Ing these sessions of what
HOMESIQN-
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>rv lotty of littk« Uiu.-i.tj«
4 a
gawdea, »nfl the pigs
AiW »o-ing no» au® gpuntiug
Ifl
t*»aR»HBy rj$s;
•Ao! the h.iWttiorn
®h is bloomlug,
And its
ant blooms are red,
_A< re # three thousand rniiM of »ea
from Viieje 1 0J my bead.
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Azul. oh. but I »in lonesome
For the days that used to be,
Au'I. oh, if I could reach ttoa—
Reach the blossoms on the tree,
K weave Bn old time crown of theta
To deck my flowing curls.
Aiiil play <t 0Ueen the way I used
When we wife little girls.
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X b«sr the little chicken#
• «Chirp as glad as they can be;
As I, oh, the longin’, longin' of
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The home*i<t heart o’ me!
Xr* th» time for plantin' taW-rB
• And the tawthorn blooms are red
Th at used io shake their petal« down
1» » «tie on my hexik
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if thSy’rt missin’rn0
Mt ;tfl._ 0k all. St all !
I'»i lonesome for • sight o’ them ;
I'm lonesome ‘for their call !
1'9» lons-ome for the singin’
Of tlie clad lark in tin'-niorn !
uï. me heart a »«filin', brookin',
B’or the home where I ••• bora!
•- il«t»roA k'oer.
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It was the strangest set of circum-
•tames, almost as though it had ail
bta-n planned odt beforehand, as, ln-
deed. perhaps It was.
On one side oi the town was the little
eabln in which lived Simon Greer. He
•was half-starved and half-clothed and
•rarcely ever spoke to any human be
ing.
Buch a wretched little old cabin as it
was! The ridge of the roof had given
way and the roof itself bad sunk until
Mrs. McGuire, who lived across the
common, «aid it was “that caved in till
It was all swaybacked, sure.” How the
rtin must have made its way through
those broken shingles and soaked the
rotting floor lieneath. There had been
* window once near that cranky and
ided front door, but the glass was
(one nnd heavy boards were nailed
•ver It. It was a wretched ohl run
down house \vlth a wretched old run
down man occupying it.
Altogether, man and house seemed a
Ciial match. Both had outlived their
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tiBefulness and their respectability. Both
were tattered ynd bent out of all origi
nal symmetry, and both had shut the
light out of their wretched lives.
More than that, when the olij man
crept-out into the light of day, as he
did sometimes, when forced to do so,
he was s i blinded that he blinked and
»Inked until Ills eyes seeiqyd to sink
•way out of sight; and the house, with
♦»oariled-up w indow, bore a strange re-
ambiance to an old man whose one eye
h«d been knocked out. So the old house
• nd the old man were really much
«like. °
Billion Greer and his old house were
on one side of the town, where the
ragged suburb and the ragged com
mons were neither town nor country,
but had all the worst features of both.
Away ou the other side of the town
was another little house, whqge
Lee nnd her children lived. Now
Lee was
could <
gee that
jm , v < rty !
the door
ever so loud and harsh when It has
to make Its way through i vines and
flowers; and you never saw
I
such an
array of them as clung about Mrs.
Lee's doorway and bloomed in the
down.
Most of her vines and flowers wore
planted in tin buckets ami cans, but
what did that matter? They grew there
beautifully, and when you were In that
plain room and could see how the sun
light streamed through the vines nnd
plants you would say that the costliest
lace never drajied a window so delight
fully ns that curtain of green leaves.
And yet Mrs. Lee had her anxieties.
Poverty brings them In abundance. you
may be sure, and though Mrs. Lee sang
as she kept the machine going, she was
thlifldng and thinking how she was to
solve some of her wearisome problems.
"If I could have gone to school Just
one m’Mc year, mamma, I could have
been advanced enough to tench." Mfn-
nle was saying, as she basted sotne
work for her mother.
Minnie was
young. She had not learned her nioth-
er's patience. Two tAhrs rolled dow,i
her cheeks and fell upon her w ork.
“But you couldn’t go, Minnie, and I
wouldn't worry. A way will be opened
If you'll only wait."
“Bide a Wee. and dlntia fret," sung
Ray, the family bookworm, ns be
glanced up Worn the geometry over
which bjj I'Wed frgm mornfcg till
night.
