Y THE There ere boret Is great profusion In IhU world we habHate, And we're pretty sure to strike 'em wbere- so'er we navigate There's the man who knew your brother In the ttay of long ago There'! the men whnae mouth prolific If forever on the flow i Bat they're blrislnci in oomparlion I itnnd them very well tl you'll keep ewny the men with Juet one etory he en tell I 1 here met him In Chl-iogo, I here met him In 8t. I amis I ignored him up In Offrinn, though hit face and form I knew; I hare met hi no In Taeoma, In Seattle eve rywhere Till you'd tblnk hit little repertoire would grow, but I declare He perform! that name old solo, though he never did It well Iff ! pain to meet thli man with Just one etory he can tell I t THE PLOT THAT FAILED AND WHY. 5 By RALPH EN DERBY. "Mercy, Michael! the last man I'd have thought of Beolng In Liverpool. Where have you been all these years?" "Where have you been, Dick? I haven't roamed very far from Tat'a Corner, but you! why, nobody's heard a breath of you for the last six years or more." Dick Corbett laughed recklessly, and Jooked at his one-time chum, Michael i'enwiek. In as the latter thought a peculiarly defiant way. "No; they haven't: but, as that Is my business, and not anybody's, just be content, my son, to know that I've been 'tailoring' In nearly every sea, and that now I'm chief mate of the tartest little fruit steam 'tramp' that trades between Liverpool and the Span ish ports." "Have you a vacancy for a 'forrad band?" "Who for for you- Why! what's pretty little Kitty about that she's let ting you go to sea?" "Never mind Kitty, Dick! I'm go ing to sea again, because things have been a bit rough round about Tat's Corner lately. He spoke as If any reference to his sweetheart by the other was dlstaste lul to him; for he clearly saw that Dick Corbett, since he had seen him last, was changed, and for the worse; lie was no longer the "good fellow" of old days. For the moment Dick was Inclined to resent Mllchael Fenwtck's evident disinclination to bring Kitty Hazell's name into the conversation, but think ing better of It, he brought his hand suddenly down upon Michael's shoul der. "Look here, old chap!" he said, with show of good-natured frankness that qilite deceived the other. "I don't want to poke my nose into your love affairs; I've lived out my soft side, and don't care a 'rope-yarn-end' for the trimmest petticoat that walks the earth. It you want a berth on the Erl King you can have It I'm going aboard now; come along, and you can sign cn, and finish the business." The two men were standing by the nigh wall which bounds the Albert dock, and but a few yards from the dock gates. , "When do you sail?" asked Michael, as he went up the Erl King's gang way. "Day after tomorrow," returned the mate over his shoulder. "Time enough to send a letter to Tat's Corner and get a reply." "Yes," muttered Dick Corbett as he unlocked the door of his cabin in the .Ueyway opposite the engine room listen. "You can write your letter here," he continued, "before you sign on. After that, for the cake of discipline, I can't say anything to you much tn the day timebut at night, middle watch some times, we'll have a chance for a 'pa laver.' Michael Fenwick's letter was to Kit ty Hazel. It was not a long one; just saying that "she must not think bad ly of htm tor leaving her in this way, and that an unexpected meeting with Sick Corbett had made things easier and the future more hopeful." He was addressing the envelope, when Dick, who had left him for 10 minutes, returned. . The mate's eyes gleamed viciously as he caught sight of the superscrip tion over the other's shoulder. "Shall I post It for you?" he, said. "No, Dick or, Mr. Corbett, I sup pose I ought to say no, thanks. I've ot to go after my 'duds' to the board Ing house." The other tried hard not to appear disappointed, and so far succeeded as to awaken no suspicion in Michael's mind of any desire to tamper with the letter. The new A. B. then signed on; agreed to be on board the following ' afternoon and left the ship. Had he but turned around as he went down the gangway he would not nave failed to see such an expression on Dick Corbett's face as the latter stood watching, with hit anna on the tall, as would have set him thinking Chat the easiness of things, and the hopefulness of the future, were not ulte so substantial as they appeared to be. So he posted the letter In the first pillar box and the play went on. Tat's Corner was a quaint little old world fishing village an the west coast, where, seven years before, Dick Cor bett snd Michael Fenwick Idled as in sparable cronies. , Kitty HaseL then a girl of 18 only, was pretty and! sweet enough to turn the heads of mors than on young fel low tn the plaes. But from the first. jpichsel mad tht running. ONE-STORY MAN. For he always want to tell It that"! the eaddent part of all t And hla etory knowa no aaaaon Winter, Hummer, Spring, or Fall, He can tell It Juet as poorly to crowd a! tete-a-tetet He will wake to tell It early and stay up to