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VOL. I. Smile a little, smile a little, As you go along. Not alone when life is pleasant, But wben things go wrong. Care delights to see you frowning, Loves to hear you sigh. Turn a smiling face upon her. Quick the dame will fly. Smile a little, smile a little, Ail along the road, burden, Every life must have Its Every heart its load. Why sit down in gloom and darkn:?s, With your grief to bitter sup? tonic As you bring fate’s the Smile across cup. The Other Fellow. .HABACTERS: l Dick Hatherly, a it - young painter; Letty Lorimer,'his li I second cousin an •. * orphan; and Cap NT $3 tain.Vere Guerson, a soldier on a fur¬ lough, * Scene I: A studio, •wSl.. Campden Hill. ; l Rough sketches pinned on walls, 7 some new- can¬ k easels; vasses on lay figure, with T am -o'- Shanter rakishly a-top,posed on throne. Tray with a plate of sandwiches and empty beer bottles on piano. Under north skylight Hatherly in a painting blouse at work on six-foot-by-four canvas “Autumn iu tbe New For¬ est.” Hatherly (soliloquizing): Well, 1 hope to goodness no one (hops in this afternoon. There wasn’t a day I could work from the time I brought it home in November till last week. If I’m not interrupted and get on as well as I have been doing, I may be in time for send iug-in-day after all. (Gentle knock at the door, which Hatherly does not hear.) Visitor: Tap, tap. Hatherly (impatiently): O, ootker! I’ll pretend I’m out. Visitor (louder): Tap, tap, tap! Letty Lorimer (hesitatingly): Yes, Dick. May I come in? You’re sure I’m not disturbing you? Hatherly (mendaciously): 0, no. Of course you're not. But I say, Letty, you won’t mind my going on with my work, will you? I want to get this done for the Academy, and time is short now. Letty (earnestly): No, Dick! all Hatherly (complacently): That’s right, then. Sit down there like a dear, and don’t mind me. You see, the light is good now’, and in a while it will be too dark to paint. Letty takes a seat behind him and silently watches the progress of the work. At last, summoningup courage, she says nervously: Dick! Hatherly (starting): Yes! why, I had nearly forgotten you, Letty. By the bye, what has become of the Dowager? She doesn’t usually allow you out alone. Letty: Grandmama is tired to-day and resting. I’ve been to the dress¬ maker’s. Ford is with me. She is waiting in the carriage downstairs. I came alone (falteringly) because I wished to speak to you. Hatherly: That’s right, my dear. Gossip away. Tell me all your news. I can listen quite well, though I’m busy. How’s the old lady? Been any pleasanter lately? Dick! Letty (almost in tears): O, her temper is simply unbearable. Hatherly: Horrid old vixen. I’m glad she’s no guardian of mine. Letty: I do try to be patient, but her tongue is so bitter and so cruel. Hatherly (absently) - / Poor little girl. Letty: I sometimes feel as if I could run away. Hatherly (engrossed in studying foreground of picture, sotto voce): Ah, I’ve caught it now. Claxton was right. That shadow to the left is too heavy. What are you saying, Letty? Letty (getting it out with a. jerk): Do you rember Captain Grierson, one of the Leicester Griersoqs? Hatherly (squeezing fresh color on his palette): Yes, that alteration will make all the difference. I beg pardon, Letty. You were saying— Letty (patiently): Do you remem¬ ber Captain Grierson? Hatherly: Yes; he was at Rugby with me. Or was that his brother? Cecil Grierson—sandy-haired chap, tall. Letty: Yes, Cecil Vere Grierson. I want to tell you, Dick—(Hatherly, leaving Easel abruptly, goes to a table and returns with a small piece of card¬ board with square cut from the centre, through which he gazes absorbedly at the new arrangement. Letty sighs despondently.) her): Bay, Hatherly (turning to Letty! Just look through this square a moment. Don’t yon think the pic¬ ture will compose better with that shadow lightened? Dick, I Letty (pale and agitated): must go soon. Can you spare me a moment to-day? .. ........ ........ Murray News SMILE A LITTLE. Smile upon the troubled pilgrims Whom you pass and meet. Flowers are thorns and smiles are blos¬ soms Oft for weary loot. Do not make the way seem harder By a sullen face. Smile a little, smile a little, Brighten up the place. •H Smile upon your undone labor. Not for one who grieves O'er his task waits wealth or glory. He who smiles achieves. Though you meet with loss and sorrow In the passing years. Smile a little, smile a little, Even through your tears. —Ella Wheeler Wilcox.' Hatherly (penitently): Excuse me, dear. I’m beastly rude, treating you like this. It’s the fault of this glorious light. There hasn’t been a day like it all winter. I’m a boor, I know, but the fatal Monday draweth nigh after which no man can work. Letty: Well, I was trying to tell you that Captain Grierson returns to India in two months to rejoin his regi¬ ment, and— Dick (cheerfully interrupting): while Lucky beggar'! Seeing the world we all vegetate at home. Letty (faltering): And—Dick—he doesn’t says he hates going back. He wish to go alone. Hatherly (struck with sudden com¬ punction): I say, Letty, what a thoughtless brute I am not to have given you some tea. Just touch the bell, will you? Letty: No tea, thanks. I really couldn’t drink it. Dick, he feels aw¬ ful at leaving—everybody—and grand¬ mama keeps getting worse and worse, and— , Hatherly (painting away vigorously): She’s an unmitigated old wretch. Good thing she was a bit queer to-day, so that you could get off the chain and have a little flutter by yourself. Letty: Q, I don’t think she would object to my coming bere so much. She likes you pretty well, Dick. But to return to what we were saying— Hatherly; Letty, just hand me that hand-mirror, will you? It’s on the table beside you. Ah, thank you. Letty (continuing, doggedly and huskily): So he said he’d come this evening—for his answer. (Dick, staring fixedly at the reflec¬ tion of his picture iu the liand-mirror, makes no reply. Letty waits in breath¬ less silence. Hatherly (speaking suddenly): Do come here, Letty, and say if you like that, or is it too strong? Lettie (rising): It is strong and de ded, like yourself and all men, Dick. It is only we women who are weak and irresolute. Good-bye. No, don’t come downstairs; I can see myself out. Good-hye. Hatherly (relieved) Well, if you must go, good-bye. Come again soon, like a good girl, when I have more time to spare. And don’t let the old lady bully you too much. Ta-ta. (Hatherly paints till the light fails, and then sits before the picture smok¬ ing meditatively.) Glad I took that hint of Olaxton’s. Funny how the duffer always gives you the best sug¬ gestions. It will he easy sailing now. The rest groups all right. Nice ol Letty not staying when she saw I was working against time. She did not seem so happy as usual, somehow. Hateful time she has with that old grandmother. If I. was richer I’d like to carry her off out of that old witch’s clutches; but she’s too young yet. She was talking about Grierson. Capital lellow he used to be. Going back to India? What a lot of fun those army chaps have-not like artists, shut up in a studio half the year. By the bye, what was it that Letty said about him not wishing to go back alone? He can’t have been making love to that child. She is only eighteen, and I al¬ ways thought of her as mine—some day. What did she say about him coming for his answer? Heavens! what a fool I’ve been. That’s what she was trying to tell me, and I was ass enough to have thoughts for noth¬ ing bub my picture. Blind idiot! (Getting up hurriedly.) This evening she said. I wonder if I can possibly be in time. (Seizes hat and rushes out.) Scene II. Entrance to the Dowager Lady. Lorimer mansion in May fair. Hatherly, alighting hurriedly from hansom, runs into Grierson descending steps of house. Grierson (radiantly): Hullo, Hath¬ erly! (blankly): Grierson! Hatherly Grierson: Delighted to meet good you again, old man. Seems almost a omen, don’t you know. Hatherly (with hollow politeness): Ah, very pleased, I’m sure. and effu¬ Grierson (confidentially sively): Feel you sort of relation, don’t you know. You see I’ve just— that is, Miss Letty has just—I say, old chap, by Jove, I’m awfully happy! Congratulate me.—Black and White. Tke average weight of a man’s skele¬ ton is fourteen pounds. SPRING FI,ACE, G-A.,! FRIDAY, JULY 2, 1897. COOD ROADS_NOTES. Strangely enough a railroad is smoother than a plank road. “Honest Elections and Good Hoads" is the platform on which Charles G. Richie, of Louisville, Ky., is standing for re-election next November as Judge of Jefferson County Court. Fred Harvey, thirty-five, a Bar re (Yt.) teamster, was thrown from his wagon while driving over a muddy place in the road, and a wheel passing over his head forced his face down into the mud in such a way that he was smothered before aid reached him. A novel case was recently decided by a Judge in Brighton township, near Sacramento, Cal. The wheelmen of the township, who have a cycle path, were very much annoyed by the the wan¬ ani¬ dering of cows on the path, tlx» mals preferring the smooth path to road. An animal was impounded by the county officials and a test case made. The cow came off pound victorious,; ordi¬ as it was found that no nance existed for the township, though most of