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From under the shade of liersimple straw hat
She smiles at you, only a little shame-faced;
Her cold-tinted hair in a long braided plait
Reaches on either side down to her waist
Her rosy complexion, a soft pink and white,
Except whore the white has been warmed by
the sun,
Is glowing with health and eager delight.
As she pauses to speak to you after her run.
See with what freedom, what beautiful ease,
She leaps over hollows and mounds in her race:
Hear how she joyously laughs when the breeze
Tosses her hat off, and blows in her face!
It's only a p'ay-gown of liomliest cotton
She wears, that her finer silk dress may be
saved;
And happily, too, she has wholly forgotten
The nurse, and her charge to be better behaved
Must a timeeoine when this child’s way of eariug
For only the present enjoyment shall pass;
When she'll leant to take thought of the dress;
that she's wearing.
And grow rather fond of consulting the glass?
Well, nevermind: nothing really can change her:
Fair childhood will grow to as fair maidenhood:
Her unselfish, sweet nature is sate from all dan
ger:
I know she will always be channing and good.
For when she takes care of a still younger brother.
You see herstop short in the midst of her mirth,
Gravely and tenderly playing the mother:
Can there tie anything fairer on earth ?
So proud of her charge she appears, so de'ighted ;
Of all her perfections (indeed, they're a host].
This loving attention to others, united
With naive self-unconsciousness charms me the
most.
What hearts that unthinkingly under short jack
ets
Are beating to-day in a wonderful wise
About racing, or jumping, or cricket, or rackets,
One day will beat at a smile from those eyes !
Ah, how I envy the one that shall win her,
And see that sweet smile no ill humor shall
damp!
Shining across the spread table at dinner,
Or cheerfully bright ill tha light of the lamp 1
THREE LITTLE CHILDREN' FOUND A MAN LYIN’
“Dead, Ethelyn echoed the cousin. “To j word ceased to jar his senses, he, with a ling- |
whom do you refer »” | ering glance at Ethelyn, turned his back upon
“There was once but one man in the world • Margie Brooks.
) me, and his name was Mortimer Fairfax!” j Down the aisle he went with the look of a
ON hllE BEU'II.
Mr. Beecher on Amusements.
dangerous ones. 1 found my boys tit the age
oi fiftei 11 going to the Mansion Hoi se to play
billiards: 1 asked them not. to go and gave
I them a billiard-table at home. Now they
have no desire to go t o billiard saloons. There
is only one class in society that ought to have
no amusements, and that is those who do
nothing. They ought to have amusements for
penitentiaries. Toils and occupations should
be put upon the butterflies of society. The
classes who seek amusements most are those
who need them least; for amusements every
where are the alternative of work. The su
preme law of all amusements is that they
shall send a man back to his work refreshed
anil better than he was. The amusement,
which at its close leaves a man with the tide
out, is not the r ght kind of amusement.
tV h:l“ in Germany i noticed the beer gardens.
They have the very best music that can lie
had. 1 noticed a man anil woman, with
their four orflv; children and aunt or maiden
sister, come in and sit down, meanwhile re
freshing themselves with lager-beer, which
might jierhnps as w ell have been left out. But
when I see Americans going off alone and in
different directions for their amusement, I
would rather have the German habit with
the lager-beer than the American habit with
out.”
“ Moody and I.”
St. Jrouis Times.
“Bad news travels fast.” Therefore when
Mr. Moody yesterday denounced from the
platform of the First M. E. church the man
who was selling his and Mr. Kankey’s photo
graphs in front of the building, that enter
prising individual was not long in hearing of
j it. The voice with which he had cried:
i “'Ere's your e-o-r-r-e c-t p-h-t-o-g-r-n-p-h-s
; of the great evangelists, only f i-v-e-c-e-n-ts.”
1 began to have a shade more of sadness. He
stood his ground, manfully, however, and
| cried his wares until the last worshipper had
departed. Then as the shades of night were
! descending softly over the great city, eover-
' big up its sin and wickedness as with a cliar-
' itahle mantle, and as the impecunious indi-
vidua Is were skirmishing around for mate
rials for supper and a bed. he folded up his
j apparatus sadly and started to steal
iv,-w tA easiness; ’—for a sbirt.r
A Mail, wiau tove;
OR.
What Came of a Valen-
No! no! child.” „
ith that n'Vi’-LAliv.Y m3’
“Learn t-/ ,<,v “ **' ,u ■ . j i er n
recoiled with a s- .miner.
seen of lum < she saw.