tell It late. Be le fallout to the chiming! of the buiy ehnstnut bell lie mint tell It, for, slat! It'! all the itory he can tell I Borne sweet day tome outraged human will relax hit eelf-eontrol, Then a horny-handed sexton must get out and dig a hole In the sod amid the granite ihaftt that rear their head on high. While we stifle wicked withes that eoncern the by and by. Won't there be a mighty scramble for a chanoe to ring the knell Of this poor, deluded man with Just one story he can tell? a W. Olllman, In Lot Angeles Herald. t s One thing he did not know; that his friend was, behind his back, schem ing to supplant him In Kitty's affec tions; using as his principal tool the girl's own father, Joshua Hazell; the drunkenest fisherman In all the fleet that sailed out of the little harbor of Tat's Corner. Kitty's would-be lover played upon the old fisherman's weakness to such an extent that In a short time things seemed ripe for a declaration on his Corbett's part Fortunately, however, for Michael and his sweetheart, though disastrous ly for old Joshua, a storm, that swept the whole of the west coast, was the means of defeating, for the time being, at any rate, Dick Corbett's mean and dastardly betrayal of his friend. Old Hazell, with many another deep sea fisherman, was drowned, almost within sight of land. In him Corbett lost the only ally who could have influenced Kitty; though the herself declares today, that not even her father could have shaken her faith In Michael Fenwick. Hard times then came to Kitty, and at the date of Dick Corbett's disap pearance, she was earning a scanty living as one of the many net-members of the fishing fleet. By and by the fishing Industry de clined so, owing to the overwhelming increase in steam trawling, that Mich ael found It impossible to make a liv ing even, while his prospects of marry ing Kitty seemed more remote than ever. Then it was that he determined to go to sea for a year or two, leaving Tat's Corner with that object, without saying a word to Kitty, or, indeed, to Kitty's only mistake was, that she had not told Michael that she had guessed that Dick Corbett loved her; her excuse to herself being that no word had actually been spoken. There were thus faults on both sides. the consequences of which might, with little mutual confidence, have been averted. e e The Erl King was preparing to warp out of dock, and Michael Fenwick, sick with disappointment at not hav ing had a reply from Kitty, was list lessly climbing up a rope on the fo'- cabtle head. The chief mate was standing by the break rail, shouting orders to the man in charge of the steam winch, when, casting his eyes for a moment quay- wards, he saw a girl's tearful . face looking up at that part of the ship. He could not take advantage of her proximity to speak to her; besides, Michael was too close for that action to be quite prudent so he made a vir tue of necessity, and called his subor dinate's attention to his sweetheart's presence on the quay. It would have been rank subordi nation to leave the ship, even for five minutes, so all Michael could do was to lean over the rail and speak to her. "You shouldn't have come," he said, first looking round to see that there were not immediate listeners. "We shall cast off in less than 10 minutes." "I couldn't let you go without say ing goodby, Michael." "Yes, I know; It was wrong of me to leave you without a word; but I did It for the best, Kitty." "Don't say anything more ' about that, Michael I just want you to promise me one thing." "What Is it?" "Promise me you'll do what I've asked you in this!" As she spoke the last word she threw on board a piece of paper wrapped round something hard. It fell at his feet, and he picked It up on the instant, and put It In his pocket "You mustn't remain any longer, Kit!" (even then the ship had begun to move away from the quay), "I'll remember. Good by!" "Good by, dear"' At that moment Corbett called him to do something, and when he looked round again the steamer was a hundred yards from the quay; all he could see being! a little figure waving a white handkerchief. When they were well In the Mersey and fairly on their way seaward he took out and read Kitty's last little note of appeal. It was not reauy a letter; it was just a request In one sentence: "For your own safety's sake, dear, and for lovs of me, beware of Dick Corbett" Nothing mors. And Michael knew for the first Urns that his sometime friend had not only been false to hint, but that he had also to fear his pres ent enmity and perhaps violence. At six bells, first watch, Michael was relieved, and before descending to the fo'-castle stood leaning on the rail, looking at the seething, rushing water. Suddenly a hand was laid on his shoulder. It was mate, Dick Corbet "Cold to-night, Michael," he said. "Ay It is that" "Makes you think of of firesides and Kitty, our Kitty eh, Michael?" "Let Kitty's name alone!" "No offense, mate.' But she's not yours yet." 