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v 3 ¢ “THE HOMESTEADER, ion J Wind-swept and fire-swept and wwept with bitter rajn— This was the world I came to when T came across the sea— Sun-drenched and panting, a prégnant, waiting plain Calling out to humankind, calling out to me! Leafy lanes and gentle skics and little fields all grecn— f This was the world I came from when I fared across the sea— The mansion and the village and the farmhouse in between, Never any room for more, never room for me! : “D’ve fought the wind and braved it. I crinie to it no more! T've fought the creeping fire back and cheercd to see it die. T've shut the bitter rain cutside and safe within ny door Laughed to think I feared a thing not as strong as 1! ‘I mind the long white road that ran between the hedgerows neat, In that little, strange old world I left behind me long ago. I mind the air so fufl of bells at evening, far and sweet— All and all for some onc else—l had leave to go! And this is what T came to when I came across the sea, 5 } M:les. and miles of unused sky and miles of unturned loam, And miles of room for some one else and miles of room for me— . The cry of exile changing to the sweeter cry of “Home!” : G —lsabel Ecelestone Mackay, in Youth's Companion, o : : e®d e z 85389 O.: o eonsaee COOLERO ‘- Os33NRQECe Cea€O®Z3°o BGHEONB2CBY osoagrofioo Qg@@ggoggg.nunnunnn;:urnnnnn-ng. eo*Ba9 Geas2pne~B® A - soé2exre 528 b 33 WHAT ESTELLE COULD B:s°°c 528 o*g @390 5 ° 0:0 a®d L 4 620 ; z ® .3. cascesesss DO IN EMERGENCY, 888 7% 388 ‘ERICB2OBSO i t " 98320080800 .§fi6oos@¢o-4-':zouuxz::::::szn:z::nn:uuQfl,.lOOc@e. Gl ianry ' 690:.900000 OO 6Ha 9700+8080 : GhessLy ¢eß"Bp : 6280 ¢BO 68y : €O 2 <Y Istelle’s mother sat at the break fast table reading a letter, a lcok of consternation growing on her face as she followed its contents. Estelle’s father had gone down town to his office before the postman had brought the mail, and Estelle and her mother were finishing their breakfast alone. Baby—a little tot of four—was still asleep in his room. *Mercy me, daughter, what do you think? Uncle Ned and his voung ‘ - son—whom we have never had the pleasure =of seeing—are passing through our town to-morrow and will stop off to pay us a few hours'i visit between trains. And what a predicament I am in—Dßridget called | home on account of a sick sister and my laundress late with her work. There isn’'t a clean napkin—a clean good one, I mean—in the house, and the best damask table cloth is soiled from ths luncheon we had last week,. Now isn’t it just the worst luck, dear? I could almost cry, if erying would help me out in this matter. Uncle Ned’s wife is the finest house keeper I ever knew; nothing ever seems to go wreng with her louse hold.” Estelle sat thinking a minute. Then she said: “To-morrow is Sat urday. That's good luck, anyway, mamma, for I shall be at home to - help you.” ‘‘No, dear; you'li have your music ~ lesson to takg in the morning and ~ your Sunday-school iesson to prepare - in the afternoon, and you know you ~ invited Sadie Martin over to spend ~a part of the evening with you. So - I'tt just have to do the best I can - and make my apologies to Uncle Ned ang sowms Guwin Torok ) B - though we are to be found in this predicament, I éé‘—"nfibfi:‘_v I'E'ior!"i'_utiftfj uncle and Frank are coming, for I ~always loved uncle as though he - were my brother. You know he is only a few years older than I am, and Frank is just three years older than you. So the visit—though " shotrt—will be such a pleasant one.” - Estelle had risen from the table and was quickly clearing the things away. ‘“Now, mamma, it’s getting close upon school time, and I must help you with the breakfast work be fore I go. So let’s not fret ourselves - about to-morrow till it dawns. You know what papa always says, ‘Never -cross the bridge till you come to it.’ So I have partly made up my mind what to do for to-morrow; but I shall give you my suggestion this evening after school.” . ‘‘Hstelle, you’re going to be a practical, capable woman; I know it.” And the mother stopped stacking up dishes long enough to kiss the cheek of her pretty daughter, who was bustling about as busy as a bee. ‘“Weill, mamma, I hope I shall al ways know how to act in an emerg ency,” Estelle replied, putting on a big kitchen apron and beginning to wash the dishes. “And it’s the emergency thet puts me all out and gets me flustrated,” said the mother. “I never was good at planning ways and means.” ‘“Well, we'll have our ways and means this time,” laughed Bstelle. Half an hour later Estelle was off to school, her bright face serious as she hurried along. *“Let me see— I'll just drop by the grocer’s and the butcher’s this evening and give or ders for to-morrow. We'll have roast fowl and caulifiower, dressed with cream, and—but there's the school bell! No more about victuals, Miss Estelle Brawn, unless you wish to miss your grammar lesson. Gram mar doesn’t mix well with cauli flower. So let things to eat wait their turn.” = L That afternoon after school Es telle hurried round to the grocei's ~.and the butcher’s, giving orders for the following morning. ‘*‘You’d best deliver the chicken this evening, so that I may have it all picked and prepared for roasting to-morrow morning,” she said to the obliging buicher. ‘When ZEstelle reached home she found a new complication, Her little brother, called Baby, had crushed his finger between son:e stones in the yard and required much of his mother's attention. And there, sitting in the rocking chair, the cry ing ‘baby on her Ilap, was poor mother, her face full of distiress. ‘‘Oh, daughter,” she moaned; ‘‘poor baby’s finger is badly bruised, and I just can’t put him down to attend %0 preparations for to-morrow. I guess you'll have to phowne to the grocery and the bu——-—-" “I've been at the grocery and left cur order for to-morrow,” said Es telle, stooping to kiss the now hushed brother. “Why, you thoughtful girl!” ex claimed Mis, Brown. “But— chicken? Why, how did you ever think to get one? I hadn’t made up my mind yet just what we’d have for dinner to-morrow. Once I thought we’'d just have a cutlet or a steak.” “And I have decided on the menu, if you please, mamma. For the first course we'll have grape fruit. It's 0 much nicer this warm weather than coup. We'll omit fish and have the chicken, apple dressing, cauli flower, browned sweet potatoes, bickles, thin slices of bread for sec ond . course. Then we’ll have a mixed vegetable and fruit salad, fol lowed Dby ice cream and cake. Then cheese, crackers, coffee.” “Well, daughter, that sounds tempting enough to suit any one,” declared Mrs. Brown. “But it will require lots of work, and 'l be alil o SUGCESS, BOSTON FIRM RECENTLY OFFERED L\ 8 prize for the best delinition of o i\l what constitnted sucoess, R Kan ==y s Woman was awarded the prize, 7o and thi§ was her answer ! - “He has achieved success who has lived well, langhied often, and loved ‘much; who has gained the respest of intelligent men and the love of little children: Wio has filled his niche, has accomplished his task: Wio has lelt the world better than he found it, whether by an improved poppy, & periest poem, or rescued Soui; Wio has never lacked appraciation of earth's beauty or failed to express it; who has always looked lor the Dbest in others and given the best he had: whose lile was an iuspiration; whose money & benediction. : tired out and not feel like enjoying uncle and Frank. It’s such a task to prepare a dinner for company, dear.” “Not when you have a cook and a cook’'s assistant,” said Istelle. “What time does Uncle Ned ar rive?” ‘“At precisely 2 o'clock, and leaves ) “Then we'll dine at exactly 5,” said Estelle. ‘“An early hour, but it can’t be remedied.” ‘“What a little helper you are, dearie,” said the poor mother, feel ing that a load had been lifted from her shoulders by this dear fourteen year-old daughter. “But you said we have a cook and a cook’s assist ant, dear, Pray, who are they?” “I'm the cook, mamma, and you're the assistant,” smiled Estelle. *“‘To morrow is to be my day in the kitechen, and I shall be all rested be fore the company arrives, too. The