VOL. XXXIII COME AND SEE US We are Located on South Main Street, Opposite Hotel Butler, *&&&&£ r~ "■ " ' r T <— a^r \ In the room formerly occupied by Hartzell & rJp ■ Kemper. We have received our spring stock I of Tans in different shades. Patent Leathers, j Kangaroos, etc. Our stock of Ladies Fine \ , Shoes and Oxfords is very large—all the latest ; \ style lasts to be found among our stock. We ill & carry these goods in all sizes and widths, and jf* ; prices the lowest. Come and see us. We have many bargains in store for you. }£: The variety was never so great, • The styles were never so perfect, f 1 Jy? The quality never so good, f And the prices were never so low. BtKE' BOitHA* SC3 J T n 1 II ' A FEW OF OUR PRICES Ladies fine dongola pat tip ox fords 7 5 C Ladies fne serge congress gait yo,. ers 45 c Ladies grain shoes pat tip heel ? - or s P r ' n g 9° c Ladies waterproof oil grain \ a] 3 shoes 75 C I *? / Ladies fine calf slippers s oc y. j/J "jk Mens waterproof working shoes 95c Si. Mens fine dress shoes lace or XX* ( \ con gress $ 1.00 * V Boys fine shoes.. .S7SC, sl, $1.25 Misses good wearing school Childrens fine dongola pat tip shoes Full stock of Leather and Findings. Shoemakers supplies of all kinds. All kinds of dressing for Dongola. Tan and Patent Leather shoes at reduced pi ices. Mail orders receive prompt attention. JOHN BICKEL 323 South Main St. "ranch Store, RlltW V'A 125 N. Main St., UUIItJI J. cl. IST A WORD OR TWO. We want to talk with you a few minutes—You know us but do you know there are hundreds of people in Butler, Co. who do not know we are in Butler, it they did we would have to enlarge our store to let the crowd ir. Why what do you think. Nearly one half the people who come into our store didn't know we made harness, while we have been running that part of our business for two years with a capacity of 10 sets per day, but we are glad to know they are pleased to find it out as it saves them money and will save you money if yoa mind it. However we did not intend talking about hames* more than to say that we make all kinds of harness and parts of harness at less than factory price. It was surries and buggies we wanted to tell you about. We have a larger stock than we have had at any time for fifteen years. We hav'nt a last year surrey in the house. Don't buy old stock, they are old style, and every year grow more so. Buy the latest design and be in fashion especially when you can buy them for less money than others charge for old style work, as for the price, whoever heard of anyone paying too much for anything bought here.We hav'nt in our employe asalesman with whom we would be afraid to send SIO,OOO to Europe, when you deal here you know you are dealing with a reliable firm an you know just what you are getting, and also know the price is lower than you could get any where. Come and see us and have the satisfaction of knowing you have been in the largest store of the kind in the state. I S: ; sr S.B. Martincourt&Co. 128 EAST JEFFERSON Street. P. S. KRAMER WAGONS AND TKUNKS. j HERE'S YOUR \ SHOES ? We have too many< j Shoes—we want money? 5 . more than Shoes. RDFF'S SHOE STORE Ul4 South Hain St. Butler, Pa.c As Usual We Have ? The Best Stock of Millinery At the lowest prices in the city. 50c quality Leghorn hats for 39c. Large bunch silk roses worth 40c only 25c. Moss rose sprays 25c worth 50c. New Bud3—New Foliage—New Berries—this week. Childrens hats a specialty. Special sale of Corsets this week. M. F. & M MARKS, 113 to 1175. Main St. Butler Pa TKE BUTTER CITIZEN. Weak Nerves ar»- due to impoverished aud impure blood. Hood's Sarsaparilla cures nervousiu-.s l*-cau*e it feeds the nerves ui«m pure, rich, healthy Wood. Remember Hood's Sarsaparilla Is the One True Blood Purifier. $1; six for Hood's Pills are always reliable, scents. Professional Cards. A. M. CHRISTLEY, ATI OKN'EY AT LAW. on North Diamond Stree', opposite the Court House -Lower Floor. ALEX KUSSELL. Atlorney-al-Law. Office with Newton Black. Est) South Diamond, Butler. Pa. A. T. BLACK. Room J—Armory Building. ATTORNEY AT LAW. C. F. L. McQuistlon. CIVIL BKOINKKR A«D tCBvEYou. Office near Court lloase Butler I'a. NEWTON BLACK. *tt'y »t Ijiw-office on Souih Bide of IMamoi naUer. Pa. A. T. SCOTT. ATTOR SEY-AT-LA W. OOco 81 No. 8. South lil.iKiofcl. Butler. Pt J M. PAJNTLK, [Attorney- at-Law. nice—Between PoatofUce *n J P. M. ' DR J. E FAULK Demist Office—ln Gilkey building opposite?. 0. J. J. DONALDSON, Dentist. Butler, Penn'a. Artificial Teeth Insert**) on the latest la. jroved plan. Oold Killing a Bp e aver tlcnaul'Hf.'lotPlui! Store. V. M McALPINE Dentist, Main St. Nae*thetic» Admiuislcred. SAMUEL M. BIPPUS. Pnyslcian and Surgeon. son woat ('linDtiigham St. L. BLACK. PHYSICIAN AN'D SL'KUKON, New Troutman Building, K'ltler. Pa. C. M. ZIMMERMAN. PH YHII 'IAN AKl>;.9rBOl01 , Office at No.* 45, S. lenln street, evr Clt harmacy.Batler. Fa. H. H. CiOUCHER. *trorucy-at-law. Office 'n MltcUrl! butldln. Butler Pa. DR. CHAS. R B HUNT, : Physician and Surgeon. Eye, car, none and throat tuepecialtv. 132 and 134 S. Main Street, Kalßton building. \V. H. BROWN, Homceopalhic Physician ard Surgeon. Oll'ce 236 S. Main St., ej>p. P.O. Residence 315 N. MeKean St. DR. S. A. JOHNSTON. JENTIST, - - BUTLER, PA. I ;(lolil Killing Painless Kutrac'lon of 'reeih nd \rttfleial teeth without Plates a specialty vtro is Oxide or Vitalized Air or Lorn". n,esiliatlrtS) uso'l. Otnce «ver Miller's ttroeery east of Lowry ouso. office closed fi" Ineidays and Thursdays ~ L. S. McJUNKIN Insurance and Rea! Estate Agent, 17 EAST JEFFERSON ST. HIJTLER I J A C. ,D. wmmmMMMo |Uip). BIEAuTiKUL HAND*. Af I remember the li r- 1 fatr t<.u- :i Of th',*e beautiful hands that I l..