THE SUCCESSFUL MAN. First Prlie In Conteat of 6000 Poami. He's keen, and clear-headed, To duty soon wadded. Ambitious to rise. At start, self-denying, And keeping on trying, To grow rich, or wise. Then confident, dnrlng. And never despairing, He's eager to do. Upright, and Ood-fearlng, Tnus still persevering, Both earnest, and true. -Mrs. m BLACK BUTTERFLIES. w n rj u.il .1 -! tl71. i now mey rresugeu Loved Lieutenant launton. m By GWENDOLEN OVERTON. The devotion of her look was afford ing amusement to the chaperons and lderly officers, who, by reason of phy sical Infirmities, were convinced that dancing Is a hollow vanity, and there fore abstained from It, but not from eotnments upon people and frocks, which have been definitely proven not to be vanities, and are Indulged In by the most potent, grave and reverend lgnors, and have their sanction. She was dancing with Taunton, waltzing the long-stepped, fast, gliding waltz which the cavalry Is apt to af fect, and which has In It the dash and verve commonly supposed to be at tributes of that gallant branch of the Service. It was a case of true love, and had not ran smooth. Miss Rossini was torn between a desire to obey her pa rents and the wish to give way to Taunton's entreaties. The outcome of the conflict has been written before hand in the book of life these thou sands of centuries. A weakness of will sweetly feminine, but trying when tt is not one's self who wields the pow erwas her worst fault. Her prom ises were governed entirely by the Speaker of the moment. To her father She swore enternal renunciation of Taunton; to Taunton eternal fidelity In her love, and yet, if untruth is to be Judged oiily by its intention, she Was not guilty of falsehood. The time bad passed, some two weeks be fore, when she might with honesty tell, her father that she would give the Brst lieutenant up forever. Moreover, Captain Rossini had begun to lose faith in the promises. At last she re plied to his remonstrances, one day, that she loved Taunton, that he loved her, and that she meant eventually to marry him. At this she turned first red, and then pale, but remained firm against all the parental wrath poured on her head with a vehemence and force of language calculated to Impress her with the deep respect a child should nourish toward the author of Ita being. To his choice epithets she made no reply. The humor of the sit uation struck her even then the vast paradox of paternal reverence. But she showed the obstinacy which lies at the bottom of even a weak nature, which is part of the instinct of self preservation, and she held her tongue. The strain was telling on her, how sver. She was greatly changed from the girl who, but six months before, had come back from school to the gay ety and adulation of a big army post. The suffering gave a sweetness to her rather cool prettiness, which lent her charm. The garrison was sorry for her; it did all in its power to help along the meetings of this much enamored couple, and succeeded only too well. Captain and Mrs. Rossini were per sons of a type not prevalent in the service, with an eye very much to the main chance, worldly wise to a degree. A. rich man "back East" who had tak en a fancy to the little boarding school miss, end who sent numerous letters, rolls of music, books and boxes of candy, was looked upon as a far better match than a first lieutenant, sven a most exemplary first lieutenant, ss Taunton certainly was. When Taunton's attentions had become too marked, he had been forbidden the house and Lucia had been commanded to repulse him. The mere fact that she promised faithfully to do so, in pres ence of her father's wrath, had no ip Ouence on her when once she was thrown with her lover. It was a choice of evils: whether she should oppose her parents or Taunton, and she chose the former as less unpleasant Just at first they kept their meetings secret, but once they were discovered, they threw aside concealment and saw each other openly under the very eyes of the powerless father and mother. They took long rides among the foot hills, long walks around the outskirts of the garrison, Taunton striding along with his fine head very erect, his gray yes seeing nothing but the girl at his side, who picked her way daintily among the litter of tin cans and brok en bottles and old horseshoes that marked the approach to the post There were no leafy bowers under which to stroll and no velvet sward to press their feet upon; but they could well afford to Ignore the surroundings; It is only lator In life that we learn the value of the background of the picture. At the hops, too, they danced together S great deal of the time and made no secret of their infatuation. Captain Rossini looked savage and Mrs. Ros sini was manifestly uneasy, but an open scene was nof to be thought of, public opinion being against the parents. There were bad half-hours and tearful nights for Lucia after each defiance, but there was more sweet in Taunton's love than bitter In her father's fury. And sC it happened that the long ) While tolling, and striving. He's constantly thriving, t And helps all he can. A good friend, and brother, To mnny another, A warm-hearted man. With prrit for a lever, Success crowns endeavorj He knows when to stop. From Klght never swerving. Till, thankful, deserving. Ho reaches the top. Flndley Braden, In The Gentlewoman. .t