the other townships had laws covering such. The fourth annual report of the Com¬ missioners of Public Works of Ogdena burg, N, Y., gives an intesting detailed account of the work done for road im provment during the past year, for which work $16,470 have been ex¬ pended. Ogdensburg is now provided with excellent facilities for road con¬ struction and improvement, The equipment, the aggregate value of which is about fifteen thousand dol¬ lars, will serve for years to come, to build and keep in repair a superior class of macadam roads. Many farms in this State have en tailed more labor than was cheerfully bestowed in piling stones taken from the land, stone fences being seen for miles, yet right alongside of these fences of stone the farmers have driven fetlock deep in mud for years, when they could have used the stones to bet ter advantage on the roads than in any other manner, as they were breaker encum brances. Now that the stone quickly reduces the stone for the pur pose, muddy roads should he covered with stone, i Philadelphia Saturday p os t “The wholesale trade of the city has been undeniably light. A number causes have operated to this end, the principal one of which has been the weather. Country roads in much of the tributary district are little better than impassable, and act as a bar to the ordering of goods not absolutely neces sary. ” The above, from the commer cial column of the Chicago Tribune, is extremely interesting. It conveys a cel large lap welded [fact, that, prosperity like a can- of is eating into the large tracts of our otherwise glorious country, says the L. A. W. Bulletin. Nearly twenty years ago General Gvant, in enumerating necessary lines of public improvement, named the pub lie schools and highways. Once when ho and General Sheridan were in a re miinscent mood the,.o!d commander Baul to “Little Phil, speaking of the latter’s famous ride to the battle oi (.edar Creek: Sheridan, if that bat tic had taken place after a prolongei ram, and there had not been a good pike from Winchester, you would never have been promoted to the head of the Hnited States Army. You would not have reached the battlefield to cheer your men, and there would have been a great defeat for the Union forces in¬ stead of a great victory. That would have left Meade and Thomas a long distance ahead of you in the line of promotion.” The Indian Baby. An article on “Home Life Among the Indians” is contributed to the Century by Mrs. Alice C. Fletcher. Mrs. Fletcher says: In the Indian household, as in our own, children bear an important part. The baby is the constant companion of its mother; not that other members of the family do not share in the care of it, but the little one is kept closely under the ma¬ ternal eye. Soon after birth it is laid in its own bed, which is often pro¬ fusely ornamented, and is always por¬ table. A board about a foot wide and three feet long is covered with a feath¬ er pillow or with layers of soft skins. Upon these the baby is fastened by broad bands of skin, flannel, or calico. When asleep the child’s arms are bound under cover, but they are re¬ leased when it awakes. A great por¬ tion of the infant’s time is spent lying upon a soft robe or blanket, where it can kick and crow to its heart’s con¬ tent. If, however, the mother should he so engaged as to be frequently called out of the tent, the baby is laced upon its board, and hung np under a tree, or placed where there is no danger of falling. Should the mother have to go any distance from home, she will slip the strap of the board over her head, and the baby goes along, winking at the great world from its mother’s back. Long journeys on horses are made by babies snugly packed and hung from the horn of the mother’s saddle. Old Law Resurrected. The York (England) courts resur¬ rected an old law of 1677 the other day in the trial of a man for selling newspapers on the streets on a Sun day. The man was said to be a nuisance on this account and was accordingly fined. WRESTLES WITH A STEER. 