MissVarina's
Valentine.
By Kate M. Cleary.
Copyright, 1908. by Kate M. Cleary,
MIS3 TARINA was about to
set aside the large square
box the postman bad just
banded ber with the mental
'decision that, of course, It was for
Laurel, when she caught sight of the
Xuperscrlptlou, written In a bold mas
culine band, "Miss Yarlna Ellington."
"It's It's for me!" gasped Miss Varl
na. "A real valentine for me!"
Miss Varlna had seen her thirty-fifth
summer and not unkindly winter. But
It was many a year since she bad re
ceived a valentine. Tbe last she could
remember receiving was sent when she
was nineteen and used to go to singing
school with Ambrose Mead. She and
Ambrose had not been formally en
gaged, but they had understood each
other, and It bad been taken for grant
el bv both that when the new house
on the half section w:is finished tt
would be as Mrs. Ambrose Mead that
.Varlna Ellington would enter the same.
But, alas, a pretty city girl came to
visit In the neighborhood, and where Is
the country youth who can resist the
dazzling charms of.a city girl when she
appears, starlike, In tbe monotony of
bis rural solitude? Ambrose was at
tentive to Miss Thyra Morse. Varlha
imperiously protested. A lover's quar
rel followed, and the city girl went
Into the new house as Mrs. Ambrose
9 a m
"IT'S IT'S FOR MB I''
Mead. An Indifferent housekeeper and
an unsympathetic wife she proved to
be. She was dead these five years
now, and Ambrose, whose farm Joined
Miss Varlna's own, had been getting
along as best he could with such house
keepers as he could hire.
Miss Varlna's thoughts now flew
over all the town men she knew wbo
might have sent her this valentine.
"No," she decided as her trembling
fingers fumbled with the string.
"There ain't one of them that thinks
of me."
She held up the box and rapturous
ly contemplated the glowing object be
fore her. A cottage covered with pink
roses overhung a blue satin lake. The
Inevitable verse on the Inner page
read:
My heart Is thine.
If thine were mine,
Then would I know
All bliss divine!
"What Is It, Aunt Varlna? A valen
tine? Oh, how lovely! For me?"
A girl came eagerly forward. She
was a very pretty girl.
"It's for me!" declared little Miss
Varlna. Sbe was suffused In blushes
"I XIVEB KXBW TOO WKBE A FLIUTl"
drowned In them. "You're not the
ouly one, I guess, who can get valen
tines!" "For you? Of course, you're young
nough and pretty enough to get them
fbj the dozen! Isn't It prefectly gor
f'tous? Wbo do you suppose sent It
i2 new minister?"
' "No; I don't know as I ought to tell
rou. But If you look real cluise jrou'U
Bee there's two Initials -written Just
under the verse on the Inside."
With an air of the uiusUvivtd inter
est Laurel lifted the rose covered cot
tage, the blue lake, the cuplds, the
violets, the hearts and the doves and
bent eagerly over tbe inner page. She
straightened up with a rallying cry
and a deprecating pink finger pointed
at ber aunt's glowing countenance.
"Oh, Aunt Varlna! I never knew
you were a flirt! 'A. M.' that's Am
brose Mead, of course. And to think
that all the time be has been vowing
Charlie must not inurry until he was
twenty-six, . and you'vo beer saying
fou would ignore me all the rest of
taw.
"SOUK ONB HAS SENT MB A VALENTINE."
my life If I married Charlie, that his
uncle and my aunt have been carrying
on this this lively flirtation!" She
broke off with a little despairing ges
ture. . "I'm I'm really astonished at
you, Aunt Varlna!"
Miss Varlna, flustered, flattered, agi
tated, clasped and unclasped her hands
In nervous ecstasy.
"But but you're mistaken, Laurel!
Indeed you are! It was because I de
testedyes, detested Ambrose Mead
that I did not want you to marry his
nephew. Why, we haven't spoken for
fifteen years not since he married that
poor, shiftless, good for nothing
there! She's dead the Lord forgive
me for forgetting!"
"Well, nil I con say," averred Laurel
In a voice of brisk finality, "Is that he
has evidently kept you in bis heart all
this time. And don't be too hard on
the poor fellow, Aunt Vorlna!"
