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now." and the baby girl chimed in:
Love dolls? Guess I doll had one
last-Ch Christmas real pretty one all
dressed-but mamma give-it-to-the
washwoman, an I amt got nothin'
now" and she broke into loud sobs.
''Minnie!" cried her mother, reprov.
ingly, hearing the child's words as she
came back into the room.
do not blame her; it is my fault. But
what does she mean?"
Mrs. Crandau colored deeply. 1t was
so hard to be poor, and harder still to be
forced to expose her poverty in all its
baroness, to strangers:
why, it is this way: I have no place
but this room to wash in, and the steam
goes right in there and chokes him,
and he fretted so and coughed every
time I washed, that it seemed as if |
never could get through another wash
day. ] never had washing done for
me before in my life, except when the
babies came" Here she lowered her
voice, though the door was partly
closed. "And so thought we could get
along without any more washing till
it was all over, thinking every week
would be the last. But, poor man, he's
lasted along till we'd got to have some
things; and his cough worse than ever,
and I couldn't have the steam here
nohow, and had no money and had
sold everything except the doll. All
dressed as twas, it was worth dollar.
And I have a neighbor who takes in
washing and she has little girl. The
other girls had given up their Tesla
ments and all the books that they have
had Christmas and birthdays, and
took Minnie and told her that it was
her turn now to help; but l had to be
almost harsh with her, for she would
not say she was willing. Then went
and offered the doll to the woman if
she would take all my things over
there and do them for me, and she said
she would, and the neighbors are talk
ing about "A poor woman she must be
and hire her washing done!' And here's
Minnie has told everybody that has
come into the house that have given
her doll away, and told her not to do
it again and now will have to whip
her"
mo, no! Promise me, Mrs. Crandall,
that you will not punish that mere
baby! 1t was all my fault"
mo, it was my doll, and it was all
had, an now amt got nothin', oh, oh,
ch," and she sobbed aloud again.
What wonder that Mrs. Estabrook
took the weeping child in her arms and
'loved her" till she ceased crying? Was
not the child's wall very similar in
word and spirit to the wall she had given
voice to when Helena was taken from
her? What was she, herself, but an
older babe?
do not worry, Mrs. Crandall, about
getting sewing to do; I will sec that all
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"Oh, you are always so kind! Iwant
you to go with me and see what have
seen. A laborer dying of lingering
disease and poverty, with wife and
three children, half-fed and half
warmed. The oldest girl is about II,
the youngest only three. When the
husband is awake the wife's time is
spent trying to ease his suffering, which
is constant; but by sewing during his
daytime maps and nights, she has kept
starvation away-not much more. Too
proud to beg, they have sold almost
everything that could be spared, and
that was not much. The doctor came
and asked me to Investigate the case
and see if I could interest some of the
ladies I knew. / found no food, no
money, scarcely bit of fuel, and the
half-craZed dying man, scolding be-
cause he was cold, and finding fault that
the chicken broth he Ionged for had not
been brought to him. Poor man, he is
too far gone to know the reason why
and blames his wife; says she is tired of
waiting upon him. I went to a kind
market man and he has sent up bas-
ket full of provisions, so that they will
have supper and breakfast at least. But
they need fuel, clothes, medicine
everything. A more complete case of
restitution I never saw, where there
was not drunkenness to cause it, and
the poor woman so brave through it all,
md proudly hushing the children when
they said to me that they were hungry
and cold!''
81 will go there tonight alone, and
haro &c %10 for fa hI1u md cnp1 nm
at once to them what they most need
for over Sunday"
Mrs. Estabrook wrote down the adj
dress and called her carriage. Quickly
donning a street suit, she was soon
alighting at the entrance of a narrow
street, and instructed her coachman to
wait there for her, as she did not like
to intrude her private carriage and
servants where it would create a stir
and sensation, as such an equipage is
apt to do in tenement district.
It was indeed a sorrowful scene that
met her eyes. The children gazed upon
the beautiful woman in black who en-
tered their poverty-stricken home like
a creature from, to them, an unknown
world. They gazed with the widely
opened eyes of children accustomed to
patiently enduring deprivation.