1'lus Curious Sort of Sport. » Trxavi Hus Introduced. Most everyone has heard of lions wrestling with men, but here for the first time is an account of the strangest contest ever held between man and beast. A giant, colored man of Taylor, Texas, jumps into a small inolosure with a pugnacious Texas steer and en¬ gages in a catch-as-catch-can wrest¬ ling bout, in which the man does not always come out best by a long shot. R. E. Barker, of Taylor, is now or¬ ganizing a great cattle roping contest, and this season he will visit the fore¬ most cities of America, and this novel wrestling match is one he devised for the entertainment of the public. A colored man in his employ, who goes by the name of Lige, is the one who performs this act. He is a giant in form, being six feet four inches in height, and weighing 225 pounds. His .every muscle is like iron and stands out like those of the Nubian slaves of old, who did battle with wild beasts Ifor their lives iu open arenas, while royalty looked on and applauded. This 'act that, Lige goes forth to do smiling¬ ly, however, is every whit as excitiug as any of those old-time contests, and would make the blood tingle in a Spanish hull fighter’s veins. And, in¬ deed, this contest is very similar in some respects to the bull fights of Spain, with the one exception, that the Steer has the best of it here, as the colored man is totally unarmed, and goes forth to the fray depending sole¬ ly upon the strength of his brawny arms. When one gazes upon those massive will's, with their huge bunches of muscle showing up and glistening like hard knots of polished ebony, it is re¬ alized that the beast, has by no means an easy victory before him. A ring is made and inclosed in the same manner that an amphitheatre is built fora prize fight; Tbo floor is made of earth and sprinkled over with -jawdust, Then the steer, maddened iy his confinement, is turned loose in be arena to dasli around the sawdust ring and paw the earth in his defiance, Then the giant appears Upon the scone and makes his how to the spec tutors. The contest is on. As soon etches sight of his antag f« a w lkl rusk ’ a r l ,uok gamble of dying feci, . . and the spec atom see through the flying sawdust that man and beast arei locked m fierce ^mbat Sometimes it is several min 'Res before a fall is scored and the combatants struggle all around the And it is a fierce struggle too The favorite clinch of he colore man is to clasp his arms igh ly aro nd steer : s aeok just behind the ears and, seizing one of the animal sears in his mouth he endeavors to tw st h s ^ck in such a manner as to bring him When the steer wins ft faIJ it ifJ , ls „ally no fun for the col Qml flS hc t y irown np iu the ^ ftn<1 v . ben be strikes the ground . , bft hflH len(y of evidence that ^ beast bas wou Sometimes it is neo0 for the employes to rush in j the colored man out from mder the lloofg of the enraged animal, as a rule he is very agile and does [lot a j bnv HUC h u thing to happen, T]l0 „ ontest outside of the very ft0veltV) is inte nsely exciting, and will doubt j e88 erea te something of a sensa tion wben giveu in the cities of the Ea{st .—Chicago Times-Herald. MlssicniaryhiK on Wheels, A new element lia3 entered into the religious life of the West, as interest¬ ing as it is suggestive of the push aud enterprise of that section of the coun¬ try. It is the utilization of railroad coaches for missionary work on the frontier, writes W. S. Harwood in the Illustrated American. The interior of one of these chapel cars, as they are called, shows a conveniently arranged series of comfortable seats, a platform for the speaker, and an organ for the service of song. The four cars that are in commission under the auspices of the Baptist denomination traveled about 75,000 miles during the year 1890. These four cars are called the Evangel, the Emmanuel, the Glad Tidings and the Good Will. When some particularly forlorn locality makes application for religious services one of the four, if one can be found at liberty, is attached to the regular train of the road on which the town is situated, whisked across country, and side-tracked at its domination. Church services iu a coach are announced in the town, which is often not more than two or three hundred people strong, place and not infrequently as tough a as one would find in a day’s journey, Services are held evenings and Sun¬ days, and for two or three weeks the chapel car remains at the place. Horse Meat In Belgium. As in consequence of the cable car, the bicycle, and the electric eab, the horse is no longer necessary as a means of locomotion, the inhabitants of Bel¬ gium are importing this domestic ani¬ mal as an article of food. Over 10,000 horses were imported during the year for conversion into meat. The num¬ ber being very largely in exeess of the import of sheep and oxen, Statistics show that in the city of Antwerp alone 4000 horses were slaughtered last year for human consumption, and the butch ers’ shops dealing exclusively in horse fleBh in the Belgium port already nutn ber thirty-two. \ .................. QUEER HUMAN NATURE. Sparrow Fight Almost Caused a Run on a Savings Bank. “The recent expose of the swindling speculative concerns in Wall street has shown how remarkably unsuspecting and gullible the average man and