SAILOR'S SONG.
When the good ship plowi through the
created wave,
'AwA K u 1 ..ll
inu wit; ouii ulcc luuuna iwv
When the straining cordage creaks and
groans
In the van of the bellowing blast,
Then up! my boys, and all on deck!
No land upon our lee!
While beneath we feel our quivering keel,
tW'e'n hurrah for the life at sea, Vo Uol
I'or the sailor's life at sea.
Oh, what ran the lnndsman know
Of the life on the roaring main,
(When the stiff nor'easters blow
O'er the miles of our watery plain?
For him is the blazing hearth,
And his child upon nis knee;
But the sailor's home
Is the ocean's foam, '
'And the salt and the swell of the sea,
Yo Ho!
For the salt and the swell of the sea.
Oh, the sea is the sailor's love.
For her the storms we brave;
!And who would a coward prove
When the winds and the waters rave?
Then up! my lads, and all on deck!
No land upon our lee!
While beneath we feel our quivering keel,
tWe'll hurrah for the life at sea, Yo Ho!
I'or the sailor's life at sea.
i The Tuftonian.
SAM AND MS BROTHER.
"Yes," Mrs. Tucker decided doubt
fully, "I'll buy some clams if you
two boys will take them to the sink
and open them,"
The two small boys lugged their
basket across the kitchen and went
quietly to work. Mrs. Tucker re
turned to her cooking, and sent oc
casional friendly glances at them;
they were good looking boys. At
Jast they showed her vhat they had
done.
"Yes, that will be enough," she
aid, and took out her purse to pay
them.
She laid ft ten-dollar bill on the
table, and then fumbling in the purse,
secured some small coins, which she
handed to the older boy. "That's
right, isn't it?" she asked.
', "Yes, ma'am, thank you."
The pot on the stove bojjan to boll
and summoned her. She dropped the
purse beside the ten-dollar bill, and
seizing the spoon, stirred rapidly. The
boys lingered at the sink, gathering
up the Bhells.
"Good-by!" said the older boy.
"Good-by!" s.id Mrs. Tucker, wlth
cut turning. "If you have any clams
on Friday, you might bring me
gome."
The Tuckers were growers of small
fruits, and as the boys made their
way down the lane toward the road
they gazsd longingly at the berry
pickers. "Would't you like to be in among
1iftm r,onhaiiliu Qatvi9." aaL'ri tha
smaller boy.
"I don't know. They ain't there to
be eaten; they're just there to be
picked," said Sam, stolidly.
"HI, there, boys!"
They turned at the shout, and saw
Mrs. Tucker and a man running to
ward them from the house.
"It's because I cracked a dish In
the sink," said the younger boy, be
ginning to run.
"Come back, Tom, come back!"
cried the older. But Tom paid no
attention and fled down the lane.
Sam walked slowly toward Mrs,
Mrs. Tucker and tha man, who came
Bp out of breath.
"Now," gasped the man angrily,
"Just hand that ten dollars over to
my wife! "
Sam stared In amazement.
"How could you?" asked Mrs.
Tucker, reproachfully. "And I
thought you were such nice boys!"
"I don't know about the ten dol
lars," said Sam, flushing in spite of
himself. "I'm sorry Tom cracked the
dish, and I'll pay for it."
He offered her the thirty cents she
bad given him.
"I don't know anything about any
cracked dish," she said. "It's the ten
dollars you or the other boy took
trom the table that I want!"
"Yes," said Mr. Tucker, harshly,
"just drop that bluff about the
cracked dish!"
The boy made no movement, but
be grew pale and stood in silence.
"Come," said Mr. Tucker, impa
tiently, "you had better confess! It
may save you from the reform
chool."
"I've got nothing to confess," said
Sam. "I don't know -anything about
the ten dollars except that I noticed
li on ine tame, -mat a an i Know."
"Maybe the other boy took it while
tnn waron't lnnlrlnir atitrtrnatA Hit
Tucker.
"Tom ain't a thief! " protested Sam,
Indignantly. "More likely I'd take it
than him. He ain't twelve years
old."
"Is he your brother?" sked Mr..
Tucker.
"Yes, air." '
"I've seen you about the village.
"Sam Williams is my name. My
father was Henry Williams that
that cf i f ilrnvfiail
Mr. Tucker's voice and manner
softened. I knew your father; he
was a good fisherman, and be was al
ways honest. I'm sorry it bis boys
ain't growin' up the same."
