THE TOYS OF W. waerw art the toys of tke Teeter- Year i Jumplnrjark with It flarlm red. "Vr lo nl "e anilei-ed deer, Tfce drum with it, ,.k, ,,, tunrful head, Noah'n rk with Ha wooden rirw, fciilldlnt block! with tLe Irtt.ra on! child has toys thai are hrlaht and new, Bat, where, pray where, hare the old rrlrnda guueV ""I'm In the attic In corner dark Jumping Jack and (ho apllr drum lie, Tk wooden crew of the Noah'a ark 4 the tin of tha haltered Infantry. half bjr the rublilnh and dii.t con 1 cealed, The fun dot and the wooden deer, 1 Tk building blocks Willi their colm peeled Half oS; and tha el ring-lets top la here. fcetiteie1.l-Ma-M A FUSS, AND Bv 11ADDIE leWtaWeWeWIW It 'was a spring day, not an Ideal, but real one, with a hitter penetrat ing wind that would have done credit to day In midwinter. The tisaal ro twat old gentleman which of us does ot know him? was telling his friends with much rubbing of bunds anil stamping of feet, that It was "fine, healthy weather," and Cynthia Des mond regarded him wrathfiilly as she passed him at the entrance to the Ijomlon railroad station. A good day for a brisk country walk, but decided ly not one on which to undertake a loree hours' railway journey without even a stop to get a hot cup of tea. Wlih thia dismal project berore her, Cynthia was not exactly In the best of tempers. She was not miserable of course that would he too absurd but things In general were Inclined to be irritating. Despite the fur-lined travelling coat, which reached almost to the end of her ahort skirt, she gave a little shiver as, dressing case In hand, she crossed the deserted platform Hnd stepped into an empty car in the walling train. "And to think," he said, planting her dressing case on the seat beside ler, burying her hands in a huge fur muff, and addressing her sister who stood at the ear door, "that It is all through that abominable Miles that I m to freeze in this car by ntysrll for three mortal hours; and, worst of mil, leave home for a month or more and miss the Altons' dance and all the other fun!" "It Is horrible," agreed Holly les mond, sympathetically. Truth to tell, Dolly was of the opinion that the "abo minable Miles" in question had an equal right to apply the adjective to Cynthia, for In their recent quarrel there had certainly been "six of one and half a dozen of the other." "But," ahe went on, soothingly, "though ll won't be the same as being at home, you are sure to have a good time with Edith" the married sister to whom Cynthia was going. "And you Know you said that to stay here now would Be unbearable." "So it would," declared Cynlhi.i. "The further away I am from Miles the easier I shall find it to cultivate a spirit of peace and thankfulness." "I think he might have gone away for a while under trie circumstances," remarked her sister. "Perhaps he couldn't get away just now," said Cynthia quickly, unwilling, woman-like, that anyone but herself ahould' abuse the man she loved or had loved she put It In the past tense sow. "Perhaps not," agreed Holly, who, wise in her generation, knew that to agree with Cynthia in her present mood was worse than useless. "Good ly, darling. You'll be off in a minute now," "Goodby!" answered Cynthia, a little tearfully, leaning out of the window tor , a farewell, kiss. "Take care of another and keep the boys in order and enjoy yourself, and don't, don't be stilly enough to get engaged to any man, be he angel in masculine form!" "At present," laughed Dolly, dis playing all her dimples, "no one seems eager to tempt me- from the chaste -paths where I wander 'in maiden meditation, fancy free,' but should any daring person so endeavor I'll remem fcetr your warning." She atepped back from the edge ol the platform, there was the usual amount of shouting, and the train be gan to move. Suddenly there was a atoaperate rush, the door of the com favtment was violently wrenched pea, and a young man was precipi tated inside. "I beg your pardon," he gasped lather breathlessly, dropping into the eat opposite her. He recovered hlm elf, took off his cap and flung it on 4b, aeat beside him, took a glance at tbe slight figure opposite, and realized Maadly that he was sitting facing the !rl who, a few days ago, had given aim back, with the fervently expressed wish, that she might never see him tkgaln, the ring he had with such tender Jrlumph placed on her finger only six eoonths' before, the little ring that was gating against his heart sow. "I need hardly say," he remarked, tiffly, supplementing his former aao Jogy, as he met the haughty gaze direct Ad at him through tha white automo bile veil which was swathed around Iter bat and tied beneath- ber small, determined chin, "that I am as an noyed as you ca3 be at this unfortu nate accident Of course you quite un derstand that it was not my fault?" 