MY PRAYER.
I have no lenghty - player to make
When I approach my bed,
And when through God's grace, I awake,
Agr *n to fare ahead!
My prayer 1 say
Through all the day—
The words are few
And simple, too:
"God, let my faith in thee
And in thy people be
Forever strong and true!"
This is the simple prayer I pray—
If it be answered, I l*
Alone shall find the way
And confidently die.
—S. E. Kiser, in the Chicago Times-
Herald. __
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| Little Lace Maker, 112
Mdlle. Noemi Verdier, a lacemaker
"of Valenciennes, was as good as she was
pretty and her modesty and simplicity
commanded the respect of all.
Left an orphan at 13 years of
age she lived with her brother, three
years her senior, who, having suddenly
become the head of the house, labored
for his little sister and himself at cabi
net making.
The two lived happily together; but
the years passed and the time of mili
tary service came. Louis was obliged
to go. The separation was terrible to
those two children, who loved each
other so much.
Left alone in the little lodgings, thus
suddenly become too large for her,
Noemi with bleeding heart applied
herself to her work and wrought mar
vels from tne flax fields.
Every Saturday she carried back her
work and when she returned home di
vided her earnings in two parts. Must
she not send a small subsidy to her
soldier, who was thinking of her there
In his far-away garrison?
On his side Louis believed in his
regiment as he did in Valenciennes;
that is to say, like an honest man, and
so, at the end of the second year of his
absence he was able to announce one
beautiful morning that he had been
promoted to be sergeant.
You can imagine how happy Noemi
Was! How her heart throbbed with joy!
Oh, how proud she was of her dear
brother! But her happiness was short.
In a few weeks came a letter. The
war-cloud had burst all at once; armed
France rushed to the frontier of the
East.
The dreadful war began.
From the letters of her beloved
Louis she learned the successive defeats
of the French army, Woerth, Rozen
ville, Saint-Private, Gravelotte, Sedan.
Then silence followed —no more let
ters, no more news, nothing.
Noemi, who never read the papers,
hastened now to the ofllco of the Guet
teur de Valenciennes and of the Echo
fle la Fontiere, seeking there some
little ray of hope. She listened to the
talk on the street, she mingled with
the groups of people commenting on
the news, she gave ear to the painful
accounts of the war and she learned,
with a sinking heart, that her brother's
regiment had met with severe losses.
Meanwhile the wounded soldiers
were sent, through Hirsan and Aves
nes, to the towns and cities on the
northern frontier. Every day fresh
convoys arrived in Valenciennes.
All the hospitals were full, and still
they came. Then private ambulances
were organized everywhere, churches
and factories opened their doors to the
unfortunate wounded soldiers.
One morning the report was circu
lated that a convoy of wounded from
her brother's regiment had arrived
during the night.
To the poor girl a glimmer of hope
returned.
She ran from one to the other, ask
ing of the nurses, bending over every
cot; but the hope of the morning van
ished.
All at once she remembered that the
day before they had opened in Saint-
Saulve a hospital intended especially
for the officers. Was there any possi
bility that an unknown sergeant might
have been brought there? Surely not
Yet, notwithstanding, she found
strength togo thither.
An army surgeon came toward her.
"What do you wish mademoiselle?"
"Oh, monsieur! Pardon! lam look
ing for my brother, Sergeant Louis
.Verdier.
"You mean Lieutenant Louis Ver
dier?" And pointing with his finger
down the long row of mattresses on
the floor, 'there he is in the sixth bed."
To the poor girl it seemed as if the
«arth vanished from beneath her feet.
She choked back an exclamation of
joy, tottered forward a few steps and
•with an outburst of infinite happiness
knelt before the bed of Lieutenant
Verdier, who, with his head wrapped
in linen, was lying in a heavy stupor.
"Louis! Louis! It is I," she ex
claimed, trembling,with clasped hands,
ready to fall.
At this appeal the wounded man re
covered his consciousness, opened his
eyes and perceived his sister, but not
being able to raise his head he
stretched forth both his hands, which
she seized in hers and covered with
tears.
In the meantime the surgeon ap
proached, and, >\alf unwillingly, led her
away.
"You must not cause him any emo
tion, or wo cannot guarantee anything,
eapristi! Your brother's wound is do
ing well; he will recover, tnat Is cer
tain, if you do not undo our work."
"Oh, monsieur le docteur "
"Never mind monsieur le docteur.
This is enough for today. Come back
tomorrow morning, but now go home."
"Do you see, my dear Louis," said the
liappy Noemi to him a few days later,
sitting by the bedside of her brother,
"yesterday the merchant for whom I
Work ordered of me a piec* of magnifl
cent lace for a wealthy English house.
