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an. Then the Woman arose and gr-
ing TO the back Of his chair she wound
her arms around his neck aud raised
his head till his eyes met hers.
Don't leave me, she said. II WOULD
g;vo my soul TO love you, but | can't.
1t will be so hard at FIRST to do With
oat You and To get used TO Some one
else. Please don't" She broke oa
in a sharp cry. for the Man had thrown
her arms from him ana stood facing
he: with burning checks and eyes.
This is quite the end" he said. II
!. te you You have no heart, no soul 30
Then he left the place.
The Woman stood where she was and
watched him through the window TN
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THE MAN THAT WASN'T
90
Copyright. 1901 by paib story Pub. COS
BY MABEL IRWIN

tOopN NnSul, lNVl, by
The Woman leaned back among the
silken cushions i'm the great arm chair
in which she sat and shook her golden
head saucily.
"No,' she said. II have never loved"
And you never want to-" answered
the Man solemnly
Yes. IL must be splendid to have
your whole heart wrapped up in some
one man. To feel that his presence
was your only sunshine, your only ono
great Joy. And when he was cross To
grope in utter darkness. despair and
humiliation. and when he smiled TO
| feel the gladness and warmth OF Hcay-
en-"
you have clear ideas for a woman
/ vino has never loved"
"Yes, haven't ]? II IL wasn't for my
| healthy appetite should have been q
poet"
Now. suppose" said the Man, that
/ you loved some one dearly--as you
! :. id beforehand you were laughed at
and treated like a school boy, though
you knew you were not Indifferent TO
/ the loved one or she would not toler-
| ate you. and you knew you had no
very serious rival because every other
man was treated the same. What
would you do?'
II would 20 away and forget"
( "No. you would not Not ~ long rs
there was hope
"Yes, would A person who can
I,.s, g.,
But suppose"
mo, viii not suppose.
Very well. Then we will tai; fact.
Why do you treat me so? Why do
you keep me dangling TO your chariot
wheels? You are not indifferent TO
me-"
You are useful to me. You run
my errands. You give me ideas for
my wcrk, you"
"Is that all?"
There was deep-toned pathos to the
Mans voice.
You amuse me-"
rs that so?"
"You are excellent company"
"And--?"
"a delightful escort"
"In other words. cross between a
graphophone and a watchman."
With a generous piece OF faithful
, Fido added"
"You are heartless."
81 know it,"
you love me-"
For answer the Woman arose and
pushed aside the Indian seat she had
, used for footstool and raising her
. casped hands TO her head she walked
, to the other end OF the room ana
siewed through half-closed eyes an nm
finished painting.
I'm going to put more yellow in
that grass" she said.
The Man did not move his eyes from
her face. He repeated:
"You love me"
The Woman continued to smile, and
returned to her chair.
81 know it," the Man continued
But you are too cold-blooded to tell
me so. You like to see me suffer; ii
J gratiies your vanity. /? |? Why,
: can do anything except where you arc
concerned"
Go on. said the Woman. Il love
to hear it. You can never say II toe
often
mo. viii never say it again. |
D love you. I have always loved you
e from the time we first met. year
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Its Use Recommended
as Cure for
Many Disea $,

people there are who can keep healthy
without fruit.
How absurd. some one says, to he
tod TO eat fruit when everybody cats
IL. Yes, but how do you eat il? DO
you take definite amount of it. the
same as you do of meat and potatoes.
or do you eat ii as you doscaniy?
II you suffer from an acute attack of
Indigestion after a dianer OF soup,
meats, pickles. sauees, salad. cakes.
pastries. with spices and condiments
onopgh TO blister the skin, TO say moth
ing OF the delicate lining of the stom-
ach-pr do not aver that indigestion
arises from the morsel Of fruit taken
at the end.
The minerals and natural acids Of
the fruit are the very best conceivable
remedies for a thickened condition OF
the blood Fruit then becomes both n
food and a medicine necessity and a
most delightful luxury.
Anadarko daily democrat. [volume] (Anadarko, Oklahoma) 1901-190?, 1902-01-11
MANILA AT NIGHT.
city serupuionsiy Policed and Nocturna,
Travellers Closely Watched.


