WELLCIVO
Down in the vaner of 'Well Enough" men
I hey toil and they eat and they love at bit, and they grow old happily :
While off in the hazy distance gleam the peaks of the unknown; Fame,"
And none that has traveled that difficult steep can enter the valley again.
The way is o'er rocks, sharp and jagged and cruel; through fierce heat, with a dead
ening thirst; j ,
Wnile the water drips cool, far below in the depths of the way that to him is accursed.
How he lomgs, all in vain, for a friendly hand-clasp, for the smiles that were ready
and true;
,But he may not turn back, so. he struggles along, with the joy of achievement in
! view.
'
.'And at last. oh. long journey! see torn hands and feet, and face drawn and wrinkled
with pain ; o
He stands at the summit of great desire, to dwell on his priceless .gain.
And then ah. the sadness of heart-break! was not that a man's cry of .woe?
-For 'he longs to return to (the laud he has lost to the 'Well-Enough" valley below.
Grace E. Bostwick, in New York Tribune.
m OUT-OF-SCHOOL LESSON ?
By HILDA
x irnnk -na Mr.- wmton is too par- ,
ticular for any use," said Mark Car-
ney, throwing his cap dn a chair and
hastening to the supper table. "Ev
erything has to be done his way, and
it's arways the longest way, too."
"What is the matter, Mark?" in
quired his father. "E thought you
liked the place very much."
"I do, papa, but it seems so un
reasonable to do things the most
tedious way when it - don't matter
how they're done." '
"Mr. Winton pays for your time
till 6 o'clock every evening, and has
a right to say what you shall do and
how. You would not! make a good
soldier, Mark, for the: first lduty of
an enlisted man is to obey without
questioning. I must go, to Chicago on
the 7.30 train and havjen't time now
to talk about your work, but you
must give satisfaction j if you expect
to keep the place. Ee a good boy
and mind your mothe. Remember,
there are four or five toys for every
place, and Mr. - Winton can easily
find one to fill yours! if you ;don't
suit.'"
Mr. Carney's words set his son to
thinking; and he finishjed his supper
in silence; but when the evening
lamp shone down on the pile of
school books he had brought home
with him, Mark broke out again:'
"I might have had all these prob
lems worked if he hadn't been so
particular about his old barrels."
Don't you think it I very impolite
to criticise a gentleman o sixty?"
inquired Mrs. Carney, reprovingly.
A boy of twelve should know better,
and I was sure my son did till I
heard him at the table .this evening."
"Well, mamma, he is unreasona
ble. I don't say that to be impolite,
but only to let you Ijcnow how he
rnak.es me work. Every afternoon
this week I've been piling old barrels
in the storeroom whejn there were
no errands to do, anql Mr. Winton
wants them arranged just so. As if
it made any difference so they're out
cjl Lilt' way: uuce ui iwiut; a. jcai a
huckster from a little town comes to
buy them to ship butter and produce
in. Fred Miller says; he's cranky
about everything, and no one can
please him."
"Was Fred in the storeroom? I
thought Mr. Winton's rules forbade
1eople sitting around talking to the
clerks."
"He wasn't inside.
He just stood
at the door and talked; awhile. Be
sides; Mr. Winton is out of town to-
day, and wouldn't have seen him if
he had come in, though I didn't ask
inm.'' j
"Did you arrange the barrels as
Mr. Winton directed?"
"Well, not exactly. He said to
take everything from one side of the
storeroom and nile the barrels in
tiers along the wall, bait there were
some boxes there the same height as
the barrels, so I let them stay. I
suppose I could have jcrowded them
closer together, but the stack looks
all right from the outside. He won't
be around when the man. loads them
up, so it don't make &ny difference.
Jt would have taken Another whole
-evening to put them In as he said,
:and 'he'll think I'm aj swift worker
when he gets back and finds it all
-done." j
"What if he asks you about it?"
asked Mrs. Carney. Her son's care-
less fways had long been a source or and it was the recollection of his
worry to her, and it was in the hope high grades that helped him to make
of having them corrected that she al- his way to Mr. Winton's private office
lowed him to work in the store. No as goon as school was out.
amount of talking and . reasoning had it seemed to Mark that Mr. Win
been able to convince him of the dan- ton looked very stern as he stam
per of forming slipshod habits in j 9red and tried to tell his story. At
youth. last something in the old gentleman's
"No Tear of that," said Mark, con- eyes gaVe him courage, and he told
fidently. - "I've workdd there' six an about the barrels, not sparing
months, and I don't believe he's been himself in the least. A great weight
in the storeroom more than twice.
