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rb. Ab..no. Or Little yy..lex.


Sencs little Wesley went, tie place seems al 90
strange and still
Why. miss his yell O. 'Granpa I'd miss the
whipperwiIl
And to think used to scoid an" Tor ans everlastin'
noise,
When. 1 ony risolieet him The best o little
boys
visit a hundred times day at he come trompin'
And all the noise be ever made was twicd a. loud
ag'ini-
It 'ud seem like some soft music played fne
Longsids O this loud ionesomensss. ssnes little
Wesley went
OF course the clock don't tick no louder than il ust
to do
Ys theys times it pears like 1t I'D bust itself in
And let rooster. suddsn-like, crow somsrs elos't
And 8 eff, mighty nigh it, 1t nd lift me of the
ground,
And same with all the cattle when they bawl around
the bars
In the red O. arly mornin' the dusk and dew and
stars,
When the neighbors boys at passes stop. but
just 60 on
A-whistIn Kind o. to theirse little weseys
gone!
And then, nights. VIII mothers settin' up uneom-
mon late,
A-bilin pears or somspin, and set and smoke and
Tel the through the windsr don't look bisgsr'n
dime.
And things Keep sistin ster-stiller -stiller all the
I've ke.ched myself swishin' hke-as clumb on the
cheer
To wind the clock, as 1 hev done fer more'n fifty
year
A.wishin' at the time he'd come fer to go to bed
With last prayers and last tears little
Wesleys dead!
james whltcomb Riley. in The Century.
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Plant q Tree.

Plant Tree.
He who plants tree
Plants hope.
Rootiets up through fbres blindly grope;
Leaves unfold into horizons free.
So mans life must climb
From the clods of time
Unto heavens sublime.
Canst thou prophecy thou little tree.
What the glory Of thy bougas shall bel
He who plants tree
Plants q Joy;
Plants q comfort that will never cloy;
Every day fresh reality.
Beautiful and strong,
To whose shelter throng
Creatures blithe with song.
# # thou Souldst but know, thou happy tree,
He who plants tree
He plants peace.
Under its green curtain jargons cease,
Leaf and zepher murmur soothingly;
Shadows soft with sleep
Down tired eyelds creep,
Balm of sluinber deep.
Never hast thou dreamed. thou blessed tree,
OF the benediction thou shalt be.
He who plants tree
He plants youth
Vigor won for centuries in sooth;
Life Of time, that hints eternity!
Boughs their strength uprear,
New shoots. every year,
On old growths appear
Thou shalt teach the ages, sturdy tree
Youth of soul is immortality.
He who plants tree
He plants loves
Tents OF GOODNESS spreading out above
Wayfarers, he may not live TO see.
Gifts that grow are best:
Hands that bless are blest;
Plant. Life does the rest!
Heaven and earth help him who plants tree.
And his work its own reward shall be.
Lucy Larcom, in Youths Companion.
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The Death of Grant


