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I S Mary Danforth rode up homo In the elevated on the April afternoon Just two years after her first meeting with Gordon Crais. she found the sad thoughts that had been with her so long slipping away. She was sure that her lover was thinking of her and that on this an niversary she would receive happy news of him. She almost believed ,n premonitions, and she remembered, with a slight shudder, how once a premonition she had had about h^r father had been the forerunner of his death not long after. Why might not one also have a permonltlon of Joyous happenings? As she left the train at Eighty-first street a voice »ald close to her, “Why, Mary Danforth! How do you do?” Turning with a start, she found her self face to face with a former school mate of whom she had seen nothing for two years. “Which way are you going?" asked the girl after greetings had been ex-^ changed. ‘I go westward,” replied Mary briefly. Working Downtown. “Oh, too bad, for I go to Central Park West. We are living In the same old place, you know, where you used to come to see us. You never come now.” “No,” acknowledged Mary. ”1 have little time. I am working down town" "Well, I want to talk to you a bit.” said Elizabeth Preston, who had al ways liked Mary when the Danforths were prosperous. “Suppose you walk with me toward my home, or let me walk with you toward yours. Which shall it be?” “I will go with you,” replied Mary quickly. She felt a reluctance—of which she was ashamed—to have this patronizing acquaintance of former days see the house in which she now lived. “It must be fine to be working for one’s self.” said Miss Preston as the two girls sauntered along Eighty-first street toward Central Park. “Of course. I have no excuse for doing that kind of thing, for my father has plenty of money, and I am the only daughter left at home. Hut some times I get a little tired of ease and luxury and long to be Independent.” Mary tried to smile. “ ‘He jests at scars who never felt a wound,', ” Rhe quoted. “Perhaps If you had to work, you would find what #eems Independ ence to you now something like slavery.” She regretted the wordH as soon as she had spoken them, for her companion turned upon her a look of pity. “Oh, do you ha\> to work as hard as that?” she exclaimed. “I sup posed that you only went into busi ness after your father died so that you would not be entirely dependent upon your mother. Surely your father left her comfortably provided for did he not?” “YouNeedn’t Pity Me.” For a moment Mary did not answer. She wondered if Eliza beth Preston was really ignorant of conditions, or if she was pretending not to know how matters stood. In -tither case, to tell her the truth was the best thing. Hut it was with an effort that the weary girl spoke. “My father left all he had to my mother. Hut he was unfortunate In business just before he—he—dio<l. | You are right in thinking I would not be dependent upon my mother. Hut she has not the means to sup port us both even if I were willing j to have her do so.” “Oh,” cooed Miss Preston. “you poor child! I am so Borry for you!” “Thank you, hut you need not pity i young, until our f time, ha» c guided me at all.” retorted Mary testily. “1 ships at sea, was then many degrees am not an object of pity. I have a , . . position which I shall keep as long ; rom c I>0 as I wish, which will not be long | another and a brighter star glUteued now.” not far from the north point of the Her temper was Retting the better celMtla , . „ hen ; of her discretion, but Elizabeth , _ . Preston’s patronage was unbearable The excavations recently made by to her She determined to say no I Professor Petrie*, of the British School more, but her companion^ next Lf Archaeology, have established this speech swept away her barriers of re- f . |Ct whlch mus . Bppc ar very aston- ishing to those who still retain the old belief that the world Itself is only about 6,000 years old! But such investigations as those of Professor Petrie carry the same over whelming conviction to the reasoning mind as that which has caused all in telligent persons to accept the con clusions of geology concerning the f years that the earth has been inhabited bv a serve. “It was very fine of you to take that brave tone about it, Mary,” the rich girl remarked, “but your trouble has told on you. You are looking ten years older than when you left school. I wonder if my father might not be able to get you an easier sit uation than you have now.” ‘I shall not hold any position much .... longer." sal.1 Mary, voice hard and “P™. "I.'i'J?"?, glittering. “1 expect soon to change my entire mode of life’." The other girl eyed her shrewdly. 