B. F. BOHWEIER, TUB OONW1T UTION-THE UNION AND THE ENFORCEMENT OF THE LAWS. VOL. XLIX MIFFLINTOWN, JUNIATA COUNTY. PENNA.. WEDNESDAY. JANUARY 30, 1895. NO. 7. ;nrTF.n viii.-con!ine. I he night was as good a one as need have been, and tlio:igh better had oo cu.-iun illy been known, there uvl tne present occasion, no rail fur to:n plaint. Jerry, in particular, was lor tunate, and the little girs spirits trould have risen unuer tne inspiring inilucaoe. if it lial produced a like E .ctt u on her companion. But al ;hougli lleliendon assisted both in ;akiiig the 1 bh od the hooks, and in D-iiting them uam. and although he was always ready with hid congratu tatnry. "Another, Jerry? You ar In. ky to-niglit," s.he felt that tbo spirit a-as absent,' and that the passing srent had only a faint, inade ;uate hold on his attention. llis very smile wu 2 rave. But after a while, and that at amove unit of her own, ho looked round juickly. She had shivered as the air jrew colder, and a slight breeze had sprung up. -You are cold," said Bellenden, at onie l:iy;i;r down his hand-line, "let Die put'lhij over your hoUiders," and he drew a ongii, warm, weatherbe aten p.ii:d around flf. " lou't you go and iatcii colti lu-iiight, and- then bo ill l.ter I a:n irono. 1 tile one." "It wim't matter if 1 do." The word. w caod under her breath, out they reurhcu ins ear nevertheless, and he could cot but make some re 5 onso. "Ion tlvnk your changes of getting out on tho m-ior and the lojh will de art with me? Is that it? Is Cecil nc Kuod.-'' 'I shall not care to go with Cecil. "Yom ared to go bv yo.irself before i c:,n e '' sue was si ent. It seemed to hei that sue would uot ;are even to go by herself a-iy more. li. t Bel.e i.,eii'i- to .egrcw more and more so.t ana gentle, it uijved him intimtely. In his present subdued and pensive traui'j, to thinic how much of her atie t stis this open-hearted, in oovent-min-led ciii.d had givan him in unc .-hurl iortni-jht. it rati .ed hit anity. aril so-ueliiing better than h i vanity hi.- lieno.oieuee. Hewasgiad to rn.'n': he had iuae anyone the hap pi..-x-. oarticularlv anyone so sweet, am? tr.tvirai. and lovaiiie u: Lierald.ne. He p t lii- arm around her, and lirew hei io i; .- si ;e. . oa miist no; 'oret me, Jerry," h K-.i'i. So.'' She had stopped fishing U 1 s'en. '1 may come and see you again tomi iay. m y 1 not?" "i 'h. ye.-." ' Anavou are cnintrtobea g-ood ptrl in l learn a rreat deal, and have f rrt-at tii a to tell me when I do come' And you w.ll io on with our eolleo tion-" an 1 read up aiodt them, anf have them ail in nice o.dor?" Oh, y s. '' "I snail tell your cousins about jv '.f I co.ne across theiU." .-hali you come across them?" "Very "lUely 1 may. If I meet Lore jind lady Uaymoiii, I shall ask to se Kthel and Alicia, an 1 teil their, al alHHit tiieir little cons n in the north.' "1 o you thmk ti;ey would care abou me.'" "i sliali mako them care about you.' 'You won t say that I am very--erv -" "Very what:'" "So.iknow what. You know how you tound me th t I rst fishin-r clay Llut indeed, I am nut o ten as l ad a that, and I am n-;ver o!n;f to be as bad a'afn. I have promised grannj that I snail not. Au'il Charlotte, and Kthel, and Alicia would have though it drea lf.il. 1 don't want them to tbinl Be dreadful ' 1 pro nise that they sua'n't." ' ell. they won t ii you stand up fw xe. ' and Jerry smiled contidinglj round.- "Uecaiis-i I am p-owa up, Iauppose." "Oh. vc s and a man. and a.l that. They would think a great deal of what you say. and if yo.i say that I am ' Liei e she stomic I. "Goon. That you are " "So: 1 am sil.y." "Not silly a: all. I want tohcar. Gi in. there's a (rood child. You are quite - io with me, ' and his arm pressec h :. a little closer. "1 was only ffoin' to say that if you lull . .-av 1 was rut her nice that is. i oa could say it.' sai l oor Jerry hum oly. - they wu.ilJ tell Aunt Chariotte. and she would perhaps believe it. and that wou'd please granny.- Vou set Aunt Charlotte does uot like me very much now, and that vexes dear gran oy, who loves me so dreadfully, and 1 thought I tho gut it mirht jut-nc Dne else could do any gooa." she cod jluded. There was something sc truthful ana confiding in the limpid, shildish eyes, and so artless ii the jhildish ionfe.-.son, that bellender ;ould not smile at :t. "I will certainly do what I can,'' he aid, 'and and jou were quite right to tell mo all abo:it it. Jerry dear. Now, you soe, I know what I am about. And ii h. chance offers, why, of course, shall emb-ace it at once." And to hin self he added, "is there any hope that .-he will always remain 1 ke this Will she, a:i she expect to be always is true and honest r will she bj likr ill the rest, in a lew short years'?' and even the man of the world sighed. ! oi ho little knew, he little dreamed, that even then he had not seen to the depths of the heart ne called a child s. Just before the I oat to filed the more, he stooped over Jerry for a mo nent. farewell to Loch Marew. he said. 'FureweH to all the k n 1 hearts here farewell, Geraldine. G d-bye. dcat :hild-say 'Gcid bye ioi- 1 shall be nj mil away long before you are nws.ke in the morning. 1 a n to breakfast in nj own room, so joj must not get i i ns on tne fnoo.ing anys. to say Good-bye theu, wai a we ma.., ' am. on her cold rosy cheek she suddeni3 felt his. warm breath and then tht pres-ure of his lips in a kiss. Her heart seemed to stand still the pulses in her throat to choke her. Cecil, raisinu at he other end of the boat, seemed like a shadow in a dream his voice calling to her, an echo from Borne far away distant spot, Mechanical she roi.eto obej the summons, to ichel the different haras held out to guide her, sprang ashore, and stnmb.ed aiong over the drrk, wet weeds, blind and deaf to a.l ctor sights and so .nJH. The other two were behind, having stayed to help up the boat: but she waited lor no one. And she never spoke to l e lenden acrain. nor turned her back to look for him, but hurried forward a!on .j through tho dim mi, et of the woodland path, and in through the great porch, and up the broad stairs, straight to hor own chamber, to be seen of no one any more at aL' that night. Annrn nimln Thnrfl VUH to be no SU I per, only what the gentlemen cbo. e t sen 1 .or. while a tray was di patci ed to her elf: and so the farewell on the water was really what it had been given out to bo, the part ng between the two for many and many a day. It had not been exactly so intended bv lie lenden. The kiss had been given on the im pulse of the moment, and there had In en no ititnntlou of producing eueii au effect as be . ould ue.ceive had beet wrought thereby. 