TAKIWG HER MEASURE By the wntl where the wild rose etam- ban, The shadows and sunbeams played, Wp stood lier while taking her meamire, The height of our little maid. The glory of gold wan around her, The sunbeam dappled her hair, And the joy of her rollicking laughter Made ripples of song in the air. Now, how shall we measure her mischief, And how shsll we mensure, we said, The dreams and the delicate fancies Of childhood that circle her head? And how shall we mensure the gtorv That Hoods every hour that we dwell Under t lie gleam of her spirit. Under the grace of her spell? Earth compasses not in its standards These measures of inltnite sweet; Earth figures her only by inches So many from head unto feet! The blue of her eyes end the glory, The sweet of her lips when they smilo, How can we count them in unit. In figures that glow on a dial? By the red of the rose in the shadow. By the white of the bloom in the gleam, We stood her to fathom with wonder The glory and growth of our dream; And we marked on the vine where lier head came. And then let the little tape fall All the length of her delicate figure That had stood in its sweet by the wall. But what of the feet and the inches? What matter for tigures like those t She's as tall, let us say, as the lilies; As high, let us say, as the rose! For the sweetness that lives in her laughter, The mischief that dwells in her eyea, Ah, thst is beyond us to measure As well try to measure the skies! So, there by the wall 'nealh the blossoms, With the birds singing sweet in the trees, Willi the ripple of rivers that hastened To the infinite depths of the seas, We measured her grace beyond measure, We reckoned her sweetness apart And both of them added together Came just to the brim of our heart! , Baltimore Sun. mun IllnATltfl A T1 II I mi I IT ATI IV V IT I M mil HUU1BU W MKM KUKMAB. M A The room i.ad a homelike air that pleased the young man seated near the cheerful Are. He -vas a well built young man, with a clean-cut face that bora a thoughtful eipros Ion, which gave place to a quick omlle as a slender young woman en tered the room. "Good evening, Philip," she said and gave him her hand. "Sorry you had to wait for me." "It wasn't long," he answered. "I passed the time looking Into the fire and finding castles In the glowing couls." "What sort of castles, Philip?'. "The kind that turns to ashes, Marna." She frowned a little at his an swer. "Things going wrong again, Philip?" "They're nlwayr going wrong, Mam.-." "And what is the latest trouble?" She was standing by the mantel looking down at him. "You remember that llttlo attach ment for an engine governor that I showed you last week? I worked it out in brass and took it to DeWItt Schuyler. He wouldn't qpusider It. Said he'd had all the newfangled at tachments put on his engines that he could stand. And I relied on him to place It on the market." "Didn't you try to demonstrate Its val,tie to him as you did to me?" "Oh, I can talk to you, but 1 couldn't to DeWItt Schuyler." "And you didn't take It to Leon ard Hester, nor to Demnielin Broth ers, nor to Hope & Co.?" "No; I was discouraged." "And where is this attachment now?" "I threw It back on the bench. I begin to think It Isn't any good." "Philip, Philip!" "What's the matter, Marna?" "Why don't you persevere?" "1 don't know, Marna. I guess it isn't in me." "Of course you couldn't persevere long enough to find out. But I tell you it is in you. You need some one to keep you aroused, to encour age you, to teach you a proper pride in yourself, to keep you moving along the right road. That's what you need, Philip.' "I can't afford a partner, Marna. There isn't enough in the business to pay two of us. ' The girl's gaze did not vaver, but a slight flush tinted her pale cheeks. "The sort of partner I mean would not be exacting, Philip." He stared at her. "Have you some one In view, Mar na?" he a3ked. "Yes." "Anybody I know?" "Yes." "Somebody who knows me?" "Knows you very well." "Knows my limitations my weak nesses?" "KnowB you thoroughly, Philip. "And still wants to be my part ner?" "Yes." There was a little silence. The girl still stood by the mantel looking down at the young man. Her face was flushed, her eyes were very bright, and Philip Bralthwood thought he had never seen her look so pretty. "I don't see how it could be ar ranged," he fretfully murmured. "He wouldn't be satisfied with any showing I could offer him. It would simply be a list of failures and dis appointments." The girl seemed to hesitate a mo ment. "How long have we known each other, Philip?" "How long? Nearly twenty years. Ever since we were little children together." B."T To value jyN friendship, Philip. And you will believe me when I ay you need a partner?" "Yes. But I have told you I have nothing to Interest hiai." "This partner will not bind you to any agreement." "And what interest does he ask?" "He will leave all that to you " "Eh! Who is It, Mama?" "Can't you guess? ' "You!" She nodded brightly. Then her face grew serious. "Wait, Philip. 