Q Tracks of Wild Animals.
' By Ernest Harold Baynes.
SNOWFALL Is a blank page from the notebook" of Nature, and
upon It her children write the stories of their lives, each in his
own way. When we begin to read and translate them the win
ter woods ho " longer present a cheerless appearance; they no
longer seem a dreary waste of snow-covered ground and bare,
gray trees, j We find that they - are peopled by a busy com
munity, whose lives are as full of problems as our own.
Here, you see, the first note we come across has been writ
ten by a mink a uniform trail, which might be imitated by
nrmff hnnrrt throncrh the snow. The leers of the mink are very
short, so that bis body sinks in.the snow, often covering up the prints of hs
webbed feet, and the trail is simply a gutter in the: snow, with deeper spots
tt intervals marking the points at which the feet have sunk. The trail of an
otter through deep snow Is similar, but very much larger, as a full-grown otter
is sometimes nearly four, feet in length. In moving through the snow an
otter leaps forward, and j slides for a considerable distance, plowing up the
enow with his chest, then leaping again, and sliding, as before. The distinct
ness of the footprints depends upon the depth of the snow; when there is
only a thin covering they are as plain as the tracks of a hare.
Here is quite a different trail, also leading to the water. It was mr.de
by a muskrat, and in one important particular differs from nearly all other
trails there is a sharp and almost continuous line connecting the tracks.
Qiat line was cut into, the snow by the sharp-edged and almost hairless tail,
3rhlch drags on the ground as the animal moves. TV omans Home companion.
American
Women
a success in
By Kenry Laboticliere. , -
HE American woman has unquestionably been
Europe. She is generally pretty. She is clever. She takes pains
to please those whom she considers worth pleasing. She has
that instinct! for the class above which only they j have who be
long to the Class below, and. to- use Taine's expression, she al
wajs "stands with shouldered arms and feels herself on parade."
Her affectations and the sins which she commits against the commandments
of European good manners are overlooked because of her American origin.
md the favor accorded to her by royal personages and the exalted position she
ometiir.es acquires by marriage.
With those advantages is it to be wondered at that American women
lotre succeeded socially in Europe? But are; they also a success as wives?
It is true that comparatively few American women have trailed their charac
ters through the divorce court in England. Social success is what they aim at,
nd the exposure entailed by divorce-court proceedings might endanger this
Wccess. They are tolerant and expect their husbands to be tolerant. Society
3s the end-all of the life of such an American woman and since she has ob
tained a foothold in England, society has degenerated from a polite pleasure
into a profession. j
Has the American woman come to stay? If the women of this country
can maintain their higherj and more womanly ideals and profit by the educa
tion and experience of modern surroundings, they may await a reaction witli
confidence, assured that their beauty, their home-making qualities and their
jfiisincllnation to thrust themselves under the limelight will be appreciated
when men of the Old World cease to go the new to procure money and when
ghe American woman andjher ways are no longer popular novelties in Europe.
London Truth. ,
I!
OddKMAN'S HOUSEMAID.
E y rr. i d C iris tie Murray.
II
gORMAN was painting
; away for dear life' in! bis
i studio j an empty brier be-
tween nis teetu and a
.draped lay figure on; the
.throne before him. O'Keefe,
with an empty brier between his teeth.
was standing at his shoulder, lookin
on.
"You'll be done with it before light
IFl
rPr-
goes," said
O'Keefe.
m
i
Steady Atmosphere,
It is a Prime Requisite For trie Study of
Planets' Surface Conditions.
From William H. Pickering's " A Lookout Into
Space, in the Century.
STRONOMICAL science Is divided naturally Into two parts, that
pertaining to the stellar universe and that pertaining to cur
ftl immediate family of planets. The latter are the only bodies in
"I'll be dpne with it in an hour," re--plied
O'Goitaan, "and an hour later I'll
be in possession of ten sterling guineas,
English mdney."
"I wisn I'd the tenth of it," said
O'Keefe.
"I wish ye had," replied O'Gorman.
VWell," 6'Keefe began, in the tone
a man used on the edge of a request,
"I'll tell yejwhal; brings me here. 'W'c
were chunib in a way in the old Dub
lin days."
"I may tefd ye,;0'Keefe," said O'Gor
man, busily mixing a tint upon his
palette and; not pausing to look at his
companion,! "thatM don't like the news
I'm hearing of you. There's none of
the money oing in your direction."
