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'THE SECRET OF THE DOYF1
Come, listeu. oh love, to the olive-hue 1
dove,
The dove and the olive of <44,
Companioned still in their world above
As when the deluge rolled
Hark: heaven, oh. love, to the voice of
the dove.
Hark, heaven, and hear him say.
T ere are many to morrows, love,ny
my
love.
There’s only one to-day.”
An.l this is his wooing; you hear him say,
“This day in purple rolled.
And the baby slurs of the milky way
Are cradled in cradles of gold:”
Now, what Is thy secret, serene, gray dove-
Escaping death’s deluge alway?
.., n , wsaremau) _ ,
o morrows, my love,my ,
lovp :
There’s only one to-day.”
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Might m the f ill of tiie year, a storm of
unwanted violence was rioting in the
Uatskill Mountains. ie " tnd screamed
limging dill iii'r with With tireless Or l | *' sury, 1,1,1111 the ° cold triumph, ram
«>V(I haughty peak and modest valley.
I he long, pliant arms of the leafless mouti-
lain willows las ed the black night in im-
i o!< nt rage and more than one cragg/
imis loosened from its bond of ages, tore
is awful way tint night through the up-
bind forest to the sodded level beneath.
Even Mistress Dorris, the merry, plump
lilth- widow who supplied the customers
■ »l the Old Leeds Arms with “ales, wines,
■spirituous liquors, tobaccos and snuffs,”
■even she was out of sorts, for what with
•die going out of lanterns and the coining
in <'f water through the diamond panes of
the rickety lattice; what with the smoke
tli.u seemed not to know the purpose of a
chimney, and the coughing and grunt-
tiling of the shivering old man in the bar
parlor, her bead and bands were busy
enough.
There was something uncanny about
this visitor. An absolute stranger, he
had entered in the height of (lie storm,
Ins appearance indicating a long
journey, had given his bearskin coat to
the potboy, with an injunction “to have
it dried ami laid on the bed in the little
room over the the tap,” and. without a
question, had gone direct to the parlor,
Ho looked as ancient as the inn itself, of
which he evidently knew every nook and
corner.
“Bring me a mug of mulled ale, mis-
t less, ” he said, “and, hark ye, Iliram
< i>ok, the constable, is livin still, ain’t
he ?”
“Judge 1 brain Look is my father,” re-
plied the widow; “it is many years since
he was constable. He took the wagon to
imiit this morning; aud may not trust the
loads till day light.
“lo court!” repeated the
“Ay, 1 understand; it will he choice gal-
lows fruit- choice gallows fruit!” and lie
rubbed his skinny hands and blinked his
unnaturally bright eyes at a lively rate.
The gibbet is a depressing subject at
times, hut to have it linked in an obscure
fashion with one’s parent by a grinning
old stranger, at the approach of midnight,
with the rain driving at the doors and
windows as though death sought admit-
lance, and the tempest moaning a dirge,
defines perhaps the limit of endurance.
Mrs. Dorris was evidently of this opin-
ion. for, forgetting all about the mulie l
ale, she dropped upon the leather couch
and stared at her shriveled guest wdtn the
blankness of a corpse.
“Yes,” he laughed, pulling liis skeleton
fingers until they “cracked,” “sixty long
vears have I waited for what to-morrow
w ill bring. These hills have been less
patient, for they 1 warrant have changed
since last 1 trod them, while I have known
tio change—at least, here!” And lie laid
his long fingers over the spot where lus
heart should have been. “ 1 o-morrow,
he continued, “this owl they call justice
ax i 11 awake, and he will hear my curse as
lie is dragged to the scaffold !”
“Wlmt crime is this?” exclaimed the
hostess, springing to her feet in the belief
that she was confronting a ma 1 man.
“that vou dure to lay at my father’s
door ?’’"
“Nay, mistress, it is of Reuben Ellbton
l speak. 1 asked if Iliram t ook ytt
lived, for it is fitting that he who tiol ihc
silken cord around the murderer’s neck
should !h> the one to take it from his
corpse! Doubtle the final arrange-
moots have taken him to town.”
“Old Reuben Elliston!”
“Ay,” continued the strauger. rising
and looking intently into the woman’s
eyes. “Ruben Elliston! Even now 1
I assed the stone house and saw a light in
the windows; you dare not tel! me he is
dead!”
“Our neighbor has been near the grave
these many years, but death and he are
strangers. Since my earliest recollection
he has lived a life of seclusion, but w,-
grant to age what you would link with
crime.”
