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class, because her mother thought dancing
a superfuous accomplishment for plain, red
headed little girls.
And it was because the heart beneath her
gingham apron was feminine that she
reached down into the knobby satchel and
brought up one of the knobs. 1t proved to
be licorice. in a brown paper bag-the nice,
long fiuted lengths that you chew and chew
and chew, till it is in putty-like Jumps like
chewing gum, only its durability and gen.
eral returns are far superior to any chew
ing gum yet invented.
Harvey she said, sweetly, as she bit
off three inches of the black substance.
Harvey. L wish you'd fill my rithmetic
with them red oak leaves; they make beau
tiful crosses and lookin' glass frames
The small boy looked at her; he looked at
the licorice greedily; he shut his eyes to red
hair.
Gimme some,' he said generously, land
L will"
"Fill 1t first" and she held out to him her
bethumbed 'rithmetic.
He gave last look at the brown bag, then
he scudded over to the big oak. He picked
and chose with suspicious speed of the red
tidal wave there till the 'rithmetic looked
like the nursery Jungle Book after the baby
had finished reading 1t.
The Russian-cropped little girl looked
upon this open perfidy silently. and upon
her leaves dropped in a careless pile while
he toiled for the wage of licorice. But she
said nothing, for beneath the lawn frills OF
her school apron likewise beat a feminine
heart. The book filled to the verge of burst
ing, the small boy returned. The red-headed
little girl looked at him coquettishly from
behind her shield of freckles.
Here" she said as she held out the bag,
''Take some.'
The small boy looked at her smiling
freckled face, then he peered into the bag;
and he generously left therein at least two
good inches of black tubing for the red
headed little girl to console herself with.
The owner of the bag looked offended-but
the small boy didn't care. Instead, he
walked over to the Russian-cropped little
girl Of the slim legs, and gave her half.
'Come on, Annette he said, and his voice
was rough with the pleasant roughness Of
comradeship. Tets me and YOU go and get
some Of them oak leaves. They'd look fierce
along with these yellow ones
Then the small boy and the Russian
cropped little girl idled over to the tidal
wave of the oak, while the red-headed little
girl could come or she could stay, according
to the pride there was in her.
And the sharp eyes of the old gentleman
on the bench came back to the page OF his
newspaper, Fifteen years more-same
thingr' he commented confidentially to the
Stock Exchange.
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dressing some one beyond Hold to this
one.' she said, ''and I'll take the other two,
or they'll get tramped in the crowd
Emmy Lou felt herself grasped; she could
not see up to find by whom. The crowd in
the aisle had closed above her head, but
she heard the stout lady behind saying:
did you ever seen such an ill-mannered
child?" and Emmy Lou judged that Hat
tie was struggling against fate.
Slowly the crowd moved, and, being part
of it, however unwillingly, Emmy Lou
moved, too out of the church and down the
steps Then came the crashing of the band
and the roll of carriages. and she found her.
self in the front row on the curb.
The man with the brandishing sword was
threatening violently. "One more carriage
is here for the family" called the man with
the sword. His face was red and his voice
was hoarse. His glance in search for the
family suddenly fell on Emmy Lou She
felt it fall.
The problem solved itself for the man with
the sword and his brow cleared Grand
children next" roared the threatening man.
Grandchildren" echoed the crowd
Hattie and Sadie were pushed forward
from somewhere, Hattie lifting her voice.
But what was the cry of Hattie before the
brazen utterance of the band? Sadie was
weeping wildly.
Emmy Lou, with the courage of despair.
cried out in the grasp of the threatening
man, but the man, lifting her into the car
riage, was speaking himself, and to the
driver. Keep an eye on them-separated
from the family" he was explaining, and
ar Hatt
lifted after Emmy Lou into the carriage.
and as the door banged their carriage
moved with the rest UP the street.
Now" said Hattie, and Hattie sprang
to the farther door.
1t would not open. Things never will in
dreadful, dreams
Through the carriage windows the school
with its arched doorways and windows
gazed frowningly reproachfully. A gentle
man entered the gate and went into the
doorway.
Its our minister said Sadie, weeping
afresh.
Hattie beat upon the window and called
to the driver. but no mortal ear could have
heard above that band.
AN my grown-up brother. an gran ma
an the rest" said Hattie. And Hattie
wept.
"And the visiting lady next door," said
Emmy Lou. She did not mean TO weep.
tears did not come readily TO Emmy You.
but just then her eyes fell upon the hand
kerchief still held by its exact center in
her hand. What would the exhibition do
without them?
Then Emmy Lou wept.
Late that afternoon carriage stopped at
n corner upon which school building
stood. Since his charges were but infantile
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But at the church with unexpected alb
ruptness the band halted, turned. it fell
apart, and the procession came through;
it came right on through and up the steps,
a line of uniforms and swords either
side from curb to pillar, and halted.
Aghast between two glittering files, the
orphaned children shrank into the shadow
behind pillar. while upstreamed from the
carriages below an unending line-bare-
headed men, and ladies bearing flowers
Behind, below, about, closing in on every
side, crowded people, sea of people.
The orphaned children found themselves
swept from their hiding by the crowd and
unwillingly jostled forward into promi-
nence.
A frowning man with a sword in his hand
seemed to be threatening everybody; his
face was red and his voice was big, and he
glittered with many buttons. All at once
he caught sight of the orphaned children
and threatened them vehemently.
Here" said the frowning man. fright in
here" and ne placed them in line.
The orphaned children were appalled,, and
even in the face of the man cried out in
protest. But the man Of the sword did not
hear, for the reason that he did not listen.
Instead he was addressing large and
stout lady Immediately behind them.
Separated from the family in the con-
fusion, the grandchildren evidently-just
see them in please
And suddenly the orphaned children found