ft 3 s tvii lur me uin ttuu notes of the "Santiago" were bearing the two onward with the other dancers. Bnatches of singing, of laughter, and of conversation sounding with the music, until they broke in suddenly, drown ing it all, a clang, a roar, a bellow of thunder. The music hesitated for an instant; for an instant there was a cessation of movement and exclama tions of fear; then the bright figures swayed on and the chatter was re sumed and the damp, cool wind of a summer shower blew over them while the rain beat down on the roof and ground. But Taunton's eyes had lost, some how, the look of perfect content; the girl's head was farther away from his shoulder, and the swing had gone from their step. They stopped by an open window to let the fresh wind blow over them. There came a sudden gust which wafted in a great dark butter fly that, in the rays cf artificial light, seemed dead black, the omen of im pending harm. It fluttered for an in stant, 'dazzled end wind-beaten; flut tered and circled around, then, spread ing its shadow wings, it floated stead ily, relentlessly upon Taunton and the girl beside him. She watched it with parted lips and frightened eyes as it came toward her out of the lightning streaked night, and neither moved un til it sank and settled cq her light hair. Then she threw up both arms and brushed It off with a heavy blow. The creature of the night flew out into the storm again with a drooping wing. An orderly crossed the hop-rcom to the adjutant, who was speaking to the band-master, but none of the listening ears could hear the soldier's message. "Well, play It if you can find the music," the adjutant said coolly, then wheeled about and followed the order ly. He was back again in ten minutes, speaking hurriedly to Taunton. Taun ton answered, bowed his head, and, turning away, crossed the room to where Captain Rossini stood with his daughter. "Good-evening, captain," he said, and waiting for no reply, put his band on Lucia's arm and drew her aside with an air of proprietorship that left the father aghast. "Lucia, listen, dear. I've hardly time for even this good-by. Don't look bo frightened; it amounts to nothing. Some trouble over at the agency that makes it necessary for me to go up there instantly with a detachment. You know there has been expectation of trouble for some time. My dear child, you must not look like that; how silly of a soldier's daughter! I tell you I'll be back in a few days. If you are going to faint, come out in the air; the rain has stopped." She took his arm and let him drag her out upon the steps. The music came to them from within end smoth ered the sound of their voices. "Marlon, you aren't going to go away? How can you, how can you?" she said, in a whisper. "How can I? Why, because I'm or dered. But I've an order for you in turn." "Well?" She bent her fan and worked her fingers nervously, still leaning hard on his arm. "You must go with me Instantly and tell your father." "I won't," Bhe answered, with set teeth. "Why, but Lucia, you will If I say so." "I won't" "Then I'll do it alone." "I can't stop you, but If you do 1 shall hate you as much as I have loved you." "But why? He must be told some time. I'm in a fearful hurry. As a matter of fact I've no right to be here now; if the C. O. catches me, I'll get the dickens. Come along and tell him." "I said I wouldn't and I won't." "What makes you so obstinate? It's not like you." , "It's like me sometimes. It's like me when I'm afraid." "Afraid of what?" "Of papa. I wouldn't mind so dread fully if you were here, but I think it's mean and cowardly of you to leave me to bear the brunt of It all alone for days and days. It might kill me. I'm about worried to death now." A tear dropped on Taunton's hand and melted his firmness in a moment. He began to plead. "But, Lucia, he must know in a few weeks at most. I've let you persuade me too long al ready. We ought to have been brave and open in the first place, or else have gone up and made our confession immediately.' - What the deuce ever made me give in to your silly fears. I can't understand." "You were glad enough to get me 'most anyway." "I suppose that's it But let me tell your father now. It would be so much better In case anything were to happen to me." 'Oh, Marlon, there's no danger, Is there?" "Probably not. But you can"t al ways be sure. You see, it would be better to have it over with if I should get hurt." 'You won't. I'm sure you won't Don't tell him yet, Marlon, please don't, and oh, don't get killed! Do you think the black butterfly meant anything do you?" 