AN ANTIQUK ELEGY.
O Mother guard my little maid
Whom now I trust to you,
Comfort her If she seem nfrald
Of arms and faces new!
A single year on yesterday
Had ended since she enme,
Tet listen to the baby way
She knows me by my name!
-f4
What Doris
By ELIZABETH ROBBINS
Doris went to her room and locked
herself In. She wanted to get away
from everybody from Aunt Clara try
ing to sew with her twisted fingers in
that old wheel chair; from Aunt Huth,
going about with the martyr-like ex
pression she always wore when Blie
had one of her headaches; from the
fretting of Dot, her seven year-old sis
ter, who was feeling very much out of
sorts; from the new hired girl, who
had developed a temper and was
Showing it by slamming the dinner
dishes as she washed them.
It seemed to Doris that she was the
one of the family who had the great
est reason to look martyr-like and
lam things and be cross. It was so
dreadful to be poor and to have eyes
that were not strong. She felt thnt
She could have endured one of the)
afflictions, but both together !
She had been forced to give up work
ing In Mr. Ellsworth's office beeau33
her eyes would mt stand It, and there
were other things she could do but fcr
her eyes; and if she could not earn
money, and had nono to start with,
how was she ever to go to college?
Then mamma's encouraging her to
take the college examination right af
ter she graduated from high school, in
June, because there might be some
way provided, had made it seem as if
there really would be. And now, when
It was September and almost time for
the term to begin, and Mary Clark and
Jessie Williamson and Helen Davis
were going, mamma said she could see
no possible way for her to go. It was
cruel! '.hat was Just what It was. And
mamma didn't care a single nilte.
Doris caught herself up here with a .
little tinge of remorse. Mamma hadn't
said much, but she must be a little
eorry, for ever since that last talk,
When Doris had said it seemed as if
Bho didn't want to live if she couldn't
have a college education, her mother
had refrained, from asking her to do
the least thing about the house. She
knew that Doris hated housework, but
unless she was sorry for her about
something she tried nearly every day
to make her do more to help.
1 "I despise housework, and I'm not
going to do a bit more of it than I
have to," was Doris' attitude, and
whatever she did do was done under
protest.
So generally mamma did the work
that Doris would not do, and much be
i Bides. Aunt Clara, who was mamma's
aunt, had a little Income, and so had
Aunt Ruth, who was mamma's sister
And a widow, and Doris' father had
left a little property when he died,
Boon after Dot was born; but alto
gether it was not nearly enough to sup
port them, and so mamma had a small
millinery business. In the slack sea
son she did a good part of the house
work, for Aunt Ruth was not strong,
and Aunt Clara was a cripple, but
when, as now, the busy season was on,
they had a girl. People had a habit
of coming to mamma when there was
sickness in their families, for she had
a gift for nursing, but she could never
Btay long at a time, for she had to be
at home to put Aunt Clara to bed, and
In the morning to get ber up. She
planned the clothing for the family
also, though Aunt Ruth did most of
the sewing, and even if they were poor
there were very few girls who dressed
as prettily and in such good taste as
Doris Eastman.
"Yes, I suppose mamma does feel
orry for me, in a way," Darig admitt
ed, continuing her reflections, "but she
can't really sympathize with me at all,
her tastes are so very different from
mine. She likes millinery, I suppose,
and housework and nursing. I don't
Imagine she ever had the least desire
for an education, so how can she pos
sibly understand how I feel?"
There was the sound of footsteps
approaching and then Pot's fretful
olce: "Can't I come In, Doris?"
', "No, you can't," Doris answered, Ir
ritably. "Well, here' a letter the postman
Just brought."
The door was opened sufficiently to
take In the letter, then locked again.
Doris studied the address, not at first
' recognizing the writing. "Why, It's
from Nellie Bird," she said, after look
ing at the postmark. "It's so long
since she has written, I thought she
had dropped the correspondence. What
a thick letter!"
