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WHERE THE KISSES GROW. sw leap from the soul of a baby And then all over It spread, , tie white and Pink o' lt toe tips, To the halo of gold round Hi bead ; rrom the depths of IU dainty dimples, From the roseate, laugbtcr-turncd lip, tram the smooth, shapely neck and aboulden 'tnetape',l''"fllKertlP' ehefTebiild'-n within every heart-fold, AnJ cuddled down close to the core, od tho' ,nfT re evermore gathered, still I &ai tnt"e 1 ""U"MI-'0' nurel And escn 0116 0"D, softer ttntl sweater Than the treasure I found just before till I woud ir If ever the sweetest U taken from baby's vast store. 8a daily I search for md seize them, And hourly I pluck a new prize goraetlmen from the whitest of foreheads, Sometimes from the brightest of eyes; And I wbHpor-O I onge'.-klssod baby, Do you fed can rou over 1ult9 know Of the wor.d irful worth of these kisses That ever continue to growt Of the wearisome woes that tbey softcnf Of the heart-cares they curtain from sightt Tint their mugio sours out through the sua shine, And on thro' the knells of the nlghtf I hold that we're higher and better For every fresh kiss that we take. For every fond lovo-tokon given When given for sacred love's sake) For if parity's planted In enrthdom. Then surc'y it springs from the soul Of that beautiful, anguMike being, As its life-page begins to unrolL gflriigatlior them early and often, 1 From the bright curly head to the toe, I can't rob the woo t6t of le treasures For still they'll contlnuo lo g owj And in after years thero'll gloam a mom'ry fi That backward forever will flow, To that boiinle-eyed babe of the bygone, Wnoso klssos no longer may grow. Detroit Free Press. THE DEACON'S WOOING. His Quest After Western Land on the B ee. lTIE sun had disnppe ar o d behind the hills of Now Bethany, and mountain tops changing from rose to purple when Deacon Pinch stopped his melancholy old mare In fr-ml of the village post nl.. It nrna Ki t ito.ln night, the only time when fib New Bothany roused itself VaiiVJl from its lethargy and showed any Bigns of life and energy. The rest of the week it drowsed and languished after the fashion of small eountry towns romote from railway and manufacturing centers. "Whoa, Mary Janol" said the deacon, with unnecessary emphasis, throwing the reins on the mnro's broad back and iprlnglng to the ground. But tho despondent Mary Jane had al ready ce9ed her shamming from sbeei force of habit Ten years' service with thedcacon had made herporfectly famil iar with the accustomed round of stop ping-places. Wednesday night it was prayer-vneeting; Sunday, the churcb tervico, and Saturday night invariably the postoltlco, and, as a late variation, in after pauso at tho bouse of Mrs. Betsey Hill, the milliner, who, for I quarter of a ountury, had supplied the women of New Bethany with headgeai fearfully and wonderfully made. The moment the deacon stopped Inside the office he knew, from the unusual buzz of conversation, that something extraordinary had happened. "Heard tho news eh, deacon?" asked one of the village loungers. The deacon looked up, Inquiringly. "Miss Kcziah's bad an amazin' streak of luck." "It's been nothln' but an amazin' itreak of luck ever since sho was born,' returned the deacon. "If ownin' the bosl farm in town and havin' money at inter est Isn't luck, I'd like to know what is." "Yes; but this is something out ol common. You used to know her broth er, who died years ago and left his only child for Miss Keziah to bring up? Wa'al, when the old man Mead died, Miss Keziah took tho farm as ber share of the property, and her brother, boin' oU ravin' turn of mind, took the few thousand of personal property as hls'n, ud Invested 'em in Western lands which turned out to bo worthless, and he lost every cent be pnt in. Folks al ys blamed him for bein' so foolish ind hasty, and they say grief and morti fication like hasten bis death. Wa'al, it turns out they have put railroad square through the land, and It's Bonl leal estate way up, nobody knowf HEARD THE KKWS EH, DEACOS?" W Miss Keziah's been offered "Kb on to $8,000 for the lands, and they J she will get evor so much more if we only hulls on." j'You don't mean it?" v 3 dew; it's as tew as 8crlpture." She'll hold out. never fear." said the wcon; "and I hold it to be our bounden 'y. as neighbors, to advise her to that esd." "stead of lingering, as usual, for the '''ugegossip-for New Bethany post '"ice on Saturday night answered the Wrpose of a weekly paper the deacoi ed to be in a hurry to get home. '"m the night of the choir rehear nd in driving by the church hi "Mary Mead, Miss Keziah's niece rin up the steps. He suddenly TPPed op hi, gieepy 0ia mare and home at a break-neck rate of "Xow ' jour time, Solomon Pinch," he rfd to himself. "It's tnebbe a rt? bile afore yell have such a good K'lo. She'll be sure to be alone eouple of hours or so-bU old Jy' no toppin' here to-night," be s M , ing th" UnM ' Budden twl8t Ww ,ne ,now inclination to stop .ore Betsey Hlll'i house; "we've other trj bow, old girl." be reached borne he drove the under the horse-abed and tied bei V there. lnsteinl r.