How if you had been tried?
. E1110.
'JUOGE NOT.
sOh. men. who are good. who are honored am:
great ‘ ‘ ' ' '
Be kind to your brothers of lowly estate.
If masters, then be not in tasking severe.
If rulers, then rule men in love and not fear.
And if ye be fathers. wise, learned and strong
Lead the little'ones tenderly. slowly along.
Ere you sneer at the humble or punish the has .
Pause and think for awhile, “Put yourself it.-
their place!”
Fair lady,_so haughty, so chaste and so cold,
Kept safe from harm in love‘s sheltering fold.
Ere you turn from your frail, err-ing sister
with scorn,
"think how she was temptedand how she was
born.
Her ruin may date from asmile or kind Word.
The first that her poor, hungry heart ever
: heard.
'I‘hen pause ere you taunt her with sin and
disgrace~-
“Put yourself
in barn acel”
“Put yourself in their placel’.’ Yea. 113“
mercy on all ' . ,
Whethrough love or through hate, good or
evil shall fall;
Who knows in the light of a judgment divine.
Which soul shall be whitest, the sinner’s or
thinel '
. Fedr to judge lest' you stand at the heavenly,
door. .
1‘0 see harlots and publicans go in before,
While you cover with guilty confession your
face,
And cry when too late, to be put in their
place!
—Phcbe Cary.
', TRIAL BY FIRE.
The Major was one of the'many 'well-
born Englishmen who came to Califor-
nia with a younger son’s portion and a
small monthly allowance, and hOpe to
make a fortune on a vineyard or a
wheat ranch. * The plan always ‘looks
feasible in England, and the agent as-
sures his victim that the £1,000 will buy
a ten acre plot, plant vines, build a de-
cent bungalow and tide the owner over
until the 'vines shall bear and bring him
a harvest of good American gold.
The Maj or was going the way of many
of his English friends. The £1,000 leg-
acy was gone, and the monthly allow-
ance of £30 (which viewed from a dis-
tance, seemed large) always grew pain-
fully smallas it neared California" and
the debts it was always supposed to
cover.
It may be that the Major’s failure to
succeed in the grape business was not
the fault of the country, but that his
genial, unpractical nature was the true
obstacle to success. He was, in fact.
the most helpless Englishman who had
come to California to take care of him-
self.
The poor fellow became so convinced
of this after a short trial that he engaged
a man to act as valet to himself and in-
cidentially cook the meals for both. The
Major was a solitary bachelor then. The
gods alone know in what un propitious
moment he picked up Pete, to hang
about his neck, a millstone of inefficien
Cy. Pete’s poverty must have been his
recommendation and the Major’s pover-.
ty the excuse for keeping him. Pete had
about as much knowledge of laying out
and caring for a'man’s wardrobe as the
Major had of running a. ranch. The
consequence was that he often present-
ed himself at his friends’ houses in the ~
most surprising garb, a combination of
white duck trousers, black frock coat
and russet hunting boots being one Of
Pete's masterpieces. '
When the Major married Ellie Smith,
a pretty San Francisco girl, he pro-
moted Pete to be manager of the ranch,
and expended his grooming talents on
the pet mule. The Major’s wife was ar-
tistic. She had done some sketching,
and did some really clever bits. Her ad-
miring husband was sure that she pos-
sessed the divine afliatus, and conse-
quently much time was devoted to art
and little to ranching.
But this was not without protest from
one individual. Not that he was dis-
turbed fromdack of work. but poor Pete
was oftener than not the unwilling
'model for Ellie’s clever studies. One day
rPete posed for “The Man With the
Hoe.” His temper was particularly
tried on that occasion, for he had taken
up his tool with the honest intention of
weeding the primitive vegetable gar-
den.
Though he had scudded through the
back yard and climbed the rear fence,
he had not counted on meeting his mis-
tress in the barnyard. ' He began to
wrestle with the weeds and pretended
not to see her. His education, how-
ever, did not include a sight of Millet’s
picture, or he would have flown down
the mountain side in utter despair.