1 am going to aay something to you uow that may im peril our friendship. I have thought u " out and 1 am going through with it no matter what may happen. I do not mean the sort of partner you mean, Philip. 1 mean a wile." "Marna! " His face fiuBhed. He looked away from her and stared at the Ore. "I knew It would startle you, Phil ip." the girl went on. "I was pre pared for that. And I am also pro pared to plead my cause. 1 could be very helpful to you. Philip. You need me. Nobody understands you as I do. Nobody knows so well how to encourage you and to arouse In .vou the ambition you lack. I knew you would never ask me, Philip. And ao I had to aak you." She waited a moment, but he made no response Take your time to think it over, Pbliip. There Is no hurry." Then he looked up. "I wish you hadn't said this to me, Marna." "I am glad I said It, Philip. But, of course, it musn't make any differ ence in our friendship. You will come here just as you have been in the habit of coming. You must con sul with me Just as you have always consulted." He arose. She followed Llm to the door "Come as usual Saturday evening," she said. "Good night." She put out her slender hand. He touched the cool fingers and hurried away. He would never go there again, he told himself. It was shameless, the way she treated him. No other man was ever treated that way. She took advantage of him because he was so Infirm of purpose, so irresolute. It was true that he had monopolized a great deal of her society. No doubt ho had kept other men away by his thoughtless attentions. He had never thought of marrying her or anybody. The next day was Thursday, and in the nfternoon Philip received a note from Marna. "Please send that model of the at tachment for governor to me by mes senger. I may be able to utilize it. Will explain Saturday night." Philip sent the model, but with the determination not to listen to any explanation. Nevertheless when Sat urday night came he sought the Nor man home. "I must toll you about my success with the attachment," said Marna. "I know Mr. Arthur Hope. I taught his little girl, you know. And she did so well while in my charge that her father felt grateful. He asked me to call upon him at any time, and said he would be glad to be of ser vice to me. So I took the attach ment to his office in the big factory. I told him I had a chance to Invest a little money In an Invention, and then I showed him the model." " 'That looks like a good thing.' he said. 'What's the price?' I told The he remembered that he was getting deeper and deeper Into Mer na's debt. And he went back to bis lonesome lodging. He was busy now, hnsler than he had ever been. There were new orders secured through the orders got by Marna. There was money coming In. His dead ambition had come back to life. And he owed it all to the girl. One night he called on Marna. "Marna," he said, "I want to make a partial settlement with rota." "This Is a strictly business trans action. PhlUp? There Is no senti ment about It?" .He flushed. "I understand." "I want the full amount due me." "For the two months since you secured the first attachment contract the net profits have been $1626. This will make your share $813. Is that satisfactory?" "Philip," she quietly said, "under the arrangement I proposed this money would have remained In the business." Ho suddenly choked and turned away. Why did she persist In alluding to that unfortunate proposal? She saw It hurt him. She knew It drove him from tho house every time she re ferred to It. It was so unwomanly. And then he stopped. Was he not fully as unmanly as Marna was un womanly? Here ho was actually building up a bank account on the profits she had earned for him. True, he had given her half those profits, but she had really earned them all. Well, there would be no more of it. He would let her understand that he had a llttlo manliness left. He would shift for himself hereafter. He wait ed three days