\e much I seem to thrill as 1 th* n wa.-i thrill. I. Ki. inK the glove that I found unfilled When I met yonr jfar an 1 th • 'jur* nl> bow As you Ud to me laughingly, "Koep it now!" And .1(17..<1 and alone in a dream I rtuiui Kiting the (fh'*rt of your beautiful hand. When flr->t I loved in th'' lonp ago And held your hand an I t' :d yon so, rr< --. d and caresw d it and gave it a And -:» id, "I could die for a hand like this!" Little I dream'-d lov. "s fullness yet Had to ripen when ryes were wet. And prayers were vain in their wild demands For one warm touch of your beautiful ban.la. Beautiful hands I O beautiful hands! Could you r. a«'h out of the alien lands Wh re you an? lingering and give me tonight Only a touch—were It ever fio light— My h<>art were soothed and my weary brain Would lull itself into rest again, For there is no solace the world commands Like the caresa of your beautiful hands. —James Whitoomb Riley. DIANA'S SI'IIiER. The Baud, Gusset and Seam is a so ciety recruited from an exclusive circle of Nob Hill's youtliful matrons. It meets through the winter, with aggra vated activity during Lent, at houses of the member s; its motto, "First flannels to the indigent;" its symbol, a thimble crossed by a pair of scissors argent on a background of flannel gules sur mounted by a spool of thre.ul couchaut. The demure maid who serves bouil lon, tea and chocolate to the society's fair Dorcases hears tales from every quarter of the globe—of life in the sum mer colonies along the New England coa.-r, of yachting cruises through Nor wegian fiords in the yellow wake of the midnight sun, of walking tours in the L;aides ami camping trii>» ID the north woods. She knows her planet better than many whose orbits are less cir cumscribed and can safely l>e relied up on f< r information regarding elk in Ore gon or salmon in the Columbia, the proper time to hunt the grizzly in As siniboia and the relative merits of the Andalusian donkey aud his twin broth er, the Rocky mountain l.urro. After serving the Bradamante of the ■society with a cup of tea and a caviare sandwich, she retires to a dusky corner of the room, refills the la tup under the brazeu kettle and rearranges the Dres den cups aud saucers and the jewel mounted spoons upon the ttmkwood ta ble. When the fluffy haired Mrs. Jack, tho society's president and the hostess of the occasion, begins her story, there is a lull in the talk, which the wind fills in with a neatly executed arpeggio. Mrs. Jack's mouth droops in wistful curves, and beside her eyes an infant's would seem sophisticated. "Jack says must go with him to Africa, but I shall never dure to look a tiger in the f;iee after my experience on the Big Muddj." Mrs. Jack's adventures have familiar ized the society with Tin Cup, Big Bug, Bumblebee and Medicine Hat. But the Big Muddy offers delightful fields for speculation, for it has not yet found a place on any map, and its only high roads are the half obliterated trails left by the Utes when they unwillingly de parted for new hunting grounds. "You remember the bighorn I shot after Jack and the guides had track'd him for ten days over the Rattlesnake range in Wyoming?" Mrs. Jack contin ues plaintively. Th' society remembers the big-horn as well as the giant shark in the Mexi can Kulf, the mountain lion and the cin namon boar with amber eyes picked off bv Mrs. Jack's rifle in the San Franeis quito mountains. The idea of hor daring to look a tiger in the f:ico under any circumstances taxes tho credulity of the society. Has she ever known fear, ever quailed before bea,st, bird or fish— this nnxlern Art* mis? When she accompanies her husband on liis hunting expedition, she wears the woods' autumn livery—leaf brown and scarlet—an abbreviated skirt and leg gings of brown corduroy, a scarlet leath er shirt with elk's teeth for buttons, a hat festooned with trout and salmon flies and shining leaders. A cartridge belt girdles her slender waist, with its depending revolver and hunting knife. It iH remarkable that Mrs. Jack has escaped the cinnamon's embrace, and bruin might well bo pardoned such an indiscretion. "Jiiek has always said that my phys ical courage first attracted him. But I had never confessed to him that there was one test to which I should be un equal. It cunio on the Big Muddy. Lis ten: "Wo were camped in the quaking as pen. Snow had fallen, ami the elk wero coming down. You could hear them bungling on every side just before dawn. It is easy to stop a battel of elk ILS they pass near your camp by imitating their call upon an empty cartridge shell. I have learned the trick, and Jack had no hesitation in permitting me to choose my own trail one morning and follow ing it alone afoot he and the guides scattering in other directions. Tim taste of the camp coffee was still upon my lips, my cheeks tingled with the frosty breath of the morning air as I kept cau tiously to tho windward of the elk, whose trumpeting stirred me like mar tial music. "A stray bear track showed litre and there in the fresh snow. But I was aft er elk. A hundred miles lay between our camp and the nearest settlement Ah, the solitude of those woods!" Mrs. Jack leans back in her chair and sighs reminiscently as she gazes into the blazing hearth fire, a charming pic ture in her house gown of old blue, brightened with gleams of Persian em broidery, interwoven with uncut jewels. "I had gone three miles, perhaps four, over fallen spruce up the steep side of a nigged mountain, when crash across my trail came a band of elk, headed by a magnificent bull. "Crouching behind a bowlder, I wait ed I have waited so often for big game, from Alaska to tho