AN OLD-FASHIONED WOMAN.
N clew, briliant thinker she,
With college record and deftrpe,
Hhe baa not known the paths of fame.
The world has never beard her name.
Home is her kingdom, lore her dower
Bhe seeks no other wand of power.
Arouud her childish hearts are twined.
As round some reverend saint enshrined.
And find all purity and good
In her divincst motherhood.
Ske keeps her faith unshadowed still
Uod rules the world In good and ili.
This sad old earth's a brighter place
All for the sunshine of her face;
Her very smile a blessing throws, v
And hearts are happier where she goes,
A gentle, clear-eyed messenger,.
To whisper love thank God for her!
1 II. Montgomery in Congregation-alifct
GENERAL TREPOTF, POLICE
DESPOT OF ST. PETERSBURG.
,1113 night was dark and dreary;
no moon shone in the heavens
to light the paths of the late
wayfarer. Even the electric lights
seemed to have forgotten to throw
their cheery glow over the scene.
Down the darkened highway stealth
ily crept the deep shadowy form oif a
niun on mischief bent. Ills clothes
were rough, his hot drawn low down
over his eyes, and the collar of his
coat was turned up, although it was
not very cold.
Now and again he would stop and
listen, and when the) soliuary po-ilc-e-inan
walked his beat near him once,
tie darted Into a near-by doorway.
Cautiously, keenly, he looked at
every bonne until he came to one a
little more pretentious than the rest
Producing skeleton keys, he silently
unlocked and opened the Bide door,
let himself In and, by the aid of a
dark lantern, he swiftly made his way
toward the dining room. There, he
knew, was the sideboard; on It would I
be some valuable silverware, well
worth his pains and he thought the
table, too, might yield a rich booty.
He was hard up for money, they had
plenty and could spare a little just as
well as not.
But for the very people that house
now sheltered, he, too, might be hap
py, loving, love! and, above all, hon
est His wife should wear the silks,
the velvets he knew Mrs. Markham
now flaunted. Often had he cursed
her as she had passed him on the
crowded street, drawing her rich skirts
more tightly about her.lest they should
locome contaminated by conitact with
him. Him! What was ha to her?
Nothing worse than nothing!
Just such thoughts ran through his
fevered brain while hunting for the
dining room door. Into the room he
went, and cast his light around. At
the farther end hung a picture, over
the mantel shelf. Going to the shelf
be threw the nays upon it, and sud
denly started back. He looked at the
picture again. It was a likeness of
himself! How came It there?
"Oh, God of heaven," he murmured,
"what does it mean? Is she here?"
At one side was a smaller picture. As
Ithe tiny ray of light fell upon it he
saw the picture of a child, with his
own brow, eyes and general expres
sion. "My God, thou who hast been so
Cood to me, spare my baby now! Oh,
don't take my only comfort my only
onel My buby, I cannot cannot part
.with you!"
From the other room, a low, sweet
voice In agonized, pleading tones came
obblngly to his startled ears.
"Father In heaven, bless my baby's
papa, he who never saw his child; send
him back, oh God! Tell him, Lord,
I love him now after all these long,
heartbreaking years of silence, Just as
nvuch as when I married him!"
As the sweet tones became fainter
and fainter and more broken, the man
in the mask fell on his knees. With
folded hands and liowed head, he mur
mured: "My little faithful wife! It Is
to good to be true. She has kept her
love for uie, thank God, but she must
never know how low I have fallen.
Please God, I will turn about. I will.
I swear It. I will be honest from
henceforth!" And picking up the little
lantern he silently turned, looked once
more at the pictured face of the baby,
and, making his way out be shut and
locked the outside door and disappear
ed down the sllont street a wiser, a
better mnn.
At first, for many a long month. It
was hurd, uphill work trying to be
honest, but those pleading words, that
sweut wee baby face, were his guid
ing stars, his guarding angels.
One day a sweat, sad-faced little
woman was hurrying along the street,
and unknowingly, she dropped her
glove.
There happened along Just behind
her a tall, handsome man dressed In
well-fitting, new-looking clothes, who,
as luck would have It was none other
than the gentleman whose counte
nance, when ha first appeared to us,
iwi well concealed by a slouch hat
and a black mask. He saw the glove
fall, hurried forward and picked It up.