He's forgotten all about them by this
time, I suppose.
"I can't see why it maks any dif
ference to you what you, do. He pays
for your time, and if he wants you
to take six afternoons to put old bar
rels away instead of three, why, you
might as well do it. iWas it such a
Iiard task?"
"Nn pasv as anvthinz. but. you
see, when I'm in the stbre waiting for
-errands to do I workfihy problems for
the next day. I haye to sit on a
stool at the cashier's esk where the
-clerks can call to me, and sometimes way, but I can see now that I ought
It's fifteen minutes between jobs. to have piled them as you said with
Can't you help me a little to-night, out thinking about your reason for
mamma? It's S o'cloqk and I've only
worked two. They are so hard and
long."
Mark looked up in surprise when
his mother began swiftly working
out of the long problems, only say
ing
"It is rather late. You take the
-third, and I'll try the fourth
It was 'the first time Mrs. Carney
.i nrnvl-srl nut n nrnlil pm fnr
iiitu eve -
Him, it was uu Huuuci .n.
U GH.
are careless and joyous and free;
4K
RICHMOND.
astonished
She was always' willing
to explain and lend a helping hand
in the difficult parts, but bever solved
them outright for him. She, thought
it encouraged cheating to do the
work that belonged to some one else,
and always kept Mark at his tasks
till all were mastered.
"Did 'you get, the third?" she in
quired half an hour later. "Here
are the fifth and sixth. How many
are there jn the lesson?"
"But, mamma, this isn't the way
Miss Fillmore makes us work them.
I can't copy them on my paper for
to-morrow." ?
"I don't see why not," said Mrs.
Canrey, without looking up. "There
are several methods of solving these
problems, and I used the shortest
one. the answer is correct, and thnt
is the necossarv thins-. Whpr i
the rest of the eighth written out ?
it seems to be all mixed up, or I
can't find it," and she turned the
papers with an abstracted air.
iss Fillmore says we must use
the long way for the present, and
when we are c;lder the short cuts
will come naturally to us. I'm s,o
sorry I can't have these, for I wanted
a good average this month. If our
averages are high for the term, we
won't have to be examined."
Just vrite your name at the top
of my sheets and hand them in,"
suggested Mrs. Carney. "Miss Fill
more will probably never look farther
than the answers, and you will
jet
your high grade very easily. I won
der why she is. so particular about
method?."
'I see what you are trying to do,
mamma, said Mark suddenly. "You
are showing me where I was wrong
about the barrels this afternoon. I
ought to have put them up as Mr.
Winton said, without grumbling or
wondering why'
"You have guessed it exactly,
Mark. One of the greatest faults
children have is the idea that they
know more than older peoplp. I
am glad you can see why my prob
hems cannot be given to Miss Fill-
more, even if you copy them. Her
method is not the shortest one, but
is the best for beginners. What sort
of work would be done in school if
each pupil did the work as he pleased
and was counted perfect if he could
get the correct answer to his prob
lems regardless of method? It is the
same way ' business, and those who
rise from low to higher places are the
peopie who obey orders exactly as if
they were soldiers?"
"I'm sorry I worried you, mam
ma, said MarK in maniy tasnion.
"If you will explain this part to me
I'll try to work them all, and when
Mr. Winton omes home I II tell him
about the barrels. By working over
time I can straighten them out, but
it will take a long time."
"That pleases me more than any
thing else you could possibly do. I
think it will be the turning point of
your life if you carry out your re
solve, for no one can hope to succeed
who has careless ways," said Mrs.
Carney.
It was late that night when the
last problem was worked, but Mark
had .his reward next day when Miss
Fillmore read, out the names of the
scholars who had perfect lists, and
his was the first on the list. He
worked harder than ever that day,
rolled off his mind when he said:
"If you'll only give me a chance,
I'll put the ' -rrels as you want tlem,
and then try to show you that I don't
always shirk."