Sam's eyes filled and bis lips
quivered, but be only repeated:
"I don't know anything about the
ten dollars, Mr. Tucker."
Mrs. Tucker pulled at ber hus
band's arm and whispered in bis ear
and he stroked his beard and eemnri
uncertain bow to proceed. At last he
aid:
."Well, I won't do anything about
It for the present. But there's no
telling what I may do if things ain't1
straightened out pretty soon. You
can see on the face of It, it looks bad
for your brother and you."
He turned away, and so did his
wife after a commiserating glance at
the boy, who stood with downcast
head.
"I'm sure he's honest, George," she
said, as they walked back to the
house.
"Yes, I can tell .that by the look of
him," her husband answered. "Of
course it was the little fellow that
took the bill. And I'll trust this Sam
to get it back for us."
Three days later, as Mr. and Mrs.
Tucker were leaving the house, Sam
appeared before them, looking pale
and depressed. He produced a small
bag from his pocket and handed it
to Mr. Tucker, who, on opening It,
found it was full of coins.
"There's four dollars and eight
cents there," Sam said, in a low voice,
"and and will please let me work
out the rest?"
Mr. Tucker looked at him gravely.
"So you lied to me the other day?
Do you think it would be safe for me
to have such a boy as you on the
place?"
Sara blushed but did not answer.
"Where is the rest of the money
you stole?"
The boy straightened himself and
his lips trembled, as If eager to speak.
Then his head sank again, and he
said almost inaudibly:
"That's all there is left. O Mr.
Tucker, if you'll only let me, I'll do
anything anything! I'll work hard
er than any boy you ever had! "
You can join the pickers In the
south lot," Mr. Tucker said abruptly.
"Go into the packing house and get
some empty baskets."
The boy looked up at him grate-
fully and hurried away.
You know he didn't steal that
money, George," said Mrs. Tucker,
reproachfully. "Why did yon speak
to him so?"
I wanted to make it easy for him,"
answered her husband. "This is the
way he'd like to have one take it.
Don't you see? Hi. thinks we don't
suspect."
So the kindly people watched and
waited, and Sam worked away, hap
py in the delusion of his sacrifice.
At the end of the third week Mr.
Tucker called the boy to him.
Well, Sam." he said, "we're
square now. You might take a cou
ple of boxes of berries home to Tom."
"Thank you, sir," Sara answered.
"And see here. Why didn't yon
tell me in the first place it was Tom
and not you that took the money?"
The boy turned red. "I I don't
know how you found out. You won't
send him to the reform school, Mn
Tucker?" he pleaded.
"No. Tell me about the money."
"I found out; 'twas his initiation
fee. There's a lot of tough fellows
that live near us, and they'd started
a robbers' gang and got Tom into It.
Every one who joined had to steal
something for an initiation fee."
"And the ten dollars was Tom's
fee?" said Mr. Tucker. "I shall have
to look into this."
"It's all broke up now," Sam as
sured him. "I thrashed the chief."
"And why did you pretend it was
you and not Tom that stole?"
"Because Tom's such a little fel
low. And if he was sent away CD the
reform school, I didn't know how he'd
stand it. And then 'twould be bad
for him to begin with a bad name."
"But how about yourself? Didn't
you think it would be just as bad for
you?"
"No, sir. I'm bigger and I could
stand It better. I could work it out
some way."
Mr. Tucker was silent for a mo
ment; then he said:
"I suppose the money you brought
me was your own savings?"
"Yes, sir. The ten dollars had
been spent."
"What are you going to do now?"
"Go back to fishing and digging
clams.
"You come up here again to-mor
row, Sam. Maybe I can find you a
steady job. And bring Tom along.
With you to keep an eye on him, I
don't mind his playing about the
place; and now and then I can likely
give him an odd chore to do. That'll
keep him away from bad company,
and maybe help out his self-respect."
That was the way in which the two
boys got their start. And In after
years, when both of them were pros
pering, Tom was as grateful to Sam
as Sam was always grateful to Mr.
Tucker.
Youth's Companion.
WISE WORDS.
He cannot rule who cannot yield.
Nothing is safe where goodness is
a jest.
Practice is the great clarifler of
opinion. '
Only those truths are vital which
can be vitalized.
Pessimism is usually poverty of
heart and imagination.
They are heard most for them
selves who pray most for others.
Friendship may follow forms, but
it never fusses over them.
