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CONSTANCY.
he BAin :
A in! leaned ai he Rpoke on the pasture bars,
That ho vowod by the heavens blue
Uy the silvery moon and tho shining stars
To over prove leal and true.
" Men change, 'tis true," bo raid, " but oh I
Believe ii w, my own dear love,
AnVelion like mine, a time will show,
Hat a strength that no power can move.
tins said:
"No fear or doubts, Moved, have f,
For loop in this hi art of mine
Is a loeo that will never dim or die,
But will lust for aye like thine !"
lie gave her a ring and a fond caress,
While her learn like a torrent fell ;
As with falt'ring words and in sore distress,
IIo bado her a long farewell.
But the man In the moon, who bad often
viewed
Such tender scjiics, I ween,
Winked knowingly then, as the lovers stood
Beneath, in the silver sheen.
Two mi minor with. blossom and bud were
gone,
Two winters with frost and snow ;
And opt in, the man in the moon looked
down
On the whirling world bolow.
And what did he seo ? Why, the lover bad
won
A widow with wealth galore,
While tlio maiden had wedded, that very
morn,
The clerk of a dry goods store.
Quoth the man in the moon : "It's exactly
now
As It was when the world began ;
No weaker thing than a woman's vow,
. Excepting tho vpws of a man."
These things have given the man in tho
moon
Ruch cynical views of lifo
' That this is tho reason he lives alone,
And never has tukeu a wife.
BROTHER jVNI) SISTER.
"What iH your name?"
"Clip."
"Rather appropriate, I fancy," ob
served Jack Crnnford, eyeing tho dwarf
ish figure of the lad before him. "Who
do you belong to?"
"Nobody."
"Well where on earth did you come
from?"
"Clipper Gap."
Crnnford indulged in a hearty laugh.
"You want to know if you can Htay
here, eh? Yes, you may, but I warn you
.that you won't get either fat or rich very
Boon unless you have better luck than the
rest of us."
"Can Clipper come too?" inquired the
boy, with tin upward glance of his sharp
black eyes.
"Who in the namo of all the gods is
Clipper? Your dog, eh?"
" No, she hain't a dog, she's a gal, my
sister."
"Where is she now?"
"Down by tho gully washin' her feet
'eahso they hurt."
"How old is she?"
"Don't know; biggcr'n me, though."
"Concise and explicit," remarked Cran
ford, with an amused smile. " You ihad
better run afong and bring her up to camp.
t. is growiug dark and you may get
So'st."
"Clipper never gets lost, the can go
, nnywhere," ho asserted in a tone 'which
bespoke the utmost contidence in his
sister.
Orauford watched the boy as he
bounded -nimbly down tho hillside.
" Hi-eh-hi-ch-hi," ho sang nt the top of
his voice. A musical " llo-eh-ho-eh-ho"
resounded through the hills and the next
moment a slim girl darted forward,
caught Clip in her arms, kissed him and
then gave him a sharp slap on the cheek.
" Yo Tiateful littlo toad, I thought ye
' was lost," she said by way of explaining
the dual reception she had given him.
" Where ye bin'"
Clip rubbed his face nnd muttered
resentfully :
" Up there, found a camp, the man
wants ye to come too."
"Oh, Clip!" sho cried, not heeding
his answer, "I was scared I thought
they'd caught ye I wish yc wouldn't
run off like that." Tho exclamations
were littered in a breathless sort of way,
and sho placed her arms protectingly
urouud him. A very pretty picture she
made as she stood there. The golden
red rays of the setting sun glimmering
athwart the live oak boughs, threw
fantastic shndowsoverhergypsy-like face.
Her scant costume, consisting of a brown
petticoat and sack, and a gay colored
Mexican shawl draned Spanish fashion
wound her head and shoulders, gave her
' a quaintly picturesque air. Jack Cran
ford, who had strolled leisurely rfter the
boy,, appeared in view on a declivity a
couple of yards above them. Catching a
glimpse of him sho started back a few
steps,-then lifted her dark, half-terrified
eyes to his face.
"It's only the miner,' whispered Clip,
in "n assuring tone.
land in hand they advanced to within
a short distance from where he stood.
Just then a group of men appeared on
tho other side ol the camp clearing.
