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what a little mud and water when I felt happy
Everybody seemed to be smiling and lighthearted.
saw dog chasing cat until it came to large pond
when the dogs foot slipped in the mud and he turned
somersault into the puddle while the cat up
neighboring tree And did not laugh! But yet did
not know why. How blue the sky looked! Usually it
such dull How fresh and invigorating the
air seemed and how pleasant and warm the sun! At
last arrived at the store and did shopping Just
I taking my parcels the clerk looked out Of the
open door and said. Spring is here at last sprng
Then began to realize why felt happy Spring.
the long-looked-for spring. had
Seventh Grade. Marie Simon
Thompson, N. D.
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his companion. Gratus: and almost unconsciousiy
they stepped aside to let them "See" said Cae
to his companion, they know how great and
do they speak, Bidding me welcome think. Hark!
What is that? Mayhap its but the rumbng Of chariot
wheels. Gratus! Gratus! What is that?-that i'm
yellow thing rolling along rapidly? Fly, fly
for your life and I will slay the monster!' Your
honor" said the immovable Gratus, it's but
species of chariot" ! -
"Ah yes. But the Inhabitants. How oddly
they they depart from the dress of
their forefathers! But see how they look at IT'S
because handsome, eh, Gratus? All, we will
royalty welcomed by all here in this city"
While this conversation was going on between the
two. the people were equally Interested "That is the
of whom read" said the literary
"Tis the great wonderful Caesar of Rome" said the
grave student "How oddly he is dressed" said the
society woman rich clothes look He is
handsome. I'm sure" said :damsel. yes"
said her companion, but he looks vain and
CANT I'm glad I'm not his subject" And, the objects
such criticism having moved they went with
their shopping. 49, Ruth Marshall,
A Seventh Grade, 1882 Second Avenue S.
Bryant School. ;,--.: .~ ...~
A NEW WORLD TO CONQUER.
(Fifth and Sixth Grade Prize.) r-.t~ ~
ULIUS CAESAR like Alexander the Great, "longed
for more worlds to conquer" and while he and
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SPRING CHATS
Juniors Converse Upon
ious Points of View. = =


PRING personifed was a beautiful, fairy
\ f. like creature, either tall and stately and
II willowy small one had to bend down
~ d and look twice in order to her at ALL
8EHzsEsa18 Blue eyes and flowing golden locks
@A@ matter of course. a. glittering dia-
a%$$sS8 dems jeweled wands and filmy robes
HE1Tl\H OfEwhite green many cOlOrs mingled
EGOHC&H in a rainbow haze. Sometimes her gown
- y S'6 starred with flowers and she carried
I A i garands of fragrant spring blossoms;
4 98H II then indeed she a vision of loneliness
- 81 and joy forever.
But interview with Spring did not
necessarily mean Juniors must hold very long
and very formal conversation with very impossible
lady. There other ways Of interviewing spring.
ioaa thsz.x md
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Poor muddled Caesar! He "wse in his time."
but that did not help him of dreadful night
mare of being mixed with up-to-6ate veiness.
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MUD PUDDLE JOY
Happiness Only Expressed by
Splashing.
(Prize.)

stN OW, do be. careful and
~ don't go splashing thru
every mud puddle you see." said
my mother as was starting up
town to do some shopping. my,
but isn't it fun walking thru
half-melted snow and little
water puddles with my new rub
bers and hearing the water go
sIish, slish!" That is what I
thought, and no doubt so
thought other little girls and
boys by the way they were run
ming into the water. noticed
some boys playing marbles.
some throwing hard snow balls
and others standing around do
ing nothing. :: t-.--.. -
What makes me feel so hap
by to-day?" I wondered as I
>tripped along. Splash! down I
fell into 8 mud puddle, but
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CONTINUED On Sixth Pase.)

