THE EXILE. Tht treat ennelKi twtniw tin bloom ' Like censors down the languid air; Mora dmt to me the purple plume New England lilacs wear. The gun stride an exulting god-' Too glorioue shore the plain; I crave gray skiea and April sod Green from the lait long rain. At night tin stara are wonderful Remote thej blnne aloof opart ; Oh, northern night-sky, far and cool, Your itars ahine in my heart, I want the hills of home again; And aye my heart is yearning yearning To feel the hill-road up the'-glen Caress my feet returning. -Hlrace Hazard Conkling, in Everybody's. O i DILLAYE'S SECRET By MRS. JENNIE DAVIS BURTON. "Miss Vardevelt, do you happen to know how Dlllaye got such a start In life? No? Then I must tell you the story. Ascot had every advantage. He was brought up by an uncle, a very Indulgent old fellow, but with some strict notions, who turned sour' when the young chap began to reap his crop of wild oats tor Ascot was wild In his day, though he made it a hort one. He was head over ears In aeDi lor one tning and in a tight cor ner, when the uncle decided to cut him, and made his will, devising his property, to sundry missions and char ities. It was here that Dlllaye stepped in. He undertook to show the old fellow the error of his ways and to plead the cause of the nephew, with o much success that the break be tween them was patched up, and he himself was given a responsible posi tion in the business. Understand that Ascot had been meant for this place, but by Dlllaye's advice everybody knows that It was by his advice he took a subordinate position, staved off his liabilities by some means, and Is turning out well enough to Iregaln his uncle's approval. And meanwhile Dlllaye la growing rich and swelling the possessions of Ascot, senior, by his judicious management of affairs. It's my belief that he accomplishes everything he sets his mind to, and I must confess that I admire the man. Bo full of energy, so breezy, so much In earnest whatever he does going at It with all his heart and mind. It I had to be worsted In any fight, I'd take It as an honor to be worsted by Dlllaye." All this eulogy, delivered by one of his friends, was possibly Intended to have Its effect with Miss Vardevelt Where her two rival suitors were con cerned, but what woman ever yet loved in accordance with reason,? Not Visa Vardevelt, certainly, who had been a little spoiled, and was fond of having her own way to the disappoint ment of others, or the next scene I have to record would not have oa curred. ' "Is it true that you are going to marry Ascot?" I "I have promised him. Mr. Dlllaye." 1 'When you knew I loved you?" 1 "I must beg your pardon for con sulting my own liking, rather than yours," said Miss Vardevelt. saucily. But there was a strength of' emotion In Dlllaye's face that awed her. "What if I should prove that he is not worthy of you, that he is so much less than worthy that you will wonder how he has dared to ask so much?" She threw back her head with a de fiant: "Prove It if you can." "And have you hate me forever af ter," said Dlllaye, turning hte eyes gloomily away from. her. "No, I cannot risk that, but I will save you from him yet, in spite of yourself." It was in his plan to save her that he faced Ascot at a later hour, and the result of that interview was a let ter which was handed to Miss Varde- vnlt. fiATf mnrnlnv! "Forgive me for having come into your lite at all. Forgive me, slnee I have done so, for paining yoa, as I must, by the confession of my utter nnworthlnees. I have been a default er to my uncle's trust; I have stolen from -him the means tc repay ?iebta which it is my shame to have aver In curred, and by this act I have placed a barrier between us for all future time. The only reparation I can make is to leave you aware of my guilt, and to pray you to banish my memory as completely as I shall ban ish myself." Dillaye stood in his own chamber, his face showing worn and haggard in the nurnlng light, when she knocked at the door and held out that miserable admission of guilt. "You knew of this?" she asked. "I knew." "And he has gone?" "He has gone," Dlllaye repeated, mechanically. "Is Is it known?" "Is what known? Oh, I under stand. It is not and never shall be made known through me. If it be possible to to arrange matters in a way to avoid the compromise of his name" he spoke slowly, choos ing his words with an effort "I . shall endeavor to spare you that pain." Something on the hearth, a line of feathery ashes, where a strip of pa per had been burned, kept attracting his gaze, and when she had gone he stood and swept it