'is she angry, I wonder?" ho had thought, ha'f ama.ed. and half cha grint.d, but after all su h a thing w..t hardiy l.keiy. It ha i really lecn nothing to make anone angry; it bad been nothing to tnink twi. e about. A de-r lutle girl. A sudden parting. A tender good-bye. Everything prov ocative aud excusable. Jerry co.ild not have thought any barm. After all, what is a k ss at l.? Within twenty-four hours that kiss was in the giver s memory as though it ha l never beea. I)urln his rapid ourney south, and while he had perforce munv lonir hours for meditation as the swiftest express trains bore him on lr n one far dis tant stepping pia:e to another, Uellen den indeed - having no om: anion to talk to, and nothing to divert hit at tention bestow a considerable shart. o' his ruminations ui on his late so.uuni n the old Highland castle. It was a rel.et to turn to it as a niemorv when ainiost s; ent with conjectures and cog itations in the only other direction which at such a time could command his attention, and tho repose of his monotonous lilo. ana the i harm of its inter ourso, at once simple and retinad, soothed aud hushed his sp rit waeD dis, osed to be chafed and impatient by un ertainty and anxiety as to wnai now awaited him. But om-e arrived within tho land marks of his home, once assured tnat he was. as he had divined he would be, too U.te, the necessity for action, the ce-sation ot mere passive endurance, the release trum suspense, even the presence and voices of others, put an end at once and altogether to tho vis ions of the past. The future must now be everything. The new experience began at once: new, and yet loreseen and anticipated. There was t ie hush, th-; solemnity, the niournfulness, the whispers, tht death-like pause of expectancy. Tht old butler bowing his white heal, the uuderdngs subsiding witb profoundest resiect into the back ground, the shadows o: the women ilit ting past in the dim distance all want ing to look upon him. unseen them selves: all desirous of seeing him yet none daring to intrude, .-ndthenhe had to meet his mother, hi brothers his uncles to interview the stewa:c an 1 the eoah uan to give his sanction to pro ec:ed arrangement-; to heai whit hud already oeen done: to writt letters. It was now twelve hours since tht spirit h id departed, and twelve houn at such times seem long. I ady Bellenden had so far rei overec from the first shock and i pression that she had seen her children an. consulted with her maid. The voung men had had a furtive stroll rcuuil the premisos, and peepec by stealth into the paddocks and ken eels. The etablemen and boys hac known to keep out of the way and af fect not to see, as the poor young fel lows wandered aimlessly about, feeling they knew not exactly what, wonder ing what they should do next and how much would be considered law.ifi uudci the circumstances. One an 1 all bad wearied lor the arrival of the eldei brother. To learn from him wha; would loilow this sudden over urn o all the past, what the new regime was bko.y to rove, and how it wou.d af lect each one of them, was now theii very natural desire. Fre lerick hac altvavs been a good fellow, and tbel hoped the l-est hoped ho wodld noi . hange with his altered circumstances aim api ear. as others have been ki:owi to do, a diiterent man under di.lereni auspices. But who Wiis to say? Thus Frederick's a-rival had beei the thing most earnestly desired anc ant'eipated both above and below stairs. It was late ere it took place;, but nt one wished to retire to rest UrsU : or hin. soil, he was too much con fuse 1 and ex it d io feel fatigue. H had been traveling since a o'clock that morning, and he had uot s'ept till Ions after midnight the night be "ore; bul he had iiot close J an eye all day. Evet ; rcsently. e.en ate- all rails anc claims on his attention had ceased or the part of the household, and one b on; the uome.-t'cs departed tor tht night and the doors had been lo ked and i-iienc-: within an i without ha etth d down stii'. more deeply than be ft o upon the house of mo.iri.ing. ever then the traveler seen ed i nwilling tt be airain alonn. The brothers sat up with him. Thei talked together in lUit, s-uld- ed to ot the o'd days, the o:d boyish e.pioiis the qua. nt experiences, oyous oi trio on.-, o. the past C hiuli -h nick nan.es were recalled, childish esu were slip cd o t: little trilling tales rose once again to the lip, that tint foi 3u-h an hour had eon burled utterly The old homo sue-no dearer to out an i all than it i-iid i een supposed lo bo Each had gone bad'v to his own littlt mom. Fach went to It tbat nigl t happier than on the prcious one. Their lathe was indeed gone all was over, they were very sorry: but Frederick was all right, and their hf arts were comforted. And Frederick himsel1? He a'EO was now quited down. He ktew the ground whereoa he stood, and might be said to be already almo t at home upon it. From sheerexhaustion of mind and body, long and hea-y sl'imber at length visi'ed bis wearied frame, and the sun was high in the he vena ere he was aroused from his pillow on the following morning. But w.th consciousness awoke ercr7 new thought and reflection on the in stant. A busy day many busy days lay bc'ore hi.-n. He must bo np and doing; no more lassitude, do more un certainty: a whole crowd of things to be looked after, and instructions to be given, and people to be eeen awaited his appearance. All was solemn ac tivity, and decorous supervision. Inchmarew Castle, was like the palest syectre on its own misty heath, if ever the taintest recol cctiou ot it flitted across his metre-ry. And even t.i-tiecollection was pres ently r-traced. New claims now responsibilitios.new ho-.es and fears, a new arena in life altogether had to be entered upon. and with surpris ng rapidity Sir Frederick Bellenden accommodated himself to he change. By-an 1-by ho gave uph'scommissior in the army, and settled down at hit country seat. Next came standing for hi division of the county in I'arlia ment, with the excitement of a con tested election. Then the loss of the election, and the consolations of sport, hunting in the winter especially. There was yatch'ng at Cowes more over, grouse and partridge and pheas ant shooting as autumn came on again, and even a run to Scotland aud ttiJ lever a thought of Geraldino. He had not come across the Raymonds in the interim, and somehow he hau omitted to look up young Raymond when in town, as he had meant to do. And be had ne er sent the little heiress her present -for be bad forgotten a'oout it till too lato. And. altogether, tbe thought of Inchin rew was not uite so p easant as it had been at tirst. aster his conscience told hi;n he had not behaved so handsomely as he might have done: and again he re solved to make up for it, should on a sio" . Her and again no occasion did o:Ter and so things went on for three full yea-s, and then but what hap pened then calls for a new stairo, aaJ fiesh rising of tho curtain. C 11 AFTER IX. THE BUTTERFLY TAKES UER ITItST flic nr. In Lonrtnn I rev-1 kn. w utmt I'd I 1 nr.ipt lired vutb tt i au4 euc nut. dm h that; 1'in wild mxh tbo iwe-a of vnrlutjra vlnu, 4bd life e-uii a tlaA.