-i nsimi vi v u"unies8ing ser as fcm n h6 entored h bouse, and .tl'y fallowing the scant, suppe, which the hired woman placed hZl him. donned his best clothe, and drove off again at a rapid pace. ''Law sakes a'ive!" exclaimed the woman, amazed. "The deacon's got !iB J? n'Ur"lnJ8uro1 If the first lsrabrik;7hl,ntodl8roiaoinb Ever since the death of his wife Deacon Pinch had looked on Miss Koziah as her probable successor. For years he had gazed with covetous eyes 2,,Mi"i in,H?!0'4 farra' with lu ub stantial buildings, but he never could screw his courago up to tho point of facin? tho snapping black eyes of its owner. Of late ho had been seen sever- si tlmos knocking at the door of Mrs. Betsey Hill's little brown house and the worthy milliner was overjoyod at tho opening of tho brilliant prospect before her. But tho nows of tho sudden rise in Western lands caused Mrs. Hill, with her small possessions, to sink into Insignificance by the side of the rich woman with hor well-tillod acres, her overflowing barns and hor prospective thousands of dollars. The idoa of failure in his matrlmoni al venture never for an Instant entorod the Deacon's head. "The way afore ye is as plain and straight as a pipe stem, Solomon Pinch," he murmured, s he walked away toward Miss Keziah's side door. "Women is most alike agor and willing to cmbraco matri monial opportunities. Thoy'll snap at an offor like a hungry trout at a worm. She has got the money, and I hev got the prominenco and infiuonce. That's a p'int not to be overlooked, and deacons isn't to be had every day. Put hor money and my infiuonce togother, and I rather guess we'll stand about on top of the heap in New Bethany." Miss Keziah was sitting by the table knitting, as usual. She had just begun to narrow for the toe of tho stocking when a step soundod on the walk. She throw down the stocking and opened the door, and. holding tho lamp high above her head, her eyes rested on the amazing spootacle of the deacon in all the Sunday magnificence of white shirt and shiny black broadcloth. "Well, I never," she ejaculated, and then, fool ing that her reception bad boen hardly bospltablo, she lowered the lamp and said, kindly: "Come in, deacon, come in." "Thank ye, thank ye; I don't mind il I dnw." "Take a seat, deacon." 'Thank ye, I don't mind If I dew." Tho deacon surveyed the attractive room, which, with its cheery. fire and comfortable cushioned chairs, seemed a veritable paradise in comparison with bis untidy, ill-kept home. Ho placed his hat on tho floor besido his chair, displaying his scanty gray locks, in geniously plastered over the top of his head, bo as to cover as much of the bald surface as possible. There was a long pause. "Any thing going on, deacon?" asked Miss Keziah, resuming her knitting. She was greatly puzzled to account for thoso Sunday clothes. "Nothin' within the range of my ob servation. There won't be much a-goin' en now till 'lection time; thlngs'll be protty lively then." "Want to buy any hay this year?" shlrpcd Miss Keziah. "Mine is extra good this season; my hired man says it's the best harvest yield in town." "I rather guess I'll hev' enough to carry mo thro' the winter. If I don't 1 shall know where to come for hay as is bay. I declare your farm docs beat kill I feel kfnd o' rigged like when I think tho best farm in town is man aged by a woman." Miss Keziah smiled graciously, and the deacon drew his chair a little nearer bis hostess. "It must be a great load for ye to carry alone. Such a large farm is a tremendous responsibility for a lone woman." , "Oh, I don't mind it. It keeps mo roper busy." The deacon hitched his chair along a few inches furthor. "Ye'd ought to hev' a brother or a cousin, or some rela tive like, to Bhare the burden with ye." "My shoulders are plonty strong," re plied Miss Keziah, good-naturedly. "I'm glad to show td xs mat tnere are women who are good for something be sides giddy-gaddying and tattling." "Yls, yis," answered the deacon, "we uan all testify to your valley and worth. You're a real honor to your sex. You're you're a bright and shlnln' beacon-light to the triflin' and vain minded women of the world;" and the speaker waved his hand at the conclu sion of this little oratorical flourish. Then hitch, hitch, hitch, went the ohalr Miss Keziahward. "Don't you feel sort o' lonely at spells?" he asked, Insinuatingly. Miss Keziah glanced suspiciously at the raDidlv advancing chair. She dropped her knitting and wont to the fire and piled up the oiazing biucks oi wood. Then she came back to the table and set her chair on the furthor side of It, thus putting a barrier between ber and hor visitor. "I'm never lonoly. ieacon; plonty to do is the best 'medi cine for lonelinejs." "But woman's a tender, dependont creatur. Woman's a vine," here the tnok ud his weekly prayer moeb ing drawl, "and needs suthln' to cling to when tho troubles, desolatln' waves and winds o' affliction and sorrow roll over her." "Stuff and nonsense!" exclaimed Mias Keziah, with a contemptuous sniff. "1 ihouldn't have expected that a man of your sense, deacon, would repeat such ill- frah. I have no oatience with the people ho are always talking as It a woman couldn tsianu aiunt-, im -propping up like a rag doll that hadn't any back-bone. 