ARLINGTON. shove the tldn thnt seeks tha son, I'll rough groves of song and hnunts ot bee, S. mighty enmp In silence lien at even 'nenth the starlit eklnst No sentries giinrd with stntely tramp' At dawn or dunk thnt snored enmp, Where peseofully, 'nenth nhnde and Ran, Repose the brnve ol Arlington. , ftanenth the pine's uplifted crest jtwnet blossoms full on ninny it bronstj (Jo roll of drum or life so shrill Can wnke tho sleeper on the hill; . hove the onrpot Nntero (rends tr nil the violets lift their bends, And onoe a dnr the sunset Run A The soft loaves stir at Arlington. No thrilling dreams ot war In vnds The enmp deep In the cedar's slm.l") No charge aoross the crimson plain , Could rouse the deed to life agnln. Jloyond the river, flowing down I'nst rulnud fort end nnolnnt town, The Netlon's dome shines In the sun Which lights, at noonday, Arlington, A O snored Mvonno 'nenth the rose! Thy tnnnnts rest soonrn from fomij The light thnt stlrr'd their blood of yoro .Is a vision past Inrevermore; 'And oneo a year the fragrant bloom . . Of Mny fulls softly on eaoh tomb, y. IThe land Is peaee, the victory won, 7,; U love-Invested Arllngtonl T. C. Unrbnugh, AN ECHO OF MEMORIAL DAY. time was the1 early autumn 01 1808. Exoitoment ran high in the lit tle town of Dun; linm higher tbori it bad risen at any previous time dar ing tbe war. Even iu April, 1 HOI, when tlio thrilling news was wafted North thnt Fort Hunitor had boon fired upon, and that an internecine war would ensue.sleepy little Dunham bad not boon Tory deeply impressed. Nothing less than local bombardment would have caused the lethargic conntry town to stir itself. The wnr seemed to be so far away, and then, too, Dunham was 00 comfortable iu its secluded lazi ness, thnt its plaiu conntry folk could not realize the general snft'oring which must visit even them, before the (join ing of thnt "bitter end." But many days did not pass before the magnetic drum-bent of awakened loyalty was heard even in distant Dunham. Thoso who hnd spirited eons who were patriotic? enough to serve their country on bloody llelds bad seen them enlist, and, with streaming eyes, had bidden their champions a tender "good-bye," as they marchod away with all the dis play and pomp of a country military organization. But these repeated departures cov ered two long years before Dunham had wearily accepted the burden of the bitter struggle and had grown ac customed to such scenes. Homesick letters had been received with omin ous regularity, nud there was even one young villager, grown desperate with kome-longing, who had managed by hook or crook to return. It . was not asked how be returned libey was too speedily followed by ' officers searching for the delinquent to give mnoh time for an exekouaa ot senti mental confidences, , The ofllcers failed r 0 flnd him; but every woman's boar'. lojt quick with sympathy for the agonized mother who knew where,, 'uer fugitive son was hiddon in the fr stnesses cf the wooded hills behind -.er lonely home. And there were. f',w, if any, men or women, who did r.ot hope that young Vau Valkeubu' rgh would escape detection, i The s.nin. of blood now obsenrod ' the van shed gleams of martial glory, DuuhiVji was heavy-hoartod. And . go it transpired that quint was again, restored to the little Tillage. Cou'atry folk went thoir uneventful Wye and "the war" was only some i .tV.tag to be talked of at the store, or In the tavern, and "the boys" were nearer the vital interest than the war. Pipe and mug filled up the hours of goBsip in the dreamy valley where no cannon echoed, Autumn came, and with it Lincoln's - call for the enrolling of a vast addi ' tion to the national forces. Several of the villagers were drafted for three years servioe. The volunteering fe ver had flickered, fadad and died away, Then, indeed, was there heart bitter- flUDS BUU RJIUlINkUVkiU UUUUUIVUUDB, bad-eyed wotnou congregated in groups to wail over the man-eating . lines of battle hidden in the far-away . thunder smoke of war, Among the residents of Dunham was a family who had migrated years - before from Connecticut. The father ' was one of those easy-going, shiftless characters, types of which may still be found on warm days sitting on the Tillage store stoop whittling with greator or less vigor; and on cold days cunningly shifting their position from the sunny oorner of the stoop to a Varrel in the store. Ocousionally Wagner did a few days Airk. Several spring times he had guago of the town, "a chip