I began to work on It last night and I
hope to finish It In ten days. For this
work they will pay me a very high
price. Do you know what I am going
to do with the money?"
"Speak, my darling," answered the
young officer.
"The surgeon says that you will soon
be able to get up. I am going to take
you home to our little nest and tako
care of you day and night. You shall
see how happy we will be and how
quickly you will be well."
"Dear, dear sister! Oh, what a good
Idea and how I shall hasten to get
strong, so as to be able togo with
you."
One morning, when she :ame in, ra
diant with gladness, her brother bade
her speak low and pointed with his
eyes to a new wounded officer, whom
they had brought in and placed on a
mattress beside his own. The wounded
man was M.de Lauterac d'Ambroyse,
lieutenant "aux chasseu.-s a pied" jnid
had been struck in the shoulder by a :
bombshell.
"Poor young man!" said Noemi, j
compassionately. "He has no sister to
take care of him." And she became
interested in this man, whose death
seemed certain.
In the meantime the days went by
and Louis' convalescence pvogresed
rapidly. Had he not promised to
hurry? On the morning of the tenth
day Noemi arrived, joy in her face,
bringing a precious package wrapped
in tissu* paper.
She, too, had kept her word; her
marvellous work was finished and she
brought it to show her brother before
carrying it to the merchant who or
dered it, and in her joy at being able
to take her brother home she forgot
about the poor, wounded man lying be
side her.
"See how beautful it is!" she said,
displaying the delicate masterpiece up
on the bed —proud of it, not because of
it's overwhelming difficulties, but be
cause it enabled her to realize her
most ardent wish, to bring her dear
convalescent into their little nest in
the little street, into the small lodg
ings where happiness would come back
at the return of her beloved brother.
And they were both happy. With
hands clasped, they contemplated the
delicate lace.
All at once a piercing shriek drew
them from their ecstasy.
In making an effort to rise M.de
Lauterac d'Ambroyse had disarranged
his bandages, the wound reopened, and
the unfortunate man fell back on his
bed covered with blood.
At the scream the surgeon was on
the spot and in a twinkling had re
moved the bandage.
"Quclc, quick! Some lint!' he cried.
"Hurry, hurry!"
And while the nurses, beside them- i
selves at the cries of the patient, j
searched everywhere for what was at j
hand, the stream of blood kept flowing
and the anxious surgeon multiplied his
appeals.
The brother and sister, motionless,
pale with fright, exchanged one glance. ,
Noemi seized her precious lace, tore it j
in pieces, and gave it to the major, j
who applied it to the wound.
The hemorrhage was stopped
Louis and Noemi, trembling with
emotion, looked at each other.
"Dear sister, thanks That was
all that Louis could say.
"It will make but a few days' de
lay," lisped the jroutu; gif.'. keeping •
back the tears just ready to flow. "1 j
v,iii begin my work again."
Lieutenant de Lauterac d'Ambroyse j
is today colonel; he is the father cf j
three children; one a big, pretty girl, j
almost as beautiful and sweet as her j
mother, whose name she wears, |
Noemi; and two flne-looking boys, I
who are "terrors," as their uncle as
sures us, the brave commadant Louis
Vernier. —W averly Magazine.
ILLINOIS' VANISHED CAPITAL.
'1 lie Town of Kaxknnkia Swept Awny by
tlie MUalHaippl.
One hundred years before Ilinois
became a territory and 111 years be
fore it became a state there was a
town at Kaskaskia, says the Chicago
Inter Ocean. Fifty years before there
was a white settlement at St. Louis
or any military post at Pittsburg,
and 96 years before the founda
tions were laid for Fort Dearborn, at
Chicago, Kaskaskia was a thriving
village.
As early as 1710 there were in the
town three miles for grinding corn. As
early as 1705 the town contained
65 families of whites. In 1771,
five years before the Revolutionary
War, it contained 80 houses and
had a population of 500 whites and
500 negroes. In 1809 it was made the
capital of Illinois Territory. It was
the capital of the state from 1818 un
til 1821, and was the seat of Ran
dolph county until 1847.
The first brick house built west of
Pittsburg was constructed in Kas
kaskia. For over half a century Kas
kaskia was the metropolis of the Up
per Mississippi valley and was the
focus of commerce in the Northwest
Territory.
On Thursday the last vestige of
this historic settlement was swept
away by the Mississippi river. The
work of destruction that began with
the great flood of 1844 was com
pleted, and the home of the early
Illinois governors—the first state
capital—ceased to exist. Its destruc
tion was complete. Not a stone was
left to mark the place.