'I'm no vine, or such craping, helpless thing, I can tell you. I can stand alone as well as anylx dy, i the Lord bo wills it, altho' I admit, deacon, that it's pleasanter to have some une to keep you company." "That's jest it; ye hef hit the nail iquar' on the head! It's pleasanter to W company in our sojourn on toll mortal yearth." The Deacon seized his chair with both hands, and by a circuitous line of biu.;h ing placed It within three feet of Mis Keziah's table, "You're a fore-banded woman. Miss Keziah; I m a man ol h this vale Idenre seems to point "?"' wav" The deacon was thinking that very moment of the money he would MT; by a thrifty manager Iwe Miss Keziah in the place of bU inefficient, wasteful hired woman. Miss Keziah was dumfounded She dped her-knitting, and the , UH o. yarn rolled across the Cor. Mercy. he finally rasped. prominence and Influence in munlty; It to me that it would be ..rood thing if we could walk band in of tears. 1 rov- "I'll make yo a flntt-rate husband, nd yo'll make me a good wlfo. We've been members of the samo church for thirty years or more, and wo've bouo 1 V' v-Tav V v MlMm "MKIICV!" SflE FAIXTLT UrKU. members of the same sprltooal family; w'ell now bo membors of the same human family." Miss Keziah straightoned herself up in hor high backed chair and drew in her ch In, whllo her voice rang out shrill and clear: "I rathor guess it'll take two to make that bargain." A second look at tho aged admirer, who was edging up to her with a Blieep ish simper, exasperated Miss Keziah beyond control. "Tho old fool!" she said wrathfully. The color came into tho deacon's thin cheoks, and bo started to his feet, look ing anxiously toward the door, as 11 meditating a hasty retreat But the yarn was wound around his boots, and he was forced to remain. Miss Keziah likewise rose, and, fold ing hor hands primly in front of her, romarked, grimly; "When you first began your talking 1 hadn't tho least idea what you were driving at. I thought you were hinting about Betsey II111 and wanted to take mo into youi confidence. I never dreamed that you rooant me. Why, I supposed that every ono In town know that I would not glv up my freedom for tho best man living. Betsey Hill Is a pious, likely woman; she'll mako a good home for you, and she needs a home herself." The deacon was completely withered, and Miss Kuzlnh continued: "If you'll step around a llttlo livelier, deacon, and pick up the stones on your lot and put them into good fences, and mow down those pesky weeds, there's no earthly reason why your farm shouldn't look at well as mine. If I've said any thing to hurt your feelings, deacon, I hope you'll ovorlook It. Why, you are all tangled up In that yarn; I'll untanglo it" The delay of unwinding tho yarn from the deacon's feet gave Miss Keziub chanco for further remark: "Ono word more, deacon; have you hoard about the Western lands?" The deacon wished ho was anywhere out of the range of those merciless black eyes. "I think I' vo heern toll suthln' about 'cm," he replied, meekly. "I thought sol I thought so!" ex claimed Miss Keziah, savagely. "Well, doacon, thoso lands rightfully belong to my nleco Mary; I only hold them at her guardian." Tho deacon began to look upon his re jection as a blessing in dlsgulso, for, without tho Western lands, Miss Kezi ah's attractions seemed tamo, compared with thoso of mild, bluo-eyed, buxom widow Hill. "I can trust yo nevor to mention this," he asked, timidly. "I shall not mention it Now follow my advice, deacon; make sure of Betsy Hill before another week goes by. You have my good wishes. Soo to this at once." "Thank ye, thank yo; I don't mind it I dow." The good woman followed ber crest fallen visitor to tho door. As a sudden gust of cold night air put out the light she said: "Tho air Is snapping to-night; have a frost, oh, deacon?" And the discomfitted deacon folt that bo had bcon nipped by something sharp er than frost. Lipplncott's Magazine Wood as a Medicine. Blood drinking is rathor an unsavory medication. Every morning, however, tashlonablo ladiossufforlngfrom anuomla lo to the monumental slaughter house )f La Villotto, just as if it was a drink-Ing-room at Aix or Vicby. They there lrink bullock's blood at 30 centimes (8 lous) a glass, and observers say that the blood cure is often efficacious. Raspall, the real precursor of Pasteur, noticed that the butchers and even the women book-keopors in butchers' shops, are ilngularly healthy and that tbelr blood Is, as a rule, purer than that of people plying other trades. MUo. Bosita Mauri, the famous opera dansouse, once iprained hor foot upon the stage. The doctor ordered ber to go to La Villotto very morning early and to bathe her lainty ankle in hot bullock's blood. The babit of blood-drinking, like hot water drinking, is nausoous at first, but the patients think no more of it after a time than they would of gulping down in oyster or a glass of absinthe. The inlmals ought, naturally,, to be healthy; but this can easily be tested by experts. Although the practice appears to have ipread in France, the "blood-cure" was really invented by an English doctor. Paris Letter Girl Hachrlori lo America. "What is the most characteristic thing you have found in our American life?' was asked of an obsorvant En glishman who has