PARTING WITH AN OLD FRIEND
The School Boy-Good-by, Jim. Take ker OF yerself.
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EVERY ONES VIEW.
The Critics None Too Gently
Criticised.

n NE afternoon about three
~ o'clock the people on First
avenue. were astonished and
somewhat alarmed by the ap-
pearance of two oddly-dressed
men walking calmly down the
avenue. They wore long cloaks
hanging gracefully about their
shoulders. One was rather
a. proud, handsome man, while
the other looked meek and adj
dressed his companion now
and then with reverence.
The news was soon circulated
among the shoppers that these
two men were Julius Caesar
The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1904-03-16
HARVEST TIME AT HOME.


somehow, when business has a lull about
this time of year,
My thoughts take their vacation back
among the scenes once dear.
u stray about the harvest fields where
long and long ago
watched the cereal ocean in it's golden
ripples flow,
While now and then, upon some blade, a
tired reaper bore,
The sunbeams flashed and then went out
like thoughts recalled no more.
How pleasant then the journey home
along the country road,
Where larkspur blooms beside the fence
like knots of lovers glowed-
NOW listening to the whipporwill beyond
darkling field,
''Or tarrying where the berries tempt-a
shower Of wine CONCEALED;
And long before we reached the gate to
hear the watch dogs bark,
And see the distant windows CLEAN like
blossoms of the dark.
1t seems so long since those old years
so long. indeed, that I
Now wonder that time could be with
out sob or sigh.
And yet, enough do l recall to VOW that
in the end
When the no more and ever more in
deaths twilight shall blend
ut would suffice to know that life beyond
the gathering gloam
Would really prove as care free as-the
harvest time at home.
Will T. Hale, in N. Y. Times.
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WHEN PRINCE IMPERIAL DIED
Remarkable Coincidence That
Happened at the Time He
Was Put to Death.

A strange story is told in imperial
circles in Paris regarding the death OF
the late prince imperial, says Vanity
Fair. On the first of June, 1879, wo-
man who was one of the most enthu-
siastic supporters of the Napoleonic
regime gave a grand fete in honor OF
her birthday, and at the same time OF
the prince imperial, who had gone out
to the Cape. After the dinner there
was display of fireworks in the park,
the principal set pieces being the Ma
poleonic emblems surmounted by i'm
perial crowns. The fireworks went of
with the greatest success until it came
to the lighting of the imperial crowns
when, to the general horror, not one
of them would take light in spite OF
every effort.
All of them remained Cnlighted.
while all the other designs went of
perfectly. The failure was looked upon
as an evil omen and with reason, TO!
two days later came the news of the
death of the prince in Zululand. A cal.
culation of the time was then made
according to the difference of longitude
and it was discovered that at the very
moment when the imperial crowns re-
fused to light the prince fell dead
under the spears of the ZuluS.
There would, perhaps, have been less
sllepticism about this remarkable coin.
cidence if the story had been published
Immediately after the event and had
not been kept secret for nearly a
quarter of century.
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shickshach glowered at his young

Shickshacll glowered at his youns
counselor.
Me wrong to give the war-cry. Me
! ought to keep still, and stab him in
the dark! But when see that map me
forget me Christian Indian!"
"The whoop might pass muster
better than the stab among Christians"
suggested Lincoln.
ShickshaclS fixed his restless eyes like
the eyes of snapping-turtle on the
rugged and sincere face before him.
Pedro Lorimer is bad white man.
He not one of Don Luis sons"
He says he wants Cuba annexed to
the United States. Is he Cuban
planter?"
The Sac uttered a contemptuous
grunt.
mo! No planter. No Cuba. He is
New Orleans man; gambler"
II reckoned So" said Lincoln.
me live in my tribes country, where
the chief Black Hawk has his village.
Pedro Lorimer come there and trouble
me. If my tribe take my part, all
the people who want their land will
say, These Sacs are dangerous. Drive
them out So Black Hawk say to me.
You love white men: go to Belleville.
Me go to Belleville. Think me marry
white woman; she help. An Indian
cannot get very good white woman.
But me see the Widow La Chance, and
Antywine, her husbands son. Me
getting old; and Antywine is young
He can take care of the child when
me die. So year ago me marry the
Widow La Chance. The first thing she
hurt the child. And Antywine
Shickshack uttered the words deliber-
ately, turning his head toward the
figure at the door-'he is nothing but
squaw!"
Antywine opened the door and went
out, closing it behind him, and sitting
down on the step.
Pedro Lorimer follow to Belleville,
and trouble me there. Me come to
New Salem. The moon has not
changed four times since me come to
New Salem; and he is here to trouble
me again!"
What does he want?" inquired Lin
coin.
He want the child's money"
Has Peggy money? How much
has she?"
The Indian held his hands less than
yard apart; the length Of a full
grown rattlesnake.
"a snakeskin full of gold"
What have you done with it,"
ME hide it from my white woman
and Pedro Lorimer. Sometimes me
think she divide it with him, if he
could help her get it. All day, all
year, she want that money herself. But
she take what is Antywine's, and was
his fathers. and give him nothing
"You have fed and clothed Peggy by
your own labor
"She is my adopted child. Me send
her to white mans school, too. Me
give the schoolmaster four dollars"
"You are a mighty good fellow!"
said Lincoln. But Pedro Lorimer is
gone; so what troubles you now?"
He come back. He would steal the
child to make me give up her money
as ransom. He would take her as far
as New Orleans
= Does he know what she has?"
ITO Be Continued
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A Small Loophole.

The visitor had gone over the farm
with the owner, and had seen the flint
condition of the crops. There has beer
neither too much nor too little rail-
that season, and everything had pros
pered.
Well" he said. "they say farmer!
are hard to please, but I'm sure you
have 10 fault to find this year, nov
have your
The farmer rubbed his thin, brown
face up and down and across with hi
hard hand before he answered.
MN, no, dunno's have" he said
slowly. But tell We sech srops al
these are pesky hard on the soil.
Youths Companion.
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that if arrange century year 2oo1 to
take care of itself and paddle its canoe.
once met Russian who told travelling country
he had not soldier for days.
Well what of t? asked him. "What do you with
diers?"
For protection" he answered.
For protection' replied
Yes, he said; to let there government"
10 let you see that have Why,
eminent bring your letters? Mine brings That
that have 1t brings my letters want
know about it,"
And that what want of to perform
services for drag bloody with feow-en
We have and need soldiers The
stulon OF created and before
the president of the United States has before
pie have to bow generally known the years past Rhode
Island and Massachusetts, the of civil but the
court the United States stepped in each of those great
commonwealth had bow the superior created by the
stuon OF the United States That of thing has been going
for and there why should
all the earth and become thing of the before the
of great supreme Of the EARTH idea that intended
when the nations The Hague the call OF the
for universal disarmament universal
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was born on the Massachusetts coast

was born on the Massachusetts coast,
put in his word.
II had an uncle" he said, chat fol-
lowed the sea, and made voyages to
Cuba. It's about such a place as the
man describes"
While private opinion thus sec
sawed, the row of Minter Grayham's
pupils on the front benches, reused
from drowsiness to keen interest, stood
up at the strangers bidding, and &C
cumulated the worst kind of a case
against him. For however they at
tempted Ompompanoosuck-
OWN, own; p-o-w-m, powm-'
A-u-m, aum; p-a-u-m, paum-"
"o-m, ON; pom, pom; Ply, py, ON
pompy-" it was not right; and the
audience began to laugh with appre-
citation of a joke. Martha Bell Clary
heard her own brother Redmond
shouting with such delight as she
struggled hopelessly with Ompompa-
noosuclS, that she turned and made
what was called in New Salem "a
mouth at him. Though the lecturer
endeared himself greatly to the Grove
boys, it was plain he had only put up
Minter Grayham's scholars to he made
ridiculous before their parents and
friends.
I'D hate to have him for relation,
even if l was as bad off as Peggy
Shickshack," whispered Martha Bell
to Mahala Cameron.
$50 would l." responded Mahala.
II don't believe he has any book to
give as a prize. And don't believe
he has any plantation in Cuba, either"
Shickshack's wife came in late, and
sat by the schoolhouse door, looking
steadily at the speaker. It was the
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Copyright. 1893. by Herbert s. Stone & Co
CHAPTER I.-Coyr1y11rn.


WAS Peggy lame from the start?''
inquired Ann.
Shickshack looked at her steadily
without replying. Then he shook his
head.
me love white men. Me marry
white woman" he answered, and
dropped his face.
docs he mean that Sally famed
herr" whispered Ann to Lincoln.
Sally is mighty energetic wom-
an" admitted Lincoln, smiling from
the hearth corner. A huge mole
showed in the crease made under his
cheek by u smile.
will the young chief be here to-
morrow" Shickshack asked Dick
Yates.
mo. We must go back to Jackson
vile Tomorrow"
Sticky Green added that it was not
vacation time. The two had begged
"A day off on account of his extreme
inconsistencies and would have to ride
early next morning.
Me like to talk" said the Sac, fix
1AA6 LIS GdAe Ou LICK. NE nave some
thing for the young chiefs ear"
We can take walk together now.''
suggested Dick.
Shickshack rose up at once. The
sheath of long hunting-knife hung
down his side by a leather strap. He
mad kept Peggy's crutch in his hand.
He stood it against the wall beside the
chimney, and Dick stepped over the
bench to follow him.
"Hello!' shouted a cheerful voice.
Two horses were brought up abreast
'acing the door, their hoofs at the very
step. Light shone out over them and
their riders, revealing the weekly mail
carrier with the post-bag from Spring
field bullying on each side Of his sad
die, and his leggins splashed with
mud, and stranger having black eyes
and hair and mustache, whose entire
equipment was foreign.
Shickshack stood while he drew one
breath and looked at the stranger.
For the first time Sac war-whoop
was heard in New Salem, and as he
yelled he snatched his hunting-knife
from it's sheath.
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CHAPTER II.

The whole village knew before bed
time how Shickshack had threatened
the stranger. A community of interest
as swift as the telephone carried news
the length of the winding street.
"Shickshack screeched loud enough
to be heard at Wolf" gasped Mahala
Cameron, telling the tale to her folks,
"and drew his knife and jumped at the
man like a Wildcat"
"And Abe Lincoln and the other
boys caught him." put in Martha Bell
Clary, assisting her. "The mans horse
and the mail-carrier's horse both
reared up-they were scared nearly to
death like the rest Of us! But Just
as soon as the boys caught hold Of
Shickshack he dropped his head and
stood like he was ashamed"
Hes live Indian yet" said Ma
hala Camerons father. He'll stir him
self and take scalp one of these days.
| wonder what he had against the
stranger"
Rutledge's tavern entertained rare
travellers who stayed over night in
New Salem. The candles were all put
out early, yet before folks covered their
fires they had in some way absorbed
the facts about the new arrival. He
was well-spoken man, with for
eign twist to his tongue, inclined to
laugh at the rage of Shickshack, whom
he knew very well. He told openly
that he was Don Pedro Lorimer, a
sugar planter from the island of Cuba,
and that his errand through the states
was political in the main; though he
intended when other matters pressed
him less, to remove his half wild young
cousin, Consuelo Lorimer, from the
care of the Indian, who had taken adj
vantage of her fathers death on the
plains to adopt her.
A tropical sun had given him the
darkest skin ever carried by white
man around New Salem. He walked
abroad in the early morning, and hav-
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1t assures impartial justice to nations and peor
pies and uspends avoids the horrors of Neither tongue
the the gloom the sueng sacrifices of
In this enlightened progress and intelligent refined
zaton would be glad believe that the burdens and dangers of
war have been esened there has been
preparation for when many millions of trained skilled and
disciplined armed with the destructive weapons taken
from the OF peaceful industry at the time Former
Y military forces kept national defense but if shall have
reached the time when they be used foreign
and Cypress and place subsection denseess people, then the
spirit of arbitration has appeared and be
strongly advocated.
Possibly we have reached time when the great have
found agreeable less hunt than
hunt each other If that be true then liberty well veil her face
and the sovereign rights of independence and justice i'm
danger The of and the burdens inn
the industries of the people will be borne
until discontinued by revolution until and justice shall pre-
vail through international arbitration.
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first time the village had ever seen her
at any meeting. The women nearest
were more occupied in being repealed
by her than they were with the annex
alton of Cuba. 1t surprised nobody
that she should come out to hear
Shickshacll's enemy. But it surprised
some who departed slowly after the
dismissal that she had word or two,
and touched hands with the stranger
as he passed by her at the door. An
| unlovely nature had worked so long
on features striking for angularity that
she carried habitually a malignant
look. The boys of New Salem liked to
| venture on Sally Shickshack's door
step, or climb her garden fence. and
have her chase them with gourds of
hot water. Though she had been so
short a time in the village, it was all
ready known that Antywine La
| Chance, former husbands son, had
not inherited fip'ny-bit of his fathers
| property; and as fip'ny-bit was
smaller than the proverbial shilling
with which heirs were sometimes cut
| Chance had been cheated by his step
| mother.
| Don Pedro Lorimer mounted his
horse the following morning, and took
the Notwithstanding road which
separated north and south beside the
Sangamon. He nodded to everybody
he saw along the narrow street. His
departure was as public as his errand
had been, and a not unlindly feeling
went with him and would welcome him
again. For man who travelled around
at his own expense, without charging
a price, to lecture on the annexation
OF Cuba, must be in earnest; and from
uersmen respected a person in earnest
| Lincoln usually closed his store
soon after the village supper-time, in
order to recite his daily lesson to
Minter Grayham in the cooper-shop.
Few customers were SO belated as to
need anything at the store when
candles were lighted. Those who
dropped in met to talk and whittle;
and since the nightly study blaze had
begun to show in the cooper-shop these
gossips felt obliged to seek another
rendezvous. The law student therefore
found himself delayed by Shickshack,
who entered with Antywine as he was
about to blow out the lights.
What shall l show you, Shick.
shacll?" said Lincoln. The Indian
looked around at country stock:
barrels of New Orleans salt and sugar,
and sacks OF coffee; few scant shelves
OF calico; hoes, rakes and shovels; a
grand leghorn bonnet or two, of mighty
brim and crown; threads, needles and
pins; and all the simple necessities of
people on the edge OF civilization. He
shook his head
Me want to talk. Shut the door,"
Lincoln closed the door and sat down
on the counter, drawing up his knees
and encircling them with his arms in
a favorite attitude for relaxing chat;
motioning his visitors to make use OF
tue same high bench. Shickshack got
up and curled his legs under him
Indian fashion, but Antywine re-
NAMED standing by the door. Two
candles on high shelf at the rear
cast swaying shadows of the white man
and the red man and the crowded OBJ
Jects in the little store.
II reckon all New Salem is talking
j tonight about the man you were going
to Kill when he came to town"
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Gaining u Little.

The discouraged artist stood off from
hir latest work and viewed 1t with a
gloomy face.
There's no use talking about It,"
he said, morosely, II can't paint as
well as did ten years ago"
"Oh, yes. you can" said the tried
and honest friend to whom he made
the confession. tits only that your
taste Is improving. "--YoHth's Compan.
ion.
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The Duty Of Governments
BY DIR. EDWARD EVERETT HALE,
Chaplain United States Senate.

People refer to the various plans for international
arbitration experiments. One hundred and twenty
years ago there similar experience, when Il
states united to try experiment, and from then
to the present time the country which they formed
has been growing stronger and stronger until the
As states which to-day compose the union are en-
blematic of what experiment can be nodded into
when the right sort of timber is back of the enter
prise. Some has said that this republic will not
last more than 100 years longer. That may be,
though have my doubts but if it proves true want
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The Vazue ef ArbitruHon
By GEN. NELSON A. MILES, u. S. A., RETIRED.

The principle of arbitration is inspired by the
noblest motives that prompt the human heart, is
founded deep in the eternal vertes of justice and is
old the spirit of truth and honor. Serious con-
troversies between adjusted by civil tribunals,
by courts of arbitration There is every reason
why governments, which are of human creation or
liberation, should be controlled by the same code of
morals that governs individuals Arbitration has a
double purpose, and its results doubly beneficial
to mankind
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By REV. B. L. McELROY,
of Columbus, Ohio.

HERE inemperance widespread and deadly that finds
many OF its victims among business men, Sagacous
who have watched the Of life for generation,
dread this form OF ntemperance expressing itself in high
strung life OF endless excitement when become BE
sotted with the cares of this life
In both business and professional circles play
ing themselves out BY the in which they indulge.
This intoNcation arises either from the desire
for Lack Of moderation here renders rdicla
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lou making them base Generally it sends them
impossible importing themselves and many Others
victim OF this subtle OF inoxicaton,
launch life that would suggest dirim.
its annual tragedies bound the honorable
and this want OF control furnishes larger than other
cause.
crusade in the interest of commercial sobey decided
y in order He spectator OF passing who has
marked the downfall OF attempting play the
high roller" This nnperance the eagerness dis
played for social preference harmful and gnobe ambition
when to overreachng Because of this
world to-day full OF Adventures advenuesses
families people who feel the necessity keeping even
if ION the instalment plan.,