"I'm not asking it," returned O'Keefe.
"It's ycarsj since I had ye in my
thoughts tipl this afternoon, but I'm
just after jmeetfng O'Reilly, and he
tells me ycju're ivantiug a housemaid.
According jto O'Reilly, ye'd like her
ugly and yje'd like her Irish. There's
a poor widqw woman that lived, so she
tells me, onfyour fathers land in Derry
before you -were born. She came to me
in distress j the day before yesterday,
and all shb wants is work for her
hands. 'Tip little enough I can do. to
help anybody, circumstanced as I am,
but when t heard from O'Reilly that
you were vf anting a maid, I began to
wonder whether i widow wouldn't
I serve you: iurn, and I thought I'd drop
j in and put t to ye, anyway."
"It's my grandfather she's thinking
Of," said O'Gcrraan. "My father's
properly inj Derry would have gone
Into her cfJG without hurting her.
What's her name1?"
"'TIs Malcjno," said O'Keefe. "They'd
a little holding under your own people
on the Cliuliilty road."
'I'm not recalling the name," O'Gor
man replied, reflectively. "But I'm
wanting some kind of a woman about
the house.
scrub she's
candidate.
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01
the heavens of which we are aware that at all resemble our
earth, and they are all, comparatively speaking, our near neigh
bors, and have, therefore, a much more personal and popular
interest than the stellar universe at large. The study of their
relative motions was virtually completed during the last cen
tury, so that at the present time the astronomy of the planets is confined
chiefly to a study of their! dimensions and surface conditions,
i For this study there is one paramount requisite, and that is a steady at
anosphere. With a good atmosphere, important results may be obtained even
rUh a small telescope of j only five or six inches diameter; but without such
'iaan. atmosphere the very largest telescope will be of no avail. This is not the
ase in other departments of astronomy; for many kinds of observations, on
the stellar universe the quality of the atmosphere is of little account, provided
only that it is cloudless and transparent; but for planetary and lunar astron
omy a steady atmosphere; is the fundamental requisite. To understand wnat
ia meant by a steady atmosphere, we have only to look at some object across
hot stove, or along the line of a railroad track upon a summer day. There
Ja a shimmer in the air, a wavering motion, with which we are all more or less
tfamiliar. This wavering; is always present in our atmosphere, although we
pzsaally cannot see it; but when we magnify the image of a planet in a tele
scope one thousand times, we magnify the atmospheric tremors in the same
proportion, and they are then not only conspicuous, but tiiey interfere very
exiously with our observations.
In some parts of the world the atmosphere is much more steady than in
others, and it is evidently! a matter of the highest importance for the astron-
and if she can cook and
welcome to a place as a
What's her age?"
"She's abtout forty, I should say,"
said O'Keele, "may be a. day or two
older."
"And she'; ugly?"
"As sin!" said O'Keefe with em
phasis. "I've known some kinds ofc-fcin
that were prettier to look at by a mile."
"That's a point in her favor," said
O'Gorman, 'for I'll not have my char
acter besmirched in my own house."
"I'll be telling her to call this even
ing?" asked O'Keefe.
. "At 8 o'clock," returned O'Gorman,
and went on with his painting so reso
lutely that lis companion, after linger
ing for a minute or two, offered an em
barrassed gbodby, and faded from the
room. O'Gorman listened till the front
door closed) behind him, and peered
through thJ studio window into the
street, alongj which, with a disconsolate
eye on the 4mpty -brier, he was slowly
walking awjay. Then the artist laid
down his
went to a li
he drew a
Dublin tipp
of water. "V
jalette and brushes and
ttle cupboard, from which
tobacco jar, a bottle of
e, a glass and a decanter
'hen he had helped himself
to a . drink and had filled and lit his
corner interested m planetary researcn to nnu wnere tnese p;aecs are situated. pipe ns down in smiling conient-
To illustrate the importance of this matter, I may say that a year ago, situated ment. and 4'PPed and smoked at case"
in one of these favored spots, I saw night after night, with a five-inch and "I'd never l&ive got rid of the bla-viud
even with a four-inch lens planetary markings and details that I have never at all if Ii IcVdiim smell thee""- he
'Been even with the largest telescope in Cambridge. said to ilimlsoif. "O'Keefe? It's like
esire is
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W
ittiont Resolve
By Margaret Stowe.
SI mm
lis cheek t be coming into a decent
muse at ai with the record that's
i ANY times in this column you have been told that you are what
you will to be.