'Of course not. Lucia, I'm doing wrong to give in to you. I know it, and but here comes Murray, he must not catch me here. Good-by, little girl, gocd-by. I wish you were braver. Adlos." Taunton ran down the steps and. keeping In the shadow of the buildings strode off to the troop quarters. Aud the girl stood there in the darkness looking with wide eyes up at the sky, where gray, thick clouds drifted to gether and apart, showing patches of Btarry black heavens and covering them over as quickly. The cotton- woods rustled in the wind, end her hair blew about her face, all damp and clinging. She bent her fan until one at the' sticks snapped, and started at the sound. She turned about and look ed at the barracks where P Troop was making ready to depart a portion of the troop, that is. Men ran by alone, or leading horses; orderlies galloped beneath the shadow of the trees. Shak ing with cold she stood there, her heart seemed numb and still. From the open door of the soldiers' quarters fell bars of .light, and uniformed fig ures passed in end cut, forward and backward. She saw Taunton run along and hurry to his house. In five min utes he was back again in scouting clothes. All this the light from the barracks showed her. When he had started for his quarters," she had wav ered for a second, almost determined to go to him and tell him she would do as he wished. But, as usual, it ended in indecision. It would be all right when he came back; it would be time enough then. She threw up her arm and brushed away a flying black thing, whose big soft wings had touched her cheek. The music tiad stopped and begun again, and again stopped while she stood there. People had passed by her, going cut, but they bad not seen her in the shadow of the corner. There came a sudden silence. The leaves of the trees stoppd their whis perings, the wind died away in the night, the voices about ceased their murmuring, the rain-drops clung to the branches; and out from the silence came the word of command which all the garrison and the rigid woman were waiting to hear: "Prepare to mount. Mount." A clash of accoutrements, a tramp ing of hoofs, the wind blew fresh once mure, the leaves rustled and shook down the drops and the world went on. The woman brushed her hair from her eyes, gathered up her skirts, and walked home alone. It was a beautiful morning after the storm. Every one was on the porches watching gnard-mountlng with as much Interest as if it had never been gone through before,, deply engrossed in the choosing of the commanding officer's orderly. A second lieutenant sat upon the steps of Captain Rossini's quarters, be side the captain's fair daughter, who was smiling and talking in her old lively way. The second lieutenant re flected that she could not have been much In love with Taunton after all; she seemed in no wise depressed by his absence on an expedition which was net quite safe at best. The sec ond lieutenant gathered hopes, for there was a lingering fondness for the pretty creature in his own heart. So they talked and laughed and watched guard-mounting in the sun shine of the cool summer morning. When it was over, and the adjutant and officer of the day and ex-officer of the day were going their ways, there came a sound of the hoofs of a gallop ing horse end a courier from the agency drew up at the commandant's quarters, while the people en the porches craned their necks and strain ed their ears In a vain attempt to hear the mud-splashed man's message. The Rossini's bouse was next to the commanding officer's. Lucia jumped up and ran down near the courier. "Lucia! come back here! What do you mean?" thundered the captain, in dulging in some assorted oaths. She wheeled around and faced him. "I am going to see what has happened to my husband," she said, deliberately, and did not wait to notice the look on his dark face. The second lieute nant leaned against the railing for support The courier's words were low; but Lucia heard the tiding of death as plainly as If he had shouted them aloud. She flushed and then turned very pale. There came a queer thud In her heart, and a whir in her head, and all she saw was thousands upon thousands of black butterflies that flew around her. She laughed and put up her hands to sleze them, bit at tbem, struck at them, shook her clenched flst3 at them, fighting off the dull wings that only herself could see. Reprinted from the Argonaut. A Test of Conservation, Do you Bhow your love by your works? While you have time, as you have opportunity, do you in fact 'do good to all men," neighbors or strang ers, friends or enemies, good or bad? Do you do them all the good you can, endeavoring to supply all their wants, assisting them both In body and soul, to the uttermost ol your rower? John Wesley. The Greed GREATEST OF ALL MORAL ISSUES. By Governor of Nebraska. HERB are many moral issues confronting the American people today, but In my opinion the greatest of these is greed for gold. This Is really the fountain head of most, If not all of the great moral issues, and the cause for their existence can usually- ba traced to the Kteat desire for per- T X I personal aggrandizement or accumulation of wealth. II The desire to make money Is not in itself an issue, II fn. wo Vint.n Cnftnttiffil OrlmnnltlAn tf Ka rllllPPnt And Tint Blothful in business, the desire is prompted by an evil motive, or the means employed to ac quire it are questionable or unlawful. The fact that a vast number of greed for riches and have an all-consuming desire to make money regardless of principles, is evidence enough that this question is decidedly a moral one. Wealth is being hoarded up, not for the good that it can do humanity, but for the power that it represents power to be used for selfish ends, for politi cal preferment, and ofttlmes for purposes inimical to good government. Tho greatest abuse of this power est cities, where elections seldom pass and where franchises are bought and of business Is a travesty upon our governments. It is greed for cold that makes the tors' savings on tho board of trade; loaning of large amounts of trust funds upon worthless securities; and it is greed for