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is apparent:
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A SA CRIFICE.
(By Martha Alberta, Freeman.)
Margaret sat on the vine-clad porch
smoothing the crumpled page's of 1:116
manuscript in her lap with a tender
caressing touch. Hamilton, coming
slowly up the long walk, wished hr
had not pledged himself to show Mar
garet that Harold Fairfax was 1101
‘the man she supposed him to be.
They talked of I0ther things for 2
while; but at last he succeeded ir
bringing Hanorhd’s name into the corn
versation, and almost before he knew
it he was unravelling the mystery 01
the manuscript.
Margaret looked at him with astom
ishc—d eyes.
“How many times, " she said tremu-
lously, “I have passed him on the
street and pump ely didnt see him
Oh, if I had omy known that Hare-f
liad gonr; into that burning 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 or e1 have
the use of his arm again ‘2" '
“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-
view-s again, and putting the finiShing
touches on his story. If is the best
thing that he has ever done. He in-
tends to enter the Times prize con:
test.”
As Hamilton talked on he became so
enthusiastic that Margaret saw Harold
with his friend’s eyes.
“I am going to write to Harold to
night,” she said, “and tell him that 1
am sorry for our foolish quarrel. If I
can, I will thank him for what he has
done for me.”
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John Hamilton sat by the window.
smoking, sometimes looking down into
the almost deserted street. sometimes
letting his gaze fell upon Harold Pair-
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 theivisit to their old home
at Fairville, and about \Iar‘gaiet but
he said nothing concerning the marnu
script.
Just then a letter was brought to
Harold. He held it close to the win-
dow to get light enough to read it. His
face was bright when he finished.
“Hamilton," he said with a laugh, “I
told you‘not to tell her I sent that
manuscript and I especially warned
you against telling her about the won
derful a1 n1 ”
“But you know you are glad that I
did.”
Twilight deepened into night. They
talked of the literary prize contest,
and of Harold’s chances of success;
they talked, too, of Margaret. Hamil-
ton said her story was inferior to Har-
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-
ing of many things.
Hamilton puffed away, seeing noth-
ing, 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.
' “By the way, Fairfax, as your story
is ready, you had better send it in. The
time is short 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 one more chance to win, one less
to lose the prize.”
John Hamilton was staggered. He
was stricken dumb for a second, then
he broke into a torrent of expostulra-
**
tlon, rebuke, persuasion. but to no
purpose. Nothing could shake Harold‘s
resolution
a: a: e a: a It
Margaret’s story won the prize, and
among the many letters 6f congratula-
tion which she received, not one was
more heartfelt and sincere than Har-
old’s.
She was not at all pufled up by her
success, and could |not show her gunfi-
tude sufficiently to Harold for rescuing
her manuscript fnom the fire; her
distress that he still carted his arm in
the sling was genuine; but Harold
knew that her feeling for him was only
gratitude, and Hamilton knew it, too.
Hamilton was between two fires at
this time; torn and tortured by the
conflicting voices of love and friend-
ship. "
As he sat opp0site Margaret, one
evening, the resolved to tell her of Her-
old’s self-immolartion. It was hard to
.do; he was 10th to disturb thergirl’s
rejoicing over her success, and he was
more 10th to make HsmoldIa hero in
her eyes. But ,«he remembered a_time
when 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
sper thinking of Harold, étwith
hislarm Lin aasling, and so pale and
We n,“I feel that I ought to love him
as ‘e loves me. But I can ’t!” she said,
a (gr aelittle pause. “I can ’t!” And
argaretp the self-possessed, laid her
head on the table and sobbed.
That ,Was ,too much for Hamilton’s
resolution. Almost before he'knew it
hflw as imploring her to dry her tears.
é LYlng he would make it all right—-
V.—_-- “.
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though he probably could not have told
just what henmeant by thataamd tell
ing her how much he longed to make
all things right for her, and asking for
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‘I
Hamilton, who Was bending over her
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.
“Har01d, 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 proffered hand.
“Your friendship will always be my
most valuable possession, Margaret,”
he said, and again turned to go, with-
out looking 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 ”——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;
but there was nothing to tell. I had
resolved never to speak to her of my
love, feeling that you hadxthre 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
111111 made for her, and—”
Harold interrupted him, and held out
his hand with his old winning smile.
“My dear fellow, you' couldn’t have
done otherwise. With all my heart I
congratulate you and wish you h'appiI
ness.”
He went out, and Hamilton, watch-
ing him as he disappeared down the
moonlit street, murmured to himself, -
“He is a beti'ier man than I, but I
would not change places with him‘"
A Punctual Judge.
