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. THE BRIDIL'S WELCOME, What, did you say, was my sister sayin’? 3 : “No luck comes when the eves are green.” Take that folly an’ tury it strayin’, Green is the luckiest colop seen, Isn’t grass green for the eyes to rest in? Aren’t the trees of the same sweet hue? Mind you this, when she starts her Jjestin’, / I'd love you less if your eyes were blue. > What was my little brother shoutin'? “Hair that "ud mateh our red cow's tail,” % T'll be with him an’ stop his floutin’ With a kind little word from the tip of a flail, You, with your hair where the sunshine ranges, Like the autumn light on the heschen track, ] Is it me would be wantin' changes? I'd love you less if your hair was black. What was my poor old mother Jcroakin'? “Never a cow and hens but few.” Widows, Cushla, is sore provokin’, "Tis often all that they’ve left to do. She, with her lame back, there at her knittin’, Angry with pain, and sad to be old— Mind you this, when she starts her twittin’, I'd love you less were you hung with gold. ¥ -—4 Alice Fleming, in The Acadeny, o UNDER THE CHERRY BLOSSOM Hayano and Mine sat together on a little hill on the outskirts of a small Japanese village. It was springtime. Cherry blos soms floated above them in big whitie ‘clouds, with just a faint suggestion of ipink, as if a sunset were dreaming a far away dreamin its petals. The stars were beginning to twinkie in the vio let robed sky, and the sound of laugh ter came and went in the gentle breeze, mingled with the tremulous note of a temple bell. - “How very bheautiful it is,” said Mine. “I wonder why the spring taps at my-heart and calls and beck ons, and bids me sing and clap my hands and rejoice. I think the very gods creep across the sky to-night, a great company looking down at the cherry blossoms. See, the movement of their robes almost blows out the stars, and some of them seem to change into roses and violets.” Hayano laughed softly and ca ressed her arm; then he let it fall gently upon the silk flowers of her kimono. “I have a faney,” said Hayano, solemnly, “that my-little one must be in love this springtime. Benten San tries so hard to make people fall in love with each other at the coming of spring.” - ; “Does she?” replied Mine, making the dimples come and go in her cheeks. “I wish I could fall in love with you, Hayano; but you are so /honorably ugly, and your heart is so full of learned books, that T can only cometoyonasatrend, o - = Wéfit&gpflfiwfi mfi@@n’ o e A fi&w%bfi' ls making their nests-n (Your hair, while you squint and 'squint in the effort to always keep in view the end of your nose.. Does it ‘not seem funny that Nirvana is to be ifoand at the very end of our noses?” Mine laughed merrily, and a broad, good natured smile played round Hay ano’s mouth. ; Ee s . “Did I ever tell you about Tessan?” continued Mine. “Yeg, I thought so. ‘He went out to do battle with the ‘Russians, the shining Sun against such a grisly, covetous Bear! A few ‘days ago I had a letter from Tessan telling me he was on his way to Japan—and, friend Hayano, he want ed me to become his wife.” ' “Did he?” replied Hayano, hiding ‘his feelings as he looked at the dis ‘tant sea with a pathway of moonlight streaming away to the horizon. 2T Wwish you both all happiness.” | Mine looked at him for some time. ‘Perhaps this school teacher, this son :of a charcoal burner, this man, whose outlook on life seemed so quiet and cold, felt the tapping of springtime Just a little, too. “Life,” said Hayano softly, “re ‘minds me of that pine tree over there, ‘With its thousands and thousands of ‘needles it is weaving a great picture ft'l'om the stars. And the stars g 0 out ‘sometimes, and the pine trees fall, ‘and so the great white pictures are ‘broken; but life goes on just the same!” : “You are sad to-night, Hayano. Let's talk abhout soldiers, about bat ‘tlefields and bhrave deeds. ' Oh, there ‘is music in the cannon’s roar. I love scldiers, Hayano!” “Yes, yes, of course you do!"” said Hayano, *“And You love Tessan, do You not?” “I think I do,” repiied Mine, who ‘seemed more like a child than a ;woman just then. “I ghall always ‘want you as my friend. You will 41- ways be my friend, Hayano, will you not?” “Always,” replied the man, “And when I am in trouble,” econ tinued Mine, “vou will come to this same spot, here, underneath thege cherry trees?” “Yes,” answered the man. “Tell me,” said Mine, “is there any love in your heart for me?” “Little one,” replied Hayano, soft- Ay, “dces the sea always rush up upon the shore and make the stones dance? ‘No, not always. Sometimes it s ‘silent. lam silent to-night. 