'As good as mine. Only this one con tract, and then" "You may never finish this one, my son; the Erl King Isn't much of a boat; she's old and cranky, while seas are rough and winds high." "Well, If we go. we go; but if Kitty can't be mine she shan't be another man's." "Sure of that?" "Sure as death!" "Hope you're right, my boy! Hope you're right but I have my doubts." "Of Kitty?" queried Michael fiercely. "I don't know! Let's change the subject Come down to my cabin and have a tot there's no one about." Never one to harbor malice or hard thoughts, Michael assented, and the two men went below to the mate's cabin. Up above, the roaring of the ele ments: down below, the doing of Satan's work. Michael's Hps were no sooner put to the glass than he was conscious of something uncanny about It. There was no delay In Its effect Seeming to madden and burn like vlt rol, it produced an Instant sense ot suffocation, but fortunately not of blank unconsciousness. Except the "lookout" In the bows, and the man at the wheel, aft, there was not a soul to see Dick Corbett stagger on to the poop deck with the Inert body of Michael over his shoul ders. At Tat's Corner Kitty Hazell sits, under the lee of some rocks on the beach, wearily mending her nets. There are half a score of other wo men, young snd old, working around her, but she speaks to no one; and, with the sympathy of their kind they leave her severly alone. By and by, the old man who per forms the duties of letter carrier and Corner, and Its neighborhood. Is seen to be hobbling towards the beach. "What be owd Maartln a doln 'ere now, I wunner?" said an old dams sitting close by Kitty. The remark was sufficient to make the girl raise her head. As she did so, the old postman saw her looking at him, and waved some thing above his head. "Kitty Hazell, It's a message for 'ee," he said, putting the orange-col ored envelope into her trembling hand. With feverish eagerness she tore it open. It was from the house surgeon of s large Liverpool hospital. "Michael Fenwick brought here on landing from Braga, Portugal. Is se riously 111. Wishes to see you." e e "Kit," said Michael, sobbing, In hit weakness like a child, "you will nevei forgive me for not keeping my prom ise." "Yes, dear, I forgive you, for yow have suffered most" "One more question, Kit" "Well, Michael?" "Dick Corbett what of hlra " He tried to raise himself In the bei to listen to her answer. "Tell me," he said again, excitedly "Is that fiend, who tried to drop mi over a shirks side, on a ' dark an stormy night Is he to escape justice?' "What do you consider justice Michael?" "Death! nothing short of death!' "Well dear the doctor has Just tol me, that the Erl King, with all hands is reported as having floundered oi the same night that you drifted In thai small boat to the Portuguese port. Die) Corbett, therefore, has received justice and you and I have no more to say.' Michael Fenwick went no more t sea, for his case having enlisted pub lie sympathy, a few wealthy gentle men in Liverpool subscribed to bu) him a fishing boat of his own, whlcl he works by deputy, A little while after the new vesse' arrived round at Tat's Corner hs and Kitty were married, and so far as re port has it, with the happiest resulta New York News. Mr. Balfour on Oolf. The prime minister of Great Brit ain Is now generally looked upon as one of the most accomplished and mas terly of living authorities on golf. Hs knows the links. What other famous statesman can equal him In experi ence and ability In the ancient and honorable Scottish game? Mr. Bal four has set bis face as a flint against freakish innovations and revolution ary transformations. He is a true con servative In sport, and who desires to appeal from his judicious findings? The ministerial deliverances with re gard to golf abound In wisdom. Mr. Balfour Is a 33d degree expert In this antique Scottish rite. When he speaks as he has spoken recently, golfers in every land and every clime put their hands to their ears and listen eagerly and even with reverence and awe. England is the unquestioned borne of cricket, Scotland of golf, snd the Brit ish prime minister is the prophet of the world-famous game. New York Tribune. In view of the frequent deaths follow ing the sating of some kinds of raw smoked ash, the Academy of St Pet ersburg offers 7600 rubles in prises for the best treatises on fish poison. SELL SOCIAL PRESTIGE. A MARKETABLE COMMODITY NOT PECULIAR TO THE PRESENT. The Intrlnale Value f AMured roeltlon teple r.rtr Hearty te Hut and Sell It A Candid OITer from the Wl Rae It Already Been Taken UpT Social ambition as a marketable commodity Is not a stock In trade pe culiar to the culture of the present day In New York. Mr. Decimus Juni us Juvenalts used to poke satire at his fellow Romans for a falling they had of giving each advance in the "smart set" of Rome in days ot Emperor Hadrian an Intrinsic value, and the satirist has left the Information for future generations to work on that the patricians took good care to draw on the persons they helped to social advancement In good sesterces of the realm. However, Juvenal