themselves a part of the procession as
grand children. The nature of process
sion is TO proceed. And the grandchildren
proceeded with it, They could not help
|
for, pushed by the crowd which closed and
swayed above their heads and piloted by
the stout lady close behind, they were swept
into the church and up the aisle and when
they came again to themselves were in the
inner corner of pew near the front.
The church was decked with flags.
So was the third reader room. 1t was
hung with flags for the exhibition.
Hattie in the corner nudged Sadie. Sadie
urged Emmy Lou, who, next to the stout
lady, touched her timidly. 1--WE have got
to get out" said Emmy Lou. we've got to
say our parts
Not now." said the lady, reassurirgly,
''the programme is ut the cemetery"
'S-h-h,' said that person, engaged with
the spectacle and the crowd; "Sh-h-"
Abashed. Emmy Lou sat. sh-h-ed.
Hattie arose. Ii was terrible TO rise in
church and at funeral. and the church
was filled. the aisles were crowded. but
Hattie arose. Hattie was a st. George and
dragon stood between her and the exhibi-
tion.
She pushed by Sadie and past Emmy Lou
Hattie was slim she was strenuous
or perhaps she was slim because she was
strenuous. but not even 50 slim a little girl
as Hattie could push by the stout lady. for
she filled the space.
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affairs, the colored gentleman on the box
thought to expedite matters and drop them
at the corners nearest their homes.
Descending, the colored gentleman flung
open the door, and three little girls crept
forth, three crushed little girls. three limp
little girls. three little girls in a mild kind
of mourning.
They came forth timidIy. They looked
around. They hoped they might reach
their homes unobserved.
There was crowd up the street. A
gathering OF people-many people. 1t
seemed to be at Emmy LOUIS gate. Hattie
and Sadie lived farther on.
1T must be a fire." said Hattie.
But it wasn't 1t was the exhibition. the
principal and Miss Carrie. the teachers
and pupils. the mammas and aunties and
Uncle Charlie.
AN gran'ma-'' said Hattie
And the visiting lady said Emmy
Lou.
"And our minister said Sadie.
The gathering Of many people caught
sight of them presently and came to meet
them. three little girls in mild mourning.
The little girls moved slowly, but the
crowd moved rapidly.
The gentlemen laughed. Uncle Charlie
and the minister and the papa or two,
laughed when they heard, and laughed
again. and went on laughing, they leaned
against the fence.
But the ladies could see nothing funny.
the mammas, nor Aunt Cordelia. That mild
mourning had been the result of anxious
planning and consultation.
Neither cOuId Miss Carrie Che Sai5 fbax,
had failed her. She said it in her deepest
tones and used gestures.
Sadie wept, for the sight of Miss Carrie
recalled afresh the tears she should have
shed with histrionic talent.
The parents and guardians led them
home.
Emmy Lou was tired. She was used to a
quiet life and never before had been in the
public eye.
At supper she nodded and mild mourn
ing and all, suddenly Emmy Lou COL
lapsed and fell asleep, her head against her
chair.
Uncle Charlie woke her. He stood her UP
on the chair and held out his arms. Uncle
Charlie meant to carry her as if she were
baby thing again up to bed.
Come" said Uncle Charlie.
Emmy Lou stood dazed and flushed, she
was not yet quite awake.
Uncle Charlie had caught snatches of
school vernacular. Come" said he, "suit
the action to the word
Emmy Lou woke suddenly. the words
shifting her ears with ominous import. She
thought the hour had come, it was the ex-
hibition.
She stood stiff1y, she advanced a cautious
foot. her chubby hand described a careful
half circle. Emmy Lou spoke
1--WE know not where we co." said Emmy
Lou.
mo more we do said Uncle Charlie.
ITO be Continued on Tuesday1
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Before a show window Of beautiful toys
and bric-a-brac on Washington street
stood several dainty little mothers. indule-
ing several dainty little fivs-year girls I'm
prolonged inspection OF all the glittsring
treasures which the handsome shop az
forded. All the little girls were chatter
ing happily over the tempting articles dis
played and one little chubby blonde damseI
persistently reiterated her hearts desires
"oh. mother. buy me that little pink doll:
oh, mother, please buy me that cute little
dolls silver comb and brush; oh, mother.
I want that little blue china dolls chair.
But the little mother stayed the small
girls torrent of wishes by saying quite pos
itively: Dorothy. I've bought you a lot
of new things already and you can't have
any more to-day"
Dorothy was sileEt for q long moment.
then she turned pouting little face 20 her
determined parent and said:
well. IL 1 was mother I'd buy my chnd
everything she laid her eyes on"
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At Hatties touch she turned. Although
she looked good natured. the size and pom
derance OF the lady were intimidating. She
stared at Hattie: people were looking; it
was in church; Hattie's face was red
"You can't get to the family said the
lady ''you couldn't move in the crowd.
Besides promised to see to you. Now be
quiet" she added GROSSLY. when Hattie
would have spoken. She turned away
Hattie crcpt back vanquishcd by this
dragon.
80 suitably dressed" the stout lady was
saying to a lady beyond; grandchildren,
you know
''she says they grandchildren echoed
the whispers around.
Even their little handkerchiefs have
black borders somebody beyond replied.
Emmy Lou wondered IL she was in some
dreadful dream. Was she a grandchild or
was she an orphan? Tier head swan.
The service began and there fell on the
unwilling grandchildren the submission of
awe. The stout lady cried, she also punched
Emmy Lou with her elbow whenever that
little person moved, but finally she found
courage to turn her head so she could see
Sadie.
Sadie was weeping into her black-bor-
dered handkerchief, were they tears OF
histrionic talent. They were real tears.
People all about were looking at her SYM
pathetically. Such grief in grandchild
was very moving.
1t may have been minutes. it seemed to
Emmy Lou hours, before there came a
general uprising. Hattie stood up. So did
Sadie and Emmy Lou. Their skirts no
longer stood out jauntily; they were quite
crushed and subdued.
There was wild, hunted look in Hattie's
eyes. Watch the chance" she whispered,
''and run"
But it did no. come. AS the pews emptied
the stout lady passed Emmy Lou on, ad-
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TRANZA.