away. One surprise followed fast upon another at the old bouse on the lake shore where the party of young peo ple had congregated during the sum mer. Ascot's Incontinent desertion it was supposed he had obeyed in- structlons from the firm, and soiled by an outgoing ship on the shortest notice bad scarcely ceased to be the toplo of Interest, when It was known that Miss Vardevelt would not remain inconsolable during bis absenoe. Be. fore the season was over she bad married his rival, but tuey were not a happy pair. The tender sweetness which bad been Miss Vardevelt's greatest charm faded from the faee of Mrs. Dlllaye. Her husband brought more energy than ever into hi bust nets, and became absorbed la it to the neglect of society, even, some whispered, to the neglect of his wife. Be that as it may, the coldnew be tween them grew, but the onlr erme when the) cause of it was alluded to In word was once when ahe demand id news of Ascot Dlllaye moved his dry Hps once or twice before he found his voice. "If I were to say I know nothing of him, you would not believe me, so let it be that I can tell you nothing " he replied. "Because you are afraid tn tr..pt me?" she seemed goaded on to ask. "Because what I could toil Wit 11 if only heighten your regret. Because any iaie aream I may have had of banishing him from your thoughts has left me, and all that remains is to hide the secret of your regret and our misery as best we may." "My regret. If he had died and been burled, and his sin with him, I might have known regret," broke blt- teny irom ner Hps. "I might have believed then in a love that wnuM neithet desert Its object nor be turned from it by sordid cares. I have little enough cause to believe in such now." The reproach. If it was meant fnr one, fell without effect upon Dlllaye. worn negan to tell on him as the months went by, but the only recreation he would take was an oc casional day snatched from the busi ness which people began to say was killing him, and spent in the quiet nook where the one summer holiday of his life had been passed. It was this fact that set his wife to thinking during one of his ab sences. Did some spark of lingering, tender sentiment remain in his breast'. uncnoKea oy tne naste to grow rich which had taken possession of his faculties? Strange actions of his aroee In her memory. She recalled. how, at various times, she had gath ered up iragments of torn envelopes when be was harassed by duns, and on the brink of ruin through debt, when his uncle had softened, but not wholly relented, find be took a des perate way out of his difficulties, by appropriating the money of the firm to his own needs. His timid nature would never have resorted to that course had he not been aided and abetted by me. I made the opportu nity; 1 screened him afterward; and it was through my efforts that the sum was restored In time to avert suspicion and exposure slight ex tenuation for my own part ot the crime. Yet I did it through motives in which I Justified myself, In my love for Ascot, and my wish to save him. It was all a matter of the past when e first met you. Jealousy then, the knowledge that his suit was success ful where I felt, but for him, I should have won, suggested the use of my power over him In the matter you know. I dictated that confession, I, who was the guiltier of the two. I had no mercy on him, but exacted that return through his gratitude more than his fears. Before It reached you a slip he had written afterward came into my hands. " 'I have done your bidding, Dlll aye, but I shall not live to be dis graced In Miss Vardevelt's eyes. Be fore this reaches you I shall be at rest In the depths of the lake, and for her chance of future happiness, I leave her unconscious of the existence which will end there, rather than bear the burden ot her scorn through a miserable life.' "How desperately earnest he was I, who knew him well, realized then, but how my responsibility in his death was to rise up and haunt me, to murder my peace, and to poison my Joys, all the time since has been slowly revealing. I have tried to crowd out the remembrance with busy cares, but the madness of remorse la more potent than they. It Is an iron hand holding me aloof from you, my love, my life!" And then a great Irregular blot where the pen had fallen, and a dis coloration where the man had bowed his head and shed bitter tears. It seemed to Constance Dlllaye that the hand of iron had taken hold of her heart and was wringing it dry. How many minutes passed before hei eyes full of horror and pain to see him standing just within the doot she could