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PLYMOUTH. K C, FRIDAY, MARCH 11, 1898.
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SUNSET ON
Down behind the western hill the red suu
sinks to rest
All the world is weary ,and I am weary, too.
The partridge seeks its covert, and the rod
bird seeks Its nest.
Aud I am oouilng from the fields, clear heart,
to home and you.
Home, when the daylight is waning ;
Home when my toiling is done ; .
Ah 1 down by the gate, sweet, watching
eyes watt
My coming at setting of sun.
The ehoep from off the hillside haste to the
shepherd's fold,
For death lurks in tbe mountains and dark
ness comes apace.
The fleeing sun looks backward and turiw
the sky to rold.
Then folds the mantle of the night across It
1 11V
When I arrived at the station Lady
Manniugton, Molly and the French
maid had collected their chattels and
stood round the immense heap, in at
titudes denoting various degrees of im
patience. I apologized.
"It is of no consequeuce," said
Lady Mannington,in a tone signifying
it was of cue Greatest. Molly shoot
her head at me and smiled.
I looked at the two ladies and the
French maid, and then Hooked at the
miniature mountain.
"The brougham is only seated for
two," I hinted.
"Celeste can walk, "said Lady Man-
nington.
"I shall be glad of her company," I
responded, politely.
Lady Mannmgton glanced at me
doubtfully. "Perhaps she could
manage by the coachman," she sug
gested.
"His -wife is most particular," I in
terposed, quickly.
"I should prefer to walk, mamma,"
said Molly, with an air of much good
. nature.
"Perhaps that will be best," Lady
Mannington conceded, reluctantly.
"I am sure of it," I indorsed, heart
ily. "If only your aunt had sent the
omnibus" Lady Mannington began,
aggrievedly.
"It was most careless of her," I ad-
nutted instantly. I caught - Molly's
eye. She has a carious way of smil
ing at nothing. '
So Molly and I started to walk over
the crisp snow. Just outside the sta
tion I helped her over the stile. "We
may as well take the short cut," I ob
served; "it is not very much longer,
aud I have much to say to you."
"What about?" asked Molly.
I hesitated. "It is about a friend
of mine," I replied at length.
"Oh!"
"He is in the deuce of a mess," I
'. began, confidentially. "I want your
help." ,
; "What can I do?" asked Molly,
opening her eyes.
:"You canadvise me," I replied, tak
ing courage. "A woman's wit "
Molly was pleased. "Go on, Mr.
Trevor."
"I fear you will think my friend
particularly foolish," I said, sorrow
fully. "Very likely," replied Molly, indif
ferently. .
"I assure yon he has many good
points; but it happened a girl wanted
to marry him."
' "What!" exclaimed Molly.
"I can't think what she saw in him,"
I replied, uncomfortably.
"I hope," .8 aid Molly, "you are not
going to tell me anything that is not
proper. "-
"Oh, no," I replied, earnestly. "The
girl wai quite respectable. All the
parties are mo3t respectable."
"She could not have been quite
nice," said Molly, decisively.
I stopped to test the strength of the
"IN ice over a pool.
"I have seen her look quite nice," I
remarked, thoughtfully.
"You know her?" asked Molly,
quickly.
"Oh, yes. It wasn't really the girl
who wanted to marry my friend; it
was her mother. I mean the mother
wanted the girl to marry my friend. I
hope I make myself clear."
"I don't think that improves mat
ters," retorted Molly.
"She has a large family of daugh
ters," I explained.
"Go on," said Molly, with a severe-
ly judicial air.
"My friend was in love with another
girl a really nice giri. In fact, a
quite splendid girl. One of the very
best," I said, kindling.
"Yo Iv pw that girl, too?" asked
Mo-'"' ' ' -.oldly.
'.,ig at a conn
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THE FARM.
crimson face.
Home, when the daylight is waning j
Home, when my toiling is done ;
Ah '. down by the gate, sweet, watching
eyes wait
My coming at setting of 3un.
Lay aside the hoe and spade, and put the
sickle by;
All the world is weary, and I am weary,
too.
Gently fades the rosy light from out the
western sky,
And I am coming from the flelda, dear
heart, to home and you.