1 suppose not," with icy ungraci ousness. Tou could hardly suppose," be went at. Indignantly, a slight angry flush rising on bis cheeks, "that I should YESTERYEAR. Tray, where art tha toye of the Teahlf year. The aaudy dreame with their colors fay, The untied hope that were peln dear, The Joya of em- boThoed'a merry playV The. man ha to.vi that art bi la lit and new, On the wreck of dreamt new dreamt up rear, But where are the hopes of the flaring hue That were nr tore of the Yesteryear? Somewhere In the darkneta the dead rirenma fade, The broken Idol and nhallered raie. The .am led hoiua in their rulna laid Come here to a common tryvlnj place. Ila'r hid bv the rubbish and duM of dare The wrecks of unnumbered dreams are here That made u mad In a hundred wara, And these are the toys of the Yester year. I'oflirr'i Wrekty. THE RESULT. TMAHON. I seek a three hours' tete-a-teie with you." "Certainly I should say it would be the lust punishment for our sins thnt either of us would choose," was Miss Desmond's soothing reply; itftcr which, taking up the magazine with which she was supplied, she became appar ently immersed In its contents, and ob livions of the fact that Iho world, much less the small railroad compart ment in which she was sitting, con tained such a person as Miles Ovenden. Pulling a newspaper out of his pock et, with a certain suppressed vlclous ness a man's feelings are nnver under such good control as a woman's he followed her example. Half an hour passed slowly by, and then Cynthia moved her hoolc a quar ter of an inch to one side and took a surreptitious peep at the faultlessly clothed length of limb and clean shaven, resolute young face opposite. What a detestable, bad-tempered fel low he was, but how good to look at. She had always been proudly confident that her Miles whs beyond comparison with any other man. Her .Miles! A little pain shot through her heart as she remembered that he was her Miles no longer, and she went buck to her book with a small, weary shiver. It was Retting colder. Rngrossed as he apparently was in his paper. Miles noticed that shiver he knew Cynthia's horror of and snffetlng from the cold. How unkind and sarcastic she had been; a man can stand almost any thing from a woman better than sar casm; but how like a flower was her small, haughty face rising out. of its frame of rich furs. How sweet was the shadowy droop of those long lashes, how bright the gleam of the waves of hair that showed between the folds of the now turned-tip veil, Ffom her dainty shod foot and slender ankle to the topmast wove of the veil she was perfect, with the inimitable grace and style which some girls possess and which others, though their dress al lowance be three times as large, can never attain. He did not like automo bile veils at least he used to think he did not but Cynthia, Cynthia was different from all otter women; she would look exquisite in a sack, ami how could be; ever have been fool enough to think, much Ices to say, automobile veils old not suit her. That had been the beginning of this miserable quarrel such a nifty, sim ple thing to wreck two lives. He had, with all a man's tactlessness, called her veil a "horrid-looking arrange ment," when she, as Dolly said, "rath er fancied herself In it." She had re plied with the obvious home truth that at any rate, It was fashionable and respectable, which was more than could be said of a certain disreputable old brown coat beloved of Miles' soul, but the bane of her life; to which he had Injudiciously made answer that women never could understand the possibility of a thing's being fashiona ble and unbecoming. Cynthia then expressed her surprise that he had