THE PKICE OF PEACE.
BT MRS. HENRY L. PRATT.
In all my travels, from Maine to
Rhode Island, I've never come across a
conple more unlike than what Mr. and
Mis' Nims was.
Mr. Nims was one of these shut-up-to-himself
men, and he'd glum 'round
for days over some little matter that a
word would 'a' set right if he'd only
been plain-hearted.
Mis' Nims was all the other way
talk it out and done with it; a little
hasty and imprudent, maybe, but she
is well-meaning. Mis' Nims is, and as
good a woman to' neighbor with as I
want to see.
I hev thought whether or no being
of different persuasions didn't work to
keep 'em apart. See, she was brought
up an orthodox,' and he favored the
Methodists. She joined with him and
laid out to do her part amongst 'em,
but she never was to home with the
Methodists. , . ..
Then, another thing, she .hated a
dog, and Mr. Nims must always have a
great clumsy hulk, good for nothing
but to bark and eat and lie around un
der 'foot, while.. Mis' Nims, she marn't
have even a kitten, though she set
everything by a cat. And so it went.
One day I stepped in to borrow Mis'
Nims' cutting-board, and just as I got
t the door I heard her say: "iou ain t
. going to turn Charley in amongst my
flowers, be ye?"
He didn't condescend any reply not
as I could hear.
"Now. Mr.- Ninas." savs she., "he's
stepped on my pansy-bed and broke off
a dahlia a ready. Aint there any
other place on this whole farm where
yen can put him? , I don't want him
here," saya she...; , i
Mr. Nims' countenance didn't change
Mere than a wooden Indian.
"I do," says he. "There's a good bat
ing of grass to be fed down, and I cal
culate to leave Charley here for a spell,"
says he. And he budged off as stiff as
thongh he'd swallowed a a ramrod.
Mis' Nims didn't say a word more,
bat she gave that old dog a push that
sent him out of doors with a yelp; and
I didn't blame her a mite, nuther.
I brought the cutting-board back as
they was a-settin' down to dinner, and
Mis' Nims asked me to draw up to the
table. She had an excellent dinner
.Mis' Aims is an elegant cook but not
one identical word did he speak, only
to ask if I'd have another potato..
She seemed chipper enough, but I see
a shadow pass over her countenance
when the old horse sneezed right un
der the window where her. piney bed
was, and the dog, that had got back
under the table by that time, yopped
oat as though somebody had accident
ally trod on his tail.
Mr. Nims was a great 'hand for rais
ing colts, but she was a terrible scary
creature; and I expect riding after
half-broken colts has given her a fit
of the newralogy many's the time.
Be was dreadful set in his way
same as the general run of men air
and it was like fighting the east wind
to try to move him out of it. Them
two used to remind me of a pair of
napa jawed scissors that you cant cat
with. Some might have pat the heft
of the blame on to her; and I s'pose
she did nag him some, and flash out
when she'd better have kep' still '
x run m one ua y w uvrivw a bicwq
pattern, when I heard Mr. Nims
speaking out kind o' gruff, and I halt
ed, for I- didnt wish . v intrude, (l
never wear squeaky shoes myself). I
didnt find out what went before, but
the first I heard was this:
: "I cant please you," says he. (It
beat me if he'd ever tried.) "You
don't like my hired men, you ain't sat
isfied with my breed of cows, the color
of the corn barn don't suit ye. and I'm
thinking you'll be happier if we divide
and separate. You've always thought
more of your brother Asa than you do
of me, and you can be free to go to
him, so you'll be well fixed."
' "Why, Mr. Nims!" I heard her kind
' gasp out, and I surmised by the
sound that she let fall a teacup. I
I looked to hear her burst out in her
quick way, and I'll, warrant ye he
supposed she'd flare np, and that would
be the end on't. But she seemed dum
founded. By 'n by she said, quite quiet:
"I'm sure Asa would be pleased to
have me there. - He misses Sarah Jane,
and so do the children. There has to
be somebody at the head to make
things so. But what would you do,
Kisha?"
