THE GOOD WE AI.L MAY DO. Oh. tho good we all may do, Whllo the days are going by! Thero are lonely hearts to cherish, While the days are going by; There are weary souls who perish, Whllo the days are going byl If a smile wo can ronew, As our journoy wo pursue; Oh, tho good wo all may do, While tho days aro going by! There's no timo for idle scorning, Whllo the days aro going by; Let your bo llko the morning, Whllo tho days aro going by! Oh, tho world is full of siglus, Full of sad and weeping eyo3; Help your fallen brother rise, While the days are going by! All tho loving links that bind U3, Whilo tho days aro going by; Ono by one we leave behind us, Whllo the days aro going by! But the seeds of good wo sow, Both in shade and sun will grow, Ami will keep our hearts aglow, Whilo the days are going by! Oh. tho good wo all may do,l While tho days aro going by! —llesa B. Ilolt, ip Philadelphia American. OLD EIGHTY-SIX, . PTRUSSED /A (n'/ with u heavy \(l JuWK /H sonsoofwoe, 'famJ ssßjasE a n dark cor- Uer o£ tlle InW®torininus, tho - IK1 ( f rays of tho . glittering lumps, ~ giuoer was oiling her, and tho fireman, As ho opened tho luruaoo dour and shoveled in tho coal, stood out like a red Rom brandt picture in tho cab against tho darkness beyond. As tho engineer, with his oil can, went carefully around engino No. 80, Juliu Saggart drew his sleeves across his eyes, and a gulp came up iu his throat, 110 knew every joint and holt in that contrary old engine—tho most cantankerous irou brute on the road, and yet, if rightly managed, one of tho swiftest and most powerful engines tho company had, notwithstanding the many improve ments that had been put upon locomo tives since 86 loft tho foundry. Snggart, as ho stood thero, thought of tho seven years ho had put in on tho footboard of old 80, and of tho many tricks she had played him dur ing thut period. If, as tho poet says, the very chains and the prisoner be come friends through long associa tion, it may be imagined how much of a man's affection goes out to a raachino that ho thoroughly under stands and likes—a machine that is his daily companion for years, in danger and out of it. No. 86 and John had been iu many a oloso piueh together, and at this moment Saggart seemed to havo forgottou that often the pinch was caused by tho pure cuss cdness of 86 herself, and ho romem bered only that she had bravely done her part several timc3 when tho situa tion was exceedingly serious. Tho cry of "All üboard!" rang out and was eohoed down from tho high arched roof of tho great terminus, and John, with n sigh, turned from his contemplation of tho engine and went to tuke his pluco ou tho train. It wus a long train, with many sleeping cars at tho end of it, for tho heavy holiday traffic was on, and peoplo wcro getting out of town by tho liuudred. Tho engineer had put away his oil can and had taken his placo on tho engine, standing ready to begin the long journey tho moment tho signal was given. John Saggart climbed into the smoking ourriago at tho front part of the train. Ho found a placo in one of the forward Beats and ho sank down into it with a vaguu feeling of uneasi ness at being inside a ooach instead of on the engine. 110 gazed out of tho window and saw the glittering electric lights slowly slido behind, theu moro quickly tho red, green and whito lights of tho station lamps, aud finally there flickered swiftly past tho brill iant constellation of city windows, showing that tho town had not yet gone to bed. At last tho Hying train plunged into the dark, and Saggart pressod his faco against tho cold glass of tho window, uuablo to shako off his feoliug of responsibility, although ho ltuow that there was auother mau at throttle. Ho was arousod from liis rcverio by a touch on his shoulder and a curt re quest, "Tickets, plca3e." Ho pulled out of Lis pocket a pass and turuc:! to liaud it to tbo conduct or, who stood there with a glittering plated aud crystal lantern on his arm. "Hello, John, is this you?" cried tho conductor as soon as ho saw the faco turned toward him. "Hang it, man, you didn't ncod a pass truveling with me." "I know it," sai l the ongincer, "but they gave it to mo to tako ino home, and 1 may as well uso it as not. I don't want to get you iuto trouble." "Oh, I'd