Judge Magui re, one of the California
members, is a good story teller, and
when the Judge sits down in one of
the cloak rooms to enjoy his cigar half
a dozen of his colleagues will aiv. ays
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 OCC’dl'l 'ed in
some court or other on 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 him to fine an attorney,
$10 for being late as many minutes,
and read him a long lecture besides.
No excuse was accepted for being
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. IWhen the Judge
appeared he was greeted with numer-
ous sarcastic inquiries about his
health. He paid no attention to these
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 the
court.’ Then he took $10 out of his
pocket and handed it to the clerk, add-
ing, ‘and please mark it paid.‘ "—-
,Washington Post. '
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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 awful
catastrophe. Massart, however,
held for weeks been posting himself on
the .West by reading wild stories of
'zona life: believed that the tnain
11 been attacked by. Apache Indians,“
whom be 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.
poked his head out from his berth. the
Pullman porter- entered the car to alI
lay the fears of the singers. In the
dim light IMassart mistook the dark
visage ‘of the porter for that of an __ _
‘ instrument.
Apache chief. Wrapping himself in
mnnyEbedclothIes to form a shield.
against the anticipated arrows of the
toil f'meiiflhe leaped from his berth to
center oftthe car, and hurled his
boot at the porter.
“You sail kill-.me before you molest
Zeseladies. I gif myheart blood for
dem',”..=he shouted, with tragic heroism,
in Ihis’best English, not knowing that
Arizona Indian-s understood French.
Then :1". Massart .5 fell forward, half
dead with‘frlght, the bedclothescare-
fully .pul over his head. It required
repeated assurances to convince the
opera ,singer that he had not been
slain. ‘==’A day hater, at Banning. he saw
a'real Arizona Indian, by daylight.
Since the: it has not been safe to re-
fer to the op ode in ‘Mnssart’s pres-
once—588.11 ctsoo News Letter.
who ‘
Just as he cautiously ’
RACING BY HERSELF.
RECORD BREAKING PERFORMANCES
OF THE MARE, MARION MILLS.
The Intelligent Animal Does Her Work
“‘ithout Guidance or Prompting. She
Paced a. line in 2:06 Ill-Sand Then
Looked Up Her Groom.
A beautiful, blooded more, that paces
against time and record on ordinary
courses without driver, rider or
prompting of any kind, and yet fol-
lows every regulation of the race
track, is the latest marvel of the sport-
ing World. The mare is named Ma.-
11011 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, W'is'. '
It is only recently. that Mr. Athearn
conceived the novel idea of having his
mare go through her paces alone. He
took hei to the track at Oshkosh for a
trial, and the first mile was travelled
in a mariner which convinced her
01111e1t11at 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,
11o urging, no interference or prompt-
ing of the more '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-
closed or not. 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 110 demonstra-
tion from the grand stand ever makes
her lose here stride or even slow up.
After passing the wire Marion 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. W’hen blanketed she is
returned to the starter for recognition,
and views the applauding grand stand
crowds with an air of conscious pride
and evident satisfaction at, their up-
preciaticn.
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
maies of 2:06 1—2, held by Pearl C.
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 Humbl tonian. Thus
it will be sec 11 she comes from a fast
strain of stock,,.1.1d is nafumlly en-
titled fo the great speed honors she
has already attained. But if. 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 imporI
,tuuate insurance'agents are, and how
difficult it is‘to get rid of them. This
sto1y is told of the superintendent of
a found1y who was approacned by an
unusuallv talkative 11g orent for peihaps
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 braiding
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 !” But the agent could
only say “Good-bye.”——Golden Days.
A Last Eesort. .
One day Gounod, on entering the
room of Rossi, found him thumping
I the piano with all his might, but draw-
ing the most discordant noise from the
“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 s” replied
the Italian. “But the score is upside
down.” “That’s true,” was the re-
tort; “I had it the other way up at
fi1',st but couldn’t make head 01' 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. .
“I wonder,” he said at last, “where
the idea originated that we are de-
scended from Jgiraffes or ”show
Chicago Post.“
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A LARGE MAGNET.
Is Used in Searching for Metal which May
Have Gotten Into the Eye.
Almost everybody knows that the
best way of extracting metal particles
from the eye is by the use of a hand
magnet. The idea, however, of em-
ploying for this purpose a magnet of
sufficient power to lift 16 pounds
seems :11 first somewhat hard to com-
prehend, but such an eye doctor has
been found the best, adapted to the re-
quirements of a New York hospital.
