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laden with the scent of wild flowers, giant oaks and elms spreading their mighty limbs to shade man and beast, and skylarks rising in the heaven with floods of melody. . . A valley with a road running through it, and, in the near perspective, a village ~Hetherton, it is called—and, in the distance, the tall towers of Scarsdale abbey, one of the stateliest homes of the land. : . ' You have the scene before you. r But not all harmonious is the aspect. Man comes, as uswal, to mar the beauty of nature, i This particular man is eminently qualified to scare away any poetic fancies the scene may have prompted. He is a spare, cadaverous fellow of about forty yecars of age, with sharp features and red bair, and eyes that would be bright and snapping, but that they are so bleared and bloodshot. His dress is the decay of gentish vulgarity. When new, you can see that his coat bas been glossy as the glossiest of shoddy; his trousers baggy in shape and loud in pattern, and his shoes of French kid, but the blight of poverty is on them, and their original grandness makes their shabbiness the more apparent. Neither is his manner more prepossessing than his person, for as he trudges along the road, his lip constantly curls with the bitterness of his reflections, and he viciously cuts down the unoffending flowers with the cheap cane he carries, as though the beautiful were repugnant to him. , Yet his footsteps are turned toward Scarsdale Abbey. Little does Sir Gordon Hillborough, the owner of the splendid demesne, as he sits in his ancient library, a tall, stern, courtly old man of sixty, anticipate the visitor that fate is bringing him. Yet barely an hour has passed since we saw the vaurien tramping aloug the highway, and now he is sitting very much at his ease in the presence of the great man, who seems too astonished at the novelty of the situation to offer a remonstrance. “Sir,” the baronet says with much dignity, ‘‘you have gained admission into my house under the plea that you have an important communication to make concerning my son. Briefly as possible tell me your business.” = - “Don’t happen ever to have heard the name of Gregson, I suppose,” the stranger, replied with a sneer., ~ Sir John shook his Iread in negation. ““Nor of Newton parish in the county of Leicester?” S : ' (‘Ahl" s 5 There was a look of painful recollection in the baronet’s face. : “The father, I presume, of the young woman, by whose allurements my son, a mere boy, a pupil at a private school, was nearly brought to the verge of social destruction?” he asked, haughtily. ‘“Uncle, sir,” was the airy reply. ‘“‘Uncle to as interesting a young female orphan as ever fell a victim to the wiles of an aristocratic scoundrel.” “And you want—" : : ‘‘Justice, Sir Gordon! Has not your son behaved like a villain—going and getting married and starting for India,

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while my poor niece and her little girl are left to starve?” ! Sir Gordon’s hard look softened. ‘A babe? I had no ideait was as bad as that. Something must be done for it and her.” ‘‘Yes,"” sneered Gregson, “‘something’s got to be done, an’ done quickly, too.” ‘A small annuity to support and educate the child,” continued the baronet, meekly. ‘I will see my attorney.” “And what about Mrs. Richard Hillborough?” “Oh, she is in India with her husband. 1 beg that her name may be kept out of this unhappy controversy.” *Oh, no, she’s not, my noble friend; you are laboring under a great mistake. Mrs, Richard Allestree Gordon is at this ‘moment in Newton, Leicestershire,” “Great heavens!” gasped the baronet. “What do you mean?” ' “Imean that your son married my niece three years ago come next August, . Oh, you needn’t stare so disbelievingly. Here it all is in‘black and .white—~Birmingham’s registrar’s certificate and letters by the dozen.” - Bave for a slight quivering of the lip, ‘one would think that the old man was ' stricken with death. o - *Do you realize,” he murmured, with _ difficulty, “‘that this means that my boy QAT 5 N Jon N et Uido " ikee