Home, when tbe daylight is waning ;
Home, when my toiling is done ;
Au ! down by the gate, sweet, watching
eyes wait
51 v eomlng at setting of sun.
Arthur J. Burdick, in American Agriculturist.
Vill 1. K
"I wonder," said Molly, "he did not
call for help,"
"ou see," I went on, "he was
afraid she, would propose or or the
mother might come. He guessed the
mother was pretty near. Then he
thought of the other girl, and he got
iut a dreadful panic. In fact, he lost
his head."
"It could not have been a great
loss," observed Molly, disdainfully.
"No-o; but it was the only one he
had, and he was accustomed to it. He
didn't know what to do. So he said
he was already engaged." ,
"Did he say 'already?'"
"Yes." It wa3 a cold day, but I
mopped my brow with my handker
chief. Molly uttered a peal of silvery
laughter. "I am really sorry for that
girl, but it served her right.
"The girl didn't turn a hair,
simply straightened herself up
asked to whom he was engaged."
"Well?"
"He blurted out the name of
other girl.' He couldn't think of
other name."
She
and
the
any
"To whom, of eourse, he is not en
gaged?" "No; and I don't suppose she would
have him. She is far, far too good for
him." i
"Is that your whole story?"
"Very nearly. The girl went away
and told her mother, who came up
gushinglyand congratulated him. She
is a true sportswoman. Afterward she
went about telling everybody of the
engagement, aud my friend has had to
receive congratulations ever since."
"How awkward!" said Molly, medi
tatively. "Has the other girl heard of
it?"
"Not yet. This all happened yes
terday." "Yesterday?"
I nodded. "And the worst is the
other girl is expected to arrive at the
Towers almost immediately."
"Dear me," said Molly. "So your
friend is at the Towers now?"
"I didn't mean to let it out," Ire-
plied, a trifle abashed.
Molly began to laugh,
amusiug; but why did
"It is most
you tell me
about it?"
"I aut your advice."
"Who is the other girl?" asked
Molly, curiously.
"Please don't ask for names," I im
plored. "But my advice must depend on the
other girl's disposition."
"She is everything that is perfect,"
I replied, fervently.
x "No doubt," retorted Molly, satir
ically. "Yon might almost be the other
girl yourseh," I went on, with careful
carelessness.
"Really!" said Molly. "I believe
that must be considered a compli
ment. Thank you very much."
"What," I asked, with elaborate in
difference, "would you 3o if you were
the other girl?"
Molly stopped and broke off a sprig
of red berries. They were not so red
as her lips. "Of course," she said,
"I should be very annoyed."
"Ah, of course," said I, forlornly.
"At any rate, I should pretend to be
very annoyed."
"But really " I began, delighted.
"Oh, that would depend on the
man."
"Supposing, for the sake of illustra
tion," said I surveying the wide ex
panse of a neighboring field, "I was
the man?"
"This is nonsense." said Molly.
"We can't make believe to that ex
tent." "Why can't we?"
"You would never be so foolish."
"But if - "
"Let us talk about something sen
sible," said Molly, with decision.
"But niv poor friend is depending
on me for advice."
She thought. "Of course your
friend must get away from the Tow
ers before the other girl arrives."
"You are quite clear he ought to
get away?" I asked, mournfully.
"There can be no doubt of that.
Just fancy everybody rushing to con
gratulate the other girl and your friend
being present at the time. There
night be a dreadful scene."
I, 'I can piclure it," said I, repressing
.-'san.
lial arrived at the entrance to
Kue. I stopped and held out
V ' i
W' I said.
'What do you mean?" sue ex
claimed.
"I I am going away. I am the
man."
I do not think I am mistaken. The
color faded slightly from her face.
"And the other girl?" she queried,
faintly. '
"You are the other girl."
The red replaced the white. She
stood quite still, with her eyes bent
downward, and then she began to
trace figures in the snow with the toe
of her tiny boot.
"Good by," I repeated.
She looked up. "Of course, lam
very angry," she said. And then she
smiled and held out her hand. I took
it humbly and forgot to relinquish it.
"Mamma will be getting anxious,"
she remarked. "We must hurry."
But we did not hurrv. Pick-Me-Up.
THE OMAHA FAIR.
Some Queer Features of tlie Coming
Trans-IM tniHippi Imposition.
