At the Oid
Horse Sale
By Sara \[
Beaumont Kennedy
Cnpurioht, UW. t'j/ Sara liaiumnnt Kennedy '
"You must not go In lliero. It Is no
place for you." There was more than
protest In hIH voice. There was posi
tive command, which, perhaps, was the
reason why she walked directly under
the auctioneer's red ling Into the ex
press office, already thronged with fc£k>,
curious buyers.
"I never was at anything more &
citing than a dry goods bargain sa>%
This will !>e positively like
Carlo."
"Our uncle will disapprove"—
"Of course he will. lie disapproves
of most things I do since you took up
the role of social mentor for the fam
ily. That year abroad spoiled you,
Adolphus. You have never been en
durable since you took to patent up
pers and a monocle. Now, Nick would
have brought mo in hero without ft
word of remonstrance and lent mo
every penny out of hLs pocket if I
needed it to bid with—lent me even his
car fare and walked home uncom
plainingly and carried my parcels."
"If he had not liopi>ened to seo an
old woman or a lame cat to help over
the crossing, in which case, very likely,
he would have laid the parcels down
and quite forgotten to pick them up."
"Perhaps, for Nick is a bit absent
minded, but he is perfectly adorable
when tt conies to giving n girl her own
way."
"My brother is happy In winning
your good opinion. It is my misfor
tune"—
"No, it's your fault; you are so '
frightfully conventional. Dear me,
what curious people!"
"They are the drift from the street. '
None of our set ever"—
"There, the auctioneer is beginning
again. It will lw> perfectly delightful
to buy something and not have the .
least idea what it is—so weird and I
mysterious J"
"Nellie, surely you are not going to
bid out loud In this crowd!"
"I certainly um. There is no harm in
it, and I am sick to death of the right
angle rules l>y which you and uncle
measure my life. Wonder what that 1
woman found In her parcels? There
goes up a bandbox. I shall bid on
that."
"Nellie, don't!" he first commnndcd,
then entreated vehemently, but she
was as a deaf adder that stoppeth her
ears.
"Fifty cents," she called. In answer
to the auctioneer's challenge, at the
same time stepping upon an empty box
by the wall, so that she was in plain
view of the whole crowd.
"Seventy-five cents!" screamed a
feminine voice across the hall.
"One dollar," flashed back Nellie, her
color rising, her eyes shining, for her
cousin's voice enme up to her in agi
tated whispers.
"One fifty," carne from her opponent.
"Two dollars," cried Nellie, pushing
Adolphus' hand from her sleeve.
"Three dollars," shrieked the other ;
woman, nervously counting the change j
In her purse. No one else was bid
ding, the entire crowd having centered
its attention on the nervous woman
and the "swell" girl, and there were
cheers and counter cheers a? the bids
rose dollar by dollar until nt last the
coveted box was knocked down to Nel
lie.
She was still laughing and flushed
with her triumph when they emerged
from the door over which flew the red
flag, but Adolphus felt miserable and
compromised, and this feeling was not
abated when ho saw the astonishment
in the eyes of Miss Curtis, whose lan
dan happened nt that moment to pass,
for Miss Curtis was the personifica
tion of rigid conventionality. He count
ed the meeting as one more misfortune
in an unlucky day.
Nellie's excitement waned as they
walked, and by the time they entered
her uncle's gate she was strangely si
lent Adolphus evidently took tills for
a hoj»etul sign, Tor presently he cleared
his throat, adjusted his monocle and
began:
"Nellie, we must talk seriously. The
time has come"—
"No, It hasn't come," she said, in
terruptlng him good nattimlly, "gostop
right there. I don't know whether
this Is a leeture or a proposal of mar
riage—your private talks with me vi
brate between these two subjects—
but I am in no mood for either. For
heaven's sake, Adolphus, throw that
glass away. I hate to be sph-d at like
that!"