been follsh enough to propose to her, seeing that nothing she ever did, said or wore pleased him a remark decidedly un just and untrue. And he retortei that the same idea occurred to him with regard to her acceptance of his pro posal. After which things went from bad to worse, until Cynthia found her self walking away with head held high nd a vivid spot of carmine blazing on each cheek through the white gauze of the luckless automobile veil, and Miles, left alone, gazed blankly at the small ring lying on his palm, and tried to realire what had happened. And thus it bad come to pass that both these young people were flying from each other, the vision of the blissful "lived happily ever after," to which they had loeked forward with such glad confidence, receding from both with equal rapidity. How foolish and childish it all seem ed now. His eyes travelled to Cyn thia's small left band, and noted with a sense of loss and hopelessness, the forlorn little wrinkle in the third finger of her gray glove that marked where her ring had made a bulge, a bulge that he had often fondly kissed. Involuntarily she shivered again and decided that she could not bear the cold much longer. "You are cold," he said, his pity for her evident suffering and the over whelming desire to do something for her, making him speak. "Won't you take my rug!" "Thank you," she answered, in a tone that was as cold as her small hands, "I would rather not." Angrily rewrapplng himself in. the rejected rug, he told himself that be was a fool to lay himself open to an other snub, and decided fat ahe might freeze now before he would speak again. For a w hile they read on In silence; then, dropping her paper, she pushed both hands Into her muff and lifted it up to her face, pressing the warm fur against her cheek as she leaned one el low on the window ledge and gazed out at the flying fields and hedgerows. It was getting darker too. The shadows that, when Ihey slatted had been so clearly defined on the vivid emerald of the fields, were all merging now Into the soft dusk that urept over the land. The twilight shadows were, she knew, creeping, too, into Miles' gray blue eyes,' darkening them In the way she knew jso' well. The winter sun shine ,noi longer touched with bright ness the'vcToiio waves of his well groomed head. Against Iter will, she turned her head and looking at him, but meeting his eyes, looked away swiftly, and be gan nervously lo pull off her gloves ami chafe her hands. How cold It was! She wished now that she bad accepted I he rug. When ono Is half petrified, one's pride Is at a low ebb. "Cynthia," he burst, out, flinging down his paper, all his bitter resolu tions not proof against the sight of her silent misery. "I wish I could do something for you!" At that moment thero flushed Into both their minds the remembrance of the last tlniR she had eomplalned of Iho cold, when he had Inken her Into his warm anus nnd kissed and chafed her hands, and as their eyes met each knew the other's thought. "Cynthia," he said again, softly, passionately, leaning across her eagerly, "do you remember?" "I remember nolhlng," she answer ed, with a hauRhtlnesH that was but the veil of ber utter weakness. "You are right," he agreed, drawing bark quickly, "It Is not worth re membering!" Her eyes were full of tears as she turned over the pages flf the maga zine she was beginning to bate. She had read every bit of It. No, here was something she hail not noticed before, only a little versa of Omar Khay yam's: "If In this Shadow-land of Mfe thou hast Found one Into heart to love thee, hold It fast; Love It. again, give all to keep tt thine For Ive, like nothing In the world, can last." It was the last straw. All the prnt up love anil misery In her heart welled up and brought the tears to her eyes again, but. she squared her small chin and turned a few more pages In differently. He should not see that sho earerl. She noticed that, be had finished his paper, and resolving, not to be outdone in stiff politeness, to show him that she could trimt her self to talk easily to him, she offer ed him her magazine In exchange. "Thank yon," lie said, accepting the offer and opening the magazine at the page where Omar's verse was marked by a big tear