risk tho trouble," said tho conductor, placing tho lamp on the Uoor and taking his seat beside tho engineer. "1 heard about your worry to-day. It's too cussed bad. If a muu hud got drunk at his xiost, as you and I have known 'em to do, it wouldn't havo seemed so hard, but at its worst your caso was only an error of judgment, and then nothing really happened. Old 8G seems to have tho habit of pulling herself through. I snpposo you and sho havo been in worse fixes tbau that with not a word saul about it." "Oh, yes," said John. "Wo'vo been in many n tight place together, but wo won't bo any more. It's tough, as you Hay. I've been fifteen yoara with the company and seven on old 86, and at first it comes mighty hard. But I suppose I'll got used to it." "Look here, John," said the con ductor, lowering his voice to a con fidential tone, "the President of the road is with us to-night. His private car is the la6t but one on the train. How would it do to speak to him? If you're afraid to tackle him I'll put in a word for you in - a minute and tell him your side of the story." John Saggart shook his head. "It wouldn't do," ho said. "He wouldn't overrule what ono of hie sub ordinates had done, unless there was serious injustice in tho case. It's tho new manager, you know. There's always troublo with a new managor. Ho sweeps clean. And I suppose he thinks by bouncing 0110 of the oldest engineers on tho road he'll scare the rest." "Well, I don't think much of him, between ourselveß," said tho conduc tor. "What do you think ho has done to night? He's put a new man on 86 —a man from ono of tho branch lines, who doesn't know tho road. 1 doubt if bo's ever been over tho main line before. Now it's an anxious time for mo, with all tho holiday traffic moving, with tho thermometer at zero, and the rails like glass, and I like to havo a man in front that I can depend on." "It's bad enough not to know the road," said John, gloomily, "but it's worso not to know old 86. Sho's a bruto if she takes a notion." "I don't suppose there's auother engiuo that could draw this traiu aud keep her time." "No. Sho'll do her work all right if you'll humor her," admitted Stog gart, who oould not conceal his love for tho engine, oven whilo ho blamed her. "Well," said the conductor, rising and picking up his luuteru, "tho man in front may he all right, but I would feel safer if you were further ahead on this train than the smoker. I'm sorry I cau't offer you a berth to-night, John, hut we're full clear through to tho roar lights. There isn't oven a vacant upper ou tho train." "Oh. it doeßn't matter," said Sag gart. "I couldn't sleep anyhow. I'd rather sit here and look out of the window." "Well, so long," said the conduct or. "I'll drop in and seo you as the night passes ou." Saggart lit his pipe aud gazed out into the darkness. Ho knew ovory inch of tho road—all the up-grades and the down-grades and tho levels. Ho knew it oven bettor in tho darkest night than in the clearest day. Oc casionally tho blaok bulk of a barn or a clump of trees showed for one mo ment Against tho less black sky, and Saggart would say to himsolf: "Now ho should shut off an inch of steam I" or, "Now ho should throw her wido opon." The train made fow stops, but ho saw that they were losing timo—B6 was sulking, very likely. The thought of the engino turned his mind to his own fate. No man was of very much use in the world, after all,, for the moment ho steps down anothor is ready to staud in his place. Tho wiso men in tho city who had listened to his dcfcuso knew so well that an en gino was merely a combination of iron, steel and brass, and that a given num ber of pounds of steam would got it over a given number of miles in a given number of hours, had smiled incredulously when ho told thom that uu engino had her tautrums, and that sometimes sho had to bo coddled up like nny other female, and that even when a man did his host there were occasions when nothing ho could do would mollify her, and then there wus sure to bo trouble, although John had addod, in his dosiro to be fair, that sho was always sorry for it aftorward, which remark, to his confusion, had turned tho smilo into a laugh. Ho wondered what 86 thought of tho new man. Not much, evidently, for she was