VOL. XXXXII.
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I With Spring there comes other £
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■ WM, ®7 Our spring styles in Shoes for instance,®
I BBrX 'ats. showing the newest shapes and many little H
I niceties that other stores don't have andß
■ Tic Tan Oxfords will please you particularly, I
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I When March winds blow don't let those shabby lastH
I winter's shoes be seen peeping out. Jolly up the purse■
I holder in your house and bring a little more money to us ■
■ _it won't take much to fit you out most sweetly. Andß
I give Jack a tip about a new pair for himself. II
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n.i#iu#r men
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M ' lAiRi if spending money. Tbey desire to get the
I i\'i is// / [I best possible results of the money expended.
1 >1? / \ XSJSB iJ| Those who buy custom clothing have a
/3T? IV right to demand a fit, to have their clothes
iji.| v correct in stylo and to demand of the
/ MBM seller to guarantee everything. Come to
lr I ns and there will be nDtbing lacking. I
have just received a large stock of Sprir g
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IP j G. P. KECK,
l|| JR | V MERCHANT TAIfeOR,
wJ* Ovfs 142 N. Main St., sutUr, Pa
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M A fine assortment in all grades \
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fl Carpet-size Rugs in all-wool Ingrains—Tapestry >
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k We have an especially strong line of Super Extra <
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1 Everything in Furniture J
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j and all.
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• Pittsburg firm, M. L. McMillen, position in Youngstown, Ohio; Maud Hooks,
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Aland with Iron City Trust Co., Pittsburg.
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Beef - wrfr and
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This preparation is famous as a sys
tem builder and general tonic Onr
preparation differs from all others of
the same name, be< anse we use pre
dicted beef. th 6 best sherry wine, and
the iron is in such form that it is quick
ly taken into the system. It is pleasant
to take and prompt in action, making
rich, red blood. I
Do You Require a Tonic?
Are you weak, worn out, run down
and nervous? Is your blood thin and
impure? Are you pale and haggard,
lips white? Do yon become exhausted
from every little effort, your sleep rest
less, your appetite poor! If you have
any of these symptoms use onr Beef.
Iron and Wine. If the result is not
satisfactory we will gladly retnrn your
money. Price. 50 cents a pint
NURSES DIRECTORY.
THE
Crystal Pharmacy
R. M. LOGAN, Ph. G.,
BOTH PHONES.
106 N. Main St., Butler, Pa.
Do You Buy Medicines?
Certainly You Do.
Then you want the best for the
least money. That is our motto.
Come and see us when in need of
anything in the Drug Line and
we are sure you will call again.
We carry a full line of Drugs,
Chemicals, Toilet Articles, etc.
Purvis' Pharmacy
8. G. PURVIS, PH. G
Both Phones.
213 8 Main Bt. Butler Pa.
L. 8. McJONKIN. IRA McJUNKIN
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h. s. McJUNKIN & CO.,
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189 South Main St.
Drying preparations simply devel
op dry catarrh; they dry up the secretions,
which adhere to the membrane and decom
pose, causing a far more serious trouble than
Vae ordinary form of catarrh. Avoid all dry.
ing inhalants, fumes, smokes and snuffs
and use that which cleanses, soothes and
heals. Ely's Cream Balm is such a remedy
and will cure catarrh or cold in the head
easily and pleasantly. A trial size will be
mailed for 10 cents. All druggists sell the
50c. size. Ely Brothers 5C Warren St., N.Y.
The Balm cures without pain, does not
irritate or cause sneering. It spreads itself
over an irritated and angTy surface, reliev
ing immediately the painful inflammation.
With Ely's Cream Balm you are armed
against Nasal Catarrh and Bar Fever.
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PHYSICIANS,
T C. ROYLE, M. D.
0 • EVE, EAR, NOSE and THROVT,
SPECIALIST.
121 East Cunningham Stnet.
Office Hours 11 to 12 a m., 3 to 5 and
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ROTH TELEPHONES.
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Office hours—9 to 12 A. M., 2to
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npf>ointment.
Office Stein lilock. Roome 9-10, But
ler, Pa. People's Pbone 478.
FLLARA E. MORROW, D. 0.,
L GRADUATE BOSTON COLLEGE OF
OSTEOPATHY.
Women's diseases a specialty. Con
sultatian and examination free.
Office Hours, 9to 12 m., 2 to 3 p. m
People's Phoue 573.
i;6'S. Main street, Butler, Pa
/> M. ZIMMERMAN
vl. PHYSICIAN AND SORGBOW
At 327 N. Main St.
T R. 11AZLETT, M. D.,
ij» 106 We3t Lnamotid,
Dr. Graham's former offce.