by Mel W. Fuller, appointed Chief iustice read at
the Grant Memorial meeting In Chicago. Aug 10,
1851
Let drum to trumpet speak
The trumpet to the oannoneer without,
The cannon to the heavens from each redoubt,
Each lowly valley and each lofty peak
As to his rest the great commander goes
Into the pleasant land of earned repose.
The great commander, when &c
Is heard no more the sound OF vars alarms
Depreciation's tongue would whisper then
Only good fortune gave 20 him success.
When WAS there greatness fortune did not blessi
Not in his battles won
Though long the wellfoughs fields may keep their
name,
But in the wide worlds sense of duty done.
The gallant soldier finds the need of fame:
His life struggle for ambitions prize
Simply the duty done that next him lies.
And as with him of old
Immortal captain of triumphant Rome,
Whose eagles made the rounded globe their home
How the grand soul of true heroic mold
Despised resentment and such meaner things
That peace might gather all beneath her wings
No lamentations here;
The weary hero lays him down to rest
AS tired infant At the mothers breast.
Without a care, without thought of fear
Waking 20 greet upon the other shore
The glorious host OF comrades gone before.
Earth 70 its kindred earth;
The spirit to the fellowship OF souls,
As slowly Time the mighty scroll unrolls
OF waiting ages yet to have their birth.
Fame, faithful 70 the faithful writes on high
Els name as one that was not born to die
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We started one morn. my love and /,
On journey brave and bold;
Twas to find the end of the rainbow.
And the buried bag of gold.
But the clouds rolled by from the summer sky,
And the radiant bow grew dim,
And we lost the way where the treasure lay.
Near the sunsets golden rim.
The twilight fell like curtain
Pinned with the evening star,
And we saw in the shining heavens
The new moons golden car.
And we said, as our hands clasped fondly,
What, though we found no gold,
Our love is richer treasure
Than the rainbows sack can hold"
And years with their joys aud SORROWS
Have passed since we lost the way
To the beautiful buried treasure
At the end of the rainbows way;
But love has been true and tender,
And life has been rich and sweet.
And we still clasp hands with the olden Joy
That made our day complete
Mrs. ID. M. Jordan. in May Century.
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washington Letter.
We have many bright children here In Wash
ington and their repartees form some OF theybest
stories of society. l heard one on one of Phil
Sheridans girls the other day. crowd Of
children were together playing, and among them
was the daughter nf . respectable gentleman
named Harvey. who il not, however. very good
looking. We viii. call her Mamie Harvey. Lit
tie Miss Sheridan said. so the story goes, to Miss
Harvey: do you know. Mamie, that think
that when the goddess Of beauty passed through
this world she didn't touch your father, did
she7r
''Wel may be she didn't replied the little
Miss Harvey "But do you know what my
father says about your fatherl"
NO replied the little Miss Sheridan, while
the crowd gathered around and listened.
"Why. he says that your father is an Irish
man. but that he did some good for his country
during the war, and on that account / may
come out and play with you a little now and
then"
OF course the other girls laughed Some one
heard the story aud it is going the rounds.
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Utility Lady lhurrying in bresthisss, Eve
minutes afte- the call for the distribution Of
parts for the new spectacular production What
do eeti
Stage Manager .promptlyl-You get so cents
fine for beiu' late, and you're the Empress Of
India Ia the prologue and Queen of Night In the
last act; and you don't want to show no 10 them
dizzy old blue satin shoes again, for you've eot
TO sit on gold throne ten feet high and pus
your foot on the neck Of the King of Persia in
the last act. Now you come here tomorrow at
10, letter perfect, you'll be back In the second
row, cArryin' q tin sword. first thing you knowt
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A curious and historic Indian tomahawk has
been unearthed on the banks Of Richl and creek,
in Greene county, Georgia It's historic inter-
est consists in the fact that it has been ideati-
fed by old settlers as the AK welded by Cuss-
tugeee. one OF the most dreaded Indian braves
who resisted the advance of the pale-face into
that part of the country. In size the toma-
hawk Is as large as an ordinary ak, and IL much
thicker add heavier, yet Cusstuggse is said 10
have welded IL as though il were . mere toy.
1t has still keen edge. It is Of block quartz
rock. and Is cut smooth in every respect The
Ak weighs three pounds, and Was found sunk
deepin the earth. where it had lain probably for
fifty years.
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Sundsy-School Lesson for May Is, 1888.
THE LoRD's SuPPER.-Matt XVI. 1870.
Golden Text-For even Christ our passover is sacri-
feed for us.-1 Cor. " z.
Mon Matt XVI, 17-30...-.-The Lords Supper.
We'd Cor Xii, 1884. THE memorial supper.
Fri-.ohn Xiii. i,l7.-------::The ssviours example.
Sat.-John xiii lS-35....--.T The new commandment.
Sun.-John xvii 1-26-- The Saviours intercesson.
We cannot easily understand the great
Christian sacrament Of the Lords Supper with
out some knowledge Of the old Passover feast
We find the germs of the ono In the other. The
Lord. in celebrating the Passover supper with
His disciples just before His death, used its
forms and language to introduce the Christian
feast, and tbs beautiful symbolism of the
Paschal feast found its real meaning in the body
and blood Of 'the Lamb of God that taketh
away the sin of the world" Our Lord, after
celebrating with His disciples their national
Fourth Of july then draws out the spiritual
meaning of the lamb as about to be realized in
His own death for the deiiverance of every sim
ner from tho slavery Of sim This Christian rite
is to be celebrated in all ages and the cross
became the great symbol OF our salvation.
HINTS AND HELPS
Some Points to Study Up-1. What was the
feast OF unleavsned bread and how ceebratsdl 2.
What and when the Passover 3. How did they
make ready the Passover 4. How was the ia
oio oEIduRou lOr LILO l0oSd u Nudb was Tue
betrayal referred TOT 6. What WAS the dish
into which they dipped z. Where was it writ
ten about the betrayal & How was the bread
his body and the wine his bloodi 9. What was
the new testament
Points for Glass Talks-L 1.-THE disciples
came to Jesus for His ideas and orders. 2.
when wilt thou that We prepared" Our part
OF every great work. 3. Zone of You shall be-
tray me- one Of each little company T. 'Woe
unto that man." 5. ''Take, eat" invitation to
many. s. Blood of the covenant; how sacred
and binding. Z. For the remission Of sins"
SPECIAL APPLICATION
The Meaning of the Lords Supper-L It is
the symbol Of great deliverancs from the bond
age of sin 2 1t magn:fies the work done for US;
saved by the blood" 3. Christ breaks the
bread to each one. 4. He writes his promises in
his own blood. and will surely keen them. 5. 1t
is the feast Of trne brother hood, of the new FAM
lily. s. We are benefited only our faith sees
the Christ behind the forms. Z. He points the
way to . final feast OF victory.
The Sacrament-We have come to call it "the
sacrament" This refers TO the keeping Of the
feast The Roman soldier took at certain times
his oath OF allegiance to the emperor. and this
vas bis sacramentum. The early Chr; tians
used this word for each time they partook Of the
Lords Supper-they renewed their allegiance to
Christ
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San Francisco Chronicle.
You never hear of a hod-carrier going to a
millionaire and complaining that he is tired be-
cause ne has been carrying bricks all day. He
would get no sympathy II be did. But see how
differently a man in humble position treats .
man of position when he complains. One of
our best aud most Woodworking judges went up
to the bar of the club the other da- 10 get q
drink. He felt affable 'Give me a long drink
John, am very tired. / have so many things
to carry in my head In court that it tires me
out Il can sympsthize with you, Judge. =
said the kindly barkeeper. 81 know how il is
myself, carrying in my head al the drinks the
BOYS order
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READING FOR THE SABBATH.