“Woman!” cried the old man, flinging
his hands above bis bead, “did your
father apeak to you of Mercy Douglass, the
Scotch girl, whose services as house
menial were bought by Squire 'Elliston
from the owners of the Glasgow packet for
tlie price of her passage, who ran from
his home and his proffered love, was re-
taken, tied to the scoundrel’s horse and
dragged to death among the rocks on this
very road ?”
The question seemed to revive a host of
buried memories. Mrs. Dorris remem-
bered that as a child she had lUtened to
the story of Murder Notch; had seen tbe
identical rock on which the ghost of a
beautiful victim was said t<» sit at mid-
night, two burning tapers in her hands
and sing of her sad fate. She recalled
how Tom Dorns—rest l.is anil-long be-
ton' he had dreamed of heeommg her
husband- had told her of the spectral sicn
ho,« which lime .nd a gain whs to
dash up the road as the village dock struck
i v. dragging at his heels the form of a
lovelv woman.
'•Ha! your memory is quickened, mis-
tress ” said the old man, who had imr-
rowly watched her face.
“There whs such a story when 1 whs
very young," slit* iep i i. • but 1 rever
heard it coupled w:t the came *>f Reuben
I'he great war ha- dr.veu out
it.iny & legend, uia-4* r. (Jet Reuben
The Toccoa News.
helped the cause with all lie had; he is
ponr and nearly blind now, and folks with
evil tongues should spare their breath.”
4 he stranger’s eyes glittered with anger
at this reproof, “1 feared i would be
kept from this generation !” he cried,
“Listen! Mercy was to be my bride.
Because site would not break her vows he
killed her in his jealous pride, She lies
buried on this farm I !c was tried for the
crime and sentenced to death by the rope,
but a corrupt judge delayed his execution
mbil his ninety-ninth birthday. He was,
however, ordered to wear a cor l of silk
upon his neck and once a year to show to
the court ri at lie still bore the emblem of
( uin Tomorrow, mi-tress, Reuben is
9tU”
“My father has told me nothing of
this! ’ said Mrs. Dorris.
“No; because he thought death would
spaic him the task,’ cried the other
fiercely; “but I knew otherwise? Not one
day in all these long years that has not
brought a forecast of to-morrow ! I knew
he could not die—I knew l must live, live
to see them drag him. st reaming with the
rea H*T fi ,nf>nt * 113 * a,e guilty y ears j ’ nightmare, l^ would to have the
P unis a ,l( c
8 P are( l him. l‘ar remove i from these
mountains, J have seen them by day and
fi. v ul gid> I have watched him in his pride,
the rich young squire, living down the
memory of itis crime. Once in a dream,
many years ago, I saw him at a feast.
amid the roars of his drunken friends,
take front his neck Hie silken cord and tie
it upon Ins hound: Then, again; I saw
him, the aged hea l of an upright family,
living a life of peace, unruffled by lie-
past. I heard ii is thoughts: ‘One decade
more at most, and I shall rest as honored
as they'.’ Then I stood before him and
laughed, and pointed to a forgotten grave
behind which stood the hangman and the
gallows! Again I pictured him, living on,
on, on, far beyond his hoped for limit, a
frightful fear in his heart; the hideous past
arisen front its grave and stalking ever by
his side. Ah, that was the dream of
dreams!”
As the star gra<s on the hills quivers be¬
fore a storm so the old man shook with
the intensity of his hatred,
“Our neighbor and the Reuben Elliston
of your dreams would never be mistaken
for one another,” exclaimed the widow,
At this moment the judge, a tall, kindly
man, who did not look his great age by
many years, entered the room, aecompan-
ied by a timid, sweet-faced girl of twenty.
“ lake off your wet cloak, my dear,”
said the judge; “daughter, Mercy Ellis-
ton will stay here to-night.’!
“Mercy Elliston," gasped the stranger.
“I seut Amos, the mail rider, to Rough-
kcepsie yesterday,” continued the judge;
“has lie returned ?”
Mrs. Dorris threw her arms around her
father’s neck. “Gh, then it is true? ’ she
whispered; “You have sent to Governor
Clinton for a pardon for Reuben Ellis-
ton?
The judge’s eyes inquiringly sought
those of the strange guest,
“1 have told her what you, Hiram
Cook, have so long concealed,” said the
latter.
on here, Giles Raven! ’
“Do you remember ray words of sixty
yews back—that 1 should live to see it?"
“Hush!” whispered Iliram, “in pity
keep it from her !”
“t-jis kin?”