gulf. Jack says I have seen nioro than ho can ever hope to see if he lives to be 100. My hand wis steady. Jack often gets buck fever. I never do. I took deliberate aim. The elk came toward the bullet and dropped deael without a struggle. Blazing tho trail as I retraced it toward camp for the pack animals, I saw that there were new liear tracks. I was not out that day for bear, and I did not caro to come upon one alone, although I had no thought of shirking the encounter were it forced upon me. "A bear in a bear pit is a clumsy creature. In tho woods he challenges your admiration by his clever fashion of covering the ground without apparent effort. The one I soon descried ahead of me was lumbering along like a bunch of tumbleweed, lengthening tho dis tance between us at a rapid rate. "Foolishly I indulged myself in a shot at him, striking his shoulder. He turned upon me with a ruar of pain. At that instant 1 needed ull my nerve. This time I chose a tree for cover and await ed. He came on without a halt, straight toward me. I fired again, missing him. I was just about to try a third shot when the test came, of which I have sjx iken.'' "The test?" murmurs the society breathlessly. "The test of my courage to which I had always felt I should be unequal— the thing I had dreaded in my forest wanderings with Jack." "What I" the society demands, with one voice. "I had raised my rifle, when I felt something fluttering in my hair. I fan cied a leader had hlipjs-d from my hat rim. Oh, horri r! It was a spider! And as I shook my head violently to dislodge it, it struggled into my • ar. "I luive never been conscious of liav ing Ui.-d tint third .-hot. Somehow the rifle was u'.scliargwl, and by the same rtianre the bullet laid the bear I>>W. "I fainted, and when 1 came to my self I was lying across the bear's body, with six strange men staisling around me. "Ten thousand boiler factored were at work in my brain. "Hear the noises!' I cried. 'Will no >ne stop them?' "And now comes the Strang st part of my story. "The engineer of Jack's yaclit once got a mosquito in hH ear. It drove him quite mad before we could find a doe tor. He hung over the yacht's side, held by six of the crew, begging for death When the doctor arrived upon the seeno, he applied a handkerchief wet with ether to the man's < ar, quieting the mosquito's struggles and restoring the man to sanity. "I believed myself in the man's plight—stark, staring mad—when, upon this peak eeu a pleas ing legend for my tombstone, this: "Ono To whom th«« forest* w« n- nn open book. Who jollied to Diunu'w daring the nkiil of her Bjjear. s here, Blain by a bug in her »»ar." —Mary Wakeman Botsford in San Francisco Argonaut l)ore HM A Ilfggur. Gnstave Dore could show invention not only in his wonderful illustrations, but also in matters of everyday life. One day a friend at Verona was tak ing a photographic view of a pictur esque old street, and Dore tried to as sist by keeping off the crowd of idle lookers on. It was a difficult task, and the more he gesticulated and threatened the tai'atr.) -1.. ii t ;. CJlHint'il ly Dore had a splendid idea. "Wait n minute," he called out ti> his friend, "and I'll disperse them." Ho then took off his coat, threw it on th< ground, and, assuming a pitiful ex pression, he went round, eap in hand, to beg fer a few soldi. As he advanced the crowd drew back and melted away, and his friend quickly obtained the neg ative. —Philadelphia Press. OttMtleH In the Air, Dr. John Wilkins wrote a work in the reign of Charles II to show the pos sibility of making a voyage to the moon. The Duchess of Newcastle, who was likewise notorious fur her vagrant spec ulations, said to him, "Doctor, where am I to bait at in the upward Journey?" "My lady," replied the doctor, "of all the people in the world I have never expeeti d that question from you, who have built so many cities in the air that you might lie every night at one of your own. " —Pittsburg Dispatch. A Negro'* Long Drink. A western member of congress was recently with a party discussing tlio ca pacity of men to drink strong liquor. After listening to several stories along this line, he said: "Well, I don't believe any class of men can beat these Washington negroes when it comes to drinking strong liquor. One Friday night as I came homo after a night's session I thought I would stop in a little saloon near my house and get a stovepipe of lager to make me sloop sound. It is not a vory swell place, but it was the only one convenient. While I was emptying the big glass of the frothy liquid u tough looking negro, with a big stick under his arm, walked in and de manded a pint of gin. " 'What price?' asked the young man behind the bar. " 'Twenty cents,' said the fellow, be ginning to count out a lot of pennies. " 'All right,' said the bartender, 'where is your bottle?' "'I don't want no bottle. Jest hand out a glass, hub.' "The liquid was measured off in a big beer glass, and without taking it from his lips ho swallowed the contents, not. even deigning to tako a drink of water when he had finished. The bar tender did not seem to bo at all sur prised, merely remarking that the fol low would probably take several euoh drinks before he finished the evening. " —Washington Times. Why Sho I'nlleil I'p the Carpet. That there are people in the world who haven't yet learned that thero are safer places for depositing large sums of money than old stockings and holes in the wall was demonstrated recently while the roof of a Fall River house was burning. The department was called out, and a squad of officers in command of Lieu tenant Hinckley was on the scene. Hud den ly a woman who resided in a neigh boring tenement