know not by what methods rare,
But this l know God answers prayer.
know not when He sends the word
That tells rs fervent prayer is heard.
know it cometh soon or late:
Therefore. we need TO pray and wait.
know not IL the blessing sought
Win come in Just the guiss thought.
leave my prayers with Him alone
Whose win 10 wiser than my own.
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Written for the Sunday Journal.
The Hill Pasture.

Written for the Sunday journal.
The Hill Pasture.
In silky balls beside the stream
The pussy Willows stand,
Where thick the yellow cowslips CLEAN
Upon the reedy land.
And up the hillside, green and steep
The lacing dogwood boughs
In ieecy glmpses show the sheep
Like blossoms as they browse.
The redbud trees are wrapped in rose,
The elder throbs and pales,
And launched oy every breeze that blows
The elm seeds spread their sails.
They float ike shining spangles bright,
Adown the sunny air,
And cargoes sweet of sheer delight
Unto my heart they bear.
In happy dreams / watch the focks,
While like lavish king
With golden key the day unlocks
The treasures of the spring..
-Evaleen Stein.
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the Moors laughed in . mockingly mirthful
manner. When. however, 90 English photog-
rapher turned his Gamers upon group OF
fear and slew him. Perhaps is would be well
20 arm the vessels which this country sends 70
Moorish waters with Photographic outits-
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Have you q stylish young girl you could rec
ommend mel" said gentleman in 81 employ.
ment bureau.
Excuse me. sir" said the affable manager
''but do you live il the corner housed"
"Yes; but why do you askT ~
Because your wife was here only Q moment
ago to see IL we had . tox-ke4aed girl with =
wart on her nose-
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Written for the sunday Journal.

