|£p //■ The Kolio. I'm a fairy liltle ellln, without doubt, Ami 1 dance nwiiy and sing Till the forest's all n-rintr, And tlio birds are wondering What tho Echo talks about. Have you over sat upon the neadow fence When the frost is iu the ground, And tii" l'-aves are scattered round, Just a-listeniuK to the sound With a feeling quite intense? You may search for mo in hillside, wood and fen; You may call me loud and long, Yon may plainly hear my song— With the fairies I belong— k'ou will never see me hero again. —New York Mail and Express. A l'nrrot nt Itrvnkriml. A funny parrot lives In Brooklyn, and is very fond of the lady she lives with. When the breakfast bell rings in the morning, she will push open the door of her cage with her bill, fly down to the breakfast table, take her own chair, which she always knows and occupies at each meal, and wait till the family assembles. If they should not gather as quickly as she thinks they ougnt, she will call out, "Hurry up, folks, hurry up!" and at the same time hop over to the oatmeal dish an> attempt to lift the cover; for she is very fond of oatmeal, and will make lier entire breakfast of it. She would not touch the oatmeal, even if she were a'oie to lilt the cover, for she is a very good Polly. After finishing her break last, she flies right back to her cage. I.ittle liiily'n IJeatli. "Billy" was a poor little tailless dog who lived in Twentieth street, New York. He was loved by every one in l.is neighborhood, and there was a tad time when he died. "Billy's" tail had not been cut on, and so far as we know no one was ever cruel to him. He never had a tail. A little round knot where a tail ought to have been was all that he could show. He was so affectionate and wanted to wag his tail as other doggies did, but, poor thing, he had none to wag. So, of ne cessity, for he must wag something, he taught his ears to do it. He could waggle them like a donkey's when he was pleased or make them bristle with anger when so disposed. He was the self-appointed guardian of a large fam ily of children, and last summer he could not be persuaded to leave the doorstep until he knew that every one of the children was safely in bed. He loved to play with the children and race up and down the street, and did not mind it a bit if the little ones hung onto his ears He took sick and in a day or two he died. His body was laid instate in a back yard, and all the afternoon the neighbors, the children and their parents, and some quite old people, too, came into look at little "Billy." When the big wagon came along and the men took the dog's body and put it in the wagon to carry it away the children were inconsolable. They gath ered around their mother and wept, and sobbed for their good-natured pet. the dear, little, tailless doggy "Billy," whom they had loved so much and who seemed like one of the family. A Cui» or White Ten. Lucy and Laura were playing house under grandma's trees. The dollies sat around the tiny tea table and were as good as gold, speaking only when they were spoken to, and always say ing "Thank you," when their little mothers passed them cake or jelly. That is what children ought to do. "Mariana Angelica wants some 'white' tea. Do you think she ought to have it?" asked her little mamma Mrs. Laura shook her curls, and frowned at Mariana. "Tea is very, very bad for chil'ren," she said. "I never 'low my chil'ren to dink it, Mrs. Lucy." So Mrs. Lucy told Mariana that she didn't 'prove of her drinking tea, and Mariana kept on smiling, just as she always did. "But I know she wants that tea all the same," said Mrs. Lucy. "It seems too bad that she can't have what she wants." Mrs. Lucy sipped her own tea for a while, watching Mariana all the time. At last she put down her cup with a little bang. "There, she shall have some, poor dear. It isn't ofteh she gets It, you know very well. Mrs. Laura. So will you please to pour out another cup of tea; then there will be three —one for you. one for me, and anover for Mari ana." Mrs. Laura poured out a cup of tea for the poor, dear child, but she for got that tea for Mariana must be very, very "white," and when she had poured it out she gave a little cry: "Oh, dear, dear! This tea is very too strong for Mariana. It's too strong for me or you. Mrs. Lucy. What will we do with it?" "We mus'n't waste It." said Mrs. Lucy. "Oh. I know! There's Rover: we'll 'vite him to the party an' he can drink the tea." Rover was very glad to be invited, and he sat up in a chair just like th'e dollies and ate what Mrs. Lucy gave him. Only sometimes, I am sorry to say, he would grab. Ho drank up tha;. cup of tea that ought to have been "white" and wasn't; so it didn't get wasted. And Mariana waited ,>atiently, and at last she had a cup of really truly white tea and everybody was satisfied.