With a reproachful sigh he removed
the offending glass and said: "Nick not
only lectured you yesterday; he posi
tively scolded you, and"—
"And I deserved it, but I answered
him back spitefully, like the little beast
I am, and he—he hasn't even noticed
me since." She turned her head so
thot he did not nee the quiver of her
red lips, the passionate protest of her j
eyes.
All their set knew that her dicta- i
torlal old uncle Intended sho should |
marry Adolphus, who satisfied his so
cial ambitions, while Nick, who cared '
nothing for society, smoked a pipe and
forgot to have h.'s trousers creased,
was a thorn in the old man's side. !
Between these two were constant dls- I
agreements, which Nellie had hitherto
managed to make up, but yesterday ,
there had been a quarrel of unusual
violence, and there was even some talk
of Nick's leaving the house. It was
of this she had been thinking as she
followed her purchase home.
"Adolphus," she said as they mount
ed ttie Hteps, "can't yon no something—
anything to patch lip this new quar
rel between Nick and uncle? It isn't
Nick's fault that he is that he was
—was born different from you and un
cle."
"I quite agree with my nncle about
this slumming business. A man in
Nick's position owes something to—to
appearances."
"Stuff!" she scoffed and ran by him
into the house.
In the library, to stem the tide of
Adolphus' wooing, she hastily opened
hwr box and lifted out the contents, n
quaint and curious bonnet of a decade
ago, a lionnet with a scooped brim
piled high with flowers and nodding
plumes. As she put it on her head,
shrieking with laughter, tier uiy>le and
Nick entered the room, both 01 them
showing In their manner strong excite
ment. The girl paused In h*" pirouet
ting and paled at the sight ot the stern
faces. Ilor uncle saw her strange head
gear and angrily demanded its origin.
Adolphus explained very carefully, not
forgetting his own expostulations
against the caprice. The old man turn
ed wrnthfully upon the girl.
"You and Nick are of a piece in your
attempts to humiliate nnd make a
hmUbwhrfc of Mr.'niece.' Urn
j female head of my family, bidding nt
» common auction against a washer
j woman! Take that hideous thing out
of my sight T'
But the spoiled girl only made him a
daring little courtesy which set all tho
bonnet's varihued plumes n-noddlng.
| Nick crossed the room to her side.
"Nellie," lie said wistfully, "I am go
ing away for good; my uncle and I
have agreed It is best. He has for
bidden me to speak to you of marriage
(and that Is the cause of our quarrel),
but I love you with all my heart. You
know what I have to offer you, dear,
but will you come with me as uiy
wife?"
It was as If H bomb had exploded at
tho old man's feet. The words of In
terruption he would have uttered were
only splntterhigs of anger. By the
table tiie girl paused, trembling and ;
t going from white to red. Then her
, 112 uncle found his voice.
"Out of my sight, sir! Your disobe
dience shall cost you dearly. I dls- j
own you—l cut you off without a j
penny for your Impudence! Your In- j
herltanee shall be"—ho glanced about
for the most worthless thing In sight, ;
and his eye lit on the empty box on j
the table—"that trash, sirl Take your '■
inheritance and go!"
He was pointing to the door, but ;
Nick's eyes were on Nellie and Into
them there flashed n radiant Joy as at
a sign from her he approached the
table.
"You give nie this box and its con- j
tents as iny fortune, sir?"
"Yes."
"Then I am content, for you hove j
given me that which I most desire In !
all the whole world."
The old man looked sharply at the |
two smiling faces. "What mummery
I is this?" he demanded. Then he, too,
approached the table and peered into
the box where Nick's eyes were fas- ;
tened. "What is that?" he cried, ad
justing his glasses.
! "If you please, sir, it Is Nick's heri
tage," answered Nellie shyly.
For in the side of the pasteboard box
was a hole through which the rogue I
of u girl had thrust her dimpled hand.
And that was how Nellie obtained
her uncle's consent and how Nick won
his heart's desiro as the aftermath of
| the old horse sale.
Difnciilty anil F.HK«*.