Upon opening It; however, Doris
found only a brief note from her friend
explaining the rest, of the enclosure.
" "In looking over some old letters," she
wrote, "I came across these, written
hy your mother to mine two of them
when they were the same age that we
are, 17. They interested me very
much, and I thought they would you,
bo I asked mother to let me sand them
to you. I think your mother must be
lovely."
Strange to say, Doris was only mild
ly interested, even thongh she knew
very little about her mother's girlhood.
Mrs. Eastman had never been one to
Bay iuucu auuui nersuii. i ue paper was
yellow with age, "But what pretty
wrhlng!" Did mamma use to write like
Teach her to pity! to divine
ninily among the shades
How here on earth not one la mine
Of all the Uttlo maids!
O Earth, with (lowers on her eyes.
Bo thou as sweet as she!
Bo thou as Unlit wheie now she lies,
As she was I'glit on thee!
-Witter Bynncr, In American Magazine.
Did Not Know
thnt?" She looked at the dates, so as
to begin the first one. Thirty-five years
ago! It seemed a long time to Doris.
Girls at that date must have been very
crude.
"My dearest friend," the letter be
gan, "I have the most delightful, the
most wonderful news to tell you. You
know and you only, till lately, there
has seemed so little chance of its ever
coming to pass how I longed and
longed either to have a college educa
tion, or to Btudy to be a physician. Not
merely because I love to study, but be
cause it lii8 seemed as if, with these
advantages, I could be of so much
more use in the world and do so much
more good. What will you say when
I tell you my wildest dreams and fond
est hopes are coming true, and even
better than I ever dared dream or
hope? I am to do both go through col
Ige and then take a four years' medi
cal course! Aunt Clara has offered to
furnish the money. It was a great sur
prise, for I had supposed that she was
opposed to the higher education of
girls, and would be horrified at the
idea of a girl studying medicine.
"I waited about telling you till I
had passed my college examinations.
My percent came this morning. I
had trembled for fear I would not pass,
but they write me that I did splendid
ly. Mother has begun to plan my
dresses. I am perfectly happy. I feel
so settled, now that I know what life
work is to be, and oh! how I will
work! Write me and tell me that you
are glad for me. Your true friend,
Annie."
Doris looked up from the letter with
a dazed expression on her face. That
letter from her mother? It seemed
incredible. But she never went to col
lege or to the medical school Indeed,
till this minute Doris had never known
that she had even contemplated go
ing. What had prevented! She knew
that Aunt Clara had lost the greater
part of her fortune, but that had hap
pened a good many years later, after
her niece's marriage. Then Doris be
thought herself that probably the oth
er letters would solvthe mystery, and
she took up the second one.
"Dear Friend: How can I tell you.
Two weeks ago, a few days after my
last letter, my sister Ruth Informed us
that Henry had been offered a fine po
sition in South America, and they had
decided to be married at once, so she
could go with htm. This was quite a
shock, as they had thought their en
gagement would be a long one. Two
days later Dr. Elliot came to me and
told me that my dear mother's health
was so far from what It should be that
she must be spared all the care and
work and excitement possible If we
would keep her with us. He had not
told Ruth or the boys not even fa
ther. Of course I saw at once why he
had told me. It was very hard to give
up my dream of an education, but that
was nothing compared to my anxiety
for mother. Now that my attention
had been called to it, I could see my
self that she was not at all strong, but
Ruth's going would make everything
harder for her. So I told them that I
had decided not to accept Aunt Clara's
generous offer, but to stay at home
and be domestic. I saw that mother
suspected I did It on her account, but I
put on such a cheerful air, then and
since, that I think I have entirely al
layed her suspicions.
"So now to learn to be a housekeep
ersomething, as you know, that I
have no taste at all for. But I am
going to try very hard to like It, and
If I cannot conquer my aversion to It,
nobody shall suspect that I do not pre
fer It to any other work in the world.
