run ciiiu.. wnnxiisiuY, .iuly is, 1010.
A Love So Great
30
"There Is a love so great," began
Bob Travers, then stopped and red
dened at sight of the elder man's quiz
zical smite.
"Go on, my boy," said Grlscom,
kindly. "It sounds as though It might
be Interesting. 13 It theory or experi
ence?" "Why cr a little of either, per
bars. But I'm sure it's fact. I believe
there is n love so great that It will
forglvo anything."
"You know Dick Tumor, Bob? And
his father?"
"Dick, of courro, and his father a
little," Bob answered, In some sur
prise. "Ever hear about the older man's
early er tragedy? No? Well, ho
was a quiet studious man, a home lov
er, nnd how he cr.mo to love and mar
ry a mere butterfly ir.:c Nanny But
ler is more than I can explain. I
saw quite a good dcnl of the Turners
that winter, then they suddenly disap
peared from the places they had been
In the habit of frequenting. For three
or four months 1 saw nothing of them,
except as I happened to meet them
driving. I noticed then there w.13 an
odd new tenderness in Turner's ex
pression ns he wntched his wife,
which he seemed to be always doing.
Then, unexpectedly to me at least,
came the news of the baby's birth. It
was Dick, you know, the only one they
ever hnd. I hardly knew Turner when
I 6aw him next His face wore an ex
pression such as I had never seen ex
cept in the faces of happy mothers.
For perhaps a year Nanny Turner
was bound up In her lovely new toy
and she went about very little. Then
gradually she took her old place again
among the butterflies, but now with a
certain little air of matronly dignity
which added to her beauty and charm.
"Turner was deep In some scientific
research, and went about very Utile,
Nanny, left a good deal to herself,
took up one fad after another, until
she landed In the midst of the Bohe
mians. One of them, a large, flabby,
blue-eyed man handsome after a fash
Ion, constituted himself her Instructor,
with the other members of their Im
mediate set as fluent and willing as
sistants. "The fad lasted for months, but
Just before the bridge whist fiend got
'em, Blakesley, the handsome 'Instruc
tor,' disappeared. Mrs. Turner threw
herself with doubled energy Into the
maelstrom of society, and for several
years she was a leader in her set, but
gradually the strain told on her.
Everyone could see that It was tell
ing on Turner, too, though In a differ
ent way. His home was nothing more
than a lodging place, mismanaged by
servants who had their own way in
almost everything, and ruled by the
little chap who had his way In every
thing. It was a very sweet little way,
to tell the truth. Poor old Turner was
bound up In the boy. It got round
somehow that he put the little fellow
to bed every night with his own hands
and sat beside him till he fell asleep.
Then suddenly came the news of Mrs.
Turner's sudden and serious Illness.
It was pneumonia and she had worn
her strength and nerves down so fine
that she had little left to tight with.
For several days the doctors foneht
for her, but there came a day when
one of them told Turner, not looking
at the white, drawn face before him,
that the end was surely not more
than a day away. That she would
probably never see another morning.
"Turner stood dazed, then groped
and staggered to her bedside, where
he dropped to his knees, one of her
little feverish hands pressed to his
pale Hps. For hours he knelt there.
Then slowly she stirred and feebly
turned her head and breathed his
name. At the sound he looked up, his
eyes dim with agony, and saw in the
depths of her eyes the kaowlodpe that
tho end was near. At a faint pressure
of her hand, he drew himself still
closer, and slowly, weakly, she be
gan with many pauses, to rest. She
told him things which he had never
for an Instant suspected, some even
which others had not suspected. Mo
tionless, turned to stone, he kneft, till
she bad finished, and lay panting with
exhaustion, staring Into his eyes. Then
with a groan of utter anguish, ho drop
ped his head upon the frail little hand
and covered It with klssos. The tears
rushed to her eyes and rained over
her white cheeks. "Oh, you are 30
good, so heavenly good. I never dared
hopo for forgiveness,' she gasped. 'I
had not believed anyone could bo so
merciful and good.'
