A REFLECTION.
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To enter Fortune's
Is lie who keeps on fighting
And never yields to fate.
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The morning was a cloudy one.
There was a closeness in the air that
seemed to betoken a coming shower.
Few people were on the streets, and
the street cars had but a small per
centage of their usual quota of patrons
Stin it was early yet, and these volatile
June days had a pleasant way of turn
ing from tears to smiles at shortest
notice.
As the Painesviile car checked it*
speed at the stop before the Y. M. C. A.
building, a tall young man in a gray
summer suit swung himself aboard.
He was perhaps five and twenty, with
clear-cut features and fine, dark eyes.
He took a seat next a window and his
glance for a moment roamed up and
down the roomy car.
Two seats behind him, across the
aisle, sat a young woman; a young
woman who was nice to look at; a
young woman upon whom the new
comer's glance briefly and discreetly
rested. She looked up and caught iiis
glance.
When his face was turned away she
slyly drew a photograph from the
ornamental bag that dangled at her
belt and carefully studied it. Then
she looked over at the young man's
profile and nodded with satisfaction
as she slipped the photograph back.
The car was running up Prospect
street smoothly and swiftly, and just
as it slackened speed at Perry street
the young woman seized her umbrella
and, witn a slightly heightened color,
stepped across the aisle and looked
clown upon the young man.
"I beg pardon,' she said in a clear
and pleasant voice, "is this seat re
served?"
The young man looked around quick
ly
"The seat?" he hastily replied,
think not. Did you wish to take it
away?"
"I wis hto occupy it," said the girl,
with great dignity.
"Of course," said the young man; |
"why don't you?"
The girl sat down beside the youth j
with as nonchalant an air as she could
assume. The young man looked about I
the car a little uneasily. There were 1
plenty of whole seats vacant. He j
seemed a trifle troubled. Then he !
shyly looked around at the girl.
"I notice," ho said, "that you asked i
me if the seat were reserved. Do tliey j
reserve seats on this line?"
"One would imagine you were' fr" 1
ston," said the girl with a laugh.
"You want to twist word meanings 111 j
the very first breath."
"One would lyiow •you were a West
ern girl," he said, but he added 110 ex- I
plana* ion.
"So breezy and unconventional," sho
laughed. "Then you are a stranger in j
the city?"
"Yes," he admitted. "I don't think j
there is any use of trying to conceal it. j
This is my first visit to Cleveland. i
Would you like to know my name 7"
"No," she answered hastily. Let's 1
he primitive and have no names. We
don't consider names necessary in a
suburban car acquaintance."
"Then you are accustomed to this— '
this sort of thing?" he asked.
"To tell you the truth," she answo
«d, "I'm something of a novice at It.
But being an entire stranger to our
manners and our customs you, of
course, wouldn't be expected to find
that out."
"But come," she cried, "you are los
ing all the scenic effects of thi3 de
lightful trip. This is famous Euchlid :
avenue, and we are running throng'- j
}he East End. Aren't the houses
pretty?"
"The lawns are lovely,"he answered, j
''and the trees are splendid."
"They are a specialty of ours," she
Baid.
"And so, I think, are pretty girK"
he boldly adaed.
"I'm afraid," she lightly remarked,
"that being from Boston you are not
a qualified judge. There, this is Wade
Park. Lovely approach, isn't it? An-1
over there is the Case School, and
there are several of the buildings of
the Western Reserve University. And
if you look closely through the trees
on this side, you will see the halls of
my alma mater, the Woman's Col
lege."
"I salute It,"he said and slightly
lifted his hat.
"In the name of advancing women I
thank you," said the girl with a li fie
Inclination of her head.
"It's very nice of you to take all this
•(.rouble." he said. "I'm sure I appre
ciate is very highly. By the way,
please let me introduce myself."
"No," she said hastily. "You must
be very cautious about confiding your
name to Western strangers. Don't for
Set that you are no longer in the
Kant."