not have told. He must have seen that paper beforo it drifted from her nerveless grasp to the floor, but he gave no sign. He came for ward as It it were no surprise to see her there. "A ship has been driven in and aK9lB The Red Hatred Girl. "A new value has been placed upon the red-haired girl," says the Liver pool Poet "Many ot the largest tores in America," the article goes on to say, putting the word "stores" in quotation marks so that the British mind may recognize it aa meaning "shops," have advertised for these girls with red locks for the unique reason of their surpassing sunny tem perament. The manager of one of the large down-town restaurants explains his preference on the ground that the red-haired girl Is more optimistic, en ergetic and adaptable than any other kind. Moreover, she Is generally gifted with a clear complexion, and Is usually the pink of neatness, this as tute restaurant man has discovered, and all men particularly appreciate these qualities. The threadbare saying about the fiery hair and a corresponding temper la another one of the groundless su perstitions that must go down before this practical test of Its validity and the red-haired girl may wave her col ors In token of her meekness and do cility. Argonaut. t What Do You Remember of Your Courtship Days ? From the Buffalo News. a a I. Remember the time she suspicious gazelle! took you across the "swing bridge" to find out If you had been drinking, and you had! , II. Mind the little red haired Thompson squirt who finally got to keeping company with Her slater; mind how sore he used to make you by beating you tp the hammock on , the front porch and compelling Her, and yourself, to sit on the Bide stoop with the hired man! III. Remember the Women's Relief Corps home talent where She recited "The Wreck of the Hesperus," and, when she got down to that old familiar recurring line, she said: "Oh CXartytrm what mow I ha' i ' a3 j cu g. 2 i ?! i u fa 3 mm scattered about his room with her name ir his own handwriting upon them. Questioned, he had said: "I am developing a Mlcawber-Uke propensity for letter writing, I be lieve. I have diverted myself that way sometimes," leaving the Impres sion that these were but the scrawls of an idle moment, the restless Im pulse ot a hand which could not be BtlU. They appeared to her In another light now. She began to think there might be a struggle between the sor did cravings she had .resented, and the influence which every true wife ought to exert over bee husband's heart. She had heard ot a particular, strong inclination, in some persons becoming a mania might he not be a monomaniac in his acquisitive de sires,? Pondering these things, a sud den impulse moved her to follow him to the retreat hy the lake, so bright with life and gayety as she remem bered it, bo dismal In Its loneliness as she found it la reality when she oame that October evening within sight of the old house in the point. A heavy ram had bejr. beating down all day. She was dre'iched with it, buffeted and chilled by the strong wind which burled great waves to break upon the sands with deafening roar, but she bad set her face toward her object with ar much earnestness as Dlllaye himself had ever dis played. The place was deserted when she reached it. A fire In one corner had burned down to sullen coals. There were traces ot his late occupan cy, a shawl strap thrown carelessly down, a glove lying on the floor, some torn papers, and she sat down with a softened expression on her .face to await his retufu. The rain was ceas ing now, and a glow of angry red be gan to tinge the west. A bell was tolling out dismally at Intervals, shivering through the strife ot other sounds, hut several minutes passed before it struck her that this might be the alarm ot some vessel In dan ger. She roBe hastily at the thought, and gazed anxiously out over the vis ta of tossing white waters. No stranded hull met her sight, but as she turned from the window some thing' else did a sheet ot paper cov ered with her husband's handwriting, the first words of which caused her heart to bound: "My. Darling, My Wife; How often I have been driven in these mad fren sloe of mine to write out the secret which is consuming me by slow tor ture, bow often I shall continue to do so until the end comes, Heaven only knows. I wake from my sleep In cold horror, sometimes, thinking that one of these confessions has found its way to your eyes, but I can no more re frain from making them, even In the face ot such a danger, than I can blot out that hidden tragedy of the1 past, or my responsibility in