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VOU!
10 jibrnw* l» trite; tlio Insincere
\iiil glibly iim It,
And often liyixx rlinj nustoro
I tlifllr projects chotwn It:
To aid t .
Hm whi n Mid Mpoken from the heart.
While grief* oml cares opprsntf you.
The sun nppmrx, the cloud* dcpnrt—
That common phrase, tlod Mesa you I
Life often Is a dreary nuul.
Where thorns and briers beset you.
And while you slugger 'neath your load
Small troubles sting and fret you.
It light* tho eye and dries the tear
■When nil these Ills distress you.
IfJrora a friendly voice you hear
plin
Tho couimou phrase, < »od bless you!
And often when the heart would apeak
Its Impulse sweet and tender,
And other words are all too weak
Its meanings deep to render.
Or gratitudes a medium seeks
In which it would address you.
Then in the phrase a volume speaks -
Tha common phrase. Owl bless you!
—Cape Cod Item.
THE SKENE-DHU.
"Better lot the girl go, Arthur. 1
would not worry myself ubout her if
I were you. If ahe' prefers the other
fellow you cun nevor make her
transfer her affection by running
after her. Besides, such conduct on
your part would be unmanly and
utterly unmunly in a Macgrcgor.”
"Who’s going to run after her! I
simply state that I intend to be present
at the ball tomorrow night, and yon
intimate that I shall bo i-nnninguftor
Helen Jamison! I cannot help it if
she chooses to go. At tlioso public
charity 1 Mills anybody of averngo re-
abf
spectablllty. witli the ability to pay
It
Hve dollars for admission. Is wel
come, I suppose, and I lmvn ho
doubt that that valuable Institution,
the Asylum for Office Beckers’ Wid
ows, or whatever it is, will ho bene
fited to the extent of live dollars
from the pookotbook of Janiisou
perc for his (laughter's ticket."
"Well, Arthur. 1 ant glad you are
not going to nmko a fool of yourself.
From what you say, 1 imagine Miss
Jamison does not look upon you
with such favor us we thought. Is
Sam Bangs suing to take her to the
ball?"
"How the lienee should I know!”
responded Arthur, with sudden feroc
ity, and 1 did not say any more.
Arthur Macgrcgor was my chum,
and 1 knew his dis|m.sition so well
that I could forgivo his little chnlli-
tiou'of te'inner. i‘S|iebtnlly when I
knew that I Imd given film ample
provocation. My regard for him
was fully returned, I know, 1ml ho
often used to say, when s|N>akltrg of
me. that Ned Pierce could say aggra
vating, tilings ill a cold blooded way
that would dangerously si rain the
i.trongosl ties of friendship. Per
haps Al l lull- was right, hat I am
sure it wnsuuiutciilioiml on my part,
“1 sliull go in costume." Arthur
nminunred alter a |mnse, during
which we hnd laith smoked so vigor
ously that tny little den looked more
like the private room of n Gorman
Student than I ho business office of a
respectable rising young lawyer.
“As a Highlander, I suppose, Ar
thur, "said I, waving my hand to dis
pel the smoke, so that I could look
at his face.
A "Of course. I have the dross, and
i foci more at homo iu a n'-ilillo aud
kilt'than in anything <V-o, except an
-ordinary coat and vest
The IhiII, which was to tiring to a
•close the fair held for tho benefit of
a deserving 'charity, ws to bo tho
•octal event of the season. While
not absolutely a fancy dress gather
ing, it was left to tho oiition of thosn
attending whether they appeared in
costume or in evening ilrt-ss. Many
of the' gentlemen hail signified their
intention of going in fancy cos
tumes, while it was understood that
moat of the ladies would appear only
in the gorgeous productions of tho
modem modiste.
Arthur Macgregor, though an
American, prided himself on his
blue blooded Scottish descent. The
Macgregore of the olden time had
been terrible fellows, who took a
prominent part in the Border war,
with the Douglases and others of
that ilk, and who, with claymore
and targe, led their neighbors a sad
life of it when they took it into their
heads to organizo a sheep stealing
expedition, or to avenge some real
or fancied affront offered to their
ci-in.
‘What do you think of myoos-
tumet" asked Arthur, as he showed
- himself to me before we started for
the boll on tho following evening.
- "Do you think I should have passed
muster if I had lived in the Six
teenth century, when the Macgreg-
on were a power in the bonny laud
of cakes!"