of the old block." He was lazy and nnam bitions, droll and good-hearted, and also honored the call to toil more in the breach than in the observance. On the day of the fateful draft he came home, walking slowly as nnnal, and(then, without comment, made his way to his mother's side, mutely pointing to the red ribbon on his arm II10 mother was not mentally quick of apprehension, but the draft had formed the greater part of her conver Ration with her tituid neighbor the of the terrors of battle; then too, be couldn't bear to think of leaving that beloved motlior. ft'he moon bad long since gone down. nil, at last, the stars began to disap pear one by one. Htilt be kept the Tigil and tbe struggle in the night. Ear in the East the faint gray of dawn began to tinge the hills. He saw the familiar scenes of bis boyhood in the morning's uncertain glow. There, in the far bine hills, the fugitive Van Valkenbnrglt still crouched low, like a hunted animal seeking the darkest lair. Nearer was the willow-shaded cem etery on the little side hill. Docker lay there, a nselesi sacrifice. Tbe flowers were still fresh upon the grave which had not yet boon sodded over. The night wind tnoanod. Channoey turned toward the house: "I will pay her the debt I owe. It is the only way," he sighed. Yes, he was still afraid, bnt in a recognition of some higher law his mind was made. He threw himself on his couch, and when he arose, withont even mention ing bis intention, he enlisted. There was the thousand dollars which barred the door forever against want, and it was the offering of a si lent affection. The dangerous mort gage was paid ofT. The rest of the money was invented in the mother's name, and Chaunoey gently put aside the thinned arms clinging round his nook, drew his mother to his breasrr iufa last tender embrace, and joined A STORM THAT HAS PASSED. i . r ielped make garden around town; he bad lent a passive hand in hayinghe bad stacked straw during threshing, with due caution as to over exertion, and he bad helped quarry the stone for the sqnire's house when pushed by need, and bad on one occasion of unusual vigor bandied lumber. But these laborious times were only grave emergencies when be bad to "help oat" the neighbors. As a regular profession be chewed a straw, and soientifloally loafed. His scanty and irregular earnings were duly passed over the tavern bar, an offering to Bacchus. Wagner loafed on princi ple and lived on bis family, bis pleas nrable society being an offered equiv lent for bis board. . . The patient wife bad sank from any former approach to activity and energy which may have onee characterized ber into the fadod, washed-ont, tired' oat womau of all work, and spent ber time wbeu not employed with ber in terminable household duties in aim' lessly gossiping with neighbor, Tbe keynote of the born was pitched iu accord with tbe despondent parents, I There were two sons.. The eldest on was like the father j in the Un I'dnv before, nnd throuch the mother love whichstill filled her breast she jumped toa conclusion. Drafted?" she half whispered, half erred, one bony bnnd clutching at 'her faintly beating heart, tho other reaching for ber boy, while her eyes peered anxiously into bis downcast fuse. "Looks like I be," was the drawled- out reply. "Yes, mother, looks mighty like I be." With all the misery 01 the ominous words ringing in hor ears, the mother supported herself agaiustthecasement, her heart pulsating with a fear that grow greater because of its lack 01 kuowlodge of the full extent of its cause. - ,-:fc:Wtt-',- But a gleam of hope suddenly shot through hor breast. While talking the day before had it not been said that a drafted man may become exempt npon the payment of $300 for a'substitute? Threo hundred dollars I Where was it to come from? The half-distracted mother lay awake late that night in thinking of every avenue of help, and early npon the following morning she made her way to one of the wealthy men of the town and told him ber simple story. The house sho lived iu was her own. She had pos sessed a little nest egg of money when she married, and she had also "workod out" by the day at odd times. She bad toiled until she had saved enough to buy this house for a refuge in her old days. But hor boy was . drafted, and she conld not let him go away to the war, the dreadful war, which was so cruelly devouring the ill-fated men that bad gone before. Why, it was only a few weeks before that young Becker was brought home