“Because I never knew the rights about it till one week ago. You see my niece never let on who was the father of her child—and ever since its birth she has been sickly and weak-minded, so that she takes no notice of anything, not even of her little girl.” . ‘‘And you mean to tell me, man, that my son deserted her in such a condition?” “Oh, well, Sir Gordon, he's not quite so bad as all that. There were two Catherine Conroys in Newton—cousins —one was killed in a railroad accident, and Mr. Richard might have seen her name in the papers and thought it was his wife, who, I suppose, like the fool shee way, had promised to keep the marriage a secret. But it wasn't—worse luck for him.” v “Thank God for that slight satisfaction; but at the best it is a terrible story.” : il ‘A terrible story, with only one end —ruin! Unless I play Providence and -pull the fat out of the fire.” ‘GYou.!" » % “Yes, me! I found those papers hidden away in the girl’s trunlk. I've kept 'em close. The doctors say that she will never come to her right senses; so that there’s nothing but money and me standing between you—the salvation of your family pride.” “And your plans?” “I have a cousin down in Derbyshire, a motherly woman as ever you saw, married to a man who was once corporal in the royal marines—John Whitford his name is—humble folks, but honest as the day. If ycu and I can make a-deal, they’ll take out Mrs. Richard Number One and her child, an’ you’ll never hear of ‘'em again, no more than if they’d never existed.” ‘And your price for this piece of rascality?” ! “Five hundred pounds down, and an annuity of five hundred a year on my life. After I'm goue, I willleave you or your son to look after your granddaughter’s interests.” " “My son!” the baronet cried, in startled tones. ‘‘He must never know the price I paid for his immunity, and not for him only is the sacrifice made, but for'the poor,sweet girl who thinks herself his wife.” : Now Mr. Jacob Gregson had not adhered strictly to the truth in his communication to Sir Gordon Hillborough. There were those who knew him who said that it was a physical impossibility for him to make an accurate statemant on any subject, and in this case he had done justice to his reputation. There had been no dual Catherine Conroy in the parish of Newton, and the veritable Catherine—Richard Hillborough’s legitimate wife, had really been the victim of the railroad accident after, not before, the birth of her little one. Poor girl, hers had been a brief and unhappy career—the only child of impecunious tenant farmers, who had died when she was fourteen years of age, leaving her to the tender mercies of the world, dowered only with a sweet disposition and a face of rustic loveliness. She had found refuge in the home of her mother’s brother, Jacob Gregson, a bankrupt horsedealer, who had managed to keep a roof over his head by acting as ‘‘sporting agent” for the neighborhood, a profession whose tides of profit ebbed and flowed with constant contrast, now leaving him with full pockets and wild spirits, and again plunging him into the depths of destitution and misery; but through good and evil fortune he had been, according to his lights, kind to his niece, and, after her death, bad managed to scrape together each week the few shillings a laborer’s wife charged for the care of the motherless babe. - " Now he had his reward.

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CHAPTER 11. THE NORTHERN HOME. Fourteen years have elapsed since the occurrence of the events related in the preceding chapters. The scene of our story is now laid in the bleak, desolate region of the south--ern shore of Lake Superior. Down in a hollow, between two bluffs, lies the iron city of Oretown, with its even thousand inhabitants huddled together in unpainted shantiesand blocks | of squalid tenements. Saloons of the‘ lowest description abound, the only ‘ pretentious buildings being the school- ‘ house, the hotel and the hospital. The | whole region breathes ofiron. The very ground is the red dust of iron ore, and miners and miners’ wives and children ruddy with the stain of the brown ‘earth, meet yon at every step. .All around the outskirts of the place, big hills of - clinkers and bowlders are crowned with the engine-houses of the mining shafts, while trade is limited to the few ‘‘stores” belonging to the mining companies, where the unfortunate diggers into the bowels of the earth are driven by necessity to spend at a ruinous overcharge the dollars they have so hardly earned. | - Here'and there you see a better kind of residence, and in this you may be sure that an agent or captain resiﬁes—‘the captain being the highest flight of ~aristocracy to which the society of the ‘metallic city aspires. These too are for ‘the most part English, though here ‘and there a New Englander occupies the covete dposition. . ; He is an autocrat of autocrats. Well ~do the men know that they have tolook to him for every favor, and, as in the old feudal days the retainers bowed to the will -of their lords, these sturdy mining giants give humble allegionce to him, yielding even their political suffrages and voting obediently as the ‘‘hoss” wishes, though the new ‘‘Austra- ‘ lian ballot box” will spoil that little arrangement; but at the time I write of g:;&;ree and indepeundent ecitizen of ‘Oretown had only the freedom to think as his taskmaster thought. In the hands of a good man this state of things was not so bad, but occasionally were found among the captains men of brutal instincts, who used their positions as levers for acts of pitiful oppres--98 6 top of one of {he blufly o 8 the outskirts of % :xity stood a u*:in;‘ unpainted boards, snd surroundod by a