—Brooklyn Eagle. Some Utile Koy»| Folk. There is among many beautiful ftories told of Holland's pretty queen a particularly sweet, unselfish one. When she was a very email girl she dearly loved an old servitor of the castle, and often went to him with her trials and troubles. One day ho came to her with a trouble of his. A cup belonging to a set parti* alarly precious to the king had been broken by the servitor, and the old man dreaded to confess to his royal mas ter, for it had been whispered through the castle that any one guilty of sucli carelessness would be discharged at once. The small princess thought over the matter very seriously and then said: "Do as I Did you and all will be well. Mend the cup as best you can. and when you serve coffee today be sure to give the broken cup to me." It was all done as her little royal highness had planned. No sooner had she received the cup, however, than she dropped it upon the floor, shatter ing it into a hundred pieces. With a cry of dismay the little maid ran to her father, confessed her fault and questioned humbly: "Will you discharge me, father?" A funny story is told of one of Queen Victoria's little daughters. She was rather a stubborn child, and very decided in her likes and dislikes. Dr. Brown was one of the household whom she did not fancy, and she always ad dressed him curtly as "Brown." At last her mother, the queen, took the child's manners in hand. "You must say Dr. Brown," said England's queen. "If you address him again as Brown I shall send you to bed." The next morning the naughty little girl was walking with her mother, when the obnoxious doctor drew near. With a quiet dignity the princess said slowly and emphatically: "Good morning, Brown, and good night!" There is a pathetic little story told of one of the Russian children of the royal family. She was very fond of white swans, and her father had a great number of tliem brought to the castle lakes to please the little daugh ter. But while she was still very small she died, leaving the castle quite deso late. The sad father could no longer bear the sight of the beloved white swans, so lie had b.ack ones substi tuted i.. memory of the gentle child. •• mil." William Waverly was his name, and he was a little boy who thought he was quite a man till one day it hap pened that his aunt, who took care of him, went down town to buy some new clothes for her nephew. He hoped she would buy him long trousers, like brother Harvey's—Harvey was a col lege man, and when he came home for holidays, he and William had great fun together, and Harvey was going to make a man of him very soon. In fact, he had just commenced to call him "Bill," which William thought very grown-up, indeed, but when he was babyish and cried, Harvey called him "Willieboy." Willieboy was such a horrid name that William resolved never to cry again. Well, when the package came from the store, William was in the garret playing with his mice. He had six very cunning little brown ones that were very tame. They would come when he called, and run all over him playing tag and hide-and seek about his head and all over his body. He was very gentle with them, and they certainly loved their little master. William heard a voice calling him from the stair. "Oh. it's my new suit," he said, de lightedly, to the mice. "I must run down and put on my new long trou sers, and when I come up you'll see a grown-up man. But you needn't be afraid. I'll love you just as much." Poor little William! When he came up to the garret again it was not with a feeling of great pride. In fact, he had to rush up stairs three steps at a time to keep the tears from falling and drenching the new suit that Auntie had put on. "Oh, oh, oh!" he kept saying to himself, "I feel as if I must cry, but if I do I shall be a Willieboy and this suit will be just good enough for me." To make matters worse, the mice would have nothing to do with him. They seemed to think that this newly dressed boy was an intruder and not their little master. Two of them ran away and hid so well that William could not even find them. The others looked very much frightened, and even the very tamest one had to be held by a string to keep him anywhere near. If you want to know what