Among the curious features of the
Trans-Mississippi exhibition, to open
at Omaha in June, will be a represen
tation of our American Indians. The
idea, writes Frank G. Carpenter, is to
have the government send here 15 In
dians of each tribe,, and to have each
tribe have its own little camp or In
dian village.so that by walking through
this exhibit one can get a knowledge
of the Indians of the United States.
These Indians will have their feast
days. They will go through their vari
ous games, and the show will be both
instructive and interesting. Such a
thing has never been attempted in any
other exhibition. It will probably be
carried on by the government, and
will form a part of the general show,
so that there will be no extra change.
The nearness of many of the reserva
tions to Omaha will make this part of
the exhibition cost comparatively lit
tle. At the same time the government
will probably send its wonderful col
lection of models, showing the In
dians engaged in their various occupa
tions, which may form a part of this
special exhibit.
Among the other queer things to be
shown will be Daniel Boone's cabin.
This will be brought from Missouri
and will be rebuilt here. After Boone
left Kentucky he moved to Missouri,
and there spent his last days. There
will be a representation of the Eygp
tians of the Soudan and other shows,
something after the fashion of the
Midway Plaisance of Chicago. A day
in the Alps will be the title of a de
partment showing life in Switzerland.
This will be made up of real people,
6f paintings and scenic effects built up
to represent the reality. The Alps
and their glaciers, the tourists climb
ing the mountains, etc., will all be
shown. Then there will be shows de
picting life in the West of the dime
novel description, or of the Buffalo
Bill, order. Shows containing Indian
massacres, such as a re-enactment
of the Custer massacre of 1877, and
scenes of scouting life as they form
erly took place in the West. A repre
sentation of mining at Cripple Creek
will be given, depicting life in the
mining camps and also other queer
features, such as the Sherman um
brella, in which passengers are sent
flying around a circle in a car which is
raised to a height of 300 feet above the
earth.
Most Northern Hotel iu the World.
The most northern hotel in the
world is on the inhospitable shores of
Advent bay, where it washes the west
coast of Spitsbergen. "Tourist Hy
then" (Tourist hotel) is the name of
the remote establishment. Its season
is necessarily short, extending from
July 10 to August 18, bat it extends a
hearty welcome to the few venture
some travelers who have the temerity
to seek its shelter. It has accom
modations for thirty guests. It i3 an
nounced that the increase of travel to
the gate of the Arctic regions has
made the establishment of a postoffice
in the hotel a necessary feature. The
hotel is in an appropriate latitude of
78 degrees 15 minutes, or live hundred
miles further north than Hammerfest.
Probably a better idea of the situation
may be gained from the statement
that the late quarters of the Jackson
Harms worth expedition in Franz Josef
Land were hardly more than one hun
dred and fifty miles nearer the pole.
The building naturally is unpreten
tious in appearance, being only one
aud one-half stories high, with a
diminutive porch at the front. As a
matter of course, it is built of wood.
The Pausing of a IJelative.
They were out walking one evening,
and he lifted his hat to a fine-looking
old gentleman as they passed.
"What a distinguished-looking gen
tleman," she exclaimed. "Is he a rel
ative of yours?"
"Yes," he replied, and there was a
tremor of sadness in his voice as he
felt in the pocket where his watch had
formerly reposed; yes, he's my uncle. "
And the dear girl never knew.
Chicago News.
Lord Rosslyn, who has decided to
become an actor, his been well known
in the amateur dnymatic world of Eng
land for a long time, and at one time
he had a company of amateurs, who
were known aa 'movd Rosalyn's Com
pany.
SOME CURIOUS BOOKS.
OLDEST BIBLE IN THE WORLD IS
VALUED AT SI 00,000.
A Cyclopedia of 235 Volumes, Kach Two
Feet Long and Six Inehe Thick A
Book Without Word Almanac .300
Yeari Old - Smallest Book Ever Printed.
One of the greatest historical book
relics in existence is preserved in a
private library in England, in the
shape of the original book upon
which all the kings of England from
Henry I to Edward Vl took the cor
onation oath. It is a manuscript of
the four evangelists written on vellum.