“Stop, stop, Pete, right there. Don’t
move an inch,” called the sweet voice
that drove him to madness. “Kenneth,”
Ellie called to her husband, “look. Isn’t
it wonderful? The lights, the pose, the
very'landscape like—~”
“ ‘The Man With the Hoe,’ shouted
Major, gleefully. ‘ “I’ll get your paints
Hold on Pete,” and before that
honest son of toil had time to Collect his
scattered senses, he found himself pos-
ing in a. very uncomfortable attitude,
with the Napa Valley lying at his feet
and the MajOr's familiar phrases ring-
ing in his ears—“fine pose—jolly good
su‘bj ect—d elicious coloring. ”
After Pete posed for a hundred or
more indifferent works of arts without
names, he began to think Of deserting
his master and leaving him ;: to a just
and awful fate. But this stupendous
blow was averted by the arrival of
Brompton Edwards, another English-
man, who had come to learn ranching
under the direction of his father’sold
friend, the Major.
Alter a week had been given up to
driving his protege about the valley and
introducing him to the English colony, '
the Major returned to his daily routine
of pruning olive trees and digging out
worm eaten grape vines. Ellie soon dis-
covered in the young man’s clean cut
features and fine athletic figure an en-
tirely new field for art study, and Ed-
wards found the time pass more pleas- —
antly as a model than as an embryo
rancher.
most of the daylight hour. When
Brompton was not posing for a wild
Norseman or; a Greek here, he was sit- ,
ting very close to Ellie, criticising. in ‘
Soft, care>sing tones. ”the sketches 0!
0f himself which she had been doing luau“
They were together during
Without actually straying from the path
of duty, Ellie was treading on danger-
ously uncertain territory; ._
" She quite frankly admitted to herself
that she was pretty and charming, and,
being Of that mind, she did not repress
comparisons between her husband and
the younger man. , “ ' :,
Matters had arrived at a state when
a, warm hearted. but vain young woman
needed a. friend with the strength to
hold up a good, powerful, unrelenting
mirror for her to gaze into. Pete could
have held up the -mirror with right
good will, but he did not know how. In
those days he followed" the MajOr With
dog like devotion. wherever he 'went,
and only'glowered when Ellie came out
to the orchard one morning with her
paints and succeeded in bringing upon
herself a scolding from her over‘indulg
ent husband.
She held her head very high and stiff.
and marched over the hill some distance
away, where she seated herself and pre-
tended to sketch, but was in reality
nursing her injured feelings to keep
them alive. The Major watched her
disappear with a. pained expression on
his good natured face, and then went
dejectedly into the house. .
Pete was deeply incensed against El-
, lie, and made another solemn vow to
desert the ranch. It was the ninety and
ninth time he had done so. and this
time he sealed the vow with an oath.
The long grass on the hills was burn-
ed and crisp, and Ellie was daubing
yellow ochre and burnt umber over her
canvas with vicious strokes. She was
not giving any attention to her work,
however. for an athletic form stood be-
tween her and the landscape, and she
was indulging in a very foolish day
dream. To do the little woman justice,
she was not in love with Brompton, but
her vanity had been stimulated to such
wonderful activity by his youthful gal-
lantries that she fancied he was deeply
infatuated with her. She wondered if
he would ever tell her that he loved
her. ..If she could only have some test
of his love what a satisfaction it would,
be. ‘
Over on the mountain side, a half a
mile away, Peteleaned on his h'oe and
watched a thread of fire crawling, like
a red snake, through the underbrush.
He only knew too well that no human
power could stop it, and that within a
few minutes the gentle breeze would
cause a flying spark to fall upon the
long dry grass, and puff l—the crawling
snake would become a great swirlingr
galloping mass of flame and smoke, and
would pass over the very place Where
,Ellie sat sulking and dreaming.
Pete had firmly determined to leave
the ranch. He had- washed his hands
of these people. He would not—but the
grass was on fire, and Pete made a dash
for the house, yelling at the top of has '
lungs for the Major.
The volume of smoke was rising high ,
when Ellie rose to her feet and sniffed
the air. Before she could gather up her
paints a thin rim of fire ran along the -
top of the little hill above her. .The
small birds and insects rose from the
ground with a whir, and scattered
down the hillside.
Ellie glanced quickly backward, and
.saw the fire licking up the grass as it
bore down up on her and the smoke roll-
ing heavenward in dense, sooty clouds.