I was obliged to admit that ho did
look well. A tall, handsome fellow
•with a mnsoive, sinewy frame, of
which his legs, boro at the knee,
were somehow the most conspicuous
portion, the picturesque dress of a
' Highlander suited him exactly. From
the tip of the long, ravon black
" feather in his bonnet to, the heels of
his buckled shoes he looked every
Inch a Scotch warrior.
"What is that iu your stocking,
. Arthur j" I asked.
; He stooped and drew forth a nar-
. row bladed dagger, fitted into a
hilt, with a white butt. The
, though spotted hero and thore,
the rust of blood from a foe-
n’s heart had not been thoroughly
oved, Was still bright and gleam
As Arthur flourished it in the
ght it looked n murderous weap-
Vvhich would do terriblo ex
ecution in the hand of a desperate
man.
“Ah! this is one of the most pre
cious heirlooms of my family. This
knife Is hundreds of years old. It
was given to u Macgrcgor by Doug
las himself, anil there is a tradition
that when one of our name is betrayed
in love he can regain the affections
of the muiilen of his heart if he can
manage to draw blood from her
bosom with this knife."
What a villainous idea! 1 am
afraid that in this prosaic ago such a
proceeding would result in a very
unromantic charge of felonious as
sault and battery instead of a fond
reunion of two loving hearts." I re
marked. "Was that heathenish dng-
gor launched into existence with
that mission anil no other)”
"No. A weapon of this kind is
part of every Highland warrior’s
equipment, 11 is en lied the skene-dhu
—black knife. When the owner was
hard pressed in combut, and could
no longer use his sword, lie drew his
sknno-dhu from his stocking and
tried to turn the tide of battle by
plunging tho blade into liis adver
sary."
Very convenient."
The skene-dhii was also used
sometimes to give the fallen foe his
coup do grace, anil in tho hunt it
won employed to cut the throat of a
slug which had lieen brought down
by u liolt from a crossbow."
Arthur Macgregor turned the dag
ger over in hix hands utl'eetionutoly.
us he deseriiMxl its uses, und then l-e
turned it to its nest in his stocking,
whore tho white butt on the black
handle looked liko the evil eye of a
Cyclopean imp iu ambush.
Au hour luter Arthur and I en
tered the holl where tho hull wus in
progress. I saw him look swiftly
around, and thou ho marched to the
upper end of the large room, where
the stage, a muss of hugs amt ever
greens, win occupied by tho orches
tra Around the hull were the stalls in
which fancy urtlcles hud been offered
lor sulo during the pust two weeks.
Their contents hud ull been removed,
aud thu stalls themselves converted
into arliors, where, amid cool looking
pulms and artistically disposed flow
ers, tile most delightful tote-u-totos
could lie en joyed by the tired duuc-
cih. Into one id these Arthur made
his way, and there ho sat, iu solitary
gratideui, glowering around tho
room and looking. 1 knew, for Miss
Helen Jumisoti.
I had fallen in with a group of ac
quaintances and was talking thu
usual conventionalities about the
tasty decoration of tho hull, the pros'
ports of a large attendam-e, the
merits of thu charity, thu lUiiumial
results of thu fair mid so on Thou
ii eel lain young lady sailed through
thu doorway witli her brother, and
ns 1 laid tho best of feeling toward
this same tunlhcr l took his sister
off his Imuds and jollied in the grand
niim-h just tlnm forming. As wo
to he not a shadow upon her mind.
To he sure I thought 1 could see
signs of preoccupation, in her man
ner, as if Mr. Bangs' conversation
were not tho only thing she desired
in this lifo. But then I had had pain
ful experience of Mr. Bangs' possi
bilities os a bore, and 1 did not won
der at Helen Jamison's attention oc
casionally wandering from his stream
of smull talk.
"Wonder if this quarrel between
Arthur and Miss Jamison is ns se
rious as he seems to think," 1 solilo
quized as, after delivering my part
ner into the earn of her brother, 1
strolled up into tho gallery nnd sat
by myself to gather strength for a
waltz for which l had 1 looked myself
with a notoriously vigorous dancer
"1 am sure slio does not cure anything
for Sum Bangs. I guess it is only a
lovers' quarrel, nnd thut she and
Arthur will lie all right iu the course
of u few days.”
As I made this philosophical reflec
tion I glanced carelessly in the di
rec-tion of tho stage. Thu musicians
were sitting quietly iu their bower
of foliuge, turning over the leaves of
their music and occasionally start
ling the company with fugitive toots
of u few bm-s where they did not feel
quite sure of u passage, or giving a
violinist an "A,” in a brotherly de
sire thut his instrument should tie i-
perfect tune.
