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CKANDMA A.ti grandma iut Iht bIiiksi" on And look hi mi' jimt no If 1 bin) duiie ii naughty thlnif She's sure, Hiiini'lniw, In know. How is it she ran always (ell So very, very, very well? Ske nay Ik mi': "Yen, llttl one, 'Tin writ leu In yiiui- '!" Ami If I look tin1 other way. Anil turn mill scent to try To limit for vitiiciliiiig mi the H"r. ', Slic'n sure lo know it all 111" iiiuru. If I Khould tii t tin- gliissc on Am look in grandma's eves. you 8iijhhi thai I hLoiiIiI lie So very, very wise? Now, what if 1 kIiiiiiIiI find It true That grandma Innl been tiuiighty, too? lint ali! wliut inn I thinking of? To dream that grandma could Be anything in nil her lift; Hut sweet innl kind and (food I I'd bettor try myself to bo So Rood that when she look nt tne With eye no loving all the day I'll never want to turn away. HOLME'S DOUBLE. If a tint ii ever loved a woinnu faith fully nml with nil his heart I loved Molly Topplngton Just as truly. It bm) only lici'ii ii mutter of u couple of nioutliH since she Innl priiinlMed with the sweetest and most becoming of lihislii'H to lie mine for good und nil, and I was the linppleKt beggar on earth until one day I received orders from the head of tile firm with which I was connected to to to New York and ut tPtid to some business there which would keep ine nway from Boston for three weeks. Three long, inlseriible weeks wit hunt Molly. The thought was unendurable, but It had to bo en dured, 'nevertheless. For although I was getting along very well In my chosen profession, thai of architecture, my for; tines were largely dependent upon the well-known linn which em ployed inc. and naturally I was com pelled to do l heir bidding. So I broke tile news as gently as possible to Molly, comforting her as best ) could with the assurance ihal three weeks were not so long nficr all, and that some day there would be no separation at all for us. Dear Utile girl, she wiih almost liearl-brokeii, bill she had n brave spir it, and she smiled at mo so lovingly and sweetly through the tears which glisten ed In her dark eyes that I felt almost BO I I'UI.I.KM MVSKt.K TOdKTIIKIt WITH A JKIIK. templed lo throw my position over and Way by her. However, I concluded Hint, Mich a course would be extremely foolish, II' not altogether nnl'alr to Mol ly, whose future was concerned as well ns my own. and accordingly I summon ed up nil my courage for our purling. ".Molllc, sweetest," 1 said. "I wish so very much we could go, together but we can't -can we?" "No, IMck. but you will write lo me, won't you every day?" "Yes, darling -twice a day." "liood-by. sweetheart." "(iood-liy. Hick, dear." And so we parted. And her Image liaunli'd mo all through my Journey ii nd seemed to speak lo me all the next day, although I was busy every minute r it. with plans and estimates and cal culations. When the day's work was over it was worse than ever, and I slarled !o walk down ltroadway, the Muesl. loneliest and most pitiable ob ject on earlh, when by one of those strange dispensations of Providence I ran plump Into Harvey tia.skoll, my old chum at Harvard. "Well," be cried, "of nil the long raced, tiud-forsnkcn-looklng lndlvhlu nls yon are the worst. Have you lost your last friend, or what oilier catas trophe has overtaken you?" I felt somewhat ashamed of the cause of my down-lienrtedness being discovered. So I looked up with n forced smile and tried to answer him lightly. I remembered suddenly that I had neglected to write to Harvey to loll him of my engagement, and he probably knew nothing of It. I would wait, theicfore, until n more suitable occasion to announce It to him, as I felt wire he would rally me on my remorse ful stale. "I'm all right," t answered. "Can't n man pull a long face fur his own amuse inent wllhoul Ills friends making re marks?" "You can't pull any more to-night, any way," wild Harvey. "I'm going to take you home with me, and you shall meet the jolllest little girl In New York. You will like her, I am sure. She Is just your sort." I looked nt Harvey suspiciously and questlonlngly. I knew he had no sis ters and lived nlone with bis widowed mother. "Oh. no," ho laughed In answer to my )ook. "You're wronjf there. Not this time, old chap. She Is Just a little consln we have only Just discovered, and mother 1st very fond of her. Thnt la all. I haven't been affected yet, and I guess I will not be." What could I do? I didn't care a traw to meet the "Jolllest little girl In Isw York." There was only oue "Jol 1H1 I? ililfc llest Utile girl" for me, and she was In