dead, killed by a poison ous fever, which was worse than the mercifully quick bullet. And wauu t young V an Valkonburgh even now in the hills, trying to es capo the vigilance of the government? No, she could not let ber cherished son go, and so a mortgage was given for the $300, and Algeroy remained at home.' But Channcey, the second son, was made of a different metal. It was he who always built the fires for bis mother, kept her wood-box filled, and saw that the water pail was never empty. He bad even washed the dishes when the sick headache got tbe better of the mother. His kind band lightened the daily dragging' burden. And it was be, and he alone, who saw bow, after time, the added (pad of interest money to be paid would sadly inorease the burden which the aging mother waseven now too feeble to bear. It was then that the offer Df $1000 bounty for an enlisted soldier reached young Channoey's quick ear. One thousand dollars 1 It was fortune I And what would it not mean to the over-burdened mother, whose home was now in jeopardy, the shelter of ber age. He sat up late alone that night thinking very gravely about theorisis. He weut out in the backyard and stood for a long time in the dark shadow of tbe old apple tree. He was not eager to go away to the now deubtful war. He was afraid, for one reason, the blue-clad stream of human life flowing to tho shores of Death. It was only a year afterward thnt the news came to the woman with quickly whitened hair, safe in her little horse, that the soldier of Love was killed. Somewhore nlong the Shenandoah he sleeps with the unknown Federal dead. . He may not have his name en rolled on any paJfe of that history re- 1 , . 1 t ! 1 1 . , . 1 Burveu lor glowing uuroio ueeus, uiu on thnt vast Uegister, whose stern pages of faithful record shall ljo' opened on tho Last Day, lot ns be lieve that this one humble name shall stand far up in the line with those who are enrolled as heroes. hero of home, a soldier of love, the in an who died that the chill blast of adversity might spare the unre quited mother who bore him. "Greater love hath, no man than this, that he layeth down bis life for a friond." RED, WHITE AND BLUE. Ibo red rose of valor that flashed tbe brave eheuk: The blue rnuks that hoard tbe (loath-mes sengers speak. Tbe red blood ot carnage that vcxt the wet sod: Tbe white form ot death where tbe great armies trod; Tbe blue of dim oyes as the soul sped to uoa. "OBAKD-PA WAS) A SOLDIBB." Tbe red of the sunset that ended the day Tbe white clouds, like angels, that stooped o enue irayj Tbe blue of soft skies where the dead sol diets lay. The red rote 0 love on tbe warrior's still ureasii Tbe white rose ofvpesoe, north and south east and west: Forget-me-nots, blue,' where tbe brave takes his rest. Mrs. George Archibald, A Mother's Memorial Day, The old flan Ruards. tbe old skies bless. Unchanged bis grave from-year to year: But not toe same a motners love. And not the same a mother's tear) ( Not leu the grief; bnt more tbe pride' la eonrsge on a young heart graved. He loved, and lived, the truth divine. There is that's lout and yet Is saved! George T. 1'acknrJ. The Dwindling Uaster Boll. For time is the (oe that is cutting tbem down, end shorter year by year Grows that onoe mighty muster roll for those who can answer "Uerel" K)ieK)(0K)K5KNIOIOIOP.)KNG(0IS THE YANKEE GIANT. A Deooratlon Day Story. OR obvion I shall not toll yon in what town the snhool is located, but when yon know that it is on Loctast street you con im mediately guess; and when yon have guessed thnt, it be will be easy to ima gine what cemetery it is that the Lo cust street schoolboys and girls visit every Momorinl Day, when Uiey carry their flags and flowers to decorato the graves of those brave soldiers who snnrillced their livos for the cause they believed to be the true one. Last year, when tbe scholars went as usual, Jack Bobbs and his cousin Bessie discovered way back in an overgrown corner 01 tho cemetery a gravestone they hnd nevor seen be fore, by the side of which was planted a torn nnd dilapidated Hag and a small buitch of cut, half-faded flowers. The two gazed silently at the weather-beaten mound; all that each had read about that cruel period in the early sixties came trooping np in mar tial array nnd arranged thomsolvos in their fancies with pathetic regularity. Jack rend tho inscription aloud. This was all the stone told: l) led, Hoptember 10, 18G2, ! THE YANKEE OIANT. i ; "Our country's lost Its noblest man." : "The Yankoe Oinnt!'