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A SONG.
A bird soared up in the face of the sun--_
Oh, but the bird sang gloriously!—
With throb of bosom and flutter of wing,
In the rich, ripe glow of a day in spring
When the bursting of blossoms had just
begun,
And the green on the hillside was fair to
see.
A bird soared up in the face of the sun—
Oh, but his song was a thing to hearl
.With heart attuned to a wild desire, -
With the quiver of passion and pulse of fire,
And the bond of a soul that had well-xflgh
VVOH a
The first of the golden outworks there.
A bird soared up in the face of the sun—
And I watched his flight with a straining
- eye;
But, if he descended I cannot tell;
I marked alone how his music fell.
Till the last faint throb of the song was done.
Or lost in the space of the pillarless sky.
—Youth‘s Companion.
THE CELIBATE CLUB.
“Women.” remarked Jack Forest.
“are the bane of bachelor civilization.”
‘ “Women is woe personified,” re
marked Arcturus O'Ryan.
“What in thunder are they here for?"
inquired Will King.
“Fellow sufferers,” said I, Thomas
Tommington, by superiority of age and
experience Chief of the Celibate Co.
terie, “permit me to offer the following
resolutions:
“Whereas, Woman, by her continued
actions, shows that she is in favor of
the utter extermination of bachelors;
and
“Whereas, Woman, has no use for a
man unless she can lead him around by
the nose; and
"Whereas, Woman thinks she owns
the earth and the men thereof; and
“Whereas, She never was more mis-
taken in her life; therefore, be it
“Resolved, That we whose signatures
are hereto appended do hereby assert
our manhood and hurl defiance in her
teeth; and
“Resolved, That we entirely ignore
the existence of all womankind; and
“Resolved, That we do solemnly
pledge ourselves to throw off the female
yoke, and that henceforth and forever
we will neither marry any woman nor
be married by her.”
As might have been expected, these
resolutions were received with vocifer-
ous applause, and the meeting of the
Celibate Club became so hilarious that
three babies on the floor below and
seven on the floor above were aroused
from their angel slumbers, and soon
had awakened everybody else in the
building. After which we adjourned,
having been implored to do by a com-
mittee of twelve married men, who as-
sured us that when we had children of
our own we could better understand
their feelings in the matter.
For three months after the resolutions
passed, all went well with me, as with
my resolutions, then Iwas thrown from
a horse and sustained injuries to the
extent of a broken leg and numberless
bruises. I ordered myself to be taken
to the hospital, where all good bache-
lors go when they are ill, but a cousin
of mine, a fine fellow, except that he
was married, issued orders to the con-
trary and took me lone w'..h him.
There I was fix ed up in 10 yal style, and
his wife took charge of me w1th suzh
motherly solicitude that I o :ased to
growl about not going to the hospital.
Within a week I began to improve,
and about that time my cousin’s wife’s
sister ‘came to the house on a visit, and.
not having much else to do, she‘used to
amuse herself with me. I objected at
first, and vowed I’d rout myself out and
go to the hospital, but those two women
knew they had me where I was defence-
1ess, and they only laughed at me when
I growled, and fed me on daintics when
I was tactiturn and silent. I didn’t
want to eat their truck, but my appetite
was something astonishing, and it
forced me to overcome any prejudice I
might have formed.
Later my cousin’s wife‘s sister took to
reading to me, and she compelled me
to listen to her because she did have ex—
cellent taste in the matter of books.
and could read exceedingly well. As to
her voice, it was the sweetest I ever
heard, but, of course, she could have no
She was born with it.
Occasionally the members of the co
terie visited me, but not often, as the
very presence of women was disagree-
able to them. They oondoled with me,
however, and together we frowned
upon Providence for thus throwing me
into the hands of the enemy.
As time went by, and my cousin’s
wife's sister continued to read to me, I
unconsciously grew into the habit of
looking at her sitting on the low chair
near me, with her head bending over
the book, and I began to wonder what
she used on her hair to make it so wavy
and glossy, and when she would look
up occasionally and smile in response to
a laugh or remark of mine at something
she had read, I would have a queer
kind of a feeling, as if I were threat-
ened with some kind of heart trouble.
One day I asked the doctor about it
and he actually grinned. I say
“grinned.” because I mean “grinned.”
