sometimes you must tell things
that look like boasting, and ono don't
like to bo eor.siiii uous. even to one's
self; but then airain" and she smiled
a little sadly "1 sometimes think I
should be happier if I could talk over
the old times, even if there were some
heartache in them."
She placed her work aside, and rose
as she said:
" 1 have something I wish to show
you iirst."
She went to an old-fashioned cabinet,
and from one of its nooks drew a small
package, which she unwrapped, hand
ing me a picture framed simply in four
stripof Indian brrk.
" Why, yours, of course and it is
very good only the dress is so
much "
"Younger," she said, smiling.
" Yes, I was only sixteen when that
was taken twelve years ago."
"Hut your face has not grown a
minute older, I said, bluntly.
" lou think so, perhaps, but I know
better. I am no beauty, and flatter
myself I know just how I look, and,
certainly, my face is not as lair, my
eves as blue, or mv cheeks as red as
they were then. Still, plain as I was,
I was always a favorite with the
Indians. More than ono brave, more
than one chief, luw offered my father
horses and wampum and land in ex
change for me, even when I was
scarcely more than a child and when
I grew older I was never allowed to go
anywhere unattended. Tho picture
you hold in your hand was painted by
an Indian."
How strange !" I said, with a secret
admiration of tho deliedte work.
" Why strange V" she said. "There
is a great ileal of talent, even genius,
among them, if it could only be culti
vated. They are much like other peo
ple ; poverty and ignorance keep them
down."
Then sho plunged into tho story:
"When I was a child there was a
rumor rift.' that some Indians of Mad
Kiver had murdered one of the agents
under peculiarly aggravated circum
ftanees. Nobody could prove it for a
certainty, though it was probably true.
One night several white men belong
ing to the post surprised a small camp
of that tribe, and not only tortured,
but murdered them, with their chief.
Just then some soldiers rode up,
headed by my father. The murderers
then had tlie chief's son, a lad of only
ten years, under torture. My father
not only cxpostu'.at, d, but arrested the
ringleaders there were live of them
and, spi akiug kindly tothebny, who
had thrown liimsilt upon the old
chiefs body, he did everything that
could be done under tho cir
cumstances, and sent him
to his tribe under guard. Meantime,
the men who had practiced such need
less cruelty were tried and punished,
but eventually set at liberty. One year
from that day not ono of those guilty
men was living, save a sutler who had
taken almost superhuman precautions
to keep out of harm's way. One by one
they ha I 1 een singled out, some at
their hearthstones, some on their routes
of business one after the other as they
took precedence) by age till only
(Jregory, tho storekeeper, was left.
" One dav I heard a great hue and
cry. My father had sent ine'yoneo
41. ,i 1 ! in t .mi ii n it i it tii jiti'Liiiiio ciiti
lit Ji ni unite i"t iMiuiii i wuiu nam
jde errand. I was a well gjowh girl of
twelve, and tall for my gf.' Looking
ui. 1 saw a cloud of dut'in the dis
tance, and heard pistol shots in quick
sueui sd'jii. I ran back to mv father's
quarters, but before 1 re Hied them I
saw an Indian lad coven d witli blood
and Hying before a small army of pur
suers. 11m strength wasevulently 1 ;iil-
intr. lor he ran unsteadily, and in
another moment had lied into t'uequar
ters where we lived. My first impulse
was to shield him, and 1 tried first to
lead, then to drag, him into tho house,
but the effort was unavailing. He was
too weak to move and Ins pursuers
were upon him, apparently thirsting for
his blood, and crying out, 'Shoot tho
Indian devil !'
"Finally it was all 1 could do
stood my ground and covered the boy
as well as 1 was able. They dared not
tiro for fear id wounding me, and
presi ntly my father came out, dispersed
the crowd, and had the boy carried in
doors, w here tho surgeon attended to
his wounds."
" Did he die?"' I asked, as she paused,
looking into vacancy.
he lived; though the only man
who had been spared, as vet, of all who
belonged to that murderous band,
thirsted for his blood. Singularly
enough, however, the very next day he
was thrown from his horse and killed.
"Is it possible," 1 sa'd. "that this
boy had avenged with his singlo hand
tho murder ol Ins peoph
"No; buthe had tracked them out
and followed them mi he confessed t
my father and di liven d them over
justice. To my father he was most
grateful, for he remembered ho.v he
had saved his life and an Indian is us
grateful for favors as fie is revengeful
for injuries. Tor a long time after his
capture he was an invalid; but hs he
begged of iny father to keep him, be
lived with lis six years and became
quite civilized. It was oiiJy when in
the saddle he reminded one of a savage.
