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Sir Arthur Sullivan left an estate of
about $7.10,000. Ills music was well
worth it.
The Cliicaso News thinks Jli" recov
ery of the Arkansas woman win had
203 tits in five hours completely ex
emplifies the survival of the fittest.
"Among all colors," says a scientific I
writer, "the most poignantly emotion- j
al tone undoubtedly belongs to red." j
He must have been experimenting on I
n bull.
A comic opera being suns In a Polish
town was converted Into a tragedy by
the murder of a chorus singer in full
view of the audience. A great many
comic operas might be improved in the
same way.
—
Draught horses listed as only fairly
good bring S2OO apiece easily out in
Washington and Oregon just now, and
dealers report the supply steadily de
creasing and prices rising. As yet the
automobile hasn't got in its deadly
work on the Pacific Coast, it appears.
The salaries paid to the Prince of
Wales out of the British Treasury add
up 080,000 a year, nd he has a priv
ate income besides. Nevertheless An
drew Carnegie, the laird of Skibo Cas
tle, could buy him out several times
over and still have enough left to give
away a library- or two when he felt
like it.
There are 33.77S young men In the
medical colleges of the United States.
Doubtless there are enough Kerbs
with new lymphs and Scheueks wiib
lew sex theories and other embyro
lanaceas among them to make things
interesting for twentieth-century in
valids. Opportunities for distinction
.n :h medical profession were never
so numerous and so glittering as-now,
nnd the bills never so big. Darwin
complained that a man of science was
likely to starve in London. This wa.i j
due io liis la£k of business talent. The
recipe for success lies In a combination
of specialism with a head for grading 1
the bills to the capacity of the patient, I
The Electrical Review thinks the
Pe:< heron and the shaggy legged dray |
horse will disappear pros utl.v and
only be preserved stuffed in museums.
Lighter loined animals of Hie specie-; I
m;:y last longer as accossvrie.s of sport I
or pleasure, but it foresees the ultimate j
doom of the generation so far as cities j
are concerned, their work being turned
over to \ chicles which run of their
own power. That Is quite- lik-. ly to
come about, and is already well begun,
but numerous fields of utility will be
left to the horse where competition
cannot fellow him, and they will agree
better with his constitution than Hi"
wear aud tear of slippery ciiy pave
ments.
Not long ago, srtys the Sydney B'll j
letiu, two Australian judges, one a
member of the Supreme Bench, the
i iher of a court of inferior jurisdic
tion, settled a difference of opinion as
to a question of honor by an appeal ro
nrms, or rather fists. The prelimin
aries were arranged In a few min .
ut a fashionable club, aud then the
judges, accompanied by their seconds,
retired to a well-known private b. x
ing hall, where lliey pounded rich
cr vigorously for fifteen jidnu.es. • *d"!i.•
minor judge," it was recorded, "evni,-
ually established bis claim to prei"
dence—probably for the llrst time in
Australian history-—by a knock
blow under the Supreme Court jaw."
T1;R Comma liaised Row.
By a misplaced comma a paper In
Greeley County raised a dickens of u
row. It said:
Two young men from Loot a went
with tlielr girls to Tribune to attend
the teachers' institute, and as soon as
they left, the girls got drunk.
The comma belonged after the girls.
A COUNTRY BREATH.
FY SUSAN HARTLEY SWETT.
A hav-load in the city square,
The sweets of a whole summer fair,
In one rude wagon piled;
The fragrant breath of warm, still rains,
The scent of strawberries in green lanes,
Faint petals blown from roses wild.
And straightway all tno bustling place
Is filled with some enchanted grace,
And tinkling with the notes
Of field-larks, and of ml "" streams.
Of south winds, murmuring their dreams
Through airy aisles of oats.
My lady in the gilded shop
Lets nil the tawdry trinkets drop,
And through the magic sees
A dooryard sweet with mint and phlox,
And pink with ruffled hollyhocks,
That nod of belted bees.
ALMOST A TRAGEI >V.
SI G N O R I N A SABINA, the
daughter oi the Mayor of Mou
rat, was returning to lier
home; she wore a coquettish
cream-colored veil and a large Iqjt of
white straw ornamented with roses,
which softly shaded her brunette face.
This girl of nineteen vas treated
with much respect by her townspeople.
Her father, one of the richest proprie
tors of the place, had kept her for
three years at school in the capital,
from which she had returned but late
ly. She was well educated and self
possessed In manner.
Just as she arrived at her house, sit
uated upon the slope of a fertile mead
ow which protected the village from
the winds of the north and west she
encountered two young men.
