INDIHEC "ION. Ambition swift and eaglo oyod ; A will thHt doos not bend; A comprehension deep and wide j Courage unto the end ; A fultt' '.ried even as by lire ; Taste inborn and soleot; Uorals that yield to no desire ; Manners that win respect; All faculties of mind completo ; The feelings warm and true ; A soul unconquereil by defeat; A man who gets his duo ; Yet, having all, and lucking this Amid the worldly si rife, He is a failure, who shall miss The single aim in life. —Charles W. Stevenson. ) LOVE IN SLEEPY CAMP. \ It was too hot for work in "Sleepy Camp," so nearly all the men had given it up for the day and lounged into Zeb's saloon to have a smoke and a drink. Though it was getting well on in the afternoon the sun was still blazing hot and there wasn't a breath of air to move the red dust. In a little shanty, not far from the saloon, sat two young diggers, both tall, well-built men, but one handsome, the other ugly—hence their nicknames, Cob the Beauty and Ugly Sam. Sam sat in the corner near the window, through which could be faintly heard the laughing and sing ing at Zeb's; Bob sat on the table, swinging his legs. "It's a treat to git out o' that scorch in' sun," said Ugly, pulling a pipe out of his pocket, and knocking the ash on the floor. "Yes," agreed Beauty, stretching his arms and yawning fearfully. "We've had a grand day, haven't we, Beauty?" asked Sam, striking a match on his boot. "Yes." Answered Bob, shutting his big mouth with a snap. "You seem to take it awful quiet— you don't seem to grasp that we—we two pards—have found the biggest nugget ever dug up in 'Sleepy Camp.' " "Oh, yes, I do," replied Bob, kicking so hard at the table leg that it seemed more than likely the rickety old thing would give away. "Let's have another look at it!" So saying, Sam jumped to his feet and took a key out of his pocket, crossed to a large chest that was standing up against the wall, fitted it in the lock and threw back the lid with a bank. It was a nugget—goodness knows how much it was worth. "Isn't it grand," cried Sam, falling on his knees and patting it affection ately with his hand. "I suould just say it was," said Bob, slipping off the table to have a look over Ugly's head. "Another find half as big as that, and we're made fer life," and Sam closed the lid and locked it, putting the key carefully back into his pocket. Bob crossed to the table and took up his former position. "Ours has turned out a trump of 'er claim," he said. Sam nodded his head and replied: "Rather!" "What'll yer do when yer have enough—give up work?" asked Bob. "I mi"ht think o' doin so," answered Sam, relighting his pipe. "Might git marriea, eh?" "Maybe." Bob slipped down off the table onco more and went to the door —opened it and looked out. Two or three mi ners were passing on their way to their shanties; they greeted him with "Good evening, Beauty," and walked on. Bob kicked the Joor to and strode across to Sam, who was still puffing at his pipe. "Look here, 'Ugly,'" said Bob; "it's no good us two goin' on like this, is it?" "No," replied Sam, rising from his seat. "What's ter be done?" Sam shook his head. " 'Bout Lil, I mean," explained Bob. "I know what yer mean, 'Beauty,' " and Gam looked intently at the floor as if thinking. "Who does she like the best o' us two?" asked Bob. "Can't say—the one she's takin* to at the time, I guess." "Look here, Ugly," said Eob, "we've always been good pals, we've not had rows like Hackett and Black George, and it's a pity we should start now, especially 'bout a woman." "Yer right enough there!" agreed Sam. "Now, we both love Lil," continued Bob, and there was a perceptible catch In his voice at the word "love," "and we think she cares fer us both jist the same." "Yes." "Well, if one wore togo, the one left would most probably have 'er —eh?" "Yes," from Sam, with a nod of the head. "Who's togo?" asked Bob. The two men looked at each other— there was silence for a moment except for the distant laughing—then Sam felt in his pocket for something and said: "Yer see this dollar piece? Well, It may sound a bit wrong to spin for her, but listen, Beauty, one of us two has ter go. I'll throw this coin up, you call, and if yer right I'll pack, but if yer wrong I'll stay." Bob bit his lips. "Is it a go?" asked Sam. "And the one that goes, does he take his share?" Bob asked. "He takes that," answered Sara, pointing to the chest. "If yer call right yer have Lil—and I take the nugget, but if wrong yer go with the nugget and I stay with the gal." "It seems a bit funny " "But," interrupted the other, "it's a way out of the wood; if we both stay there'll be shootin'." "All right, Ugly, it's a bargain." Bob drew a long breath. "We'll stick by the