They sat in silence, as if abashed by
the presence of coming death and the
poverty about them, as well as by the
presence of beautiful stranger. Had
she not been in black they would have
thought her fairy, but they had never
read of fairies clothed in mourning.
They were ''doing nothing" as the very
poor often are found, because they had
nothing to ''do" with!
Mrs. Crandall was as neat as her pow
erty would permit her to be. There
were neither rags nor unl1empt heads of
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CHAPTER TX.

The day before the trial Harvey Neil
| appeared at his lawyers Office with a
face so eloquent of discovery that Bar
tells at once exclaimed at sight of him:
''IIalloo! What's up?"
Il believe the Grubstake folks have
been shipping out of the cnjoined ground
right along" the young man explained,
with a sardonic smile, dropping into a
chair, wearily.
'They have!" the tone attesting the
attorneys appreciation of the impor-
lance of the statement. How did You
get onto that?"
Zone of my men got me n couple of
samples of the stuff they are shipping
by begging u ride to town on one of the
wagons and running Il knife into some
of the ore sacks while the driver was at
dinner. L made assays this morning.
The first ran trifle over three thou
sand i'll gold, while the second went up
to over seven; and If both did not come
out of the Mascot vein would almost
agree to eat the whole shipment. You
see, have had my suspicious right
along, ever since they claimed to have
made such a strike of low-grade truck
in their lowest level. where they are
drifting to connect with the old tunnel.
Somehow l knew it wasn't 20; but with
the shafthouse guarded night and day.
it seemed next to impossible TO get q
sight of the ore. tried at the Denver
smelter-it looked fishy, their shipping
it through to Denver-but they evident
ly had their instructions and / was po-
litely turned down. However, though
it is pretty late in the day, 1 believe 1
am on to their little game now"
But if there is any>such business as
that going on, We'll have an order from
the court for an examination at once;
though, as you observe, it is rather
late in the day." exclaimed Bartels,
with rather more show of excitement
than he often manifested.
And by the time we get to the mine
with our order from the court, the
chances are that there wouldn't be
man nearer the disputed territory than
the sorters on the dump pile. They
wouldn't go into such work as that
without being provided with a system
of signals and underground telegraphy
to guard against surprises. Moreover.
think we can do better" good deal
OF complacent satisfaction in the tone
now; 81 think we shall have one OF
their men on the witness stand to-mor-
row."
Good enough!" cried the lawyer, in q
tone of cordial congratulation. "Who Is
hep"
"a fellow who ur4d to work for me.
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came interested in her case" and nne
sewing in plenty was given her to do
by Mrs. Estabrook and others, who re-
CURED line, plain sewing and were will
ing to pay for having it done.
Indeed, the Easter gift of Helena's
toys was the harbinger of good to Mrs.
Estabrook in full as great degree as
to the family she assisted out of a tenn
porary slough of distress. She kept a
protecting eye over the family ever
after, and rejoiced equally with the
mother when, couple of years later.
the eldest graduated from the public
school with fair business education-
and at once became a wage-earner.
girl at 10 and fresh from a grammar
school, who could earn three dollars a
week, looked to one of the leisure class
like prodigy.
Life was Frightening for the Gran
dalls. Two years later the second dauph-
ter did as well. There were three wage
earners now. and they were self-sup-
porting family, all owing to the timely
help given.
In remembrance of her own gain, each
Easter sees its package marked for
Mrs. Crandall and family"
She feels that God sent her to them
for her own good, fully as much as for
theirs, and that then, for the first time,
her eyes were opened to the real truth
OF those words that she had often re-
peated, but never believed ESQ she now
thinks), that cit is more blessed to give
than to receive."-Keziah Shelton, in
Ladies' World.
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hair, but patches were plainly in evil
dence, and the lack of comforts every
where.
Mr.. Crandall had been failing for
many months, and now the doctor had
said that it was but question of days
when he would be out of his misery.
| Their few savings, for they had been a
| thrifty family, had soon melted away
for his medicines and their daily food.
| The doctor expected no pay for his time
| and advice, but the druggist had de-
manded cash for each prescription
filled. Mrs. Crandall pitifully told how
she had managed at first, by the help
of the two older girls about the house
before and after school daily, to find
odd mozAents to sew by daylight, but
her needlework had been chiefly done
at night, when her husbands maps were
longest. Yet she had only delayed the
hour which was now to be met, when
there was nothing for druggist or
grocer.
