Bloomington Telephone, Volume 14, Number 3, Bloomington, Monroe County, 7 June 1889 — Page 2

O FAKMER BOT.

BT M. J. ADAMS. 0 farmer boy with tmdiess joy Ami peace at t hy command. Why seek to roam, and leave thy home, To wander tbrongh th land? Why city life with ali its strife, Its wickedness and glare. When now thy days in honest ways Axe spent wit no at a care? Why sigh for this, with all the bliss Sweet nature tenders thee? Why coldly spurn her love, and torn To shallow mockery ? How canst thou grieve her sonl, and le&vt Wxthout regret and pain, Her leaping rills and grassy hills. Her helds of v aving grain ; Her round of so ng the wliole day long. And twittering in the trees ; Hex vales and flowers and sonny hours And humming birds and bees? 0 farmer boy, with all the joy Fond nature givesfthee now. Canst thou not see, a king is he Who faithfully wields the plow) The Yankee Blacbi.

TRIXIE; , Or, Such Is life.

BY MRS. J. Dl BRENDAN. The old Holland mansion at the foot of Mount Holland, as that slight elevation of land was called, was undergoing repairs. For years its owner had led a restless life, "wandering about from country to country until, thoroughly tired of his peregrinations, he wrote to his, agent, Mr. Mincing, to have the old place restored to a habitable condition. For three months carpenters, masons, and other tradesmen had been to work under the direction of Mr. Mincing, who was himself subject to the directions of Mrs. Mincing and her daughter Julia. Because, Oliver, n remarked that lady complacently, "where there are changes to be made, up one ift more capable of deciding than the future mistress." uBut, bless me, Maria T exclaimed her husband, a good-natured, fussy lit tie man, fothey are not engaged yet. She don't even know whether he cares for her or not "Dont know whether he cares for her or not, Mr. Mincing! I have to smile so often at your forgetfolness; you never remember anything. Even now, I presume, were I to remind you of the tender manner he used to assume while he listened entranced to her divine music, to say nothing of the many

times he accompanied her driving in the pony carriage were I to remind you, I say, I should expect to hear you exclaim. 'Mv dear, I had forgotten all about it"9 " ' "My dear, I had, indeed," meekly replied the little man; but I hope she may get him, all the same." And Mr. Mincing hurried forth to superintend the erection of a magnificent pavilion which was to grace the center of the extensive pleasure grounds. At last everything was finished in apple-pie order, and Mr. Mincing wrote to inform Mr. Holland of this fact Mr. Holland replied by return post, thanking his agent for the attention he had bestowed pa the neglected homestead, and fixing the following Wednesday for his arrival. Mr. Mincing read the letter aloud, while Miss Julia, a young lady with an elaborate coiffure, and a sallow complexion carefully concealed between a mask of face powder and rouge, looked over his shoulder. "Of course, Oliver, we shall have him to tea Wednesday. Julia, love, wear your blue silk with lace trimmings; it is very becoming. And, Beatrix," continued Mrs. Mincing, addressing her youngest daughter, "I hope you will have sense enough to keep out of Mr. Holland's way. A girl of 16, who goes about climbing fences and romping with dogs is enough to spoil the effect of any aristocratic family circle. " "No danger, mam ma," cried Beatrix, or Trixie, as her father called her; "I have no doubt that he is a stuck-up old prig without one bit of fun about him, only fit for an old maid like Jule to talk with." Silence, girlP cried Mrs. Mincing, sternly; you must never again Bpeak of your sister in this disrespectful manner, or I shall be Compelled to punish you. I ought to do so now, but will not, as I am so overrun with work." "Thank Heaven!" muttered Tririe, seizing an old broad-brimmed straw hat that had outlived its days of beauty, and only clung together by the Skillful weaving of tapes and pins, and placing it upon her head, whistled coaxingly for her dog, a handsome black mastiff, which rejoiced in the name of Cato. Cato was soon by her side and to? gether they raced along the road till they came to the pretty modern gate, jfcbt was intended to shut out intruders fromHhf Holland homestead. The girl never deigned to open a gate that afforded the possibility of being climbed; so she was soon on the top and giving a vigorous spring; landed safely on the verdant lawn, much to the astonishment of a gentleman who observed the feat through the front windows of the mansion. Trixie and Cato scampered joyfully about the lawn till at length tired and worn out, Trixie paused to rest a while in the pavilion. "OL, CatoP she exclaimed, placing a well-rounded arm about the dog's neck and resting her pretty cheek on his shaggy head, "wasn't it glorious. And just think, dear old doggie, it is the last race we can take here. The starched up aristocrat who owns this place will come to-morrow and he will let no such romping creatures as I and you race over his grounds." A noise behind startled her, and on looking around she saw a tall, handsome young man just without the pavilion. He politely raised his hat and inquired: 44 Will you kindly inform me how distant is the nearest town?" u Just two miles," answered Trixie, looking questioningly at the intruder. I suppose you are a stranger, or you would not have in-juirecL" The gentleman smiled good-humor-edly, his quick eyes noting the graceful lines of her perfect form, her pretty oval-shaped face set round with short