"Slowly he drew himself up until
his Hps lay on her cheek, then on her
Hps. Slowly her lids dropped over
dimming eyes. So they found them
later, he In a faint that was nlmost
death."
Griscom stopped abruptly. Bob
Travers held his rigid pose a moment,
then shook himself as though waking
from sleep.
"Well, doesn't that provo " ho be
gan eagerly, but Grlscom interrupted.
"That was not tho end," he remarked,
slowly. "She did not dlo after nil.
Sho woko tho next morning out of dan
ger, As soon as sho was woll, Turner
brought suit for divorce."
Bob Travers looked profoundly de
jected and a good deal bowlldered.
"But I don't seo," ho began; but
again Grlscom Interrupted. "No, ray
boy, I realize that," ho said, as he roso
to go. "The only ones who do see are
the ones who havo been through It
all."
Bob stared after the receding fig
ure in dawning comprehension.
, "Now I wonder," he muttered, to no
one In particular. MRS. EMILY DOB-SON.
FOR THE CHILDREN
I What Time Is It?
It requires two players who under
stand this game, n lender and his ac
complice. The accomplice leaves the
room, wbllo tho leader and tho rest
! rcialn inside. Tho lender nsks the
plnyers what hour they will choose for
tho accomplice to guess. Suppose Borne
one says "Four o'clock." The assist
ant Is called In, nnd he questions the
leader, saying. "Well, what tlmo Is It?"
Tho leader answers thus: "Don't you
know?" nnd then. "Doubtless dancing
time." Tho assistant Immediately
says "Four o'clock." to the general
mystification of tho company.
Tho key Is thnt each hour from 1
to 12 o'clock has been nnmed accord
ing to tho letters of the alphabet In
rotntlon from A to K. Tho leader In
answering must bo very enreful to be
gin each answer with tho letter Indi
cating tho chosen hour. Thus In the
above tho assistant noticed thnt each
answer began with "d." nnd "d," being
the fourth letter of tho alphabet, indi
cated that 4 o'clock was tho tlmo cho
sen. Only tho exact hour cnu be chosen.
As tho different players think they
havo solved tho trick they may take
turns In being assistant, and mnny
funny mistakes will result till the
game has been explained to nil.
Fox and Geese.
This is an old game, but one that
children always enjoy. It can bo play
ed Indoors, but better out.
One of the party, called the fox,
goes a little way off, and the rest of
tho children nrrango themselves in a
string, one behind tho other, tho tallest
first and the smallest. The first one is
called "Mother Goose." Tho game bo
gins by a conversation between tho
fox and Mother Goose. "What nre
you after this Dne morning?" says she.
"Taking n walk," the fox answers.
"What for?" "To get an appetite for
breakfast." 'What are you going to
have for breakfast?" "A nlco fat
goose." Where will you get it?" "Well,
as your gecso are so handy I'll take
one of them." "Catch one if you can."
Mother Goose then stretches out her
arms to protect her geese and not let
the fox catch one. The fox tries to
dodge under, right and left, until ho
Is able to catch the last of the string.
Of course the brood must try to keep
out of reach of tho fox. As the geese
are caught they must go over te the
den of the fox, and the game contin
ues till all are caught.
A Squirrel Barometer.
A merchant in a western city has a
queer barometer. It is a domesticated
fox squirrel. He keeps the little pet
in a large paint barrel, all inclosed
with the exception of a small round
hole in one end. Inside the barrel is
a good supply of straw, old paper and
leaves. During a run of weather of
any kind, hot, cold, wet or dry, tho
little animal is in and out of the house,
keeping an open door.
But should there be a change com
ing, say ten or twelve hours off, tho
squirrel plugs up his hole with the
matter from his bed and keeps it clos
ed until the change comes. It is claim
ed the squirrel never makes a mistake
and that he gives no false alarms to
his keeper.
Hanging Gardens of Babylon.
