START RICHT. Two bovs from childhood's sheltered lane 44 'Tis waste of time to linger here," Into life's highway strode, The first boy made reply. And each had naught but hand and brain He dropped a sad and pensive tear To lislp him win the road. And Dade his friend good-bye. "Come on!" cried one. "Here's luck, for- The other waited by the way, sooth. Determining hi? bent, There's work for miles ahead!" And when his calling called one day Less eager stood the other youth. He straight to fortune went. "Consider iirst," he said. l'rnv do not think the eager one "Consider well before you waste \\ ith like successes met. Your years in fruitless toil. Of all the callings he has none: Find out your calling; do not haste; He's doing odd jobs yet. The work ahead won't spoil." —Newark News, THROUGH THREE FEET OF SNOV/. BY WILLIAM R. LIGHT ON ONE who lives in the pence and quiet of long-settled parts of the country must find it hard to understand the motives that prompt the pioneer to leave peace and quiet behind him and to go into an untamed wilderness of forest or prairie. Too often we think of the frontiersman as but a wild - hearted adventurer, who is moved by a half savage love of excitement rather than by clear reason and a constant purpose to perform certain hard tasks. The true pioneer must be a wanderer; he must be a worker. His courage must be equal to more than his rare and ex citing adventures; it must be equal to his endurance of the countless fret ting annoyances of his daily life. The pioneering of Nebraska was be gun in the summer of 1554, when the Territory was formed and the lauds were thrown open to settlement. Some of those who took part In the work are still alive, hale and hearty. They have been my chosen companions for a long time, and they have taught me many things. Let me tell you one of their true tales of the early days tales that wholly reformed my first mistaken notions of pioneer life. In 1850 the Nebraska prairies were tyit thinly settled. Most of those who had crossed the Missouri River with tlie purpose of making this land their home were gathered in the towns along the eastern border of the Territory, or were settkd upon the rich lauds near by; only the more daring had •pushed on to the prairies west of the liver valley, where they thought they saw large opportunities and a more perfect freedom. ltichard Warren came to Nebraska from Ohio in the early summer of ISSO, bringing with him his wife and child, a hoy of seven years. He had throe horses, a strong wagon, and a little food and furniture. At Nebraska City, where ho crossed tlie Missouri, he bought those imple ments needed for his lirst year's work in breaking the prairie soil. He had been a farmer all his life; he was not afraid of labor. From Nebraska City lie went 011 into what we call the "Platte country," one of tlie richest and most beautiful of all our prairie regions. A day's journey west of the town of Columbus he chose the site for his homo, ami set bravely to work. As he had nothing at hand of which which to build, except what was fur nished by the prairie, ho did what the other settlers had douc—he made a dugout. Ho dug a hole three 01* four feet in depth,as if for the beginning of a cellar; then from the banks of the Platte he hauled willow saplings, whose butts lie planted round the edges of his hole, the tops being bent over and joined together, forming a dome like roof; then upon the willows he piled earth, covering the earth with a layer of firm sod; and when he had made a doorway and a tireplace his house was done. Externally Jt was only a low. round mound; but it was suug and warm within, and It sutiicod. When he had provided a sod stable for his horses, his farm-buildings were complete for that year. October had then come, and while fair weather continued he gave his time to breaking the sod upon a few acres of his claim, that the soil might he ready for corn-planting in the spring. Through the summer there had been nothing to occur to oatise him the least discomfort or uneasiness. Various bands of Indians had visited his claim occasionally, but when they found that he showed no fear and that lie dealt justly with them, they bore themselves as his friends. He had money enough to supply the winter's needs, and the future was bright. In Nebraska no season is so treach erous as the early winter. Sometimes we pass the Christmas-tide with almost no ice or snow, yet in the next year the sternest rigors of storm and cold may be upon us in November, and en dure unbroken until spring. The terror of the open prairies is the blizzard, which In its greatest severity is un known in tlie East. It comes upon us with the suddenness of a hurricane at