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If all who hate would love us.
And all our loves were true,
The stars that swing ab ve us
VYould brighten in the blue;
If cruel words were kisses.
And every scowl a smile,
A bettex w orld than this 13
Would hardly be worth while;
If purses would untighten
To meet a brother’s need
The load we beanwould lighten
Above the grave of greed.
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If those who whine would whistle,
And those who languish laugh,
The rose w ould rout the thistle.
The grain outrun the chaff; 2
If hearts were only jolly, '
If grieving were forgot. .
And tears and melancholy
Were things that now are not—
Then love would- kneel to Duty.
Add all the world would seem
A bridal bower of beauty.
A dream within a dream. “up. ;;f'_.—-,
If men would oease to worry,
And women cease to sigh.
And all be glad to bury
Whatever has to die—
If neighbor spake to neighbor.
As love demands of all,
The rust would eat the sabre,
The spear. stay on the wall;
Then every day would glisten,
And every eye would shine.
And God would pause to listen.
And life would be divine.
—James New ton Mat heWI.
AT BAR HARBOR.
BY ARTHUR W. TARBELL.
It was yesterday, after an. interval
of four years. I had not seen him since
we parted last on Commencement day,
and had wished each other good luck
on what was coming. In my case it
was a medical course at one of the Ger-
man universities; in his, a few years’
sojourn at the law school in Cam-
bridge. Those years had now passed.
I was about to become a full-fledged
M. D., and Phil—lazy, good-natured,
joking Phil Wheeler, the man who led
his class (in smoking rank tobacco)—
was about to call himself a lawyer. A
lawyer—I laughed every time I thought
of it; for while Phil was the best fellow
in the world when it came to brewing
a delectable punch or to doing the fas-
cination talk act to a shy country maid-
en at her first swell dinner, yet he had
no more the making of even a medio-
cre barrister in him than has many
another good fellow, ‘who thinks him-
self cut out by destiny for the bar.
However, Phil had always been one
of my best chums, and, of course, I
was downright glad to find myself
sauntering into the old “Yard” at
Cambridge once more, and on the
point of‘yelliug: “Oh, Phil Wheeler!”
up to his window in Holworthy, just
as I had done so many times before
during our undergraduate days.
After my yell I waited a few mo-
ments to see if he was in. Up the
window presently slammed, and a fa-
millaiuenough looking head was thrust
out to see who had called. It had been
so long since Phil had either seen or
heard from me that he failed at first
to recognize me; but it was only for
a second; then, when he saw who
it was, his face cracked into a thous-
and creases, and he shouted lustily
down-—
“F0 or heaven sakes, Jack Fenway,
is that you? Come up quick!”
So up I went to receive one of those
old-time greetings that leaves a man’s
right arm sore for a week afterwards.
But I skip all this and come to the
point of the story.
On entering the room I had notice
a letter lying open upon the table. Evi-
dently I had interrupted Phil in the
midst of it, so, after we had exhausted
and lived thr0ugh the opening borne
bardment of usual questions, I glanced
at the note again and told Phil to flu-
ish it.
He smiled and picked it up.
“Oh, yes, that reminds me,” he said,
“I’ve got something to tell .you. Here’s
a letter from Miss Laucaster—youqe-
member that girl I met down at Bar
Harbor my sophomore vacation?” ,
“Do I? Don’t I? Gad! man, she was
a dream—to you. And if my memory
doesn’t play me false I believe you did
nothing (but dream of her that Whole
winter. At any rate you did deuced
little studying.”
“Yes, Jack, she was a nice girl. I
always thought a good deal of her.”
And Phil’s face bioke into one of those
mischievous smiles that were inimit-
able with him.
I had-11’ t seen one of those smiles for
years, but I remembered on the spot
that I never liked those particular ex-
pressions of his, for I had learned
by experience that they were generally
a prelude to some act of deviltry, an
unconscious hint on his part to show
that the fellow was dangerously near
the point of springing one of his ex-
asperating joke-s. I remembered es-
pecially one of the last times that I
had seen such a smile on his amused
face. It had been at a dance near his
home when he introduced me to a
young lady he was very anxious to
have me meet. As I crossed the hall
with my arm in his, he had whispered.
“She’s an old friend of mine, Jack;
a trifle gay, but sound at heart So
pitch in and make yourself doubly
agreeable for my sake, old man.”