gold that prompts the officers of an insurance company to use their reserve funds for personal gain. I am not one of those who believe going to the bad. Far from it! As a people, we are becoming more enlight ened; our ideals are getting higher and broader, and as time goes on our nation is growing more potent among the powers of the world, with its in fluence ever on the side of peace and us to see by the light of recent events a noticeable quickening of the public conscience. But there must be a greater awakening on the part of our citi zens to the dangers that best our nation. We are prone to place a premium upon the accumulation of riches regardless of the means employed, and to measure a man's success by the amount of money he has acquired. This of Itself lends respectability to the man of illicit wealth and makes the issue a most dangerous one. We must have, and I believe we shall have, a higher and better standard by which our daily lives will be measured, and when that time comes tho ban will be placed upon all unjust methods used lor the accummulatlon of wealth. rv uutiere -v"cj Good Farms r Rti it), in. EVER has there been a time in the last fifty years more favorable for investment in New England farm, property so far, as least, as relates to Vermont. In the Champlaln valley farms can be bought from $25 to $50 per acre that are as productive as the choice lands of the West. In fact, the buildings alone, on many of them, cost what is asked for the farm. With railroads, good highways, access to markets by way of Lake Cham plaln, the Champlaln canal and Hudson river, is there any N reason why farming should not be among the foremost enterprises? Why capital should seek the high priced lands of Illinois and Iowa, or other West ern StateB upon which to grow its grain and meat, is a confusing question. Suppose a farmer in Vermont should put in as much personal effort and business sagacity as his Iowa brother on land that costs him $30 per acre, against the $75 par acre Iowa land? The rate percent of profit would take care of itself. The assertion is made, and can be maintained, tnai mere is no business going more sure of successful returns than farming right here in Vermont There has never been a time when It paid better than now, considering the amount of money employed to conduct it Think of an in vestment of $3000 to $4000 for a farm of one to two hundred acres that will keep a dairy of twenty to thirty cows or a like proportion of sheep or young cattle. At present rates for money In savings banks, 31-2 to 4 percent the $4000 Investment would call for $160 Income at the highest rate. What kind of a farmer are you that cannot get more than this out of your $4000 in a farm? What kind of stocks of syndicates or mines are you going to Invest in that will come anywhere near the solidity and safety of this $4000 farm? True, the scarcity of labor Is a handicap to farming. Investigate and you will find that every other line of business has its uphill sides. Ask the contractor, the manufacturer, tho merchant, and see. At present prices for farms and no safer investments can be found. Probably a like condition Holds tnrougn out the choice farm sections of all the New England States. There seems to be a boom in farm lands in many sections in Maine. New England is being overlooked too alluring. Lands there are too nign. is coming to be recognized. On Taxation of Spinsters By George Harvey. IIY not tax old maids? As a class, they enjoy all the ad vantages of civilization, barring those of a minor nature excluded by their own insistent regard for the conventions, and make no adequate return. True, their property, if real, is forced to yield a slight contribution to the common fund for preservation of order and protection of life and Hbtrty, but their personal possessions are practically immune from imposts, nnd tho less said of their contributions to customs w revenue, perhaps, -the better. Moreover, me great, ma jority of them have no substantial acquisitions and, though in special in stances no doubt a joy, are generally a burden -upon patient relatives. Thus they become mere clogs upon tho wheels of progress from the sheer ob stinacy that holds them from the performance of their proper tasks In life. Harper's Bazaar. Chanty h By IV. F. Rice. k m HARITY is an Ingenious Scheme of philanthropy by which the giver is the real C avail themselves of the fulness of its benevolent provisions. Thev are the beneficiaries. The poor can be grateful. It Is the privilege of the V J I One who has 2 II righteous self-complacency which an act of charity affords M 1J has failed to make One must not ire not synonymous they are not very careful about thl3, or the first thing he knows he will be really denying himself something, or maklns some personal sacrifice which is not only unnecessary but very Irkcomo and very, very common. One should l&ave that for those who cannot afford anything tetter. Life. 99 John Mickey, but It becomes a moral issue when our people are filled with an abnormal in a political way is found In our larg without the commission of some fraud; sold like personal property. This kind ballot system and upon our municipal president of a bank risk his deposi it is greed for gold that causes the that this great country of ours is Justice. We have but to look about Are Cheap Hlsrbee. farm prouuets