The binding, which is still in a state
of perfect preservation, consists of
two . oaken boards, an inch thick,
fastened together with stout thongs
of leather, with the corners defended
by large brass bosses. On the right
hand side, as the book is opened, is a
crucifix of brass, which was kissed by
the king.
A Hebrew Bible in the Vatican
library is claimed to be the oldest in
the world, and is valued a $100,000.
If not the oldest, it is doubtless the
heaviest, since it is so weighty that it
takes two men to lift it, the binding
being in heavy metal. It is stated
that in the year 1512 Pope Jules II,
refused to sell this Bible for its w eight
in gold, the greatest price offered for
a book.
The British museHni has lately se
cured from Thibet a copy of the
"Jangym," the monster encyclopedia
of Thibetum Buddhism, and the larg
est set of volumes in existence. The
series is composed of 225 volumes
each of which is two feet long and six
inches thick. The price paid was 3000
rupees.
Among large Bibles a German edi
tion owned in Minneapolis,Minn., de
serves a prominent place. This vol
ume is over 200 years old, and is
printed in type of large size. The
pages are nearly two feet in length
and of corresponding width. At the
top of each page is a line in red ink
which reads.- "This is a history,"
and the work is ornamented with
many illustrations of a decidedly
primitive character.
One of the most peculiar works in
existence is a book entirely without
printed matter, which is known as
the "Wordless Book." It has but
ten leaves, twenty pages, each of dif
ferent color. For over 300 years it
has been treasured in the monastery
of St. Rupert, where its wordless
pages are reverently consulted on
Easter, St. John's eve and Christmas.
On these days, the monks claim, the
leaves of the sacred volume become
miraculously covered with appropriate
texts in characters of pure gold.
Another strange imprinted book is
in the possession of the family of the
Prince de Ligre, in France. In this
volume the letters are neither written
nor printed, but are all cut out of the
finest vellum and pasted with infinite
patience On bine paper. The book is
said to be as easy to read as if printed
from the clearest type. The German
Emperor Rudolph II., is reported to
have offered in 1640 the euormous
sum of 11,001) dncats for this remark
able and unique work of art.
An almanac 3000 yeaisold, found in
Egypt, is preserved in the British
Museum. It was found on the body
of an Egyptian, and is supposed to be
the oldest in the world. The days are
written in red ink, and under each
is a figure followed by three charac
ters, signifying the probable state of
the weather for that day. It is, of
course, written on papyrus.
An interesting Norwegian mediaeval
relic is on exhibition at the Museum
of Antiquities in the University of
Christiana, consisting of a wooden
book. The pages, or tablets, of which
there are six, are of boxwood covered
with wax, each one having a thin
border, so as to prevent them from
sticking together on closing the book.
The contents are chiefly drawings
representing scenes from village and
rural life. At the end is a large cata
logue in Latin of varions kinds of
animals, with a translation into old
Norwegian. The tablets are fastened
together at the back, and the cover
is carved and inlaid with various small
pieces of differently colored woods. It
dates from the 12th century, and was
found in an ancient church.
The smallest, book ever printed is
owned by the Boston public library.
It being a copy of Dante's "Divine
Cominedia." This volume, though
containing 500 pages, is less than two
inches square, and two sheets of
paper were sufficient to contain the
whole 14,223 verses. The type was
cast in 1850, and several ineffectual
attempts were made to finish the
book, but the compositors and proof
readers abandoned the task because
of the strain upon , their eyes, aud
work was not resumed upon the book
until 1872. The type was so small
that the printers did not attempt to
"distribute" it; so, after using, it
was melted. The type-setting alone
required five years, and the proof
reading was so diSicult that not more
than 25 or 30 pages were printed per
moil th.
A biography of Corder, a notorious
murderer, is preserved in the Athen
eum library at Bury ' St. Edmunds,
England, which is actually bound in a
piece of the skin of the murderer him
self, the doctor who dissected the
body having had a portion of the skin
properly tanned and prepared for that
purpose.
In the jewel house of the Tower of
London, is a book bound throughout
in gold, even to the wires of the
hinges. Its clasp consists of two
rubies set at opposite ends of four
golden links. On one side is a cross
of diamonds, on the other the English
coat of arms, set in diamonds, pearls
and rubies, forming, a3 regards work
manship and materials, the most cost
ly book in the world.