Miss Varlna preened herself, patting
the bow on her neck coquettlshly.
"You're a good child," she murmured,
her eyes on the wonderful object prop-
v I
"HOB I, V A KIN A. IT WA8 FATE."
ped up on the cottage organ. "I may
have been a little severe about you and
Charlie, and If
But, deeming it best to let well
enough alone. Laurel had slipped from
the room.
Charlie Mead, a stalwart young fel
low, coming borne that night from bis
work In the town bank, found bis un
cle, a grim vlsaged, sad eyed man,
brooding above a delicate piece of rice
paper foamed over with forgetmenots.
It was a trivial little thing, but pretty
and In good taste.
"Charlie, look here! Some one has
sent me a valentine." ,
"Well, why not, air? I'm sure you're
younger In heart and better looking by
a long shot than many of the men to
whom it is the custom, I am told, for
girls to send valentines today! You
tan't expect to remain a widower al
ways. The girls of Thomastown are
not too dense".
The elder man raised a perturbed
face.
"No girl In Thomastown sent me this!
There are Initials signed" He broke
3d in embarrassment ' 1
"By Jove! So there are!"
"They are V. H. E." The young man
looked Interrogatively at his uncle. "I
can't think of any one having those"
."It might be Varlna Hlldegarde El
Ungton," said Ambrose Meud
"Why. uncle! And after all youi
opposition to my . marrying Laurel.
What a concentrated fraud you are!"
"I I may have been a bit severe,"
the elder man admitted. "I I fancied
Miss Ellington disliked me very much
on account of-we!!, lh:Ts past aud
gone now! But I think, as a mere
matter of neighborly courtesy, I ought
to go over after supper and find out
if that fine mare of her's is getting
over Us broken knee all right."
Charlie grinned, vanished aud ex
ecuted a war dance In the hall.
"Better wear your most becoming
gown tonight the crimson cashmere,"
urged Laurel, "it Is quite likely Mr.
Mead will follow bis vuleutluo with a
visit. I'll do tbe dishes."
Aud Mr. Mead, lu best Sunday at
tire, did call. But burdly bad Miss
Variua received bliu In tbe parlor
when a tall young man, whisking in at
the back door, caught a slim, maiden
up to her arms In soapy water and
carried her from the kitchen sink to
the china closet. He laid a compelling
band over her Hps.
"It won't be eavesdropping," he
Whispered, "to hear If we get out scot
free about those valentines. It was
the only way to get -the antagonistic
couple to release their grip on us to
set them thinking about a love affair
of their own. Listen!"
This they heard through the1 sliding
door between the china closet aud dlu
Ing room:
"If It were not for that valentine.
Ambrose, I'd never"
"Nor I, Varlna. It was fate. Prom
ise never again to refer to the means
of our"
"I promise. I, too, feel sensitive
that It should have taken such a frtrle
to bring us together nnd make us un
derstand how foolish we have been.
We shall never mention valentine In
our house! But those young people
we hove been keeping apart I'm will
ing to give them this house and the
quarter section. Eh. dear?"
"Right! You'll turn my shack Into
a home eh. dearest? Bless those
children!"
The Dress of General Washington.
This great man was very particular
about his personal appearance. lie
took pains with everything he did and
showed off his clothes to advantage.
There hove been some Interesting de
tails of late given of whot he wore
from 1783 to 179.1. The general writes
himself In ordering his clothes, "IMnln
clothes with a gold or silver bVitton If
worn In genteel dreiss nre all I desire."
He Imported his best clothes from Eng
land, but on ordinary occasions wore
nntlvo homespun when out of uniform.
For receptions he had a black velvet
coat and breeches; the coat a long cut
away, square at the ends, having a
small standing collar. There were ten
breast buttons of silver or open work
steel on the right brenst, with blind
buttonholes four Inches long made
of black silk braid on the opposite side.
The coat had pocket flops treated in
the same way; also cuffs, which were
five Inches deep. There were two hip
buttons ot the back. This garment
was very long walsted, and the top of
the pocket flaps and hip buttons were
on a line with the lowest of the breast
buttons. It was lined with white
satin, accompanied by black velvet
breeches, with small buttons and knee
buckles; the waistcoat of white or
pearl colored satin, with a small stand
ing collar and Indented pocket flaps; a
fine muslin shirt, with standing ruffles,
repeated at the wrists, and the' stock
of the period; white silk stockings;
low cut shoes, with large silver buc
kles. A dress sword, with silver hilt,
suspended by a chain from a belt worn
under the waistcoat and a linen stock
completed the costume. He wore a bag
wig, but not powder.