been spending a fow months In New York. "The girl bach elors," he said. "There are no spin sters bcru, as we called them in Eng land. The unmarried woman In Amor lea is a type altogether unique. She has all the Independence of a man, and Hill keeps every essential trait of the best woman. She thinks and plans and executes for herself, and she docs not teem to make mistakes. The girl bach elor often has her own home, and she raiues it exactly as she would if she vere married. She is always gracious and companionable, but never oversteps die bound of her dignity. Oh, the irl achelor is the most wonderful thing Imerica has yet produced, and she is al- osether charming" N. Y. Sun. . FOREIGN GOSSIP. tt Is estimated that out of every hundred pounds of fresh meat consumed in England the home supply gives seventy-five pounds. The Emperor of China Is making a close study of railroad conduction. He Is said to have considerable ability as a scientific investigator. At the opening of a culinary ex hibition in Paris, some distinguished g ueU were entertained at a table on which were twobundred different dishes differently cooked. PRETTY DINNER TABLES. JL Descriptive Article Which Will ne Ap- Iprrclite.l by All Housekeepers. Here Is a description of three very protty dinner tables. There was a long trip of dark-green plush down tho cen ter, worked at each end in gold and cop per shades, a narrow border of the same at each sido. This bad been ruffled at either end into easy, upstanding plaits, and at each corner of the tablo there was a new and charming cachepot hold ing a whllo double primula with abun dant light-green foliage. But to moro fully describe those covers they were circular, ono light pink, one light green, onellghtliltie, and ono yellow silk. The vaw, hiudo of cardboard like a mau's hat, only smaller, was about eight Inches dttep, and to this was sewn a frilling of silk cut on tho cross, folded doublo, and sown on so full that it stood up like a lip on one side, turning down opposite to give more ample spaue for tho display of the foliage. Two round silk handles crossed the top, and were secured on the outside. In the center was a huge center-lump, vailod with a very large square shado, covored with white pinked-out silk, and a doop frill of lace sufficiently doop (quite half a yard) to reach from tho top to the extromo edge. It would seem just now almost impossi ble to have too large lamp-shades. Very much admired are the crinkled paper ones, one flounce over another, with ap parently a deep ruohe at tho top, and are really not difficult to make. It takes ton shoots of tlssne paper for esoh flounce. They must be first crinkled by passing them long and persistently through the band; then they are pasted tightly togother, tan in a circle, and spirally tied round the top of the framo, tho darkor over the lighter paper, in such a way that the two form a sort of ruche or box-plaiting at the top. On the second table the oentor was tiled with 'soft eau-de-nll silk, puckored np round four low-growing pots of lyoopodium and ribbon fern, the pots completely hiddon. On the green silk were looso bunches of delicate mauve orchids, tho petals bordered with a band of deeper coloring; the amalgamation of color was vory porfoot There is a great art in throwing those leafloss flowers artistically on the groundwork of silk, but tho suocess on this occasion was perfect. Snowdrops and splrea loaves on another table wore laid on a square of white muslin, worked in gold with Turkish embroidery. Each cornor bad boon plaited with a box plait, so that a sot t of pockot was formed, and on this a handful of white blooms with their tender green stalks were laid, and apparently kept In placo by a handsome gold spoon, in repousse silver and gold, and round the lamp wore four speclmon glasses, well filled liberally filled with the snowdrops and splrea loaves. Nothing could have been simpler than the whole arrangement, but it was a buge success with the light of the lamp thrown upon It. Fashion and Fancy. FAMILY SCRAP BASKET. An Interesting riunpllatlon of Household luot and Fancy. If the fat In the frylng-kettle is hot before you are ready for it, put in a dry crust of bread. It will not burn as long as It has something to do, only when it Is left idle. It is convenlont to bave an iron-holdor attached by a long string to the band of the apron whon cooking; it saves burnt fingers or scorchod aprons, and is always at hand. Keep a clasp knife or a knlfo with a handle different from those in common use for tho solo purpose of pooling onlpns, and so avoid the flavor and odor of them whore it is neither expected nor desired. Half a teaspoon ful of sugar will nearly always revive a dying fire, and, unlike the fow drops of coal oil wliloh servants are so fond of using and which bave caused so many sad accldonts, Is per fectly safe. To mend a very large bole in socks or woven underwear, tack a piece of strong not over tho aporture and darn ovor it Thus mended the garment will be Itrongor than when new and look far neater than if darned in the ordinary way. To keep tho bright, green oolor of summer cabbage, boil fast in plenty of water in which has been dissolved a piece of washing soda the size