“THE DA
It's not meself I'm
(He's a good man, i
But there's sorrow heating on
For the little wrinkled tace
1%
1S Mic
not
and 1've
moe like a
of her 1 lef
It's just Herself I'm ging for,
Do you mind he nS Wa ow
Twas 1 that pinned I Kerchie :
The wide seas, the ¢l seas and
word,
te
ng t t
the
say the
ve come
longi
across
man’s part to
(It’s a fair land we’
It's not the homesick
But the one voice
It's just Herself I'm
Do you mind the
Me head upon your
The broad seas between
It’s the he
Iv Ia
Fi S
vorid tha
for,
told
oh,
and
longing
tales you
shoulder,
us
mae
me 1m
there’
when
her «
irive
There's decent neighbors all about,
It's kind souls will be about me
But it's her word that I'm wanting,
And her blessing on the two of us to «
It's just Herself I'm longing for, IHerse
Do you mind the soft spring
The little, careful stitches, oh,
Meself beyond the broad seas
me mot
1d
—Theodosia
Herself
Ww
yourselr
mornings when
her,
you
UGHTER.
that I'm eomplaining
never felt his fiown),
long day's raining
t in Kerrydown.
no other—
when all the
mother, moth
world betwe
and .
lass fields were green ?—
mozi.er,
follow
all);
n. and
hey
sSwali
to
rs ney
me: Ke a
t draws me
If and no other,
the turf was blazing
mother, mothe:
tonight!
hen brisat?
other,
alone
s coming and there's going;
the little one is here;
:omfort I'd be
know ing,
away the
fear.
iIf- and no other,
vou stitched the wedding gown?—
moth nother,
in Kerrydown!
Gan MecClurc's Magazine,
"1S011, In
sferfesferiesie are atest Rat Teale)
Aertest
The ely of of Life.
rare
cate ste
Cafe sie ste ste ole vr
AR
That was the usual cry at > e Cov-
erdale’s if the eldest dai disap-
peared for more’ than ly
The vicar needed her to write for hin;
the sweet-faced d her |
girl's affectionate and one or
other of the five and girls were
sure to want the help which caly Nan
could give.
It was sweet
of the household,
was necessary
grave, tender
the pet of the
er of burdens as
times felt the strain
felt, also, that it would
times to be a “leaner”
“Where's Nan?’ again
Fred. His kite ited mending
was eager to the
glorious
for him.
‘‘She
auntie’s,
the couch
was spent.
Fred grumblingly arted. - It was
a query if he would find another will-
ing helper. Then the vicar looked up |
from his book to say, ‘My dear; I am
glad Nan is out of the way for once,
for I'm afraid between us we demand |
too much of her.” The mother sighed
as she agreed with him her own
helplessness troubled her greatly.
He heard the sigh, acd Jove inter-
preted its meaning for him, for theirs
were love-linked - hearts, In the talk
which followed the mother heart was
comforted, for
10
ug
Ave
“Where's n?
{
mother nisse
care;
boys
the prop
she
the |
Flo, |
brave lift-
Nan some-
iti all,
be. good
J{—
demanded
and he
wind was
to feel horoolf
10 kn«
from
wee
to
father
fami 5
she
to
yet,
wad,
of and
at
if—ah!
wail
i
be off, for
and: the hoys
10
from
Irom
a run down
Coverdale,
much of her life
for
where
al
fe
> lives
all,
she was made to
how great a place she held in the
of all the fa most of
iow precicus she her
band.
Meanwhile,
aie, how
been.
Swiftly walkitg
road, ignoring its loneliness,
less of the gathering gloom,
fighting a lonely heart battle.
Nan felt herself a we Her
in the houscholod had developed
anliness in her. but not
had the chord of love been
on the harp of her life; only
had she realized how gradually
unconsciously to herseit) sh
€rovn to revel in the : presence
Douglas Gray.
« He was her father's curate, for the
pdiish was a large cone. She liked to
talk over her favcrite beoks with him;
to discuss the intricacies of meaning:
in her favcrite poems; most of all his |
earnest, vivid preaching touched her
and to be linked such a person-
lity would, she felt, mean ‘living ca
high levels indeed.
