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BABY’S EYES.
Tell me, babv sweetheart,
What would a mother do
With those shining-eyes,
Like the summer skies,
That are steeped in the morning dew?
Tell me, oh. my baby,
What should a mother do
With a curly head
And lips so red,
Dyed to love’s own hue?
Shall she cover them over with kisses;
Shall she kiss the smiling eyes
And the crimson tips
Os the fragrant lips
With love that never dies?
Search ye the whole world over,
There is nothing half so sweet
As the fond alarms
Os baby’s arms,
AnM*the patter of little feet;
The touch of clinging fingers.
The sound of a lisping voice,
And the going to bed
Os a drowsy head.
To make the heart rejoice.
—Buffalo Evening News.
k THE FIVE FAIRIES. |
There was once a little girl who
had careless fingers. Os course they
did not really mean to be careless,
but they were always losing her hair
ribbons, and forgetting to button her
frocks, and leaving the dolls out in
the'garden all night.
One morning the little girl’s fairy
godmother came into the playroom.
There had been a party in the doll
house the day before, and the little
girl had not washed the plates and
teacups or brushed the crumbs from
the floor. The little girl's pet kit
ten was playing with some tangled
hair ribbons, and the girl herself sat
by the window in a mussed up frock
and her hair was not combed.
“No^, my dear, this will never do,”
said the fairy godmother. “You must
go out and find five fairies to help
you keep tidy. Run along, and mind
you don't come home without them!”
“But I don’t know which way to
go,” said the child, beginning to cry.
“You must find your way,” said the
fairy godmother, “and the five fairies
will know you if you do not know
them.”
So the child put on her hat and
started out to try to find five little
fairies who would help her to keep
tidy.
Well, the child went up and down
the streets and the highways, peeping
through the keyholes and into all the
corners, but not a fairy did she see.
There were only plain, ordinary, real
folks about. So the child went far
ther still, across the meadows and
down a hill, until she came to a path
in a deep, dark forest. On and on
she went, until she bumped right into
a queer little red house under the
trees. At the door of the house sat
a fat little man in a red cap, spin
ning. Jane stopped and bowed very
politely.
“Elease, sir,” ehe said, “can you ■
tell me where I shall find five fair
ies?”
The little man never said a ,word.
He just went right on sewing so fast
that his needle broke and his thread
knotted.
“Oh, that isn’t the way to sew,”
said the child. “You should be care
ful and not pull the thread so hard.”
“Well, suppose you had one dozen
pinafores and two dozen pairs of
knickerbockers and three dozen
blouses to finish before sunset,” said
the little man, crossly.
The child looked, and there were
the pinafores and the knickerbock
ers and the blouses, all cut out and
Ii the doorway.
y, I’ll help you finish them,”
1.
le child and the fat little man
wed and sewed and sewed,
the last blouse was done, the
an looked up.
might go a bit farther on,”
I, “to where my brother sits
turnstile. Perhaps he has
me fairies.”
he child went a little farther
h the forest, and she came to a
turnstile. There on the top sat a sec
ond little man. He was dressed in
green from head to foot, and he had
his arms spread out very wide to
show which way the roads went.
“Please, sir,” said Jane, politely,
"can you tell me where I can find five
fairies?”
But the little man did not answer.
“Eve been out here for days and
days,” he said, pointing to the roads,
“and I haven’t been able to get down
once. Look at my face and hair and
my dusty coat.”
“Why, you poor little thing!” said
the child. “Just wait a moment and
I’ll tidy you a bit.”
So she took her pocket handker
chief and dusted off the little man’s
coat. She smoothed his hair, and
she brought some water from the
brook in the palm of her hand and
washed his face.
“Thene, you look much better,'’ she
said.
“I feel better,” said the little point
ing man, “but I haven’t seen any
fairies. You might ask my tall broth
er at the fork of the roads if he’s
seen any. He is just a little way
ahead there, looking for his cap.”
So the child went down the road,
and, just where the little pointing
man had told her, she saw a third
little man, much taller than the oth
ers, but not very big at that. He was
down on his hands and knees, looking
in the grass and under the bushes.
"Pins and needles! Oh, my pins
and needles!” he was saying over and
over to himself. “What will Thumb
kin say if I don’t find my cap?”