rushed up the stairs and began to tear up the carpet in one of the rooms. She was informed that thero was no great danger, and in reply to a question said that her furniture was insured for if7oo, but she kept at work just the same and finally pulled out a roll of bills containing $1,700. Then she went out to the street to watch tho progvei-s of a blaze that occasioned a loss of £lO. Boston Herald. The Live Sponge. When tho sponge is in the sea alive, the inside of the pores is covered with a soft substance liko the white of an egg. This appiais to be the flesh of tho ani mal, and currents of water may be seen running into the sponge through the small pores and out of it through the large ones, audit is supposed that while the water is passing through tho sponge tho nourishment for the support of-the animal is extracted from it. No Telling, Ringway—Your sister expt>cts mo to dinner, doesn't she, Willie? Willie—<>h, yes. Sho said sho didn't know but what you might stay to bieak tmt. —lafo- Vtr LOVE CAN LAST. Vet love fan last, yet love can hist. The futuru be a- was th. past. And faith and fondr. never know The chill of dwindling afterglow. If to familiar hearth tber. clinp The virgin fr« i-hne«s of the spring And April's music "till b« beard In wor.inu voir." and winning word. If when autumnal »ha lows streak The furrowed br w ( the wrinkled cheek. Devotion, deepening to the close. Like fruit that ripen-, tenderer gruws: If. though the loaves of youth and hope. The fond heart, faithful to the last. Lingers in love drifts to the past; If, with the gravely shortening day.-, Faith trims th. lamp, faith feeds the blaze. And reverence, rolnj in wintry whit., fcheds fragrance like a summer night— Then love run last 1 —Alfred Austin. CAUSE AND EFFECT. "Gossip— it's a confounded nuisance! That's what I call it! Why can't they let us alone? I am accustomed to any amount of gossip. People must have something to talk about, and I'm sure I'm delighted to bo able to afford them iuiy amusement, but when it comes to being smackeel on the I k and congrat ulated six times in one afternoon it's coming it a bit too strong. I don't mind for my own sake—a man can look after himself—but I'm thinking of you. I was in h' .pes that you had not heard." "Not heard indeeei! I had two letters this morning and three this afternoon, four wanting to know when the wed ding was to be and the fifth fn >m a girl ;isking to Ive bridesmaid. I am afraid to go out. People fly at me at every cor ner, shake my h.ifids off and say how delighreel they are, and how charming it is, and how they always knew it would come to this, and that we are made for one another—they never did know two jus pie so exactly suited " "Extraordinary! That's what they say to me. I never was so taken aback in my life. Of course we've always been good friends but"— "Certainly not." "And I don't think"— "Neither do L It's absurd! Utter nonsense!" "No, but really—let us have it out while we are alsmt it. What can have given rise to such a ridiculous report? We have been a good deal together, of course, because we are in the same set and always seem to hit it off, and you are such a jolly gooel dancer and all that kind of thing—but I can't see what we hnve done to set people talking at this rate. lii mostly, now—l am anxious to know—did you ever imagine—that is to say, did yovrthink—l mean, have I ever"— "You never have. No, Captain May, and I have never imagined! On the con trary, I don't mind admitting, now that we are upon the subject, that I have cherished a secret grudge against you because you have never given lue an op portunity of refusing you. That sort of neglect rankles in a woman's mind, and now you see for yourself the awkwiird position in which it hits placed me. When people ask if I am engaged to you, I am obliged to confess that I liavo never been asked You ought to have thought of this and provided against it. It would have been so easy some night at a ball or in an interval at the theater—the whole thing might have been over in five minutes, and then I should have been able to say that I had refused you, and everything would have been happy and comfortable. I don't feel as if I could ever forgive you!" "Sorry, indeeei! You see I should have been most happy, only I could nev er lecd quite sure thhV yr>Q*r< ally wouin re"— "How odious you are! You need not have been afraid. Then) never was any thing more certain since the beginning of the world. I wouldn't marry you to save my lifa I would as soon think of falling in love with the man in the moon. We have always been friends, of course-, but that counts for nothing. One may like a person very much and yet find it quite impossible to go any further. I could better love a worse man.'' "Same with me. I think no end of you, but when Lewis came up and con gratulated me the other day I was struck all of a heap If he had said the same thing about a dozen other girls, I should have been less surprised, but it never occurred to me to look ujion you in that light. " "Oh, indeed! I'm awfully obliged, I'm sure, but I don't think much of your taste. There an- a dozen other men who wouldn't agree with you, that's one comfort. As lam so utterly repul sive in your eyes, I think I had better say 'Good afternoon' at once anil re lieve you of my presence. " "What nonsense you talk! 1 never said a word about your appearance that I know of. That's theworst of arguing with a woman—she flies off at a tan gent, and there's no doing any goenl with her. I don't Pee why you should be offended. You seemed to think it just as impossible to fall In love with me." "That's different —I mean I don't care what you think, but other people think—that's to say, I have always been told— Some p<*>plc think I am Very nice, if you don't I think it's per fectly hateful of you to say such things. I should ilke to know, just as a matter of curiosity, what it is in me you object to so much?" "You won't like if, you know, when you do hear. You'll be in a bigger rage than ever. Much lietfer leave it alone. Well, if you will have it, I dislike tho way you do your hair. Wait a moment; it means more than you think. It is not only ugly in itself* but it shows a fatal want of perception. Your lieauty—if you will allow me to say so—is of a classic order, and if you adopted a more natural stylo of coiffure your apjx'ar anee would really lx-—or—uncommonly fetching! 