curls of raven blackness, her sparkling

gipsy," he commented to himself, then answered, "Yes, I am a stranger, or, at least, I have not been in theso parts for a number of years, and I see there are many changes." Trixie nodded in assent, and he continued: "Every spot hero used to be familiar to me, but now I can scarcely recognize a single one. This is the Holland homestead I believe, is it not?" "Yes," answered Trixie, "and I counsel you to take a good look at it to-day, for to-morrow the hateful ogre that owns it will return, and unless you are Jack the Giant Killer you won't have any business around." Yon don't like Mr. Holland?" inquired he smiling. "I don't know him at all," answered Trixie, 'and I don't want to either. I just hate to hear his name. Cato and I had free access to these grounds for many happy years, and now just think we can't come here after to-day." And as Trixie said this her brown eyes became humid with tears. "Well it is too bad," admitted the young man, but perhaps if you would see Mr. Holland and ask permission,

he might be only too glad to have you roam over his place as freely as you have ever done." Trixie shook her head. "It would be no use," she replied mournfully. "1 know very well he is hateful ; if he were not Sister Jule would never like him." "And does your sister like him?' "Yes, she does. She used to sing for him and take him out riding, and I heard her tell mamma 'she must win him at any cost I tell yon what, I feel like pitying him for falling into Jnle's clutches, she is so cross and hard to please, only that I know that he is not likely to be one bit better than she is." The gentleman laughed, and said. "I believe you mentioned that Mr. Holland

RICHMOND'S BREAD IllOT.

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is coming,

"Yes, to-morrow, and he is coming to take tea with Jule. Mamma forbade my presence. She considers me a natural little savage; but," catching a curl and giving it a vigorous pull, "I don't

wear false bangs and daub on paint like Jule does. I guess that is the reason she likes Jule best. My ! won't Jule victimize that Holland chap with her music to-morrow evening. She has been practicing 'The Ship that Never Returned' for the last two months, and, mister, you would not care to wait long enoiigh to know whether her fate was unlearned or not, if you heard Jule." "Perhaps," commented he, "you don't like music?" "Yes, I do; I often sing to please myself. Papa says 'I must have learned from the birds and excelled my teachers If you like I shall sing for yon." And she sang a carol that surpassed in sweetness and harmony the purest notes warbled by any feathered songster. While yet the distant echoes gave back the melody, she sprang to her feet. "Come Cato," she said, "it must be nearly supper-time, and mamma will be angry, if I am not home in time. The gentleman accompanied her to the gate, which he opened, and for once Trixie made her exit like an ordinary mortal. Next evening Trixie, with all the characteristic curiosity of her sex managed to steal a look at the honored guest. What was her horror to see that

