THE OLD YEAR AND THE NEW. The Old Year goes away; her eyes are sad— The eyes of one who hopes or fears no more. Snow la upon hor hair; gray mists have clad A form the vesture of the Spring which wore. '1 ho now buds quicken now beneath the olay; Hut not for her—the Old Year goes away. The New Year enters In; a happy child, Who looks for flowers to 1111 her out stretched hand, And knows not fear although tho winds be wild. Soon shall the birds be singing in the land, On the young leaves tho pattor of soft rain. And violets ope'—the New Year comes again. 80 with this mortal life; now young, now old, A Spring which never dreams of frost and PUOW, Slimmer and Autumn—then the tale ia told; With tired step, in wintry days we go. God grant a wakening on some happier shore, Where the lost youth and joy come back once more! —Mary George, In Chambers's Journal. nnffllEl BY FRANK FARRINQTON. Bob Newell loved Mattie Hendry. She was a brisk little stenographer and bookkeeper employed by the cycle company of which the senior Newell was president. Bob was a ■well dressed fellow whose mission in life seemed to be the compassing of his own amusement. When he asked Mattie to marry him she said— "Bob, yon know I love you—no, wait ! Listen to what I have to say. You've never done a thing toward supporting yourself, nnd -while your lather mny be willing to share his in come with you to au extent which would permit you to marry, you woulil not desire that, nor should I. Even if our pride did not prevent such a course our judgment would, for if he should lose his money you wouldn't havo th ■ faintest notion of how to earn enough to keep us. I am going to make this condition: when you have secured a paying position and saved ii?sooof your own earnings, then we will be married. Do not thing me hard and mercenary, dear. I truly love you, but I want to start right." A long and rather businesslike speech for a young woman to make iu answer to a declaration of love from a man whow she loved; but Mattie Hendry had a cool head,and her heart was under its control. Of course Bob acknowledged the wisdom of her words,for he was really ft sensible fellow, and he left her with a re'olve that on the next day he would search for a position aud begin to save money. The following morning he surprised his lather by asking him where he cc-ld find work. Mr. Newell, after assuring himself that his son was iu earnest, asked— "Well, Robert, what can yon do?" "Not a thing, father, that any one would pay me for." "Do you waut to lcurn a profes sion V" "No, no—that takes too long, I cannot spare the time." "Well, then," said the older man, "are you willing to begiu at the bottom of some trade, or would you rather have a clerkship somewhere ?" "I believe," replied Bol* "that I shall have to learn a trade. V shonld like that of a machinist. If I have any natural talent it is in that direc tion. " So Bob decided togo into the ma chine of the cycle company, and b 'gin at the foot of the ladder. He dul so well there that he began climb ing upward even in the first year; at the end of the second he had saved S3OO and hoped for promotion, as the assistant foreman of his department had been advanced and his position was to be filled from the shop; but a man younger thau Bob, though of greater experience, was cousidered more suitable for the place. This other man was James Dant, a showy looking fellow who lived next door to the Hendrys, a circumstance which enabled him to frequently walk to and from tho factory with Miss Hendry, a privilege of which he seemed glad to avail himself, much to the annoyance of Newell. He was not jealous ofi Dant; but he felt that despite his fair outside appearance he was uutrustworthy, and not a fit com panion for a good woman. He told Mattie 80, but of course she only laughed at him, girl fashion. "James is all right," she said con fidently. "We have been neighbors •ver since we were children." "Is that sufficient to prove him of good character?" said Newell, sarcas tically. "Don't be hateful, Bob. And don't be imaginative. I won't let Dant walk home with me if you object. Bnt I'm sure there is no harm in him." Bob wasn't; so he watched the smooth spoken young man,and found that he had steady acquaintances, kept late hours, and gambled. "I guess I shall get that vacancy," mused Bob; and he worked harder than ever. The factory hands were paid every two weeks, in cash in envelopes, and as there were some 500 of them, the pay roll amounted to over #7500. One Saturday afternoon Mr. Hamley, the manager, brought up to the office the money, leaving Miss Hendry to put it into the envelopes. Ho had no sooner left her when the door re-opened and a man entered. He was well dressed, a stranger, and smilingly bade Mattie "Good afternoon" as he advanced. When near her he suddenly drew a revolver aud said iu a low \oice— "Hand over that currency, miss, and those filled envelopes, too—yon heard me! Be ouick'" Mattie was a brave girl. "You shall not have the money ! Shoot if you dare!" she er.claiined. But the stranger jumped over the rail nud grasped her throat with one hand while with the other he .stuffed the money into his pocket. She tried to scream, but he forced her from the chair to the floor, and as she gasped and ceased