And I remembe1 I immediately pro-
ceeded to do so by fli1tin1g disgrace-
fully with her the whole evening—just
for my chum’s sake, you know. The
other fellows were crazy with me for
monopolizing her;
the way they kept watching us. :One
fellow especially stood out all the
dances behind some palms, savagely
twisting his mustache with one hand
and the other plunged desperately
down into his trousers pocket. He
looked unspeakable things at me all
the time I was dancing with her, but
I only laughed in my sleeves and pit-
ted the poor fellow. And so the event
ing passed. Finally the last waltz
came, and just as I was congratulat-
ing myself. on having scored one in"
Phil’s favor—and incidentally one in
my own—who should come up to us
I could see it from »
um- .
in the midst of a delightfully exclusive
tetc-‘netete but Phil, with the man who
stood out the'dances on his arm. ‘
“011, Jack,” he calmly andsuavely
exclaimed, “before you Ego, ‘I want
very much to introduce to , you. my
niend‘s husband, Mr. Huntington—Mr.
It'enway.”
So you see I know what those smiles
generally meant. Still, that was sev-
eral years ago, and Phil was now re-
miniscing about Miss Lancaster.
“Yes, Jack, I always thought a good
deal of that girl.”
He repeated this, wondering why I
had not answered him before.
“Yes, I know you did. And do you
remember that Thanksgiving we went
'on to New York to see the Yale-
Princeton game, and you took me to
' call on her?”
“Sure, that was just after the sum-
mer I first met her. And I remember,
too, that you were not so powerfully
taken with the original as you had
been with her photo on my desk.”
“No, and I’ve always wished I’d
never made that call. Then I would-
n’t have'known her, and all those
heated discussions we used- to have
about the girl’s worth or Worthlessuess
would have been avoided.”
“Still, Jack, you’ll have to admit that
she was a terribly fetching and fasci-
nating girl.”
“Yes, yes. I’ve admitted that a
thousand times, but that isn’t the
question. My point has always been
that she wasn’t a girl who had enough
in her to Warrant a fellow of your
good sense going crazy over her. Fetch-
ing and fascinating—Jove! man, there
are any number of your fickle, flighty,
skin-deep sort of girls who are fetching
and fascinating, and she’s one of them.
But What do they amount to? Nothing
—-never get married—grow up into de-
testable old maids with sour faces and
still sourer dispositions. Come now,
Phil, I’ll bet you ten to one that Pearl
Lancaster never gets even on aged "
“No, I won’t do it. It’s bad principle
betting on a girl, any how. Besides,
you might lose the wager, fo1 she
came mighty near getting a man last
summe1.’
“Why, how do you know?"
“I saw her at Bar Harbor.”
“Were you down there again last
summer?” g .3}.
6‘Yes H
' “And was she theie?”
“Yes.”
“Hum! Then I’ll bet you repeated
the foolish performance of your sopho-
more year.”
“I did, Jack, with compound inter-
est. We were together most of the
time. Never had such a jolly summer
before in all my life.”
“And the other man you said she
nearly. captured—where did he come
in?”
“on, he was a particular friend of
mine, so I didn’t begrudge him any-
thing. Excuse me a moment, Jack, I
most get some more coal for that fire.
Better fill up a pipe.”
I proceeded to do so and casually ob
served at the time that Phil smoked the
some abominable tobacco. Expensive
stuff, but, gad! how it turned a man’s
tongue. Phil was the only fellow who
ever smoked it without swearing. The
other men invariably declined it, so
we always claimed that he used that
particular brand to keep his friends
from pirating tobacco off him. But
then, that wasn’t so, Phil was the most
generous-hearted fellow of the gen".
Having filled the pipe I went to the
mantlepiece for a match; that was
where he used to keep them—When he
had any. I didn’t find a match, but I
found a photograph that had been
laid there. It was a new one of Pearl
Lancaster—had undoubtedly just come
with the letter. I was holding it in
my hand when P‘nilcame back from
the coal closet.
“Well, what do
Jack?”
“Grand, good-looking girl beyond a
doubt. And I suppose if you were with
her again all last summer you must be
more cracked than ever over her.”
Phil surprised me by uttering a sigh
and sinking down into a chair.
“Alas! Jack, I am—fatally- so.” were
his despoudent words. “And now What,
011, What, do. you suppose she writes
me in this letter?”
“Jove! not that s’hes engaged, is
she, man? Luckily for me you didn’t
take that bet.”