"'Why did you come and tell me
this?" asked Mr. Winton. "Did vour
conscience trouble you, or were vou
afraid I might find you out?"
"My mother showed me last night
that the only way to do things is the
right way, and while you are paying
me fOI. my time, your way is right,"
saia Mark. "I thought it didn't make
any difference so they were out of the
doing it that way. I hope you will let
me work after the store closes every
night till they are all in place."
"That's the right spirit, my bov.
Tell your mother I am proud to have
her son in my store. She used to
play with my little girls years ago,
and I have never forgotten her frank',
winning ways," said Mr. Winton
isow, anout those barrels. You mav
I n . . .
oegiu mis evening ana work an hour
i each night till they we la order."
"Thank you, sir," said Mark, heart
ily. "I wonder why I always thought
he was unreasonable," he thought tc
himself as he le,ft the store an houi
later than usual, but with a ligtil
heart. "I expected ne'd fire me right
away."
"How many barrels? "asked a voice
a week later, as Mark proudly placed
the last one against the wall. He
had been working very swiftly to get
through, bat there were no vacant
spaces among them.
Mark ran his eye over the orderly
pile and made a quick calculation.
"One hundred and fifty-six," came
the ready response.
"Right, and now do you see why
they must be in order? , The man
who buys them usually comes on our
busiest days, and it is necessary that
we knew how many there are in
stantly. It is likely he will be here
next Saturday,, and you can easily see
how much work your carelessness
would have caused. .We had one boy
who stored uem away over some J
boxes and barrels of salt, and the
wagons had to be unloaded to count
them, as they ran short at the last
minute."
"I'm veiv glad that will not hap
pen this time," said Mark, with r.
sigh of relief.
"I am very clad, too," said Mr.
Winton. "Take your mother's advice
and remember it pays ill the end to
be strictly honest. By the way, are
you thinking cf giving up your place?
Fred Miller said you were, and ap
plied for it last week. I told him I
would not promise till I had heard
from you about it."
"I don't want to give it up if you
are satisfied with me," said Mark,
thinking of how Fred had encouraged
him to slight uis tasks. "I want to
prove that I can obey orders."
: It was a long time before Mark
conquered his habit o grumbling
over his tasks, but in time the good
habits became as fixed as the bad
ones had been. Every time he
thought nis employer unreasonable
he thought of the barrels, and tried
to remember that he must not expect
to know the reason for everything he
had to do.
"What do you think, mother?" he
said laughingly, as he came in from
work several years later. "I found a
boy piling up barrels in the store
room just as I did when I was new at
the business." .
"What did you do?" inquired Mrs.
Carney.
"Told him my experience," said
the tall youth, promptly. "He took
my little lecture good naturedly and
began over again. How bumptious
and important I must have acted
when I was his age!"
"That seems a long time ago, and
now you . are one of the best clerks,
they have," said Mrs. Carney, proud
ly. "Yes, it is true," she went onas
Mark protested with very red cheeks
against this statement. vMrj Win
ton told me so yesterday, and says
you will have a still better place as
soon as you have finished school. I
am sure it helped you very much to
liave to work after the others had
gone home, even if it seemed hard
just then."
"It helps me yet, mother. I never
go into the storeroom that I don't
think of it and feel grateful to you
and Mr. Winton. It inakes me have
more patience with boys younger
than I am, too, for some one had to
have lots of patience with me and
does yet," said Mark, stooping to kiss
his mother. Zion's Herald.
- A Merciful Punishment.
Sergeant Nolan, stationed at one
of the New England posts, has a
small but active Avife of whom he
stands in considerable awe. One day
the sergeant lost his quick Irish tem
per. The object of his wrath Was a
dog belonging to the wife of one of
his superior officers. The lady over
head some of his statements, and
took him severely'to task.
"You ought to be ashamed to say
such things, and to lose your temper
with an animal," she said, while the
big sergeant looked shamefaced and
anxious. "I shall report your lan
guage."
"To to her, ma'am?" faltered the
penitent.
"To my husband," said the lady,
haughtily.
"So do, ma'am," said' Sergeant
Nolan, cheerfully. "I well desarve it.
I was only fearing you meant to tell
me wife." '
A Family Affair.
"Once upon a time there lived a good
man of New York, who was soliciting
contributions for the erection of an or
phan-asylum," said the story-teller.