The girl's sharp eyes discovered them,
and in an instant she was at Cranford's
Bidgrasping his arm .
Aon't let them touch him !" she cried,
her dusky face growing almost white.
"Nobody shall harm cither of you,"
said Cranford, laying his hand on her
shoulder.
"Hello, Jack!" called out one of tho
party, " who are your visitors?"
" Clipper and Clip, of Clipper Gap,"
H responded. Then to the girl, "Y'ou
wedu't be afraid ; they nil belong to our
' 9
"You were afraid of me, th?"" queried j
the newcomer, Dick Emory, " what '
dreadful crime have you been perpetrat
ing!
"I didn't do nothing bad," sho replied
with a touch of childish dignity, "but
he," indicating her brother,, "stole. He
hain't got no one but mo to look after
him, nnd they were going to put him in
the refuge, so we run away."
"Poor littlo creatures," (mid Dick, his
pleasant-toned voice full of tender pity.
" So you thought wo were ogres sent to
capture you."
Mcautime the other miners had gath
ered around the children, for the girl
WB9 a child in years, although a hard ex
perience had left little of the child nature
in her.
"I'm not scared now," she announced,
glancing toward the group of rough men.
"If ye ll let us stay I'll work for yc.
Can cook au' wash, can't I, Clip?"
The youngster screwed up ono eye and
nodded Jiis head in an impish sort of
way, which caused tho miners to laugh
heartily, nnd they all expressed a desire
to keep them for awhile nt least. Later
on they learned that the children were
orphans. They never saw their father,
but had been told that he had died be
fore Clip was born. Some three years
before their mother, when on her death
bed, had charged the girl to take care of
her brother, who had proved the torment
of her life, but whom, nevertheless, she
loved passionately.
" I tried to make him good," she as
serted, with a pathetic sigh, " but he'd
steal every chance he'd get."
Her real name, she told Dick Emory,
was Carrita, nnd her brother's Ignatio,
but they were called Clip and Clipper,
because they were born in Clipper Gap.
Dick Emory was young nnd handsome,
even in his rough miner's dress. There
was something ontngious about the
mirth that spnrkledin his dark-blue eyes
nnd spread itself over his frank, boyish
face. His courtesy nnd good-naturo
rendered him a general favorite with his
companions; consequently thev were not
surprised when Clipper exhibited a
marked preference for his foeiety. She
seemed to anticipafe his slightest wish,
and whenever he rewarded her. with a
smile a crimson flush would steal into
her brown cheeks nnd her beautiful dark
eyes would glow with pleasure. The
girl was so young and childish in many
ways that no ono dreamed she was capable
of loving. And she, herself, was too
simplo and ignorant to comprehend
tho meaning ' of tho joy ' his pres
ence afforded her. She only knew
she was happy happier than ever
before and that was enough. Past sor
rows were forgotten ; she was satisfied
infinitely so with the present, nnd never
gave a thought to the future. Did Em
ory know, was he conscious of the love
he had inspired in the breast of this
child-woman? No; tho sentiment was
shrouded in such exquisite purity that
even he was not aware of its existence.
All womanhood was sacred to him, even
this embryo woman, who was touching
his life with her love, and he treated her
with a deferential tenderness, not for the
purpose of winning her regard, but be
cause no could not da otherwise. Kut,
nlas ! for the peace of poor, ignorant
littlo Clipper ! Every touch of his hand,
every soft inflection of his voice, drew
the meshes closer nrouhd her.
After tho children had been in the.
camp several months the rainy season set
in, and with it a low fever, which at
tacked even the most robust miner. It
was then Clipper proved herself a minis
tering nngel. She refused to sleep, or
even rest, when she fancied any of the
sick men required her care. Emory had
a slight attack, but recovered in a
few days. When all thought tho disease
had spent itself the faithful young
nurse was stricken down, but in her
case it assumed a far more serious form;
the remedies that had proved beneficial
to the others gave her no relief. Finally,
a physician was summoned from the near
est town, but his skill was of no avail.
One evening Emory was sitting near
the camp-bed upon which tho girl was
tossing restlessly.
"Poor little Clipper?" lie murmured,
tenderly stroking the dark hair back
from her burning forehead. " Y'ou must
try to get well, for I want to take you to
Frisco next week. I am going to tell
you a secret," he went on, hoping to in
terest her. A slight movement of her
head indicated her desire to hear it.