! Carriages are but little seen at night.
1.-THE native driver OF public vehicle IS
not allowed out any more than a pc
destrian would he. Hence there is no
carriage to be had. unless you are the
owner or lessee of a private rig, and
even then You must be either Official
or sufficiently near SO to be privileged
TO pass your driver by the sentry.
Moreover. every time you are halted
ln carriage you must leave the car
riage and advance on foot for inspec-
tion and question. over in the San
Nicholas district, around the port. the
sentries are so thick that proceeding in
a carriage Is more tiresome by far than
walking. Every little interval covered
necessitates another halt. explanations,
advance, and the same thing over
\again. about as fast as you can enter
jhe carriage and alight. There Is no
pleasure in a night ride through the
crowded parts OF Manila. But the end
justifies the means. There are no ma
tive uprisings. and no possibility OF
one. No city in the world is az safe
by night as Manila. Deserted and
nearly as still as the grave It remains.
under martial law. until broad day
light comes around again, when win
dows open, shutters come down, the
populace swarms out, and the busy lie
OF 4 city begins like magic with the
hrib. OF the sunrise gun.-Mfnila Cor
respohdence Leslies Weekly.
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where Ignorance Is Bliss.

An American art student. confined TO
the care of a fricBd in Paris, arrived
at his destination In the evening, and,
meeting some difficulty in finding the
address, was late in reaching the lat
ter's apartments. After long journey.
being hungry as well as tired, he asked
20 be directed to the nearest restaurant.
preferably to one OF the many Duval
establishments of which he had so
often heard. His friend accompanied
him to the Duval place of the neighbor-
hood, reaching the door just as II was
about 10 be closed. At that hour OF
tl;o night there were no substantial
vlauds to be had, except a certain
ragout au quelqueehose, which the
young student accepted as Hobson's
choice To his satisfaction, he found
'iir STt2e~ vs.S S7natizing. aud. With =
glass OF good -el vine. be enjoyed tne
vieal heartily; the more IS tia 'aarge
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he passed from view. Then she laughed
piifully. softly. almost tragically. She
reached for a gold key and opened her
desk. Her hands moved mechanically
among papers and sketches till she
drew forth Il small book with a white
satin corner on which was traced n
gilt composition. She opened the
leaves. There was nothing within the
book but names and dates. Slowly she
counted them. Then she dipped her
pen in violet ink and wrote below the
last name number, the date, and the
Mans name. There was no smile on
her face now. She turned back the
leaves OF the satin-covered book to the
first n.N:e--the one that lead all the
rest. And with n sob that seemed to
tear her heart, her golden head fell on
her arms, stretched across the desk,
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al told, was less than two francs. Well
pleased with his first prandial expert
enoe in Paris, he expressed his sratiN-
cation to HIS friend on the road some,
asking incidentally: by the way, what
was that ragout-beef. or mutton. or
whatY' His feelings underwent sud
den reyulsion as his friend replied
Probably horse. ."-Chicago Journal.
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time, will you be my wife?"
Aud IL say Mop
you will never see me again"
But | say It,"
"YGu do?"
YES"
you win rever find another love
like mine"
Il know IT,"
And yet you throw il away?"
Yea"
They sat in silence and looked in
each others eyes. 1t seemed ages to
the Man. Merely seconds to the WON
Anadarko daily democrat. [volume] (Anadarko, Oklahoma) 1901-190?, 1902-01-11
PRAYING FOR RAIN.
POPULACE PRosTRATEo ITSELF
UPON THE PLAINS.

queer Custom In Southern Persia Tho
High Priest Bosses the job. and Is
Usually Weather Prophet of Ne
Mean Ability.
Anadarko daily democrat. [volume] (Anadarko, Oklahoma) 1901-190?, 1902-01-11

The English photographer. Or. Sam
uel Johnson, was the son of q book
dealer
Anadarko daily democrat. [volume] (Anadarko, Oklahoma) 1901-190?, 1902-01-11

The man who thinks he car sing
and who is not requested to's.ng will
sing.
The suburban citizen., 1902-03-29
Easter Remembrances.

Good taste demands that in Easter
gifts we follow a certain law or pro-
priety not necessary in Christmas
presents. This is not a time for re-
plenishing friends wardrobe for
preparing bountiful dinners and in
dulging in frolcs. Rather every gift
should in some subtle manner suggest
the deeper sources of joy. the awaken
ing Of spiritual forces, the hope of an
everlasting life which death cannot
touch. Easter gifts should not rs a
rule be costly, but should be made to
reach as many as possible. In the
olden days men went about the streets
on Easter morning hailng everybody
they met with the glorious words,
Christ is l1sen," to which came the in.
variable response, "Chrlst is risen in
deed.' So we should try to remind as
many as possible Of the joyous news Of
q risen Lord.-FlogeHoe Marian Crltch-
.ow in the Womans Home Companion.
The suburban citizen., 1902-03-29