had hap pened look at William's picture! Then to make matters even worse still, who should happen to come home just at that moment but brother Har vey! He came quickly up stairs to the garret to find the little brother of whom ho was so fond. "Oh. Bill, Billy—where are you?" he called; and William, ashamed of his "baby" clothes, rushed pell-mell across the garret and hid behind some trunks. It took Harvey only a few minutes to find him, and pull him out, almost crying. "I —I didn't buy 'em, Harvey." he gasped, "and even the mice are ashamed of me." Harvey did not even sm:l« at hit little brother's appearance. "Poor old man!" he said, slapping him on the back. "Come down stairs and I'll see that you get some clothes fit for a boy of your size to wear." So down they went and big brother had a long talk with Auntie and that very f.fternoon Harvey and William went shopping together. And now Billy is dressed in a neat knickerbockor suii that makes him feel more manly, foi Harvey doesn't like rashes; and long trousers, he says, are in the way tili Billy grows bigger yet.—New Yorls Mai! and Express. A Winter of Warm Tints. This blending of several tones of one material is reaching a pitch of per fection which the most fastidious artist might envy, zibeline cloth in the many new tones of warm pinks and reds lending itself to being treated in this manner with the most happy results. Fashion decrees that we shall be cheered up during our winter moaths, for everything tends toward warmth and richness in color, the new pinks and oranges being first favorites, while browns and greens are developing all sorts of new shades. An Indian Wife'* Hou»ek«oplns. The young Indian wife of today is clean, a fairly good cook and tidy with her house. She is not yet well versed in the art of decoration, and red and green are predominating colors in all of her rooms, whether in harmony or not. The house has good furniture, but it is strangely arranged. The lounge is a favorite piece of furniture, and one sees it in every Indian house hold, always in the parlor. If the In dians have a piano or organ it goes in to the bedroom. The young buck's best saddle also goes into the parlor, and in many houses it is hung upon the wall. Red ribbons are tied everything, ev .1 the tail of the cat, for no Indian household is complete without a cat and a dog.—Chicago Chronicle. Walking Skirt*. The fashion of short walking skirts is a boon, but does not seem to have met with popular favor enough to have been adopted for the smarter cloth gowns; these ere still long enough to trail considerably. The sheathlike skirt is much modified, and the gored ski; t with circular side and a fittle fulness just at the back is much nTore of a favorite. There are skirts with one, two or three (l iunces, but the plain skirts with trenu udous flare and trimmed with the fiat trimmings are made in the handsomest materials. Velvet bands trim many gowns, while stitched bands »112 silk or satin still re main in fashion, and are used on tne handsomest of velvet gowns for the street and on the embroidered lace gowns for evening wear. Both rough and smooth cloths are used, the rough shaggy ones for morning, and made short, the smooth cloths for afternoon and rather smarter wear made long.— Harper's Bazar. Trim »n«l Suiitrt Witlklnc Suit*. The most useful day frocks are of corduroy. A fascinating gray, with Russian pouched bodice and plain skirt, hjis just a touch of silver em broidery 011 the iltt\je turn-down collar and breast pocket for a ticket or money or watch. Then a tweed suit of gray which merged upon black, was made of coarse woollen canvas —a quite new material. The "coming" skirt, short and full, and the long basque coat, opening to reveal a double-breasted waistcoat of amber and black paune the pointed ends of which showed in picturesque fashion below the double breasted coat fronts, combined to form a whole of supreme workmanlike sim plicity of the finest art and stitchery. Strappings of the same canvas and the antique silver buttons fastening the waistcoat were the sole ornamentation employed. After all the frills and fur belows, such a thorough tailor-inada was a delightful change. Another cor duroy of hunter's green had moleskin trimming and a knotted lemon-colored tie. Origin of Guipure The origin of guipure lace is wrapped in mystery. Hut there is a pretty tra dition regarding it current In the vil lages where it is made. It is said that centuries ago a certain Venetian sailor returned from a voyage in eastern