he and her chance acquaintance of the day before were identical ! "Well," she soliloquised, "he is a great deal worse than I suspected to let me give myself away so badly. Wouldn't it be fun though, if he toid Jule all I said 1 He is rather good-looking, too. I wonder if Jule wUl win him. Well, I won't bother my brain any way." And with a little sigh she wandered forth to ejjoy the beauties of the moonlight. From this time forth Arthur Holland was a frequent visitor at the Mincing cottage, but much to his disappointment he seldom saw Trixie. In her wanderings, too, she seemed to avoid meeting him. One afternoon, however, fortune favored him, for he chanced upon her while she was busy weaving a wreath to place around the neck of Cato. Arthur composedly seated himself a her feet and commenced selecting flowers from the heap she had gathered. These she refused with apparent disdain, telling him he had no eye for colors. Arthur replied good-humoredly, "I noticed some beautiful flowers in my garden this morning I shall bring you a boquetof them if you desire-" "Many thanks," returned she, "but I must prefer my dainty woodland blossoms. n "Miss Trixie," said he, not at all dismayed by her coldness, "What is the matter with my gait? Has it grown so large to your eyes that you fear to scale it any more?" Trixie looked indignant. "I wonder" she said at length, "that you can have the heart to allude to that day." "Perhaps," said Arthur, "it is because since that day I am what you might caf I heartless. But seriously, Trixi can't you see I am in love?" "Well," replied she with the utmost nonchalance, "you might tell her so. I think she will have you. Any way you should have asked her and not come bothering me with your troubles." "Ask whom, Trixie?" cried Arthur in astonishment. "Why, sister Julia, of course." "But, Trixie, I do not love JuUa, neither am I vain enough to think she cares for me. It is yourself Hove." "Oh!" cried Trixie, her face all blushes. "What will Ma and Julia say ?" "It matters not, darling," said he, fondly kissing her, "provided you say yes." Papa was pleased, for Trixie was his favorite child, but Mamma only gave a reluctant eonsent. She would rather he had chosen Julia. And Julia? Well, of course, she was disappointed; but such is life. Guessed He Was. "Is your father a speculator V queried the first boy, as the two backed up against the gate. "I gness ho is," was the answer. "Don't you know?" "Well, we have got out of paying rent for the last six months, and I guess

brown eves and her rich, warm-tinted , father is a sort of speculator." Detroit

.akin. "Veritable little woodland 1 Free Press.

Jefferson Duvis Describes a

Incident. On the day of the riot (April 2, 1803), Mr. Davis said, he received Moid while in his oilice at Richmond, that a serious disturbance, which the Mayor and Gov. Letcher with the State forces under his command was entirely unable to suppress, was in progress oi th streets. He quickly proceeded to the .scene of trouble in the lower portion of tho city, whither the venerable mayor had preceded him. He found a largo crowd on Main Street, although the mass of the rioters were congregated on one of the side streets leading into that thoroughfare. They were headed by a tall,daring, Amazonian-looking woman, who had a white feather standing erect from her hat, and who was evidently directing tho movements of the plunderers. The main avenue was blocked by a dray from which the horses hod been taken, and which was hauled across the street, and it was particularly noticeable that though the mob claimed they were starving and wanted bread they had not confined their operations to food supplies, but had passed by, without any effort to attack, several provision stores and bakeries, while they had completely gutted one jewelry store and had also "looted" some millinery and clothing shops in the vicinity. At the Confederate armory in Richmond were engaged a number of armorers and artisans enrolled by Gen. Gorgas, Chief of Ordnance, to work especially for the Government. These men had been organized into a military company under tho command of a Captain, whose bearing was that of a trained, sturdy soldier, accustomed to obey orders, and readv to do his duty unflinchingly, no matter what it might be. This company had been promptly ordered to the scene of riot, and arrived shortly after Mr. Davis. Mr. Davis mounted the dray mentioned and made a brief address to tho formidable crown of both sexes, urging them to abstain from their lawless ucts. He reminded them of how they had taken jewelry and finery instead of supplying themselves with the bread, for the lack of which they claimed they were suffering. He concluded by say

ing: " lou say you are hungry and have no monev. Here is all I have; it is not much but take it." He then, emptying his pockets, threw all the money they contained among the mob, after which he took out his watch and said: "We do dot desire to injure any one, but this lawlessness must stop. I will give you five minutes to disperse, otherwise you will be fired on." The order was given the company so prepare for tiring, and the grim, resolute old captain who Mr. Davis said, was an old resident in Richmond, but whose name he does not recall gave his men the command, "Load!'' The muskets were then loaded with buck and ball cartriges, with the strict observance of military usage, and every one could see that when their stern commander received orders to fire he intended to shoot to kill. The mob evidently fully realized this fact, and began to disperse, and before the five minutes had expired the trouble was over and the famous misnamed bread riot was at an end.Beauvoir letter to Richmond Dispatch. Punishing an Elephant. Some elephants resemble men in their liability to sudden outbursts of passion, and in their exhibition of remorse when, the passion having subsided, they see