to breathe he walked out of tho office with a sang froid which would have deceived eveD Mr. Hamley had he met him. It may have been a minute, it may have been five, that the girl lay there before the door opened and Dant walked in. Seeing her prostrate form he went to her and, succeeded in re storing her to consciousness just as the manager returned. Both listened to her story, told rather disconnect edly; then Dant called a carriage with the avowed intention of taking her home,and Mr. Hamley went to inform the police of the robbery. About an hour before the thief entered the office, Bob Newell, work ing at a bench observed a man watch ing the factory from a house across the way. There was nothing in this to cause comment, bnt Bob soon saw that Dant was hovering near, his eyes on the man, and evidently nervous. When Mr. Hamley presently came out of the office, Dant's agitation in creased; he passed the window, wav ing his handkerchief with feigned carelessness. The man over the way at once left his position and crossed the street, disappearing up the office steps. All of these movements Newell watched with growing interest, but with no thought of any dauger until, upon the Granger's coming out agaiu and walking hurriedly away, Dant made some trivial excuse nud went down to the office. Newell wondered what called him there, but made no movement until he saw Dant assist Miss Hendry, who seemed ill, into a carriage aud drive away. "Something has happened to Mattie," Newell thought, and filled with alarm he ran down stairs, reach- j ing the front of the office just as the : carriage disappeared around the cor ner of the street in which the Hen drys lived. He ran after it, aud saw it disappear through a gateway a short distance down the aveuue, Mattie lived at its extreme end. Something was radically wrong. Bob ran up to a policeman who at that moment came from a side street. "Smith, you are the very man I want. There has been trouble at tho office, I don't know what, and one of the workmen, Dant, has taken Miss Hendry, the stenographer, away iu a closed carriage. It has entered the private grounds of one of those fine houses you see iu the distance. Go and see where there are fresh wheel tracks from the road across the walk, j I suppose you canuot arrest any one on mere suspicion, but if all wore right Miss Hendry would have been taken homo instead of to that place. I will go into Doctor Brown's office here, borrow a coat and follow you." The policeman weut down the avenue, easily found the tracks lead ing from the freshly spriukled street into the grounds of one of the houses, nnd strolled beck to meet Newell. The two then went directly to the house aud raug the door bell. A burly Irishman, looking entirely out of place, appeared, and in reply to Newell's inquiry said there was no Miss Hendry there, aud no such man as James Dant. nor did he know of any carriage driving in recently. The policemau was without author ity, so nothing conld be done; but New ell, firmly convinced that he was on the right track, left Smith on guard, hurried back to the office, and found there the chief of police and two de tectives with Mr. Hamley. To tliera he told his story from the begiuniug, j aud taking the three officers with him, weut back to the suspected house. They found the door fastened, nud receiving no response to repeated summons, finally broke it in, only to find the place apparently deserted; but as Smith declared that no one had left it they began a search which re sulted iu fiudiug Miss Hendry locked in a closet, while in the cellar were Dant, the Irishman and the thief. The last uamed was the only one of the trio who was armed, aud when he saw the muzzles of three revolvers pointing his way he made haste to surrender, aud turned over the money which he still had in his pockets. The party, prisoners and all, re turned to the factory, and after tell ing Mr. Hamley the story of the cap ture the police departed with the criminals, leaviug Newell, Mr. Hamley and Miss Hendry together. Mr. Ham lev was the first to speak. Turning to Newell he said "Young man, you have done us a great service today,and I do not know whether we owe more to your persist ence or to Miss Hendry's courage. I am going to take the liberty, how ever, of giving each of you iu behalf of the company, $250. And by the way, Newell, you may now consider yourself assistant superintendent of yonr department. The efforts of the two to thank him he waved aside, bidding Newell take Miss Hendry home before the effect of the excitement came. If the lovers stopped in the narrow hall for a mo ment it can be nobody's busiuess but their own. Hll Story "Goen" Until H«i l>oe». There is in Crowley county a big two-fisted farmer who has the reputa tion of being the biggest liar in the township. But he will fight at the drop of the hat, nud men are very chary of accusing him. The other day he went into Dexter and told that he had a nine-mouth-old calf that gave three quarts at a milking, and, after recounting this story, the paper said, "Mr. Horrell is still in town, and we are convinced that that calf is a won der."