"We are running through East
Cleveland now." she snid. "There Is a
continuous row of these charming
houses from ihe city through East.
Cleveland and Collamer "
"Collamer?" he interrupted. "Why,
that has something to do with my get
ting off place. It's either the second
stop this side, or the other —I'm to auk
the conductor. You see I'm partially
expected. An old collage classmate
has Invited me to visit him at his
home. Then something called him
from the city for a day of two, but ho
telegraphed me togo right to tha
house and make ravaelf at home I'm
a sly man—don't, laugh please and I
hesitated about imposing on strangers.
So I left my baggage at the hotel and
thought I d just come out for a coll
and see how the land lies."
"You have a rather poor opinoin of
western hospitality," said the girl.
"You have much to learn."
"And may I ask where you are go
ing?" he inquired, with amazing as
surance.
"It's going to be a lovely day after
all," replied the girl. "It will be a
lovely ride. I'm going to Painesviile
and back."
"And may I go with you, my pretty
maid?" He knew he was brazen, and
yet he actually felt a pride itr his new
found boldness.
"I was just about to ask you. kind
sir, she said," cried the girl with a
merry laugh. "But only on three con
ditions."
"Name them."
"You will pay the fare, I will fur
nish the dinner, and neither of us is
to express any curipsity as to the
identity of the other."
"Accepted and filed," said the de
lighted youth. "My friends here whom
I have never seen do not know on
what train I am to arrive, and >=o they
will not expect me at any particular
hour. I can take a day off as well as
not"
So they talked and laughed and en
joyed the smiling fields and the green
ridges, and the blue sky. And the
young man from Boston, the shy stu
dent, the diffident professor fairly
bubbled over with the pleasure of this
little journey.
When they finally whirled into the
little town and halted by the side of
the pretty park, the young man waa
quite loath to leave the car.
But they took a stroll down the
street to the river, and out on the new
bridge, and up in the ancient cemetery,
and gazed admiringly at the beautiful
view of the valley, and came back to
the hotel with fine appetite.
And after dinner they stolled across
the park and along the pleasant high
way to the beautiful seminary
grounds, and there they entered the
car when it overtook them. And all
the way back the young man from
Boston regretfully remembered that
this day happiness was nearing the
end.
"We are close to Collam3r now,"
said the girl.
"Oh," he cried. "Then perhaps you
can help me to find my friends? They
are the Morgans.
And presently they alighted and
stood the roadside.
"One moment," said the girl softly.
"I want to tell you something that
may surprise you."
"I think not," remarked the young
man from Boston. "You are Jack
morgan's sister. Alice."
"What a shame! How did you know
me?"
He drew a photograph from his in
ner coat pocket.
"My portrait!" she cried. "Where
aid you get it?"
"It was the one thing of Jack's that
I coveted, and he let me have it."
"You've spoiled the fun," she
pouted.
"It was spoiled for me," he laughed.
"But, do you know. I didn't feel at all
aware you knew me."
"Ah. but I have a photograph, too."
she cried. "And I went down town on
purpose to try and fnd you. Jack
wanted me to. Ana —but what a hor
rid thing you must havg thought
"I didn't think you anything of the
sort," he stoutly asserted. "On the
contrary "
"There, please don't get sentimen
tal."
"Put you must admit it was a senti
mental journey."
"Nonsense," she said. "And you
really liKed it?"
"There is oniy one other journey
that two can take that I fancy may
surpass it,"he said with another as
tonishing attack of boldness.
She blushed as she turned away, but
she didn't ask him what journey he
meant. —W. R. Rose, in Cleveland
Plain Dealer.
Future Source* of Coffee.
According to the treasury bureau ot
statistics, "the people of the United
States are sending out of the country
more than $1,000,000 a week in pay
ment for coffee consumed in this coun
try, all of which could be readily pro
duced in Porto Rico. Hawaii and the
Philippine Islands, which have already
shown their ability to produce coffee
of a high grade, commanding good
prices in the markets of the world.