She did not lose her presence Of mind,
but remembered a small plowed field a
short distance Oflt', where the flames
could not reach her, and ran nimbly
down the hill, with her fluttering skirts
gathering cockle burs and stickler weed
as she sped.
When she was fairly on the ploWed
ground and gasping for breath, she saw
the young Englishman tearing along
the hill at a frantic rate. Through the
smoke he looked pale and frightened.
Ellie felt a thrill of satisfaction; here
was the longed for proof of his love, he
thought she was in danger and had
come to her rescue. A deep blush mount-
ed to her cheeks and her heart beat to
suffocation. But he did not seem to see
her. It was evident to her he was
crazed with fear and would plunge into
the fire in search for her. Merciful God!
he wouldbe burned.
“Brompton!” she screamed;
Brompton, I am here, safe!”
The fire was very close, and she had
to throw herself 'flat on the ground to
escape being burned. She gave one
more despairing cry as she felt the hot
breath scorch her clothing:
“Brompton: Brompton!
ton!”
A great wave of smoke and flame
swept around the edges of the plowed
ground. and for a minute nothing could
be seen or heard. Fortunately‘for Ellie,
the dry grass burned like tinder, and
the fire was soon roaring down the hill
toward the valley.
When Ellie, choked and frightened,
lifted-her head, She saw the thin, long,
scantily clad legs of herhusband bound-
ing over the blackened earth toward
her. His duck trousers were smeared
with soot, and he had a wet blanket
around his shoulders. He could not
utter a. word, but caught Ellie in his
arms and burst into stifled sobs.
‘ “dear
Bromp-
Back of them was heard the voice of '
Brompton.
“Hello, there, Major,” he called; “I
had a very narrow squeak of it. My
hammock and books are burned to tim-
der‘by this time. By J ore, old fellow,
you are burned yourseif, aren’t you‘-
Your wife was safe enough. Iknew she
could take care of herself.” .
"Well, well,” gasped Pete, who ha
stumbled up the hill with a bundle of
wet sacks, "I never Wes so plaguey
scared in my life. Thought you’d be
burned sure, Miss Ellie. Me an’ the
.Major’ll have a fine time next week-
clearing—--—” '
For Pete had reconsidered his ninety ?
and ninth vow. Indeed‘ it was only a
week later when he was speculating ii 3
there was over a happier couple than
the Major and his ELlie. And Pete
beamed as he thought of the ignoble'
part Brompton Edwards played on thc .
any of the fire—San Francisco Argo-f
A
was. HE WAS TOUGH. . V, '
'wunam Sickles Swan: Setauket Lakewich .
the Mercury at. 18.
William Sickles, of 'S'etauket, a. »
New York Sun says, made sixty dollars
by swimming Betauket Lake one~of the
coldest nights in February last. _
Ellis H. Davis, Dr. Bates, and James
Fallon, all well-known Setauket men,
were talking with Sickles on various
matters, when the conversation. turned
upon the "death'of a 1 horse from expos-
ure in the .water.
could stand more exposure than a
horse, and when ,his statement was
laughed at, headded; ‘
“I’ll bet I can swim acress“‘Setauket
Lake.” ' ,
“Bet you can’t,” cried the others in
unison. ' ’
“Put up your money and I’ll do itto-
night.” . ' ’ '
“Nonsense,” cried Dr. Bates; “even if
you got over you’d be so injured by the
exposure that your life would be in dan-
ger.” -
“I’ll bet that I can swim across that
lake tonight and not hurt myself. If
you fellows have got enough sporting
blood to make 3 worth While, speak
up.” ‘ '
“I’ll put twenty on,” said Davis.
“I’ll go another twenty,” put inFal-
lon, and Dr. Bates said that as long as
asthe others were going in he might as
well, though he warned Sickles against
the attempt.
“That‘s all right,” said the young
man, “I’ll take the risk and the‘ bet.
My sixty will be ready. I’ll meet you
at half past 7 at Davis's Hotel. I’ll un?
dress there and swim across to Hudson’s
Mill. One of you fellows can be there
with a blanket and a pair of shoes for
me.” .
At the hour named the four men met
at the appointed place. Sickles quickly
undressed, wrapped himself in a blan-
ket, and started for the shore on a run.