wo¬ man with small savings is,” a promi¬ nent New England savings bank offi¬ cial said to-day. “It is just as funny, when yours is not the bank involved, to see how sus¬ picious and fearful these same people become when there is the slightest sign of something wrong iu the case of such •rdinorily reputable financial institu¬ tions as savings banks. People never stop to think about the most impossi¬ ble advertisements of ‘wheat syndi¬ cates,’ etc., until after it is all over. They usually do all their thinking about solid savings banks before and not after something has happened. “One day last week a most amusing thing occurred in connection with one of our smaller savings banks. It was during the noon luncheon hour. Two sparrows had been having a fierce bat¬ tle in the street in front of the bank in question. The traffic on this particu¬ lar street is quite heavy, particularly while clerks, merchants and others are on their way to and from the midday meal. The sparrows made a consider¬ able noise and their movements finally landed them on the roof of the bank building. First one pedestrian stopped to watch the fight, then another, and so on until a fair-sized crowd stood on the opposite side of the street and looked up intently toward the low bank building. “That was enough. Late arrivals guessed at once something was the matter, and soon there was a rush from the outskirts ol' the crowd. A few were on their way to get their bank hooks and others to warn their friends. In the afternoon thirty-eight deposi¬ tors had appeared inside of half an hour, many of them humble, foreign born workmen, and it took the best efforts of the entire bank force to quiet them down and induce them not to withdraw their deposits. As a matter of fact, four were could paid off in gold to prove that they have their money if necessary. Then they didn’t want it.”—New York Mail and Express. Where .Soldiers Are Hit. A great military authority says that when a well-built man of six feet is facing the enemy he presents a surface to be shot at of one thousand square inches. ' His face has an area of fifty-six inches, and his neck of twenty-three inches, and out of every hundred men wounded in battle fourteen ’will be wounded in those parts. They are the most exposed parts of the body, whether the combatant be iu a trench or behind a tree or wall. The trunk offers nearly four times as large a target, but it is usually protect¬ ed by some form of defense work, and is, therefore, hit only nineteen times in a hundred. As Scraps says, it seems extraordi¬ nary that the arms have as great an area almost as the body. That is to say, what the anatomist calls arms, which include the shoulders. They measure two hundred and twenty-six inches, and receive thii’ty out of the hundred hits. The reason they are oftener hit than the body is that they have to be exposed so much in firing. The legs, including the hips, have the largest surface of all, measuring four hundred and twenty-two square inches, or nearly twice as much as the arms. But they are nearly always pro¬ tected by breastworks, rising ground, trunks of trees, etc., and so they are wounded only thirty-five times out of the hundred. When fighting at close quavters the head and body suffer very severely, and when fighting from behind trees the arms, having to be put forward to fire, receive an unusual number of l wounds. A curious fact, which every veteran knows to his cost, is that when the ‘ ground is hard bullets are reflected j upward and wound the legs and lower ' parts of the body, while, if the ground were soft, the bullets would bury themselves in it. Hail-Stovm Prevention. United States Consul Sephar, at An naberg, Austria, reports to the State Department an interesting and success ful experiment of a grape-grower in : that oountry in warding off the destrno- 1 tive hail-storms that visited his vine- 1 yard, At first he tried galvanized wire . netting, but this was too expensive, and he decided to install a battery and test the plan of causing explosions to drive off the hail-storms. He erected six stations on prominent mountain summits, commanding a territory of about two miles in extent. Tbe prac tical test is thus described: “Threatening black clouds made their appearance on the summits of the Baeher Mountains. At a given signal all the mortars were fired off and the continuous detonations in a few mo¬ ments caused a sudden reaction in the movements of the clouds. The cloud wall suddenly opened up funnel-like; the month of the funnel began to rise in the form of consecutive rings, ex¬ panding gradually until all the clouds scattered and entirely disappeared. No hail nor even a sudden downpour of rain fell. The same experience was gone through with six times last sum¬ mer, and has without a single excep¬ tion proven a successful preventive." NO. 45 HOW TO^ LIVE. Ro should we live that every hour May die as dies the natural flower— A self-reviving thing of power; That every thought and every deed May hold within itself the seed Of future good and future meed. —Lord Houghton. PITH AND POINT. Many a-man has overtaken Success only to find it traveling hand in hand with Disappointment.