An attractive prize, one OF our best, will
be given the sender OF the best list OF
plants. etc., answering No. $50. The solu-
tions are TO be forwarded within one week,
and in case OF doubt. the winner viii be
decided by any special neatness or other
extra merit OF one of the nearest complete
lists.
The prize for the best answers TO Nc. ia
goes to Mrs. Lizzie III. Williams. Dunreith,
Ind. Other excellent solutions are acknowl-
edged from Carrie McHenry. J. M. Bowers,
William A Black, ]. @. A. Paul. Belle Nc
vough, G. f. Carrigan, NJ. d. Holmes. r.
c. Groves, s. j. Neal, Allen T. Packard,
Mrs. c. A. White. Lucy NJ Dunn. II p
Lewis, Mrs. Nora Pratt, e. N. Andrews,
w. P. Fornham. Abel Edwards. w. II.
French, N. r. Lee, =. NJ. Roscoe. 3. E.
Milhken.
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s46.-INITIAL CHANGE.

Hope, priceless ONE to mortals given,
Points, radiant, to q home in heaven.
The canny Scot discants forever
In praise of THREE a 'bonny river.
At SIX of night, poetic version.
He starts upon lone excursion.
Intent upon happy lark he
Finds TWO abroad, this Southern darkey
When Lady FIVE sheds beams of glory
Her man." according TO the story,
Is. like the FOUR called dull or silly,
Obliged TO follow, willy-nilly.
'Tis all too SEVEN to end this dtty,
So wise, so timely, and so witty CD.
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STORIES OF CHILDREN.
Sue. small Brother Again.

