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TALK ABOUT BOOKS-
What io Read and What to Shun.
Mrs. Roddey’s Experience Makes
This List Valnable.
During the past two months twelve let
ters have come to me from girls who read
the Sunny South (six of whom are mem
bers of the household) asking me to “map
out a line of reading for me. Name some
books that you think will be beneficial
and Instructive for me to read;** “please
make some suggestions as to the books
you think best suited for girls to read;”
“please name the books that "are more
necessary to one who intends making lit
erature a profession,” etc., etc., etc.
Girls, if you were seated with me on this
shady, rose-scented piazza, I could talk
to you much more freely than I can write
to you; for spoken words die away on the
air, but written words live for many eyes
to read, therefore we should ever be care
ful as to our written words. That secret
of what to write and what to leave un
written has been grasped in its full sig
nificance by the old masters of literature,
and therein lies their charm. We are not
forced to read many superfluous words to
obtain the truths they seek to teach. If I
could ask you what books you have read,
I would know better how to begin this,
but as that is impossible, and as it is also
impossible for me to reply to each letter
separately, I will give a few' ideas about
the books from which one can derive both
benefit and entertainment, minus the al
loy of sensualism and sensationalism. I
take it for granted that you are familiar
with Dickens, Thackeray, Scott, Shake
speare. Johnson. Burns. Byron, Moore,
Longfellow’, Whittier, Lowell, Cooper,
Irving, Emerson. Ruskin, Shelley, \\ ords-
worth, Southey and Poe, as a knowledge
of the works and lives of the aforemen
tioned writers should be a part of every
child’s education. Twelve fine books
should be read by every child every year
affpr the child is seven years old—as one
book a month, taken along with the les
sons, is as much as a child’s mind can
undertake. Mothers should permit no
trashy hooks to be brought to their
homes; many lives are spoiled by trashy
novels. You may think this a very broad
assertion, but it is true. When you see a
book on a friend’s table, or In a railway
car, and glance at the name of the au
thor. unless you are acquainted with the
life and works of that author, lay the
book aside. Be as careful in your choice
of the people whose written thoughts you
read, as you are in the choice of the
people whose spoken words you hear.
Don’t read promiscuously. Don’t read
for a pastime. Time spent reading a bad
book, is time from reading a good
book.
If you are studying history, read Scott,
Irving and Hawthorne.
Read Ruskin, Emerson and Lowell
along with your studies in mental and
moral philosophy. Your lessons In litera
ture are not thoroughly comprehended
unless you read Dickens. Johnson, Words
worth Southey. Addison. Pope. Milton and
Spenser. Of course no one person can
read all the works of all the masters—
hut all persons should read at least three
of the works of all the masters. So we
take it for granted that your education
is finished, and that that education in
cluded the studies of the lives and writ
ings of the pioneers of English, French.
German and American literature; and we
also suppose that you have interspersed
this course of necessary reading with oc
casional glances into the bright and
harmless novels of Mrs. Hungerford. May
Agnes Fleming. Mary Cecil Hay. Amelia
E. Barr. Henry James and others along
that line: for a little mental relaxation is
as desirable and as necessary as physical
relaxation.
To one who wishes to make literature a
profession. I give this advice: read at
least one historical and one biographical
work each month; read and study George
Eliot's ’ Silas Marner.” “The Mill on the
Floss.” “Romola” and “Middlemarch.”
Read Adam Bede” if you want to. though
that is not necessary. Be sure to read
“Robert Elsmere” by Mrs. Ward, and “A
Knight Errant” and “Donovan.” by Edna
Lvall. Read the historical novels of Lou
isa Muhlbach, if you have plenty of time.
Read R. D. Blackmore’3 “Lorna Doone,”
and “Dariel;” Charlotte Bronte’s “Jane
Eyre;” Bulwer Lytton’s “What Will He
Do With It?”; “Last Days of Pompeii”
and “Devereaux.” And of course read
and study Tenr.yson. Shun any contact
with the written thoughts of Marie Co
relli, Olive Schreiner, Laura Jean Libbey,
Bertha Clay and Milman. I have read
some of their works, and I speak truly
when I tell you that the time I spent in
reading them was absolutely wasted.
Read the best of the many books by
Frances Hodgson Burnett—just enough of
them to be able to quote from her- books
—ditto Rider Haggard, Wilkie Collins and
George Meredith.