I Bat ttoe crowded street was no place
General Trepoff, the man of blood and iron, who now wields autocratic
power as governor general of St Petersburg, comes of a family detested in
Russia. Ills father, also a general, held the same position In the Winter
Capital twenty-five years ago that his son now occupies. He was known
as the "Emperor of St. Petersburg," and droshky drivers used to tumble off
their seats, go down on their knees and bump their foreheads on the curb
stones whenever he passed them in the street It was at the elder Trepoff
that Vera Sassalltch, the first woman terrorist in Iiussla, fired a revolver,
but the bullet went wild. Four attempts have been made to kill the present
General Trepoff, but he seems to bear a charmed life. The present governor
general won his gory record while chief of police at Moscow. There his
"repressive" tactics resulted in the sacrifice of many lives.
for the blessed, tender meeting he hop
ed would follow the return of the
dainty little glove.
It Is said that "drop your glove,
you'll meet your love," and when the
little lady turned to answer the re
spectful words of the gentleman who
had touched her arm it proved no un
truth in her case. It was just in front
of the house.
"Pardon me, madam, but I believe
this glove belongs to you, as you drop
oed It" he said. The words sent a
thrill through her entire being. Eag
erly she glanced up. "Charley, Char
ley, don't you know me? Oh, Charley,
It is none other! Don't you know your
own Addle?" she cried, In a low,
tense voice, looking pleadingly up at
him.
"Yes, my darling, I know you; it Is
your own Charley come back once
more, never to leave you again. Say
you forgive me, pet and I will make
you aa happy as I can."
"Come in, Charley, come Into my
own, our own, Uttle home, for, darling,
this beautiful home is ours once more,
I have worked hard for it, dear, but
I have something else to show you
More precious to me than all else be'
side."
And she led the way into a little
room Just off the dining room, straight
toward a small white bed. On It lay
a child, sweetly sleeping. The parents
knelt beside the bed, those two, long
parted and so recently united, and
then and there pledged once more their
everlasting love.
Angels seemed to tell the sleeping
child the glad news, for the little face
was wreathed In smiles, the blue
eves opened wide and a curly head
touched theirs. And the man shud
dered to think how nearly he had lost
all this, had It not been for his plan
though not meaningly, or robbing him
self and his wife. Truly, the ways of
providence are mysterious, and Charles
Uoardeau and his wife were drawn
together at last. Indianapolis Sun.
HONORS FOR NEGRO SOLDIER.
Glossing the Boot.
The teacher of English was hopeful
although he had met with disappoint
ments at every turn.
"Now here Is an Interesting sltua
tlon," he said, eagerly. "Let us analyze
Juat what Is the meaning of the line
'Doth not Hrutus bootless kneel ' "
"Why, I take it to mean that Brutus,
being In a hurry, had come off with
out his boots, sir," said the pupil, with
bis usual promptness.
Some woman somewhere (we regret
a bad memory for details) said upon
her deathbed: "I have bad a great
many troubles, but the greatest never
happened." Think of this the next
time you are worried; isn't it over
something that may never happen ?
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A Chef of Bolivia.
COMMON STREET SCENE.
Ia Bolivia a chef, who is an Invet
erate gossip, Is enabled to see and hear
everything that goes on. His stove
Is portable, being made of a great stone
hollowed out, with two openings, one
at the side for fuel, the oilier at the
top for the earthen saucepan; and he
sets It up in the street, outside the
door.
Methods of High Finn nee.
"How Is It that the company de
clared a 10 per cent dividend last year
and had a 10 per cent deficit this year
with the same amount of business?"
"They had to have the deficit to bal
ance the dividend." Philadelphia
Telegraph.
AmDinon. Have a purpose. Airs
less people never get anywhere. Hav
ing lost ambition through disappoint
ment of the smothering, dwarfing pow
er of sin, they wander heedlessly from
land to land. Others move home er
boarding place regularly. Such folk)
can do many odd Jobs, but master no
great task. Rev. C. F. Relsner, Met,
odlst Denver, Col.
Endurance. ratience Is the calm
endurance of those changes and suffer
lngs that may come to us. Sailors say
it is but lying to and riding out the
gale. Paul says our God Is a God at
patience. His great patience Is shows
in the patience and perfection of crea
tion, awaiting and abiding Its propet
time and order. Rev. C. O. Jonea,
Episcopalian. Atlanta. Ga.
Abont Time.
Father (of large family) My dear.
Isn't it about time you were thinking cf
getting married?
Daughter Land snkes! I haven't
thought of anything else for years.
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A gutta-percha and rubber manufac
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JAMES H. WOLFF.
a mas H. Wolff to Head the Great G
A. R. Parade.
The parade of the Grand Army at
its annual encampment in Denver dur
ing the present year will -be headed
by James IT.