'Stead of that, you persist in following a hideous exaggeration of fashion, which destroys your individu ality and is utterly unsuit< d to your style. It seems a small thing in itself, but it has farreaching cetnscqucnces. The moment we meet I notice it, don't you know, and feel annoyed. The whole time I am with you I am worrying about it It sets up a chronic state of exasperation. Perhaps you don't under stand the feeling"— "Oh, yes, 1 do! Perfectly! I feel the same toward y u because you will in sist on wearing enormous stand up col lars. I call that a want of perception, if you like. I wouldn't be personal for the world, but I have seen men with longer necks. When you want to speak your neighbor, you have to twist your whole body. It makes me diewith laughing to st>e you. " "Delighted to afford you so much amusement. Sorry I make myself so ridiculous! You an- excessively polite, I'm sure." "You were a great deal worse your self. You said that I" "Nothing of the kind You misun derstood me. I simply remarked"— "Don't contradict! You said I was an ugly thing, and that if exasperated you only to see me. Yon did! If makes it worse to deny it. I can't think how you can look mo in the face!" "Why get excited? It's really not worth while, and you will make your self so hot It's not becoming to lie hot I was about to say when you so rndi ly interrupted me that you had misunder stood the meaning of my remarks. I simply obscrverl"— "I don't care a little bit what yon c.b scrved. I am not going to talk to you any longer. am going across tin 1 room to mamma. Ge-enl afternoon, Captain May. You needn't diince with nui at Lady Bolton's this evening, a- my ha r annoys you so much." "1 shall a-~k Mi-.s t'utilifiV instead. She is a capital waltzer. Y< ur m< th< r is waiting f' r you at the di«>r. Fourth anil sixth, wasn't it, and the first extra? I mu.-t ask her at once, as she is so much engaged. Gi» d afternoon, t hen,- Miss Blauehard. if you will go, and. as th- g s in that light. Hat* ful creature. At ; why not. I should like to know? Doesn't . he think I'm nice? * • • I never for him, but he has no business not to like me. What horrid taste! » • * And to talk of a dozen other girls! That means Lucie Charvie, 1 suppose, and ! Adeline Rowe. I have noticed that he dances with them. * * * I don't see why he should like them better than me. I'm the prettiest, and I can t>e aw fully nice if I like. I have never been really nice to him—not my very nicest— or he wouldn't- have talked as he did today. * * • I might try the eff x-t this evening. I meant to be offended, but p rhaps the other would have more .f --feet. I believe I'll try it. No .>ue can ever say that I am a flirt, but there are occasions when it is a girl's duty to teach a man a lesson, and he had no business to say that nbout my hair. * * « I wonder if he was right? He has awfully good taste, as a rule. I beliove, after all, it would be rather becoming. * * * I'll get Elise to try tonight, and wear my new white dress, end the pearls, and I'll >ay t him the very first thing that I'm sorry and ask him to dance with me, all the same. Then, when he sees how nice I am, he will I*' vexed with himself for being so hasty. It will do him no end of god. I'd give worlds if he would only prop. >se to me bt f .re the season is over. I'd refuse hi;n, • f course, but that wouldn't matter. It would be kind of me to take the trouble, because it is iln uuful to see- a man so conceited, and if it were not for that he would beqnitecharming. * * * 1 11 be gin this evening. How exciting! Poor Captain Mayl" HIS BOLII.OQUY. "She looked disgracefully pretty. Nothing like putting a girl iv. a g" ■!, stand up rage to sv what she's made of. I never knew she bad so much in her In-fore. And she would just as soon think of falling in love with the man in the moon, would she? That's pretty talL Hang it all! Why do they put things in a fellow's hi ad? I was happy enough before, anil now this has un settled me altogether. * * * A man may not want to many a girl, but that's no reason why she sli .uld bo so precious indifferent I always fancied that she had a decided weakness. * * * So she wants to laugh at me, does she? Little wretch! She is always up to some mis chief. I wouldn't object if it was at some other fellow, for those dimples are uncommonly fetching. I believe she is right about tho collars, all the nunc— thought so myself more than once. If another shape would suit me better, it see ins rather absurd to stick to these. 'Miui in the moon,' eh? Humph! Well, it doesn't do to be too awfully sure—it's a bad thing to get into the way of boast ing. How would it be if I took her in hand and tried to work a cure? Do her all the good in the world to tie lir ought down a peg or two and find her own level, and the process would not l> nn | JUI m ....i.i... i ... .i , decent hosier's j'ou crime t->. I want to get out " Extract from The Times of four months later: "On the 20th inst, at St George's, Hanover square, by tile Right Rev. the Bishop of Oxbridge, ussist'-dby the Rev. Noel Blanchard, tin brother of the bride, Cyril Aubrey May. captain Royal Horse guards second son of James Eaton May, Esq., of Brompton manor, Hants, to Phyllis Mary Olivia, only daughter of Major Blanchard of Barcombe, Co. Wicklow, and Floraire, Aljxs-Mari times."