Goat Mutton.
"When you get a leg of mutton and
And on trying to cook It that it seems
likely never to get done. It's goat,"
says a local housekeeper.
"The only way of distinguishing kid
from lamb or goat from mutton is that
the goat flesh requires longer to cook
and even when thoroughly done has a
reddish appearance as though It were
slightly rare. When properly prepared
goat flesh Is just as tender, just as nu
tritious as mutton and bas exactly tbe
same flavor. There Is a prejudice
agntnst it, which, however, Is entirely
111 founded, and It Is likely enough that
this feeling Is due more to tbe comic
artists than to anybody else. In a
comic picture representing tbe goat the
old Billy Is usually shown munching a
tomato can or a straw hat or a lot of
clothes stolen from tbe line, but as a
fact the goot is Just as particular
about his food as tbe sheep, eats about
the same kind and In spite of the comic
artist in about the same quantity. The
animal is just as cleanly as the sheep',
and the only reason why the butchers
do not openly avow their sales of goat
meat Is on account of the unfounded
prejudice against it. It is sold under
the name of mutton." Exchange.
Science For Its Own 8ak.
A prominent feature in Faraday's
character was his absolute love of sci
ence for Its own sake. He freely gave
bis discoveries to bis world when he
could easily have built up a colossal
fortune npon them. He once told bis
friend. Professor Tyndall, that at a
certain period of his career he bad
definitely to ask himself whether be
should make wealth or sclouce tbe ob
ject of his life. He could not serve
both masters and was therefore com
pelled to choose between them. When
preparing bis well known memoir of
tbe great master, the professor called
to mind this conversation and asked i
leave to examine bis accounts, and
this Is the conclusion the professor nr- j
rived at: Taking the duration of hi
life Into account, this son of a black- '
smith and apprentice to a bookbinder i
had to decide between a fortune of J
150,000 on the one side and bis unen- '
dowed science on the other. He chose j
the latter and died a poor man. But
his was tbe glory of holding aloft
among the nations tbe scion tl lie namr
of England i.t a perl d c forty years -i
RAILROAD STORIES.
The Man Who Paid the Conductor and
the Name on the Ticket.
An old time traveling man was talk
ing of experiences of former days on
the road. "Frequently," said this trav
eler, "I journeyed to Clucluuutt. Tbe
fare from my city to that place was
then about $3.25. I saved something
by handing the conductor $2 In cash.
One day there was an excursion, aud
I bought a round trip ticket for $1.25
or $1.50 I've forgotten the exact
amount, but that circumstance need
not cripple this story. When I banded
this ticket to tbe conductor as be tore
off the return coupon he looked at me
and In a voice betraying how deeply
he was hurt be remarked, 'My young
friend, don't you know that I can af
ford to haul you much cheaper than
this company can?'
"On another occasion, wbeu in Chi
cago, a colored man met me at the en
trance of the station, asked me where
I was going and offered to sell me a
ticket for $1. The ticket was to Louis
ville, but I was only going to Indian
apolis. Cheap enough.
"When the conductor came along to
take up my ticket he asked me my
name. It was usual to write one's
name on the ticket In the presence of
tbe conductor. I told him my name
was on the ticket. He grlutied as he
handed It bock aud asked me to look
at It and say If that was my name. I
looked. The name on tbe ticket vaa
'Mary Flaherty.' He grinned again,
somewhat sarcastically, but he took
the ticket." Pittsburg Tress.
SNORING.