before he put this re solve into execution. And when he made the momentous call he wore a new look on his face that meant com plete self-reliance. Mama seemed very quiet. Pres ently she spoke. "Philip," she said, "I have a little news for you." "News, Marna?" "Yes. Mother and I have decided to go away. We are offered a pleas ant cottage at Hereford, the prop erty of my Uncle Edward. I have given up my school and we expect to start next Tuesday." "Going away, Marna?" "Yes, Philip. It seems like a great change we have lived here so long and I have felt quite blue over It all day." And then PhlUp suddenly realized with a sickening sensation what this meant for him. "This is very sudden," Marna." "Yes. We received my uncle's let ter yesterday. He was anxious to have us come as Boon as possible." Philip leaned forward. "I can't really believe you are going to leave us, Marna. It well. It breaks me up a good deal." Her clear eyes were regarding htm intently. Thero was a gentle smile on her face. "I'm sorry to go, Philip, but It seems to be the right thing for us to do." He drew a long breath. "Why, Marna," he said, and his POETRY. PEROT BYSSHE SHELLEY Poetry la the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds. We are aware of evanescent visita tions of thought and feeling, sometimes associated with place or person, sometimes regarding our own mind alone, and always arising unforeseen, and departing unbidden, but elevating and de lightful beyond all expression, it is, as It were, the lnterpenetra tlon of a diviner nature through our own; but Its footsteps are like those of a wind over the sea, which the morning calm erases, and whose traces remain only, as on the wrinkled sand which paves It. These and corresponding conditions of being are experienced principally by those of the most delicate sensibility and the most enlarged Imagination; and the state of mind produced by them Is at war with every base desire. The enthusiasm of virtue, love, patriotism and friendship is essentially linked with such emo tions; and, whilst they last, self appeurs as what It Is, an atom to a universe. Poetry makes Immortal all that Is best and most beautiful in the world; it arrests the vanishing apparitions which haunt the interlunatlons of life, and veiling tbem, or In lauguage or in form, sendB them forth among mankind, bearing sweet news of kindred joy to those with whom their sisters abide abide, be cause there is no portal of expression from the caverns of the spirit which they Inhabit Into the universe of things. Poetry redeems from decay the visitations qf the divinity In man. him the price you mentioned, and he said I could send him a dozen to equip their factory engines." John's eyes sparkled. "That's fine," he said. "The at tachment couldn't have a better ad vertiser than Hope & Co." "That Isn't all, Philip. Mr. Hotw called a man Into his room and Intro duced him as the representative oi a big Eastern supply house. And the man looked at the attachment with a critical eye and asked the price to the trade. When I told him he aald I might send blm 600 If I could ship them In sixty days. I said I could, and here's the order." PhlUp drew a long breath. "You'ro a wonder, Marna," he cried. And then he remembered her proposal und suddenly stopped with a flushed facs. "And now," said Marna hastily, "I want you to draft for me a detail of that automobile brake clutch that you told mo about last month. Here's the table and paper." Philip was a good draughtsman and soon finished the drawing and the description. "And the price and the time you will require to get them out in quan tities." Pblllp did so. "I have tried that device on the Monarch Company," be said; "they couldn't see anything in It." "Probably you didn't know that the Monarch Company makes a clutch of Its own," said Marna. "The head of the Glfford Runabout Com pany Is an old friend of my father. I am going to show your drawing to him." A few nights later he was there again. He was very anxious to hear what Mama had done with the clutch. "i lauded an order," she told him. "Mr. Glfford called it the best thing he had seen." She passed a slip of paper to Pblllp. "It you can deliver them aa needed and bill them at that price be will take (000." "Splendid!" cried Philip. "There s s beautiful profit lu It!" how You words came fast, "I can't see I'm going to do without you. have don j everything for me. You've set me lu the right direction, and now you are going to desert me. I