I had to smile, for she scarcely ever
called him Elisha.
"I can look out for myself," says he,
and stalked off to the barn.
I went right in, and said I guessed I
eould tell what was in his mind. He
was calculating to make a home for his
mother, and get along they two to
gether. Old lady Nims never was any
too particular, and now she had the
shaking palsy. So I could see Mis
Nims set right to thinking how things
would go to wrack and ruin under such
no management. She is an awful nice
housekeeper herself, and set a great
store by her things. She made an ar
rant up chamber pretty soon, and was
gone quite a spelL When she came
down her eyes were some red, but Bhe
stuffed it out and went on as matter-of-fact
as the cows coming home.
"I've got to flax around," says she,
"and get Elisha's new shirt done; and
there's the pickle-vinegar needs scald
ing, and the brine, too. And 1 was
laying out to put up a few more
quinces. Elisha is very partial to
quince sauce."'
The next day I went over to offer my
help, and she seemed glad to have me
there. I guess she felt she must let
out a little to somebody, and she
knows I'm no hand to run and tell.
She told me they were going to Squire
Hosley's to get his help about a -division
of the property. She wanted to
wait till after. Monday, so she could
get one more wash done, but Mr. Nims
had laid Out to begin cutting corn
Monday; and Saturday suited his time
best. Pretty soon she said: "1 hope
you'll look in and do what you can to
see that Elisha is comfortable, says
she.
I had my thoughts, but I kep' 'em
to myself, and only said I should ad
mire to do anything I could.
Then she hushed up and said no
more.
Squire Hosley's wife is second cousin
tome, and she had been after me to
help about her sewing. So I thought
I might as well go there Saturday as
any day.
The squire's office is at one side of
the house, with a door opening into
the orchard and another door opening
into a little . back room. Mis' Hosley
uses this for a sewing room. So there I
was. I had set the door into the office
on the jar the room being so small
and close.
It was still work that I was upon,
mending stockings and the children's
clothes, and I couldn't help but hear
all that was said in the office.
. Mr. Nims made the explanation of
' what they wanted, and said it was- un
derstood between thein that he kep'
the house and farm. I'll warrant ye!
I knew he'd never yield an inch of his
ground. He was a man who wanted
all the land joining his, and to plant
in your garden.
"The bed and table stuff is hers,"
said he.
"Oh. no, Elisha!" says she, "I don't
consent to that. Sarah Jane had a
good setting-out, and Asa's house is
full. Besides, if I find I need more
things 1 can make 'em, and your moth
er's eyesight plagues her. She can't
do as she could once," she says.
"The bed and table furnishings are
hers, ' Mr. Nims repeated. " hat she
didn't make she bought with her but
ter money."
"NoXLisha," Mis' Nims began; but
Squire Hosley interrupted her. I see
they was beginning to wear on his
patience.
"Why not put the property in two
pales and draw cuts, if you've no
choice. That would be fair," says he
I knew by the way I heard her snuff
that Mis' Nuns hadn't give up, though
she Baid no more not then; but from
that they went on to wrangle over
every stick of furniture. She should
have no use for this, that and the other
thing. An' no more wouldn't he.
I could hear the squire drum on the
table, and I knew he was getting rest
less. Finally he made an end of the
talk by saying: "Why not let Mr. Nims
keep the downstairs furniture, and she
take what is above? How would that
do?"
Well, they demurred,' each one being
afraid the other would be cheated,
but at last, seemingly, let it go. and
worked their way on to the live stock.
"Three cows for her," says he. "Two
will be full and plenty for me. She
was always more for a dairy than
what I was," he saya.
" "Why, 'Lisha,you are going to make
beef of old Brindle," says she, "and
that leaves only four."
Tve coacluded not to beef her, she
is such a favorite of yours." says he.
That was a great piece of news.