Boston. Hut If I refused Harvey would be offended, and when be found out that ) was engaged he would think me a love-sick chump. I'.csldcs, what was the harm? Molllc herself, the dear, tin sclllsh creature, would lie only too glad to have me pass my evening In pleas ant company. I could not have ber and there was no use making myself more miserable than I need be. So ) determined to go home with Harvey. I wanted to have a long talk with him over college days, mid lis for the "Jolll est little girl In New York" why alio could take care of herself. After a brief talk we arrived nt Har vey's home, a cosy little house In East FUN Ill street, and I waited In the drawliig-rooin while Harvey went In search of his mother. She same In al most Immediately, a handsome, white haired woman, whom I remembered very well from college days. I used to be qulteii favorite of her's nnd she wel comed ine very warmly. "Yes. Mollle Is home." she said In an swer to a ipiestion of Harvey's. ."She will be down presently." Mollle! I started at the name, but re covered myself Immediately. It was not such a very uncommon mime, but It was a III lie singular that Harvey's cousin should be a Mollle, too. We chatted together all three of us for n few minutes, and then there was a rustle of skirts In the hall and Har vey's little cousin stood In the door way. For a moment I thought uiy bruin had been suddenly affected. Harvey arose from his chair, but I kept my seat and clinched my hands in the ef fort to regain my souses. Standing there In Harvey fiaskell's drawlng- rom door-the "Jolllest little girl lu New York" was Mollle, my Mollle Topplngton or else my eyes deceived me. It takes a long time to tell It, but a hundred thoughts passed through my mind In the Instant she was standing there. Then the truth or what seemed to be the truth, Hashed across me that It was simply a wonderful resem blance liitensliled by my love for Mol lle, and that the wish was father of the thought. So I pulled myself togeth er with a Jerk and managed to ex change the usual commonplace of au Introduction. But I could uot take my eyes off her for an Instant, and I finally detected Harvey looking at me lu a most amused manner. Ithas often occurred to me as strange that among so many million people there should not lie some who are more alike ns to features and form. It would seem to be the merest chance that nature does not create more du plicates than she does, for after nil we must all have the same features, the Indispensable nose, eyes, mouth, and so on, and the mere fact of oue nose being Honuiu or retrousse and a pair of eyes being blue or brown and a mouth being large, small, ugly or pretty these things are mere accidents, and I have often wondered that people should differ as much as they do. I was not prepared, however, to find nn example of my theory In the person of a duplicate lo Mollle Topplngton, for surely she and this other Mollle, who was Introduced to me as Miss Forsythe, were duplicates. I could scarcely eat a mouthful of dinner for watching her across the table. She had Mollle's brown hair pre cisely, and It was done up Just as Mol lle does hers, even down to the little escaping ringlet that fell over her tiny ears. Her eyes were dark and had the same soulful expression ns Mollle's and her mouth had that same Inde scribable droop and fullness to It which made me want to kiss it, until I sudden ly remembered that she was not Mollle my .Mollle. When she spoke, too, her voice was Mollle's voice. She seemed to have the same tastes and opinions the same little mannerisms. Her dress, a simple thing of'some light blue material, was precisely like a gown I had seen Mollle wear half a dozen times. It was terri bly bewildering. I did not know what to make of It all, and I answered when spoken to quite at random. I detected Harvey and his mother glancing at each other In an amused way. They must have thought mo terribly nnd sud denly smitten with Mollle Forsythe. Once or twice I was tempted to explain I MATHS I.0VK FAST AS1 Fl'MOUS. my state of mlud and ask them for a solution of the mystery, but I refrained from doing so because I thought It would sound foolish. Probably the re semblance would uot be nearly so won derful to anyone other than myself. After dinner we went Into the drawing-room, nnd Miss Forsythe went to the piano to play. Even here the won ders were not to cease. As soon as she touched the keys I thought how much her touch resembled Mollle's Mollle Topplngton, and when she began the first few bars of a serenade, a dreamy thing that was my Mollle's