“Yes, Jack, she says she's the hap~
piest little girl in the world, for she’s
engaged to the dearest fellow in the
world. Engaged at last. Poor girl!
I suppose you’d say poor fellow. And
such a fellow, too—oh my! Well, all
I can say is that I’ve seen worse fel-
lows and—and better. Oh, dear!” ,
“But who is she engaged to? What’s
his name?” .
“The man she was with down at Bar
Harbor last summer.”
“Not thevother man?”
“Alas, no, the oth-er’s other man.”
“Not yourself, you fool?”
Poor Phil cowered helplessly down
you think of it.
in the chair and feebly held out his '
hand as if expecting a Whipping.
“Yes, Jack,” he whimpered, “con-
gratulate and forgive me, old fellow,
but I’m—I’m the man.”
“Well—l But I say, Phil, you don't
smoke .any better tobacco than you
used to, do you?”
The Ramadan.
Most of the recent military opera:
'tions of the T111kish army occurred
duling the month’ 5 fast of Ramadan.
' but soldie1s are not r'equiied to Obsci ve
all its rules. Other Mussclmans 1;_usi
not eat or. drink anythlncr betWL can
dawn and sunset, nor use tobacco dur-
ing that time. After the first few days
of the fast the Strain shows plainly in
the faces of the people. When the
gun booms at sunset the whole popu-
lation take a long draught-of water.
At night no. limit is placed on eating
] anddrinkinz. .
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lance is absolute.
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RT H. E E VIE N1 INT-G.- a 1A ZE TIT E
131mm IN' AFRICA.
WHY ARE A GREAT. TROUBLE TO
FAMILIEQdN CAPE COLONY.
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Possess the Face and liaikof a Dog--
Torrm-ize Animals Whom They Delight
to‘ Torture and then Watch the Sufl‘er-
hiss—A {raid of Men but Not of Women.
The South Africa colonists have got
ride-f their lions and elephants, but
they have not yet been able to get the
better of the baboons. A baboon, al-
though something like a dog, has all
the unschievousness of a man. It is
the ugliest animal in all creation.
Now this creature is the cu1se of
Game Colony. He commits depreda-
tions for the love of the thing. Any
impreud nt tomcat that ventures too
far away from home is sure to be cap-
tured and strangled for fun by 11 ba-
boon. Nearly all the Angoras, the
choicest and most costly animals im-g
ported by the colonists, have been ‘de-
stroyed by these huge monkeys. Even
the dogs share the same fate. The
bravest and most pugnacious of the
English canine breeds are unable to
cope with adversaries armed with just
as powerful jaws, and with the im-
mense advantage of having four hands
instead of four paws. With a dexter-
ity that conspicuously exhibits his sur-
gical aptitude, the baboon bleedshis
enemy In the throat, and-in less than a
minute the duel ends in the death of
the dog.
Although the baboon generally feeds
upon lizards and 'beetles. he does. not
despise a few mouthfuls of mutton,
which he devours seated upon the back
of his living victim. Unfortunate are
the goats and sheep that are attacked
by these cynocephal'r! When he finds
his appetite fully. satisfied he enjoys
at a little distance the contortions of
his victim. He frequently attacks
cows, but never attempts to get into
close quarters with a bull. The ostrich,
thanks to his extraordinary speed, can
easily get away from the baboon, but.
it is very much afraid of him, and im-
mediately runs off on hearing his bark.
it is noteworthy that nature has given
to the baboon not only the head of a
dog, but also the voice of a dog.
One of the principal amusements of
these big monkey's is to gumbo]
around the who fences that protect the
tame ostriches, just to terrify them.
The panic among them. is so great that
they often break their legs in the wild
rushes. This is a pastime which the
monkey seems to enjoy hugely. It is
known that a broken leg for an ostrich,
means a death sentence.
A baboon runs away from a man,
but he has no fea1 of a woman. They
travel in packs of about fifty or sixty.
They always keep out of ' gunshot
range, and watch for a chance to do
mischief in'the absence of shepherds
or guards. To get rid of the ugly ma-
lauders the colonists some time ago es-
tablished poisoning clubs, which were
subsidized by the British authorities.