the results of their violent temper. An illustration of an elephant's violence and contrition is given by Gen. George 11, in his "Rough Notes of an Old Soldier," written while he was serving in India. "While the party was in camp, a Mahout went with his elephant to cut forage. As he was binding it in bundles, the elephant began to help himself and knocked about the bundles already tied up. The Mahout punished the beast for his disobedience by a blow on the shins, which so enraged the elephant that he seized the man with his trunk, dashed him to the ground and trampled him to death. No sooner had he kil led his keeper than be repeated, roared and bolted for the jungle to hide himself. Six other elephants, guided by their Mahouts, followed him. On being driven into a corner he surrendered, and was led into camp a prisoner, and chains were placed on his legs. Then came his punishment. An elephant was placed on either side, each holding a heavy iron chain. As the dead body of the Mahout was laid on the grass before him, the elephant roared loudly, being perfectly aware of what he had done. A Mahout ordered tho two elephants to punish the murderer. Lifting the two heavy chains high in the air, with their trunks they whipped him with these iron whips until ho made the camp echo with his roars of pain. He was then picketed by himself, and an iron chain attached to his hind leg, which he dragged after him on the march. A ThiePs Clever Trick. The engagement is announced of Miss Jennie Chamberlain, the celebrated American beauty, to Capt. Naylor-Ley-land of tho Guards, says the New York Journal. Capt. Naylor-Leyland is enormously wealthy. He has a magnificent estate in Denbighshire, Wales, where the future Mrs. Naylor-Leyland will find a rival beauty. Mrs. Cornwallin West, one of her nearest neighbors. The NaylorLeylands are not an old family. Both the father and mother of the captain inherited large fortunes from their fathers. It was some fifteen or sixteen years ago that theJSftylpr-Leylauds first apapeared hf Lpndon society. They had a maguificerft house in Albert Gate, overlooking Rotten Row. They did not for family reasons gain immediate entrance into society. Easter had come and gone but the London season was not yet in full awing. The new aspirants determined to give a ball before the rush came, and aas.ouncod that magnificent present!, such as diamonds, brac kets, earings set with rubies, and necklaces of pearls would be distributed at tho cotillon. Of course the value af the ,praeuta did

not decrease by tolli lg abo.it them, and when the day of tho ball arrived London belles believed they would receive such cotillon favemt as the mines of Golconda could not have supplied. The ball-room was crowded with London's most fashionable belles and beaux. It jn'oed a great success, and although the cotillon favors were not as splendid as the had been bescribed to be they were very handsome. It was the fashion in those davs to have dance programs, and at the Nay-lor-Leylands balls to every program a very handsome pencil-caso was a ttached. When the guests were leaving they were surprised at being asked by a gentlemanly looking man in dress clothes, who stood at tho foot of the staircase, to return die pencil-cases, as they were only lent by Mr. Naylor-Leyland. Most of the pencil-cases were returned by tho indignant guests, who vowed never to cute:: tho house again. The story reached Mr. Naylor-Ley-land's ears and then it was discovered that the gentlemanly man in dress clothes was a well-known London crook."

Chinese Children. Bather bright is the average Chinese boy, an active little fellow, his almondshaped eyes shining like a pair of jet beads, with no clothes to speak of in summer, and in winter dressed like a small edition of his father. As a baby he is called "wa-wa," a very suggestive name, and his first Chineso words are "pa" and "ma," just as though he spoke English. The first great Qvent of his life and his first trial is when the barber is called in to shave his head. lie generally proves on that occasion to be a true "wa-wa," with vigorous lungs. After this first shaving his head for several vears seems to send forth what