But duringz the last few weeks she
had unwillingly begun to think that
while he gave to herself a warm friend-
ship, he was yielding the love she cov-
eted to her Amy.
Bright-faced Amy had that intangi- |
ble, unexplainable of: pleasing, |
which takes a man 1 s, but holds |
him firmly. :
Watching the two that afternoon the |
truth -had Nan’s |
heart Sitting win- |
dow—Nan had no leisure for
fancy work of which Amy was so
—she had cauzht snatches
conversation, Amy and
wandered in the old-fashioned
to them so evidently a garden of Eden.
By-and-by- Amy had bent over to
v rose, and the hiul eyes at
window had noted the ardent «
jion love on
stood watching.
nan should, after
are, happen upon
ender one of the cld ¢
in a happy day dream.
icnment was complete. !
And now face to fa her |
trouble, and he she her- |
self (yet why should she?) because it |
as rauhle! She was trying with
measured tranip to beat down the pain |
in her heart. She had given Der love
unsought, and self-contempt raged in
her heart for the jealous feelings which
would arise against her much-loved
sister. Above all rose the dread of
self-betrayal!
An-
could the
they wo! have
amazed
|
country i
heed-
the
and
along
she was |
piace
WG
lat Ly
touched
lately
(and
had
of
mall.
until
Z
e
10
|
sister
grace
cut into
the
the pretty
fond |
of their
Dougzli
its
way
sewing near
as d>
garden. |
Xpres- |
he
|
that
of face &s
neede:
with
despised
Ce
yur
WwW
If she remained at home
that might come at any monient,
“] must go away,” she said. it. half
aloud in her earnestness. “lI can see
®e well what is coming, and I cannot
may to see it through.”
And then the thcught of her moth-
er, and of how unfitted she was to meet
the cares of the household, swept like
an overwhelming wave over her
troubled heart. :
“Oh, I can’t go, and yet I must! 1
| ing
an-|s
up
i she
i feet,
! lieved,
| any
| are import
i to-heart
| love-lit
ENE
hus- |
{ which
. told the romance of her own
{ therefore,
which {
{the
| and
i know
talkin
| heard in the }
{ path. °'T
i admit,
2
»?
eetedests Sertertestententorts ie sTonte test
te Jefe ste sf ote te stertestesterteste sa steate ste staste
without me,” she
still the battle raged.
ysical energy at last giv-
aced her steps, and
and. mind found her
way to her aunt's, where all this time
1 been supposed to be. She
tired and spent to make
anything, but as she
room a sense of
heart.
using
sense, of her
Aunt Doro-
girl's white
out,
over-
must © manage
thought, and
Finding ph
Out,
wearied in body
she
rer
she hac
seemed
hey
stepped
rest stole
100
mind
into
into her weary
This: was the “home,”
sweet word in its truest
father's maiden sister
thea gave one look at the
eary fac then her arms went
znd in a moment later, like an
spent child in the arms of its mother,
Nan rested there until soothed and
0
i
thie cosy
that
o
Cy
comforted by deep, unspoken sympathy,
sank on to a footstool at her aunt’
feeling that the tension was re-
and her burden already light-
ned,
she un-
that
in the firelight,
heart, and told
hour before she had inly
never meet the ear of
Such is the potency
words of that con-
be recorded, Words
in those rare heart-
which life gives sO
natters most the
tender tcae, and the
of the recesses of hu-
such times “spirit
> and only then do
realize how closely two human
souls can touch, and how deep and
far-reaching is the influence of one
personality on another.