losing timo which she hud no business to do on that soction of tho road. Still, it might bo tho fault of tho now man not knowing whon to push her for all she was worth and when to case up. All these things go to the making up of time. Still, it was moro than likely that old 86, like Gilpin's horse, was wondering more and moro what thing upon her baok had got. "Ho'il havo trouble," mut tered John to himself, "when sho finds out." Tho conductor came in again and sat down besido the engineer. Ho said nothing, but sat thoro sorting out his tiokcts, whilo Saggart gnzed out of tho window. Suddenly tho engi neer sprang to his feet with his eyes wido open. Tho train was swaying from side to side, and going at great speed. Tho conductor looked up with a smile. "Old BG," ho said, "is evidently going to make up for lost time." "She should bo slowing down on crossing tho G. nndM. lino," answered tho engineer. "Good heavens!" ho cried n moment after. "We've gone across tho G. and M. track on tho keen jump." Tho cuuductor sprang to his feot. Ho kucw tho soriousness of such a thinrr. Even tho fastest expresses must stop dead before crossing onithe level tho line of another railway. It is tho law. "Doesn't that jay in front know enough to stop at a crossing?" "It isn't that," said Saggert. "Ho knows all right; even tho train boys know that. Old 80 has taken the bit botwoen hor teeth; he can't stop her. Where do you pass No. G to-night?" "At Pointsville." "That's six miles ahead. In five minutes at this rato we will bo run ning on her timo and her track. She's always late, and won't be on tho side track. I must get to 86." Saggart quickly made Lis way throngh the baggage car, climbed on the express car and jumped on tho coal of the tender. He cast his eye up the track and saw glimmering in the distance, like a faint, wavering star, the headlight of No. 6. Look ing down iu the cab he took in the situation at a glance. Tho engineer, with fenr in his faco and beads of perspiration on his brow, was throw ing bis whole weight on tho lever, the firemau helping him. John leapod down to the iloor of tho cab. "Stand aside," he shouted, and thero was Fuch a ring of confident command in his voice that both men instantly obeyed. Saggart grasped tho lever, and, in stead of trying to shut off the steam, flung it wido open. No. 8G gavo a quiver and a jump forward. "You old fiend," muttered John be tween his clinched teeth. Then ho pushed the lever home, and it slid into plaoo as if thero novcr had been any impediment. Tho steam was shut off, but tho lights of Pointßville flashed past them, with the empty side track on the loft, and they were now flying along the single line of rails, with the headlight of No. 6. growing brighter and brighter in front of them. "Reverse her ! Reverse her !" cried the other engineer, with a tremor of fear in his voice. "K'verse nothing," Enid Saggart. "3ho'll Blido ton milos if you do. Jump if you nro afraid." Tho man from tho branoh lino jumped jiromptly. "davo yourself," eaid Saggart to tho firemnu. "There's bound to bo a smash." "I'll stiok by you, Mr. Saggart," said tho fireman, who knew him. But his hand trembled. Tho airbruko was grinding tho long train and Bonding a shiver of fonr through ovcry timber, but tho rails wero slippery with tho frost and tho train was still going very fast. At tho right moment John reversed the engine, and tho sparks flow from her great drivers like a Catharine wheel. "Braco yourself," cried Saggart. "No. G is backing up, thank God 1" Next instant tho crash came. Two headlights and two cowcatchers went to flinders, and the two trains stood thero with horns locked, but with no great damage done exoept a shaking up for a lot of a panic stricken passen gers. The burly engineer of No. 6jumped down and enmo forward, his mouth full of oaths. "What do you mean, running on our timo liko this? Hello, is that you, Saggart? I thought thero was n new man on to-night. I didn't expoct this from you." "It's all right, Billy. It wasn't tho now man's fault. He's buck in tho ditch with a broken log, I should say, from tho way ho jumped. Old 8G is to blamo. She got on tho rampage— took advantago of tho greenhorn." Tho conductor camo running up. "How is it?" he criod. "It's all right. No. 