-iux to.Lap,: f r xuan.' All was bustle and ovfu' alacrity in a smart little bouse in Mavlair. it was a bright, fresh spring morn ing, and thoutih it was yet very early in May, the mildness of tho dj.-o.i had bron gut on leaf and blosso u to such an extent that the parks, one and all. showed a bin :e of rhododendron and a a e i, gU rios. and tho pink almond ' "n out and faded, was shedding itself in s. mwers on every side. LonJon was fill .;u.l busy, and a brilliant season was prognosticated. Ans. Campbell had been lucky in finding a little bouse to suit her, and she baa now been in town for more than a fortnight, during which every day had been fully occupied in prepa rations for the important time now at hand. For Geraldino was H, and was o make her appearance in tho world. As a preliminary, she was of course to make her courtsey, and kiss tho hand of our most gracious Mieep. and it is on : he even, f 1 morning of her so do:ng that we catch our next glimpse if the wild little witch of inchmarew. Any greater contrast than this to our first peep at her un ter the weat h er stained 3-cllow oil.-kin and sailor cap cannot well be imagined - and the outer difference does but shadow forth the still greater one within. Three years had done its work, and done it well for Geraldino. She was taller, gentler, milder than af old she was lovelier by far she was no whit less truth:ul, honest, ana frank. '1 he governess had been a great suc cess: if a governess had been searched for tbe whole world through to suit the p.a e, the pupil, and her surround ing's, a better ould not have ' eon fo nd than tie Ciiiiet, earnest, sympa tlie.'i and la ge i earted woman who preVeT y ound for herself so warm a corner of the little girl's heart. ery quickly she bad fathomed the depths and s "allows of the 6oil to 1 e worked, and liad gauged its val e. There had been no rudo measures no hastv re forms si has wo id have re. o. ted Jer ry's very soul, but. instead, there bad 1 een much kindly appreciation, a fair tneel of praise where praise was du ), and above all. and it was this w hi h had finally won I he pupil's entire a .ec t'.ons a candid ignorance on many toi ics as to which Jerri- herself wo well i ualltiod to instruct." To be asked to leach when she had only expected to learn! All the generosity and nobility of the child s nat re had been aroused Dy the suoplieation. and no cause had Vliss Cor una ever had to repent it. Once begun under such anspiees. tho p.irsuit of knowledge had thriven ".pace. eraldin3 had actually exulted dur ing the bri jf. dull, winter days, when the e had been little to tempt iier from her tasks, in tbe thought that the hours which she had been wont to while away in n; roductivo triviali ties or doiefulconiplaints had ' een now hardly long enough for all:-he had bad to do. What with one thin,' and an other the weeks had -eetned to fly, for her eager spirit had set no hounds to lis desires, until e-n her delighted nnd almost equally enthusiastic pre ceptress hail demurred. She had hardly known bow to be moderate in he race. (TO BE t'OX i'INUEIl. Food for Thought. Love is hie. Love is tbe root of creation. Patience is the art of hoping. A rogne is a ronndabont fool. No man becomes a saint in his sleep. He is the greatest coward who fears himself. Looking for trouble is one way to make it. Where is the man who loves his enemies. Praise when you can censure when you must Every day jou should learn some thing new. Gossip is generally a desire to get even. He shall have judgment without mercy that hath showed no mercy. It takes the plow and the harrow to tell good soil that it is good. Slander deserves almost as severe punisbr- "nt as murder. People who won't believe anything but what they can prove are to be pitied. A man who does wisely should not indulge in foolish talk. Sin is not only God's enemy, but every soul's enemy. A full jail m better than an empty one. Unreasonable egotism is disguntin?. Distrust of others is tho result of distrust ot self. Tbe sublime in anything is a reflec tion of God. . , Crafty man condemn s In dies, simp! man' admire tbera and wis men w EEV. PR TALMAGE. TUB BBOOKLYlt DiTDIVa s US DAY SERMOX. Subject: "Ceylon, the Isle of Palms. Trrrs "The ships of Tarshlsh first. Is ah Is., 9. Tho Tarshlsh of my text ty manv common ratorsls supposed to be the Island of Cey lon, upon which the seventh sermon of the ronnd the world scries Innds os. Ceylon wns called by the Romans Titpohntne. John Milton called it "Ooldcn Onei-soapse." Mod. eras have culled Ovlon "the isle of pulm." the Isle of flowers." "the penrl riroponth brow of India." "the Isle of jewels," "the island of eplce," "the show place of the uni verse," "the land of hyncinth and rahy." In m7 eyes, for scenery, tt nppenreit to he a miztire ef Yosemite and Yellowstone Fart. All Christian people went to know more of Ceylon, for they have a lonsr while been con tributing for its evnnffHllZAtion. As our ship from Australia approached this Island then hovered over It clouds thick and black as the apentttlons which biiT-e hovered here for centuries, lint the mornln? snn was breaking through like the compel light which Is to snif ter tbe last cloud of moral doom. The sea lay alonr the const calm as the eternal pur poses of God toward all Islands and con tinents. We swing into the harbor oi Colom bo, which Is made by a hrenkwatcrbuilt at vast expense. A we flaate I into it the water Is black with boats of all sizes ant manned b people of all colors, butcliUf.j Tamils and Ciniralese. There are two thlnus I want mor to se on fhlc i.