Chicago, that was built in a swamp,
is the second city in America. New
Orleans, located in what was be
lieved an unsafe and unhealthy dis
trict, is the commercial metropolis of
the southwest. But Kaskaskia, which
was set on a spot chosen from the
boundless variety of the virgin west,
is merely a memory.
/ /'
The Wind Blew Tliein Away.
There was an old woman who lived in a
tub;
Each morning she gave all her children
a scrub;
She scrubbed them and rubbed them so
hard ev'ry day
They all got so thin the wind blew them
away!
—Chicago Record.
The Kacape of the Tnrtlea.
L. T. Eckert of Dunstable township
was given an exhibition of the man
ner in which land turtles will flee
from approaching danger, says the
Lock Haven Democrat. Mr. Eckert
has three turtles on his farm —one
bearing the inscription "W. C. D.,
1875," which letters and figures were
cut on by a neighbor, W. C. Danley;
another having the initials "W. S." on,
which came from Mr. Eckert does not
know where; and a third with his
own initials, "L. T. E." and a cross
mark.
One day flames broke out in Mr.
Eckert's clearing and swept over the
entire field. After the flames burned
awhile Mr. Eckert thought of his pets
and went out to see what had be
come of them. He was worried, fear
ing that they had been burned to
death.
After a long search he went a short
distance from the track covered by
the flames and found a freshly dug
hole. In it he found one of the tur
tles down a considerable depth dig
ging deeper, with more vigor than is
usually seen in those slow-going
tortoises.
Mr. Eckert after walking around
finally found the other two down
along a small stream, both in the
water, with only their heads sticking
out. When Mr. Eckert appeared on
the scene they pushed their heads a
little farther out, as much as to say,
"We're all right, go about your busi
ness." The turtles evidently know
when to get out of danger's way.
The Potation I'onnjr,
A curious old custom'.3 described in
St. Nicholas by Margaretta L.
Hlnchman. The schools of our coun
try one hundred years ago, she says,
would hardly be recognized as schools
by the children of today. The school
houses were small and one-roomed,
frequently hexagonal, that is, six
sided like a bee's honey-cell. At first
there were no desks, rude benches be
ing used instead, while great logs
took the place of chairs. But the holi
days came round as regularly then
as they do now, and commencement
day was no doubt looked forward to
with as much delight and eagerness.
Tfaere wero no "exercises," with
dreadfully long speeches, but all was
feasting and merry-making.
A great picnic was given at the
schoolhouses. On this grand occa
sion the children, dressed in their
"best bibs and tuckers," came early
with their parents and families, and
the ministers and authorities of the
community were always present. Tho
school-teacher presided over the
foast, and paid for the food with pen
nies that bad been brought to him
during the whole year.
It was the custom for each pupil
to bring a penny, or some small sum,
which enabled the teacher to furnish
the treat. If he lived in a generous
neighborhood, this gave him quite a
little sum above the costs of the
feast. This custom gave rise to the
name "potation" or "drinking-penny."
They had all the good things to eat
and drink that one could think of.
They had buns, jam-tarts, gooseberry
pies, and cakes made in all shapes—
dogs made of cake, birds made of
cake, and gingerbread men, of course.
Then, they had figs and dates,
brought to the colonies in trading
vessels, and ale and cider of their own
j making.
This old custom the colonists
brought from England. There is a
record of it in the statutes of Hartle
bury, Worcestershire, "the seventh
year of our Sovereign Lady Queen
j Elizabeth:"
"The said schoolmaster shall and
may have, use, and take the profits of
all such potations as are commonly
ustd in schools, and such other gifts
as shall be freely given them
over and besides their wages, until
their salary and stipend shall be aug
mented."
In some of the countries of Eng
; land this is still continued.
T«y« at tli© I'arift Expo«if>>n.
Throughout the summer every
Thursday was children's day at the
Paris Exposition, and then it was
frequently transformed into a land ol
little people. Schools and kindergar
tens were closed for the day, which
allowed the children to explore this
vast realm of wonders and delights.
The French exhibit displayed many
marvels, and, really, clockwork won
deTS can go no further. The German
exhibit was not as large as the French
but was no les3 interesting. Among
the French toys was seen an acrobat
balancing himself on a chair by ont
hand while he lifted a second chair in
the other. Clockwork birds sang ir
cages and bathed themselves as na
i turally as possible.
A large case of dolls was arranger l
. to represent a public garden with
dolls riding on elephants and sitting
in little carriages drawn by different
animals, dolls climbing trees, am!
mamma dolls having tea. A little
girl doli, vho had fallen down on the
hard gravel and hurt herself, hat
wonderful tears running down her
face. Close at hand was a gallant
soldier offering a seat to the trim
nuresmaid.