Tho banging gardens of Babylon
were one of the seven wonders of the
world. They were gardens of the most
beautiful description, but raised high
in the air above tho Babylon plain on
wall3 so gray that from a distance it
seemed as if there were no support be
neath the towering foliage and that the
gardens were in reality Moating above
tho earth. They were built In terraces
that reached, It is said, a height of
300 feet. The gardens were built by
Nebuchadnezzar, tho king, for his wife
Amytis, who had longed for the moun
tains among which she had passed her
youth and who disliked the flat coun
try about tho city of Babylon.
Origin of an Old Saying.
"In apple plo order" is traced to
Puritan times, to the good housewife
nepbzibnh. Every Saturday tho good
woman baked two or three dozen apple
pies, which were to last her family
through the week. These sho placed
in her puntry, labeling one or more
for each day. The pantry thus arrang
ed was said to be "In npplo plo order."
With all due respect for Mrs. Ileph
zlbnh, one is Inclined to think that her
family must have got very tired of
apple pies.
Mount Pilatus.
In Switzerland the. peak of Mount
Pilatus ! said to be haunted by the
ghost of Pontius Pllnte, tho Roman
governor of Jerusalem. Tho story is
told that l'llnto was banished to the
wild lands In tho north of tho Rorann
empire and enmo to this mountain,
where ho threw himself from a crag
Into a lofty lake. Tho ghost appears
once a year In tho formal robes of a
Roman governor, nnd tho person that
sees it Is doomed to dlo within the
yeah
The Dancer.
B.he dances llko a dandelion,
Flu ft upon the breeze.
As eayly ns a butterfly
And quite as much at ease.
And surely sho was always meant
To fly upon her toes.
Thero never was another
That could go as Doris goes.
The flowers sho Is scattering
Are no lovelier than Btie.
They fall m yellow showers
As she gayly sots thorn free.
And utie beckons them to follow
To the land where all Is young.
Where a thousand sprites are slngtnj
In the eetia faerie tongue.
AS THEY WOULD HAVE WRIT
TEN "CACEY."
lAfter Rudynrd Kipling.
This Is the doleful story.
Told when the twilight fnlls
And the newsboys yell together,
Boosting the "uxtry" salts:
King Casey played for the Mudvllles.
Large were his brawny lists.
Ho was n worldwide wonder
At killing the pitcher's twists.
But hark to tho talo of his downfall
Two Btrlkos wcro called mid dlnj
Then, era tho third enmo hurtling,
Bquare set was Casey's chin.
Swiftly tho pill came floating
Over the rubber pan,
And wild was the swlpo of Casey,
Missing by half a spnn.
Thus wcro tho Mudvllles beaten.
Downed in tho pennant race.
Thus was proud Casey humbled;
Deep was tho king's disgrace.
This Is the horrible story
Told as the twilight falls,
When the newsboys yell together.
Boosting the "uxtry" sales.
-Arthur Chapman In Denver Repub
lican. He Never Called Again.
Elderly Dame (who gave reception to
view her collection of relics) How do
you llko them?
One of the Invited Splendid. So
glnd to have met you. I am an en
thusiast about curiosities and antiqui
ties. A Modern Solomon.
An old gentleman some tlmo ago had
occasion to cngago a gardener. One
morning he had two applicants for the
position. One was a very decent look
ing man, while the other was much
less prepossessing In his appearance
and manner.
After a moment's hesitation the old
gentleman chose tho latter applicant.
A friend who was present evinced a
good deal of surprise at the selection
and asked, "Has that man worked for
you before?"
"No," replied the old gentleman. "As
n matter of fact, I never saw either of
them until today."
"Then why did you choose the short
er man? The other had a much bet
ter face!"
"Face!" exclaimed the old man in
disgust. "Let me tell you something.
When you choose a gardener, choose
him by his breeches. If they are
patched on the knees you want him; if
they nre patched on tho seat you don't
want him." Baltimore American.
The Real Thing.
"What a curious paperweight that
Is," said Wllbraham. looking over the
paraphernalia on Hawkins' desk.