Special attention to Hyp, **-'o r e
and Throat Peoole's Phone 274.
CAMUELM. BIPPUS,
U PHYSICIAN AND SUR< I",J .
?oo West Cunningham
DENTISTS. "
DR. FORD H. HAYES,
DENTIST
Graduate of Dental Department,
University of Pennsylvania.
Office—2ls S. Main Street, Butler, Pa.
DR. S. A. ~
SURGEON DENTIST.
Formerly of Butler,
Has located opposite Lovrry House,
Main St., Butler, Pa. The finest work
a specialty. Expert painless extractor
ut teeth by his new method, no medi
cine used or jabbing a needle into the
(?ums; also gas and ether used. Com
mnnications by mail receive prompt at
tention.
DR J. WILBERT McKEE,
SURGEON DENTIST.
Office over Leighner's Jewelry store.
Butler, Pa
Peoples Telephone 505.
A specialty made of gold fillings, gold
crown and bridge work.
RR J. HINDMAN,
U , DENTIST.
127} South Main street, (ov Metzer's
shoe store.)
IAR. H. A. McCANDLESS,
I" DENTIST.
Office in Butler County National Bank
Building, 2nd floor,
DR. M. D. KOTTRABA,
Successor to Dr. Johnston
DENTIST
Office at No 114 E. Jeflerson St., orei
G W. Miller's grocery
BF BILLIARD,
. GENERAL SURVEYING.
Mines and Land. County Surveyor,
R. F D. 49, Went Sunbury, Pa.
ATTORNEYS.
RP. SCOTT,
• ATTORNKY-AT-LAW,
Office in Butler County National
Bank building.
AT. SCOTT,
• ATTORNEY AT IVAW.
Office at No. 8. West Diamond St, But
!er. Pa.
COULTER & BAKER,
ATTORNEYS AT UW,
Office in Butler County National
Bank building.
JOHN W. COULTER,
'J ATTORNEY-AT-LAW.
Office on Diamond, Bntler, Pa.
Special attention given to collections
and business matters.
T D McJUNKIN,
r) T ATTORNEY-AT-LAW.
Office in Reiber building, cornei Main
anil E. Cunningham Sts, Entrance on
Main street.
T B. BKEDIN,
'J • ATTORNEY AT LAW.
Office on Main St. near Court Tlouiw
RH. GOUCHER,
• ATTORNKY AT LAW.
Office in Wise buildln*.
Eh. NEGLEY
• ATTORNEY AT LAW.
Office in the Negley Building, West
Diamond.
TV C. FINDLEI,
j M • ATTORNEY-AT-LAW, AND
PENSION ATTORNEY.
Office on South side of Diamond,
Butler, Pa.
MISCELLANEOUS.
p P. L. McQUISTION,
V. CIVIL ENGINEER AND SURVEYOR'
Office near Court House
T P. WALKER,
NOTARY PUBLIC,
BUTI,KR,
Office with BetVmer, door to P. O
H. MILLER
FIRE and LIFE
INSURANCE
and REAL ESTATE.
UKFIC7E—Room 508, Bntler County
National Bank buildinsr.
W S. & E. WICK,
DEALERS IN
Houffh and Worked timber of L l Kinds
Door* Hash and Mouldings
Oil V eil KIRS a Specialty.
Office and Yard
E. O* i Monroe Ste
•near Wat Pens Depot.
HOT PA
BUTLER, PA., THURSDAY, APRIL 6, 1905.
| Uato the Taird
Gene rat ion
By CICILY ALLEN
V.-.i. b/ V.
Franeesca cliiiibed the stairs w.th
dragging Dick caught l'p 'v ill
Let* and supported her elbow with Lis
Btrong, firm band It was good to
:*eel liis support, his presence, even
though she had grown somewhat ac
customed to it. and she turned to him
with a wan smile.
At the head of the first flight of stairs
they turned into Mrs. Miller's little
sitting room, and Franeesca dropped
wearily into the low rocker by the
window. Dick sat on the window
ledge swinging his feet. Ilis hall bed
room was on the floor above. Fran
eesca had the room next to Mrs. Mil
ler's, but since their engagement had
been announced the good natirred land
lady had rather turned her little sit
ting room over to their use.
"In my days young folks didn't have
to do their courtiug in the park, and
I don't think it's right and proper,"
she had said in explanation to her old
est boarder, a crusty bachelor.
