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BpPPWtfORNINO. Who roach tV itr years aud to As I have n‘.n, without a aljrh. Are either rooio or less than muu— Mot such am L I m not of them; life to aio Has been h strange, bewlhlerod dream, Wherein 1 know not thtuK* that be From thing* that aeem. [thought, 1 hoped, I knew one th'ng, Ami had one gift, when 1 wits young— The impulse and the power to slug, And so 1 sung. To have a place in the high choir Of poets and deserve the same— What more could moitel man dehire Than poet s fame. I sought It long, but never found; The choir so full was and ho strong The jubilant voice* ifljero, they drowuo My simplosong. The Knot in the Pearls. Sho was young and remarkably pret ty, with the prettiness that Is quite un mistakable and generally acknowledg ed, that can even triumph over a frock that Is not quite fresh or a styleof hair dressing that Is not altogether suitable. But then, in her case, It was such charming hair, so bright, and so curly, that he told himself fashionable dress ing, which would have reduced her head to the level of repetition of all the other heads In the room, would have boon a mistake, a piece of vandalism. And as for the dress. That was, at any rale, simple—although of the kind that la not expensive, or even particularly tasteful —and he managed to overlook It Yet that was something of a feat —to his credit or not, as you looked at the matter—for ho had the reputation of being one of the most fastidious men In London. Moroovor, the child •—sho was only a child, as he admitted —had absolutely no conversation. And she was eighteen and badly dressed, while he owned to thirty-five, and was well known as an accomplish ed man of tho most most ex quisite taste. Tho woman wasn’t born, his friends had been in the habit of saying, who could entirely reach up to his stand ard of perfection; among themselves they had often pictured her, the near ost thing possible, the woman he would surrender to, and she was otal tured and witty, delicately sympathetic, daintily beautiful, and certainly beau tifully dressed to the last little detail. And It must be admitted that he tiad always bo pictured her himself. "After all!" they said. "So, after all, tho usual thing attracts him! Of course, she’s sweetly pretty, and he’ll Choose her frocks!” They didn’t feel any lesß pleasure In their Idol because, at last, they had discovered his feet of clay; they wore, Indeed, enthusiasti cally Inclined to applaud their newer and more homely vlow of him, tind they let the girl with the heaven soarchtng eyes absorb him, while they ’’■ ’ distinctively wwi >s someone would Invariably add, "Well, he'll know how to spend the money!” Yet It was common knowledge that ho was not overburdened with money, having been, apparently, too overbur dened with bruin's to acquire It In any quantity. And all the tbwa he waa with her he thought only of her eyes and his own power to waylay them from heaven. But when he was not with her, many of his thoughts circled round the cheat) row of pearls she Invariably wore, and hts mind, attuned to great subjects, took to ibaelf a holiday and spent It In wondering why she tied a knot In them. Wns It of set design or did she really think they looked better knotted? There had come Into his mind, the first time ho saw her, an old saying, long forgotten, that a girl knots her pearls when she wants a lovo letter. Now did this girl of the Innocent eyes In this manner deliberately advertise a want? And was It simply a love letter that she wanted, as one might covet a rare curio, or, say, a first edition? |(He said, a first edition.) Or was It not, perhaps, a letter from a particular per son she had set her heart on? Some one who might see the touching tittle indication of readiness to receive a ten derly worded epistle; someone who, it was hoped, would be ready, would be eager to comply? Although this last possibility undoubtedly put the girl in tho betler light, it is noteworthy that it was not the Idea he honestly favored. lie followed the little story further. For if the knot was the result of any thing more than merest accident, or other than a clumsy device for keeping the row tightly around her white throat, then, since, as far as he knew, the knot was* never untied, also, as far us he knew, she did uot get her letter. Tho blue eyes were sometimes pa thetlc; In time it grew to hurting him that she should even possibly want what be could have so easily supplied. The whole question, as childish ns she was. and as strangely engrossing, haunted and disturbed his leisure, and one night, having Just left her, h ait down and wrote her the letter. The bulk of the