waters and brought to his betrothed, a worker in needle point, a bunch of the beautiful and delicate coraline, which he told her was the lace made by mermaids livng in the coral caves of the Indian seas. "Pretty as it is," said the maid, "1 will make something far prettier witn my needle, and my bridal veil shall oe of the mermaid's lace." The sailor lad went off on another long voyage, and during the mouths of his absence the girl worked day after 'day with her needle forming white dots and tiny stars, and uniting them with deli cate "brides" till at last an exquisite scarf of guipure was produced, wliich was so beautiful that when she wore it as a bridal veil all Venice spoke of it in glowing terms of admiration, and many noble and royal women became the patrons of the young lace maker. —Chicago Tribune. Costly Gownii of Indian Belles. The Oklahoma Indian women aro not die most beautiful creatures in exist ence, yet "Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these." Many women of the Kiowa, Comanche, Ara pahoe and Ponca tribes have dr-sses costing from $750 to SISOO apiece. They are not made in what we should call the latest styles; the decorations are what count. The squaw's money is nearly all spent In purchasing costly ornaments for their clothing. These ornaments are in the shape of jewelry and pre cious stones, elk teeth and pearls. It is nothing out of the common to sea an Indian girl walking around over her reservation with SSOO worth of elk teeth tied to her dress in decorative style. Again, a two-carat diamond is no curiosity to these dusky belles. Most af the dreice3 are made from scf*. buckskin, lined with silk or satin. Red satin is a great favorite for dres? lining and shirt waists among the In dian women. Yellow silk is another of their favorites, but violet was iha prevailing color this year.—Chicago Chronicle. One Woman Cobbler. There is a woman cobbler at Granf* Rapids, Mich. She is the only woman working at that trade in the state, and for all she lias heard, in the country, though it's a good trade, she says. She would almost as soon peg new soles on a pair of wornout shoes or patch a pair of uppers as play th? piano, and she can do both, and, ac cording to the testimony of her neigh bors, do both well. Many girls and women are employed in shoe factories to do certain patis of the work where shoes are made by ma chinery, but Mrs. Harmer isn't thai kind of shoe operator. She can and does do all the work of a skilled cob bler from the stitching of a split seam in a woman's kid shoe to the pegging of a sole on a cowhide boot. She is every bit as good a cobbler as her husband, as he proudly admits, and he learned the trade when he was a boy, from his father. Husband and wife work side by side at. the sam< work bench and share iJe work equally. He started business 10 years ago and worked so well that he had to hire a bigger store and needed help. It wasn't competent help that he got at first, and that's how his wife hap pened to turn to cobbling. She didn't need to do it, but she wanted to and s'.e keeps it up, because she likes it and feels proud of helping her husband provide for the family and builil up his j business. They make up a specialty of con- I structing shoes for deformed persons j and that pays well. She isn't yet 30, i this woman cobbler, and she is good | to look at. She has three bright chil dren. and her home reflects the domes tic happiness of the family. ) Deceptive Lhco Imitations. "Without being conceited, I think 1 know more about lace than most peo- I pie," said a woman of taste recently, "but the imitations that are made now adays would deceive the very elect. 1 frankly confess that it is impossible for me to detect the different, unless 1 see the true and the false in direct comparison, and even then, unless I am on the lookout for the deception, I I am not able to tell which is which. "Just to show how little people leally know about lace, I will tell you what happenti. to me a short time ago. 1 1 have a stomacher of old Venetian rose i point, which ha's been exhibited in loan | collections as a rare specimen several j times, and this winter I wanted to use I it on a black velvet gown, but had nothing that seemed appropriat-2 to i use on the sleeves, and the skirt. 'Why j don't you match it at S.'s?' said my niece, who overheard the discussion. I ■ fairly gasped! 'Match my old rose ! point!' 1 exclaimed. 'Yes.' she an i swered calmly. 