favorite, I gave the whole mystery up as a bad Job. and then and there a very strange thing happened. I blush to relate It, even now, but I went over to the piano to turn her music for, and In the intoxi cation of her presence I forgot the very existence of Mollie Toprlngton, of Ron ton, while I made love fast and furious to Mollle Forsythe, of New York. Shu seemed a llttlo surprised first when I spoke to her III tones of un doubted admiration, throwing all tho meaning ) could Into my common places, lint on the whole she took It very well, mid In the brief time during which she was playing over ii lot of tender melodies nnd I was whispering sweet nothings into Iter car, we became to all intents and purposes lovers. And It was not until, with a start, I remem bered that It must be growing lute and took my leave not until I had emerg ed Inlo the street that I thought of Mollle Toppliigton, of Itoston, and of what n miserable creature I bad been to her. The very thought of my con duct (Hied me with the deepest shame, and I actually blushed nt my own du plicity. How could I ever look Mollli my Mollle in the face ngaln? For now I had left Mollle Forsythe ) knew that I only loved Mollle Topplngton, nnd I longed to see her and speak to her ns only a true lover may. What a pltln 1 TI NNED AND FI.ED. ble specimen of n true lover I was! My brain reeled with perplexity. Yet surely the situation hud extenuating circumstances. Although for a time I bud completely forgotten Mollle Top plngton and made love to Mollle For sythe, I should never have given her a second thought hud she not so won derfully resembled my Mollle. In fact, to all Intents and purposes, she was my Mollle. I honestly do uot believe I could hnve told them apart. I do not expect people to believe this statement, but It Is true nevertheless. I could only partly Justify my ft-mduci by assuring myself that ) had been under the delu sion that It was really Mollle Topplng ton, but I felt In my heart of hearts that such au explanation would hardly be satisfactory to Mollle herself and, besides, there was Mollle Forsythe to be considered. I have always hated male flirts even when they were free and had the right to Indulge und It would have been putting It very mildly to have called my conversation with Mollle Forsythe a flirtation. I thought of everything, eveu suicide for I felt that I hud proven myself unworthy of Mollle Topplngton. but I didn't do any thing quite so rash. Instead I determined to forget Mollle Forsythe and that evening nt the (ins kells as completely as If It hnd never been, and by rigorous self-denial and self-sacrifice for her sake to atone to Mollle for the deviation from fnithf ill ness to her, of which I hoped she would never know. Comforted somewhat by these high resolves, I sought my hotel and was soon lost In dreams of Mollle Topplngton, of Boston the only Mollle I ever really loved. I wrote to Mollle the first thing the next morning as cheerful a letter as I could under, the circumstances, for I knew the dear girl missed me terribly, and I would have given a good deal for a sight of her. Then I started out to attend to my business. When evening came 1 was bluer and lonelier than ever. Oh, for five minutes talk' with my Mollle! Was ever u lover so un happily placed? I walked aimlessly up Fifth avenue, hoping to find some di version In watching the throng of peo ple, the fashionable hurrying home to dinner nnd the working people return ing from their day of labor. Suddenly my heart gave a great thump and I rushed forward to meet my Mollle then 1 remembered that It was not my Mollle, but Mollle Forsythe, of New York. She seemed very glad to see nie, though, nnd In nn Instant the same shameful thing had happened again I had forgotten Mollle Topplngton, of Boston, In- the presence of Mollle For sythe. Oh, the pity of It! In a few short minutes I had spoken words which I would have given half of my life to recall. As we walked slowly toward the Gaskells I told Mol lle Forsythe that I loved her that It was n case of love at first sight, and that I could not live without her that she must promise to be mine some day; to try to learn to care for nie then if she could uot now. When a fellow makes love for the second time ho learns how to go about it, nnd I don't thiuk I said a word to Mollle Forsythe that did not carry weight. But never one word did I say of Mollle Topplng ton, of Boston. We parted nt the Gas kell's door, or rather Just within It. For Mollle Forsythe had promised and I had gathered her into my arms and pressed a kiss upon her warm, red lips. That