An Illinois millionaire, dying, be-
queathed $1,000 to a railroad conduc-
tor with whom he had often ridden
and who alvGyS took pains to answer
his questions courteously and fully.
1t is to be hoped that that thousand
viii prove an investment by the dead
man for tie benefit Of posterity. The
travelling public usually receives kind
ly treatment from the trainmen, but
now and then a crusry chap will be
found in uniform whose Indifference
to the desires oI me passengers pro-
duces Unhappy results. With the pos
sibility Of a post-mOrtem reward COM
ing from some appreciative traveller
the unaccommodating raiload man may
Become more communicative and help
ful, remarks the Washington Star.
The suburban citizen., 1902-03-29

happy as she could be in her pain. All
TOO soon the ripping was done. and the
springs work would keep kind MRS.
Hunt at home, and Mrs Blake went
away to do her days work with a
heavy heart.
The shop windows were full of East
er tokens-little, fluffy chickens cum
ningly made Of wool; and in one win
dow number of little ducks swan in
IN a miniature pool, a motherly hen
scratched for brood of downy chicks,
and an idea occurred to Mrs. Hunt as
she passed on her way to market.
Marble had just awakened from
troubled dose when she heard a sound
outside which caused her weary, pain
filled eyes to open wide with surprise.
Her back had been unusually painful,
and the hands of the clock seemed al
most immovable as the pendulum
slowly, more slowly than ever before,
it seemed to the suffering child, licked
on the tagging moments.
"Oh, Mrs. Hunt, what have you
brought?" she cried in surprise, as lit
tie chirping sounds issued from q large
basket on the kind neighbours arm.
wait a moment, little girl, and you
The suburban citizen., 1902-03-29

The intellectual attainments of the
late Sylvester Waterhouse, Professor
Of Greek in Washington University
at st. Louis, were developed, ao he
told it, by hiJ bodily infrmitiec. He
was forced to turn to the calling of tho
scholar. His relish for the affairs Of
the world wac displayed by the sing
ular fact that, although recognized as
an authority on Greek roots, he turn
cd his energies into such channels cs
the advocacy Of tie American cultiya-
tion Of ramie, Chinese fbrous plant,
suitable for garment cloth, the building
Of the Isthmian Canal, the reclamation
Of arid lands, ard the intellectual and
moral profits derived from the holding
CT international eypositions.
The suburban citizen., 1902-03-29

felt the down brood under her wings
The mistress came out with the blue
china dish piled high with the golden
eggs, and the happy fowl clucked soft
ly as one by one they rolled into the
nest in place Of the ugly imitation
egg.
All, but she was faithful. Day and
night she brooded and watched, and
might have starved at her post had not
the mistress taken her from the nest
for necessary food and exercise.
In the next block lived the widowed
mother Of a poor little crippled child.
All day long little Marjie lay helpless
upon her cot while the mother went out
to earn the pittance upon which they
lived, her only company the chance
neighbor who came in with charitable
intent, or the children whose visits
The suburban citizen., 1902-03-29
MORN.

were uncertain and all too short. She
had been as bright and active as any
Of them before the fall which had in
jured her spine so terribly, but where
she had been strong and active she
was now gentle and uncomplaining,
bearing her pain and privation with
such sweet patience that one could
scarcely see it without a stirring at
the fountain Of tears.
Whatever 1 am going to do with
Marjie 1 don't know" said Mrs. Blake
one morning, as she stepped into Mrs
Hunts CHEEKY kitchen OF an Grand
"House-cleaning time is at hand, and
my customers are each one clamoring
to be served first, and l shall have to
hurry from one to the other as fast
as l can, or lose the work, and that /
cannot afford to do"
Cant you find some one to stay with
Marjie, Mrs. Blake? 1t does seem such
a pity to leave her alone so much"
"Yes; 1 might for money" replied
Mrs. Blake with a sigh; "but house.
cleaning time is my harvest, and with
all the other needs for money, can
not spare a penny for that"
Il will 20 In as often as 1 can" Mrs.
Hunt said thoughtfully.
II have a lot Of ripping to do for nv
spring making over, and IL you won't
mind shreds on your floor, l can do
1t there as well as here, and jamie can
mind the house at home"
For several days Mrs. Hunts rip
ping amused Marjle and kept her busy, |
as with a tiny pair Of scissors she, too, |
ripped the less difficult parts Of the
garments, and jamie Hunt helped her
to fashion a don's bonnet out of the |
scraps, and the suffering child was as
The suburban citizen., 1902-03-29

