SPIN CHEERFULLY. Hpiu cheerfully, Not tearfully. Though wearily you plod, hpiu carefully Spin prayerfully, But leave the thread to Ood. The shuttle of His purpose move To carry out His own design. Seek not too aoon to disapprove His work, nor yet assign Dark motives, when with silent dread You view each sombre fold; For 10, within each darker thread, There shines a thread of gold. Spin cheerfully, Not tearfully, He knows the way you plod; Spin carefully. Spin prayerfully, But leas-e the thread with God. iciTn?raring'sNelgHDQr i 0 BY JENNY WHEN. 112 • -m. • Clint Loring had fallen almost asleep in his chair on that warm Sep tember evening. He had been bend ing over his easel all day, and was worn out in mind and body. Painting for amusement and paint ing to keep the wolf from the door he found to be a totally different matter. In days gone by his studio had been constantly thronged, not with buyers (he had no need to foster his genius), but with friends and admirers—those who smoked his cigars and drank his wine, as tliey diluted on the merits of his pictures. He had ncithev the one nor the other now to offer them, and the pic tures seemed to have lost their charm. Fortunately, there were a few dealers who cared more for art than the artist, and so when Clint one morning wakened to find himself practically beggared, he determined to make his talents available, and so ho quietly moved away from the large and expen sive quarters lie had so luxuriously furnished to the plain upper room where we now find him dreaming, perhaps, of the past, when suddenly a woman's voice, rich, sweet and clear, breaks upon his reverie. He starts, awakened in an instant, and listens to the end. It is in the very room next his own. Nothing but a thin partition divides the two. Only last night a man's tread, heavy and somewhat uncertain, denoted its occupant. Tonight all had been silence, until the pure notes rang out upon the evening air. Somehow they lingered in Clint Loring's dreams that night,again with an echo of the dim past, when he had stalls at the opera by the season, and could gratify the very passion for music which possessed him. The room had had many tenants since he had occupied his own; but, with the next morning's dawning, his first thoughts flew to his neighbor, with a regretful wonder whether she, too, would be fleeing like the rest. It se mied not, for, as the days merged into weeks, there were many moments when Clint would forget his palette and brush, and listen en tranced. He grew to feel a strange interest in his unknown neighbor. Never yet had he been able to catch a glimpse of lier face. Sometimes a light, quick step would pass his door, but, let him turn his head howsoever quickly, it had disappeared. One night, returning home, rather later than usual, he caught sight, just ahead, entering the door, o! a stylish, girlish figure, which ran lightly and Swiftly ahead of him up the stairway. The figure was graceful, the dress plain,but he had little time to observe either as she hurried into her room and closed the door. A sudden impulse caused him to re trace his steps, and when next he ap peared, he bore carefully in his arms • rosebush full of blossoms. He lieither paused nor hesitated until he stood at his neighbor's threshold, when lie knocked, A moment later the door opened, and the owner of the room stood revealed before him. It was a face worthy the voice. A little worn, a little pale, perhaps, for beauty, but with its wondering blue eyes and framework of Titian hair, one could easily imagine liow perfect would be the picture, with here and there an added dash of color. Both stood in silence, she inquir ingly, he wondering how he should begin, when he spoke: "Yon will pardon my intrusion, I ope, but I fear if I leave these flowers my room they will fade and wither, lave not much time to give attention such things. May I leave them with /oil?" "Oh, how lovely! Indeed, indeed on may! Thauk you, very much," toopinsr to kiss one of the blossoms .if the plant she held in her hands. "But how came you to think of me, u stranger?" "I had heard you sing, and I knew you were a woman, and all women love flowers. May I come in and tell you more about it? My name is Clint Loring, and I am your next-door neighbor. If I wait to be formally I fear I shall never know r you." For a minute she hesitated, then a bright smile lit up her face, as she looked into the honest eyes awaiting an answer to his question. Handsome eyes they were, too, which had found their way to many a woman's heart. So she answered: "Yes, you may come in. It seems strange to receive visitors, but I bid you welcome. lam Mrs. Andrews." Did his ears deceive him? Was that young girl a wife? Perhaps a widow, he thought, with a glance at lier black dress, since she seems alone «nd desolate. Yet she was not alone; for, as he crossed the threshold, he noticed in the corner ail old woman knitting. "It is my aunt," she explained. "She is growing very old, but 1 dread the time when sh<> will leave me nloue. Aunt, this is a friend of mine, Mr. Loring.' The old womun looked up only for a moment, as though nothing could longer detain her from her work. "It's not Henry," she muttered. "Henry will never come again." In other days, many women had smiled at Clint Loring, drawing him, they hoped, to their