"Where are you going, Signorina Sa
bina?" inquired one of them, a large,
dark youth with sparkling eyes.
"I am returning home, Signor An
drea."
The young man began to sing, it
being near the vesper hour. At his
saucy pretense of devotion Sabina
turned with a smile to bis companion.
"Does not this levity shock you, Sig
nor Giocomo?" she asked.
"No, signorina, not at all," he care
lessly responded.
The girl seemed nervous. She tor
mented the cover of lier prayer-book
ami murmured between her teeth:
"Why does lie say nothing more?
Yesterday I called to him. He was at
the bottom of the meadow. He came
at a slow pace, whistling! Certainly
be must have a sweetheart. But who
is she? Oh, I must—l will know it!"
Sabina was in love with Glocomo
Baplet without his suspecting it. For
bow long? Since the luminous apple
blossom time of the last May when
they had chatted together for a long
time near her window. And in every
way she loved strongly.
That which attracted her was with
out doubt Gioeomo's good looks—the
large, full eye, with eyelashes extend
ed so as to make the glance appear al
ways east down, the small mouth soft
ly defined and shadowed by a slight
mustache. But she held herself with
an indifferent and languid air and af
fected a coldness which admirably
veiled lier passion.
Next day, at the hour when Giocomo
was accustomed to return to his home,
Sabina loitered near tlie path which
led from the road to his uncle's castle;
With lier was Valoroso, one of the large
dogs of the Pyrenees, so beautiful
with their white hair and festooned
tails, and so strong with their great
paws, enormous heads and massive
I jaws. No need to close the door when
this animal guarded the house! Valo
roso would in an instant have torn to
1 pieces the imprundent person who ven
tured to enter.
I The maid presently perceived Glo
como at a little distance behind her.
| She slackened her pace and allowed
j him to approach, when she told liini
! that she was going to the house of Ma
rietta, a workwoman who lived at
some distance in this direction. So
they might as well walk together.
Presently she began to speak of the
many pretty girls in Mourat; she ac
cused Glocomo of having fixed his eyes
on some one of them. He responded
in monosyllables and did not look iu
her direction.
"At leas.," she continued, "you will
admit that you have not always turned
your head away from the girls you
have met?"
Giocomo defended himself hut indif
ferently.
"Let it be so," ho said, after a quar
ter of an hour's teasing. "I admit,
since you desire it, Signorina Sabina,
that I adore all the pretty girls in Mou
rat, hut I love none of tliera."
"What, none?" said Sabina, with a
lip that trembled. "None In all the
place? You are frank, Signor Gioco
mo! Confess, now, that at least
one "
"Not one, I repeat."
"Oli, you deny it for fear T. might
ask her name!"
"You are mistaken, signorina; I care
?or no woman living."
Giocomo spoke coldly. Sabina
laughed hysterically to keep herself
from tears.
She knew herself to he beautiful,
yet this man was blind to her charms.
She saw herself in imagination as she
was at that moment. Prom her full
brow rose a coronet of fine dark liair;
her long eyelashes gave a languishing
shadow to the pupils below; her
mouth was like a living rose, and her
head, adorned with long tresses, rose
The sooty laborer with a thrill.
Plucks shamrocks on an Irish hill,,
A gamin cheers and chaffs:
All busy footsteps pause a bit,
Somewhere is toil by clear skies lit,
A sunburnt world that laughs.
And long and long the sweetness stays,
And cheers and cools the heated ways,
Like the happy news from home,
Till the ivlc moon and misty stars
Look down as if, by meadow bars.
Their rays touched clover bloom.
But little recks the countryman.
Bound homeward on his empty van,
Along the closing marts,
A* hat store he brought with him to-day,
Oi what, within a load of hay,
Could touch so ivany hearts.
—Youth's Companion.
from her shoulders with a grace inex
pressible.
For a time they were silent, both
occupied with their oAvn thoughts.
Presently she broke a branch from a
tree, and, striking the hedge with it,
startled the little birds, who, thus
rudely aroused from their repose, took
flight with a whirring of wings. The
noise woke Giocomo from his apathy.
"Since 3*oll have interrogated me so
well, Signorina Sabina," lie said, "now
listen to me. Is it because you are iu
love yourself that you are so ready to
suspect others?"
She made her voice adorabl3* caress
ing, and sent toward him a meaning
glance as she murmured*.
"Perhaps."
But Giocomo did not ask, as she ex
pected, a fuller explanation of this
"perhaps."