With much love, Annie."
The third letter told briefly and
pathetically of the mother's death,
eight years later. Doris' eyes filled
with tears as she read it. Then she
replaced the letter in the envelope
and sat very still, thinking. Once she
murmured, "If my eye3 wouldn't stand
office work, how did Uhlnk they could
stand college work."
The sun set, the electric lights
flashed cut over in the square, and
Doris' room grew quite dark before she
heard her mother's latch key In the
front door. Then she started up and
went downstairs with a rush.
Her mother did not think It any
thing strange when Doris, gave her a
hug, though It was more emphatic than
usual, but when Doris helrfxl her
with her wrap and hat, and made ber
sit down and have her rubbers taken
off the ground was damp from a re
cent rain she did lock aurpiised.
Doris scanned her mother's face at
the tea table, and a choky feeling came
in her throat and made It hard for
her to swallow. Why, oh, why had
she not noticed before how pale and
tired and worn her mother looked? She
hardly ate anything, either, and small
wonder, for the toast was burned, the
baked apples only half done, the tea
had been boiled, and the milk to put
in It was sour. Everybody looked mis
erable, Aunt Clara furtively wiped
away a tear once In a while and Dot
fretted.
"Mrs. Wilkes cams to the rooms this
afternoon and wanted me to come to
night and stay with- her sick daugh
ter," Doiis' mother said as she lose
from the tab. o ami began to wheel
Aunt Clara Into the sitting room.
"You're surely not going?" Aunt
Ruth exclaimed.
"Yes, I promised I'd come."
"You ought not to .go, Annie," Aunt
Ruth protested, almost in tears. "It's
too much, wl:h all the other work you
have to do. You mnt s und it."
Ordinarily this tcnveiWicii would
have received but scant attention from
Doris. Now It alarmed her and she
strained her ears to hear what her
mother would Bay, for they had passed
into the sitting room.
"I begin to thkik I can sland almost
anything." The tone was a little hit
ter, which was very unusual.
"Are you still breaking your heart
over not being able to send Doris to
college?" Aunt Ruth asked In a low
tone, and a little reprovingly.
Doris could just catch her mother's
low spoken answer, "How can I help
It, when sho wants so much to go?"
In a few minutes Doris followed the
others into the sitting room. Dot was
climbing Into mother's lap, and teas
ing for a story In tho whining tone
she had used all the afternon.
"Leave mamma alone, Dot," Doris
exclaimed, almost roughly. Then with
sudden Inspiration, "Come up stairs
and let me put you to oed, and I'll tell
you two stories.'
When she came down half an hour
later her mother was Just wheeling
Aunt Clara to her room to put her to
bed. "May I go, too?" Doris naked
Impulsively. "I want to learn how to
do it."
"Certainly you may," Aunt Clara an
swered. "I'd be bo glaS If you could
take me off your mother's hand o.-.ce
in a while and give her a little re
spite." "I'm afraid the lifting will be too
hard for you," her mother said, anxi
ously. Doris laughed. She was nearly bIs
inches taller than her mother and ten
pounds heavier, and prided herself on
being athletic, "Tell me Just how,"
she said, "and hands off."
"You did It as well'as any one need
to," was Aunt Clara's verdict when
she was fixed for the night.
"You are very .thoughtful tonight,
dear," her mother said, as they left
the room together. "Now, I'll mix up
a batch of bread and get the kindlings
ready and hide th? kerossi.e can so
Norah won't seo it to llglit the fire,
and lock the cellar door, and ol I
must change the buttons on Dot's new
Bhoes."
"Show me how, mamma, and let me
do it all," urged Doris, and again her
mother's gaze rested on her wonder
Ingly. Mr. Wilkes came for Mrs. Eastman
just as Doris was sewing on the last
button.