" Y'ou see, when 1 came up here, about
two years ago, I left one of the sweetest
little girls iu the universo in Ban Fn
cisco. She promised to be my wife as
soon n "
A low moan broke from tho fever
parched lips.
" What is it, dear? Are you in pain?"
he questioned in a gentle, almost woman
ly voice. " I have tired you with my
nonsensical talk. There," bending over
as a mother might over a sick child, "let
me bathe your head awhile. I will keep
very quiet and perhaps you can sleep."
" No, tell me all about it," she pleaded,
laying her hot hand in his. "1 like to
hear ye talkiu'."
"There isn't much to tell," he re
sumed, anxious to pleaso her, "except
that I love her better than any one in the
whole world and hope to make her my
wife next week."
"Better'n me?" she questioned, in a
strange, surprised voice. Her dark eyes
were looking out Yearningly from be
neath their heavy lids, and Emory grew
embarrassed under the searching gaze'.
"My my love for you is something
different like a father's for a child a
brother's for a sister's," he stammered.
"An' ye like her better'n me better'n
me?" she repented the words in a Ir
away voice. Then with a sudden move
she threw her arms around his neck,
drew his face down and kissed it, saying:
"I like vou better u Clip better a tuo
whole world.
Vaii tiro mntlnff Iif
talk too much,
Emory, you remember the doctor said
she must be kept quiet."
It wa9 Jack Cranford who spoke.
Tho
younger man arose.
"Yes," ho assented, huskily, "sho
cannot bear agitation. Perhaps you can
soothe her to sleep."
He turned away nnd the next moment
was striding up the mountain as if hop
ing to escape tho torture that tilled his
heart.
"Good God, is it possible that that
child has learned to care for me," ho
asked himself. "Aud have I done aught
to win her love. No, God knows I never
dreamed of such a thing. I looked upon
her as a child a guileless child to whom
the sentiment of love was unknown."
Dave Poole was the first man he met
when he returned to camp an hour later.
"How is Clipper?" he asked, glad
that it was too dark for the mnn to ob
sdrve his agitated air.
" On the home stretch, I reckon, poor
little gal! She's been asking for you,"
he repouded, blowing his nose vigorously,
hoping thereby to keep tho tears from
his eyes.
Emory stepped softly into the tent
where she lav. Death was dealing gently
with her aye, even more gently than
lifo had. A drawn look about the mouth
was the only visible trace of his presence.
Seeing her lips move, he drew near.
" Bury me out on the hill where we
went one day to git flowers. It is
nigher heaven up there," was what she
said.
The day that she was laid to rest ou
the hill that was nearest heaven the
miners gathered around tho grave and
sang "Tho Sweet By and By" for
her requiem. It was the only sacred
song they knew, and they sang it with
fervor as if each hoped to meet poor
little Clipper again " on that beautiful
shore."
Clip rather enjoyed tho excitement,
probably for the reason that he did not
comprehend his loss. The miners spoke
more gently to him. Tho best of every
thing in tho way of food was given him,
and taking it all together ho had a very
good time.
In the years which followed, Emory
tried, for Clipper's sake, to make an
honest man of her brother, but, as tho
poof child expressed it, "he'd steal every
chance ho got," and at last reports Clip
was serving, gratuitously, the State of
California. '
A "Trouble-Man's" Life.
The life of a telegraph company's line
man is a laborious and dangerous one,
and at times entails great hardship and
exposure. In Philadelphia the AYestern
Union company has live men whose
whole duty is to repair damages to tho
lino in or within a few miles of the city.
Ono of these is George Riley, who went
to sea for eleven years of his life and who
has been in the employ of the company
for the past fifteen years. In speaking
of accidents in telegraph work he said
" I here is some danger, of course, in
linework, but as a rule it can be avoided
if one is cool-headed and careful. The
trouble with most men is that when
they get acustomed to climbing they
become careless nnd reckless and some
times get bad falls. The only man oi
our line that has been killed in my time
was thrown to the ground by the break
ing of a cross-bar. lhere are very
narrow escapes, though. I have climb
a polo that I thought was suund and
found when near the top that it was soft
and rotten i Once I fell about twelve
feet, and only saved myself from falling
to the ground by grabbing some wires.