spin of that tnere dollar." "We will. Shall I throw?" asked Sam quietly. "Yes," came from Bob in the same tone. "Call while it's high," said Sam, and up it went—spinning round and round in the air. "Women!" cried Bob. Down it came with a ring on the floor and rolled into a corner of the room. "See what it is," said Sam. Bob crossed hesitatingly and peered down into the corner. "It's heads," he cried, "I've lost." "And I've won," cried Sam, rushing over to the place and picking up the dollar, my dear old lucky coin," and ne put it to his lips and kissed it— then went to Bob who was looking out of the window. "Shake!" he said, holding out his hand. Bob turned and took It, gripping hard. "Here's the key of the chest —you've got the nugget," said Ugly Sam. "Yes —that's right enough," replied Bob the Beauty with a choke; "I'll be off in the morning." ******* It was early when Bob got up next morning—so early that there was only a very faint tinge of light in the east—but he hadn't slept a wink, so n was as good as tossing about for another hour or so. He unlatched the door of the shanty as noiselessly as he could, for fear of wakening Sam. who was snoring away on his back, and slipped out into the open. He wanted to have a last look around, and straighten things up for his going—he'd have to make some ex cuse to the boys, he thought, they'd think it strange, and so he walked down to the claim. Although he had gone out so quietly, the click of the latch had been enough lor Sam, who woke to find himself laughing, positively laughing, he was so happy. He didn't get up immediately, but lay there planning out his future hap piness. He was sorry, very sorry, for Beauty, but perhaps the nugget would be some consolation to him; besides, he didn't think Bob liked the girl as much as he did. Quite an hour passed before he dressed himself, a bit smarter than usual, and went out. He even picked a little yellow flower that was grow ing among the grass by the side of the track and put it into his buttonhole. He had been walking for some time, now and then breaking into song in his deep, rough voice, and hardly no ticing where he went—till he looked up and found himself by Peep Hollow, some way out of the camp; so he sat down with his back against a big pine and lit his pipe. "As happy as a king I'd bo," he started to sing between the puffs of smoke, when he stopped suddenly, for convng along the path toward him he saw a slight figure in a big straw hat. His heart gave a bound. It was Lil! Ugly sat very still as she ap proached, and she didn't see him, be ing very interested !n something she was talking to—he strained his ears to listen. "You dear, dear, old fellow —how I love you—better than all the world — Sleepy Camp thrown in." It was a photo-picture she addressed these remarks to, Sam could make that much out. "There, back to your little hiding place and nobody knows nothing about yer." So saying she kissed it and slipped it into the front of her blouse, then, turning from the path, cut off through the pines. Sam had stopped his song to listen, and it was some moments before he thought of getting up to follow her, but he did after a time, and tried to make out the way she had gone. He had been breaking through the undergrowth for a few minutes when he saw something on the ground a few yards ahead. "It's the picture she had," said Sam to himself, so he forced his way through the spot where it lay. It was face downward—he picked it up and turned it over—it was the Beauty's. Sam let it fall with a half stifled cry and put his hand to his throat, then kicked his way out to the track again and made for the shanty. He met two or three of the boys who were off to work, but never raised his head to their greetings. Reaching the hut he pushed the door open and stumbled in. Bob hadn't returned (lii.s things were still unpacked); he took a long time to say goodby to his friends. Sam dropped into a chair, and stared hard at the door —then he jumped up and rummaged in the lock er for something and returned to the table with a dirty piece of paper and a little stump of a pencil. He sat do\\'n and then, with his great heart like a lump of lead, wrote, in a very illegible hand: Dear Beauty—Your sure ter be knocked when yer see this, but you'll be glad. We tossed fair and square for the gal, and I won, well —I were a fool ter think that a gal would like me in pref. ter you. Anyway, I soon found out my mistake, so I'm goin' instead of you. Tb"'rangements were that if one had ijil, the other had the nugget— so being, it belongs ter me, but I ain't goin't ter take it —you'd 'ave ter wait a time 'fore yer found another —p'raps never—l don't want it. Yer stay—l go. Still always yer mate