squalid “aettlement” of temporary shanties. Hardly a roof was whole, for when the Dblasting occurred huge masses of rock were flung high in the air and fell so far that sometimes they crashed through the neighboring dwellings. The gaunt, square house I have alluded to bore a sign with the inscription: | , . W cccveei 000000 srestt et ew Nlt s sasensccnosnnod) : BOARDING BY JOHX WHITFORD. : e ePeas s osan ot cantane s bers sacs anas snse seselh and, notwithstanding its rude exterior, when once you were inside, surprised you with its homelike simple comfort. On this mild September evening Mrs. Whitford was: busy preparing supper, while her husband sat smoking his pipe in the chimney corner—she buxom, jovial and pleasant featured, with the bloom of the Derbyshire hills still on her cheeks—he, silent and thoughtful, with his honest face corrugated with the wrinkles of care. “John,” the wife said, turning from her work, and speaking in broad native accents, which no change of country had ameliorated, ‘I canna abide to see thee so down i'th’ mouth. Heart up, now, may happen we shall get word across the sea from Jacob, an’, if the worst betide us, Capt. Wixon may gie thee a chance to work the new gang next week.” “Don’t go on hoping against hope, Bessie. Your brother-in-law is a scoundrel~nothing but broken promises and bad faith from him—and as for Wixon —why, he’s an American edition of Jacob in rougher binding. It’s a bad lookout, an’ winter just coming 0n.,” “Well, mopr, Oi told .thee how it ud be. Thou’st made a heap o’ inoney sin’ we come to this ughsome spot, but thy daft head couldna keep it in thy poke. Specilation — allus specilatin’ —and allus on the wrong side of the fence to run.” : . *“Yes,” replied John bitterly, ‘hit a man when he’s down. That's just like woman.” *oididn a mean to do so, mon,” quoth the repentant dame, brushing away the tears with the back of her hand. “Only there’s nowt left, now them Kewecenaw shares be worthless, but the sticks o’ house-gear, and the duds we wear.” ‘‘Nothing,” was the doleful reply. - ‘“No- lodgers but the schulemeaster an’ the two lads, an’ God knaws Oi canna keep things together wi’ their havings.” ' ' Then John, ruminating, changed the subject by asking his wife: ‘“Where'’s Elsie?” : ‘‘ln yon, wi’ the schulemeaster,” was the reply, as the dame pointed to a door on the inner side of the room. *I don’t quite know,” John said, very slowly, as if he were propounding a dif-

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ficult theory, “if it is right to let the lass spend so much time alone with tha young man. She’s getting up in ‘years now, and—" ; : : e stopped, for the surprise and indignation depicted on his wife’s countenance were enough to check the most loguaciouns. : : “John Whitford,” she demanded, furiously, ‘has trouble'addled thy brain? A chit o’ a child, as has na left off short frocks, an a young mon as has lived under thy roof welly a twelvemonth, an’ never so much by word or deed ’as showed he wasna a perfec’ gentleman! Who put that silly craze i’ thy soft pate? Frank Holbrool, I’ll tek my Bible oath on’t.” *lt wasn’t.” j “Who were it then? Tlor none such nonsense entered on its own account.” “Well, then, it was the captain ® “What captain?”’ PWixon,” 4 : “Bah!” said the woman, as she burst into a supercilious laugh. “Ooithewt thee was ne'er such gowk as to moind that mischief-makin’ tyke. Hers, howd the heft o’ this griddle, an’ Oi'll see for mysen what they be a doin” of.” With this, she crossed the kitchen, opened a door very quietly, traversed a short passage and abruptly opened a second door at the end of it. Other persons than the malicious captain might have seen something indiscreet in the scene that met the view of the worthy Mrs. Whitford. . The room was a small chamber with a well-stocked bookshelf; and, sitting in a large armchair, was a singularly handsome young man, reading aloud to a girl, who reclined on a low chair beside him, listening in wrapt attention. o

So enthralled was the young listener, as she sat with lips apart eagerly drinlking in the sonorous accents, that she did not notice the interruption. : Not so with the young man. There was no startled flush cn his face as he raised his frank, brown eyes to the incomer, and said pleasauntly: ‘‘That’s right, Mrs, Whitford, come and join our studies. We are reading ‘Nicholas Nickleby,” by Charles Dickens, and, as the scene lies in your loved Yorkshire, you may be somewhat interested.” *“Nay, nay, Measter Grey,” said the woman, whose suspicions had been aroused, notwithstanding her defiant tone to her husband, but who now blushed for her momentary lack of confidence. “Oi but coom to tell ’ee that supper’s welly ready, an’ the lass mum lay the cloth. An’it's much obligated Oi am to thee vor givin’ her thy booklarnin’, Measter Grey. It's little Oi ever had mysen, an’ them as hasna an edication knows best how to vally one.” - Frank Grey smiled as he closed the book, while the woman and girl slowly left the room, the latter pausing a moment to pour forth ina sweet, low voice her thanks for the treat afforded her. If the front of the house presented a bleak and desolate aspect,the windows - of Grey's room looked out on a beautiful landscape of varied scenery. ; On right and left the rugged hills, crowned with sturdy firs; in the distance a long sheeny expanse of lake covered with serub; and, in the fur background, the sun, setting inall the luxurions splendor of the last languisk: ing days .s?un Indian summer, : I'TO BB CONTLEYMR, | o