“Is this your cap?” asked Jane, as
she picked up a little round silver
. Ching from under a leaf. It looked
like nothing so much as a thimble, 1
but the tall little man clapped it on
his head and scampered away through
the forest as fast as his legs could
carry him. As he ran, he called back:
“No, I haven't seen any fairies,
but perheps my sister has. She is
mixing cake on a toadstool over there.
You will know her because she wears
a gold ring abou’. her neck,” and the
little man hurried on.
So the child looked about for a
toadstool. Presently she spied one
standing tall and straight like a real
table. Beside it was the daintiest lit
tle lady that ever was, in a little pink
dress that had short sleeves, and
wearing a gold ring about her neck.
She had an acorn bowl, and she was
stirring very fast with a maple leaf
for a spoon.
“Please, have you seen five fair
ies?” asked the little girl.
“Hand me that sugar,” said the
little lady. “That's right. Now put
a gill of rose water and an ounce of
dew and a measure of honey in. Now
beat it well until I tell you to stop,
and then, if you are a good child—
and you look very sweet, if your frock
is unbuttoned and your hair is mussy
—you may wash all my dishes.”
When Jane had stirred the cake
until her arms ached, and then
washed the dishes in the spring, the
little lady said:
“You asked me about fairies. Sup
pose you ask the baby. I put her to
sleep over there in the humming
bird's nest, but she’s awake now. Per
haps she has seen a fairy. Babies do
sometimes, you know.”
The little girl peeped in a wee hum
ming-bird’s nest that hung on a tree
close by, and there she spied the lit
tle lady’s baby. Such a dear- baby,
no longer than Jane’s tiniest finger,
but as pretty as the prettiest doll!
Her dress was spun of gossamer spi
der webs, and her cap was of frost
lace, and her cheeks were as pink as
rose petals, and her eyes were as blue
as the blue of the sky.
“Oh, you dear little thing,” cried
the little girl, taking the baby up in
her hand. "You look like a fairy
yourself! ”
The baby laughed, a tinkling little
laugh that sounded like bells. Jane
looked —and what do you think had
happened? There were five fairies
right in her hand! There was fat
Thumbkin, with Pointer standing
very straight just behind him. There
stood Tall Man in his thimble cap.
There was the little lady in her gold
ring. Last of all, there was the dear
baby, so pink and sweet.
“Run home, little girl,” they all
cried. “You helped us, and we are
going to help you now.”
So the child went home to her fairy
godmother with her hand full of fair
ies; and the five—Thumbkin and
Pointer and Tall Man and the little
Ring Lady and the Baby—helped the
child all the rest of her life.—Carolyn
S. Bailey, in Kindergarten Review.
\7SZfZ7VGS I
bworth knowincm
A bee visits on an average of ten
flowers before securing a load of nec
tar.
Old silk hats are in demand in the
East End of London as nosebags for
donkeys.
Over 4000 muscles have been
counted in the body of a single com
mon moth.
Farmers are beginning to light up
their lands with electricity generated
by waterfalls.
London motor bus drivers are fined
for being ahead of time, but rarely
for being late.
Tanning snake skins for the man
’ ufacture of women’s belts has become
a lucrative industry in Madras.
The largest delegation of foreign
L students attending American colleges
last year was sent by Canada, 242.
। The Chinese divide the day into
twelve parts. Each part is distinct
in itself and is of two hours’ dura-
’ tion.
The sudden demand for popular
’ education in China is shown by the
fact that the school attendance in
’ one province alone has increased
[ SOOO per cent, in five years.
! An iron cyclone cellar is a novelty
। described in Popular Mechanics. It
says that a metal concern in one of
the cyclone States of the West is
’ manufacturing the cyclone cellars of
’ extra heavy galvanized corrugated
iron. It has a cylindrical shape, and
' is provided with stairway, seats,
shelves and bins.
A large number of money prizes
- are awaiting winning in England by
p aerial flights of different distances
- and under different conditions, but
s the one great condition attending
y nearly all the prizes is that either the
machine or the aviator, or both, must
, be English. The most important
g prize is the $50,000 offer of the Daily
1 Mail.
s Herses seldom suffer from de
g cayed teeth, but because of the upper
teeth closing on the lower ones a lit
s tie on the outside, points are some-
I times found which lacerate the cheek
- or penetrate the gums, creating a
tenderness that prevents the proper
s mastication of food, annoying the
r horse so much that he falls away
J very rapidly.