—Kansas City Journal | CHILDREN'S COLUMN. j Bound Me. "A lesson in geography, With all the states to bound." My boys grew sober in a trice, Anil shook their heads and frowned; And this was in the nursery, Where only smiles are found. Then suddenly up jumped Boy Blue— Youngest of all is he— And stood erect beside my chair. "Mamma," he cried, "bound me!* And all the other lads looked up, With faces full of glee. I gravely touched his curly head: "North by a litt.le pate That's mixed in mental 'rithmetio, And 'can't get fractions straight That never knows what time it is, Nor where are books or slate. "South by two feet—two restless feet, That never tire of play, Yet never fail to gladly run (Even on a holiday) On others' errands willingly, In most obliging way. "East by a pocket stuffed and crammed With, oh! so many things— With tops and toys and bits of wood Anil pennies, knives and strings, And by a little list that lacks The glow that water brings. "West by the same, and well explored The pocket by the fist. The capital two rosy lips, All ready to be kifsod! And darling, now I've bounded you. The class may be dismissed." —Marcia Bradbury Jordan. Horn in Dewey Arch. Dewey, George, Manila and Cavite, four of them, all born under the shadow of the Dewey arch, are the envy and admiration of all kittons. A cab knocked several large holes in the base of the western column of the second pair of columns south of the arch in Madison square. Tben a cat, a gray feline, went into the opening made by the cab wheel and declared that the retreat was hers. Four kittens appeared at the aper ture last Wednesday. Cat and kttens were duly adopted and christened by cabman who has a stand in frout of the Fifth Avenue hotel. The mother is Olympia, aud the progeny bear the names which have already been given. Olympia and her family are pro tected aud happy. The policeman on the block keeps a watchful eye on their welfare. The Fifth Avenue hotel furnishes the feline larder and the cabmen make contributions from their luncheons. A shopkeeper has provided a bed of excelsior. With food and lodging assured, Olympia and her family are happy and con tented. Several women who were attracted to the column by tho cries of the family wanted to adopt the kittens. The ca'imen would not assent to such a proposition, and the policeman sus tained their objection?.—.New York Herald. Sunflower Farm 111 Illinois. Down in Lawrence county, Illinois, there are acres of good farm land that every summer are given up entirely to sunflowers. When the new \fheat is getting strong in the fields of other parts of the country, the field i of Lawrence valley are dotted with little tree-like plants that grow with aston ishing rapidity aud tiually burst into blossom, turning great purple-brown disks fringed with golden petals to the sun. These sunflowers make a won derfully pretty picture when one gets up on a high place and looks over the top of a tield of them. Every blessed flower faces the south, or as near to it as possible, and many a moon-faced and heavy sunflower may be seen try ing to push its fellows along in order that it may look at the sun. In the fall, when the seeds begin to ripen, thousands of American goldfinches camp in the sunflower fields—for the seeds are favorites with them—and you may see them bobbing their bril liaut black aud goldeu bodies from disk to disk of the flowers aud mak ing their peculiar chuckling call as they fly. But the sunflowers are not culti vated for the benefit of the gold finches. They form a valuable farm product of Lawrence county. Law rence valley is said to be the great sunflower-seed market of the world. Since the ifirst clever farmer raised a crop and sold it at nine cents a pound, sunflower-seed raising has become au industry among the local farmers. The cost of raising thrash ing and preparing for the market an acre crop of sunflower-seed is much less than the cost of raising an acre of corn or wheat, and the crop is less disturbed by drought.—Chicago ltec ord. Indian Chief Stolen by Woman, This is a story of a stolen Indian. He was stolen by a woman— a white woman. But he was not in a position to object to the proceedings which made him her captive, for the very ex cellent reason that he was dead at the time he passed into her keeping. The white woman who purloined the cremated remains of this Indian did so in the stillness of an Alaskan night and in the interests of science. Mrs. Alice Rollins Crane, representa tive in Alaska for the Smithsonian In stitution's bureau of ethnology at Washington, D. C., has for several years past devoted her time to re searches among the Indians of the far North, and has learned much of their customs, folklore and religion. The incident occured en route to Dawson. For two years Mrs. Crane has had this ashy companion stowed carefully away beneath her sleeping couch in a Dawson cabin. She feared to let it be kuown that she had so queer a relic in her possession, j as the Indians are very vengeful and superstitions and she would doubt- I leu have forfeited her life for bar daring in robbing a grave of its chief. "Wo camped a''out four miles from a graveyard," said Mrs. Crane, dur ing a recent business trip to this city, "and when I saw the caches at that dis tance determined to visit the spot; if possible to persude au Indian to guide me there. They are excessive ly superstitions where the