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{ A Tlother’s llistake.
In a darkened room, where the
shutters were closely bowed and tied
with broad black ribbons, a lady was
unfolding and stroking with tender
hands the contents of a small trunk.
Not packed for a traveler’s comfort,
the trunk contained only the posses-
sions of a babe a year old, who had
‘‘gone before’ to the heavenly home.
For six months the bereaved mother
had made a weekly visit to the trunk,
unfolding and refolding every baby
garment, packing carefully the baby
toys and stroking tenderly every tiny
object endeared by the touch of the
little one she had lost. Yet, on the
day when the sixth month had rolled
by, her tears fell upon the dainty em-
broideries,the worn socks, the broken
toys as fast as on the day when she
first put aside the clothes Baby Willie
would never wear again. Her dress
of heavy black, - loaded with crape,
suited well her pale,tear-stained face,
heavy eyes and grief-drawn mouth.
While she was yet busy at her
mournful task the door opened softly
and two beautiful boys of four years
old, her twin sons, Eddie and Charlie,
came into the room. Seeing their
mother busy, they softly stepped to
her side and stood quiet until Eddie
spied’a tin horse. and wagon on the
floor.. A moment later he had grasped
it and was pulling it down from the
sumntit of a pile of little garments.
Down toppled the whole pile, the
cart rattling noisily. The mother
looked around with a quick frown.
‘You naughty, heartless boy!” she
cried, sobbing. ‘‘How can you touch
your poor, dead brother’s things? I
think you are old enough to know
poor Willie is gone, never to come
back, and mamma is so sad—so——-""
Here the sobs choked her,.and the
children, terrified, began to cry, too.
‘Eddie sorry,” one sobbed; ‘‘don’t
ky, mamma.”
‘Is Charlie bad boy, too?’ asked
the other, with a piteous wail in his
voice, that should have gone straight
to the mother’s heart.
‘‘Go to the nursery,” she said, and
the little ones trotted off, hand in
hand, vaguely conscious that they
were in disgrace and ready to be com-
forted by rosy-cheeked Nannie, their
nurse.
‘And, dear knows,” said that warm-
hearted individual to the cook, ‘itis
a shame for the poor darlings. It’s
not blaming Mrs. Aiken I am for cry-
ing her eyes out for the beautiful boy
she lost. Didn’t I love every curl of
his hair, the pretty pet. But look at
the two that’s left. Wouldn’t they be
a comfort to anybcdy, and Mrs. Aiken
only speaks to them now to set them
crying. Sure she can’t expect babies
like them toremember their brother
more than six months, and if they
were downright wicked she couldn’t
be harder than she is if they laugh or
romp. , She’ Il break their spirits en-
tirely.’
And He mother, rocking to and fro,
with the picture of her dead boy
clasped to her heart, was thinking:
“Everybody is forgetting Willie but
me. But I will never forget. I will
never, never cease to mourn for my
darling. Oh, Willie! Willie!”
Breaking in upon her sobs came a
whistle, a merry whistle of a popular
tune, and the door of the darkened
room opened again noisily.
“Where are you, Susy? Oh!”
Voice and face fell, and Mr. Aiken
stood silently at the door, his eyes
slowly gathering the mournful expres-
sion suited to the funereal aspect of
the scene before him. i
‘XY was hoping you had gone out
when I did not fod you in the sitting
room,’”’ he said, ‘but Nannie told me
you were upstairs. I wish you would
not spend so much time in this room,
Susy. It is wearing away your
health.”
“Oh, Fred,” the fiother sobbed,
‘‘how can you he I don’t expect
sorrow or sympathy from the children,
but you—I thought you loved Willie
so dearly.”
“So I did, Susy, but I made a most
fortunate investment in business a
few weeks ago, and today I was able
to pay off the mortgage on the house.
I did feel light-hearted when I thought
’
‘I had secured a home for my family.”
‘Oh, Fred! how can you think of
money and houses wheun.our beautiful
boy lies dead!”