It wasn’t the kindly smile of the phy-
s.cian to a petulant patient, but a grin;
and 1 would have thrown him out of
the window had I been in my usual
health and strength. ,
The first day I walked out on my
crutches my cousin’s wife’s, sis:er ac
companied me, and I think I leaned
more on her than I did on the crutch.
‘ I am sure I did, as far as the crutch on
the side next to her was concerned.
During the first two or three weeks of
my imprisonment I had longed for the
time when I could get out once more
and join the coterie; then I began tc
think less about it, and now, when l
was ready to start forth on-rmy journey
once more, a free man, somehow 17011
that I was losing something. i .
I couldn’t quite understand it, and.
after my lately acquired fashion of re-
lying upon my cousin’s wife’s‘sister, J
asked her about'it.
Well, if’you will believe me, I was
never more surprised in my life than ’
was at the result of this simple questi )
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on my "cousin’s wife’s sister. She
blushed and stammered and said her
sister wanted her right away, and I just
stood still in my amazement. She had
always been such a help to me, and
now, in a little matter like this to go
all to pieces, almost made me lose con
fidence in her. Then she looked up at
me and all of a sudden I felt that old
heart trouble come back and—and—
and-—
I hope it is not necessary for me to go
into particulars. Suffice it to say that
between my cousin’s wife’s sister and
myself we managed to have the matter
satisfactorily explained.
But there was the Coterie and there
were those infernal resolutions! What
a tool a man can make of himself when
he is left to his" own devices, passes
finite comprehension, and almost crowds
the infinite to the wall. I, Thomas
Tommington, the Chief, had basely be~
trayed my trust, and concealment for
long was impossible. But I quickly de
termined that concealment was my
only hope, and with this hope in my
bosom I attended the Coterie’s banquet
in honor of my restoration to the
charmed circle.
What a hollow mockery that restora-
tion wasl
I was there and at the head of the
table, as befitted my relation to the
Coterie, but my spirits were elsewhere.
Still, I put a bold face on myself,.and
applauded to the echo every anti-female
sentiment that was uttered. I even
proposed a toast myself to the utter ob
literation of women. "
I thought it best to draw it strong,
and I did. However, at 9 o’clock I
pleaded that I .was not yet strong
enough to join in the late festivities, so,
I withdrew, and, shameless wretch that
Iwas, Ihurried to my cousin’s house
and sat up till 12 o’clock with my cous-
in’s wife’s sister.
At the next meeting of the Coterie I
began to feel that I was under suspicion.
Perhaps it was merely a» guilty con-
science, but I thought my bachelor
friends cooled when I appeared among
them.
I know that when John Temple pro-
posed the toast, “Earth would be heav-
en without women,” and I did not
empty my glass, every member present
looked directly at me and then at each
other. Any person of the most ordinary
sensitiveness knows how he feels under
such circumstances.
As time went by and suspicion grew
apace, it became evident to me that I
must get out of the Coterie. There
was no other honorable course left me.
I could see that there was no longer
harmony, and when I read our resolu-
tions', as I did religiously at every meet-
ing, they were greeted with silence.
At the next meeting, therefore, when
the time had come to open the exercises
with the resolutions, I rose in my place
and held up my hand for attention.
“Men and brethren,” I said solemn-
ly, “I shall not read the resolutions this
evening, nor shall Iread them again. I
have betrayed the trust you reposed in
me. I am no longer worthy to be your
Chief [great excitement] ; I—I—I—
brethren, all I can say is that I am to
be married three months from next
Monday.” [Vociferous applause]
1 was astonished at the reception of
my speech and explanation, and could
form no idea what action the Coterie.
would take.
Jack Forrest, as Vice-Chief, slowly
came to his feet, and, instead of look-
ing at me, as I feared he would, gazed
about on the other members.
“Gentlemen,” he said, “you have
heard the statement made by our
worthy Chief, and I cannot lead you in
action in the matter, in view of the
fact that I am to be married myself ten
weeks from next Tuesday.”
John Temple, next in authority, then
took the floor, and I could see that For
rest was even worse rattled than I
was.
“Fellow citizens,” said Temple—he
was a stump speaker in campaign times
—“I haven’t a word to say. I’m to be
married a month from to-morrow morn-
ing at 10 o’clock.”
Park, King, and O’Ryan seemed to be
dazed by this revelation, added to the
two that preceded it, and King rose in
response. ' '
“Gentlemen and brothers,” he said,
“I might be able to say what I thought
of the disclosures which have been
made here this evening, but really it
would be unbecoming for me to say
anything. My wedding is set for Wed
nesday two weeks.”