There Is not that conflicting an
! tngonism between difficulty and ease
i that is commonly imagined. Many per
! sons count the former as the bane of !
i existence, to be avoided as fur as pos
| slble, and the latter an agreeable
; friend, whose presence is always to be .
j courted.
On the contrary, however, they are
both elements of human life intended
to work In harmony with each other,
nnd thus to produce a beneficial effect |
upon us that neither one could effect j
alone. Every difficulty rightly treated
leads by a direct road to ease. llow j
hard and perplexing were the first '
trembling steps of the Infant as he tot- i
teml to Ills mother's knee! A year or
two later and the very easiest thing
the healthy child can do is to leap, to
run, to bound. Now he Is slowly learn
ing the forms of the letters and pain
fully endeavoring to trace them with
the pen, but in a short time lie will
j read and write without an effort. Bo
with every thing he undertakes to do |
through life. Its difficulty when cour
! ngeously accepted nnd coped with
grndually yields to Its easy and smooth
! performance.
SUCCESS THOUGHTS.
The best in others will culy come out
to meet the best in you.
Tho man with an Idea has ever
changed the face of tho world.
One reason why we do not make the
most of the winning material in our
selves Is because of ft magnified idea
of the great superiority of others who
do things In the world.
As a rule no. good comes from criti
cising others. Anybody can do that,
but the man who can accept his own
honest estimate of himself and resolve
to profit by It has achieved something.
No matter what you are doing, think
your way. Don'f go without thinking.
Think everything out. Don't run with
out a schedule. Have a programme
nnd go by It. Think! Think! Think!
—Success.
.Mr. Noble'M Promlne (ii^on.
In tho eurly stages of his ministry
tho Rev. Mr. Noble preached for some
time inn village in Maine. One day a
committee called upon him to settle
with hiui f»r his services, and, after
stammering awhile, signified to him
that his further services were not de
sired.
"What does this mean, gentlemen?"
asked the parson.
"Why," replied the spokesman, with
some hesitation, "the people have got
the Impression that you are inclining
to universal salvation."
"Gentlemen," unswered Mr. Noble.
"I never have preached that doctrine,
but If I ever should I promise to make
the peoplo of this town an exception."
—Boston Herald.
IVozuc*>i nnd I'inn.
It seemed as if it would take a whole
paper of pins to mend that torn dress.
, The wearer appealed to her car nelgh-
I bor.
"Have you any pins?" she asked.
Tho woman had none, but passed tho
! query on, nnd In a little while every
passenger was feeling along concealed
j edges and turning back lapels. At last
j sixteen pins were produced. Fourteen
\ nt them were contributed by men.
"We never need them as much as
| the women, but somehow we carry
| them and they don't," said one of the
| latter.—New York Post.
CHANGING THE SUBJECT.
Wlinl l.lnculn S-il<l VV lion llnrvoy
ICnili'il n Two Hour*" Tnlk.
i The late Hon. Charles W. Slack told
j the following of the Hon. Peter Ilar
j vey, the friend and biographer of Dan
i lei Webster:
Mr. Harvey was a large man with a
! small voice and that pomposity of man
ner that many very diffident men pos
sess. Above everything lie valued and
prided hitn <il' tip >n his friendship with
I the "great expounder."
The first year of the War of the Re
bellion ne went to Washington, and on
his return was asked how he liked
President Lincoln.
"Well," he said, "Mr. Lincoln is a
very singular in in. I went onto see
him, and told him that I had been an
intimate personal friend of Daniel
Webster; that I had talked with him
so much on the affairs of tho country
that I felt perfectly confident 1 could
tell hini exactly what Mr. Webster
wogid advise in the present crisis, and
thereupon 1 talked to Lincoln for two
solid hours, telling him Just what he
should do and what he should not do.
anil, will you believe It. sir. when I got
through all Mr. Lincoln said was, as he
. clapped his hand on my leg, 'Mr. Har
vey, what a tremendous great calf you
i have got.'"—Boston Alerald.