“Yes; for she has known no other. 11c
took her from the breast of a poor woman
who had perished in the snow a score of
years ago. They have been all the world
to each other, lie named her ‘Mercy,’
after the one who lies over there.”
A foreboding of evil seemed to he lodged
in the girl’s breast, which was certainly
not dissipated by the kindly little widow’s
tears aud caresses. Why had she been
brought from the stone house! Why had
Reuben beggedof the judge that he might
he alone for this night ?
Giles Raven was not the man to spate
anyone who loved the object of his life lia-
tied. Shuffling across the room, he hissed
in Mercy’s ear:
“To-morrow Reuben Elliston will die
on the gallows in spite of this mail’s et-
forts to defeat the law!”
• 1 he gallows! cried the poor girl,
“On, what fearful secret do \ou keep
from me ?
“Lome, dear!” whispered Mrs. Dorris,
who gained strength at the sight of anoth-
er’s weakness, and Mercy’s cheek lay upon
the widow’s shoulder as they passed from
the room.
For a full minute the two men, thus
tragically brought together again after
the lapse of a lifetime, looked at each
other in silence,
“Giles Raven,” said the judge at length.
“there is no boot but is too clean to tread
on such a worm as thou! Year after year
our neighbor has come to me and bare 1
his neck that l might . see tiie accursed
cord upon it. and I have pitied him, for
never before iu the world-—mark me,
G les, never before iu the world—lias mis-
chance borne so great a penalty !”
“You have light words for # gallows
deeds, master !" sneered Raven.
“Tear from your eyes the film of ha-
tred, Giles, and acknowledge what well
you know, that Reuben Elliston never had
murder in his heart.”
“Mercy Douglass was mine—she left
him to become my bride—he had spoken
of love to her—the law said that for a
term her labor was his—lie retook her by
force—he slew her. Call you that a -mis-
chance.’ Hiram Cook ?”
“He was young and had youth’s haughty
ways, he erred, but when that poor girl
was dragged to her death it was because
no human arm could have checked liis
course.”
“Yes a jury called it murder,” grinned
the vengeful man. “and murder’s due.
though long delayed by knavery, is near
at last!”
“God touch the governor’s heart and
bring Amos safely through the siorm
exclaimed the judge. “I have wr'.Len
Clinton that the conviction was under tiie
English rule and might well be avoided."
“And if the roads should delay your
pleader.-
H>mm rtphed wilh a »gh, which <vu
full of supritrcance.
Giles rose nud opened de the door. -Hiram
Cook." he said, throe old men have
not so far exceeded the limit of human
years-for nothing ”
“Father.” cried Mrs. Dorris from the
tap-room, “some one is coining up the
r>*ad: perhaps it is Amos.”
Poor Mercy, who hud exacted the terri-
hie story from the widow, already stood
i u the dark road, listening for the sikditest
sound which would hearald the bearer of
the governor*' clemeuci The storm whs
abalh. 2 .
TOCCOA, THURSDAY, NOVEMBER 1895.
“Loo-ee-oooo!” came faintly throng!
the blackness,
“It is Amos,” exclaimed the girl, who
knew the voice of 'the brave young fellow
better than most people were aware. In a
few minutes tlie mail rider, drenched to
the skin, drew rein at the door. Since
noon on the preceding day he had ridden
nearly 100 miles over the heavy roads and
had twice rowe l across the river. His
had been a perilous and dreary task, but
his face wore a smile as lie drew a packet
from the holster of his army .-addle and
banded it to the judge, who stepped
quickly into the house, followed by
Haven.
“Oh, Amos' It is good news, isn’t it?”
Mercy implored.
The smile vanished. Amos knew not
on w hat business he had been engaged.
e c loved the sweet face that looked so
pleadingly into bis; he had not expected
t0 fiac i Mercy at the inn. and the ques-
t iou started ‘the blood from his honest
c | ie eks.
The judge stood in the.tap room, be-
i,j m i a suspended lantern, the official lettei
trembling in his hand. Suddenly he
staggered j and grasped a chair for support
aIu die document fell to the floor.
“God be merciful to him!” he groaned.
A piercing scream ran through the house
and the strong arm of Amos held a very
i 0 velv burden
Giles picked up the letter, put on bis
spectacles and glanced at the contentsS
then, shivering as with an ague, be left
the room.
“Tell me what this means, Mrs. Dorris?”
Amos asked,
“It means that poor old Reuben Ellis
ton is to he executed to-morrow.”