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Ray had his mother's cheerful spirit;
e»O be waso01eut sometimes dW
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Adelaide hud stepped out of bed the
wrong side that morning, lie» hair
hurt when It was combed; no, she
could not gat that horrid oatmeal; and,
later, there never was • little girl who
had as few toys to play with.
“Not any paper dolls, mamma,
I
haven’t any, really, and Bernice has
lots, and so has May, oh, ever so
many!” And, altogether, she was as
cross as a little girl of 4 can be when
she thinks that everything has gone
wrong and. that all the world is trying
to tease her.
Now Adelaide’s mother was very
wise, and “instead of scolding she only
said, “Go and get your paper dolls, my
dear little girl, and count them over.
You cannot go out until you can come
atyl tell me exactly how many there
are.” ’
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All this soitnds very easy, and no
punishment at all,’for there were duly
fifteen paper dolls, but Adelaide could
not count beyond twelve, “and hef moth
er knew It. So there she Bat for an
hour, counting "one, two, three, four.”
and so on up to twelve, over and over
again.
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“There, are twelve and three more,
mamma.” she said, at last.
But that would not do. -Mrs. Hardy
shook her head. They jnpet be really
counted, she said. And so that morn
ing Adelaide learned three things -to
count "thirteen, fourteen, fifteen.” that
ijlie really had a good many paper dolls,
after »11. and that it is a very.silly
thing to get out of bed on the wrong
side.—Youtb's Com pa n Ion.
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The good ohl days are gone,
In
these heathen times railroad men are
paid by check, pt the pay car and
its luxurious travels C. F. Carter writes
in the American Magazine as follows:
“A metal coin rack crammed to the
muzzl& with three denominations of
yellow boys, flanked with silver, and
on the ¿desk« behind It a very large
wooden tray, on which were long col
umns o of yellow coins—d’ve ever see
anything so pretty in all your lite?
No wonder your eyes stuck out until
you could have us«J them for hat pegs.
“And all the time an exquisitely mu
sical "tinkle, tinkle, clink-clink’ welled
up' from coin rack and counter in re-
sjMVnse to the "calls of the assistant
paymaster.
Talk about Beethoven's
symphonies!
“If It. were not for that fctrong wire
screen you could have touched. tjiat
fascinating tray, For the infinitesimal
fraction of a second a wicked thought
flitted through your brain. Then you
alniust fainted as your rdving eye
stared down the barrel of a monstroui
revolver. ’ It was only.-in a rack, but 1t
was within easy reach of the paymas
ter's hand and most eloquent for ail
that. Half a dozen of its fellows lay
in the handiest places, while as many
Winchesters lying on tables and set
tees came in strong on the chorus.
“Hurriedly your vagrant wits busied
themselves with all the Sunday school
lessons you had ever learned. As your
subconsciousness perceived that the
bead of the road’s secret service de-
partment stood on the platform with
his eyes intent on every man in the
car at once, while Conductor Linken-
pin stood on the ground outside very
much alert, with his coat tail bulging
suggestively, your bosom swelled with
pride over the watchful care the com
pany had exercised to bring its honest
toilers their hard earned money.”
Dutrl T«w»a.
“It is a great wonder to me,” said
an old chemist, “whev more boys do not
take up chemical experiments tis an
amusement.
Why, I can do things
with the common materials of every
day life which really seem to be more
magical t», the- uninitiated than any
of th< wonders that are ordinarily
performed by magicians tin the public
stage. Some of them are so simple
that .by carrying them out at a parlor
entertainment .a bright boy conili
achieve the reputation j'f a magician.
Now, there are those curious little bub
bles of glass known variously as
'Prince- Rupert’s drops' and as ‘Dutch
tears.’ Apparently they are merely lit
tle globules of glass with elongated
tails made by heating a small gl.-i-s
rod In a (lame and allowing the molten
drops to fall into water. After they
have cooled you may pound the thick
part with a hammer or mallet, yet you
cannot break them,. On the other hand,
if you break a little piece off their
tails or toui'h any part of them with
a quartz crystal, they will’disappear
into the surrounding atmosphere quick
er than snow will niifit on a hot Are.