joy at home" and she lifted out the
buff Cochin, serene and glossy as ever,
and ten yellow. brlght-eyed chicks
after her.
Little Marie clasped her hands in
an ecstacy Of delight as she watched
them, picking up food. and drinking
water with perfect content.
Dear Mrs. Hunt, will you really
leave them with me?'
"All day long, If sou like. Here is
the food for them, and Buff is SO gentle
she will eat out Of your hand If you
wish her to- See how she is settling
down to mother her babies, as con-
tented as II she was in her own COOP"
Never had Marble spent a happier
day than that charming one with the
chickens. Her little, pinched face was
in one perpetual smile as she watched
their pretty antics, tiny miniatures of
their mother, almost as interesting in
her motherly dignity to the observant
child.
"Well, my good little hen, you have
found rather an exalted mission,
think" remarked jamie Hunt, as she
tucked her favorite into her coop for
the night. "The best Of us cannot do
much better than to minister to the
sick, and to comfort the afflicted"
and the buff Cochin tucked her brood
under her wings with an amiable and
appreciative crawk.-Ladies' Wof1d.
The suburban citizen., 1902-03-29

hair, and of such a brilliant beautiful
buff. The buff Cochin heard the en-
vious, ill-natured remarks Of her mates
and her heart was often sad.
such a stump Of a TAIL" said the
pert white Leghorn chich "I'd be O
bobtail outright If couldn't raise q
more respectable tail than that"
And such a ridiculous comb" shifted
the black Minorca, whose bright red
comb hung over like a plume. "For
my part l admire the rose combs, If one
isn't a Minorca."
"The man who feeds us says she
pays for her keep in looking pleasant"
crawked the motherly old white hen,
who had raised so many broods of
fine chicks that she was on the pen
sion list, so to speak, and she told the
truth.
There was a commotion in the yard
when Buff laid her first egg.
Chanticleer sat on the edge Of the
box and warned the hens that friend
of his was engaged in a serious and
delicate operation, and must not be dis
turbed.
Buff bore her honors meekly as she
eew off the nest at last with a modest
announcement that she had done her
duty as a patriotic citizen of the yard,
but her friends took up the strain so
loudly that the mistress came running
out. 1t was almost a golden egg, so
large and yellow, and she carried it
in to show the family.
BLESS the bird. We must save every
egg for a setting" was the unanimous
verdict, and the cracked blue dish
was set apart in the corner Of the cup
board for the purpose. "The buff Coch-
in is by far the finest fowl we have"
Phe fowls were more than ever en-
vious, as every day the fine, yellow egg
was carried to the house with such
care. The mistress picked up the pret-
ty golden pullet one day and caressed
her, and instead Of fluttering and re-
belling against human touch the gentle
creature leaned her head against her
arm, and crawked away as prettily as
If she was saying real words.
"She is telling us that she is trying
to be a good biddy, and that she ap-
precates all we do for her." said the
daughter laughing.
'It is foolish, know, to get so at
tached to a little, senseless creature"
replied the mother, stroking the glossy
feathers; "but how can one help it
when it is so evidently living up to the
very best Of its knowledge and ability?
If only humans would do as WELL" and
a sigh escaped her, for she had a way
ward son, and her heart was often
sad.
1t was not long before the buff Coch-
in began to feel an impulse to do the
strangest thing which had ever entered
into her experience.
Instead of going up on the roost with
the other fowls at night, she only
wanted TO sit quietly on th> nest where
The suburban citizen., 1902-03-29
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Easter in the Woods

TLsyare rsen They are risen!
- All the buried flowers at last,
From their dark and dreary prison,
In the cold earth frozen fast.
They are stirring, 6hey are waking,
Through the gray moss they are breaking
Through the withersd grasses sere,
Through the dead leaves of last year.
Here are wind-Aowers frail and tender,
Starry bloodroot open wide,
Trillium in snowy splendor,
Blue hepaticas beside.
AT the Joyous Easter weather
They have risen, all. together,
In their beauty and their bloom
From the silent winter tomb.
Yes, it is tale of wonder,
Old and yet sweet surprise,
Every year repeated under
April sunshine and blue skies.
This is natures Easter story,
Told in her cathedral's hoary.
When the Easter morning smiles
Down the long, gray forest asles
Helen T. Eliot.
The suburban citizen., 1902-03-29

The Marconi system assumes new
importance day by day, with a pros
pect Of Development which it takes a
vivid imagination TO conjecture, 1t
may thread all the oceans with its
flying messages before the world is
many years older, each going as GER
tainly to its appointed destination as
If it had a private wire to run en-.
Although that shining goal is not yet
reached, the inventor says it is in
sight; and he ought to know if any
body does, thinks the New York Tri-
bune.
The suburban citizen., 1902-03-29

A bulletin issued recently from the
Department Of Agriculture. comment
ing ON the food frauds offered TO the
public, has one encouraging item, at
least. This is that sugar is rarely
adulterateG. Granulated sugar and the
quality known as A sugar are usually
pure, the prevalent notions of an ad-
mixture of sand and clay being entire
ly without foundation.
The suburban citizen., 1902-03-29
Easter Day.