-!an l : A heathen te.ul with Its devotees in tdo!ntriu w r ip and an nu ll enee ot Otni;ale a lurested hjr a Christian missionary. The entomologist may have his capture of brilliant Inseeis, an t the sports man his le.it adorned with nntlurof rod deer and toOvh of wild b-vir. and th- painter bis portfolio of irorge SOflO feet down and of days dying on evening pillows of purple clou 1 etched Tjith Are. and the botanist his camp full o jrcidds and crowfoots and Kentlaua and val:"f jj and lotus. I want most to And ont the moral and religious tr'nmphs, how many wounds have been healed, bow many sorrows comforted, how many entombed nntiODS resurrected. Sir William Baker, the famous eiojorer and Kco-rapher, did well for Cey'oa i.ftor his elg it yeirs' r'-sl.lence In this island, and Profeiwor Ernst Heckei, the professor from Junn,illd well w.ien he swept these waters and rummaged these hil s n l took home for future inspection the insects of this tropical air. And forever honored ha such work, but let all that is sweet In rl'.ythm and rapine on canvas an I imposing in mon ument and immortal in memory bo brought to tell the deeds of t!;ose who wore heroes uvl heroines for C rUt's sike. Miiny scholars havo siippos -d that this isl and of Ceylon w.is the origin d uarJen of Eden where tuusnn-te first appeared on rep tilian mission. There are re; s ins for beiiet that this was the site where the 11. st home stead was opened and dest roy ed. It is so near the equator that there aro not more than twelve degrees of Fahrenheit differ ence all the year round. Ferp"iu:il foliage, perpetual fruit aud all styles of anim-il lil prosper. Wnat luxuriance and aimndincn and supornhnndiinee of life I What styles of plu'nngedo not the bin's "port I Wiintsryies of s?.tie do not the tlsnes reveal! Wh;it lyles of song do not the groves have in their Jbretto 1 Here on the roadside an 1 clear out on the oeach of the sea stands the cocoauut tree saying: "Take my loaves for a m.le. Take the juice of my fruit for delectable drink. Take my saccharine for sugar. Take my Boer for the cordage of yourshlps. Take mj oil to ki'iille your lamps. T ike my wood to fashion your cups and pitchers. Take -my leaves to thatch your roofs. Take my smooth surface on which to print your nooks. Take my 30.000.000 trees covering 500,000 lcrrs aud with tho exportation enrich the world. I will wave in your fans ami spread abroad in your umbrellas. I will vibrate In four musical Instruments., I will bo the icrubblng brushes oa youjrnoors.' Here also stands the pt'ra troe saying ;'I am at your disposil. With these arms I fed your ancestors 150 years ago, and with these same arms will feed your descend ants 150 years from now. I uefy the ecu 'urlcs!" H.-re also stands the nutmeg tree saying 'I am ready to spice your beyernges nnd en rich your puddings au l with my sweet dust make insipid things palatahle." Hre also stands the coffee plant saying "With the liquid boiled irom my berry I stimulate the nations morning by morning. " H -re also Mnnds the tea plant saying: 'W.th the liquid boiled from my leaf I soo; be t ho worm's nerves nn l stimulate the jrorld s conversation evening by evening." Here stands the cinoiiona siying : I a:n thiifoeof malaria. In all climates my bit terness is the slaughter of fevers." What miracles of productiveness on these A'an Is t Enough sugar to sweeten all the world's beverages, enough bnnanns to pile til the world's fruit baskets, enough rice to mix all the world's puddings, enough cocoa nut to powder all the world's cakes, enough flowers to garlan I all tbe world's beauty. Hut in the evening, riding through a cin anmon grove, I llrst tasted the leaves and bark ot tliat condiment so valuable and delicate that transported ou ships the aroma oi the cinnamon is dispelled if placed near a rival bark. Of suoh great value Is the cln namo i sluuh that venrs ago those who in jured It In Ceylon were put to death. Cut that which once w is a jungle ot cinnamon is now a pnrk ot gentlemen's residences. The long, white dwelling hous"S are bounded with this shrub, nnd al other styles ot growth congregated there make a botanical garden. Dovs callod cinnamon doves hop among the branches, and crows, more poetically styled ravens, which never could sing, bat think they can, fly across tbe road giving full test of their vocables. Birds which learned their chanting under the very eaves of heaven overpower all with their grand inarch of the tropics. The hibiscus dapples tbe scene witb lis scarlet clusters. All shades of brown end emerald and saffron and brill iance ; melons, limes, magnosteens, custard apples, guavns, pineapples, jasmine so laden with aroma they have to hold fast to the wall, and begonias, glorlosas on fire and orchids so delicate other lands must keep them under conservatory, but hore defiant of all weather, nnd flowers more or less akin to z il'.as and honeysuckles and floxes and fuchsias and chrysanthemums and rhodo dendrons aud foxgloves ami pansies wbiob dye the plains and mountains of Ceylon witb leaven. The evening hour burns Incense of all styles of aro n.-itica. The oonvolvalas, blue as if the nf ha t fallen, and butterflies spangling the air, nnd arms ot trees sleeved with blossoms, and rocks upholstered of nio-s, commingling souuds and sights and odors until eye and ear and nostrils vie with each other as to which sense shall open the door to the most enchantment. A struggle between music and perfume and Iridescence. Oleanders reeling in Intoxication of color, (treat banyan trees that have been ebanging their min .s lor centuries, each century car rying out a new plan of growth, attractel our attention and saw us pass la the year ol 1H94 as they saw pass the generations of 171)4 and 1GU4. Co.oinho Is so thoroughly empowered In foliage that if you go into one of tts towers and look down upon the citj of 180,000 people yon cannot sea a house. Olt, lha trees of Ceylon ! May you liveto be ho.d tbe morning cl. tubing down through their branches or the evening tipping tbeii leaves with amber an 1 gold I I lorglve thf Buddhist for the worship of trees until they know of the Go 1 who made the tree?. 1 wonder not that there nre some trees In Cey lon called Facre.l. To me all trees are Sacred. I wonder cot that before one ol tbem tbey burn camphor flowers and banc lamps around its braucV-8 and 100,000 peo pie each year make pilgrimage to that tree. Worship somi'tllng man mus', nnd, until he he r o the only Being won ny ol worship what to elevating as a tree! Wnat glory en throned amid da lolLage 1 Wh it a maj- stw doxology spreads out in Its branches ! What a voice when the tempes's pass through it I How it looks down upon the cradle and th grave of centuries ! As the fru't of ons tret onlawtully eaten struck the race with woe nnd the npliftlng o" another tree brings peace to the soul, let the woodman spare the tree ant all natlous honor It, if, through higher teaching, we rlo not, like the Ceylon ese, worship it ! How consolatory that when we no more walk nn ler the tree branches on enrthwemoy see the "tree of life which ben's twelve manner of fruit aa I yields bei fruit evry mont', and the leaves of th ires are for the .healinjr of tbe nations I" . Two processions I saw in Ceylon wlthts ons hour, the first led by a Hindoo priest, a huge pot of flowers oa his head, his face dis figured with holy lacerations an ibis un wns'ie t followers beating as many discords from what are supposed to he mnslonl In struments as at one tlm can be induced to enter the human ear. The procession