In Philadelphia the company has-nbout
fifty poles that are from seventy to 100
feet high. Formerly we used to climb
these liko the rest, but of Into years tho
monsters aro fitted with iron steps, ami
going up them is nearly as easy as going
upstairs. I he steps were adopted be
cause tho poles are valuable and tho
climbing made holes in them and caused
them to be exposed to the weather.
One of these poles, is eighty feet high.
Formerly we had either to climb this polo
or to get to it from the roof. Tho jump
from the mansard roof to the fourth
cross-bar was fully five feet and the cross
bar, seventy feet above the ground, was
only three and a half inches broad. Y ou
can imagine that this was a small foot
hold lor such a jump, and yet we never
missed it. The jump back to the roof
was somewhat more daugcrous, there be
ing a space of only sixteen inches to land
on and a wall to hump against. I took
the jump several times, but liked it less
and less at every jump.
"The best and boldest climber I know
is Dick Pcnn, of Baltimore. lie has
climbed old poles that broke under him,
but, liko a cat, ho always falls on his
feet. He doesn't use any monkey-wrench,
as others do, in getting out the two-nud
seven-eighths-inch bolts that fasten tho
cross-bars to the pole, but pulls them out
or kicks them out. A climber s outfit is
generally a pair of climbing-irons, a pair
of nippers to break wire with and a sec
tion of wire say ten pounds. I have
seen Penu climb a fortv-five-foot polo
with 100 pounds of wire thrown over his
shoulder. James urace, also a lineman,
was the only other man who could climb
with this weight.
"They call us at the oflico 'trouble
men,' for whenever there is anything
wiong on the line we are sent to nx it.
I'll ilu( Ijii iu Tiuttx.
Dinner Gratis.
Cocobal, the famous French sponger,
throws oil all restraint whili he sees any
chance of getting what he calls " a good
blow-out." The way he invites himself
to your table is as simple us it is irresisti
ble. 1 he other evening he called on
friend who was iust sitting down to
dinner. " What, Gustavo, you are not
huvmg dinner ulone, are your' he ex
claimed, on entering. "I am, as you
see." "An: but it is a bore to have to
dine aloup. I'll tell you what, I'll iticri
lice 9 you my evening for once!"
THE ONE-EYED PASSENGER.
HIS rELI.OW-TRAVri.rB3 THOUGHT
HIM CHICKEU-HBARTED.
Hut II Ir.-vrd 1ho Kovrro AVI.riv
the ItOad Agent I'nint ! Went
rm Stnget'unrh ICplftoilc.
The Detroit Frcr Pre tells how a
number of passengers traveling in a
Western stage-coach were mistaken in
one of their number, and how they found
out their mistake. The passengers were
discussing tho probabilities of being at
tacked by "road agents." By-and-bye
an army officer mentioned something
about road ngents, and directly the con
versation became interesting. I oaehes
had been stopped nt various points on
the line within a week, nnd it was pretty
generally believed that a bad gang had
descended on the route nnd were still
ripe for business. The man with one eve
had nothing to say. Once or twice he
raised his head nnd that single eye blazed
in the darkness like a lone stnr, but not
a word cscnpcfl his mouth. The captain
had said what he would, do in case the
coach was halted, and this brought out
the others. It was firmly decided to
fight. The passengers had money to
tight for and weajmns-to tight with.
The man with one eye said nothing.
At such a time and under such circum
stances there could be but one interpreta
tion of such conduct.
"A coward has no business travel
ing this route," said the enptain in
voice which every man could hear.
The stranger started up, and that eye
of his seemed to shower sparks of fire,
but, after a moment, he fell back again
without having, replied.
If ho wasn t chicken-hearted, why
didn't he show his colors? If he in
tended to fight where were his weapons ?
He had no Winchester, aud so far as any
one had seen as he entered the coach he
was without revolvers. Everybody felt
contempt for a man who calculated to
hold up his hands at the order, and per
mit himself to be quietly despoiled.
"Pop! pop I haltl"
Tho passengers were dozing as the sa
lute of tho road ngents reached their
ears. .The coach was halted in a way to
tumble everybody together, and legs and
bodies were still tangled up when a
voice at the door of tho coach called
out:
"No nonsense now! Y'ou gentlemen
climb right down here nnd up with your
hands! Tho first man who kicks on me
will get a bullet through his head !"