feet, but nil had failed. He had gone on in his bright, happy, careless way, until the crash came, and then, without even a fare well word, he had taken his pride and his poverty out of their sight, lost in the great city. But a strange, sweet intimacy sprung up between him and his next door neighbor. The rose he had taken her blossomed as no rose had ever done before, and it grew to be a nightly occurrence that he should leave a little offering of flowers ox fruit at her door. All day, when she was absont giving the vocal lessons by which she lived, and he hard at work over his easel,his thoughts were with her. She had told him something of her early life—her girlhood—but nothing of her marriage; from that she shrank as from a blow. But still the old woman in the corner muttered of "Henry." She never heeded what they said, nor seemed to have a thought beyond her knitting, save the utterance of that one name. So the weeks sped into months,and winter was upon them, when Clint's heart called out against further silence, and demanded food for its hunger. He never doubted its answer, as he entered Edna Andrews's to ask her to be his wife. Their intercourse had been one of purest friendship—no talk of love had ever entered in; but still he felt she loved him,even as he knew he had given her the worship of his soul. Her patient endurance —her noble courage—her true womauhood—had first aroused the feeling; but it had grown and strengthened, until it formed part of himself. So, in the winter twilight, he told his story, and, in the shadow, did not note the great start his listener gave —how ashy white grew her face. A moment's silence fell between them, as he told the story of his love. Then she spoke, but her voice was harsh, as though struggling to choke down unbidden sobs: "From you, Mr. Loring, I did not expect this. Iha 1 grown to regard you really as a friend—to feel I had in you a protector—to lean upon the rock you seem to have afforded me— and, lo! I find it all quicksand. How could you? how could you?" and the slight frame shook with the passion of sods which at last overcame her. "Edna, what do you mean? Have I, then, judged you so wrongly that the mention of my love thus agitates you? An honest man's love is no re proach. Forgive me, if I have erred and startled you from your repose. In my hope of taking you from this lifo of toil, in sharing with you all I have— which, thank God, is enough for both —I forgot to break it gently. I am not a rich man, Edna, as you know; but I am succeeding in my art beyond my anticipations, and I could have offered you a home more worthy of you, my darling. Do you so shrink from the thought of becoming my wife?" "Your wife?" she almost gasped. "What else, Edna, could I offer the woman who has opened my eyes to a perfect womanhood?" "Your wife? yours? Am I not a wife already—deserted and betrayed, it is true, but bound, hand and foot, by the fetters he has forged?" "Yes, yes, Henry will come back!" muttered the old woman, in her corner. "You hear her? It is he of whom she speaks—Henry, my husband. Listen and I will tell you all. It is your due. I married him when I was but sixteen, attracted by a handsome face, a few loving words. Well, he won me, no matter how. I had not been his bride three weeks before he told me he had married me for my dowry—that he needed money, and must have more. Then I obtained it; but my father, a rich farmer, grew tired of my repeated demands, and refused me more. When I told him this, he struck me, in his auger, and left the house. I never seen him since. He forged my father's name for a large amount, obtained the money, and fled the country. It is his anut, not mine, of whom I have the care. She is always looking for his return. My parents died soon after, and my father was so incensed that he left me'penuiless. Yet, thank Ood, I have youth and strength, and though I never again can listen to your words of love, though we must part today, perhaps never again to meet on life's highway,l shall remem ber that ono true man has loved me." With au ashy face he heard her to the end. Her eyes, looking into his with a great despair, told him what lier lips dared not utter, but in them was a resolution as well, which he dared not combat. He rose like one stricken,turned to ward the door,then retraced his s*eps, and opening his amis, clasped her in an embrace she was powerless to resist, rained passionate kisses upon cheek, brow and lip, then, without another word, went out into the night. The next morning found him tossing in high fever, unconscious and delir ious. The long excitement, constant work, with this last shock, had been more than even his strong frame could endure, and it had given way at last, and cast him adrift and helpless in the lever's strong hold. For weeks he lay hovering between life and death; but when he opened his heavy eyes, it was on the pale, worn face of the woman whom he loved, who had mingled in all his dreams, that rested,and his first ques tion was: "Why did you no' leave me ? Why return for a second parting?'' • 'Because—because,' 'she whispered, in answer, while a wondrous light beamed in her eyes, "I need never leave you, Clint, if you will keep me. lam free, dear. The news of my re lease came to me after you were taken ill. My husband died a year ago— died as wretchedly as he has lived. The disappointment was more than his aunt could bear, aud she, too, lies under the sod. I am alone in the world today. Clint, have you room for me?" With a wonder if it were not still delirium, and a prayer that it might last forever, Clint Loring opened his arms, and tho weary, storm-tossed woman had found rest at last—rest and love. Clint lost his neighbor—he found his wife.