night I went to Boston by the late train, meaning to see Mollle Top plngton, confess my duplicity and re lease her. I meant to do the same with Mollle Forsythe, for I felt I was un worthy of either of them. But the nearer I got to Boston the stronger my love for Mollle Topplngton became, nnd the more indistinct the memory of Mollle Forsythe. I saw Mollie Topping ton the next morning, and the dear girl was so glad to see me that I completely forgot Miss Forsythe. I determined to write ber a letter explaining the strange case, ask ber forgiveness and never see her again. But my business In New York had to be completed, and I thought after all it would be better ani manlier to see Mollle Forsythe and ask her forgive- liess In person. Ho I said good-by ugftln to my Mollle and went back to New York, To make a long story short, when I saw Mollle Forsytho I reverted to my I unfaithfulness once more, and so I was I for nearly a year. I wus compelled to j be lu New York about hulf my time on business, and when I was there I loved Mollle Forsythe. When I was In Ho ton I loved Mollle Topplngton. Wus ever a iniiii so sit on ted? Was there ever such u case of "how happy could I be with cither?" 1 was perfectly happy with cither Mollle: when away from them ) was consumed with remorse. Neither knew nor dreamed of the exist ence of the other, nml the strain of keeping this knowledge from them, ti gether with the consciousness of my own guilt, wus killing me by Inches. 1 grew pale and thin. Couldn't eat or sleep. It was dreadful. To cap the climax, Mollle Forsythe, of New York, announced to me one day that she was going to Boston to visit her mint who lived there. Of course I could not raise any objection. Instead I hnd to appear delighted. Tills, I thought, would bring forth the Inevita ble climax to the past ten months of deception and Intrigue. The time had come, I thought, to get myself out of the wny. and once more my mlud re verted to suicide. But suicide Is cow ardly, and ns I had sinned, so must I face the consequences, I thought, aud I determined to see the affair out. " It was several days after the arrival of Mollle Forsythe in Boston. I had managed to see her aud Mollie Top plngtou both often enough to avoid suspicion ou the part of cither of them so far, but I did uot know how loug I could manage It. Mollle Forsythe nnd I were taking a walk and had wander ed out Into Cambridge. Suddenly I felt as If every drop of blood had left my body. My knees smote and I al most fainted. There straight ahead of us and coming toward us rapidly with her light graceful step was Mollio Topplngton. There was no turning back, no escape from any quarter. The crisis had arrived. I looked nt Mollle Forsythe. She was smiling a happy, conscious smile. Sud denly she caught sight of Mollle Top plngton aud her face became a study. Mollle Topplngton was so engrossed with Mollle Forsythe's resemblance to herself that she did not even recognize me at first. Nearer and nearer the two women approached each other while I I looked on with about the same de gree of morbid Interest which a help less traveler might feel In viewing a quarrel of two wild beasts for tho priv ilege of eating him. My strength hnd failed me and I stood rooted to the ground. The two Mollies came nearer to each other. In another moment they would meet. A curious smile came over both their faces. The seconds seemed years to me. Suddenly my truant strength enme back. I did not think. There was no time to think. But, noting on the prompting of Instinct, I turned and fled actually ran as hard as my legs would carry me. The next five years of my life I spent In Japan. The Church of the Nativity. Wo return in time to see the proces sion of bishops, priests, and people thnt is forming in the square in front of the church. Knch Is dressed in his most gorgeous robes. Turkish soldiers Hue both sides of the street to keep the wnv oneu for the procession to pass. Tho Lntiu Patriarch of Jerusalem has Just arrived. The procession of priests, carrying banners and Immense can dles, meets him, then turns, and all go Into the Latin chapel through the mnin entrance. Following, we are sur prised to find the main entrance so small. It can admit but one at a time, nnd that one must stoop to enter. From the masonry it can be seen that tho entrance was once much larger. The reason for the change was that the Mohammedans at one time did all in their power to Injure nud annoy tho Christians, and even used to ride on hnrsolinck Into the very church. The door, therefore, was made small to protect the church