,0OD BY, OLD TKAB, GOOD-BY.
be'.U ring slow, in muffled lone,
rhilliiif wind rnakettadder tnoan;
fluwrn niv dead and all mutt die,
(jo.nl-by, idd year, good-by.
t i.il.inn iin-umi nin coldly now,
' '.in winter wpiwilli ice-crowned brow,
l'2r fumiiKT it irud and you mutt dip,
Kir fl tiood-bve, old yew, good-by.
you were young, bul now you're old,
B'1 y-uth can Leer bo bought wilb gold;
tL , Iir youth it a.Mil all youth must die,
Ml"
or? f
liiKKl i'V,i.Mear, goou-oy.
,,' 9r glory rami', your giury gur,
,,l.vfl glory fuilra ti..ie breuthet upon,
"tt , it -.,,, Imir mui nriilll ihiill tumlv die.
If
ti 1
. J, , .. , - .
ikKxl-o.i , olil year, gooa-oy.
St Vu brougUl ut many glittering Joyt
i Tout cloyed and broke like childnm's tnyt.
"t'Hir jovt tou bave killed, now you
r" liood-bv." old year, rood-by.
roust die,
ion. Yob brought ut much of galling grie
if, Hut, like our joyt, ita tniart wat brief,
,:, If Joy must ave die, then grief mutt die,
S a Good-by," old year, good-by,
S if ou want a year of a huudred yearn, .
tkHif gloriout triumph that eudcart
t,,, 0tt, ab! aa the othen, thou muatdie,
n f H Oood-by, old year, good-by.
t T liough hutk niut die and kernel livot,
I : H doth the truth each year e'er give;
ij iTliou brought' it utmuch that will not die,
flt J J Good- lye.old year, good-by,
A KKW IKAB CUOUE.
It
KA,m niicrht think, who Haw hor life,
lint fow people led a loneliur life than
, n . . 1- .1,.n wilt.
IDil.
ma Prentice
did. An orphan with
keoDinu up her dead
arrow means,
"ituers nouse, tnere was out juue
i'.ible excitement in buoli an existence.
. 'el bcrs waa a temperamont that did not
'Viuire excitement, and that found bap-ar!-i,iCH8
where others would not dream of
Qj joking for it. ller garden and her
'iiwers were like a household to her; the
Ml hat all over the little bill-town afforded
'eri occupation; sho visited aomewhat
f'niong a fow wealthy acquaintances; and
11 jr, the rest, if oho had any such day
''"-roams as other young girls are wont to
'"odtilge, no one was any wiser for them.
Dli Nobody knew that her father's friend,
ho wealthy Mr. Barnes, had made her a
'landing offer of marriage any time
. ritbin the last three years; nobody knew
,iniifm hor that Bryce Hascom went out
3 a, Mexican ranch because she had no
a miles to give him ; nobody knew whether
Polaroid Hartley's faoe ever glanced out
'Phe windows of her castle in the air;
cfcody knew whether one New Year's
sue looked forward to me next witn
wonder as to what it niijjht bring her
orrow or joy. She was so sweet, so
si;
bl
tie, that people in general Knew no
e of ber emotions tuan oi tnose oi
statue of some saint in its churchly
fet it was only on the lost New Year s
no'vfuiug that, if any one had been able
wjoou behind her curtains, they would
is H e seen her on ber knees be
x e the low blaze of her fire,
lor; ing as if ber her heart would
KT ' ik, burying her faoe in her bands
Dp longing for the night when "tuis
er called living" should be o?or at
"New Tears and New Years!' she
bod. "Ah! how can I bear another
Ions?"
VrhatM Mrs. Hartley, her mothers
id intimate, had some faint idea of the
jiJje that burned under the crust of snow.
Jul Mrs. Hartley was not altogether ini-
wftial in ber judgment of the girl, and
tf ;Vas her morning and evening prayer
s J'jt'Nina should stand in a closer rela
c4du to her than she did at present. But
e 'ml hat would be impossible without her
Harold's intervention, she loft no
),hi unturned to that end. Mrs.
j iiii tley thought she knew a great deal
t Hitter what was good for her son than he
id; and when she bad made up her
Dpaiad that he had better marry Nina
rentice, it was because she consulted
jgiis best welfare possibly without oom
e plete regard to Nina's. She knew that
Inrold, although so affectionate, bad a
'ligh temper; and that Nina had inex
haustible stores of still patience, and
. ',Wt that still patience wonld await the
ime when he should come back to hor
ouger the knight errant, spurred by
rtloss nature, but a quiet and digni-Q-d
gentleman, ready to take his father's
lotiored place in tho community. Her
vi t'oauhes on the question were exceed-
ngly gentle, yet not so gentlo that they
Qjlul not put Harold on his guard, so that
,i waa like the hunted deer snuffing the
pile' afar off.