"He had been to many rich people and
received liberal contributions, which
were entered iu a book he had for that
purpose. Among these many names
there appeared. 'Mrs. Kussel . Sage,
?25.' The good man went to Mr.
Sage's office, and showing him the con
tribution entered in the book by Mrs.
Sage, asked if he would not give a like
sum. And what do you suppose he
did?"
"Well, I suppose he at least doubled
it," remarked a listener.
"Doubled it'. Not Russell!" ex
claimed the teller of the story. "Why,
he simply took his pen and wrote 'Mr.
and before his wife's name, and hand
ed the book back to the good man."
Harper's Weekly.
Shelters For rvHsn motives.
The Belfast city corporation has
decided to place shelters for con
sumptives in one of the public parks.
Protest .meetings are being held.
The salaries committed of Stockport,
England, has aUvancedlthe salary of
the municipal draughtsman .?2.o0 a
year about four cents a week.
Ask the Busy Woman.
If you want some one to do some
ching for you and it needs to' be done
promptly and well, ask a busy wo
man to do it, says Mrs. Homer Hoch.
Don't! ask a woman who has plenty of
time. She will never get it done.
Kansas City Journal.
j Empress Eugenie's Dresses.
Some recently published figures as
to the extravagance of American
women in dress give 'interest to the
statement of the Empress Eugenie
to a friend in this country that but
three times in her life did she wear
a ''dress that cost as much at $200.
Once it was for her wedding, once
for the baptism-of the Prince Imper
ial. Springfield Republican.
Buying Odds and Ends.
Why is it that some women, often
just the ones who pride themselves on
their economy, cannot resist the temp
tation to buy odds aud. ends and rem
nanis for no other reason in the world
than because they are cheap? Of
course, dainty, bits of lace and odd
lengths of passementerie look simply
irrestistible on. the counter, but they
are so simply irresistible when it comes
to doing anything with them. It takes
a decidedly clever woman to use up
such pieces to advantage, and unless
she is quite sure of her powers as a
mr.kcr of trifles out of scraps she had
better look the other way when she
passes the remnant counter unless she
desires a collection of material that
beIop3 by rights in the scrap bag.
Hair at the Seaside.
The care of the hair at the sea
side is a very important point and
one which should never be over
looked. Although thorough and prolonged
brushing is always except in cases
of falling hair a necessity, it. is
doubly important that it should re
ceive a generous amount of attention
when bathing is indulged in. Every
morning the hair should be parted
down the centre above the forehead
and each portion given twenty brush
strokes on either side, the same pro
cedure being repeated with regard to
the back hair, while the operation
should conclude with as many steady
strokes in a transverse direction,
brushing the hair back from the ears.
Nothing is more difficult than to
avoid wetting the hair when bath
ing, but if it. has become, saturated
with salt a well-beaten egg is a capi
tal cleanser. Even when a bathing
cap is worn the hair above the nape
of the neck and behind the ears fre
quently gets wet, and. instead of
washing the scalp the dry plait should
be secured with a hairpin at the top
of the head and the damp portion
sponged with a solution made of an
ounce of borax to a pint , of warm
Avater, a remedy which will entirely
obviate th the stickiness which is
the' usual effect salt water has on
the hair. Philadelphia Record.
What is a Lady?
The home life of a typical Ameri
can Lady is' the sincerest index of her
ego, says Minna Thomas Antrim in
Lippincott's. n it she indelibly ex
presses herself. Here it is that she
exercises to the maximum her po
tentiator and that her personality
scores. Presumably she is a wife
and mother. Her age? Pouf! a
Lady of cleverness nonplusses Time.
Supposedly she is well housed, hus
banded congenially, and is mother to
a man and a woman child. How
wields she her ladyship? Wears she
the bifurcated essentials to conjugal
supremacy? Is her rule iron-clad,
her home the house of rigid disci
pline? Heaven forfend! She is her
son's best girl, her daughter's chum,
a hostess sans reproche. She rules
her home with thrift and skill. Her
husband safely trusts in her, and her
price is above her birth-stone. Her
lord is neither pedestaled nor door
matted; his out-goings are cordially
speeded, his incoanings tactfully un
timed. Where h0 listeth there goeth
he and goes she not persistently
along. She respects the individuality
of every sentient creature, including
the one she married. Knoweth she
well that man also is devious. Does
he smoke? Smokes he then in com
fort, vicariously she revels. A hu's
band's individual right to be heard
. . she admits. Reluctantly,
but she suffers it, thus a Lady's hus
band often through her courtesy be
comes -is own dupe.