talents for which people praised him were in tho habit of emerging from the point of his pen, con The letter was worthy of his repu *"*>*bi without being at ail above her ?V.ver of appreciation-—even supposing she was in all things as young as she looked. It was simple. In fact, as her spoeeh, and as beautiful, after its fash ion, ns her eyes; and. reading It over, he knew he had never done anything better. But he wasn't as mad as he might have looked —If anyone could have seen him—and ho only posted It into his pocket. Having boon written to her. It was sacredly hers, and to bave It about him gave him a feeling of pleasure he acknowledged with a laugh and for once did not try to ac count for In words. After that ho wrote Ivor a letter every time he saw her. and. but that some thing happened about the sixth time. It is a matter to wonder at how far he would have allowed his pocket* to bulge. SVhat occurred was of the mast com monplace description. In bunting fuse THREESCORE AND TEN. Mon would not hoar mo thn, and now I care net, I accept my fate. When white hair, thatch the furrowed brow Crowns come too late! Tha beat of life went long ago From me: it w.a not much at b‘Ht; Only the love that young hearts know, The dear unrest. back on roy past, through gathering tears, Once more 1 cast ray eyes, and seo Bright shapes that In my belter years burrouuded me! They left me here, they left me there, Went down dark pathways, one hy one— The wise, the great, the youug, the [air; But 1 went on. And Igo on! And bad or good, The old allotted yeara of men I have endured as heat ] could, Three-acore and teu! —liichard Henry Stoddard. something else, he dropped one of the letters at her feet. She caught It up with a little cry, "Why, It’s addressed to me" If he had not stopped her she would have opened It there and then. But he couldn’t prevent her keeping It nor prevent himself seeing the laugh in her eyes—a stray gleam that seemed to cast anew light on the pathways to heaven. "If you llko It," he said, "there aro more;" and he took out the pack, turn ing It over. "But, If they’re mine, I would much rather have them at once!” she cried. "If they’re mine, you have not right to keep them!” To tempt her Into pleading for them, Into more laughter, Into quite a tor rent of teasing aud excltod speech, he held out as long as he could. In the end she went off with her letters. "I’m convinced It’s some rubbish,” she threw at him In parting; “and 1 do want to see Just how silly you are!" "Will you tell me how silly you think me ?’• he askod. "If you’re silly—enough,” said she. Of course, he expected an answer— expected it feverishly, filled with a boy ish Impatience and unrest he had never surpassed In his boyhood. When It came, It was like her, he told himself; and It was certainly put In few words, If that was really like her, and his doubts on that subject were brand now ones. "Will you come and see me?” she wrote, naming an hour. Of course he went—praying the while that he should find hor alone. And sho was alone; so far, he quick ly saw the reallxatlpn of his wish. Yet for the moment, as he advancctl toward her up the long room, he hardly knew hor —hardly recognized her unadorned beauty, the child of the dowdy frocks, In tho perfectly dressed girl now wait ing for him with laughter and blushes chasing each other ou her bewildering face. For the first time in his life ho found nothing to say, and so she was forced to begin. Bho seemed not un- willing. "Your letters arei charming," sno said. She put un a ihand to tho Imita tion )>earlH, side by side with some that looked prlcelesa, among the laces at her neck, and twisted them round lo show him they were unknotted. "Your letters are charming,” she re peated, with the least little break In her volco. Then she brightened and smiled. "And what do you think of my frock ?” "I think It Is—charming,” he said. She came nearer to him. "Will yon answer ue something?” she asked "Yes—yes—anything!" "Only this—which sort of frock do you like me In best?” "This," he said, true to his creed. This—-I suppose. Oh, my darling, we are starting at the wrong end, but if you keep tho letters we shan't be able to afford such frocks!” "1 wouldn’t give up the lotters for anything." she declared. “I go with the letters," he said. Again tho laugh in hor eyes. "And I’d rather give up tho letters than you.” she smiled. "Then hang the frocks!” ho cried, and would have caught her to him, but she warded him off. "Slop, do stop"—then she blushed— “for a Stop, won't you, please! Then don’t you know really? Don't you truly know?” "What?” "That I've more frocks and moro money to buy new ones than I know what to do