We had agreed to fight. The captain
had agreed to lead us. Wo were listen
ing for his yell of defiance and the click
of his revolver when he stepped down
and out as humbly as you please. The
sutler had been aching to chew up a
dozen road agents, and now he was tho
second man out. The surveyor had in
timated that he never passed over the
route without killing at least three high
waymen, but this occasion ;vas to be an
exception. In three minutes the five of
us were down and in line nnd hnnds up,
and the road agent had said :
"Straight matter of business! First
one who drops his hands won't ever
know what hurt him!"
WThere was the man with one eye?
The robber appeared to believe that we
were all out, and he was just approach
ing the head of tho line to begitf his
work when a dark form dropped out of
the coach, and a revolver began to crack.
The robber went down nt the first pop.
His partner was just coming around the
rear of the coach. He was a game man.
lie knew what had happened, but he
was coming to the rescue. Pop! pop!
pop ! went the revolvers, their flashes
lighting up the night until we could see
the driver in his seat.
R didn't take twenty seconds. One of
the robbers lay dead iu front of us the
other under tho coach, while the man
with ono eye had a lock cut from his
head and the graze of a bullet across his
cheek. Not one of us had moved a fin
ger. We were fivo fools in a row. There
was a painful lull after the last shot, and
it lasted a full minute before the strangei
turned to us and remarked iu a quiet,
cutting manner:
"Gentlemen, ye can drop yer hands!"
We dropped. We undertook to thank
him, aud we wanted to shake hands, and
somebody suggested a shake-purse for
his benefit, but he motioned us into the
coach, banged the door nfter us, nnd
climbed up to a seat beside the driver.
His contempt for such a crowd could not
be measured.
The Riches of Arizona.
Governor Tritie, of Arizona, has made
a report upon the progress and develop
ment of that Territory. The Territory
now claims a population of 73,000 and
$20,000,000 iu taxable property. The
dangerous and disturbing elements
which have been such forcible factors in
checking progress aro now well undel
control. The value of the gold and sil
ver products for tho year ended Decem
ber ai, 1RH2, is !,2uH,a7, against
(S,1!IH,7G0 in 1881. The yield of copper
in 182 was 1.5,001,000 pounds. The
combined value of the silver and copper
product for 188:$ will be between fifteen
and sixteen millions of dollars. This
will place Arizona second on the list of
bullion producers. Figures are given
showing that a herd of 1U0 head of cat
tle will in five years, by natural increase,
number i!02 head. The number of sheep
ia tho Territory is placed at JJOO.UOO,
producing 2,400,000 pounds of wool
yearly. Congress is asked to provide for
tlv; boring of artesian wells, for a geo
logical survey, for tho erection of a cajii
tol, for an increase of pay of territorial
legislators, and fur a fourth United
States judge.
Within ten years, writes a Western
man, thirty California millionaires have
died, and not cnu of them was dis
tinguished in life for' anything but W
wvaey.
SCIENTIFIC AND INDUSTRIAL.
According to a writer in a foreign
paper, animal oils arc-unsafe to use in
air compressors, as tliey take fire spon
taneously in compressed air, or, in other
Words, they create an explosive gas.
A specimen of vegetable wool is (f
exhibition nt Amsterdam. It comes
from Java. When It is freed from its
leathery covering and the seeds, through
a very simple process, it is worth between
sixteen and seventeen cents a pound.
Baron Mueller asserts that palm trees
reach their extreme southern limit in
New Zealand, where a noble species
extendi as far as forty-four degrees south
latitude. The most southern American
members of the same tribe Kentia
sapida ceases in La Plata, iu latitude
thirty-four degrees.
Germany has 500 mills for the manu
facture of "wood pulp, and such a degree
of perfection has been reached in its,
manufacture that even for the better
qdalities of paper it is a complete
substitute for rags. W ood pulp consti
tutes 8e.venty-five per cent, of the paper
stock used In that country.
The difficulty of dealing effectively
with leprosy in India is that it is heredi
tary, and it was not until late years that
a rational system of treatment was
adopted with'the lower order of natives.