The young husband stood shame-
faced and penitent. In the shadow
of the darkened room, with Willie's
picture on the wall, Willie’s clothes
revealed by the open lid of the trunk,
Willie’s toys standing on the floor, it
did seem cruel and heartless to think
of anything but the lost child. And
Fred had loved his baby boy with all
a father’s fondness and grieved for
him deeply and truly. So he stood
silently waiting while Susy dried her
eyes and came, to his side. Carefully
closing the door of the. room where
she ‘kept th8 precious” souvenirs of
her boy, she followed her husband to
the dining room. Everywhere the
bowed shutters kept out God’s sun-
light, and the house was as dark and
gloomy as if a corpse awaited burial
there. ¥
Awed by the father’s grave face, the
mother’s look of woe, the children ate
silently, gladly scrambling down and
escaping to Nannie and the bursery
when the dinner was over.
“Come, Susy,” Fred said, “I emu
natural
least air: and ligh
listake
-
afford to take a few leisure hours to-
day. I will get a carriage, and we
will take the children out. A run on
the seashore will do us all good, for
the weather is getting hot.”
‘Oh! Fred, drive me to.Greenwood,
It is nearly a month since we were
there.”
‘“Well, as you wish, ’said Fred, pity-
ing the pale face and really fearing
that he was growing heartless. “We
can take the children down to Bath
afterward.”
Nearly a month after the day de-
scribed, which was a fair specimen of
the days preceding it for six long
months, a silver-haired old lady sat
knitting i in a. cheerful sitting room,
In a sleeping room beyond a lady lay
upon the bed, resting after an excit-
ing talk, weary with crying and half
sleeping.
While the old lady plied her needles
with her sweet, placid face clouded by
some troubled thought, Fred Aiken
came into the room. :
“Oh!” he said, kissing her fondly,
‘‘yon always look cheerful here,
mother.”
‘I am glad you still love your old
home, Fred,” was the reply.
“Yes, Have you seen Susy to-
day?”
‘She was here this morning, and
2?
‘‘Has she told you Iam going to
accept Russell’s offer and take the
California branch of the business?”
‘“‘She said you thought of if. But,
Pred; I hope you will think better of
You are doing well here, and your
est duty is to your own home.”
‘I have no home.”
‘Fred, you shock me!”
‘“There is a funeral vault up town
where I live,” was the reply, ‘‘but the
home I had there is gone. I have
been patient, mother, as you advised
me. I have not said one harsh word
to Susy. I respected her sorrow ani
tried to comfort her, but I tell you
frankly that I shall become insane
if I do not get away. It is useless for
me to tell you that I loved my boy, my
little Willie, as fondly as ever father
loved a son. I grieved for him sin-
cerely, but after my first shock of
pain was over I thought of him safe
in God’s care, happy, released from
all the sorrows of thislife,and was com-
forted. God has left me my wife, my
two noble-boys and my own home,
health and strength. It seemed to me
monstrous and’ wicked to see no light
or hope in life because & babe had
returned to Heaven pure and spotless.
But Susy would not see the loss in
this light. It became her religion to
mourn for her baby ceaselessly and
hopelessly. She hugged her grief
to her heart till the whole world was
dark, and would hear no word of com-
fort.”
‘‘Have you told her what you have
just told me of your own source of
comfort?”
““Ovét and over again, but she only
sobs more pitifully because I do not
share her feelings, You advised me
to be patient, to let time carry its
healing to her. I have been patient,
but I am losing my own powers of
usefulness in the dreary atmosphere
of my once pleasant home. My boys
aré growing pale and thin in the un-
suppression of their baby
spirits. Susy has actually persuaded
them that it is a sin to romp, to make
a noise or laugh, and I have seen Ed-
die put his finger on his lip and say
to Charlie:
““£Don’t laugh!
brugger.’ ”’
“Fred!”
‘‘I assure you I do not exaggerate.
The house is like a prison. Every
room is kept darkened, and the whole
atmosphere is heavyandactually chilly
in this glorious summer weather.
Susy nurses her sorrow till it is be-
coming a monomania.’’
‘‘Cannot you coax her out?”
‘‘She will go nowhere but to Green-
wood, and the last time we were there
she fainted on Willie’s grave, ”’
‘‘She is not strong.”
‘‘Because she shuts herself up
clesely in the house, dark and glvomy
as a vault, destroys her appetite and
weakens her whole system. I cannot
use any sternness, exercise any strong
authority, for itseems like actual bru-
tality and want of feeling for her sor-
row. Buf I must escape. I am be-
coming unfit for business, and-——
Mother, I have actually been tempted
to join bachelor parties to get rid of
the necessity of returning home to
meet only darkness, tears and repin-
ing!”