sen. In one hour the air will bo the balmy breath of the South; in the next, with out apparent cause, a gale from the North will begin: the mercury will fall 11s if the bulb had been broken from the thermometer; the sky will lie al most instantly overcast by a leaden gray mist, and then will come the bliz zard, more dreadful and fateful than riie tornado. No protection of clothing seems to avail to save one who Is caught abroad. The cold is intense, and the wind will sweep wildly along with the speed of nil express train, whirling before it n mass of line snow whose crytsals cut like glass whore they strike. The traveler cannot see where he is going; for even if it were not for the blind tng snow, the bitter wind renders his eyes useless. Even to breathe the po lar air is torture. Only the inexperienced try to make way against a blizzard, and in a few minutes theyiind themselves benumbed to the heart and quite helpless. Even the beasts of the plain and range know that their only hope is to drift before the storm until it abates. It may con tinue for a few hours, or it may be un interrupted for two or three days, and for those poor creatures that can lind no shelter, its touch is the touch of death. If it were not for the blizzard this story would not be told. Warren knew that lie must make a trip to the town, about twenty-five miles away, to buy the winter's food; but thinking that it could be done when the weather had grown too bad for his plowing, lie put the journey off from day to day until December was near at hand and the ground was frozen hard. Then, when lie was get ting ready for the trip his wife was seized with a severe illness, and for a week he was at her bedside as nurse. When she was at Inst much better, he worked late into the night prepar ing for his journey. The supply of food was nearly exhausted; the flour was quite gone, and there was almost nothing in the house which the Invalid could eat. Although his anxiety for his wife was great, there was nothing to be done but to leave her and tlie boy alone together while he went upon his errand. He meant to start very early in the morning, hoping to reach the town and make his purchases be fore nightfall, and to return home in the night. But about midnight he heard a sweeping gust of wind roar in the chimney, and then another, and with in a few minutes the roar was un broken. lie rose and opened the door to look out. and the harsh wind chilled him through and through in a moment. It. was a sharp struggle to get the door closed again in the face of the strong blast. Dressing hurriedly, lie went outside to make sure of what was hap pening. When he had gone to bod an hour before, the stars were shining brilliantly, but now there was 110 stur lo be seen—only a dull black sky above and the formless black prairie below. The stable lay a. few yards away from the house to the south, and as he made his way to it, the north wind upon his back forced him to run. The horses were whinnying and stamping uneasily, as if tlieir instincts warned thorn of trouble. Warren closed tlie stable door, lighted a lantern that hung upon the wall, aiul busied himself in putting the harness upon the two horses he meant to drive to town, for he thought he had better start at once. But when he opened 1110 door again to return to the house the flame of his lantern went out, and he was thrown violently to tlie ground. The wind had greatly increased in strength, and his face was stung by tiny flying particles of ice. He was half-stunned by the force of his fall, and lay in the door way way for a moment before he could rise. Then he used all his strength to pull the door shut behind him, ami tried to run to the house: but the riotous night seemed to be making sport of him, for instead of running lie could only stagger stiffly, bending his 'head and shoulders low and bracing his feet upon the earth to keep himself upright. Warren struggled so for several min utes, unable to see where he was going, but thinking lie was making his way straight to the house, until at last he turned his back to the wind, and stopped to look about him. He could see neither the house nor the stable nothing but the unbroken level of the prairie that was now whitened with snow. The air was so clouded that his eyes did not serve him beyond the range of a few yards. lie shouted with all his strength, hut even while he did so he knew that he could not be heard through the tumult of the storm. Although he could never have been far from the house, he wan dored round and round for many min utes until at last, by the merest acci dent. his foot stumbled upon the rising dome of his roof. He was so thorough ly chilled and exhausted that lie