:Dorothen Coverdale was a living ex-
i i Lowell's Pedwtital words:
And there,
burdened her
which but an
rezolved should
human soul.
pathy... The
ion necd not
ant, but
talks of
which
the
saered unveilir
man hearts.
with spirit can
of
ves
that is
eye,
few,
1g
At
meet,’
Be noble;
the nchbleness which lies in others
sleepin, but never dead,
Will rise in majesty to meet thine own,
Quietly there, in that cosy room,
somehow seemed the natural
yiment of the pure soul who in-
it, Aunt Dorothea, in her turn,
girlhood’s
days. It was a story before which
Nan's little tale dwindled into insig-
nificance, and yet the woman who had
suffered such terrible heart-ache, some-
10 wmanaged to convey to the listen-
ing girl the sense that all her feelings
were and the bitterness
20t one jot underest iated. :
“Yes, dear; IT am not afraid to let
you know that I think the bestowal
of a good man’s love brings to a true
woinain the highest and purest of
carthly happiness. I believe that with-
out tha gift, a woman's life is, and
must be, incomplete, for the grand
range of feelings which come to a wife
and mother cannot be hers, and,
one side of her nature must
but,” and the words
Nan feeling that
ined for her, and
you as He
And
envire
tabited
go hungry;
ollowed
the Highest still
ever
left
rema
ge, am among
th” took a new meaning.
home life she saw in a new
and the home ‘love. seemed
of any sacrifice,
As she walked home she thought of
Longrellow’s “Legend Beautiful,” and
entered the house with the words ring-
ing ‘her ears:
duty
unto
message, “
that
The
light,
worthy
serve
dear
on
's
Do. thy
Leave
life
was new
mean
It
for
well was fortified,
wes
evell eeli,
ASS. e-h t the
all that she ha: readed.
‘Nan, sik Mrs. Coversdale
afternoon
of
Doug and
tbout all
what
{ this long
Bétore Nan could answ
wall, and
AoW,
down
door
voices were
after,
she saw the
garden
opened to
moment
open wi
walk hastily
hen the room
Ee
through the
curate the
2? exclaimed the
of
“What is it, father
mother, for the vicar's face
unusual happenings.
Then. Nan felt again the
her as in ton first
love story of the family was told. She
saw what happiness the revelation had
brought to their hearts. They were
both glad, though a natural regret
dimmed the mother's eye. They had
no thought of excluding Nan from this
discussion. Was she not the natural
helper of them both?
By-and-by Amy strayed into the
room. and, instinctively, father and
sister left her alone with the mother,
who, in spite of her helplessness, was
indeed “mother” with all that sacred
spoke
burden of
Cross, dh Ss the
i “Dear
| Son
ment
I and take us
was
| decided tha
name implies.
mast! I never have left them; they
When Douglas came
J
fol-
ar-
of
for hiszanswer an ccstatic time
lowed, during which poor Nan’
mour- was penetrated by all sorts
Ss
Ss
arrow
“My word, Nan,” cried Fred. com-
ing in one day, with a hop, skip and
a jump. “Such a lark! I ran into the
Sum:mer-house just now, and I'll be
; red. if Gray wasn’t kissing our
Amy: Co-co! You shouid have seen
their faces when they saw me.”
Fred, bey like, squirmed with
lizht at the uncon.mon discovery, and
the embarras nt he had: caused.
“Nannie,” said little Flo, tor as of
old ‘little pitchers have long ears,”
“s’'ud’oo ’ike a bid man to kiss “oo,
too?”
“Not while I can have your kisses,
darling,’ said Nan, the sore-hearted.
“It is beautiful] to see those two to-
gether,” said Mrs. Coverdale; next day.
next day.
“Nan dear; I'm glad no one has
come yet to waken your heart's love,
for I couldn't spare you.
There was sweet and bitter strange-
mingled for Nan in that little
speech.
But Amy’s bed-time confidences
hardest of all to bear, for Nan
filled the place of confident too long
to lose it now. It was rather bitter
to hear the winsome girlish voice say,
old Nan, I expect, since you've
been in ‘love, you can’t enter
into it all, and that I'm silly to
lize Douglas, but you'll understand
1e day.”