‘‘Oh, Fred, you frighten me!’
‘I frighten myself! It is because
I am losing my strength to resist such
temptations that I am con ering this
Califor@ik offer. Susy will then have
no one to conside and will have at
out of business
hours. Mother, advise me! What
can Ido? If it is cowardly to run
away,shirk my duties as husband and
ather, I will stay; but I tell you
frankly I am afraid I shall be driven
to neglect home, wife and children if
I find nothing there but gloom and
darkness.”
There was a rustling noise in the
sleeping room as Fred ceased speak-
ing, and the door, which had stood
ajar, was pushed open. Susy stood
upon the threshold, her heavy black
You forget baby
«4
| draperies still clinging around her,
but her face lifted with a look upon it
that went to Fred's heart. It was
the expression of so much penitence,
such heart-stricken remorse, that he
held out both hands, to gather her
closely in his arms. Then she spoke:
“Forgive me, Fred, and stay with
me! I did not mean to be an eaves-
dropper, but I heard all you said, and
I see hoy wickedly selfish I have been.
You were so kind, so tender, that I
did not realize what I was doing in
my neglect of you and our boys.. Do
not go away, Fred!”
‘“‘Never, ‘Susy, if youn bid me stay.”
“I do. Mother, you will help me to
keep him.’
‘‘Not now! I must give my answer
this morning. I am off now,
will be home to dinner.”
It was still daylight on the summer
afternoon when Fred Aiken came
home. Before he entered the house
he drew a deep sigh of relief, seeing
the shutters of every window opened
and the light shaded only by inner
curtains. In the sitting room Eddie
and Charlie, long banished because
they were noisy, were building lock
houses. Their dress showed plainly
that Nannie had no longer sole con-
trol of their appearance, and on each
little face was a serene happiness, as
if some long-felt restraint was gone.
Susy,in a dress of black, thin goods,
had put snowy rufiles at wrists and
throat and, for the first time since
her baby died, had arranged her hair
fashionably and becemingly. Upon
her face, still pale and thin, was a
smile of welcome for Fred, and the
kiss of greeting he gave her was cor-
dially returned.
‘“Papa!”’ the Doys shouted,
tumble down. the tower
built.”
And down came the rattling blocks,
without any quick cry of restraint for
their noise, or the gleeful shouts of the
little ones.
‘‘see us
mamma
It is nearly seven years now since
Baby Willie was laid to sleep in
Greenwood. Two little girls are
playmates for Eddie and Charlie in
Mrs. Aiken’s nursery, and another
little grave marks a second bereave-
ment. But the mother has learned
well the lesson impressed upon her
heart when the selfish sorrow so near-
ly blighted her home.
The little ones God has taken can
never be forgotten. Tears still fall
over their pictures, the silent souve-
nirs of their brief lives, but the duties
to the living are never forgotten in
sorrowing for the dead. What God
has taken to His own care the mother
has learned to resign submissively,
thanking Him for the blessings spared,
shutting out no sunlight He gives and
treasuring gratefully the memories of
brightness with the sorrow of the little
lives ended. —New York Nev 8.
QUAINT AND CURIOUS.
Indian ink comes from China, and
consists of lampblack and glue.
. A partridge with white wings has
been eluding the best English sports-
men about Ledbury.
The longest continued cataleptic
sleep known was reported from Ger-
many in 1892. It continued four and
one-half months.
Curupay is a Paragnayan wood of
reddish color and extremely hard. It
lasts for years under ground or in
water and is chiefly used for railway
sleepers.
The Good Habit society now has
2000 members. It was started by
Harvey Prentice, a Chicago school boy.
Its chief pledge is to treat everybody
with kindness.
In the jungles of Sumatra the larg-
est ‘spiders are found. Some of the
“largest specimens measure eightinches
aoross the back and have seventeen
inches of leg spread.
What is probably the most venera-
ble piece of furniture in existence is
now in the British Museum. It is the
throne of Queen Hatsu, who reigned
in the Nile valley some ¥G00 years be-
fore Christ.