'I am almost sure that 1 saw that pattern there the other day.' So, half out of curiosity anil I half because I really needed the irim i ming, 1 went to the shop next day, and found that she was quite right. The | pattern was almost similar, and the ■ imitation wonderful, so I bought a suf | flcient quantity to trim the gown hand j somely, and took it to my dressmaker. , The result was so good that I really ; felt quite ashamed to wear it, particu i larly as one of the best judges of lace | in New York came up to me and ex j claimed: 'My dear Mrs. S., you are wearing a fortune on your back to night. I have seen the stomacher be fore, but had no idea that you owned so much of that magnificent lnce!' I Now, what was I to say! I could not ; tell such a connoisseur to her face i that she had taken an imitation lace bought at S.'s the week before for i priceless antique, so I simply smiled : and made no reply."—New York Trib ! use. Gray and white squirrel fur forms ! the linings to warm capes. In veiling, the latest is a white ! ground with large black and white i spots. Narrow black velv t ribbon is much ! used for trimming simple evening I gowns. Taffeta glace, tl old glace silk with a softer finish, \ .1 be much used for evening gowns. A novel hat .nported from Paris Is made of black caracul with brim facing of white chrysanthemums. White and gray is a favored com bination in Paris, and also that char acteristically Frenchy combination, pale blue and pale pink. Mousseline brilllante is a slightly thicker type of chiffon with a glisten ing surface, and particularly effective for ruches, frills and trimmings. An extreme novelty in boas repre sents a combination of sable and white ostrich feathers. Black ostrich is util ized in a similar manner with sable. Fur tails appear as ornaments on garments not otherwise trimmed with fur. A handsome white jacket has sev eral set at intervals down the front of the jacket, held in place with frog-like ornaments of white. The lace made by the peasant women of Brittany is the fad of the hour. It ; it a heavy lace embroidery on fisinet, ; most of it being tinted a deep cream j color. When made Into large plaited i collars this Breton lace is extremely ! chic. Cost and Value of "Ads." It costs money to advertise In the newspapers, but the returns amount to a great deal more than the cost in the long run. Advertising, too. Is a neces sary means 'otection against com petitors. As " the concern -which does not pe) olls for little girls, 9 String Tops which the urchin twirlst H Itox of Jackstraws—a lively same* H Fine Pictures, all well-known to fame}— Hp "Childhaod Days" is sure to please, jw As will "Violets nnd Sweet Peas,'" M •'A Ulft from Heaven" 's a gem of art, PR •*A Lively Tussle" shows puppies smarts fir "Little Sweethearts" I* very cute— E All are pretty* beyond dispute t ra Rest Steel Shears and Scissors too N Among the presents here for you j B Buttonhole Scissors we send along, H Ladies* Penkulves or Jackknives strong« B Religious Pictures, rich and rare, Cloth-bound Novels read everywhere! Dictionaries for daily use, H Aud Tapestry Covers we can produces H Subscription to"American Queen,*' W Pocket Match Safes, the best yet seent ffl ltlen*s Neckties, varied in design— |1 {Suspenders that are really line t ■ Aud good Steel Razors, hollow ground* With Leather Razor Straps ure founds H A Wedding Ring, a Turquoise Ring, 9 An Opal Ring will pleasure bring. ■ A Garnet Ring for youth or man, A Brooch-Pin made on neatest plans A Silver Bracelet for the wrist. And Belt Buckles are in the Ilstt > Hair Combs made of Tortoise-shell Six Hairpins of the same, as well i And Rubber Dressing Combs so fine* With Hair Brushes -a varied line t A Poreolnln Clock surely charms. We've also those that give alarms* And Watches, too, for either sex. Which mau or woman can annex t There*s Handkerchiefs for man and wlfo. Lace Handkerchiefs to lout a lifct And, for the Ladies* special use, Supporters, (barters, we produces A Shopping Bag, or Ladles* Belt, Or Pocket-Book to hold the "geldt," And Silver Tea or Table Spoons Are listed iu our Premium boons! A Kitchen Knife so sharp and keen. Conspicuous In the List is seeu. And Linen Towels—housewife's pride. For Lion Heads we will provide. Tooth-Brushes that are strong and flue# With bristles white and genuinei And Silver Napkin Rings so neat Their equal you but seldom meet t A host of gifts both small and great,— Too numerous to euumerntei They're here to meet the varied views Of those who LION COFFEE use! 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