of two peas; covor until the water bolls and then take off the lid. If the steam is shut In tho cabbage will be yellow and unsightly. Fasten ono of the cheap, three-fold towel-racks securely to the kitchen wall near tho stove, and it will serve to hang your jelly-bag, which should be provided with four loops of strong tape In place of the usual strings. Slip the two loops opposite each other on the outer arms of tho rail and the alternate ones on the middle arm. You will And It far more convenient than tying the bag to tho backs or logs of chairs. To avoid tho horrible odor which too often fills tho honse when cabbage or other green vegetables are boiling, fol low theso Bimplo directions: Put your cabbage in a net and when you have boiled it five minutes in the first pot ol water, lift it out, drain for a fow sec onds and place carefully in a socond pot which you must have full of fast-boiling water on tho Btove. Empty the first water away and boll your cabbage till lender In the second. C A. Cbeniston, In Good Housekeeping. The Hiaiimt llridge on Earth. The greatest bridge on earth was opened in March at Edinburgh, Scotland, Its length is 8.890 feet. It stands fifth in the list of highest structures in the world: Eiffel Tower, Washington Monu ment, Cologne Cathedral and Old St. Paul's, London. Engineering exports declare it a marvel of skill, the public a marvel of convenience. It is also most unsightly and puts a blot on one of the lovelloit views In the world. Lovers of natural beauty aro saying to the cheer ing public with Kuskin: "You make railroads of tho aisles of the cathedrals of the earth, and eat off their altars." Cbautaun""' A widow In India was recently, at her own request, burned alive with the remains of hor husband. But as an in dication that public sentiment is. turn lag against the customs of the past, it ts mentioned that the barbers contem plate refusing to shave the beads of widows. The old custom requires that they should be shaven once a week. Among the peoples at the back of Lukolela, on the L'ppr Congo, there is custom that a big chief In a district, n having proved to the satisfaction of the assembled chiefs that be is the wealthiest and, phyilcally srx-aklng, the strongest, Is invested with the rder of the Tall nat This resembles rery much the stove-pipe bat of civilised life, only with the brim at the top, and A made of plaited fiber. ONQ OF THE SCHOOL-BELU In the tower tke srhool-twll rings. With a niiulo ill Its own, And rtxlit merrily It tlnn, Iu a livt-lv. tripping tone: "JiliK a ling IImkI )lnk-- ling llngl I' mie lo school end wi k and And Trcaiurvs for tb' youthful mind; Come, olid enter Icurulng's presence, In the days of sdolcuccnoc; Co-.nc, for liitiKuaiie here dttcourses. And rcvi-als her wrq( sources; Come, snd read on hMory's page Wi nJroui dei-di In ovory sire; (Vino, and nmm the wide world o'er, Mountain, plain and sea explore Jlng a-llng ling I Jlng a ling Hug I" That Is what the school-bell says. To tho man, toll-worn and weary, Bringing back his boyhood days, As it carols out so cheery: Jlag-a ling-hug I jlng-a ling-ling I" And the lawyer's parchment brief. Dry and dull beyond belief; And the banker's balance-sheet. Where the debts and credits meot And tho buy weaver's loom, In the dlniry factory room, Mirror btu k fuuilliur faoes To their old, accustomed places, In the school-bouse, gray sad olden. When life's day was bright and golden "Jing- ling ling l ling a ting ling I" But the school-loy, unpoe'.lo, Heurs no mualo la tho bell. For It sounds unsynipathetlo, Something like a braien yelll "Whing-a blsng-blang I wbang-a blane blangl Come, thou slnvo of book and slute, To your usual dully futoi Come, the mysllo figures grim Long to uiuko your tulek head swim; Coma, snd with your grammar wrangle, All tho parts of speech untangle; Come, snd weep an hour away With tho solemn algebra; Come, thou book-environed mortal, Enter education's portal Whang a blaug-blang! wbang-a blang blanfP Boon the boy will disappear, And the toil-worn man be found LHteuIng, with a smile and tear, To some sohool-boll's woloome soundl "Jlng-a llng llng I Jlng-a llng-llngl" Then bo'll ponder long and sigh O'er the happy d lys gone by; Then he'll know the Ky school-boy Burely must life's swoets enjoy; Then will come the vain regret, Wasted hours of youth begat; Then In fancy he will roam Once again to childhood's horns; Then he'll hear a momory-bell, With sn old, melodious swell "Jlug-a llng-llngl jlng a-llng-llngl" P. O. Kossett, In Golden Day. AN OBEDIENT CHILD. She Was Told to Favor Mr. Brown and She Did. A broad, vine-covered piazza, Inclos ing In its quadrilateral otnbraco a rod roofed cottngo of orthodox seaside form, but built with moro than usual sol laity, and Inwardly furnished as if the Inhab itants wcro, for tho tinio, living there, not merely camping out. Above, pine branches interlacing across tho sky; bo low, the needle carpot, easing every footfall; between the trunks of the stately conifers tho flash and sparkle of the sea. Across tho piazza's sweep, the Inviting curve of a hammock; In the hummock bluo-eyed, golden-haired, white-robed a girl, hor Angora idly plucking chords from a guitar, but ber oyos on tho gllmpso of