causing It. . "How the truth siarts up and burns Itself In words of fire in my brain while I write Ascot never fled, never sailed in that ship, but Ilea drowned beneath the waters ot the lake where my hand sent him. "Let me go back to the beginning, struck on the bar," he announced "She will beat to pieces before th night Is half over, the fishermen say.' "And can nothing be done?" "A man might go out with a rope but no boat can be launched. It li the one chance to save a hundred souls from going to the bottom." She did not understand his quiet ude. She had the vivid contrast in her mind the bravo ship with hei human burden, all probably with their eager interest in life, doomed and they two, with the hope gon now which made life endurable, ic safety here. He read her thoughti with a wistful smile. "Constance, will you tell me God speed? I shall make the effort to ex out." She stood for a moment watching his hasty preparations, then went la to the open air, where he Joined hei presently. 'There was a monotonom drip from the, eaves, but the rain had ceased. The -bell, which had boei silent for a time, began again, bul drowning Its alarm came an ever in creasing sound like the deep roar ol wind and waves rising out of all bounds to encompass earth and spaco They looked awestruck Into eecb other's eyes, and the silence betwear them broke in a simultaneous burst. "Oh, Constance, forgive me wboi I have made expiation with my life.' "Dear husband, I loved you always even when I deluded myself by think Ing otherwise and in my waywardness turned to him. I have not beer blameless, I fear I fear!" It was as much aa they could do clasped close to each other, to heai these words. Then both their facei were turned toward the west, wher something rose like a white tower o) driving foam. It was one of thost sadden currents which sometime! sweep the lake with their devastatlnj flood, spreading wreck and ruin 1i their wake. The force of the curren1 broke against the point, the old shot of a building gave way before it ane" was tossed in fragments far and wide the point itselt was cut o.': as if it had been so much dry ashes in Jti puny resistance, tnd the two clasp ing figures that had stood there and now were gone made a dot In tin destruction wrought. But the shlj was lifted by the same tide bodllj from the bar, quivering through ail her length from the shock of waters then righting herself, was borne b) It into safety. Such are tho ways ol Providence, mysterious and lascruta ble. Good Literature. The Count's Wooing. "I'm almost sure the count Is is . love with me, excitedly exclaimed ! thji first heir Ana "What makes you think so?" in quired the ether. - "He asked me to-day how much I was worth." The Catholic Standard and Times. , . Australia's government 1 tavlni ban it have f!A,8';i.3Z4 on doposlt -,ual tb $49. S5 per ca;,ita ot the to tl population ot tl'o commoweslta The accouuts aera?e l?,75 each. Babies More Important Than Trees. Since she listened to a lecture on forestry by Enos Miller, Government expert, Mrs. Olaf Guldln, ot Fort Wayne, Ind., has been busy spread ing an idea. ' She believes the Gov ernment should send out lecturers on homo economics. "It Impresses me that it ia more Important to Instruct us about the child than about a tree," aays Mrs, Guldln, who Is a leading clubwoman In the Indiana city. "But the Government seems to attach more importance to the life of a tree than to the life of a child. Ot course, forestry has Its place, but I cannot understand why a lecturer should be sent out to tell all about trees when we women should be left to find out for ourselves, If we can, how to rear a child. I am sure the careful rearing ot children Is of more Importance to the nation than the careful raising of trees, and I for one wish the Government would recog nize the fact and send us practical lecturers. Ot course, there are wom en who know all about children, Just life?" It seems this young woman has struck the truth tqnarely on th head. After all, the big things ot life are the frolt of little things, and the wise husband will turn a respon sive ear to hte wife's little worries. Another reason nht spring from a desire to give her that companionship which In turn gives the ideal mar riage. New York Press., rtrst All Directory Wedding. London's first out-and-out Direc tory wedding was that of the Hon. Sibyl Roche to Nigel Baring. Ifwas held"""!!! St. Peter's Church, Eaton Square, and, the bride being Lord Fermoya daughter, was one of the most fashionable marriage ceremonies of the season. The bride wore a Di rectory gown of. soft satin with a tulle cl 3mtaette and a satin train. Her robe was folded sheth fashion about her figure in graceful lines. Her veil of embroidered lace was fastened with diamond broochee. 