—Saturday Night. HIGH PRICES FOR LAND. More Th in $.'130 Per Square Foot Paid for a Lot in New York. The most valuable plat of ground in this country, at least, the oue that has commanded the highest price, is lo cated at the corner of Broad aud Wall streets, New York city, in the heart of the great financial district. Several years ago, says the Washington Star Mr. Wilkes established a record for high-priced realty by paying 8168,000 for 508 square feet of ground on this site, or $330.70 per square foot. The immensity of this rate of valua tion cau best be appreciated by meas uring off a square foot of space and then comparing its dimensions with those of $330 in money. Such a com parison will show that if Mr. Wilkes had paid for his property in one-dol> lar bills he would have been able to cover his entire lot with 82 layers of greenbacks, or he could have paved it with four tiers of silver dollars placed edge to edge as closely as they would lie. Doubtless if the worthy Dutch burghers of New Amsterdam could return to earth they would be as tounded to learn the value of the land on which they pastured their cows 200 years ago. Though no other piece of ground has commanded an equal price per foot, there are several other plats in NQW York city which are quite equal to the Wilkes property in value. For example, a considerably larger lot on the northwest corner of Nassau and Pine streets, one block above the Wilkes property, was sold last year for $250 per square foot, and the op posite corner of the same streets, in cluding (50115 feet, was bought by the Hanover National bank f0r51,350,000. The lot on the corner of Broadway and Maiden lane, and the site of the Commercial Cable company's build ing in Broad street, are also properties that could be covered fifty deep with dollar bills out of their purchase price. Probably the largest amount ever paid for the site of a single building was that given by the Broadway Bealty company for the lot on which the Bowling Green building has beeta erected. This sky-scraper, which is the largest in the city, extends from Broadway through to Greenwich street, and covers 20,152 feet of ground, for which $3,000,000 was paid. This is $102.00 per foot, and though the price per foot is less than has been paid for several other plats, the total represents an enormous sum to pay merely for the ground on which to erect oue building. One peculiar effect in real estate values that has followed the sky-scraper era is the extraordinary price which has been put upon sites that are suitable for very high build ings. Spots with open surroundings, on which other lofty structures are not likely to be built, are, of course, the most desirable for this purpose, and such places are few in tho city of New York. The result is that many buildings which are already very prof itable are being torn down to make room for the erection of sky-scrapers. Child Saved by a lSr*ar. liesidents of Apalachin, N. Y.. had a bad scare recently, when the four year-old child of Henry Kathburn started out alone to look for trailing arbutus. It was half an hour before she was missed, and then all trace of the little one was lost. Her distracted father and his neighbors joined in the search. While passing through a ravine they were startled to seo an uncouth object shambling toward them some distance up the road, carrying a bundle in its mouth. Closer inspection proved to the terrified searchers that the ob ject was a bear and the bundle a child. It is many years since a bear was seen in this section, but the men, though unarmed, prepared to give battle, one of their number going back for help. But the bear trotted toward tliem as though totally unconcerned,and when a few yards away carefully laid down the child it was tyirrying by its dress. When the men approached and took up the little <• ; lie bear did not show fight,and a cio . investigation proved he had a ring in his nose. Later it was found the bear belonged to an Italian who was camping in a nearby barn, making a tour of the country. He hail purchased tho animal when a cub and reared him in a New York tenement, where he was allowed to play with the children, and it was there he had learned the trick of car vying the little ones.