LITTLE FEET.
Patter, patter, little feet.
Mating melody bo sweet;
, Music we all love to hear.
Charming: to the list'ning ear;
Never weary In the light,
TirelAs in the shades of night;
Restless little feet at play,
Patter, patter all the day.
Patter, patter, little feet.
Chasing butterflies so neat.
O'er the fragrant lawn and lea.
Busy as the toiling bee;
. Dancing where the sunbeams fall.
Running quick at papa's call;
Happy, sportive at your play.
Patter, patter all the day.
Pattor, patter, little feet,
Mong the roses blooming sweet.
Where the robin sings his lay
And the precious children play;
j Summer skies above the glow
' Bright as baby's eyes below,
4 Winsome little feet that stray.
Patter, patter all the day.
Patter, patter, little feet,
V - Straying where the brooklets meet.
Flitting o'er the meadows fair.
Seeking pleasure everywhere;
Fondly answ'ring love's sweet "11,
Bringing blies of llfo to alL ,
l Precious little feet at play.
Patter, patter all the day.
Theodore D. C. Miller in New York Weekly.
TWICE TEN YEARS.
I remember it as well as if it were yes
terday. The carriage stood at the door
that was to take me back to school for
the spring term. My mother gave me
innumerable instructions, smoothed my
collar and adjusted my cap on my head
properly, then gave me a kiss and stood
looking wistfully at me as I went down
the walk and got into the carriage.
A month or two later it was in June,
I think after a hard straggle one after
noon with some figures, all about a ship
and a cargo and the profit and1 all that,
I went out to join the boys. When I
reached the pay ground they were gone,
and there was nothing for me to do but
amuse myself as best I could. I strolled
around the house with my hands in my
pockets (which my mother had told me
distinctly I must not do), and suddenly
remembering her instructions took them
out again; then, for want of better
amusement, I began to whistle.
Next to the school there was a pretty
cottage separated from the school house
by a board fence. The two houses were
not 100 feet apart, and X could look right
through under the trees, and there on
the croqnet ground stood a girl, a trifle
younger than myself, looking straight
at me.
Now, when a boy suddenly finds him
self observed by a girl he feels very
queer. I remember that very well.. My
hands went right into my pockets, but
remembering that was not the correct
thing to do in the presence of a girl I
took them directly out again. ' Then I
concluded that it would be a good way
to show how little I was embarrassed by
turning twice around on my heel, a
movement on which I greatly prided
myself. After that I don't remember
now it was so long ago what new
capers I cut. But one thing is very cer
tain. I was soon hunting for something
I pretended to have lost in the grass be
side the fence.
"If it's your knife you've lost," I heard
a little . voice say, "it isn't there. I
picked up a knife there a week ago, but
it was all rusty and no good."
"Oh, never mind," I 'said, looking up
into two eyes away back in a sunbonnet,
"it wasn't much of a knife anyway, and
I've got another."
"Are you one of the boys jut the
achooir
"Yes." '
"What reader are you in?"
"The Fourth."
"Do you study geography?"
"Yes."
"What's the capital' of the United
States?"
I scratched my head.
! don't remember that," I admitted
reluctantly. "I'm first rate on capitals,
but I can't recollect that one."
"Why didn't you go off with the
boySr'
was behind with my sums. I ex
pect they've gone to the river. . I like
the woods pretty well, they're full . of
squirrels. "
"And snakes," she added.
"I'm not afraid of snakes."
"And lizards."
"Nor lizards. I suppose you're afraid
to go there."
"No, I'm not."
- "If yon want to go there now, and are
afraid, I don't mind going along, just to
keep off snakes and things."
She looked wistfully put at the wood.
I can see her now leaning on her mallet,
deliberating if such a process can be
called deliberation where the conclusion
is predetermined the straight, lithe fig
. ore poised between the mallet and one
foot, one little leg crossed on the other
peering out at the forest. Suddenly,
without any warning, she dropped the
mallet and started for the wood.
We were not long in crossing the field
and Were walking in the dense shade
when she stopped, and looking at me
with her expressive eyes said: -
"How still it is in here! It seems to
me I can almost hear it be stilL"
"Yes, it is pretty solemn," I replied.
- "Let's go on; the river winds around
- jdown there and we can see the water go
over the dam."
I heard a distant voice calling "Julia."
It. was very faint; she did not hear it; I
stood a moment hesitating.
"Come, let's go," I said, starting for
ward. , ,,..'....,.
' "Julia," I heard again, more faintly
'than before.
I hurried her on, fearing she would
hear the voice and turn back., ' '
Presently we emerged from the wood
and stood by the river. I was familiar
;with the ground, and led my little friend
; directly to the dam.
"Most of the boys are afraid to walk
'out on that dam," I said. .