in tne nampiam vauey, by investors, 'Ihe great west nas oeen Here mey are wo iow, onu wis mci the flr-CT3B beneficiary. Only the rich can really poor always to be grateful. never treated himself to that feeling of the most of his opportunities. confuse generosity with charity. They even distantly related. Onf must be for Gold The Evolution of nousenom Remedies. n ? The modern patent medicine busi ness U the natural outgrowth of the old-tlmo household remedies. In tho early history of this country, EVERY FAMILY HAD ITS HOME MADE MEDICINES. Herb teas, bit ters, laxatives and tonics, were to be found in almost every house, com pounded by tho housewife, sometimes assisted by the apothecary or the fam ily doctor. Such remedies as plcra, which was aloes and quassia, dis solved in apple brandy. Sometimes hop tonic, made of whiskey, hops and bitter barks. A score or more of pop ular, home-made rrmedies were thus compounded, tho formulae for which were passed along from house to house, sometimes written, sometimes verbally communicated. 'Ihe patent medicine business is natural outgrowth from this whole some, old-time custom. In the begin ning some enterprising doctor, im- I'rcsDi-u vy me usefulness oi one oi these home - mado remedies, would take It up, Improve It in many ways, manufacture it on a largo scale, ad vertise It mainly through almanacs for the home, and tlins it would be come used over a large area. LAT TERLY THE HOUSEHOLD REMEDY BUSINESS TOOK A MORE EXACT AND SCIENTIFIC FORM. Peruna was originally one of these . old-time remedies. It was used by the Mennonites, of Pennsylvania, be fore it was offered to the public for sale. Dr. Hnrtrnnn, THE ORIGINAL COMPOUNDER OF PERUNA, is of filennonite origin. First, he pre scribed it for his neighbors and his nntlnnto Tl.n .,..1.. n I . J- and at last ho established a manufi tory and furnished it to tho gene drag trade. Peruna is useful in a great man climatic aliments, sucli as couehi colds, sore throat, bronchitis and tarrhal diseases generally. THOU SANDS OF FAMILIES HAVE LEARNED THE USE OF PERUNA and its value in the treatment of these ailments. They have learned to trust and believe in Dr. Hartman's judg-f ment, and to rely on his remedy, Pe runa. George Compere has returned from China with a parasite that will speedily destroy the red scale that has been such a pest to the citrus groves of California. FITS.St. Vitus'Dance :Nervons Diseases nor- manentlycured by Dr. Kline's Great Nerve Restorer. S3 trial bottle and treatise free. Dr. H. R. Kline, Ld.,'.ini Arch St., Phila., Pa. City Names on Stamps. The idea of impressing tfie names of cities on the postage stamps, as will soon be done In this country, is not a new one, for it has been fol lowed in Mexico and other countries, I but it has never been done to the ex.- tent to which It is proposed by the United States government, ...It will Involve considerable additional work in the printing and Issuing Of the stamps, but will be a safeguard which will result In an enormous saving ana, in a great measure, prevent thieving. Six thousand cltle3 of this country will be supplied with these " special stamps. Twenty-six of these cities will be honored to the extent of hav ing their respective names woven in to the design of thes tamp, while In the other instances the name will be printed across the face of the stamp Frog With Habits. South America haB a frog of pe culiar habits. Dwelling in the virgin forest, at the tops of the highest yfees, it chooses as the site of its ilursery some hollow stump and then, 'proceeds to line it with rosin procured from trees in the neighborhood. Bays the New York "Tribune." This lining serves to catch and holer the rain-water with which it quickly becomes filled. As soon as this takes place the eggs are laid therein, and here they under go development. Into tadpoles. How the rosin Is collected Is a mystery, nor Is it yet known how the separate pieces become welded to form the watertight basin necessary to insure the safety of the treasures deposited therein. ArrEXDICITIS Not at all Necessary to Operate. In Many Cases. . , Automobiles and Appendicitis scare some people before they are hit. Appendicitis is often caused by too much starch in the bowels. Starch is hard to digest and clogs up the di gestive machinery also tends to form cakes in the cecum. (That's the blind pouch at entrance to the ap pendix). A N. H. elrl had aDDendicitis, but lived on milk forawbile tnen tirap Nuts and got well without an oper tion. She says: "Five years ago wl at school. I suffered terribly v ennati nation and lndleestlon." I much starch, white bread, pota etc.. which she did not diEest.) t "Soon after I left school I ha attack of appendicitis and for thtr j weeks lived on milk and va When I recovered enough to eat w ZOOu mere was uuluiu& m v - l . 1. MA i.nttl a tpianA ranrtrti. agree wnu wc, uuui . .. mended Grape-Nuts. "When I began to eat Grape-Nut I weighed 98 lbs., but I soon grew t 115 lbs. The distress after eatin left me entirely and -now I am like a new person." (A little Grape-Nats dissolved ir hot water or milk would have bei much better for this case than mill; alone, for thi starchy part ot th wheat and barley is changed into form of dlee3tible sujar in makin Grape-Nuts.) Name given by Postur Co.. Battlu Creek. Mien. 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