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A small Boys Predicament.

The Chicago Record reports a pretty
lively adventure which befell a five-
year-old Iowa boy last summer. He
had gone out to the wheat field where
his father was driving the harvester,
and had begged to be taken up on the
high seat by his fathers side.
The harvester was one of those won
derful labor-saving machines of which
farmers use so many In these days.
1t cut the wheat, swept 1t into sheaves,
bound them, and tossed them aside.
For time all this was very interest
Ing to the little fellow. Then he grew
tired of sitting still, and began to
squirm, and before the father knew
what was going on, the boy had tum-
bled off.
| He screamed as he found himself
| going; but before the horses could be
/ stopped, the machinery had caught
him. rolled him up In bundle OF
wheat, bound him about the legs and
the neck with Irvine, and there he lay
on the ground.
He was not hurt. A little skin had
been scraped from one Of his shoulders
and he was, or thought he was, almost
choked. That was all; but he was very
much frightened
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How insects Hide From Encmie.

How many have ever noticed the
skillful way in which many insects dis.
guise themselves when in danger from
some larger animal or bird? Probably
you have all observed that the caterpil.
lar 'plays dead" when he is disturbed,
and that many insects choose for their
homes some tree or shrub whose bark or
foliage matches themselves in color
There Isl certain variety of moth,
quite common around elms, which fixes
its wings so that they closely resemble
spots or lichens on the bark of the tree
and can only he detected by trained
eye. Another moth, whose principal
colors arc pink and yellow, arranges
itself on the blossom of a primrose so
ms to wholly escape notice. In the East
Indian islands there is a spider which
! reposes on the upper side of large leaf
in such shape that it perfectly resem-
| bles decayed matter
A hunter in tropical regions tells of
seeing cricket pursued around the
frank of tree by lizard. Suddenly
| thts insect settled itself in small de-
preston in the bark, spread out its
wings slightly and fiattened itself SO
that the lizard actually crawled over it
| and went away without ever knowing
what had lecome of it.-Lewiston Jour
/ nal
The Pioche weekly record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1877-1900, 1899-01-12

There is a young lady who has lit
she overheard the following converse
ton among her pupils:
1t was Monday, and one of them had
evidently been much impressed with
her Sunday school lesson Of the day be-
fore, for as soon as another little girl
came in sho astounded her by the an.
nouncement, lyon are my sister,
Pm not, said No. 9.
"You are, said No. l. Haven't you
got Father i'll heaven:'
Eyes" grudgingly.
"Well, so have /. Don't that make
you my sister,"
No 2 was entirely nonplused at
that and No. correspondingly victori.
Gus, so when another little girl arrived
upon the scene she announced as before,
You are my sister"
Now No. happened to be a young
lady of q very determined disposition.
and she declared just as firmly that she
was nothing Of the SORT, and the "I'm
nots" and "You ares flew very fast
for minute, until No. brought out
her knockdown argument, Haven
you got a Father in heaven?''
But imagine her chagrin and the
teachers amusement when the other
sputtered forth: "No, haven't, and
you know it. I've just got one grand
father M there, y and strobe on to hei
| seat, leaving the enemy vanquished be
hind her. Cleveland Plain Dealer
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Manning nv Proxy.