The eye is brought close to the mag-
net, which is 24 inches long, and if the
particle of metal is merely adhering to
the surface of the eye-ball, instead of
penetrating the tissue, it leaps in a
twinkling from the eye-ball to the
magnetic surface. It is, however, in
cases in which the metal is imbedded
in the eye that the special usefulness
of the powerful magnet is seen. In
such cases the gouge or b'istoury has
to be used, and formerly the surgeon
was unable to locate the speck, and of-
ten bad to cause the patient great
pain, even when the eye had been co-
cainized, before the extraction could
be made. Now the 'whereabouts of
the foreign substance is told in a sec-
ond. The attraction of the magnet
causes the surface of the eyeball be-
neath which the bit of metal is lodged
lo bulge out, showing the exact posi-
tion of the particle, and the surgeon
inserts his instrument without the
slightest fear of having made a mis-
l:ake.—~St. James Globe-Democrat.
Whales are Hard to Find.
The motive which has begun a new
period of Antarctic explorations is
very evident and definite, indeed. The
supply of right whales has practically
given out in the north, owing to the
over-demand caused by the high price
of whalebone. The oil. to be‘sure, is
not worth mrly so much as in the
palmy days of New Bedford and her
sturdy Whalers, by reason of the cheap
oroduction of its ri a1, petroleum. But
:he bone is sold at $5 per pound and
I right whale may have in his capa-
alous jaws a whole ton of the precious
tommodity. With each 'animal 'fur-
sis-hing a small fortune for a seafaring
Iran, it is not surprising, in these days
of harpoon guns and steamships, that
the Arctic Ocean has been plundered
if its whale wealth. So Whalers are
turning their attention to the waste of
unexplored waters—Scribner's. . '
Death in a Love Letter.
Miss Helen Musgrave of Cameron
township, found death in a letter to
her lover. While moistenlng the back
of the' envelope preparatory to seal-
:lng it the young girl’s tongue was
slightly lacerated, which resulted in
blood poisoning, from which she died
on Sunday—Philadelphia Record.
Furnishing tlio Example.
“Who is that young woman near the
other end of the table who has been
talking about correct taste in art?”
“Which young wonmn? There are
several. ”
“The one with the wooden toothpick
in her mouth. "—Chlcago Tribune.
Helpless as to the Bread.
Captain Bliss was like all seamen,
a strict disciplinarian, and his crew
yespected him beyond measure. Not
one of them would have dreamed of
the law; things must be done
shape” under his rule.
One day, while the ship was in a
certain port, the captain gave a d111-
ner to some town acquaintances, and
as the resources of the ship were not
great, some of the sailors were de-
puted to wait on the 'table to reinforce
As these men were not used to such
work, each one was told exactly What
service would fall to his share.
The hour came and the dinner went
merrily, 011. Presently, however, one
of the ladies wanted a piece of
bread. There was none very near
her, and the finely disciplined stew—
ards seemed to be quite oblivious to
her need. She turned her head and
spoke very softly to the man at her
elbow.
“Bread, please!” she said.
He looked regretfully at the bread,
and then at her. It was evident that
he would fain have helped her if it
had- been in his power. He saluted
in fine naval style. '
“Can’t do it, ma’am,” said be. I’m
told off for ’taters."
3,000 Dinner Invitations.“ '
THE ORIGINAL
Stamped II BOSS” , .
Always the Same
Wales receing annually 3,000 invita-
tions to dinner from people having the
social right to entertain him. It is ob-
vious that but few of these can be ac-
cepted, but such acceptance is a great
honor.
When he signifies his royal pleasure
to attend, the host must forward alist
of the guests to the Marlborough
House. If for any reason any of these
are objectionable to his Royal High-
ness, the fact is so stated, the list re«
..turned, and the name or names at
once eliminated. This system avoids
many unpleasant consequences, and is,
moreover, an additional honor to the
guests who attend, for they may thus
snow that they are personally accept-
lble to the first gentleman of Europe;
-C<u. Ghicago Record.
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Tongue Twisters. "' .
Six thick thistle sticks. "" {11
Flesh of freshly fried flying fish.
The sea ceases, but it suflicetb us.
Give Grimes Jim’ s great gilt gig
Whip.
Two toads, totally tired, tried totrot
to Tedbury. , I f
Strict, strong, Stephen Stringer,
snared six sickly silky snakes.
' She stood at the door of Mrs. Smith’s
fisbsauce shop, welcoming him in.
SWan sWam over the sea;
swan, swim; swan swam back again;
well swum swan.
A haddock, a haddock, a black-
spotted haddock, a black spot on the
black back of a. black-spotted haddock.
Susan shineth shoes and socks; socks
and shoes shines Susan. She ceaseth
shining shoes and socks, forshoes and
socks shock Susan—Chatterhnr. .
interpreting a command otherwise,
than according to the strict letter of“
“ship— II
the insuflicient number of stewards. '
‘It is estimated that the Prince of I
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