drop. Cynthia had been crying. He read the beauti ful words, then looked across at her with his whole "true heart" in his eyes. "Surely," she cried, miserably, "we must be nearly there?" "I don't think so," he answered al most aK)logetleally, his thoughts go ing back to the lime when an entern ity alono together would have seemed but as five minutes of. bliss. "We" consulting his watch "have an hour and a half yet." "Your watch has ntopped she In sisted, Irritably. "I'm sure you could see the lights of 3v If yo- looked out." "I'll try, If you like," he said, good naturedly; and, raising the window, he put his head out Into the darkness. "No," he affirmed, "I cannot see them." Ho drew his head In sud denly, and, pulling down the window again, sat down with one html pressed to his eye, the acute, agony caused by a sicck of coal dust on the pupil making the tears course down his face. Cynthia watched him for a moment doubtfully; then her pride went down before the pity and motherllness which, at the sight of a man or child in pain, wells up In a woman's heart, and she crossed to his side, producing a cobweb of a handkerchief. "Miles," sho Bald Boftly, shyly placing one small, cold hand on his forehead, "let me get It out for you. Look up!" as he moved his hand from the Injured eye. "Yes, I see It. Now keep quite still. There!" tri umphantly bringing forth the epeok on the point of the fragile handker chief "It's out!" "Thank you, dear!" he said, with tender passion, catching and keeping her two hands, handkerchief and all. "No, I will not let you go, Cynthia my Cynthia!" "No," she contradicted, with Hps that were a little tremulous, looking down at the bare third finger of her left hand "not now." "Yes," he insisted, bringing forth from its hiding place the little ring she had so scornfully flung back to him, and slipping It on "now, and al ways, Cynthia" pleadingly "you will forgive me, and always wear any dearned veil you please!" "Miles," she answered, softly, as his arms went round ber, "you will for give me, and wear your old brown coat whenever you wish?" ' The express rattled on, and the two, settled so cosily In the corner of one of its cars, were very silent for a while, "Are you warmn, now, sweet heart?" asked Miles, tenderly, after a little. "Tea," she whispered happily. "Bow dreadfully quickly the train Is going now, Miles!" "Too quickly," he agreed, ruefully. "Never mind," she said. "Tomor row I will explain to Billth, and yoi ean settle with the friends you In tended visiting, and we will go back and spend the whole long, bappy spring and summer together." "Oh, Cynthia!" he breathed, with awed, boyish gladness "tlits and every future spring and summer and winter, until the end of life!" "And after," she supplemented, softly. "And," he repeated, earnestly, reverently, "(Soil helping me and you, my good angel, beside me, after," New York Weekly. A WOULD-BE OTHELLO. Angry Moor Tries to Put His Harem To Death. According to the Figaro of ParlH the French government finds Itself face lo faco with a new phase of the Moroccan question. When a few months ago a Tangier merchant went to Paris ho took with him three of his prettiest wives and a native servant as chaperon. He es tablished himself In a Hat on the lft Hank of (ho Seine, and at once set out to seo the city, Tho harem fin ally became weary with solitude, and by tho aid of the servant procured European costumes nnd set out to see the sights on lis own account, Mo hammed Hen Kermn, the husband, however, discovered the truth and bo came angry. In order to prevent a repetition of the escapailo he took away from bis wives their European clothes and had an Iron barreil cage, fitted up In one of the rooms In which ho placed his wives when he went out. Again tho servant betrayed IiIb trust; for 20 francs a locksmith furnished a dupli cate key, and once more the three members of the harem enjoyed their liberty. Hut it was not to last. One night. Mohammed returned to the flat caiiltr than initial and found tho cape empty. He awaited his wives' return. When Ihey came in he proceeded to try them according lo the law of the "Koran,'' and sen tenced them to death. Suddenly the neighborhood was aroused by awful screams. When the police burst