Pretence never finds a foothold in
a Lady's menage. Display seems to
her well-poised mind not only belit
tling, but savage. She never con
founds litter with furnishing, or junk
with art.
Her house is beautiZul, its atmos
phere fine and clear. She is never
too busy to listen to her "boy" or ad
vise he? "girl" or read to their fa
ther. Young people en masse delight
in her. She is their ideal mother
and friend. Laughter is never hushed
in her home. Music is welcomed,
and budding merit of whatever sort
finds in her an earnest and sympa
thetic ear.
,o."vd all our human frailities
has she a catholic tolerance. t She
knos that temperament rules the
world 'and that thedevil rules tem-
f -
perament; hence her judgments are
lenient, Satan is very smart, and
that he patronizes a good tailor she
has noticed. Moreover, well she
knows that he is of a subtlety past
credence. Who is she, she asks, tnat
she dare cast a stone at poor Folly,
who, listening' to him with foud be
lieving ears, strays, and is perceived-?
How to Cultivate Piiik.
A famous beauty doctor says: "I
don't advise my patients to wear
pink; that would be too extreme, but
I tell them to get in shape so that
they can wear pink. It is a hard
color and makes you look as black as
sin unless your skin is fitted for it.
Wear pink right next to the face, so
as to bring out the pink of the
cheeks and the pinks of the chin and
the ear lobes.
"Pink cheeks should not be too
deep in hue or they can not show the
blush as it mounts into them. The
pink should not extend over too large
an area 'or the whole face will seem
flushed.
"For red lips I am advising spin
ach and summer vegetables. I make
my patients eat celery or spinach or
lettuce for breakfast, with their
rolls and coffee, and I ask them to
cut out acid fruits.
"The acids do not work well with
some women. They break up the
complexion and the result is a straw
berry rash or a breaking out of some
kind. It is only on the surface, but
for a time it is destructive to beauty.
"I find that vegetables, well
cooked, or the raw. green things of
the table work well upon the health.
They give one a peaohblow look, and
every woman wants to look like a
peach.
"Cultivate your hands, keep them
soft, keep them lively by washing
them in good soap and plenty of
water, and do not rest until they
have become a lovely deep pink.
Lastly and for all time, let the mouth
be pink, for a mouth that is not a
deep lively cherry pink is ruined.
"Pink, for the beauty's 'sake is the
most necessary color there is. One
can get along without the other tones,
but the woman who isn't pink ;at all,
in any way, might as .well give up.
If she can't be pink she must at least
be pinkish."
FRILL.
ar
The hats which look like one huge
flower with fqliage are especially in
tended to accompany the lawn party
frocks. '
Moss roses and buds are much in
vogue for hat trimming this season,
and are uncommonly pretty on lin
gerie models.
Very tailored 5 i style are the natty
little cutaway coats closing with one
button. These are serviceable as sep
arate jackets.
Smocking is a dainty decoration
for silk and other soft materials that
is kavi ig r. revival and, is finding
favor among hand workers.
Occasionally a blue or pink waist
is worn with the white bolero and
skirt and an all white hat or one with
trimmings matching the color of the
blouse.
Standing white stock with polka
dotted tie clasped by a small pearl
buckle and a corresponding belt add
a pretty finish to a plain linen morn
ing costume.
If you want to be quite up to date
you will carry in the tiny pocket
on the front of your tennis or neg
ligee waist a silk handkerchief to
match your tie.
A great deal of braid is seen this
year on the cloth costumes. Some
times it appears on the jacket alone,
sometimes on skirt alone, and again
trimming both pieces of the suit.
For young girls the plain boleros,
rounded at the bottom, and simply
trimmed, are the best style. - They are
the shortest and jauntiest of gar
ments and eminently becoming to
the youthful figure.
If the automobile veil is pinned
closely at the back of the neck where
it croses, the long ends may be drawn
around to the front and tied in soft,
loose folds, which are more becom
ing than when pu!ied tight.