He subdued every horse he mounted, no
matter how un bio with
others."
"And what did he look like?" I ven
tured to ask.
"A very handsome young man, with
Hashing black eyes and a lithe slender
figure. 1 have never seen a hand
somer man.
Ah, Miss Minty! I know how it
ended, or ought to have," I said.
" l on cuufcbi t dream how it ended,
she said, simply.
"And he became a painter i
"Xo, I don't think he did, though
ho had much talent. An old sergeant
took a fjreat fancy to him, and taught
him to read and write, particularly to
play the piccolo. The painting came
quite naturally. I have some sketches
that you shal see some time. I never
have shown them to anybody but my
father."
" That's not the end," I said, em
boldened by her kindness.
" Xo, that's not the end."
"And vou! he must have felt that
von were the preserver of his life."
" Yes. of course he did. I saved his
life," she rep'Jed, simply.
"And then but that's a shocking
thought lie wanted to dedicate that
lifo to you."
"Why a shocking thought?" said
Miss Hobarts, mildly, but her eyes al
most Hashed. "I tell you he was
noble in every respect, and as delicate
as the most refined gentleman. When
my father forbade him even to speak
to me, he obeyed hiin; but from that
hour he rarely spoke to any one
till"
Oh, Miss Minty! did ho die?" 1
asked, anticipating her speech.
" i. es to me ho did," she said,
slowly, looking like one just come out
from "dreamland. "That was years
ago."
And have you never seen him
since t
Don't question me, child," she said,
with gentle decision; neither did 1
have further opportunity, for at that
moment her father came in.
The old church wardens were elec
trified, a few weeks after, at the news
that they were going to lose their
tenor, and the band its leader. I had
never taken much interest in jonn
Hrlgson, simply because he was a quiet
man who rarely lifted his handsome
eyes, except when spoken to, and who
seemed never to care for anybody but
himself, never Groin sr into society, un
less in a professional capacity. Every
body who looked at lain admired lam,
ind his wonderful singing voice
irought crowds to our little church,
for tho way ho sang was something
marvelous. Xow we were going to
lose him for rumor said ho was offered
small fortune yearly he suddenly
gained in importance.
I generally contrived to meet Miss
Kobaits on my way to church, so on a
particular Sunday 1 said to ner:
1 suppose you nave neara tne
news
"What news?" she asked, eyeing me
keenly.
" We are to lose the leader of the
band. When shall wo get such another
tenor?
" Never," she paid, quietly.
"What! Hrigson going away? I
never heard it," said tho captain, com
ing to a stop. " That won't do, daugh
ter, turning to her.
I suppose Mr. Hrigson has a per
feet right to go where ho pleases,'
said Miss Hobarts, as the old captain
stumped on.
" ell, well, muttered the old man
"I ought to die."
"lather! erica Miss Koliarts, ap-
pealingly, and her 1 p quivered iu she
poke
That day it happened that I gave up
my seat to a stranger, and took another
where I faced Miss Hobarts. 1 remem
ber exactly how she was dressed old-
gold ribbons tied under her clan, a
mivy blue dress, light gloves and a
fan that she had painted herself. She
always looked pretty to me, with her
hat on. I watched her through the
service, and particularly when Mr.
Hrigson sang. It seemed to me that
she was growing pale, as if soino
strange gray shadow was settling
down upon her face, and just as the
tenor sang, in his wondroiisly clear
tones, " O Lord, have mercy upon us
have mercy upon us!" what 1 almost
unconsciously dread 'd came to pass,
Miss Hobarts sank back against her
father's shoulder. She had fainted.
Of course there was confusion, stir
nnd wonder. 1 found myself at the
door as they carried lur out, and I
could hear the solemn tones of the
rector and the choir singing again.
They brought her down tiio steps and
carried her into the rectory, where,
alter a long time, she came out of her
swoon.
"What do you suppose made me
faint?" were her first words when she
came to eonsi iousni ss. "1 never
fainted before in all my life."
The old captain was standing before
her, Ids grim features working as ho
1 looked d iwn upon her, It was evi-
d nt that ho was .very trrnrh frlcht-
ei.e l, for his only child was his Idol.