—Sketch Chrysanthemum Salad. In Japan the flowers of the chrysan themum constitute' a popular dish. During the months of November and December bunches of them, washed and carefully displayed, may I"- seen in the stores of all the dealers in vegetables. Almost all the varieties are edible, strictly speaking, but those to which preference is usually given have' deep yellow flower heads LOVE CHALLENGED. Look thou on lac ii -t ligVUy, L-.-vel Fort-warn but on*f., -,\iih herald eyea. Then take nil vantages of war— Trick, stratagem, surprl-iel for so do 1 contemn mid hato The loveless ranks that I am In— As lief would I desert as fight, And liefer lose' than winl I court an ambush, crave a hurt And beg no other, rneeter doom Than donning fitters. Love, of thine) yulek. find me prison loom! —Charles Newton-Robinson. A MOLE RANCHER. Californian Who Makes Money by His Studies as a Naturalist. "No, boys, it ain't inouey that makes my pockets' bulge out that way, but it is the equivalent," rein:"ked a «ray haired, uniy boarded lanclier from Men docino as he took in the slack of a hay rope that did service for a belt. "To toll the truth, my breeches pock ets and my coat pockets, too, are pretty well lineel with moleskins. Within the last year I have developed into a mole hunter, and it pays. I have several acres in strawberries at Ukiuli, and they need considerable water. I used to put in a lot of time digging little trenches and turning water this way and that, but it was disappointing to go out the next day aud find that I had been irriKatiiig a molo hole. I set a watch on tho little pests, and I soon learned their habits. Since then it is no trouble at all to get them. "In the first place, I found that a mole never comes straight up to the top of the ground, but always on a slant, and you will see tho ground agitated for some time befoie lie throws up his hill. If you step within 20 feet of him when becomes to the top, he will instantly stop work and run. It's no use to try to catch him then. "Butamoie is the victim of habit If he is disturbed at his work at 2 o'clock today, ho will not como back till exactly 2 o'clock tomorrow. You can set a wat<»ii by him and depend oil its being right. Well, I watch around in my berry patch and take the time when ever I disturb Mr. Mole. The next eiay, when it is time for him to come back, I take my station near the hole. As soon as he throws tip his little mound 1 plant my foot behind him and close up the hole. Then all I have to do is to scoop him out of the dirt and drop him into my pocket, kicking and scratching like a good fellow. I kill him, stretch his skin on a shingle, and a man here in the eiiy pays mo $1 apiece for them to make pulses of. " —San Francisco Post. The honey of the snapdrngon cannot bo extracted by the common bee, which has not weight enongh to pull down tho lower jaw of this curious flower; only the bumblebee has access to the interior. Nothing is more silly than tho pleas tire some people take in "speaking their minds." A uian of this make will say a | rude thing for the mere pleasure of say i hig. SWEET MYSTERIES. Slowly ttw =»oe*l» in th- ar r jjr *wtnir— (tbl homili* *! IHdi'ii, tt t tn motion by u tm!» Iriskly llowlnn, «fi* tin) nse- Th« tu itllng ah ail ii» and aspire to heaven'* ff'itO, And th«* botWiHj, though in a shroud, h«* annt wait In dim »nnnl*e. For all thing* shall r:»- o«*ntly kind RprintfhM awak»*m*d theH«'W*'m— Svuvt ni)Mt«n«ii! Bwiftl> the grot> • n the wing, with n.-w powers. To happing Cv r with refltH-JOt wav*» uid olrouc motion. Landward now i»»n*h the force* -1 oocaa. Grand Hi:}?nrie>*! For all thing* do rua* In th«» world visible lurk* the invi«iibl«'. Making ra«*n wl«*\ Tilling of blessed truths plainly perceptible To lovi'Ht eyes; Telling of heaven and the happy tomorrow; Telling of jo j vt-tiUgr of sorrow And of bright -kit *. Wh«.To lo?« never dies. —C. P. Wilson in New York Bun. HALF A MILLION'. I bad been iu the dry goods bu.siaoF3 tc u y< ;u-s ur more aud had drudged u!l that while, winter and summer, with out a holiday, except Christmas aud New Year's day and the Fourth of Ju ly, when one summer, calculating my jir ifits, I made up my mind that I could afford to enjoy myself for once as other people did—cut the shop outright for a while and spend a week <>r bo in the country. Trade w;i< dull, and I was dull too. So a; Dobbins' aunt —Dobbin* is my head clerk—had a house at Shady slope and to< k a boarder or two and was anxious to fill her unoccupied rooms that summer, 1 gave my name to l)i b bins t" till nj> the list and ran down there with my trunk and bag about the Ist (f July. I felt that it was an lion< r to Dub bins' aunt us well as to Dobbins, but I made up my mind to In- affable and not to make them more uncomfortable than I could. No matter what your siti. n in life, it is very wrong to put on airs, and I never do it. "Tell them not to put thrniselvi s out on my acoount,'' I said to Dobbins, "but to treat me just us they do the oth er boarder*," ami Dobbins said he would "Pull of Pull' & C 0.," 1 said when 1 mot the aunt "Don't disturb yourself on my account lam quite simple in my habits." She said she wouldn't, though 1 could see it was not every day that the bead of a firm came to Shadyslope. They iia 1 three or four other jieople