It is such an important truth that I do hot think it can be
repeated too often.
Parents could do-so much for their children by training them
along those lines and carefully griding them to the point where
they have the understanding to choose for themselves the sturdy
qualities of mind.
Teach them that it is will force of purpose that enahles a
man to do and to be "whatever ho sets his mind on doing or being.
It is not a new saying; that "Whatever you wish, that you are; for such is
the force of our will, joined to the divine, that whatever we wish to be, seri
ously, and with a true intention, that we become."
No one ardently wishes to be submissive, patient, modest,. or liberal, who
loes not become what he j wishes.
-You have possibly heard the story of a working carpenter, who was ob
served one day planing a magistrate's bench which he was repairing with more
-than usual carefulness; abd when asked the reason, he replied, "Because I
pnrisn to make it easy against the time when I come to sit upon it myself."
' This same carpenter actually lived to sit tipon the bench as a magistrate.
The strong desire for that j position that the man had could accomplish nothing
Tvithout resolve, or force of purpose.
IHaeh one of us feels that he is free to choose between good and evil that
ie is not liere to bo blown in any or every direction by the wind, but that he
- lias within him the power to direct his own movements, and is capable of
t pushing along on the path of his choice no matter how strongly' the wind may
lilow or how often it may! change. . t
This will, ov .'-force,- of f irpose is the only thing that is' wholly yours, and it
Tests with you individually whether you give it the right or the wrong
direction. . j
Yoar habits or your temptations are not your masters, but you of them.
The advice that Laaiennais enco gave to a gay youth is something that
ac!i one of us might read and take home to ourselves with some benefit.
He said:' You are now at the age at which a decision must be formed by
a little later you may have to groan within the tomb you yourself
, . Jia re dug, without the power of roliing away the stone.
- at. which the easiest becomes ja habit In us is the will. Learn then to
rtuu uevisiveiy; tnus your noating life and leave it no longer
,Tto be carried hither and thither. a withered leaf, by every wind that
14W."-Xew York Journal. 1
hi
hou
behind himi: I'm not the man to be
hard on anj old friend that's a little
down at the hcel.' but I draw the line
at the Old Bailey."
He sat sEJokiii'r and lookin" nf hie
work from time to time with the satis
faction of k workman who has come
near to hisj own purpose, and he war,
thus tranqifillv ensacred when twilitrht
fell. Then
ate a chop
which had
he went downstairs and
and a floury potato or two
been sent round from a
clock on tli
pointed to
sounded at
man hirnse'
neighboring- tavern, and just as the
e dining-room mantelpiece
the hour of S a knock
the front door, and O'Gor-
f answering the summons
found a respectable-looking person in
V.1 1 1 ....
macK ures, mack beaded mantle,
black bonnht and black gloves, who
courresieu mm reverently and in
a vry mellifiuous brogue announced
herself as Mrs. Malone.
uome mf sauL O'Gorman, holding
the doer aside, and the respectable per
son, after executing another courtesy
obeyed. Sbie waited while the master
of the littlo house closed the door and
then followed hinl into tiie dining-
room, wnere she lifted her veil, folded
her black gloved hands, and'stood as
if - expectant of cross-examination.
O Gorman regarded her for a moment
"I'll not be bharged with dalliance with
mis young jperson," he said, inwardly
ana maecci tne candidate was nlain
enough to look at " with her bold" ami
harsh features and a very decided cast
m tne eye. "I sunnose" he snii aioiiri
"ye'll be ajile to . give me a character
irom your last place?"
Mrs. Malpne explained that sho iri
not been in domestic service for some
years. Hej- late husband had been a
steward aboard ship, and she as stew
ardess had served on the same vessel
sne could do plain cooking and al
necessary housework. She had -rkl,
lent testimonials,, and in 'immediate
confirmation of this statement she p.roj
duccd a number of orderly papers front
a reticule she carried. O'Gorman stood
looking at them stroking his nose with'
his thumb and finger, after a way-hq
had, and he was just thinking that it
was no great recommendation to .tlip
lady that she " was introduced bj?
O'Keefe, when Mrs. Malcne made an1
exclamation:
; "O, but it's dhroil. sir," she said
"but just as Te stood there I thoughtj
I could see tha culd squire. Is it Misj
ther Richard I've the honor of speaks
ing to
"0!" said O'Gorman. "Ye're a Clon4
kilty woman."