from this sacrilege. Once inside, we see we are In a very ancient structure. Part of the mason ry dates from the time of Constautlne, w ho hullt a magnificent basilica on this site, about the year 330 of our era. All we can see of the oldest work, however, nmhnhlv dates from not later than t v Justinian's time, about 550 A. D. In any case, the church Is a venerable building, and it 1ms witnessed 6ome stirring sceues. In it Baldwin the Cru sader was erowneo. klug of Jerusalem. Tt h.na been renalrcd a number of times: and once, when It needed a new roof, King Edward IV. or Liigianu gave the lend to make one. This was about the year 1482. The lead roof did good service for about two nunurea years, and might have lasted much longer had not the Mohammedans melted it up to make bullets. However, another roof was soon provided. Inside, the building consists of a nave and double aisles. The aisles are separated by two rows of columns made of red limestone. These columns have plain bases, and are surmounted by Corinthian capitals. They are nine teen feet high, nnd at the top of each a cross Is engraved. The church is now owned by the Latin. Creek and Ar menian Christians. St. Nicholas. Too Inquisitive. The young woman with the auburn hair who bad come after the marriage license looked at the probate clerk In Indignant surprise. Want to know my age?" she sar castically repeated. "My age? Why. say. young feller, you must think you're a LI Hung Changarang. don't you?" It requires more sense to remain si lent than to talk. GOTHAM SOCIETY-LEADER. MISS DB BAllUIL has been elected by the New York Pat riarchs to fill the place of Ward McAllister. The Patriarchs decided that there must be s e one person so- lectcd to attend to the dctulls of their future functions. Ml.ss do Huriil has been their choice. One of Miss do Bar- ril's duties will be to keep herself In formed of the names of those to be In vited, so that there will be no repeti tions or omissions. Miss (le Barril comes of old Spanish stock nud her family was nt oue time wealthy. Toilet Uinta. If one's complexion is "muddy," sal low or covered with blackheads, the lo tion bottle is not the remedy wiucii should be sought first. Instead, the can didate for a complexion of roses and cream should beglu to diet, not water taken half an hour before breakfast with a little lemon juice In It Is better thau creams to restore the skin to clear ness. Urahain nnd whole whent bread, fruit, clear tea aud coffee, if tea and coffee are used, plenty of green vegeta bles, lean meat and broiled fish form an admirable complexion diet. Poultry and candles should be avoided. After diet and exercise have paved the way for other treatment, a weekly face steaming may lie tried. I ue wom does not permit her to go to the professional beautiliers should fill a bowl witll Dolling wilier, uvr. tills she should hold her face, into which a cold cream has been rubbed, for teu minutes or so, covering her head and shoulders nnd the bowl with a heavy Turkish towel. After drying the face she should rub more cold cream Into it nnd she should not venture out into the air for at least three uours.- Ameiican Cultivator. Mai. tni; a Woo l Box. Following are directions for making n wood box of medium size from that excellent authority, the Ladies' Home Journal: The box should be 30 inches lu length and IS lu width, the height from Hi to 18 inches. The Interior may be divided Into two compartments one for wood, the other for coal ami treni ed to several successive coats of dark paint or nsphaltum varnish. An ordi nary canned goods box can be tixeu up nml iminted to appear like au Iron- bound chest. Cover the surface of the box with heavy builders' paper, gluing It on smoothly, avoiding creases or wrinkles, and paint a rich mahoganj hrnwn. Two or three coats, eacn tnor- oughl.v dried and afterward varnished nnd rubbed down, will make a good, durable surface. Strap Iron corner and cross bands, embellished with big AUTISTIC woonftos. rou;ih-hcaded. hand-made nails, add to the apparent strength of this chest aud give it the character of an antique strong box. A box of this sort may be put to use ns a silver chest, and, if so, it should be lined with canton flannel or felt, which may be tacked or glued fast. Sev eral trays may be provided In which to keep spoons, forks and other small ar ticles of plate. Revolted ot the Crinoline. Sometimes the American woman de clines to be dictated to even by her dressmaker or tailor, but with the re cent advent of smaller sleeves people begin to wonder If the next step may not be in the