- ARTFUL DODGERS,| * Protective Tariff Advoeates Running from % the Present Issmo, 1 ~ Under the heading, *‘Carry Back the Comparisons,” the organ of t];f Protective Tariff leagus says: “‘But the friends of protection should challenge the comparison with the gre:jc protective era of 1861-93 and the fref trade period which preceded it.” e If this ungrammatical sentcence means anything, it is a comﬁxriscn that the protectionists are afraid of, a comparison of the condition pf the country under the first year pf the Wilson tariff and the panie ytars of 1893-94 when the McKinley law was in operation. As the comparisorllxiis ong which every business man, farmer and workingman is daily making, the fact that the high tariff organs wish to run away back to the period before 1861 does not matter much. Yet it :Is satisfactory to know that then as well as now the superiority of a low tariff was clearly shown by the greater prosperity of the whole country than /during’ the existence of moderate protiection. From 1846 to 1860 the development of all branches of industry was unequaled in the history of the United fStates. In his book, “Twenty Years in Con= gress,” that eminent republican statesman, James G. Blaine, furnislpes the following proof of the beneficial cffects of the Walker low tarif?. “Moreover, the tariff of 1846 was yielding abundant revenue, and. the business of the country was in a flourishing condition.. Money became very abundant after 1849, large enterprises were undertaken, speculation was prevalent, and for a considerable period the prdsperity of the country was general and apparently genuine. After 1852 the democrats had almost undisputed control of the government and had gradually become a {free trade party. The principles embodied in the tariff of 1846 seemed for the time to be so entirely vindicated and approved that resistance to it ceased, not only among the people, but among the protective economists, and evenlamong ‘the manufacturers to a large ’%extent. So general was this acquiescenice that in 1856 a protective tariff was not suggested or even hinted by any one of the three parties which presented presidential candidates.” § o When protectioniss go back to early history for arguments in favor bf their high taxation schemes, let them not omit to publish this impartial testimony of a republican leadezf'. The future historian will be able to use almost the above language in re%ference to the effects of the Wilson tariff. But there will be one exception. ‘The socalled ‘‘protective economists” will nevar stop their abuse of a revenue tariff. ’ B. W, H. CHANGED THEIR MINDS. The New Tariff Being More Favmflab!y Ro= ceived as Results Are Seerﬂ. We are not surprised to learn from the Birmingham News that there has been a decided change of opinion among the manufacturers of that vicinity concerning the new tariff law. Many of those who were strong protectionists eighteen months ago and petitioned the Alabama delegation in congress to vote for protecti%e duties on coal and iron, are now well satisfied with the operatior of the act which they opposed. : i : The News says there has been an absolute reversal of sentiment in and about Birmingham on this gfqucs‘cion since the beneficent effects of the democratic tariff have been practically demonstrated. Industries’ \Vl}'ich lane. guished under the artificial stimulus of the McKinley act are now enjoying a healthy growth. Nearly all the mines, mills and furnaces in the Birming‘ham district have recently made a substantial increase of wages and have taken steps to expand their trade into foreign markets. Thos¢ manufacturers who were dissatisfied and despondent when the present tariff was enacted are now more confident than they ever were before and expect in the early future the period of the greatest prosperity they liave ever known. {

