Theie'a isn't a man in the German Enr-ivo who coultl eh nib into Bis marek's chair a:iua\ credit in the world as ours? An interesting decision on the sub ject of "compulsory" tips lias just been made by the Higher Court at Vicuna. The suit arose out of a (lis- ; pate between a gentleman who had passed a considerable time at a sum mer resort and a hotel porter. A Mr. I)., who, with his family, had stayed for thirty-eight days at the hotel, pre sented the servant who conveyed the baggage to the station with six florins, about 82.50. This tlio man emphati cally decliucd to accept, demanding instead ten florins. On the depart ing guest declining to give that amount, the servant refused to part with the visitor's baggage, which ho carried back to the hotel and deposit ed with the manager, Mr. D. then brought, through the Public Prose cutor, a charge of extortion, accom pauied with threats and injury to property, against the porter. The Lower Court acquitted the servant on all the accounts. Then the suit was I carried to the Higher Court, which has confirmed the previous decision. The | charges of threats an l injury to prop- | erty the court considered unproved, and declared that the servant, who re ceived no wages, was thrown for his sub. isteuce upon tho generosity of the visitors; that of this Mr. D. was aware; and that personal service for thiriy-oight days, according to the local usuage, at ton kreuzers a day, I amounted to at least twelve florin?, to wi.i -h the man had a legal claim; nr. 1 that he was quite within his rights in retaining tho baggage to secure him self flora pecuniary loss. When Charette, a Merrimno hero, : was asked by n Spanish officer in San. ' tiago the object of that intrepid action, • lie said, standing at attention: "Sir, • i:i the i nite 1 St ites Navy it is not the | cus' om for a seaman to know or to a-k ! to know the object of his superior of- ! licer." yi words, these—in. tin t | with the qualities that make nations j entirely grc.it —end yoc not liner than I the nets tbey have voiced so nobly tlr.T.i -li many a trying year. Dircip si< ' devt ti >ii to the fin r, these :ra the I - on . ■ ht as tho beginning ' an l end of duty t > the American of lic r and 1,1 ua jacket. Both accept this S, If-elTacemeat and denial with out qu • uh,n as to their rea jona' !en. .• s in as •' io of livin j which s > c-s.ea t&.y <• ii i bigli . rr.var.l than the love it cor. ; rv, TiuireU a jiathos in b:■an It ro mly come tn it irial fl- Va • nu :1, t! • plaudits i adm; i in nival nnn: Is. But laro i;. loi i it that the blue j i-hiet may count w■ , more th \:\ th - hand grips of his ah'.] • mates, the u forgotten dory of g - hint deeds, the blurred tradition oi nacriflc- that should have been death less. And yet knowing this and ac cepting this as a part of the duty im posed he never falters, never questions, and whore the fight is hottest and the chance is least lie goes forward, cagr-i to prove that what hie brain and brawn may achieve belongs not to himsell but to the nation. Honor them, then --care for their. —for these nameless heroes in blue aro the vanguards oi American liberty on every sea. AT THE TURN OF THE ROAD. A moment's rause for longirg and for The memory of a touch,' warm, trusting, dreaming, clinging, A moment's looking backward on tho The memory of that touch grown cold as way; ice; To kiss my hand to long-past turrets gleam- A voice hushed that was sweet as wild iif-T, bird's singing, To stand and think of life of yesterday. A love whose bright flame burned in sac- A little time to dream of sunlit hours Spent where white towers ri?e against the Only a grave! Life of to-day will teach me _, . „ Its .stream fleets fast for sorrow and regret. To tread agniu that path of too sweet flow- Beyond this turn its sweeping wave will To lu-ar ng in tho greeting and good- I must go with It, as wo nil goi Yet— .. ~ A moment's pause for longing and for What is there, say you, in that far off dreaming. A moment's looking backward on the Of my pest living and past loving, loft way. Wrapped la iu its golden haze, to stir my To kiss my hand to long-past turrets gleam- P'ty i ng, And call the bitter sigh of the bereft? To stand and think of life of yesterday! —Donahoo's. i i M® M © MM® MM J PROVING HIS WORTH. 4 y ADMUNII W. DENNETT. A- py- fR ff. M . ,v o ..