Have you felt the springing moses
Underneath your feet?
Have you sunk right down and rested
On a moss-grown seatg
Have you listened there and wondered
At liquid note
Full of praise and veneration
From a small, bird throat?
Have, you, looking mildly skyward
Through the qilivering sheen,
Caught glimpse of dazzling color
Heaven and earth between?
Have you watched frisky squirrel :
Climbing round tree.
Scampering, scratching barking at you,
just because he's free?
Have you cried, "The spring is with us,
Winter thoughts aWayl
Life is young and fresh and truthful
On a budding day"
Have you thought, "The Lord is risen!
Bitter wrongs away
Heaven and earth be glad together
On the Easter Day"
Louise r. Baker.
The suburban citizen., 1902-03-29

Ey Tie official statisticians the OK,
ceedingly interesting fact has just
been disclosed that during the first
year CT the new century there were
64,69o marriages in the Empire State.
These magnificent matrimonial figures
eonclusivcly prove that in the union
of hearts and hands, as in all things
else, New York is juctly entitled to the
proud pre-eminence she holds in the
great siCterhood Of States. They make
il certain, so far as reasonable calcu-
lation can go, that in the race Tor Grst
honors in the next census the Empire
State is destined to lead all the rest.
The spectacle of 129,361 happy mea
and women, Of all ages and wide apart
degrees OF mental nnd physical Cttract-
ivenecs, marching up to the minister
and the nagictratc in pursuit of
happiness is indeed an inspiring one.
PRISE cGnnct do 1t justice; It is theme
FOR poctry. The standing army, to-
Gcthcr with the callors that man our
chips, dwindle9 into insignidcanco
compared with them. May they ell
i've long and happily and keep away
rom the divorce factories Of the
L akotas cxclaim5 the New York
World.
The suburban citizen., 1902-03-29

she had laid her eggs. To be sure,
there was only a cold white china
egg there; but she brooded over it, and
lowered 1t carefully, cluclling softly,
and in the morning ruffling her feath-
ers waningly when the other hens at
tempted to share the nest.
The buff Cocbin's feathers rustled
an1 quiyered with maternal Joy, and
she spread herself out as If she already
The suburban citizen., 1902-03-29
Resurrection.

Gray alders swing above the shelving sand
Their dropping tassels brown;
The banks of willow copse ON either hand
Flame out with crimson crown.
Down from the tufted mossy lodges green,
Where sunlight falls all day,
Long ice-banks toward the darklng water
lean,
And break, and feat away.
The rlsset meadow-landk are silent still,
With lingering drifts of snow:
No blnehird sings, by pasture fence or hill,
His strain of long ago.
But hidden pulses thEill and quiver deep
Beneath the s,in-warmed sod.
Where life, half-wakened, stirs from win
try sleep
To meet the smile of God
Youths Companion.
The suburban citizen., 1902-03-29
To Color Easter Eggs.

To color Easter eggs a beautiful blue
boil them a half hour with a little
green cOppeEas, and then transfer them
to a bowl OF hot water in which has
been dissolved quarter ounce of prus.
state of potash Red is produced by
boiling first with logwood and then
with alum.
The suburban citizen., 1902-03-29

A well-known London newspaper Is
to try the experiment Of leaving out
racing news of every kind and of eX-
Guiding betting quotations. A great
many people will be sufficiently in
terested to watch the effect on that
daily journals circulation.
The suburban citizen., 1902-03-29
Easter.

Out Of the fruitless places, the hopeless
homes of the dead;
Out of the sullen silence and the sleep that
all men dread
From the lands of night The Lord of Light
uplifts His glorious head!
The waning world is quiclSened with the
seed of endless spring,
The souls that Law in darkness awake to
the light and sing,
And sin and shame walk whole in the
flame of the love of the living King!
E. NJ. X.
The suburban citizen., 1902-03-29

shall see," replied Mrs. Hunt, as she
began spreading newspapers over the
Widows clean floor.
Tomorrow is Easter Sunday, you
know, and as you cannot go out to see
the shop windows yourself, l have
brought you a live Easter token 20 en-