Devote some time and study to the easy
and graceful style of Grace King. Hamlin
Garland. Captain Charles King, George
W. Cable, Joel Chandler Harris and Bret
Harte
For ideas cn colonial life read a work
or two of Alice Morse Earle. For vari
ety in style read and compare Lilian
Bell, Mary E. Wilkins, Julia Magruder,
Mary N. Murfree, Mrs. Burton Harrison,
Mary J. Holmes, Marian Harland, Helen
Hunt Jackson, and Sarah Orne Jewett.
Carefully study the works of Victor
Hugo, W. D. Howells, Julian Hawthorne,
Lyman Abbott, Edward W. Bok, Thomas
Nelson Page, Ruth McEnery Stewart,
Margaret Bottome, and Rudyard Kip
ling. Be sure and read the sweet home
novels of Rosa N. Carey, Marian Harland
and Marietta Holley.
Make the acquaintance of Hall Caine,
Edward Bellamy, R. D. Davis, I. Zang-
will. F. Hopkinson Smith. Mrs. Julia Tru
itt Bishop, John Kendrick Bangs, Jerome
K. Jerome, Ralph Waldo Trine, Henry
Drummond, and George Ebers.
If you like humorists, read Mark Twain,
Bill Nye and Frank R. Stockton.
Of course you read the leading maga
zines, therefore we suppose all the lead
ing sketch and article writers are famil
iar. If your parents give you ten dollars
to spend for books and you ask me what
hooks to buy, I answer, buy no books, but
subscribe for magazines. Send in your
subscription to The Outlook; it is weekly,
and one of the finest magazines published.
One dollar will insure you twelve copies
of the Cosmopolitan, which will be worth
equally as much to you as twelve books,
and if you have the money, subscribe for
The Forum, Harper’s and The Century.
Harper’s Monthly, The Century, and
Leslie’s Popular Monthly; Godey’s and
Peterson’s have been regular comers to
my home ever since I can remember. Now
Godey’s and Peterson’saremergedinto Mr.
Munsey’s publications, and I read all of
them, though ’Munsey’s is better than ei
ther Puritan, Argosy or Quaker. The La
dles’ Home Journal and Woman’s Home
Companion come regularly to me, as do
Review of Reviews, Lippincott’s and the
Pall Mall Magazine. So you see I speak
advisedly when I tell you to subscribe
for a good magazine in preference to
buying a book. Many of you are probably
enjoying the Home Study Circles in the
Louisville Courier Journal, and the New
Orleans Tlmes-Democrat. I am sure I
find the Circles both entertaining and in
structive, and if you haven’t time to read
them now, clip them out, paste in an al
bum and read them next winter. And you
are going shopping soon, “summer shop
ping,” you’ll call it, and you’ll see a hat
that is “perfectly lovely” and a dress that
is “just too beautiful for anything.” Buy
a hat that Is one dollar cheaper than the
“perfectly lovely” one, and use the dollar
to subscribe for a good magazine—Ladies' .
Home Journal, Cosmopolitan, Munsey,
Woman’s Home Companion, Puritan, etc.,
etc., etc. Any one of them can be se
cured for one dollar. Buy a dress that
you can get for three dollars less than
IN THE LIBRARY CORNER.
ARTHUR T. QUILLER-COUCH.
Arthur T. Quiller-Couch, whose new
romance, “The Ship of Stars,” began in
the April Scribner, was chosen from
among all the writers of the day as best
fitted to conclude “St. Ives.” the late
Robert Louis Stevenson’s unpublished ro
mance.
That fact gives some idea of how he
is regarded by the foremost literary men
of his time. But notwithstanding this,
and notwithstanding his great reputation
in England, where he is widely read by
the public and is highly praised by crit
ics and fellowcraftsmen—especially by his
early and discerning admirer, J. M. Bar
rie—there are many lovers of good books
in this country who have yet tc realize
the full literary importance of this vig
orous Cornishman.
He has done for cne rugged west coast
of England and its quaint characters and
romantic history what Thomas Nelson
Page has done for Virginia and Miss
Mary E. Wilkins for New P^ngland. He
is so devoted to his native Cornwall that
he prefers to live there in comparative
retirement despite the attractions of Lon
don.