"What has come over Doris?" her
mother and her two aunts asked ach
other as the days went on. "She hardly
allows me to lift my hands to do any
thing When I am at home," her moth
er said, with tears In her eyes. 'She
helps me so much, too," said Aunt
Ruth. "She really seems to want to
learn to do things." "And she gets
along so nicely with Dot and Is so
cheerful," said Aunt Clara. "The house
seems a different place."
Perhaps they all doubted If this
heavenly state of things would last. If
so, they were pleasantly disappointed,
for Doris' helpfulness and cheerful
ness Increased rather than diminished.
Indeed, when Norah quite suddenly de
parted, Doris Insisted that with a wom
an to come in and work a few hours
twice a week she could do the house
work herself.
'.'You have no Idea how much extra
work Norah's being here made," she
said. "Take that extra work out and
she didn't do so very much. Then
think how nice It will be to be by
ourselves!"
After some resistance from her
mother Bhe was allowed to try it, and
the experiment was a great success.
When questnoned by her mother as
to her feelings in regard to the college
education, Doris answered bravely that
she didn't regret It a mite, and that
probably her eyes wouldn't have held
out any way.
Although Mr. Eastman worked very
hard In the millinery rooms, when the
busy season closed she was looking
better and feeling less tired than when
It began, "All of which Is owing to my
good Doris," she said, with an affec
tionate glance at her elder daughter.
"And now, said Doris, "you are go
ing to have a real little rest, for I'm
not going to let you do any more at
home than you have been doing."
Not long after this Mrs. Eastman
was urged to accept a position as a
nurse and companion to an old friend,
a Mrs. Delavan, who was rich and a
widow.
"Of course you will go," Aunt Ruth
said. "She is going to pay you far
more than you could earn nursing any
wher.e else; she Is lovely to take care
of, and she says you can have three
hours every afternoon to spend with
us here. It seems to me Ideal for a
person who likes nursing, as you do."
"Yes," admitted her sister, "but It
will make It so confining for Doris if
I go away from home."
"Nonsense!" said Doris. "I dont
mind that. The real question is, will
It be easier for you than going here,
there and everywhere to take care of
everybody?"
"It will be easier than anything I
ever did," said her mother, "and that
is what makes me feel as IX I were
selfish to go."
"That settles it," said Doris, with a
laugh. "You are going, mamma. And
I think you had better sell out that
old millinery business; you know yon
dont like the work, and.lt tires you
so."
"I would have to do that If I went
to Mrs. Delavan's," said her mother.
So the change was made and a year
passed.
"Doris grows more beautiful in char
acter every day," Aunt Clura and Aunt
Ruth agreed. "She's letting me Issrn
to cook," said Dot, "and it 8 great
fun. She's awfully nice to me." "She
seems so well," SRld ber mother.
Another year passed mid then the
even current of their lives was Inter
rupted by the death of Mrs. Delavan.
One night, when Mi-b. Kostman had
a little recovered from the lust few
weeks they had been hard ones, and
she sincerely mourned her friend
she called Doris to her.
"There Is something I have not told
you yet," she said.- "Mrs. Delavan
made a will, and I was asked to re
main after the funeral and hear It
read."
"Yes, mamma," said Doris, wonder
ing a little.
"How are you eyes now, dearest?"
her mother asked.
"Why, I haven't thought anything
about them for ever so long. They
must be a great deal stronger than
they were when I left school," Doris
answered, wondering still more nt the
sudden change of subject.
"That Is good," said her mother In
a tone of satisfaction. "I was going to
tell you that I found that Mrs. Dela
van had remembered me In her will.
There Is enough coming to me with a
little that I have laid by so that now
you can have the college education
you have so longed for, and which you
so well deserve."
"Oh, mamma!" cried Doris. Then
doubtfully, "But ought I to go and
leave you?"
"Certainly you ought," her mother
reassured her. "I've set my heart on
It. It will give me greater happiness
than It will you!"
