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The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1908-06-11

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The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1908-04-09

tossed it across the table. Jack
smoothed it out deliberately and
read 1t was evidently part of a
letter
81 am coming to you, Child
Audrey / am longing to see you,
and in few months | can claim
you as my own. | am lonely and
sad without you. I will surely
come for you soon. Billy
Jack handed the. scrap Of writ
ing to Quentin, dazed look in his
face.
But she told me-" he muttered,
II am sure she loves you; and 1
thought it right for me to tell her
about Wllhelmina.''
Quentin stared at his chum
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1908-04-09

moment and then laughed deri-
sivelys
"Oh, you fool-you old foolr'
Then Quentin noted the Devil
derment and misery in Jacks eyes
and he continued less harshly:
You told her that and she be-
lieved She would not even let
me 60 to her long enough to thank
her for saving my life. l don't
know what that bit of letter means.
I found it down near the old beech.
If she did care for me you have
persuaded her that I love some one
else.'
audrey is Jack gasped.
Audrey is" Quentin finished,
"the woman / love-"
(To be concluded.)
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1908-04-09

The most selfish man we ever
knew never made it pay. He was
poor and unsuccessful in every un-
dertaking. The man could have
made a success in life had he recog-
nized the rights of others and been
less conceited as to his own ability.
The longer we live the more we be-
come convinced that decency pays.
A little public spirit pays. A little
loyalty to your town pays. When
= man becomes known as ahog his
business suffers. Atchison Globe.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1908-04-09
"Bircb Bark'' Series Of Essays.

~~~~

unable to find game, each one let
fly one or both barrels to see if he
could not add few black marks
to the honest board. There was
no cause for this wantonness.
Make the comparison, my boy.
Many a man-many an honored
woman-has stood for years, the
target of SANDER, yet swerved not
from the strict line of right and
honor. Itseems, as if every promi-
nent object, animate or inanimate,
must be the mark for fools to fire
at. m
There is secret in everything.
We cannot tell why the wind blows,
why the snow falls, why God exists,
why eternity is endless, why frost
locks and heat unlocks the bounti-
full storehouse of Nature;lwhy man
came on earth, why he leaves it;
why birds are Matched and babies
are born, why flowers bloom and
trees decay, why water flows and
earth is firm, why night is dark and
day is light; why vice follows civiliz-
alton as child followeth it's mother;
why death, so-called, follows dis
ease; why strife follows anger or
love follows friendship; why dis
gust often follows Indifference, and
revenge follows insult; why old age
follows manhood, success exertion,
want prodigality, or hope follows
fear; why man does this or fails to
do that. 1t is enough for us, my
boy, to know that these things are
80. There is a secret reason for
every action. a secret chamber in
every heart; and we should thank
God that we have the ability to
mind our own business, whether
others do or not.
And remember, as we walk along
thru life, that random shots are
never counted, and that the targets
oftenest fred at are the most promi-
nent ones. Remember this, and
that he who minds his own bust
ness builds wall about himself
that no shafts can penetrate; and
remember this, one secret of sue
cess and happiness is yours, my
boy. 1t requires courage, to go
right on, turning neither to the
right or left, but courage grows, if
we will encourage it. None but q
brave, truthful man can patiently
stand to be lied about and robbed
Of his good name year.after year,
but if he be of good material, he
will stand and shine at last as a
blessed example. And, my boy,
good examples are the ladders by
which men can climb directly into
the windows of Heaven.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1908-04-09
WHEREIN MY BOY IS AID.
VISED TO MIND HIS OWN
BUSINESS. \


VISED TO MIND HIS OWN
BUSINESS. \
HE great trouble is, my boy,
that too many people pay
more attention to the affairs
of others than to their own,
Mans head is not double barrelled
like a shotgun. God gave every
man head of his own, and he who
attends to his own business. has
quite enough to keep him reason
ably busy forever. People are
like wasps. Society is sugar bar
rel with the sweetness taken out.