"Never mind, lather, it's all right,"
she said, rising feebly and throwingher
arms about his neck.
"No, it ain't." he muttered, half
savagely; "it's all wrong."
The next day I called and learned
the captain was sick.
"He took to his bed last night," said
the stout maid, as f-ho stood at the
door, "and he'll never git tip."
"Tell her to come in," said a voice,
and there was Miss Hobarts in the
hall, as pule as ashes.
' lie is asleep now," she half whis
pered, leading me into the parlor,
where the old captain lay in a n-clining
chair, which was the only bed he ever
used. A screen stood in front of him,
and Miss Hobarts and I sat by the win
dow, talking.
"It was the fright on Sunday," she
said, looking sadly out. "I never knew
him to be ill before. Oh. what shall I
do if " Her white lips trembled,
then she sprang to her feet, for thi
old man called her.
"Daughter, it is all right," he said,
in a soft, slow voice.
" Oil, father '." she half sobbed.
" Yes yes, it has been a false,
wicked pride. I had nearly sacrilictd
you but now "
"Father! lam not sorry. I am
strong," she paid, kneeling by the side
of his chair.
" I know I know," he muttered,
" but I sec things in a different light.
I might have made vou happier; it was
a foolish prejudice. Xay, don't cry; a
dying man must have his way. Send
for him send for him !" ho added,
more cmplvitii ally.
Miss Hobarts turned to me.
" Will you go to the barracks for
me?" she asked "only
to the green
Sho wrote a
door. Take this card
singlo sentence.
1 followed her directions. The
leader himself came to the door in his
uniform, lie looked Imposingly hand
some, and as he read the card, he lifted
his cap and turned hastily away.
" Say, if you please, that I will be
there immediately," he said, and I re
turned with my message.
" Don't go," said Miss Hobarts, hold
ing my hand; "papa hasn't spoken
since. Don t leave me alone.
Of course I would not h ave her. In
live minutes a step sounded on the
gravel walk. As the man entered the
old captain came out of his lethargy
"John, mv son!
i e I,.) ciiiit
The man came
above him.
forward
and bent
"Have I not obeyed you?" he asked.
"Ieaid I would never speak t her
without your permission."
" Hut you have taken good care t
follow us up pretty well," said the old
man, with a feeble laugh.
"1 acknowledge it, sir; you put nc
other restraint upon mo but that ont
of speaking."
" You have been true to her for
twelve years, John; you will ba true
to her lor liler
"I will!" And the words had all
the solemnity of an oath.
"Take her, then, with an old man s
blessing. You are a good boy, John
a good boy," and his voice grew
drowsy.
Then I saw Miss Hobarts face kindle
into positive beauty. In that exalted
moment she looked to me like an angel,
so much of the good, true heart shone
in her eyes.
The man the band-leader, was the
hero of her story the son of tin
butchered chief. He had loved her all
this time patiently, silently, speaking
to her spirit only w ith las ringing,
wonderlul notes. 1-rom outpost tc
outpost, from city to city, from station
to station, ho had followed, content
only to breathe the same atmosphere,
to worship at a distance to wait
"It seemed to mo," Miss Hobarts
told me afterward, "that at last his
path nee was worn out, ami 1 felt
that Sunday that I was listening
to him for the last time. Hut the
story of the operatic star was a ruse-
he never eontmiplaU'd leaving while
my lather lived.
J he wedding was a nine-days
wonder. 1 lie t'liie Mooii ot tno army
was sho.'ked until the band-leader w
otlered a commission, through the in
tluence of friends, which at lirst lit
refused, but eventually accepted
Somebody said that somebody ilse had
said tliev heard him sav that the son
of a king was good enough for anybody
1 should not wonder.
The old captain did not die. Xo one
at the marriage feast was happier than
he ; and John Hrigson worships his
wife. Mrs. M. A. IhnUon.
Horned Men.
The last alleged discovery is that
there are horned men in Africa. A
Captain J. S. Hay recently read
paper before the Hritish association
in which he stated that he had sen
them and exhibited sketches of them
Ho thought they belonged to the class
of malformations oi which there w
a noted example in tho case of the
" porcupine man," who had horny
plaitson various parts of his body, it
was reinaiKaiiie mai tlie horns were
peculiar to tlie male sex. Most anthro
pologists think that tho gallant cap-
lam u eiiuer joning or romancing.
St IENT1FIC AM) INDUSTRIAL.