ocean, and hor thoughts far away. Is it not a protty picture? So thought the young man In a well worn tennis suit, as ho loungod, hands In pockets, against the trunk of a troo, and watched the tabloau unobsorvod. Apparently, he would bo willing to en joy the picture forever, but at last the girl's eyes full upon him, and, jumping up with a blush, she almost lot fall hor guitar. "Why, Arthur Brown," shoexclulmod; "have you dropped from the sky?" "Not quite that," answored tho young man In tho tennis suit, coming forward, "but cast up by the sea. The cranky cat boat, which my cousin dignifies by the tltlo of 'yacht,' had to put in at the harbor for repairs, and as I have a daj's vacation from my duties as cook, mate and larboard watch, I've strolled up this way to ah, to soe bow the now tennis ourt Is gottlng on." "Tho tennis court must fool honored at your thoughtfulncss," said the girl, composing borsolt again in the ham mock, while the young man found a soat on the top step of the piazza. "Hut where do you shape your courso after the 'Ouir is in commission again?'' "Oh, 1 believe Ned is going to skirt up towards Bar Harbor. But I tbink be will make the rest of the cruise without me." "Oh, what an Idea; to desert now when the voyage is only begun. Be sides, the 'Gull' must not go to Bar Har bor to-morrow. You ought at least to bring her down bore and stand off and on in front of our beach for one after noon." "Would you really like to see her?" "Really? Are we not simply dying for a sensation? And then, I've hoard of such a thing as young ladles enjoy ing a sail once in awhile." "Why, I should bo delighted to bring hor up here If you would like to see hor. But as to ber sailing, you know she will only carry two comfortably." "Oh, I'm sure you would bo glad to stay on share and watch the tennis court Mr. Lawrence and I could handle her very wclL" Tho young man's face fell at this, for if there was any thing in the world be wished to prevent, It was having Alice Mlllor and Ned Lawrence thrown to gether. Perhaps Alice knew it At any rate she laughed lightly, and struck a few rippling chords on the guitar. The young man laid bis hand on the hammock and stopped its swing. "Alice." be cried, "I came up here expressly to find you. We left things in such a pretty mess the last time J saw you that I want to try to straighten them out You know 1 would do any thing for you." "Yes, so you've told me a dozen times." Another laughing chord from tho guitar. "Ob, Alice, don't always laugh at mo. I am in earnest now, and when I aay that I love you" "Oh, hush," she said, breaking away from him. "You must not say that to me now. Your uncle is bore." "My nncle? Here?" "In this very bouse." "Well, what of that? I know he has disapproved of my marrying; I know be has forbidden me to see you, but - "Yes, Arthur, and I shall tell yov why? He 1 going to narry me hla lelf." To to marry you!" "Yes. I expect bira to make love to ne any minute." The pearly teeth gleamed through the smiling lips, "lie bas begun on papa and mamma." "Why, what nonsense are yon talk ing, Alice?" "It is certainly true. He came down here two days ago to tee papa about some business that was to take several lays. It seems that when ha first saw me I made an Impression on him." "I should think you might," "Never mind. And yesterday he be gan by leading up quite naturally to the subject of my marriage. I should marry some substantial person, of some age and position, and so on, giving a por foot portrait of Mr Brown, senior. Poor papa listened perplexed, but as soon as mamma heard of it" "Oh.yos, your mother, excellent lady." "As soon as she beard it, she under stood It all. And ever since then 1 bave hiyrd nothing but Mr. Brown, Mr. Brown oh, certainly, by all means, and In any event, I must marry Mr. Brown." "Why. Alice, this la borrlblei it Is perfectly ghastly. But If my uncle is to be In tho field against me, I am do-bM-iulned to havo it settled now. I love you; I ask you to bo uilno, and I will not lot you go until you say yes; no, you need not say It, for you look It, and now " "Oh, Arthur, stop; Arthur, lot me go; here comos your unclo." And in an in stant she bad disappeared around one corner, aa the ponderous stop of Mr. Brown, senior, brought him around the other. Arthur Brown stood leaning against a pillar, pulling hla mustache. "Why, Arthur, you here? What does this mean?" "Oh undo, so you are here." "Surely, you can not bave forgotten that I spocially requested you to keop away from tho houso?" "Oh, no, uncle; I recall that fact perfectly. But, honestly, do you think it was quite fair to uso such a method to keep me out of the way, so that you lould have the Bold to yoursolf?" "I don't know what you mean, but 1 lo know that I am tlrod of having the burden of the guardianship of a profli gate nephew. I am tired of paying debts; I am tired of helping out of lorapes at college; and whon it is pro posed that there shall be a marriage, and I shall support two instead cf one, I say no, and I shall do all in my power to prevent It," "Even to marrying hor yoursolf," re marked tho young man, but bis uncle did not seem to hear him. "Fortunately, I have found an oppor tunity to mako my infiuonce folt; and if I