Meddlers 20 buzzing and bunting
their heads against the soured
sides. There are thousands who
know nothing of their own bust
ness, but know all about the con-
Germs of their neighbors. We all
despise such folks, yet fall into
their errors. We say they are fools
and they are, my boy-and yet
adopt their peculiarities. Each
man has a duty-it is to himself,
and thru himself be benefits others.
There is no perfection on earth,
Walter. The. rainbow is but a part.
The day is half night. The sun
gives the shade. The deeper the
water the more beautiful the re-
.fectjon-but it is not the more
perfect. There is no picture with
out the background. What we
condemn in others are very often
the faults to be found in our own
hearts. Where others have failed
in part, you and might have
failed totally. Every street has
some filth. Every fence is loaded
with nails. Tear the boards or
pickets off, and the rusty heads
protrude to rend the beautiful
garments which in turn cover men,
tai deformity. The white cottage
and the brown mansion each hide
trouble from the world. If walls
could speak, thousands who now
listen would stop their ears in
anguish, and society would be
afraid of itself. IF the whole truth
of each of our lives was known.
few are there living who would not
seek strange land. If each act
of life was engraven on the fore
head, thick wells would be worn by
men and women, and their dying
requests would be to refrain from
lifting or removing them.
People talk, my boy, and know
not whereof they speak. They
retail ISLANDERS and scandal. to show
how foul is the dish most palatable
to them. Let you and I, my boy,
walk straight along. The path is
narrow. Brambles border our
road on either side. If we do not
stop to rest on their points, little
will they modest us. Let us each
mind our own business, and we
will never be out of employ.
Did you notice the guide board
we just passed, Walter, my boyP
For years has it stood there, truth
fully pointing the way. No harm
has it ever done. Some wanton
fool, from kicking old gun, sent
a charge of shot, marring, pepper
ing, and soaring it's truthful face.
As fools with loaded gums passed,
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1908-04-09
CHAPTER V.

silken blue above. 1t was mid
July. Sometimes Audrey sang
about her work but a pathetic note
in her voice always frightened her
soon into silence. q
Mrs. Hayward mounted the front
steps of the Shaw farm house,
trailing voluminous folds Of her
dress proudly over the Imprinted
boards, In the doorway Hester
Shaw stood with welcoming
smirk:
"Why, Mrs. Hayward; SO glad
you've come. I'm all.alone. Reu-
ben went to Langor this morning
to sell Bess. We don't need four
horses really, and Bess was no good
anyway. Audrey thought sight
of her, but we can't keep an extra
horse just for her whims."
"Ain't she here today?" asked
Mrs. Hayward, as she followed her
hostess into the prim little 'front
room," where the family portraits
looked down from the gloomy walls.
Hester Shaw was proud of her
parlor and the portraits but to
Audrey the room was hideous
dream. Outside, working deftly
in the tiny flower garden, below an
open window, she heard the ques-
ton and the color crept to her
cheeks at her aunt's reply.
sShe's here, of course, but then
she amt no company. [ Dunno"
she frowned speculatively, whats
the matter with that there girl.
She never was any good, but now
she just mopes and shirks all the
while. She don't earn her salt,
even."
Audrey glanced at the brown
hands wedding Miss Hester's
flowers; they were hard and bore
testimony of much toiling. The
sun beat down upon her head max
ing her feel faint, while inside the
cool room her aunt gossiped on:
"Why, ever since that fool prank
of her'n, when she stayed up there
at Passelton's all night, she has
acted sort O loony like. They've
spoiled her the way they've acted
since then; Blair Passelton aeon
in here to see her so often and
their gettin' her to try to act in
that play they're a-gettin' up"
"But," Mrs. Hay ward managed
to put in, 'they say that there Mr..
Burgess would ave drowned if it
hadn't been for her.
Miss Hester Shifted.
drowned! I guess not! Just
fool prank Of her'n. That girl
amt no good and never will be.