dinner will be ready for the cooking before they come, and all I'll have to do is to put it in and on the stove and let the heat do the rest.” “I've spent the day laundering some napkins, our best table cloth and going all over the china and silver,” egplained the mother, catch ing some of Estelle’s enthusiasm. The next day Mrs. Brown found just how capable Estelle was in zn emergency. The guests arrived on time and found Mrs. Brown in & dainty frock waiting to receive them in the parlor. Estelle had decided she would not appear on the scene, as she put it, till the dfiner was gerved., Then she’d meet Uncle Ned and Frank at table, Aiter everything was in readiness, even the ice cream packed in ice in the cellar, Estelle ran out on the back porch to cool her face a bit before calling the guests to dinner, The flower beds in the rear yard were still in bloom, untouched by frost as yet, and Estelle decided to gather another handful of posies for the table, though she had already placed a great bowl of them there. . Sy ol " g Just as she was stooping to gather some of the finest flowers she heard a step behind her, and, looking around, beheld a tall, handsome Young chap of about seventeen years of age. A smile flitted over Estelle’s face as she rose and bowed low to the stranger. ‘Ah, do you wish a nosegay, sir?” she sald, prettily, knowing that the youth was her see ond cousin, Frank, who was doubt less stretching his legs by walking about the grounds after his tiresome and long train ride. “With pleasure,” smiled Frank, reaching for the blossoms. ‘“And whom have I the pleasure of thank ing for these?” he asked. ‘‘Oh, Mrs. Brown's cook,” said Estelle, dropping her face to hide the look of mischief lurking there. “Ah-h-h!” And Frank fairly gasped. “Why, are you—you—ta— a—" ; “Yes, a cook, and you shall sam ple my dinner in five minutes,” de clared Estelle, “‘and I beg your par don, sir, for being so bold as to speak to you; but I think you are one of the newly arrived guests, aren't you?” And then she tripped away, going into the kitchen and closing the door behind her, leaving Frank looking after her in amazement. “Whew! If she’s a cook! Well, I'll eat my hat! She’s as pretty as a‘ blossom—and such manners and lan- | guage and- voice! Why, I'd swear she was a born lady.” | Then he returned to the houge and all went into the dining room, where Estelle, shorn of the big Kkitchen apron and her face blushing and smiling, received them and was in troduced to Uncle Ned and Frank. “Cook!” And Frank took both Estelle’s hands in greeting. “Wéll, I knew there was a mistake some where.” : ‘No, just a good joke,” laughed Estelle. And then as they all en joyed the delightful dinner Mrs. ißmwn explained their dilemma re garding their cook, saying: “And it }is Estelle’s own dinner, planned and. prepared by herself that you mnow have before you.” s “Ah, wonderful,” eried Uncle Ned. “And now I understand why Estelle did not come to greet us on our ar rival.” .| “If you'd caught her as I did— back in ‘the garden,” said Frank, knowingly, “you’d have seen her in her kitchen regalia. And it's aw fully becoming, too.” i “You’d best pay attention to your grape fruit, sir,” said Estelle with mock gravity. ‘‘And as for kitchen regalia—well, how do you like fiirt~ ing with the cook?” Then the laugh was at Frank's ex pense, his father saying dryly: : “I'll have to keep a watchful eye on you, Frank, if you're given to visiting the little cook’s flower gar den. Next thing we’'ll have you ask ing her to take a stroll with you through the park, eh?” And so Estelle saved the day, and the dinner and the visit were a de cided success, and Frank at parting said, bending over her pretty hand: “Cousin, what would you think if I should tell you that I should love to correspond with a cook-lady?” “In order to get all her secret recipes for dainty dishes, I pregume,” retorted Estelle. And again Frank was the subject of laughter.