"You are so good nnd unselfish that
I really believe It will and that is
saying a good deal, for It seems as If
I wanted to go more than ever," said
Doris.' "But I wish" she added wist
fully, "that you could have had your
education, too, little mother."
And then she told for the first time,
about the three old letters and their
Influence upon her. Presbyterian
Banner.
QUAINT AND CURIOUS.
The average weight of a Greenland
whale Is 100 tons, which Is equal to
that of 87 elephants.
The demand Is composed of crys
tallized carbon. Diamonds have been
made by artificial means, but at great
cost.
An old morgue in Covington, Ky.,
has been converted into a dance hall.
It will be used exclusively by society
folk.
The fulness of sailors' pants from
the knee down Is designed to give a
freer movement and to permit of their
being rolled up for washing decks,
etc.
The barometer rock of Finland
composed of rock salt, niter and clay
turns from gray to black before rain,
a white efflorescence of salt appearing
In dry weather.
The new Temple Israel at Boston Is
the Bole representative In this country
of a type of art which flourished In
the most prosperous period of the He
brew national history.
Physicians of the Lying-in hospital
of New York City, who visit mothers
In the tenement houses, make a sur
prising record with, a trifle less than
one death In each 1000 cases.
New York City Is now growing twice
as fast as London, and It is estimated
that the city now contains 4,650,000
persons. Ia the Immediate district de
pending on the metropolis there are 6,
200,000 persons.
Many persons In New York City evi
dently think that business done in
their proper names is not so well, for
there are In Broadway and Sixth ave
nue 47 signs that give fictitious names
of proprietors of stores.
No fewer than twelve million acres
of barren land have been made fruit
ful in the Sahara desert, an enterprise
representing the most remarkable ex
ample of Irrigation- by means of arte
sian wells which can anywhere be
found.
It has been proved that bo fewer
than 32,000 beggars are at present
making a better living in Vienna than
ordinary workmen. One notorious
family of professional beggars recent
ly gave a grand ball and a concert
at a local hotel.
It is estimated that nearly $500,000
is spent each year In providing hooks
and eyes to kep feminine apparel to
gether. Every dress that Is made now
adays Is fastened with these Invisible
clasps, and they are seldom used the
second time. Like the old query
about pins, one wonders what becomes
of these millions of hooks and eyes
bought every year.
Slow-Going England.
If the English channel were on this J
side of the Atlantic, it is quite safe
to say that trains would long ago
have been running from London to Par
Is and back without "breaking bulk."
In France and England they are Just
beginning to talk about this obvious
economy and advantage. New York
Times. I
PEARL8 OF THOUGHT.
Forced honesty never as any roots.
Only a coward will 1 !Je behind his
conscience.
The lofty work often falls to the low
ly In spirit.
Tour superiority does not depend on
your pedestal.
The greatest sermons are those out
side of sentences.
The best appreciation of any truth
is Its application.
Religion is the touch of the Infinite
on all our affairs.
An honest message never has trou
ble finding bearers.
Self Is the only thing that really
can break love ties.
It takes more than headache cures
to set the heart right.
It takes more than soft solder to
cement souls together.
Tho only worthy high living is that
which puts the soul on top. "
The saddest Infidelity is being faith
less to the best we know.
It is easy to attribute to foes fail
ures due to our own faults.
A cross disposition Is no evidence
of bearing the divine crosB.
No great deeds are done without the
doing of many little details,
When a man is a god to himself, he
Is the opposite to all others.
The major blessings often come
from what we call the minor virtues.
The best cure for a destroying of
the world is the divine love of the
world.
The preacher who really feeds his
congregation will have no trouble in
filling his church.
No man ever found that laying up
treasures in heaven prevented his find
ing real treasures here.
It's a good deal easier to bring a
little piece of heaven to earth every
day than to try to lift the world to
heaven all at once. From "Sentence
Sermons," In the Chicago Tribune.
NEW YORK LEADS IN PAPER.
Value of Book Paper Greater Than
of Other Varieties.