A TREE CROWING UPSIDE DOWN.
Old Apple Tree With Limbs in the Ground
and Koots in the Air.
John Meiner's distillery in Milwau
kee has not been in operation for nine
years. It is au old landmark, aud is
surrounded with the interest that
every old building in Milwaukee awak
ens in the historian. The grounds
about it are covered with grand old
trees and rustic benches, and form a
little by-way nook whose existence
one would not suspect from the road
outside the fence at the south.
But the object of greatest interest in
this unique place is an old apple tree
that was planted 28 years ago, with
its limbs in the ground and its roots
in the air, and which still lives to bear
fruit and sprout branches where roots
should be and roots where twigs and
leaves should be, a curiosity to be
holders.
Mr. Meiners was induced to make
the trial through an old German le
gend.
When Mr. Meiners planted his 25
apple trees they showed no signs of
life for a long time. Finally the one
still remaining showed a leaf, softened
by summer rains and expanded by the
sun, and with a great deal of care it
was nursed to a sturdy life. It grew
very slowly, and has not grown more
than two feet in height since it was
planted. It is now about four feet
high, with a trunk 15 inches in diam
eter. The roots had a tendency to
droop, and it was found necessary to
prop them up with a trellis. Instead
of growing vertically, they have ex
tended horizontally in long, slender
arms. There are about 20 of these,
radiating in all directions. Each year,
as they grew longer, additional props
were put underneath, and they have
extended along the trellis flat, straight
as a ceiling, with little slender shoots
running at right angles and intertw in
ing with one another so closely that
they afford some protection from the
rain to one who may stand under
neath. The topis circular in form, and
about 50 feet in diameter. The tree
has born fruit for about 20 years. The
fruit is of good quality, but the vari
ety is not known by Mrs. Adolph
Meyer, daughter of Mr. Meiners, who
now occupies the old homestead with
her husband and family. Meehan's
Monthly.
The Boy's Choice. y
"One day during last October,"
said a representative from one of the
Southern states, "I had occasion to
get out into the mountains from one
of the interior county seats where I
had some law business. My mission
was to secure a deposition from the
wife of a mountain farmer, and when
the work was done I was asked to re
main to dinner. It was not entirely
to my liking, for I knew what that
kind of a dinuer meant, but I could
not decline the invitation. It was a
very homely affair, indeed, cornbread
and bacon being the leading viands.
At my right sat a boy of fifteen, who
"'as rather a foxy youngster, though
he had never been beyond the limits
of the county. He was quite inquisi
tive after he had made a start and
during the eourse of his inquiries be
came personal.
" 'I reckon you're useter bettr'n
you git here in the mountains?' he
said with a nod toward the spread be
fore us.
" 'Oh, I don't know,' I parried. 'It
is different in the city.'
" 'I reckon you have w hite bread all
the time, don't you?'
"'Oh, yes.'
"'No cornbread a-tall?'
"Only when I want it.'
"At first there was incredulity in
his eyes, then it faded and there came
admiration and longing.
" 'Genniently gosh," he exclaimed
iu a rupture, 'l'drutherbe a congress
man than go ter heaven. I shore
would.'
"And he was so seriously in earnest
that I didn't dare to laugh." Wash
ington Star.
t-Egg in a Diamoiid Drill.
Over four years ago a diamond-drill
runner lost a bit set with diamonds
valued at $500 in a deep drill-hole east
of Negaunee, Mich. It was impossi
ble to pull out the bit or continue the
drilling, so both hole and bit were
abandoned.
George B. Mitchell of Negaunee,
who is among the most expert drillmen
of that section, contrived recently a,
clasp which was successfuL in turning
the bit and brought it to the surface.
The value of the bit, which is as read
ily changeable into cash as gold nug
gets, is a nice little nest-egg for
Mitchell. The diamonds in the bit
are now worth nearly $200 more thau
when lost, four years ago.
THE HAPPIEST HEART. ,
Who drives tho horses of tbe son
Shall lord it trat a day;
Better tbe lowly deed were done,
And kept the humble way.
The rust will find the sword of fame.
The dust will hide the crown;
Ay. none shall nail so high his name
Time will not tear it down.