"Sigaor Giocomo," said she, finally,
with a pout, "have 3*oll 110 curiosity?
Have 3*ou 110 desire to know more?
Yes, I love some one, and that some
one is a young man, amiable—even
more so that 3*oll. And from this
love will come happiness—greater hap
piness than 3*ou are able to under
stand, not knowing what it is to be
loved. O, poor Giocomo!" and she
laughed mockingly.
Though Giocomo did not understand
the girl's manner, he (lid not for a mo
ment suspect the truth.
"Women are incomprehensible," lie
thought, "when they are in love."
Aloud he said: "I ought to be obliged
to you for bearing with my society.
Andrea would have been more wel
come. It is he whom 3'ou love?"
"Yes," she replied with energy.
As thc3* had come to the path which
led to tae house of Marietta they
parted, exchanging cold good-nights.
And now Sabina's lashes fell, and her
eyes showed 110 more pride, but were
filled with tears.
"She loves Andrea!" muttered Glo
como.
Ho smiled fainlly, going along the
road with impatient steps and dis
traught manner. Upon his right hand
the setting sun appeared, rolling like a
globe of tire toward the west, project
ing across the country great purple
shadows; the mountains received a
soft flood of light which tinged their
summits with rose-color and disclosed
I flie tops of the fir trees, their trunks
being already lost in the gloom.
It appeared to Giocomo that this mo
ment of divine light brought to him
but sadness and night—that the world
was only a tomb, lie who had always
been satisfied felt that he wanted
something—that a void had been made
about him and within him, but he
knew not in what way.
lie recalled Sabina's pale face, in
which her eyes burned with the fever
of love. She thought then of Andrea—
happy Andrea. As he crossed the
threshold of the castle an overpower
ing influence caused him to say to
himself:
"Let me love likewise!"
From this day he avoided Sabina.
Meanwhile, the elder Baplet was de
sirous of the betterment of his nephew.
He was seventy, and at oue time or
another, as may be admitted without
controversy, lie would be obliged to
. take his departure for another world,
lie desired, then, to gee Giocomo es
tablished in life, and it would be an
easy thing, he thought, to entrap an
excellent youth Into matrimonial hap
piness.
Negotiations were secretly conduct
cd with a worthy farmer of the vi
cinity, who was Ids relative, and who
had a daughter of eighteen, Giovanna
Cassarde. The two old comrades
spent long hours in consultation and
decided upon the amount of the dow
ry. Finally, one Sunday in August,
Baplet was able to present his project
to Giocomo.
Giocomo immediately consented to
it. After that last encounter with Sa
bina he had lost his customary calm
ness and repose. He Instinctively"
craved some diversion. He promptly
sought Giovanna! She was a blonde,
of gentle disposition, but somewhat
too quiet to suit Giocomo, who in
wardly contrasted her with the impul
sive Sabina. He had frequently
thought of her, but he considered her
bound to Andrea. He had no doubt
that she loved his vivacious friend. It
did not seem possible that it could be
otherwise.
On the fifteenth of October Giocomo
was to marry Giovanna. In the early
part of the month Sabina had gone to
a neighboring village to see one of her
aunts, or rather to seek for forgetful-
ness. She had spoken an untruth to
Giocoino, and he nad believed her, the
silly fellow! He loved Giovauna. who
by this time loved kira certainly—af
ter a manner—and- expected • to be
happy with him. At every instant she
saw them together, and the thought of
their happiness tormented her as
she returned from Birazue and fol
lowed with head bent a narrow path
which led from the mountain to the
river. Her dog, Valoroso, was with
her, and as if he comprehended that
she was in trouble, pressed against
her dress and regarded her with* soft
and melancholy eyes.
Raising her head Sablna perceived In
the lane at some distance two figures
which she recognized as those of Gio
eomo and Giovauna. Her brow dark
ened. With an angry exclamation she
darted behind a rock that rose beside
the roadway.
The betrothed pair separated, aud
Glocomo came toward Sabina without
perceiving her, being buried in his own
reflections. She heard him approach,
and imagined that Giovauna was with
him. A wild tempest of jealousy
surged up in her soul. She laid her
hand on Valoroso's head, fiercely whis
pering:
"Revenge me. my good dog! Bite
them! Tear them savagely!"
She made an expressive gesture, and j
Valoroso, with a hoarse growl, leaped j
upon Glocomo.
Before the young man had recog
nized his enemy the brute had his two
enormous paws upon his shoulders and
his sharp teeth at his throat. Gioco
mo uttered a loud cry.