with, and —and” “Do you mean to tell mo?” “Let me tell you. I mean. I had the childish Idea—l sop now how childish it wus—to try and pass myself off In your society as a poor American girl, for a change. And It was u failure, fright ns 1 looked—it was a failure, with Just one exception. You aro tho exception, and until now I have never felt quite, quite sure that even you could he excepted.” Into her eyes crept their pathetic look. "My dearest.'' he cried, "Just for your sweet self 1 loved you' On my houor, I did not know, and 1 loved you because I could not help It.” This time she did not ward him off. "No woman wants to be loved for any other reason," she said; “and 1 shan't mind the money and things any more." "Ami the knot In the pearls?" he asked, later. "1 knotted them at first because tt seemed, somehow, In keeping with the stupid sort of gtrl 1 was to be. But when I noticed how you always stared at them, I kept them knotto" fbjT—- “Well, why?" "To keep you—staring!" she laughed "And did you never find out?" "Oh!’ she interrupted. “I nsked Just every one why a knot in a row of pearls should make a wise man—any man—stare so. I was alwajo asking, until someone told me about the old saying of the love letter, and than" "And then?” "And then" She still hesitated. "By then" he amended. "Oh. I'd like to finish," she said, bravely. "By then. I was so anxious for your letters I couldn't untie it. You see,” she almost whispered, "my heart was caught In the knot and il wouldn't untie until you helped ma.’'-- New York American. |nteresTir\fr Good for Tired Nerves. When you feel fagged try the harm leas stimulant of hot milk. Heat the milk till a skin begins to wrinkle on the top of it, a.-d then drink it In sips. You’ll find it wonderfully refreshing when you are feeling "fagged out,” and it will do you more good than the best beef tea, for hot milk is both nourish ing and stimulating, whereas beef tea is only the latter. About Sleeves. In making anew sleeve or In alter ing an old one there is one general scheme. The fulness which appears at the elbow and below is either pleated In or shirred In from the shoulder near ly to the elbow. As to the cuffs, into which this fulness is caught, there are two styles, either a broad, narrow cuff or a deep and tremendous flaring one, reaching almost to the elbow. This holds good for coats and coat suits es pecially. For shirt waists suits the narrow cuff is more popular. High Crowns In Women's Hats. Once more we are confronted with tno problem—ls a return to higher crowns imminent? One or two first rate firms answer this In the affirma tive, whereas others of equal import ance flout theideaaltogether. Thesame uncertainty prevails with respect to the much talked of revival of email to ques and bonnets. They undoubtedly have a following, both in the millinery world and with the public, but whether thlß is sufficient to ensure them an all round success, remains to be seen. — Millinery Trade Review. Vassar’s Queen of Beauty. Of all the women’s colleges Vassar usually has the prettiest students, al though beauties are rarely of an intel lectual turn of mind. An exception is one of the seniors of this year. She is Miss Edith Randall of Hay City, Mich., and she was chosen the prettiest girl In her class. Miss Randall is tall and blonde, and her Michigan friends call her a "typical Gibson girl.” She is not unlike the girl Gibson has mado famous, although her physique is somewhat different. Miss Randall is stouter than tho Gibson girl, but even so her figure is superb. Miss Randall Is to ho married and the groom-to-be Is Robert Bailey Eddy, a Michigan man. Miss Randall is the daughter of I>r. Isaac Randall, and her future hus band l snJ/1 to boa. man of greaj. wealth. —New York Press. To Reduce the Waist. Lie supine, the arms at the sides. Raiso first one leg and then the other until the knee la on a level with the waistline, l.et the movement be slow at first, and afterward as quickly as pos sible, and do not exceed six times for the first week. After two weeks, let the movements continue until the legs are tired. Next, Ho prone, the arms parallel with the sides and the hands resting on each side of the bust; then, without moving the legs, rise slowly until the arms are perfectly straight. This ac tion will be felt at the waist and in the arch of the back. The next exercise should not be at tempted until the two first described are done with perfect ease. Die prone with arms and logs stretched apart as far as possible, then lift both limbs at the same time, raising them until the body Is supported only by that part below the waist. Rest between each movement.