does not mention the fact of any of the social ly ambitious Romans of his day can didly advertising their hopes and offer ing to pay well for the attainment of them. The use of the advertising col umns of the dally papers for the pur pose of exploiting one's ambitions for advancement Into the hoiy-of-holies of the fashionable tabernacle at to much per agate line appears to be a product of modern culture. Thack eray could have found line " stuff" for a cutting chapter to the "Book of Snobs" In the modern personal col umn. England has furnished some specta cular Instances of the Intrinsic value ot social position and the price of ad vancement in the fashionable ranks during the past few months. Just be fore the coronation of King Edward on advertisement appeared in" a Lon don newspaper In which a peer offered to sell his rights to whatever privi leges his Inheritance gave him in Westminster Abbey. Another peer ad vertised for an American wire who could, as his wife, sit among the peer esses In the abbey, If she would guar antee to turn over to him a certain number of her American dollars. The latest Instance from across the water came In a dispatch from London a few days ago, which said that an English woman advertised that she will soon start for India to attend the Durbar at Delhi, and that she would chaperons an American or English woman. The terms for four months' chaperonage are placed at $2000, and as an induce ment the advertiser added that having many invitations she would be able to give her charge a mighty good time. The advertisement was palpably aimed at rich Americans In forgetful ness of the fact that It was a rich American girl who, not long ago, went to India as the wife of the viceroy hfmself, and regardless of expense. New York cannot show anything Just like that, although it is a matter of history that not long before the Pa triarchs expired, some Invitations to one of their balls were advertised for sale. Even In later days some guard ed charges have been maJo that pri vate ball cards have changed hands for considerations, and the Instance of the advertisement for o0 ot an Invi tation to the marriage of Miss Con suelo Vanderbllt and the Duke of Marl borough Is still fresh In the memory of the persons who follow society matters at all. Fours year ago a person either suf fering from an especially aggravated attack of social ambition, or with an aim to attach discredit upon the high er ranks of society, inserted this ad vertisement In a morning newspaper of this city: A lady of undoubted refinement snd good presence, also a good oTresser, will pay $5000 for a bona fide Intro duction Into New York's Four Hun dred. - Only responsible persons need reply, as this is done In good faith. It is not known whether or not the lady with a social bee 'n her bonnet got her expensive Introduction. . A carefully worded answer elicited no reply and no forged numbers were seen in the ranks ot the Four Hun dred during that season. There is at first sight something pathetic In the advertisement which says that "a reduced gentlewoman" of the highest culture would act as chap eron cr companion tor young girls, or widows going abroad; but the reduced gentlewoman is legion and does not hesitate to dilate on her social ad vancement One is led ' to believe, therefore, that the woman who has descended two or three floors on the -fashionable elevator Is partly a mer cenary person who regards her former social accomplishments ss so much working capital. The following ad vertisement which appeared on Sun day seems to bear this Impression out: A refined woman, dignified presence, sgreesble disposition, wishes position as chaperon, companion to society woman, leading actress or invalid; ac customed to society . here and in Eu rope; has had cpurt presentation; Is good linguist, reader and amanuensis; capable household manager; highest credentials. A, C. It was bard to understand the mo tive of the woman who advertised for dinner guests "for the following Sun day evening as four of the ladies in vited had contracted grip and had to decline," until an answer brought a re ply that showed an ulterior design far removed from anything like accepted social refinements, even of the sort that upset Col, Watterson, One would feel the same perplexity In the adver tisement that reads: A lady would like to meet other la dles for afternoon whist party until one found out This sort of advertisement cannot he the expression of a real healthy ambition for gnat things In high so ciety such as the following one out ot the west, breezy and candid: A Colorado banker, highest stand ing, wishes motherless daughter, II charming, educated abroad, Intro duced Into best New York society; confidential arrangement desired with lady undoubted position; willing to launch her. Now this appears to be the honest expression of some one who yearns for the "smara set" and cannot master, or has not the patience, more likely, to master the long Initiation that pre faces advancement to the fashionable front In