8be wore a big diamond pendant and carried a bouquet of orange btueaoms with lilies ot the valley. Each of the ten brides maids was dressed la a Directory gown of pale cream satin with chem isette and sleeves ot transparent tuoked tulle, finished with a square cut lattice ot satin. Two ot the bridesmaids were little girls, Miss Muriel Brentc-n and Miss Veronica Chrlstle-Mlller, the latter youngster three years old. Little Mine ChrlBtie Miller la believed to be the youngest devotee of the Directory gown In tht world. In addition to the costumes like those of the grown-ups, the wee bridesmaids wore large Directory bonnets of emerald satin lined in front with white- lace, also pearl and gold heart pendants. Lady Fermoy, the bride's mother, was tn a Directory gown of saxe blue and wore a hat trimmed with blue ostrich plumes. All the women guests also wore Di rectory dresses: New York Press. H U0U5E HOME Place Cards. Seasonable place cards are very handsome this season, and since the water colored cards have been so much In vogue, a very interesting and profitable field has opened tor girls with talents In this line of art. Some tit the daintiest cards are flower girls Opening bit boxes of roses, lilies or violets. Other pretty ones represent green Jack-ln-tbe-pulplts, colonial dames, Dutch girls and birch bark logs. For auto parties there are numerous cards suitable tor the table, also wedding and engagement place cards. . Photograph Frames. The latest frames for photographs from Paris have a light blue mat which makes an attractive setting for a picture. A framer can easily dupli cate one, as the colored mat Is really the thing and can be chosen to match or contrast with any room. One often does well to supply their own mat when having pictures framed, for certain rooms, especially If tap estry IS used. Many picture shops can furnish handsome ellk or cloth J mats, and it is cheaper to use these andjiulte as satisfactory, as one must purchase so small a piece for one picture. New York Evening Post rebJcfi&sl QCTKTNESS AMID STORM. Women and Wealth. We are apt to envy the wives ot rich men. But the envy ought to be on the other side and Is.' The un happiest, most restless women In this land are the Idle wives and daughters ot the rich. It is true they have fine houses, Lamp Shades Important. When choosing lamp shades for a room remember that color Is of more Importance than the material used. Porcelain and colored glass are often very satisfactory, but softer and more pleasing effects are obtained with shades of paper or silk. Be sure to oh ooso a shade which distributes the light properly, at the same time sav ing the eyes from glare. The color of the shade should harmonize with the walls. Red walls reflect red light best, and green walls are best suited tor green shades. Contrasting colors dim the light and make a room ap pear gloomy. New York Evening Post. French Toast With Sliced Peaches. Cut as many slices of bread as there are people to be served;- stamp out the slices into rounds or cut in squares, discarding the crust. For six rounds, beat an egg and add to it oae-foarth a cup ot milk, and a few grains ot salt. Put the prepared bread Into the egg mixture, and let stand until the whole has been taken up by the bread. Have ready batter melted In a trying pan, and In this cook the bread to a seUas brown on both sides. Serve with sliced and sugared peaches above each slice. Soft,, mellow . peaches are seeded. Harder peaches cooked in syrup may be used, the syrup serving as a sauce. Boston Cooking School Magazine. aa there are men who know all about trees, but I tear the women who don't know are In a , great majority." New York Press. Charms of Pleaders. A new element, insidious and prej udicial to the equal administration ot Justice, is said to have crept Into the law courts of Paris with the advent of women atorneys. The acumen which once went to the disentanglement of Involved points of law Is now being directed to the solution of this fresh problem. The leaders ot the Paris bar are discreetly hinting that the learned magistrates are not wholly Insensible to the physical charms ot the women pleaders, and that logic Is no longer enthroned In Its pre-eminent niche In the temples ot Justice. The women speak so fair and with Juch a tuneful eloquence that Justloo la now and then caught nodding. Those who have been placed In cus tody or who have