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cling, a fairly dressed man has q better
chance Of awak ming sympathy than one
who il In rags and tatters. The contrast
between decent broadcloth and empty pock-
cts is so painful that when asked one feels
compelled to do something 70 tone 1t down.
He was sitting in his cherries, sordid
room, smoking his short pipe and working
out schemes of vengeance and plumber much
as he had worked them out in his secluded
state in Portland prison. He was cursng
his own cumsiness and want OF foresight,
as ind ed h, cursed them at least q hundred
times day. He was unwashed and I'M
shorn, AMI his right arm, although nearly
mended, was still in one of those shiny
black slings. Altogether the man was In
condition OF body and mind far from envi-
able.
For hours he had been sitting and think
ing of the glorious life he would lead as soon
as he could ascertain the whereabouts OF his
wife Then he would be able to soar out OF
this slough of poverty, and eat, drink and be
merry. No wonder then when after the
ceremony of a slight knock, Sarah Miller
opened the door and stood before him, cry
Of absolute joy sprang from his lips. Next
to Beatrice she was the one he most wished
TO SEE Now that she was here, Beatrice
must also be accessible. His cheek flushed,
his eyes frightened. If the privations which
he had been enduring had at any time urged
him to promise to himself that If good for
tune brought him again in communication
with his wife his hand should rest lighter
upon her, the thought vanished as his visitor
crossed the threshold. His time of triumph
was at hand, and his one idea was to wiring
all that could be wrung from her whose
youthful folly had linked her life to his. He
felt contempt for her weakness in having
given him, by sending her servant to seek
him. the chance he so sorely needed
Sarah, with her white, thin face, as usual
thrown into strong relief by her sombre
garb, stepped towards Hervey and stood
looking at him with that peculiar rapt ex-
preston which at times came over her fea'
lures AS soon as he had recovered from
his surprise at this unhoped-for visit, Her
vey eyed the woman curiously, but for
while there was silence between them. Still
she continued to gaze and gaze at the man,
not in anger, not in fear, but as one actu-
ated by motives of curiosity. 1t was kind
of gaza which no one couli be expected to
endure for long without showing symptoms
of impotence.
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Having found the knowledge not indis-

Having found the knowledge not mdis-
pensable, he could not, like many men, CHECK
off ON his fingers the principal productions
Of the grand old masters and name the spot
of earth on which cash one could he found.
But like tho man who, when challenged u
fight, rcpliel, III can't fight myself, but
have a little friend who cam" and forthwith
struck down his challenger with short,
stout poker, Mr.. CarrutherS, if he did not
know these things himself, had friend who
knew.
This friend was a Mr.. Burnett, rccog-
nzed art authority
Frank found Mr.. Burnett at his rooms,
writing -cl1tiques on the recently opened
exhibitions most likely.
"Do you know any picture called the MA
donna di Tempt" asked Carruthcrs.
"a picture callel the Madonna di Tempt.
All, yes. The Madonna iii Tempt Painted
by Raphael You have heard OF Raphael,
CarruJher''
"Whore is itf' asked Frank quickly.
ut is in tho Old Pinakothek.
"ln the whatF'
"My dear Carruthers, how ignorant you
a!e | thought you studied Greek at Ok
-Pinakothek is derived from a Greek
worI--'
al know oil that but where is itp
Your Ignorance is depIorable. The old
Pinakothek is in Munich Munich, you may
know, Is the capital Of"
Frank jumped up Thank you,' hs said,
~ am 50 much obliged"
Not going, Carruthersl Oh, sit down
and have chat. Tell me all about your
book. You must be dying TO tell me all.
"No, Pm not. Unjust gonow, Good bye "
'But where are you goingp
"'iho words you read have fired me. l
am gong 20 Munich 10 see the Madonna al
tempt. And before Mr.. Burnett could
get ont another question CarruthcrS was
The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1885-09-12
Immensely in p,to,ic esteem. He acted as a

