ABOVE RUBIES.
I I tall jroa a tale UuU was told to bm
When the rones blew crimson red,
Aad the white laden bouxba of the hawthorn
tree
Sifted blossoms upon my head?
-la the dusk and the hash of the twilight gray
We wandered, my lover and 1.
Till we came to the tree, with its breath of
May.
And lingered its cool shade by.
"If a love that has Itved since the years were
ours
Were to come to yoo now," said he,
Aad lead you away from your childhood's
bowers, '
Would you fear to trust it with me?
Star 1 count you a woman above those gems
That circle your neck with their glow;
Amd because your true worth their light over
whelms, i must ever be telling yon so.
Wh 1 catch a warm gleam from your soft
brown eye.
It holds me more closely than they;
Iw I know that your price above them is high.
As the words of the Good Book say.
attest dash through the darkness and sunlight
of life,
Ken more than those jewels to me.
Mo name is more valued than that of 'a wife.' "
Aad I whispered "yes," under the tree.
' Nina Picton in Detroit Free
All
In the last years of the Eighth cent-
there reigned in Bagdad the Caliph
Abnlfeda. Into the coffers of his prede-
ceesors the wealth of the east had been
poured with a most unsparing hand, and
the magnificent "City of the Enchant
ress" was not only the "Abode of Peace,"
bnt a splendid jewel in the Empire of
the Faithful.
Of all the caliphs of this wonderful
ity since Almansor, its founder, no two
had blessed or cursed the world with
the same idea of what it was necessary
that man should do to enjoy life in
this world, and at death to be worthy of
a place among the dark eyed damsels
and beautiful youths of the gardens of
Paradise.
The magnificent Almamoun scattered
Us inestimable wealth in the greatest
contrast with the abstemiousness aud
frugality of the mighty Omar; and the
Haroun-el Raschid of Bagdad is vastly
different from the Akbah, whose fanatic
advance only the heaving waves of the
Atlantic were able to hinder.
The Caliph Abnlfeda had succeeded
his father, whose desire to gather the
jrold of the then known world into Bag
dad, without expending it for any pur
pose, had put the youthful prince to
many disadvantages, and fostered in him
the desire to do otherwise when he
'would succeed to the mantle of the
prophet. Therefore when his own sons
-were choosing their ends or pleasures
the Caliph Abulfeda . was always ready
to forward or indulge them.
Among the youngest of his many chil
dren was Ali. For years he had brooded
over and planned on the idea of a won
derful edifice that he hoped in time to
construct. Of all the magnificent struc
tures it had been his privilege as a son of
the Commander of the Faithful to see,
one was in all things the perfection of
which the young prince dreamed. There
fore, on the death of his father, the
prince began the building of the long de
ferred happiness.
In time there arose on the banks of
the river the most wonderful architect
wal dream that even that magic age
and that wonderful city had produced.
Yet to the prince it was unfinished;
something was yet lacking to make it
the abode of perfect pleasure.
One evening the prince was saunter
ing along one of the most magnificent of
the curiously carved arcades of the pal
ace when a voice called his name:
"Prince Ali! son of Abulfeda! Prince
Ali! son of Abulfedar
The young prince glanced quickly
around on all sides, but beheld no one
except the silent sentinels on guard
around the palace and the picturesque
horsemen that, at a little distance, rode
-slowly back and forth as safeguards
against approaching danger.
Again came the voice:
"frince Ali! son of Abulfeda! Prince
Ali! son of Abulfedar
Quick as a flash the prince drew the
splendidly ornamented and equally splen
didly tempered blade at bis side and
- stood ready to face any opponent.
But it was unnecessary. Before him
' atood an old man, bowed and whitened
by the sorrows and trials of many years.
Sis dress and manner also distinguished
him as belonging to some other period.
"Prince Ali! son of Abulfeda!" he
began.
"I am," assented Prince Ali, scarcely
knowing whether to tower up to his full
height and answer with the pride he felt
in his noble name, or acknowledge his
inferiority before a higher power.