"Looks like a tea biscuit."
"It is." replied Hawkins.
"Odd sort of model to choose," said
Wllbraham. "How cleverly they Imi
tate these things nowadays! I'ou'd
think thnt was tho real thing."
"It is the real thing." said Hawkins.
"My daughter made it after taking a
course in cooking at Gnssar." Lippin
cott's. Preliminary.
"Are you the lawyer who has se
cured divorces for so many people?"
"I have been quite successful, mad
am." "How much does a divorce cost?"
"Depends on circumstances. On what
grounds do you wish divorce?"
"Oh. mercy. I don't know! I'm not
mnrrled yet. only engaged, but I think
it is a woman's duty to familiarize
herself with every phaso of domestic
life. Good morning." Philadelphia
Ledger.
Had Watched the Cows.
Johnny had spent n week at his un
clo's farm. It was his first experience
of country life, and on his return, very
brown and plump, he refused to have
anything more to do with milk.
When a glass was pressed upon him
be sneered and said:
"None of that for me, thanks. I know
all about that stuff now. It's nothing
but chewed grass." Pittsburg Chronicle-Telegraph.
Before Marriage.
"Do you know I felt sad nt reading
something today, dear," said tho sweet
young thing.
"And what was that, sweetheart?"
said tho man to whom she was en
gaged. "Why, I rend that only about ono out
of every thousand married couples
lives to celebrate Its golden wedding."
Yonkers Statesman.
An Embarrassing Word. '
"Then," said U10 reporter, "I'll say
tevcral pretty songs wcro rendered by
cMlss Packer."
"Oh, gracious, no," replied tho host
ess, "you mustn't say 'rendercdl' You
see, her father mndo all bis monoy in
lard." Catholic Standard and Times.
Unkind.
"Of course," said tho lady with tho
steel rimmed spectacles, "I expected to
bo called strong minded after making
a speech tbrco hours long In favor of
our sex, but to havo It printed 'strong
winded' was too, too much." Boston
Courier.
PHOTOS BY ELECTRIC LIGHT.
First of Them Made as Far Back as
1844.
Comparatively fow, perhaps, know
that tho electric light was used In
photography so far back as 1S44, and
yet that this was tho enso Is shown
by an Interesting present which has
been received by the Royal Micro
scopical Society from M. Nnchot, one
of the French Fellows. This consists
of a framo containing six micro
dnguerreotypes tnken with the electric
light by tho great French savant,
Leon Foucnult. They are probably not
only the oldest photographs of their
kind In existence, but almost certain
ly tho first application or the electric
light to scientific studies. The origi
nal plntes from which thoco reproduc
tions wcro mndo all bear the dato
1844 and the signature of Leon Foil
caulk Stone Gongs.
At Chufu, the birthplace of Con
fucius, thero aro to be seen some re
markable examples of sounding
stones, or stone gongs. One of these
1 stones, which nre composed of a gray
j Ish oolitic limestone, has ucen shnp
! ed Into a cover for an incenae-tlish
I placed In front of tho tomb of the
grandson of Confucius. When struck
with a stick, or with the knuckles, It
rings like bronze, nnd the sound is so
distinct thnt It Is difficult to believe,
without inspection, that the object Is
not really composed of meal.
Sounding-stones are known in other
countries. There Is n bridge at Co
rlck, In County Mayo, Ireland, which
is locally known as the "musical
bridge," because the stones forming
the coping give out a musical note
when struck.
The Radioactivity of Snow.
There has recently been published
in Paris, a resume of tho results ob
tained by French scientists from
their study of the radioactivity of the
snow that fell at Boulogne during tho
past winter. It has been known since
1904 that newly fallen snow Is radio
active, but the subject has not before
been so fully examined.
Tho Investigators announce that
snow quickly gathered nfter its de
scent to the earth Is highly radioac
tive. Radioactivity disappears almost
entirely after the lapse of two hours,
however. Snow which has fallen on
the soil appears to retain Its radioac
tivity a little longer than that which
has come to rest upon the roofs of
buildings.