Our ways of showing respect to the
dead would surely be past the oompre-
hension Of the Martians or of anybody
else whom custom has not blinded TO
the absurdity Of some of the things we
do. For example, a funeral procession
went out Fourteenth street one sunny
afternoon recently, and in the train
recognized the carriage Of woman
know. A little surprised at her pres
ence, | glanced at tho carriage win
dows, but the shades were down. /
pictured her within, SO overcome with
grief at her friends death that she
could not bear the curious eyes of
chance passers. That same afternoon
met her coming out of theater-gay.
rosy, laughing. She had been 10 the
matinee, while her empty carriage, in
token of her sorro;, followed her dead
friend to the graye.-Washington Star.
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rows down the room in pitilessly quiet ar
ray. On one cot lay a woman, who was
a mystery to the hospital officials. She
had been brought in late in the afternoon
Of the day before insensibie. She was
young aud beautiful; her clothing was that
OF a scntlewoman; she had all the marks
of refinement. albeit with certain signs
of toll, but every mark that could identi
fy her had been carefully clipped from her
garments. For hours the watchers thought
the angel OF death would stop at her be-
fore he took the one next her. Yet he
passed her by. and in the early hours of
the morning she revived and murmured
( words they could but iudistinctly under
stand, Toward noon she revived so that
/ her conversation became Ineligible, But
7 with the return of consciousness she seem
I ed to guard her secret more closely. She
refused to answer the questions of the
hospital physicians, and insisted that she
would soon be strong and well and would
leave the hospital.
The Christmas flowers had come in and
the nurse selected the finest bunch OF
American beauty roses in the lot and took
them to her patient. She lay, limp and
silent in her cot 1t was her first expe-
rience in hospital. She reflected vague
~. that it would be her last. She had
tainted on her way to the river, 1t is true
but that was no reason why she should
not carry out her design. 1t was only q
question of time The nurse approached
her. She bore a large box.
Here is something for you" she said.
II was large white box; around 1t were
wide, pale blue ribbons. A spray of holly
lay on the top. She looked at It listlessly
''Shall open it for you?" said the nurse
pleasantly. 1T was sent especially fol-
, YOU by a friend"
, The pale patient almost smiled. Tn,
nurses kindness was almost pathetic.
''There is no one to send me flowers,
she said, 'but you may open 1t FOR me.
The nurse did so. A rush of fragranc,
: filed the air. The roses burst upon tn,
vision of the pale woman with the gior.
of midsummer, dazzling in their bright
q ness. They lay in their satln-padded hom
i like fragrant jewels.
] ''Oh, how beautiful" she cried. lie
4 me have them"
: As she took them a card fell out. Sh
I looked at it as one might look at a dea
n face that had been hidden for years, lie
). eyes dilated. She was silent for one me
4 ment, then she cried out in voice tina
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"Ir IS HEw SHE CRIED.

thrilled the nurse and caused every head
in the ward to be lifted from it's pillow.
1T is her' she cried. st is he. | must
go at once"
They demonstrated with her. but the
sick woman was well. She arose from
that pale couch with sudden vigor-hcr
eyes were bright-every trace OF illness
left her. II must go 10 him." she re.
peated, time and again. The doctors came
and looked at her and then conferred in a
low tone with the nurse. "She may go,'
they said.
SO she took her roses and walked down
the street. 1t was beautiful morning
the sun shone brightly and the air was
crisp-one could not have guessed that the
angel OF death had lowered near her dur
ing the night. She walked some distance
and then she neared church. On IFS
steps, just stepping out to go down the
avenue, was n man. His restless agony
had driven him forth in the early morning
to try to exercise the demon that would
not let him rest. He had passed the
church, and, drawn by an impulse he could
neither define nor resist. he had entered
With the strains Of the GLORIA in Excel.
| sis" ringing in his ears he went out. AS
| he stood on the steps of the cathedral and
| looked casually down the street he saw
what made his heart stand still. A mist
swan before his eyes-his knees shoob
under him. He FASTENED toward her.
"Mirabel!' he gasped.
She looked up at him with a smile.
II was going to see YOU she said sim
ply.
The morning sunshine made bal,
about her head. Her eyes were filed witt
a dewy sweetness. The purple shadow.
of the aftermath Of pain were slippin,
away on the horizon before the glory O
dawning day. He felt dazzled. His hear
leaped, then burned within him. He drew
her arm within his own and they turne,
down a quiet side street. She smiled a
him.
Il knew you would find me some time,
she said, with an infinitely gentle air
when they brought me your roses in tn
hospital this morning and saw your dea
name once more knew that our troubl
and separation were over forever. Sweet
heart, how good it is to see you ono
i more"
4 He understood how fate had playe
with those Christmas roses, and in tn
sudden illumination of his mind and hear
he felt as il he had narrowly escaped fal
ing over preclpice.
AS they walked down the street togethe
the bells rang "Glory to God in the Higl
est" and white pigeons circled around til
| stceplc.
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Three Minerals.