Now the isolation which had been prac
ticed with this terrible disease since the
days of Moses and proper hospital care
may in a generation abate the evil.
Kecent investigations at Hochst-on-the
Main, where no fewer than 672 persons
are employed in the aniline color works,
co to prove that though aniline is ad
mittcdly poisonous, none of the men who
became ill died, and those engaged for
citrhtecn years in the magenta house, at
thoutrh reddened with dye even to the
inside of the mouth, suffered no serious
bad health.
" The best quality of charcoal," says
the Enmneer "is made from oak, maple,
beech nnd chestnut. "Wood will furnish,
when properly charged, about twenty per
cent, of coal. A bushel of coal from
pine weighs about twenty-nine pounds,
A bushel of coal from hard wood weighs
thirty pounds. About 100 parts ot oaK
make twenty-three of charcoal ; the same
quantity of red pine 22.10, and of white
pine twenty-three."
S. R. Canestrini has been experiment
ing upon the effects of decapitation upon
insects. Butterflies were able to use
their wings eighteen days ter they had
lost their heads. Crickets leaped on the
third day nfter they had been beheaded
and tho praying-mantis showed signs
of life on the fourteenth day after the
head had been separated from the body
Re gives still more singular observations,
tendinz to show that the head in insect
cannot be subicct to the same perpetual
strain as tho head in mammals in guiding
the motions of the body.
The Father's Search.
No sadder story was ever told in the
pnges of romance than that of the cruel
abduction of little Charley Boss and the
wanderings of the unhappy father, who
has been dragging his sorrows about from
place to place for nine weary years in a
vain search for his lost child. Every new
clew, wliile it brings with it hope, tears
open the wounds of the parent's heart,
and they bleed afresh. Every new dis
appointment recalls the anguish of the
first wretched hours of bereavement.
If the child could be found and re
stored to his parent nil the world would
rejoice. Every heart would breathe a
sileut prayer of thankfulness aud joy.
But even then there would be a touch of
sadness mingled with the bliss of re
union. Poor Charley when stolen from
his parents waB a little four-year-old
prattler, with bright eyes and golden
hair and merry laugh. Tho father will
never again take the lost child to his
heart as ho was in those days.
To wholly heal tho wounds he
has received it would be necessary to set
back the hand of time to enable him to
fondle with tho golden locks to hear
the childish voice lis) its joy to kiss
the fresh young lips as they used to be
kissed in the happy days before the terri
ble sorrow fell upon the family circle!
This can never be. Little Charley is
gone forever. The child, if found, will
be a lad of thirteen or fourteen years,
tried by adversity, probably without a
memory of his past history of those
who have suffered such anguish for his
loss. No; there can be no thorough
healing of the parent's sorrow in this sad
case. But every heart will send up a
sincere wish that he may discover his
sou and that his weary search may at last
be succeeded by such happiness as he
can yet enjoy. Sew York World.
A Chinese Passport.
If you intend to proceed to the interior
of that country by river, writes a corre
spondent from China, you must get a
"house boat" a sort of a monster gon
dola built in junk fashion you must en
gage a cook and interpreter, and you
must finally obtain a passport, without
which you may be turned back by any
little mandnrin'e representative who may
chance to challenge you. The house
boat and cook were found for me by the
energetic manager of the Hotel des Colo
nies at Shanghai; the passport owing to
tlie, care of the esteemed English consul
i-Hice just in time to allow mo to avail
biystjlf of a fair wind and a good strong
tiilo. The passport would have made a
first-rate sheet for a bed, both in point
of size and toughness of material. What
it said 1 shall never know. The man
who inscribed it will carry his dread
secret to the grave for all I can decipher.
Suffice it to say that it contained upward
of 400 largo Chinese characters, two
alone covering nearly six square inches,
and that by a Chinese gentleman of my
acquaintance it w a pronounced "Welly
cua ao, ' wuita v,8 utiiiactory,
SOME DAY.
Rome day I shall be dead,
Rome day this tired head.
With all the anxious thoughts it now doth
know,
Shall b3 laid low.
This body, pnin-rarked, ill.
Shall lie at length, and still,
Under the clover an 1 the wind-swept &ra&S
Nor hear you.pasg.
That were, indeed, strange sleep,
When even you might weep,
And come, and go even you .nnheard of me
As bird or bee.