The happiest heart that ever beat
Was in some quiet breast
That found the common daylight sweet,
And left to Heaven the rest.
John Vance Cheney.
HUMOROUS.
"What a queer look that fellow
across the corridor has!" "Yes; ha
has the pedestrian face. Doesn't
ride."
"Women," said the wisest youth,
"have such a way of arriving suddenly
at a conclusion." "But not, "said the
savage bachelor, "not when they are
talking."
He Will you fly with me? She
Certainly. Bring your airship around
at 3 o'clock and I'll be all ready but
putting on my hat. Then we can
start at four. '
"I've never heard Mrs. Bibbers talk
much about her husband. I wonder
why it is?", "Probably because she
has so many interesting things to say
about her dog."
Mrs. Jon s I wonder what it is
that makes baby so wakeful? Mr.
Jones(savagely) Why, it's hereditary,
of course! this is what comes of yous
sitting up nights waiting for me !
Smith Doctor, the appendicitis
epidemic seems to have subsided
somewhat during the lust two years.
To what do you aacribe the cause?
Dr. Kill von Kill To hard times.
Papa Alice, I thought I heard a
loud smack in the hall last night.
Alice Yes, Mr. Upsey made that
noise with his lips when I told hiui
you had cleared $50,000 in a wheat
deal.
Jimpsou (severely) Tommy, never
let me hear you use the word "sliusj"
again. Always say "throw." Tommy
Jimpson Yes, paw. And did David
really put a stone in his "throw" aid
kill Goliar?
Clerk Shall I make this advertise
ment read "the best in the world," or
"the best in the United States?" Bi
cycle Manufacturer "Best in the
United States." It means the same,
thing and sounds more patriotic.
Literary Critic (laying down a new
book) I wish every maid, wife and
mother in the country could read that
book. Able Editor-Well, run in a'
line to the effect that that book is one
which no woman should be allowed to
see.
Mrs. Newlywed I'm going to sprin
kle a little poison on this piece of
angel cake, and put it where the mice
can get it; I think it will kill them.
Mr. Newlywed Why, of course ill
will ! But why do you put the poison
on it?
Spirit Medium (to skeptic) Now
that you have conversed with tha
spirit of your departed brother, ai 4
you not convinced? Have you any
more objections to offer? Skeptic
None except the fact that my brothers
are all living.
Advertiser I wish this advertise
ment placed in some part of the paper
where people will be sure to see it
Editor Yes, sir yes sir. I can put
it alongside of an editorial, if you
wish. Advertiser H'm ! Please put
it alongside of tbe baseball news.
"Women," said Mr.Kittiwink, "are
entirely out of place in such unfauiil
iar surroundings as the Alaska gold
mines." "I don't see v by," said Mis.
Kittiwink, looking up from her mend
ing basket. "I'm sure I've always
known how to haudle a dust pan."
Miss Ancient Wantinian (suddenly
awakening) I see you have my pock
etbook; but there's very little money
in that compared with what I have in
bank. Burglar (gruffly) Well, there
ain't no way to git that ! Miss An
cient Wan tiro an H'm! Are you a
single man?
"It works this way," said the agent.
"When a burglar tries to open tha
window this bell begins ringing and
wakes you up." "Bell rings and
wakes me up?" said Popper. "Aud
it wakes the baby, too. I don't waufc
it. Take it away. I guess you don't
know that kid of mine."
Mrs. Gabb (hostess) Your little
son does not appear to have much
appetite. Mrs. Gadd No, he is quite
delicate. Mrs. Gabb Can't yon
think of anything you would like, mj
little man? Little Man No. m. You
see, mom made me eat a hull lot be
fore we started, so I wouldn't make
pig of myself.
A poor man lay dyicg and his good
wife was tending him. "Don't you
think you could eat a bit of something,
John? Now, what can I get for you?"
With a wan smile he answered feebly,
"Well, I seem to smell a ham a-cook-ing
somewhere; I think I could da
with a bit of that." "Oh, no, John,
dear," she answered promptly; "you
can't have that. That's for the fu
neral." Berlin pays a salary to a profes
sional bird-catcher, who keeps scien
tific institutions supplied with bird,
t.ests and eggs. He is the ouly max
u ths can-ire permitted to do j