Mercy Elliston, in spite of her liysteri-
cal entreaties to be allowed to go to Reu¬
ben, was taken upstairs by Mrs. Dorris;
not, however, to know the blessing of for-
getfulness, but to lay in a half conscious
state upon the widow’s bed and moan
away the night. The judge and Amos
sat in the parlor, the latter frequently sob¬
bing like a child, in spite of the landlady’s
reassuring bulletins.
“Oh, how can it be true!” sobbed
Mercy, “how can one so gentle as he whe
saved me from the snowdrift have done
murder! You do not know him as 1 do,
or you would not hear them say it?”
“Hush!” said her companion; “we do
not believe it, dear.”
“But the «rave_the trraveshe cried,
.< an( j t |, e beautiful flowers he has alwavs
grown for it, aud the dark shadow on liis
heart that 1 have so long seen but never
understood!”
presently, however, stepped’ Mercy slept and
Mrs. Dorris downstairs with
words of comfort for Amos, in whom she
had begun to take a warm interest,
Giles Raven crept from “the little room
OV cr the tap” and entered the chamber.
Making jisieeplie sure Unit the young woman was
pressed a kiss upon her forehead
and then, with a wildly heating heart, as
silently left the room.
It is morning. Far over the blackness
of the weeping forest that stretches al-
most to the princely Hudson glows the
co j d Hgiq 0 f a uew day, while west and
south and north, from Overlook to the
Ki ae k Dome, a galaxy of grauite mcmarchs
| iave already put on their crowns of mol-
teu gold. Iu the dawn’s increasing glory
the somber night clouds that move upon
the lower hills seem like strange monsters
from some vaster and still more gloomy
world. The robin wakes and chirps his
greeting to the morning; the trees shake
off their repletion of moisture; overhead a
silver star 1 ells of a clearer heaven. The
face of nature wears a smile once more as
the radiant sun kisses away her tears.
But it is easier to charm a harvest from
the earth than to put gladness in a con¬
science stricken heart. Over the heavy
road, iu the early light, toils a care-bent,
aged man. He is bound on an errand so
strange that he half doubts his owu iden¬
tity, and looks behind him now and again,
as though expecting liis true self to over¬
take him and drag him hack.
On his left lays the Stone House farm:
here is tiie turnstile—unchanged in half a
century. A hundred paces from the
mountain road there is a small raised bit
of eartli: it is covered with dead flowers.
“I have laid no blossoms here!” be says,
and he kneels upon the wet grass and lays
y lg f ace upon them.
A wel } troddeu path, terminating at the
(ITave .leads toward the rear of the house,
Giles takes this path, There is no bar
upon the door, yet for a moment he feels
unable to enter. He must not turn away !
To kueel at the feet of Uie maa w hose life
lias beeu passed in penitence, to confess
his own misdirected life and obtain Reu-
ben’s blessing, is to give him strength to
ask forgiveness of one to whom alone ven¬
geance belongs.
The gorgeous hills throw a ray of light
j n the gloomy place. The dreamer knows
uow that uo cuest but sorrow has sat at
,j,j s p o:m j f or decades. Giles turns the
Handle of the parlor door. An an-ed figure
kneels at the casement. Upon his weary,
upturned face b cast the first gleam of the
mornin< T Perhaps it is given to these
dim eyes to see the orb of light once more,
f or on the ^entle lips there rests a smile of
wom jer and ret of ineffable peace,
“Reuben! Reuben !”
Slowly the eyelids droop and slowly the
head falls upon the breast,
It is broad day.
A School on Wheels.
traxeling . the Phuadel- , 1
“ man in
delphia Record tells of a most pe-
culiar school in Kentucky wdiich is
built on wheels. ’When night
comes, he says, * ‘a pair of mules
pull it to the home of the trustee,and
the next morning it is drawn back
to its daytime location. The mules
go and come on schedule time, and
jf the school is a little slow about
dismissing in the afternoon the
w hoIe outfit is apt to be of given a free
r ide. A day’s supply water and
WOCK j jg pat aboard by the trustee
every J morning before the schoolhouse
sets out upon it3 iourney trilitea . The
tearher teacher board* Boards witn with tne the trustee Una nnd
needs no carnage. At night a bull,
13 chained beneath the little
frame "\ Ddo "' and a bad man armed
wtth a '\ inehester, sleeps inside of
it- All of this came about because
some one threatened to burn the
schoolhouse. Why the trustee does
tiot the ouilcting located iu his
own yard and save the trouble of
hauling it back and forth I do not
know, unless it is to comply with
some legal technicality
WOMAN’S WORLD,
PLEASANT literature for
FEMININE READERS.