'T suspect,” she said in a tone that was meant to. be playful, “that you are going to get married, my dear.” Mary shrugged her shoulders. “Perhaps!” she said nonchalantly. “Here we are at Eighth avenue, and I must turn back home. Good-bye!” As she retraced her steps, indig nation gave place to Joyous anticipa tion. How strangely happy she was this evening! She remembered that Fletcher was going to call, and a sudden sense of distaste at the pros pect of seeing him at this time seized her. She would not let him come. Stepping into a hotel on the corner of Eighty-first street, she called up Pearsons’ office. When she had left the office Fletcher had been there with her employer, and the two had been smoking so comfortably that he might possibly be there still. She was not mistaken, and when Pearson an swered the telephone she asked for Mr. Fletcher. As briefly as possible she suggested to her would-be caller that she would prefer seeing him on some other evening. He submitted regretfully, but meekly, and she con gratulated herself upon the reprieve. Like a Phophecy. As the girl walked along Eighty- fourth street to her home, the glow In the western sky seemed to her excited Imagination like a symbol or prophecy of happiness ahead of her. Surely there would be a letter await ing her! After all what did Elizabeth Preston’s chatter matter when one’s heart was so full of peace? Even the sordid block on which she lived seemed less dingy and dirty than usual at this sunset hour. She pushed her way through the groups of janitors’ and tenants’ children playing on the front steps of the house in which she lived, and, hurrying Into the vestibule, peered into the letter box bearing her name. Yes, there was the envelope with Craig’s handwriting on it. She knew it would be here! With eager fingers she unlocked the letter box and drew forth her treasure. She could not wait until she got upstairs. The sight of the/handwriting was like a draught of water to a thirsty soul. Tearing open the envelope, she pulled out the single sheet and read it by the dim light from the hall chande lier. » v > : Little Bobbie’s Pa By WILLIAM F. KIRK. P A took Ma & me oaver to a lake yesterday ware thare Is a lot of city boarders. Mr had a Trend oaver thare that used to call on ua wen we lived In the city & Ma wanted to see her. The i aim of Ma's frend was Missus Mace. Her husband is a bizness man in the city & every Sommer he sends his wife up to that lake so he can have a few weeks rest, & a good time with the other men. How do you like it up here. Pa asked Missus Mace. Oh, I think It is dredfully poky, sed Missus Mace. Thare is so few men around. Look at them old cats set ting on the veranda A' talking about peepul, she sed I bet every one of them ha» ripped all of us up the back beefoar now If my husband cud af ford it, I wud go to sum place ware thare is moar cla-ss They all look prltty good to me, sed Pa. Who are those two peaches setting on the end of the verandy? They are two young married wim- men, sed Missus Mace, & the way thay have been flirting at the littel hops we have here is sumthing ter- ribul. Last nite thay went out in a party of young peepul & thare hus bands wasenl along. Tly* party dident git back till neerly midnite. Well, sed Pa, what of it? I oppose thare husbands sent them up here to enjoy themselfs with th* young pee pul. I wud deerly luv to have been in that party myself, sed Pa. I doant think you missed much. & thay are all the time talking about what deers thare husbands is. too, sed Missus Mace. Wen 1 hear a young married woman talking so much about her good husband in the city. I always think thay are putting on a lot. & last nite one of them kissed her husband's letter about twenty times wen alio got It at th* postotfiee. What lf she did? sed Pa. I think that was vary sweet of her. You see. Pa sed to Missus Mace, she is yung A doevotod to her husband A ho is dee- voted to her. 1 suppose if they was middle aged, like you A frend wife here, thay wud kiss the money order insted of the letter. That is the kind of tetters you wimmen like. Pa sed, Mie kind that wen you open them uumthing blue pops out. Nothing of the kind, sed Ma and Missus Mace at onst. We are always glad to git letters from our husbands wether thare is munny in the letters or not. Well, sed Pa, you cud talk all day about those two young matrons & you cuddent maik me beleeve thare was a rong thing about eether one of them. Why, sed Pa, that brunet one has a face like a angel. 1 shud like to meet them, Pa sed. Not so fast, sed Ma. Doant git so enthused all of a sudden. My frend Missus Mace has "been here longer than we have and she ought to kno.v if the yung ladles site menshuns are fit company for un. * I like to pick my own cumpany, s* d Pa. «Kr eeven if 1 thought I was git- ting slmpel minded enuff to have sumbody pick my cumpany. I wouldn't choose a old knocktr Ilk*- yure friend Missus Mace to pick my fronds tor me. You are t not a gentleman, sed Misses Mace’. 1 know It. sed Pa. I am a plain’old rough-neck wieh was all his life so busv trying to see good in every body that he didnt have time to lern to be yure kind of a gentleman. 1 beleeve 1 will get sumbody to inter- duce me to them two yung matrons. How about it. wife? sed Pa. How about meeting the summer girls? All rite, sod Ma, sum other sum mer A TOMB OPENED AT TARKHAN. There are 20,000 different kinds of butterflies. At Holbeach (Lines) Parish Church, in order to get rid of a swarm of bats, sulphur was burned, and then the bell ropes were whirled round and round. In this way thirty-three bats were killed one evening. *4- ^ ANIMAL FIGURES AT MEMPHIS. She was hurriedly adjusting her veil, and had but a few moments in .which to catch her car. "Oh, dear,” she murmured. I can t find a pin anywhere. 