But what is this! Yes, surely —
Helen Jamison sitting in thu little
arlmr neur the stage, where Arthur
Macgregor took up his |<oxit.um ou
our first entrance 1 Mult hidden by
tho drooping fronds ot thu palms,
she is looking around the hall appar
ently for someliody. 1-Vrhups for
Bum Bungs, who, in Ills dress ns a
Revolutionary soldier, is wandering
feebly over the Moor, evidently wish
ing that la: had not conic in a cos
tunic wherein tho trousers are cut oil
at the knees.
No! This is tho person silo wanted
to see. 1 can tell that by lull' UUeou-
orned manner, as Artluu Miuigi-cgor
stalks op to tin) arbi11', and al'h-i
standing at I lie entrance fm a tim
seconds, doll's Ills blue bonnet suit
THE ROSE PARK OF NICE.
enters. i , ,
From where lam sitting 1 cun see; the simplicity of the means employed
into the urisir, though the two oeeu-1 their perfect adaptation to the
pants ute concealed from nearly ov- em ' to bo attained, which is to obtain
orybody iu the hall liy the palms! an abundant and continued produc-
uud llowei-s. Sbu is seated m a chair j tion of flowers witlioutgreat expense
facing me. lie draws another in i and without exhausting the pluuts.
front of her, with his hack to mi: As A rosi-l-r.: h, us is known, docs not
paraded slowly around tho great,
hall
liall to the strains of a selection
from "linhoiigrin," I looked at every
couple us they passed us ill tho mazes
of tho march Iosco if Helen Jamison
were there.
At Inst! Yes, there she is, nnil—
leaning on the ami -if Sam Bangs.
But. whero was Arthur) Not in tho
urlmr uenr the stage, whero I hnd
last seen him! Not among tho prom-
enoilers! Notstnndingin that group
of young men near tho door—most
of thorn In ovening dress—watching
the knloidoscopio effect of tho rnnrch,
wherein tho quaint costumes of tho
gontlomou aud tho rich party dresses
of the ladies seemed in every in
stance so well matched! Not in the
gallery, whero many who did not
care to donee had betaken thom-
solves to enjoy a full view of the
proceedings below! Where was hot
“Do you see her)" muttered a
bourse voice in my car, as I was
bending my boad to speak to tho
lady on my arm through the music.
I turned with a start.
Thero at my olbow, his mighty
frame trembling with passion as he
kept step hi the march, his face
flushed, and his strong, white teeth
savagely biting at his blond mus
tache, was Arthur Macgregor.
“Do you soo her)" ho repeated.
"And him?"
As he spoke the black feather in
his bonnet vibrated in sympathy
witli the tremor of hate that went
through him like an electric current,
and I saw the nervous fingers steal
down toward tho black liilt of tho
skonordhu which, to my imagination,
seemed to actually wink lawless en
couragement with its white oye.
"Don’t be a fool, Arthur,” was my
response, but lie was gone.
As Holen Jamison passed nnd re
passed mo -in the march I was obliged
to admit that thero was some excuse
for Arthur Macgregor’s mad love for
her. A decided brunette, with the
soft brown oyes that will play the
deuce with an impressiounblo young
man's heart—especially when the
young man has Gaelic blood in his
veins—cheeks iu which the rich color
comes nnd goes with every passing
emotion, a .tall, stately figure, car
ried with the easy grace bom of per
fect health nnd the lifelong drill of
good breeding, und to crown all, a
wealth of blue-black hair hanging
abovo white shoulders in the classic
coil so perfectly in keeping with her
statuesque beauty.
What if the brown eyes could flash
Are sometimes, while the color deep
ened in the fnircheok8? Just nov-
she was smiling at some remark of
her companion, and there nppeared
A Garden in France Whero Roiei Are
Groan on a Very Large Soule.
I have several times had occasion
to visit the famous Park of Roses at
Nice. Tile flowers there are the
most beautiful In the world.
Both banks of the Vur are bor
dered by a line of hills of some
height, which are prolonged as far os
the sea. The hills on the left bank
aid in protecting the whole plain of
Nice from the northwest wind.
Toward the southern extremity of
these hills, on very rich, alluvial soil,
is the Curras quarter, in which are
the principal market gardens of
Nice. In that quarter, also, n little
higher up the hill, is tho Josephine
villa, or Park of Roses.