property rights in jeopardy are said to have been quick to discern the truth and to avail theuv talves ot this extra-legal appeal. There are professional regulations against advertising, hut recently the editor ot a legal publication hit upon the clever expedient of publishing the photographs ot women pleaders in his Journal. Thus It was possible for the public to avail Itself of the most ibarmlng members of the profession. Now that particular publisher and his Journal have fallen Into disrepute with the leaders of the bar. It Is al logod that such a practice should bo discountenanced, because it subjects the less well favored feminine plead ers to a handicap 1l their quest for clients. Whether this protest is ab solutely sincere may be doubted since it comes from the men, not from the women. Although women have now Invaded almost all the professions, It would seem that the process of ad justment so far as the men are con cerned Is not even yet complete. They are still quick to selze'upon a pretext to frame an Indictment, but they can scarcely expect to achieve anything but an opera bouffe success. Chicago Record-Herald. Why They Xag Their Husbands. Knsllsh husbands have been com plaining In London newspapers of their wives running to them with household troubles, but they have been less assertive since a courageous young wife replied to tbera In the fol lowing effective fashion: "The reason why women tell their husbands what they don't want to know is because they must tell some one. The wife is locked up In the house all day with stupid and Irritating servants and tr7lng children. She has no one to whom she can unburden her mind and with whom she can discuss these lit tle worries, each of which may seem trivial enough, but which, taken to gether, spell irritation and despair. The man of the family has other in terests which serve to .distract his mind from ' business wo.'rles. He meets his friends In the course of his business, and I suspect strongly that he discusses the Iniquities ot office boys and clerks with them. Why should be complain, then, if his wife seeks his ndvlcs about the Talr uhlch form the greater par: c! her carriages and aatomobilea, fine dresses, magnllaeot jewels, stately calls upon cm another,, grand din ners, brilliant receftions and all that But it Is all a veneer. It Is merely a mahogany finish apoo a base of or dinary, common timber. It Is not happiness, but only a pretense of it an extravagant attempt at Imitation ot it. The great maw of women without wealth, who work in their homes, rear their children themselves, cook the meals, mead the clothing and do the thousand and one unending tasks of the busy housewife need not envy the glistening butterfly of fashion. The happiest women in the world are the hard working ones. Not over taxed drudges, but the women whose time and minds aad bands are evet ocoapied In icaxaig the home happier and life for those about tbem sweeter. To put a fine dwee on a girl accus tomed to nothlag stnee birth is to give no more real enjoyment to het than would be aUiau o a doll by the same process. But the pretty trreas bought by s girl with her own earnings means a triumph and a jor as the human heart can know. That drees la a part of the girl her self. It stands for ber heart, het brain, ber bone, bar blood. It makea an epoch In her life. It is the happy culmination of happy usefulness. None who observe even casually can fall to perceive the growing reet leasnesa among the women of thf great cltlos. The enormous increase in divorces is but one symptom. Th steadily increasing popularity ol apartment hosses, where babies may not come, is but one cause. The woman who appreciates het possible Influence in the home will never fall to find plenty to do and find joy In doing It. It Is from the borne she makes that most men husbands as well bb soni form their ideals of life and fit their aspirations. If she is idle, restlen and discon tented, the home. Instead of being a solid cornerstone of society, becomei a neap ot sana mat sinks under every , serve hot. weigot or trousio and stiirts with j every tiao 01 paaai.