the conventional way. There Is a report current that a matron of undoubted standing In polite society, but with a slim purse will become the sponsor this winter of a charming young western woman with a good education, several accomplishments and a large exchequer and give her charge the benefit of her long experi ence and wide acquaintanceship In New York's best drawing rooms. There may be a connection between the can did "ad." Snd the needy lady. All of which goes to prove once rtgaln that assured social position has an Intrinsic value and that there are plenty of people who are ready to buy this sort of goods when It comes guaranteed. New York Post. CUAINT AND CURIOUS. A collection of 800 elks' teeth was found not long ago by a curio hunter. He dug them out of the grave of a long-forgotten Indian chief In Idaho. The teeth are said to be valuable for mounting. A strange advertising war has been In progress In New York City. One firm put up an elaborate sign, nearly a city block long, building Tor the pur pose a fence estimated to contain over 2500 feet of lumber. A rival firm later built a blank fance in from of the other, thus completely hiding the ad vertisement Notwithstanding that Charles Crlss man has lived within 11 miles ot Ports mouth, O., he was for the first time In his life In Portsmouth the other day. He is 81 years of age and was never more than five miles from his home. He had never seen a street car until then. He Is married and none of his family has ever been In any city. They have moved to Portsmouth from a little hamlet back In the dense woods. Among peasants of southern Italy, Sicily and Sardinia a curious malady has been noticed by physicians, which Is caused by eating beans. One of the most remarkable effects of the malady is a species of Intoxication resembling that produced by alcoholic drink. In some cases persons predisposed to the malady are seized with the symptoms of Intoxication If they pass a field where the bean plant Is In flower, the odor alone sufficing to affect them. There Is in the Royal Museum tn The Hague, Holland, a curious old document describing the adventures of Henry Hudson, a navigator In the service of the Dutch East India com pany. He It was who discovered the river to which he gave his name. A pacsage ot the decument reads ss fol lows: "The natives, or Indians, on his first coming here, regarded the ship with mighty wonder, and looked upon it as a sea monster, and declared that such a ship or people bad never been there before." Perhaps the most remarkable bridges In the world are the kettle bridges In Russia and Siberia, of which Cossack soldiers are expert builders. They are built up of the soldiers' lances and cooking kettles. Seven-or eight lances are placed under the handles of a num ber of kettles and fastened by means of ropes to form a raft. A sufficient number of these rafts, each of which will bear the weight of half a ton, are fastened together and In the space of half an hour a bridge Is formed on which an army may cross In confidence snd safety. 1-roperlr Rrbnked. "Before you go down town, Harold," said his wife, "you must not forget to leave me 60 cents. I've got to buy some things this morning." . "This abominable extravagance of yours, Amalla," replied Mr. Small, opening his pocketbook with visible reluctance, "Is what keeps us poor. Where, I should like to know," he continued, becoming excited, "is the 60 cents I gave you Isst week? What have you done with it? Fifty cents tn clesn, cold cash, madsme, gone In less than six days, snd gone for noth ing! What have you got to show for It? Do you think I'm made of money?' demanded Mr. Small, taking out a coin snd slapping It down on the table. "Do you" , "Don't say anything more, Harold!" exclaimed Mrs. Small, with tears In her eyes, snd putting her band hurried ly over the money, "I'll not spend any more ot It than I am actually obliged to Epsnd, and I thank you ever so much!" With a mollified grunt Harold put his purse back tn his pocket, took his hat and went down town, and In leas than half an hour Mrs. Small, trembl ing with eagerness, was on her way to the great dry goods stores. For Mr. Harold Small, by the moat calamitous and unaccountable blunder ot his life had given her a twenty dollar gold piece Instead ot a half dollar. New York Herald. Unhappily Married. He 8he married a fool with plenty of money. , She Then why Isn't she hsppy? He It brought him to bis sense. The Smart Bet rollte MIM Moore. MIm Marjorle Moore waa pollteneet Itself, And after the Brut piece of cake, ' "No, thank you," ahe'd ay, "That's enough for today. It le all little glrla ought to take." One evening at ten an emergency came And thn did Mlna Marjorle meet It ' "Jut one more," waa plt-n- i "Well, I'll take It," ahe ld, "But I really won't protnlae to at It" Oood Housekeeping. Ihe tVonderfnt Toad llone. Many early writers have ascribed wonderful qualities to toads and frogs, and also to the various parts of their body. Ptolemy, an ancient Greek writ er, who was one of the