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Sunshine in Shady Places.

While Easter is for every age and
condition, there are none to whom it
can have deeper meaning than to the
invalid and to the aged, and none to
whom loving ministrations can bring
truer joy. The beautiful lilies, the
helpful Easter booklets, the appropri-
ate pictures, the written verse, the
bright greeting, are thrice welcome to
the ''shut-ins" who have less varied
sources of happiness than have 9TH
ers. Let them not be forgotten, the
aged mother in the neighbours home
nor in ones own-the fever GONZALES
cent in the hospital, the cripple in the
laundress' family, the suffering daugh-
ter in the house on the hill. The eX-
preston need not represent expendi-
ture of money. 1t may take the form
of letter, dainty and cheerful, or of a
short poem, prettily copied, delivered
personally or by post, and if flower go
with the Easter message so much the
sweeter is it.
The observance of Lowell's inJunc-
ton, to make sunshine in life's shady
Places" is never more fitting than at
Easter-tide, when it is right that mind
and heart sunshine should be the por-
ton of all.-Chicago Standard.
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thoughts set vibrating in those two
practical, middle-aged hearts were to
have swifter results than either
dreamed.
Two or three days later, just before
Easter, Lill Burdell was carrying a
basket along the village street. She
wore a made-over calico gown of Miss
Thusa's, shoes and stockings, warm
underclothing, and neat straw hat
on her smooth hair. Proud of her de-
cent apparel and the trust reposed in
her as represented by quarter"
tightly clinched in one hand, she ex-
amined the houses along the street,
and finally stopped hesitatingly be-
fore one.
''Miss Thusy said, "a white house
with green shutters but I can't re-
member whether she said the first
or the second. I've forgot the name,
too, so I must run my chances.
There's some hens a-squawkin', any
way"
She opened the gate and walked
boldlyup thefagged walk to the front
door. The true city gamin, male OF
female, is untroubled by bashfulness.
Her ring was answered by a tall,
thin, gray-haired man with melan-
choly gray eyes. ILL held out the
basket in one hand and the quarter
in the other, saying:
''Miss Thusy says will you please
let her have a dozen fresh eggs
for Easter, an she wants 'em good
an big"
Henry Gleason stared at the odd
little figure, who stood stock-still aft
er delivering her message.
Miss Thusy! Was the world COM
ing to an end? Then the explanation
occurred to him. Thusa must have
sent this queer child to his next
neighbor, Mrs. Wilson, who sold eggs
regularly, and the girl had mistaken
the house.
A sudden thought whirled into his
mind. Not being widely read in the
poets, the line
Take the goods the gods provide thee
did not occur to him, but he acted on
the principle implied. He took the
basket and the money, and babe the
child come in. He was alone, the
housekeeper having gone to the next
town to do some trading" and the
hired boy was blowing.
Easter eggs! Thusa should have
such an Easter basket as no young girl
in the village could boast. In the bot
tom of the basket, he arranged two
dozen of the finest, freshest eggs he
could find in the henhouse. Then he
wrote hurried note-not high-sound-
ing, but with true love in every line.
Truly he was making up for lost time.
He slipped the money inside, sealed the
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1900-04-13