Mrs. Nims . had felt awful cut up
about -'having. Brtndie lattea and
killed, for she called that cow the best
for butter in the herd. But Mr. Nims
appeared firm.
"And the pigs," he began. "I don't
want any pigs! I've no use for 'em.
What can I do with pigs down to Baker
street?"
And she burst out crying. She had
set a good deal by that litter of pigs,
bringing 'em up by hand, as you might
say, for the old mother died when they
were eight days old.
' After that it was still as:death for a
minute, then Squire Hosley spoke on.
"My good friends," says he, "if you
can't agree about living apart, my best
advice is that you agree to go on liv
ing together." .
For a minute or two all was still
again, and the old clock ticked up like
the Day of Judgment. By 'a' by Mr.
Nims spoke rather low: ;
"What do you say, Louisy?"
"I was thinking whether we hadn't
oughter drive over to your mother's
and see now her cougn is. 1 m some
worried about that cough," says she.
"I'm agreeable to that." says he.
As I was leaning forward. I caught
sight through the crack of the door of
him mopping np his face with his old
red handkerchief;, so I see he bad felt
it some. - Squire Hosley, he said noth
ing.
Well, I made my way home middling
early, and was keeping a watchout as
they driv into the yard betwixt sun
down and dark, and 1 see her stop and
pat the yellow dog that was flopping his
tail on the top step of the piazza., Old
Bose was so tickled that he jumped
round as graceful as a cow; and 1
knew by the looks of the back of Mr.
Nims' neck that he took it in. After
awhile I made an arrant to carry over
a dish of Dutch cheese, and there they
were, eating their supper as cheerful
as a basket of chips.
set up aud have a cup o tea. saya
she. "We've had quite a ride this
afternoon." says she. "We've been to
see Mother Nims, and Elisha drove
'round by the bridge. It is all of a
mile further, but he knows how skit'
tisn I be about crossing the ferry in
Uncle Seth's old sco w. I'm silly.
s'pose. Elisha and I, we think mother
is getting too. old and feeble to live
alone, and we . have about persuaded
her to break up and come to us."
She run on lor a spell, but that was
all she said concerning their arrange
ments. And would you believe it?
from that day to this Mis' Nims has
never opened her mouth to me on the
subject, though she knows 1 never re
peat. And now. to see thent two jog
ging 'round together after old Charley,
as content as ducks id a millpond, no
body mistrusts it took e'ena'most a
separation to unite them.
Nobody knows but me and. the old
squire. It won't get out from him he
is as close-mouthed as a fish. And I
was never one to talk. Outlook.
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LITTLE THINGS.
Only a little thing a word or two no more:
Out It pierced with a tiny sting, and left a true
heart sore:
It hushed awhile the music that hearts alone
canhenr.
And dimmed the Inward sunshine that else had
been so clear.
Only a little thine a word a smile so Blight,
One could not tell tho reason why It made the
day so bright;
Why it brought the light of Heaven so close to
the troubled heart.
And cleared tho dusky shadows like morning
mists apart.
Only a little thing tho breadth of a hair so
small
That cither eye nor ear could trace Its silent
fall.
Yet it turned sweet chords to discord, and
Jangled the noble score.
And not till It has been banished can the mu
sic brcutho once more.
Only a ltttie thing a withering breath that
blew
O'er the exquisite bloom of the flower, and
dulled Its tender hue
Yet ne'er ugain shall it smile at tha kiss of the
morning sun.
For the soul of i I s beauty hath vanished, and its
fragile life lit done.
Only a little thing yet from small beginning
flow
The wondrous ways of life, from whence a
world might grow
And In tiniest germs may lurk the poison-bearing
breath
That may lay the hope of a nation low in tha
grasp of death.
Only a little thing yet smallest things may
grow
To mightiest future issues, that now we cannot
know: '
And, handling the little things with a soft and
reverent touch.
We shal) prove that the faithful In little Is the
faithful, too. in much!