( "Well, mother, I thank goodness," be
,idi with a laugh, on detecting hor
that we do not live in France
' iml that you can't go and inquire Nina's
. lot and settle the"
jj "It's a very good dot, Harold. Just a
,,!' g little income to keep the wolf from
,ho door and satisfy the reusonablo
luits; and it would be vastly better for
,.tno huHbaud than launching out on the
'reuaendnns fortune of Miss Barnes, with
palaces, so to say, and yachts and racing
1 iorsis."
", "Just give roe a chance to see if it is.
yro to Miss Barnes, mother," cried Har
'jldj gayly. "Ask the amount of her
lot, and if your scapegrace of a son is
orth it. Yachts and racing horses! I
the idea."
l; "Oh, Harold!"
"But Miss Barnes is a beauty, too,
. iuuther, and very sweet and gay. The
','oftn that marries her needn't marry for
,'aet money at all. She would have
plovers if she hadn't a penny in her own
; right. 'Don't ee marry fur money, but
r go wheer money be,"' quoted Harold.
'Excellent advice, that old northern
"farmer's. An I'll go 'where money be'
to-night," as he drew on his gloves.
"Dcn't talk so, Harold. Don't talk
;io, even in jest. Miss Barnes may be
" well enough, for all I know, but her
liuney wonld destroy you, who were not
bora to money. Yon would do nothing,
rnd come to nothing. Bat as for Nina
: Pivntiee, as I said, she's a saint."
' ".Wouldn't do at all for a wife then,
r Wives musn't be too Rood 'for human
attire's daily foqtf.' Think of reproving
, i saint because the buckwheats were flat,
.Or the buttons off. Adios, you manag
. Jig mamma," and he was gone.
' ' It was a misty summer night, so thick
; r e could hardly see a star. But those
i f.nging steps needed no guiding fl'ar to
iroct them; for, to tell the truth, Har
i 1 Hartley inspected himself of being
H?idj more than half in love with Miss
jJaraes. Undoubtedly, there was some
I h i in her superb surronndings that
i i to her own charms; and she!
ed, too, aa entirely at home in them 1
as the flowor that blossoms in the rich
moist air of the hot house. That velvet
lawn, set with its flaming exotica and
beds of flowers with the the lcft.r porches
and wide hulls behind it, the dimly lit
drawing-rooms, and the diuing-room,
with its generous sides-boardall the
consciousness of ease 'and comfort and j
delight of the senses about the the place, I
made vUiung Alias Humes a very pleas
ant way of passing time; andthon, more
over, as ber father was a prominent man
of affairs among the politicians of the
country, one met there people who en
lurgeil the monUl horizon and made a
man think for himself, and think more
of himself.
To night, however, as he went along,
his mother's words gave him a a little
thought, and it did occur to him that it
wac unwise to let himself become so used
to all this luxury and splondor on a ven
ture; for, after all, a girl or such wealth
and fascination as Mias Barnes had her
choico from a crowd of lovers, of whom
he was but one, and tho least conspiou-
as.
Just us these salutary reflections stole
through his mind his ear was caught by
the crying of a child, and he paused to
look into the window of the cottage that
he was then passing, and to see a woman
hudiiug a little child whose face was
bidden in her neck a slender, durkly
olad woman, who moved here and there,
with the baby on her arm, attending to
tht, wants of a number of other children,
.while a man sat at the table, with his
arms thriibt out before him and bis
head fallen between them, in an attitude
of abject despair. The woman's back
was toward him all the time; but some
thing about her reminded him of Miss
Nina l'rentice.
"Pretty much what I might expect, I
suppose," groaned Harold, "if I obeyed
my mother. By Goorgo! ' as the wonikn
half turned, a sweot, a sad face, and del
icate profile of figure; "I believe it is
Nina!"
. But its sbsurditv destroyed the fancy,
and he went on his way, whistling a bar
of the "Wanderer," aud would have
very shortly have benu with Miss Barnes
bad he not bcon detained by a discussion
with a friend at a corner, and had not
then Hteppod into a pool of water, and
been obligod to bunt np a boot-black,
tho little wretch afterwards keeping
him waiting some time for a trifle of
chauge.