Customers naturally had carried their
work elsewhere, as so often her work
was not finished at the time promised,
the husband requiring unexpected care
from her. Then she had had recourse
to the selling of the cradle, no longer
needed; then her own little sewing
chair, the birthday gift from brother;
but the few extras brought small sums
from her almost as poor neighbors, who
purchased them. 1t was the old, old
story; and now she could not find time
to sew if she had the strength, and she
TOD owl
watching and weeping.
The tale, brief as it was, had to be told
with frequent pauses, as the invalid in
the next room coughed or tinkled bell
for her to come to change his position
and attempt to ease the discomfort for
which there was but one real easement,
and that was hourly approaching.
While the mother was away on these
duties, the visitor talked with the chill
dren, drawing them out as to their
studies and pleasures.
The elder two evidently were good
scholars" and the youngest was a
bright, quiet little thing, prematGrely
aged by continuous want and the pres
ence of suffering in the house.
"And don't you love dolls or play
things? / do not see any around, nor
any books; surely you ought to have
picture books to amuse you Do you
not go to Sunday-school?" for she saw
none of the usual evidences; the lesson
books; the Sunday-school papers, the
library books usually seen where there
are children, were all wanting here.
The eldest daughter quietly said:
eve have not been lately" like many
older people, answering the last ques-
ton first. "We never had many books,
and they had to 60; we haven't any
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your present needs are provided for,
and by the by will be time enough to
plan for your future"
Each knew that "by the by" meant
when "all was over"
Mrs. Estabrook went back to her
carriage and was driven to her home, a
wiser if not sadder woman than she
had been for. many day. To think
that she had been selfshly bemoaning
Helena's transition to a higher life,
when there was such real, living trouble
at her door, needing the comfort that
she could so easily give.
She had said that she could not give
up Helena's dolls, and little Minnie
Crandall had had to give her only doll
to the washwoman, to ease q suffering
father.
Dear Helena, how glad she will be
tomorrow, to know that her toys have
gone to glad Eastertide for one of Gods
little ones!"
Her heart as last was stirred to its
most generous depths, and early Easter
morning, on her way to church, she
drove to the door of the Crandalls' poor
home, for this time the carriage held
that which made it needful to drive into
the narrow court.
The faithful John had had to make
several trips to and from the carriage,
for there was basket of dainty dishes
for the invalid; and the dolls bedstead
with its sleeping twins, that would open
their eyes when Minnie should take
them up; the tiny tea table and arm
chair; the china tea set and boxes full
of other toys. There were Helena's
gowns and other clothes for Minnie,
and plain gowns of her own for the
other girls. Cat home she had left in
box, ready to be sent when needed,
her own plainest suit of black for Mrs.
CrandaIl.) There was box of books,
many of them Juveniles from her own
girlhood's library, and there was not
only a Bible, suitable for use on that
"last OCCASION" now SO close at hand,
but there were Testaments for Bella
and Carrie, to replAce those that had
been sold for food ami medicine.
81 could not sleep last night. My
mind was so full of the sadness of See
ing that poor little Minnie sitting up in
that armchair SO primly, with nothing
at all to play with, as she so quantity
said; and there were dear Helena's
treasures doing no one any good, and I
am quite sure now, though have long
refused to see it SO, that they were do
ing me great harm, by keeping my loss
ever before me and helping to make my
heart hard and selfish
When it was all over. Mrs. Crandall
was helped to move into brighter and
healthier locality and the tenement,
though small, was made tidy and COM
Portable by gifts from several who be-
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OF sardonic amusement at her discom
future. st is because, after all, yor
do not forget that am somebody whom
you have been hating-that you cannot
really shake off the habit. It is such q
fallacy, the popular notion that woman
is by nature only tender and forgiv.
ing; as rule, I believe she is nothing
OF the sort, simply because she never
forgets. Is it not so, Miss Meredith ?