Agnes Mac bar. in Chicago Interior.
HIGHBRED HORSES.
Diseases Peculiar to the Aristo
" cratio Equlnes of the City.
W... '"
Their Artificial Uvea Ara Condoelva t
Numerous Allsnenta How the An
imals Are Treated by the
Veterinarians,
c
Indigestion is the curse of he city
horse as well as the city human being.
Probably half the horses in New York
are afflicted more or less with indiges
tion. In their natural state neither
horse nor man knew indigestion
Where man has gone he has taken the
horse with him. and the horse as well
as the man has become the victim of
the diseases which are the penalties of
civilization. The milestones ot modern
civilization are marked by the new dis-
and. later, their cures, discov
ered by the modern physician. When
Russia sent la grippe to trie western
world the horse got it as well as man.
and it showed the same contagious
tendencies in horse communities as in
mn mmmnnfties. Not long ago a
horse in California got the brain fever.
The surgeons at first thought that
there was something the matter with
his ear.
As he couldn't speak, he couldn't tell
the surgeons that his poor old head felt
oa if it was about to split open.
So he did the nest best thing, lie
shook his head as hard as he could,
and tried to raise havoc with every
thine within reach of his heels. After
he was tied firmly the surgeons found
oot the trouble, and in a few days
sent him back to- his owner feeling
like an old gentleman who had just
had a Turkish bath, no doubt to oe
come a source of wonder among all of
hi, hnrjutv friends as beinjr the first
nair who had ever recovered from
r
"wheels in the head."
The modern horse doesn't get writer s
cramp, but the modern horse does get
"racer's heart." The "racer's heart" is
the most aristocratic of horsey affec
tions. A race horse always has a larger
heart than a coach horse or a truck
horse; often he has twice as large a
heart. In racing or trying to beat a rec
ord the greatest possible exertion is re
quired of the heart, which results in
enlargement Sometimes the horse
will have his heart enlarged without
being affected; but often the result is
a valvular disease, which is pretty cer
tain to take him off the track, if not
to kill him. The race horse is a hot
house production, anyway. He is like
a highly civilized man. fcancy Hanks,
for instance, is a sort of Padcrewskl
of the horse world. Your finely bred
horse wouldn't be worth his oats as a
farm horse. It must have a veterinary
surgeon at his heels every minute, and
is prepared for a race with all the care
that a violinist uses in' tuning his in
strument. Men who have big "strings"
of horses have the entire service of a
veterinary surgeon to supervise the
work of the trainers, who play the
part of trained nurses to the his-hlv
nervous beasts. &ucn things weron t
necessary two hundred years ago, but
the horse of to-day has a great many
more nerves than his ancestor, and he
can also run a great deal faster.
It's the horse from the country
which is suddenly set down in the
midst of city life that suffers most.
The youth fresh from the quiet of a
country college town, who does twelve
hours of apprenticeship on a news
paper as his first day's experience in
the artificial life of the city, feels no
worse than the dumb beust. fresh from
pastures green, which is driven a few
miles up Fifth avouue hitched to a
landau. The horse olteu becomes so
. . . , . l : . I. :
nervous mat no noes uuv uom ma
evening meal.
Pneumonia, however, is his greatest
enemy. When the wise slablcuiun
goes home for the night he closes all
of the doors and windows, depriving
the stable of all ventilation. This is
hard on lungs used to fresh country
uir. When the horse is tuken out he
gets a chill and pneuiuoniu cusiics.
Then the poor fellow sits dowu on his
haunches, spreads his feet wide apart
to give liis lungs room, breathes from
his abdomen aud suffers like a hero.
When he convalesces lie is' the
hungriest horse in town. He is fed on
milk punches and eggs, and he de
velopcs such u great liking for them
that he will follow the one who feeds
him about the btnble, using all of the
horse methods of eoaxinj? at hU com
mand. In this, too, he is like num.