Well, l hope Maria has repented,
and knows what a trial she put
upon me by dyin' and leavin' that
girl. Goodness knows I've done
my duty by her if she amt
But Audrey heard no more. Her
eyes had unconsciously turned
towards the white road and a
shrinking look came into them as
she recognized figure coming
slowly over the crest of the low
hill. Slipping from the tangle OF
flowers, she sped around the house
and ran softly up to her room.
Crouching down by the single
small window overlooking the road,
she heard Quentin's voice. He
asked for her. Then he left a
message, saying he wanted to tell
her his gratitude. He would come
again tomorrow. She watched him
striding slowly away and then
she flung herself upon the little
bed and buried her face in the
pillow.
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1908-04-09
Out Of the mist.
HSbert Serial Story.
BY G. X. W.

the image In the Slluou ITdIHo
then caught her breath in a re-
proachful whisper.
"And he loves her. Oh, if il
could only have been some Other
not her-not her~
She did not hear the light s eE
on the stairs, nor the voice that
called her name softly. The shad.
ows had heightened and crept
towards her as if to shrond the ex-
preston of yearning In her face
Not until she felt the carressing
touch on her bowed head did she
know that Blair stood beside her.
She was afraid to lift her face
afraid that she might look her
thoughts into the eyes of another:
but she put out her hand and
Blair's closed over it, with that
quick sympathetic intuition which
is woman's legacy.
Audrey and her voice was
tender with comforting solicitude;
II have come for you. We must
be at the hall early, you know, SO
we can have plenty of time to make
up 1t sounds funny to use that
word, doesn't it?" Blair laughed
cheeringly, and Audrey raised her
face and smiled in touching re-
Spouse.
She busted herself with her tot
let, while Blair continued:
'"They have sold a great many
tickets and they say the hall will
be crowded. / am sure the play
is going to be a success, aren't you?
You're the star, you know"
II wish / we're a STAR" and Aud
rey looked wistfully out of the
window.
Together they went out into the
already gathering twilight, and
walked up the darkening road to
the town. AS they entered the
village they found the narrow main
street thronged with vehicles and
people. All over Wiscoy county
news of the play had spread and
curiosity ran rife concerning it.
There were wild rumors Of the girl
who was to take the leading role;
her beauty; her mysterious appear
ance in the eyes of the community
her daring rescue of the man cap
sized at the Rollete Rapids, and
those who came from surrounding
neighborhoods were crafty anxious
to see her.
Berriman and Quentin found the
new Town Hall already we'll packed.
ImpatientIy all eyes were fixed
upon the unresponsive curtain.
Among the restless audience the
two took their seats in silence.
just in front of him, Berriman
noticed a girl in scarlet with fan;
in the coils of her dark hair a
single red flower famed. The
firm upward curve of her throat
reminded him of Wilhelmina. He
stared at her, his mind searching
out cherished memories of the past.
Even when she turned to speak to
her companion he was not disap-
pointed in his thought; the face
was very different and yet it re-
sembled that of the girl of the
past.
He was aware of breathless
hush. Themist Of memory drifted
away; the soft strains of music
ceased. and he saw garden and
one who fingered in the lime light
there. Lovelier than white stoled
lily she looked. Was it Audrey
the little maid of the woods? She
walked slowly among the flowers,
the ripple of her dark hair about
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1908-04-09

and WhlSpered:
"Willyoutak message to her?''
"What shall I say
"Tell her-wait- j will write it,
4 He scrubbed atew lines hurriedly
in Q note book, tore the page out
and gave it to Jack.
Behind the scenes Audrey stood
near Blair and listened in silence
to the praise from the other mem
bers.
"You were wonderful, Audrey, :"
Barden congratulated enthusiastic
ally. by Jove, this is night
that'll not be forgotten very soon.'
Audrey looked at him in sudden
interest.
"No," she agreed, :lt will not be
forgotten soon. Mr.. Hayward"
she continued quickly, ''what is
there beyond those mountains?"
There is a good deal OF forest"
he answered absently.