"I declare," said he to Nina, when at
last he reached Miss Barues' parlors "I
thought I saw you married to a drunken
laborer, as I came along to-night, with a
gang of babies around"
"What made you think him drunken?"
asked Miss Nina, with her swoet serious
ness. "Oh! his looks the arms on the table,
the fallen head, unkempt, unshorn, yon
know, and the rest."
"I suppose," said Nina, "that a poor
man, whose wife was lying dead in the
adjoining apartment, might look very
much that way."
"1 believed it was you!" rejoined Har
old. "Do I look like it?" she asked, lightly.
"And have I a dunl existenco, to be here
aud there too?" And then, as Harold
glanced at her in airy muslius and for-get-me-nota,
he smiled at the ittoa; and
she seemed all at once as different from
that woman, and all other women, as if
she had stepped out of another star; yet,
for all that a man does not care to marry
a woman, different from othor women,
simply to oblige his mother.
"What are yon two talking about?"
asked Miss Barnes, standing before them
just then, the picture of a Bacchante,
with hor head bound with currant
leaves and her clustering curls like
grape bunches about her laughing face.
"Aro you promising Nina that you will
come to Washington this winter? Nina
is to bo with me the for the holiday?,
you know. If you should, swell my
list on New Year's." And then sho went
dancinor down the room, for the misty
night had driven everybody in doors;
and a waiter was just then bringing in a
tray of juleps.
"When I was a little confirmed drunk
ard of the age of ten, I signed the
pledge," said Miss Barnes, conveying the
waiter to Harold. "But I didn't know
how nice juleps were. Now I am totally
depraved. Here, Mr. Hartley. Nina. It
is quite as immoral to drink lemonade
with straws as it is to drink juleps. The
sin lies altogether in the straws!'
"Itdopends on tho individual whether
there is any sin about it, I think," said
Niua. "Bat I love lemonade. A lem
on seems to me to carry coolness into the
tropics."
"And you don't know why you should
burn your throat that long white
throat out with the other? Get thee to
nunnery!" As tho gay girl lifted her
glowing glass to the wax-lights. Uartly
whispered to Nina:
"I don't believe the Bachontes used
btraws."
And he was astonished that Nina did
not laugh. But that night the faces of
the two girls kept shining npon out of
the darkness as he walked home. The
one, the self-indulgent, laughing beauty;
the other, if not beautiful, yet, certainly
a lovely face in its fairness and perfect
calm. And the girl, lifting her glass to
the glow of the wax-lights, did not seom
to him so charming as before.
"Do yon know," said Mr. Hartley's
mother, one twilight, some time after
ward, "I'm afraid I have been doing an
injustice to Miss Barnes? She really
has a heart. The poorMcNultys! When
Mrs. MuNulty died, she used to go
down there every evening, and carry a
supper, and hear the children's prayers,
and put them to bed, and leave a break
fast ent for the father in the morning.
Just think of that girl doing such
things?"
"Did she tell you she did, mother ?"
asked Harold.
"Well, no; that it, not exactly. I
heard that one of the Hill ladies was
down at the McNnlty's doing these
things, and spoke of it incidentally to
Miss Barnes; and she asked me to fay
nothing about it, and said she only did
what she couldn't help doing; and when
I said I thought it a great deal f Dr her to
leave all her gay life every sunset, and
go down there, night after night, and
wait on that family, and then hurry
home to her household of company, she
colored np so prettily, and said we were
all stewards, and ii was duty and pleas
ure too, to do what she could."
"Humph!" said Harold Hartley. He
knew very well, sow, who it was that he
aaw through the window of the McNalty
cottage. Bat, after all, a pretty face
covers a multitude of sins. He set about
forgetting the deceit; he roaaonod that
it was a girlish jest, signifying ii'itliiug; J
and be went to WaH!iiin!'"ii , ii tn. 1
same, shortly after the uoit i.i.v scomhi
arrived, and presented himself amoug
the first New Year's callers at the great
doors of Mr, Barnes' fine residence there,
"Ah! have you come?" cried Miss
Barnes, hurrying to meet him. "We
were much afraid you wouldn't. And
now, yon know so fow people in town,
that you have no calls to make, and I
want you to stay the whole day here
with us. I've a perfect crowd of pretty
firls to help me reoeive, and a dear deaf
and dumb old duenna for a chaperon,
atd it will be ouo long festival! Will
you have some refreshments now?
Champagne punch? There's some
Madeira, fifty years old. Ah! bora's tho
bell; evory man to his post! There are
no privates here; but I am a Captain
General!" and she danced back to her
place, well oontent that Mr. Hartley
bhonld see the triumphs of this day.