—New York Press. AVliere Old Hats Are Popular. The inhabitants of the Indian ocean, have an extraordinary fancy for old hats, and a regular trade in such cast off headgear is carried on between Cal cutta and Nieobar, the most desired head pieces being paid for in cocoannts. A tall chimney-pot is the favorite among the Nicobarinns, and the acme of fashion is considered to be a high white hat with a black hat band. This is worth from fifty to sixty cocoannts, and is worn by the Nicobarian dandy when he goes out fishing, the rest of his attire consisting solely of a waist- Ci'.t. THE- Proper Succession of Vegetable*. Among the commonest mistakes in planting the farm garden is that of not providing for a proper succession of vegetables. Too often only one variety of peas, sweet corn, etc., is planted; there is feast while the sup ply lasts, then famine. Plant several of the standard varieties so as to keep up the supply as long as possible. Quality of Bran. Millers take good care not to leave flour in bran in these days, though they also sell the bran as a byproduct for much more than it is worth to feed. But iu the olden times when a good deal of flour was mixed with the bran,aud the latter was much cheaper and also better tliau it is now, we knew farmers who objected to having the white, starchy flour show too plainly either in brau or fine middlings. The valuable parts of both of these feeds in those days were the gluten, which is rather dark colored. Now the gluten is carefully saved,aud most of it goes into the new process flour. Hence as bran has been increasing in price, it has deteriorated in quality, and is no longer so cheap a feed as lin seed or cotton-seed meal or even as oats where these meals canuot be ob tained.—Boston Cultivator. The Dishorning of Cattle. Civilization is transforming nature in surprising ways. The dishorning of cattle is an example, as this prac tice is gaining favor so rapidly that hornless cattle may be expected soou to become the rule, rather than tho exception. The first objections were that it is cruel and unnatural. The early method of dishorning with a saw was undoubtedly slow and painful, but specially constructed clippers are now used that often remove a horn in a single second, and with so little suffering that feeding is continued as usual, and the operation is really hu mane, the frequent injuries in herds from goriug being prevented. The horns have become utterly useless, being no longer needed as protection against natural enemies. In calves less than three weeks old the embryo horns can be removed with one stroke of a sharp knife, or they can be treated with a caustic sufficient ly powerful to destroy them. For three years the Maine experiment sta tion has dishorned calves by rubbing the horns four or five times with caustic potash. In every case but one the operation has been successful, the calf in exception having reached the age of thirty-five days before treat ment, with the result that dwarfed horns an inch or an inch and a half long were subsequently developed.— Philadelphia Record. Hybrid Perpetual Hose*. A correspondent of Yick's Magazine says that an admirable way to grow almost any of the hybrid perpetual roses is by pegging them down in the garden. Plants grown in way furnish mauy more flowers than when grown in the regular way. The young shoots of each season's growth are pegged down in the fall, by using small sticks placed often enough to keep tho brauches fastened solid. In layiug the branches down, leave none nearer together than eight or ten inches; after a bush has been pegged down several years the space will be come crowded and theu the old wood cau be cut away to give room for the new branches. The new shoots should never be pegged down when in a growing condition,but when the wood has ripened oil' and become dormant iu the fall is the proper time to do the work. The rationale of the pegging down process is this: The rose bush has a latent bud at every joint of the plant, which is only waiting for a good chance to grow and produce blossoms. Planted in tho ordinary way only those at the top of the bush have much of an opportunity to develop, but when laid down every one of the latent buds has an equal chance in tho distribution of sap, moisture and sunshine, and few of them will fail to grow and bloom. A bed of roses grown iu this way pre sents a grand appearance, as the sur face of the soil is nearly hidden by tho foliage, above which the lovely roses are growing thickly. These bushes need enriching often, as they are be ing forced so hard, and a good dress ing of well-rotted stable manure every fall is a necessity. Where the Fat Corner From. Chemically considered, fats of all kinds, starch, coal and vegetable fibre are only so many different forms of carbon. Even the diamond iscrystal ized carbon. It has been supposed by old-time scientists that the different forms were mostly not interchange able. But modern science has suc ceeded in transmitting one form of carbon into others. That this can be done by chemical skill has not, how ever, given most chemists greater faith in the ability of nature to do this by her own means aud without their help. There has for example been a long-standing doubt amoug chemists whether the fat of animals, including' the butter fats taken from the milk of cows, coulil possibly be the products of the various carbo-hydrates taken by such animals as food. From such vegetable fats as can be found in such feeds as linseed and cotton-seed meal, they might see how the process of ui gestion might change these into ani mal fats, or even into the cream-nud butter fats thnt are found in milk. There is a small proportion of vege table fat or oil in com or other grains. Ho far, the effect of feeding corn to fatten might be explained, but beyond that science had far less intelligent theories on this subject than had the mass of farmers, who believed what they saw and felt quite sure that the fat of fattened animals as well as the butter made from the