The very conditions that keep him out
of the run of current London literary
gossip largely account for his “crisp,
long stories, in which no fog. moral or
physical, finds any shelter.” and for his
being placed “among the most imagina-
International Cyclopedia. but can be
recommended as an admirable summing
up of the record of and advance in all
branches of human activity during the
past year. The volume is edited by
Frank Moore Colby, M. A., professor of
economics at the University of New
York, assisted by eminent specialists.
Among the most interesting and timely
articles w r e note those on the Spanish-
American war, the Kitchener expedition,
the Dreyfus affair, Gladstone. Bismarck,
George A. Waring, Seidl, autophotogra
phy. liquid air, the czar’s disarmament
scheme, Nicaragua canal, etc.
rou must pay for th6 “just te'o beautV u‘ ({ MR. ART****!? T 0*111 » r «
me and subscribe at onco t'oi ‘ Llppinc ~
or The Century, or Harper’s, and next win
ter when the hat and dress will be packed
away, useless, you can spend the rainy
days, and the long cold evenings very
pleasantly and profitably with your mag
azines. An hour spent reading a fine
magazine is worth ten times more to you
than two hours spent in the parlor talk
ing to a senseless, aimless social swell.
Girls, if you haven't a taste for reading,
exert yourselves to cultivate a taste for
and love for good literature. For good
literature is ennobling, elevating, instruc
tive, and beneficial. Some of you may
think that I am a fanatic on this subject—
if I am I thank the good Lord for inspir
ing me w’ith the fanaticism, for from
books and magazines I can glean sheaves
of beautiful thoughts. Reading these
books and magazines is communion with
the hrigntesi minds in the w’orld. Girls,
do not allow’ yourselves to become apa
thetic about vour reading, and as reading
has its abuses as well as its uses, you
must learn to discriminate. Later I will
give you a short chat on the books an 1
authors suitable to different tempera
ments. SYLVAN GLENN.
Sylvan, Ala.
Famous Rings.
From Harper’s Bazaar.
The smallest wedding ring was that
used at the marriage of Mary, daughter
of Henry VIII to the Dauphin of France,
sen of Francis I. The Dauphin was born
February 2S, 1518, and as a matter of state
policy and tc bring about a union with
England he was married, according to the
custom of the time, when eight months
old, to the princess, who was two years,
old. She wore a cap of black velvet,
covered with jew*els, and a dress of cloth
of gold. Cardinal Wolsey handed the ring
and performed mass.
The beautiful Miss Gunning, according
to Horace Walpole, was married to the
Duke of Hamilton with a curtain ring, his
grace being hasty, in Mayfair chapel, and
at 12:30 at night. In Ireland, among the
Impoverished peasants, hired wedding
rings are often used. In the Greek cere
mony the priest gives a silver ring to the
bride and a gold one to the groom.
Numerous persons claim to possess the
fatal ring given by Elizabeth to the Earl
of Essex—the one which the Countess of
Nottingham cruelly w’lthheld—while he
lay under sentence of death. It Is said
that in 1564, when Mary Stuart married
Darnley, her royal cousin sent this very
ring in token of her highest regard—re
gard which history proved worthless. The
ring exhibited as that of Lady Frances
Devereux, daughter of Essex, appears
the most authentic. It was made for a
lady’s finger and subsequently enlarged,
with a portrait of the queen in sardonyx.
Lady Scroope dropped a sapphire ring
from the palace window to announce the
death of Elizabeth: her brother hastened
with the greatest of speed to deliver it
to the Scotch prince.
Rings as tokens or pledges for loans
were made for Queen Henrietta while in
Holland trying to raise money and troops
tor her ill-starred husband. “H. M. R.”
was done in filigree upon them and cov
ered with a crystal: these were to have
teen redeemed by favors if the royal
cause prospered. A topaz set in silver
with diamond and rubies was given as
pledge to the Penderell brothers for sav
ing Charles II in the oak tree after the
battle of Worcester, and a yearly pen
sion of £500 was conferred on the family
ferever.
tive and poetic of the latev English nov
elists.”
The new novel. “The or Stars,”
upon which he has been engaged for
some time, is one of the few long stories
he has written. It is a love story, of
course, full of beautiful and tender col
or—the sea. old houses, old families and
strange haDPenincs—and a bit of Oxford
life.
Beginning witn the heroe’s odd boy-
life. with its dreams and adventures and
its whimsical sweetness, the later chap
ters rise to a high key of adventure and
action. It is safe to predict that the
readers of “The Ship of Stars” will dis
cover a new literary pleasure and a mas
terly talent which deserves the reputa
tion already attaching to it in Great
Britain.