And thete was a triumphal procession
the golden youth; loungers, clerks, at
taches, members, senators, secretaries,
officers in their spleudid uniforms, all
swelled tho ranks, swept through tho
great bouse, and kept it thronged with
groups in the rose drawing room, groups
iu the gray parlor, in the iuusio hull, the
dining-room and tho conservatory.
Aa the day wore on Miss Barnes, with
a portion of her attendants, was as much
in the dining-room as tho drawing-room,
sauntering in with one and out with an
other, or standing under the heavy cur
tains between the rooms. What a pic
turo she made, Harold thought, iu her
scarlet satins, with yellow poppies in her
hair, against the background of the eit
rino colored curtains. There she was
now, taking that Venetian gem of a do
canter from a servant, and herself pour
ing wine for an old senator, who had,
perhaps, already too much. Here came
a parcel of gold-laced olllceis, tlimlied
and gay and handsome. What did sho
mean by nrging that old port on the
half -tipsy boy among thorn, while the
others laughed and jested with her?
Harold was not ordinarily troubled
with scruples; but this seemed to him to
pass the limits of a jest, and he experi
enced a sense of relief as he saw a lady
approach in the shadow of the curtain,
and placing her hand on his arm, lead
the boy away. Gowned iu gleaming
white aatiu, her shining shape crossod
that scarlet blaze like the passing of a
moonbeam', and knowing who it was aud
followed; but it was only to find Nina
alone in the gray parlor, the boy having
laughed her onp of bouillon to scorn and
left her out of hand,
thinking sho might have trouble, Harold
"Isn't it too bad?" she said, with a
laugh that was half a sigh, after all.
"He asked roe if I was a temperance
lectnrer, and called this delicious
bouillon 'slops.' Will you have it?"
"Whore huve yon been all day?" hn
Butd, setting dowu the cup.
"Oh, I am ou duty on this side. Wt
are all stationod by plan of battle; bul
most of my batollion have deserted tc
the other rooms. Isn't this a lovelj
one? It almost unfits a person for quiet
life ut home, these gay nights and days.
It would at least, if one were quite at
rest in it."
It was a lovely room. It tempted all
Harold's old love of ease and luxury.
The gray velvet on the floor, draping the
walls, covering the cushioned divans,
wearing a frosty bloom undor the silver
chandeliers, tho delicate-carved jades,
and ivories, aud spars, the one whito
winged marblo, it seemed, somehow, as
if Nina herself bad taken shape from all
these pure, pearly shadows. He looked
through the gleaming arches that led
from room to room, and saw the scarlet
clad and golden-orovned beauty stand
ing there, with tho ruby glass susponded
in her hand as she offered it to some
new guest, ami a strange shudder stole
over him.
Unjust as it might be, for that single
moment the one of the two girls was like
a picture of the incarnation of sin and
the other of innocence. He remembered
the icy morning, a fow weeks ago, when
he had seen Nina in her swansdown
mantle holding np a sheaf of wheat
against the blue sky, and a hundred lit
tle belated birds hovering round it, with
whirring wings and chirruping cries,
and he turned and looked at Nina with a
piercing gaze again, before which her
soft eyes fell, till the blushes streamed
up to meet the lashes; and as he gazed
knowledge came slowly swelling up in
Harold's heart and soul that, whatever
attraction dark aud glowing beauty and
lnxurious surroundings had had for his
sonsos, it had been for his senses alone,
and that Ithe love of his life
bad suddenly sprung, full grown
and winged for an eternal
flight so eternal that now, in the first
momeut of its recognition, he could no
more tell if it had ever had beginning
aud if it would ever have an end. So
white, so fair, so sweet, so pure waa it
pobsible that he had been blind to it all
for years? So white, so fair, so sweet,
so pure, was it possible that he could
win bet? Would she take the poor
remnant he had to give his "jeunesse
epuisee."
Tor one brief moment Harold Hartley
felt pangs of punishment that seemed to
have lasted for years, and he felt like a
sad old man as he still gazed at her.
But he was one not to be long daiinted,
either by his own unworthiness or by the
cruelty of fate. In a heart beat or two
he was himself again, and he plunged in,
aware that, even if she weald have none
of him now, it gave him the vantage
ground of her compassion for the future.
"I am glad," bo said, "that you are
not at rest in this life. It is a difforeot
life that I wish you to share. Nina, is it
possible" And then a little hand stole
into his, and he led her away into the
palm shadows of the conservatory. "Ab!
what a fool I have been," he was saying
exultantly, as he bent over her. " Why
did I never know that I loved you be
fore?" "I always felt you did," she was mur
muring to reply. "I always knew you
would if not here then hereafter. -For
I never remember the time when I did
not love you I"
"And this New Year's day," be said,
"is the gateway of a new life for both of
ns. Abl with God's Lelp, what a life lies
befoie nsl"
The captain-general of the Philippines
report that, after a severe hurricane the
cholera, which was of a bad type, nearly
disappeared from Manila.