The Chicago Chronicle says that a
teacher in one of the local schools was
instructing class Of small children in
mineralogy the other day, endeavoring
to make clear 10 their young minds
what a mineral really is. Standing be-
fore them, she began in her clear voice.
A mineral is an inorganic, homogene-
Gus substance of definite, or approx
mately definite chemical composition,
found in nature Do you understand
me? Come, now, You all have seen
minerals, aud your mothers and fathers
have told you the names of them.
haven't they? OF course they have.
Now, can any one tell me the names Of
three minerals?'
There was no response, and she con
timed, "Have not some Of you beer
out and seen minerals on exhibition?
One little girl raised her hand q
thought SO. Mary will name three min
erals. !" Mary arose and, putting he
hands behind her, lisped;
"Apollinaris, vichy and sellers. +"
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HOW FAST DO you WRITE 4?
1t Is Said that Very Rapid Writer
Can Write Mile of Copy in Day.

1t Is Said that Very Rapid Writer
Can Write a Mile of Copy in a Day.
Seeking for Information, certain
questions were asked OF an expert
whose profit lies, as a manufacturer,
in producing one Of the most popular
self-feedlng pens on the market. This
authority said that "a dip of Ink ought
to write 100 words. That in an hour
about thirty drops of ink We're used,
and that in the sixty minutes the pen
travelled some eighth of mile. 1t all
depended on the idiosyncrasy of the
writer's"
In order to test this, Il number OF
"habitual and hardened scribes were
asked to take one dip only of ink, and
they We're to work off their copy In
their usual elegant or slovenly manner.
As far as averages went, the result
was disheartening. One man wrote
la words with the one dip and another
II, and the characters Of the 144-word
man were very much more legible than
those Of the l4.word man. There was
n lady graceful contributor to Jour
nallsm- and in her Italian hand she
wrote eight words to the dip, and the
faster she produced, copy the less
words she wrote to the single dip.
1t is the measurement of the writing
-one-eighth of mile to the hour
which Is curious and to think it posi-.
/ BILE that there may be industrious
scribes who write every day of theiI
| lives more than a mile Of copyl We
4 wheel faster, we cover mile In trot'
/ ting sulky more speedily, or we play
a finer game Of billiards now than
ever because the machines, or the
4 track. or the table and the balls are
better constructed. With improved
pens, Ink, inkstand and paper do we
write any more speedily than In the
olden time? The probability is that WE
are faster in our writing the mechani
cal impediments having been diminish
ed;yet the penman, even with the type
writer, never kept pace with the rapid
ity of his thoughts.-New York Times
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aud the advent OF Christ-myth in their
homes.
Christmas greetings mingled with the
orders OF the shopkeepers 10 hasten the
delivery of goods. the furs and satins of
the millionaire's wife brushed against the
faded threadbare shawl of the shiyering
woman from the city's darkest slums, who
had stolen brief and hopeless holiday
from toll that in this one hour Of the
worlds joy she might breathe the incense
Of an unknown existence of happiness, of
gifts. of plenty. of Il fabulous and dream
like ease. vision that foated before her
starved eyes in DINNER unreality than the
stored tales of pagan magnitcence
A Hood OF brilliant light poured out from
the shops. Such was the luxury of the
holiday season that not only the signs OF
winter were evident. but the garaered
treasures OF all lands. There were fruits
from Persia and Arabia. gems from ev.
cry nation that the sun shines on. luxuri-
Gus furs from polar regions. where only
intrepid explorers have trod, silks from
lands where the sun pours fiery flood the
year rounC. the choicest and daintiest bits
from Egypt. India. Siam, a bewilderine
array from the islands of the sea and from
the capitals Of the European and Asiatit
| nations. Countries whose history told Of
| the Christ myth so far in the dim igh
| Of history that its origin islost. piled theil
wares side by side with the unequaled pro
MOTIONS Of the new world, rivaling II
co0liness and beauty all that appeared t.
teml& the hearts and the purses of men.
Amid this Christmas joy Philip Mere
dith walked with an acrid and indefinabl
! pain at his heart. A gray. leaden moo,
had settled over him like a fog He mad
strenuous effort to forget He had toll,
himself that the coming of this anniver
sary should not overwhclm him with tina
agony of recollection which he knew dow
in his innermost soul he could not endure
/ For DAYS the aDproaching holiday hai
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sAEErY pEPosIr nuslNEss.
Husbands Statement Concerning Hia
Wlfe's Appearance Causes Trouble.