The God In the
Hurdy Gvirdy
By CASPAR JOHNSON
Copyright, lflOR, by K. A. Whitehead
It was a narrow alley, running be
tween the back yards. It was intend
ed for the convenience of the butcher's
boy and the grocer's boy and the ash
man. Distinctively It was not Intend
ed for men of Pasquoie Yenettt's stamp.
Indeed, a sign at either end announced
this in no uncertain terms.
"Beggars, I'eddlers and Street Musi
cians Keep Out," It read.
But to Pasquale Venetti warning
signs In English had no terrors from
the simple fact thot written English
! was lx'yond his ken. Therefore as ho
| came trundling the ancient hurdy gurdy
I tip the street he looked Into the alley,
| saw its possibilities- the ease with
! which coins could be tossed from the
! back windows—and, forsaking the ns-
J plialt pavements, where, to use his
i own expression, he could "no getta do
| biz," he turned into the alley and, un
llmbering his musical battery, sent up
the quavering strains of "Lindy, Lln
: dy, Yo" Is Ma Ladylove."
It Is a hard, cold world, l'asquale
! ground away patiently, nnd whenever
a face appeared at any of the win
dows he smiled expansively, removed
| his buttered hat and bowed profoundly
j and even essayed n Joyful shuffling of
! his feet while he turned the crank.
But, despite all these blandishments, to
say nothing of the appeal made by a
choice assortment of selections, rang
! lng from the classic to ragtime, no
, coins wrapped In white paper came
Jingling to his feet. To l>e sure, one
fat cook came out to the back gate and
I after he had played half through the
hurdy gurdy's assortment gave him a
penny, and an old gentleman had
i raised an upper window and, with a
thundered "Get out of this!" had flung
him a dime. But 11 cents from such a
promising alley! Pasquale resented his
111 treatment and moved farther up the
j alley.
No better success attended him here.
!He whistled, he danced, he sang. He
' smiled his best and bowed his lowest.
He tried the intermezzo and "Ma Fi
lipino Man" with an equal lack of suc
cess. He had his labor for his pains.
He moved to the far end of the nlley,
with a view to quitting it. He made
| | I
BUDDKNX.Y AT HIS FEET WAS A YELLOW
COIN.
one final stand, however, before the
back of an imposing house. With a
sinking heart he sent up the Jerky bars
of a march from a popular light opera.
The house, like all the others, was un
responsive. Then be shifted to rag
time. He decided to play through his
repertory anyway. If It fulled, he
would go back to the asphalt pave
ments and try his luck somewhere
downtown before n restaurant or a
promising saloon.
Now, It happened that In tho big. dim
back parlor of the imposing nouse sat
two young people, and a single glance
showed Hint they were not happy.
The man sat very stiff and straight
in his chair and bit his lips. The girl
was seated on a low divan. Her face
was Hushed and her eyes glowed an
grily.
"It Is far too much to forgive this
time," she was saying. "I have for
given and forgiven—eternally forgiven
—and now I am tired."
The man replied coldly.
"Perhaps you are right," he said in
a strained voice.
"And the sooner It's over the better,
now," said the girl, choking.
The man started up. Whatever re
monstrance he was about to make he
stifled.
"Very well," he said curtly.
The gill pulled a ring from her finger
and laid it on the table beside th>)
man. He took it without a word and
put It in his pocket.
"I might say"— be began slowly.
"All you could say would make no
difference," she said wearily.
The man rose and strode to the win
dow. Pasquale was grinding away
assiduously. At the sight of the man
In the window he smirked and bowed
nnd shuffled his feet. The man smiled
bitterly.
"Lucky, happy devil!" he muttered.
Then he turned to the girl and drew
almself up stiffly.
"I may as well say goodbv," said he.
She made no reply.
"Goodby," he said again.