leading his torians of his time, believed, for In stance, that If a toad was brought Into the midst of a mob or other large gathering of people, "silence would In stantly prevail." Llvy, a Latin histor ian, says "a small bone found In the right side of toads ot proper age, is believed to have power over the vari ous elements." "Boiling water will Im mediately cool If this bone be thrown Into the vessel," says Llvy; "nor will the water boil until the bone is remov ed. To find this bone, lay the dead toad on an nnt hill. When the ants have eaten it all away, except the bones, take each bone separately and drop It into the boiling water. Thus may the wondrous toad bone be dis covered." Row to Make n Toy. In vacation time a restless child may be amused and profit, too, by construct ing a home made toy. Perhaps moth er will be called to aid in this, but she may feel repaid for her assistance. The following Instruction for making a tin enn locomotive, which is very sim ple. Is given: The boiler of tho locomotive Is a baking powder can; the rear -wheels are covers of tho same; the cab is an oblong box; the smoke stack Is a spool. Cut along the lower edge of the tin box only, and turn up the tin for three-fourths of an Inch and at right angles to the plane of the box. Bote two holes In the sides of the cab. for the knitting needle axle. Bore a hole in the corner of wheels, slip tho axle through the holes In the cab, slide the wneels over ihe ends of this and fasten securely to the axle. Fasten the bailer to the cab, resting the hack of It on the turned up tin. Fasten two pieces of cardboard to the forward part of tho boiler end bore a hole tbrougn the lower ends of these. Plug the holes with wood, place between tho cardboard strips wood, place between the card board strips and suck ordinary pins through the hriles in the strips and In the center of the plugs for axUs. The headlight is supported on a square of tardbonrd fasUned to the boiler. Carefully fasten a piece of elas tn position as follows: Tie one end around the center to the axle Inside the cab, pass the loose end through tho long narrow opening In the lower part of the cab, and tauten it with plenty of sealing wax to the front end of the boiler. The elastic, band cut !n two at one end or a number of Emc.ll elastic bands tied together will answer ad mirably. To set the locomotive In mo tion turn tho wheels lackward until quite a lot of the elastic is wound up on the axle; then, holding the wheels firmly, set the locomotive on the floor,' when it will travel for a distance of twenty-five feet or more. Cars are made of match boxes. Woman's Home Companion. Where C'nnVe la drown. Coffee, like other things, is not al ways grown where the advertisements say. When the grocer is asked for a pound of Java or Mocha coffee he pours out several hundred dark brown beans which probably never saw the other side ot the Atlantic. If the cof fee could speak It would be apt to say It was raised In Brazil, where at the present lime the greater part of the world's supply is grown. The little island of Java, in the East Indies, and tho little town of Mocha, with its 5000 inhabitants on the banks of the Red Sea, in Arabia, have now. In fact, if not in name, given way to tho great South American republic. Travelers In the state of Sao Paulo, tn the southern part of Brazil, tell ot en normous coffee plantations, some of which contain more than a million cof fee trees. At Beunopolls, for example, Is a plan tation which Is said to be the largest In the world, and which has 6,000,000 trees. The coffee tree when wild grows ss high as twenty feet, but when cul tivated it la only half ss large, with evergreen leaves and white flowers In the blossoming season. The fruit Is a pod containing one or two beans. The pods are spread out on nn open field to dry, and often these drying grounds cover nearly a square mile. When thoroughly dried the pods are run through machinery, which se parates the beans into two kinds, those flattened on one side and tnose of com plete spherical shape. Tho first Is called Java coffee snd the second Mocha. Tho coffee raised on these great plan tations of Buenopolis is sent by rail to the port of Santos, on the Atlantic cooct, whem it is shipped to all parts of the world. Brazil produces each year about 660,000 tons, although the world's consumption Is estimated at only 600,000 tons. Thoro Is thus at present sn overproduction of the cof fee Lean, which .its frightened many dealers of this city to such sa extent that rectly they met to consider how they could get mors ptople to drink coffee. They said that there had been so much talk about coffee hurting the nerves thnt the business, unlike almot very other business in these pros perous times, had bem cn the decrease. How far this movement to increase the drinking ot coffee will succeed Is still a question. New York Tribune.