Husbands Statement CONCERNING Hia |
Wife's Appearance Causes Trouble.
The growth of the safety deposit
business since 1892 has been enormous
In all large cities. The boxes In these
palaces of MCKEE and steel and marble
rent by the year from So for a small
one TO $50 and upward for the large
ones. The renters cover every grade
and walk OF life Women are often
renters, and in many OF the vaults spe-
cial accommodations are made for the
gentle sex.
They are encouraged to go there, not
only on business connected with the
vaults, but for social and business pur,
poses. In some OF the vaults, beside
the private retiring rooms, which are
provided in which TO examine the con.
tents of the boxes, there are reception
rooms In which women who rent boxes
may meet their friends and have a cup
OF tea or chocolate or a lemonade, says
| the Chicago Chronicle.
The renters of boxes in these vaults.
besides giving the officials all neces-
sary information concerning them
selves, such as full NAME signature.
[ residence, business, age. hight.
weight, color of eyes. hair and general
complexion, are also required, IL they
desire their wives to use the second key
to the box. to give similar details con-
corning her. The manager of one pop
ular vault says that the ignorance OF
most men concerning the general phys
lcal characteristics of their wives Is
amazing. The majority are uncertain
as TO her complexion, and not one In
twenty can tell the color of the wifes
eyes or hair, although probably rs per
cent. OF them wrote sonnets to both
when they were counting.
They are equally ut sea as to her age
and weight, or at least they appear to
be. Not long ago a man who had
given very uncertain answers concern
ing his wife brought her down fort
night afterward and introduced her t.
the manager. She was shown about
the place and the requested to put hel
: signature at the foot of the page which
her husband had filed out. The hus
band was looking over his box In pri
waite room. She put her name in thu
book, and then looked over the page
Her eyes began to dilate and her lii
, quivered; then she burst into torren
r of tears. She snatched at the page an(
: before they could prevent her she tori
IL from the hook and threw II on th
floor tramplng 1t under foot. As sh
did so she said between her sobs
"T-t-t-t-thirty-seven years old! Tn
brute! Hair auburn! T-t-the wretch
| wonder who he was t-t-thinklng of
Weight, 100 p-p-poundsr and sh
swept out of the building to settle wit
the husband when he came home.
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objection In Logic.

"Unless ye repent, SO likewise shall
ye all perish, Numbered the mission
airy.
Young Man Not Afraid of Anybody
Else Horses, the leading spirit Of the
Muskrat Lake John Stuart Mill club,
rose in some agitation.
How" he asked, not unearnestly,
do you reconcile what you say with
the dictum that the only good Indian il
a dead indiana
Showing conclusively that the aborig'
inc can be dialectic if not enlightened.
Detroit journal.
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filed him with an unacknowledged terror.
1t was the first Christmas he had spent
without her, without Mirabel. And, tell
ing himself that he would forget, that he
would not remember, he straightway re-
memhered with the intimate fidelity Of
pain all that could wound him now
A breath OF fragrant air from out n
florists shop made him turn his head for n
moment, and as he looked he saw forget
me-nots. The sight gave him pang. He
recalled the morning they had first met.
1t was morning in spring, fresh with in
nocence. Her eyes We're blue-blue like
the forget me-nots. Then, less than a
year later, they were wed, and the one
Christmas they had spent together had
seemed to him more exquisite in its per-
feet happiness than the one on the plains
of Judea could have been to the shepherds.
Then came misery; scarcely had the echo
of the Christmas bells died away in the
air than that fatal episode had occurred
that had parted them. 1t arose in trife.
as most of the worlds misery and wars
have, and then before he knew it he had
said words that had made q gulf between
| them which it seemed could never be
| bridged. She said she would go away and
| battle with the world by herself; he made
a brutal reply. Then they parted but
| when, after few days of devastating
| loneliness, he went to seek her, she had
| gone.
SO the year had dragged out its course
and this terrible holiday was Mt hand. Ii
| Haunted itself before his eyes-its 10,
Knocked him at every step-his ineffectua
attempts to forget it brought it more viz
idly before him.
Again the opulence of florists shol
met his gaze A sudden resolution came
to him; he stepped up to the window ant
specialized between orchids and lilies.
"Ah, Philip, | see you are choosing my
| Christmas gift" said voice at his elbow
He turned-it was his cousin, woman
born to bring to others some Of the ligh
and JOY denied them in their own PEG
lives. do not hesitate so," she continued
laughing, you know how easily | an
pleased in the matter of flowers. Shu
your eyes and choose whatever you SCI
first when you open them. and it will sui
me-"
ut will give me more pleasure to sui
your taste than to trust to haphazart
choice" he replied. ''Come with M
straight into the shop and say what yoI
will have"
"Oh, Philip" said the woman, her eye
filing with a soft mist, ''you are Away
good and generous, and will let you Civ
me flowers, but not for myself. Hav
you forgotten my poor people in the hos
pitals? Give me the flowers for them.
cannot have too many of them, and, oil
Philip, you cannot imagine how much jo
they will bring the sick and suffering"
"You may have all you want" he sale
( ''Here they are, roses, yiolets, orchids
lilies of the valley-what will you:"
1t was Christmas morning in st. J,
seph's hospital. There was a faint ant
septic oder in the air. The long lines c
narrow white cots stretched their serrie
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nr.. ". 2, DATES, n.p,tIeId. L.., rrit., !,