—American Queen. Amphibious Children. Wan *>f keeping the babies comfort able these breathless days are as hard to come by as recipes for cooling beverages that call for less than five pounds of Ice, sayr. an exchange. One desperate woman found that her own strength was not equal to giving the two small lioys In hor nursery the number of cold baths they seemed to need during tho day. She determined to let them play Roman bath all day long and run the chance of getting pneumonia as an evil only equal to asphyxiation from the heat. Her bath room is big and bright, and the tub is a geuer'ous modern affair. It was filled one-third with tepid water. Into which was thrown a few handfuls of sea salt, Buch as is sold for bathing purposes. Tho sweltering small boys were then given permission to hop In and ®ut of the tub and make the bathroom their playroom for the day. Nothing more delightful had ever been proposed to the pair, and they spent a moist and pleasant Sunday, sailing boats, playing whale and otherwise disporting them selves in their tiled playroom, where anything could l>s spilled and where the full-dress uniform was of tropical simplicity.—New Orleans Picayune. A Frenchwoman's Tip. -It every woman would give two hours a day to serious mental exercises she would be a healthier and happier creature." The clever Frenchwoman who said thnt only repeated what every up-to-date woman knows from her own experience. Narrowness is the besetting sin of women. The domestic woman, engrossed in the round of meals, iron ic* days, and servant complexities, gets out of touch with the wider in terests of life, and then bewails her lot when she finds horeelf treated like a back number by husband and children. Often the same inertia and apathy seem to strike the body. How many women one has seen grow old and dumpy before their time tn a plaid round of dull’ domesticities! They know nothing of the refrtghment and exhilaration of a little systematic study. Jt may he music Greek art, you like, pro THE BRUNSWICK DAILY NEWS. vided It has something tough—prob lems to be encountered and solved in It. Byron long ago wrote from some Venetian monastery that ho had been twisting his mind around some study or other. That Is what women should do. They should twist their minds around some serious mental exercise for a little while every day, and they will be healthy and wise for it, if not wealthy. The Mother in the Home Circle. The mother ought under all circum stances to cultivate the utmost confi dence of her children until they take pleasure In whispering into her ears all matters pertaining to their private associations and personal experiences. No child ought to keep any secret from the mother. And there are many things of which children are Ignorant that the mother in her own delicate way is the only one qualified to im part to them the proper knowledge concerning such matters. If she does r.ot do It, then some Indiscreet outside person will volunteer to them the in formation; and it will be done in such a way as to lower the tone of inno cency in the minds and hearts of these unsuspecting boys and girls. But the wise mother can tako her children into her confidence and give them all the facts necessary for them to know and leave tnem untainted by evil thoughts and suggestions. No mother's false modesty ought to prevent her from do ing her full duty In such requirements, for she may rest well assured that there are others always ready to tell to her children questionable things, and in a harmful way enlighten them on delicate matters. But If she Is a wise mother she will not permit outsiders to steal the confidence of her children and thus make their minds Impure right on the threshold of their experi ences.—Now Orleans Ulcayune. Tho Summer Fashions. In the summer styles long, flowing lines, sloping shoulder effects, quaint collars and berthas are extremely pic turesque, and never before have mate rials lent themselves with such grace to the fashionable modes. There is no end to the variety of collars, pelerines, and other waist garnitures In lace. The embroidered linens exhibited express in the highest degreethe present luxurious trend of fashion; they are unquestion ably the novelty of the season. / c jt creamy batistes to fashion a gown for th,e most|*ex- clusive function; they are procurable In both plain and embroidered effects. I.awns of all grades are shown and are especially well liked for morning frocks. Daintiness and simplicity are the chief considerations in their make up. Lingerie dresses evolved from the sheerest and flnest of lawns, organdies, batistes and handkerchief linens are elaborate enough for the most formal occasions. No more serviceabe