Td be afraid." . - '.'
"But you're only a girl; a boy ought
jn't to be afraid.": With that I started
boldly out, occasionally standing on one
I foot and performing sundry antics to
show what a brave boy I was. Then I
came part way back and called to her to
come.
"Oh, no," she said; "I'm afraid."
"Afraid! You little goose! with me
to hold on to?"
Betwixt her fear and a- disposition
pliable to a boy older and stronger than
herself, it was not loDg before I was
leading her out on the dam.
,' "Don't you see it's nothing?" I said.
-She shrank back as I led her along. I
determined that she should go to a point
where the water poured over a portion
of the dam lower than the rest. I turned
my back to Step np on the post. It was
but a moment. I heard a cry, and saw
Julia in the flood. The expression that
was in her eyes is to this day stamped
clearly on my memory an expression of
mingled reproach and forgiveness.
" I could scarcely swim a dozen strokes,
but not a second had elapsed before I
was in the flood.
I swam and struggled and buffeted to
reach her; all in vain. . An eddy whirled
me in a different direction. My strength
was soon exhausted.' I was borne down
the riyer, sinking and rising, till I came
to a place where I caught a glimpse as I
came to the surface of a man running
along some planks extending into the
river and raised above, the'. water :.on
posts. My feet - became entangled in
weeds. I sank. ( I heard a great roaring
in my ears, then oblivion.
When I came to, I was lying on my
back. I remember the first thing I saw
was a light cloud sailing over the clear
blue. There was an air of quiet and
peace in it that contrasted with my own
sensations. Then I saw a man on his
knees beside something, he was rubbing.
I turned my head aside and saw it was a
little figure a girl, Julia. She was cold
and stark.
My agony was far greater than when I
had plunged after her into the stream.
Then I hoped and believed that if she
were drowned I 'would be also. Now I
saw her beside me lifeless, and I lived..
Then some men came, and the man
who was rubbing Julia said to them,
"Take, care of . the boy; the girl is too
far gone." They took me np and carried
me away and laid me for awhile on a
bed in a 'strange house!. Then I was
driven to the school.
The next day my father came and
took me home. I was ill after that, too
ill to ask about Julia, but when I re
covered what a load was taken from my
mind to know that by dint of rubbing
and rolling and a stimulant ' she had
been brought to and had recovered. I
also learned that the man who cared for
ns had seen Julia fall and .had rescued
her. When I saw him running along
the planks it was to his boat chained to
the end. . .
That summer my father removed with
his family to the Pacific coast. He was
obliged to wait some time for my recov
ery, but at last I was able to travel, and
left without again seeing the little girl
whom I had led into danger. I only
heard that I had been blamed by every
one.
. ; .' - "
Ten years passed, during which I was
constantly haunted by one idea; that
was to go back to New England, find
Julia and implore her forgiveness. The
years that I must be a boy and depend
ent seemed interminable. At last I
came of age and received a small fortune
that had fallen to me, and as soon as the
papers in the case were duly signed and
sealed I started east. .. .
. It was just about the same time of the
year and the same hour of the afternoon
as when I first saw Julia that I walked
into the old school grounds. I had fully
intended to go in next door and call for
her, but my courage failed me. I had
heard nothing of her for years. Was she
dead? . Was she living? :: Was she in her
old home, or far away? ' These thoughts
chased each other through my mind and
I dreaded to know;.
I was standing at the school entrance
with my hand on the bell when I heard
a door in the next house open and then
shut. From that moment I could feel
that Julia was near me. She came out
of the house a slender, graceful girl of
nineteen, and picking np a croqnet mal
let commenced to knock the balls about.
I wanted to make myself known,, but '
dreaded the horror with which she would
regard me when she should know who I
was.
"I beg pardon," I said, raising my hat,.
"can you tell me u the school is still
there?" pointing to the house.
"It was moved some years ago," she
replied, regarding me with the old hon
est gaze. : c, 1 ... '
"I was one of thq scholars." .
"Indeed!" She. spoke without any
further encouragement for me to go on.
"I see the wood has not been cut
away," I added, glancing toward it.
. "No, it does not seem to be."
"Were you ever there?"
-"Oh, yes, often."
"And is that old dam still across the
river?"
- "I believe it is."
"Were you ever on the dam?"
She looked at me curiously. I went
on without waiting for a reply: . '
"Would you mind showing me the
way to it? It is a long while since I was
there."
She drew herself up with a slight
hauteur. Then thinking that perhaps I
was unaccustomed to the conventional
'ways of civilized life, she said. pleas
antly: ' ":'-'. "' "
"Yon have only to walk through the
wood straight back of the house and you
will come to it."
fThank you," I replied, "trail hoped
yon would show me the way."