may bo called queue sprouts" in every direction and from every pert of his skull where the hair ought to grow. Sometimes as many as five or tux, each braided and tied with a red cord, are found upon one boy. The great day of his youthful life, tho day of "trousers with pockets in 'em," is when all these smaller queues are tthaved off and the single queue the queue of manhood is started. Chinese boys have a great many amusements open to them. They play marbles as we do, only the marbles are rolled with the foot instead of the fingers. They play a game like battledore and shuttlecock, only the sole of the foot takes the place of the battledore. It is wonderful what skill they acquire in the game and the length of time they will keep the little tuft of feathers in the air, never allowing it once to touch the ground. Kite-flying is universal in China, though that is rather a mans amusement there. But the range of toys for children is almost endless in its variety, and while they are ruder and far cheaper than the elaborate clockwork contrivances with us, they serve their purpose equally well. But boy life in China is not all made up of play. His preparation for manhood is made much the same as with us, and when he reaches a suitable age he is either sent to school or put to work. Schools are found in all the cities and villages, not supported by a tax, but by subscription or tuition fees, and all Chinese parents who can possibly afford it send their sons to school. The sons of the poorest peasants poor with a poverty of which we know nothing may aspire to the highest offices in the state, except only the Imperial throne. This is not a mere theory. All the offices in the gift of the Emperor are filled with the sons cf common people. The pathway to these successes is education. Hence every nerve is strained, every sacrifice is made to keep the boy at school. Consult Tour Wife, A writer on the business interests of the family cites a conversation between two business men concerning some business proposition, when one of them remarked : "I must consult my wife before I decide." "Why!" exclaimed the other "is she boss?" "No, and neither am I," was the calm reply. "We are" a wellmatched team, and we don't drive tandem. My wife is as much interested in the welfare of our family as I am, and she has a right to have a voice in the investment of our little means." If all men, and especially men of moderate incomes ani possessions would adopt this plan we would have fewer poor people and a less number of business failures. As a rule, the frugal wife does as much by saving as the husband does by earning; the interests of the family are, or should be, mutual, and it is but simple justice that the wife be consulted in any business enterprise involving their income or their savings. And, further, in nine cases out of ten, the wife has more business sagacity than the husband thinks deeper and sees farther ahead. Cedar Rapids Times. The Washington's Girl's Wink. If a Washington girl looks at you at all on the street she is almost sure to shut one eye rather, not exactly shut it, but squint it up. This is the reason for the Washington wink, or squint, as some call it. The two avenues that form popular promenade? are at such an angle toward the northwest and west of northwest that the sun's rays in tho afternoon, when all the promenading is done, strike one side of the track. Under the rule that requires pedestrians to keep to the right of the pavement, you must look toward the sun to see those coming toward you. The sun is responsible for the squint. The whole line of people going west appear to be winking at those going in the opposite direction. So much ha this affected the habitual promenaders on the avenue that many of them have a slight squint m the left eve at ali times. The avenue girl is known by her squint. Washington Fust Happy at Last "I have been trying for years to be as thoroughly aristocratic as you are, my dear?" "Yes. Amelia." " Well, I'm tbout to reach the acme at last." ttAhP "Yes. Tho doctor rays I have symptoms of the gout." Time.

Napoleon at Elba The scene of Napoleon's landing td Porto Ferraio was a curious one. He had taken tbs municipality by surprise, 30 that the proposed decorations and triumphal arch were incomplete. Eighty pounds sterling had been voted for theso preparations, and the council had also decreed that 40 should be expended in the purchase of suitable furniture for the palace which was sel