All, well, BY their long memories the
gods are known and perhaps it is fit
ting that woman, who is so much more
like unto the gods than we, should be
particularly like in that respect. You
cannot forget the sum of my imagined
offenses against your father. Perhaps
L should not expect it; but some day,
possibly, time may have so far blurred
the record that you can spare thought
for the fact that from the moment OF
our first meeting I have been your
friend; that would have been" he
stopped, startled by such a rush of
feeling as almost choked his utterance
though his eyes still cluDg to their
mocking light and his principal feel
ing was one of angry disappointment
as he went on in n lowered voice-':I
would have been-all that you could
have permitted, Miss Meredith! But
you need not look so frightened break
ing off with a short laugh, as he caught
the expression of her face. ~ have
reached the limit of my audacity, and I
will not detain you longer. Good-by.'
But if a lover could have prescience
to forecast his lady's moods he well
might summon fortitude to endure her
whims and floutings, secure in winning
compensation soon or late through her
own capricious impulse; for never is
the woman heart so disposed to sweet
concession as when in sensitized brood
ing upon past offense all the mag
nanimity of her nature has been reused
in longing to make atonement. And
certain it was that Dorothy Meredith,
IS she rode away from Harvey Neil
that day, had not been so full of yearn-
ing kindness toward him, but for that
little hand clasp which she had re-
fused. 1t had been an unreasoning i'm
pulse to draw back somewhat from the
attitude of friendly confidence into
which she had almost inadvertently
drifted, but now she reproached her
self for the childish inconsistency, his
last words gaining force as she repeated
them in her mind, impelling her heart
to compunctious tenderness hitherto
undreamed of. 1t would have been 50
little to concede on her part, the mere
touch of her hand in a parting which
might be for all time. It would have
committed her to nothing, while to him
it might have been so much, because
ah, could it be true that he loved her
Considering how little he really knew
her and how irrevocably their paths
seemed set apart, it seemed the widest,
maddest idea, ridiculous to the point
of pathos; and yet. remembering the
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AN AsSENT-MINOE0 LORD.
Strange Costume Worn by an Aspir-
ant for Political HOnors.

A certain noble lord, who shall be
nameless, during his journey north on
n political mission, changed his cos
tune for full Highland "rig-out," in
tending it as 4 delicate compliment to
the land of the kilt. But when he
looked at himself in the glass he found
that the tailor had cut his kilt too short,
so he made up his mind to put on even
ing dress.
He changed his upper garments and
then sat down for few moments to
study his speech. This set him to sleep.
lie awoke with start, only to find
himself running into the station. For
getting what had happened, he thrust
on his hat, and this was how he was
dreSSed:
He had a full Highland costume as
far as his waist, above were a white
shirt and swallow-tailed coat, and the
entire edifice was crowned with a Chin
ncy-pot hat, upon which he had sat
down without noticing it. His lord
ships horror when he stepped upon
the platform and felt the keen wind
cutting his bare legs changed to abso-
Lutte agony, when his valet appeared,
scrambling out of the carriage with a
pair of trousers in his hands, waving
them wildly and exclaiming: MY lord.
my lord, you have forgotten these
London Telegraph.
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BEAUTIFUL EASTER CUSTOM.
Advent of Resurrection Day Hailed
with Melody and Praise.

Advent of Resurrection Day Hailed
with Melody and Praise.
mo more divinely appropriate ex-
preston of the Moravians' love of mu-
sic and their appreciation of its inspir-
ing power is to be found than in their
sublime annunciation of the Resurrec-
ton day." writes Clifford Howard, de-
scriptive of "a Moravian Easter Dawn"
| in the Ladies' Home Journal. Through
the quiet streets (of Bethlehem, Pal
in the early morn, the trombonists walk
| from place to place, pouring forth
their grand, inspiring anthem that
| arouses the slumbering town to tho
| welcome knowledge of the advent OF
this glorious day. Now here, now
there, now everywhere the lights APP
pear within the windows of the dwell
ings, and the streets are thronged
with people, young and old, vending
! their way from ali directions toward the
church, and greeting one another with
| loving salutations of the day. The
Easter service is begun within the
church, and is continued there until
the Frightening day announces the adj
vent of the dawn. Then, in slow pro-
cession, subdued and reverent, the peo-
pie pass without the doors, and, head
ed by the tambourinists, solemnly
ascend the winding hill to their be-
loved and quaint old burying- ground.