' What has occurred at Birmingham must have taken place in greater or less degree in all the manufacturing centers of the country. The new tariff is working weli for our industries as well as the masses of the pgople. It is being judged by its fruits, and for manufacturers, for wage-earners and for "the country generally they are good.—-Atlanta Journal. o . : ; Twg Tariff Bills, = The Louisville Courier-Journal says: “If the repeal of the McKinley bill, l even though it was replaced /by so imperfect a measure as the, WilsonGorman bill, has been followed by such blessings to the country, how much greater prosperity should wa have been enjoying had it been succeeded by a bill such as the country expected and voted for in 1892. The very imperfectness of the present law pleads like the wounds of | Duncan, trumpet-tongued, against the supreme atrocity of the McKinley law. There was one feature, at least, of the Wilson-Gorman bill againit which no democrat protested andithat was the repeal of the worst featunes of MeKinleyism. The McKinley law found the country prosperous and left it prostrate. The present law found the country prostrate and helped it to its feet. To say that full prosperity returned at once would be to/talk nonsense, for business, when so grievously wounded, cannot recover ifn_ a day. But it is not too much to say that business has been improving steadily ever since, except so far as the republican legislation on the currency hias tended to retard it.” e . The (anned Goods lndu‘tny. ‘ _ President Seager, of the \Western Canned Goods association, reports that the past scason has been an ﬁnusually ‘active one for the canning business in this country. In quality as well as quantity this year’s pack of | corn will be greatly superior to, 'laist year’s. Mueh larger quantities of both peaches and tomatoes have been eanned in the sast and the quality is said to be exs cellent. Similar reports are made as to apples, peaches. beans, peas, cherries, Dberries and -othe fraits, This satisfactory condition ¢f an ime portaint industry is largely due to the | rednction of 50 per cent. in the tariff on tin plate. The immediate effects of the McKinley taciff have been the serious humpering of the canning industry by the great increase in the ¢ost of tin plate. At thesame time the high tariff ‘hard times, by decreasing the purchasinz power of the people, cauped a general falling off in the demanid for the canners’ products, With cheaper tin, | and an i,fl!m‘éy‘f&::« market for their #oods, owing to increased employment und higher wages, the busin Por th: - eanners is boowing, 1 |

M’KINLEY NOT WANTED. Western People Are Not in Favor of High st - Protection. From several sources comes intelligence of combinations among republican leaders to prevent the nomination of McKinley. Quay, of Pennsylvania, is in this deal, and presumably the head of it. He is apt to assume the leadership in matters of this sort, or, indeed, in any case where it is possible. Platt is the ‘““me too” in the combine. Now it is affirmed that John R. Tanner, who aspires to be boss of Iliinois, is not only in the combinatior, but that he went into it with the assent of the republican managers of the state. : .

New York, Pennsylvania and Illinois will have 72, 64 and 48 delegates respectively in the next repub}iéan national convention, in all 184. Of course they cannot do anything by themselves, but they would form a fine nucleus for others: to gather around. They might hold the balance of power in all important discussions.- The transfer of their votes on a ballot might easily compass the nomination of one of the contestants. ;

Mr. Quay, for reasons of his own, is hostile to McKinley. - ‘Why he is sols not well understood. . Platt declares himself for Morton, but the general opinion in republican circles is that Mr. Morton’s age will take him out of the list of real contestants. It is believed that' Quay and Platt'are both looking to Reed, though this is guesswork: As to Tanner, it is questionable whether he would undertake to turn the state of Illinois over to Reed, but this does not prevent him from working against McKinley. The reason for his opposition to the Ohio man may be inferred from what he said in an interview nearly a year ago: ,

“The republica.xi party has won a great victory because the people are again willing to trust it with leadership. The party was defeated in 1892 tecause it had committed itself to the folly of McKinleyism. The people of Illinois and of the western states generally do not believe in the high protection advocated by republicans of the McKinley school.: 1f the party leaders take a conservative position on the tariff question in 1896 the republican ticket will be elected. If,on the other hand, the party should make the mistake of pledging itself to a revival of McKinleyism its candidates will be defeated.”

Mr. Tanner not only takes ground against McKinley, but he is disposed to ignore the: pretensions of Shelby M. Cullom. He does not like the idea of throwingsaway the influence of his stafe in advocating the cause of a merely nominal candidate who is certain to drop out before the decisive ballot. In doing this, however, h antagonizes all of Cullom’s friends, and exposes himself to the danger of being beaten by a combination of the supporters of Cullom and McKinley. . So for the present the position of lllinois in the anti-Mc-Kinley combination may be treated as doubtiul. .