Bulletin 80, which has just been Is
sued by the Census Bureau, presents
statistics relating to the manufacture
of paper and wood pulp. The growth
of the industry in the five years be
tween 1900 and 1905 surpassed the
growth in the preceding ten years.
Thus the value of products, which In
creased by $48,388,978 between 1890
and 1900, Increased by $01,389,027 be
tween 1900 and 1905; the capital em
ployed, which Increased by $77,678,165
In theten-year period preceding 1900,
increased by $109,936,758 In the next
five years.
The leading state In this Industry Is
New York, for which the reported pro
duct at the census of 1905 was $37,
750,605. The state which ranks next
in value of product is Massachusetts,
for which the return was $32,012,247.
Maine comes next with a value of pro
duct reported at $22,951,124. Then
come, in the order named, Wisconsin,
($17,844,174). Pennsylvania, ($15,411,
032), and Ohio, ($10,961,527.)
Of the total value of the product
($188,715,189), news paper represented
$35,906,460; book paper, $37,403,501;
fine paper, $22,219,170; wrapping ps
per,. $30,435,592; boards, $16,959,557.
The aggregate value of tissue papers
was $5,056,438; of blotting Taper, II,
046,790; of building, roof, asbestos and
sheathing papers, $3,013,404. -
In the Interval between 1900 and
1905 the production of news paper In
creased In value $15,814,586, or 78.7
percent.
New York leads In the production of
news paper, reporting a product of
$13,465,093, which was rather more
than one-third of the total product
of the United States. In the produc
tion of book paper Massachusetts Is
the leading state, the reported product
of this state being $7,515,045, which
was almost one-fourth of the total
product of the United States.
. The principal raw materials used In
the paper industry are wood, usually
spruce or poplar, rags (used for fine
paper), old or waste paper, manlla
stock, Jute bagging, rope, straw, r.,1
phur, clay, etc. The most Important
of all these, measured by quantity and
cost. Is wood.- In the paper and wood
pulp Industry over 3,000,000 cords of
wood, having a total value of over
$20,000,000, were used in the years cov
ered by the census of 1905.
Thatched Roofs In London.
Every cabman knows that there Is
a Thatched House In St. James's
street, although the name is a bare
tradition of a long departed roofing.
Like wooden houses, thatched roofs
are rare In London.
There Is a beautiful specimen In
Camberwell grove, not far from Cam
berwell Green. Standing back from
the street, it is embedded In the rich
est foliage and clad in ivy. The
thatching Is of ancient date. In good
repair and evidently the work of a
highly skilled thatcher. At tho begin
ning of the grove is a very old h.n
called the Plough, which retains all
the main features with which It was
Invested some 300 yers ago. London
Evening Standard.
Too Fastidious.
"No, Geoffrey," protested the beauti
ful girl, "you mustn't do that. I have
never allowed a young man to put
his arm around my waist."
"That being the case, Gwendolen,"
he answered, sadly, but with Inex
orable firmness, "you will have to take
your head off my shoulder." Chicago
Trlbunj.
HER HAIR.
"I've just been combine out my hair.
The locks 'that you admire.
And thought I'd write you just a nne
Before, dear, I retire."
Twas thus she wrote unto the swain
Who scarce a month ago a
Had placed a diamond glittering
Upon her hand ot snow.
8he told the simple honest truth,
Kor she would scorn to lie,
That maiden with the rosy cheek
And Innocent brown eye,
But what she didn't tell the youth
Was that the Mowing hair
She combed so carefully each night
Was fastened to a chair.
Minna Irving, In The New Tork Press
romMtvf
Ml "laogA fitiD
THE WbrLD
"Is tne Bhip stripped to repel board
ers?" "No, to repel souvenir fiends."
Cleveland Plain Dealer.
Wigg D'Auber says this picture of
his is taken from life. Wagg It's too
bad D'Auber couldn't be. Philadel
phia Record.