then-, a few who taught niusie and coni]M«ed somf, you know, and an artist and a doctor and a few who wrote novels, but uo body of any importance. When 1 sat down to tho table that night, I put them all at ease at once. "1 distinctly desire it to be under stood that I don't w ant to disturb nny one," I said. "Go on just us you have boon doing. I want relaxation, and it will amuse me. Simple pleasures are very charming when one is weary with application to more important matters. " Then I tx>wed But yon can't expect everything of people not up to the mark. Two or three laughed—why I don't know. It was very pleasant there—particu larly pleasant My landlady had a daughter, quit< a charming creature', with eyes likobluebells and a voice like u canary. She used to sing a good deal with the music man. The moment that girl looked at me she perati ly in love with me, and when a creature like that gives you her heart, how can you look coldly on her? Far be it from mo to win the affec tions of an innocent girl, knowing as I do that I liuvo h position in the world and must many with due consideration of tho fiat, but knowing what emotions I had awakened in her bosom I felt obliged to be kind to her. We walked together. Wo rode, we sung. I felt that it was wrong, but my feelings carried me away. I often thought to myself, "If that girl's father had been in the whole sale line and hud li ft her well off, what a bliss would havo been mine!" But ho was nothing but a lawyer and had scarcely left a penny. Excelsior is my motto. Large retail should always as pire to a connection with wholesale. And Miss Briggs of Briggs & Bounce smiles very sweetly when she bows to your humble servant. Alas, who shall control the heart's affections? Evelina's Iwautyand her de votion touched my soul too deeply. On tho Ist of September, when trade was growing brisk, I began to feel that it was better for the peace of both otir hearts that I should fly. I "should forget the dream in a little while. But she, jmK>r child, I feared that she would nev er forget, me. "Adieu," I said as I shook hands with her. " Perhaps we shall never meet again." She turned her face away from me. Her emotions overcame her. And 1 took tho next train for tho city. I entered again into the turmoil of trade. It was brisk. But nothing could make me happy. I accused myself of trifling with the affections of an angel. She loved me, I thought, and 1 have broken her heart—l who secretly adore her. I lost my appetite. I grew thin. When I saw fair creatures of her age bending over the counter, my mind flew buck to her, lovelier thau all. When lira. Briggs' daughter smiled upon me, I thought how plain she was and how adorably beautiful was Evelina. At last—it was in jtV'tolx'r—my head clerk claimed a holiday. "I shull sjx'iid it with my aunt and Evelina," he said. I sighed. "A beautiful girl," said I. "Yes," said he, blushing at tho com pliment to the family, I presume. "Tho loveliest girl I ever knew, and a lucky one too." "Lucky?" said I. "Yes," said he. "In a year from this time she will l«e a very rich woman. Old grandfather left her everything, come of uge or marry, and he was worth $500,000." "Half a million!" I cried My head clerk nodded "Visit your aunt and cousin when you will," I said, "and don't return until you feel quite rented. You never mentioned tome before, Dobbins, that your ;Tandfather left $500,000." "Yovv see it wasn't left to me," he said and went off. "Half a million! Miss Briggs was not worth that A wholesale business was the thing to lie connected with, of course, but when the heart is touched we are \rilluig to sacrifice all else. I will fly to your side, Evelina," I solilo quized "I will recompense you foi your hours of grief by telling you how 1 adore you!" I pictured the scene to myself. I saw her as she confessed her love and fainted in my urms, and that evening I ran down to Shadyslope to offer my heart and hand to Evelina 1 arrived after dark. The house wa> very quiet, and as I advanced I reflected that my sudden apiiearanco might agt tate Evelina too terribly. 1 must an nounce myself cautiously. I stole for ward on tiptoe to reoonnoiter. Two forms were seated on the porch— u faint gleam of moonlight revealed them to me—a lady with lier cheek re posing upon a gentleman's shoulder, his arm a!>out her waist They were my head clerk, Tom, and his Cousin Evelina. I stood as one petrified. They were talking of me. TSTo. lT "Hp really thought 1 was smitten, Tom," iid Evil iiuk "He flirted with mi terribly." "Di .hodaiv"—beganTiim. "Didn't he km.w"— "<>f (milt- I di'tii >t tell him 1 wa* < n_'.ige counter." Then Tom kissed her. I waited fiir no more. Fortunately 1 caught tlie down train. At 12 o'clock 1 was m the city. At the dejiot I met Simpkuis about t ( . .-iart for Albany. "Simpkins, " I said, "I've heard you -1- ;k f a rroubli some nephew you de sire.! to ]ir> vide for." "Confound him, yes," said Simpkins. "My head clerk's place is vacant," 1 said. "Tell him to come to me. " "Thank you," said Simpkins. 1 waited for uo thanks. I strode away and wrote Dobbin.* that" his were uo longor ri quired. I have been married a year \o Miss Briggs. and hoi' father failed five months ig Simpkins has just been arrested for embezzling Sundry sums of money, and yesterday I passed Tom Dobbins d his wife iu the street. She is ex cessiv< ly pretty—lovelier than ever— and I feel quire sure, despite all that I overheard, that her heart is st 'l mint in - crtf Of oourso she could i: : .-tit it, n»)t knowing I returner t ■ ati oient. But w!i u I n un!u ,uch we were together I feel sure it • i-t be so. and that two heart- w« re I ken. Quite a romantic story mine Don't yon think so?