When King ceased Parke spoke up.
“ I can only say, gentlemen,” he said,
“that Ican offer no censure, for day
after tomorrow I am to be married to
the one woman in the world for me.”
This was rubbing it in. We who
had preceded Park felt that it was
enough to have confessed our crime
without glorylng in it, and when Arc
turus O’Ryan arose, I almost hoped
that he would scatbe Park with scorn.
. O’Ryan was the handsomest man in
the Coterie, and looked first at me, then
in turn at each of the others. I felt
that the lightnings of his wrath would
strike us all and strike hard, but I had
less fear than if I had had to stand the
blow alone. However, I unconsciously
braced myself as he began-speaking.
“Mr. Chief and fellow members of
the Coterie,” he said, “I am proud be-
yond all expression at what I’ve heard
here this evening. I had hoped that
you would set me, the youngest mem-
ber of the Coterie, a better example.
You are all to be married within three
months, while I, gentlemen—I, to whom
you haVe stood as exemplars—I, the
youngest man of you all, shall not
marry. ,
“No, gentlemen,” he fairly thun-
dered, “no, I shall not marry. It is not
necessary for me to marry. I was mar-
ried ten years ago. Congratulate me;
she’s the finest woman in the whole
world.”
And those remarkable resolutions had
been adopted less than a year pre-
viously!
Oh, woman! womanl—W. S. Lamp
ton in N. Y. Sun.
. is c'old.
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The most attractive things in fashion
this season are the unique combinations
of color and materials, and in the varied
accessories of dress, which are such a
conspicuous feature of the week. It is
all very suggestive of extravagance,
and yet all sorts of economies in dress
are brought about with unusual and
and fashionable results because of the
mixture of colors used in one gown.
Any combination between gauze and in-
expensive wool serge is permissable, and
odd lengths can be utilized more suc-
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dices different from the skirts and
sleeves. '
The whole tendency in dress materials
this season is to produce something
transparent enough to necessitate a silk
lining and display shot effects to good
advantage, but there is a new substitute
for silk called “suraline,” which has a
very pretty gloss and a. most industrious
sort of a rustle for those who cannot af-'
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The diversity in waists is exceeded
only by the surprising possibilities for
variety which the present revolution
in sleeves has brought forth. The
large puffs, so becoming to :most wom-
en and comfortable as well, must go
sooner or later; at least, so we are in-
formed, and meanwhile we are to be
consoled and diverted from the inevit-
able and final result by the medley of
styles presented for your use. The
gradual downfall of a favorite fashion
is an ingenious device of the dress d9“
signers to boom their business, since
change is the power which keeps them
moving—to which we periodically and
meekly submit. Their methods are
subtle and very pleasing, but they are
sure to produce the desired efiect; and
unless women rebel against the tight
sleeve, as they did. against the advent
of crinolene, they will soon have to en-
dure all its discomforts or be out of
fashion.
The smaller sleeves means narrower
' skirts and smaller hats to bring about a
correct proportion of size, so the dimin-
ished sleeve will be held responsible for
various changes in our attire.
One distinctive feature of the fash-
ionable sleeve is the length; and if you
would be strictly in the fashion, you
can have no medium between the very
long and the elbow sleeve which leads
the styles for all thin gowns. Butterfly
puffs, or drapery drawn through a knot
at the t0p of a tight sleeve, is one of the
prettiest of the newer styles, and then
there are double puffs with a band be
tween lengthwise puffs and puffs of
all sizes and kinds. Double frills of
lace surmounted by loops of satin
ribbon make a pretty finish for the top
of a close sleeve. All the tight sleeves
which have appeared thus far have
some sort of drapery or epaulet frills
falling over the arms at the top to dis-
tract one’s attention from the real thing
underneath, but some of the models are
very pretty, in spite of the future in
sleeves which they anticipate.
Good Cause for Blourning.
Perry Patettie—Pardner, is it possi-
ble you air wearin’ crape? Who fer?
Wayworn Watson—Perry, old man,
no less than 30,000 barrels of booze was
destroyed in oneifire the other night—-
Cincinnati Enquirer.
We wear the love of those about us
like an every day garment. It is only
when we lose it that we know the world .
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When six months old the breaking out
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I recommend all persons afflicted with
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MRS. AGNES C. BAILEY, Box 91, McVey-
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