fl r: — smoking, 13 Inmnuscrip-t, ..- a A. SACRIFICE. (By Martha Alberta Fiéenmn.) Margaret sat on the vine clad porch smoothing the crumpled pages of tin .manuscript in her lap with a tender caressing touch. Hamilton, coming A Slowly, up the long walk, wished 111 had not pledged himself to show Mar garet that Harold Fairfax was no theme-n she supposed him to be. They talked of other things for 2 While} but at last he succeeded it bringing Harold’s name into the con versation, and almost before he knew it he was unravelling the mystery 01 the manuscript. 3 Margaret looked at him with aston lshc—d eyes. “ “How many times," she said tremu lously, ‘-‘I have passed . him on the street and purposely didn’t see him Oh, if I had only known that Harolc‘ had gout,- into thatburning house :11 the risk of his life to rescue my manu script—why didn’t somebody tell me Mr. Hamilton?” And before Hamil- ton could answer, “Will ‘he ever have the use of his arm again?” “Oh, yes, in a few weeks, perhaps.’ Hamilton‘wished that it was his arm reposing in a sling instead of Harold‘s ,“A lucky thing for Fairfax that it was the left one. He is working at the re- views again, and putting the finishing touches on his story. It is the 120241 thing that he has ever don-e. He in- tends to enter the Times prize c311- test.” ' As Hamilton talk-ed on he became sr. enthusiastic that Margaret saw Harold with his frignd’s eyes. “I am going to write to Harold to- night,” she said, “and tell him that i am sorry for our foolish quarrel. If I can, I will thank him for what he has done for me.” '1” 35 * C 3 U. ' John Hamilton sat by the window. sometimes looking down i1 1tc the almost deserted street sometimes letting his gaze fall upon Harold Fair- fax, who was writing away at the table at the other end of the room. “Isn't it almost dark enough to stop work, Fairfax?” he said. Harold rose and brought his chair to the window, and Hamilton began to tell him of the visit to their old home at Fairville. and about Margaret, but he said. nothing concerning the manu- script. - Just then a letter was brought to Harold. He held it close to the win. (low to get light enough to read it. His face '11s bright when he finished. “Hamilton," 11c said with a laugh, -“I told you not to tell her I sent that and I especially warned you against telling her about the won- derful arm.” “But you know you are glad that 1 did.” Twilight deepened into night. They talked of the literary prize contest, and~ of Harold’s chances of success; they talkedttoo, of Margaret. Hamil- ton said her story was inferior to HarI old's, upon which the latter began im- mediately to sum up the good points in her work. “It’s a fine story,” agreed Hamilton, “but I think I can show you wherein yours is the better of the two.” Harold was silent after that, think- mg of many things. Hamilton puffed away, seeing noth~ lug, thinking of nothing but the vis- ion of Margaret in her white gown sit- ting among the green vines and the yellow roses, the sunlight‘tinting her red-brown hair as she bent over the manuscript in her lap. At last he came back from his paradise “ID," the wa3. Fauf 1x, as youi story is re why you had better send it in. The time is sin it now ‘-‘I have decided not to send it at all.” Harold said in a quiet voice. “What do you mean? Why, you have talked of nothing else for weeks.” ** _ “I am convinced,” Harold said, “that. my story is better than Margaret’s. I am going to keep it back that she may have ore mme chance to win, one less to lose the pi lze. John Hamilton was staggered. He was stxicken dumb for a second, then he b1okc into a 13 went of cxpostula- tion. 1ebuke. pe2suasiou. but to no purpose. Nothing could shake Harold‘s resolution. ‘ t a: Margaret’s story won the prize. and among the many letters of congratula- tion which she received, not one was mo1e heartfelt and since-1e than Har- olds- . She was not at all puffed up by her .0 it 1! success, and could not show her grati-' tnde sufficiently to Harold for resmiug her manuscript from the fire; her distress that he still caried his arm in the sling was genuine; ‘but Harold knew that her feeling f-;-l‘ him was only gratitude. and Hamilizn knew it, to). Hamilton was between two fires at this time; torn'aod tortured by the conflicting voices of love and friend- ship. As he sat. opposite Margaret, one evening, he 1esolved to tell her of I-Iai old’ Soself-immolatiom. It was hard t1 ’do. he was 10th to disturb the gill’:. i'eJou 111;; over her suCIess, and he 11 .1- u. more 10th to make Harlod a new in . libr eyes. But he remembered a time "Javrhen other. friends had failed, and Harold Fairfax alone had stood by him, so he told his story at