To give a bit of variety to your
supply of lingerie blouses, fasten one
by meins of two rows of small but
tons on opposite sides of the opening
in the back, connecting them by but
tonholed thread loops to form the
closing. .
Linen and duck, tub hats have a
braid the size of the crown set with
buttons to which both crown a.nd
brim are attached. This reduces the
trautole of laundering to a minimum
and even children's hats may be kept
immaculate.
Sashes -.nd hair ties of pompadour
ribbon are very well liked for little
girls, and are pleasing by way of
change with white, though the uni
versal becomingness and purity of
white renders it, always appropriate
fer children. - -
Clmggity, Chuggity!
Chuggity, chuggity, automobile,
Rail over people and made them squeal.
Crushed 'em and hushed 'em, laid 'em out
dead, "
At the flat rate of ten dollars pet head.
Visual Demonstration.
Jennie "Did you hear of
awful fright Jack got on his wedding
day?"
Olive "Yes, indeed I was there
and saw her." American Spectator;
Had Been. There Before. .
Hubby (at 'phone) "Mary, I'rfl
going to bring a couple of lobster
home for supper." ;
Wife "Don't, for goodness sakefl
We haven't got a thing in the house.'
Eoston Transcript. -
Pinder.ce in Pleasure.
"How are you enjoying your new
automobile, Mrs. Sububs?"
"Oh, very much as long as we are
careful not to get .on a road too fail
from a trolley line." THaltimora
American.
Disappointing
Mrs. Justloking "Have you
an
hand-embroidered waists?"
Salesman (who has waited on he;
before) "I'm very sorry to disaj
point you, madam, but wo have."
Chicago News.
The Same Color.
"Jane, I can hardly , beiir
yes. You are making t!r
without washing your hands.'-
"Well, ma'am, what's th
ence? It's only brown b.
New Orleans Timss-Democrat.
,-aq
If,
Museum's Blue Monday.
"Where's the boa constrictor for
feet long that you've got painted o)
the sign out in front?" 'demanded th
visitor at the dime museum..
"This is wash day, and we're usin;
him for a clothsline," explained tfi
Circassian beauty. Chicago Tribune
Awfui:
"That was a fierce fight you hai
with Cholly," said Knox. "He claim
he licked you."
"Oh, the Boastahl" exclaimed Gus
sie. "I admit he'wumpled my cwa
vat dreadfully, but you should hav
seen his collah!" Philadelphi
Press.
Back From the Honeyniooju
Maud "When we get back let d
try to create the impression that-.w
rs not newly married." . -
Jack "All right; you" had bett
carry the bag and the rug-strai
then." London Scraps.
Attracted Attention.
Bacon "They say that the ie
congressman attracted a good dej
of attention when he entered tb
House of Representatives."
Egbert "Why, he never openq
his mouth!"
"No, but his shoes squeaked. 'H
Yonkers Statesman.
Where Ignorance is Bliss.
Rising Young Statesman "Bt
there i3 another matter, just as in
portant, that has been overlooks
I am going to introduce a bill fc
the rigid inspection of bakeries."
Constituent "Predmore, for you
own peace of mind, I advise you nd
to do it." Chicago Tribune.
klts'd Been There, Too.
Bacon "Been away?"
Egbert "Yes; been up tovJaj
ville for a couple of-weeks." ,
"Oh, have you?"
"Yes; greatest place in- the worl
for an appetite! "
"But what good does that do yod
Stopped at Spavin's boarding hous
idn't you?" Yonkers Statesman.
Equally Painful.
"Huh! What do you know abot
war? Did you evsr hurl yourse
into the 'imminent, deadly breech' dj
'seek the bubble reputation, even' i
the cannon's mCuth?' " '
"Well, no; not exactly. Not to an
noticeable extent. But, I have take
home unexpected company to din
ner.
-Puck.
Of Little Consequence.
"Well, well," exclaimed the fiffl
summer girl, "where did the"engagd
ment ring come from?'.'
"From Biffany's, of course," ti
plied the other. t
"Oh, I don't mean that. Who
the man who gave it to you?"
"Oh! Why er really, I've1 fo
gotten his last name,-! just pail hin
Shorty.' " Catholic Standard an
Times. - . -