Here roses are ctilti'ited exclu
sively for sale iu winter ns cut flaw
ers. Out of the twenty eight or
thirty acres which tho property com
prises about ton acres are devoted to
the purpose of forcing the lose trees,
and are covered with very numerous
smnllgreenho-i.es or extensi'-o hoi-
bod frames, ono or thu other of these
being always in u»o for furthering
the production of tba floweis. Tho
total surface covered with glasses-
ceeds 8,000 square meters, oi an ac:o
and a half.
Naturally i* is h-rmg the months
of active snle, from November to
April, thot the principal luu vet oc
curs, but even iu thospringand «-im
mor the very beautiful l-oses grown
under shekel me in demand by the
dealers. Tli<-«e loses oie the onlv
ones..m neuily the only onw, which
show a purity ot |s:rfis-t tint, exempt
on tho outside petuls Horn the discol
oration, the veinmgdhd folds, which
ate caused by the bite of cold, too
warn! sunstrokes or prolonged ho
midity.
During the smn-ner tho movable
sides of the greenhouses are taker,
away, and there romqius only the
CHIT OF THE SEASON.
HOW ONE WOMAN REGAINED
HER mdvijKe THINNESS.
HE I* IN SAVANNAH AVI
FRI EN M TO-BA V
A ColIrrOoH oi lion* Thnl Will In*
Irrrnl (hr I.ndirn.
A very swell girl curls her linir on
silver curling tongs.
Hr Itlnr Her. Third Peru Oppo.iiii
for C'onxrrsn In Ihr Prr.011 of I.
II. Heed, of Rnki-r — Hnu.ll,
Ttaonah, U Nora lo Win thr
Nominating Contrcnllon. ,
Any delicate colors may he “set” l>y
soaking the article to be washed in a
basin of tepid water into which a tea-
spounfu! of turpentine has been
stirred.
A pretty summer cloak to be worn
over light or bright summer gowns is
of blnck lace, which falls in loose, un-
cunttned folds to the feet, Ims full
bishop sleeves and no lining.
Tailor-made underwear is the latest
whim of the fashionable woman. She
supplies her private seamstress with n
model of her llgure, and tile dninty
guuzcil undergarments are fitted like
u glove over each limb.
I.ace epaulets ever the shoulders,
ending en the chest and back In a kind
of folded fichu arrangement, and puffed
elbow sleeves, with snhots of lace, give
tho finishing touches to the approved
dress for young ladies.
Thu best fashion authorities In this
country nnd in l’ai-is assert that the
"sweep of skirts is to be out otf,” and
that they will be of almost even length
all around. It is predicted that the
outline of the bell skirt will be re
tallied, but that it will be varied in
cut, some models having narrow gored
breadths, nnd utliers having a bias line
instead of a sloped seam down tile
middle of the back.
A Indy who returned from Europe
the other day, says the New York
glass roof which protects the flowers j Tribune, much thinner than when site
from the rainstorms.
left home about a year ago, says that
The proprietor mnl founder of the 1 s |„, mvi . s thc reduction In her weight
establishment is Mr. Antoine Mari
Itmny he said that iho most striking
feutilfo of his mode of cultivation is
ho sits down I sen the while on the i require n high temperature. Certain
simply by partaking only of one dish
at each meal. Of that dish, whatever
It was (ami she was allowed free
choice), she ate as much as she de
sired, but there was “no variety;” that
was the physician’s Hat, and the re
sult was a complete victory over cor
pulence,
The old-time popularity of whist
hilt of tho sUeno-ilhu gleaming in j varieties, like tho saffron rose, con-
n ray ot light that, streams through tinuo to put forth butts and flowers
tho foliage, nnd l ihink involuntarily all "’inter long iu Provence, nnd well
.if the tradition associated with tin-1 developed fijses of that variety can
knife in the Macgregor family j b® lacked at the end of November
"I wish I could hour ivhat they are ®von in tho climate of Paris. At Mr.
saying," 1 say to myself "J should
not like to ho an eavesdropper, hut I
am ufviitd of Arthur when ho gets
Into one of those terrible moods of
liis In his jealous liim/.y-ho fnigliv
veu kill that girl."