And now the two young people sat
In the twilight, typifying the two sec
tions of the country from which they
had come—Franeesca, gentle, clinging
and drooping in the fierce struggle for
existence in the great northern city,
shrinking from the clamor of trains
overhead, the clang of surface cars at
her side and longing for the mellow
moonlight and the voice of the night
ingale In her old southern home; Dick,
alert, quick, fascinated by the oppor
tunities which had drawn him from
a midwest farm. lie had brought
nervous energy and strong, vigorous
blood, and New York loves to sap
and live off them both. They had met
on the commercial highway and loved.
At least Dick was quite sure of it on
his side. Tonight—well, Franeesca
hardly knew what was wrong tonight.
"A whole day to ourselves tomor
row, sweetheart," he was saying.
"Yes," replied Franeesca bitterly.
"That's what nil the girls were saying
today. You'd think we were slaves—
and—well, wo are!"
Dick looked at her in surprise. Then
he spoke cheerily.
"Well, we shan't be always. Do you
know, Franeesca, that little venture in
real estate is coming out all right. I
could have sold my share today at a
net gain of a thousand. But I think
Fll hang on until we're married, and
we'll build on the corner lot."
"And you'll be a commuter, and Fll
die of loneliness through the day."
Dick eyed her anxiously.
"Things go wrong at the shop? Well,
never mind. Tomorrow we'll have the
whole day"—
"Don't nay that again," she com
manded, then corrected herself quick
ly. "I mean, where shall we go?"
"If you don't mind, I'd like to take a
few flowers out to one of the cemeter
ies. Then, otwu.K inc *urpri»e in tier
face, he added hastily: "Not that I've
uuy one burled arouud here, only at
home on Memorial day we always
put flowers on the soldiers' graves, and
I guess we can find plenty of 'em
around here. Then we'll go down to
one of the beaches on the boat. We
won't get off. Just take tlie water
rid'?."
Francesca's hands were clasped tight
ly over her crossed knees,
"You can do as you like. I'll never
decorate a Federal soldier's grave. Dick
Merrill, never! If It hadn't been for
that war I'd not be in this dreadful,
dreadful city working—working like a
slave for sls a week, with girls who
don't know how to dress, to talk, to
act. My people always had money, but
my grandfather was killed In your
war. My father could not regain what
the war had swept away. He died
struggling with the problem, and my
mother followed him with a broken
heart. I bate the north, even though I
had to come and ask it for bread. And
you ask me to decorate the graves of
men who devastated my home!"
"I didn't think, Franeesca, dear; hon
estly I didn't. You see, we've always
kept the day. My folks fought 011 the
other side, and then 1 guess I'm a bit
old fashioned. It seems natural to go
to the cemetery, and I didn't think of
how you might feel."
"That's it. You didn't think. You'll
never understand me," the girl said In
low, passionate tones. "There's the
Mason and Dixon line between us.
You northern men are so different.
You're all business and dollars. You
get us southern girls up here and grind
our lives out."
Dick looked serious now, b'lt he
forced a smile.
"If the north had not claimed your
talents, dear, we would never have
met." he said, and it was her cue to
■often, but she did not take it.
"Oh, I hate it! 1 hate it—the air. the
noise, the rush! It has no cowpensa
tions."
She d'd not mean it just that way,
but Dick took the words literally. He
stood up suddenly and very straight.
"I am sorry. Franeesca, that you
think I cannot make you happy."
And when she looked up he had left
the room so quietly that she could
hardly believe the move had been tak
en by vigorous, stalwart Dick Merrill.
• •••«*•
She did not come down to breakfast
the next morning, and when Mrs. Mil
ler appeared at her bedside with a cup
of coffee and some golden brown toast
the sound of muffled drums in the dis
tance to!d her that the parade was in
motion.
"Dear me, suz, but the house seems
quiet! it's funny how all New York
du*>s make the inost of a holiday. Mr.
Merrill said you weren't feeling well,
but I think It would have done you
good to go out."
Franeesca sipped at tier coffee with
out replying.
"Seems as if 1 Just must go myself,
but IJzzle, she was set on taking the
day off, and she's such a good help I
didn't want to cross ber, but I do hate
to miss going to the cemetery. Isn't
it funny, Mr. Merrill and I
from the same town? J Knew just how
he felt tl\i> ui'tt'flliig when he said
Vl'd go ««it and decorate some graves.
We always did it at home, with the
G. A. It. at the head of the procession
and the children carrying the flowers
and wreaths. I didn't lose anybody
close in {ho war-, as near as I can re
inomber, but it meant a lot to Dick
Merrill's folks,"
Fnilicesctt looked up suddenly.
"Ain't he ever told you?" Mrs. Miller
said in surprise. "Well, mebbe he
thought the war was a tender subject
with you southerners. Why, his grand
father enlisted and took his three laoys
with him. All foilr <>( 'viM are buried
among the unkuown dead somewhercs
■uutn of the Mason aud Dixon line.