AN ARMY OF BRIDESMAIDS.
A recent very young and mueh-
indalged bride had twenty-six brides¬
maids to attend her. Not all stood at
the altar, ten occupying front pews,
but the procession of young women
preceded her entrance, and sixteen
surrounded her through the cere¬
mony.—New York Times.
RUFFLES AGAIN POPULAR.
Ruffles have again won popular fa¬
vor and are much used in trimming
dresses of all kinds. They are more
suitable for silks and nets than for
woolens, these latter being naturally
rather heavy and bulky. Silk ruffles
can, however, be used on woolen
dresses, and may be edged with lace
or grimp or with narrow jet pesse-
menterie.—New York Press.
A NEW WAY TO EARN A LIVING.
A delicate, but needy woman, who
is cut off from gaining a livelihood in
an active way, makes a business of
mending hose for persons who are too
busy or too idle to mend their own.
A hole in a silk stocking or other un¬
derwear is an expensive thing if not
looked after at once, but as expert
mender with either needle or fine
crochet needles of steol threaded with
silk of the exact shade and number an
the garment, can repair it so cleverly
that it appears “like new. -St. Louis
Star-Sayings.
EARRINGS REVIVED.
The fashion of wearing earrings has
been lately written against as a return
to a barbario taste or a want of taste.
Anyhow, earrings have crept slowly 7
but surely back into favor. Some
appropriate new place to make use of
the surplus supply of diamonds has, it
appears, to be found, although the
front of the dress offers a wide field
for display. The long pendant ear-
ring, it is dreaded, may perhaps once
more come back into fashion-—such as
our grandmothers once deformed
their ears with. Netherlands ladies
still wear these unsightly appendages
when they are in full costume, with
side plates of gold on each side of the
head.—London Court Journal.
FASHION IN HAIR.
With the incoming brocades of im-
possible figures and the other pompa¬
dour elfeets the hair must be worn
pompadour. Wave it evenly all over
the head, then ccmb it out and puff it
baek in an immense roll. It is untidy
and not at all pretty, but itis “smart.”
looking. The back hair is arranged
in a simple wide knot, rather low on
the back of the fiead, to accommodate
tho new stylo of hats which have a
good deal of trimming under the back
of the brim. Hair ornaments are as
gaudy as possible, silver aud gold fili¬
gree set with colored stones or with
tops of rhinestones. Side combs,
back combs and pompadour combs are
all worn, and all worn at once. It is
but a step now to the coach and four
and the ship in full sail coiffure of a
century ago. As such things were
worn once, there is no reason to sup-
pose that they will not be worn again,
if some foolish woman happens to feel
like forcing them upon the fashion-
able world, and has the power lo do it.
There is no accounting tor freaks of
fashion.—Washington Siur.
GIRLS RODE THE GOAT.
Girls of the Freshman class of Bos-
ton University rode the Gamma Delta
goat a few days ago. They had to do
it on empty stomachs, for the male
students confiscated all the pickles
and other goodies with which the girls
planned to regale themselves. The in¬
vitation ceremony took place in Jacob
Sleeper Hall.
As soon as the initiate entered her
name was shouted aloud by the whole
host of evil spirits, Terrified, she
was then led to the presence of the
Teuffelmeister. She was commanded
to fall upon her knee3 and beg for
admission to Gamma Delta. Then the
reuffelmeister bowed, and, as she
bowed, a torrent of water descended
upon the unfortunate’s head.
Still blindfolded, she was placed in
a wheelbarrow and given a free but
rather rough ride. Next she was con-
ducted through an intricate maze or
labyrinth. Frequently apparitions,
as of witches on broomsticks, ghostly
screeches and many a close contact
with some hard body were the young
uovitiate’s lot.
Then for a second the bandage was
removed, for she was to have her pic¬
ture taken. She was seated in a chair,
told to “look pleasant,” and when the
bulb was pressed a stream of water
was squirted over her face. The band¬
age was replaced, and she was told to
walk up a hill. When she had as¬
cended but a short distance the boards
tilted and she came down faster than
she went up. A pair of Japanese
stocks awaited her, in which her hands
were securely fastened. She was made
to thrust her hand next into molten
lead—ice water—and then ordered to
speak on woman’s rights.
Those who survived thus far were
led to the platform, which was cur-
tained off. Before a table surrounded
by hideous faces spouting fire they
were bade to kneel and sign the con-
stitution and by-laws of Gamma
Delta.—New York World.