* % *
Languages form over 62 per cent of the
studies of freshmen in the department of
arts and sciences in Cornell university,
and over 52 per cent in the sophomore
year. Languages, philosophy, history
and political science form 75 per cent of
the studies of freshmen and over 85 per
cent of the studies of sophomores in this
same department of arts and sciences.
It is obvious that “sciences” is the small
end of this department, although Cornell
is often spoken of as a scientific institu
tion.
His Weak Spot.
From the Cleveland Plain Dealer.
“Dorothy, how on earth did you get a
proposal out of that crusty old bachelor?”
“Well. I pretended to like the things to
eat tl^at he does.”
The Scribners announce for publication
this spring an important art work by
Leader Scott. It is called the “Cathe
dral Builders; the Story of a Great
Guild.” and will contain eighty very fine
full-page illustrations. This is the first
book the author has written for some
time and will undoubted^* sustain the
reputation which he gained by such
works as “The Renaissance of Art in
Italy” and “The Tuscan Studies.”
Cassell & Co.. 7 and 9 West ISth street.
New York, announce a new work by R.
Kearton F. Z. S., “Wild Life at Home;
How to Study and Photograph It,” w’ith
one hundred illustrations from photo
graphs taken direct from nature by Cher
ry Kearton. Extra crown Svo. cloth gilt,
$1.50.
In this new book Mr. Kearton displays
further signs of striking originality and
ingenuity in the study and portrayal of
wild birds, beasts and insects. He and
his brother have gone to great expense,
labor and pains in order to excel even
themselves, and still further illustrate
what may be accomplished with the cam
era by skill and perseverance. Some of
their new devices and the wonderful pic
tures which they have obtained by
means of them, will astonish naturalists
and photographers: and this new book
not only shows how they work, but con
tains the cream of their natural history
studies for 1*9S. When it is stated that
the book contains pictures of a skylark
feeding her young in the middle of a
ten-acre field, a pied black bird at her
nest, a great skua In the act of knocking
a man’s cap off his head, a lizard bask
ing in the sun. fish swimming in the wa
ter leverets in their form, a humble bee
asleep on a blue bell and butterflies on
flowers, all photographed direct from na
ture. it willl seem that the volume is a
worthy succcessor of the author’s now
famous book, “With Nature and a Cam
era.” It is like alll Mr. Kearton's
works, thoroughly popular, original and
interesting, and'tells in the frankest man
ner possible how any amateur photo
grapher may secure beautiful photo
graphs similar to those for which he and
his brother have become famous.
Perhaps the most important year book
for the year 1598 is that published by
A GREAT NOVEL.
To the novel reading public the~ t well-
known Ibsen actress. Miss Elizabeth
Robins, is a benefactor. This clever au
thor has been writing for several years
under the pseudonym. “C. E. Raimond,”
and her identity was never suspected
until last autumn when “The Open Ques
tion” appeared in England, and set the lit
erary detectives by the ears.
She deplores the sagacity of the Pink
ertons of literature, inasmuch as she
thinks now that all critics will be trying
to discover Ibsen’s influence in her novels.
In the “Open Question” the author has
given us a book of unusual force and
pow^r. There is a seething whirl of pas
sion that sweeps the reader on to a
breathless close and drowns criticism in
a wave of sympathetic emotion.
Though the book has been the topic of
conversation for some months it only
made its appearance in America last Feb
ruary through Messrs. Harper Brothers
of New York.
The noted artist, Whistler, has pro
nounced it, in his estimation, the novel
of the age, and at some time or other
we may look for an edition with appro
priate illustrations from his brush. “Dr.
Kellner,” the great German savant, is
another celebrity who was struck at first
sight with the artistic power of the novel.
As soon as he had read it he wrote to
Miss Robins, asking that he be permitted
to translate it into German. With such
a European record behind this book, it
is of interest to note its reception In the
author's native country. New York crit
ics are very much divided in their opin
ions. but all agree that it is a novel of
unusual power, and one that is destined
to be talked about through the length and
breadth of the land. One critic said that
it was one of the great American novels.