1 can seo the largo fan of Miss
Jamison languidly wiivu.g to ulkl fro
as slid apparently listens to ivhnt Av
thin- is saying Tlu-io i- tmdiinht
that In: is di-.xpi'i-iiltily m umnost. ilix
gesticulations-how ihiit. flow that
gentle iqovemonr >f ilio inn must
hafo Win 1 If I could only -ho then-
faces! I do not Uti-cv wliei hor tlmv
are quarreling or not Now lie leans
forward and takes her hand, film
snatches it away. The fau stops
waving. I son him hringhisiiscduwn
on Ills knee, and then:
The sknno-dltnl
Like a Uash Ills (logon fly to tho
hilt of the "black knife." I see tho
white eye glistening in his murder
ous hand ns ho raises tho weapon
over tlio head of the helpless girl,
and then I suddenly regain control
of my paralyzed limbs!
I rush wildly down the stairs, half
a dozen at a time, and fly nlong the
hall toward the little arbor where a
fearful tragedy is being enacted in
the very midst of a festive gather
ing. I get a hasty glimpse of people
staring at me in open mouthed sur
prise, of young men bestowing on
me a supercilious grin, of promenad
ing couples moving hastily out of my
path. I hear the yonng men and the
couples asking each other what is
tho matter with me! But I take no
heed!
All I can see is the skene-dhu.
The terrible blade is still in his up
lifted hand, while the girl sits quite
still, evidently too frightened to
move. I hear her voice saying some
thing in low, broken accents. Then
he flourishes the knife to make the
deatli stab deep and sure.
I reach the arbor. Another sec
ond and my hand will clutch his
arm.
Too late!
Tho glittering steel comes down
like a flash of lightning and—turns
into n fan.
Thero is a buret of silvery laughter
from Miss Jamison ns she takes the
fan from his hand and says: “Thank
you, Arthur. It is n very pretty
present. You know my weakness
for curiosities in fans. I will use tiffs
to kill oft all the bores of my ac
quaintance."
"Beginning with Sam Bangs, I
hope," puts in Arthur.
"You are n silly boy. Sam Bangs,
indeed! Who will you be jealous of
next? Show mo once more how this
spring is managed and do not talk
nonsense."
As I turn tiwny to look for my vig
orous partner in the waltz just com
mencing, I have only breath enough
for the incomplete sentence:
"Well, I’ll he d d."—George C.
Jenks in Pittsburg Bulletin.
Mari's place the rose trees uro planted
cither in threo lines parallel to each
other, for tho bushy variety, or in
the case of those with fluxihlo stalks,
each by itself, something liko grape
vines, us for instance, tho Moreclml
Niel. They ni-e sheltered by frames
just, high enough above the ground
to ullow a man walking about inside, j
At tho height of tho season, from
Dec. l.'i to April IB; the Park of-Hoses
sends away an average of Bill) dozen
roses a dnv,—Henry do Vilmorin in
Revuo Hortioolo;
ims been revived, ami many people
spend their evenings in playing this
game,
Exurniainj; Fruit iu Maine.
Tho most thoroughly frightened
man in Auburn was a Gray farmer
who brings blueberries to market.
From tho stoi-y ho tells it is no won
der. He was driving down the street
at tho gray of dawn nnd just a suspi
cion of tho red nnd blue tints which
herald tho lord of the day was ting
ing tho east. The old farmer was
thinking over the fat pocketbook he
would voturu with when he had Bold
his fruit, and the old horse was am
bling leisurely along when, horrors I
out from behind a building sprang
four blue coated policemen.
Their white holmets and brass but
tons gleamed in the morning sun,
which just then looked over the
horizon. Arms gleamed ominously
from their belts, and the fierce look
they wore caused the old man to
run over his past sins like lightning.
One grabbed the horse, two seized
the farmer, while a fourth proceed
ed to examine the cargo. It ap
peared harmless enough and the
man was allowed to drive on.—Ban
gor Commercial.
Morality of Circus Life.
As regards the morality of circus
lifo, tho occupation of .the perform
ers forbids that they should indulge
In dissipation of any kind. Even if
inclined in the direction of vice they
have no time to indulge in it. On
tlio road they rise at 7 or 8 o'clock,
leavo the sleeping car and breakfast
at a hotel and have a morning re
hearsal. Then como dinner, the
uftomoou performance and' supper,
then the ovening performance, and
at 13 o'clock, or pa hojtr und a half
nftev they nro through work, they
must ho in tho car again or a severe
lino is imposed.
In winter tho stars go to Europo
nnd perform in tho heated circus
buildings or stay at homo and prac
tice. It is a hard life, hut it is as
good ns any other honest calling, and
I cannot recollect a singlo scandal
that bus boon proved to lio at the
door of n circus actor.—Denver Sun.