Into tho flat they found Mohammed preparing to bowstring his wives. He was annoyed at belsg Interrupted and turned upon tho rescuers, lighting like mad. It took six policemen to subdue him. He Is now In prison. The authorities are wondering what to do with tho harem. QUAINT AND CURIOUS. The, name "whiskers" Is applied to feathery crystals which gather upon the outside of the wrapping of frozen dynamite. The "whiskers" are more "irritable" than dynamite itself. Some one has been speculating about the importance of salt to civili zation. The oldest trade routes me said to have lieen opened for salt (raffle. Salt determines to a considera ble extent the distrilmtlca cf man. He was forced to settle down where he could obtain it. A market has just been opened in Paris where the hair of famous per sonages Is on sale. One may examine there and buy locks from the heads of royal, military, political and lite rary notabilities. As regards the de gree of estimation In which various notabilities of past times are held, Nelson Is easily first. From Nottingham, England, comes the description of a telephone appara tus designed to obviate possibility of decease transmission by tho usual mouthpiece. The construction Is such that, the mouthpiece is omitted alto gether, and (he receiving and trans mitting apparatus is combined in a small metal case, shaped' like a watch. There is some merriment, in the Eng lish papers over John Bums' "bowler" hat. Mr. Hums, being a laborer and friend of laborers, shies at a silk hat, and there is consternation at the thought that he may wear the pro fane thing to the ministerial bench or the House of Commons. Hopeful spirits suggest that he may wear It to the House, but enter the chamber hatlesa. Of coincidences In names a corres pondent of a London paper Instances the following examples: There was a household In Clifton in which there were In domestic service Mrs. Pldgeon (cook), Mrs. Partridge (lady's maid) and Mrs. Howke (charwoman). But that Is trifling compare! o the case of the old chapel at Favershara, where the Rev. H. J. Rook used to officiate; (Sparrow and Cuckoo were the names of the deacons In his time, Mrs. Martin was the chnpel keeper. Mr. Irk, Miss Crow and Miss Nightingale were mem bers of the congregation, and the chap el was and is, situated in Partridge lane. At a dinner given by a New York hostess a few years ago were a Miss Fish, a Mrs. Waters and a Miss Brooks, the latter being the noted sculptor in butter. Encouraged the Lawyer. A few years ago George F. Haley, of Biddeford, was trying his first crimi nal case before the Supreme Judicial Court of Maine, with Chief Justice John A. Peters on the bench. Mr. Ha ley was in the middle of his plea when a man in the audience fell over In a convulsion. The young lawyer stopped, disconcerted. "Go on, sir, go on," said the chief justice; "you're giving them fits!" Napoleon as a Lever, Napoleon as a lover would be a fine character for a clever novelist, and possibly nil even better one for a good playwright. We hnd an Idea, says tho London Exprens, that Bona parte was no lady's man In tho soflor sense, and (hat his lovciimklii; wag of tho brutal sort. Hut u letter from "Citizen Bonaparte" to Josephine, was sold some days urro for ono hun dred and 11 fl y pounds, passages of which are the words of a trim lover. "I am going to bed, my llttlo Jose phine, with my heart full of you, nnd wrung with imln at being so Ions and so far from you. Without you, with out your heart, your love, your hus band bus no rest, no happiness, no life. Ah, but for one moment's happi ness. Could 1 but. for ono moment bo with you now and feast my eyes upon that dearest of nil faces! , . I am nil yours. Life, fortune, pleasure these are only what you make them for me. To live with Josephine Is to live In Elysium." "B." is the signa ture. The World's Beauty Show. "There are two things here Hint I can't quite get. used to," remarked a young New York woman who had Just returned to her nallvo city after a stay of several years on the conti nent. "Ono Is tho extraordinary number of pretty clrls I seo every where, the other Is t lie brilliancy of the dollies the women wear In tho street cats, subway tnilus and on the Elevated. After living fn