Perhaps,
de-
cme
lv
were
had
never
SO
idee
the bitterest mo-
was when she submitted to re-
“a brother's kiss’ from Douglas,
I feel as if vou had always been
sister: I-have never had one, you
Nan. I may call you .‘Nan’
may 1 not?”
felt the unresponsiveness of
somewhat abrupt reply, “Don’t
1k you'd: better wait a bit,
‘on approval’ first, before
family in this wholesale
though,
ceive
“for
my
know,
now,
He
Nan's
you. ‘thir
adopting. the
| fashion?”
and
puz-
but
she
of
It
Nan
zled
she
rtless little joke,
pained by the
eves she loved,
couldn't help it, really, for
but human, and the Valley
Humiliation is hard to tre 0:
The time of
wedding sped cally on, es tiers was
little to wait for. The offer of a com-
fortable living had given Douglas the
right to 2a for his bride and it was
the wedding should take
place in the following Spring.
Hw hard . time for Nan, and
only the quiet hours she snatched
from the busy days to spend with
Aunt Dorothea kept her calm and
hea
went away
lcck in the
wads a
for “the
sk
as-- a
| steady.
|
|
|
|
|
another leng
some subjects do not bear
too free a discussion, but many a
word cf comfort or counsel, indirectly
given, did Nan carry away with her
from that quiet home, Besides, the
sense of relaxation which came with
the presence “of the only one who
knew what she was bearing, was very
sweet to her
And so, at last, the wedding
came, and all the village was
The mother’s quiet kiss was given from
her couch of suffering, and Nan
termined not to spoil their happiness,
or betray her secret, watched the
ceremeny, kissed the dear little bride,
played hostess to the guests, and al-
tozether was the life of the party.
But that night her pillow was wet
with bitter tears. No cone witnessed
that “giving way,” and only Aunt
Dorothea guessed that in the silence
of the night, a girl's heart was nigh
unto breaking. Truly “every heart
kroweth its own bitterness.”
There is a happy &¢qguel to my lit-
tle tale, else would I not have told
it, for the world is full of sadness.
The wedding day closed the page of
Nan's life, for was not Douglas Amy's
husband now? Nan bravely tcok up
the battle of life,
active: service.
What a comfort was in: ‘aftor
vears to know that had been the
and support of her mother’s last
That she had been able to watch
and see safely into manhood and
the children left that
care. That, when Fred
through sowing t
of wild
extricatinz
only herse
one ;
a long time
‘romancing.”
to find that
having such
all, quite
heart thrill
came aware
ht delight
fy or
icugh
They did not have
talk, for
day
gay.
de-
it +
she
stay
days.
over,
womanhood
mother to her
rot into trouble
plentiful a crop
means of
sacrifice
then,
for
for
was
Time
after
by
00
was
thé
what
And
thought
too old
she
about
If knew.
she had
w
surpri
lecend
when
that
how
day
she
( the
power
vas,
witn
hn 5 that
Gordon i
pany?
Ice again
herself
wri
fiow youne sne began to
How. she bhithed to find
day actually studying her
the mirror!
Francis Gerdon
author, and the
of father's. had come down
to Inzleton for & ¢ rest. Why had
he chosen Ingleton? Nan learned
the secret one glorious moonlight ev-
in the old garden.
years vour father’s letters have
heen permeated with the name ‘Nan,’ ”
said he.: “Some time ago, when ‘Flo's
engagement was announced, he wrote
my father, ‘So now, dear Nan, after
all her sacrifice and devotion
alone with her old father; she will
reve me, but I feel it is very
lonely for her.” When I read that,
dear (for the Ingleton letters were
always passed on to me), I realized
afresh how I wanted you. All these
vears I have been so interested in
those references to you. I had an
idea that you'd tire of it all in time,
and strike out for yourself some day,
fcr in the old times I know you map-
well-known
an old friend
was. a
son of
He
riot
pict 1
her
ning
“For
net
ped out a very different life for your-
self. 1 remember the flash in your
eve as you spoke of the future... But
you kept true to your trust, and in-
stinctively I admired you for it, and
when that letter came, then a deeper
cuirent was touched, and 1 came to
Ingleton to find ‘you. I know I am
not young, but because my love is the
growth will you not believe
it all the more {rue and steady, Nan?”
That - was ‘a glorious evening, and
Nan had a rapture all to rorself in
the silent night. Now she had an-
other to minister to, and—ah, beauti-
ful, fresh experience—somecne to re-
turn the ministry. What a comfort
to have a strong, firm, human friend
to lean on.