A penitence more swift than thought
came to Sabina. She threw herself
upon the dog and dragged him away,
uttering a shriek so terrible that Valo
roso cowered as if expecting a blow.
The scene had become almost tragic.
Sabina succumbed to grief and emo
tion. She fell fainting to the earth.
Glocomo hastened to bring water from
the river and bathe her face, his own
full of tenderness and pity. How
beautiful she was! What an expres
sion of suffering softened her colorless
lips! He felt that he adored her. He
trembled at sight of her trouble.
"Sabina —dear Sabina," he softly
said, "it is I! Have you forgotten
me?"
She replied by an imperious gesture.
"Leave me!" she said.
"Why should I leave 3*011?"
"Do you not know? It was I who
set the dog on you!"
Ciiocomo remained for a moment
overcome with astonishment.
"Why did you do it?" he demanded.
"I love j'ou," she cried. "I would
rather see you dead than married to
another!"
"You love me? Even I, even I, Sa
bina? Well, then. I love 3*ou! It is
not possible to doubt now—l adore
you! It was most unfortunate, as you
see, that to the last moment I misun
derstood 3*oll. For a long time I have
loved 3 r ou without knowing it."
Sabina leaned toward Glocomo,
whose handsome face was marked by
tears, but irradiated with happiness.
"And you will forgive me?"
"O, 1113' adored one!" murmured Gio
como.
A month later Giocomo Baplet con
ducted to the altar a young lady ra
diant with happiness, but her name
was not Giovanna.—New York Weekly.
Could Not Trust Their Comrade*
There has always been a good deal
of question as to bow much honor
there really is among thieves, and the
guild seem to be doubtful also, for two
of its members in a Hungarian town
preferred to kill a companion in a par
ticularly disgusting way a few nights
ago rather than to trust him. Inci
dentally, a villager showed rather
striking presence of mind. The three
thieves were in the act of entering a
small shop by a rear window. The
first plunged in feet ilrst, stuck fast,
and was promptly pounced upon by
the owner, who deftly slipped a rope
about his legs and made him a prison
er. Then he went out to call for aid.
The two other thieves, having hidden,
now reappeared, and finding that they
could not release their comrade, dared
not take the chance of his "informing"
upon them, and, drawing their knives,
cut his head from his shoulders and
carried it away with them.
A Table Delicacy*
That thing more powerful in its odor
than Limburger cheese has been
found, and in Russia, its native couii
try, it is called "trescn." The confec
tion is a delightful preparation of cod
fish which was caught the previous
summer, and therefore has had a
whole year in which to decompose, it
is considered a delicac3* in Northe: 11
Russia. Those foreigners who have
seen it say that its odor is be3*ond
words to describe. What it tastes like
not one of them lias had the hardihood
to learn I) 3' personal experience. Visit
ing the fish market of Archangel 011 a
hot day, It can easily be smelt that
flie odor boats that of the famous and
ancient city of Cologne.
Saving Up For a ltaiity Day.
Tlic 1 toy ill Dockyards are just now
suffering from a violent lit of economy,
and much friction between ships and
the yards is the result. Under the
new custom, when tarpaulins, gun
covers, etc., are sent in for repair, the
dockyard people only paint slleji
patches as they may put in, the rest is
left just anyhow. Of course, the ship
has to repaint the lot. The way the
economy is effected Is that when the
necessary painting is done on ship
hoard the commander has probably to
provide the paint. Something like $lO
a year must be saved by this economy,
—Loudon Engineer.
J^AFFA.RS
Remedy For Crealcy Shoes.
If you wish to cure your shoes of r,
tendency to creak which, once
lasts as long ordinarily as the shoes
themselves, put them into a shallow
dish in which you have placed a sniaS
amount of sweet oil, or even meltei!
lard. Allow the soles of the shoes tt
remain In the oil during the night. No{
only will the objectionable noise ceasA
but the shoes will also be made prooi
against the wet.
Tart In tlie Sick Romii,
Sympathy must not be overworked, j
nor fail to lend itself to that denial
which is often a real kindness. The j
temptation to humor a sick friend or I
relative in every whim is often irra j
sistihle. But true tact, however, may
generally find away by wldeli tin,
patient seems to have every indulg
ence he desires, yet In truth have
nothing but that wlileh the one ir.
charge desires to give him. While the
will of the watcher must always lie
dominant, it should never be so ob
strusively; the patient should be rulef
so gently tlmt he does not know he is
being ruled. At times, of course, tin
patient will ask for something in sue! I
n way that lie cannot be led from tin I
subject or be made to think that after j
all he does not want that particular
thing. Then a direct "no" must be giv
en him; and a quiet, persistent refusal
to meet unreasonable and harmful de
mands will not weaken, but rather I
make stronger the ties between tiie
Invalid and the watcher. Strength
and sweetness combined will work
wonders in holding such a situation.—
Mary It. Baldwin, in the Woman's
Home Companion.