TfD' i COVIT OF SKIT YEAR'.
"By the wy." I Mr. Samuel GIohm.
"I'vi' U tter Mtle Ted; it's quite
a heavy ono, ton sc. , for a chap of ten;
but I can't ma'ie nut such a scrawl. Here
mamma, you r-.ul it."
Before Mrs. Gloss could reach out ber
baud Uncle Joe, Mr. Gloss bachelor
brother, interfered with:
"Let me hive the boy's letter; I al
ways did like that young scamp of
yours."
After smiling at the dowu hill tendency
of the supercsription, Uncle Joe soon bo
came absorbed over the pages that began
in text-hand, continued in spider tracks,
aud at last rose to the diguity of hiero
glyphics. The Gloss family, tired out after the
holiday season, were having a domestic
evening in the dining-room. The li
brary, artistically hung in old Spauish
leather, lacked the embellishments that
grow out of daily use, aud oppressed one
like a great bronze extiuguisher; the
long drawing room, thi conventional
parlor, wa too like a mammoth and
splendid hearse to admit of even its pro
prietors feeliuf home iu it. So about
tho diuiug-tabL jere gathered papa ami
mamma Glosa,.the Misses Lou and llosio
Gloss, Mr. Sorghum, a gentleman of
many smiles and compliments, of many
suits of flno clothing, of a dog-cart, and
gorgeous living generally, and Uncle
Joe, unmarried, crusty and rich. There
was also a young fellow called Fred.
Tremane, but he was only a chap in
papa's office at a small salary, though he
had six feet of uncommonly good looks,
still he was vory modest. "And no won
der," as Lou whispered to Rosie, "he
ought to be. Twelve hundred a year, in
deed." Sorghum remarked, in his sweetest
toues, "How seldom a poor dog of a
bachelor like me has the chance of en
joying a happy family gathering.
A stgh, carefully given out for only
Ilosie to bear, was a graceful hint of
his dissutisfactiou with a bachelor's exist
ence. Mamma Gloss clasped her plump
hands in a littlo ecstasy, and answered:
"No ono can have any idea of tho poace
and content of family life." A smile
both maternal and encouraging showed
that Mr. Sorghum was an approved can
didate for the position of son-in-law.
Lou, who was clover, and had a lofty
bearing, a marble-white skin, and won
derful rows of coal black scallops on her
pretty forehead, made' a properly inno
cent and girlish comment on the baohelor
remark ; but llosio, who was a confiding
blonde with big gray eyes, said nothing,
and kept on with her crochet work.
Sorghum used inwardly a warm emolli
ent of Wall street invective, and wishod
himself the Afghan stripe that could so
hold her attention.
Just then Charlie Hedge (the young
stock brokerage firm was Hedge &
Sorghum) dropped in, and nodding
familiarly to his partner, joinod the fam
ily circle by taking a place at Lou's Bido.
Ho exclaimed:
"How jolly?" A regular boom in do
mestic evenings, eh, Miss Lou?
Now Uncle Joe was Bixty at least, tall,
grizzled, clean-shaven, heavy-browed,
with a cast-iron look that seemed ex
pressly made to withstand humbug, and
steel-cold, sharp eye that could pierce
the neatest coating of sham. Having at
last finished his reading, be sat avhile
shading his face with his hand; then
looked np suddenly) as if he had made
np his mind to something, cast a search
ing and discomforting glance around the
table, and asked:
"Who would liko to hear Teddy's let
ter?" ''I, said Sorghum, with the liveliest
interest. "Ted must be a capital boy.
He' your brother." (This last in an
aside to Bosie. )
"Fine boy," confirmed Hedge. "Saw
him here New Year's. So cheeky.
Cheek is business capital. Ted will suc
ceed. Let's have the letter."
"I think my Teddy is very bright,"
remarked Mrs. Glose, "and so I always
keep him at school, where he has the
best advantages."
"Yes," answered Uncle Joe, with an
inscrutible intonation, "the boarding
school is such an advantage to a child of
ten."
"Oh, yes, undoubtedly," sighed
mamma, with a pensive look at the dia
monds on her nice fat fingers; "and we
mothers sacrifice everything to the good
of our dear children.