1 love my work. 1 love trying to impart to children that which has delighted my Own soul. And perhaps my zreatest Joy is to see a child catch at the books I love and love them, too. I desire only your happiness, Mine, llf you are happy with Tessan, I shall be happy too.” “Yes, yes, my gcod friend. Ob, 1 am longing to see 'Tessan again so, 80 much! He will walk bravely with 2 gun and a sword, and ever =o many brave looks will come out of his eves, And he will be wounded a little— only a little, Hayano, for the honor of Japan. Oh, there is another stand ard besides the standard of battle. It is called the standard of Love!” With a little ery of delight, Mine jumped up and ran quickly down the hill. Hayano still sat under the cherry trees, and, with his eyves wide open, he dreamed his dreams. Just as the dawn appeared he, too, descended the hill. No gladsome shout came from his lips. He walked slowly, and springtime tapped at his heart, and every time he heard her tapping, he said: “I will not let her in!” 1T; And Tessan came to the little vil lage where Mine lived, and thrilled her heart with battle stories, and frightened her a little with his de scriptions of how the Russians once fired upon a makeshift hospital, and how a Japanese soldier, made mad with cruel wounds, did mock battle with the trees. Much more she loved to sail with her lover upon the river, where the lilies grew, and where they drifted into peaceful backwaters, hidden with drooping branches that had a way of stroking the blue sky with every breath of wind. Here all the world seemed blotted out. She forgot Hayano, and saw only the handsome face of the brave Tessan, Surely he was the bravest and most | handsome soldier in the Japanese {armyr i s | 1 It wasso these;da-’ya passed by. In {due time the little' village was , ‘with a hannv rriage—the marriage ot et e oot peale | of the village, poor as many of them | were, all sent their marriage offer ings, and Mine thought she was the happiest of all happy women. 11 A year ‘went by. Mine carried a merry baby boy upon her back. But Mine was not merry. For the last few months Tessan had grown cold toward her, He used to g 0 away to} Tokio and remain there for several days. At last Mine knew why he went to Tokio, and the knowledge went deep down into her heart, and left it aching and sore and very lone- Iy. Once when Tessan returned to ‘her, he said that, as he did not want her any more, he had obtained a di verce—a divorce hecause she did not | make rice quite as he liked it! | When the trouble came she thought | cf Hayano—Hayano, the good but neglected friend of hers. Many times | she contemplated asking him to meet | her on the little hill, and just as often she tried to banish the thoughtl from her mind. Why should shei trouble him now? And yet, eventual ly, she did write to Hayano, and he replied that he would meet her, ‘ And so it came about that on a certain spring night Mine journeyefl up the hill, where the cherry blossom ‘ hung like a beautiful pink-white cioud. Her baby bey laughed at the moonlight, Mine wished that hLe would not laugh quite so much now! How steep the hill seemed to-night, and how long the way! She rested Hnan.\' times on a bowlder, and onc-f*i &she thought she would retrace hr‘ri Isteps_ Then she caught cight of a | familiar figure looking in the direc !Liou of the sea. Once more Mine ‘px'ossed wearily forward, nearer and ;nearer to that calm form so peace jl"ully waiting for her coming. It isee*med to Mine that Peace sat under |the cherry blossom, and she wanted Peace to-night, ' Just as the little mother reached her destination a cloud covered the ' moon. She put out her hands eagerly { and touched the silent form. “Is that you, Hayano?” “Yes,” replied the man. “I am so glad you have come, I have not geen { you for such a long time. You are in ‘u-ouble. I could tell that by the touch of your hands in the dark. Tell me all about it, little one. 1t €xses a beart so much to reveal a sorrow to ancilier, does it not?” , “Yes, Hayano, I think it does, just | a little.” And Mine squatted down by : his side, and remained silent for a' long time. I “Little one, T am waiting for you to tell me about your trouble,” sald! the man, gently. ! “And L" replied Mine, “am wait. ! ing for the words to come! Myi tongue and throat are so dry to-night, Have patience with this long silence of mine. I cannot speak yet!” l “I will wait,” said the aman, *1 Iknow what that silence means, too!"” Mine pressed his