last, with all the eloquence of earnestness. ' Margaret’s face grew white. “Now that I know what you have told me”—her, voice was almost a isper—“thinking of Harold, wifh his arm in a sling, and so pale and ,worn, I feel that I oughtlto love him as he loves me. ”But 1 can’t!" she said. after a little pause: “I can ’tl” Aral Margaret the self; possessed, laid 11.1 ' head on the table and sobbed That was too 1.11.1111 tor Hamilton'~ resolution. Almost before he knew 1 he was imploring her to dry her Lear: t saying he would make Lt all 115111-- Washington Post. thoiigh he probably could not have told just what he meant by that—mud tell 111g her how much he longed to makc all thin-gs right for her, and asking to: her love for himself, as he had asked it for Harold, more earnestly, perhaps more successfully, at least. Harold came in unnoticed. He saw Margaret smiling through her tears a' Hamilton, who was bending m’er hei chair. He knew intuitively what had happened, and for the moment his heart was full of bitterness toward'his friend. He had trusted him above all other men. He turned to go, murmur- ing something- about not wishing to intrude. Margaret sprang to her feel and laid a detaining hand on his arm. “Harold, forgive us both! You wil- lingly gave up, your chance of success for me. I would repay you with the love that you ask if I could, but it is impossible. I promised to try but if I were to try for a century it would be a hollow mockery. Will you take my friendship, my highest esteem?” Harold clasped the profiered hand. “Your friendship will always be my most valuable possession, Margaret," he said, and again turnedxto go, with- out l-ooking at Hamilton, who stood perfectly silent. ' “But won’t you forgive John?” pleaded Margaret, looking from one to the other in dismay. “You were such close friends, an-d”-'—at a loss for some- thing to say—“I am sure he couldn’t help it.” “That’s just it, Fairfax, I couldn’t help it. I know what you are thinking—— that I ought to have told you before; . I had " but there was nothing to tell. resolved never to speak to her of my love, feeling that you had the greater claim. I scarcely know how it came about. I was trying honestly to show you to Margaret in your true character ——that of a hero. Before I was aware of it, I had spoken what I had resolved never to utter. I came here to tell her of the sacrifice of labor and sleep, and thought and time and hope, which you had made for her, and—” Haiold interrupted hi- o, and held out his hand with his 0- d 111nn1ng. smile. “\Iy 'dear follow, you couldn’t have done o-the1wise.“'ith all my heart I congratulate you and wish you happi~ ness.” He went out, and Hamilton, watch- ing him as he disappeared down the moonlit street, murmured to himself, —- “He is a better man than I, but I w ould not change places with him‘” A Punctual Judge. Judge Maguire, one of the California members, is a good story teller, and when the Judge sits down in one of the cloak rooms to enjov his cigar half a dozen of his colls-agues will always gather around in, the hope of getting him started on some of his Western reminiscences. Most of these have ‘-‘to do with matters that have occurred in some court or other 0111 the Pacific slope. “A certain well known judge in Cal- ifornia,” said Mr. Maguire, in one of' his reminiscent moods, “is a' great stickler for punctuality. He was worse when he first went on the bench than he is now, however. In those days I have known 111113 to fine an attorney $10 for being late as many minutes, and read him a long lecture besides. No excuse was accepted for late, and punctuality became quite the rule in that court. “One morning thE Judge himself failed to put in an appearance on time. Of course, all the attorneys were there promptly, and there was great hilarity during the ten minutes’ wait'that ensued. .When the ' Judge appeared he was greeted with numer- ous sarcastic inquiries about ” his health. remarks, however, but, soberly taking his seat on the bench, he leaned for- ward and said: “ ‘This court, gentlemen, is no re- spector of persons. Mr. Clerk, you will enter up a fine of $10 against ihe court.’ Then he took $10 out of his pocket and handed it to the clerk, add- ing, ‘and please mark it paid.’ ”— .._ Story from Arizona. A good story is told at the expense of Nestor Massart, the tenor. When the spreading rails brought the train, with many a bump and jar, to a sud- den stop on the Arizona desert the other night, many of the ladies thought that a serious accident had be- fallen them, and that they were on the verge of death. or at least of an mm 111 catastrophe. \Iassart, however who had for weeks been posting himself on the West by reading wild stories of Arizona life, believed that the train had been attacked by Apache Indians, whom he supposed. roamed over the territory. in all their aboriginal feroc- ity. He warned all his fair friends to keep behind the curtains while he re- connoitered. Just as he cautiously poked his head out from his berth. the Pullman porter entered the car to al- lay the fears of the singers. In the dim light Massart' mistook the dark visage cf the porter for that of an Apache chief. Wrapping himself in many bedclot‘hes to form a-s111eld against the anticipated a."110w.~ - of the red men,l1-e lea; ed from his berth to the cente1 of the car, and buried his boot at the pol fer. “You sall killl ne before you molest zese ladies. I gif my heart blood for dem." he shouted, with tragic heroism, in his best English, not knowing that Arizona Indians understood French. ’ Then Massart fell forw 111:1, half dead with fright, the bedclothes care- fullv pulled over his head. It required repeated «assurances to convince the open: singer that he b.1d not been S1ain.A day loafer at Banning. he saw a real Arizona Indian; by daylight. Since- then it has not been safe to re- fer to the episode in Massart‘s pres sneer—San Francisco NeWs Letter. . 1 bemg I He paid no attention to these) \ closed 01' not. RACING-r. ‘BY HERSELF. RECORD BREAKING PERFORMANCES OF THE MARE, MARION MILLS. The Intelligent Animal Does Her Work \i‘ithout Guidance or Promptinz. She Paced, a Mile in 2:06 1-4 and Then Looked Up Her Groom. A beautiful, blooded mare, that paces against time and record on ordinary courses without driver, rider or prompting of any kind, and yet fol- lows c'very regulation of the race track, is the latest marvel of the sport- ing world. The mare is named Ma. rion Mills, and this entirely new de- .parture' in racing methods has just been successfully introduced by Mr. G. W. Athearn, a wealthy resident of Oshkosh, Wis. It is only recently that Mr. Athearn conceived the novel idea of having his more go through her paces alone. He took her to the track at Oshkosh for a trial, and the first mile was travelled in a‘ manner which convinced her owner that his scheme would not be impossible of accomplishment. In each subsequent trial she improved in speed and smoothness of performance. The exhibition is simpler in detail than one might suppose. There is no pacemaker, no guiding, no whipping, no urging, no interference or prompt~ ing of the mare in any way. She knows her lines and goes through them without faltering and with ev- ery evidence of full confidence in her own knowledge and ability. She is led to a point about a hundred yards from the wire, and is in perfect action when she receives the word “Go” from the starter in the judges’ stand. On getting the word the handsome animal quickens her speed, and around the track she goes as though running away. She keeps close, to the inner rail, seemingly through instinct,- though she never leaves the track, whether it be en- Every mile is paced without a break and as evenly as though she were steadied by a skilful driver. The novelty of the perform- ance and the dashing beauty of the intelligent animal win admiration wherever she appears, and the finish is always attended with enthusiastic cheering. A notable feature of this unique per- formance is that the last quarter is al- ways the fastest, and no demonstra- tion from the grand stand ever makes her lose her stride or even slow up. After passing the wire Mario-n seems to know that her task is completed. and her bright eyes search the track for the groom, who stands ready with cooling blankets a short distance up the stretch. returned to the starter for recognition, and views the applauding grand stand crowds with an air of conscious pride and evident satisfaction at their ap- preciation. Marion’s career as a “wonder.” though short, has'been an unbroken series of successes. On her first pub- lic appearance she paced a full mile in 2: 13 1- 2. Her next engagement was at the Minnesota State Fair, where she performed before immense crowds, pacing the mile in 2:06 1-4, thus lowering the track record held by Flying Jib. The .latter performance beats the world’s record for pacing mares of 2:06 1-2, held by Pearl 0. and Lottie Loraine. Marion Mills wintered at Hot Springs, Ark., and will appear on the Eastern tracks early in this season. ‘ She'is a handsome light bay, stands a trifle over‘fifteen and one-half hands high, and weighs 900 pounds. She was sired by Harry Mills, whose pedigree traces back to Hambletonian. Thus it will be seen she comes from a fast strain of stock, and is naturally en- titled to the great speed honors she has already