—Wash ington Star. —_*—- A Strong Endorsement, “Madam,” said the teller of a bank in Baltimore to a woman who had handed him a check to cash— “madam, you have forgotten to en dorsge.” A worrjed smile came to the wom an's face; but she took the paper and wrote something on the back thergof. When again the teller looked at the check he found that the womsn had endorsed as follows: “The—-— Bank has always paid me whatever it owed, and you need have no worry. Therefore, 1 f,»ndox‘se this check. Very truly yours, Anna M. Blank.”—Harper's Weekly, The United States has the greatest variety of postago stamps, GUR NEW AMBASSADOR TO GERMANY, 2 ‘l’l)\.',: . v‘. e ‘}'yfiéfi‘”fl" 8 ‘.-,,-N Hi S RRRe oy ",rf.’,.,} :{ AT ei "Y &’Jf»_.-'% é{; W%& 48 A il o e;, (i eee oMR W&\"’ o e Ry oe R G SPN Ty L w’?fi?,xfiv;fi%fifi:-( *.\:Li,tv S V!fi“"” ~{“_“'N{! =RoL ok R ¥ Gke! 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"Sliding within the handle and the ylinder are a piston and a plunger, pised that the insertion of the | {asienent into the receptacle con eLt legiehq it canse the Né.;e ver 1o be filled.™ Pressure upon the piston causes the contents of the cylinder to be expelled. The plunger is operated in a novel manner by means of a trigger which is set in the ‘handle convenient for operation by the fingers of the operator.—Wash ington Star. The Frenchwoman's World. .No one who has ever talked to a -middle class Frenchwoman can have failed to see that she is interested in nothing outside her own country, and in very little outside her own family. To the foemale Gallic mind the world Leyona French frontiers is a world of barbarians. It is this curious mental attitude which makes our neighbors across the Channel in ‘a sense the Chinese of Kurope.— Sketch. ' A Young Lady From Town. o \ . 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Heaven help us!” — Philadelphia Ledger. Insulated Screwdriver, Working around electric wires with an ordinary screwdriver has been the cause of numearous injuries to the op erators. Contact with the live wire, of course, results in a short cireuit. How easily such accidents can be averted is shown by a Connecticut man, who has invented and patented the insulated screwdriver shown here, Instead of constructing the handle of wood it is made of non-conducting A\ \\ material. The latter also incases the metal shank to within a few inches of the end. This ailows ample sur face for the operator to grasp and operate the screwdriver without fear of being electrically shocked by con tact with a live wire, and is thus as- Sured of protection from such accis dents.—Washington Star. The Red Breast's Note, A deaf man was walking on the railroad track with a friend when an engine rounded a curve behind them and opened its whistle full blast. The deaf man gmiled and turning to his friend said, “Listen; that's the first robin I've heard this spring.”’— The Argonaut. Style Versus Fashion, _ A coat may be fashionable but not stylish, or it may be stylish and not fashionable. I"aghion lis capricious and ephemeral; sometimes sane and beautiful, but frequently the fad or fleeting folly of the moment. Fash ion is for a day; style ig for all time. —Tailor and Cutter, The Chinese guilds of South China are selling stock for the organization f a Chinese steamship company to run to San Francisco or Seattle. e, AR CKLAHOMA HONEY- l INE. AR Ry Py e # :}\::’-,‘e », ig.,‘ : OIL MEN'S DISCOVERY IN THE HIGH LAND NEAR SAPULPA. IPNV RNSRRLNINITEVAVNA99999999 Jerry McKay, a well-known oil man from Sapuipa, related a very odd story to a Democrat reporter to-day. 1t was that of a bee sting resulting in the finding of a gold mine of honey in the rock banks near Sapulpa. M. L. Kelley and John Chaney, two prominent oil men of Sapulpa, are the parties implicated in the story. Mr, Kelley and Mr. Chaney started out Monday morning from Sapulpa to drive to a well they are drilling on the boggy land, seven miles west of Sapulpa, The men were about half way to the well when suddenly they were attacked by a large drove of beecs, The bees swarmed about the bugey and stung the mon and horses until they were compelled to '‘seéek refuge. They whipped up their team and drove