There were squadrons of battle
ships and torpedo boats, and locomo
tives of every kind. There wore, too,
regiments of indla rubber soldiers,
which cannot be killed in battle. The
model shops were a delight to the lit
tle ones, particularly one representing
a hairdresser's, with plenty of
brushes and bottles filled with per
fumed waters and oils.
Close'at hand was a collection of old
French toys which amused the chil
dren two centuries ago. There were
rough wooden dolls In tattered gar
ments, which had been copied after
the period to which they belonged.
There was a great deal of small furni
ture, beautifully made and finished,
and in really good condition.
The German toys were from Sonne
berg and Nuremberg, and their
characteristics were entirely different
from the French. This exhibit pic
tured a quaint old German town at
Christmas trme, and the children were
plump, rollicking little mortals, who
had a solid faith in the power of j
storks, angels and Santa Claus. In !
Sonneberg Santa Claus is driving a ■
reindeer sled, full of toys, through i
the town, while in Nuremberg the \
old saint has a pack on his back and j
is waiting at the door of a house
wherein two children are lying in bed
asleep. Another charming arrange
ment was a model bridge over a stream
full of magnetic ducks and fish, and
In it a lot of little doll boys were bath
ing and fishing and having the most
delightful time possible. For the ,
little girls there were all sorts of |
jolly housekeeping games, even to a .
whole model kitchen of pots and pans I
and jars and dishes without end. It j
Is easy now to understand the j
most, of the world's playthings are all
labelled either "From Paris" or "Made i
in Germany."—New York Tribun i.
Tlie Proud Cow.
There was once a cow who was j
very proud. She had some reason to |
be proud, perhaps, although she had
110 right; for none of us have any !
right, although we may have reason j
This cow was the prettiest cow |
among the herd. She was of a lovely j
light brown color and of a slighter
and better shape than the other cows
Also her disposition was more ami i
able than that of the rest, that is, it
was until she grow proud. She gave
twice as much milk as any one of the ;
herd and the butter which the dairy- i
maid got from it was celebrated for
miles around.
The mistress of that cow was very
much pleased to exhibit her to any '
visitors. She was continually bring'
ing her friends out to the barnyard to
admire "My beautiful little Alderney.'' |
The cow did not exactly know what j
the name meant, but she knew it must
be complimentary, for each set ol j
visitors strove to outdo the last in
praising her.
So this cow bpgan to grow very :
haughty and she put on many airs ;
among her companions. Whether she
was in the cow-yard or in the field, !
she selected the pleasantest spot for ;
herself, the softest bedding and the
choicest of the food. Sooner than
create a dispute, the other cows gave
way good naturedly and allowed hei
•to have her own way. She would
allow no one to precede her. Coming
out of the cow-yard in the morning to
pasture, or going back at night, she
always insisted upon being the firs)
one to enter or leave the gate, and
! the other cows were obliged to walk
humbly behind.
One night, by some accident, the
other cows happened to arrive al
home first, and when the proud cow
got to the cow-house door, all the
others had entered, and she was left
to come in last. Much affronted at
this humiliation, the cow stood at the
door lowing and showing her angei
in every way possible. She resisted
every effort of the dairymaid, whe
knew well what was the matter, tc
drive her into the yard.
"This is the third time she hai
acted so." grumbled Rose, the dairy
maid. "I have had to turn out every
one of the cows so that she could
enter first. Nothing else will suit
her."
Now It happened that this night the
cow's mistress came down to show off
her favorite, as usual, to a party of
friends. Much astonished at the cow's
actions, she stood watching. The
cow ran back and forth around the
house, kicked, tossed her head and
made all the noise of which she was
capable.
"What Is tho matter?" the lady
asked. "Why, it is dangerous to have
such a creature."
"Indeed it is, ma'am," cried Kose,
flushed and indignant. Then she
told of the cow's bad temper. "And
ever since she has become so trou
blesome, ma'am," added Kose, "we
have not had half the milk she used
to give. She may be a pretty enough
creature to look at, but if looks are
all, it's a plaster cow you'd better get,
that will stand there, and make less
trouble, ma'am."
And the mistress quite agreed with
her.
"Since her usefulness is over," she
said, "we cannot afford to keep her
any longer for the sake of her beauty.
Tomorrow morning I will ask the
butcher what she will be worth as
beei."
So the cow and her pride were
ended together.—Brooklyn Eagle.
A IJvo.lv
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Heidelberg, Germany, there-is a lively
ninety-onc-ycar-old blacksmith and
church warden, who recently climbed
to the top of the church steeple and
tied a new rope to the bell after the
younger men in the village had re
fused to risk their necks In the per
formance of that task.
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How much harder the daily tasks become when some
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deadly backache reappears, the limbs tremble, the lips twitch
—it seems as though all the imps of Satan were clutching
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