attained. But 'it. is not her speed that excites the wonder and admiration of the spectators half so much as the mare’s intelligence, which may be said to be almost human. His Request Granted. Everybody has heard how tunate insurance agents are, and how difficult it is to get rid of them. This story is told of the superintendent of a foundry who was approached by an unusually talkative agent, for perhaps the fifth time. “Can I talk‘ to you a few minutes?” he asked. “Certainly," replied the superintendent. “if you don’t mind walking about the building with me.” "The agent readily assent- ed, and followed the superintendent through one department after another, until they came to the room where the huge trip- hammers were filling the air with their awful din. “Now,” said the superintendent, yelling into the ear of the agent, “I am ready to listen to you. Go ahead 1” But the agent could only say “Good-bye.”—Golden Days. A Last Resort. One day Gounod, on entering the room of Rossi, found him thumping the piano With all his might, but draw- ing the most discordant noise from the instrument. “What in the name of all that is good are you playing?” asked the Frenchman. “I am trying to play that new score of Wagner‘ 5” replied the Italian. “131111111112 Score is upside down.” “Thatisiti'hé,” was the re- tort; “I had it the other way up at first, but couldn’t make head or tail of it. so I thought I might succeed in this way.” A Natural Reflection. He had been. looking over the as- sortment of collars that the clerk had put out for his inspection, and had been informed that they were all the latest styles. 1 “I wonder ” he said at last, “who. 13 the idea. originated that we are de- scended from girafies or ostrich .”-‘es Chicago Fest: When blanketed she is. impor- c 'l studded by this new RAISING CORN FOR FUEL. 011 the Prairies of the Northwest it Prove! Economical. The long, cold winter of the north- west section, particularly of the Da kotas and Eastern Montana; has de- veloped many new ideas in regard tc where the future sup-ply of fuel for the prairie farmer and other individuals 01 that section must come from, and ii is now quite definitely settled that such supply sooner or later must be raised upon the farm, for the farmer who does not own any timber finds that his. fuel in one winter is a very costly item wood being anywhere from $6 to $8 a cord. ‘Vhen the farmer lives away from the timber belt the supply mus1 come by rail, whether he purchases wood or coal. Both are very expensive and this year ferw farmers have ready money. In fact, large numbers 01 farmers cannot afiord barely enough fuel to keep their houses in a semi- comfortable state. The people are hardly to bl'ame in un- dergoing suffering for the sake of sav ing expense, but it has brought them to a sense of practical realization that in the future something must be done to. furnish cheaper fuel. That this will be the next step in domestic economy with them there can scarcely be any doubt. In the county of Lyon, many people acting in line with the ideas here expressed have been experimenting with corn for fuel, and they report it a much greatefsuc- cess than they had reason to anticipate. They are so delighted with it that they will henceforth use no other fuel. It gives out a very strong, regular heat, as does good hardwood, and it lasts nearly as long. The maxhnum limits, however, would be far better than any results yet obtained, as the methods of burning it are as yet very crude. There can be no doubt, however, that inventors will be equal to the e111erg- ency and in due time create a nearly perfect corn stove or special furnace which will answer the usual require- ments. As soon as this is done farm- ers a-nd others who are prepared to take advantage of the benefits may cul- tivate their own fuel on their own land and probably save 50 per cent by doing so. Two tons of Corn would be equiva- lent to about one cord of hardwood, if the corn were burn-ed economically, and corn for fuel would not need, by any means, the care that it would when grown for food. The prejudice and squeamishness formerly existing again-st the use of grain for fuel are fast dying away. for the people are realizing that grain is one of nature’s fuels, and was intended for that purpose as well as to use as a cereal product. Could the people use wood or coal for food there is not much doubt that they would do it, but as they cannot they have no scruples. of conscience about burning either. So will the cereals be l‘i, garded when! every value is extorted from them. Petrified Cut Flowers. Cut flowers petrified by a process which preserves their color and then embedded in a hard, transparent