must very soon have given up the struggle and lain down upon the ground to be covered by the drifting snow. When he got into the house an hour passeu before the benumbing chill left him. lii deep anxiety lie and Ids wife waited for the morning, and heard the storm increasing. The evening before Warren had brought into the house a plentiful supply of fire-wood, and there was enough wood piled outside ;o last for four or five days. The wood would outlast the food. The blizzard blew until darkness came at the cud of the second day. When Warren opened the door lie found Ids house almost hurled in a drift, and in the doorway a solid wall of slow rising to the top. With much labor lie forced his way out, until he could stand with his head and shoul ders free. Nothing was to bo scon hut an unbroken expanse of snow, and as he floundered about be found that around the house It lay more than waist deep. A weight of fear settled upon him. The sun had set an hour before, but he could see that the clouds were broken, although they were still drifting wildly with the wind. Ifis only hope lay in the probability that there would be no further fall of snow. When he returned to the house he cooked a little of the food for his wife; then he endeavored to sleep that he might be strong for the ordeal of the morrow. He could not guess how long it would take him to reach help, and his wife was far too weak to be left alone. So when the cold, clear morning came, he prepared to take her and the boy with him upon horseback through the snow. They might all perish of cold upon the prairies, but he thought that such a death would be easier and quicker than death by starvation. Ills nearest neighbor's house was fourteen miles away, and to it he meant to go. Upon the back of one of tile horses he placed his wife and boy, wrapping them about with all the blankets and bedclothing he could find; then he got upon his own horse and set off, leading the other by the bridle. He was not an experienced plains man, and he found the struggle even harder than he had feared. At first he tried to pick his way across the higher spots, where the snow had been some what blown away; but as the wind was still strong and pitilessly cold, he was forced to keep in the lower, more sheltered places whore the snow was deep. This course was painfully slow, and it was also dangerous, for it made their path zigzag, and might lead them far to one side of the place they wished to reach. The horse Warren rode was soon so fatigued that it could not go on. A horse is not at all skilful in breaking a way for Itself through deep snow. Warren was forced to do what plains men and soldiers have often found nec essary—to dismount, abandon his own horse, and go ahead on foot, breaking a trail in which the led horse could fol low. For the second, time lie was in some way guided aright. When night came he had reached a spot upon the river that he knew, and this told him that he had come eleven miles upon his way, and that he had but three miles farther to go. Then, while ne was trying to travel upon the ice in the river, where the course was freer, and where he thought they could make greater speed, the horse slipped and fell, breaking its knee. As Mrs. Warren could not walk, her husband had to lift her upon his back and carry her, while the boy struggled along in the rear. Soon, however, the little fellow's strength was quite gone. It was impossible for Warren to carry both; and to leave the boy where he was, without protection, would have meant speedy death. Warren searched until he found a nook upon the river-bank where the snow lay deep, and in the snow he dug a cave with his hands large enough to hold the boy comfortably. Spreading a blanket upon the bottom cf the cave, he laid the boy on it and covered him warmly; then he hung up his overcoat so as to keep the wind from entering tiie chamber. Dividing what remained of their food, ho placed half of it be side the boy, and told him to stay with in the shelter until help came; then again he took his wife upon his back and resumed his weary march. It was not until four o'clock in the morning that he staggered to the door of liis neighbor's house and found shelter anil relief. His wife was be numbed almost to insensibility, nor was his own plight much better. Al most two hours passed before he could speak, and he shook with a palsy of utter fatigue. But as soon as he could eat and drink the warm nourishment that was provided for him he rallied bravely, and insisted upon leading the way back to the place where his child had been left. Before noon the party returned, bringing the boy with them, safe and sound. Then, the terrible ex perience being over. Warren collapsed completely, anil was unable to rise out of lied for a mouth. Was the pioneer discouraged? Not at all. When the winter was past those dauntless spirits returned to their home i upon the lonely prairie, where they lived for many years afterward, until the boy and other children who came to the household were grown into sturdy men and women, who have lived such lives as cast no discredit upon the example of their father and mother.