"I am, your honor." said Mrs. M
lone, "or next door. I was born at the
corner of the barony wail, sir, mT:hc
litile whit3 house half way" between
the lodge gates and toll bar."
"'Twas the Moriartys livod there,"
said O'Gorman. "Generations o3
them."
"Av coolie it was, sir," said Mrs.
3Xalone, "and meseif was a Monarty
till I married."
'Oh, ah:" said O'Gorman. "Mar
ried." ' :
!"Yo'Il not likely to remember youn
grandfather, sir. Ile'd be dead beforcj
yonr time, sir. A line hearty gentle
man he was, with his hand in hi?
pocket for all an' sundry." ,
"I'd have' something more than m?
h.inds in me own pockets," said O'Gor
man. "if the extravagant old villain!
hadn't made the place a wilderness."
"Don't bo miscalling him, Misther
Richard." said Mir.. Malone.. "Thcrej
wasn't a dry ere for mile.? when he!
died."
O'Gorman lit his pine and stood re
fleeting.
"When can you begin Iiei-cV he
asked. ,
"Anuy minyut. sir," she answered..-'
"Very well," said he.. "I go to bed
at 11. If you can be here with your
boxes by that time you can take up
your quarters to-ni?ht. If you're not
you can come in to-morrow."
Mrs. Malone was pertain that she
could be 'back in little over an hour.
and she kept, her promise. O'Gorman;
showed her the kitchen and her own
quartern, warded hor that the studio!
was snored territory, and went back to!
his pipp and h' j tipple. Ho thoughtj
that O'Kcffe had not done him hal a!
bad turn in pending Mrs. Ma: me in bis!
vray. It was vdensant in a fashion to!
eel that there was "a link with old!
Clonkilty in his neighborhood. Mrs.!
Malone's aspect did not inspire senti-j
ment, but she brought the 'half forgot-l
ten home of his fathers to mind, and!
ho drank an extra glass to the names1
of his ancestors. 1
He was an early riser, and next!
morning he had to bellow for rather;
an unconscionable time beforp Mr
Malone descended to provide his cus-j
tomary cup of tea. j
It shan't occur again, sir," said' Mrs. I
Malone. "Once I know vour hours
and your habits, I'll be on hand."
And, in truth, while she was under
O'Gorman's roof she made an admir-'i
able servant. Ho susnpeted hpr with
the tobacco jar; but if she pilfered, she
icept her depredations within bounds,
and she came from Clonkiltv.
Outside his studio, O'Gorman was a
azy man and hard to move, and some
times for a month together he would 1
not so much as put his boots on forj
a stroll. But one night in late autumn, i
when the first hint of frost was in the!
air. the fancy took him to look up :
some one of his few friends. i
"Don't sit up for me. Mrs. Malone,"
said, on leaving, "and don't lock the
door."
ome response came from the kitchen
region, and he went upon his way.
He had scarce traversed a hundred
yards when he encountered O'Keefe,
wno came in a rush round a street cor
ner and ran straight into his arms.
The shock was a little bewildering for
an instant, but before either could ob
jurgate the others clumsiness, there
was a recognition on both sides. The
two exchanged a word and parted,
but O'Corman-had time to note two
things. One was that his undesirable
acquaintance was handsomely and ex
pensively attired, and another that his
look was terror stricken.
"Gives one the idea of a swell mobs
man with the police behind him," said
the artist, and.dismissed him from his
thoughts.
The friend with whom O'fJorman had
meant to pass the evening was away
from home, and lie retraced his steps
at leisure. Inserting his latchkey in
the keyhole he was surprised to find
that the door did not yield. He tried
.i&am, wim tne same result. He
knocked, and there was no answer.
He knocked more loudly and more
loudly yet. and by and by was aware
of Mrs. Malone's voice from within. :
"Who is it that's raisin' Cain outside
there?" j
"It'sI," cried O'Gorman: and Mis.
Malone opsned the door, looking some
what flushed and tremulous.
";Tis lonesome here for a solitary
faymole," said Mrs. Malone. "I'd me'd
up me moind I'd sit up for ye, sir. an' I
must have dhropped into a dose beside
the 1'oire." ; ;
O'Gorman was an fasily irritated
man, and he entered His room with a
growl. A minutp lntor Ti ioni;n.i
l ' -1 'i rm xrinnA were tha
Hon tnat ne auu - -
Snmates of the house He steneo
but he "eard nothlngtd -J
own queer sensation. Yes. -e J
fancyt Yes, again. No fancy tms
timer Surely that was a stealthy foot
c'ten in the little hall. Surely the door
was opening. He was out In a flash
just in time to see the figure of O'Kee.e
"s he darted into the street.