letter and laid it on the eggs, folding
a paper over ali. Then he went to the
housekeeper s cherished window plants
and loaded The basket to the very
handle with Easter lilies and roses.
Amt there no change from the
quarter?" asked sharp, city bred Lii,
looking curiously from him to the
flowers and back.
"Inside-in an envelope. Miss Thusa
will understand"
did he spose I'd lose it, if he gave
it to me in NY hand ?" said Lii to her.
self rather scornfully, trudging off
with her fragrant load. A little later,
the fiUwer-laden basket was dumped on
the Hills kitchen table by GREATNESS
Lii, who had come as near to running
as the safety OF the eggs would permit.
He sent you all these lots an lots
of flowers, Miss Thusy, an the eggs an
change is at the bottom of the basket.
He said you would understand"
He! What was the child talking
about?
Didn't you go to Mrs. Wilson's,
Lill?"
Il went to the first white house with
green shutters Thusa dropped
white and trembling into the little
kitchen where the hens was
a-squawkin', an the man that come to
the door give me the eggs an the flow
ers. L didn't see no woman any,
where's"
Thusa sprang suddenly from the
chair and lifted out the flowers. ILL
bringing water for them in an old
fashioned pitcher. When the note an
peared, Thusa caught it up and fed to
her room, scarcely glancing at the
eggs. Kneeling beside her patchwork
covered bed, Thusa wept and smiled by
turns over her old lovers note, in which
he told her he would be with her in an
hour. Then, womanlil1e, she got up
and began to freshen and improve her
faded face and hair, her plain gar
ments. But the greatest beautifier was
the soft light in her changed eyes.
On lovely summer morning, Lii
Burdell, plump and rosy from weeks of
care and Kindness, stood on the back
porch of the Gleason farmhouse, scat
tering corn to flock of hens. Mrs.
Hill sat near, Smelling peas freshly
picked in the morning dew; and Thusa
Hill Gleason, looking years younger
and prettier, was stirring in house
wifely fashion about her spacious
kitchen, getting ready substantial
breakfast.
"Look, grandma" said Lii, saint
they pretty? An squawkin' jes' like
they did the Cay came for the eggs
an neither Inc nor them a-dreamin'
how soon we'd all be Iivin' here to-
gether."
All, Lii, you little guessed what you
were doing that day, when you stopped
at the wrong house-the first house
where the hens were "a-squawkin'n'
Nor did your Miss Thusy-who will al
ways be Miss Thusy" to you-realize,
on that cold spring evening, that the
ragged, tempted little tramp, with
whom she shared her own scanty meal,
was an angel entertained unawares.-
Leslie Dane, in Good Housekeeping.
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drank the last of her tea, and ate the
remainder of her bread and butter,
looking fondly at her little brown
Powered plate as she did so.
1t was long past the hour for steady
going villagers to be in bed. Lill Bur-
dell, fed, washed, consoled, was sleep
ing like an infant, in one of Thusa's
lavender-scented bedgowns. Her ben
efactress sat by the small window,
gazing out across the fields. She
was restless, and her thoughts were
of her old lover. Ministerfng to the
starved and homeless waif had set her
thinking of what might have been, if
she had not been so proud and defiant
in those early days. Henry had sure
ly been entitled to an explanation.
All, but that bitter, reproachful look
of his! She could not forget it. He
might have had more faith in her, in
stead of marrying Cicely Mellen with
in a month. If he had waited, he
would have seen that Nathan Burn
side was nothing more than an or
binary friend. (Alas! he had seen it,
after he had forged his own fetters.)
So pride and regretful love battled
in the lonely heart. The night wore
on, and Lii Burdell dreamed laven-
der-scented dreams. 1t was halfway
to dawn when Thusa, reproaching
herself for wasted time and strength,
crept into bed beside her adopted
child.
Henry Gleason was also keeping
vigil with memory. A chance word
with Nathan Burnside had led to an
explanation of that summer evening
ride so long ago. Was it too late to
sue for pardon? Would Thusa be de-
ficient in proper pride, if she would
listen to second avowal? She still
remained young and lovable in his
eyes. Yet, after all, she had been to
blame in not explaining the breaking
of the appointment.
So pride and affection contended in
the widower's heart also. The circles
made in the ocean by the casting in of
a pebble go on widening; and phi
losophers tell us that every physical
movement produces never-ending vi
brations in the cosmic ether. The
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PUNGENT PARAGRAPHS.

"Are you on speaking terms with
Mr.. ChatterboX?" mo, merely on
listening terms."-N. o. Times-Dem-
ocrat.
An Experienced Young Man.-Stern
Parent-'Do you think you could sup
port my daughter? / doubt it,"
Suitor Overwhelmingly = ''She is
pretty heavy, but I've done it often"
Philadelphia Record.
A Sympathetic Singer.-"Doesn't
she sing with great deal of SYM
pathy?" eyes; you would actually
think she had heart enough to be
sorry for those who are listening to
her."-Philadelphia Bulletin.
The Password.-"Are you sober?"
asked Mrs. Larlzin, as she leaned out
of the second-story window at $3.50
a. M. in response to her husbands
ring. "Yesh, m'dear." 'Then say
Pietermaritzburg."- Town Topics.
She-"I suppose you attended the
amateur theatricals last night?" He
Yes, and there wasn't a dry eye
in the house" She-"You don't say?
1 never heard of Julius Caesar af-
fecting an audience so deeply before"
He-'No. 1t would have surprised
even Shakespeare. We just simply
laughed till we cried."-Standard and
Times.
Fighting Record.-"Mrs. Browne
has queer hobby" remarked Mrs.
Strongmind. 'She cuts out every
wedding notice she sees in the papers
I wonder what she does with all the
clippings she gets?" Perhaps" re-
piled Mr.. Strongmind, half fearing
and half hoping she would see his
meaning, "she puts them in a scrap
book Philadelphia Press.
At the funeral of colored lady in
Atlanta there was profusion of flow
ers. A cook and nurse were dis
cussine the propriety of having so
many floral tributes on such occa-
sions, when the elderly nurse said:
81 don't want we to plant any flowers
on my grave. just plant a good old
watermelon vine, and when it gets
ripe you come dar, and don't you eat
it, but jes' bus it on de grave and let
dat good old juice dribble down
through de ground"
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BEES IN. A BATHROOM.
baltimore Family Supplied with
Honey by n Big Working
Colony.