Another was certain that it was any
thing but that, and while admitting the
genius of the writer, condemned the book
severely. The opinions of other critics
have varied between these extremes, but
they have all given the book the full dis
cussion which It merited. The novel
which has created such ~a literary sen
sation on both sides of the Atlantic is
called "A Tale of Two Temperaments,”
and is a study of an American family that
has degenerated through long-continued
.ntermarriage *and inherited disease. This
family—the Ganos—were very prominent
southern people and were reduced to pov
erty by the war, after which they remov
ed to a small town somewhere in the
Middle states, where the greater part of
the scene is laid. Ethan Gano, the hero
of the story, was brought up by his ma
ternal grandfather In Boston, and Val
Gano in the country town in the Middle
tater*. The first half of the book de-
^ youth of each. Ethan has
1*1 * f.reat forturia B-pm hla grand-
Y*i, i'a*. oAvjii.; \cr'
most in poverty. Matters are ait such a
stage when Ethan, after years of Euro
pean llfe, r come5 back" to Mrs. Gano and
Val. It is the first time Val has seen
him. She has heard much about him, has
written to him, and, has dreamed of seeing
him. She falls in love with him at first
sight, and he returns her love. Outlined
briefly, the points of the tragedy that
follow are these: They have decided to
marry, when Ethan has a long conversa
tion with Val’s father, who knows noth
ing of his daughter’s love for Ethan.
Val overhears this conversation, in which
John Gano points out the curse that in
termarrying has brought upon the Gano
family; the fact that consumption is her
editary on both sides of the house, and
expresses the opinion that it would be
criminal for a Gano to perpetuate the
race. In spite of all that Val and Ethan
make their compact to marry, and de
termine to have one year of perfect hap
piness, and then, as a child is about to
be born, they fulfiill their compact. In a
little sailboat they sail away into the
sunset out through the Golden Gate, and
there the story ends. There are in reality
two open questions: One is, whether it
is right for physically unfit men and wo
men to perpetuate their race, and the
other whether suffering men and women
are justified in opening for themselves
the gates of death. The book is suggestive
merely. It simply states the questions
and makes no attempt to answer them.
The tragedy is made mere powerful by
the fact that Val and Ethan combine m
themselves the very highest intellectual
powers and are both in the best physical
health when the compact is carried out.
In the fear of what may come—what Is
almost sure to come—that makes it wrong
for them to do otherwise.
HOW TO MANAGE A WIFE.
“None Know How So Well as He
Who Hath Not One.”
I have appeared amongst you before,
but not since about this time last year,
when I gave you a very fine dissertation,
(now I'm robbing you of a prerogative.
You should have said that!) upon “Man
aging the Husband!”
Ever since then I have been floundering
around in an intricate maze of sophism,
trying to get up a real fine, as well as
plausible article upon “How to Manage
the Wifet?)”
The more I try the more utterly be
wildered I become. The husband is dif
ficult to manage! but the wife (sighs)
what shall I say of her?
Mother Hubbard made an assertion in
one of her “Chats” which served to elu
cidate the question. Here is her remark
verbatim. I think: “There is nothing so
unlike woman as another woman.”
It is this very contradictoriness of the
sex that makes them hard to deal with in
a general sense.
There are. however, two distinct lik
ings which I believe are shared by all wo
men to a greater or less degree.
The first is a well filled pocketbook. I
do not mean to affirm that all women
possess an inordinate desire for great
wealth; but I do know’ that a conscious
ness of havinga snug little sum which w’ill
procure the comforts and some of the
luxuries, will always impart an impetus
to flagging energies.
I do not think it a wise thing for every
woman to have unlimited means at her
command. Some women haven’t a parti
cle of judgment in such matters, and if
allowed to draw’ upon their husband’s
bank account at will, would bankrupt
him. An allowance for such a wife would
be just and proper. It w’ould teach her
as nothing else would to count cost. Judi
ciousness in the expenditure of money is
Dodd. Mead & Co., entitled “The Inter- i a rare virtue and should be studied by all
national Year Book.” It is. properly, a j wives. It is a notable fact that some wo-
companion volume to their w'ell known j men can make a given sum of money go
twice as far as others, and have as good
clothes and fine belongings.
On the other hand there is many a fru
gal. industrious wife w’ho feels it a great
humiliation to have to ask her husband
for money, and no wonder: for to have a
meagre amount of money doled out to
one. even in a gingerly way. accompanied
by such an expostulation as. “Make it
go as far as possible, for it’s awful hard
to get.’’ does not have a tendency to melt
the reserve that is fast chilling a loving
heart. It is not alwrays wives of men
who are in moderate circumstances w T ho
dislike to ask for money. I have heard
wives of men who counted their wealth
by the thousands deplore the fact that
they had no w’av to make money. “For.”
they w’ould say. “it is terrible to have to
ask for everything one has.”