Immensely in p,toiic esteem. He acted As q
hero Is never supposed to act, or at least in
fiction. He lost an opportunity Every one
who has studied the nature OF true love as
depicted by the modern passionate writer's
and skilled ANALYSTS Of the human heart
must feel that Mr.. Carruthers should have
then and there clasped Beatrice to his heart
and have sworn that love overruled every
thing He should have followed that one
modest kiss by thousands He should have
said, "What is the marriage tie when two
souls are in such ecstatic communion as
yours and miner He should have said,
"There are other lands. Lands where no
one knows us, where life may 10 a perpetual
dream of love. Let us fly there and be
blessed In the mad whirl of his passion such
scruples as She for appearance sake, urged
should have been swept away, and, married
or unmarried he should have borne her OFF,
his forever and ever Yes, he lost such an
opportunity that his conduct must be apollo
gized fo:!
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The smallest slips ruin the most cleverly
devised schemes The omission or the addi-
son On bill of exchange of simple mark
called ",ick," sent Messrs. BidweIi "
Co. INTO retirement at the country's ex-
p}usc, instead Of enjoying the fat of for
eign land at the cost of the old lady OF
ThreadneedIe street. An act of Beatrice'S
that of pencling down in an idle moment
the title of a picture which had struck her
fancy, brought Mr. Carruthers in hot haste
to her hiding place. Fate is turned by a
featherl
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METRICAL MITES,

Nobody is above it;
Old and Young maids love IT.,
And widows have finger in the PIE
Some people are so naughty
They say its very naughty ..,,.
But you bet your life they 90 itoh 'iie sly
IS
There was a young lady named Nell
Her other name mustn't tell;
She went to sleep swelling,
And woke up affecting
And swore II Vas cO4u,r ,nhA go!
"a
Sweet are the carols of feathered throats
When the day has opened its eyei
Sweet, Oh, sweet are the tremulous notes
OF the young mothers lullaby
Sweet 10 the lover when night comes down
As he stands in the shadows dim,
Is the rusting faint of his lady's gown
As she comes down the lane 10 him.
R,,t n swee.c- r,'rri' t. him . az 'hir.-
ca 40, .-.. u.. IA,
Is the low faint tone Of the malden's yes
Which tells that her heart is won.
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gizel fo.!

" BenfFlce, my love, he sad, hodlSP'N
He did none of these wild, passionate things
simply because he was an English gentle
man, who wished the woman he loved TO be
his wife and the lawful mother of his chill
dren. True, that his love had carried him
away sufficiently to make him willing to
blot out an ina siuary past 1t was great
enough t. raise and restore the woman he
loved, but it was not great enough, or shall
we say too great, to dream of degrading
hnr,
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Maud Powell late Of Aurora, the noted
Young vlolnist, has begun AN engagement
of 100 nights with the Theodore Thomas
orchestra, and will receive $3.50 each night
$4,000 in all Miss POwelPs dejm
should be highly gratifying 10 her many
friends and admirers.
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sake OF giving. or at least offering, such nelr

US no COUTu RIVb,
After this he walked slowly down TO TIN
garden and stood in front of her She raisoc
her eyes and knew him. Her book fell t'
the groun She sprang to her feet and ut
tered little cry, "A cry that sounded very
sweet to Mr., Carruthers, as it was unmis
takably one of pleasure. At the unexpected
appearance Of the man she loved, for mo
ment there was no thought in her heart save
that of joy. She stretched out her hands
Frank! Frankp she cried. "You heroN
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SCHOOL AND CHURCH.