Germany for a few years, where the gliis are not particularly pretty, and they dress like flights, it is a constant delight to me to walk on Finn avenue or Broad way ami in the shopping districts just for the siiko of seeing nil tho pretty girls. I constantly find myself asking tho question, me they tis lovely ns they seem to be lo me, or Is It. simply tho question of their being dressed so smartly and becomingly? I know It must be Hint they are pretty, and yet It seems too good lo be true. "As for tho other spectacle I spoke of, thnt of thn brilliancy of the wom en's dresses In public conveyances, it Is expli.lned away by tho fact that people abroad, who can afford lo dress anywhere nearly as smart as our women do, would ride In cabs. That is one way In which we profit by the high cab fares. We see all soils of beautiful costumes (hat would oth erwise be denied us." New York Press. A Woman's Joy on Horseback. When In tho morning of the year the Earth sleeps late, the sun, her mother, draws Iho snow-sheet from her nnd she wakes drowsily, yet with laughter. And the fragrance of her steamy breath Is Intoxication, and I lie hurrying of loosed streams Is woiid nmslc, and the pale points that cut tho mould are whispering millions of Juno leaves anil tented ranks of gold October cornfields. Then, iln the springtime, the highways, the earth's arteries, pulso with rousing life, and up and down their length thrills the old, masterly cry that has stirred the gypsy blood In men's veins since ways were made the call of the road. For around the turn of a road Is ever what we wish most, and ever Hie road turns. And ever what can carry a man closest to his heart's desire, so close (hut If lie may not touch K he may touch the gladness of It, Is a horse. So If a man's heart be heavy, let him lido n horse In the spring time, and the strength and clean Joy fulness of the beast shall oncer him. and his trouble fall from him. And this Is true of the summer and the autumn, and ns well of tho winter. For the pleasant jostling of a horse's movement shakes away small worries and leaves a clear rond by which peace enters the soul. From "Black Cnre and the Horseman," by Mary II. S. Andrews, In Soribner's. Woman's Private Bindery. One of the women of leisure who have taken np the art of bookbinding as a pastime is Mrs. George B. Doug las of Cedar Rapids, la. Five years ago, when comparatively few women had entered this field of handicraft, she began to study at one of the best known binder's In this country. Since then she has had a famous woman teacher and has paid numerous visits to European binderies. Just at present Mrs. Douglas Is en gaged In putting lier favorite books In the uniform dress of Levant moroc co. A collection of her books on ex hibition In the Iowa building at tho World's fair, St. Louis, was a set of four volumes of short stories culled from the prominent magazines and bound in half leather. It is the custom of Mrs. Douglas to spend three consecutive hours s day In her workshop, which Is one of the most Interesting rooms In her hand some colonial home. It Is on the ground floor and opens Into an attrac tive Barden. The walls are papered a brilliant orange, the woodwork is of black oak and the quaint Dutch win dows, with leaded panes, are hung in yellow silk. The essential furnishings are the high tables, wood and iron presses and a gas stove for making glue nnd hentin; tools. The larger tools for forwarding hang in leather wall pockets, while a cabinet of black oak contains tho smaller ones. The long settee, done In brown lenther, has yellow burlap cushions. Above It aro panels and shelves, the latter for papers, magazines, leathers nnd partially bound books. Over the flro place of dull red tile Is an Inter esting collection of loving cups nnd trophies acquired In more ulhlctld pursuits. Hlnglnghnm Age-Herald. Girl With Reading 8pre. "I wish you'd throw aside those stupid books and magazines and talk to me," wild iho Kill who was dying for Homo one to listen to her confi dences. The clii on the couch, surrounded by nil sorts of readln: matter, looked up dreamily. "Pleaso go away," she Implored. "Find some one else to talk to. No, I'm not sleeply; I'm Just on n leading sprco, and I shall