. She looked puzzled." '
"Miss Julia," I said, altering my tone,
"I once met you when I was a boy here
' at schooL" - ' - ' '
"I knew a number of the scholars,"
she said, mora interested; "who may
you be?" ,
I dreaded to tell her. "If you will
pilot me to the dam," I said, "I will in
form you.".
: She thought a moment, then turned
and looked out at the wood. With the
quick motion with which she had made
the same move as a child she started for
ward. We talked side byslde to the wood,
through it find out on the river bank.
There was : the water', and the dam;
everything as it had been.
"Did you ever try to walk out there?"
I asked. '
"Once, when I was a child, I came
here with a boy, and we walked to where
the water pours over. I met with an
accident. I fell in,"
"The boy overpersuaded you, ' I sup
pose?" It was difficult for me to conceal a cer
tain trepidation at the mention of my
fault. .
"No, I went of my own accord."
"He certainly must have been to
blame. He was older and stronger than
you." ,
"On the contrary," she said, with a
slight rising irritation, "he jumped after
me like - the noble little fellow that he
was." . . .
I turned away on pretense of ' examin
ing a boat down the river.
"At any rate he must have begged
your forgiveness on his bended knees
fpr permitting you to go into such a
danger," '"
never saw him again. He went
away.",- . i : ' "
1 fancied at least I hoped I could
detect a tinge of sadness in her voice.
"I have often wished," she went on,
"that he would come back, as the other
scholars sometimes do, as you are now,
and let me tell him how much I thank
him for his-noble effort."
"Julia," I said, suddenly turning and
facing her, "this is too much. I am that
boy. I led you into the wood. I forced
you to go out on the dam with me. . I
permitted you to fall in."
"And more than atoned for all by risk
ing your life to save me!"
Ah, that . look of surprised delight
which, accompanied her words! It was
worth all my past years of suffering, of
fancied blame; for in it I read how dearly
she held the memory of the boy who had
at least shared the danger for which he
was responsible.
I do not remember if she grasped my
hand or I grasped hers. At any rate
we stood hand in hand looking into each
other's faces.
I blessed the Providence that ended
my punishment; I blessed the good for
tune that had led me to a knowledge of
the kindly heart beside me.' Of all the
moments of my life I still count it far
the happiest. . ' .... -
Then we walked ' back through the
woods, over the intervening field, and
stood together leaning against the fence
between the old school and her home.
-..,' ....
We did not part after that for another
ten years. . Then she left me to go
whence I can never recall her. Yet
there is a try sting place in the woods,
through which we once passed as chil
dren, and often afterward as lovers.
There I watch the flecked sunlight and
mark the silence; and it seems to me that
I can "hear it be still." More than that,
I know the pure soul looks at me through
the honest eyes. F. A. Mitchel.
A Positive Bint.
. A man can be more politely insulted in
Paris than in any city in the world. A
gentleman who undertook to speak in
public there expressed himself in such a
low tone of voice that the audience were
unable to hear him. He was lecturing
upon a geographical subject, and copies
of a map about three feet square had
been generally distributed.
Presently one of the audience rolled
np his map in the form of a very long
attenuated lamplighter, . inserted ,; the
small end in his ear and turned the other
end toward the speaker. It was a rather
ludicrous performance, but not a laugh
was heard among the polite assemblage.
In two minutes, however, every map in
the audience was turned into an ear
trumpet, and the speaker saw himself
confronted with a sort of mammoth
porcupine, whose nearest quills almost
touched him. He at once spoke louder.
Exchange. . '.; .
The Fisare "4" In Grevy's Life.
The figure "4" was curiously associ
ated with the life of the late French
president." M. Qrevy died after four
days' illness, four years' after his .'re
moval from the presidency, at the age of
eighty-fou He lived under four sov
ereigns in the earlier part of his life.
Then came the revolution of 1848, and
four governments then succeeded each
other before he was elected president.
Lastly, he died under the fourth presi
dent of the present republic. M. Qrrevy,
when in practice at the bar, received
the largest fee ever paid counsel during
this century. He held the .lucky brief
for his friend, M. Dreyf us! in the great
guano lawsuit, arid was paid altogether
40,000. ; Not even " the aggregate fees
paid Sir John Duke Coleridge (now Lord
Coleridge) in the Tichborne trial ap
proached this splendid f ee.London Tit
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A firm on Fourteenth street, in the
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painted theatrical ocean is constructed
on the roof of one house, while the roof
of the adjoining building, being a little
higher, series as the shore. , On " this
shore a man attired as the lone fisher
man sits and industriously goes through
the pantomime of fishing.. Now and
then he works the lines of a miniature
sailboat, causing the latter to skim the
mimic sea. All of this attracts the. at
tention of thousands of people on the
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some might go by without seeing it, a
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