never realised before what I owe to you. And ! never realized before what a selfish, ungratelul fool I have been In accepting the favors you have done for me. Now that I am going to lose you my blind eyes are open." He put out his hands with uu ap pealing gesture. "Marna, dear Mm -m, I want you for a partner and I'll gladly take you on any terms!" She suddenly laughed. "1 think the partnership can be satisfactorily arranged, Phfllp, dear," aho softly said. W. H. Rose, 1l Cleveland Plain Dealer. Temperature in Fishes. The interesting question as to whether fishes have any temperaturo worth mentioning was discussed tho other day at the Edinburgh Royal Society In a paper on the "Body Temperature of Marine Animals." It may be taken as established by tests that In the larger fishes (cod, ling, eto.), the body temperature Is slight ly higher than that of the water. In dicating a feeble attempt at heat reg ulation and a slight development of a heat regulating mechanism, but In the smaller species there is practical ly no difference. Philadelphia Record. Richest of Gold Mines. The richest gold mine in the world Is the Robinson mine ut Johannes burg, S. A. Milling operations were begun in January, 1888, since whtch time there have been 3.$ 12,900 tons of ore mined altogether and 2,686, 300 tons milled. The total amount of gold produced has been 2,263, 800 ounces fine, valued ut about $46, 000,000 or $17.11 per ton. The work ing profit has been about $28,760, 000 or $10.72 per ton. It is esti mated that the mine will have yield ed a net profit of 70,000,000 tons by 1930, by which time It will be ox- I hausted. Philadelphia Record- ODD : "AA" mm 2P m 9 hi com If OUTSIDE the window the snow came steadily down In groat soft flakes, while Inside the hickory fire blazed In the wide chimney, now and then throwing out sparks across the hearth rug where Teddy Truesdale lay. with Keep, the curly haired collie. "Holidays Is awful Btupld," said tho little boy presently, "If people won't let you go out or make snow balls or anything. An' tho big boys Is out. I'd ruthcr learn lesBons than stay In the house." "Do you know what holiday this Is?" asked Grandpa Halsoy. who was reading near the window. "Just Lincoln's Birthday," an swered the little boy, carelessly, ''and lio wasn't anything but President. Presidents happen most any day. Wish I was at school." Grandpa Halsey smiled as he laid down his book. "Presidents may happen every day," ho said, "but Lln colns don't. Let me tell you somo- MRS. LINCOLN. (From a War-time Picture.) thing about him, and then I think you'll be glad to have him remem bered by a holiday, even If he does keep you In the house." Teddy was Interested at once. "Tell me 'bout when he was a llttlo boy," ho said. "Very well," answered grandpa, "though I didn't know him then. Tho first time 1 ever saw him I went with a number of friends to Washington to consult the President about a cer- ! tain man for an office in our Stnte. But we all hud to wait until tho great man had finished a picture he was drawing for tho little daughter of one of the laboring people about the White House. Ho had started to put her down from his knee when our , party was announced, but she begged so hard to have him finish 'Just that ! one doggie,' that he smilingly said he hoped we wouldn't care, and sent the little maiden away happy In the ' possession of tho rude sketch. He was never too busy, this great heart ed man,-to do a kind thing, howevei small It seemed. "Even when he was a boy he was always on tho side of the 'under dog,' as we say, and sympathized with all suffering, for he had known so much of It In his own life. Ho was very poor, you know, and had to work early and late and hard for the barest livelihood. What would you think of living In a cabin whero the wind whistled through the chinks, rough leather hinged boards took the place of window sashes, and, when visitors came, which happened only a few times In the year, raw potatoes were pared and washed and handed around for refreshments? The family were too poor to afford anything else. "Lincoln himself never had any stockings until he was nearly a man grown. Rough cowhide boots, deer skin leggings and coonsktn cap were the beat his boyhood evor knew. For pins ho used tho long thorns of the haw and bean locust, and his coffee was made of rye bread crusts. "But 'Young Abe.' as ho was called In those days, was as ambitious as he was poor. He would walk miles and mllos after his hard day's