The worst thing about loving any
sin is that you bave to live with it
Bigotry loses the truth It has by
blindness to that which others bold.
A creed is only a picture of truth
the thins pictured goes on growing.
The old adversary has bis hooks In
the man who speaks of sin with bated
breath.
Few things are sadder than the
sight of the man who has reached bis
ideal.
It never rained bard enough to
keep the old enemy away from the
prayer meeting.
. The man who wounds bis friend
rather than reserve the truth does
not hesitate to wound the truth when
I It will serve his ends. Home Herald,
Growing Fence Posts.
When growing catalpa trees for
fence posts the practice of allowing
the tree to grow two or three years
before pruning Is not to be recom
mended, since although a long stem
Is usually secured it Is npt to become
top heavy and easily damaged by the
wind when the foliage is wet. The
better plan is to keep the trees grow
ing straight from the start. In cases
of crooked trees, these should be cut
to the ground regardless of their age.
Farmers' Home Journal.
Importance of Sire.
The Importance of a boar in a herd
should not be asserted at the expense
of the sows, but his Importance must
not be overlooked, for he represents
fifty per cent, of the breeding power
of the herd. One thing not to be
overlooked, a superior boar may be
used with a herd of inferior sows
with good results, but an Inferior
boar used on a herd of high class
sows will bring disastrous results.
The raising and lowering of the stan
dard of a herd depends unon the boar
used. Colmnn's Rural World.
Preserving Eggs.
The Industrious Hen says that
Consul Murphy, at Bordeaux, France,
reports to the State Department, "a
new method of preserving eggs."
The alleged "new" method is to cover
the fresh eggs with lard. This meth
od may be new in France, but it is
quite old In this country. We re
member that this method was prac
ticed more than forty ye.-.rs ago on
the farms in Kentucky, and It was
regarded as quite effective. Fill a
large earthenware crock with eggs
and pour .the lard in until all the
eggs are covered. Be careful that
the lard Is not too warm. It should
be only warm enough to pour con
veniently and fill in all the spaces
between the eggs.
Potatoes For Poultry.
Potatoes are mostly starch, and
are not suitable as an exclusive food
for poultry, but if they are fed in
connection with some kinds of foods
to balance them they are excellent.
They should be boiled, but require
no mashing, as the smallest chick
could pick them to pieces. If mashed,
however, and a suitable mess made
of them, take ten pou-ds of potatoes,
four pounds of bran, one pound of
linseed meal and one ounce of salt,
and mix the whole, having the mess
as dry as possible, using no water
unless compelled. Such a meal
should answer at night for 100 hens,
and the morning meal should consist
of five pounds of lean meat, chopped.
Hens so fed should lay, and pay well,
as the food is composed of the re
quired elements for producing eggs,
and also for creating warmth of body
In winter. Poultry Record.
Enrly Laying Pullots.
A tendency to early maturity gives
Its indications both in the male and in
the female. To Increase the habit of
early laying, keep the pullets that
develop the most and the cockerel
who asserts the best masculine traits
without being unduly overbearing or
excessively precocious. Continue this
kind of selection for a few years, and
the trait of early laying will be pretty
well established; but do not mate
young birds together in the breeding
pen. Balance youngsters on the one
side with well matured cocks on the
other.
A good many farmers make the
mistake of selling their best pullets
and cockerels in the market because
these are the ones that will bring the
biggest prices. It is always sensible
to sell all that we have not room for,
or that we can not well care for, but
to sell promising pulbts Just because
they will bring a good price is some
thing like selling the goose that lays
the golden egg. Epitomlst.
To Make Churning Znsy.
Director Scoville, of the Kentucky
station, claims that it Is difficult,
without knowing what food is fed or
bow near the cow is to calving, to
tell why tha butter does not come
when churned. If the cow Is due to
caive soon, it is best not to try to
churn the cream. It she is not with
calf, or is not to calve for some time.
give her a drench consisting of ep-
som salts l pounds and one table-
spoonful of ginger, and feed no grain
except bran or oats. Give all the
clover hay she will eat. .It will be
well to feed the bran or oats in the
form of a mash. " The cream, if
churned, should have as little In it
as possible. "Strippings" should not
be added to the cream. The cream
should be kept in a cool place until
there Is a sufficient quantity for
cnurning. Then It should be well
cured at a moderate temperature,
end be thick before put in churn
is usual to churn cream at about sit
ty degrees F. If, after taking the
above precautions, the butter does
not come in the ordinary time, let the
temperature run up :o sixty-nine or
seventy degrees before churnln
these precautions do not remedy the
difficulty, the best plan will ? Jo add
the cream of a cow comparatively
tresh. Weekly Witness.