fingers very tight |l:\' in her own for answer. “Dear Hayano, have you heard any l thing about me of late?” ; “No, little one. I have heard of ; T«81r marriage, that is all.” The baby boy cooed softly to him self, and then laughed because he beld in hi: wee hand a cherry Llos som. *What was that sound?” said Hay ano, hastily. “That was my child, my, little boy. He is very happy to-night. I don't think it’s very kind of him to be quite so happy. to-night!” “I am so glad yo: have a little child,” said the man, eagerly. “Some day I shall be able to teach him, glad in the thought that he is your child.” “Hayano! Don't talk like that! It hurts me. X “Listen. Have you heard of the fisherboy, Urashima, how he married the beautiful daughter of the Sea God?” “Ob, yes! But please tell me the story again.” “ 'Tis a sad story; but Urashima is .very much like other men. His beati tiful wife gave him all her love in that great palace under the singing sea, where there were wonderful jew els, red and blue and green. But presently Urashima grew restless. He wanted to go away and see the world again. His wife gave him a box and told him never to open it. But when Urashima had seen the world he opened the box. A wonderful cloud . came out and sailed away into the blue and vanished. And Urashima became a very, very old man and never went back to the palace of the | sea again.” Gy Mine paused, and then continued: “Hayano, if a woman's heart is big with love it cannot hold a man for long. Like Urashima, he goes 'awgyk and mnever comes back again. He ‘opens the box of the woman he onea: loved and scatters the sacred treasure to the four winds. Tessan was like ‘that. And now he has put me away. But it is better so. Watching his, coldness grow, day by day, wasiefg{-_f ble, terrible! I wish the spring had: not tapped at my heart. I think it was the ghost of a spring long age that tapped!” i ‘l Hayano gave a half stifled cry, re leased his hand from the grasp of Mine, and silently took theqhil'dfififl; his arms, and caressed the mauhqfi,fi and felt with one finger the tiny wet mouth, open a little in wonder. | “Hayano, Hayano, what is the mat ter?” said Mine, in a pitiful little ‘voice. “Oh, T wish the clouds would go away from the moon. I want to see your face again so muech!” “But it is such an ugly face, Mine,” said the man, trying to laugh with burning tears in his eyes, ~ © “There is so much feeling behindd, dear man of my heart!” mx%‘wfl (ki hed & RO He went on caressing the ehild, AVOICY ‘through him when small = fitfge). wriggled against his chin. N “Hayano,” said Mine, very tend & ly, “I want to tell you something. T want to tell you that I never loved Tessan as I love you now. A year ago you desired my happiness. ‘Dear lord, all my happiness is in your keep ing now!” S ; A “Wait till the moon comes out be~ hind. the clouds,” was all Hayano said, as he rested his face against the small head of the boy, ; Presently the moon shone forth and lit up the quaint figures sitting under the cherry tree. Mine, with a sharp ery of pain, saw her old friend in the robe of a Buddhist priest, a priest "holding in his arms a little child as if it were his own. } Then Hayano said, in a voice husky lwith emotion: “Little one, I cannot marry you now. I have entered the service of the Lord Buddha, T have taken the vows of celibacy, and they cannot be broken. I have always loved you, Mine, but I did not know until to-night, until it was too late, that I could make you happy. And the pine trees work with their thou sand needles star pictures, and the wind comes, and the pine trees fall without having finished their weav ing; but life goes on just the same, doesn’t it, little boy, that I shall teach some day?” ‘ . Once more tiie moon became hidden in a cloud. There was silence under the cherry blessom: but the far away waves hroke upon the shore, and they seemed to murmur, “Urashima!”— : Black and White, ‘ Lake Tahoe Sinking, ; ‘ According to recent reports Lake, Tahoe in the Sierras is falling rapid- i ly. The lake is situated on the boun- | dary of Nevada and California near Reno, Nev. About a month ago it Was observed that the waters were | receding. In four weeks’ time theyi had dropped fully six feet, The cause i of the subsidence is a mystery., Two i years ago the waters rose rapidly to such a height that the surrounding | towns were seriously threatened, The lake is very deep, and isg situated in wvhat some believe to be an extinet voleano, Possibly the mysterious changes of level may be due to vol canic action. According to a legend of the Washoe Indians the waters | oince were hurled out of the lake byl some snbterranean force and,over-g s helmed the inhabitants of towng in the valley to the eagt. - ! Shepherds believe the wool on a sheep’s back is an unfailing barome ter. The curlier the wool the finer will be the weather, No goods can be landed in Turkey which bear a trade-mark at all re sembling a crescert, 3 ' g 1 1 mely WA= @, au’n’on o AN G <N TN\ Hints N ’ New York City.