Wolff, a Boston
negro veteran.
Mr. Wolff has
Just been elected
Deoartment Com'
mander of Mass'a
chusetts, and as
the parade la al
ways headed by
the leading officer
of the department
to which the com
mander in Chief
belongs, this dinstinctlon goes to
Wolff. Gen. Blackmar, the Cominand
ei in Chief, being a resident of Mas
sachusetts, Wolff Is the first colored
man to achieve such a distinction. He
was born at Holderness, N. H., In 1S4M.
At the breaking out of tht civil war
he tried to enlist in a New Hamp
shire regiment, but objection was
made to bis color, and so he entered
the navy, serving four years with
great credit to himself. Then he went
to Boston and studied law for three
years, after which he took a two years'
course In the Harvard Law School.
and was admitted to the bar In 1875.
He went to Baltimore shortly after
ward, and after strong opposition was
admitted to practice in the United
States courts. Returning to Boston in
1880, he soon became conspicuous in
Grand Arinv circles. Last year he
was chosen Senior Vice Commander
without opposition, and his election as
Commander was nearly unanimous.
The "Sleepy" Woodchuek.
If there Is any one of our native anl
mals that looks -slow, clumsy, "lazy"
and generally unfit to survive In the
struggle for existence It is the wood-
chuck. After he has built, or, rather,
excavated, his home which, to tell
the truth, he does in a rapid and busi
nesslike way he does nothing but eat
and sleep. Yet anyone who sizes him
up as an incompetent Is likely to get
fooled, for he Is a source of continual
surprises. .
When your garden is not far from
the woods you may be awakened in
the middle of the night by a series of
most alarming yells and howls, occa
sioned by some hungry womk-h'uck
that has come out for a nocturnal visit
to the cabbage patch and met with a
warm reception from our two dogs.
The woodchuek usually gets away ap
parently unharmed, while the dogs are
left to nurse their scratched noses and
forepaws. The woodchuek, In fact, has
plenty of courage, and will always
fight in preference to running away.
Throughout the summer this little
"wood pi?" spends most of bis time in
the vicinity of his burrow, coming out
early In the morning to take his break
fast, returning to his nest for a morn
lng nap, appearing again at noon and
late In the afternoon for his dinner and
supper, only to return for another
snooze. Occasionally he makes a visit
to some neighboring orchard of gar
den. By October 1, when he is fat, he
retires into his subterranean home for
a long sleep, until, we are led to be
lieve, the proverbial "ground-hog" day,
Country Life in America.
Motberi will And Mrs. Wlnilow's Boo thing
Syrup the bent remedy tome ior their children
durinf the teething period. ,
Hours the Same.
Miss Budd When a man's engaged
to a girl his Idea of "good hours" Is
to stay from 8 o'clock until any time
after midnight.
Miss Oldun Yes, and even after
marriage the hours are the same.
Miss Budd Indeed!
Mrs. Oldun Yes; the only difference
I is that In one case they're hours "with
her," and in the other "away from
her." Catholic Standard.
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Making a Close Distinction.
Benevolent Tarty Young man, I'm
sorry to see you thus Idling away the
golden hours of youth. Every time I
look out of my parlor window I see
you sitting on this fire hydrant.
The Young Man What's th matter
with you? What are you glvin
me? I ain't Idle when I'm doin' noth
ing. I'm a sewer Inspector. Cleve
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Paying for Information.
"Say, me good man," exclaimed the
city youth, who was undecided wheth
er to buy shrimp or minnows, "what
do you catch fish with around here?"
"Give me a quarter and I'll tell you,"
grunted the ruralite with the new-cut
pole.
"Here it Is. Now, what do you catch
them with?"
"Hooks!" Philadelphia Record.
A Definition of Marriage.
Archbishop Ryan of Philadelphia,
visiting a small parish in a mining dis
trict in Pennsylvania, for the purpose
of administering confirmation, asked
one nervous little girl what matrimony
was, and she answered that It was "a
state of terrible torment which those
who enter It are compelled to undergo
for 'a time to prepare them for a
brighter and better world.
"No, no," remonstrated the pastor;
that Isn't matrimony; that the defini
tion of purgatory."
"Leave her alone," said the arch
bishop; "maybe she's right What do
you or I know about it?"
Overworked His "Best Man."
It Is generally supposed that the
services of a best man at a wedding
end with the close of the ceremony
and the departure of the happy pair,
but it seems not Bridegroom of two
months has Just utilized his best man
again, this time to ervo divorce pa
pers on the bride. New York Tele
gram.
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