! apart for him But, if their means, were

small, the Elbau&' hearts were warm. Napoleon was me t on the mole by the Mayor and corporation, the vicari.o, and other clergy. The people crowded around tho harbor and waved bunting from their windows. The keys of the city were offered him in a silver dish by the Mayo;?. He did not touch them with his fingers. His troops then escorted him through the little piazza of white houses with green jalousies, now known as Piazza Cayour, into the adjacent piazza, (Vittorio Emunuele) by one side of which is the plain little cathedral of tho city. Here a To Deum was sung with enthusiasm. Napoleon stood throughout the function, with b-3nt knees and a faraway look. He was afterward presented with a map of the island. Then be luiuhd, mounted his white horse Tibertin, and roc.e out of the lattlemented little town to see something of this residue of his great empire. The vicarious vision of the opulence that was to come upon Elba with the Emperor was illusive. The revenue of the island, all told, was only :$87,000 francs. Of this, us boon as the figures were before him, Napoleon devoted 200,000 francs to public Morks, such asroads ami fortifications. The balance was little enough for the maintenance of a court and the several hundred soldiers of the old guard who had followed him into exile. By the treaty of Fountainebleau an annual allowance of 2,01)0,000 francs was allowed to him. But he received not a franc of this, and had he not carried with him a sum of 3,400,000 francs he would have been at the mercy of the Elhans for the means of existence. As it was he did not eke out his funds very judiciously. Had his mother kept the bag the Elba establishment might bwe held out for two or three years instead of less than one year and Waterloo been postponed. During the first few months he seldom passed a child or a peasant in the road without a brief inquisitorial chat, which ended in the gift of a couple of gold pieces. He gave ragged boys money to buy clothing, and little girls napoleons in exchange for flowers. Such iavishness could not last. Ket::enchraent had to be the order of the day. Thus, at length, "he worthy, astonished Elbans found such burdens of taxes laid upon them as they had never dreamed of. At Capoliveri, indeed, ther was a revolt. The perple intrenched themselves in their village and took up stones of resistance against the tax collector. 44 So Capoliveri wants to make war with me!" exclaimed Napoleon, with a brisk air, when he heard of this. But, upon reflection, Capoliveri yielded to the bidding of the victor of Marengo. Cornhill Magazine.

She Lost Iter Garter. "Lost Elastic ga: ter (black-and-white) with silver buckle, near Clark and Washington streuta. Please return to State street and get reward." Such was tho advertisement that a Mail reporter happened to ligh- upon the other morning. Curious to see how the owner would receive the finder should the discoverer prove to be a man, the wicked reporter called at the. address given and asked for the young lady who had recently been separated from a portion of her wearing apparel. In answer to his querry a pretty young blonde came sailing toward him, with a bright smile on her lips and bit of color in her cheekr. Just behind her stood a group of girls, their oyes sparkling with a keen appreciation of the humorous side of the situation. "Angels and ministers of grace defend us!" ejaculated the now thoroughly frightened reporter on catching sight of this formidable array. When the fair and blushing blonde had approached she was asked: "Are you the young lady who lost her

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Yes" was the reply," and here is

the mate to it," producing a large garter similar to the one described in the paper. "Well, I represent a friend," said the reporter, "who found an article very much resembling this one. My friend, however, is too diffident; to present himself in person, and asked me to call and see if the two were the same. Fj" This one," he continued, "seems to be an unusually large one. and I think is much wider than the one my friend found." "Oh, this one has been stretched more, that is all," eagerly responded the blonde. "You see this one goes on mv right " "I didn't catch that last," said the reporter, innocently bending forward and preserving a grave face. "What did you say?" "I didn't say anything, " said the blonde, blushing furiously, "except that this one is more elastic than the other, which makes the difference in their sizes." "How did you come to lose it?" said the reporter, gently toying with the silver buckle. "It just slipped off, I reckon." "Slipped off. did you say?" "No, I didn't mean that I mean the buckle became unfastened and it dropped off." "Is is customary," pursued the reporter, after a respectful interval of silence had followed, "for ladies to decorate their persons with such costly articles as these." "Oh, I didn't buy them," replied the blonde. "You see, they were given to me by a voting-- Look here, I'm busy. I can't talk to you any longer, and if you will tell your friend to bring that around here I will give him a reward. Chicago Mail. Acting: like a Connecticut Mam "Now, Salr I love you, and you can'fc help it, and ef yon don't let me stay and court you my daddy will sue yourn for that cow he sold him 'te ther day. By jingo, he said he'd do it 1 "Well, look here, Jake, if you want to court me, you'd better do it as a white man does that thing, not set off there a if you thort I was pizen." "How on earth is that. Sal? "WThy, sidel right up here and hug and kiss me as if you really had some of the bone and sinner of a man about you. Do you 'spose a woman's only made to look at. you fool you. No,