—Youth's Companion. She Understood Them. Here Is an extract from a gill's es say: "People are composed of boys and girls, also men and women. Boys are good till they grow up and get mar ried. Men who don't get married are no good either. Girls are young women who will be ladies when they gradu ate. Boys are an awful bother; want everything they see except soap. If I had my way half the boys would be girls and the other halt dolls. My mamma is .a woman and my pa Is a boy. A woman is a grown-up girl with children. My pa is such a nice man that I guess lie must have keen a girl when lie was a little boy." Kotmpaper First. A business man who In early life was a practical printer, "and woe fed on ad vertising almost from the cradle," says that when he wants to reach a limited elass of people lie uses handsome hook lets in addition to his newspaper ad vertisements, but ids "main reliance is on the newspapers, which reach all kinds of people, including those to whom booklets are sent." He affirms Hint "no matter how useful any other form of publicity may be, nothing can take the place of the newspaper." * HINTS ABOUT Beating Wears Out Hugs. It Is an excellent thing to keep the house or apartments always spick and span, but very frequently the house wife by too frequent and vigorous cleaning is apt to do more damage than good. The average American house wife wears out her rugs by continual sweeping and beating. The plan of putting them upon a line every two weeks, or even once a moutli, and there having them whipped, is not to be commended if the rugs are of any value. They should be cleaned with a carpet sweeper, occasionally put upon a line and brushed and once a year sent away to be cleaned in a proper manner, or else washed at home. Ways of Cooking Beef. The homely bill of fare may be In definitely varied when beef Is used. Beef is the staple meat in most house holds because of its supposed nourish ing qualities. These recipes will bring out all the best flavors of the meat: Grilled Beef—Cut some beef in half- Inch slices. Dip each in melted butter or olive oil and broil quickly over a clear tire. In a small saucepan put two tablespoonfuls of hot water, two tablespoonfuls of butter, one table spoonful each of tomato and Worcester sauces, a pinch of salt and pepper, one half teaspoonful of made mustard, a little Juice from an onion and one or two drops of lemou juice or vinegar. Dip each slice of meat in this. Serve on toast and pour the remainder of the sauce over each. Beef Patties—Take underdone beef, one onion, pepper and salt, some pie crust. Cut the meat into small square pieces, chop the onion finely and mix with the meat, adding salt and pepper. Roll the crust rather thinly, cut it 1n rounds with a small saucer; put a little of the chopped meat on one half, fold the other over and pinch the edges together. Fry the patties in hot lard till a nice brown or bnke them in a good oven; time, about twenty minutes. Tips For the Cook. In baking bread it is better to Over do rather than underdo the work. To rnuke a good digestible pie crust use cream instead of lard, and it will be light and healthful. If there is not batter enough to fill the gem pan, put cold water in the empty space before setting the pan in the oven. The rich cheeses, which have the largest percentage of fat, are those which blend well with bread in sand wiches or with macaroni or rice. For . a quick cake beat until thick four eggs. Add four tablespoonfuls of sugar, half a cup of flour, a little cin namon and lemon rind. Beat well and spread on a baking pan. Bake in quick oven and cut out at once. Sweet potatoes are much richer twice cooked. Baked or bpiled merely, this vegetable is good, but when the baking or boiling Is followed by a subsequent cooking in the pau or in the oven they are far better-. A fine cheese pudding is made by grating five ounces of bread and three of cheese. Warm two ounces of butter in a quarter of a pint of fresh milk and mix thoroughly. Add iwo well-beaten eggs, salt and hake half an hour.