BICYCLE COSTUMES.
“When are we going to.have an end
to all this talk about bicycle cos-
tumes?” asked a conservative woman
who cares nothing about wheels, and
thinks very litide abpatcirese-, anyway.
“ When the wheelwoman finds some-
thing that suits her exactly,” was the
response. Then she added : “And I
might as well say, myf dear, that that
will be when all women think alike,
and the nearness of that time you may
judge for yourself.”
It has been a long day since any-
thing has roused the discussion that is
heard on the subject of bicycle cos-
tumes. 'The new woman and the
wheelwoman are to a certain extent
the same, and the wheelwoman has
ideas of her own about drees. Almost
every one has her own particular fad
and fancy, and so the variety in cos¬
tume is likely to increase rather than
diminish.
One woman has invented a costume
in three pieces—bloomers, jacket and
skirt. Inside of the jacket, at the
back of the belt, are buttons or hooks
to attach it to the skirt, so that theie
is no unseemly parting. This, of
course, is in Eton jacket fashion. The
bloomers are not very full, but but¬
ton loosely just below the knees.
Elastic bands are thought to be in¬
jurious, and are strongly condemned
by physicians. The skirt falls to the
ankles, and is faced with strong,
heavy material that effectually pre¬
vents any flying about or filling with
air.
This costume has points of grace
but there is nothing in the whole
range of cycling costumes more com¬
fortable, manageable and every way
desirable than a three-yard-wide skirt
and a good blazer. Underneath should
be worn either riding breeches or
tights, or, what answers tho purpose
quite as well, a short petticoat made
of black material and pinned, the
front and back together, with a large
safely pin. This, with long stockings,
makes an ideal costume. It is folly to
say that bloomers are necessary, or
that a woman is unsafe if she wears a
skirt on awheel. Hundreds of women
ride in skirts, and certainly they look
better, and all self-respecting women
ought to feel better than when they go
out making spectacles of themselves
and causing such comment as is in¬
dulged in at the expense of the aver¬
age bloomer-wearing woman.—New
York Ledger.
FASHION NOTES.
There is a pleasant prospect of hav¬
ing trailing gowns and soft draperies
once more for house wear.
Raspberry red is one of the rich,
dark colors for millinery imported in
the rough straw hats and bonnets to
be worn throughout the season.
Trimmings of black velvet ribbon
upon gowns of soft white wool are in
vogue. Bands of open work black jet
ornament whito crepon house gowns.
Modifications upon the little round
shoulder cape of last season that are
frequently seen consist usually of
either pointed fronts or of long stole-
like fronts,
At a recent dinner one of the swell-
est, and yet perfectly simple gowns
worn was of dead white taffeta,
trimmed with narrow ruchings of
black velvet ribbon.
A stylish jacket is close fitting, with
slightly double front and very wide
collar turning over the sleeve tops.
This collar is of velvet, and tho wide
lapels extending below the waist line
are also of velvet.
A handsome hat is of French felt
with moderately wide brim, which is
turned U P a * ^ 10 back, The crown is
father low and the trimming consists
of ver Y fall ostrich plumes and loops
of velvet with a band of passementerie
aroun< ! the crown,
Narrow ribbon velvet is very much
used to edge flounces of tiny ruffles,
It must be very narrow and used very
profusely. It is used now on the demi-
seisou gowns, which have broad belts
ant ^ Bands m velvet of the sa ne
color cut on the bias.
A walking hat is of white plush, soft
and silky. The. crown has a band of
striped ribbon set fiat around it. The
trimming is of butterfly bow3 of
striped ribbon fastened with a large
jeweled aigrette. Ostrich plumes are
placed iu a circle around the crown
and stand up high at one side. There
is a loop of ribbon under the brim at
one side.
A handsome bonnet is made of dark
blue velvet. The shape is triangular,
with the point over the middle of the
forehead. The velvet is laid on the
frame loosely, and is caught down in
folds. The trimming is of bows and
loops of velvet ribbon, with jeweled
ornaments and aigrettes rising from a
number of small wings. This bonnet
has ribbon strings fastened with a
jeweled pin.
An evening hat that has been much
admired is made of rolls aud braids of
corn colored velvet, which form the
brim, and a band over the top of the
head. Above the velvet rolls are
puffs and plaitings of crepe lisse. The
crown at the middle of the bonnet is
covered with tiny jetted wings and a
cluster of aigrettes, The sides and
back are finished with wreaths of vio¬
lets in yellow velvet with green velvet
leaves.