havo used the opportunity to the fullest extent it is because the end will justify the means. I discovered only yosterdny that my friend, Tom Miller, was tho father of the girl you have gone jrazy about, and I had an earnost con versation with him about bis daughter's marriage.. I think I Uipressod him pretty strongly with the Idea that when the time does come for her to marry hor rholuo should not bo one of the young men of tho period. If I dosurlbed the voting man of the period In pretty so vere terms, and if the portrait I drew sorrespondod, in nearly evory particu lar, with your own, you will have the pleasure of knowing, for once in your life, you bave served a good purpose. I do not doubt I have made an impression upon Miller; In fact, this morning bo told me that ho had talked ovor our conversation with his wlfo, and tboy both wlshod to say to me that tboy un- lot-stood me perfectly." "I should think thoy did," cried the nephow, with a grin. "Undo, do you know what they think you moantby that talk?" "What do they think?" "Tboy think you want to marry her foiirself." The young man foil back in i chair in an ecstaoy of delight, and fairly roared. ' "Nonfonse. It is impossible." "It Is certainly true. The mother bas carefully Instructed the daughter, and they are all ready to recolve you into the bosom of the family. Oh! iinclo, how the friendship of that woman will mako you suffer." "Heavens! Can It bo?. Yes; I be ;ln to soo it Their mannor has en tirely changed toward me. What a frightful misunderstanding. Whatoan Ido?" "You certainly are In a douce of a posi tion." And the dutiful nephew leaned hack in his chair and laughed again. "But what is to be done?" orlod the uncle, oaclng wildly around the piazza. "I havo never seen the girl twice in my life, and, surely, she would not be so foolish-" , "Oh! she Is a dutiful, obedlont child. And think what an attraotlon you must bo." "But for pity's sako, Arthur, don't sit there liko that. Can't you suggost some way out of this horrible dilemma?" "Unclo," said the young man, starting to his feet, "I have a schome which will lave you." "Well, what Is It; quick!" "It is tho only way" "Any thing) any thing. Oo on." "In this conversation with Mlllor'' "Yes." "You doscribed your idoal Ol bus band for Alice." "Yes, I did." "A man of Intellectual ability; digni fied, irroproachahlo; of solid character snd firm judgment" "Yob, so I did. Nq wondor they thought I meant myself!" "A man of valuable experience, whose worth Is recognized by all who know him. Well, unclo, I am that man." "Eh?" "I am that man." "Oh, come now, this Is no time for nonsense." "Uncle, I tell you it Is your only sal vation. You bave described your ideal husband; now you produce him in the person of your nephew." "But then you will marry her." ."And otherwise you must Ycu bave your choice a niece-in-law or a breach-of-promise-stilt" "Was ever a man placed In such a position? Confound the whole busl- nana" 'msice up your mind quickly; Here eome Mr. and Mrs. Miller ay tho walk. Is It yes, or no?" "Well, If I am forced to It, yes. Heavens, that it should coma to this!" The fond parents climbed the stairs to the piazza, with many smiles for Brown, senior, and a distant recognition of Brown,, junior. The uncle began to speak at once, and bis nephew, from bis position in the rear, could see the color rise in the back of his nncle's neck. "We had a little talk the other day." be began, "In which yon did me the honor to listen to few ideas of mine about the marriage of your daughter. In the course of that conversation I de scribed, generally, the kind of person 1 should think would make the propel husband for Miss Miller." "Yes, you did," said Mr. Mlllor. "I am sure we place great confidence In your judgment" aald Mrs. Miller. "Thank you," said Mr. Brown, color ing still more deeply. "You may bave thought" be went on, "that my de scription was a mere fancy aketeb aa Ideal portrait But you will be pleased to know that there is an original." "Oh, we bad no doubt there was an original," said Mrs. MUler. Mr. Brown bowed. "I take the liberty, then, of present ing to you, at his request, as the origi nal of that portrait my nephew." And while Brown senior bit his lips with In ward rago, Brown junior stepped for ward with an air of consolous virtue. Just then Alice, bearing voloes, ran around tho corner, and tripping up to her father, laid hor hand In his arm. "What what docs this moan," gasped Mrs. Miller, while her husband looked on in blank amazement "Madam," said Arthur, "I love yont daughter, and I ask your eonsent ahd Mr. Miller's to our marriage. It may be that I do not quite come up to the flat tering portrait which my unclo, in bis lovo for me, and his great doslre to help on my suit may have drawn of me" here Brown, senior, actually stamped bis foo4 in rago "but I can at least promlso to lie a good husband to Alice, if sho will have me." Here Alice's band somehow got into Arthur's, and sho stood, a kind of link between him and hor father, arm-in-arm with each. "But, Alice, we told you" stammered ber father. - "Yes, Alico, we told you" began her mother. "You told me, mamma," said Alice, sweotly, "that I was to marry Mr. Urown. THE ARGENTINE REPUBLIC. Its