Honey bees of different times and
countries have chosen many peculiar
locations for their homes, but none
have shown themselves more domestic
in their choice than colony in north
west Baltimore, which has invaded a
dwelling house, and cannot be induced
to go elsewhere. This colony, which
has thousands of members, has pre-
empted for its own use part of the
dwelling 1915 Harlem avenue, occupied
by Mr.. E. j. Goldman, says the Balti-
more American.
When that gentleman moved into the
house, several years ago, he noticed
that large number of bees collected
around the windows of the bathroom,
on the second floor, and, on observing
them closely, he saw that they came out
and went into the opening in the house
wall through which the pipe from the
bathtub ran. He concluded that there
was a hive somewhere in the vicinity
of the bathroom, and on cutting out a
small section OF the flooring he found
in the vacant space under the floor, and
between the joists, on which the floor
ing rested, what seemed to him mil
lion bees, with 4 large amount of honey.
Tubs and large pans were brought
into requisition to hold the honey. The
honey combs stood at right angles to
the joists. They were an inch in thick
ness and about ten inches square. The
squares of honeycomb set on edge side
by side, completely filled the space be-
tween the beams. To take them it was
only necessary to detach them at each
side from the beam and lift them out
The members of the family had all the
honey they wanted and it was freely
distributed to 1eighbors and friends.
The ''robbing" took place in the fall.
A small amount was left for the bees
to subsist upo,l. Mr.. Goldman thought
it would be better to transfer the bees
to hive and take them out of the
house. There were some disadvantages
connected with their presence in the
bathroom now, especially since the hole
had been bored in the floor to get at
them. The children could enter the
room and take the bees up from their
place by the double handful, and
smooth them along their laps with
their hands, but the workers of the
colony were opposed to certain mem
bers of the family, and stung them
whenever they got chance. That was
why Mr.. Goldman desired to put them
in a. hive in the ward.
: The hive was prepared, and an effort
was made to induce the bees to enter it,
but the effort was not success. 1t
brought about schism in the colony,
however, and nearly all the bees went
away. During the blizzard last Febru-
airy the colony that remained beneath
the bathroom persisted, and Mr.. God
man thought he had gotten rid of the
bees.
About year after the exodus of the
bees a swarm that seemed larger than
the one that had gone away returned to
the Harlem avenue house and reoccu-
pied their old quarters. While enter
ing through tie aperture in the wall
the beees swarmed about the waste
pipe, and formed a bundle about as
large as a half-bushel basket. They
have remained there ever since, supply
ing the family with honey at intervals.
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As Fate Would Have 1t.