Before writing TO you | suffered
dreadfully from painful menstrual.
ton. leucorrhea and sore feeling in
the lower part of the bowels. Now my
friends want 10 know what makes me
look so well. lido not hesitate one min.
ute In telling them what has brought
about this great change. / cannot
praise Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable
Compound enough. 1t is the greatest
remedy OF the age"
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Meant what he said.

Eyes, " sad Mr.. Jones. when a Ger
tain girls iMnne had been mentioned,
Il know ler to speak TO, hut not by
sight,
"You mean, cut in the prompt cor
reotor-~you mean that you know her
by sight, but not to speak TO. "
do I?'' asked Mr.. Jones anxionsly.
''Of course you do. You have seen
her so often that you know who she is,
but have never been introduced to her.
Isn't that itt''
''No, that isn't it. Inever saw her at
all to know her, but / speak to her
nearly every day. :"
How can that be2''
She is the telephone girl ut cen
trial +" Harpet's Bazaar.
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Traveller from frontier district. strik-
ing hotel where advanced fashions have
obtained, observes with an expression
of pleased surprise the finger bowl set
before him at the close of his meal,
Whats that for, WAITER
10 wash your hands, sir. .
II wish I'd "a know'di it fore began
my dinner. Mrs B. Harrison in
Good Americans.
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uc WINS slow,

They had been keeping company
for eight years, and, when he finally
proposed and was accepted, in the ardor
Of his enthusiasm he exclaimed, Oar
ling, you are worth your weight in
spldr'
With almost cruel Righteousness she
repSied, "That is saying q good deal,
for Il was an awful long wait. Rich.
mond Dispatch.
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Askey-Where's the rich heiress
yun'r engaged to?
Tellum-You see that lovely girl i'll
pink at the other side of the rooM?
Askey--Yes. say, old man. wirst a
superb
Tellum--Well, it isn't she. It's that
grand old ruin in yellow sitting nexg
her.-London Tit-Bits
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by local applications, as they cannot reach the
diseased portion of the ear There is only one
way TO cure deafness, and that is by constitu-
tionel remedies. deafness Is caused by an in
famed condition OF the mucous lining of the
Eustachian Tube. When this tube gets intiamed
ing, and when it is entirely closed deafness is
the result, and unless the Inflammation can be
taken out and this tube restored to its normal
condition, hearing will be destroyed forever;
nine cases out OF ten are caused by catarrh,
which ia nothing but an intlamcd condition oil
the mucous surfaces.
We will give Gne Hundred Dollars for any
case of DEAFNESS Caused by catarrh) that cannot
lie cured by Halls Catarrh Cure Send for cir
GUITARS, free.
+. J. CHENEY & CO., Toledo, 0.
Sold by Druggists, 75c.
Halls Family Pills are the best
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TRY ALIENS FOOr-EAsE,

A powder to be shaken into the shoes.
At this season your feet feel swollen, ner-
yous and uncomfortable. If you have
sInarting feet or tight shoes, try Aliens
Foot-E Ease. 1t rests and comforts; makes
walking easy. Cures swollen and sweating
feet, blisters and calous spots. Relieves
corns and bunions of all pain and is GER
cain cure for Chilblains, Sweating, damp or
frosted feet. We have over thirty thousand
testimonials. Try it to-day. sold by all
package FREE. Address, Allen S. Ohm
sted, lie Roy, N. Y.