Porto Rican coffee has long been
looked upon as of a high grade, and
for many years has commanded high
prices in the markets of Europe; and
the developments of coffee culture in
Hawaii during ths past few years have
also been very satisfactory in the
quality of coffee produced and the
prices realized, in the Philippines the
product is of high grade, and the fact
that in physical conditions and clim
ate the islands aro very similar to
Java, the greatest coffee producing
region of the world, suggests great
possiblities to those who desire to see
American money expended under the
American flag. The fact that the
United States is by far the greatest
coffee consuming country in the
world, and is steadily increasing her
consumption, further suggests that
American capital and energy may turn
their attention to this promising field
1 now opened in the island where Ameri
• can enterprise can safely invest in
j business ventures. —Gram's Magazine
A Honnniti.
"Here's a distinguished scientist
' who says that after all there is noth
; ing in germs."
"Nothing in germs? Nonsense.
Why, look how much the doctors have
made out of theni."
The fti-HASliopper'a Untimely End.
"Just watch me," said the grasshopper,
Pieparing for a Might;
"I feel HO vigorous today,
I'll jump clear out of .sight!"
i wateheu him as he roue iu air,
He kept his word no doubt,
for dowu he came into a stream
Where lived a hungry trout.
—St. Nicholas.
The Game of Cltlen.
What boy or girl knows how to
play the game of "Cities?"
This is how you begin:
I ask you the question: "What city
in the United States am I thinking
ol'?'"
Y'ou reply by naming some city you
think I have in mind.
If you do not guess right the first
time I say no; that city i3 too far
north, south, east or west from the
one I have in mind.
For instance: Supposing I am think
ing of San Francisco. I say to you:
What city in the United States am I
thinking of?
You answer Boston.
No, I reply; Boston is too far
northeast.
Then you try again, this time
naming a place further west and
south of Boston, say, Philadelphia.
I tell you that Philadelphia is still
too far east.
Thus you continue, naming cities
further west until you say San Fran
cisco, when it will be your turn to
think of a city, or until you "give it
up," when it will be my turn to
choose another one.
If you can keep before your mind's
eye a picture of the United States,
with the position of the many colors
representing the states, you will find
it of immense service in locating the
direction of the various cities.
Rrl-nn and tl»© Tur-key.
"Oh! I'm so glad Bri-anis com-ing.
He is such a dear lit-tle boy," cri'-d
Dot. "What a lot of things we shall
have to show him. It seems fun-ny to
think he has ne-ver been in the coun
try be-fore."
"Here they come!" cri-ed Mar-ie,
rush-ing to the gar-den gate; and the
children kiss-ed their lit-tle cou-sin
un-til his cap fell off. After dinner
the three children made for the faun
yard.
"You see, there's such a num-ber of
things you've ne-ver seen. Bri an
chickens and ducks and geese and
pigs and —"
"I've seen lots of zem," said Bri-an,
a lit-tle in-dig-nant. "We has chick
ens for din'ner, and ev-er so- many
years a-go, I don't 'xactly 'mem-ber
when, we had a goose, and we has
tur-key at Ch'is-'mas."
Dot and Mar-ie laughed. "But you
have ne-ver seen them running a
botit, have you?"
Be-fore Bri-an could make up his
mind what to say, they came upon
a brood of duck-lings, and his shout
of de-light told them the sight was
new to him.
Then the chick-ens and the gos-linjis
and the lit-tle pigs, all were fresh
and de-light-ful to the city boy, and
his cou-sins were as happy as ho.
But his ro-sy cheeks grew a saad?
pal-er when he saw a big turkey
strut-ting a-bout with out-spread «<*i'
"He doesn't look much like "he
tur-keys in the shops, does he?" said
Dot.