dress can be found than one of a thin silk of Japanese of China weave, cor, when soiled, it can be washed perfectly. Fash ion has decreed that the summer ward robe must contain a loose white coat of some sort, and the practical woman will make it of canvas. In the street frock —the tailor mode —white canvas Is ultra-smart Fans of lace, gauze, feathers and flowers will be carried this summer. Summer gloves are an Important Item in the outfit and are shown in both slk and lisle and really fit the hand better than kid. —The De lineator. How He May Be Won. Some men have been found coura geous enough to express themselves on the subject, "How to win a man." Here are the requirements from a mas cultue point of view for winning a man worth having. The summer girl should cut this out and paste it on her mirror; Be natural, be extremely fastidious in choosing friends, in conversation, in manners, and in dress. Be neat, for the well-groomed wom an, though plain, is more attractive than the slovenly beauty. Be cheerful and fun-loving, be kind, unselfish, sympathetic, and affection ate. Be Interested in everything that will Improve your mind and broaden your views. Be orderly, systematic, and Industri ous, but do not waste iirne on unessen tials. Good reading is far better than useless fancy work. Be domestic and home-loving, se cure as much knowledge as possible concerning household affairs, and do not be ashamed to use it. Be athletic enough to keep in fine physical condition and Just manly enough to be self-reliant and coura geous, but not so independent as to forget for one moment that you are a woman. Cultivate a Ijklng for children and old people, for you must remember that you have been the one and will be hc other if you live long enough. Do not appear to be superior, even .f you know that you are; one can aslly be mistaken on this point. Do not bo conceited or vain, do not e silly or gushing, or too eager. IX* not be late and vet do not waste ime in being too early; study repose of manner, it Is so restful to tired nerves. Do not nag either beroro or after he Is won; the "I told you so” has lost many a friend and lover. Be frank and truthful and forgiving, and remember that forgetting must of ten go with forgiving. This, of course. Is the ideal woman, but the standard is not too high for any girl to strive 'or —Philadelphia Telegraph. “HERE I AM KING." A little cot, poor, but well kept— An open fire—henrth lately swept, The kettle singing; The table spread with common tv And Mollle flitting here and there The sapper bringing. In Mollte’s mien I reed contempt For tricks and shams; does not attempt Vain pomp or show, To please the throng; does not invade Fashion’s domain to masquerade ” As others do. No skeletons, no duns, no debts; For silks end jewels, no regrets; No murmu log; Happy and content behind the urn Bhe pours the tea on my return — Here f am king. —H. JS. Loveless, in Good Housekeeping. HUMOROUS. "What Is the difference between hens and poultry, pop?” "Why, hens, my son, are things that belong to our neighbors; poultry Is something a man owns himself.” Johnny—Pa, what Is the law of sup ply and demand the papers tell about? Wise Pa—lt Is a universal law, my son, that when a man is well supplied with this world’s goods he demands more. "Poor man!” she said, stooping over the victim who had just been dragged out from under her automobile, "have you a wife?” ’’No,’’ he groaned, "this Is the worst thing that ever happened to me.” Willie Boerum—Pa, what’s the dif ference between news and gossip? Mr. Boerum—Well, my son, whenever your mother tells anything to any one It’s news, but when any one tells her any thing it’s gossip. Little Sister—Puttin’ us out of the room just—boo hoo!—’cause there’s company. Little Brother—But maybe they wop’t eat all the cake. Little Sister—Oh, you can’t trust —boo hoo! —company with cake. "Loafley tells me he hasn’t been so busy for years.” "Nonsense! That job ho has is a cinch. He never has to work hard there.” "That’s just It. He’s been fired, and ho’s chasing around af ter another Job now.” "Did you hear of the lovely wed ding present Jane’s father is going to give her?" "No. What Is It?” "It’s a hired girl warranted perfect In every particular and guaranteed te hold her job for a whole year.” First graduate—Well, old man. It’s all over now and it's up to us. What do you propose to do for a living? Second graduate—Oh, the same thing. First graduate—What’s that? Second graduate—The old man. ‘‘You were very lenient with that con ductor,” said the first passenger. “Oh,” replied the other, "we’re all liable to make mistakes.” “Perhaps you were a conductor yourself once." “No, sir; I’m