"I know you, I know you," answered
the aged man. "I knew your honored
father and your father's fathers, and"
a supernatural expression spreading over
his visage "and I stood side by side
with the prophet himself in many a
dearly won fight with the enemies of
the only true belief. But I wronged
him. I did him an injustice, and there
fore is my afamber in the tomb dis
turbed. When the Commander of the
Faithful, or one of his children, has an
earnest lenging or desire, I, or some
other who has wronged the prophet, is
.called from the tomb, in answer to their
prayers.
"Prince Ali! son of Abulfeda! What
" is thy desire?"
. : The prince thereupon began at tht
birth of his hope for the possession of sx
architectural wonder, and related all un
til its completion.
"I understand! I understand!" cried
the old man, slowly beckoning the prince
to silence. "You have exhausted your
worldly knowledge iu attempting to snc
. eeed to happiness, in gratifying your de-
aire, and have failed? Is it not as I say?"
"It is," answered the prince, "and 1
sow yearn for something beyond thu
power of man to accomplish or under
stand." "Be it then as you desire," answered
the aged father. "Behold this staff. Ask
sot from whence it came, nor discover
the mystery to any living man, until I
return for its possession."
The prince took the staff and looked it
' curiously over, but nothing extraordi
nary occurred. ' Seeing bis expectancy
the uged man continued:
"The followers of the good man Jesus,
whom the Christians' . believe, and the
worshipers of the stars and .moon, aud
the elements, and other works and do
ings of the one and only God for Omre
is but one God, and Mohammed is his
prophet have images beautiful to be
hold, yet far from the handiwork of the
creator. To us is forbidden such im
ages. Would you filli the structure you
have built with more wonderful images,
beyond the construction or understand
ing of mankind?"
"I would! I would!" exclaimed the
prince, delighted with the expectation.
"The power is in your hand," an
swered the strange visitor, and vanished.
For several minutes the prince stood
as if awakened from a dream. But not
'long, for just at that moment a young
girl, a favorite with the prince, came on
tiptoe behind him. Noiselessly, as the
soft breeze that scarce moved the dark
hair that fell uncontrolled over her white
shoulders, she crept up, and was about to
clasp her small hands over his eyes,
when the prince, seeing the shadow, and
excited by the strange visitor who had
just left him. wheeled -suddenly around,
and in doing so touched the laughing
girl with his staff.
As a statue of the whitest marble, she
stood before him.
As the prince stood wondering at the
magic power of the apparently common
place staff, a courier approached in . all
haste with a message from a distant
province governed by a very dear friend
of Prince Ali.
The breathless messenger fell on his
face before the prince, and after salam-
ing after the manner of the day and re
covering breath enough to speak, he
begged the pardon of the prince for first
exacting a promise of secrecy in regard
to the matter upon which ho had been
sent, it being his master's special order.
In his anxiety the prince raised the
band that held the staff and placed it on
the shoulder of the exhausted messenger,
and he, too, was marble.
As the days went by the palace filled
with strange images, and the possessor
of the wonderful staff began to long for
the supernatural donor. The possession
of his gift began to be a weight, and
each image' added to the palace was a
weight added to the burden of its ruler.
Still the longed for visitor came not.
At last, when the prince was almost
driven to madness, his strange visitor
again appeared. Before he could ask a
question of the descendant of the great
Mahmoud the staff was thrust into his
hands and he was prayed by the memory
of the great leader to restore to life the
silent images that, instead of adorning,
cast a gloom over the palace.
"Is that not beautiful?" asked the
strange visitor, pointing to the figure of
the mischievous girl favorite. "Look
at the grace, the smile almost bursting
into laughter."
"It is beautiful, most beautiful," an
swered the prince, "but her laugh would
be to me more beautiful than all."
"And that!" exclaimed the aged man.
"Look how natural that courier is about
to relate his message."
"Most natural, most natural." sighed
the prince, "but the unspoken message
is locked in that marble breast.".
To several others the strange ' vM tor
drew the shrinking prince, and com
mented on the peculiar beauty of each.
But the prince could not be diverted
from the melancholy that possessed him.
"Take them away! Take them away!"
exclaimed the prince, "Leave my pal
ace as it was and I will be happy, per
fectly happy P'
" Be it as you say" answered the aged
man, "and profit by the lesson." ,
There was a slight rustle in the courts
of the palace, and when it passed all
was as it had been; even the strange vis
itor himself was gone.