Temper lamp chimneys by putting
them in a pan of cold water on the
range and bringing the water to a boil,
letting the glasses cool in the water
after being removed from the heat. If
the brass catches are not too tight,
breakages will be few.
A female townerier fulfils her duties
in the Scottish town of Dunning, Perth-
shire. She is a hale, hearty old dame
of seventy, locally known as the ‘‘bell
wife,” and is very proud of having
proclaimed the Queen’s birthday for
fifty-three years running.
Formerly in India, Siam and other
Eastern countries, Malay men driven
mad by opinm hasheesh or other drugs,
would run about frantically, sword in
hand, striking at any one they might
happen to meet and crying, ‘‘Amok,
amok,’”’—kill, kill. The phrase “to
‘ran amuck’’ comes from that.
Fred Bird of Quitman, Kan., has
brought suit against James Glover of
the same town for $5000 damages.
Bird alleges that in a public place,
with crowds to see and multitudes to
laugh, Glover did, with intention and
malice aforethought, pull a chair from
under him as he was about to sit down.
The joke resulted in a broken leg, and
Bird wants pay for the leg.
Three Dollars a Head for Coyotes.
The people of western Kansas are
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sand.
calves have been killed by them.
commissioners of Pawnee
Hundreds of sheep and young
The
brought to the county treasurer.
Sportsmen are organizing to join in
the fight against the coyotes, which
are simply a species of prairie wolf.
At 83 a head hunters can make good
wages. Dogs are of no value,because
one coyote can whip three dogs.
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SITTING DHURNA IN INDIA.
The Mahratty Method of Settling
Debts.
Many queer stories are told of thé
persistence and clever devices of the
collectors of bad debfs; but even a prov
fessional humorist would find it hard
to invent anything more absurd than
the method actually in use among the
Mahrattas—at least, If travelers’ tales
are. to be trusted. .
In that country—so they say—when
a creditor cannot get his money and
begins to regard the debt as desper-
ate, he proceeds to sit ‘“‘dhurna’” upon
his debtor, that is, he squats down at
the door of his vietim’s tent, and there-
by, In some mysterious way, becomes
master of the uation. . No one can
go in or out except by his sanction. He
neither himself eats nor allows his
debtor to eat, and. this extraordinary
starvation contest. is kept up until
either the debt is paid or the creditor
gives up the siege, and In the latter
case the debt is held to be canceled.
However strange it may appear to
Europeans, this method of enforcing a
demand is an established and almost
universal usage among the Mahrattas,
and seems to them a mere matter of
course... Even their “Scindiah,” or
chieftain, is not exempt from it.
The laws by which the ‘“dhurna” is
regulated are as well deflned as those
of any other custom whatever. When
it is meant to be very strict, the claim-
ant takes with him a number of hie
followers, who surround the tent, and
sometimes even the bed of his adver-
sary, to make sure that he obtains no
morsel of food. The code, however,
prescribes the same abstinence for the
man who imposes the ordeal; and, of
course, the strongest stomach wine
the day. After all, we have little right
to ridicule this absurdity; for our own
laws provide, nominally at least, for
starving a jury into a verdict.
A similag custom was once 80 prev.
alent in the province and city of Be- .
systematically put through a course
of training to enable them to endure a
long time without ftod. They wers
then sent to the doer of some rich per-
son, where they publicly made a vow
to remain fasting until a certain sum
of money was paid, or until they per-
ished from starvation. To cause the
death of a Brahmin was considered so
heinous an offense that the cash was
generally forthcoming; but never with-
out a resolute struggle to determine
whether the man was likely to prove
stanch, for the average Oriental will al-
most as soon give up his life as his
money.
The Hotbed.
Glass gives more warmth to hotbeds
than any other covering, but
plants are desired to be grown that are
somewhat hardy, such as lettuce o:
early cabbage, a light frame covering
made of oiled muslin answers well and
ls cheap. It can be prepared by
stretching the muslin and painting i
on both sides with boiled linseed oil. It
is claimed that cheap frames, covered
in this manner, can be successfully
used for forcing strawberry plants. It
a warm hotbed is required, fresh horse
manure should be placed at th¢ bottom
of the frame and covered with rich sof§
that has been 8 Sifte.
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