Sue and her family were visiting rela-
tives I'm another city this summer. There
was a monastery few miles from town
and party of young people was arranged
to drive out and picnic i'm the grounds. as
the monks made all visitors Hospitality
welcome. When Tad heard that Sue was
going he cordially and urgently invited
himself to accompany her. This plan be-
ing vetoed he nearly drove his family dis
tracted by inquiries into the natural his
tory of monks, so that 1t was many times
impressivciy explained TO him that they
were not monkeys at all-only men. The
day OF the picnic came and went. Sue had
returned and her escort of the day had
come In with her Mindful OF former ex-
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745.-TRANsPosITION.

Mystic glints on purpled hills.
Sent birds, TWO. away.
Vanished beauties by the rills,
Dead from FIRST remorseless chills,
Told us all that day
Autumn ruled with unquestioned sway.
Now is the season of lethal gloom;
Vanished the sacred fires,
Burning bush and tree abloom,
Flames that gleam but not consume,
Scarlet funeral pyres;
Happy the soul with few desires.
Behold the leafless shivsring boughs!
Frost, on meadows and streams.
LAST that Autumns going 70 browse,
Sunshine so cheerless cannot arouse,
Little she heeds such beams,
Soon she'll fall into tranced dreams.
TOM A HAWK.
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75o.-vEGETABLE TRANsFoRMA-
TIONs.

IBy changing the primal OF the first word
make a vegetable or plant for the second
of each pair
l. She is IN mourning. and spoiled her
''~N@ by getting the juice OF -sss- on n. ?.
never could agree 20 sss<s with one who
smells OF -'s-s. 3 He brought in a >'-s-' OF
wood. and a basket OF S~s-s- in the ear. 4.
But the wood fell on his toes. and made
him exclaim roughly. ''ss>ssss-s.' but his
wife diverted him by showing him the red
his ssss were really hurt. she would not ask
him 10 dig a sssS or two for dinner. 6. Their
eldest Ss'' was out hoeing the s>s' z. Their
house was called "The sS'ss." but Il was
too far north for the s~sss- TO grow. s. Her
complexion is sss~sS, about the tint OF the
flowers OF one kind Of sss''s 2. IL showed
the most against the white ss-sss. fear
she will soon rest under the ss-sss. 10. They
crossed the pond in n s''sss, looking for
some fruit on s~ssss tree. IL. The s>sss
led his bride out upon the downs among
the gorse and '"sss. 12. She bruised Der ss>s
deep in a sweet s''s. DOROTHEA
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74..-HOMONYMNS.

TWhen certain words, pronounced like
some of those in this story, are placed in
order as they come. their initials will form
an interesting occasion.I
The guls were sailing on their snowy
oteres above our heads when Nathaniel
said L ought to unite the knot which held
the little cat-bo6t, and 90 across the bay
before night to see an old mason who was
to cell our nice summer cottage for AS
far as the eye could see the open water
was white with caps, and beyond them a
veil of fog, which forever and aye hangs
about this coast. But no knight was ever
drawer than Nat in the days of chivalry,
and we made the journey in safety.
nOROTTEA
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they're bringing him here to bury him with
the soldiers"
Wen never see a thing for the crowd"
despaired Sadie.
Emmy Lou was gazing. They've got
plumes in their hats" she said.
Lets go over the church steps and
see 1t go by said Hattie, 'its early"
The orphaned children hurried across the
street. They climbed the steps. At the
top they turned
There were plumes and more, there were
flags and swords, and a band led.
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vain swallowing to overcome labial dry
ness and lingual taste of copper, try TO
suit the action TO the word; but to mount
the platform for the play-Emmy Lou was
trying not to look that far ahead. But
as the hour approached the solemn i'm
portance of the occasion was stealing
brainward, and she even began to feel glad
she was a part of the exhibition, for to
have been left out would have been worse
even than the moment of mounting the
platform.
my grown-up brothers coming" said
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7S2.-CHARADE.