1000 POUND HOG
SHIPPED TO YARDS.
“Baby Jim” Had to Bo Sent to
Cattle Killing Apparatus to Be
Slaughtered.
“Baby Jim” passed away in East
St. Louis yesterday at the age of four
years, says the St. Louis Globe-Dem
ocrat. He weighed at the time of
his death 980 pounds. He was the
biggest hog ever shipped to the Na
tional Stock Yards and was sold to
Armour & Co. for nine cents a
pounds.
“Baby Jim” had been an object of
much interest in Macoupin County,
111., where he was reared. Theodore
Strobeck, of Brighton, 111., kept him,
with the intention of waiting until
he reached an even 1000 pounds. He
reached this weight a few days ago
and was at once sold to Travess &
Travers, of Shipman, 111., who sent
him to Draggon. Becker & Co., of the
National Stock Yards.
There was no wild scramble on the
part of buyers to secure “Baby Jim”
and he remained in the pens for some
time before D. Pat Hanna, salesman
for the firm, could find any one to
take the big fellow. Travers & Trav
ers had paid S7O for him, by weight
at seven cents a pound. The packing
house people didn’t want him because
he was too big to be killed in the ap
paratus being constructed for “Baby
Jim’s” class. Armour & Co. finally
took the big fellow and sent him from
pig to pork over the cattle route,
using the apparatus constructed for
killing cattle and removing the skin
instead of scalding off the hair.
When all this had been done and
the big hog was reads’ to be cut up he
still weighed 637 pounds. The hams
will weigh about sixty pounds each.
He was of the Chester White breed
and was as active as an average 150-
’ pound porker. In shipping him down
from his Macoupin Counts’ home the
hog shrank twenty pounds, and the
firm that consigned him will lose
money, for he was sold at nine cents,
a loss of $12.67, without considering
net weight, making him bring $57.33,
the expense of shipping and market
ing.
Keeping Warm on the Prairie.
A St. Joseph patrolman who was
formerly an Indian fighter told how
the soldiers used to keep their feet
warm by pouring whisky in their
boots. “We were escorting a wagon
train across the snow,” said the pa
trolman, “when it was thirty degrees
below zero. Os course, we were fixed
for it. We had the ‘Nelson A. Miles’
overcoats, which are lined with pelt
and button snugly under the chin;
warm gloves, and our boots were two
sizes too big in order to allow us to
wear heavy knit woolen socks. The
quartermaster issued us rations, in
cluding whisky, before we started.
“I was astonished to see the lieu
tenant in charge pull out his boot
strap and dump half a bottle of whis
ky in one boot and the remainder in
the other. He said it kept his feet
warm, and I tried it. The other man
on our wagon drank his and we
started. That night my feet were
perfectly dry and warm. The soldier
who drank his portion suffered frozen
feet and had to be sent back to Fort
Snelling before the winter was over.
I soon learned it was no unusual
thing for the soldiers to pour whisky
in their boots.” —Kansas City Star.
Perfumery For the Blind.
“A characteristic common to most
presents given to the blind is per
fumery,” said an asylum worker.
“They fairly reek with it. The in
mates of the home I visit received
holiday presents in great quantities.
They were of every description and
came from diverse quarters. Some
had been made by the donors. Some
had been bought, but all smelled of
the sachet bag. People who would
shrink from a scent bag attached to
a present for anybody else literally
pour perfume on gifts to the sight
less. Their intention is most kindly,
too. Somehow they fancy that what
the eye lacks the nose must make up
for, and on goes the perfume.”—N??z
York Sun.
All Employes Share.
The Mendelssohn Bank differs
from all similar institutions in Ger
many in the nature of the relations
existing between it and its employes.
Its attitude toward them is patri
archal, and it has the reputation of
never having dismissed one. One or
two have retired, but the rest have
grown or are growing gray in the
service w’ith a view to ultimate re
! (irement on pension. The salaries
: paid are exceptionally high, and no
! employe in a place of trust gets less
than SIOOO a year. No Christmas
presents are given, but all employes
, share in the prosperity of the bank as
reflected in its dividends.
Bedsteads in a Wall.