Ethel.
“After what 1 hav
“Do not ask me to love
tine.
BY «’■ T.
CHAPTER I.
etiikllyn’s valentine.
St. Valentine’s day came m --- - - Feb _ eIS p,
with the ground bar*> rattled the 1 which
ruary snow squall. But the “ , u . e alld ! desola
shutters withal ea ^ . ^ as they beat j most_ entire
el«.*aran<l cold, : sea.
crested the
I to the window and looked out.
chapter II.
>'<’ 1 fnr f f SB" Ibat’ran down to tl.e
a ' enU lt was ft Place much frequented by lov-
ummer time : but at in*
Ethely:
The
scenes
often to
named Horace Dane,
long—in fact only since
south, one year prior
| story—but bis love wa:
. that made him a noble
s home was an ; jj er co i,tidaiite in in*
could not nerve her hen
jug him about Mortimor
Suitliian's. Site w ould -
in the South—a young niMiol-
Kie heart w as as passionate as the
that warm land. No, much as she
told him about her visit there, she kept back ,
—believing it no sin—the story ot Mortimor ,
were pangs connect-
t still tortured her
Vlortiinor Fairfax—
the orange groves j
ime upon two men •
etc. It charmed the | 'f™, K™£ik^iv upon him, and must j ‘ ,6 Trm«fix«rVith“hmrm' S by the sight she \
ev| S and* made it a point of iuterest to tbe I ™ Te elnUed him to the very bones. But he j wat ehed the combat, and saw Mortimor Fair '
-... «S5 i S5J asJSStfSSffi..
clear St. Valentine's ^ arms folded, but with one
iehTwrite, the noble walk presented a ; , md a lover
■late appearance, foi the boughs were ad , wealth whir
St entirely leafless, and the w inds of Feb- | llowers of t)
howled dismally
the lover's
pV,. f ii. \ , ... n*' 1 ' bile lUl
smiie. 1 ahe , Kaid with a faint
continued
and the accredited lielle of the J ^ ^ ghe tlir „ugh the shadow s and the m ^
A light smile danced to belt letters i His was a cold, sari face, hut the
heard his well-known rap, “ n “ brought j with a weird unnatural light.
IS he handed in at the open door, hr ug , ^ tw< , eveningK sti. cessic
a cry of delight to her In*. delight- j ill the damp aisle with bis eyes
‘‘One is a valentine, Margie. ^ near ' Lynn's home—fixed with that
ed heautv cried to her consul, 1K5 tman I seemed to declare him an exile
a fellow creature I The thought
rent to Ethelyn, and she resolved to return
to her New England home and banish Morti
mer Fairfax and everything connected with
him from her mind. But she found the lat
ter no easy task, for she had loved him. Still,
she made preparations for departure, and oil
the evening before she bade adieu to the
South, she encountered Mortimor Fairfax by
T^a token fromome lover once mo^ Or shall 1 stand ^p; t „,;.it in her rriative'.s home.
' . „ ! l±" n,,GI 'mv very life " or ^ I It was a meeting and a separation
“Do open
Brotiks. I. 1 ;" 1 ’ 1 ” I TintTl *mv very life t? oes out in mortal j W as a meeting ami a separation never to
of w e .i ° n auifest c'lriositV, the 1>r oke j t-lnflm 1 -* of day goes dreanlv out , )|e erased f rt , m the hearts of the pair.
♦w vale^nis^anddrewfo’ba^^lg^^.: Man never lovt^ as l^ love :j ..j slew him!” Mortimor Fairfax cried.
Margie j anvtlfiue" . Mva can *«»«» to love anything pei%. : oi'mUv''%J.'-‘' , ,ua " nev f '«<
th “ gl-iaming fell f ^'‘NoZe ItTd^t^howItSK
upon* the i ££
ousjk erodes with gentle ‘murmurs “- Jove tobacco they can lean, to love aw
and Mrooks was dead' ’ I ^ing. All amusempnr« * e , ai, ^r
(thing. All amusements ought ^ forI Jis servants. Ih,
occupation A g bt to counteract and I have to hustle/,.