Live nnimnls intended for slaughter
will hereafter be sold by weight in
ngland. Heretofore it has been the
ustom to estimate their weight by tho
ye or by measurement.
They now have goats in England
that give three or four quarts of milk
ier dav. Some specimens have re-
entlv sold for $."0 tier head. The in
terest in goat raising is Increasing, and
the milk is in good demand at high
prices.
In 172 a deposit of ochre yiual in
quality to the French product was dis-
ovind on the Appomatox river, at
Hermudaf Ya. From this deposit are
now taken one thousand tons a year,
or about one-third the line ochres used
in the 1'niU'd States.
A French scientist, explaining why
h eaten in Holland are superior to
those eaten in France, savs that the
Dutch fishermen kill their fish as soon
as taken from tlie water by making a"
slight longitudinal incision under tho
tail with a very sharp instrument.
The French fishermen, on the contrary,
illow their (ish to die slowlv, and this
slow death softens the tissues and ren
ders them more liable to undergo
change.
Naturalists will be interested in
learning that a doe having horns, so
prominent and well developed as to
give it all the appearance of a buck at
it distance, has just been killed in a
wood near Aachen, or Aix-la-Cha-pelle,
in Hhenish I'russia. It is well
known that old does show rudiments
of horns, but scarcely, if ever, of such
a sie as to emulate those of the male.
In this instance tho longer of tho
horns was nineteen centimeters in
length.
M. Pasteur, of France, says that the
grass grown over the graves of cattle
that died of splenic fever is a sourceof
infection to cattle feeding upon it. He
points to the agency of earth worms
in carrying the germs of deadly bac
teria from buried carcasses to living
animals. Having introduced worms
into a pit which had contained the car
casses of cattle that died from splenic
fever, he lilhsl it with earth. In a
short time he procured from the in
testines of these worms tho means of
reproducing the disease in its worst
forms by inoculation. He also showed
that the worms, by casting out over
the surface earth containing tho bac
teria germs, gave tlie disease to all
cattle that grazed over it.
Aaron Kurr n a Cross-Kxamlncr.
A writer thus describes tho conclu
sion of a case in which llurr, the
slayer of Alexander Hamilton, was
or.e of the lawyers. The evening
session opened, and Hurr resumed his
cross-examination of the witness, it
was a test of the profound skill nnd
subtlety of the lawyer, the self-possession',
courage and tact of the wit
iii ss standing on the very brink of a
horrible gull ''firmly anil intrepidly re
sisting the efforts 'of the terrible man
to topple him over. At last, after
dexterously leading tho witness to an
appropriate point, Hurr suddenly
seized a lamp in each hand, and hold
ing them iu such a manner that their
light fell instantaneously upon the face
of the witness, ho exilaimtsl, in a
startling voice, like the voice of the
avenger of blood: "(Jelitleluen' of the
jury, Is hold the murderer!"
Wi'h a wild, conviilsivestart, a face
of ashy pallor, eyes starting from
their sockets, lips apart, his whole at
titude evincing terror, the man sj rang
from his chair. For amoimnt he
stood motionless, struggling to recover
his so!f-possessi,n, Hut it was only a
momentary struggle, shaking every
nirve with parah ing fear. I'onscious
that the eyes of all in the court-room
were lixed upon him, reading the hid
den deeds of his Lie he left tho wit
ness stand ami w allied xhritikingly to
the door of tho court-room. Hut he
was prevented from making his es
cape by the sheriff. The effeit can be
better imagined than described. It
htruck the spectators with silent awe,
changing tho whole aspect of the trial
iu an instant, overthrowing the apoth
csis of the attorney-general, which he
was convinced would send the prisoner
to the gallows, saving an innocent
man from the deathful hands of a bold
and skillful perjurer. The false wit
ness was arrested, two indictments
were found against him, one for mur
der, another for perjury. Ho was ac
quitted for murder, but t-ubsequcntly
convicted for perjury, and sentenced
to a long term of imprisonment.
A vessel failing for Hio Janeiro, in
stead of going directly south, usually
steers east half-way across the Atlantic
before attempting to go directly on hur
voyage. Then she strikes thetradi
winds and takes a southeasterly direr
tion. The sailor loses sight of the
great dipper soon after crossing the
equator. Then the southern cross is
visible early in the evening, and the
scorpion is directly overhead.
The product of tea in Japan now
reaches upward ol vU,('Oti,(UU ol
pounds annually, tho production hav
ing largely increased within the hisi
ix years.