During a fire in Nampa, Idaho, a
j whole square was destroyed, among
■ the buildings being a furniture store,
. the proprietor of which showed his
j pluck by immediately commencing
• the erection of a new building of con
, Crete. Having at the time a carload
of iron beds on hand, he had them
encased in the walls to lend strength
to the building by holding the cement
together, the walls being modeled
. round the bedsteads. The building
. will probably be something of a won
der to a later generation when it falls
- into decay—The Strand.
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There are now under construction
’ In New York City buildings which
will aggregate in value about $106,-
000,090.
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| —To Yourself |
fy Orison SuiOtt Marden *
KNOW a man who was extremely ambitious to no something
very distinctive and who had the ability to do it. When he
started on his career, he was very exact and painstaking.
He demanded the best of himself —would not accept his
second-best in anything. The thought of slighting his w ork
was painful to him, but his mental processes have so
riorated, and he has become so demoralized by the habit
which, after a while, grew upon him, of accepting his secon
best, that he does it now without a protest, seemingly with-
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out being conscious of it. He is today doing quite ordinary things, witnou
apparent mortification or sense of humiliation, and the tragedy of it all is, ae
does not know why he has failed!
One’s ambition and ideals need constant watching and cultivation, in or
der to keep the standards up. Many people are so constituted that then am
biticn deteriorates and their ideals drop when they are alone, or with care ess,
indifferent people. They require the constant assistance, suggestion, pro m=.
or example of others to keep them up to standard.
I recall a once prominent man who, until the death of his wife, had very
high ideals and a lofty aim; a man who was extremely painstaking and c ^ ie ’
ful in everything, who would never accept anything from himself but the es
he was capable of, but who, when he lived alone, gradually deteriorate m
his appearance, his personal habits, and his lofty standards, until he became
really’ repulsive, and yet he was apparently absolutely unconscious ot e
insidious change.
How quickly a youth of high ideals, who has been well trained in or
oughness, often deteriorates when he leaves home and goes to work or an
employer with inferior ideals and slipshod methods!
The introduction of inferiority into our work is like introducing subtle
poison into the system. It paralyzes the normal functions. Inferiority’ is an in~
section which, like leaven, affects the entire system. It dulls ideals, pa sieo
the aspiring faculty’, stupefies the ambition, and causes deterioration all a on 0
the line.
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f Increase in Divorces of *
I Rich Is Discouraging
By O. P Fitzgerald. Bishop Methodist Episcopal
Church, South
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marriage relation measures the civilization of any country.
This is true of all people everywhere, without regard to race,
color or previous Condition. Judges by’ this standard, the
outlook for our country is not encouraging. The divorce
evil is increasing. In the higher walks of life, where there
is most money and ought to be most intelligence and su
perior virtue, the sin and shame of divorce have increased
alarmingly.
The secrecy of the proceeding is a feature that tells its own story. The
hidden works of darkness are thus confessed. The remedy is with public
opinion that will express itself in wiser laws and .a hotter practice among our
clergy and civil officers.
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SPOUTING BREVITIES!.
Gustave F. Touchard wen the na
tional indoor tennis championship.
The navy wrestling team defeated
Lehigh University by seven bouts to
two.
I In a dual fencing tournament An
j napolis defeated Columbia by seven
bouts to two.
West Point fencers defeated Colum
bia ’varsity combination by six bouts
to three in the West Point gymna
sium.
• A new rule at Syracuse allows ath
letes to be only six hours in arrears
in their work instead of ten hours, as
i it used to be.
Quincy A. Shaw, of Boston, defeat
ed Reginald Fincke, of New York, and
regained the national amateur rac
i quel championship.
: A library of books and magazines
i dealing with sporting subjects is a
part of the gymnasium equipment at
the University of Chicago.
“I have always thought that with
the proper coaching Western track
teams should be able to far outpoint
, those of the East,” says Jim Lathrop.
Minnesota and Chicago are to play
a game of foothall next fall. after all.
That's probably the result of the trip
; East of Professor Stagg and Dr. H. L.
Williams.
Alfred Shrubb. the great English
j runner, has long been considered in a
class by himself at any distance from
five to fifteen miles. He was practi
cally invincible.
Frank Gotch, the world's champion
heavyweight wrestler, is quoted as
saying: ‘'Jeffries is not going down in
-history as another John L. Sullivan.
He is not going to collapse cf his own'
efforts when he meets the clever
i Johnson. He will win, and win de
cisively.”
No one sings of the heroism of
women, yet how many are daily go
ing through dangers that would ter
rify the bravest man. 1
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