direction of those skin tight abominations worn some fifteen years ago nnd from then on for five or six seasons. The American woman has shown herself much more Independent of late than she was once in matters of comfort or convenience or looks. She, for instance, would not adopt the hide ous crinoline recently, although dress makers and Importers tried their best to hullv her into doing it She stood her ground and so absolutely refused that the threatened fashion died In Its tenderest Infancy. But that was a mat ter of the becoming. The American MISS DB BAItniL. woman had sense enough to see that slut would make a guy of herself !u hoops. I'Hililliitt In the New flowm. After n woman has been through the bauds of her dressmaker It will be more than ever ililllcult this year to deter mine her physical proportions, or even to make a reasonably accurate guess as to whether she Is plump or scrawny. In the first place, the new sleeves, tight nlinost to the shoulder, call for pretty good looking arms Inside of theip or they have nbout as much style as pump handles. "In the meantime," said a fashionable dressmaker, "wo pad. I have sent home but two waists this mouth that haven't had the sleeves plumply Interlined to give a good out line. And then the princess gown that is coming back Into favor looks a sight unless tho wearer has an ideal figure. It's au art to pad up to the requirements of this dress. Yes, Indeed. It's a year of figure padding, sure enough." Tlcnefitn of o Nlpplna Air. Women should not be afraid of out door exercise, even though the winds may blow fresh and chill from the bike or prairies. The cold old will do no Injury If they are properly protected and take exercise enough to keep the circulation active. Ou the contrary, It will do good. It will purify the blood, It will strengthen the luugs, It will Im prove the digestion. It will afford a healthy, nntural stimulus to torpid cir culation and strengthen and energize the whole system. The lujury which often results from going Into a cold at mosphere Is occasioned by a lack of protection to some part of the body, ex posure to strong draughts, or from breathing through the mouth. Avoid these and you are safe. llmhe Kendall's Tea Cloth. "Promptly nt 4 o'clock I serve tea In my English home," writes Madge Ken dall to an American friend. "My em broidered tea cloth must be one and one-half yards square, with a plain oval shaped center ou which to rest my tray, containing sugar bowl, teapot, cups and MAPOE KENDAUS TEA CLOTH. saucers, etc. 1 chose clover for the de sigu, beciluse when first landing in America I was presented with a bunch of the fragrant plants, nud I have ever since associated them witn your coun try." Women Are Good, Women constitute two-thirds of all the church members of the United States, but ouly oue-tliirteeuth of all the criminals. Feminine Fancies. The new neck faiicifuls are more elab orate thau ever. Women who own a superfluity of Jew els use real diamond ornaments on their bonnets. Leather Is being employed in the for mation of many dainty fancy articles for the boudoir desk. Facial massage Is particularly neces sary when wind aud cold combine to make the skin rough. A unique combination of colors Is a toque with a steel crown, surrounded by a mass of violets from which spring upright loops of cherry red velvet. Tho tailor-made girl does not bundle up until she looks like nn Eskimo baby, but she puts ou a fleece-lined or chamois jacket under the coat and thus gets nil the required warmth without disturb, lug the graceful lines of her figure. A Joy Forever. When Gen. Warre wns commander-in-chief of the Bombay Division, he once gave a luncheon at Poona, where about forty officers were present. The only lady present was Mrs. Warre, who sat at the other end of the table. Now the general, in thp course of con versation, often addressed his wife, and whenever he did so called her "Joy." Among the guests was a cheeky young subaltern from the gunners, by name Macdonald. This youth suddenly paralyzed the guests by saying to the general: "I say, who's 'Joy,' general?" There was an awful pause, and the general said very slowly and distinctly:' "Joy," Mr. Macdonald. "is a pet name I sometimes give my wife." "Quite right too, generaL" sang out the unabashed subaltern. "A thing of beauty is a Joy forever." This remark saved the situation. London Answers. Cure and Prevention. Ancient medals represented the god dess Hygeia with a serpent three times as large as that carried by Aesculapius, to denote the superiority of hygiene to medicine, prevention to cure. 0