halted st the door of the huts. Tbe occupants came out and made obeisance nnd presented mall contributions. In return therefor th priest sprinkled ashes upon the children wao came forward, this evidently a form ol benediction. Then the procession, led on by the priest, started again. Mc-je noise, more ashes, more genuflection. Howevei keen one's sense of the ludicrous, he could flml nothing to excite even a smile in the movements of such a procession. Meaning 'es, oppressive, squalid, filthy, sad. Returning to our oarrtage, we rode on for s few moments, and we came on another procession, a kindly lady leading groups ol native children, all clean, bright, happy, laughing. They were a Chr stlan school ont for ezersisa. Thsrs sasroed mm paoo4 Intel U gence, refinement and happiness tn that reg iment of young Cingalese as you would find Ic'ho ranks of any younir ladles seminary being shnperoned nn their afternoon walk through Central Park. New York, or Hy.lt Park, London. The IP'ndoo procession il lustrated on nsraall scale something of what Hlndooism can do for the world. The Chris tian procession illustrates on a small scale lomethlng of what Christianity can do foi the world. But those two processions were jniy fragments of two great processions ever marching ncross our world, tbe processloo DlaSTOd 5f superstition and tbe procession blessed ot gospel ligbt. I saw them in ons f ternoon in Ceylon. They are to be seen la ill nations. Nothing is of morn thrilling interest than the Cflrmtlaa, achievements ii. this Island. Tne episcopal church was here the national ;hurch, but disestablishment has taken place, ind since Mr. Oladstoae's accomplishment f that fact In lBSO all denominations are on ?qual platform, and all nre doing might work. America Is second to no other nation in what has been done for Ceylon. Hinot 1X11! she has had her religious agents In tlw Jaffna peninsula ot Ceylon. The Spauld In, -s, the Howlands, tbe Dra. Poor, the Saunders, nn 1 others just as good and strong uave been fighting back monsters of super stition and cruelty greater than nnythst ever swung the tusk orronrediathajuugles. The American missionaries in Ceylon .inve given special attention to meJIeal in struction and nre doing wonders in driving hack the horrors of heathen surgery. Caeg f suffering were formerly given ov -r to the levil worstiipers an 1 such tortures inflicted s may not be d-scrilMd. Tne patient was trampled bythe teet of the medu-al atten dants. It is only of God's mrcythat there is a living mother in Ceylon. Oh, how much Ceylon needs doctors, nn 1 the medi cal class -s of native students un ler the care of those who loilow tne examble of the late Samuel Fish Green nre providing them, so that all the alleviations and kindly minis tries and scientlflcacumenthat can he found ,n American nnd English hospitals will soon Jess all Ceylon. In that islnnd nre thirty-two Am"ri?ar. school, 210 Churoh of England schools, 234 Wesleyan schools, 231 Ko.nan Catholic schools. Ah, the schools decl lemost every thing! How sugggrstive the Incident that enmetomein Ceylon. In n school under the care of the Episcopal church two t'oys were converted to Christ nnd were to be snptized. An intelligent Buddlst boy snld n the school, 'Let all tne biys on Bu Idtta's si ie come to this part of the room nnl all the boys on Ciir.at'd side go to the other virt ot th room." All the boys sjxeept two went on Buddha's ltde, and when the two boys who were to he baptized were scoffed at and der.ded one of them yielded an 1 retired to Bu Idha's sld . But a'terward that boy was sirrv that he hai yielded to tbe persecution, an 1 when ;he dr-.v ot baptism ca ne stoo l up :usi ie t'l i;.y wio remained firm. Some-one said to me boy who hud vacillate 1 in bis choice bc :we n Buldha and Cnrist, "You are a :owarl an 1 not lit for eilb T side," but he repiled, "1 w is overcome of tempi.-tt ou, t-ut I repent and believe." Then hot i boys wLre anptiae t, and from that tim the Angelican nission moved on more and mora vigorously. wlil not say wiiicii of all the deaomina ious of Christians Is doing the rao-t for tiie (Tunnelization of that islan I, bnt know this Ceylon will be tnken lor Christ 1 Sing BUhop Ueber's hymn : What though the spicy breezes Blow sort over Ceylon's isle I Among the first pl-iccs I vMtcJ was a 3u Idhlst cullege. about 100 men studying to leeotne priests gatuere 1 around the teac iers. Itepp ng into the building where the higa iriest was instructing the class, we W"re ipolegetio nnd told him we were Americans ,nd would like to see his mole of teaching f be had no objections, wuerenpon he he fan, doubled up as he was on a lounge, with lis right hand playing with his foot. In his eft hand he hei 1 a package of bamboo eaves, on wlilob were written the words of he l.sson, eac'a student holding a similar ackage of bamboo leaves. The high priest irst read, ani then one of his students read, t group of as finely formed young men ns I tver saw surrounded tbe Instructor. The est word of each sentence was lnton -d. There was In the whole soi'nean earn -stu-ss which impressed ma Not a'de to nn l"r itand a word of what was said, there is a look of language and Inionatiou that Is the tamo among nil races.- That the Bu 1 llus:s inve full luitti In their religion no one can lou'. That Is, in their opinion, the way to leaven. What Mo'iamme I is to th Slo aammednn, au ! wh it Chr.st is to tin Chri--:ian Bu idha is to : he Bu l l'iist. We w.iit ;d tor a pause in th reflation, sal then xpres-in r our thanks r -tir '. Xmir.ijr is a Bu idhlst temp ". on the n'tar f wnlch beiore tho Imu.'e oi Bu idiia are o -ferings of flowers. As nlgnt was co-n'n on wecaineuptoa Hindoo temple, Firt we were prohlolted going farther thai the ou' ji ie steps, I ut w nr.i lu illy advanced until we could see all tnat was going on ini e. Ihe worshipers were making o:i-ane-. Tun tamtams were wildly beaten, and shrill pip 9 were hiown, and several ot ii r Instruments were In full bang and bla-e, and there wat an ind- s-rli'Bble hubbub and tbe most labor, ious style of worship I bad ever seen oi heard. The dim lights, and the jargon, and tbe glooms, and the flitting figures mingled for eye and ear a horror whion it is difficult to shake off. All this was ony su -rg stiveol what would there transpire after th toilers of the day bad censed work and had time to tppenr nt tbe temple. That sn-h tldns ihould be supposed to please the Lord oi bave nny power to console or heln the wor ibipers is only another mystery lnthis world 3t mysteries. But we came away saddened with the spectnole, a sadness watch did not leave us until we arrived at a place where a Christian missionary was preaching in the itreet to a group ot natives. I