The Oxford Press, it is claimed,
uses paper enough each year in printing
Bibles to form band nearly nine inches
wide around the earth.
The almost universal practice of
teaching abstract numbers before con-
crete is an inversion of nature and COM
mon sense PHILADELPHIA Press.
The most sublime announcement
ever made to man is that Jesus Christ
came into the world to save sinners; and
yet we are so familiar with it that we
regard it as a commonplace.
-Four young ladies were among the
recipients of scholarships at the recent
contest in Cornell University. Four
young men also won. Cornell believes
in equal honors and priyileges.-Syra-
case journal.
The Duke of Norfolk has given to
the Catholic Church since 1868, when
he became of age, more than 50, 500, 600,
besides very large sums to private chari-
ties which amount to nearly as much
more.
Bishop Wordsworth, of the Church
of England, diocese of Scotland, has
lately announced to his clergy that he
despairs of union between the Estab-
lished Church of Scotland, the 'sAuld-
Kirk, " and the Episcopal Church in that
land.
The eldest daughter of DIR. Thomas.
of Baltimore, one of the Johns Hopkins
trustees, recently graduated from Zurich.
University with the highest honors in
philosopy earned by any student in the
past two hundred years.
During the trial of a disputed set
Element at Leith, Scotland, one of the
witnesses was asked: '.po sermons
that are delivered and no read edify
you most?" He excited thu risibility of
the Court by replying, 81 consider that
if ministers can not remember their
sermons, it is perfectly unreasonable to
expect their hearers to do So"
"A man visiting London went to
church and seated himself without hesi-
tation in the nearest pew. Soon the
owner came in, eyed the stranger crit
ically, and writing ''My pew on the
fyleaf of a prayer-book, handed the
book to the intruder. The stranger read
the message, smiled a beautiful smile,
and wrote underneath: 'sNice pew.
What do you pay for it9'
The difference between the condi-
ton of education in the South and that
in the North is vividly set forth in few
statistics which we take from the report
of the Commissioner of Education. Ac-
cording to this document the average
school year consists in North Carolina
of 60 days, in Georgia of 65, in Ten
nessee of 70, in Rhode Island of 184, In
New Jersey of 1872, in Maryland of 199.
In Alabama the annual per capita ex-
pense of each child is $1.01, in Massa-
chusetts, $15.83.-Ch Chicago Journal
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PuNeENT PARAGRAPHS.

"A noiseless violin has been in
vented. Now when some one discovers
a noiseless opera singer the weary soul
of the public will find rest. - Chicago
Tribune.
An old negro woman, praying for
9 certain slanderer, said: 80, Lord,
won't you be kind enough to take do
door of his mouth off, and when you put
it on again just hang it on the gospel
hinges of peace on earth and good will
to men,"
"A young lady who was too sick to
wash the supper dishes recovered suffi-
GENTLY fifteen minutes after her mother
had performed the job to play croquet
and .'sit up' with young man until
midnight. What delicate creatures
American girls are, anyhow. brakes
Trdueters' Magazine.
You may talk as much as You
please, remarked the iraseible man.
'sbut let me tell you that Iconsider your
arguments as well as yourself beneath
my notice. don't give you so much as
thought" 81 hope not, was the re-
sponse; 81 wouldn't have you bank
rupt yourself on my account. Boston
Transcript
-'sWife, I wish you could make pies
that would taste as good as my mothers
used to.n swell, my dear, you run out
and bring in pailful of water and hod-
full of coal and an armful of wood, Just as
you used to for your mother, and maybe
you will like my pies as vel" f" He con-
cluded the pies would do Just as they
were.-Bostou Post.
Say, ma, / seen nigger put seven
eggs in his mouth all at once, said
| Johnny QuarIe as he came in from his
supper ''Humph, that's nothing; your
| father put that butcher shop and a
horse and wagon into his,n tartly re-
piled Mrs. Quarle. Whisky was the
ruination of the old man.--Brookly1s
Times.
He was reading patent-medicine
almanac. Suddenly he jumped up and
shouted to his wife; Somebody run for
the doctor; Pm sick. I'm the sickest
| man on the footstooL There amt q
disease known to medical science that
haven't got pronounced symptoms of.
/ have reached the advanced stage oi
everything. Somebody run for the doe
tor quick!n-Detroit Post.
-Kosciusko Murphy was taking 8
cup of coffee in Schmidt's restaurant on
Austin Avenue when the genial proprie
tor came in, and taking seat alongside
of Murphy, they soon engaged in con
Yersation on scientific subjects. ''It va
Something's wonderful" said Schmidt
''what progress is made by science.
ssYes, that is so, and in some thing
science has gone as far as it can posi-
bly, go.'' Il vas not so sure of dot,
responded Schmidt. ''For instance
when it comes to making gold leaf, tn
leaf is made as thin as it is possible t
make it. Science has also made won
| derful progress in your business. Fo
. instance, look at this coffee. Ia it possi
) BILE for science to make it any thinne
than il isP''- fsgGs Slftsags.
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She Wore the Steamer.