To the person who doesn't know’ how
this has happened the performance is
so astonishing as to seem uncanny.—
Txmdon Globe.
Coiiiinil*uin|.
When are little girls like windows?
When sashed.
When is a man caught lu the "rain.
tike ti drunkard?
When soaked.
• When does u lady find herself exalt
ed above her friends?
When living a story higher.
When are lovers' hearts like tele
graph poles?
When joined together.
What .tree leafs no leaves, branches
hor buds, yet bears more fruit than
any other tree?
Th ■ axle-tree.
When ds tire like water?
When in sheets.
Wiieu are ladies' slippers, like ar-
rows ?
wiitm I m »wed.
When is a man like a crab?
When deviled.
Some Coin position«.
Some amusing examples are quoted
as the result of an experiment recently
tried bj^ the teacher of a private school
for making her pupils write whatever
they chow about a give» subject in a
specified
time -about five mliiuti«
"Wind Is an abominable element. It
blows oil’ people» hats ami uproofs
trees, but is very useful for faeht
races.” Iler* Is another: "Jam is to
lie found ivt almost every liouse and
o
some people eat it at every meal. Shim
jams are sticky." Concerning Ireland
we are told: "Tlie Irish were conquer
ed by tlie English in days of old. and
have been annoyed about it eVer since."
A
Snifiir
Pine
Forest.
It—Is said that the greatest known
forest of sfigar pine lies along the
backbone of the Cascade mountains, in
Southern Oregon. The giant trees of
the forest tower 200 and .100 feet in
height, and are excelled only by the
great redwoods of California. In pein:
of value, the sugar pine is espial to any
of the marketable trees of the west
except the redwood. <4n lightness, du
rability and strength It is superior to
the celebrated nnd almost extinct white
nine of the ¡gpstem States.
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A German botanist. O. Kunt»e, has
pointed out that a certalu specimen of
foxodlum at Oaxada, Mexico, which
heretofore has been considered the big
gest tree In the world, having a diam
eter of 11 meters, consists lu reality of
three trees which grew Into one.
Trials to test the ammunition-carry
ing capabilities of motor cars in war
time have recently been going on be
tween Berlin and Kiel. According to
report, three cars transjiorted alto
gether fifty-one tons of ammunition,
and this Is considered satisfactory.
A Swiss engineer haw perfected a
new fire escape. It consists of a series
of folding ladders attached to window
frames. Each ladder reaches from one
window to the next one below It. By
turning a crank on any floor all of the
frames beneath are unfolded in less
than a minute, and form a continuous
means of descending to the ground.
In a study, which purports to be en
tirely scientific, of the alleged connec
tion between the physical and mental
character of an Individual and his
handwriting, Mons, Solanie Pellet, an
exjiert attached to th* Tribunal of the
Seine, Paris, maintains that distinct
relations exist between the handwrit
ing and the voice. -An expert, be de
clares, can determine from the hand
writing whether the writer’s voice is
high or low In pitch, sonorous or veiled,
harsh, or soft and agreeable. But he
remarks that in all cases where it is
sought to'determine character from
handwriting, great paltis should I be
taken to choose for examination • only
writing that has been done under nor-
mal. conditions.
Among the Industries that have < been
profoundly mollified by the advent of
electricity Into dally use is that of
making porcelain.
Formerly artistic
considerations* alone governed the vari
ous ofieratlons of th® workmen .in por
celain, but now, since tills substance is
employed for insulators in all electric
installations, scientific processes have
been introduced In its manufacture
which demand a great deal of special
attention. The exart amount, of con
traction that the clay undergoes, tile
exact teuqierature to which it Is sub
mitted in the process of baking, t lie
constant employment of Instruments
for measuring the temperature and for
determining the size of certain pieces—
such -are among the essentials in the
modern art of porcelain-making for
electric purjtoses.
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BARTENDER’S “COME BACK.”
Allien the H oms fired Nliu lie Ei-
piplned Ills Little System ,»f LTnew.
The proprietor Is telling it on him
self. but somehow It doesn’t make him
• laugh so loudly as his hearers uo.