-m ana caprico. There is one great cure for the restlessness and discontent ot women. It Is in common sense application of mind and band and heart to useful work. Some women may be hsnnv, to spite of wealth; But It is possible fot any woman to be equally happy with out it. Columbus ClUsen. ffew Rugs From Old Carpets. Our upper hall Is a passage hall In antique oak with green and brown burlap. The carpet on the stairs leading to It is brown, old yellow and green. In recarpetlng the hall It was our wish to nse the same carpet as on the stairs, but when we wanted to order it we found that the design was no longer on the loom and that It was impossible to get any more ot rt, Nothing else seemed to match In color or design and we were sadly perplexed. At last a thought camo to us. We gathered together the Wilton and vel vet carpets that were so worn and faded from their latent service In the laundry that the storage attic wouldn't take them to.. Even the rag man wouldn't pay his customary cents for them. These we sent to a rug- company to have two new rugs made of them in sizes of two and one-half feet by fourteen feet and two and one-half feet by .Ive feet, These firms weave any old carpets you may have into durable rugs and are highly to be commended. When onr old, faded, worn out, dirty rugs were returned to us we found them transformed into two beautiful rugs of softest color. Thoy were woven as a filler and contained grays, yel lows, light browns and an old French blue. They cost Just $8. For weaving old carpets Into new rugs I am told the Ingrains ind Brus sels are preferable. If you tave any old carpets about the bouse do not be ashamed of them and throw them away. . Keep them until you need a aew rug. It Is also well to tell the weaver that you want a blended color effect aod what the predominating tone should be. Thon, if your car pets do not have the requisite colors the weaver can add the color In new materials at a cost of eight cents a yard. Good Housekeeping. Far beneath the noisy waters Of the raging, toming aea. It ia said there flows s current. Smooth and placid as can be. No rough waves disturb the flowing . Of that calm and peaceful atream; All the noim of tempfent racing Lies as distant aa a dream. So, to all who liaten truly For the Saviours loving voice, Oornen that "peace that paaaeth knowl edge, And Uie soul can e'en rejoice When the ttorm of life ia keenest; For, beneath the tempest wild Ia the quiet. Arm aaaaranre That the Lord protects Hia child. Rest, then, eoul, for God trfvea quiet To tht heart that trusta Hi will; "I will never, never leave thee," Ia the promise then, be still. Alice Foulgvr, in London Christian. Ttie Petty Trials of Life. But you know a great deal of the trouble of your life docs not come from the major trials at all, but that a great deal of the downright misery of our life comes from petty trials. You get a letter tn the morning be fore you begin your day's work, a carping and Insolent letter, and the poison goes Into your blood and makes It sour all the day. You wran gle at the breakfast table In a family about some arrangement of the day, and go fretted to the day's work. A friend passes you on the street, and you believe she saw you perfectly well. Some meddler brings you a criticism passed by some candid friend, and which he carried to you because he thinks it right that you should know. There is a feline amen Ity at that tea-table, and the two ladles go home all on edge. What are they? Such little things, but they mount np Into evil temper, darkened outlook, sore heart and bad blood. My point Is this, that not one of them was Inevitable; not one of those little trials would ever have happened if you and I had some common sense, and without common sense, some kindliness toward our brother. It is our social insolences, it is our Irritat ing manners. It Is the pln-prirks of our conversation, it Is our regardless nees of other people's feelings that darken our neighbor's lives. Well, then, is not life Is not lire heavy enongh for you and me? If. there Is anybody that says It Is noc heavy enough for btm, and he doesn't Buffer from unklndness, I rule him -out of court; he may go home boast ing and rejoicing. Is not life heavy enough for yon and me without all,, this addition ot vexation and of Irri tation? Why should you and I spoil our neighbor's temple? Why should we disturb his peace? Why should we lessen the poor little Joy he has lnthe world? Why should we make his life rougher, when we could have helped hlra? John Watson, D. D. to led . JJST TTOU TO FXLPASZ Elicit Fried Squiudies. Cut the squash Into thin slices, and sprinkle It with salt; let It Btand a few minutes; then beat two eggs and dip the squash Into the egg; then fry it brown In butter. Dreaded SunsiiKcs. Wipe the Bau snges dry. Dip them In beaten egg mid bread crumbs; put them In the 'rylng bucket and plunge into boiling at. Cook ten minutes. Serve with a garnish of toasted bread and pars ley. Amerirnn Tonst. To one ejrg thor oughly beaten, put one cup of sweet milk and a little salt; slice