Mary Ann Merrill—that's Dick's moth
er- she somehow couldn't make things
go. and she wound up in the poor farm.
Yes. there were plenty of folks that
took to the poor farms after the war.
But Dick, he wasn't the kind to stay
there. Blood will tell, and he had
mora of his father's blood than his
mother's In him. When I see him, so
straight and good looking, so well
dressed and carrying himself as if he
expected to own New York before he
got done, I say that blood will tell
every time. There's some folks that
even having their whole family wiped
out by the war won't down, and that's
the sort Dick is. My laws, there's that
bell again! Don't you want any more
toast? Well, you'd better come down
after awhile and we'll hare a little
lunch. Nome of the boarders will be
home before dinner time."
But one of the boarders did come
in very soon. He had a florist's box
In his hand, and he walked quietly Into
Mrs. Miller's sitting room, where
Franeesca, looking a bit pale from her
headache, but very sweet and gentle,
rose at his entrance.
"Oh, Dick, have you come back for
me? Is it too late to go?"
"I guess we won't go, Franeesca.
You see. I didn't understand—and these
are violets for you instead."
"Oh. but we will go, you aud I to
gether, dear. It was I who didn't un
derstand, and we must have common
Interests, dear heart. We can't afford
to let the old feud come between us of
the third generation. We'll scatter
those violets over the graves of the un
known dead."
And so they went forth into the beau
tiful spring sunlight, and Mrs. Miller,
peeping from behind the curtains of
the basement, smiled as If sight of
theiu had made the whole day glad for
her.
The ISnßllali Face.
It was an American who, meeting an
Englishman In a country hotel in the
States, opened conversation sympathet
ically with the words: "Cheer up! It
may not be true, and if it is true it
may be all for the best." And he was
surprised to find that the Briton's look
of acute gloom was normal and not the
result of any more than ordinarily bad
news. The prevailing notion of the
American with regard to the English
man is that he looks "as if his only
friend on earth was a yellow dog, and
he had lost the dog." For years the
inhabitants of the States have been
scrutinizing, the faces of British vis
itors to try to ascertain whether their
resigned expression Is due to a recent
bereavement, confirmed misanthropy or
simply to superciliousness. According
to a weekly paper, some Americans at
tribute the English face to the English
climate. "They did not look actually
sad." said an American lady to the
writer, "or happy or preoccupied, but
they one and all had an expression of
resignation—the only state of mind pos
sible with an English climate." This
is an ingenious explanation. Centuries
of ruin and years of fog may have had
their effect on our looks. There is. in
deed, a certain dignity In the idea.—
London Globe.
One- of TyminH'N Heroic Experiment*
In I*o4 Tyndall performed the ex
periment of separating light from heat.
In the course of the Investigations
which enabled him to do tliis lie made
oue of the most daring experiments
that ever a scientific man ventured 011.
Knowing a layer of lodine placed be
fore the eye intercepted the light, l.e
determined to place his own eye in the
focus of strong invisible rays. He
Vncw that if lu doing so the dark rays
were absorbed In a high degree by the
humors of the eyes the albumen of
the humors might coagulate, and, on
the other hand, if there was 110 high
absorption the rays might strike upon
the retina with a force sulHcient to de
stroy it. When he first brought his
eye undefended near the dark focus the
heat 011 the parts surrounding the pupil
was too Intense to be endured. He
therefore made an aperture in the plate
of the metal and, placing his eye be
hind this aperture, he gradually ap
proached the point of convergence of
the Invisible rays. First the pupil and
next the retina were placed in the focus
without any sensible damage. Imme
diately afterward a sheet of platinum
foil placed in the position which the
retiua had occupied became ml hot
Knf nl Inn.
"Pa, what's a fatalist?"
"A fatalist, my boy, Is a man who
thinks that if it Is his fate to get rich
he will become so without trying."
"Well, pa, do fatalists ever get rich?"
"Never, my boy."—Cincinnati Com
mercial Tribune.
► rove Yonr Manliooil Ity ilntlll.iK on
Bravely After !!<-i i r«-r,
After 12,0<X) of Napoleon** soldiers
had been overwhelmed by the advance
of 75,'KKJ Au«trUn troops he addressed
tticm thus: "I am dls;ile :-ed v>: h you
You huve evinced neither <ii !p!ine nor
valor. You have allowed yourselves to
be driven from positions wl 1 .e it hand
ful of resolute men might ha\e arrest
ed an army. Y'jVl arc no longer French
soldiers, Chief of staff, cause it to be
written on their standards, 'They are
no longer of the army of Italy.'"
In tears the battered veterans re
plied; "We have been misrepresented.