Ont Hay For Horses.
Oat hay makes an excellent feed
for horses, from the pure straw point
of view, with the seed threshed out.
Oats furnish the very best coarse cer
eal roughage. Many persons feed
oats in the straw unthreshed. The
horses relish both straw and grain in
this form. In certain sections It It
quite a common custom to sow oati
in the spring, and later when the
crop Is well advanced to cut and curs
as hay, the same as one would handle
timothy or other hay crops. In this
case the crop is not quite so mature,
as it would be if treated for thresh
ing out the grain. If well cured this
makes a bright and very palatable
hay.
The experiment stations say oat
hay Is ranked as materially better
than timothy, the former containing
.3 per cent, digestible protein and
46.4 per cent, carbo-hydrates, com
pared with 2.8 per cent, digestible
protein and 43.4 per cent, digestible
carbo-hydrates in timothy. Naturally
the greener the condition of the oats
when cut the poorer will be the crop
in digestible food. When cut for hay
the oats should be mown as in other
grass, and treated in a similar man
ner. Heavy succulent oats may be
cut in the morning after the dew is
off and then kept stirred to let in the
air so as to cure out well. With warm
drying weather it may be cocked the"
same afternoon, and if opened up
and exposed the next day to a bright,
clear sky, possibly may be hauled in
that afternoon. Of course the es
sential thing is to get In the crop
free of excess moisture so that it will
not mildew in the mow.
It will quite likely take three days
to do the entire job. One of tha
commonest faults in feeding horses
is the lack of variety In feed. Con
sidering the number of different
grains and feed stuffs it does seem
strange that every team owner
should not provide for his animals a
ration that would be perfectly accep
table to Its system at all times. It
Is a fact, however, that no more than
twenty per cent, give what may ha
termed a well balanced ration. Tha
other eighty per cent, still cling to
the old ration of corn and hay, of
oats and hay, which practical experi
ments have long since proved to ba
expensive and wasteful.
If you want the best results feed
ration that contains all the- ele
ments of nutrition in properly bal
anced portions. Corn alone is not
well balanced grain for feeding,
neither is oats or barley. Of the three
grains, oats is probably fed more ex
tensively than either corn or barley
combined. Barley is rapidly gaining
favor as a feed, however, and when
properly combined with the other
grains make an ideal ration. When
you feed a ground ration you prepare
it more readily and there is practU
cally no waste. It should be remem
bered that the horse digest Mb food.
quickly, and whatever ration you
feed should be prepared with a view
to supply the nutrition the horse
needs. Your horses will work bet
ter and keep in better condition on
five or six quarts of ground feed
mixed than they will on eight quarts
of whole grain. Feed a variety of
grains properly balanced and have It
well ground, and you will not only
have better horses, but it will cost
you less money to obtain this much
desired result. J. P. Fietcner, in
the American Cultivator.
Tiotea of the Farm,
rton't nlant too many fruit trees,
but enough so you can give them the
Ight attention.
Keen vour orchard as near like a
garden as possible from the time It
is planted to the day of its death.
Every farmer should take an In
terest In tho forestry question. Its
vitality concerns the farmer as well
as others.
Don't cut the price of milk and but
ter, Mr. Dairyman. The grain mar
ket, local hay crop and pasture con
ditions are all against it.
in takine ud voune trees for trans
planting they should be marked so
they can be put In the ground Just
the same as they came out.
it Ann not 'nay to doctor a fowl
that Is hopelessly 111, or suffering
from a contagious disease. The lat
ter are never permanently cured, and
ill transmit their weagness 10 me
offspring.
Every one who has tried it knows
that pigs will thrive on clover pas
ture. They eat It with relish and
tramp less than cattle. With a good
clover run during the summer they
will finish into fine pork. ' ',
Give the turkey torn a little special
care. He sometimes does not eat
enough nutritious food and does not
make sufficient use of tbe dust bath.
It will be profit on your side to feed
him well and keep him tree from ver
mln. '
Thoucht Cod Hod Overlooked Them,
Five-year-old Ethel, ' visiting her
mint in the country, came running up
from the grape arbor, holding out a
jmall buncn oi tne unripe iruii.