be! absolutely no use to any one until I get over It. It will probably last about two days, and you may Just ns well keep out of hero until day after tomorrow. No, I'm not crazy. It's Just uh I tell you. I've gone on a reading spree, and I shall make no at tempt to do or be anything until the thing litis tpent Itself." At. tho look of horror In her com panion's face the girl on- the couch laughed. "It's Just thla way, you lit tle butterfly," she said. "You know I work very hard at ton speed until my nerves are nil tin edie, nnd I hnvo to do somethln:: for relief. Then I turn to ifiiillniT. It rests mo more than the tin at: e, society, dinners, sleep or I'.nythlng else. I Just, read and read one thlntr filter nnolher. until I feel thoroughly refreshed nnd able to tackle any hurt of a big task. At such limes I'm actual): soaked with read ing and inn almost, dazed and uncon scious of (lie world nronnd me. My head Is full of stories; for, tnlnd you, nt. such times I read tho lightest sort of literature. Iictecllvc stories aro my es:eclal pet at such times and tales of adventure. I even like to get hold of hoys' books, where the young hero goes out and conquers all sorts of dimcultles. "I-ove stories I rend by the quart. Not beautiful romances, but silly love stories, where the heroine Is beautiful and empty-puled and the hero manly mid hfitidsome, mid where, after nu merous mushy quarrels, everything ends happily. Why, I even read stor ies for girls, and you know how high ly intellectual the nverago story for girls Is. Every bit. of miscellany I find in the papers, all the jokes and aiitcdotts I read, but I skip all the news as being too heavy for my reud lii',' mood. "When I come to look at all that alleged literature In dlsifiist. nnd won der bow I ever could have stood It. Hut yon know the day alter a man iilua.is wonder what Induced him to be such a fool. While I'm reading, however. I don't, care to have any one talk to me or even sit In the same room v.i'li me. I don't want any (hough's to enter my head until I'm s.' crammed with stories that I'm actually sorpy. Then I begin to come out cf it. "It doesn't harm me a bit to read so much slush, for I forget it all Im mediately, and such brief sprees have Ik en of untold benefit. I really be lieve they havo saved me from ner vous prostration more than once." New York Press. Far.hion Notes. Crt pe do ehiue, either for the con struction of entire toilettes or im portant portions of them, is one of tr.e fabrics most In request. A young girl who wears mourning affects gowns of black crepe de chine, which is not such an extravagance alter nil, for it deans beautifully and wears very well. Net waists are very pretty, and are not too dressy to wear with tailor gowns. An except ionall good model was seen in a While net covered with a tiny ring figure. Waists are in checks, plaids and beautiful Roman stripes. They are exceedingly well made, and are about as satisfactory as anything one can wear for homo occasions. A simple but effective model-In pal-ct-t blue chiffon was admired recent ly. The gown bad a stock collar of "baby" Irish lace, below which was a jonnd yoke of shirrlngs. A very classic model In white crepe de chine had a full double skirt, the upper skirt short in front, like a pep lum, but very long in the back. Both skirt were bordered with a pale gold embroidery band. A charming net blouse was trimmed in sea green ribbon and small Rhinestone buckles. The waist had a bolero effect made by an arrange ment of Irish crochet motives from the collar, and brought down below the bust, and then carried under " the arms. The Empire coat is the thing this winter and some very graceful models have been exhibited. An original coat from a well-known London house folowed the Napoleonic models more closely than the average Empire garment is wont to do. This coat was of purple broadcloth and was very long, reaching to the hem of the gown. 0( k. eDONALS. 