•rd careth
reply aecompanieil ov a s>“ ' ^'“Wluit' will you not come I" he cried, af- i
erWes retunied to t ^.unicatmn which J ^ ' lni ‘ ute - s s .. ellce . “Do you know that 1
My valentine told you that 1 was
The contents oftl.ecoiri- a ^ ntine ; mn | ter a minute’ssdeme.
was headed‘Ethelyn Lyus
as follows:
,. ou once I ill Suitliian's,‘but it did not say tb^for two
s &l'uT S 4, mv darling- 1 8,n " e Sv i have nights 1 have watched in this lifeless a
3 and eJib know h 1 have j ieafless avenue, hoping to catch a gl.mpsi
* lerwl si "“ s ''^hifn^'> t « ne fVpul5) ,ld me I y His'lfps ciosed madly behind the last word,
w come to Sinthm^ ^ t ‘1 ^ , and wi , h th e terrible determination ot a man
re F°" V..„ ill tic love H i 1 R1 . ! coul t doom, rather than endure despair.
—IWiSS?
I ar.he angels will not remember it I ? nJuser,le ,' lts ; bVitmei* who°" gh * - brain
agams
iVitkooping of darkness upon t
I brains, they shouVria^thT* Withtheir
; lawyer who has
i ions for their amusement.
1 there are
are no provis'. - At<> ,
. . For instance, j thing of that
man to amuse himself in^tl,£ 0 * - a t ‘. Ier CT’
moi
suffered -njce^J
now
l° ve •*“!' Ml tic l° ve jiat’can any ! to court (loom, l amer n
now, Ethelj n. AU « tha^ at a ^ , ast > | he started up the aisle towards the house
for you, and no OJ , “^at^eas^L j ^ abnost ran as he advanced: Ins feet
man love. »VT . .. oU C n t trust that i seemed as eager as Ins Heart, ann
have <lrea Fthelyu \ k e happiest season he stood before Ktheiyn s
blight my.Mf- ni mako his cold, wet hands were rappin
woUn in the world . on the fountain
••I love thee anil I. fee N> keep its waters
mil in a short
home, anil
ipping fearfully
^HtTYremhled like a iced while lie waited j and say that no mail’s blood stains them I”
<IM - ,, ;* t hear lL “ pistol shot
th- tes carrieil out to sea in their
SS*the human
it not: eternity cannot grasp it!”
"Enough!” cried Ethelyn turning away.
“We must part now!"
“But not forever!”
“It were best for liotli forever,” she an
swered. "I have loved you, Mortimor Fair
fax: but I can only love one w hose hands are
white. I may never love again, but this I do
say, looking over the jewels of the past;
’Tis better to have loved and lost
Than never to have loved at all!” _ uilIJ
“Hear me ere you go! My love will bridge lim cecii during the last fortnight" ! billiards, butiwill ■ nor roll ten
the oceans that may lie between us. I will jut nv ms name. ’ j l? 1 ' 1 '’’but I do; nor ride fast, but I will •.n./r
win you vet.” Bun knpwjLynn. '* I Fbere is aniusemenc in walkin-r
“InqKissible! Can you hold up your hands Thtuad love of Mortimor Fairfax I ° n f - son,et biug to walk for. Horseback
riding is an amusemeut L„r ...I. K
selling 'em
Along conies a
young, man. You
eligious exercises,’
to cheese it, or to swa’lic- l)a ' e to,d hin ‘
sort a >vv ,J is clul,. or some-
The Yicxt morning it. aU'came'out. '^e^
It vy never to b- forgotten. j }f ,s ’ whlch , after all, are the coiwueme^of
Thenaiiwasj.orne i,7to the town,
Many had ^en ! i„ “’«».l (Applause.) I He lived
“Yon must have
with Mr. Moody:”
“That’s about what it
bad a large
experience
I first knew hi«,;Twasa“ ? ^ When
S y and bright for th Lynn :
“God bless you, tALtimeh Fairfax.’
i felt her face grow’
The belle of Suittper eyes fell upon the
old as she read, a r l>old broad hand, the
signature written , a nds, and she gave a
letter fell from ’ her cousin Margie,
light cry that stfeiynl” cried the cousin
‘•What is it«ai‘r, and gazing with con-
starting from U beautiful girl wl o stood
sternation up* centre of the room,
like a statue : l not reply. The voice of
But Etbelroduced no effect ; staring
M»rg'e Brtvindow with its flower iwts,
vacantly a to be dumb.
the lielle »e you going mad i Margie
“Ethel? her cousin's arm. ‘Tell me
cried, seitter!
what is roused Ethelyn.