8G got her nose broke, and served her right, that's all. Tell the passengers there's no danger and get 'ein on board. We'ro going to back up to Pointsville. Better send the brakemnn to pick up the other en gineer. The ground's hard to-night, and ho may be hurt." "I'm going buck to talk to the Pres ident, said the conductor, emphati cally. "Ho's in a condition of mind to listen to reason, judging from the glimpse I got of his faco at the door of his oar a moment ago. Either ho re instates you, or I go gathering tickets on a street oar. This kind of thing is too exciting for my nerves." Tho conductor's interview with the President of the road was apparently satisfactory, for old No. 8G is trying to leud a better life under tho guid ance of John Saggart.—Detroit Ereo Press. Potatoes as Penholders. "It is surprising," says a commer cial traveler, "how general tho use of potatoes as penholders is becoming in hotels. I have seen them in tlso in groat hostelries of tho Erst, whoso owners wouldn't hesitato for a moment to spend $lO for a desk ornamont to hold pens used by tho guests in reg istering. The mixture of starch, glu coso and water in the potato soems well adaptod to take up tho impuri ties of ink, and to keep tho pen-point clear and bright, whilo tho alkaloid of tho potato, known as solanine, doubtless has something to do with it in tho same lino. These elements readily tako up tho tonnato of iron, which is tho body substaneo of ink. Chemically speaking, starch is tho first baso of a potato, and sugar or glucoso is its second base. Thus is tho humble potato finding another way in which to serve tho uso of man kind. There is a rather pleasing sug gestivenoss iu a big ten-inch potato when a fellow comes in tired and hungry from a long run."—New York Tribune. 11l Days Without Sleep. William' Jones, a wealthy farmer, re siding north'of Anderson, Ind., passed the 111 th day without sleep tho other evening, one of the most noted cases of insomnia ever recorded. His sleep lessness bogan on September 11!, but really datos back to tho 17th of that month, as tho only timo that he ha slept in that period was about half an hour on tho morning of tho 28d. Ho has gone without food a part of tho time, und, notwithstanding thnt ho has been awake continually, ho docs not suffer any particular ineonveni onoe, and is able to bo up and around his farm. Ho lays down often and gots rest in this manner. Ho thinks that tho sleeplessness is brought on by the uso of tobaoco. Three years ago he went ninety days without sleep. He snys he does not think sleep will como to him for some months yet, but that it will finally bo foroed on.—Cin cinnati Enijuircr. OVER THE SNOW. Bwoet Miliceut put on hor furs, Nor cares how hard tlio north wind blows- Bo many hearts would capture hers, | Bho has no luck of anxious beaux. Now jingle, jingle go the bells, Past burdened fields, past wood and shore— With joyous hope her bosom swells, And all the world is fair before. One summer day she chanced to meet Her escort, near the ocean's tide— But now ho comes with coursers fleet f And asks hor to a winter's ride. Jingle, jingle go the bells, As off the happy couple startn—• But only Cupid's record tells The union there of hands and hearts. 80, let the north winds roughly blow, Nothing shall cool their deep desire— For lovo can molt the cold and snow, ( And ndods no outward flame or flrel Jingle, jingle go the bells, Until the merry trip is done; The frosty road no secret tolls Of two fond hearts that beat as one. Joel Benton. HUMOR OF THE DAY. Advertising is the root of all money. A game leg—The quarter of venison. Ono man in a thousand—Tho Col onel. j A resolution is easier to pass than to keep. An "invention of tho enemy'' is never patented.—Statesman. Selfishness often shows a very bad sooial taste.—Cleveland Plain Dealer. "Figg is always setting n trap for liiswife." "Jealousy, is it?" "Nope! mice."—lnter-Ocean. "History repeats itself;" but that is because it is getting old and volum inously garrulous.—Puck. ■ Love shows itself by deeds; but it is often confoundedly hard to get a wife to sign ono with you.—Puck. Mon aro either good because they have not been found ou£ or because they are not married—Atchison Globe. "Dr. White is a specialist, is ha not? What is his sepecialty?" "Ho has two —consultations and fees."