Uncle Joe coughed noisily, and then
asked, "Are you all sure you want to
hear the letter and that you'll sit still
until the md?"
Quite an amiable clamor of voices as
sented ; so he began the epistle, which,
grammatically, and orthographically ran
in this wise:
"Dkab Father A Mother Professor
Whacker gave us a subjeo for our first
composition when we come bao after the
new Years & put into it all we saw A
herd wile we was home at New year
time so i roto mino &. yistorday he gave
it back onto me with very good marked
onto it and he sed for me not to leave it
Lyin roun luce So I guess ho
thort it was pretty go ail & i guess I will
send it to You so as you see I make prog
gres i brush my teath very carefull evry
cite A I am entirely out of pokit money
your iff son "Teddt."
A murmur of amused admiration went
around, and every one composed him
self with a smile, for further listening.
"an account of new yeakh
"Boys A gurls hav fun at Christmas
and get presints in there stockings Ao
but new Years tynos is for grown folks
christmas eve children has lots of fun so
i think Grown folks ort to have fun Ne
years eve. i dont want to be mean about
nothin so I didunt anser back nothin to
my Sister loo wen she called me a trub
blesome boy for sittin down in her room
after dinner ew years save she was
"Skolding a little woman wot was a
dressmaker and had brort a long tuiled
pink dres home snmhow fixed np wrong
and she had her hair all in little iron
griddions to make it sknllup nice the
next nay.
Miss Lou flatbed, then laughed aloud
nervously, to show that she enjoyed the
joke. Untie Joe, without so much as a
quiver of bis busy eyebrows, went on:
"Rosy was sitting with her feet karled
np under her eting candy and reding a
story cook in her room she sed go way
Teddy and ma the was in ber room bav'
ing a row with Kamil the made about her
does and she said go way Teddy too,
then I aava were shall I go to, and she
says yon may go to the Club and find
wnir father. I know where the Fenix
(..'lull i-. J .lit ii'it'i' the koruer I n t
father w lii.- plnying cards wiili
some uicu and he said go iud sit doa n
my son.
"So I set down A looked at some pic
tures thoro was two nicu talking A i
guess they didunt know me but they
koowed my sister good kause one
says Charlie, you go iu for
loo if You can stand her tem
per A He go in for the bloody theii
we will make the old man gloss settil our
bills ile brake her temper if I get her
says charlie A i will get more capatil for
the Firm.
"bloudy is meek A will stay at Home
A not intcrfcar with me i Guess says the
other feller any way we will share the
proffots."
A funereal silence feel upon the room.
Hedgo looked unnaturally child-like and
unconscious. Sorghum pulled his runs
tacho over a bad imitation of a smile.
"thon father he after a good while he
cot ui) A out on his Cote to co home A
just outside tho door of the club House
a man said something to father and
father said lots of Swear Words that
ain't allowed boys in Professor Whack
er's skool A, It was all about a Settil-
ment.
"And father said be hadunt got the
money for it. So i that it was a new-
year's presiut that the Muu wanted pa to
liuyhim.
"then we went home. Mother says to
pa the gurls will look ellegant tomorror
A they will be sure to ketch something
wurth wiloatlast.
"Father sys they bed better ketch it
pretty quick then for things is cotuin' to
an end theu all of a suddiu pa ponnsed
on me A sent me to bed.
"the uex Day which was nowyears uo
boddy et breutfast down stares but me,
aud father looked splendid A to did i.
we had ou our does A the carriage
was ready to tako us calliu. wen ma A
the guris came down they were vory
butifnl cspeshully loo tho I like Rosy
best.
"ma says pa what do you think of
your chick er Biddys and kissod him.
"i'a says humf ! And wo wout (Jut an I
ho bunged the front door."
Mr. Gloss used every wilo to turn
Undo Joe's attention; but he went on
mercilessly:
"Some of the Ladys we called on was
old A some was yuug. the olo ones
mosely had no necks iu their Dresses A
a good many had oriuiiy pink cheeks a
ditty eyes with black Sinudg under
them.
"but Pa sod the Same thing cvry
wheres.
"bow charming You Are to Day says
pa to all of them A he bowed A bowed.
And he kinder laded A Bobbed round A
looked Silly then he come out A jumped
iu Tho carriiige A says Swear words
ageu.
"says i is it Fun to mako calls pa.
"Says pa its a nuseuso so says I wot
makes you do it Pa.