—Every woman ‘who anticipates a visit to the sea thore during the summer months ex i ‘« s \‘_\'-_"?/ '\_\ a 0 4 D (\\;,. ? o ¢ } \ \ f ‘,’h P~ /77 R | / g /i\%, ’."O ";’ [ "‘(:\ ,f / / )"“f 2 AP e 7 N N/ s /‘,,‘_’ > / NN 7 U . ‘.‘_'_.l: 1 ‘ .{ f / o)/ ; }\\ i AL I | \ HN { N o /5} /}c ! [ |\A'4/. //// 01/ \ /4 / ;/ { l/'l; \ \ ; A 4 / //' i\ 1 \ e _*@\\‘% 1 e NY -1l : "m\?\\‘“fl . 7 4-\ 1 B ] |lm e ‘ pects to including a bathing suit in Lher outfit. This one shows all the latest features of the season. It gives Rl T %< ol //jsfi]‘i“ U SO (IR e N D 3 X 3 ;‘=7,~‘/’ A A ,l' ® bAk wenlg) <. obl el g, [/7 f} 27 '!l ““‘&’fé’,fl’;fit;f R = A e :‘l\ V 5 GN]’ ] ‘r::, : f,;f.‘: ; ;.-.;;?s_, W \‘y‘ \l.l’»_..\ o i : 'J:/-l;, ‘ :*;;% \‘l','«.\ | ,fm“’ *a . 7\ I( &7 : “ g ’l’ ALRY ‘| 32\ i | L AL e : P| ’ \\\ ! A | / P7O N | ; L "\ LAY ‘. e LA ' l/// "\\ s AU 1& 0\ \\3"l: - 5 IRV \\ N !i%l 1 VLN o= [t === W “%‘D‘fl P 2 = géf%g %hm—fi 2 !fl’.flflgfig = ) U~ s g Bk - /:nf\/{; e~ the princesse lines at the front and 18 made with close fitting sleeves and it is altogetf;er graceful and attrac tive at the same time that it is quite simple. In the illusiration black mo hair is trimmed with black and white striped taffeta. For the trimming al. most any contrasting material or banding can be used that may be liked. The suit s made with the bloom ers and the gown. The bloomeoers are of the regulation sort that are fitted by means of darts at the hips, whiic they are drawn up below the knoes by elastic inserted in the hems, 'The gown portion is made in semi-prin cesse style, the skirt and the blouse being joined by means of a belt at the back and sides, while they cut in one at the front, . The quantity of material required for the medium size is ten yards twenty-seven, five and three-fourth yards forty-four, or five and onec-half yards fifty-two inches wide, with one and one-half yards twenty-seven inches wide for trimming and tie. Babyfied Hats, Hats appear to become more and more babyfied. Just so there be a rufile somewhere about the face to nive a caplike air, and that it gets back of the head-—that is about o one seeks for. This style is decidedly English, since no one but the English weman ever seems to have any suc cess with such headgear, and they etiit her picturesque head and sweet ly-pretty face better than women of any oth r country, oW Neek fft,. 0 Little short neck ruffs thick and reaching hig.° about th¢ ears and chin, but not at =N de n. are worn tied at the back with a short bow of ribbon. Some are of tulle, some of feathers, some of shaggy ragged flow er petals, small, and binding tightly the throat, not at all the neck or shoulders, as recently. Directoirve Style, As the season advances, it needs no great prophetic vision to foretell the assured acceptance of taffeta coats with soft muslin and lace skirts. There was quite a promising attempt made on these lines last season, which those of us who saw and noted real ized was then only in its infancy of popularity, It is highly probable, however, that in this particular con nection the long-tailed Directoire coat will supplant the present short semi fit, in which case there is every prom ‘ise of the long-handled pa<asol com | ing once again to the fore. ) | Waist Accessories. The tailored set is severe in style and is designed to be worn with plain shirt waists. In the illustration it is made of blue linen scalloped, dnd the two front pieces are buttoned to gether by means of small pearl but tons. The smaller jabot and pointed stock can be made of lace, as illus trated, or of fine lawn or embroidery, or indeed, of any material that is suited to such purpose, while the longer jabot and the high stock can be made from lawn or linen, as illns trated, from silk or lingerie material, or the collar and stock can mateh the waist, while the jabot is of net, lace or other thin fabric. The quantity of material required is for the tailored set one' and one- fourth yards twenty-one, one vard twenty-seven, seven-eighth yard thir ty-two; for the shorter jabot with col lar two and three-eighth vards of lacs three and one-fourth inches wide, three-eighth yard of beading., two vards of insertion, three-fourth * urd / J:’:g‘:‘.;? 