"Goodby," she returned evenly,
'the man hesitated a moment; then
he strode to the door. In the alley
Pasquale bid come to the last piece
in his repertory. It was a poor iml
t it lon of portions of Schubert's "Ser
enade." .lust as the man reached the
door the jingling notes floated In from
the alley. Die man paused. A look of
pain came into his face.
Those jerky notes brought memories
with them memories of a big, dark
music room with two little spots of
red in the gloom where the candles
burned on the piano; of a girl beneath
the candles a girl with white mn-k
and gleaming shoulders, playing the
serenade very softly; of a few breath
less words whisper**! over her shoul
der; of a pair of luminous eyes which
flashed an answer that set his heart
I pounding madly. * * * And now a
hurdy gurdy playing that sacred ser
enade in the alley and this It was
heinous sacrilege.
"Lord, 1 can't stand that." he mut
tered. nnd turned to the girl a face
drawn and white.
"Goodby," he said as if the words
choked him
But the girl's face had whitened
also. She took a step forward.
"Robert," she said with wide, fright
ened eves
I
In the alloy I'asquale ground away
hopelessly. Suddenly n window was
raised and a coin dropped at his feet.
It was a shining, yellow coin. l'as
quale Venettl gasped, turned it over
In his palm, and then whooped. In a
burst of gratitude he began the reper
tory all over again, and such was his
elation that he essayed to heighten the
effect by singing in a high, squeaky
voice.
The orgy was soon over, however,
for a patrolman camo down the alley
i nnd seized the exuberant musician.
The thought of the yellow coin in his
pocket enabled Pasqtialo to bear this
ordeal with equanimity.
"Alia right, alia right!" he protested
mildly as he was hustled past the
warning signs and dumped unceremo
niously on the asphalt pavement.
The Rnltnß rßitninn.
The ruling passion is often very
strong In death. A senator from Ten
nessee discovered this some years ago.
Among his constituents was a certain
man who came to him regularly twice
a year for the purpose of obtaining a
pass to Baltimore. The mun and his
family had served the senator when ho
was first making his way up the ladder
of politics, and as n result of this he
always obliged him, and had, more
over, a soft place In his heart for the
man. He obtained for him a position
in one of the departments at \\ ashing
ton; but this did not Beem to bo
enough, for regularly at the end of
each six months lie applied for his
ticket to Baltimore. One day he sick
ened and was reported to be dying.
The senator, very much grieved, Im
mediately called upon him.
"Joe," he said, leaning over and
speaking very softly, "is there any
thing I can do for you?"
The sick man looked up with si flash
of recognition, and Instantly replied
in a whisper:
"Yes, senator; please get me a pass
to Baltimore."—Harper's Weekly.
NhlpMlinpo on ljinil.
One of the quaintest charitable Insti
tutions in the world is the Royal Altred
Home For Aged Seamen, which houses
1(M) English mariners In the outskirts
of London. It Is supported cntiiely by
voluntary contribution. The main idea
has been to make the place as home
like as possible, and to this end an ef
fort has been made to preserve in large
| measure the environment to which the
| inmates are accustomed,
i The dormitories are cut up into tiny
cabins, as on shipboard, and in place of
I the familiar iron cots thes • veterans
1 of the sea turn in at night In bunks and
stow their clothes and other belongings
| precisely as they would on board ship.
Pay and night the hours and hall' hours
i are struck on a ship's bell In the main
1 hall, and even In the mess room the
atmosphere of the sea Is retained as an
aid to appetite. The house governor Is
himself nn old sea captain of forty
years' experience in commanding men,
and his rule Is entirely along nautical
lines.
\ DNorert Scrvnnt.
A certain duke was dining in full kilt
dress at a highland anniversary din
ner, his piper standing behind his
chair. At dessert a very handsome and
valuable snuffbox belonging to one of
the guests was handed round. When
the time came to return it to its owner
the snuffbox could not be discovered
anywhere. A search was made, but
with no result, the duke being especial
ly anxious about it.