1 wonder where all the pins go to. anyway?” "Tlmt’s a difficult auction to an swer,” replied her pracr-ml husband, who wa* standing by, "because they are always pointed in one direction and headed in another.” Two American farmers met a day or two after a cyclone had swept over their farms. "She shook things up prptty bad out at my place,” said one, stroking his whiskers, meditatively. “By The way, Hiram,” he added, “that new barn o’ vourn get hurt at all?” "Wal," drawled the other, ”1 dunno. I hain t found it yet!” great variety of animals, some of whose descendants, but little changed In their forms, are co-dwellers with us to-day upon thi« ancient planet. The nature of the excavations made by Professor Petrie in Egypt may he ciearly seen in the photographs which are here reproduced. ■Works of Art. There you see the beautifully carved tables of stone and of alabaster, the animal figures, the sphinxes, the spec imens of pottery, and the granite sar cophagi, or coffins, which that won derful, prehistoric people made for themselves. There, too, you see some of the skeletons of the "sacred” animals which they honored with burial cere monies hardly less elaborate those which were devoted to metals, and formed exquisite orna ments of gold and silver. These things must set one to think ing. for we know that arts and sci ences are long in being developed, re quiring thousands of years, and that no civilization can grow up except as the result of many centuries of slow- advance. How far back, then, should we have to go in order to find the real beginnings of Egypt? Ten thousand years must be but a step in that long march of human progress! The poles of the heavens may have swung more than once completely round their great 26.000-year orbit since the land of the Nile began to bloom with cultivation, and its human inhabitants started on their upward course. Nothing can be more interesting than these delvings into the past his tory- of the globe since man came upon it, and the farther that unwrit- than | ter., but still not unrecorded, history their j stretches back the more the wonder It has been calculated that nearly 300,000,000 feet, or over 55,000 miles, of film are used up yearly to satisfy the world’s demand for moving pi2- tures. Half the men condemned to death are executed. In the case of women, only one out of ten suffers the death penalty. Rather Late. A man traveling in the country met a middle-aged farmer who said his fa ther, 90 years old, was still on the farm where he was born. "Ninety years old, eh?” “\es, father is close to 90.” "Is his health good?” “ ’Tain’t much now. He’s been com plainin' for a few months back.” ”What’s the matter with him?” “I dunno; sometimes I think farm in’ don’t agree with him.” ARE YOU SURE? Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a young lady 17 years of age and come In contact with a young man two years my senior. I know this man loves me, and his love is reciprocated. When we meet, we always act Indiffer ently. Now, in what way can we get together to keep company, as I know our parents would not object, and our friends are aware of the facts? ANTONETTE. It takes something more than the approval of parents and the knowl edge of mutual friends that they do approve to make a young man love a girl. I want you to have love; it is my fondest hope for you; but I don’t be lieve this man loves you. You say he always acts indifferently toward you. If he loved you, he wouldn’t do that, and you would not have to look for a way to win him. APPEAL TO THE POLICE. Dear Miss Fairfax: I kept company with a young man for three years and expected to be married in the spring. My parents objected to him. He was very jealous and never took me out or gave me anything. Last summer I became acquainted with a man eight years my senior. He takes me out and says he loves me. My folks like him and I love him very dearly. He wants to marry me. My first lover threat ens me when he hears I am go ing to get married. He writes letters and when 1 don't answer he hangs around my house. PERPLEXED. A jealous man like that is a dan gerous person to know. You must marry the second man, for he is the one you love, and you must put an end to all obnoxious attentions from the first man. If your father can mt help you, appeal to the authorities. NOT SURPRISING. Dear Miss Fairfax: I am a young girl of seventeen. About three months ago I met a young man of eighteen. We met by flirtation. W’hen we had been acquainted about a month he pro fessed his love for me, but since then he has been going with other girls and is very cool to me. L. M. Lightly won, lightly held. An ac quaintance that begins in flirtation usually terminates in the girl’s sor row. The man is convinced she will comfort herself w-ith the next man who flirts with her, and holds her lov . lightly. Won’t you please be a little nv re reserved next time? TREAT HIM THE SAME Dear Miss Fairfax: I am 20, and have been keep ing company tor about eight months. We had an argurru nt and separated. Now for abr at two months we have been re jonciled, but he seems rather distant. What would you advise me to do? GWENDOLYN. Evidently his wrath is still smol dering, which indicates a sullen, re sentful disposition. Fon’t worry, my dear, if you lose him It will prove a gain in the end. r E did not know who Kent ut here To work and rest and die; He did not 'trust the aged seer Who wisely owled the sky. Out peered the stars through the heavens’ bars; The fool did not know why. He could not tell why any man Should wish his brother ill; He saw a starving caravan Tottering up a hill. He could not see why this should be When others ate their fill. He could not understand the scheme Men call their marriage rite. He knew a maid that loved and strojed, He knew her soul was white. The Church, her sisters, all the gr )d— They crushed her in their mi ht. All these and many other thi gs