molesta tion of the dead is concerned, al though it be another tribe. I offered $25, tljen SSO, but could not induce a guide togo for less than $75. "We had to be very cautious in order not to be detected. At mid night I slipped out of my tent and met the guide. He was very unwill ing to keep to his bargain with me, and said that if he were found out he would be put to death iu somo ter rible way. I paid him in advance, he refusing togo otherwise. I have learned not to trust the Indians—they are so treacherous—so I proceeded cautiously, carrying my gun. "It was a weird trip to that grave yard in the stillness of night. The people in camp were sleeping soundly after their hard day's journey, aud not a human being but ourselves w s to be seen. "The Indian would not go near any of the caches, I examined several and finally came to one where a curious bundle of something was placed in lonely slate. " 'Him big Siwash chief—no take him!' grunted the guide warningly. But a Siwash chief was exactly what I wanted, so I seized the bundle aud fled the place. We had gone but a little way when my guide disap peared. I thought I never would reach camp with my heavy burden. It was some days before I had even a glimpse of tho contents of the birch bark buudle. Inside was a fine In dian blanket, aud within this were fragments of bones aud ashes, and a guustock, which had been burned with the chief." Stranjjo Philippine Pet*. One sees strange pets in these new possessions of ours in the tropics. One that amused us all very much during a recent visit was a baby rhinoceros that was brought up by haud. "Master, what happens when one finds a little rhinoceros that had no mother?" was what the native who had the little one asked my friend. "Who is there that has killed tho mother of the young one?" was tha guarded reply. It is a misdemeanor to kill these animals except under certain circum stances, and the natives had probably been playing high jinks iu the jungle. Of course, all knowledge of the de mise of the mother was absolutely denied, but the possible suspicion that if the oiivuinstauces were found out somebody would suffer brought the price of the baby down to the very lowest limit. The animal was the personification of ugliness. The horns on its huge upper jaw wero just about formiug and its legs looked for all the world like tho*e of au old-fashioned square piano. Two teeth had already made their appearance, aud there were evi dences of others about to come. The daily diet was supplemented by leaves that the young lellow chewed in great shape. But he dearly loved his bottle of milk, and the fuss he made about it was truly laughal le, Then, too, auother interesting thing he did was to set up a terrific whining wheuever those who had visited him walked away. The drollest creature of all was a Malayan sun bear that was a perfect running river of harmless merriment. He had been picked up in the jungle as a very small cub, aud when on all fours, his most infrequent position was about a vard loug aud half as high. Ho was a i admirable perform er as a biped, aud the first sight of him was enough to upset most people's gravity as he came forward to greet the stranger with a rolling lurching gait and a most absurd re semblance to a miniature mariner in au overcoat of black fur aud slightly the worse for liquor. No stranger could ever be per suaded that the extraordinary per formances of the animal were not the results of teaching instead of being solely the work of native genius. He possessed—for he quite under stood "meiim," if not "tunm"—a rough wooden ball about the size of a Dutch cheese, and with this he would constantly practice a series of feats with as serious aud solemu an air as if he were training for a gymnastio championship. He will deliberately stand on his head for some minutes, the ball balanced on the soles of his hind feet. Then he would drop it into his front paws and sliuflle along to the edge of the veranda, climb the posts hugging the ball with one arm, and iu some way contrive to lie on his back on the top rail, about two inches broad, while he kept the ball incessantly rolling be tween his fore and hind paws. An other trick was to clasp the ball with both arms, and in this position to turn slowly heels over head the whole length of the veranda. These and other tricks he did at his own will and pleasure, refusing steadily to learn from man any accomplishments. He was the most inquisitive beast imaginable,and woe to the storeroom or wardrobe that was ever left opeu. In two minutes Bruin's long, sickle shaped claws would drag its contents in a heap onto the floor, while his flexible snout would be rooting it iu every corner. On one occasion he was dis covered in the act of carrying off a clock for investigation at leisure, and on another, being accidentally shut into the "go down," or storeroom, he entirely mined a brand-new saddle and gnawed into shreds a quantity of floor matting.—New York Times. I HEW YORK FASHIONS. fro gra " | Designs For Costumes That Have Be | come Popular in the Metropolis. NEW YORK CITY (Special).