" 1t is well to bear in mind that a good many things are certain to happen between this date and the meeting of the republican national convention, so that combinations made now are likely to be confronted with very unexpected condi‘tions. In a little more than a month a republican house is to meet, and it will, doubtless, undertake to formulate some legislation to supply the deficit in the revenue that was caused by the judicial defeat of the income :tax. There are known to be many republicans who are anxious to use this pretext to reopen the whole tariit question and to formulate a ‘bill on McKinley lines for the president to veto. Shouid the party commit itself through its representatives in congress to a policy of this sort, it would render it somewhat awkward to reject McKinley on the grounds mentionéd by Tanner. Indeed, if a new tariff fight should be inaugurated during the coming winter, it is difficult to see how it could fail to give McKinley considerable prestige in his own party. Mr. Reed, however, who will be speaker, wili have a direct personal interest in preventing this, and it may be in his power by the mgke-up of committees and the exercise of his authority to head it off. ' - The democrats have no reason to object to the nomination of McKinley, for it will be imapossible in the campaign to separate his candidate from McKinleyism. They haveespecially to congratulate themselves that the time is near at hand when the republicans will have to abandon the policy of negation, and commit themselves to some definite line of action. In doing this they will speedily develop the rivalries and antagonisms among themselves; and manufacture a good deal of campaign material for their opponents.—Louisville Cour-ier-Journal. :

COMMENT OF THE PRESS.

——~Senator Sherman tells an interviewer that free wool.has cost the country $40,000,000 or $50,000,000. It would be interesting to hnow how much the free wool which Mr. Sherman has pulled over the country’s eyes in his role of financial wiseacre has taken out of the pockets of the people.—Philadelphia Record. : ——Under a reduced tariff the United States is the greatest iron-producing country in the world, and American irun is sold in England. At the same tilne wages for American workmen in the iron factories and in theé iron mines are higher by from 50 to 200 per cent. than in any other country in the world. The democratic tariff policy vindicates itéelf.—Chicago Chronicle. ——A republican paper comments upon the elections under the heading “Democratic Bossism Downed.” It is to the credit of the democratic party that it hasnearly everywhere thrown ott its bosses. The republicans, on the ~cther hand, have elevated and econfirmed their bosses—Quay in Pennsylvania, Platt in New York, Cox in Ohio, with ‘Elkins, Manley, Clarkson and all the rest. It will be disccrered that this contrast will tell in next year’s election. We are bossed too mueh. Democrats have resented it, and repablicans are certain to do so.—~N. Y. World. ——All theemotional republican writers and shouters are expressing jubilant thoughtsoverthe republican victoriesin Ohio and Maryland us a “defeat of bossism in polities,” meaning Brice and Gorman. And the same writers and shouters are greatly jubilant over the republican victories in New York and Pennsylvania, which were the mere victories of Platt as boss in offe state and Quay as boss in the other-—probably the most imperions, corrupt and conscienceless political bosses in the United States. Consistency is'not a_jewel in the estis mtmﬂﬁ%*‘ﬁ!ﬁwhiﬁﬁ%ﬁ%ﬂm wlB and shouters.—Chicago Chironicley

FOR: YOUNG PEOPLE. THE HOWLERY GROWLERY ROOM It doesn’t pay to be cross— : It's not worth while to try it; For Mammy’s eves so sharp ; : 3 Are very sure to spy it; - A pinch on Billy’s arm, : A snarl or a sullen gloom, - . No longer we stay, but must up and away To the Howlery Growlery room. s Chorus. Hi! “he Howlery! ho! the Growlory! ’ s - -Ha! the Sniffery, Snarlery, Scowlerg! : % i There we may stay, : ‘lf we choose, 2all day; : But it’s only a simile that can bring us away. . . If Mammy catchesme : Y A-pitching into Billy; T 3 If Billy breaks my whip," : Or scares my rabbit silly: . It's “Make it up, boys, quick! R Or else you know your doom!” ; We must kiss and be friends, or the squabble ends ; 5 In the Howlery Growlery room. Chorus. - Hi! the Howlery! ho! the Growlery! Ha! the Sniffery, Snarlery, Scowli ery! G : G . There we may stay, g If we choose, all day; But it’s only a smile that:can bring 5 us away. : _- 3 So it doesn’t pay to be bad; T There’s nothing to be won in it: . And when you come to think, ) i There’s really not much fun in it. So, come! The sun isout, . The lilacs are all a-bloom. i Come out and play, and we’ll keep away ¥rom the Howlery Growlery room. Chorus. Hi! the Howlery! ho! the Growlo ery! Ha! the Sniffery, Snarlery, Scowlery! . . There we may stay, If we choose, allday; : But it’s only a smile that can bring ~ us away. —Laura E. Richards, in St. Nicholas.