One more glimpse.
Two little ones are playing
old garden. The dear old vicar,
hairéd now, and growing very
watches them tenderly. The little
girl has Nan's faithful eye; the boy
the pride of his grandfather's heart
is ‘“daddy’s boy.”
From the window where Nan watch-
ed Douglas and Amy with such pain—
how far distant it all seems now!—
“Daddy” ra his Seen from his
writing, to exchange loving glances
with the wife he Hal so well.
Every
f vears,
in the
white-
old,
ises
week the children
ing visit to the grave of
| thea in the old churchyard.
time they went little Frank
the words on the whi
the spot. :
pay a lov-
Aunt Doro-
The last
spelt out
stone ch marks
“Why did you choose that, mother ”
he in his old-fashioned way.
But fer answer the mothed only clasp-
ed closer. the hands of and
tiny Dorothea, and in her was
| the far-distant expression which told
that for a few minutes her heart was
with “dead days beyond recall.’'—
London S. Times
QUAINT AND CURIOUS.
asked,
eyes
S.
In seme
China
ons
of the farming
districts of
pigs are har
ssed to small wag-
and made tc draw then
From yrna (Asia Minor)
Ernest 1. Har Ss writes: *l
iz growing to be t
by of the educated
Sm Conzul
’hotography
most popular hob-
in Turkey.”
ho
1¢ classes
4
Sikl to invade DBrit-
{hs ‘are beginning
ish Columbia. which is certainly not
like India Three thousand of them
are in the province and more are ccm-
ing.
In the
ithe
fiords on the Norway coast
clearness of the water is wonder-
ful. Objects the size of a shiiiing may
be seen at a depth of twenty-five tc
thirty fathoms.
An interesting relic = of Napoleon
Bonaparte has been placed in the Not-
tinzham Castle Museum. [It consists
of a lock of hair of the emperor which
was off about an hour after his
death.
cu
of Spain's ‘name
the roll of a
the number of
A bed
for him
The baby Prince
has been entered upon
regiment and he wears
it, in gold, pinned on his bib.
in the barracks reserved
as the latest
is
recruit.
Japanese auctions are conducted in
the following manner: Each bidder
at an auction writes his name and bid
on a slip of paper, which he puts in a
bcx. When the bidding is over the
| great
and found plenty of
| antagonist,
to |
is left |
box is opened, and the goods declared
the property of the highest bidder.
During his last illness Curran,’ the
Irish wit, was one day teld by
the medical attendant that he seemed
to cough with more difficulty than he
had done the: previous ‘day. — “That’s
odd enough,” replied the cick one, “be
cause I've been practicing all night.”
is ‘a timid bird, easily
easily excited. : Wher
excited or ‘angered he is a dangerous
because he is strong enough
to kill a man with one kick of his pow-
erful leg.
Most of the ostriches in
farms dre hatched in incubators
not new, for the Egyptians
sone 3000 years ago. If the
taken from the nest
nanny as 30. Nearly
‘tile and hatch cat a
ich is worth a hund:
¢ix months old
baby
The ostrich
frightened and
Americar
This
did if
egos are
wiil lay
all of them axe
n h chick
‘ed deliars when
and thi
is
al
ostric
is past
diseases.
Nature Fa king at Hor:
only
frit,
at
ol
1 al
the country thik
ete., but
pretriest
eat
even home.
littie
ublic sc
which
FIs,
hoot, read
vec
sans
some of
butcher
with the
meat to make it
of the sausages
cases are made o
pose, conic from
father of this
admits thot
habit of
wwhter, will
helping her.
to know by
sericusly.—
h
mixes
pig meat
cheaper.
that we
dogs.
2nd heg
But most
buy in
dogs, 1
heep
£ The
sup
The
woman
American
fact: "Da
a when
we ought
take things
| Press.
ner” 2
all
in Old
in Coahuila, an
says that the
Down Nicx=cw.
An irate
dalgo of the oll school,
{ first time Le has time to get away
| he is coming to the city of Mexico to
thrust a Toledo blade down our throat.