A handsome wedding costume is
made of ivory satin. The skirt is long
and plain, the body close fitting at
the sides and tack. The entire neck,
shoulders and front are filled in with
very narrow plaitings of crepon.
Wreaths of orange blossoms extend
from the shoulders down either side
of the front to the bodice point, and
the veil, which is of tulle and gathered
into a knot at the top of the heal, is
fastened with the flowers.
Cullivating Under Colored Glass.
Cultivating strawberries under class
of various colors, Professor Zachare-
wiez, of Vancluse, France, has ob-
| tained glass the following results: and Ordinary earliest
; clear gave the best
1 fruit. Orange glass increased the
1 I vegetation bat injured the quality,
size and earliness of the fruit. Violet
| glass increased the yield at the expense
| j of the quality. hurtful Red, all blue kinds aud green
glass ware to of vege-
tation.—Xxentoa (N. J.) American.
RAM’S HORN BLASTS.
Warning Notes Calling the Wicked to
Kepentance.
u ^*1 IN t an kill only
when It Is loved.
The odds are
nsMP I Q never for The God. army too great God
A ' VA leads is de¬
never
m feated.
jjay yM church front. vorito The devil’s pew is at the fa- in
The devil sees
to it that a scold
never gets hoarse.
Men will not live right unless they
first believe right.
No man is fit to lead others who is
untrue to himself.
A mote in the eye will put the whole
world out of joint.
That man is a stranger to himself
who reads no books.
Woman can be the devil’s best friend
or his worst enemy.
Only when there is perfect trust can
there be perfect peace.
God sometimes puts us in the dark to
show us that he is light.
t ’ 0(1 s tests are seldom known to
those who are being tested.
The devil lias use for all his skill
when lie makes a hypocrite.
The man who serves God only when
lie feels like if will never do a full day’s
work.
To say “Our Father,” means “my
brother,” to every man, or it means
nothing.
“The soul that sinneth, it shall die.”
No matter whether it lives in a lint or
a palace.
All some people want with religion
is to keep them from trembling when
it thunders.
If there were more mothers like
Mary, there would be more Christians
like Christ.
When we ask God to bless others, we
should also pray that lie will do It in
Ilis own way.
The man who does not say “Our
Father” in his conduct, does not say
it on his knees.
The screen in the saloon door means
that the devil can sometimes be
ashamed of himself.
It Is only the man who devotes liis
whole time to being a Christian who
wll make a success of it.
The devil fights hard for the saloon,
because he knows that while it re¬
mains open lie can stay loose.
The devil is not wasting many darts
on the man who lias one kind of relig¬
ion at home and another at church.
As long as the devil can have the first
chance at our children, he will not care
how high we build our church steeples.
Before Jesus taught his disciples
how to pray, he told them of the Fath¬
er to whom their prayers should be
addressed.
Rebuilt by the Doctors.
An odd character is now in Winona,
Minn., in the person of George Burns,
who has good reason for his eccentri¬
city. He has papers which show that
he was head engineer on the steamer
City of Savannah, which was wrecked
off the coast of Massachusetts on Jan.
18, 1884, while en route from Boston
to Florida. Hi* was reversing the lev¬
ers when the steamer struck the rocks,
and he was thrown into the machinery,
receiving injuries which crippled him
for life. There were 118 lives lost In
the accident, aud Burns is one of the
thirty-seven survivors. For a long
while lie lay on a cot in the death row
of Bellevue hospital, New York. Dr.
Hayes Agnew attended his case and re¬
moved five ribs from his left side and
trephined, his skull, using six ounces
of silver sheeting for this purpose. He
was compelled to wear a plaster of paris
jacket for four years after the accident
A portion of the lower end of his spine
and both elbow joints are gone. One
knee cap is on the back of the leg, and
his heart is on the extreme right side
of his body. lie is now 04 years of age
and walks very well and has a cheer¬
ful disposition. He is a member of the
Grand Army of the Republic and serv¬
ed during the war on the gunboat Es¬
sex, which was stationed at Cairo dur¬
ing the early days of the rebellion.—
Minneapolis Tribune.
Labor in Vain.
That convicts be placed at hard and
unprofitable labor, so as not to com-
pete with honest toil, is often urged by
the friends of workingmen. The ideal
of these agitators has been reached at
London, Ontario. The workhouse and
penitentiary of the town is situated up¬
on the top of a high bluff by the river
side. The convicts are told off into
groups of four, and betweem them is a
barrel with handles; this fhey fill at the
river sid**, and then toil painfully up
the steep path to the summit of the
bluff, where the contents of the barrel
are thrown into a gutter to rush back
into the river. Then they descend to
the water level for another load.