-i.nnk auntie." she cried, "hero's
some peas God forgot to pit '-he pod
oa." Boston Transcript
cwldren:s
IMPOLITENESS. ,
A 'normoua dog came in one day,
And he and I commenced to play;
And we had fun, and nice fun, too.
Long as he 'haved as a dog should do,
But when he got so awful rough,
I hollered that I'd had enounti,
But 'stead of stopping as he should.
As anybody'd think he would,
lie knocked ms down and tried to see
If he could sit on all of me.
From "Our Baby Book," by Fanny Y.
Cory.
TRUSTING THE BOY.
A business man sat in bis office
talking with a friend, when a mes
senger boy appeared In the doorway.
He was bo small that his chin hardly
came above the edge of tbe desk, but
he had a fine air of self-reliance and
an honest-looking pair of blue eyes.
Tbe business man smiled and
nodded, and the boy smiled and
nodded back at him. Without many
words there seemed to be a good un
derstanding between them.
"Remember where the First Na
tional Bank Is?" asked the man, care
fully placing a roll of banknotes be
tween the leaves of a bank book and
snapping a rubber band round the
cover.
"Yes, sir," said the boy. "Still In
the same; place, sir."
"Well, take this over and deposit
It for me," and the man handed the
boy the bank book and its contents.
The boy vanished, and the visitor
drew a breath of surprise mingled
with consternation.
"Do you think that's safe?" he
asked.
"Perfectly," answered the other.
"But do you think It's good for the
boy?"
"How so?"
"To put temptation in his way like
that. Why, you must have trusted
him with fully a hundred dollars!
That's a pretty big temptation for a
small youngster. It would be worse
for him to steal it than for you to lose
It."
"I have thought of that," said the
business man, more soberly, "and
some youngsters I wouldn't risk with
It. But the way I look at it is this:
The earlier a boy gets used to temp
tation In this world the better he Is
able to resist it when he grows older.
"Now, this Is the kind of a boy who
likes to be trusted; appreciates it;
hugs It to his bosom; considers him
self, in fact, as an essential part of
my business.
"The first time I let him deposit
money for me It was a case of neces
sity. My clerks were all out, I
couldn't go myself, and yet the money
had to be In the bank before closing
time. So I rang up the messenger
company, and "
"You'd never even seen the boy be
fore?" Interrupted the other.
"If I had I'd never noticed him
particularly. Well, in came our
friend Johnny Just a plain, honest
appearing youngster in uniform. He
looked scared when he saw the roll of
bills, and that gave me confidence in
him. But he was back in ten minutes
and when he came in it was almost
funny to look at him.
"Responsibility had made him grow
up, bo to speak, in those ten mtnuteB.
You see, I had trusted him, and he
knew it, and he had proved himself
worthy. Won his spurs, as it were.
"Now I have an arrangement with
the messenger company to send
Johnny whenever he's In when I ask
for a messenger. And Johnny, un
known to himself, is right on the way
to a better Job In this office when he
gets big enough."
As he spoke the door opened, and
Johnny, grinning a dignified grin, ap
peared with the bank book. Youth's
Companion.
GAMES FOR NIGHTS AT HOME.
' Almost every one Is ready and will
ing to join In a jolly game; and these
evenings many of us are compelled
to stay at home, for one reason or an
other. So it will be nice to have some
good games suggested for our enter
tainment. "I Apprenticed My Son" Is a Jolly
game.
Tbe first player thinks of artichoke
(a word beginning with A) and com
mences thus:
"I apprenticed my Bon to a green
grocer, and the first thing he sold was
an A"
Second player: "Was it apples?"
No."
Third player: "Was it almonds?"
No."
Fourth player: "Was It aspara
gus?" "No."
And so on until some player asks:
Was It artichokes?" "Yes."
'The correct guesser may now ap
prentice his son, and so the game goes
on, no player, by tha bye, being al
lowed more than one guess in his
turn, and not more than two turns.
Another Jolly game is "Cross Ques
tions and Crooked Answers."
To play it. It Is best for you all to
sit In a circle, and until the end of
the game none should speak above a
whisper.
The first player whispers to his
neighbor, asking some such question
as, "Do you like roses?"
Tbe second player must remember
this question it belongs to him. .He
answers, "Yes, they smell so sweetly,"
and ' the first player must remember
this answer it belongs to blm.