&■&) HE thing I would | like to know, Papa *" Hun, is when I may ask the snpeviuteu- j ___—! tleut for an office?" i 1 i anil Lyle planted 1 1 his sturdy fourtcen year-old legs far apart as he leaned back against the telegraph table, for once heedless of the insistent, metalio clattering of the little brass instru ments. "When yon are old enough,my son," | was the mechanically given answer. "Oh, that's tho same old answer," disgustedly. "To tho same old question," calmly. "You know you said yourselt that there was nut a better operator on the whole road than I." "Yes." "And I do so want my name on the pny roll," pleadingly. "Are you not my assistant at a stated salary?" asked Mr. Loomis, looking up from his desk for the first tinio during the conversation. "Yes, Papa Han, but that is just 'make-believe.' I asked the paymas ter last payday if my name was on the rolls, and he only smiled and said it would he some day." "Should that not satisfy you, my boy?" and a look of pain came into Mr. Loomis' eyes at this repeated sug gestion of tho inevitable parting, Lyle slowly shook his head. Bat now that it came to broaching his se cret plans to his father ho could not talk so lluently as ho had thought. Something would keep rising up in his throat, but finally he said: "Papa, if you will let lue go and see Mr. Chelton, tho superintendent of telegraph, and ask hiiu for an office I will he satisfied." This was not nearly so elaborately Btnted ns Lylo had planned, but it was straight to the point. Mr. Loomis drummed a moment on his desk and then said. "Very well, my sou, you may take the down train for tho city iu the morning and seo Mr. Chelton." For one ecstatic moment' Lylo doubted his ears. Then, as he finally realized what this permission might mean, his nimble feet (lew together, and as he dived out of the open office door he cried: "Hurrah for Papa Han!" Mr. Loomis arose and stepped to the window in time to see Lyle's sturdy form skipping from the end of tie to tho end of tie as he went down the track to the big curve, where a long bridge was being built across tho deep gorge. He could not but smilo bit terly as ho thought how, in his anxiety to have his boy always by bis side since tho death of Lyle's mother three years before, he had defeated that very de sire. Ho had at first interested the boy in learning telegraphy to keep liiin in tho office by his side, and now the lad wanted to try his now-found wings. "To-morrow! To-morrow, my name on the pay roll!" buzzed and bounded through Lyle's busy brain as he bounded along to tho edge of the gorge, whore the bridgomou weie working. All that night his mind was busy i with the approaching interview with I the superintendent. He thought the train would never come, and the ride , to the cily, ncross the sky-pierciug ; mountain, was hut a blur. In some way that was never quite j dear to him he found himself in tho superintendent's office, staring at the 1 In. r. I i i k of a man ho knew to be j t'no superintendent. An audlenoe with | tiie K'.iii or of nil the Russians would j not have h n half so terrifying to him. Hlov. iy liio chair aud its occu-1 pant turned or au.l. Then, iu whai sounded even to him: "If ns a very small \ nice, Lyle made his errand "Want a pmibon, eh?" asked gruff John Chelton, alowly, looking poor Lylo over -ahe id to foot '"I be li-. i-e that we i : : not in need of any met ■ a jer boys at present "I do not wisha position ns messen ger," sai.l Lyle. "1 aui an operator." "An operator! An operator! Hold on, let i i ' have a witness to this in t■ rvicuv," touching a small call bell on : his desk. Then as a man answer.-1 j the call he turned to Lyle and nodde . fur him to proceed. I "Yi , sir; lam an operator," s.; 1 ; Lylo, us boldly as be might. ' "Well," eyeing him again fromhctl i to foot, "when did babies take Iu j learning telegraphy and wanting posi tions, I should like to know?" and Mr. Che'.t ■ i sto nl up iu nil the tower ing h'dght of his six feet and stared down at the boy. Lylo felt his woeful lack of nature more than lack of age, bal raid bravely, if n little shakily: "Yo-u m-ay text me, if you don't be lieve me." I "That, s fair, at least," said the su perintendent, with a small wink at the man. "Here, Hoskius," addressing j the man who had answered the bell, j "sit down aud test this bo— young man." Yow, Hoskius prided himself on his ability as a sending operator, and he seated himself with a determination to "rush" the joungster. Ho gave the "key" a few preliminary rattles and I smiled grimlj as he called up a uivi- I