Once ho cets a tasto for whisky he
can't get enough of it. If he had his
way he would become an inebriate,
out win not, aiiow nis norse me same
privilege.
There's a hospital for horses up
town where horses are treated for all
of the diseases in the category and
which has a great table to which
horses are strapped for operations. A
wise man who does the doctoring told
the reporter all of the things he is tell
ing you, and many more.
This hospital, which is the annex of
a college, is always experimenting on
horses that are past curing except by
experimenting. It also manufactures
anti-toxine for the board of health,
and possesses famous No. 7, which orig
inally cost 6even dollars. No. -7 has
been at the point of death a dozen
times, but is still alive und covered
with scars where his blood has been
drawn to save the life of his young
countrymen who get the diphtheria.
He won fame in two hemispheres in
stead of the offal cart, because he is a
veritable anti-toxine genius, without a
rival anywhere in the world.
Just now the doctors at the hospital
are experimenting with tctamne.
which is to lockjaw (or tetanus) what
anti-toxine is to diphtheria. A fine
specimen of lockjaw came in the other
day; but before they could inject any
tetamne into him he was dead. One
horse has been cured id France. An
Italian was the first to discover teta
mne. I he Italians and the Germans
are the greatest masters of the theory
of veterinary science, and the English
and Americans are the best practition-ers.-N.
Y. Iresa.
HASTE MAKES WASTE.
How Mas O'Rell Purchased a
Lraw Bat
at St. Male.
Max O'Rell tells the following
in
his "Jacquos Bonhomme : I re
member once It was at St. Malo, in
the summer I entered a hatter s
shop at one o'clock in the afternoon.
A well-dressed, lady-like girl came
out of the back parlor and inquired
hat I wanted.
"I want a straw hat, mademoiselle,"
I said.
"Oh, that's very awkward just
now! .
"I It?"
'Well, you see," she said, "my
brother is at dinner," and, after a
pause of a few seconds, she added:
"Would you mind railing again in an
hour's tithe?''
-Not at a'.I." 1 replied; -I shall be
delighted to do so."'
I was pet only amused but struck
with admiration for the independence
of that worthy halter. After a few
years' residence in England a little
scene of that description was a pre I
treat.
An hour later I called again. The
young girl mad her second appear
ance. "My brother waited for you quite
ten minutes," the said to me; "he
has gone to the cafe with a friend
now."
"I am sorry for that," I said;
"when can 1 see him?"
"If you step across to the cafe, I am
sure be will be happy to come back
and attend to you."
I thanked the young lady, went to
the cafe, and introduced myself to the
hatter, who was enjoying a cup of
coffee and having a game of dom
inoes with a friend. He asked me to
allow him to finish the game, which,
of course, I was only too glad, to do,
and we returned to tbe shop together.
and alter my several hours waiting
was enabld to make the purchase of
a straw hat. Surely, in this case
there was no chance of haste making
waste.
PERSONAL MENTION.
A ijvki.Y old couple were recently 1
married at North Adams. Mass. Elisha 1
Kingsley. aged ninety-two. led to the
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Mrs. Cleveland's Irnten bonnet is;
a mass of l'tirtna violets and so natural !
in appearance that miny people refuse j
to lclieve that thev are artificial.
Bad dreams dis-
tress the man whose '
digestion is out of
order. Constipation
creates more dreams
than are in the infer
nal regions. People
who are troubled with '
fonctimtion s 1 e t '
badly and restlessly.
in the morning feel
ing worse
thin he
did when he went j
to bed. He is listless and without energy.
The chances are he is dizzy, has " heart- I
bum," palpitation, sees black spots be- i
fore his eyes, has headache and is bilious.
What nonsense it is to let a condition of j
that sort continue. Nine-tenths of all
the sickness in the world comes from
constipation and neglect of it. It is a
simple thing to cure if you go about it J
right It's a bad thing and a serious thing
it you don t take tne ngtit medicine. Dr.
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