.' he exclaimed. "Isn't thnt interesting, Bess? I won dor bow tall be was." A weather-beaten thongkgt a very old man, loaning on a heavy oak stick, who stood behind them auswerod the query. "He fought in the bnttte of Aotie tnra in the Civil War," commenced the soldier, for such Jack immediate ly knew him to have been, "and the reason I know alxmt him lit because I fought in the same battle only " and the old man pansed, "only I was on the other sido. It was this way Wo came 'lip faco to face iu tbe hurried retreat, and of course I knew he was a Yankee, and be knew I was a Becesh He was as lino a looking young fellow as yon want to see, only a boy of eighteen or nineteen, I should say. I was just raising my gun when he knocked it from mv bands. " 'I suppose I ought to kill you,' he saidiloasiintly, 'but somohow I don't care to. Xo; on the whole I think I'll take yon alive. 'Better kill me,' said I. " 'No,' he replied, 'I promisel my mother I would fight my best for the cause, but that I d kill as fewaspossi ble,' and then with a quick turn he took me like a little baby, flung me on his back and started off towards the Yankees." "Why didn't you kick him or throw him down? interrumed Jack "I was so surprised that I made no resistance, even though I felt my blood boil in my veins; but it wonldn't have done any good to resist bo was as strong ns an ox," continued the old man. "Well, he had corned me about half a mile when suddenly he dropped to the gronnd, shot through both legs. I was up in a minute and had reached for bis throat, bnt the plucky fellow, though the pain must hove driven him nearly orazy, laid a heavy hand on my arm. 'Don't do that, be said. 'You'll be sony if you do. Besides,' nnd be drew out his revolver with tbe other nana, -1 snau nave 10 snoot yon 11 you do. Now I will trouble you to put me 011 your back and take ine yonder to join my friends; just remember, if you feel inclined to stop or to throw me off, that I have this revolver ready.' "The yonng follow bad such a way of snyingwbat be meant that before realized what I was doing I was off to ward the Union lines with him on my back, his limp, helpless feet dangling on each side. .Snch a shout as rose when we came into tho lines you never heard; the men thought it was a giant coming olonnr. and thoy cheered and cheered whon they saw how the clever boy bod brought in a prisoner. "Well, I was kept close psoner for a few days, until the tenth of Sep tember, when the sergeant come and told me that the young man was dying, and I went and saw him. His last words were to seud a message to Gen eral MoClellnn begging him to release bis prisoner." "And then be died?" said Bessie softly. "Yes," said the old soldier, and they buried hiin right where they were; no one knew his name, and his mother never knew how her boy kept his promise. I was wounded just be fore the war ended, and when I was well enough I bad bis body brought here among tbe other soldiers." The old man bad removed bis bat, and Jack did the same, feeling wry much as if he were in cliuroh. "These are all the flowers I can af ford," eontinaed the soldier, "bat they show that there's one old man who remembers and loves the memory of the Yankee Oiant who saved his enemy's life by refusing to shoot a follow man." Bessie placed a wreath of myrtU tonderly on the grave as the soldier turned and hobbled slowly off, the tears gathering in his eyes; and Jack reverently planted his cherished flag, which be was saving to place as a memorial on the grave ot the most noble man buried in that soldier's resting plaoe, by the stone whioh bore the date of the Yankee Giant's death; and then they both joined the others THE REALM .OF FASHION. Two Attractive Htorks. To make a very showy taffeta stock get one yard of taffeta to match your gown. Cut it in two strips length wise and sew the ends together. Line throughout with white ribbon. Upon Tbe Bt. Louis cooking sohool has just turned loose 118 graduates. w f k TAFFETA STOCK. BOnitf BED TJRKAST STOCK. the ends sew white needlework em broidery, or if yon choose you can procure fringe or r hi lion ruining, A standing collar mnst be worn with this stock, which is tied around the neok. Tie in one loop and two ends, and pnll the loop through until it bongs almonfr. as long as the abort end. This will be found very useful all snmmer to wetr with the gown it matches. 