work was over to borrow some book a gram mar or an arithmetic or a history which he had heard of Borne neighbor possessing. Then he would road and re-read avd study It, until he had mnstered every word, Bitting up far Into the night to work out examples by the light of the plnewood fire. Paper was too oxpenstve In those days for a boy as poor as Lincoln to think of owning any, and slates were unheard of where he lived. But he used smooth boards Instead, and bits ! of charcoal for pencils, planing the boards off when the sides were all , covered with figures. "Do you think you would ever want to learn enough to take so much trouble?" Teddy shook his curly head sober ! ly. He was vory much Interested by this time, and one or two of the othei j children, who had run In out of the 1 snow to get warm, had also Btopped 1 to listen to grandpa's story. "Often, too," the old man went on, "they could not get their meal ground at a mill, and 'Young Abe' would 1 have to grind all the corn, ear aftei ear, on a big Iron grater, something I like those we use for nutmegs now. j The only bed ho had In those days was ono made of big slabs hewn from , trees and coveroti with hay or straw, j and he paid for his first suit of 'blue jeans' at the rate of '400 rails 0 yard.' " ' ' jjj Grandpa Talks About Lincoln. "But I thought Presidents had lots of money," spoke up one of grand pa's listeners, "How could he ever get to bo President when he was ao poor?" "I think what really made Lincoln the sort of man that was most need ed Just at that time for President of our big country," grandpa answered, "was his simple truthfulness. Even when he was a little boy, living in the shadow of 'Blue Ball' and 'Shlney Mountain,' In his ollf Kentucky home, his word could always be depended on. Once when he was clerking In a store he made a mistake of a few 1 ' U, -- '.' . 'jjw-jfM I ' BBS ' . JbEoIFw ' ' "3 SlsWlftw-s 9pm t v TffSra? V BBrsiXfeW. 'tUwHPJBBBBBBBBrBBBl PHM , sssWisavviiisasftflfauBTKl B" -TSSbbsPHbbbbb! imm-L ' JT - 9BHBBBBBBBfl sTrssMsss I I 5L'.i. JQSHBJBJBJSSSSSJ Tho ( l.l Mlllatr.no " Vnu Used by Lincoln, a Doorstep on the Old Kentucky Farm. cents In giving an old woman her change. Neither he nor tho woman noticed It at the time, but that night, when Lincoln was going over the ac counts, he discovered the error. Fear ing his customer might need the money ho walked several miles to her cottage to return tho amount before he went to bed. If any one found him out In the wrong he was always ready to admit It, which Is often, you know, about the hardest thing a boy, o.- even a man, has to do. All these seem little things, but It was Just such little things that day by day built up the character of the rough country boy Into that of the mas whom a whole nation could trust at a time when everything looked dark. "Lincoln's habit of thoroughness even as a little boy helped him more than anything else In the responsibil ities and Important affairs of his latet life. No matter what he did, wheth er sweeping floors or planting corn or studying lessons, he always went to the root of things, and did them thoroughly, leaving no loose ends to trip up later on. Afterward, In his public speaking, he often won the day over an opponent Just because he had thoroughly mnstered every detail oi the subject on which they were to speak. The many disappointments, too, which Abraham Lincoln's early life had known made him alwayB very kind and courteous to others who were struggling, and he never let hit discouragements keep him from try ing once more. Over and again his business ventures failed, and he was many times defeated for political offices before he filled that at tha head of this big country of ours. Bui each time be failed he learned some thing that was of use to him In his next effort. He used to say that h would never have known how to b President If he hadn't had to learn sc often and over how not to be many other things. "The sadness and poverty of ISi own boyhood, too, made him verj gentle and indulgent with all chil dren. He was never Impatient with them, no matter what they did, or toe tired or busy to give them a pleasure. In fact, now I come to think of it, Lincoln was perhaps more of a chil dren's President than any we have had, and there Is no holiday children ought to be happier to have than th one that marks his birthday." An Anecdote of Lincoln. In October of 1833 Lincoln mel Miss Mary Owens, and admired her, though not extravagantly. From