to the cabin of an Indian named Watahee, IHere they told of their adventure and had the pain alleviated by the Indian, who put ‘some kind of preparation on their wounds. In conversation with the Indian concerning tha occurrence they were told of the many bees in the hills and caves about three miles west of Hapulpa. They did not believe this story at first. He said that the In dians around his cabin were gotting gallons of honey in the caves every day. Thisg set the oil men to think ing. That afternoon they went to ' the place he told them of. On their - way they met an old Indian woman i who was carrying two pails of spark - ling strained honey. This encouraged r them, They came upon a big past oak in : the field. This had been hacked in several places and the honey was dripping from the cut in the tree into regular pools on the ground. They did not stop at the tree, but went* on to the caves. As they neared the rock cliffs \hey could hear & droning like that of sighing pine trees, so many in number were the ~bees. As they camo closer they could seo a Kind of black eloud hovering before the rocks, There must have - been fifty big swarms of bees around the rocks. ' When they were close up to the - cliffs they noticed huge cracks in the - rocks, and large holes. In thege the | honey was dripping almost in small streams. There were some twenty buckets and pails setting in the rocks catching the honey. The Indiang are said to break the cobs of honey with sticks, and let the honey run out into , pails, A pail will fill in two days’ time. It is said that the finding of this great bee indnstry by the oil }men accounts for the great amount of strained honey the Indians have ' been marketing. It was thought be fore that the Indians raised the bees. The oil men say that the sand stones in the cliffs are just saturated with honey and a little piece of stone In a bucket of water will sweeten it. The discoverers are at a loss to know, | how the bees came to be there. It da salq by Indians and other old | timers in this section that about ten years ago an old Indian who had a few bees was killed, It is thought by them that his bees went wild and multiplied and increased in number until at present there are millions of honeymakers.—Tulsa Democrat, ;7 o/ iy T o Ml Fought Fish With an Axe, . Hon. Thomas McEvoy, of Chicago, to-day performed the unusual feat of catching a big fish with an axe. Mr. McEvoy was wading out to trim off some piles that form the foundation for the pier in front of his palatial summer home. Friends on shore were surprised to see him Jump almost out of the water, and then swing his axe ag if he were at tacking the winter's wood supply. Five minutes laterhe waded ashore with a thirty-two-pound red horse. Mr. McEvoy said the fish tried to bite a chunk out of his left leg, and he had to kill it in self-defense.— Paw-Paw = (Mich.) Correspondence Chicago Tribune, : i —. WY Mexico's Forgotten Towns, The Geographical Commission ape pointed seven years ago to map the towns of Mexico has reported the dig covery of 7679 towns which were not officially known to exist and were subject to no Federal control, While some of these places range from 5000 to 15,000 population, most of them are presumably small villages.—New York World, L S —————. | At the Boarding House, 3 “It must have been a very tender hearted butcher who killed 'this lamb,” sald the Cheerful Idiot, paus ing in the sawing of his chop. “Why?” kindly asked the oldest boarder, “He must have hesitated three or four years before striking the fatal blow."—=Judge. Against the Open Pulpit, Thirty widely known clergymen and 1300 communicants of the Pro testant Kpiscopal c¢hurch have peti tioned Bishop Ozi W. Whitakeyr against ‘the open pulpit,” but he res fused to act, saving that he is fully persuaded that the amendment s in 1o sense an infringement upon the fundarmental law of the chureh. In a Nutshell, “DBig talker,” declared the Indian who had been listening to a local candidate, “Heap serap.” “And what if he is not elscted?"s “Serap heap.”—Kansas City Jours nal, Tk