Nursery Temperature.
During the first cool days, especial
ly when clouds and rain give added
' gloom, the temperature of the nursery
must have extra attention. The fires
that lire started "to take off the morn
ing chill," are often allowed to in
crease the temperature, until the nurs
ery threatens to become a sort of liot
bed—a dangerous state of affairs at
any time, aud especially at this ehange-
I able season.
| When the temperature Is too high.
I it causes general relaxation, and ex-
I cites the nervous system of (lie little
i ones; and it is said to favor the devel
! opment of convulsive and nervous dis
j eases. It also renders a child more
; liable to catch cold. But with due
regulation of the temperature from the
| time the early fires are first started
j in the nursery, many winter troubles
| may be avoided.
During the first few chilly weeks
It should be kept comfortably and
| equably warm. It should not be al
| lowed to go below sixty-live degrees,
and if there Is a very young baby <t
Is better to keep it at about seventy
I degrees from the first starting of the
I fire, in the early fall,
j Excessive heat and closely ventilated
i rooms are as bad as draughts to n
child's health. Open fireplaces insure
a certain amount of ventilation, but
are injurious if tlicy are allowed to
produce cold draughts. A large screen
should be placed by the nursery door
to Intercept cold currents of air from
j chilly halls.
! All fireplaces should he fenced >a
with an iron or wire grating, and care
should be taken to avoid exposing an
j infant to the heat and glare of a bright
| fire.—Philadelphia Record.
t Jpovj S "a
' fry RECIPES f
! Waffles—One quart of milk, one
| quart of flour, three heaping teaspoon
fuls of baking powder, six heaping
tablespoonfuls of butter, one saltsponn
ful of salt, one egg. Melt the butter
, in the milk, pat tlid salt and baking
I powder into the flour, mix all well to
i gather and last of nil add the egg.
I which should be well beaten. Lake ia
waffle irons.
Pink Delight—lnto the whites'of two
eggs beaten stilt", beat two tahlespoon
fuls of sugar and one cup ol' Juice off
of canned strawberries or strawberry
preserves. It juice Is vCry sweet the
sugar may be omitted. Set oic lee nn
-1 til thoroughly chilled. Serve in glasses,
placing a spoonful of strawberry pre
serves iu each. This simple desseit
will delight the eye as well as the pal
ate.
Compote of Quinces—For a compote
of quinces peel, quarter and core six
that are ripe and sound aud boll tliem
[ in water enough to keep tliem from
burning until they are t uder. Re
move the pieces of fruit aud make a
syrup of one-half cupful of water and
onc-lialf cupful of sugar. Then add
the fruit and boil for five minutes. I!
move the quinces to a glass disli and
boll the syrup until it is thick. Whet
it is eool pour it over the quinces.
Roast Goose—Pluck, singe and care
fully wash and wipe the goose, put it
Into a kettle of boiling water and boil
for one hour, then remove from the
kettle, lay It iu a dripping pan and fill
with a dressing prepared as follows:
Put four large onions into boiling
wnter, simmer five minutes, add tor
sage leaves and let them remain twe
minutes longer; then take both out
chop them very fine, add one quartci
of a pound of bread crumbs, and one
half tablespooul'ul of butter, one egg
beaten light and pepper and salt t<
taste. Mix thoroughly. Bake froir
one to one and one-half hours, accord
Ing to the Rive of the goose.
j TRADE PROPOSITION FAKES.
An Eilitor Grows Sarcastic Over Soma
Offers Received.
! This morning we received nn adver
tising proposition from a Washington
patent attorney, offering ns five dollars
for every client secured by the ndver-
I tisement, but in case ho clients were
forthcoming we were to receive noth
ing out of it excepting the fun of mail
ing out paper free to the advertiser
during the career of the contract.