light bread and dip Into the mixture, al- i lowing each bIIcs to abeoi-b some ot the milk; then brown on a hot but tered griddle; spread with butter and Premature Old Age. The Lancet has recently declared that premature old age Is not so much a question of time as of "over-eating and under-thinking," and that "pros perous members of the trading com munity die at the age of sixty years or thereabouts; first, because they have ceaswd to think, and socondly. because they continue to eat and drink In exreas of tho requirements of their bodies." Longevity, a-'iordlng to tho the Lancet, is ma.' ly found In men of high intellectual endowments, "who have become dependent upon the ex ercise of those faculties for their chief pleasures." And what shnll be said of those who have devoted such endowments to the 3ervlco of (!od? Only tho other day it was the writer's happiness to liaten to a niatily ex position and a remarkably powerful err-.on from a pastor who hnd spent r'-er sixty years In the ministry, and the utterance seemed Inspired in its spiritual nnd mental strength, and in its Christ-Ilka yearning for the solva tion of men. Thero are numbers of others of anual ai;e nnd of similar de votion. "BlessoU are they that dwell in Thy house, they will bo still prats lug Thee. Blessed Is the man whoso Etveoc'h Is In Thn." (Psa. 84: 4, S.) LonJon Christian. Controlling; Our Iliaht purposes. Souls neeJ controlling as surely p.s bodies. Even Inspirations must be ruled by conscience and Judgment. Good feelings, like good lioree. have run away with a man and landed him In a ditch. Jesus taust the Impul sive Ptter that lesson, when, flrt being unwilling to be washed at all, Peter then wanted In the Inspiration of a new situation to be washed too much. Paul wrote, "The spirits cf the prophets are subject to tho prophets." Our heavenly J-'r'her gives, us Rror.t openings and equipments, but lh has also set c?rtaln lins which we must watch In uelns tlieni. I.t tiie it vauta of the T.orJ serve Hlt In thi manner es well rs In thj purpose of thtlr service. S. S. Tliut. Clime aad the Telephone. Although both on the stage and between the eovers ot sensstional romances the tetophone has become an almost indispensable adjunct ol plot and countarplot, in real life tht telephone as aa aid to crime rarely soars above the petty swindle or the feeble and senseless hoax. National Telephone Journal. No Longer Secret. 'Does your husband belong to an; secret societies?" Inquired Mrs. Ka w ner. "No," answered Mrs, MtddUMokt "I bars found out the nar.e ct every I ire hot all cos ef them." Chicago Tribune, . ' ieep dish. Pear Preserves. For each half bumel ot pear :ake tho Juice pressed front four- quarts of cranberries; make a S7rnp ot the cranberry Juice, adding one cup ot water to every quart ot Juice and two cups of sugar. Simmer the peats in the syrup till tender aad add ono-thlrd stick cinna mon for every quart Jar. Seal air tight. Cream Pie. A piece of butter the s'.ze ot an egg; two-thirds ot a tea u? ot sugar; one teacuptul ot crtam; one tablespoonful ot flo-ur. Stir but ter, sugar and flour together, then add the .cream and flavor with vanilla; poar into a pan lined with pastry and bake. Let cool and spread over the top a cupful of whipped cream. Potatoes a la Or me. Heat a cup ful of milk; stir la a heaping table spoonful ot butter cut up in as much flour; stir until .smooth and thick; pepper and salt, and add two cupfuls ot cold bollrd potatoes, sliced, and a little very finely chopped parsley. Souks over the fire until the potatoes though, and pour Into a Lightens Our llurtlcn. The vfiy to lighten our own bur den Is to add to It the burden ct An other. Tho hlahcst cf all Jov H t'.ie Joy of a life so consecrated to rvlce that thero It left co thoimht of self, of n self-spcvlnVe so con "to'. that self dots not know that It Ij r:i;il- liceu. Hint to l"resr!ier. Ue!Me some ttcry or tncilunt that you have read, to Ulustrsto some tihs f the topic. A thntiKtit wirm wl-h life ncvar fails to hit tho mark. Avoid set phrases. Spcuk naturally. " Heal Prosperity. No matter what appearances may b", thi Is no real prusparUy for the a kkod. . : An F-taniple. Every Iran li a pago ot the Clblo to sows othm- tunu. The One That Was Sorry. Teacher "Now, children, the sub lect Is the story ot the Prodigal Son. Can any one tell me who was glad when the prodigal returned?". "The father," was thf unanimous response. "And who was sorryr asked ta teacher. "The fatted calf." promptly re. tponded a little glrl.Pltutoa Ga-csttav
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