sion office where there was a first-class j man aud commenced to dispatch some I accumulated business. | Lyle's pen staggered and floundered | over the first few words, aud then he steadied down into the swinging i "copy" of the old-timer. This was ■ ; nothing now to him—ho thought he i was out at Las Palomas copying for practice! Hadn't ho copied Hoskius s by tho hour before for practice! Ho always did like Hoskius' Morse—it I was so even and well spaced! When i lie finally looked up he saw a kindly ; light in Mr. Cfieitou's eyes that he had not noticed there before. But his ris t ing hopes were dashed by the first - words of tho superintendent. i "I couldn't put tho lives of whole : trainloads of people in tho hands of one so young, my boy, now, could I? But I will remember you; I promise you I will," and that was all he would do. "I did so want my name on the pay roll for suro and certain," said Lylo. "It will be there in time, my boy." "That's what yon all say," said Lyle, suppressing a sob as he'raufrom i the office. Soon tho Las Palomas train was ready, and as Lyle took his seat in the coach his heart was sore with disap pointment. "They all want a fellow to bo as big aud as old as tho mountains before they will let him do anything," he thought, bitterly. Tho crew on the train was a "plains" crew, compelled to tako the run over the mountain on account of a washout : beyond Las Palomas. They were very unsociable and "grumpy" on : this account, us well as on account of their engine not steaming well. At Placitas a mountain "helper" was added, and the tortuous climb to the summit was commenced. • Tho summit was capped by a tall moun tain, pierced by the longest tunnel on the road. Two-thirds of tho way through tho tunnel was up a very sharp grade, and it was not to exceed a rail's length before they pitched down ns steep nu incline into Las Palomas. All the way up the wiudiug moun tain side Lyle watched the "double header" freight following tho passen ger within the ten-miuute limit. One moment tho freight would be iu plain sight, the next hiddon by some jut ting point, only to appear later far to one side, seeming almost that it was on another track, aud again it was going in an entirely different direc tion, so winding was the road. The passengers stopped at Rossitn, half way up tho mountain, to take water. As Lyle was standing at the open telegraph window listening to l his beloved instruments clicking so i merrily, the nose of the freight on j gine pushed around the curve, aud : Bon Parr, engineer of tho big uioun i tair. engine, waved a friendly greeting | to Lyle as he stood a moment beside j his eugine, oil can in hand. Then ; Lyle's attention was attracted by tiro familiar sound of his father's send | ing, and as the train started slowly he | caught these words of the message: I " —delayed twenty minutes in Suin i mit tunnel—account wet, slippery rail —" i Lyle know the tricks of tho tunnel, and that at times it was comparatively dry and at others would be dripping wet, and this without any apparent : connection with th" rainfall upon the I mountain above. This report gave . him no concern, though, uajjl they passed Fierce, tli9 last telegraph sta tion on that side of (lie tunnel, with out being notified of the condition of ' the tunnel. i Then he became uneasy. Hal ho not heard every train crew on tho mountain say they feared Summit tunnel when the rail was slippery and another train following them? Ho felt that he must speak to tho con ductor of the message he had heard, and when he did so that official looked him over very coolly and said: i "My son, I ran trains before yon • were born. I will seo that yon are not carried by your destination," i which showed the conductor held the - information very cheap. 1 | All the while watchful Lyle could ! s see that the passenger was losing a , few minutes' time, and tho freight, j while staying strictly within her time, • 1 was gaining on them slowly. To add I to bi3 feelings of uueasiuess the shades j . t all possess important medicinal virtues and all come at a time iu the year when we need a cool ing and hood purifying diet. During cold weather we can consume quanti ties oi fat meat with benefit, because fats used as food ; ro.lnce beat and help us to withstand cold, but with tlio .temperature as high as it gets iu this country during tho summer, wo really need but little meat, aud vege tables are all that we need to supply us with strength topevform the heaviest tasks. If the meats consumed in sum mer were mostly mutton or poultry, with eggs, we would be better off than we are as consumers of so much fal pork, but none of these take the place of au unlimited supply of fresh vege tables and fruits sneli as any farmer in the land may produce at tho cost of a small amount of labor devoted to theii cultivation.