As the tur-key took no no-tico of
them, Bri-an's courage soon came
back. Sud-denly he gave a great
shout, and point-ing to the tur-key'f:
wat-tles, he cried ex-cit-ed-ly, "Why
the tur-key's got a trunk!"
Dot and Mar-ie laugh-ed so much at
Bri-an's dls-cov-ery that Bri an be
gan to laugh too, al-tliough he 'lid
not know why; so it was a ve-ry hap
py par-ty that mo-ther call-ed in
doors at last.
But all the time he stay-ed at the
farm no-thing plea-sed Bri-an so much
as watch-ing the tur-key. and when
he was quite a big boy his cou-sins
used to re-mind him of the turkey's
trunk. —Cassell's Little Folks.
They Livpd <>oo War* Ago.
In the early part of the 14th cen
tury two exiled Italians left behind
them forever their beautiful native
city of Florence. One of them was
Dante, whom you have all heard ol
as the poet; the other was Petraeco.
the father of Petrarch, the poet.
Petrarch was born July 20, 1304, at
Arrezo, during the second year ol
his parents' exile, and was named by
them Francesco. He was destined to
be as famous as his father's com
panion in exile, Dante. From his
earliest childhood Francesco, or Chec
co, as his little companions called
him, loved literature, and daily th<
longing to be a great writer grew iii
him. His father, a passionate man.
could not give up the desire to see
his son a jurist like himrelf. The
story is told that one day iu anger
he threw into the fire all bis boy's
most cherished books. Francesco
pleaded so hard for his treasures that
at last his father rescued two books
which were only half burned, and
these two were "Cicero" and "Virgil."
This love of letters notlii.jg could
kill. It is true that, yielding to his
father's wishes, he spent seven years
of his life at Montpelier and Bologna
studying law, but he always regarded
these years as "not so much spent as
totally wasted," and after his father's
death he gave up the study forever.
Free at 22 to devote himself to lit
erature, he placed himself under the
patronage of influential nobles, n
necessary step to a literary man c'
that day. We marvel at the number
of books which came from his pen.
Though all ihe world knows him best
for the beautiful love songs ■which lie 1
wrote in Italian, his list of Latin
books is very interesting. Then there
was the Latin poem about Scipio
Afrlcanus which brought Petrarch the
greatest honor of his life. Largely
because of the interest it aroused. «>:i
Easter, 1341, Petrarch was crowned
with the laurel wreath.
Petrarch's life was a long one, so
long that he found time not only to
become one of the foremost writers
but to collect a library, to make a col
lection of coins, to arouse interest in
preserving old manuscripts, fast be
coming lost to the world, and in many
ways to awaken the people of his
time to a love of fne old Greek and
Roman writers.
One day in 1374 they found him
fast asleep over a book in his home
at Arqua. When they tried to wakeu
him they found that he was dead. So
was the wish which he had once ex
pressed to his friend Boccaccio ful
filled —"I desire that death find r.ie
reading or writing."—Chicago Record-
Herald.
Wliat the Wave Said *o Mo]!v.
One day not very long ago Molly
and Tom went with mamma to :he
beach. Mamma sat and read while
Molly and Tom built castles and
forts, waded in the water, caught a
jelly fish, and did lots of things.
By and by Molly got tired of play
ing, so she sat down and watched the
waves as they splashed up the bench.
At last one little wave almost covered
her with water, and then she jumped
pretty quick, I can tell you.
"Please don't run away," said the
wave. "I wanted to tell you of an
adventure of mine." And it gave a
splashy chuckle of delight.
"Dear me," said Molly. "Da you
have adventures? I thought you did
nothing but play all day."
"No. indeed," said the wave. "Y/o
have lots of adventures. Onco I
helped wreck a ship—but I'm not go
ing to tell you about that. This was
a funny happening. Yesterday I was
playing down there by the bulkhead
under the long walk. Lots of land
people were leaning over the wall to
watch us dance. Pretty soon along
came a little girl and her mother. The
little girl was crying hard 'cause she
was hot and tired and cross. They
stopped to watch us and the little
girl climbed up and looked over the
wall, while her mother held her tight.