One of the Evils We Acquire With
Our Civilization.' '
It Is a truism that no on! ever heard'
of a snoring savage. In fact, if the
wild man of the woods and plains does
not sleep quietly be runs the risk of
being discovered by his enemy, and
the scalp of the snorer would soon
adorn the belt of bis crafty and more
quietly sleeping adversary. With civ
ilization, however, we have changed
all this. The Impure air of our sleep
ing rooms Induces all manner of ca
tarrhal affections. The nasal passages
ere the first to become affected. In
stead of warming the inspired nlr on
its way to the lungs and removing
from It the dangerous impurities with
which It is loaded the nose becomes
obstructed. A part of the air enters
and escapes by the mouth. The veil
of the palate vibrates between the two
currents that through the mouth and
the one still passing through the par
tially closed nostrils like a torn sail
In the wind. The snore, then, moons
that the sleeper's mouth Is partially
open, that his nose Is partially closed
and that his lungs nre In danger from
the nlr not being properly warmed
and purified. From the continued op
eration of these causes the Increase
of Impure nlr In sleeping rooms and
permitting habitual snorers to escape
killing and scalping some scientist
has predicted that In the future nil
men (and all women, too) will snore.
It goes along with decay of the teeth
and baldness. Health.
Natural Kindness.
At an out of the way railroad junc
tion a traveler found himself hungry,
but with only two minutes to spare
before his train left. "I'll take a cup
of coffee," he sold to the young wo
man In charge of the restaurant. "I've
no time for anything else."
"You can take all the time you want,
sir," said the young woman cordially.
"You look at this bill of fare, and I'll
telephone to the superintendent to de
lay the train a little while."
"Why, can that be done?" asked the
traveler In amazement
"Certainly," said the ypung woman.
"Of course It can. It's a branch road
and no other train coming or going
over It today, and tbe superintendent
would want you to have a good meal.
He owns this restaurant." Youth's
Companion. "
The Influence of Bath.
Is there any town In tbe world that
has so Imposed Itself as much ns Bath
upon the life and lnnguage of the na
tion? For some there are Both buns,
for others Bath Olivers, and the mili
tant ladles who find the buns too soft
may throw Bath bricks at office or
other windows If they disapprove of
the Bath chaps. When we become In
firm It Is the Bath chair we seek. And
that "thousand years" of tbe middle
ages "without a bath" seems now hor
rible. London Chronicle.
" Separated.
"Some men are fond of work, and
others are not" said Wllber. "Take
Dawson, for instance. He Is wedded
to his work."
"Not now," said Hlckenlooper. "He's
been divorced."
"Divorced? .What do you mean?"
asked Wllber.
"H was bounced last Saturday."
said Hlckenlooper. Llpplncott's.
' Just 8uited Him.
"Miss Pansy, yo' suhtlngly has got
Well developed ahms, ef yo'll pabdon
ma saytn' so."
"Ah developed dem ahms workln
ovah de washtub. Mlstah Rufus." ,
"Cm-um er Miss Pansy, will yo'
be ma wife?" Denver Post ,
The Entomologist's Boon.
rrofessor (to his aged cook) You
have now been twenty-five years In
my service, Reglna. As a reward for
your fidelity I bave- determined to
nnme the bug I recently discovered
after you. Fllegende Blatter.
"Speak with contempt of no man.
Every one hath a tender sense of rep
utation. Bnrton. -
'." THE PLOT .OF A PLAY. '
how 8ardou Came to Write "Las
Pattes de Mouohe."
Sardou sat working at a scenic adap
tation of Voltaire's "Candlde," and It
bung fire not because there was no
prospect of a dinner, but becuuse u's
pipe was- empty and be hnd not a
penny wherewith to buy tobucco. Sud
denly on opening a drawer of his table
he uttered a cry of Joy at the sight of
five or six tickets of a wine company
which gave Its customers a voucher
for 20 centimes for every bottle pur
chased. A quarter of an hour nfter
ward he was the happy possessor of
a silver franc piece and some sous be
sides. Picking up a scrap of paper off the
sanded floor of the tobacco shop, be
was about to light his Weed when the
words "Marie Laurent" caught his
eye. The "unconsidered trifle" turned
out to be the fragment of a letter from
the well known actress to her son
Charles. Sardou put his find In bis
pocket, but on his way home hie
plot weaving faculties, stimulated by
the fumes of tbe tobacco, at once re
asserted themselves. -
"This is the Innocent letter of a
mother to her boy," he said to himself.
"Supposing, however, It had been the
letter of a woman to ber lover and,
falling by a similar accident Into tbe
hands of the woman's husband, wish-,
ing to light bis cigar"
The suggestion led to his play "Leg
Pattes de Mouclte." London Chron
icle. A HUMAN GIBRALTAR.