had tnat morning expressed a wish to witness such asoene, and here it w is. Hi an I Ing on nn elevation, the good man was ad dressing the crowd. All was nttcntiou nnd silence and reverence. A religion of redid tind joy was being commanded, un 1 th dus'y faces were illumined with the sentiments oi pacification and rc-cnforcement. It was the rose of Sharon alter walking among nettles. It was the morning Ugnt after a thick dark less. It was the gospel after H n l-oi.u. But passing up and down tne streets ol Ceylon you find all styles of people within five mirutes Afghans, Kaffirs, FortU-'iies, Moormen, Dutch, iuglis;-, Scotch, Iri-h, American all clnss-s, all dialects, nil man. ners and customs, all styles of salaam. Tht most Interesting thtng on. earth Is the hu man race, and specimens of ail brunches of it con'ront you in Ceylon. The Is and ofibe present is a quiet an 1 tuconsp cuons affair compared with what It one was. The dead eitt s of Ceylon were larger and more im posing than are the living cities. On this island are dead ew York nnd dnd Pek Inus nn 1 dead EJinhnrghs an t dead Lon don". Ever nnd nnon nt the stroke of tho arerraoglisi's hammer the tomb of some great municipality flies open, and ther are other burled cities that will yet respond to the exp'orer's pickax. The Pompeii and Hereulanenm undr neath Italy nre small compared with the Pompelis nnd Herculaneums underneath Ceylon. Yonder is an exhumed city which was founded 500 years befora Christ, stand ing in pomp and splendor for 1200 years. Stairways up which flfiy men might pass side by side. Carved pillars, some of them falh n, some of them aslant, some of them erect. Pbldiases and Christopher Wrens never heard ot her, performed the marvels of. sculpture and architecture. Aisles through which royal processions marched. Arches under which kings were carried. City with reservoir twenty miles in circumfer ence. Extemporised lakes that did tbeir cooling and "refresmlng for twelve centuries. Ruins more suggestive than Melrose and K-nllworth. Ceylonlan Karnnks and Luxor. Buins retaining muoh of grandeur, though wars bombarded them, and Time put bis ahlsel on every block, and, more than all, vegetation put its anchors and pries and wrenches in all tho crevices. Dagobns, or places where relics of snlnts of dleties nre kept daKOhas 400 feet high nnd their fallen material burying precious things, for the light ot which modern curiosity has digged and blasted in vain. Procession of ele phants in imitation, wrought into lustrous marble. ZTroops of horses in full run. Shrines, ehapels, cathedrals wrecked on the mountain side. Stairs ot moonstone. Ex quisite scrolls rolling up more mysteries than will ever bo unrolled. Over sixteen square miles the ruins ot one city strewn. Tnronerooms on which at different times sat 165 kings, resigning in authority they in herited. Walls that witnessed coronations, assassinations, subjugations, triumphs. Al tars at which millions bowed ages before the orchestras celestial woke tho sheperda with midnight overture. When Lieutenant Bklnner in 1832 dlscov red the siteof some of these cities, he foun 1 congregated in them undisturbed assem blages of leopards, porcupines, fl imlnvoes nnd pelicans; reptiles sunning themselves on the altars, prima donnas rendering ornithological chant from deserted music halls. One king restored much ot tbe grand eur, rebuilt 1500 residences, but min soon resumed tts scepter. But ail is down the spires down, the pillars down, the tablets down, the glory of splendid arches down. What killed those cities? Who slew the Sew York and London of the year SW B. C? Was It ntihealthed with a host of plavu-ft? Was It foreign armies layingsige? Was it whole generations weakened by their own vices? Mystery sits amid tbe monoliths ami brick dust, finger on lip in eternal silence, while tbe centuries guess and guess in vain. We imply know that genius planned those cities, and immense populations Inhabited them. An eminent writer estimates that a pile of bricks in one ruin of Ceylon would be enough to build a wall ten feet high from Edinburgh to ioaJoa. ttisiew hundred pillars with carved capitals are standing lentlnel for ten ml es. You can judge somewhat of the size of th cities by the reservoirs tnat were required to slack their thirst, judging the size of the city Irom the size of tbe cup out of which It drank. Cities crowded with inhabitants not like American or English oities, but packed together ns only barbaric tribes can pack them. But their knell was sounded, I heir light went out. Giant trees are the only roynl family now occupying those palnees. The growl of wild beasts where once tbe guffaw of wassail ascended. Anuraj anpura and Pollonarna will never be re builded. Let all the living cities of tbe earth take warning. Cities are human, hav ings time to be bora and a time to die. Ho more certainly have they a cradle than a grave. A last judgment Is appointed for in dividuals, but cities have their last judg ment In this world. They bless, they curse, they worship, tbey blaspheme, they suffea :h"V are rewaided, they are overthrown. Preposterous 1 says some one, to think that any of our American or European oities which have stood so long can ever coma through vice to extinction. But Kew York and London have not stood as long as those Ceylonese cities stood. Where Is the throne outside of Ceylon on whioh 165 successive kings reigned for a lifetime. Cities and na tions that have lived far longer than our present cities or nation have been Bepnl shcred. Let all the great muncipalities ot .his and other lands ponder. It Is as trua sow ns when the psalmist wrote it and ns rue oi cities ana nations as or jnuiviauaia, The Lord knowerh the way ot the righ teous, but the way ot tha ungodly skull erish." X History ot St. Valentine. St, Valentine was an Italian priest jrho su tiered martyrdom at Rome in 270, or at Terni in 306. Historians differ as to the date. Legend ampli fies, by dwelling on the virtues of his life and the manner of his death, and tells how he was brought before the Emperor, Claudius II., who asked why he did not cultivate his friendship by honoring his gods. As Valentine pleaded the cause of the one true God earnestly, Calphurnins, the priest, cried out that he was seducing the Emperor, whereupon he was sent to Isterms to be nudged, i-o him Valen tine spoke of Christ, the light of the world, and Asterins said : "If He be the light of the world Ha will restore the light to my daughter, who has been blind for two years." The maiden was brought, and after Valen tine prayed and laid hands on her she received her sight. Then Asterius asked that he aud his household might be baptised, whereat the Emperor, being enraged, caused all