The palace of Prince Ali of Bagdad
stood for ages as it was erected, except
this inscription over the main entrance:
ALI, SON OF ABULFEDA, TO THE
PRI2JCES OF THE WORLD.
There is no pleasure where the happiness of
a fellow creature is endangered; nor is there
loveliness in anything where there is either
adding to or taking from the handiwork of the
Most High God.
Donald B. MacGregor in New York
News.
An Old Fashioned Lonchwu.
A unique luncheon was given recently
in Brooklyn nothing less, indeed, than
an old fashioned one. "You are to come
at 12, bring your work, and stay until 5,"
dictated the hostess, and at noon sharply
the twenty women bidden duly appeared,
all but two, with their sewing. Bonnets
were doffed and a real visit was entered
upon. The luncheon was a delicious
one, and was served without a too arbi
trary following of the course style an
agreeable medium, indeed, between no
courses and "rll plates," as the country
man explained his first French restaurant
dinner.
When the guests returned to the par
lor, instead of the brief standing round
before leave taking, which characterizes
the 'modern fashionable luncheon, chairs
were cozily drawn into .groups,' needles
and thimbles came out, and though, as
one who was there confessed, no serious
amount of work was accomplished, the
pleasure and sociability of the afternoon
were pronounced, as the company in
cluded some of Brooklyn's representa
tive women, and the hostess is promi
nent in more than one circle. Her Point
of View in New York Times.
Two Pretty English Words.
"There are some queer things about
words when you come to know them in
timately," said Dr. Cones, stroking his
long, light beard reflectively. "Now,
one would naturally conclude that words
of fifteen or twenty syllables, such as
basickeratochondroglossus, the name of
a muscle at the root of the tongue, and
dacryocystosyringotomy, the name of a
surgical operation on the tear duct of
the eye, would be most difficult for the
lexicographer to manage. Nothing could
be further from the fact. The most dif
ficult words we have to define are those
of two and three letters. The truth is,
like some people, they are so simple that
there is nothing by which you can pos
sibly describe them." Chicago Poet,
HEROISM IN A BIG CITY.
BRAVE AND KINO HEARTS IN A
RICH FIFTH AVENUE HOME.
An Old legend of Rome Is Bnaeted In
Reality Right in the Midst of a Busy
and Thriving Metropolis People of
Wealth Nurse Their Servants.
Emerson in his essay upon "The Con
servative" relates a legend of the Friar
Bernard in illustration of the truth that
the best virtues are to be found in all
conditions of society. If the story were
merely an apologue with the essayist it
has, I am glad to record, lately become
a fact. .
This is the tradition:
"The Father Bernard lamented in his
cell on Mount Cenis the crimes of man
kind, and rising one morning before day
from his bed of moss and dry leaves he
gnawed his roots and berries, drank of
the spring and set forth to go to Borne
to reform the corruption of mankind.
On his way he enco .filtered many trav
elers, who greeted him courteously, and
the cabins of the peasants and the castles
of the lords supplied his few wants.
When he came at last to Rome his piety
and good will easily introduced him to
many families of the rich, and on the
first day he saw and talked with gentle
mothers, with their .babes at their
breasts, who told him how much love
they bore their children, and how they
were perplexed in their daily walk lest
they should fail in their duty toward
them.
emebson's story.
" 'What!' he said, 'and this on rich
embroidered carpets, on marble floors,
with cunning sculpture, and carved
woods, and rich pictures and piles of
books around you?
" 'Look at our pictures and books,'
they said, 'and we will tell you, good
father, how we spent the last evening.
These are stories of godly children and
holy families, and romantic sacrifices
made in old and recent times by great
and not mean persons, and last evening
our family was collected, and bur hus
bands and brothers discoursed sadly on
what we could save and give in the hard
times.'
'"Then came in the men, and they
said: 'What cheer, brother? Does thy
convent want gifts?
"Then the friar went home swiftly
with other thoughts than he brought,
saying: "This way of life is wrong, yet
these Romans, whom I prayed God to
destroy, 'are lovers; they are lovers.