She stood looking out Of the
window at the moon when Berri-
man appeared.
Audrey" he said, going to her,
Il have message for you"
"From Mr.. Burgess?" and she
reached out and took the slip of
paper.
She read it slowly. Just few
words thanking her for the pleasure
she was giving and begging to be
allowed to thank her in person for
that other great service. She
folded it up again ana smiled
ulously up at Jack.
"Why do you and your friend
stay here?"
He answered eagerly: "It was
wrong for him to stay so long.
but"
She stopped him with gesture.
ooh, no; he does not know-he
does not dream thai" her voice
left the sentence incomplete. "Tell
him." her voice resumed after a
pause, "tell him-anything to keep
him from coming here" She un-
folded the note again and quickly
wrote on the back of it.
'"And tonight, after the play is
over, give him this. Now, good
bye"
There was vague uneaslness in
his heart as he made his way back
to Quentin. Then he remembered
he had forgotten to tell her they
were leaving Wiscoy on the NOR
row.
At last the play ended. There
was burst of prolonged applause.
The curtain went up again. With
quick glide Audrey disengaged
herself from the tableau, her lips
slightly parted. A thrill of expect
alton ran thru the audience. The
other members of the little group
on the stage turned their eyes,
with curious amazement, upon the
slender figure in clinging rose
color. Quentin half rose as her
eyes swept over the assemblage
and held his own. She moved
forward step and thru the hush
her voice came straight to him.
"Good- bye!'
A night wind had awakened and
beat mischievously in the faces
that thronged out of the hall.
Quentin walked slowly-dreaming.
In the seclusion of their room,
Jack remembered the note Audrey
had written and taking it from his
pocket he handed it to Burgess.
"She told me-" he began. but
what he intended to say was left
unfinished as he saw Quentin let
the note futter to the table and
The mirror. (Stillwater, Minn.) 1894-1925, 1908-04-09

HE great trouble is, my boy,
that too many people pay
more attention to the affairs
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1908-11-13

Bacon is fine when baked in the oven.
Pour off the grease frequently
A bit of alcohol on a soft cloth win
make your glasses shine and save your
eyes.
A slate hung in the kitchen is very
handy thing on which to note things to
be ordered from town.
Watch the butter milk and be sure
you are not losing lots of butter fat
Little leakages cause big losses in
the aggregate. Remember that.
Young ewes should as a rule never
be bred under IA months.
When through using a tool, or ma
chine, put 1t up.
Feed the horses regularly. Irresu-
lar feeding encourages boiling OF food.
leading to indigestion.
1t is no longer a question: Does the
silo pay? Rather, what is the best
method of handling the sllo?
Don't forget that charcoal is gooo
for the hogs, salt, also. Have 1t where
they can help themselves.
The road horse stuffed with nay
makes poor traveller. Feed light on
hay and heavier on oats when using
the horses much.
Large animals consume less POUNDS
of dry material per 1000 pounds live
weight than do small ones.
Kerosene will start Il stove fire all
right, but no wise woman will use it..
Dry corncobs are nearly as good and a
great deal safer
Dipping the ends or corners of arti.
cles to be hung on the clothes line In
very strong salt water win prevent the
part from freezing and makes Il easy
to put on the clothespinS
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1908-11-13
poNr,s FOR cHURcHMEN.

Don't be a wilmer if you would be a
winner.
Don't forget that silent goodness
speaks loudest.
Don't overlook the fact that difficult
ties are but doors of delight.
Don't shrink from pain If you would
impart lofty discipline to the soul.
Don't forget that 1t is the common
good that really counts for most after
all.
Don't expect to be rated according
Ia your exceptional virtues IL you clas-
sifv Others according to their excep-
tional faults.
Don't rely on a big reputation, for
II may be built out of very small
character.
DON'T forget that nothing sets per
son so much out of the devils reach
as humility.
Don't fail TO observe that people who
are farsightel for faults are nearsight-
ed for virtues.
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1908-11-13
SHORT METER SERMONS.