He could not comprehend. To 10180 men here it seemed so clear They would have show i their friend; But he was just a fool, they said, And would be to th' end. Good Manners in the Home Too Lazy. “Nodles is the laziest man I know. He has an invention fixed so that by merely pulling a wire in bed he can light the fire; but that doesn’t seem to improve matters.” "Why not?” “He’s too lazy to pull the wire.” Clever Tostess. A German ban* happened to play under the windows of a house in a fashionable neip tborhood the other afternoon, whe l Mrs. B. was “at home.” They *vere a fair specimen of their kind- blaring and noisy, yet correct In th' ir time and altogether in movement from long practice. The butler starte * out to drive them away, for they int -rrupted th e music with in, but Mr?. B. ordered him to invite them in. A happy thought struck her. “Ladies' and gentlemen,” she said, five min .tes later, “a party of our friends \ave consented to #ive an im itation >f a street band. I now have the plf asure of introducing them.” The , the six members of the organ- izatio i filed awkwardly into place and play? J a piece. The audience delight edly declared that the mimicry was per'act, especially the make-up of the pla ;ers. who were recalled half a do ,en times. ‘Would you take them for anything bit genuine street stragglers?” was tsked of a belle. “Indeed, yes,” she confidently re plied; “they're clever in their mim icry, but one can always tell gentle men, no matter how disguised. I’m dying to find out who they are.” By MRS. FRANK LEAF NED. Author of “The Etiquette of New York To-day.” P ARENTS are conscious of the im portance of teach ng their chil dren good manrars, but very often they forget tf at children arc quick to detect incor aistencies. If the parents fail to obs rve the courtesies they are trying tc teach there will L>? difficulty in inst .ucting children. If parents are careful to thank chil dren for any \ttle attention, if they ask a favor r/ them always in cour teous te*rns. if they reply pleasantly tc their qu stions and never Indulge In the rud- ness of answering in mon osyllables or paying no attention to question „ then the children will learn to be careful in their own manners. Childr n imitate their parents in word and ' eed and are susceptible to the influence of their looks, voices and ma’.ncrs. F ,el Resentment. The resentment children sometimes feel in being required to observe for mulas is because they find these things disregarded by older persons in the family. Parents, therefore, have to discipline themselves before, they can train their children. This may sometimes require the courage to ac knowledge a mistake, for it is as im portant to say “I was mistaken,” or “I beg your pardon,” as to say “Thank you.” Conscientious parents know tha there can be no training in haphaz ard methods, or by laying.down max ims and precepts, and that it is not by claiming to be infallible that they cai. hope to influence their children, but by showing that they are striving toward high standards of conduct. If the home atmosphere is that of peace it Is sure to promote contentment. If there is the everyday graciousness of speech and action the influence can not fail to foster kindness and con siderateness. There will not be the mere superficial politeness, but the true graciousness of life, a grace which is deep and enduring. Home, in Its true sense, Is the training ground for life. The years at home are most Important because habits are being formed which will influence the entire future. It is there that we learn to fill our place in re lation to others; there that we learn respect for authority and obedience to law and order. It Is In the home that we learn in childhood the neces sity of self-control, the importance of truthfulness, dutifulness, unselfish ness, sympathies and courtesy. We learn to make concessions, to give up insisting on having our own way, and we learn to look at things from the point of view of other people. High Ideals. Boys and girls who are taught high ideal3 of conduct in the home will no* fail to exercise kindness and cour tesy toward their companions. As they grow to manhood and woman hood they will feel bound to show their best home training In their in tercourse with the world, out of re spect to themselves and the dear fam ily life. The home life may be but a memory, distant in the years, but the influence will never be lost. 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All of them tell the same story, viz: that so long ago as that men had al ready learned many of the arts which we often Jhink are peculiar to times j his’ included within the limits of written ! house, history. They could not merely bufld j "Halloa!” breezily remarked the strong and beautiful structures of j landlord. “Going for your holidays, masonry and carve statues and shape Jim?" vases that excite the admiration of “Holidays? What holidays?" architects and artists to-day. but they j “Well. I see you’ve got your trunk I knew the use of the most precious ■ labeled,” replied the landlord. Had It Labeled. A miner, having a large piece of sticking plaster over the bridge of j went into a local publi The Major—And there we stood. Miss Ethel, in the heart of the jun- A Yorkshlreman suffering from gi e , that huge panther and I. barely toothache went to a dentist to have *,. n paces apart, each staring at the the aching tooth out. 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