to be im prisoned and Valentine to be beaten with clubs. He was beheaded a year '.ater on February 14, 20. History, having little to tell con jerning the man, makes amends by dwelling at length on the ceremonies observed on this day. They trace the origin of these to the Roman Luber calia, celebrated in February, at which one practice was to put the names of women in a box to be drawn by the men, each being bound to terve and honor the woman whose name he had drawn. XotcI Discovery ot a Comet. Eclipse photographs taken in Chile in April, 1893, showed a comet-like structure in the corona, near the sun's south pole, but nothing of the kind could be made out on photographs taken in Brazil and Africa. With the idea that faint objects can easily be found when it is known where to look for them, however, copies from the negatives hava been compared aud it is found that the photographs all show the object. Its angular distance from the moon s limb, as photo graphed from the different stations, has I'm ally been measured, and the variations of this distance seem to prove conclusively that this interest ing appnrition was really a comet. Persistency in the proper channel is certain to be rewarded. Reading feeds thought, just as food nourishes the bod v. Ko matter what calamity befalls keep a btiff npper lip. It is far better to keep still than to promulgate platitudes. Experience making futures, fruits of all the past The fool thinks his death would eave a hole in the world, Agitation is the method that plants the school by the side of the ballot-box. The more intellect a man has the more timple he can afford to be. Rank and riches are chains of gold, but still chains. Ardor in love is the great oonquerer ot female hearts. Men's follies often cost them more than their wants. Keep your troubles to yourself. When yon tell them yon are taking np the time of the man who is waiting to tell his. An evil intention perverts the best actions and makes them sins. Jnst as summer is the outburst of spring, so worship is tbe outburst of the divine life in man. It is never worth while to suggest doubts in order to show how cleverly we can answer them. THE LAST BUCCANEER. Che winds were yelling, tbe waves were swell- ing. The sky was black and dren-. When the crew with eye of Hams brought th ship without a name AJongdide the lost Buccaneer. 'Whence fl'ea vour sloop full sail before so floret a bale When all others drive bare en the seas? Say. enme je from tbe shore of the holy Salva dor, Or tbm gulf ot the rich Caribbees V "Stem a shore no search bath fount, from a Salt no line can &ontid. ont rudder or needle we steer ; Above, below, our bark die the aea-fowl and the shark. As we fly by tbe last Buccaneer. '.To-night ihall be Heard on the rocks of Cap de Verde A load crash and a louder roar ; And to-morrow shad the deep, with a heavy moaning, sweep The corpses and wreck to the shore." The stately ship ot Clyde securely now may ride In the breath of the citron s&arfes : -And Severn's towering mast securely now files fast Through the sea ot the balmy Trades. Yrom St. Jago's wealthy port, from Havannah'i royal fort. The seaman goes forth without fear; For since tbst stormy night not a mortal hath bad sight - f)f tha flag of the last Buccaneer. -Lord Uacaalay. FOOT OF THE SHAFT. I was paying a visit to one of the largest coal-mining districts in the kingdom. As the friend with whom I was staying was engaged at business dur ing tbe day, I was thrown on my own resources until the evening. One afternoon I was walking in the Melds outside the town, smoking a cigar, and ruminating about things in gen eral, and the gloomy appearance of ha whole district in particular. I leaned against a wooden fence, and looked about we. On every side the chimneys, giant scaffoldings, and mighty .wheels showed the where abouts of the pit shafts. The grass was a dull, dirty, grayish green, tbe air was thick and smoke laden. There were a number of jerry-built brick: houses small, mean-looking, and grimy. 1 was startled from my reverie by the sound of a gruff voice, saying, "Eh,-mister, have you eot a match?" I looked around and saw an old col lier standing by me, pressing down the tobacco in a dirty clay pipe, with an equally dirty finger. He seemed to be a man of about sixty years of age, with hair fasj turning white, and a weary, toil stained, careworn face. His clothes were covered with coal dust, aud he carried in his left nand a basin wrapped in a handkerchief, which had evidently contained his dinner. I handed him my match box, and he lighted bis pipe in silence, and commenced to puff it contentedly. Presently be asked, abruptly, "Stranger 'ere, sir?' "Well, yes," I replied. "I am stay ing in the neighborhood for a week or two. You are a native, I sup pose," I added. "Ay," he answered. "I was bora close by, and I've worked i' th' pits tin co I was a babby, 'most." "Dangerous work it must be some times." I said. "Ay, you're right. It is dangerous work. Th' most risky all occupation, and one of th' hardest worked and worst paid. I've 'ad one or two nar rer escapes myself, and one or two creepy experiences. There's one of them will live in my memory as long u I can remember anything. "Poor Jack Wood: It's a sad little tale, sir, as sad as any I ever read in a book, but it's true, every word of it. "Vou see Jack was a lad that I'd known ever since he was a nipper, and when he grew to be a man, and came to work in th' old pit, we was ncighl ors; and he used to call around at night, and smoke a pipe wit'.i me. "At first. I thought it was my company as he came for, but soon I found that ho was taken with my lass Lucy; and she seemed to like him. He was a tine, straightforward, steady young chap, and Lucy though I say it was a pretty a.td as good a lass as you'd see anywhere; so th' old woman and me was pleased to find ,hem two taking to one another. "For a couple of years or so they went on courtin'. ,-alking out to gether, and readii' to each other, and quarrelin' and niakin' it up aca:n, as voung folks will, till one night Jack ups and says, 'Father, I'm wantin' to be married to Lucy next month. Are you willin',?' "Well," savs L wiukin' t th' old woman, and look in' at Lucy, who was hidin' bcr blushin' face in her apron, well what does Lucy sav?" And Lucy didn't say nothin' she just ran to me and threw her arms round my neck, and buried her head on my shoulder and laughed and cried tl together. " -Lucy's willin',' said 1, with an other solemn wink at th' old woman, and so are we. GoJ bless ye both!' Jack seized bold of my hand and shook it like a 'pump-handle, and Lucy gave me a very sweet and lovin' kiss; and then she gave th' old wo man one; and then she went to Jack, blushin' more than ever, and be got one ditto, of extra strength. Ah! we was all very happy that night. Well, th' time soon passed, until th day grew near as they'd fixed for the weddin'. Jack had picked out a little house, near us, for them to live In, and he and Lucy had looked after Ihe furnlshiu and bcautifyiu' of it. "Two days before th' weddin', when I went home at night, I found the whole place in an upset. Th' misses and Lucy was busy, trvln' on th' marry in' dress, and hadn't given no thought to gettin' my tea ready. However, th' kettle was always nearly hnilin' on th hob, to It didn't take 'o.ig to make me a pot. By and by, in comes Jack, and it was pretty to see Lucy, in her new white frock, stuck all over with pins and things, run up to him and kiss him so lovingly! It brought th' tears into my eyes then, and It has done o every time I've thought on it since. 