a weather forecaster.” ’’No,” said Woodby, "I don't see Wiseman at all any .more. He has dropped out of our social set” "He tells a different story,” X.remarked Slnnickson. "Indeed?” he claims he has climbed out” "Do you ever work hard?” asked yesterday. , <TV | 0-... .11 inniuont in- 1 sometimes I work as hard as if I wadi getting only a dollar a day.” * His Teacher —Don’t you know. Tom my, you should not let your left hand know what your right hand does? Tommy—Yes’m, but you’ve Just got to take both hands when you want to tie a tin can to a dog's tall. She —George, dear, you remember that lovely sideboard that I told you I should like to buy because it was so cheap? Well, I’ve discovered a plan to make room for It. He —How, my dear? She—By taking a larger house. "And do you really like country life?” "Well," replied the city bred woman of wealth. “1 can’t exactly say that I like it, but it certainly has some value.’’ “In what way?" “Why, when I decide that the city is unedurable a month In the country Is sufficient to convince me that I was mistaken.” Following an Old Custom. At the old Chesshire Cheese In Floct street, London, made famous by I)r. "Sam” Johnson, an old custom sur vives. The boy, no matter what his Christian name may be, is always “Charles,” the porter, "George,” the second waiter "James,” and the third "Tom.” The head waiter is the only one who is allowed the use of his own name, the others being obliged to take the names that belong to their posi tions. Of all the dishes on the tav ern’s bill of fare, the rumpsteak pud ding is the thing. As much mystery obscures the manufacture of this clas sic as attends the making of French torpedo boats. The receipt is an heir loom handed down from father to son. Into the composition of this famous dainty go oysters, lark, kidneys, steak, marrow, mushrooms and spices. Af ter these have been weighed in a se cret room they are boiled from 16 to 20 hours, after which the mixture is poured into basins, moistened with gravies, covered with a rich crust and baked. Every Saturday at 1.30 o'clock precisely the pudding is brought into the dining room, where, in the pres ence of the guests, the host carves it. A rumpsteak pudding ranges in weight from 50 to 70 pounds. A Monument to Gamier. While ths Paris Opera House ought to be sufficient monument to its de signer, the noblest one which can be erected, Paris has gone further, and 10 days ago unveiled a piece of statu ary in memory of the distinguished architect. It is a bust, placed at an outer angle of tho opera house, and is, as it were, a signature on the building. On the pedestal is traced a plan of the Opera. The bust of the architect is hanked by figures in bronze symbolic al of fame and the graphic arts. London Parks. London, says the Earl cf Meath, now possesses 313 parks and open spaces, which have coet £2,199,000. This gives a proportion of one acre to 752 of the population, which now num bers rather more than four and a half millions. Twenty years ago the num ber cf parks was 103 and their cost £829,650, affording one acre to 961 of the population of 3.834,000. HOW TO BE HAPPY THO' HOT. Cooling and Calming Suggeatlona far the Heated Term. If you are a young gir! and cannot escape from freckles under the sum mer sun, remenlber that Thackerf gave one of the most charming of his heroines an "honest freckled face. This was Theo Lambert, the jeune fllle of “The Virginians.” If you are annoyed by the snapping of cameras while you are cn the beach In yoar bathing costume, remember that to be photographed is a royal compliment, and that neither king nor kaiser can escape from the kodak fiend. If you are a bald-headed man and suffer from the playful attack of the sportive fly, console yourself by re membering that African explorers are forced to sleep with their heads wrap ped in blankets to escape the stings of poisonous Insects. If the bills at the seaside or moun tain house where your wife and chil dren are staying seem monstrous, cast a backward glance over the coal bills you were forced to pay during the strike of the anthracite coal miners. If you can’t court sleep successfully either In bed, on a camp cot, or In a bamboo chair, call up a mental pic ture of the unfortunate English offi cers who were forced to pass a night in the Black Hole of Calcutta, where one small grated window alone gave air to the tortured prisoners. If your small income, or your busi- ness or professional duties force you to spend the summer in town, read Nansen’s "Farthest North.” and the works of all the other Arctic explor ers you can lay your hands on. After such a course of reading, you will prefer any degree ol heat to a