A Confederate officer during the war
captured Federal steamer in the Gulf
and brought it into Galveston. Federal
steamers were not so plentiful as the
gossip of the war would seem to indi-
cate; and this prize was to the officer
as the apple of his eye.
Being called away to Red River he
left the steamer in charge of his wife
she had his power of attorney.
His Red River expedition did not turn
out satisfactorily. His troops were
overpowered with superior numbers and
badly beaten.
Their commander returned hastily to
get his steamer and secure reinforce
ments. On arriving in Galveston he
learned to his dismay that his steamer
was gone.
where's my wifeP" he asked impa-
tiently of the servants.
''She gone to Missy C.'s party, Mas
sa," said the Oldest and most faithful OF
them.
Without stopping to dress, he hurried
to Mrs. C.'s, covered with dust and mud,
and presented himself at the door.
He was shown in. His wife excused
herself to her cavalier.
''What is the matterP" she asked.
"Where's my steamerP" said the
officer in tones of suppressed excite
ment.
''Why, here it is, my DEAR" said his
beautiful wife.
And then she pointed to a diamond
cross glittering on her fair breast
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scream, I do not think I could have

l.
done So
''But he evidently did not look up in
that direction. He stood stock-still in
the middle of the floor for moment or
two, uttering some indistinct words in
his cultural Indian tongue. Then I
heard him stride into the kitchen, and
from thence into the bedroom, still talk
ing away as fast as he could talk. Then
| heard him tramping about overhead.
He had climbed the ladder into the loft.
''But in a few moments he was back
again, investigating the pantry. Mother
had been doing whole weeks baking
that morning, and the shelves were filled
with nice brown loaves of bread, custard
and berry pies, great milk-pan full of
cookies, and the gingerbread which l
had just taken out of the oven.
Judging by the sounds which heard
from that direction, thought he must
be eating; and every once in while
there came deep grunt of satisfaction,
as If he had found something that he
liked very much. Then, for a little
| while, there was deep silence, and
then, to my great relief, he stole very
quietly and swiftly out of the house,
and away, taking the same path by
which he came.
Il peeped out from my hiding-place
and saw him disappear in the distance.
Then mist came over my eyes and [
lost consciousness. Ihad been expect
| ing every moment that he would espy
the kettle, which was so huge that it
generally attracted attention, and pro-
ceed to investigate; and now my re-
lief was so great that | was entirely
overcome.
''When I recovered my senses I heard
my mothers voice calling me:
Mary, Mary, where are you?'
$50, mother screamed my brother
Cyrus, who always repaired to the
pantry the minute he got into the house,
Just look here! All the baking's gone,
pies n everything, and there's crumbs
all over the floor.
"'There's been an Iniun here ]
gasped, from my perch overhead.
81 should think so, said my mother,
who gazed up into my white face, the
very picture of CONSERVATION. How in
the world did you get up there, childP
"Just then father came running in
quite out of breath.
Have you seen anything of an In
dian?' he gasped. One has been seer
running toward the river, laden with
stolen property, quilts and coats anc
things, they say. | didn't know but
that he had been making ravages here
as you were all gone berrying.
''Then / piped up and told my story
but when father stood on the bench anC
took me out of the kettle, I tainted
again in his arms.
"On investigation, it was found tina
the Indian had not only taken all tht
bread and cake and pies in the house
but had seized upon gray patchwork
quilt, fathers winter overcoat and !;
bright scarlet petticoat of mothers. TIL,
silver spoons and heavy silver tankart
the very one that is standing on tn:
sideboard nowhere all in plain sight
but he probably had no idea of thei
value and so left them untouched
'tAll the men In the settlement i'm
mediately turned out in pursuit of tn,
thief; but they did not capture him
And he was never seen or heard of il
that region again. Susan HartLel
SGUett, 691 Golden Ddus
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1t comes pretty hard on some serv-
ants to give up their position where
they can run things and settle down
into the humble position of wives.
'Mary," said a lady to one such, re-
Gently, shave you come back to be a
hired girl againP | thought you left us
to get married and have house of your
own $50 l did, mum" "Well,
what have you come back forP" swell,
you see, mum, Johns done purity well,
an we KEEP hired girl, too, and I'm
kind O. tired av the way Of life. l
thought I'd like to come back an be
boss agin for 0 while ''z-PhilqdeIphsG
Cal, (
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"A rich young chap of Natick, Mass,
went to livery stable pretty drunk and
ordered team, While they were har-
Messing the horse he climbed into the
carriage and Swent to sleep. They let
him sleep a couple of hours when he
awoke and, declaring that he had taken
a good, quiet ride, called attention to
the fact that he hadn't abused the
horse, but on the contrary had given
him an oat bait at the Newton Falls
Hotel, paid three dollars for the tour
and went off satisfied. Boston Post
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Ladies who want something In em-
broidery not already possessed by their
dear five hundred friends are advised to
try the effect of old gold mohair inser-
ton upon sage green cloth, working
over the design OF the insertion wits
bright gold silk,
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Suppose that every wind and breeze
That lightly blows and rustles by
Should only whisper through the trees:
Suppose the sea. the flashing sea,
one sound alone should carry nigh
The shore, and it should ever be:
Suppose the happy, fitting birds,
That warblc meath the sunny sky,
Should sing could they indulge in words:
Suppose the fragrant lovely flowers
Should wear q line of beauteous dye,
And or each petal we could read:
[.
Suppose the silyery, summer rain,
Feeding the springs and streamlets dry,
Should have this musical ~ refrain:
Suppose the cricket by the hearth,
Whose cbirpings wintry storms defy,
One note of cheer should give the earth !:
Suppose the thunder's hollow roar
And crash, in empyrean high,
Should have this echo, and no more.
/.
SUPPOSE Niagara, clothed in mist
And pride OF glorious majesty,
Should utter always, as we list:
l.
The brilliant stars pursue their way,
The sun its beams does not deny,
They fill their role, but never say:
/.
At her appointed hour the June
Brings roses; yet there is no cry
OF, Look, who walks in blossom shoon7
/.
Yet man, the egotist, will not leeru
From Nature, hounteoUs tho gh shy
Of speech. Good works will l0nor earn
L.
Need not so often be the great,
Colossal pronoun, if we try
In proper bounds to regulate:
l.
Laura Rosdmond White, IN Cleveland Leader
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Newspapesr. in Hungary.