— Exchange. A l'rinun Draifiiril by h Convict, Perhaps the most interesting fact about th> building of Wormwood Scrubs prison is that the plans for its construc tion were drawn out by a convict in his cell while undergoing the probationary nine months to a long term of imprison ment. The nt.ui was originally an architect, uid aia ug the foremost of his profes sion. He, was a gentleman by birth .->ud edi'. 'ation, lint ill early life began tc abuse histiatural gifts, a;id at the time was undergoing his second term of im ps:- •muent for forgery. The completion of the Work occupied him f< r nearly six months und wu > llecti d under great disadvantages. Iu place of a table, for instance, he had to pin his paper to the wall of bis cell, moving it round with th" s-r>n in order to obtain the best light The priwji authorities consider this murvelius specimen of architectural drawing the finest piece of work ever don. by au English convict It measures in si/ • 5 feet 6 inches, lx ing drawn to the scale of a hundredth pai t of on inch Tlie convict displayed the greatest in terest and pride In the erection and com pletion of the prison, which was built entirely bv convict labor. It contains 1,381 separate cells for prisoners, which eont on an average £7O 7s. each, besides hqspital wards and a chapeL The total number of bricks required was 33,000,000, each one being made by the convicts on tho premises, or on some adjoin'ug land leased for the pur pose. The iron castings were obtained from Portland or Chatham prisou, the granite from Dartmoor and the Portland stone from Portland The total cost of the prison was more than £'J7,OOO. — London Letter. Boyd* Lies. It has remained for an English judge to officially and legally establish the ruling that lying is not wrung, at least it i- not sufficiently immoral to Justify 'Alii' c'aJ-'r 'eiill .•,l".p£ec|>cr discharged his errand boy, who sued him for a week's wag' s in lieu of notice. The man justi fied himself by saying that he found that the boy told lies. "Nonsense!" remarked Judge Bacon, » "All boys tell lies, more or leas. It is a habit that is not eonttned to them." "But it is wicked," pleaded the sliop keeper. "Judgment for the plaintiff, with costs, " replied the judge.—New York Sun's London Letter. Invulnerable. The girl confronted him without fal tering. In her defiance she was magnifi cent. "Do your worst, " she cried "I am not a new woman. lam neither mar ried nor engaged. Ido nothing to con ceal my age. I never bathe in the surf. Ido not shop. I haven't the remotest idea if I can cook or not." With a snort of baffled rage tho hu morist fled—Detroit Tribuna A Ouentlon of Ilonor. She is young, happily married and prosperous. A short time ugo sho lost her purse in the street, and immediately upon discovering her loss went to a newspaper office and put in an adver tisement, offering a reward for the re turn of the mit-sing article. The follow ing day a poor man brought tho purso to her house and claimed tlie reward. Leav ing him standing at the door, she disap peared. presumably to get tlie promised sum, but iu reality to send ono of her servants for a i>oliconiuu, although sho hud uo good reason for doubting the mail's statement that he had picked up the purse iu tho street. He was not ar rested, but ho got no reward. Tills sort of tiling is rather discouraging to persons with honest intentions—New York Journal. Tlie Duchess of Murlborough lias a young Nubian us a personnl attendant, a Bouvunir nl tho recent visit of the duke and duchess t>> Egypt. The Nubian sleeps outside the !«edrooin of the duchess at night. Mrs. It. King, widow of Captain Rich ard King of south Texas, owns and man her estate o( 1,260,000 acres, although she Is over 00 years old. The expuusw of managing the mtat*' each year 1* about SIOO,OOO. The foot of Oulda is perfect. Summer and winter alike It Is incased in open, buckled shoes, which prevent It from bu oouiing contorted by unnatural pressure on the Ihjlius. Her hand, too, Is faultless In shupe and proportions. Miss Morton, fthle*t daughter of Gov ernor Morton of New York, Is said to bo an expert flshorwoniun. From early in the spring until the last run of uutumn flsh and even through the 100 In winter Miss Morton loves to go angling. Miss Frauous E. Wlllurdand Lady Henry Somerset are preparing for a prolonged temperance citfnpalgn In Ireland, 'f bey will spend three months In that country holding meetings und organizing societies In oil the principal cities and towns. The accomplished wlfo of the Spanish premier,-t'anovas del Castillo, was born In Washington, where her father was the Peruvian minister. She and hor sister Anita, now tho Countess Casa Valencia, were known In those days as the little Isma girls. They carried great fortunes to their husbands. The wife i t President Kruger Is not a society lady. In common with her hua band she is the reverse of handsome, hut alio enjoys a reputation for hor excellent manner of housekeeping, breadmaklng und hospital,ln entertainment. Liko most Dutchwomen she Is tremendously obstl nate and hard u|mn those with wliouf she doo» not agree.• People waste a gri at, deal of tllilo telling what they really fught to have. Experience proves that,it Is easier to got a wife by advertising than it is to get a situation. When friends find it Istlinoto bo candid with each other, they really mean It Is time to bo brutal. A girl thinks a young Uhtn'a Jokos oro uproariously funny, but lww soon she stops laughing at them afteF sho hus mar ried him! A woman's ambition is not only to make both ends meet, but to havo enough to lap over and cut off for hor kin.—Atoll ixou liiobo.