What can I do?"
And this is the fact as a friend re
lates it:
"I called last night upon my friend in
Fifth avenue. His house is stately and
magnificent. It abounds with every de
vice of luxury. If not tasteful it is rich.
If not elegant it is profuse in splendor.
While I sat gazing around me at the
mirrors and carpets and curtains and
costly furniture my friend entered and
cordially welcomed me.
'Where have you been so long?1 said
L 'It must be many weeks-since I have
seen you.
" 'You know,' he answered, 'that wc
were - absent upon a visit to Cousin
Charles for some time, and upon our re
turn the doctor told us that two of the
servants lay ill with the ship fever, and
that the children must be sent away im
mediately. So we sent them to theii
grandfather's, near Albany, and my wife
and I remained to take care of the serv
ants.'' EXPOSED TO DISRASK.
" 'Did you know what a terrible dis
ease it was?1
" 'Yes, the doctor warned us. But we
could not leave them when we knew
how critical was the situation. It was
hard to part with the children, and they
cried bitterly at going, knowing to what
dangers we were exposed.'
" 'And I know,' answered I, "for I have
had the ship fever, and for two week?
lay utterly senseless, like one dead.'
" 'Both of the servants,' continued my
friend, 'were delirious for two weeks be
fore they died, which increased our care.
It is a very dreadful disease, and very
hardly it bore on my wife. But there
was no one to assist us. All the other
servants left, and we could get no nurses. 1
We took all possible precautions. ' The
beds were placed in the middle of the
two largest rooms, and by opening the
folding doors we could throw them, with
the smaller one between, into one large
room. 1 here is a passage from the ceil
ing of the middle room directly to the
skylight 'in the roof, and by opening that
and dropping the upper sashes of the
windows of the room we could ventilate
the rooms perfectly.
" 'I see,' said I, 'and they died?"
" 'They both died, and we buried them
in the Catholic cemetery."
" 'Why, thought I, glancing at the
painted walls and glittering chandeliers,
'the sumptuous Vendome and the squalid
Tenderloin precinct do not offer a more
instructive contrast . than this single
hearted heroism in the midst of this re
gal splendorr "
Here is another "deed for New Yorh
to be proud of." Gilt sometimes covers
pure gold. New York Herald.
MDy Small Amount.
It is worth noting, as an exemplifica
tion of the valuSj of small things, that it
is not customary to pay fractions of a
penny on dividends on government
stocks, and that some few years since
these accumulated fractions amounted
to 143,000! This nice little nest egg
was handed over to the chancellor of the
exchequer. Chambers' Journal.
Not s Composer.
Winkle I understand that the lafiy
next to you is a fine musician.
Binkle Eh?
Winkle They say she composes.
Binkle Great Caesar, no! She dis
composes everybody in the flat. Good
News.
Had Bemaon to B Circumspect.
Auntie Johnny, you never hear your
papa use such language.
Johnny No; and I take mighty good
care that be doesn't bear ma. Harper'i
Bazar.
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THE DALLES.
The Gate City of the Inland Empire is situated at
the head of navigation on the Middle Columbia, and
is a thriving, prosperous city.
ITS TERRITORY.
It is the supply city for an extensive and rich agri
cultural an ; grazing country, its trade reaching as
far south as Summer Lake, a distance of over twe .
hundred miles.
THE LARGEST WOOL MARKET.
The rich grazing country along the eastern slope
of the the Cascades furnishes pasture for thousands
of sheep, the -wool from -which finds market here.
The Dalles is the largest original -wool shipping
point in America, about 5,000,000 pounds being
shipped last year.
ITS PRODUCTS.
The salmon fisheries are the finest on the Columbia,
yielding this year a revenue of $1,500,000 which can
and -will be more than doubled in the near future.
The products of the beautiful Klickital valley find
market here, and the country south and east has this
year filled the "warehouses, and all available storage
places to overflowing -with their products.
ITS WEALTH
It is the richest city of its size on the coast, and its
money is scattered over and is being used to develop,
more farming country than is tributary to any other
city in Eastern Oregon.
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