7\‘\: y M, W, é G 0 g, AR ) o A 0 55w i -.} ‘::)A'IAA“ %’-!E D, [ B Z';r 3 IO L ie v &l 4 % Lo , ! % " of edging; for the longer jabot and coliar one-half yard of any width for coliar and stay, one-half yard thirty two, threc-eighth yard forty-four for jabot and bow. Satin Charmeuse, The loveliest of all materials for evening gowns is the satin charmeuse, a wonderfully soft and silky fabric, which seems to have all the supplc ness of Oriental satin combined with the greater richness of satin duch esse. | A Tie Novelty, The tailored girl is wearing with her turn-over collar odd little butter flics of leather, ,:"»,: T e .\,‘,‘. , _‘:’s,_‘:: ith the Ugggszh [2w§ G gy : b Vi \_t::,..“,_‘ 9 Y N, Saddest of the Sad. "Tis sad, when you must borrow ;ea&h, 5 To find your friend won’t lend it; To be in jail for taking grait, 3 And can’t get out to spend it. "Tis sad to walk where peaches grow, And be too short to reach them; To world-awakening sermons write, 3 And not be asl;ef to preach them. is sad to learn a scandal through : A key-hole, so can’t tell it; To read the joke vou called yvour own, Before you'd time to sell it. But this is far the saddest fate The sun will ever shine on: - > To be a vine and want to twine, And have no oak to twine on. : —Lippincott’s Magazine, So e Could Not. “Now, just tell the story in your own words,” said the lawyer to the witness. “But I'm under oath, ain't 12" re plied the frank witness. — Yonkers Statesman. - . Not a Chance. voctor—“Your wife is very ill, sir, and likely to die.” Husband—" You needn't worry about her, doctor. She got a new dress the other day, and she hasn’t tried it on yet."—Tit-Bits. IKnew His Lesson. Sunday-schol Teacher—“ Now, Ose wald, if another boy were to come up, to you and sirike you on the cheek, what would you do?” Oswald (promptlyl-——“Put myself in his place.”—Louisville Herald. | Discretion. “It seems to me you're letting him off pretty easy. You only call him eccentric when you mean he's a thief.” “I can't afford to call him a thief, old chap. He's my chauffeur!’ ’— Brooklyn Life, By Way of Encouragement, “The manager always keeps back a pbortion of the villain's salary.” “Why does he do that—afraid he'd skip?” “No, but he always acts his part better when he's mad.”-—Bt. Louis Globe-Democrat, | When Life is Vain. | “Well,” said Finnegan, ‘(here’s only wan time whin life ain't worth livin’.” _ , i “An’ whin is that?” asked Flan nery. I “Whin ye think it ain't.”—Catho lic Standard and Times, NN e | s B 3 A i Ambitious, - v 3» U 2 AU E e i ik N w’ - S L s e v«* oh e 4y A ¢ o Gel So ; ."“n'i'?"'.f. // ; ; _.‘:s"f‘.;'-‘f»“ X L o 2 i 'u,.'r,“'&’ RS ?\‘\ \' '£ ¢ s G A\ ik @ BT ke 8 T R A 2 :;‘;;%}j'fl yf(\‘:,ég/‘;‘-,_ . %a’: 1’ io, e A e Tt RS ARG TR ) Al iy 3 'flj:, ‘,.»‘] fi"' ; r’l'l' i: R 7, Y | b Bt ;"’:’4:,'.‘, 1 / . ! ’lug” : I 4 ‘ ?l‘p /I,’ % | “And what are you going to dc | when you grow up?” | “I'm going to drive a pie wagon!"” | —New York Telegram. Quite So. 3 “Of course,” said the conceited Young physician, “there will always be some tubercular allments, but if people would only take my advice there would he fewer.” “Yes,” replied Knox, “fewer peoy ple."—Philadelphia Press. The Pictorial Substitute, “We must economize,” declared Mr. Gunson. “We simply can't afe ford to go abroad this year.” “Very well,” said Mrs, Gunson, “I'il Just tell all my friends to be sure to gend me posteards from every poing they visit.”—Brooklyn Lite, A Relief to Both, At last,” he sighed, “we're alone, I've been hoping for this chance,” “So have 1,” she said, very frankly. “Ah! you have guessed, then, that I wanted to tell you that I love you,” “Yes, and I want to say ‘No’ and get it over with.,”—London Opinion, Not Overlooking Anything, Laundryman—‘lregret to tell you, si, that one of your shirts is lost.” Customer—" But here, I have just paid you twelve cents for doing it up.” Laundryman — “Quite right, sir, We laundered it before we lost it — Harper's Weekly. A Case For Hurry. Cleverton (who has hired a taxi meter cab to propose in)-—*‘Say ‘yes,’ darling!” Miss Calumet—‘Give me time to think.” ! “Heavens! But not in here! Con sider the expense!"—Life, Justifiable Arrest, Barber (in up-Statetown) —‘There must be some grouchy coppers in lit tle old New York. I see where a bar ber was arrested there recently for combing a policeman's hair on Sun day.” Cigar Drummer — “Probably he deluged the cop's tresses with water without asking permission.”—Brook va Life,