There are other instances where an al
lowance would be a relief. But I do not
believe in allowances except in extreme
cases, such as I’ve mentioned. I like this
spirit permeating the home atmosphere:
What is mine is yours and we will both
use it wisely for our mutual well being.
The second liking which I believe is
shared by all women is a liking or a love
of—shall I term it flattery? Well. I really
believe I will. I thought at first of say
ing attention, but the mapority of na
tures wish something more accentuated;
and nothing but downright flattery from
one w’ho loves them will satisfy them. I
do not think a woman either vain or fool
ish w’ho likes to hear her husband tell her
over and over again that she is the sweet
est. best and most beautiful woman in all
the world. She may know’ that in reality
it is a monstrous exaggeration, yet she
likes it all the same.
I believe it w-’as Addison who said,
“One must Ife raised very much above or
sunk very much below the common level
who does not appreciatae a little whole
some flattery.”
Of course some natures can bear t more
than others. Some women can be ruined
by too much, while others not so gener
ously endowed with nature’s charms, be
come reticent, underrate their powers,and
a noble nature is spoiled just for lack of
the expansive influence of a little flatter
ing commendation.
Now’, husbands. I believe I have reveal
ed two imporant keynotes to yoyr wives’
nature to you; for a learned man once
said in my hearing: “A person’s love is a
keynote to that person’s character. Tell
me what a man loves, and I will tell you
what that man is.”
To know’ what a person is is a powerful
factor, in knowing how to influence or—
manage that person. And loving is but
liking intensified.
The two keynotes deciphered if played
upon with tact and discrimination, evince
sweet harmonies that tend to promote
lasting conjugal Hiss.
MARY EVANS FOSTER.
A Gallant Small Boy.
A heroic rescue was performed lately in
San Francisco by a boy only 8 years old.
The San Bruno hotel had taken fire, and
the flames were not discovered until it
was too late to save the building, or. as
it afterward turned out, to get out of it
all its inmates.
While the fire was raging little Theo
dore Steiner, 8 years old, the son of the
proprietor of the hotel, learned that a
baby, a year old, the child of one of the
guests, had been left in an upper room.
Theodore did not wait to apprise some
older person of this tact; he acted in
stantly on his own responsibility.
Rushing up the stairs in the midst of
fire and smoke, he disappeared from the
view of the bystanders. At that very mo
ment rhe walls bt-gan to rt»Uer. Those
who had seen the boy eater gave him up
for lost. He was, indeed'! jgoi& a surpris
ingly long time, but finally, at the very
last moment when it w’ould have been
possible for any one to come out of the
building alive, he emerged, bearing the
baby in his arms. He had rescued it from
what in a moment more would have been
death.
Real and False Aristocracy.
From the Washington Times.
The mists of old world ideals are still
about us. and there is a hazy notion in
the minds of ignorant people that money
or birth or connection with one circle or
another is necessary for the making of
real gentlefolk. That was not the belief
of the greatest Americans who have lived
and when the fog of false notions is
cleared out of the eyes of the people it
will be seen that the. aristocracy of real
manhood is the noblest and grandest in
the world.
Should Be a Warning.
From the Bainbridge Democrat-
The fate of the negro Hose at Newnan
and Lige Strickland and Albert Sewell at
Palmetto should be a warning to the col
ored people throughout the land.
A TRIBUTE
Brother, dear loved one, upon thy placid
brow
Death s sombre, solemn shadows have
gathered darkly now;
Summer her robe of flowex% above soon
gathers round.
And o er thee reigns the sacredness of
solitude profound.
The night dews weep above thee, the pale
moon’s gentle rays c
Fall tenderly and silently upon thy rest
ing place;
The breeze’s plaintive monody through all
the forest floats.
And warbling songsters trill for thee the
saddest, sweetest notes.
And our eternal Sabbath keeps a stillness
all its own.
When, through the long, lorn weary day
Rob Roy sleeps alone.
We know that you are lost to us; the bit
ter tears we shed
Can never bring thee back. But, oh. we
cannot think you dead!
We feel thy presence everywhere—we
miss thee day by day.