Hardly a day passes with us any
more that we do not receive a proposi
tion equally generous, and every other
newspaper in the county is blessed the
some way. Is it any wouder the pub
lishers of this laud are amassing such
| colossal fortunes? Is it any wonder
j that the average editor has to go
j nrmed to keep the envious poorer
J clnsses from anarchistic attacks upon
him? Is it any wouder that, after run
ning a newspaper a few months, a
man begins to indulge in diamonds and
stub-tailed horses and plug hats and
I seats in Congress and June watermel- m
ons and Alfred Austin's poems, and
other forms of almost reckless luxury?
During the past week we have been
offered lightning rods, corn salve, due
bill on tuition at Keeiey Institute, cure
for the stuttering habit, worm tablets,
fly paper, Chinese dictionary, ilfe of
Charles Itoss, condition powders, in
strumental music entitled "After the
: Hall," life of Jesse James, "What to
: Do in Case of nn Earthquake," bound
In calf and written by one, Sunday
' school Jokes with a diagram of each,
and numerous other sundries as pay
j for carrying advertising. It is such
| things as this that make the life of a
! publisher one glad panorama of sun
j shine and etherial fun. It shows how
j tickled everybody seems to be to give
the publisher a clinuce and help hint
along, and how trustful and confident
they all are of his perfect ability to
run his business without the use of
money.—-Harry Daniels, in Newspaper
Talk.
They Always Have n Smile.
When the gentleman at the desk had
: attended to the cases of various appli
cants he turned to a pleasant-faced,
well-dressed man who was patiently
awaiting his attention.
"Well," he said, with a smile, "what
can I do for you to-day?"
"Nothing," was the quiet response.
"Ah, that's pleasant; everybody
seems to want some sort of a favor.
Come in and sit down; you are a re
lief."
The pleasant-faced man bowed and
accepted the invitation. "On the other
hand," he said, when he was com
fortably settled, "I want to give you
something."
' "That's nicer than ever," smiled the
host. "I've heard that It was better
to give than to receive, but I've never
had much chance to try both."
|' The visitor took a book out of his
pocket.
"I want to give you," he said, bow
ing again, "nn opportunity to put your
! name down for the finest work ever
sent out by a publishing firm in—-—"
I But he never finished the sentence.—
Tid-Blts.
Went Around the Spot.
■ ! Ecfore Bismarck reconstructed the
map of Europe, and made a united
I Germany, a dozen little principalities
used to annoy travelers by stopping
them nt their frontiers until they had
i satisfied the custom house demands. A
Yankee once had his carriage stopped
' at the frontier of a petty prince's
' country. The Ilorr Obcr, coutroleur
nt the custom house, came forward,
i ! and, much to his Indignation, was re
| ceived in a nonchalant way. The Yan-
I keo was ungentlemanly enough not
i to get out of his carriage or even to
| take off his hat. The Herr Ober sharp
ly demanded the key of the tourist's
j trunks, which his subordinate began
1 handling roughly.
J "Here, hands off," shouted the Ynn
, I kee. "I didn't come from the United
States of America to be controlled by
. | you. Tut those trunks back. I'll not
'! go through you nt all. I'll turn back,
. 1 I'm in no hurry and don't care for los
, lug n day. You're no country. You're
! only a spot. I'll go around you." Aud
he did.—Loudon King.
i
Not Her Father's Friend.
, A doting Chicago father, whoso first
. name is Arthur, has a little daughter
;: four years old. The family recently
. moved to a new locality in the city
, only a few doors away from a street
. car barn where several mules are
| kept.
The next morning, after arriving at,
j the new home, tin? little girl heard one
. of the street car mules braying. It
was the first time she bad ever heard
s a mule bray, and she listened for a
long time before she said: w
' | "Mamma, is that one of papa's T
friends calling him?"
' ■ "No," said her mother. "I hear no
one calling your father."
,; "Yes, there is," said the small girl,
j "Listen, now. Don't you hear him
; calling, "Ar-thur, Arthur, Arthur?'"
"O, yes," replied the mother. "I
hear hint calling now. But that isn't
one of your father's friends. He ha#
more sense than most of your father's
' friends."—Chicago Tribune.
II
! | An Investment Not an Expense.
51 A large and successful advertises
11 says that when he first went into busi
i ness he regarded newspaper advertis
i: ing as an expense which was impor
c j tant, but not essential to success; but a
c j little experience taught him to view
11 regular and systematic advertising in
i; the most widely circulated newspapers
• ; as an Investment or as a necessary
g i part of the capital put Into his estab
< lishment. "Like any other safe in
t vestment," he says, "the newspaper
1 'ad' brings In profits, and without it an Ml
enterprise falls short of its possiblli. ■
tie#."—Philadelphia Record.