milk of cows were all derived from food, which, so far as conhl be seen, hail no fat but only starch or other forms of carbo hydrates in its composition. At last the scientists have been obliged to concede that the conclu sions arrived at by the hard, practical common sense of fanners were cor rect. The New York state experiment station at, Geneva has been conducting a series of experiments in fattening cattle on corn meal from which all the oils that existed as oil in this grain were removed. Every particle of food given was .weighed, as well as the ex cretions, which were analyzed to show their chemical character. It was found that the proteid compounds were very largely excreted from the system, though there was some gain in flesh from this source. The greater part of the gain was in the increased amounts of fat on all parts of the body. This was thus conclusively shown to be the product of the starchy carbo hydrates that were eaten by the cows, and by them changed into other forms of animal fats, including butter. All of this was generally guessed at by most farmers. But it is interest ing to know that the question has been investigated bv scientific methods and that the theories on this subject which the majority of farmers have always held have been proved to be founded 011 scientific certainties.— American Cultivator. Farm ami Garden Notes. Grit must be sharp. Do not feed glass for grit. In grading up use a pure bred male on your best females. The average weight of the sheep marketed last year was eighty-five pounds. If the farming tools are out of re pair, better have them fixed up right away so as to be ready for business. Weeds will soon be bobbing up hare aud there and we must get right after them; it's the only way to keep ahead of them. There is profit in poultry when raised on a farm, so that waste prod ucts can be utilized and all food sup plied at producer's cost. If lambs are docked when they are from ten days to two weeks old, there is little danger of either bleeding or undue soreness resulting. A chicken full of pin feathers, just developing its permanent coat, is in the worst possible shape to withstand sudden change aud cold storms. It has been estimated that if farm ers could be induced to discard scrubs and use only pure breeds, the increase in value of poultry products would be fully 100 per cent. While light seeding* of clover and grass sometimes give good stands, yet liberal seeding is the safer plan, par ticularly when the seeds named are low in price. Sow when ground is honeycombed. The legumes should be more exten sively grown, they make the best of feeds and besides they improve the laud. Those of our readers located in southern and south central latitudes should investigate the merits of the stock pea. 111 few sections where clover thrives is it worth while to look around for anything better in the way of a legu minous crop, for while the clover pro duces a paying crop übove ground, it also develops a root growth si;'Anient to fertilize the soil. What have you providoj the hens to grind the grain with this winter? If near a lake or stream, where a load of washed sand cau be had, it will be a tine thing to cover the floors of the coops with every time you clean up. Sand should be kept dry. Someone has remarked: The cow it mother of the beef steer, servant 01 the pig, and savior of the debtor far mer. If any one doubts that she is queen of beasts let him admit, at least, that the cow is the foundation of successful agriculture. As the best bred animals cannot produce paying results without good feeding and care, neither can the best improved varieties of grain produce paying crops without a liberal supply of plant food and a thorough pi epara tion of the seed bed followed by good cultivation. A mi\ture of four parts wheat bran, one part corn chops aud one-half part cotton-seed meal is about the best and cheapest winter feed for chickens that cau be bought. The writer has been using the same with great satisfaction this fall and winter,and shall continue to use it as long as its laudable results continue. That Settles It. With the bloem and beauty ot the season, its balmy airs and delightful temperature, we feel like living with new life, and are therefore often very careless in taking care of ourselves. It is this forgetfulness that lays us liable to attacks of rheumatism, the more liable because we think there is little danger of its coming on, but rheumatism is an easy thing to take and sometimes a hard thing to get rid of unless we take the advice of others and learn that the best way pos sible is to use St. Jacobs Oil. It has been used so long us a sure cure that this advice is given In good faith from the testimony oi thousands. \ It is the Chinese custom to inaugurate a btlglnesH venture with a display of fire woks. Beauty IB mood Deep. Cloak blood means a clean skin. No beauty without it. Cascarcts, Candy Cathar tic clean\our blood and keep it clean, by stirring up tho lazy liver and driving all im purities fro lib the body. Begin to-day tc banish pimpfag, boils, blotches, blackheads, and that sicklyjiiliotis complexion by taking Cascarcts, —beauty for ten cents. All drug gists, satisfaction The proportion of, blind poople in the world isßoo to every 1,0ft0,000. 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