<»n the next anniversary he again
donned the kilt which he had not
worn in the Interval for the annual
dinner. As he was dressing he hap
pened to put his hand in his sporran
and there, to his astonishment, found
the Ik>\ which had been lost at the
last year' dinner. He turned to his
piper and said:
"Why. this is the suuffbox we were
all looking for! Did you nit see me
put it away in my sporran?"
"Yes, your grace."
"Then why did you not toll me?" do
mnnded the duke.
"Because' I thought your grace re
quired the little matter kept quiet," re
sponded the piper, with a knowing
wink.
I'ornilner Character*.
No human being can come into this
j world without Increasing or diminish
ing the sum total of human happiness
not only of the present but every sub
sequent age of humanity. No one can
1 detach himself from this connection.
I There is pa stored spot in the uni
verse, n > (lain niche along the disk of
j nonexistence to which he can retreat
i from his relations to others, where he
j can withdraw the Influence of his ex
istence upon the moral destiny of the
world. Everywhere his presence or ab
sence will be felt Everywhere he will
have companions who will be better or
worse for his influence. It is an old
saying and one <>f fearful and fathom
less Import that we are forming char
acters for eternity. Forming charac
ters! Whose? Our own or others? Both
and In that momentous fact lie <
peril and n-sp »nsibilitj of oar c;i: ?
once. Who is sutliciont for th" thought?
Thousands of my fellow beings will
yearly enter eternity with characters
diffei ing from those they w mid have
carried thither had 1 never lived. The
sunlight of that world will reveal inj
finger marks In their primacy forma
tions and In their successive strata of
thought and life.—Eliliu Buri'»t.
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".Men are such mouoton IUS creatures.
They march together like that always."
The girl waved her hand lightly toward
a (He of militia that paraded down
Fifth avenue. Her companion did not
answer immediately.
"You must reduce your complaint to
specific charges, Miss Breen," said the
joimg lawyer at length. "What, for
i>. iple, renders man so tiresome to
you?"
"I'm sure I don't know what makes
him so. I only know that he is," re
turned the girl. "He I moan they-all
wear forever the same kind of clothes,
walk with the same stride, stick to the
same amusements"—
"Are true to the same friends," fin
ished her listener for her, "and, worst
of all. persist in expressing admiration
for the same girl in the same words.
You must find it monotonous."
"Iton't be personal, Mr. Roscommon,"
protested his companion, with a blush.
"I am discussing fa<-t, and that is al
ways personal." replied the man."lt
Is true, isn't It?" Roscommon had a
quiet habit of persistence. He did not
talk much, but what he did say was
apt to start his companion into a fran
tic garrulity of self defense.
"What do you mean?" asked the girl.
"You certainly would not accuse me
of bragging about the number of my
admirers. I was only speaking in a
general way."
Roscommon was silent, and the girl
went on:
"I refuse to testify against myself,
but you must give me credit for know
ing a few other women. Besides, I
have read the novels written by crea
tures of your own sex. They ought to
say a good word for the Ingenuity of
man, yet their heroes all make love in
precisely the same way."
They turned as they walked into
Fifty-seventh street, where Miss Breen
had lived with her aunt since her fa
ther's death. She had always gone
with a rather gay set. but a few months
after she came out her father had lost
most of his money. For the last three
years that he lived he insisted on her
accepting many invitations, although
they were able do little entertaining.
Iler liveliness of speech and manner, a
trifle defiant, masked a hurt pride. She
won followers easily among the men—
too easily to su't her high spirit. They
gave her flattery in plenty, which com
forted her as little as gold offered to a
starving woman. She was all heart
and had almost no vanity. When her
father died she was hungry for some
one to lavish her affections upon. Yet
no one had divined this. The impres
sion had gone ajiout that she would
marry anybody for money. S!je hated
poverty, but she hated a lie still worse.
When they entered the house she took
off her hat and stood a moment beside
a table.
"You may sit down," she said con
descendingly to Roscommon. "I shall
stand lift awhile. You haven't made
me tired yet."