Rise, Its l'rlnrlpnl Industries and Its l'ollllc.l Institutions. The Argentlno lteptibllo ranks after flraill as tho second nation In South Amorica in territorial extent It has 14 States, with a combined area of 515, MO miles, larger by two-fifths than that f tho original 13 States of tho Amorican anion; and it has 0 territorial provinces, which swell the national domain to 1,125,08(1 miles, or loss than ono-third of the extent of 'lie United States with Alaska Included. It Is a country with rarled conditions of climate and lnox aaustlblo agricultural resources. In the lorthern provinces sugar, and possibly lotton, can be raised. Along tho Cor lllloras there ts a fruit-growing region which a aald to be equal to Southern California. In the contral and southern provinces tbore is a wheat tract of enor mous extent, whore prolifio crops can be raised, and there are wido reaches of pampas whore shoep and cattle can be pastured under the most favorable jondltlons for eoonomlo stock-raising. The mountains are stocked with silver, gold, copper, tin and lead, in mines of unknown value. The northern forests abound In cabinet woods, and thero Is native salt all along tho south coast, with seas fairly alive with fish. It la a country to which Immi grants are drawn by tho hundred thou and. It Is an industrial einpiro of un developed resources, progressive ten lenoies and magnificant promlso. Tho Argentlno political system In Its jutward forms corresponds closely to that of the United States. Tho States have elective Uovornors and Legisla tures of their own, and aro represented In the Upper House by two Senators, alocted for nlno years. Tho members of the Lowor Houso are elected on tho basis of population, and servo for four years. The Senate is renowed by thirds ivory tbree.and the Deputies by halves svory two years. The Presldont Is jhoscn by an elootoral collego, at a ipeolal election, and is ineligible for re election to a second term after holding office for six years. Ho appoints his own Cabinet and wields unrestricted executive authority Thore la a Su preme Court modeled after the judiciary system of the United States, The Argontlne Constitution Is a vory faithful copy of the American Constitution; but political practice fulli below the high level of a edf-govcrsing democracy. The Presldont when clocted, exercises the powers of a political dictatorship. The Chambers moot and enuotlaws.but as oommander-ln-chlut of the army, aud aa tho patron of all tho civil, military and judlulal officers, the President possesses absolute authority in admin istration. The country la governed by executive decrees rathor than by con stitutional laws. Elections aro carried by military pressuro and manipulations of the civil service. It is the custom of the country to have the retiring Presi dent nominate and eloot bis successor. The last President secured the election of the prosont lnoumbont, who was bis brotber-ln-law. The prosont executive is alleged to bave set his heart upon controllng the succession in tho interest of one of bis relatives, who la now a promlnont oflloial. These vicious prac tices are not sanctioned by the constitu tion, but the country is accustomed to the assumption of absolute executive power and does not revolt against it Nominally, the Argontine pollticul sys tem Is perhaps the best in South Amer ica; but practically It is thoroughly un lemocratlo and needs radical reforma- 'on. Cor. N. Y. Tribune. About fltiT Jones A queer thing happened In Mew York the other day. A borne stole ihroe pies from a baker's wagon and ate diem. Smith I should have liked to bave won that baker. He must have been tstonlshed. "Astonlshod? He was mad. Ho nearly vent orasy about it" "About what-tbe pies?" "No the borse. It was a valuable inlmal, and the only one be bad." Texas Blftlnirs t , BU Lawrence Blver Wolves. "Wolvet are no longer found in packs on this side of the St Lawrence river," says The Bidduford (Me.) Journal "Occasionally, single ones may stray over the northern border of Maine, but they ore old leaders which, having become feeble or decrepit with age, are vanquished in fight by some ambitious young whelp, and driven out to die alone. A strange battle is reported to bave lately taken place in Toklo, Japan. "A itrearo run through the compound of Tobukujl Temple at Sugamo, and aome aundredsof bull-frogs gathered on either bank. Then a torrifio battle ensued, lasting from 9 a. m., to 4 p. m., and it is its ted that when the combat was fin ished the brook was blocked to such an jxtent with the. bodies of the slain that tho course of the water was almost totally Impeded. Large numbers of people visited the plaoe to witness the itrange spectacle," A womsn in Woo-fob village, Fuklen province, recently gave birth to a boy with four eyes. The mother was very much frightened, and wished to have the child killed, but the husband would not allow it to be done. It was finally igreed to exhibit the child for a few lay to prevent such an unfortunate tfialr ever occurring again In the fam ily. The Chinese believe that auch de formities are caused by evil spirits. After It bad been on view for some time the mother put aa end to the child's ex istence by drowning It in a tub of water.