item for the sunday Journal.
May.
Now are the days of perfectness.
When every gale is like kiss
long, sweet, odorous caress.
When life il one delicious dream,
With Hope still young and Love supreme,
And moments perfect as they seem.
All care, all pain has taken fight,
The shadows checked with squares Of light,
And wheeling upward with delight
The larks expand their yellow throats,
And drowning in their mellow notes
The robins soul to heaven floats.
Where leans the elm the mock-birds call,
And from the shadowy branches tall
The oriole swings,-a golden ball,
Or drops with dazzling splendor down
Deep. deep into the fragrant gloom
Of snow-fakes blown to apple bloom.
And Ger the peach hid garden wall
In through the great wind-haunted hail
The blossoms in pink snow fall,
Waltz to the music of the trees.
Swept by the almond-scented breeze
Through long melodious symphonies.
Oh, may my last days be like these,
And let me live, as one who sees
Gods love through all lifes mysteries,
Till from the fsr-off dreamy west
The dim cloud islands of the blest
Watt hitherward their perfect rest.
Edwin s. Hopkins.
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My Pi.iabls rr.ssformatlon.

/ who was young 40 long,
Young. and alert and gay,
Now that my hair Is gray
Begin to change my song.
Now I know right from wrong.
Now ] know pay and pray,
! who was young so long,
Young. and alert and gay.
Now I follow the throng,
Walk in the beaten way.
Hear what the elders say,
And own that | was wrong
! who was young 90 long.
-Roborf l.ou5e a
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One Of the Cookbook Women.

sonerville Journal
am starving For days no particle of food has
passed my lips / am dying with hunger.
Will you not help me with few cold victualsIs
Poor fellow said the young housewife SYM
pathetically. II am so sorry for you. haven't
single thing TO eat in the house, but I'll tell
you what ron car do. You can come in and sic
down in the kitchen and read Mrs Parloa's
cook book
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HUMoR or THE DAY.

Meeting the Word on It's own Ground
Tid-Bits.
Mr.. Conn;ngwsll who Is doing little shop
ping for Mrs- C.l-Wheres thsi glove depart
ment, young mani
Floor-walker-Gsntsi
Mr.. Conningwen-No; lade'a
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bothered by Domestic .Affairs.

Robinson Ito Brown, who is keeping three Of
Deimonico's walters busyl-Im surprised TO see
you here. Brown.
Brown with . weary air)-Yes. ait down and
have something. My folks moving to-day,
and instead Of going home to dinner, thought
/ would stop here aud take in '.Erminie" to-
night This moving business. Robinson, 10
tough on q man.
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Paid for His Breakfast

New York sun
Woman Ito tramp)-Now that you have bssn
given q good breakfast can't you do something
TO pay for i'll
Tramp-Madam, you shouldn't say s'you have
been given o good breakfast" You didn't give
me to any breakfast. 2ou gave the breakfast
to me. That is bit of rhetorical information
that 10 cheap at q weeks board
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tomeryille Journal
She-Do you love me, darline7
Hs-What IN blazss do sou want to inter
rupt me for when l am just adding up column
Of figures! OF course lore you! Confound IL
! ali! Nov I've got to ada that whole solumn up
over again.
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.PENELQPE's ELOPEMENT