All the old poisons and the new discov-
eries of chemistry were tried, but they
proved worthless. A hungry panther
or jackal might easily enough swallow
a few grains of arsenic or a strychnlne
pill placed in a piece of raw meat, but
a baboon is never deceived by so sim-
ple a method. He is a delicate and re-.
fined fellow, accustomed generally to
live upon eggs, fruits, lizards, and dif-
ferent kinds of insects.
His infallible instinct teaches him to
distrust men, even when they are of-
fering presents. With a marvelous
scent that might well do honor to a
professional expert,’ he detects the
presence of mineral or vegetable poi-
son in the quarter of mutton that he
finds by ’chance as he travels along.
Moreover, he is othoroughly aware of
the fact that wise apes in permanent
contact with barbarians from Europe
should never swallow pills.
These animals ale possessed of al-
most superhuman intelligence. It is
impossible to get near them in the day-
time, and at night during their hours
of repose, they are always surrounded
by a cordon of sentinels, whose vigi-
At the slightest in
dication of the approach of an enemy,
one of the sentinels yells out: “Yah
hen! Yah hon!” and in an inStant the
whole troop disappears.
It is also noteworthy that the ba-
boons never attempt to fly if the man
who comes to trouble their repose is
not armed with a gun. Although they
exhibit extraordinary power of meas-
uring by instinct the average range of
a rifle, and cautiously keep out of the
way, they exhibit no fear whatever of
cold steel. If they find themselves con-
fronted by a settler with no means of
defence except a hunter's knife, they
send a shower of stones at him, and the
lord of creation is obliged to retreat
before a battalion of cynocephali that
hurl projectiles at him while keeping
at a distance, because a man, even
when he is beaten, never entirely"loses
his prestige among baboons—Paris
Figaro.
Plain'ly a Case of Implication.
Senator Caffery is very proud of the
length and breadth of theMississippi
‘ River when it confines itself to its pic—
ture frame; and Senator .Ald'rich is
fond of descanting on the “great com-
monwealth and sovereign State” of
Rhode Island. The 'ot'her day the
heavy downpour and the closeness of
the atmosphere in the Rhode Island
Senator’s committee room evolved
some marvelous tales about trout. Sen—
ator Caffrey spoke of a superlative
catch in. which be estimated his fish
Ml. Aldrich went
him one better by putting a ce1tain
catch of his down at forty one inches
long
'VVheIe did You catch him?”
qn red Senatjl Gaffe1 y, dubiousiy.
"In Rhode Island.” ‘
””3111!” said Senator Caifery; “there
isn't a river in the 'Stateglong enough
60,3:1'c1luce such a fish.”—Washi::gton
'l‘i.. es.
in-
sentiment; attached to them.
successes.
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NEW'L‘lts FOR OLD.ROSES.
A Pretty and Dainty Use for.the Queen
of Flowers.
The rose jar, no matter how costly
and beautiful, is a thing of the past.
The up- -to~date woman no longer prizes
it as a receptacle for dried roses with
In its
place has come the rose sachet—not the
ancient form of sac -.1,et either, with its
cotton and batting and ounce of pow-
der. It is a dainty thing made of the
finest organdie or mull, beribboned and
adorned with lace. just as the owner
sees fit.
A pretty one shown the other day
was of the finest of rose flowered or-
gandie, with drawing strings and bows -
of pale "Teen silk. The rose leaves of—
pink, yellow and deep red that shone
through it and filled the room with
their perfume were brought all the way
across the continent from Tacoma.
Another rose bag, for most of the new
designs are in the shape of bags—was
of white chiffon embroidered with but-
terflies, with a ruffle of the chiffon to
set ofl the sides and bottom. The roses
'Were picked in Southern California at
C‘hristmastime for an Eastern friend.
Some women are using their pretty
handkerchiefs to make designs for
bags, but these piccious sachets are not
put in the chiffonier to waste then
beauty there, but are suspended by
their long ribbon strings to the back of
an artistic chair. When the mm is
well heated they emit a delicate per-
fume.
BABIES HAVE TO BE CHECK-ED.
They Are Ticketed in Duplicate to Pro-
vent Possible Loss 01' Exchange.
A Curious feature of a large relief
works camp in the Punjab, says‘the
Allahabad Pioneer Mail, where about
40,000 persons are at wdrk, is the ar-
rangement just introduced by which a
large number of babies are looked af-
ter while their mothers are at work.