Many years ago an Arkansas youth, on
leaving the home of his sweetheart late at
night, received severe kick as he stepped
out of the door. His beloved had not re-
sponded definitely to his proposal of mar
riage,, but had assured him that she would
soon let him know what she could do for
him. He, unfortunately for two tender
hearts, took the kick for an answer and de-
parted for far. and wild country. Here he
brooded over his wound and his broken
heart until his beard grew down to his
knees and his nose became Roman As fate
would, have it, as fate always has it, he
turned up late one sad, sad evening when
the straw-neck hens were quarreling on the
roost and the brindle COW was lowing
mournfully for her hungry ;, offspring, A
ly visitor. 1t was one of seven sons, born,
from time to time, unto his old love. Elk
plantations followed. 1t was not the girl
who kicked him 80 years before. Oh no! 1t
was her angry father. He went out to the
horse lot, cut off his beard with the sheep
shears and kicked himself down the hill
Galveston News
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amt had scarcely bite for two days,
an when I see them things in the
dish, I jest had to take 'em."
"Come around to the kitchen
door," said Thusa, pityingly. She
spread second slice of bread, and
poured into little pink-sprigged cup
her own slender allowance of milk.
In view of such abject misery, what
mattered milkless tea and short
girl slipped around to the kitchen door
and stood there, ragged, unkempt, al
together wretched. Thusa watched
her compassionately, as she ate and
drank like starved animal-for the
time being she was little more. TAX
ing the cup from the grimy fingers,
and going back to wipe the shelves,
Thusa brought out a third slice of
bread and butter.
By gentle questioning, she learned
that the girls name was Lii Burdell;
that she was Is years old; had lived
with woman in New York, who beat
and abused her, trying to make her
steal; and that she had run away;
tramping and begging by day; sleep
ing in barns at night; honestly try
ing to get work at the farmhouses;
and nervously warned off the prem
Uses of most, with few cold pieces,
as if she had smallpox, that dread of
rural districts.
Her clothing was literally rags
fastened about her, heaven knows
how! yet there was certain frank
and independent look about the small,
sharp features, despite the stolen
prunes. Thusa's starved maternal
feelings yearned over the child. She
brought her in to sit by the fire, then,
softly closing the door between
kitchen and sitting-room, she told
iler mother the pitiful story. Mrs.
Hill let the tea grow cold in her cup
as she listened.
81 was thinking" said Thusa, as
she reflled her mothers cup, "that we
might-if you are willing-take this
poor child in. to help around the
house, and give me chance to do
more sewing"
eff you think it would be best,
Thusa. / should hate not to take her,
if it wouldn't be flying in the face of
Providence-with the interest money
to meet, and all.''
"The winters about over. The
Lord seemed to put it into my head.
believe He'll open the way for us to
afford it. And I don't see how it can
be flying in the face of Providence, to
follow the verse that says: Feed my
lambs'"
"Well, you're the one that keeps
things a-going, Thusa. You've the
best right to say" and the old lady
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1900-04-13
Poxcba1 CaodIe,s svmboIism.

The Paschal candle is the name given
to the light which appears on the Cos
pei side of the altar during mass and
1t symbolizes the rising from the grave
of Christ, the Light of the World
In the year 1457 it was recorded that
the candle used at Canterbury was of
300 pounds weight. There is also men,
toned as matter of history that on
church at Norwich, England, was so
tall that it had to be lighted through
an opening in the roof over the choir.
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pie, anyway. There's that nightgown
of Sally Myers to be finished, for we
need the money right away; and I
promised to go and watch with Cynthia
Warner tomorrow night. She's very
bad, they say"
Her mother looked at her doubt
ingly.
you don't look any too well your
self, Thusa. I don't believe you're
strong enough to watch with the sick.
Folks that work hard's you do can't be
broke of their nights rest without pay
ing for it,
81 know it," was the answer, "but
Cynthia would come and watch with
me, if was in her place."
She set the table in the little sitting
room-they played at being well-to-do
in numberless innocent, childlike ways,
these two slim sparrows-and put on
the two little brown-fowered plates.
the two thin china cups and saucers with
the tiny faded rosebuds and the almost
invisible line of gilt, and the worn sill
yer spoons, the last Of the mothers
wedding outfit. Thusa cut the bread
and butter, set the tea to draw. then
went to the buttery for the prunes.
The window looked on a side lane, and
Thusa was startled to see that it was
open, while white, wolfish, hungry
face was framed in the aperture, and a
desperate hand was emptying the bowl
of prunes, scattering the purple juice
recklessly over the snowy shelves.
Thusa suppressed little scream,
that she might not startle her mother,
and stared at the intruder. The crea-
ture, as if turned to stone, held it's hand
arrested midway from bowl to mouth.
A childish terror began to overspread
the sharp features, and Thusa stepped
nearer to the window.
poor SOUL" she said, gently. "Are
you so hungry: that you have to rob
our shelves? Don't be frightened.
wouldn't hurt you for the world.
Take this"
She quickly buttered slice of bread.
and the marauder, clutching it, burst
into tears, which she wiped away with
her juice-stained fingers, creating a
fearful effect.
81 never stoled!" she cried, "but I
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1900-04-13
CLEANSE
YOUR BLOOD