and pard, Ugly Sajn. Leaving this scrawl upon the table Sam put a few belongings into a bundle and went out —slamming the door. As he threw the bundle over his shoulder he noticed the little yellow flower in his buttonhole. He took it out and threw it away, lit his pipe and turned his back on Sleepy Camp. —Mainly About People. LUXURIOUS DYINC FOR sls. How an Italian Street Vender Played 1( nn Villi Compatriots. The Italian colony of New York sup plies this anecdote to a paper in the Century, entitled "Humor and Pathos of the Savings Bank." An old Italian street vender, a con sumptive, feeling that his end was drawing near, prepared a scheme for ending his days in comfort. Observe the originality and delicacy of the scheme that he successfully worked on Little Italy. He had only $75 in the bank ana of this he drew S7O and re deposited it in a few days. He drew it again and again redeposited it, con tinuing the operation at brief inter vals, until on the credit of his pass book he had entries of all those vari ous sums looting up SBOO, and on the opposite page drafts to the amount ot about S7B5 —balance sls. After care fully cutting out the page showing the amounts drawn and leaving the long line of deposits, he took to his bed and called in his friends. He was dying; they could see that, the old man told them. They were good fel lows, and he loved them all, and he wished Pedro the banana peddler, and good Giovanni the boot black, and Ar turo the wine seller, to know how af fectionately he regarded them. What he had to leave them was not much —would Edgardo, good old Edgardo, kindly find, between the mattress and what used to be the springs, his bank book? Yes; that was it. Take it to uie window and tell him how much was there. Eight hundred? Ah, well, thanks to God that it was so much; but oh that it were more, for such good fellows as they. Dottore Bartollo had told him that he might live three months, till spring; would his good friends put back his book under the mattress, and when he was gone—no, they mustn't cry would they take it up to the bank, draw the amount and divide it be tween them? Meanwhile, as his lov ing friends of the present, his heirs in the future, would they kindly at tend to his little wants? Would they? Did they? That old fellow was fed on the fat of the land while he lay there in bed. He drank more Chianti in a week than he had swallowed in five years. It was even hinted by some that Arturo the wine seller was hastening the end by the vile Chianti that he constantly pro duced from his stock, while the push cart man was so generous of unripe bananas for the sick room that there was a division of opinion in Mulberry street as to whether he was cheering his friend's finale with fruit, or en deavoring to complicate consumption with other ills. At last he swallowed his last flagon of Chianti and through Little Italy made F. decent pretense of sorrow, it was really en fete —at last the SBOO was to be drawn. I was in the bank when the principals in their holiday clothes and with a few chosen friends, arrived. They stated the case, and asked for the amount, from which the push cart rntin was to receive some S4O for fruit, the wine seller SIOO, and the others vari ous sums invested for the invalid and his funeral, leaving some $350 as the "dividend." ! need not describe :ho small sized riot that followed when the abstraction of the pa?<*s fr<'m on? side of the book was explained to the swear ing laourners, and a tender was made to them of the sls. ali that the de ceased hat' in baiiK. Flr« Among the Keel wood*. Perhaps the most startling pheno menon of the fire was the quick death of childlike Sequoias only a century or two ago, says John Muir in the Atlantic. In the midst of the other comparatively slow and steady fire-work, one of these tall beautiful saplings, leafy and branchy, would be seen blazing up suddenly all in one heaving, boom ing, passionate flame reaching from the ground to the top of the tree, and fifty to a hundred feet or more above it, with a smoke column bending for ward and streaming away on the up per free-flowing wind. To burn these green trees a strong flre of dry wood beneath them is required to send up a current of air hot enough to distill Inflammable gases from the leaves and sprays; then, instead of the lower limbs gradually catching fire and ig niting the next and next in succession, the whole tree seems to explode al most simultaneously, and with awful roaring and throbbing a round taper ing flame shoots up two or three hun dred feet, and in a second or two is quenched, leaving the green spire a black dead mast bristled and rough ened with down-curling boughs. ICntftla a Lund of Uniform*. If anything