"Sosierty says pa thon i asked who So
sierty waa A pa says Nusonso ageu then
ho tells me to hold my tuug
so "then we went to see a ugly old
woman with lots of dimons A she wanted
to Kiss Me A i wouldunt do it A after
Wards pa skolded me A said she was
Misses Koopons A I must always kiss
such a ltioh ole lady Then I asked pa
if he was sick A be sed lie wasnnt and I
told Him I herd Misses Koopons say he
was a sick Offant.
"And father sod more Swear words A
made the Coach man drive mo home,
ma A the gurls wer in the parlor A so
was the two men that talked A Bout loo
And rosy at tho dub The big feller with
trie nms tash Baid to Rosy she was a
crewel darling A rosy She turned her
back to him
"then ma plusod Uosys arm and said
she was a little fool A had no fealing for
her family A rosy oryed softly rite down
on the Maokaroons i was eting cake all i
anted A no boddy notised
"charlie forgut all a Bout loo s temper
I Guess bekanse he said to her my
butiful kween i will be a good abbediunt
husband loo laffed A hit him with her
fun then lots more came in A they all
looked silly like father A all the ole men
told ma she looked like rosy's sister,
that aint bo bukauBe ma is orful fat."
By this time the whole company had
risen, and were trying, to interrupt the
reading; when Uncle Joe, in a voice of
thunder, commanded attention. They
all fell back into their seats, and re
mained, with many curious changes of
countenance, silent to the end.
"then Nite oome on A Loo A rosy went
Up stares A put more wite powder on
there faces A looked at there Baok hair
in the Glas A loo said rosy ort to mary
mister Sore Gum bekause he was so rich
A loo said she was going to mary mis
ter hedge bekanse lie was rich All tho
ho was a fool A then they went Down
Stares.
"a big tall yung man come into the
liberary were i had bid my kandys A
rosy sed out loud i want to show you
this Nice room, they was behind the door
A he sed haven't you got eny new years
for me Rosy A she sed yes frod A gave
him a kiss behind the door A be sed o
rosy if i was only rich A then ma came
to the entree A they ran out A looked
Silly two.
"then i went to sleep sittin on my bun
dil of candyi A when ma woke me up
every body had gone away A ma sed she
hated new Years A loo sed the men were
all monkeys and rosy bad a HeJake.
then i went to bed but Some thing had
made me orful sick tho i dont beliof it
was cake A i went To rosys Room softly.
She was cryin A setting on the floor by
the fire then i went into mas room A
She was cryin too and Pa was say in We
are Livin on a Volcaner i tell yon.
"i was kinder skared bekause volka
neers burn you all up A are verry
dangerus. Ma says Samuel i Kant help
it the gurls must dress A we must keep
np appearances, says i ma why kant we
moDve off the volksneer and buy a new
House np to Sentril Park.
"pa says whore did that yung skamp
come from A then the flor jumpt np A
hit me A ma sed it was kause i had et
two much terrash.
"A i was orful sick all nite. The next
morning Kamil the made helped me git
np and sed 1 was to go rite off to skool
Agen and the Coachman was to take
Care of me i went to say good By to loo.
she was in bed with gridirons in her
hair eting lots of brekfast. rosy kiaaed
me A her eyes was al red A she sed teddy
deer they are braking my hart A I prom
ised Her when I grow np I will lick them
all.
"i like jl-y pretty woll eousidoria she
la my hi-lur. pa aud ma waa shut np in
the lioeiun fa bud lots of little paper
on tin tulicl. .
"Ho suiil loifii at them.
"dresses, hounita, flnoary, jewelry, I
kant pay thorn I tol you we are livin be
yond our muues. Uo is evvery boddy
aays tuu but the gurls will marry wol,
says pa look ut rosy she is in love with
that good look in Uusgal on 11 hundrod a
year.
"She sliart hav him suys ma now don't
be a brute uiid out do u expensis per
haps jo will help you out my brother jo
is a Stiiigeo olo kur says pa. A if ho
knws wo aro lied an ears over in det he
wuddent levo Ted a cent.
"I dont want a sent pa says I fivo scnts
aiut much iV one sent aint nothin A nn-
kle jo is an ole bare says i. o Send tho
boy to skool he makes me Cray Zy says
pa A niu kissed me in a hurry A pusht
mo Long to tho doro.
"pa bad Ins bed burryed in his hands
A kept savin 100-ined, rooined. and all
for appearances So i um tirod of riting
such a long Compersishun and tho coach
man took mo bao to Bkool A that is al i
know a Bout uew years.