Thy memory, thy angel face will live
with us alway.
And oft. in hours of loneliness, we know
that thou wilt come, ^
A messenger of love and peace, within
our “darkened homes.”
When other friends .are false and cold,
and loved ones are afar.
Thy love will e’er be warm and pure as
the hearts of angels are;
And thou wilt still our guiding star, our
guardian angel be.
To lead us by thy life divine to God and
heaven and thee.
Peace be to thy pure spirit, saint, gained
by a brighter coast,
Rob Roy, noblest, purest one of earth’s
loved and lost.
’Tis wrong, we know, to grieve for thee,
now so supremely blest.
W’ith all thine earthly troubles o’er, thy
doubts and cares at rest;
A few more years of pilgrimage, a few
more days of pain.
And we will meet again, loved one, and
we will meet again—
There, where the good and ransomed
meet in nobler realms above,
There, where no breaking hearts are
• found, no bonds of friendship riven.
We’ll spend eternity at home, our glo-
j rious home in heaven.
1 —MINNIE LEE ARNOLD.
Ford, Ga.
FAME.
Go over the spreading fields of fame:
Listen to the beat of her noisy gong.
And twine for the poet's face and name
A chaplet out of the 'bay of song;
But, dry and brown, the leaves press
down
On a brow that 111 becomes a crown.
He hath tolled alone up the weary slope?
Hath smiled alone at each well-earned
meed.
But tho smile was given for another’s
hope
And the strength attained for another's
need;
Still, tho golden leaf and the garnered
sheaf,
Of a true success can atone for grief.
—VIRGINIA EVERETT CLAY.
Marrying; a Man.
From Life.
It was In a Duluth court, and the wit*
ness was a Swede, who was perhaps not
so stupid as he seemed to be.
Tht cror'-faasaintng attorney wa$ a
smart ybung man, whose object was to
disconcert the witness and discredit his
testimony.
"What did you say your name was?"
was the first question.
"Yahn”—very deliberately—"Peterson."
"John Peterson, eh? Old man Peter's
son, I suppose. Well, John, where do you
live?”
“Where Ah live? Iii Dulut'."
“Now, Peterson, answer this question
carefully. Are you a married man?”
"Ah tank bo. Ah was married.”
"So you think because you got married
you are a married man, do you ? That's
funny. Now, tell the gentlemen of this
exceptionally Intelligent Jury who you
married.”
"Who Ah married? Ah married a wo
man.”
“See here, sir! Don't you know any bet
ter than to trifle with this court? What
do you mean, sir? You married a wo
man? Of course, you married a woman.
Did you ever hear of any one marrying
a man?”
"Yas. Mah sister did."
S ALESWOMEN understand what tortnre is.
Constant! y on their feet whether well or ill. Compelled
to smile and be agreeable to customers while dragged
down with some feminine weakness. Backaches and head
aches count for little. They must
keep going or lose their place.
To these Mrs. Pinkham’s help is
offered. A letter to her at Lynn,
Mass., will bring her advice free
of all charge.
Miss Nancie Shoee, Florence,
Col., writes a letter to Mrs. Pink-
ham from which we quote:
‘•I had been in poor health for some time, my troubles hav
ing been brought on by standing, so my physician said, cans
ing serious womb trouble. I had to give up my work. I was
just a bundle of nerves and would have fainting spells at
monthly periods. I doctored and took various medicines, but
WOMEN
WHO EARN
THEIR LIVING
got no relief, and when I WTOte to you
I could not walk more than four blocks
at a time. I followed your advice, tak
ing Lydia E. Pinkham’s Blood Purifier
in connection with the Vegetable Com
pound and began to gain in strength
from the first. I am getting to be a
stranger to pain and I owe it all to your
medicine. There is none eqnal to it,
for I have tried many others be
fore using yours. Words cannot
be said too strong in praise of it.”
Miss Polly Frame, Meade,
Kan., writes:
•■Dear Mrs. Pinkham—I feel it
my duty to write you in regard to
what your medicine has done for
me. I cannot praise it
enough. Since my girlhood
had been troubled with ir
regular and painful
periods and for nearly
five years had suffered
with falling of the
womb, and whites. Also
had ovarian trouble, the
left ovary being so swollen and sore that I conld not move
without pain. Now, thanks to your wonderful medicine, that
tired feeling is all gone, and I am healthy and strong."