AMUSING SCIENCE. : How to Produce a Curious Effect with a Feiw Comnionplace Things. Take a tube of pasteboard, such as is used for sending illustrated, papers through the mails, or any other tube at hand, and pass through it a piece of flexible iron wire. Ask some one to hold the wire when it protrudes from the further end of the tube, and meanwhile double your end of the wire over on itself and proceed to wind it round the tube as you would wind thread on a bebbin, kee?ing each twist of the spiral close to the preceeding one. When you have done this eight or ten times, remiove the wire from the tube. Theend which was within the tube is the axis of the spiral and serves as a handle of the apparatus, being finished with a loop or ring for that purpose. Wind the wire near the last spiral once round the handle and then carry it down the Landle, binding the two together close {lO the ring by means of a very flne bit

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Fux with-a seofhr, of wire, taking care not to make the ligature too tight, as the second wire should be movable. This latter should @lso be finished with a small ring or loop for convenience of handling. Now Lolding the ring of the axis in the left hand, and that of the second wire in the right, push the latter forward, and you will see the spiral open and lengthen itself, as in the second position illustrated. But if before doing this you plunge the spiral into a bowl containing soupy waler, and then gently push on the small ring, you will see each spiral decked in a frail soap bubble reproducing exactly the surface of a perfect spiral and reflecting the most beauti{ul colors. The spiral may be worked back and forth without injury to the soapy membrane. The effect is both curious and pretty.—Once a Week.

THE CROCODILE BIRD. It Walks About in the Saurian’s’ Mouth Picking Up Leeches. ‘ A curious feature in natural history is the favor bestowed upon the crocodile -by a bird bearing its name, through removing a certain parisitic leech veritably from the innermost recesses of the saurian’s mouth, In thus acling he, in addition to performing an invaluable service to the erocodile, obtains for himself a leisurely and luxurious living. ‘Herodotus writes that the bird and animal are on the most amicable terms, the former entering the latter’s mouth and walking about with the greatest confidence. The gentlemen of the Smithsonian institution, however, are disinclined to accept this belief, but think the, crocodile bird stands at a sate distance, extracting the leeches by thrusting its head into the animal’s mouth and again removing it before the clocodile can close its jaws. i - The saurian during the performahce lies lazily sunning itself on the bank, with jaws wide open and seeming to rclish the relief which it obtains. It is not to be believed, however, that the crocodile’s sense of obligation for the invaluable services rendered it would be sufficient to deter it from making a feast upon its benefactor should an opportunity present itself. ; :

A Street Scene, A western paper tells the following as a true story: An organ-grinder stopped to'play in front of a tenement house. A number of children gathered to hear him. Presently a group of larger boys gathered. There was snow on the ground. One of the larger boys said: “See me knock his hat oft.” He l picked up a handful of snow and threw it at the organ-grinder’s hat. The snowball struck the hat and knocked it in the gutter. The organ-grinder picked it up, brushed it off, straightcned out the ¢rown and put it on his lead. Then he turned to the big boys and said: “Now I will play you a tune 1o make you merry,” and with a bow he ‘hegan playing a gay tune. The big bhoys slunk away, ashamed. The little children danced gayly to the merry ‘tune, but when they looked in the or- | gun-grinder’s face they showed that he | had given them a new thought. = | A shadow can be made to look more | Oveadful than o thing of life, |

: MACK'S LUNCH STAND. - | | - . R An Incident of .Charies Sumner's Busy K | g : ' - Life at Washington. |~ ‘!_ - The senate doorkeeper laughed. ‘The ‘guard- who marched up and down the' | corridors and the lower steps of the | capitol laughed, too. i A shrill young voice asked: “Has Mr. | Sumner come yet?” , : . “Well, 1 call that youngster cheeky,” | ) said one man, as Mack, the bootblack, ’ with all the airs of a colonel, asked for f : Mr. Charles Sumner. - ’ ‘ . “Why, boy, didn’t you know Mr.. { Sumner was the biggest man in con= gress? What do you want of him?” | I #’Course I know it, an’ that'’s the very® reason he’s so good to poor fellers like us!® Guess I know him!” R - “Knock-down argument, Mack. Pass L onfit s ' : - With his old cap tucked behind him | and’ his'ehg’er eyes shining, Mack stood; ! : in the doorway. He drew a little | nearer. : | l‘ - “Mr. Sumner, good day. * Good—day ~sir—Mr. — Bob — Bob said — Mr. — { ; Well, Bob thought”—and Mack hesi- -