Calmese Vd., hombre! Don’t spoil a
family heirloom.—Mexican Herald.
veader hi:
rT Omori
“This Is So Sudden’’
By Winifred Black.
is goin
that it
her own
& CERTAIN well-known and g
round tae country telling
tor woman to seize
most estimable
all the women's
upon her rights
woman
clubs
time and do
Lroj;osing.
Tish, tush and pooh: also tus.
If I wasn't woman enough to make man who cared
enough for me to marry me propose to me without his ever
dreaming that I had the faintest idea he'd ever even ncticed
the color cf my eyes, I'd put on a diving suit and go down
ue sea and take lessons -of the merry, merry ner:
Time for woman to propose, indeed! !
As if every woman who really is a woman doesn’t do her own propo
right straight along, and hasn't ever since the world began—all but
talking or writing of it.
The woman who says “This is so
his wife may look as innocent
a tarradiddle she’s teiling.
Any real woman knows it
any
into the deep, bl 1alds
sing
Sing
thie actual
sudden”
as a lamb wh
when, asks her*to b
wh
a nan e
n she says it, but, oh,
ar
atl
my,
the very instant any real man falls
with her, and if she'd be frank with vou she could tell you the time
ond when you first noticed that there was something rather
the expression of her eve. :
The modern woman knows ¢
self, but she
in love
to a sec-
pleasing about
enough to
the same if T had
and se lacking in femini: attribute that she didn’t
know what a man's eves mean, no matter what his voice
aown to Texas to live in the manless Eden that has just
o] hate an attitudini
man whe addresses a
next person
man is
see
keep some of her knowled
ge to her-
daughter who
1t st and a Was £0: sth
every e know
ag;
would-be
dying
simpering,
civil word to her
her is the sexless
propose and can't h
links ev
but
coquette, who ti
with -love for
who doesn’t k
little without
1s
her,
now
Worse: to woman,
goin
what sl
A man
would strike mie as :
and stammercd yes ow
diffident to
know what he was going to
when he really met h
Should women propose, my dear ch woman? Indeed,
and she'll never ; er,
—New York Ame
g.10
1e's doi
elp him -along let
ol
yor
11S.
who was so little with me that I 1
the hnsi d line 1
the fatal question He mic
haunted all the ti with curi
real’ woman he really fell in
love d to cdo the pre
han
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and, ready
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hollow places. She exhibited
imagine that men never look
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depicted
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nude state, very and scragey, but
ciaily moulded plump portions of
in readiness to fasten over
pitilessly as a Swindle. Do women
pers and never perceive the bold and prominent challenge of
ing advertisements which instruct them as to what a painted,
ded, en frizzled, shameless creature a woman may be,
natural woman, with healtht's own glow upon her
brightness in hair likely to be wronged by
while the fashion books of today everywhere
“female form divine,” huilt: up, with
tumier and the perruquier—a think with
“rights” of womanhood as the doll in a 1
of four modern piorgialy will convi
portsr majority
way fitted
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Too Forward, Irreverent, Bold
and Self: Assertive ?
By Justice Leverone,
Of the Juvenile Court of New York.
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The Man Dho
Runs the Railroad
By Thornton Oakley.
rack ‘0ss cones round ti
grows lar then
1e tower trembles and
ignal-operator glances at his clock, th
shakes two fingers at the engineer, who n
throttle in a bit. He is two minutes ahead
As the express vanishes in a blue haze
dust, a heavy freight comes lumbering
bound track, the big shaking
Fone and cinders. The operator turns and tugs upon his levers. Out
rack there is a clanging among the switches, and upon the signal ln
i and yellow semaphores rise ar 1d fall. The panting lecomotive ha
The signal is against him. Far.back at the caboose a brakeman drons
and you can see him running up the track, waving a spot of red. The
gineer, in greasy overalls, swings down from his cab and hurries to the tow-
er. The operator shouts to him that there a freight wreck at Upland
Crossing, and after the Southshore Limited has passed he is to procced on
the passenger track.—Harper’s Rlagazine. *
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