Russia excels even Ger many in the matter of uniforms, writes a correspondent in the Chicago Tri bune On the sidewalks of any of the large cities and more especially at railway stations, it is safe to assert that a least 25 percent of all male adults are in uniform. It is a puzzle to the tourist to identify the bearers of such distinctive garbs, consequently th» different branches of the govern ment service are often wrongly inter preted. The gaudy uniform does not always indicate a high official, as an officer of high rank may appear in a plain uniform and one of low rank not infrequently parades the streets with more fuss and feathers than his com ma.nrlAr If a Shoe Pinche«. If a shoe rubs or pinches on pari of the foot a piece of black silk put over the spot will give immediate re lief. To Itemnve Unit from Steel. Put the article, if possible, in a dish of kerosene oil; or wrap the steel in a cloth saturated with the oil. Leave it a day or two. Then apply, If th« spot is obstinate, salt wet with hot vinegar or scour with brickdust. Rinse thoroughly in hot water and dry with a flannel, giving a last polish with a clean flannel and a little sweet oil Varn!Kiting Wood. When varnishing wood the work must be done in a warm room at a temperature of at least 75 degrees Fah renheit. At a lower temperature the moisture in the air will give the var nish a milky and cloudy appearance. At the higher temperature on the other hand the moisture is not precipi tated until the alcohol of the varnish has sufficiently evaporated to leave a thin and smooth film of shellac. The gloss and durability of the varnish are entirely dependent upon this. Wa ter should never be applied to var nished furniture, but oil should be used in all attempts at cleaning. Kero sene oil may be put to good account in cleaning unvarnished woods, but. like water, it should be avoided with var nish. Jupanoae Boudoir Ornnment. A quaint ornament for a boudoir, up right piano or bracket is the follow ing: Take a small Japanese cat bas ket and a Japanese doll's head, with hair arranged in the quaint oriental fashion. Arms are included in the up per part of this Japanese girl and shoulders. A puff of pale blue silk goes over these, simulating a low necked waist. The sleeves are also puffs of the silk. This upper part of the doll sets upon the basket and a pair of legs, each slipped into a puff of the silk, are fastened to the top of the basket so that when the head is on it, the effect is that of a pretty lit tle miniature Japanese girl placed upon the piano or shelf, with her feet hang ing over it. Pink silk or cardinal can be used for dressing the doll, but blue seems to accord well with the general tone of boudoir furnishings. ISr«>nkfHst Cream Cake*. These delicious little cakes are of such fairy like lightness and so deli cious that it is difficult to realize that they are so simple in the materials used. It is difficult for a tyro in cook ing, who has never seen them served with the accompaniment of fragrant coffee, to realize how excellent these cakes may be. Take a cup of sour cream, which is well loppered but not old enough to have any suspicion of mould about it; stir in a scant half teaspoonful of scda, or just enough to make the cream sweet to the taste; aod a little salt and enough sifted flour to make a dough as stiff as a pie crust. Roll the cream cakes out as thin as a pie crust and cut the crust into long oblong strips about an inch and a half wide by three inches leng. Bake the cakes in a hot oven until they are a rich brown. They should be baked quickly, like a pie crust, and hue a pie crust they will increase many times in size. This rule gives an excellent crust for a chicken or a game pie. H Coffee Charlotte —Soak half a box of gelatiie in half a cupful of cold wa ter. To one pint of thick cream add a small cupful of sugar, and a cupful of clear, strong coffee; whip with an egg-beater until thick. Stir two ta b'.espoonfuls of boiling water into the gelatine, after which beat it into the cream mixture. Pour into a mold lined with sponge cake. Chicken Saiau —Cut two and half ctipfuls of cold cooked chicken into dice, mix well with one cupful of dried celery, and moisten with a plain French dressing. Chill thoroughly. Wash and crisp well a small head of lettuce, arrange in cups on a small platter, pile in the chicken and celery, put on each a spoonful of salad dress ing and serve very cold. Cucumber Pickles —To each hundred of the smallest cucumbers you can procure, allow an ounce each of mus tard seed and cloves, a large table spoonful of salt, a cup of sugar and two small red peppers. Put the cu cumbers in a kettle with enough vine gar to cover them. Heat very slowly to the