—Puck. Don’t get the notion that you are the greatest person in creation. There are plenty of other people who are just as small as you are.—Puck. “Fora while he was clear out of his mind about that girl.” “And now?” “Oh, now the girl is clear out of his mind. ”—Indianapolis Journal. “How many bicycle riders do you suppose there are iu the country?” “I don’t know, but, I meet them all every time I cross the street. ”—Judge. Love’s a oomplaisant little sprite, But It’s just as well to know He’ll not always lend his wings to help A lame excuse to go. —D etroit J ournal. When you hear a man talking about a “tip” that he has received, it is not only always easy to determine whether he is a waiter or only a bicyclist.— Boston Transcript. Alice—“Why did she refuse him— because they were of different faiths?” Clara—“Yes.” Alice—“And he re¬ fused to change his religion?” Clara “Oh, no; his wheel.”—Judge. “A man is never safe,” “What’s the matter now?” “I answered an advertisement offering ‘light homo work’ and ran upon my wife hunting a man to beat carpet.”—Chicago Rec¬ ord. McLubberty (hearing a suspicious noise in the kitchen)—“Moikey, phwot are yez doin out dhere?” Little Mike —“Nawthin’, sor.” McLubberty (sternly)—“Wull, stop it, at wance!”— Judge. Little Bess (so much accustomed to see baby creep that she thinks it is his normal mode of traveling)—“Oh, mamma, come quick! Baby is stand¬ ing on his hind legs.’’—Pittsburg Bulletin. Smith—“Penman is suffering from writer’s cramp.” Perkins—“In the hand?” Smith—“Yes. Where should it be?” Perkins—“I have known it to affect some writers in the stomach,” —Brooklyn Life. Dyspepsia Specialist (irritably)— “But, madam, you must chew your food. What were your teeth given you for?” Female Patient (calmly)— “They weren’t given to me; I bought, ’em.”—Odds and Ends. Flasherly—“Such a joke! Kit talked to a wax figure for half an hour, thinking it was Cholly Saphead.” Dasherly—“How on earth did she dis¬ cover her mistake?” Flasherly— “Bless you! she didn’t.”—Judge. “You won’t be wanted for two more days yet,” said the chief purveyor of Mbwpka to his prisoner. “Your mate promises to last longer than we anti¬ cipated.” “Bill,” said the sailor iu the cage, “was always a hard m|n to down.”—Indianapolis Journal. “And how did he die?” asked Mrs. Tenderfoot, who had come West to inquire after her husband. “Protest¬ ing his innocence, Mum,” said Lariat Bill, leader of the lynching party; “but it weren’t no use, Mum; we catched him with the bicycle in his persession. ”—Norristown Herald. “I have strong suspicions,” said the very susceptible young woman, “that he is a nobleman.” “Where’s bis title?” asked her father, in accents of suspicion. “He is traveling in¬ eognito. ” “Perhaps so. It’s either a case of ‘incognito’ or ‘alias, I can t quite make out which.”—Washington Star, Eev. S. N. Sation—“My dear, I am dreadfully perplexed about securing a subject for my next Sunday’s sermon, I want something new and novel; some subject that I. have not preached on before. Can you suggest anything?” Mrs. S. N. Sation—“How about preaching a sermon on religion?”— Puck. Looking Out for Herself. Here is au instructive story and one quite new about Queen Victoria. It was suggested to her the other day that Queen Anne’s statue, opposite St. should bo removed for the jubilee thanksgiving service, in order that the view might not be obstructed, When this proposal was submitted to Her Majesty she refused to sanction it. “I am not willing to allow the statue to be displaced,” the Queen is said to have remarked. “If I permit it some one may consider it a justification for removing my statue some day on a similar occasion.” A Famous TrUon Going. The Tombs, New York’s famous prison, is being torn down to make way for a bigger one. As a prison it had outlived its usefulness, and was crowded, unhealthy aud inadequate; but as a specimen of Egyptian archi¬ tecture it was as good as new, and ia so decided a loss to the city that it seems a pity that the outside of it can¬ not be moved away and set up some¬ where else.—Harper’s Weekly. The Bermudas export over 17,000, pounds of onions annually.