The soldiers of the enemy were three
to one. Try us once more. Place us
In the post of danger and see If we do
not belong to the army of Italy." In
the next battle they were placed In the
van, and they made good their pledge
by rolling back the great Austrian ar
my.
He is a pretty poor sort of man who
loses courage and fears to face the
world Just because he has made a mis
take or a slip somewhere, because his
business lias failed, because his prop
erty has been swept away by some gen
eral disaster or because of other trou
ble Impossible for him to avert.
This is the test of your manhood.
How much is there left In you after
you have lost everything outside of
yourself? If you Uo down now, throw
up your hands and acknowledge your
self worsted there Is not much In you.
But If with heart undaunted and face
turned forward you refuse to give up
or to lose faith In yourself, if you scorn
to beat a retreat, you will show that
the man left In you Is bigger than your
loss, greater than your cross and larger
than any defeat.
"I know no such unquestionable
badge and ensign of a sovereign mind,"
eald Emerson, "as that tenacity of pur
pose which, through all changes of
companions or parties or fortunes,
changes never, bates no Jot of heart or
hope, but wearies out opposition and
arrives at Its port."
It Is men like Ulysses S. Grant, who,
whether lu the conflict of opposing ar
mies on the battlefield or In the wear
and tear of civic strife, fighting against
reverses, battling for a competence for
Ills loved ones, even while the hand of
death lay chill upon him, "bates no Jot
of heart or hope," that wring victory
from the roost forbidding circum
stances. It Is 111 < u like Napoleon, who
refuse to recognize defeat, who declare
that "Impossible" Is not In their vocab
ularies, that accomplish things.—Suc
cess.
:'u O£■OO 0 &■ $ OO'SQO
I ELSIE'S
I GRAY HAT ®
0 o
By M&.r&.vene Kennedy g
& ®
Jgj Cupi/riflfct, IJO3, by T. C. KcClur*
O3®®-3 3 3 3 ®
"The gray hats aren't a very pretty
shade this year," said the saleslady.
"Brown would look well with your
hair. Here's a beauty."
"I'll take this gray one," said Elsie,
unheeding.
In her own room she put the hat on
and studied herself Intently in the mir
ror. Brown would have been more be
coming, she decided. She was too pale
for gray now.
It had been six years since she had
made that promise. It was just as she
bade him goodby. "You look like a pink
rose In that gray hat, darling," he had
said. "I shall expect to see your dear
face under just such a hat when I
come home." So for six years, summer
and winter, she had worn a gray hat
six years In which she had heard from
him but twice and that shortly after
he left.
But she believed In him, loved, ex
cused him. Aweary sometimes, but
never despairing, she remained stead
fast. He had gone to Africa; that was
so far away and offered so many fine
excuses. She feared always for his
safety, but never his constancy.
It was a pretty face the mirror held,
a sweet, womanly face, with a happy
girlish smile. She turned away with a
little sigh and went lightly down the
steps into the street. It was a holiday,
and school teaching was serious work
with conscientious Elsie Wentworth.
She was glad of the rest, the day out
doors, the sunshine and pure air.
"Where are you going, Elsie?"
It was a man's voice and a man's
eyes that gazed into hers, both telling
their love for the slender creature in
the gray hat.
A rich glow came to her pale cheeks.
So stalwart and determined, she felt
afraid of him, afraid he would make
ber love him, make her faithless to
poor, absent Dave.
"I'm going to see Mrs. Young," she
faltered.
He laughed. "It's too bad, dear. Go
011 to the "roods, Elsie. I won't insist
THE NEXT ONE CAME IN fU.OWLT, A SLEN
-1 > Kit, UItACEFUI* CHKATUKK.
on going. I was on my way to your
place. I had hoped for this day with
you."
She laughed tremulously. "I wish
you wouldn't hope, Jack. I'd like to
have you—for—for a friend If only"—
"I'd be content with that. Well, I
won't. I want you for my wife, want
to havo a home with you lu It, want
to have you to go home to, want to
work, plan, save, spend, for you. It's
all you, Elsie. Are yon really going
to Mrs. Young's, dear?"
"Jack," she said firmly, "I don't love
you. I will never marry you. This talk
of yours makes me unhappy. Will you
please not repeat it?"
"Not till I see you again," he said
good humoredly. "Another gray hat,
by Jove!" his eye catching Its fresh
ness. "I believe those gray hats are
my hoodoo. Something is. You love
me all right, my darling. Got a white
hat, Elsie; white, trimmed with blue
cornflowers. Just the color of your
eyes. I think you'd say 'Yes' then."
"I should—then." The strangeness
of her voice held him. "Goodby," she
said lightly and hurried away.