- The Story af Spooka, Spooks Is a very black kitten be longing to a little girl who has to stay In the house all the time, or at least, for a good many months, until the hip that hurts so much gets well. Do you wish to know how Spooks first came to bis little girl. Well, all right One cold morning when papa went to the door to get the bread the baker leaves every day, there, cuddled up to the warm loaf ss closely ss possible, was a tiny black kitten, too weak and cold even to say "mew." Papa brought it in and showed It to Alice that was the little girl's name snd said, "Here Is both bread and meat Do you want It?" It Just looked at Alice with two sol emn eyes, as much as to say, "You know you need something to play with when the days are so long; I know you are a gentle little girl and will not be rough with me." Mamma said a black cat brings good luck. So the kitten was taken into the kitchen and given some warm milk. But the poor kitten was qnlte sick. Alice felt very sorry and said, "Oh, mamma, won't you give It some chlo roform or something like that? I think It would be better for It to dlo than to suffer so. But mamma gnve It a big dose of olive oil and In a day or two It was much better and began to wash Itself; then It played a little, and Alice didn't feel a bit lonely any more. , After the kitten was there a few weeks, papa said: "I wonder If it wouldn't sit up when It is fed." Papa used to give her Just a little meat every evening. Spooks was very fond of papa, because he was very gentle and played with her; and then, as I said before, he fed her. He Just proppsd Spooks up against the wall a time or two, then she know what was wanted of her. After that she sat up whenever she wanted anything or thought she wanted It, for she found out It had great effect. Then one time papa took a sheet of newspaper and tore out the center. He held a small bit ot meat In front of It, and Spooks Jumped through the paper after It. Papa did that two or three times; then Spooks would Jump through without the meat. But I muct .tell you another funny thing Spcoks did. Alice used to prac tice an hour nearly every day. At first when Spooks heard the piano she was very much .frightened. After a .while she got used to It and would go to s'.eep In Alice's lap while she played. One night Alice and her papa end mamma were entertaining some friends nnd were taking tea In the dining room which Is off tho parlor. When there la any company at the house, Spooks likes to employ everybody's attention. When they were at tea the kitten was forgotten. Do you know what she did? She Jumped on the piano and walked up and down the keys three or four times. When mamma rushed Into the parlor to se what was the matter, there was Spooks sitting on the keys, crouched to make a spring as she al ways did when she wanted a romp. I forgot to tell you that she was growing Into a very beautiful, glossy, sleek-looking cat. When she sat be fore the open fireplace, she looked like one of the cats on those sofa cush ions that were in the shop windows Just before Christmas. Then Alice would grab her up and squeeze her rapturously. Miss Kitty would get vexed at that, and the stately way she used to walk out of the room would have done credit to a tragedy actress. Alice had a little girl friend who was a great admirer of Spooks. She used to watch the kitten with envy In her heart and wUh so much that she owned her. Well, one day she did something very naughty. She wont to see Alice. Alice was feeling quite 111 and was In bed. Alice's mamma let the little girl in, but did not pay much attention to her, as she came in very often. She let her in, then went to look after Alice. The little girl played a while with Spooks. Then, as nobody was around, she put on her hat and cape, picked up. Spooks, and took her away. Spooks knew her and would play with her and, trust her. Well, she took kitty home, but some how she did not feel very happy about it. Her mamma asked her where she got. the cat and she said she found it on the street. But poor Spooks waa very unhappy. She missed Alice,' and would not sit up or do any ot her funny tricks for the naughty little girl, because she was afraid of the girl's brother who was very rough and made such a noise. Then the little girt- got angry because the cat would not Jump through the paper, and slapped her. Pobr kitty was miserable then. 'She was not treated so by Alice. Then the little girl's mamma said, "You must not do that I don't want that cat here, anyway. You had better take It back to where you found it" So the little girl put on her hat and cape It waa dark and asked her mamma if she could go out and take the cat away. Her mamma said she could. She took the cat away and went to Alice's houss and put in in side the gate. Then she ran home. Spooks ran up the stairs and scratched at the door, and Alice's mam ma opened it. She was delighted,, and picking up the oat, almost ran lnto Alice's room. Pooaftke bad felt very badly and cried mLeir all the time un til she made ber&jJquite sick. You should have seen ri I think he wan as delighted as Alice. San Francisco Chronicle. t
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