Nay, sweetheart, nay! believe
Here is no-cause to grieve.
One so wayworn, of trouble so opprest,
Is glad of rest.
i
Fcrchance, when that release
Hath wrought its spell of jiea,
O'er this unquiet heart, long vcxt with woe,
Heart's-ease may grow.
Who loves me will not weep
When that I lie asleep,
But rather joy to think such sorrow may t
Have end some day.
Jmbella Grant Meredith.
HUMOR OF THE DAY.
Among the oldest of smokers Chim
neys.
When the giraffe wants a drink he
knows what a long-felt want is.
The shoemaker should know more than
the doctor about the heeling art. l'ica
yunr. When your husband has the malaria
nsk him to go out and shake the carpet.
ILirtford Journal.
Emerson said : "There is always room
for a man of force." He had probably
met Sullivan in a crowd. The Judge.
The following is extracted from a
smart boy's composition on "Babies:"
"The mother's heart gives 4th joy at tho
baby's 1st 2th."
The general introduction of oatmeal
mush as a breakfast dish causes a stir in
many a.household in the morning when
only the cook is astir.
Nothing is more common than ingrati
tude. Notwithstanding the comfort we
derive from a fire, it is the first thing to
which we turn the cold shoulder.
It doesn't hurt a man's back half so
much to bend over at bowling, when he
rolls twenty-pound baWs, as it does to
bend over to black his shoes. Pud:
She knew music, nnd painting, and style,
And possibly knew how to llirt:
But Saints of the Kitchen! she asked for
A gridiron to iron a shirt.
Mercliant-Traveler.
AVhy is it that if a man loses his night
key he never discovers the fact until ho
arrives home after every one has gone to
bed, and wants to open the door.
Puck.
A valuable exchange, publishes an
article headed " Surprising a Minister."
Some one, perhap.s.dioppcd a whole quar
ter into the contribution basket. Bit
march Tribune.
" Augustus," she said, "why is there
so much confusion in that store?" "I
know not, dearest," he .simpered, "un
less it is caused by that bustlo in the
window." Frte Prem.
Beneath the lealets yellow,
In thq garden lone and murky.
The most unhappy fellow
Is the turkey,
Who knows he won't bo livin?
One day after Thanksgiving.
Before a young man can court a Mexi
can girl he has to tell her parents on tho
door-steps of the house what his pros
pects iu life are. If he says he is a curve
pitcher for a champion baseball club, tho
old folks say "go in."
We have every reason to doubt the ex
istence of the Giant's Causeway and the
wonderful cliffs which aro said to lino
the northern and western coasts of Ire
land, as the island is well known to
abound in shamrocks. Judge.
" Will there be a hop to-night?" asked
a boarder of another who had loved tho
stock market " not wisely but too well."
"Don't know about the hop, but there
will be a skip if I can get my trunk
out," was the reply. JJodon Bulletin.
Tho Xorth American licvlew has an ar
ticle on " Early Man in America." Oh,
yes; but there's nothing scientific about
iiim. He's the man that comes in at 3
o'clock in the morning singing "In tho
morning by the blight light." llaicleye.
Milling.
John W. Maekey, the California bo
nanza king, said 'to a reporter for tho
St. Paul l'ioneer-Prctii : "Mining is tho
most precarious business in tho world."
"You can well afford to say it," the
reporter retorted, "with $:!0,000,000 to
your credit. But did you think so in
1800, when you were pushing nn ore car
in the Ophir mine :"
"I knew it then only in theory; for
my salary of if 1 a day was ulwajs sure,
and my wants were simple. You always
hear of the successful iniuers. The men
who disappear and are lost in Pauper
alley are not so often quoted."
A Trick on lie Trade.
William Petty was a most successful
gambler but by a queer trick. As he sat
at the table with a pile of coin before
him there lay at his hand a twenty-dollar
gold piece that was hollowed out aud
contained a mirror. By holding this at an
angle of forty-five degrees behind a stack
of coin in front of the denier he could
see every card held by his opponents.
He was recently arnv-ted at Portland,
Oregon, with three false pieces iu his
possession.
lu a contest in the Milwaukee po-iollico
one of tho clerks distributed 1,000 post4
cards la thirteen and gnodaf riautti,