Her eyes grew troubled, piteous. She
did so want to see Dave. It came over
her with a rush Just how unhappy she
was, how lonesome. Her heart ached
almost to bursting. The woods no
longer attracted her. She turned to
ward Mrs. Young's listlessly.
"You're all worn out," said that lady,
with concern. "That gray hat takes
the color out of your face too. Gray's
not becoming, Elsie. Get a blue one
next time."
"Or a green one," said Elsie Irritably.
Brown, white, blue, had been recom
mended. Why not green, red, purple?
Bhe thought desperately.
"You are worn out, that's sure," said
Mrs. Young.
Elsie took off the despised gray hat
and held It lovingly In her slim hands.
It comforted her. She was soon chat
ting away gayly, but her head ached,
and there was a strange heaviness
weighing her down. She wanted to
cry Instead of laugh.
"Wait," said her friend as she was
leaving. "I got a picture yesterday
of Frank and Annie and a friend of
theirs and her husband."
She handed Elsie the picture. There
sura enough were Frank and Annie
Young and—Elsie clutched wildly at
the little cardboard—Dave Brady, with
a woman sitting archly on his knee,
i his eyes gazing nt her adoringly.
"They had them taken that way Just
J for fun," explained Mrs. Young. "An
. nle and Emma were friends years ago,
I and they came across each other last
month at Manila. They've both been
• married the same length of time—three
years—and there's not a month's dlf
-1 ference in the ages of the children.
Emma's is a girl, though."
Elsie rushed blindly out of the house.
Dazed, she made her way home, the
pretty head sadly drooping under the
| faithful gray hat. She laid It off and
( sat down beside It and gave way to
tears, tears that pride had held back
till she was away from prying eyes.
Three years! And she waiting,
watching, hoping, loving. Wife and
baby, home, love, everything to till
his life! And »he? An orphan, living
alone, no one to care whether she came
or went, was glad or sorrowful. She
j sobbed on pitifully. All (light long
' ehe lay awake, going oyer, year by.
year, the time between.
It was almost morn lag before ah*
could believe that Dave wti actually
out of her life and—and—
She aat up In bed and laughoA and
erlod all In a breath. It waa moat
wonderful. She cltmbed out of bed,
found the little gray hat and bit by
bit tore It Into shreda. She laughed
again, then cried again and, all fiuah
ed and roay, lay down and alept peace
fully till long past aunup.
John Stewart aat In hla office listen
ing gravely to hla patient recount hla
Ills. He gave him a prescription,
smiled, asked him about the children,
bowed him out, smiled again and aat
iown to wait the next patient They
came oftener now. A few years before
they bad been few and far between.
The next one came in slowly, a slen
der, graceful creature, with fair,
flushed face peering out shyly from
under a soft white hat covered with
blue cornflowers, the color of her eyes.
"Jack!"
He turned quickly, gave ona swift
look and caught her In bis arms.
"Elsie, my darling!"
Dr. Stewart was certainly not alow
wltted.
"When—how?" he questioned, kiss
ing her all In a breath.
She put her arms around his neck
and hugged him tightly.
"Ever since I knew you." she whis
pered. "I've wanted you—you—you!
Oh, Jack. I can never love you enough
to make up for what I've missed."
He laughed, puzzled, but blissful.
"Then why?" he asked.
She answered his kiss first, smiling
and dimpled, then a frightened look
flashed over the happy face. What—
oh, what if Dave had been true, had
come back! She hugged the doctor
again frantically.
"It was the gray hat," she cried. "It
was a hoodoo. I tore It up last night.
I was never so happy as while pulling
It to pieces."
And that was all the explanation she
ever gave him, but he had the woman
he loved and was as happy as Is good
for mortal to be.
As for Elsie, she wrote Dave a nice,
friendly letter after she was married
and sent his baby a present. She was
so nfrald he might have fleeting mo
ments of remorse, and she felt that
would hardly be fair. Which goes to
show that a woman's reasoning la rath
er complex.
All Read? to Moorm.
Lucy Is a smart young colored wom
an who officiates as maid of all work
In a Brooklyn family. She ia much
esteemed by her mistress and the rest
of the family, and all take a vary
friendly Interest in Lucy and her af
fairs. When, on a recent "afternoon
out," she appeared In a complete ault
of mourning, several Inquiries were
made with regard to her bereavement,
as she had said nothing about tba re
cent death of any relative.
"How long have you been wearing
mourning, Lucy?" asked her mistress.
"Well, 'm, this is Just about the fust
time Ah's worn this yere suit, and it
ain't egzectly mohnln'."
"Not mourning!" was the reply. "Un
less you were swathed In crape you
couldn't wear much deeper mourn
ing."