—Farm News. OUR RUDGET OF IIUMOR. LAUGHTER-PROVOKING STORIES FOR LOVERS OF FUN. A Bravo Soldier Girl—Not Always tlie Same—None But the Brave Would Apply—What She Wan Afrahl Of—ln I'se—A Wny to Learn—A Suro Sign* film was deckel with soldier buttons, Sho wns clad la army blue, And she wore a martial emblem On her natty sailor, too. "But alas! a little sj filer Crept across this maiden's band, And with all her warlike trappings She screamed to beat the bund. —Tacoma (Wash.) Lodger, None But the Brave Would Apply. "The man I marry," said the Blond "Wirlow, "must be a hero." "He, will be," remarked the Savago Bachelor.—Cincinnati Enquirer. Not AltvnyH the Same. His Grandson—"A ration is what tho soldier gets to eat at on 9 meal, isn't it?" Tho Veteran—"lt is what he is sup posed to get."—Puck. What She Wns Afraid Of. Mamma—"Aro you afraid of the dark, Bessie?" Bessie—"No, mammn, I ain't fwaid of tho dark, but I'm awfully fwaid of 'lings 'at's in tho dark 'at you tun't see. A Hltrionle Triumph. "What did the stage manager sav to you?" "He said he wished I would act as emotional on tho stage as I do when I strike him for more salary."—Chicago Record. Empty Tall;. Higgins Hall—"Have you heard that empty box story?" Rustic Bridge—"No." Higgins Hall—''lt's just as well you haven't; there's nothing iu it."—Chau tauqua Assembly Herald. A Sure Sign. Smith—"Brown is evidently finan cially embarassod." .Tones—"Why do you think so?" Smith—"Ho is beginning to live extravagantly and dresses bettor than formerly."—Chicago News. Iu Use. Mamma (at the breakfast table) — "You always ought to use your nap kin, Georgie." Georgie—"l am usiu' it mammn. I've got tlio dog tied to tho leg of the table with it."—Chicago Tribune. At tlio Jungle Picnic. First Monkey—"Did you ever see an animal chango himself into another animal?" Second Monkey—"No." First Monkey—"Well, there's the elephant making a hog of himself!"— Fuck. Fln-dc-Slecle* Old Lady—"Didn't I toll you uevei to coiuo here again?" Up-to-Date Tramp—"l hope yon will pardon me, madam, but it's the fault of my secretary; ho neglected to strike your name from my visiting list."—Tit-Bits. A Wny to Learn. "The only way for a man to lenva all about women is to get married." "And study the ways of his wife, eh?" "New. Listen to what she tells him about the other women."—ln dianapolis Journal. An 111-lire! Hug. Mrs. Faddlo—"l thought you war ranted that dog I bought of you well bred?" Dog Denier—"Bo it is, mum." Mrs. Faddle—"Oh, no, it isn't; it holts its food iu the most vulgar man ner!"—Pick-Me-Up. Just I.ikc Her. First Domestic—"There's Mrs. Cameron, that you live with, over on the other side of the street." Second Domestic—"Gracious! I hope she won't see me. It will be just like her to go aud get a bonnet like mine."—Boston Transcript. One of Many. Thompson—"You look pale and thin, Johnson. Why will you persist in killing yourself working night and day such weather ns this?" Johnson "I am trying to earn money enough to pay the expense of a week's rest iu the country."—New York Weekly. Cross Examination. Attorney—"You reside ?" Witness—"With my uncle." Attorney—"And your uncle lives Witness -"With me." Attorney—"Exactly. And you both live ?" Witness—"Together."—New York Journal. Beneath Contempt. Mr. l)c Broker —"I am a defaulter, and I want 3*oll to defend me." GreafrLawj'er—"Certainty, Mr. De Broker, I'll get you oil' all right. Have 110 fear. How many millions is it?" . Mr. Do Broker (with dignity)— "oir, T am short on!}' a few thousand, aud I hope to pay that some day." Great Lawyer (to ofiice boy) "James, show this vile scoundrel the door!" Rclf-Sacrllice. A small hoy belonging to a family ol fivo cauio into the houso one day with live stones, which 110 cheerfully ex plained were to be tombstones for each member of the family. Later his little sister, counting them, said: "Hero is a tombstone for father dear! Hero is the baby's; but thero is none hero for Katie, the nurse." Then she quickly added, "Oh, well, never mind; Katie cau have mine, and I'll live."—Life.