He You admire the view? Then
marry me, and It Is yours. She
thanks !I prefer my landscape withoua
figures. Judge.
"When a bird can sing and won't
" "Yes?" "It iBn't half the trouble
as a bird that can't sing and will."
Baltimore American.
She For nearly an hour I suffered
untold agony. He What was the
trouble didn't you have any one to
tell it to? Chicago Daily News.
Lady (age seven) How much is
that, please? Stallholder, at booth of
church fair (age nine) How much hiuA
...... .1 - ! , . n
juu uiuiutr given you to spena;
Punch.
"Tho doctors have finally agreed up-
on the cause of Markley's Illness"
"Ah, they've held another cossnl
tion?" "No; post morterm." Philadeiy
aeiy
tea-i
phia Press.
Lawyer As your husband died Intes
tate, you will, of course, get a third I
Widow Oh, I hope to get my fourth.!
He was my tniru, you Know. TowiJ
and Country.
"You live outside of the city limits'!
!Iow far outside?" "Goodness knows,
dou't. It's about 15 minutes the othe
side of where the map stops." Chi
cago Tribune.
Mother Now, you sit down In that
chair and be good for ten minutes.
Son I don't want to. Pa'll be home in
ten minutes, and I'll have to be good,
any way. Judge.
Cassidy I kin nlver git me wife
to sea things as I jee them. She's that
Casey Thrue for ye! I hear she
nlver touched a drop in her life.
Philadelphia Press.
Scribbler I understand the inmates
of the Home for the Feeble Minded are
going to publish a magazine. Qulbbl
Isn't the field rather overcrowde-
Philadelphia Record.
Subscriber (to editor) I've got some
thing here I want you to make a not
of. Editor Can't do it. Three In tti
bank now, and one gone to protest!
Atlanta Constitution.
"As a poet, however, he was some
what In advance of his age?" "In
deed?" "Yes, he tried to convert his
house Into a museum before he had
starved to death In It." Puck.
Doctor Has your husband had any
lucid Intervals since I was here last?
"Well, this morning he kept shouting
that you were an old fool, and he 'tried
to break the medicine bottles." Life
"Yes," said the young father, "we're
pretty busy at our house now. We're
moving." "Moving? Where?" "Mov
ing everything out of baby's reach.
He's learning to creep." Chicago Trib
une. "O! well, we've all got our troubles
In this world. " "O! I don't know.
Now I" "O! yes, we have. S'
have empty cupboards and po
books and otheis have automobl
and yachts." Philadelphia Press.
Rural Citizen (to son engaged
strange exercises) Jabez, what In
nation be yer tryln' t' do? His Son
It's that bar correspondence school,
dad. I got a letter from the sopho
mores yestiddy tellin' me to haze
m'self. Puck.
"Dat Missus Jackson sut'nly do be a
lucky woman, a'rlght." "Lucky? How
do you make dat out?" "Why, doan'
yo' know? Her husban's done been
sent to Jail fo' three years, an' aU
de money she earns now she kin spen'
on hers'f." Detroit Free Press.
An Ishmaelite of the Plaina.
The dead thing, wherever it lies,
still remains the coyote's choicest
feast. A creature without a friend,
an Ishmaelite whom en and animals
have combined in despising, tha Ideal
thief and vagabond of the animal
world, this gray, gaunt figurehead V
the western world still survives, J
mucn tne owner ot nu empire i
he was in the days when his ancestor
looked with cockeared astonishment
and staccato exclamations upon
avnartltlnn et Towia ttn.l flarlr fooL
ing Its way slowly across that trans.
Missouri wildernes whose future was
then undreamed. From "The Figure
head of the Frontier," by James W.
Steele in The Outing Magazine.
Mrs. John Young, residing near
Overfleld, la Barbour county, WVa.,
has learned to read ami write T-'hs
age of 80. She undertook the. tjpk be
cause aha desired to write a letter to a,
daughter.
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