'An v color at all as long as it s rod, is the color that suits me best," snng Eugene Field. And tho same theme is echoed by many tasteiuuy uresseu women who una no vosioi complete withont a touch of the robin red breast hue. The most brilliant scarlet satin is used in neckwear, and you can scarcely have too many or too vivid combinations. One of the showiest of these consists ol a plain red satin The skirt Is cnt in seven gores and fits smoothly across tbe front and over the hips, all the fulness at the hack being laii in deep plaiting to give the fan effect. The rever whbli make the only trimming, is attached to the left front seam and lays ovet smoothly npon the cloth. To cut this waist for a lady of medium size 2( yards of material . forty-four inches wide will be re 4 quired. To cut the skirt, which mens- I arcs four yards at the lower edge, five yards of forty-four inch material will be reqnired. Gingerbread For Soldiers. The women who have been wanting to do someting to help or comfort the men in camp will be glad to learn with what enthusiasm the efforts of the women of Topeka, Kan., in this direction were received by the volun teers stationed there. An immense qnnntity of gingerbred was baked by private individuals and sent to the camp. Each soldier was given a loaf of it, nnd their appreciation of this gift from the womeu of Topeka was loudly expressed. f Prudent Advlre. A lofty young person who manages to keep above the maelstrom of cur rent events wrote to a eity friend the other day; "Do give me a suggestion for a costume for a Hpanish gypsy. We ore going to have a fancy dress ball." The city friend wrote back: The safest costume for a Hpanish gypsy to wear jnst at present would be one mado of cast iron, spangled with steel." Torket Illlilcs In Wr. Every girl should give her soldier boy sweetheart a pocket Bible to carry in his vest pocket. Statistics gathered from religions periodicals and women's magazines will show that fully half the bullets fired in the late war were) WAIST WITH BLOUSE FIIONT AXD SEVEN OOItED 8KIHT WITH BEYERS. stock with a red satin bow in front. Back of the silk loops are three showy loops of white embroidery with ft bright red satin bow to sot them on. At the back there is another red satin bow,' backed by white embroidered ends. In the River Llano.in 'Texas, Islands of floating sand are sometimes seen. A Striking Feature of the Season. Two striking features of the sea son s styles are delineated in me large engraving in this handsome costume of Hussar blue glove cloth, viz., the blouse with revers that cross in surplice fashion, and the single rever on skirt meeting right rever on waist to give the desired princess effeot. The revers of white satin are over laid with lace net, gathered frills of soft blue taffeta finishing the edges. The blouse fronts are gracefully dis posed over linings fitted with tbe usual bast darts, the seamless side back and under arm gores rendering a glove fitting adjustment. The stylish two-seamed sleeves are formed In puffs by gathers at the top, and three downward turning fplaits at each edge of the upper portion, small round cuffs that correspond with the revers finishing the wrists. , A full olastron and collar of taffeia closes in centre back, showing to advantage the four-in-hand tie of white mous solina here worn. The belt droops slicrut in front, closing at the left side with a mother of pfnrl buckle. Kmocth faced clothes, arniure, hen rietta, cashmere, serge, plain or mixed light weight cheviots, or novelty fabrics in silk or wool, will all de velop stylishly by the mode, contrast ing fabrics such as silk, velvet, etc., braid, applique or any desired decor ation being used for cuffs. turned aside from the heart of the man shot at by a pocket Bible given him by his weeping sweetheart or his mother. The Mew Buttons. The new buttons are almost hand some enough to be used for brooches1 and promise to be one of the foremost dress garnitures. Buckles in all metals from gold to steel, and in all sizes from a very diminutive one to five inches long, are a perfect craze. How to Cso Independent Tresses. How to use independent tresses without detection is One of the accom plishments most coveted by women. In this picture is presented a comb with hair attached, which comes as near reaching the desired end as any thing yet devised. The hair can be HEW AIDS TO BAIB BBESSIKG). arranged in a moment in anv manner njeeired without the least chance of Ward to graceful coiffure being its simplicity ,, .
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