The Cambria freeman. [volume] (Ebensburg, Pa.) 1867-1938, 1893-12-01

ever; too much 50 to publish. But it
viii never do TO refuse il, for If / do
she will be mortally offended, no doubt,
and l viii not see her again. l must
make her acquaintance"
Il thought all editors were old and
cross" Elaine observed 10 Miss Wilson,
her dearest friend" that evening.
We'll, aren't they?'' asked Miss Will
son.
mo, I took that poem on Spring
10 the editor of the Monthly Messenger
to-day, and he's a young man,
and as nice as he can be. He seemed
very much interested while / read the
poem 10 him. and said il was ever 50
pretty. He asked me 10 call again.
too, and said ! seemed 10 possess tai
ent"
Perhaps he was more interested in
you than in your poem" Miss Wilson
sagely remarked. ITS lucky you took
it instead Of sending it,"
why, what an idea" said Elaine
blushing.
When she went again 70 the Office Of
the Monthly Messenger, a few days
later, the editor greeted her with a
smile.
Il have accepted your poem, Miss
Gray" he said. You write well for a
beginner"
Thank you" she said, gratefully.
Il am very much encouraged"
But warn you" ne continued,
that 70 succeed a. an author requires a
great deal Of hard work and much per-
severance, and even those who have
become celebrated in letters often
question il their success Is worth what
il cost"
"Oh, never expect 10 become IA
nous, " said Elaine innocently. Il viii
just write a little occasionally for the
pleasure of writing"
by the way" said Mr.. Winthrop.
hoping TO divert her newly-awalencd
literary energies into another channel,
can you not contribute TO our House
hold or Fancy Work departments,
Miss Gray?"
Well, perhaps" she said with some
hesitation. Mamma fiatters me by
saying ! am something of "A housekecp-
cr, and ! might give you my recipe for
making the crullers that papa appre-
ciatcs 80 highly, And then ] am doing
little fancy work. and if you care to
have me I can tell you about il.
Exactly what we want, Miss Gray,
and ! should like 10 have you contrib
ing receipts viii appeal 10 the popular
taste"
But these subjects are so humdrum
and proay. Mr.. Winthrop"
True, but this is a humdrum world,
Miss Gray. Where there Is one who
viii read a poem there are ten who will
read a receipt for making crulers."
But prefer the appreciation Of the
one who reads the poem 10 that Of the
ten who read the receipt"
IF the receipt is a good one the
crullers will be appreciated, even if the
author is not, and, besides they may
furnish inspiration for poem from
some grateful epicure.'
Your arguments are unanswerable,"
said Miss Gray, Laughing. The crul-
lers win the day"
Each month after this Elaine con-
tributed 70 the Monthly Messenger a
few directions for fancy work or one or
two of her choice cooking receipts--for
she was, thanks TO her wise mothers
tuition, an eminently practical young
lady, and well-skilled in all that goes
10 make a woman's education com
plete.
As for Mr.. Winthrop, the girl, so
sweet and womanly, grew very dear
indeed 70 him, and became the bright
center around which revolved all his
hopes and ambitions Love with How
ard Winthrop was no light matter As
the ocean is stirred 10y tempest, 50 his
nature was moved 10 It's profound
depths by his love for Elaine.
1t was May. A little party had ex-
changed for a few days the gray city
for the sweet, green country, and
among them were Mr.. Winthrop and
Elaine.
1t makes me feel like writing spring
poetry" said the girl, as the two were
stroling over the verdant meadows.
by the way, Mr. Winthrop, You never
published that poem l gave you a year
ago. / don't believe You intended 70"
this last with charming pout.
''No, ! reserved it for better fate, -
was the grave reply.
And what is that. pray?" she asked.
1T is this" ne said, taking from an
inner pocket the crumpled manuscript.
Il have carried it near my heart"
She blushed, but turned the subject
aside with laugh
why couldn't you publish this. and
keep the receipt for crullers, If you de-
sired to-to honor me in that way"
because ii was through this / came
10 know you" he said, in a voice that
made her suddenly serious.
She had taken the manuscript. and
some penciled lines on the back at
tracted her attention She read this:
The woods and helds from sleep have sprung,
Awakened by tine suns warm kiss
Tho birds a sons OF love have sung
Eor natures mating time Is this
From earth below 70 heaven above
Al holds a message sweet 20 me-
And speak H. accents soft OF love-
50 Why not wes'
With crimson face she returned the
paper To him He took the unresisting
n and in both of his own, and held il
tightly.
THAT verse on the back, Elaine, he
said, tenderly, Il wrote with you in
mind. ! have loved you since the day
you brought me the poem. VIII You
give me your own sweet self TO
brighten my life and make it worth
living2"
She spoke not a word, but only
leaned her head against his shoulder
and he was satisfied - Walter Hall
Jewett, in Chicago Graphic.
Wonderful Mechanical Kittens.
a most wonderful mechanical toy has
been on private exhibition n Paris late
ly and il il understood that efforts are
70 Toe made TO secure the curiosity or
curiosities for the Chicago exposition.
This remarkable piece OF mechanism
consists of seven life-sized kittens COW
cred with real skin, but with eyes OF
emeralds set in white enamel. Each
kitten is provided with some musical
instrument, such as a flute, a either, a
| violin "A drum a harm "A eofnef an NJ.
Gordon, all perfectly harmonized
| With these the kittens play the most
difficult pieces OF music, operas and
such. The mechanism is similar 10 that
of a common music box. and the wholC
apparatus, kittens, etc, is valued al
| about twenty thousand francs. Tho
| curiosity is even reported TO be insured