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.
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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.
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| 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."