Patracia, whose blood. she says. Is blue
Has a bold suitor whom she calls ONE
TWO,
Because. forsooth his forbears were un.
known
Until of late, as by the records shown,
While hers, well. it's a century agone
Since one ancestor, called then TWO
ONE,
Began the TWO ONE fortunes rocky slope
With no accessories save youth and hope,
Perchance the rustic shoes" upon his feet
His TWO-ONE helped him in the great
COMPLETE.
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certain dear little girl has a number Of
smaller brothers and sisters-rather too
many, the little girl sometimes thinks when
she is crowded out OF mammals lap In favor
of younger claimant to that throne The
other day her uncle sent her a pair of fox
terrier pups, little beauties. with coats as
white as milk and silky brown ears and ap-
pealing brown eyes. The little girl was IN
raptures. A visitor. with that air of la
bored politeness which chsracterizes thn
attitude OF visitors toward small girls. said
Which would you rather have. little ssr
the puppies your little brother?" ..fA1r(
ples," exclaimed the little girl without al
instants hesitation. why YOU avid
child said the shocked visitor. what
you meant" We'll" stammered the iitt
girl. trying to make good" '.you kno
babies is easier 10 get
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.OROTHEA.
74S.-RIDDLE.

A useful little word am /,
So varied is my industry.
ITO stretch ito bend,'' is my delight;
Direction too. / point Alright.
Sometimes I cleanse, as WOOL instead,
Provincial English thus is read.
In English provinces I'm known,
And as ''clean WOOL 'tis there I'm shown
If still my usefulness you doubt,
Just run around and turn about"
And inclination will agree
With my assertion, and with me-
TRANZA
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749.-DELETION.

John Jones, the phrophetic of vision,
ONE that Smith would as mayor be known,
But his statement of prospects Elysian
Seemed ALL on his wishes alone,
For the voters, who made the decision,
Elected a person named Stone.
SWAMP ANGEL,
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726.-Be not too fastidious.
727.-Arise. rise.
72S.-In, J.
King Henry VIII. 4. Hamlet. s. The Pas
sionate Pilgrim. g. Much Ado About Moth
ing. z. The Tempest. s. Twelfth Night. g.
The Winters Tale. 10. Macbeth. IL. Coriol-
anus. L. Timon Of Athens. Is. A Lovers
Complaint. IA. King Lear. Is. Venus and
Adonis. 16 Romeo and Juliet. IL. The
Merchant Of Venice. IS. As You Like II.
1s. Measure for Measure. 20. Ais Well
That Ends Well.
130.-Gas.
7s1-Never entrap a partner even.
732-Friend-ship.
7s3-Gft, hllt, tilt kilt. lilt. silt. tilt, wilt.
734-Sheper, sere ph, phrase.
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151.-ANAGRAM.

TO INTEND A RIME requires some
WHOLE
OF thought, and purpose. too.
And yet one may not reach the goal,
Though many often do.
TIL.
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periences. Tad's mother corralled him and
marched him off to bed under strict escort.
Somehow Tad eluded her on the stairs
and rushed back to the parlor door where
he started eagerly at the visitor. Just
as the maternal hand grasped him he called
out in a stage whisper. Sue. Is he a
monk?"
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Horses Beat SeveIisss.
Atlanta Journal.

Indiana evidently undertakes hor ay
thors. They have erected a statue 60
horse In that State, but do not even penstoI
the novelists.
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.44.-A FAvoRITE BOOK.
for the Leisure Hour.


Lsxifo N ne1
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ANSWERS.

726.-Be not too fastidious.
727.-Arise. rise.
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EMMY LOU in q SCHOOL
PLAY
The Plays the Thing.
v.

@T was the day OF the exhibition.
iii At the close Of the half year the
- third reader class had suffered a
d9oI change in teachers, the first hav-
- ing been a substitute, whereas her
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SWAMP ANGEL.
Woodville Republican. (Woodville, Miss.) 185?-current, 1903-05-30
Mississippi State News
Killed III. srosh.r-In-Lsw.

Tom Avery, a prominent young
farmer, and one of the most respect
ed citizens of Bunker Hill Church
neighborhood, eleven miles above
Columbia, was shot and instantly
killed last week at that place by Vir-
gil Bass, brother-in-law. The diff
hculty occurred near Bass home.
Mrs. Bass was the only witness to
the tragedy, and she is said to have
been the cause of the trouble. The
weapon used was a 32-caliber pistol.
The ball entered the left side be-
tween the fourth and fifth ribs and
struck the heart. Avery ran about
$50 yards before he fell, and was af-
terwards found by neighbors. All
parties had been on good terms up
to this time. An inquest was held
and a verdict of manslaughter was
returned. Bass Immediately de-
manded preliminary trial before
Justice Thomson and was released
on 81 900 bond to await the action
of the grand jury. Avery leaves a
wife and six children.