4TT0RNIT ATLAW, "Mary fobl'a, raal aalata afML fa iur. eoilaotinna niaia promatif la am lUaia bulldlnf, lUjaaltaTfllaYfeT R a. . HoovtH, ITKOLUS VILLI, tk. H....i,. daiillal. , th HnOTrf ealMtta) iuMrat. "-tl-i in ocrallaf. D R. L. L. MEANS, DENTIB'R Office on second, floor of Ttrrt Vat tlonal bank building, Main ttreefc, DR. DBVERB KIJ5CK DENTIST. Office en second floor Reynoldirfija Real Estate Buildings Main traI BeynoldsviXle, pa. 10 " )t REFF, JUSTICE OF THE PEA.CS Aud Real Estate Ageni ItejnoldafllU,. gMI'l'H M. McCRElQHT, A TTO It X B V-A T- LA W, Rotary Pnbllo and Raal Katata Agaalf. Oak laotlona will rnoMts piomi.l aitonilon. OOU In tha KnjiioltlaTills Uaniwara Co. Hallalaa, Halo alraat, Hjoolclallla, 3VT-A. XTISLElTfil . PITT8BURO. Grain, Flour and Feed. Wlmat No. 2 rut $ 7; Kyn N. VI Orn.No 1! vpIIcw, mr 4j No. X j-cliiiw, MiHIml 4; Ml ind far ei Oatn Nu. I! white II, No. :i whlifl , hi I'lniir Winter r""t 4 it'i Fancy nirnltflii wlntern 4 im liny No. 1 TIiic thy rj 7 Cloviir No. 1 a in Fnl-No. I while mid. ton : mi Itrown ml'Mllniie ,v fri Hran, liulk n 01 B. raw wheat 701 "I 7IIJ Dairy Products. Bulter Elcln i-rentnery I !l! until irreHim-ry Fancy country roll it Chr-eMe Ohio, hew l New York, in' i.'j Poultry, Etc. linns par Hi 9 II ''hlckcm lrehcil pi Kicga 1'tt. Kiel HI. I", troli ui Fruits and Vegetables. aiile M" jj )oliltoen Fancy whltti erlnl..'. -;, I'nhhitirH per ton 13 mi Onlona mt tfarrel t), 7t Ml 4 47 Hi: a. 4 :n 4 I" IM III! ! Ml vi J II I ji 7 M " (o fi .'it l. 14 IS 14 Wl i V hi, !.' i BALTIMORE. Flour Winter Patent. t m s ill HI HI 4I 47 HI .11 U It- wrtfftt 7o ! red Corn Miami r-Klfi Butler tihlo creamery. PHILADELPHIA. riour Winter Patent Wheal No, a ie, Corn Xo. 'i mixed (lala No. 6 while. Butter tirearnery.'. F.tsa Fenniylrnnla flreta. ' t 01 s in SI ! 41, 47 . j III k:i ' ;il 10 A NEW YCRK. Flour Patenm S a 10 A IS Wheat No. I!rel m hi t.'orn No. II 4: 4f Oan-No. It white HI Hr Mutter -Creamery ks So aitfe Stale and remit;! anle.... It; vl LIVE STOCK. Union Stock Yards, Pittsburg. Cattle. Kjlla,' l,4.'i0 to I ,0I1 ii. I'rlme. l.m ml., or. ir, .. t-'i no .. a wi .. & 1. .. 4 Ml ... 4 (10 .. ir, .. 71 .. ISA .. !! (HI .. .MI .. 0.1 7 '. i VI ' .' I b 1,1 4 Ml 4 If 4 J, 4 '.' II 7.", 4 VI to till Hood, I,i0" to I., il. Tidy, l.iivo to 1.1. vi l - Fair, 11 to l.Km If,. oimiion, 'M) to 11(1 ;re v Common 10 nood fat, oxen... Common 10 rood fat imiia... Common to ood fat oowe... iiHliera, 7KI 101, IKllt.fi Frenh cowaand ringer... Hogs. Frima heary ho: I'rime me,ii'uui weirii'ta.'. ..',.' heal heavv YorL'era f .V) .. a n .. n M .. II 40 . M . 5 m 810 $ a .v, 11 A V, is . 0 ! ti 71 4 ood light Vorkera... " Mr", aa 10 quality Common to aoori V(.i,ei :aK '.V' Sheep. Frlme weihert t & an ood mixed j W) Fair mixed eweaaad wethira'T." 4 ?, I llllBBhil i.n...K .... tulia 10 cljolca laniht.'.'.'.'..'.'"""'' 2, Calves. Veal talvea .. 19 09 l'K.IVi,..T rKOi'f.K. I.nril Nelson una a very sparin? eater. Anion!., In'l.fkt wa chosen Tresi dent of ti e I "r-'it. -Ij Senate. I-enii . I Iff. t:e well-known En? Ilnh'actfir. whs '. ir. Spain. .1. Pietropoiif Mo'.cnu Miled for Ell rope, wii-re Iip u'.ii de woull rist. I-orl '.oil ; tiie most unpopular viceroy tlml InlUt J.aU for many reiir.i. , Tiie tJi.-rniiiti Kinperor. wliile at Co pcnlingen. nvei el tiie French speeiJ Hniliaa: -.dor. Tiie King of the Belgians make! only one .piienrnn-e a: public worshif in ike course of t lie year. Don Carlo, of Portugal, is eonsW errii the .leartiest ami most lietpienl eater of ail the crowned heads of Europe.- Congressman Olmstead, of Pennsyl vania, expreased this opinion: "It takes a man shout fonr terma to fami liarize himself with his office." The Hie of the late Sir George Wil liams, founder of the .Tonag Men' Christen Assoclntiota. wlU"be written by r eplie-r, J. K. Hodder William. J. Barrio, the novelist is one ef the nus paiii -taking dramatists of the ilnr. - .So hard Is he to please that he rewrites aa ct eicht rt nine tiroes. The Iter. .7oph A. Elliott. "Elliott of Fyzatiad." the well-known Wesle. in missionary, i rffail. "An Irishman horn in Inilht." was XX.-. Elliott's de scription of himself. The Knier has ustnnisned court cir es in Keilm by authorizing the cir stllalion of a French :oIlection of cari catures of hiine',f w'.lch frontier customs officers had .Jzeil. The German Kniperor. Myi a pe ial de dutch, is dixo!aTin2 thusinsui for autoiuuMliua. ami ha iertared his wi;iinpne to become a patron of the Benin Automobile Club.
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