Davis had preceded him to get ready a
boat in case of necessity. The ther-
mometer stood at 18°. It was light
enough for the men to see the outlines
of Hudson’s Mill plainly. .
“I’ll make a beeline for that.” said
Sickles, “and I’ll get there pretty fast.
All ready; here goes.”
He flung oflf the blanket and ran out
on the ice until it gave way under his
feet, then plunged forward head first.
There was a. great Splash, a snort, a
loud puffing, and then the sound of
water parting under the rapid strokes
of the.swimmer. .
“How is it out there?” called one of
the men on shore.
“Whoop! . Wet—pufif—puff—g'ct to
the other side.”
The three ran around carrying blan-
ket and shoes, and waited, calling out,
from time to time to make sure that
the swimmer was all right. Every
time the answer came back strong and
cheery. Presently a. voice from out of
the water cried:
“Hey! I’m up against ice!” and then,
“All right, I’m past it. Here’s bottom.
Give me a hand, ‘you fellows.” . ' = ,
They helped him up on the fringe 0
ice, wrapped him in the blanket, put on
his shoes, poured whiskey down him;
and ran him around to the hotel. Then
they asked him how hefelt. '
“Elegant,” he replied. “Haven’t felt
as much alive in ten years. At first
when I struck the‘water I felt a sort of
electric shock, needles pricking into me
and all that sort of thing, but that was
500.; over, and all the rest was easy.
What time. did I make?” _
“Four minutes and a half,” replied
one of the others, who had kept the
time.
The bet wasn’t paid immediately, but
when, after three days Sickles was still
in fine condition, without even a. cold in
the head, the others settled up. -By
way of putting a fine finishing touch of
contrast to his swim, Sickles went out
on Monday night and walked over the
entire course which he had swum on
the previous night. It was frozen to a
safe-bearing thickness. ‘
The Best She Ever Heard.
“The best ‘dinner. yarn’ that I ever
heard,” observed a woman, “was the
story of the young man who was much
in love with a. certain young woman,
but hadn’t the courage to tell her so.
One evening they were dining outto
gether, and it so happened that a hated
rival took the-girl in to dinner. Some-
thing in the rival’s manner made the
bashful lover suspect that the rival in-
tended to propose to the girl that very
evening. As the dinner progressed the
lover became absolutely sure of this,
and, spurred on by necessity, he resolved
to put his own fortunes to the test, and
at once. Tearing a leaf from his note-
book he accordingly scribbled a line or
we, folded it and gave it to the neareSt
servant with a. “Hand that to the lady
in blue.” (There was fortunately but
one such at the table. Or matters might
have been complicated.) The~ girl re-
ceived the note, opened it and read:
‘Will you be my Wife?’ followed by his
name. He had forgotten to send the
pencil, however. But the girl was as
ready as the man was rattled, and she
‘ turned to the servant and said, calmly:
‘Just tell the gentleman yes.’ ”-—-Eve7_
ning’ Sun. - , .
Napoleon Founded Good Roads.
France is One of the best paved coun-.
tries in the world. The first Napoleon
instituted and carried out a road system
which gave France the roads which are
"lasting monuments to the Napoleonic
foresight and shrewdness. These roads, »
always passable and reaching all the
centres‘of population, are competitors
of the railways.
. As Usual.
Agatha—Charley is tickled with his.
new mustache, isn’t he?
Marie—Yes, but (with a shy blush)
nothalf as much as I am.——Clairmont_
National Eagle. .
Count Magre, the dwarf husband of ,
Mrs. Tom Thumb, has ordered a bicycle. '
His height is thirty inches. and the bi-
cycle, which is to be made to order, will
weigh less than ten pounds. ‘ -
Sickles said. a man-
'1
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, Runnels/my ILLNESS: ,,
Diagnosis Correct.
who ‘arev‘carrying around imaginary ail-
ments and who really believe them-
selves as badly afflicted as they assert.
Some curious cases have been noted.