At fvs-and forty Penelope Budd Was simply
outrsesous.S as her brother told her she WAS
snd before that he had never had cross word
for her Ny aunt. vino was her confdant, told
ns that she had long been restless; in fact ever
incs an old love affair Penelope had once expe-
neneed- IL was NOS restlessnsss that made her
outrageous now. but that she Was, ct her age
positively entseisd in an affair Of the heart.
She adored the man; she might have adored
CAliban lad that monster appreciated her poor
ysntleness Is this other did, and as no man had
svsr done before
May BE hls ebon riuglets. his ivory-like teeth,
and his mournfnl smile had something to do
Win it,' sbs used to say. though 1 don't
know"
She had dangerous machine covered with
leather. IN which she had had people for many
years to inscribe themselves hers till DEATH this
vehicle she called an album, though the rest Of
the world had various names for it.
Pen, IL IL very silly" said my aunt, very
"You don't understand,1 Miss Penelope an
-swsrsd, and III leave 1t with you 70 look
over
Ny aunt found on its first page love verse
from the young man Of years before. she knew
10 vas his. because the attached signature had
been srassd, while the signatures to all the
other verses remained untouched; It shocked
her that Miss Penelope could bear to have
ether verses after that first one. and with sort
Of oontempt she returned the book to its owner.
Percy De 10 Roche coming along from Nowhere
or it, near vicinity. restless Miss Penelope pro-
duced her leather volume. and he wrote; II
Ala Ala <<.r,fd "A he
|. That might win thought from tbssf
This Was the beginning 6fIths remarkable
AFFAIR."
Ibad passed y age for slseplsss nights,
R2Es OF ia although when he kept
~ g his affection for her she
70 feel how my heart
returned he, 'but how
bsatr
am my own mistress"
Know, never deceived
overly too ardsntly,
Re O. pauper.s
ngk John
your money!
had better be care
and consequently
as had John for
! that followed was
fasco.
che left her the day
first time, the poor
here had been some
BIZ in the very begin
sight Of any incon-
lung days. when she
|ad lived lovingly TO-
ear q man had come
call these qualities
We and fortieth year
gently, guardedy
her feeling and
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Before I get . caps-coat like that thing
you've got on said DIR. Mossback, excitedlye
'TIl be found dead In gutter
II think 10 extremely probable replied Mr..
horton. peacefully. several OF your friends
have told me you would. sooner or later
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New York sun
Passspeer-conductor. how far are we from
Kansas City7
Conductor-We're there now. sir; just passed
Eieht-hundred and fitch street
Passenger-How soon win we get to the Ste
toni
Conductor-Its about IN hours ride
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Disappointed in Him,


Miss Waldo discussing booksl-Your are
familiar with Dickens's works Of course. Mr..
Wabashf
Mr. ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS. I've never read
Dickens, but l heard him lecture not long ago
in Chicago. don't think much Of him.
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Written for the Sunday Journal.
Sonnet.

SOnn0G.
Sweet herald of Phingari's silver reign.
Red rays of light, glow in the leaden sky;
Fen now, emerging Ger the hills, on high
Amid the clouds she mounts, and o'sr the plain,
mellow lustre throws,~each spire aud vane
In wondrous glory CLEAN; the rivers vie,
And far away. unto the searching eye,
Doth glitter fair, the cottager's red pane.
Oh. regent of the .;ght, how fair to me,
And ever welcome; meath thy mellow rays
The soul forgets its weary pain, and free.
Unmindful Of the intervening haze,
Doth view again. hill, valley, river, lea.
And slumb'ring forest, browning childhood ways.
-Alonzo l.. Rice.
DANvILLE Ind.
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Physician Ito patientl-Your pulse IL qaits
normal. Miss Spinster. VIII you kindly allow
me to look az Your tonRuei
Miss Spinstef (showlng her toneus)-Cer-
tsinly, Dostr. um globble. was out g funeral
lestidy an elot-my-feet wet an
Physieian-My dear Mas Spiuster, If You will
let your tongue remain quiet for . moment I
can better diagnose your case
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Earning an Honest Living.

Nebraska State Journal
''Whst are you doing for living pow-a-daysfs
Writing humorous poetry for the msgaxines."
Humorous poesryi / didn't suppose you could
write anything funny
80. my stuff is funny enough for the maga-
zines"
''where do you get your inspirstionr
my room overlooks a graveyard.
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Keeping Up a Appearances.

New York sun
ssNow, Johu," said wife who was going on
journey, "when you bid me goodbye on The train,
you mustn't lift your hat or kiss me-
WHY noti" "a
because people viii think that you are net
nv husband
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He Realized 1t All.
New York Hur

IF you had held yourself in check when you
were young said . visitor to Ststs frison con-
vict, ''you might now be . useful aud honorsd
member Of society,"
Yes. SIR" sadly responded the unfortuness
man. ''if bad always held myself In check,
wouldn't now be held in stripe Have You any
chewing tobacco about YOU
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Awake and call ne early. mother.
Call me early. mother dear;
For I'm going TO shovel snow. mother,
And set the sidewalk clear.
Evening Wisconsin.