"Xass'm, Ah know de color's all right
black enough, but Ah Isn't really In
mohnln' yet 'cause he isn't dald yet
You see, Ah's engaged to marry Clar
ence Jones, on' he's daown right low
with an oncnrable disease. No'm;
cahn't possibly git better. An' seein'
as Ah had to hev a new dress Ah
reckoned Ah might as well git mohnln'
right now, then Ah'd be sure to hev It
when Ah needed It"—Brooklyn Eagle.
The Mentis of "Mewa."
Pennant, the naturalist and antiqua
ry, in his "Account of London" (1790)
lays that "on the north side of Charing
Cross stood the royal mews, where the
king's falcons had been kept since tb®
time of Richard III."
"Mews" Is thought to bo derived
from the French muer, Latin mutare,
to change or molt, and to have been
used of a cage for molting birds, a*
muette Is nsed in France for a place in
which horns shed by stags in the for
est are kept by officials of the chase.
As time went on horses were kept In
the lnclosures used at first for hawks,
and the old name waa retained.
In this connection we may quote
Dryden's line,
Wine times the moon hath mew'd her
horns.
and Milton, who speaks of'the eagle
as "mewing Its mighty youth"—L e.,
fresher from its molting, and Shake
speare, who adopts the secondary
meaning. "More pity that the eagle
should be mew'd."
POINTED PARAGRAPHS.
It is well to take time in thinking be
fore making accusations.
A woman who can use her eyee with
effect 1b a dangerous rival.
Women take fright easily over a lov
er's compliments to another of the fair
sex.
There is a species of treason in carry
ing water on both shoulders In a love
affair.
In every man there Is a disposition to
do the grand where women are con
cerned.
It hurts a woman's pride to have an
other woman share with her a man's
attention.
When one man sneers at another It is
fair to presume Jealousy is at the bot
tom of it.
When a man regards himself aa Ir
resistible It Is time to do Bome quiet
thinking and self abnegation.—Philadel
phia Bulletin.
Corresarlo and Hla Lift,
Little 1B known of Corregglo, which
would argue that he was of a retiring
disposition. He was born in the little
town of Corregglo, twenty-four miles
from Parma. In the latter city be was
educated, but In his aeventeenth year
an outbreak of the plague drove his
family to Mantua. By 1514 he was
back in Parmn. For some years he
worked here and painted many famous
pictures. It may have been because of
grief over the death of his young wife,
but at the nge of thirty-six, Indiffer
ent to fame and fortune, he retired to
the little town where he was born. All
that is known regarding his death Is
the date, March 5, 1534.—Charles H.
Oaffin In St. Nicholas.
Fnarral Garland*.
A custom prevailed and continued
even down to recent years of making
funeral garlands on the death of young
nnmnrrled women of unblemished char'
acter. These garlands were made some
times of metal and sometimes of nat
ural flowers or evergreens and com
monly having a white glove in the cen
ter on which were inscribed the name
nn<l initials and age of the
This gurland was laid on or carried be
fore the coflln during Its passage to the
grave und afterward frequently hung
up In the church, generally being sus
pended from the roof. It was usual in
the primitive church to place crowns
of flowers on the beads of deceased vir-
No. 14.
COOKING IN QUEER PLACES.
Koala ParUk*> at la IMalt aa*
Dlaaora Bate* later Water.
One of Blondin's most applauded
feats was making an omelet while bal
ancing on hi* rope at a dizzy height
When crossing Niagara he performed
this calinary exploit which he sub
sequently repeated in England in mauy
strange sltuatlona, not the least being
above the Thames, which he crossed
more than once.
The summit of Salisbury's spire was
used as a kitchen In 1G55, when a
plumber named Handley, having sur
mounted its height of 400 feet proceed
ed with the utmost nonchalance to cook
an ample repast consisting of a shoul
der of mutton and a couple of fowla.
Again, In 17<J2, when the same spire
stood In need of repair James Qrlst t*
whom the Job was Intrusted, cooked
and ate a dish of beans and bacon, to
the astonishment of the crowd collect
ed below.
On one occasion five adventurous
spirits, under the leadership of a cer
tain Pierre Kouband, taking with them
cooking utensils, scaled the spire of
Bayeux cathedral. On reaching tbo
gigantic gilded statue of St Michael,
which then stood on the summit, they
proceeded to cook their dinner, which
they ate with great gusto, much to the
amazement of the onlookers, whose
health they drank at the conclualon of
the feast
In the tower of Erfurt cathedral
hangs a huge bell ten feet high and
thirty feet In circumference, weighing
thirteen tons. Within this in July,
1713, dined ten of the town's most cp
ulent burghers on dishes cooked In a
kitchen temporarily erected on tho
beam that supported the ponderous
mass of tlntinnabulary metal. To cel
ebrate this repast medals were struck,
having on the obverse the portraits of
the guests and on the reverse the rep
resentation of the curious scene.