The Sun.
It Is computed that the tempera
ture of the sun would be expressed by
eighteen thousand degrees of Fahren
heit's thermometer, or about ninety
times tho temperature that man Is
able to produce by artificial means.
The light given off from the surface
of the sun Is reckoned as being Ave
thousand three hundred times more
Intense than that of the molten metal
in a Bessemer converter, though that
Is of an almost blinding brilliancy. Or
if we compare it with tho oxyhydro
gen flame, the sun sheds a light equal
in brilliancy to a hundred and forty
six times the Intensity of the lime
light. The Twist of Trees.
A singular uniformity has been ob
served In the twist of tree trunks.
In 990 trees out of every 1,000 whose
trunks show torsion, the direction of
the twist Is from right to left. This
accords with the direction of the
revolution of cyclonic storms in the
northern hemisphere, and also with
that of whirlpools, which the French
savant, Jean Brunhes, says almost In
variably turn from right to left. Tho
question arises whether In the south
ern hemisphere the torsion of tree
trunks has an opposite direction, like
the cyclonic motions of the atmos
phero in that half of tho globe.
How the World Wags.
In the air ono minute: "Another
mad Inventor!"
In tho air three minutes: "Hasn't
he killed himself yet?"
In tho air five minutes: "All tho
fools ain't dead yet!"
In tho air thirty minutes: "Mr.
Hilly, the well-known aviator."
In the air ono hour: "Our distin
guished fellow countryman."
In tho air ono hour nnd a quarter:
"Tho wizard of tho air."
In the air ono hour and a half: "A
knighthood could havo been bestowed
on no worthier mnn. Born in "
Origin of Arkansas.
Tho name Arkansas (pronounced
Ar'kansaw) was that of an Indian
tribe found by tho present explorers
within tho limits of tho present State.
About 1C85 Fronchmon settled at Ar
kansas PosL Arkansas formed a part
of tho Louisiana Territory till 1812,
and of Missouri Territory till 1819,
when It was organized as Arkansas
Torrltory, Including Indian Territory.
On Juno 15, 1830, It became a State.
Utilizing Wasted Food.
During tho winter Just closed tho
English Salvation Army expected to
provldo fifty thousand meals from tho
wasto of tho warships In Chatham
dockyards. For when ships aro In
port many of tho men nro away on
leave, but tho food Is still supplied,
and has hitherto been counted as
waste. On ono night alono six hun
dred people wero fed on what would
havo otherwise been thrown away.
8t. Veronica's Handkerchief.
"Tho Handkerchief of Saint Vero
nica" created a sensation as n pic
torial phenomenon, tho Saviour's
eyes appearing to open and close It
was painted by Gabriel Max, a Qor
man historical painter of the Munich
school, in 1874.
Why the Wind Walts.
In his book on "Tho Picturesque St.
Lawrence" Clifton Johnson tells of
tho curious superstition of Montreal
which explains why the wind Is nl
ways blowing ut the point whero St.
Sulplco nnd Notre Dame streets meet,
closo by tho towering cathedral.
It seems that ono day, while tho
church was In process of building, the
Wind nnd tho Devil wero walking
down Notre Dame street, nnd tho
Dovll after regarding with a frown
of disapproval the graceful outlines of
tho now edifice rising beforo him ex
claimed: "What is this? 1 never saw It be
foro." "Very likely not." responded the
Wind, "and I dnro you to go In there."
"You dnro mo to do that, do you?"
cried tho Dovll, with a sneer. "Well.
I will go In if you will promise to wait
hero until I come out"
"Agreed," said the Wind.
So Ills sntanlc majesty went In But
ho has not come out yet. nnd the Wind
Is still waiting for him nt tho corner.
The Spirit of Liberty.
It was in tho town that modern de
mocracy had Its rise. Despite all the
efforts of tho kings and barous to pre
vent it, tho spirit of liberty began to
assert Itself in tho larger towns In tho
shape of the charters which guarantee
to tho people certain commercial and
political rights rights which, once ob
tained, wcro never to be surrendered.