The greatest readers of newspapers
in the world are the Hungarians. 1t is
said that the peasants in that country,
with very rare exceptions, know how to
read, take an active part in public af-
fairs, discuss and judge political meas
ures, and are often elected members of
municipal bodies. Nine. Adam, who
recently wrote a charming book of
travels in Hungary, was told that there
is not town without its literary club.
In the cafes you find as many papers as
in France. The most insignificant
journal has its readers. A city of 25, 900
inhabitants is mentioned where, among
its numerous clubs and restaurants,
there was one that took in 105 news
papers, dailies and weeklies-an in
credible number. The list is posted up
in the establishment, and includes jour
nails in Hungarian, German and En-
glish, treating of politics, literature,
agriculture, education, and even the
fashions.-St. Louis GIobe-D Democrat.
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AN expert in pianos remarks: ''Peo-
pie will not learn that a cover on a
piano, no matter how much high-art
needlework there may be on it. is al
most useless unless it is waterproof.
Have as fancy piano scarf as you like,
but keep one of the plain and homely
drab rubber covers under it or you
won't keep your piano. The better your
instrument Is the more susceptible it is
to The effects Of moisture. IF 8 E4R
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Suppose the happy, fitting birds,
That warblc meath the sunny sky,
Should sing could they indulge in words:
The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1885-01-08

suppose the sea, the flashing sea,
One sound alone should carry nigh
The shore, and it should ever be:
The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1885-01-08

euppose that every wind and breeze
That lightly blows and rustles by
Should only whisper through the trees:
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Suppose the fragrant, lovely flowers
Should wear a line of beauteous dye,
And on each petal we could read:
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Suppose the silYery, summer rain,
Feeding the springs and streamlets dry,
Should have this musical ~ refrain: