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1 to do, but it made the tiny three-leaved 1 plant popular as it ueror rEe5 before.
 In spite of all ingenious attempts to discredit the beautiful story which represents the patron saint of the Elm eraId Isle as using the shamrock for an illustration of the Holy Trinity, in l spite of the learned debates and aca- demic differences of such scholars as | Bentham and Britten, Colgan and Cook, your true Irishman the world over will ever cling to the chosen leaf which grows in the moss, the moor and the mireland" of his old home, and the public indorsement of a queen surely did not weaken that affection. Dear Shamrock of Erin, so sacred and green.
 Though ages of sorrow thy past years have seen;
 From childhood's bright morning to man hoods decline
 Thy leafet we wear OCT our hearts ever thine.
 In Moore's poem on the shamrock he tells of the triple grass" which Shoots up, with dewdrops streaming,
 As softly green as emerald seen,
 Through purest crystal gleaming.
 o, the Shamrock, the green immortal
 Shamrock!
 Chosen leaf of bard and chief,
 Old Ern's native Shamrock!
 The mere student of folklore little guesses the feelings of the son of Erin who bears the shamrock in his cap or wears it on his breast. To him it embodies all the religious and TO- mantle, mythical and national ideas which ever have stirred in the souls of his forefathers. The great love for the plant inspired the famous ballad The Wearin' O the Green" which tells that They're hangin' men and women for the wearin' O the green" This did not mean, of course that people were being hanged for that, but 1t was poetical eXaggeration im- plying their willingness to die, if nec- essary, rather than give up wearing it.
 For the last half dozen years, under the inspiring influence of the Sham rock league, happily instituted and even more happily carried on by the Countess of Limerick, there has been an unprecedented demand for the Irish national emblem. Thousands upon thousands of little green boxes filled with tiny punches of the trefoil have annually heen packed by that great hearted woman and her friends and sold the world over, the proceeds going to aid disabled Irish soldiers and the destitute relatives of those Irish men who have fallen in battle.
 And where does all the shamrock come from? It grows wild in every county of Ireland. Along the noun tains, in the old hiil-pastures and in the venerable meadows, it may be picked in small quantities as early in the year as February 25, and fort night later in luxurious abundance
 There are national emblems that may be eaten. Not so the shamrock. A man may eat leek and enjoy it, q Scot might even try a thistle, but aa Irishman must drown his shamrock. That is as sure as is March F itself.
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HISTORIC BUILDING
SOMETHING OF YORK STATES
 OLDEST HOMESTEAD.
Contains Relics of Robert Fulton ana Other Interesting Treasures, With Reminders of the Indian
 Days.

New York.-Of all the historlcai buildings in this state the Gien-oah- ders homestead, Scotia, at Scheh- ectady, is easily the first-the nrst in date as we'll as in interest to the antiauarian and historian. For nearly 25O years this mansion, constructeu from stone quarried from the nearpy rocks and timbers hewn from the TOT ests, has stood there on the horth side of the Mohawk, just across the river from the city, and watched lne old town of Schenectady grow rom an | Indian castle to the most importanI | electrical city in the world. The bulld' ings and estate have never been out oi the family, and Charles P. Sanders, the present occupant, is direct de- scendant of Alexander Lindsay Glen' the son of a Scottish chief, who, when eXiled from his own country, founded another Scotia in America.
 It was on July 27, 1861, that Peter Stuyvesant, director general and com missary of the Privileged West India company at Fort Orange, the town ol Beverwyk (now Albany, counter signed a deed of sale from certain chiefs of the Mohawk valley unto Sieur Aren't Van Curler, called in Indian "Schonawa' (where Schenec- tady now stands), for certain num- Der of cargoes," presumably of cloths, arms, trinkets and rum. Schenectady was the second of the five Mohawk castles to be sold to the whites, who | found the flats cleared and the land already cultivated.
 Three years before this Alexander Lindsey Glen, the Highlander, had settled on a tract of land north of the Indian village of Schonawa and built himself mansion of stone under the protection and title of the MohaWks In 1865 he secured a patent for his lands on the north of the river, thus perfecting his title to Scotia"
 The mansion covers a large area The stone walls are thick and massive the rooms large and the ceilings lofty. The stone was quarried near by and the timbers cut from the largest trees of the forest. The logs were first hewn square and then guar tered with a whip-saw, making four timbers from each log. Wherever possible, joints were morticed and fastened with wooden pins. Even the
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sylvan deities formed it's religion. The beauty and richness of legend, in whose lap Ireland then slept, are ri valed by none perhaps, save those of classic Greece herself. Tradition SUD- plies an endless number of crags, hill sides and valleys, which were the sub jects of legendary lore, and which cap- tiyated the feelings of the Celt with an irresistible spell. The history of those times is obscured by the many myths and fables interwoven with the facts handed down to us. Amid all this vagueness, however, it is plain that, in the early stages of Ireland's career, she left upon the world the impress of a most excellent civilization and that her people possessed much merit and many virtues.
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Plan to Shift Hunuer,

An English clerk, suddenly dis missed the civil service, found himself obliged to retrench, and decided on two instead of three meals a day. He hit on the following device to recon cile his family to the change:
 The first evening he asked each of his six children what they preferred "a penny or supper? The penny was chosen with exclamation, and the chil dren went to bed happy. Next morn. ing, when they arose hungry, he rep resented to them that there was noth ing in the house, bat told them if they wished they could give their pennies to their mother to buy loaves and milk This they did with alacrity, pleased at their own importance.
 The game went on for 15 days-the children getting the coins after they were safe in bed--and after that time the father secured employment and re stored the custom of supper.
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1 Wid faces of fury and hearts full of hate They would curse the dear pigs, I'm ashamed to relate. They invoked all the planets and far as they knew, The fixed stars and comets, the sun and moon, too. Next the wraiths that inhabit the
 winds and the floods, Then they danced holy jigs in the scantiest of duds. But the pigs took no notice, but ate all the more, And the Druids saw Fate was now
 hard by the door. Then they prayed to the giants that
 ravaged the isle When ten foot of spine was the height
 of the style. There was one who from Mona oft
 waded to Wales, And one who in coughin' produced the
 wild gales. Another in sport tried to bridge the
 broad say, The Causeway in Ulster bears witness
 today. Then the one who at Powerscourt
 drank up the fall, An the one who complained Devils
 Bowl was too small The priests cursed the pigs loud and
 long, but no matter, On the snakes and their eggs they
 grew fatter and fatter. Oh, those were great times when the
 factions forgot What side they Were of, and what side
 they were not The thousand would follow all ieerin'
 the while The Druids who could them no longer
 beguile. When rivers they'd reach as the Bann
 or the Boyne, Baptized. they the ranks of believers
 would join. It was Patrick alanna, me turn at ye
 plaise Wid guyin' an Gospel the land was
 ablaze Such dippin' an plungin', baptizin'
 cOnfessin' Such prayin an preachin', such prim-
 pin an dressin' It was good for their souls and their
 bodies by token The record for bathing his saintship
 had broken, And thousands who'd never been lath-
 cred or rubbed, Had their skins an their sowls now
 most thoroughly scrubbed For the saint told them plainly for e'er
 they were shriven, That nothing onclanely was welkim
 in heaven. So the pigs ate the snakes and rooted
 up eggs From the round hill of Howth down
 to Bally-kil-begs,
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old Erin, he wears the best imitation he can find, and if he can get no shamrock, real or counterfeit, he wears a green necktie or a strip of green in his coat lapel.
 It was not many years ago that the more enthusiastic of the sons of Ire land on the day when they bedecked themselves with green would decline to tolerate the sight of yellow em- blem. Wonders of oranges and ba- nanas did well to keep their carts off the street. Even a belief in the same religion was not always sufficient to save orange sellers; that fruit was en- tirely too suggestive of the Orange mems association.
 In these days of increasing tole2a- tion there is less and less friction of this sort. The custom of giving Saint Patriek's day parades is gradually dy- ing out in this country. Many years ago the New York city council passed an ordinance imposing a penalty on anyone who abused an effigy of Saint Patrick, but no such law is now neces- sary. Patriotic Irish societies observe the day quietly, and there are services in the Catholic churches, especially in those ediffces named after the saint Even in Ireland there is less and less of bitterness between the wearers of the green and the yellow, and the crack of the shillalah is not so often heard as formerly to the accompanf- ment of the strains of St Patricks Day in the Mornin'." The attitude of Queen Victoria had much to do with bringing about this change of feeling
 It was the duchess of Buckingham and Chandos who, in Yoicing her ma jesty's sentiments, wrote these lines, which on each recurring Saint Pat rick's day find warm response in the hearts of the Irish soldiery:
 We're the most uplifted regiment,
 Bedad we're mortal keeni
 The shamrock's in our forage caps
 By order of the queen.
 This song bears date 1900, for it was In the last year of her reign that Vic toria, just before her memorable visit to Ireland, gave orders that her Irish regiments were to wear the shamrock In their headgear on Saint Patrick's day. That raised the national emblem of the island officially to the heart high position it had ever held in senti- ment. It was small and easy thing
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PerpIexinq Dou Question.

Winfield is sore perplexed The question which is now agitating the minds of the people there is whether Frank Mendenhalls bulldog committed suicide or died in foolish effort to keep friends from harm. The pup was with gang of men who were setting off dynamite charges. When they lit the fuses for the first charge they nat. urally ran to place of safety. The dog went with them part of the way but turned back and began to fight the burning fuses. He chased them up until they got right to the charge and then--well, the rest of this tale is toe sorrowful to relate. There was not enough of his dogship left to permit oi burial.-Kansas City Journal.
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OLD GENTLEMAN NOT PLEASED
Letters Inscription Certainly the Re.
 verse of FIatterine.

In the English club at Hongkong a white-haired old gentleman, who had come down from some northern port, was seated at dinner when he sudden ly became very excited He had been brought letter by a solemn-faced Chi nese butler, and he saw something on the outside of this letter which sent him downstairs two steps at a time to interview the hall porter When he came back he told us what was the matter. The hall porter had inscribed in the envelope, in Chinese, for the in- formation of the butler:
 This is for the old baboon with white fur"
 Unfortunately for the hall porter, the old gentleman was a first-class scholar in the Chinese language.
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We'll, the pigs went to rootin. bedad
The Great Men of Erin.

Who can forget the great seats of learning which adorned Ireland before the period of her strife? These drew men from far and wide to drink from the fountains of her knowledge, to sit in the light of her leaders of thought, and to receive from her lessons of sci ence, as men came from all parts of Egypt to receive the full ear of corn from Joseph. Are not the names of Sheridan, Oliver Goldsmith and Tom Moore an ornament to the worlds lit erature? And who can read the speeches of Curran, Grattan and Shell and fail to recognize true eloquence or those of Edmund Burke and Daniel OConnell and not realize what Ire land might have been under favorable conditions.
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woodwork in the interior is secured in this way. This was necessary be- cause in those days nails and spikes had to be hand-wrought by a black smith,
 Alexander Lindsey Glen died in 1885 and the estate passed to the youngest of his three sons, John Alex ander Glen, better known by the French and Indians as Maj Coudre. He married Anna Peek, the daughter of the settler from whom Peekskill takes it's name. Twentyeight years | after his fathers death John Alex ander moved his mansion 100 feet to the north on account of a slight change in the river bed which threat ened the foundations.
 Mai. Coudre" died in 1731 and the estate passed into the hands of Col. Jacob Glen, who had command of all the troops and militia west of Albany. It was then that the mansion began to be used as storehouse of public docu- ments.
 On the river side of the house, which was originally the front, is the old Dutch "stoop," whence one looks out where the Indians burned their prisoners.
 To the left of the roomy hall is the spacious library with it's wide fire place and magnificent view of the river. On all sides of the room are book shelves full of old English, Dutch and French classics in rare editions; bound volumes of the first newspa- pers, histories, diaries and dozens of volumes printed in the seventeenth century. One of the newspapers gives an account of King Washingtons Inauguration Speech" The paper is | dated May 6, 17S9, and was an "extra," notwithstanding the news was week old.
 On the walls are large paintings of | the most novel members of the family. | There is a full-length portrait of De- borah Glen, the greatest personality | in the family. Nearby is the smiling face of her playmate, John Sanders, as boy. He later became her hus- band and merged the Glen name with that of Sanders.
 nick in the mahogany ballustrade in the hall shows where an Indian hatchet, thrown in the heat of quarrel in the house, struck the wood after barely missing the head of the mis- tress, Deborah Glen. It is said that she put both the braves out of the house.
 One room contains the furniture and outfit of Robert Fulton, who was a rel ative of the family by marriage.
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IRELAND'S PLACE IN HISTORY

On St. Patrick's day, with tender heart and moist eye, we set before ourselves the far form of Ireland, gar landed with the deeds of the past, and bedecked with the colors of bygone days. The pages of Irish history are, without doubt, familiar to all. The brilliant lights and deep shadows, the intense joys and keen sorrows, the failures and triumphs which mark the annals of Erin are an old and familiar story.
 Her very early history contains an air of romance, and has, running through it, a depth of color which in vests it with a peculiar charm. In it's primal days Druid worship held the hearts of it's people and the cult oi
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Telephone Lines in Africa.

Hello, Central. Give me Upper Senegal" Telephone lines have been opened on the borders of Upper Sene. gal and the Central Niger region. The sections are from Kayu to Medine from Kati to Bammako, and, lastly one for the district of Kulikoro. These two last-mentioned lines are mutually connected. The price of a five-min. utes' conversation ranges from 10 to 15 cents, and the annual subscription amounts to $30. There is every reason to believe that in the course of a few Eonths Timbuktoo also will have its tslsEhone.
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Spread Christianity.

The coming of St. Patrick marked an epoch of spiritual glory in Ireland, which was the center of learning, and the youth of other lands flocked to her shores to receive the advantages of such an education as could be ob- tained only there.
 Her monks and scholars went forth to other nations diffusing the light of Christian and secular knowledge, propagating the truths of the gospel and bringing whole peoples into the fold of Christ.
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Lesson in Music.

Little Marions music teacher, while endeavoring to make plain to her the different note values, used an apple as an illustration. Cutting it in two, Marion announced: Those pieces are halves" On bisecting the halves, she replied Quarters" but when it came to dividing one quarter to bring out the idea of eighths, here was the wise response: That's a bite!"
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From the Gap of Dunloe to the Glen O
 the Downs, And Slieb-na-mon grandly Killarney's
 lake crowns. There was rootin' an Dreachin' an
 laughter an prayer, No wonder for Satan to leave must
 prepare. For barrin' the Saxon and whisky I'll
 say Saint Patrick has rid us of evil to-day. So now you all know how the snakes
 met their doom, And the class will its studies in Gaelic
 resume.
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Gladly Received the Word.

From the entry of St. Patrick, bear ing the message of peace and good will, Irelands record assumes a more precise form. The efforts of the apos- tie of Ireland were attended with a success at once pleasing and astound- ing. And the docility with which the people submitted to the word preached by him is an evidence of theig high regard for natural virtue.
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A Roland for an Oliver.

Miss An Teaque-Mrs. Sharp, I must say your little boy has been very bad ly brought up. He was very imperti- nent to me this morning.
 Mrs. Sharp-Indeed, my dear Miss Ann Teaque, it is not my fault, for am continually telling the dear child that above all things he must be re- spectful to old age and infirmity. Miss Ann Teaque-Well, I never.
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Twas the days of the hedge-school; Mullarky was then At the side of the ditch the most
 dreaded of men. Sure the flight of the bird, or the
 speed of the hare To watch for a moment there's no one
 would dare. An when circles and squares on the
 dirt he would trace, Twas amazin' the larnin' that showed
 in his face, While the thoughts that revolved in
 his towsy ould head Were deep and tremendous, himself
 often said. Religion, of coorse, was thame he
 well knew, Not your new-fangled notions, but stuff E that was true. Wid that he taught love for the sacred
 ould sod, Thus helpin' his kind, an so plasin his
 God. Now the seventeenth of March, reck-
 oned then by old style. The jewel of days in the darling ould
 isle, Was approachin' an so the good mas
 ther once more Gave taste to the byes av his legends
 an lore. Patrick banished the snakes and the
 sinners, you know, To place where 1 hope there will
 none of Us go That's the lagend accepted, but I have A tale that bates that out O mind out
 O sight At Tara he preached to the king and
 the chiefs His Decalougues, Catalogues, Psalms
 and beliefs. Once the king says to Patrick, "The
 Druids all say That you're settin' the minds of me
 Firbolgs astray. How can one be in three, and be one
 all the time?- Come, laddy-buck, answer in prose or
 in rhyme That's aisy," says Patrick, this dear
 little plant, (Praise God, twill be famous the
 oceans beyant- Has stalk all in one, but divides into
 three; Yet the shamrock is one, three in one,
 don't you see?" "Bedad" says the king, that bangs
 Banagher sure. Now, byes (to the Druids), ye now
 have the flure.'' But the sorra a word could those
 clargymin find; So from then his respect for the
 Druids declined. Now, Patrick, me byes, you need
 scarcely be tould, Was funny an tricky, though holy an
 bould So now of the Druids he'd got the
 whip hand Bethought him of blessings he'd show
 CT on the land. To the king then says he, For the
 favors you've shown, I'll put e'er a back and new legs to
 your throne. (Not manin' the taste disrespect, but
 you see The preachers don't speak such plain
 Irish as wei. In youth spalpeen taught me herdin'
 of swine Your majestys pardon, the fault was
 not mine. Let me here introduce the boneen an
 I'll go bail, Over the evils of Erin the pig will pre-
 vail Now the Druids held sarpints as sa-
 cred, you see; In England they larned that, betune
 you an me. They would cast up in line sometimes
 nearly a mile The sods all as one as a sarpint's pro-
 file, When this had been done, sorra one
 durst complain Though the land were his own and his
 fathers domain. It was sacred, and then for the sake
 of his sowl, He must part wid it, barrin' a sigh or
 growl Then the snakes represented were
 holy likewise An bit at their will all the colleens
 an byes. Well, the pigs went to rootin, bedad
 it was fun To watch the ould Druids when their
 ruin begun. "~~>-~>~~s->e---~~--->~~--~---
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One thousand, four hundred and forty-two years ago, on March 1T, according. to the most trustworthy a C c o u n t S, the death and beati- fication of Saint Patrick took place. That is why, on the anniversary of that event, the shamrock is worn by every loyal lrishman. If he cannot obtain a peol1ine leaf from
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Every Lover of Good Mu.;o

should take advantage of the offer the Jerome H. Remick Go. of New York make in the advertising columns of this paper to send for 70 cents the words and music Widow Opera, all the rage at present in London, Paris and New York.
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Why Found Together.

BIobbs-There seems to be.a strange affinity between a colored man and 8 chicken.
 Slobbs-Naturally One is de scended from Ham and the other from eggs,
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Settled That Alienation.

A Nevada judge, being told by an attorney that he was no gentleman, proved the contrary by battering the attorneys face with the statutes in such cases made and provided.
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True Generosity.

Ihey say very few authors sleep more than seven hours a day.
 But think how much slumber they furnish other people."-The Herald and Presbyter.
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The Biu Dent.

Martian Astronomer-By the rings of Saturn! If that extraordinary de. pression which recently appeared on earth isn't gradually disappearing!-'- Puck.
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"The poor you have alwavs u,;t, you sald woman to her husband. who had a mania for offering excuses
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You ought to be satisfied with nothing less than Natures laxative, Garfield Tea1 i'f1 Made Made of t Herbs, it overeomes constipation. Good Health anu oiines
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SHOWN QUITE PLAINLY.

Magistrate-The evidence shows that you threw flat iron and sauce- pan at your husband
 Mrs. Bulligan-Shure, an be the look on i'm it shows as hit i'm.
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A Swift Boat.

On it's official trip the British tor pedo boat destroyer Mohawk at- tained the record speed of a little over 39 milenuSap hour.
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It is perhaps too much to expect man with cold feet to extend the warm hand of fellowship.
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Malice supplies the want of age- Latin.
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woodwork in the interior is secured in this way. This was necessary be- cause in those days nails and spikes had to be handwrought by a black croith