"If you were one of these unvarying
men how would you propose to a girl?"
asked the young man gravely. Miss
Breen promptly sat down. After she
had rostel and meditated for half a
minute, she answered:
"It would depend on the girl. That's
the very point. Instead of having a
formula, su<*h as you men hand down
from father to son, I should study the
nature of the woman and find words
to appeal to her and to her alone. If
she lived flowers. I'd spend my last
dime on a rose. They say a battle was
lost once for want of a horseshoe.
More women's hearts are lost for want
of a chocolate drop than are dreamed
of In your philosophy."
"I have no philosophy that will lit
the race of women." corrected the law
yer.
"I'm glad to hear you admit your ig
norance!" laughed Miss Breen.
"I did not say I was ignorant, »
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j merely said 1 nad no theories," oh- j
! served Roscommon.
"Very well, here Is a fact for you j
I know a IT:.", n that told a girl of his J
ambition to I c a painter. Then he j
asked her to marry him. Now, this I
girl didn't care a hairpin for art, and j
ihe only idea she had about it was I
thai irtists were always poor and I
shabby. She was just ready to fall In
love with him, and it she had it I
wouldn't have mattered what he did I
for a living. If In* only had sense
< aorgh to I<-11 I. r how prettily her hair
shone in the lamplight he wouldn't be
a -our old bachelor now, and she"— '
"It looks .just as well in the day
i ght," remarked Roscommon, address
ing the mirr »r behind Madge.
"I h ipe the subject doesn't bore you,
Miss Bret n," he went on, "but you
have made an impossible condition.
You say a man should know the girl.
That is well if he can. But now sup
pose the one thing he knows about her
1-; that he wants to know more. Per
haps the very mystery of her nature
attracts him."
"'1 hen lot him surprise her Into some
revelation of herself."
They were silent for a long time aft
er this. The short winter day was al
most g »ne. They could yet see each
other through the twilight.
"Miss Breen, did you ever hear that
I was a millionaire?" The question
came from Roscommon with startling
suddenness. His tone was harsh and
had a ring of self satisfaction In It.
Madge Breen turned impulsively and
then looked away, but not before he
was aware of the hurt, disappointed
expression in her wide open eyes.
"No, and I hate you for telling me
now," sh* flashed.
"1 did not tell you. I only asked a >
question." The harshness was all gone ,
from his tone. For the first time that
afternoon Roscommon's voice grew
tender. He leaned toward his eompan
; lon and said:
"They told mo you cared only for j
money—that you had no heart. I knew
they lied, but I wanted you to prove It (
to me. You have shown me the girl I !
have been waiting to see. Y'ou have i
taught mo the way to woo her. I am j
I not rich. Madge, and if I were I should j
| never dream that money could buy j
you. You say that all men are alike, j
All but one, you mean. The man you
love will be transfigured. I ask you j
I to be my wife, dear, not because of j
i what 1 can give you, but because of l
what I can take. A man with any oth- j
or ambition would not have room to ;
keep the treasure of your love. Y'ou j
can do what you will with me. The
only thing I shall boast of is a bound
less capacity for being loved. Do you
want such a man?"
"And you haven't once said, 'I love
you,' " she exclaimed with a touch of j
amusement in her voice. "That is a
slight variation from Ihe usual form.
Do you suspect I shall do it all?"
"You would have to try me to find j
out, no matter what" I might say," re
plied Roscommon.
"Well," she breathed softly and then
paused. He rose and walked to her
chair and waited, with Ills head bent
toward hers.
"Please," she whispered, "If you don't j
love me never let me find It out."
Mark Twain'lt lldi nit ion.
It is told of Mark Twain that during
a conversation with a young lady of
his acquaintance he had occasion to
mention the word dry dock.
"What is a dry dock, Mr. Clemens?"
she asked.
"A thirsty physician," replied the hu
morist. Boston Herald.
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lii (he Kiacl.
He is called the undertaker, but he
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Nearly nn (iood.
"Did you succeed iu breaking your
grandfather's will?"
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