BRIGHT BEN
1>J|
8ft
I'nini tlii-Siivaniinli l’resi*.
Bright Ben Bussell, with his friend,
Hon. J. D. Harrell, of Decatur, is in
the city to-fiay. His friends, and b
has many a score of them in Havana
arc on all sides congratulating '
Russell on his unanimous nomination
by thc Democrats for Congress in the
Second district.
Mr. Russell Ims done great work Tor
Democrney in liis district. For
months he ims been 00 the stump,
shelling tile woods and winning the
plaudits of Ills hearers in every pre
cinct. Few can surpass him In cam
paigning. lie Ims developed greatly
as a political speaker. His engaging
ways, liis pronounced popularity, and i
liis thorough knowledge of affairs pQ-l
litical were simply irresistible andA
there was nothing for the convention (
to do when it met but to confer upon I
him tile honor whioh his trneand tried
Democracy mid his untiring work lmd
won for linn.
Incidents of the Convention.'
The convention was harmonious and
gave evidence of an united Democracy.
Mr. Russell's opponent for the honor
of Democratic nominee was Col. O. B.
Stevens. When the noiniimtiun had
been made Col. Stevens wnlked up to
Mr. Russell, took him by the hand,
and assured him of liis imiBt hearty
support In tlie Congressional election.
This brought out a volley of cheers
from those in the linll. 4,
After tile adjournment Col. Stevcnsf
and Mr. Russel) walked down the
streets of Albany arm-in-ar* amid
shouts of gladness from the Democrats.
This evidence of unity in the ranks
was very pleasing to nil and wns a sure
omen of the triumphant success of Mr.
Russell when the election ooours,
Third Partr Candidate.
It Is now understood that Hie Third
Party will have out. a candidate for
Congress in the person of Dr. I. . II,
Hand, of Baker.
The Third Party is strong in the
Second in only a few counties, and
there is little doubt of the election ol
Mr. Russell. If tile Third Party does
put up Dr. Hand that gentleman will
‘ ' Mr. “ ” ' ■
lie L
ies y t
find Sir. Russell a hard man to handle
ou the stump. The Democracy Is
solidified, and with such a strong
' 111
y Is
ban
ner hearer they cannot nnd will not
think of defeat.
It is undei-stuod tlmt, because of the
bent, the campaigning in the Second
will not be begun befoi
ore the middle
of September. “By that time Mr. Rus
sell will Imve rested from liis rooent
hard work nnd will he ready for tlie
field in opposition to nil comers who
are opponents of Demoornoy and good-
government.
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TUB ONI/Y ONK KYEU PRINTED.
Gan You Find the Word?
There,is a-H-inoli display ndvertise-
lils week, which
•baking Hands nt French Funerals,
A most painful custom at French
funerals is tlie posting at the exit
door of the church wherein the cere
monies take place of tho mole head
of the doceasod person's family, the
widower or the eldest son or brother,
whose duty it is to shake hands with
every person who has been present
at the obsequies, when once they are
over and people are going away. It
is not otiquette for tho gentleman to
speak to anybody, hut if he is moved
to tears his weeping is considered a
most appropriate action.—Paris Let
ter.
Report comes from London of the
discovery of the thistle as an article
of food for man as well os beast.
When boiled it is not unlike delicate
turnip tope.
Have night garments that will in
sure the utmost degree of repose-
provided of course that bedding and
ventilation are also properly ar
ranged.
The costliest toy on record was a
broken nosed wooden horse which
belonged to. Napoleon Bonaparte and
was sold a year or two ago for 1,000
francs.
Surdou mnl tho Flmuicler.
A rich financier once called upon
Vietorien Snnlou and explained brief
ly thut the passion of liis life was to
attend on the first night of the rep
resentation of a play. ‘ ‘Sorry X can’t
oblige you," Bold Sardou, anticipa
ting the request. “I thought not, M.
Sardou, but I have an idea. I have
a beautiful daughter eighteen years
old. I will give her 300,000 francs if
your son will accept her os his wife;
then being the father-in-law of the
son of the author I shall have a
right, as a member of the family of
tho author, to assist on the first
nights of his pieces."—Chicago Post.
A Redeeming Trait.
Minister (severely, to bad boy)—
Do you smoke cigarettes?
Bud Boy—Yes, but I don’t collect
tho pictures.—Kate Field’s Washing
ton.
mont-in-tthia paper, till
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one nppenring eneli week, from thu'
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