The 8tory That Is Told of the English
Colonel Burnaby.
In the biography of Colonel Fred
Burnaby there la a characteristic
story, told by bis friend Lord Binning,
of that soldier of herculean frame and
reckless courage:
We were engaged In a football
matcb on the green Inside Windsor
cavalry barracks, and the verandas
were crowded with onlookers as the
colonel, dressed for London In frock
cont and tall hat, with a cigar In bis
mouth, came out of the officers' quar
ters and proceeded slowly across a
corner of the ground, apparently ob
livious of the fact that a match was In
progress at the time. At this moment
our fullback, a gigantic Yorkshlreman
named Bates, who must hove weighed
neorer fifteen than fourteen stone,
charging Impetuously for the ball,
dashed full Into Burnaby. The Impact
was terrific, but while the Yorkshire
man, hurled backward by the shock as
though he had collided with a moun
tain, lay gasping on the ground, neither
Burnaby's hat nor the angle of lilt
cigar was in the smallest degree dis
turbed. In fact, he scarcely seemed
to realize that a collision had taken
place. When he did bo be removed his
cigar from his mouth and, with his
pleasant smile, said, "Dear me, I do
hope I am not Interfering with the
game." The shout of delight which
went up from the verandas was a
thing to remember.
Studying tha Crowd.
"There doesn't seem to be any dif
ference between a crowded train In
the morning and a crowded train at
night, does there?" queried a subway
traveler of bis companion. "But I
could distinguish one from tbe other
even If I had no Idea of tbe hours."
"Ask the guard?" '
"No. AH you need to do Is to meas
ure the buz? of conversation., In the
morning, when the crowd is fresh and
on the way to business, tbe conversa
tion is at least ten times in volume
what It is at night, when the crowd is
tired and on the way home. Often
times at night I've been In a crowded
car for ten minutes without bearing a
sound save the rattle of newspapers
and an occasional cough. That same
crowd In the morning would be full
of dialogue, punctuated here and there
with laughter.
"It's Just a wee study In human na
ture, that's all." New York Globe.
An Unsocial Pedant.
"At Trinity, Cambridge, the great
Dr. Whewell was the Incarnation of
masterful unsociability," Bay- Mr.
Tollemache In bis reminiscences. "A
Trinity friend told me in tbe fifties
that Whewell'B evening parties went
by the name of 'perpendiculars' be
cause the undergraduates were expect
ed t remain standing 'all the time,
though ho himself sat down whenever
he chose. It Is nlso related that, being
shortsighted, he Inspected each man
in turn at unpleasantly close quarters,
and it was a high crime for any one
to speak until he was spoken to. On
one occasion under tbe trying scrutiny
an unwary freshman remarked that
the weather was fine. 'Sir,' replied tbe
pedant, 'are you not aware that If you
have any communication to make to
the master of your college yon should
make it through your tutor?' "
Secondhand.
"Can't I go out Into the back yard
nd play in the garden, mamma?"
"Certainly not, child. You must stay
In and study your nature books."
Life.
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GROWS HAIR
ON BALD HEADS
Bald Headed People May Get a New
Chance in Life.
In these days when youth is the moving
factor in business; when a man makes hit
mark at thirty five nnd 13 ready to retire at
forty five; when business houses pension
the man we call " middle aged " rather than
allow his lagging influence to intrude upon
the commercial rush, a bald head is almost
fatal to any man's hopes. The following
must therefore prove interesting to people
who are losing their hair or who are bald.
Resorcin is one of the latest and most
effective germ killers discovered by science,
and In connection with Beta Napthol,
which is both germicidal and antiseptic, a
combination is formed which destroys the
germs which rob the hair of its nutriment,
and also creates a clean and healthy con
dition of the scalp, which prevents the de
velopment of new germs. C
l'ilocarpin Is a well known agent for re
storing the hair to its natural color, where
the loss of color has been due to a disease
of the scalp. Yet, it is not a coloring
matter or dye.
fJThis combination of curatives mixed
vtth alcohol as a stimulant perfects the
most effective remedy for hair and scalp
troubles.
The famous Rexall "o;," Halt-Tonic Is
chiefly composed of Resorcin, te!i .ap
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