sub- stance, the composition of which is se~ cret, are now used for decorative til- ing on flooring. says an upholsterer. A material has been discovered, com- bined with a. process, which is the in- ventor’s secret, for Completely hard- ening, and, so to speak, petrifying nat- ural flowers (and, Whatis * more won-- derful, preserving their colors), and embedding them flush in the surface of a kind of liquid marble, or alabas- ter, the Whole receiving several coat- ings of a transparent polishing sub- stance, and drying hard as a rock. Some dadoes and friezes in a new house were made by this method, with sunflowers, peonies and dahlias, and are said to be very handsome. The London residence of one 'of our coun- trymen, whose identity is conCealed by the description, “a wealthy American gentleman,” has the conservatory floor process with Chrysanthemums of erery known va- riety and color. Another floor is a deep water effect, with white lilies, and with minnows swimming below a transparent sur- face. plied, to table-tops and small panels» A Veteran flunk. The oldest book in the world to which a positive date can be assigned is an assortment of proverbs, some- what after the style of the proverbs collected by Solomon. The Work is ac- credited to Ptahhotep, an Egyptian king, and Egyptolcgisls assign to it an antiquity of at le 1st 3, 000 B. 0. Abraham was «called to leave his home in Ur of the Chaldees 1921 B. C., so that this volume was. written '- 1100 before thebegiuning of Jewish history. The Deluge is placed by mos: chronologists at B. C. 23-15, so the book. if its dating is correct, must have ‘ been written before the flood. . Methuselah was born B. C. 331’, s... that this papyrus u as prepared a1. 1i these pr'oveibs w e1c collected v. hen til-1 oldest man on record was a live: young lello w of 300 yearn—Golden Days SPRINGTIME—‘F ROBE-1T3. The treatment is beautifully ap‘ . "BOLERO EFFECT FOR 71-1111 wmsrs. All Sorts of Skirt Trimmings, but Mod: fled to Suit the “'0 any»! Fashions multiply very 1a,.i111y mar and new and prettier things .11e 1-11, stantly coming into View, but that f :11 only seems to complicate matters :: :1 postpone the all important decisi.=:...- Women are more or less- helpless i1 ' this search after clothes, for they mus follow the general plan of modes of in quite out of the fashion. But the}. have everything in their favor this year, for modified fashions are tir- rail and exaggerations the exception a :11. well-dressed women. To be sure, there are flounces in various widths and ~abundance. and all sorts and canal. tions of skirt trimmings; but all1 are modified in the interest of becoming effect, and no one style prevails. With the exception of red, neutral tints are favored in the material for the new gowns, but they are relieved from any sombre ,efiects by the unique combinations of lace, colored silk, vel- vet, chiffon, and black satin which are employed in their make-up. silks are used with plain navy blue canvas for a portion of the bodice and accordion-plaited panels set in the seams each side of the front breadth; and thin silks with Oriental patterns and colors are employed in the same way, the yellow and red effects being especially pretty with navy blue. Fawn color and pale gray. canvas are both very popular, but the soft colors are brightened by a bright cerise lining, and by the figured foulard with many colors in the pattern, which is often used in combination for the bodice. The latter is a new fancy this season. Dress material with striped border is one of the novelties and it figures very pret- tily in the draped skirts. One exam- ple in blue is striped with pale "green and white and brightened on the bod- ice with three revers, one green, one white, and the third of green and white striped silk. With green and white striped points in the collar and a narrow green suede belt, this is a very chic combination. Draped and full bodices are almost universal among the new gowns, but the fulness does not do away with "the necessity of a. perfect fit. The bodice, which fastens at one side of the front, is decidedly 1n, the lead among the Parisian gowns, and almost any cross-over effect is consid- ered good style. The unlined cotton and silk: blouse waists are made in this way, with groups of tucks running around 011' up and down. The frill which finishes the edge where the bodice fastens is of the same material, accordion-plaited, and edged with nar- row lace. This is a favorite model for foulard and muslin gowns, and rows of lace insertion are set in across the front and pointing up the middle of the back, or around each armhole in a cir- cle ending at the under-arm seams and forming a bolero effect. Three rows an inch wide are suflicient. She—Have you many poor relations? He—None that I know. ‘ She—Many rich ones? , He—None that know‘ me.