" Mr,; Malone was a little more per
turbed than she had been ten rnmutes
earlier. - .
'"What was that fellow doing here?
O'Gorman demanded in "a wrathful
wonder. " JTwas that blagyard
O'Keefe." . , ,
4U Kn wnnbln't it be?" CBked
An ! Afalone. "Wasn't it in his moth- j
or s Chouse I tut me first service in
Dublin? Man'y's the time I carried
him n me arrnms."
"What was he here for?" O'Gorman
asked. -
"that's his saycrct," said Mrs. Ma-
lonei coolly.
"Fill ilot have him here," said O'Gor
man, "and, above all, Til not endure
that' he shall sneak into the place in
;ny 'absence and go out again like a
thief."
"He's net likely to trouble you more.'
eaidMrs. Malone. "He'll be out of the
country to-morrow."
'He'il the look of a fugitive upon 'm."
said ! the outraged O'Gorman. "I'm
not saying that I don't appreciate your
position in the matter. I'm not blam
ing ;you for reincmbering the time
when, that bad egg could be warranted
new laid, and you were his infancy's
companion. But I ob.iect to his clan
destine presence beneath my roof."
"'Twill not happen again," said Mrs.
Malone, and at that they parted for the
night. O'Gorman, when he came to
thinlj about it. being rather disposed
to sentimentalize over abiding affection
which could find a resting place even
in the heart of so uncouth a representative-jf
the softer se: as Mrs. Malone.
He; was rather full of work just then,
and he was up early. His servitor
brought him his morning cup of tea,
and .inncunced that the household was
out ojf sugar.
"I'ii not be ten minyuts in gettin' it,"
said Mrs. Malone.
He! was setting his palette for the
morning's work, an dc only half con
scioufly . heard the hall door sl?im be
hind h-2v. Then he raked his color box
in search of a special tube.
"Xfjw, .what the juice did I do with,
that yeridian?" he asked perplexedly.
" 'Tisj the very thing that I'm in need
oT. I! know." He darted upstairs and
entered .Mrs. Maiore's bedroom.
"Thero .should be a little handful of
tiling here." He gave a little tug at
the liandle of th2 light hand upper
drawer of a shabby, little combination
of totlct table and chest of drawers,
and stood like one petrified; for there,
under; his nose, was a set of shaving
tackle razor, strop, bowl and brush,
all complete and it was plainly to be
seen 'that thsy had been 'used that
morning, for the brush was still in a
moist! lather. And while he was still
staring and wondering what on earth
t he portent signified there came a triple
knock at the front door and an almost
simultaneous ringing of the bsll,, and
when she ran down to answer the sum
mons,! oe0- rs- Mamne in the cus
tody of two gentlemen in plain clothes
with -ja policeman in uniform behind
her. And. to add to the strangeness ct
it all.! a growler cab at the curb, with
one uniformed man beside the driver
and another inside keening ward over
O'Keefe.
"We'll come inside, with your leave,"
said the nearest man in uniform to
O'Gorman. He set a steady hand on
Mrs. Malone's broad back and impelled
her into the hall. "You'd bstter bring
him this way a minute. .Tim," the
speaker added, turning to the police
man in the cab. ;
Thejamazea O'Gorman recoiled back
ward step by step, and the whole Fix
eroTrded into the hall, O'Keefe and
Mrs. Malone now seen to be in hand
eufi4 "I'll take of? 'your bonnet, for you,
ma'am," said, cue cf the plain clothes
men. '
He j suited the action , to the- word,
and Mrs. Malone's respectable head of
hair went with the bonnet.
An lunmistakably masculine counte
nance) was revealed, with the appear
ance j of an unmistakably maseuliu?
crop of very red hair, cut as close ::s
that of a convict.
"In the name of Heaven, what is it?"
gasped O'Gorman.
"It's a little case of making and ut
tering false coin, sir," said tiie official
spokesman of the party. "This is
O'Keefe. alias Mitchell, this is. This
one i.4 Moriarty. alias the Lord alone
knowi, what. Had one of 'em under
observation for a month the other
ever since I've been in the force, to say
the least cf it. If you'll be good enough
to show me the lady's: room, sir, I'll
take a look at her belongings."