Vigorous Exercise.
•‘Nora.’’ said Mrs. Knervez. when the
maid answered tbe ring of her mis-
tress. “Nora, I will feed the canary
myself after this. The doctor says I
I must take more exercise."—Boston
Home Journal.
The I)er f ume of her violets
j n ,, ver shall forget
F)jr the fl or } St ’s bill that came with
them
i. s hovering ’round me yet
_y ew York Herald
‘‘Couldn’t your husband be Induced
to try the faith cure?" ‘T think lie
could. He’s tried dozens of things he
didn’t believe in."—Vogue.
NO. 4.
A NEW FLTING MACHINE.
Several Successful Flights in Mida’r
Have Been Made by a Scotchman.
Mr. Percy S. Piloher, lecturer on
marine engineering at Glasgow Uni¬
versity, basing his inventions upon
that of Herr Lilienthal, has produced
two winged ereations, and by their
aid has taken sundry flights in midair,
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RBADY TO FLY.
says the London Blaok and White. At
times he has risen to an altitude of
twenty feet, ooeasionally hovering
kite-like for a space and then descend¬
ing on the spot he left, while upon
other trials he has hastened before the
breeze for considerable distances ere
regaining his feet.
Mr. Pilcher’s machines are light
structures of wood and stool support¬
ing a vast spread of wing and braced
with piano wire. The wings them¬
selves, which are made of nainsook —
a sort of muslin usually manufactured
in India—have an area of one hundred
and fifty square feet; and each ma¬
chine, as our piotures indicate, pos¬
sesses a vertiele and a horizontal rud¬
der of circular shape, the one outting
the other at right angles. The for¬
mer, which is rigid, serves to keep the
machine’s head to wind, while the lat¬
ter arrests an inclination to pitch
sideways—a common vico in all like
inventions.
The great difficulty with winged
aeronauts is the uncertain quality of
the wind, for a steady, unvarying
breeze is never to be calculated upon.
Indeed, the sudden, unexpected side
pnff often brought disaster in its train
to Mr. Piloher, until he bit upon a
means of circumventing it. He now
draws his wing tips in with a bend,
which renders a flying machine safer
and more stable. Speaking generally,
these experiments in flying or soaring
are being made with a view to master¬
ing tho art of aerial balance and safe
landing. Then, when tho golden era
dawns when a screw propeller or flap¬
ping wings are introduced and a pow¬
er discovered to work them, gentle¬
men like Messrs. Lilienthal and Pilch¬
er will spring gayly aloft to emulate
the carrier or tumbler pigeon, and put
a girdle round the earth in a morn¬
ing. May the necessary discovery of
a new power be speedily made. Mean¬
time Mr. Pilcher, on a fresh pair of
wings with a sail area of no less than
three hundred feet, pursues his plucky
experiments at Cardross in Dumbar¬
tonshire before numerous admirers.
A Little Girl's Dangerous Pets.
The librarian of Congress, says the
New York Bun, has received from an
artist at Hot Springs, South Dakota,
a photograph of Martha McIntyre, an
eight-year-old ohild, who from her
infancy has had rattlesnakes for pets.
When she was four years old she found
a huge rattler coiled up in the yard
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near her father’s house, and by some
mysterious power was able to come
close and take hold of him, which she
did apparently without the slightest
fear. Every month or so she would
find a new snake iu the woods near
the house, and now she has as many
as two dozen, none of which can be
induced to leave her. The photo¬
graph shows her pet3 writhing on
some slats nailed to two boards, while
Martha stands behind them, her hand
on one of the reptiles, which is moving
from side to side. Some of these
snakes are four feet long.
A Nine-Ton Lake at a Food Show.
Tanty’s great cake was “unveiled”
at the Pare Food Show last night. It
took up the entire middle part of the
stage. The Second Regiment Baud in
the wings played “Yankee Doodle”
and the “MareeiUaise” as the curtain
went up. The cake contains 12,000
eggs, weighs nine tons and is fourteen
feet high. It will be eaten next week.
—Chicago Inter-Ocean.
Sparrows Served as Reed birds.
There are few restaurants in the
city where sparrows are not served up
a « reedbirds. It has become a regu-
j ar business, ^ and may ultimately solve
tlje g , Jgrro nuisance.—Philadelphia
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