The t.'ousin ?” she cried, falling into
“Ob ls . “I thought—aye. I have l*een
Nlargito hope that he was dead!”
so wi>
“Alas, no!”
“Then we part forever!”
Ante lay dead on the beach, amis- j horse j* 8 L an anvil and the rider a hammer
. >med away to hide her misery, and let bettedepfc the sleep of the pure and in the Bible. If do4 all sorts of ana onions an (
A wild almost insane erv of joy hurst from ; Mortimor Fairfax transfixed with agony ai» just, ^ ^ ^ n n fc Jwve a hereafter I doi?t believe he f wa^?f gar ? en rnick at him.
kn... rtx. . IK - ccer Matured thou t.k.> n u’ .*
for a response, and rhe littlng of the latch by
some orie inside, frightened ail his nature. ;
The door was <.j»ej«eti, and I t lelyn Lynn i
stood before the man. ! tnr
street and preach to a,!vbody'he couljlet t f °
hear him. There wasn't mu,',* . Vi g , et to
for we didn't think much Tin then
,K ‘- VS . to think he was a tt l ir P'T
his lips, and he put forth his hau ls, with in-j remorse.
tense yearning in his sad eyes. ; Many times Ethelyn recalled this scene soul, wn there, too.
“Ethelyn! Ethelyn!” he cried. “My love ! She heard his last words even in her Nej Th him at.Suilhian
has never for one moment abated. All my j Eng and home; but Horace Dane's maitj
<,- old ” ! love gradually forced them aloof, anil f'onhi
i lied, with a man’s blood upon his I JV l,m . "hat wali liecoine of Their
iW soul, wn there, too. P 1 I Gum,mg is a healthful
and
i
owners.
All my | Eng and home; but Horace Dane's iuaii| theyB coffin Ethelyn laid something j ^"’teach* 681 ’ f ° m®ke a gimiiarm-
x | now- Therms than he is
if stand prosperity. Vh*.„ a w “wilS * l 7‘"
'Mortimer Fairfax!” interrupted the girl i weeks prior to the reception of the valenti
with a loud cry,as she staggered from the door | she had forgotten them,
reeled heavily, anil fell in a swoon upon the j But now, fresher than ever they came I*
floor. ‘ i to her memory, for Fairfax had kept ;
The man started into the room; but was ! promise, for he was in Suithian’s by the i
confronted by Margie Brooks.
“Go!” she cried, imperatively and her
quivering finger pointed to the door and the
chilly world beyond. “We don’t want you
here, Mortimor Fairfax. You have fetched
more trouble into this house than volumes
could tell!”
He listened like a man liefore a judge that
knew no mercy, and when the echo of the last
with a face so haggard that Ethelyn p®
him from tbe bottom of her heart.
She made her cousin Margie promise
keep the secret of liis presence from her iv
lover, believing that the mad southffr
would depart after his reception the y
after St. Valentine’s.
The end of the inad, mad love was ry
near at hand.
It alentine!
SID® wife of Horace Dane.
It remembered that Mr. Edison
isfolthe fo<»tste|« of others in his
electgations. Forty years ago or
mon knew that a piece of carbon
or pit vacuum could lie made inean-
desc-'tricity.
I Ersssi’sj.'w S"" 17,
I think that billiards is one of ViT* r brains '
arnS&
EiEnglishwomen hire public ball I in “very mm iff ri.enT^A^WHia^taXle"with
stat
n is the clandestine amusements that a ”e
in.the back of the head "wi^a '2' Wt lu
lled catch him and promise ‘ ^'^ti*
j£ e t fome *? Sunday scln wl. h The^“^f
give him a class”’there”’X-nn rh ey wouldn’t
w-entout and got all the Ik-ia-T ’i, M,1< 1 80 be
come, and broufht them ta to
Don t you tell me taught them.
I don’t plank verv'liigh*in'T'r - s,lan!n **- ' r -
but if there ever w as «i," u! : KI °" niyseit,
he’s got it. You ought 'to ’h this
work with those l,o V s S As l h - e , t en bim
much thought of then I iim 'T" 1 ’, h £ " nsn ' t
<n...e u wien, Dut he worked all the
same. Then he got a ” boost Tn,
after a while he went p, K„ '
!h Ck fa, !T s - Chicago wa
then, and built him a" tabernacie. Then the
Concluded ou 8th page. -
Chicio-o “'“"pe and came
," as P r °ud of him