A lady had been confined to her bed
for many months’wit'h an illness which
'ivholly deprived her of the use of‘ her
lower limbs. The doctor who attended
her failed to discover ,theqnature of the
’becn attributable to several causes.
wing calculated to threw a light on the
matter, and the medical practitioner,
after patient and exhaustive analysis
that the illness was imaginary.
ion to himself, proof was eventually
forthcoming as to‘ the accuracy of his
view. Being lifted in the sheets out of
her bed one day, while the mattress
was rearranged, the lady surprised her
attendants by suddenly jumping from
the couch on which she had been tem-
porarily placed, with a loud expression
of alarm. It was discovered that 'she
had been laid upon a needle cushion in-
advertentlyleft on the sofa, and that
the sharp points of several needles had
pressed violently into her back. The
contretemps revealed the fact that she
could stand easily.
Pat Lowei'ed H15 Voi'co.
Father O’Halloran .had a. telephone
put into the parsonage in connectiOn
with the church and the parochial
school. Patrick McFee, his reverence’s
handy man, was instructed in the use
of the instrument, and it was only the
next day when Pat, dusting out the
church, heard the ringing of the tele-
phone bell. Taking down the receiver,
Pat was pleased to hear Father O’Hal-
loran’s familiar voice asking him some-
thing or other about his work. In es-
saying to answer he remembered that
his reverence was a long way off, and
therefore he shouted into the trans-
mitter at the top of his voice.
“I don’t understand you, Patrick,"
said the telephone. .
Patrick tried again with no bette
success. On his third trial he came
near splitting the telephone, but again
came Father O’Halloran’s voice, “I
can’t hear what you’re” saying, Pat-
rick.”
Pat had by this time lost something
of his patience. and, as he stood gather
ing his breath for a fourth blast, h.
couldn’t help soliloquizing, in a lov
tone: “Ah, may the divil fly away wioI
the ould fool!” 'lBut Pat dropped the
telephone like a hot potato and fell 1..
his knees in dismay when ‘he heard
Father O’Halloran’s voice once again:
“Now Ihear you perfectly, Patrick?"
-—-Boston ' Transcript. .
Why Cuba Rebels,
Mr. Elbert Rappleye, staff correspon-
dent of the Mail and Express, gives in
“brief the reasons why the Cubans fight—
taxes, debt, discrimination against them
-in trade, oppression; disfranchisement.
Of the twenty- six millions paid in taxes,
barely 2 per; cent. goes to the Island it-
self. The Cuban pays twice what a
Spaniard pays in Europe, and gets ab-
solutely nothing in return. A debt of
four hundred millions' is laid on the
people of Cuba, the heaviest tax ' by
nearly twofold of any country in the
world. And meanwhile “the ports are
practically closed to foreign commerce."
Shipments, even of American flour. go
first to Spain and afterwards to Cuba.
All this cost is added to the goods the
Cuban buys. It is shown further that
by the election laws only about three in
a hundred of the Cubans have a. vote.
Scarcely one has ever’ sat in the Spanish
Cortes. All the Oflices are held by Span-
iards, and the corruption among oflicials
is almost beyond belief. Even the re-
forms sometimes reluctantly granted
by the Cortes are not carried out. Cam-
enforcement.
_.——..._
Pleasant to the Visitor.
“Is Mrs. Harkins at home?” asked the
caller.
“Physically, Madame,” returned the
educated butler, “she is. As an abstract
question the fact cannot be denied; but
in your relation to your desire to see
ascertained Mrs. Harkin’s wishes in the
matter. Pray be seated, until I have
received advices from above. ”—Har-
per’s Bazar.
A Matter of Recent. .
Sapsmith—The first thing the phren-
ologist said when he began to examine
my cwanium was: “What a head i"
,Grimshaw—Are you sure he did not
say: “What. a head?”—Truth.
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parts life and energy to every nerve,
organ and’ tissue of the body. The
necessity of taking Hood’s Sarsaparilla
to every one, and, the good it will do you
is equally beyond question. Remember
. ' sarjs’apor‘iua:
Is the best-in fact the One True Bloodrurmer.
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‘ The Ranch Cufe Proved the Physician’s.
affection, which might ordinarily have.
Examination," however, revealed noth-‘
and attention, came to the conclusion
"Although he discreetly kept this opin- ‘
pos himself did not dare guarantee their >
her, I cannot say definitely until I have ’
, It is often the forerunner of serious ill-x
for that tired feeling-is therefore apparent .
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