The thing most desired of a Spring
Medicine is thorough publication
of the blood. With this work of
cleansing going on there is COM
plete renovation of every part of
your system. Not only is the cor
rupt blood made fresh, bright and
lively, but the stomach also re-
spends in better digestion, it's
readiness for food at proper times
gives sharp appetite, the kidneys
and liver properly perform their
allotted functions, and there is, in
short, new brain, nerve, mental
and digestive strength.
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Ghost of the Glacier

And Other Tales, including Making Revo-
luton, Susquehanna Trail, Sculpture of the
Ellis, Once Pillar of the World, Feathers of
Fashion, and others. A delightful volume,
beautifully illustrated. Ready for distribu-
ton about May L. Send 10 cents to T. w.
Lee, General Passenger Agent Lackawanna
Railroad, 26 Exchange Place, New York
City. Edition Limited.
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Getting At the Facts.

Wife latter the honeymoon why did
you deceive me about your income?
Husband-I didn't, my dear
eyes, you did You told me you were
getting $50 week when you asked me to
marry you"
You evidently misunderstood me. I said
my position was worth S50-and so it is
but for some reason best known to the boss
he gives me only ten dollars" = Chicago
Evening News
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Beers In Other Lands.

It is stated that President Kruger
has issued proclamation commander
ing all the citizens of the republic resi-
dent abroad. The penalty for noncom-
pliance is fine of from $500 to $500
and one to five years imprisonment,
with loss of franchise and confscation
of property.
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Messing Of the House.

Among the Gregorian Armenians the
periodical blessing of the house" takes
place at Easter. This consists of the
repetition Of prayer by the priest
accompanied by the burning of in
cense, and the sprinkling with holy wa.
ter in the "sala" or central room ol
the house.
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HOODS
SARSAPARILLA

Possesses the peculiar qualities
Peculiar to Hse!f-which accom-.
plish these good things for all
who take it. An unlimited list OF
wonderful cures prove its merit.
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1900-04-13

The successful man sometimes gives his
mothers slipper the credit of having first
made HIM smart.-Chicago Democrat
The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1900-04-13

1t is all right to change your mind when
wrong, but don't get into the habit of being
wrong.-Chicago Democrat.
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When we walked to Sunday meetin' DER
the meadows green and sweet,
Where lilies waved in welcome, with vio-
lets at our feet
1t amt the fancy fiXin's mind so much
the bills
For birds and fluffy feathers-atl the fine
new-fangled frills;
Fer know that fashion changeS-that it
rules the world complete;
But the old-time Easter bonnet was so
simple and so sweet!
Its ribbons matched the color of the blue
sky overhead,
An the lips that smiled beneath it seemed
to mean the words they said
The lips that smiled so sweetly-never
KNOWN any art
An the eyes whose sunny glances made
light around your heart!
I've nothin' 'gainst the fashions-they've
got to have their day;
But l love the simple bonnets of the far
an far away;
An thinkin' how she looked in 'em-there,
in the long ago,
1 sigh, an praise the Lord from whom all
blessin's used to flow! r. @
IF. L. Stanton, in Atlanta Constitution.
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1AUSA HllIs
EAyTBRBASkKlec:

HUSA HILL h a d
come into tho lit
tie front yard for
a breath of fresh
air, before putting
on the kettle for
tea. Her life was
encircled by such
a narrow horizon
that this was the
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Mn OLD oee...
EASTER BONNET

WISH the Easter
days were now
like those that
once I knew,
When Jenny wore
the bonnet plain,
with ribbOn-bOwS
Ottumwa semi-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1899-1903, 1900-12-27
WAS ALMOST A FIRE.
Occupants of the Wilkinson Flats
Badly Frightened Today.

The families living in the Wilkin-
son flats, corner of Fifth and Jeffer-
son streets, prepared to move out very
hurriedly this morning, but the
prompt application of few buckets
of water to a small fire which had
been started in the basement, had the
effect of restoring order and of get
ting those who contemplated moving
to settle down again.
a lot of shavings had been piled
near pipe in the basement, and when
the pipe became over-heated vast
volume of smoke was the result. 1t
filled the building, and alarmed the
families of Will Sargent, l. HI. Sick
ell and others. Mr.. Sickel soon dis
covered the cause of the excitement
and with little trouble put a stop to
it. He states that carpenters at work
about the building piled the shavings
against the pipes and forgot to re-
move them last night