Uncle Joe iiutetly folded uu the
scrawl aud looked out from under the
thatch of his eviilirnu s at Hoilun m-hn
- t -- -o I - -i
glancing at Lou, and seeing she was
dangerous, silently loft tho room and tho
house. Sorghum followed, also po
litely escorted to tho door by Uncle Joe's
steady gaze. Tho method failed with
I' red 1 remaine, for the look only sent
him aa far as Rosin'a sido, where he sat
down with determination. Mrs. Gloss
was sobbing hysterically, aud hor hus
band scorned inclined to drop down
dead.
"Well," Undo Joe began; "well.
arcutyou a pack of idiois to sacrifice
your own comfort and honesty for this
wretched show of fashionable life? Now
I'vo always disappointed you in the
money way, und I'll do it still." Mr.
Sum Gloss trembled. "I'll do it still;
for yon think I'm going to see you to
ruin and I won't. I will look over mat
ters with you, Sum, and find out how I
can put yon on your legs again. But
stop this high pressure living, and give
this girl, Kohip, to 1 remaine, who is a
good follow, if lie is pour."
Rosio anil irod tried to say some
words of thanks, but failing to do just
ice to their feelings, consoled each othor
by clasping humla.
"i.bere is worse misery than poverty,
Uncle Joe went on, "and Miss Loo had
better cast about for some good boy at a
thousand-dollar salary, for no more
brokers will desire her dowry to mend
thoir capital, At for Ted," and Undo
Joe rote to go in tho library with his
brother "he's an example to all young
writers exact, truthful, impartial. I
value his roauuscript. I shall keep him
in pocket uioocy and make him my
heir."
Khfl llldn't Dare to.
The other day a man and woman came
to a sudden halt on Grand River street,
and the woman dropped a basket sho
was carrying anil called our
"I will! I will! I'll not live with you
onothor day!"
"You'll leave me, will you?" he calmly
asked.
"Yes, I will!"
"When?"
"Now right off this minuter'
"You'll go away?"
"Yes, sirl"
"I wouldn't if I were you."
"But I will, and I defy yon to pre
vent me! I have suffered at your hands
as long as I can put no with it!"
"Oh. I shan't try to stop yon," he
quietly replied. "I'll simply report to
the polioe that my wife, has mysteriously
disappeared. They will want your de
scription, and I shall give it. You wear
No. 7 seven shoes; you have an extra
large mouth; you walk stiff in your
knees; your nose turns up at the end;
hair the oolor of terra cotta, the newest
in fashion ; eyes rather on the squint,
voice partukes of "
"Wretch 1 you wouldn't dare do that!"
she screamed.
"I certainly will, and the description
will go into all the papers."
They glared at each other for a minute
like oats.
"Then he walked on. She looked np
and down the street, gritted hor teeth
togother, and then followed on after. He
had what they oall the dead wood on her.
Detroit Free Press.
Among the new pnblio buildings un
der the Treasury Department for which
provision is made in this year's estimates
is one at Baltimore to oost 8500,000; an
othor at Cincinnati to be worth $(!50,-
POOO; another at Detroit, $100,000; Phil
adelphia, 8420,008; Columbus, O., 10U,
000; Concord, N. II., $100,000; Syracuse,
$100,000. Some small cities ask for
large buildings, of which the following
localities ami amounts are examples:
Abingdon, Vu., $2!i,000; Council Bluffs,
850,000; Dallas, 8117.500; Dos Moines,
855,000; Erie, S50.000; Fort Wayne, 850,
000; Leavenworth, Kan., 890,000; Lynoh
burg, 850,000; Marquette. ' Mioh., 850,
000; Oxford, Miss., 850,000. If all these
aud others aro to be so well provided for,
San Francisco ought to have her turn
for a new postoffice before long.
Artesian Wells. The government
artesian well, one hundred miles east of
Denver, on which work has been prose
ontod for the past year, has proved a
complete success. On the 5th of De
cember, eight feot of loose gravel, with a
sandstone foundation below it, was
struck, tapping a submarine stream,
which sent up to the surface an inex
haustible flow of clear, pure water. This
fortunate result of an experiment about
which so many people of the West bavo t
felt so deep an interest, will greatly en- '
courage private enterprise of this kind
in Montana and elaewhere to secure
water for irrigating purpose and the re
clamation of desert lands. Another year
should not pas without the trial of se
curing flowing wells in the territory.
An Excellent Gravy. Gravy, which is
excellent with boiled fish or with pork
steak, is made by browning a sliced
onion in a little batter, and adding a
little at a time some beef stock; thicken
with Mour rubbed smooth in a little of
the cold stock. Add, if you have it.
some chopped parsley or Worcestershire
sauce. If served with pork, a table
spoonfal of tomato catsup ia good. Bait
and pepper.