Signs of rrosperifr.
Whoro flpades prow bright.
And idle swords eram dnll;
Where jails are empty,
And where barns arc fully
Where field path? are
With fceinu-nt fet-t unworn,
Law court yards weedy,
Silent and forlorn;
Where doctors foot it,
And where fnrmsra lidej
Where ne abound!",
And youth is multiplied;
Where poisonous drinks
Are chased from every place;
Where opium's curse
No longer leaves a trace -
Where these signs aro
They clearly indicate
A happy people,
And n wcll-rnlcd State.
From (he Chinese.
HUMOR OF THE DAY.
Hright days in store When there U
a rush of customers.
Men who get credit for their gooC
works Watchmakers.
Seasick passengers are most inclined
to heave when tho vessel heaves to.
Lowell Court r.
Even an armless man can tike I
hand in a game of foot-ball. Nea
York Commercial.
The man who thinks himself smart
likes to make others smart. There is
certainly nothing sellish about him.
jiostoti I ranscript.
There upranga leak in J,oah s ark,
And then the do bonn to bark;
Noah took its nose to stop the hole,
Hence a dog's nose is iWways cold. ,
Humane Journal.
A recent Fcientific authority says an
acre of land contains six ions oi
worms. Every fisherman who has
ducr for bait on a dry day knows
better. Hartford Vest.
It is related as a singular fact that
fur. men never commit crane. 1.
doesn't seem so singular when you
reflect that it is uimcuit ior a iab
man to stoop to anything low. Lowell
Citizen.
A pretended ghost made its appear
ance iu a western town, uie oiner
night, and accidentally ran against a
bulldog. The result of the encounter
established, bevond all doubt, that
there was nothing superstitious auoui,
tholog.
Nothing is better calculated to de
stroy a man's equanimity than to have
a lady walk up to him while he is lin
gering near a fruit stand and offer him
fven i.iiit. for an annle. when in re
ality he is only waiting for a horsa-
car to come along. l'w ii.
Tl.n i,ri..siilent. of Tufts College Wa9
recently made a happy father, and the
following morning at prayer in the
chapel he introduced this rather am
biguous sentence: "And we thank
thee, O Lord, for the succor thou hast
,riv,.n hi" which caused a general
smile to creep over the faces of tho
class. Hart i lull uazvirc.
The sal news comes from Van
Hulow, the great musician, that it has
been found necessary to place Jam
under treatment for incipient insanity.
We trust this paragraph may strike tho
eye of the youth who owns the double
barreled accordion, and who seems to
think he holds a mortgage on tne air
in the vicinity of our humble domicile.
Statisinmi.
Explaining the tracks: Mistress (who
has long suspected her servant of hav
ing a lollower ami thinks she has
caught her at la-t) -"Mary, your mas
ter wishes to know the meaning of
those large footmarks; can you ex
plain?" Mary -Oh, yes, mum! my
sisti r's been here, and she's got the
gout so bad she has to wear big boots"
l.Olfll'll Jll't'l.
" Thou as. why have you not learned
your he sou?" asked a i Austin teacher
of a pupil who was noted f r Ins im
pudence. " HecailM) 1 did l t fi el like
it." The reply pleased the teacher im
mensely. It win rially n lnshing to
hear a new excuse, so ho sad:
Tommy, I'll gi e you a good mark for
vour truthfuliit ss. Now, Hilly," turn
ing to the next b y, " what is ih rea
son you did not n am your lesson?"
"Hrcaus 1 didn't led like it," r. plied
Hillv, thinking he, t . would git u
g.Mid mark for bi truthfulness; but,
instead, the teacher took out a srap,
and said: "Hilly, I'll have to punih
jour plagiarism. You stole that A i
swer from Tommy." Tiauh ii'tiiijs.
h;mau: l an nr.s.
Boinetiincs, by f a'.h ry, .she's 1.
Soinctimi Mie is 'J, too;
Bho's often a-lintf and, iny son,
Sonii lnniD the ;,'iks 1 you.
Honietiini s :-l.e i .K aeioiw ijuito;
i tSometiim s it'll , he's K
Biunetiiiies che'it 7 to our i .hi,
And doth our soul t tr.nisi'rt.
Sometime , by eiewiiUds, slio's
Sho often is t c
Sometime h" i
a 10 d. r ueito
la the dome-tic line.
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