— Lewiston Journal. RKIPES k £ Potato Biscuit—Boil six potatoes un til tender; mash them very smooth or rub them througii a sieve; add when cool one cup of milk, and flour enough to roll out. adding two tcaspoonfuls of baking powder; cut into small biscuits and bake in a quick oven over twenty minutes. Baked Apples—Wash and core the apples without breaking. Fill the cen tres with sugar and cinnamon; turn in a cupful of water and bake slowly for an hour or an hour and a half. Tut a cupful of water on the rack when the apples go into the oven. This will keep them from burning. Denmark Pudding—Soak one cupful of pearl tapioca over night iu three pints of cold water; iu the morning put it in the double boiler and cook until clear, stlrrlug often; add half a cup of sugar, one teaspoon of salt and half a cup of any rod jelly; turn Into rf mold, stand on ice; serve with sugar and cream. Cream Sponge Cake Boil a pint of granulated sugar and half a cupful of water until it spins a thread. Pour slowly on yolks of eight well-beaten egg 3. Beat until cold. Add juice and grated rind of an orange, half a pound of pastry flour and the stiffly beaten white of eight eggs last. Bake one hour. Ice with plain boiled Icing when cool. Cecils With Tomato Sauce—Season one cup of tinc-ly chopped rare roast beef, or steak, with salt, pepper, onion juice and table sauce; add two table spoonfuls of bread crumbs, one table spoonful of melted butter, yolk one egg beaten a little; shape iu the form of small croquettes and pointed at ends. Fry in deep fat or iu the frying pan und serve with tomato sauce. Why Girls Often Say "No" the First Time By Edith Joscelyn. I<~ T lias been remarked thn.t when a woman says "No" it should not— -0 by the inan who loves her—be taken for a negative. There may be an element of truth in tills statement, or there may be not, I, as a 0 U girl, who thinks that she knows what she is writing übout, tV'.illb*-- 4io®oaa say that it al) depends upon the character of the woman who utters y the little word. If she is a poor, weak sort of creature who is cer tain of nothing, and who likes to hear the same thing over and over again, much after the fashion of a young mother listening to her first baby's initial utterances, she will undoubtedly say "No" when she all the time really means the very opposite. I have known a few instances, however, in which women who knew their own minds perfectly have been impelled to say an emphatic negative when re ceiving an offer of marriage from a man whom they loved passionately, while conscious all the time that they would eventually say a cooing affirmative. It was this way: The men proposing were, so to speak, ou trial at the bar. They were suspected of offering marriage out of pity, or out of pique, or from a sense of justice. A woman Is frequently made the recipient of an offer on these grounds, and tlio trick of saying "No" when the question is first put is the one and only way of discovering whether the man sincerely means what lie says. The instinct of many of us women will clearly tell us when a man is mak ing an offer that is not genuine, but sometimes we dare not trust to our instinct' we hope against hope, nud we play our fish with evasive answers until we see that he really means what he says from the bottom of his heart. It is not long since that I met a man who told me of a friend of his wliq. had suddenly discovered that he would be better off in many respects were I'"! to marry. He strniglitnwny went the round of a number of girl friends aivjf"- proposed to four of them in one day! They ench rejected him, as he thought, by saying "No" ou the putting of the great question. But two out of the four wrote to him on the day following, accepting! In the meantime he had made a fifth proposal and had been accepted. When a girl lias been courted for an unusually long period and bas at last received the long-expected proposal she will feign astonishment nud will give a qualified "No." This is ouly her banter, and she will follow it up by laughingly explaining that she punished him because—by his delay—he punished her! Shyness or a different position in life are common causes for such delays ou the part of many men. As a rq nt 11,0 lioad Of it will be found ,o have selected capaisS assistants, often younger men with great, power of resisting strain. The railway President, bank President or head of a trust, has his staff his business is systematized, and a large part of Ills worth to ids corporation consists iu his ability to pick good men for responsible places. II lien one comes to look over the list of men broken down iu business It is among those having small business that the greater number will he found The man in a small way rarely can afford to have callable Assistants; he must ■'do it all himself," aud hence worry aud over-doing. There is more of a ehanc. for brain fag lu a small slisp or agency than lu a big business