Previous to this about 700 or 800 ba-
bies of all sorts were all left in one
place, and the mothers, anxious in the
evening to,reclaim their little ones,
presented a scene which is better im-
agined than described. It was not pos-
sible even for mothers to find their
own babies easily, and the authorities
were embarrassed not a little. The
officer in charge, however, has treated
the babies on the umbrella and coat
principle. He has provided each of
the babies with a string and a ticket
in duplicate, one being hung round the
baby’s neck and the other given to the
mother.
How a Colorado-Cemetery Was Started
“The graveyard in Georgetown, Col,
was started,” explained a Colorada
politician, “by burying a man who was
lynched. He was a bad character, and
made . himself very disagreable in
many ways. Finally he shot a saloon
keeper there, and the boys, supposing
that the saloon keeper was dead, on
ganized a lynch court and executed
him in very short order. After they
1eturned from their 1, nching bee the
saloon keeper sho ved some signs of
life. By the most careful kind of nurs-
ing he recovered from his injury. The
boys saw that they had made a mis-
take; that a. life should not have been
taken except in return for a life, and
they raised quite a. large sum of
money and sent it to the fellow’s par-
ents. Though the body was first
planted in a gully, it was afterward
"taken up and properly interred in
what is now Georgetown’s leading
cemeteiy. ' The saloon man always
kept the grave green ”Waslnnaton
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THE TOAD AS A PARENT.
A Peculiarity of This Little Animal Ro-
gnrding Its Young.
It is remarkable that the-toad, lovl.
ing water as it does, should wander
away from watery regions to dry
ground, where itjcan never see a drop
of water, except at rain time, and leave
its water rights to the undisputed pos-
session of its ranal neighbor, the'frog.
How the toad loves water must be
known to every garden lover. When-
ever there is a. shOWer, the creature
leaves its cool retreat under the piazza
or shed, and stands, as far as his fore-
legs will let him, erect in the rain, ap-
parently enjoying to the utmost the
shower bath.
Our remarkably observant corres-
pondent, Mrs. Wilhelmina. Seliger, of
Hartford, Conn, placed shallow pans
of water in her garden during a. rain-
storm last summer, and soon a whole
bevy of toads were disporting them-
selves in the water as if they were hu-
man beings in the surf at Atlantic
city. Whenever they are near the wa-
ter at breeding time they deposit long,
slimy strings of eggs, and the young
toad has to go through the tadpole
stage in common with his brother
frog. But, when they are wholly ex-
cluded by distance from the water,
they seem to have the power of being
viviparous, or bringing forth their ,
’young alive. In the water fertiliza-
tion is effected in the same manner as
j in fishes, but the method in the land
life career is not known. About all
that is known is that confined toads
.are found with little toads, no larger
than house flies, about them after a
time; and in walled gardens, and
places far removed from water, little
I toads, no larger than peas, wandering
around on their own resources, and
-Which could never have been tadpoles.
fare within cemmon experience. —Mee-
1 han’ 5 Monthly.
i The Proofiedder’h Nemesis.
1 “What’s the matter?” inquired the
foreman, as he eintered the sanctum
f01 copy and noted the editor’s bleed-
ing nose, swollen forehead, puffed, red
eye, and tattered, dusty coat. “Fall
5 down stairs ?” “No—only that,” replied
the editor, pointing with his finger to
a. paragraph in the paper before him.
“It’s in our account of the Crapley<
Smith wedding. It ought to read:
‘Miss Smith’s dimpled, shining face
formed a strong contrast with Mr.
Crapley’s strong, bold physiognomy.’
see how it was printed.” And the
foreman read: “Miss Smith’s pimpled,
skinny face formed a. pleasing contrast
with Mr. Grapley’s stony, bald physi-
ognomy.” “Crapley was just in here,”
continued the editor, throwing one
blood-streaked handkerchief in the
waste basket and feeling in his web
ets for a clean one, “and he—but just
send that fool of a proofreader in. here!
There's a fight left in me yetl”—Typo-
graphical Journal.
l-Ie Understood.
The Professor of Mechanics at an
English college records that he once
"gave a lecture upon the locomotive,
and was particularly struck by the ab‘
sorption of one juvenile listener. He
spoke to this student after the lecture,
and asked him: “Well, I suppose you
understand all about the locomotive
now?”
“Yes,” was the reply, _‘.‘° in 13111: one
thing."
“And what ‘3‘”— that?” asked the Pro
fesscr,kinr."1y.
“I can’t make out what makes the
locomotive move without horses.”—
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