Sfcretary and Mrs, Noble.. Mrs. Noble is really in a posiiion to be the social leader here if she felt qualified for the place, writes a Washington correspondent. The Noblles are wealthy enough to indulge their tastes, but unfortunately both Mr. and Mrs. Noble are deprived of the main qualities of societv leaders. Gen. Noble has no faculty for remembering names. You might be .introduced to him ten thru?, a ilav. and at the tenth t:'me he

would never show an indication of hav- ; they're made for practical results, to hug

ing met vou befcre. He cannot rsniemfj and kiss, and sich like, ber names. He feels that this is a dis- I "Well," said Jake, drawing along advantage to him, and all that, but he ; breath, "if I must I must, for I do love cannot overcome it. Senators call upon you, Sal, " and so Jake commenced sidling him everv day. lay matters befnehim, up to her like a maple ppker going to talk over questions of state wish him battle. Laying his arm gently on Sal's and depart. Next day when they come shoulders, we thought we heard Sal he has forgotten all about their names say: and : aces, and is forced to ask them who I 44 Now you begin to please me, old they are. This, of course, is a great hoss; that's acting like a Connecticut disadvantage. Mrs. Noble labors; under . man orfcer." a similar disadvantage. She can re- "Oh, Jerusalem and pancakesr exmember names very well, but her eye- ' claimed Jake, "if this ain't better Mian, sight is very pocr; in fact, she cannot apple sass ever marm made, a darn sight see so as to recognize more than two Crackee ! buckwheat cakes, slapjacks feet awav, and then onlv by intense and lasses ain't nowhere longside of looking." It can be seen that this, weak- you, Sal. Oh, how I love you!" ness deprives her of any opportunity i Here their hps came together, and

that may present itself for becoming a tne report mat iouuweu was pun-

I society leader. That she hai social I graces there is no denying, but the fact

that she canno; recognize ner guests when they enter her parlor an 3 has to

ing a horse's foot out of the mire.

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He Lacked Nerve.

"Eiow did I get this black eye

i be introduced to them every tine theyV peated the drummer, as he bucked the I enter because of a weakness in sight, straps to his saehel. Well, 1 tried to

which is. not her fault, will be apt to re- be smart.

suit to her trouble. Wat hmgton letter.

lelstoy Twenty Tears Ago.

"How?"

"I was at Lymour, IncL, and in a hurrv to get my railroad ticket. So

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As Wi spent the evenings and part ol was anoiuer cu.p. xue ucmi t?uw the mornings in the Count's studv- was slow, lazy and impudent. The which was full of books, the talk ver other man pulled his guo, shoved it naturally ran on literature. At inter into the window and got his ticket tea vals I helped him to rearrange his seconds later. It was a hint for me.n librarv, a good portion of which con j "And you accepted it ?" 3istedo3f old French books which ha4 "I did. I shoved my revolver into descended to him from his fa:her or the window and gave the ticket man a grandfather; but which contained al$ quarter of a minute to get me a pastethe best imaginative literature of Eii-S board. gland, France, Germany, and Italy, And he jumped." not to speak of Russian books, and an 1 He did jumped out of his oflice and. enviable collection f works about Na- brke me in two over a baggage truck, poleon and his limes, which were in use Hes got my revolver yet" for "War and Peace." Of them latter, "But how did it happen Jo work m some rareubookfi I was afterward able one case and fail in another. to obtain; others I still envy hi ai. Un- Oh, I couldn't keep my voice from fortunately, I have mislaid most of mv trembling, and then I didn't have long notes with regard to our literary con- hair an$ a buffalo overcoat. He got naiKiafinn Hflin thinM. Ijowavm. rittht onto me for a fake." Detroit

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made a strong impression upon me.

Tolstov had a very high opinion ol

the English novel, not only as a work of art, but especially for its naturalism a word not then in vogue. Eugene Sch-wyler in ticribner's. Delicate Thonghtfnlnes!. "Well, Ned, I proposed to Miss Jenkins last night, and she has accepted

me.

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completely by her beautiful ' act aud delicate forethought." "In what res-iect?" "Why, when I called, she walked up to the mantel-piece and stopped the clonk.' lNerchant Traveler.

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