The second player now asks bis
department.
neighbor a question, and be listen!
closely to the third player's answer
for It belongs to bim. Suppose his
question were: "Are you fond of po
tatoes?" and the answer, "Yes, when
they are fried."
In this way each player will have
one question and one answer belong
ing to himself which he must re
member. The game continues until
each one has both answered a ques
tion and asked one. Each one must
bear in mind that the question ha
was asked and the answer his neigh
bor returned are the ones belonging
to him.
At the end of the game, each one is
required to announce aloud his ques
tion and answer. For example, play
er No. 2 says:
"My question was: "Do you like
roses?' and my answer was: 'Yes,
when they are fried.' "
No. 3'b announcement would prob
ably be in this wise:
"My question was: 'Are you fond
of potatoes?' and my answer was:
Yes, when they are very pretty, but
they don't wear very well.' "
Hilarious laughter will greet thesa
crooked answers to the cross-questions.
Good Literature,
HONEST LITTLE DICK.
In all my life I never saw so honest
a little cat as our Dick, says one who
writes in Little Folks. He not only
never was guilty of theft, but he
would not allow any other cat to steal
If he could help It. The dear little
fellow, however, was strongly tempt
ed once, and came very near losing
his good name. ,
One day the cook carried out a pall
of nice little frost-fish, and set It
down in the yard. Dick was there.
Dick always was near by when there
were good things to eat. The cook
went back Into the house, and Dick
sat down to wait for her return; and
two of bis especial friends were at
the window upstairs looking down to
see what "honest Dick" would do.
The cook was a long time coming
back to dress the fish; and all the
while Dick kept watch now on the
pall, now on the kitchen door. At
last be went somewhat nearer to tha
pall, then nearer, then nearer. Ah!
frost-fish smell so good. Dick's little
nose almost touched them. And then
he sat down and cried at the top ot
his voice for cook to return quickly
and save him from being a thief.
But she did not come. At last Dick
put his forepaws on the edge of the
pail. Then he looked at .the kitchen
door and cried again. But the dool
did not open. So, Blowly, slowly, a
paw reached down In the pail. But
it came back with a jerk, empty, and
its owner ran around the corner of
the house where he could not see or
smell those nice frost-fish any more.
He did not want to be a thief, and wa
believe the little fellow never came so
near it again.
TOLD OF INDIA.
An Indian merchant wished to dis
pose of an old elephant and took it
to a fair. As soon as he. arrived he
noticed a man who, without wing
a word, began to walk around the
animal, examining it attentively on
a'l Bides. The merchant became very
anxious, for he feared that the man
had found out that his elephant was
not worth much. He took him aside .
and whispered in his ear: "I see a
customer coming. Do not say a word
until I have sold the beast, and I will
give you fifty rupees." The man
looked at the merchant and wonder
ingly complied with his request. It
hapened that the customer had more
money than sense, so that he was
easily taken In. When the bargain
was completed and the elephant led
away by Its new owner, the merchant
banded the fifty rupees to the silent
man, saying: "Now, I want you to
tell me how you discovered tbe de
tect In his left leg. I thought I had
concealed It so skillfully." "I bave
discovered nothing," replied the
stranger. "It is the first elephant I
have ever seen, and I wanted to know
which was the head and which was
the tall." From the Newark Call.
SUGGESTED POEMS.
In each phrase below a well-known
poem Is suggested. How many of
them can you guess?
1. The toll of affection's wasted.
2. The attempt ot Plus X. on a mala
person. 3. A temporary home by the
sea. 4. Imprisoned by wintry ele
ments. S. The burglary of a door
fastening. 6. The suspension of a
waterfowl. 7. One engaged In com
merce in an Italian city. 8. A mu
sician in motley ot a town In Prussia.
9. The trip. 10. . We form a fac
tor ot 21. 11. The abandoned ham
let. 12. A wedding token, and a
volume. 13. The stint of work. 14.
A past day, a p res ant one, and all
future time. 15. Camping on the
same spot that we did before. 18.
Pastoral poems of royalty. 17. The
king's daughter. IS. A legend for
faultfinders. 19. The song of tha
only remaining singer. 20. An Ital
ian girl goes by. 21. The old salt.
22. Poem on a Hellenic vase. 23.
Poem of the blues. 24. Tho country
seat ot laziness. 25.' Earthly bllsw
forfeited.
Belgium officially frowns on cre
mation. 1