And all the time the big tears were
a-rolling down her face." And the
little wave gave another chuckle.
"I don't think it was very funny,"
said Molly, frowning.
"Don't you?" asked the little wave.
"Why, I thought so. Now, please,
don't get angry 'cause I haven't come
to the funny part yet."
"So the little girl cried," it went
on, rippling along the shore. "And I
kept a-\vondering how to make her
laugh. I dashed myself against tbe
bulkhead ever so many times, 'out it
wasn't any use. I couldn't jump high
enough you see. And the little girl's
tears came so fast she couldn't see
through 'em."
Here the little wave stopped and
ran off toward the ocean. 'O, come
back, do. please, little wave," tred
Molly, "and tell me how you made
her laugh."
The wave came splashing in again
and curled around Molly's toes. "1
didn't think you cared about It. But
if you really and truly want to
know —"
"Of course I do," said Molly, clasp
ing he hands.
"Well," said the little wave, as it
rolled up a pebble. "I couldn't do it
all by myself, you see. So I thought
and thought and then I remembered
by great-great-great uncle, Seventh
Wave. So Iran off quick to find him,
'cause I was afraid the little girl
might go away 'fore I came back.
And I met him rolling in toward shore.
He was foaming with anger and was
going to tear down that bulkhead, ho
said. I told him all the story and af
ter a while he promised to do what
I wanted. Then I hopped on hi* back
and away we went rolling in. Che
little girl was there still, crying hard,
and lots of other land people weie
there, too. Everybody cried. 'Look at
that mon-ster-ous wave!' They
didn't know it was me on uncle's back
that made him look so big. So we
came crashing against the bulkhead.
And just as we struck it I jumped
high in the air and dashed my spray
right into the little girl's face."
"And then?" asked Molly.
"And then —the little girl laughed."
said the wave as it slipped back in la
; he sea.
"Molly!" called mamma. "You've
been standing there for ever so long.
Was it a day dream, little daughter?"
Molly rubbed her eyes and laughed,
but never a word she said about the
story the little wave told her. —Brook-
lyn Eagle.
Soveroitjtt of HritMln.
It appears to be in contemplation
to give King Edward a title more wor
thy of his actual position than that of
king, and the one that seems to find
most favor in the discussion is "Sov
ereign of Greater Britain." This
would give him distinction over all
the other rulers of the earth, since it
would raise an indefinite title to a
position of commanding deflniteness,
as the addition of"the" to an Irish
name marks the head of the house;
\vh?n allusion was made to"the sov
ereign" it would be understood that
the Sovereign of Greater Britain alone
was meant How the other sovereigns
would take such an assumption of su
periority remains to be seen.—Phila
delphia Ledger.
And Al«n I ntryer*.
Bobble--Pa. what happens wht;.
cars are telescoped?
Father —T*ie p:\<s-en;i'-:s see stars,
my son. —Smart Set.
New York City. Simple blouses
■with deep round collars are among
the latest designs shown and are very
generally becoming. The smart May
BLOUSE WAIST.
Manton design illustrated is tucked
across the front to yoke depth and in
cludes tucked elbow sleeves, which
are charming when the stock and
shield are omitted, but can be made
with full length bishop sleeves when
preferred. The tucks at the front give
graceful fulness below, and render
the waist effective and stylish with
verr little additional trimming. The
original is made of figured Louisine
silk in shades of pink and is banded
GIRL'S ETON COSTUME.
with black velvet ribbon, but all plia
ble materials suitable for tucking are
appropriate.
The foundation or fitted lining closes
at the centre front. On it are arranged
the smooth back, the tucked fronts
and the deep collar. The elbow sleeves
are peculiar, being tucked in the cen
tre and free at top and bottom and
form graceful frills at the elbows.