Beforo the middle of the eleventh cen
tury there were many of these "char
tered" towns which possessed the
right of electing their own magis
trates, sheriffs and Judges nnd regulat
ing their own taxes. Tho wretched serfs
from tho country were welcomed by
the townspeople and aided to larger
freedom. These free towns wero first
known In Spain, from which country
they slowly spread over Europe. Tho
burgesses naturally offered protection
nnd freedom to all who would flee to
them from tho feudal estates, and thus
slowly, but surely, tho good work went
on until the ancient despotisms were
destroyed. Arena.
Marriage Marts.
Tho famous Tunis marriage mart is
held twice a year, in the spring nnd In
the autumn. The Tunisian girls attend
by the hundreds, ench with her dowry
In coin and Jewelry disposed nbout her
person. The "golden girdle of maiden
hood" encircles her waist, and In It 19
an unsheathi'd dagger. When the dag
ger Is gently removed by a passing gal
lant nnd presently returned. It means
that a proposal has been made.
A prettier custom prevails among the
Ooraon maids, who. nt stated intervals,
assemble In the market place. In front
of each is u lighted lamp, an emblem
of conjugal fidelity. A young man
feels uttrnt-ted and gently blows upon
the flame, extinguishing It. When the
girl relights It. It Is a rejectment: If she
allows the lamp to go nnllgbtcd. how
ever, the suitor Is acceptable.
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WHERE MEN ARE WOOED.
Maids of Ecausslnes Are the Sultora
at Annual Festival.
Onco upon n tlmo, many, many
yoars ago, when men and maids used
to carry on their courtships In a man
ner far different from that which ob
tains to-day, a bashful suitor entered
tho town of Ecausslnes In Bolglum.
At a loss for words, ho planted In tho
darkness of the night of April 30 a
white birch treo before the doorway
of tho house of his beloved one, In or
der that It might plead tho purity of
tho cnuso to which his fluttering heart,
draining him of equanimity, prevented
him from doing verbal Justice. Tho
next morning when the damsel a roso
and found the tree, she knew, by love's
unerring Instinct, who hnd placed It
there and sent to the bashful youth an
Invitation to call. The lad sought out
the lass, was welcomed, entertained
and encouraged. A "happily over
after" ending followed. Since that
day the plan adopted by the timorous
lover has become a custom In Ecaus
slnes, and suitors both bold and bash
ful have since employed It.
In the last four years, however,
there has evolved from this charming
custom a grand fete, In which all of
tho eligible men from towns for miles
around Ecausslnes have gathered at
the quaint Belgian village and taken
unto themselves wives from tho wards
of tho municipality. Tho conveniences
of this occasion are beyond computa
tion for those of the young men with
courage enough to propose marriage,
but the hesitating havo often como
away wifeless and sad, victims of
their own embarrassment. To bettor
tho lot of these would-be Benedicts
and give them a chanco with their
more fortunate brethren, a new rule
In the matrimonial game was agreed
on this year, and when April 30 came,
tho blushing maidens of Ecausslnes
were invited to come te the nearby
town of Ronquieres and there. Instead
of being pursued, were requested to
follow out the "Superman" Idea of be
coming the pursuers and making pro
porals of marriage to those men who
struck their fancies.
Willingly the diffident male per
mitted himself to be wooed and won;
and now the young men are clamoring
for the permanent establishment of
this scheme which puts them beyond
the dancer of hearing the dreaded
"no" froTi the lips of a woman.
A Human Choice.
A conscientious Sunday school
teacher, had been endeavoring to im
press upon her pupils the ultimate tri
umph of goodness over beauty. At
the close of a story In which she flat
tered herself that this point had been
well established, she turned confident
ly to a 10-year-old pupil and inquired:
"And now, Alice, which would you
rather be, beautiful or good?"
"Well," replied Alice, after a mo
ment's reflection, "I think I'd rather
be beautiful and repent."
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