al! accounts she was an unusual woman. She was tall, full In figure, had blue eyes, dark hair and was well edu cated. Sho returned to New Salem In 1836, and Lincoln at once began to call upon her, enjoying her wit and beauty. At tnai time sho was about twenty-eight years old. One day Mlas Owens and another woman were ascending a steep hill, on tho way to a friend's house, when Lincoln Joined them. Ho walked be hind with Miss Owens, and talked with her, quite oblivious of the fact that her friend was carrying a very cross and heavy baby. When they reached the summit Miss Owens said, laughing, "You would not make a good husband, Abe." Woman's Home Companion. A Skunk Siory. President Lincoln once replied to a deputation asking Uim to change the entire Cabinet because he had retired Genoral Camoron from the War Department: "Gentlemen, your request reminds me of a story I once heard In Illinois of a farmer who was much troubled by skunks. "One moonlight night be loaded lit old shotgun and stationed himself In the back yard to watch for tho In truders. After some time his wife heard tho shotgun go off, and In a few minutes the farmer entered the house. ' 'What luck had you?' said she. " 'I hid myself behind the wood pile,' aald the old man. 'and before long there appeared not one skunk but seven. I took aim, blazed away, killed one, and there was such an aw ful stink raised that I concluded to lot the other six go.' " Germany ships 21), 000, OOP feath ers to England lu the course of year for millinery purposes. Lincoln Family History Thomas Lincoln sottled on the farm near Hodgeuvllle In March, 1806. On the 10th of the following June he brought to his new cabin a bride, Nancy Hanks, and three years later there was born to them a child, whose name was to belong to the ages. The child grew in strength, foi the sweet air of those Kentucky hills could bring ouly a healthful glow to baby cheeks. A slater was born to be a companion to the boy, and they played around the cablu door and down by the rock spring. All Sick Men. A delegation once waited upon Mr. I. hut, In to, sak thn n i, - m 1 UL ft gentleman aa Commissioner to the O t . I T1 J- Besides his fitness for the place, they urged nil bad health. The Pres ident said: "Gentlemen, I am sorry to aay that there are elsht nth.r ,.i, .,... that place, and they are all sicker man your man. This cabin. In which Lincoln was born, was removed from Kentucky several yoars ago for exposition purposes, it is to be restored to lu orig inal place by the Lincoln Farm Association. Another Lincoln Story. Abraham Lincoln, the anniversary of whose birth Is now so widely cele brated, was once retained to defend a man charged with stealing some hams. At the trial the accused him self gave some very damaging testi mony, which so alarmed Mr. Lincoln that he went over to his client and told him that any further effort to clear him would be useless. The ac cused Insisted and Mr. Lincoln made a short, plea to the jury. The charge of the court was very clear, and there was little doubt that the defendant would be convicted. The jury was out only five minutes and returned a verdict of "not guilty." Mr. Lincoln touched his client on the shoulder and asked htm It he expeoted that. "Why, yes," he replied; "eleven o' them fellers helped eat them hama." Only Monument to Nancy Hanks. It is a curious thlcg that Nancy Hanks, the ex -trotter, Is the only memorial America boasts of Nancy Hanks, mother of Lincoln. The Lincoln Treatment. Abraham Lincoln and an Illinois farmer had long been friends, and th latter had written an everyday sort of letter In which he said, among othei things, that he had been In' pool health. Out In Illinois they are able to this day to quote what is called "Lincoln's prescription," sent to th farmer in reply by the President. "Do not worry," it read. "Eaf three square meals a day. Say yout prayers. Think of your wt,fe. Be courteous to your creditors. Keep your digestion good. Steer clear ol bllllousness. Exercise. Go slow ana go easy. Maybe there are otaet things that your especial case re quires to make you happy, but, my dear friend, these, I reckon, will give you a good lift." Philadelphia Times. Thomas Woloott, of Smyrna, Neb., owns a copy in Lincoln's own hand writing of the first speech made by Lincoln In a court of law. It had been several times completely rewrit ten, and Is now so full of corrections aa to be almost illegible.
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