—AVith the coming of the rude blasts of win ter the veil becomes an important ad junct to the toilet of all lovers of triui ness. Women declare that it is impossible AN ARTISTIC ALLY DRAPED VEIL. to feel well dressed with their hair blowing in every direction at once tnd au unbecoming redness decorat ing their noses and eyelids. The present style of hat is not especially COIFFURES FOR EVENING WEAR. well adapted to the adjustment of elaborate veils, and the shops are showing mostly fine plain tulles in black or white, and thin nets with small chenille spots. Plain and fig ured nets in silk and cotton are also seen, and velvet spotted and fine hair lines are popular. The tulle v«il with big velvet dots is becoming to fine complexions, but great care must be tiikeu in its adjustment. Three or four dots to a veil is the rule, and if one dot is allowed to come under the eye, another to the side of the chin and a third well back OD the cheek, or near the hair on the temple, the effect is piquant and striking. A pretty French veil is of light weight net, bordered with a narrow ruche of lace. Chiffon veils with and without spots are worn on frosty days by women with delicate skins. All the newest veilings come in eighteen-inch width, to fit the toque shaped hats so universally worn. Few colors besides black, white, browns and grays are in demand, although navy blue and mauve are occasionally seen on well dressed women. Ornamenting the Hair. One of the charms of the present fashion being eclecticism, one may select for ornamenting the hair other ornaments besides fringes without being outlawed. Just what styles in coiffures are most prevalent is re vealed in the following chat by a New York woman of fashion. She said: "Last week I went to see my hair dresser. She is the one who gets ap those stunning coiffures for Mrs. Willie Vanderbilt, Jr., and for those beauti ful blond Levi Morton goddesses. Her quick fingers did up my locks in three styles, and all of them, she assured me, were bound to hold first place for evening attire for the next six or eight months. My hair she pompadoured, so to speak, al! around in a soft roll above the face and then elaborately puffed the length of it on the crown. Just a love-lock or two she permitted to stray out on my forehead, and then she inveigled me into the purchase of three distinct styles of hair ornaments by the shrewd device of fastening them in among the coils and puffs and leaving the mirror and my vanity to do the rest. "However, they are the smartest, little aids to beauty. The first is a butterfly made of lisse, covered with opaiescent spangles and with a deli- cate white osprey springing in placa of antennic from his spangled wrought head. The seoond is a rose of black lisse, to the petals of which spangles in charming imitation of tiny diamonds, are attached like dew drops. This rose is to set right in the centre and front of my hair, and from its stem, at the back of the petals, springs a black osprey, rather thickly threaded with twinkling little rhinestones, and anything more sweetly becoming to a woman with blond lights in her hair you will not ree this season. My third extrava gance was a serpent. There now! don't gasp with horror, for it is not one of those wicked-looking reptiles made of frivolous metallic-colored paillettes, but a very up-to-date and lovely ornament, having the flexible, tapering body covered wholly with breast plumage from a pheasant. She had a whole family of them, some covered with the blue-black raven feathers. These the blonds usurp, and a number are made with the rich mottled plumage of the breasts of wild ducks. "Whatever oue's prejudice maybe, the serpents are already vigorously adopted, and so entirely fascinating did I think myself with my new coif fures that I have had my picture taken in every one ju3t as the hair-dresser completed them, in order to have an authority to refer to when I begin to do my pompadouring and puffing at home." The coiffures for evening wbar 3pokeu of are shown in the large illustration. Corduroy as a Waist Fabric. Corduroy as a shirt waist fabric promises to be very popular. New Material For Tea Gown*. Something new in material for tea gowns and wrappers is a smooth-faced cloth, glossy as satin on one side, and woolly after the manner of eiderdowu flannel, on the other. It is less clumsy, however, than the latter, but very soft and pliable, and much thick er than the broad-cloths. Clienille Frlnee In Farnr. Chenille fringe is greatly favored as a garniture. This is shown chiefly in colors, its width varying from three iuches to twelve inches, according to the purpose for which it is required. Charming Bodice Fashion. In the accompanying cut is illustra ted a "cunuiug little bodice" which has just been designed by a versatile modiste in New York. The owner describes it as follows: "My bodice ia of plain and white spotted red silk, the collar toned down with straps oi black taffeta and plenty of little clea:i glass buttons at the points of straps, on the ouffa and elsewhere. My onlj A RED AND WHITE SILK UODICi', \v;Td CLE Alt GLASS HVTTONB. objection to red is that it really ap pears less worn this winter than ever. Yon almost might tnke for granted that the whole world of women is in full or half mourning from the ove» whelming preponderance of deao black, gray and deep dahlia or mul berry purple gowus."
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