—Puck. Checked - SHE LEFT THE ARMY SUSIE SWIFT BECOMES A CATHOLIC.’ \ -. Bl lGADlER She was a Valued Officer of the Salvation- ists, and a Vassar Valedictorian .— Natlmniel Hawthorne's Daughter In atrumental'in Her Conversion. A young woman of attractive fea tures arrived in New York on the St. Paul recently. She‘ was alone. Time was, and that only a fewwveeks ago, when this frail ‘girl would have been greeted by' brig-adiers, colonels majors, oflicers of lesser rank and pri- vates wearing the, bright scarlet in signia of the Salvation Army. The girl was Miss Susie F. Swift, formerly herself a buigadier in the army, but now about to become an active worker in the Roman Catholic Church. Miss Swift was one of the most valued. and efficient officers in Gen William Booth’s corps, and great was the surprise when the cable announced that she had decided to be baptized into the Church of Rome. Most ear- nestly was she begged by Commander Booth-Tucker to consider her determi- nation, but her mind was made up, and nothing could swerve her. She went to England on an import- ant mission for the army a few months ago. wearing the uniform of her rank. SWll T. SUSIE She returned a candidate for the first communion. “You see I‘m looking well," said Miss Swift to a reporter. “I haven’t had the least regret for taking the step. Of n1y.future plans I know nothing. I have no plans. Are there others? If I knew of others who are c0ntemplat«: ing taking the same course as myself I would not give their names.” Miss Swift is the daughter of a Poughkeepsie lawyer, a niece of for- mer Mayor Swift of Chicago, and a graduate-of Vassar and valedictorian in the, class of 1883. XVith her younger sister, who is now Mrs. May Bringle, wife of Staff Captain Bringle, she at- . tended from motives of curiosity a meeting of the Salvation Army in Scotland, and remained to enroll her- self under its banners. She rose to one of the highest ranks in the organiza- tion was a famous: writer in the War Cry, became editor of the Wide World, its international magazine, visited North Africa and eight other countries, took charge of the auxiliary league in England, and returned to this country last year as Secretary to Miss Eva Booth. ‘ Her conversion to the Roman‘Cath- olic Church is said to have been brought about large 1y through the in- fluences of Rose Hawthorne Lathrop. She is the first member of the Salva- tion Army known to have left it for the Church of Rome. Information About Greece. It has a population of 2,187,208. It is called “Hellas” by its people. No part of Greece is forty miles from the sea or ten from the hills. About one-half of the population are agriculturists and shepherds. It has an area of 24,977 square miles. It is the only country in the world whose armies are proveded with the Gras guns and paper-covered car- tridges. ' The Greek flag is a white cross on a blue ground—the Bavarian colors and the Greek cross. Greece is more thickly populated than any other country in Europe, with the exception of Sweden and Prussia. It has few rivers and many hills. None of the former is navigable, and many of the latter are fortified. Its present boundary limits were do termined by an arrangement among Great Britain, France, Russia and Turkey, concluded at Constantinople on July 21, 1832. 1; Only about 70,000 of the inhabitants speak any language other than Greek, and only about 20,000 profess any re- ligion other than the orthodox. 'The chief‘ characteristics of the Greek are his inquisitiveness, fondness for excitement, love of discussion, de- sire for knowledge, an aptitude for learning, and aggressive patriotism. The climate has two striking pecu- nliarities—the heat in summer and the cold in winter are far more intense than those of any other country in the world lying in. the same latitude. Gell once remarked that in travelling through the Morea in March he found “summer in Messenia, spring in La- couia, and winter in Arcadia, with-out having moved beyond a radips of fifty n1iies.”—New York Sun. ‘ The. Useful Tuning Fork. The tuning fork, struck and applied to the crown of the head, has been found by Dr. E. N. Malioutine of Mos- cow to transmit its vibrations to the vocal ”chords, causing them'to vibrate in unison. In this way he has cured, with vocal exercises, a case of hyster- ical loss of voice that had resisted all othel neauuent. including suggestion. He bell eves that the process would aid in training and imp; oving the voices l of singers. ‘ I
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