world of ice and snow. If you are a fat mao and the street boys make sarcastic allusions to the length of your waist belt when you appear In outing flannels, think how much more comfortable yau are than the attenuated Individual who dare not unbutton his padded coat lest the world discovers that his figure was made by his tailor. If, on the contrary, you are a lean and hungry Cassius, “whose pale blow and hollow cheeks never grow moist even on the hottest midsummer day, watch your fat friends watering the ground at their feet with stream* of perspiration, and give thanks for a figure which enables you to hug the narrowest shadow to be found in the sun-baked streets. Marrying Under Difficulty. In the northern Caucasus nearly half the death rate of the Inhabitants Is caused by vendetta, and at least three-fourths of the vendetta cases are the result of a curious marriage cus tom which is now decimating the popu lation. The native of those parts who wishes to take unto himself a wife cannot arrange the matter In the sim ple, offhand manner In vogue in West ern Europe, by "popping the question.” He must go home, sell his belongings, and buy her ttirly and squarely of Jfier parents, the price ranging from £3'J*to £2OO. This is a ccetly custom ’ r- - — 1 - I'l^eat man wfio'can shore to invest bucu a ■ laj§e sum in m wife, however, accom plished. What generally happens In such cases Is that the indigent can didate for the order of Benedict In duces a few stalwart comrades to seize the maiden and carry her off. What too often follows then may be gath ered from a case in point which has Just taken place In Sosslambe. Bo lcayeff is the hridegroom’s name, and Neshkho that of the girl of sweet 16 who had the misfortune to find favor In his eyes. His pockets being empty, be persuaded three comrades to kid nap the mahl whom he then took off to another village as his wife. But her father, on discover ing her whereabouts, had her sent back by the police, and then demanded S2O for loss of her services, as wo should say. Bokayeff, to whom the demand was made, would not or could not pay. The girl’s father thereupon claimed that sum from the bridegroom’s companions, who are equally liable. They admitted tho justice of his claim, and called upon Bokayeff to hand over the sum to them. On his refusal they shot him dead, that being the custom of the country, although daggers are also allowed to take the place of bullets. The three youths were forthwith ar rested and will, of course, be tried and deported. But that, far from being the end of the matter is only the very beginning. The kindred of the slain man are now preparing to “wipe rut” the relations of the murderers, while the family of the dishonored girl Is bound by the custom of the country to wash away the stain on her reputa tion in (he blood of the clans of both Hie numlered man and his murderers. And Hessian law Is powerless to In tervene. —London Telegraph. Great Number of Locomotives. There are fully 500,000 locomotives In this country. The Pennsylvania road builds 100 locomotives a year. There are probably 200,000 passenger, baggage, express, parlor, sleeping and mail cars. The cost of a standard freight car is $750 with wooden under work, and SIOOO for steel underframe. The standard car is 36 feet long, eight by eight and a half inside measure. The capacity is from 60,000 to 100,000 pounds. The life Is from ten to twelve years. The cost of a standard loco motive is SIO,OOO to $12,000; weight on wheels, 170,000 pounds; tank capacity 6000 gallons, and coal bin ten to twen ty tons’ capacity. His Humble Qualifications, “The old man doesn’t speak any foreign language, does he?’ “No. He’s just a plain, downright, honest, no-style, hardworkln', money makin', family supportin’ American!” —Atlanta Constitution. Petrified Bhlpe. Alaskan Indians allege that up tha Porcupine river, 1500 miles from Port Yukon, there are two petrified ship* tying stranded in the mountains. Every native and naturalized citi zen in Denmark over 60 years old and unable to support himself tly receives a pension varying front $2.50 to $4.60 par month. PEARLS OF THOUGHT. Ham mem is the mother of misery. Faith Is the fire of all true genius. The mum of guilt adds stings to out grief. ' Better be a good servant than • bad son. f Conceit Is not an Ingredient of con secration. The losses of childhood are tho gain of manhood. That half the world are fools is only the opinion of the other half. The search for singularity oft In volves the sacrifice of sincerity. There la a good deal of difference be tween punishment and chastisement. The plainest face blossoms into beauty When the heart is the home M love. The man