'I remember I was jokin' Jack, a he went out; tellin' him that he'd have to stick to his work when he was married, and not spend all his Mme kissing and huggin'. . 'Don't bother yourself, father,' says he; 'Lucy '11 see that I don't get no more klssin' than is good for me rter tbe weddin'.' 1 - The' next day th' day afore the t.eddln' I went down th' pit as jsual. All th' day 1 worked hard plckJ :plckl pick! ' It's not th' ti- antest work r m' world, sir, )yin on your oack. stripped to the waist, chipping out th' coal around you, piece by piece; as 1 wasn't sorry when th' time came to knock oil and go home. 1 put on my shirt and coat, took up my lantern, and started oil toward th' shaft. 1 was workin' nearer to th' shaft than any ot th' othe men, so I got there some min utes before anyone else. "It was about 4 o'clock on a cold, wet day in November, and was al ready quite dark, while above ground, there was a thick log over all. I looked up th' shaft and could barel f 'stinguish th' top, which seemed tt ue wrapped in a heavy cloud of mist. "1 was about to signal lor th' cage to be let down, when I su ldenly noticed a dark object lyfcig at th' bot tom o' the shaft, a few yards away from me. In th' darkness 1 could not at once see whether it was a man or a sheep. I raised my lantern, and turned my light upon it With a shudder I saw that it was a man ly ing huddled up in a heap, face down wards, in the middle of a pool of blood, with a great gaping wound in his head, into which I could have put my list. "He lay perfectly still. I opened the front of his shirt and laid my band upon his heart, but it bad ceased to beat. Th' poor chap was quite dead. "I turned him over upon his back, and held the lantern to his face. Good God! It was Jack! "Jack my bonnie lassie's lover! th' bridegroom of to-morrow lying there, cold, and stark, and stiff! Jack, whom but a few hours before I had seen strong, and bright, and merry, and nowdead. "Dead th' young and happj wooeer!. Dead th' joy of my pooi Lucy's iife! "I raised him gently, and carried him to th' side o' the shaft. I then signaled for th' cage to be lowered, and, with the aid o' some other men, who had just come up, 1 lifted hlm iiro it, and we were drawn up to th' mouth o' th' pit "I don't know how I eot him home and broke the news to his old father. I seemed to be in a fever. All th' time I was thinkin' o' my poor lass, whose life's happiness had been wrecked, jest as it seemed to be be giunin' in earnest "I staggered home, and crept fur tively into th' hou,e by the back door, fearin' to meet my Lucy's ga.e, lest she should see tbe horror in my eyes. ' I was glad to and that she wa; not in th' kitchen. 1 called tn' old woman, and told be.-of it, and she broke th' news gently as only a woman can t our little lasi !?he never s-hed a tear, as far as 1 know. She never complained, and she went about her work just as oe fore. But each day she grew paler and weaker, until, at last do you sea that little graveyard on tho hillside'-' Well, that's where my Lucy lies now. "They held an inquest on Jack't body, and it come out in evidence that be had missed his way in th' fog (he was not workin' that day, bein' busy gettin ready for his wed din') and, as there was no guard round th' pit mouth, he had stepped over the edge, and fallen down down! "You say there ought to have been a gard? Ay! but that'd cost brass, and human lives is cheap nowaday in merry England." Yankee Blade HORSEPLAY IN ENGLISH SO CIETY. Coarse Jokes and Risky Dancing Reing Indulged In by Smart Girl. Skirt dancing, high play and tht perpetration of practical jokes seem to be the leading amusements of country-house parties in England, ac cording to a recent chronicler quoted by the San Francisco Argonaut. He says: "November is preeminently the month for big shoots and tho country houses are full to overflow ing just now. In quiet bouses mod crate hours are kept, gamMing for heavy stakes is at a discount and a certain sobriety prevails from sun rise to sundown. In o'jher houses, however, the fun waxes fast and furi ous. Ko dancing is considered Sport' unless it be of a nature imported from the Gaity, such as the unforget table j as de ;uatre. A few smart giris go so far as to take unto them selves tbe voluminous skirts of the serpentine frock and try to imitate Miss Lettie Lind's dexterities," After explaining that the serpentine akirta are made out of "no less than 100 yards of the very finest Chinese silk or crepe cut in triangular pieces to give the appearance of an infinity of yards," our authority resumes: "It is regrettable to add that under some roofs pretty heavy gambling is in dulged in, and baccarat and nap with high stakes bave as many women as men votaries, to say nothing of prac tical joking of a suspiciously rowdy sort, such as apple-pie bed-making booby-trapDine. A certain most dis tinguished lady amused herself one whole evening by standing in a gal lery and throwing pillows on the men's heads as they passed In and nut of the smoking-room.'' Infirmity. Mr. Kornblum now do you tike "Looking Backward," Miss Wrinkles? Miss Wrinkles Of course I am aware that J am cross-eyed, but I am not accustomed to having my infirmity, Mr. Kornblum, made the subje t of conversation by strangers. Truth. Bis Native Element. Kitty Tom is down South, thu winter, and he has just sent me the loveliest little alligator you ever saw. Ada How are you going to keep him? Kitty I don't know, but I've put him in Florida water until T bear from Tom. Exchange. Bad MIm There. "Father," asked little Tommy, as he climbed bis father's knee, "did you ever see an echo?" "Whv, no, my son," replied the parent "Well. Willie said his sister went to sec one, nnd it returned her call." And the strong man bowed his head tcbid his emotion. Life i: ! !; I X i "rr? 1 V11."-
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