A diving bell was some years since
utilized as a kitchen to supply a repast
for half a dozen convives who, for a
wager, had undertaken to cook and oat
a dinner of half a dosen courses be
neath the water. This entertainment
which took placo at Naplea, was held
in emulation of a somewhat similar
achievement by six gentlemen who had
used a diving bell for partaklag of a
meal cooked on board a barge moored
near at hand. %
In 1706 one James Austin laid ft
wager of £IOO that he would cook a
plum pudding ten feet beneath the sur
face of the Thames, near Rotherhltho.
The bet was readily accepted, and
many people flocked to the appointed
locale to watch this strange exhibition
of the culinary art. Inclosed in a tin
pan In the center of a sack of lime, the
pudding was lowered beneath the wa
ter, where for two houra and a half It
remained. It waa then taken up and
partaken of by a committee, who de
clared that Austin had won hla wager,
the pudding being, If anything, over
done.—London Tlt-Blta.
Cronje'a Surrender.
The capitulation of Cronje and hla
4,000 men on the anniversary of Majn
ba day, 1900, will be remembered aa
long aa any incident of the Boer war.
An onalaught made by the Canadians,
who had intrenched themselves eighty
yards from the Boer position In tho
river bed at Taardeburg, waa greeted
not by a storm of musketry, aa had
been expected, but by the appearance
of three white flags hastily thrust
above the parapet of ttae Boer trench
es. Then a horseman appeared, carry
ing another white flag and Intent on
arranging a meeting between the gen
erals. Forth frem the laager came
presently two men, one mounted on a
white pony, In his hand a sjambok,
wearing a brown felt hat and a huge
overcoat nothing of hla face vlslbla
but a thicket of hair and two glowing
sparks for eyes. This was Cronje, who
had kept the British army at bay for
ten days with no better shelter than
could be afforded him by a deep river
bod. "I am glad to meet so brave a
man," said Lord Roberts, but he re
fused to accept anything short of un
conditional surrender. Cronje's reply to
the terms of the capitulation was
short, but effective. "Ja," bo blurted
out—London Globe.
To Present Rust.
A good mixture for use aa a slush to
prevent the rusting of machinery Is
made by dlsaolvlng an ounce of cam
phor In a pound of melted lard; skim
off the Impurities and add enough black
lead to give the mixture an Iron color.
After cleaning the machinery carefully
smear on the mixture. It can be left
Indefinitely, or if wiped off after twen
ty-four hours will prevent rust for
some time. When removed, the metal
should be polished with a aoft cloth.—
Blacksmith and Wheelwright
Brotherly Lore.
Two brothers were fined at tho Strat
ford police court for fighting In the
street "He struck me, and I bit him,"
pleaded one brother. "But It waa quite
friendly, air," he hastened to add. "Ho
Is my brother, and I haven't seen him
for a long time."—London MalL
Poaterlty'a Htrrnfe.
Foreign Visitor (In tho year 2050)
You don't seem to have any family
trees In this country. Native American
—No; our ancestors destroyed the laat
of our forests more than a hundred
years ago.—Exchange.
Ties and Time.
She—What Is the difference betwee*
a made np tie and one you tie yourself?
He—Oh, about half an hour.—Caasett'a
Journal.
Mar Camera.
Games help to form character to •
wonderful extent and I do not know
any means by which you can ao quick
ly arrive at an estimate of human
character, of individuality, of person
ality, as you can by watching people at
games or engaged In any sport that
calls for endurance, patience, celerity
of mind and body. The school with a
good record tor games is almoet al
ways in the front rank of scholarship.
—Dr. Warre.
Former Experleaee Palatal.
The young woman had Just said no.
"Have you ever been rejected before,
Mr. Huddleston?" she asked sympa
thlzlngly and almost tenderly.
"Once," be said, a spasm of pain con
torting his features at the recollection,
"by a life Insurance company. I tell
you It hart—that time."—Chicago Trib
une.
Help Other*.
Help others and bleea yourself. Drive
tte cloud from the brow of a Mead to
distress, and you open the windows foe
an effulgent* of light upon your wrt
heart—Detroit Free Press.
Hla Experience.
His Friend—Money talks. The Pro
moter—Yes, but sometimes lfs mighty
hard to get it to listen.—Now York
Press.
To tell a man with a cold In hla bead
that colds always attack tho weakest
syot is insult to injury.