who says there is no truth In the world has mistaken a mirror far the universe. If you hide your sins in the cellar they will be sure to make themselves known In the parlor. The moment past Is no longer; the future may never be; the present Is all of which man Is the master. Our Young Folks. OFFERS TO SELL HlB LIFE. Aged and Poor, McFarland for 100 Would Be Martyr to Science. Angus McFarland, an aged resident of Malden, a small town near here, wants to sell his life to science for the sum of SIOO. He has made such an offer to the phylsclans of this city, who have thus far declined with thanks, as Angus really Is a nice, old fellow, and no one wants to see him die. For a long time this section of Mon tana has been having an epidemic of spotted fever, which proves fatal, as a rule, inside of a day or two. Jeist what caused the fever was for a tlma a mystery which none of the doctors could unravel. Finally It was found that the bite of a certain kind of wood tick, which is here In large numbers, was responsible for the fever, which made its appearance within a few hours after the victim was bitten. Doctors have looked In vain fop persons who have just been bitten by the tick, hoping In that way to watch the progress of the disease and find out, if possible, how to check it before It had reached the danger stage. This they have been unable to do becauaa each person bitten has generally paid no attention to the matter until after the spotted fever had gained great headway, and then medical aid was al most useless. "I am an old man,” says McFarland, "and my life is not of great value. AU I want Is enough money to Insure a decent burial for myself; then I will allow myself to bo bitten by one of the woodticks. under the eyes of tha doctors, who can watch the progress of the fever and do as they will.” There have been many deaths all over this section of the state from tha spotted fever, but for the last lew days the epidemic seems to have been several recov erc fSfcnt.) Dispatch to St Press. * • W. VT - *..5S -Lie-. 2 The Only English Pope. Adrian IV. was the only Englishman over elected Pope. He had a “most singular name—Nicholas Brakespeare. He is said to have left- England as a beggar, and to have become a servant or lay brother In a monastery near Avignon, in France, where he studied with such diligence that in 1137, at the age of 37. he was elected abbot. Pope Eugenlus 111., that brilliant an cetic, soon discovered hts merits and made him a cardinal bishop. In 1154 he was elected Pope against his own in clination, and received the formal con gratulations of Henry 11. It waa Adrian IV. who lorced Frederick I. of Germany to hold his stirrup while he mounted hU horse, though it took two days to make the Emperor yield the desired homage. It is said that Fred erick prostrated himself before the Pope, kissed his foot, held his stirrup and led the whjie palfrey on which he rode. The Element of Success. Richard Watson Gilder, editor of the Century magazine, says: “One very desirable thing about ideals Is that they should be precise. He is fortunate who early in life at tains a definite ideal as to his future. It is a powerful element of success. IT you read the confessions of success ful men and women you will —not al ways, but very often—find that their efforts were inspired by a definite Image of what they wished to become. This one aim they struggled toward all their years. In due course of time accomplishing the great result. He or she was determined to be like this or that artist, writer, statesman, soldier, philanthropist: and approached, equalled or surpassed the inspiring •riglnaJ.” London’s Societies. London, which is a breeding place of societies with worthy objects and queer names, has forced anew or ganization under the title of (he Pac -SJD? League of Helpers of th Poor, nia Institution, which has realty been £a existence in an Informal way for the last dozen years, was originally started by the employes of a great clothing firm. Up to date the girl* employed by this company hav* made something like 9000 garment* which have been distributed among the needy and without the expenditure of a single penny. Herein lie the unique and especially felicitous features of the league. The remnants of cloth are provided free of charge fcy th firm and other manufacturers, and the employes do the work.—Exchange. Got Rid of Him Quickly. "Well, I got rid of that life insurance agent in short order,” savagfly re marked Mr. Higgsworthy. "You didn’t insult him, did yoT" asked his wife. “Insult him? No! I gave him my ap plication for a policy, blame him!” Chicago Tribune. The girl who can be won by flattery Isn't worth winning.