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tated worse than he evér thought he possibly -could. Mack; of the glib tongue and lofty ways among boys. | Mr. Sumner was to the world a very sober mamn;. slow to speak or smile o take notice of people in general; but,. like Abraham Lincoln, that rare smile was warming and full of light. It fell generously upen the poor and sorrowful, and most tenderly upon the wealk. Tle lifted his splendid head and hand- | some face toward the door as Mack’s | “Bobs”and “Misters” and low bows at- | tracted his attention. 5 : . ‘Robert said aside: ¢ ‘My friend who, came to. the house, Mr. Sumner.” 1 ‘ “Ah, yes, Good day, my boy.. One of ; the new firm? Yes, I remember all zbout the lunch business. Have you| inade a start yet?” : : I ' Mack had stepped quite close to thegreat man, who smiled so kindly. All ready, sir—but—the letter, sir——g to Mr. Hobbs, about the stand.” .- _ i “Of course, that must-be done. Iwill write -to Mr. Hobbs about the stand,‘J opposite his own. He is a friend of/ mine and will look after your business! a little.” ; } - And that was the beginning of "Mack & Co.’s lunch stand.” Robert was the| Co., or as Mr. Sumner putit, “the §ilentff -parther.’’ “i - & ks +**You see, Mr. Sumner,” explained Robert to his best friend, “Mack’s fa-; ther-was killed on the railroad; hisf mother was sick, they had no money, only Mack’s little bootblack’s change.; ‘His two sisters went to the asylum an Mick was quite brokenup. Itook hi home to supper one night. Why, mother just cried to see him so poor and; discouraged. She went away into th bedroom and thought a minute | an:;.;{ | prayed (mother-always does if she’s i trouble.) - Then she talked it over “’it;j us two boys, and I talked it over witlhy] you, and you asked Mr. Hobbs to b]j ‘surety’ for our stand, -and .mothej makes all the doughnuts, and little pies, and I pay Cousin Jenny, who 11 quite poor, to help us in fresh rolls an good bread for sandwiches. So we ar?;h getting along tiptop.” ; ok “How much money did you put in the firm, Robert?” - &)

“Fifteen dollars, sir. I had saved it ‘up for the business college, of evenings, - you know, but—but—Mack was so dis+ ‘couraged, and you help me so much with my books, Mr. Sumner, I though_f —well, I thought, if we had good luck, ‘we could both go next winter.” i ~ The rich, full tones of Charles Sums ‘ner’s - wonderful voice had th_rille% crowded halls of great men and women, had stirred the halls of congress a; none other could, but never did his voice ring more tenderly, more musicallyTthan when he laid his hand on the littli lad’s head and said: *“Robert, this is not-an everyday story of success, nor ai cveryday philanthropy, but you are: good ‘boy, and the right stuff is Withil# you. |l

s . IR The business prospered. The firm went to the business college for one year. At noon time, when clerks ‘pnd‘l hungry school children enjoyed hom -doughnuts and splendid pies, Mack waE the cheery, weli-to-do salesman, thoug a handsomie, tall boy often sat at the cash drawer, not teo proud ‘“to help out in a busy time.” : 1 ' Many years later, when the gren?; Charles Sumner was dead and a whale nation. wept and mourned, two young men made a journey to his last hom h They reverently kissed his cold, sti hands and tears dropped on the silve plate bearing his name. Flowers hav lain on his grave, and friends have grieved, but none have more worshiped ‘the meniory of Charles Sumner tha the two boys of the *“lunch stand” of th long-ago days.-—Margaret Spencer) i Chicago Inter Ocean, {

b, The “I Can’t” Army. ! . Oh! dear. What a troublesome set of ehildren the “I Can’ts are! Their mothers have to button their shoes, and brush their hair, and find their miﬁ« tens, and do all such little things fo'fr them, that they might learn to do for themselves,” if they would only try. The “I Cant’s” do not want to lcax:L anything. Their teachers have to coax - them to allow their lessons to be pushelfl( into their minds. They stop at ever{ ' hard place and whine: “I can’t go on,” The “L Can’ts” do not want to lea,r{xv and have to be helped, or there they would stay forever. Now,do yousuppose the “I Can’ts” will never make the world Jbetter or happier for being init? No, af course they will not; and if any one umong us even suspects that he belongs to the army of “I Can’ts,” let him at once desert and join the ranks of the ‘ l?f'ﬁrya’wmmﬂ’mﬂ ' Roasted coffee is an exdellent disin. st L e EEORN L e e