scalding point. Take out, put in cans and fill up with boiling vine gar. Delicate Water Custard—Beat well four eggs, add one scant cup of sugar and beat again. Now add. drop by drop, one-half cup of boiling water, beating constantly. Beat three min utes, add two and a half cups more boiling water. Great care must be taken in adding the first naif cup. Add a pinch of salt, any flavor you de sire, and COOK in double boiler until solid in the centre. The water in low er dish must not touch the dish con taining custaru. Put your dish where you can see the water begin to bubble and keep it so. Must not boil hard. The Government's Mall Ponrhoi. The life of an average leather mail poueii is about twenty years, and it ■will receive many repairs during its official existence. Leather, however, is too heavy for the purpose, though most durable. The Government pays letter postage transportation rates to the railroads on the bag as well as on its contents, so the department Is gradually retiring leather pouches and substituting those made of canvas. These last about seven years and are three times as light as leather. Even the weight on these pouches lias been lessened two pounds by a device for fastening them at the top and locking them securely, doing away with the strap and steel staples of familiar sight. Our mail bags average 250 trips a year, and a single bap will tlnd its way to the shop on C s\ 'eet for repairs many times before its 'fe is officially declared to be ended. vst year 110,- 000 were condemned. 1 .iere were also repaired 1,384,200 and 10,000 made In the shop. Quite a local industry, as you perceive. The department also purchased 170,000 pouches. The Government owns all told 1,050,- 000 mail pouches. To meet an emer gency several years ago the shop on C street turned out 60,000 bags in two months. We keep two-thirds of tiie stock in use, and one-tliird is held In Washington and at various postofflces as a reserve. The Government pays out about $275,000 annually for the mail equipment of this character.— Washington Star. Peltinj; Bride* With Flower®!" The custom of showering bridal cou ples with rice is as old as the monu mental hills. It is sometimes attend ed with disagreeable results, but is still persisted in at most matrimonial functions. An improvement upon this custom which seems likely and ought to become popular, was observed at a pretty wedding celebrated at Lake Geneva, Wis., just before the close of the outing season. The piazzas and lawns of the bride's home were beau tifully decorated with hydrangeas, which the extensive gardens furnished in unusual profusion. The altar ar ranged at one end of the parlor was beautifully decorated and bowered with the same blooms, mingled with ferns and evergreens. Hunches of the blossoms stood in large jars and vases in the spacious hall and banked tiie great fireplace. When the newly wed ded pair started away in the late af ternoon the guests lined the way from the house to the entrance gate of the grounds, every one provided with hygrandeas, and through this lane of pelting flowers the bridal carriage was driven. It was a poetic and pictur esque change from the usual rice shower.—Chicago Itecord-Herald. The Chinese Kmpcror'n Talisman. Xo Chinese potentate has ever been without his precious amulet. It is recorded of a former "sou of heaven" that his talisman was a bracelet which he wore upon his forearm. The result was that when his celes tial majesty was stricken with paralysis, tiie use of that particular arm was preserved to him and ho was able to issue his decrees as usual. But tiie full extent of tiie amulet's mystic power was only revealed at the Emperor's death. Three days after that event, when the priests were viewing the body, the removal of the bracelet was suggested. Instantly the hand was lifted up in deprecation of tiie proposal, which was thereupon abandoned. At least, so runs tiie story. Indians Won't Goto Mexico. "Standing Yellow, a war chief of tiie Cheyenne Indians, has recently re turned from a trip to old Mexico," says tiie Los Angeles Times, "where he was sent as a delegate for a num ber of tribes in Oklahoma, aggregat ing about ten thousand Indians. The purpose of tiie old chief's trip was to 6elec- a new home for the reservation Indians, who had always considered Mexico nothing short of another hap py hunting ground, where they eouid all live a life of prosperity and ease; but the report of the old chief lias upset the fancy notion these Indians held about Mexico, and will be the means of retaining the ten thousand red skins in this country until they die." St. Jacob* Oil For Clmt-Coldi, Itrnn. ehltis, Croup, ami Pleurln.v. 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