"Within the closure of this conse-
Grated spot the congregation assem-
bles and stands in a semi-circle fac
ing the eastern hill in fond anticipation
of the emblem of it's cherished faith.
A little apart stand the ministers, and
the trombone choir. Thus assembled,
the service of song and responsive read
ings, begun in the church, is continued.
A sense of deep, religious awe per-
vades the gathered throng, as on this
cold, gray morning of the early
spring they await in spiritual commun-
ion with their departed loved ones,
the Resurrection hour. Above the hill
the dawning light appears. Then from
the voices of the assembled host there
bursts melody of raptured song, a
heartfelt hymn of praise and adora-
ton, a spontaneous symphony of JOY,
that starts in glad expression of tri-
umphant hearts, and mingling with the
full, resounding strains of sweet-toned
trumpets- and resonant trombones.
arises with the warbling song of joy
Gus birds in glad hosannas to the SPLEEN
dent sky. For see! a radiant light
o'erspreads the earth. A wondrous
glory halls the newborn day. The sun
appears in fulgency sublime-God's
symbol of the resurrected life; and
earth and Heaven in exulting song peal
forth in glad, antiphonal accord: The
Lord is risen! Hallelujah, praise the
LordI'"
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CoIorinr Easter EGGS.

Easter eggs can be colored with ami
line dye. 1t should be diluted to the
proper shade and the eggs boiled in it.
Green. the color of hope and resurrec-
ton, is particularly appropriate, but n
variety is pleasing-rcd, pink, blue.
pale yellow and purple. Eggs can be
boiled hard, and painted in water-col-
ors with a single spring flower, as n
primrose, or butterfly, also a symbol
of the resurrection. They should be ar
ranged in nests of moss. German chill
dren believe that the Easter eggs ara
laid by hares, so representations of this
little animal are often placed on them.
or near them. Painted butterflies
mounted on wire, can be made to hover
over the nest.-Ladies' Home Journal.
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look in his eyes, she could not ques-
ton his meaning when he said that he
would have been to her all that she
could have let him be. Asking nothing,
expecting nothing, he had in effect laid
his heart at her feet-and she had de-
MED him even the mere touch of her
finger tips! And, without analyzing
her feeling beyond this ground for self
reproach, Dorothy felt that she was
fifty punished in that she was very,
very unhappy about it.
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rhe Dnte for Easter.

Thirty days hath September"
Every person can remember.
But to know when Casters come
Puzzles even scholars-some.
When March the twenty-first Is past
Just watch the silvery moon,
And when you see 1t full and round
know Easter'll be here soon.
After the moon has reached Its full
Then Easter will be here
The very Sunday after,
In each and every year.
And II It hap On Sunday
The moon should reach its heighes
The Sunday following this evene
VIII be the Easter bright.
--HoAton Traneag1pt.
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The head so lately crowned with thorn
The roses were the first to hear:
Ere yet the dark had dreamed of dawn,
The fafntest rustic reached their ear;
They heard the napkin downward drawn;
They listened to His breathing low;
His feet upon the threshold fall.
Bring roses-sweetest buds that blow,
His love the perfume of them ALL
The lilies were the first to see:
They, watching in the morning gray,
Saw angels come so silently
And roll the mighty stone away;
They saw Him pass the portals gloom;
He brushed their leaves - oh, happy
dover!
Bring lilies-purest buds that bloom,
His face reflected in each flower.
The roses were the first to hear,
The lilies were the first to see:
Bring fragrant flowers from far and near
To match the Easter melody!
"Rabboni!" be on every tongue,
And every heart the rapture share
OF Mary, as she kneels among
The roses and the lilies fair
Clarence ITrmy, in Century.
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Observation-Disclosures, your wife'S
Easter gown is very picturesque.
offington-Picturesqu That gown
cost more money than any picture you
ever saw.-Detroit Free Press.
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A B E L E S 7 A =
BROOK sat sur
rounded III her ele-
gantly appointed
morning room by
all that money
combined with ar
tistic taste could
give to make her
happy, and yet on
this blessed Easter