O'Gorman, still feeling as if he were
in a trance, obeyed, and in the first
piacc indicated the shaving kit.
"I had just found that," he said,
"what your party knocked and rang.
"O, had your' asked the officer.
"You needn't say anything to criminate
yourself, you know; but of course you
know what uiy duty is."
j? me
L
ife,
of
NO USE.
"Post No Bills." I stole tw .
And naiied it on mv f' -, S;?.
v. i wij;-
use. i') ecry ica:I tn-,
T eft. rnrtvp than . Mk CC;-,.
THE PARENTAL BLE-tv
Algy "So jou asked o!a
his daughter's hand? 'a' f
say
Ferdy "He said. Take li
me be happy!' "ruck.
a:.
SHE HAD MxE
'Mrs. Malon? was riht" iiA.ct.i.
beauty tempts thieves more than
gold." ' I
He tried to settle himrelf to his cus
tomary smoke and his temperate tum
bler, but he was oddly restless. A feel
ing he had not experienced since child-
heavily cn the bed. "Forging and ut
tdringj" Iq was released upon his own recog
nizees that very morning, entirely
exonerated at the remanded hearing
of the! case, and dismissed with apologies.-
j .
jBut unto this day, if O'Gorman shows
riny signs of torpor, he can be roused
ljy anybody who chooses to whistle a
bar or two of the air which goes to
Lever's song of the Widow Malone.
On the whole, his friends have de
cided that it is better not to "rouse him.
Black and White. .
Electric lights now disturb the ghosts
of the Pharaohs in the royal tonibs in
Tnnmrri rii i m i i .
mi f I U hr. i:
1 Mpv-irt'r'H
m
Agent 'Madam. I called to ;
your life."
Mrs. Katt "Which ono;"-x,;Tr
Times.
THE SUPPLEMEXTAnY S-:
During a lesson in physiulcsr y
lie's teacher asked him if i-e knk
name of -the last teeth piopi, q
which he replied:
'Yes'iri; false teeth.' LHje eli
de. ' '
VAIN COUKTrsY.
De Style "What did that
do after they got him strapped;:
electric chair?"
Guubusta "He waited ta m
and offer a lady his seat.'-N y
OUT OF WHOLE-CLOTi!
.Taggles "Animals in'captivrt?'
to do more wonderful things
in their native wilds'
Waggles "Perhaps that's 1:
they have press age:its.'-Xn
Times.
PROSPECTING.
Von Blumer "Do you mean :;,
you have been shopping all kj
didn't buy a thing?"
Mrs. Von Blumer "I liarez'.; I
shopping I've only --nv
noitrlng." Brooklyn Life.
PUT TO THE TEST
Truth, being crushed to -eavti:.
again, but with a visiole cort.
"Thus resiliency is all right.":
marked, "but it grows to ye a
Due when she is .crushed into sii
prosiiectus!" New York Times.
THEY1 DIFFER MUCH-
i
, A?cum "Say. ,.v "bibliophile' .
'iiterateur' are the same, aren't th
Xewitt ;Xot much. A MU:v?k
most pleased wiih first edition. :
litterateur struggles to achiero
afih or fiftieth editions:''-!15
Press.
CLOTHES AND THE - M--"What
a mistake it is to ';'r&;'.:
by their clothes!"
."I know it. There is a ?i:- : ,
lionaire in this town v;Ii'-
as well and with as niueli-i.a."'
of the clerks in his csrablh
Chicago Rscdrd-Hcrald.
. NOT KEASSFKI-
"Xow, Jane, you must be vl-;) '
ful with this eloissdnne vase.
know that it wouid -break it(;
but of course it won't do to
chance."
"Don't, worry 'about' it. :n";n,
soon find out." Cleveland IV'r
CLUES.
Have you any clues to tiie K'
"We have plenty of elucs-ica -
in fact."
"Then what are you waitin? to.
"We can't decide . which, to
Qrst; If we, tried to follow thc
would take a lifetime."-1'1
Plain-Dealer.
THE REASON
. " n- -roil 110" ' .
- customer "iow i iL ,ir c
your man stop at my house
any more?" .
butcher "Why, you ()t
jilted him last week, and s" tf
can't get him to go near the 1
nooa was upjn him. He could not be
J the Valley of the Kinjrs.
New York Sun.