— iVoguo. A man has been known to stand in a corner all day, wondering at tbe world's idleness. —Cleveland Plain Dealer. Tho Diner —"Waiter, why didn't you keep your thumb out of tho soup?" The Waiter—"Oh, it isn't hot."—Detroit Free Pross. Microbes iu tho kiss, you say? lllght you are, my boy. Littlo germs of purest bliss, Bacilli of joy! —Harpers Bazar. One of tho lessons of life which many peoplo never learn is that it is not necessary to mako an uss of one self merely bcoauso one has x magnifi cent opportunity. "Looking for work, aro you?" asked tho good lady. 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"I am sure Mollie will do everything In her power to make It pleasant for us," she said again and again. "It's so nice to have some one you know well when you go to a strange place." So Immediately on her arrival she sent a note to her friend, who arrived promptly next morning and gave her a most effusive greeting. "Shull you be here long?'' she inquired. "Over Sunday? How delightful. llow many are there In your party? Four? O, that Is just it pleasant number, isn't It? I want yon all to come," and, as Mrs. Z. listened exjieetantly for an luvltatlon to a din ner or some sort of festivity, she con tinued, "to our pew at St. U.'s Sunday morning. It Is very large, and there is plenty of room for you all." Poor Mrs. Z. bus not yet heard the last of tho great advantage of knowing her friend, Mollie S.—Boston Saturday Eveuiug Gazette. The Wrong War. There is away of looking at a thing that Is curious ami wrong. Tho old adage, 4 'proof of tho'.pudding is in eating it," is sound sense. 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He died without revealing the secret to even his own family, and but for a party of seng diggers entering the re gion it might have remained a secret for generations, as it is situated in an unfrequented part of tlie mountain. The lee was only protected from tho rays of the sun by a thick growth of moss, resembling that seen dangling from the oaks of Louisiana and Texas. Its formation was after the fashion of a coal vein, being a few inches thick in some places, while several feet in others. The formation indicates that it had been spread over the surface in a liquid state and then congealed. ly what process it freezes or was frozen is a matter of conjecture. Some think that it was formed in the winter and had been protected since by a dense growth of moss which covers it, while tho more plausible theory is that be neath the bed is situated a great na tural laboratory whose function is a formation of ether, and the process of freezing goes steadily on through the heat as well as the cold. The bed covers ouo acre.—Brooklyn Eagle. Told by tho Birds. According to an old superstition, tho girl who dreams she hears a cuckoo cry is in danger of losing her lover, if sho has net already lost him. If a man dreams of this herald of summer liia love difficulties will be numerous. Should lie marry he will become a wid ower. In England it Is said that if you si ala robin's eggs your legs will ba broken- a proverb doubtless evolved for the edification of mischievious boys. In some parts of Scotland the song of the robin is held to augur no good to the sick person who hoars it, and to those superstitiously inclined, much anxiety is sometimes caused when its notes are heard near a house where any one happens to bo ill. There is n say ing that happy is the person on whom a wren alights; he or she will for a long time bo lucky in everything. It is also a groat stroke of good luck if ho or she sees a wren drop a feather, and secures it. "Tor quaterquo boati" are such since they will be happy until they enter a church, or as some say till they wrong or deceive any one. When robins are seeu near houses, and when sparrows chirp a great deal, then bo prepared for wet weather. 80 says a pioco of ancient proverbial philo sophy, which experience has Bhown is not very far wrong. To dream that you see sparrows jumping about your door step Is a sign of good fortune attending upon any project that you may set your mind upon accomplishing. If misery loves company, we will ail it least have one tiling we love in hell.