When the waist is desired high neck
the shield and stock are added and
the plain sleeves can be substituted
for the fancy ones whenever pre
ferred. When made uulined the gath
ers at the waist line are staid with a
band of material, or the fulness is
drawn up by means of tapes inserted
ia an applied casing.
To cut this waist for a woman of
medium size four and a quarter yards
of material twenty-one inches wide,
four and a quarter yards twenty-seven
inches wide, three and three-quarter
yards thirty-two Inches wide or two
yards forty-four inches wide will be re
quired when elbow sleeves are used;
four and three-quarter yards twenty
one or twenty-seven Inches wide, three
and three-quarter yards thirty-two
inches wide or two and a quarter
yards forty-four inches wide with
bishop sleeves.
Girl'* Eton Cootume.
loung girls are never more charm
ing and attractive than when wearing
some variation of the fashionable
Eton. This stylish little costume in
cludes all the latest features and can
be made simpler or more fanciful as
the trimming is varied and the sleeves
are plain or made with puffs. The
May Manton original from which the
large drawing was made Is of novelty
goods in mixed browns with trimmings
of banana yellow taffeta and brown
velvet ribbon and full front and sleeve
puffs of the banana colored silk, but
all dress materials can be used. Serge
with a plain skirt, straight bands of
lilack on the Jacket, plain sleeves and
taffeta full front seems a simple and
serviceable school frock. Pretty light
colored costumes or simple silks,
made as illustrated, are charming for
afternoons at home and various com-
binations might be suggested foi
street wear.
The front is simply full, finished
with a narrow standing collar and
closes at the centre back. The Etot
includes a seamless back with round
ed fronts and an Aiglon collar anc"
novel fancy sleeves, that are arranged
on a plain foundation. The skirt is
five-gored with the fulness at the bach
laid in inverted pleats.
To cut this costume for a girl of ten
years of age five and a half yards ol
material twenty-one inches wide, foul
and a half yards twenty-seven inches
wide or two and three-quarters yards
forty-four inches wide will be required
v'ith one and a half yards thirty-two
inches wide for chemisette and sleev'e
puffs.
Beauty of the Panama.
The beauty of the Panama hat is
that when simply trimmed, as it
should be this year, it can be rolled
into a bundle and packed away into
a trunk or bag, and come out as good
as new. Instead of the plain band, oc
casionally a Panama is to be seen
with the narrow silk ribbon, but tied
in front, or a little at the side, and a
quill thrust through it.
Tea Gowns.
The smartest tea gowns are fitted
quite close by half bodices of heavy
lacc; this idea, with the broad sweep
of the pleated skirt, gives a gracjiul
effect.
Misses* Five-Gored Skirt.
The graduated circular flounce is .1
marked favorite for young girls' gowns
as well as for those of maturer folk,
It is graceful, it provides ample flarfe
and freedom and it is exceedingly be
coming. The admirable May Mantou
skirt shown combines it with a five
■ gored upper portion and is satisfac
tory in every way. As illustrated il
is made of castor colored serge with
stitched bands of tatfeta, but all suit
ing and skirt materials are appro
priate.
The upper portion of the skirt fits
with perfect smoothness, the fulness
at the back being laid iu inverted
pleats, while below the knees it takes
the fashionable flare. The flounce can
l>e arranged over the skirt, or if pre
ferred the material can be cut away
beneath and the flounce seamed'toth«
edge, or again the skirt can be cut fuli
length and left plain.
To cut this skirt for a miss of four
teen years of age six and five-eighth
yards of material twenty-one or twen
ty-seven inches wide, six and one
quarter yards thirty-two inches wid6
or four and a half yards forty-foui
inches wide will be required when th«
FIVr-GOIiED SKIRT.
flounce is used; four and three-quartet
yards twenty-one or twenty-seven
inches wide, four and five-eighth yards
thirty-two inches wide or two and
seven-eighth yards forty-four Inches
wide when the skirt is made olaln