Love disarms death.
No truth is learned until it Is lived.
Uprightness is mostly a matter Of
backbone.
The heart of any reform lies in the
reform of the heart.
The religion that goes farthest be-
gins with those nearest.
It's hard raising fruit in the heart
that is filed with freight.
Lazy people are always loyal to the
letter of the Sabbath law.
Many man keeps his hands white
at the expense of his heart.
Each days chances to serve are op-
portunities to offer sacrifice.
Half of a new truth is better than
the whole of an outgrown one.
Some men have faith in God only as
a refuge from the fear of men.
The hardest test of love is what 1t
does with the unlovely and unloving.
Folks who are most hungry for fame
often give others nothing but blame.
There are churches where the poor
est way to make heaven attractive
would be to call it the home of the
eternal choirs.
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1908-11-13
OUR COMMON LIFE.

By Henry F. Cope.
For none Of Us liveth to himself" -
Romans, XIV. Z.
Whatever we have, we have through
the aid of others; all that we have. we
have for the aid of others. OF our own
unaided strength we could gain or
make nothing. Holding aught that we
have for our own exclusively, 1t be-
comes as nothing TO us. Cooperation
in production and sharing In use and
enjoyment are the twin secrets of
rightly adjusted harmonious living,
Forgetting either of these simple
principles we come either to inner mis-
cry or to outer failure. We never can
get along with life unless we will take
II on its own terms; Invariably these
are mutual service and sacrifice. Ev-
cry tree in the forest gives its life
to all others and gains its life from
all other life. Individualism is impos-
sible normally
Mutual service and sacrifice alone
are normal. The secret of living with
others is living for them our indebt-
edness to them we cannot escape; to
endeavor to avoid the payment of the
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1908-11-13
To Kin lunck Grass.

Quack grass is sometimes known as
Johnson grass, and also by other
names. 1t is useless to attempt to get
rid of 1t after the land has been plant
ed to a crop. Now is a good time to
consider fighting it. Plow the land late
in the fall, just before winter begins,
Pillow just deep enough to get under the
roots, leaving as much of them as pos
slble exposed to the frost of winter.
These exposed roots will be destroyed.
In the spring harrow or rake over the
roots repeatedly, doing the work over
and over again until almost every root
is removed, and then plant the soil to
potatoes or corn and give thorough cul-
tivation.
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1908-11-13
Handling AIfaIsa'a Crop.

Methods Of handling the alfalfa crop
from the time Of seeding until 1t Is In
the barn in the form of weu-cured hay
are given by the Wisconsin Station bull
letin. In brief, it is as follows: The
best soil for alfalfa is a rich clay loan
over a gravelly subsoil. 1t is best on
well-cultiyated soils. II the nitrogen
forming bacteria are not In the soil,
the soil should be inoculated Spring
sowing is the best. Where ground is
inclined to be weedy use a nurse crop,
barley sown at the rate of three packs
to the acre being the best. Thin seed
ing of the nurse crop is preferable.
Twenty pounds of alfalfa seed per acre
is recommended. The year following
the seeding three good crops of hay can
be expected. Cut when about one-tenth
of plants are in bloom and on a morn
ing after the dew has disappeared on
a day that promises fair weather Cut
stubble at least an inch high. In the
afternoon of the day cut, rake and put
into small cocks These cocks can be
covered with light cotton duck caps
and left until the hay is thoroughly
cured.
Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1908-11-13

scented in the cut. Made of good lum-
Der, the only iron about it Is the ham
die at each end, by which to push or
pull 1t along the feeding alley in front
Of the cows which are to be fed, and
the trucks on which it is mounted. The
wheels procured, any good blacksmith
can make this, so that the truck is by
no means difficult to construct. 1t
should be about feet wide, 20 inches
deep and AZ feet long. Silage can be
conveyed In it from the silo to the
managers very readily. If the silo Is
some distance away it will save much
hard work, indeed.--Fred o. Sibley, in
Farm and Home.