Tills Is the story ns told by the saloon
owner, according to tl»e Kansas C'ty
Times:
“I had to discharge my barkeeper
for gisxl and suflleicnt reasons a sli >rt
time ago. And this is what he handed
me:
" ‘All right. I’ll go. but I’ve firns! you
good and plenty before now and I
guess we're quits.’
“‘Fined me; what are you talking
about?' says I. 'I)o you think you're
Judge Kyle?’
“ 'Well,' he says, 'you're not always
as «weet-tempered as Little Eva and
some mornings you’ve come In here and
told me to go to blazes when I've wish
ed you good morning as pleasantly as
anjr one could on $11 per. Now, haven’t
you ?’
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"Well, I had to admit It—it's the
way I "feel sometimes.
“‘Just so,’ says my barkeep, putting
on his coat, 'and every time you did it
I fined you a quarter. Then occasion
ally you'd call me down for being teth
minutes late, and you didn’t do it in
a soothing manner, either, That al
ways cost you half a dollar, and yon
were getting off easy at that, I’ve had
a good many tllscussionk vyith myself
about iny le"niem»y. Lots of times I'vb
said to myself: .“Brace up now and
don't be so chicken-hearted." But the
half-dollar tine always stotal for that
particular offense.
“‘One dollar, was the penalty for
keeping me from going to lunch at my
regular hour, and it occurred pretty
often If you’ll stop to think. Two do!
hirs was the price for making me
swab down the flepr, which ain’t got
ilo place in a barkeeper’s list of duties.
I got five for being called a liar, with
ten on top of that for having to re
strain myself fnoni handing you one
on the Jaw.
“ 'This little syatem of fines was a
great salve to my self-respect and a
welcome addition to my bank account.
I can now afford to loaf for awhile
•and watch them build the Bank ef
Commerce. Ta. ta.'
"Now, what do yon think of that?’
the victim asks, as he. sets out what
each has'called for. "Fined me when
I spoke unkind words. Firn'll me when
1 gave him an unpleasant look, And
so I’m my own bartender. Fined me’
Wouldn't It jar your cash register?"
«USER TUNNEL ADVENTURES.
T-hr-Pu net lllima West.
of th* Ftellln« Thlsfa that
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Happen
Every
Day,
“At the garden party that King Ed
ward gave at Windsor," said a Chicago
an. “Mark Twain was undoubtedly tin*
lion. As he strolled through the beau
tlful gardens, with tlieir fine view of
Eton In tlie distance, peeresses besieged
him for ills autograph, and dukes clam
ored to lie introduced. Our great hu
morist was in high spirits.
He was
much impressed with the men’s ele
gance—tlie cut of tlieir frock coats, the
luster of tlieir -silk lints, the shapeli
ness of tlieir glossy, paie-topped boots
I hoard him say that tlie punctilious ob
serva nee of tlie rules of fashion that
tiic men’s dress showed made him tliink
of tlie West.
“Entering a mlniny town In the West
one night, lie said to a miner whom ho
knew:
“ ’And do you still shoot men here for
wearing silk lints?’
"The miner frowned and" shook his
A very strange Incident happened in
the Severn tunnel recently. Just as an
express train entered the tunnel a sol
dier In- a third-class carriage fluug
open the door and attempted to Jump
out. Fortunately, one of tlie passen-
gers succeeiled in seizing the man’s
coattails, and, with tlie aid of other
passengers, held him there, head down
ward. They could not pull blm back,
for the smtlon was too great. Th’e
eon mipiication cord »as pufied. tlie
train stopped, ami the rescued man—.
Wlio. it appears, hail suddenly become
insane—was placed under arrest.
This is not the first exciting Inci
dent which lias li poem'd in the went
bor.i:^ wliieh «arr i's the tire it West
erii Rail > .1
o. e.i h tile bed of tlie
Severn. Some fixe years ag > a Cardiff
coinmer i:tj tril'ver «'ent to sleep in a lie’ll
“ 'Not unless they wenr ’em witli sack
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coats.' Ii<‘ .s.'iid.”
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of the rider against the Rfiit and 'iU<
etuM speed.
Ruler. flound* Slid alb
came safely out of the is.<i!«shs prob®
ament in which they had pluugi*d thein-
selves.—-Tit Bits.
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I made at first -traigbt fur the
1-1» t t. Im . iM'ing turned by some vil-
too. to Hie railway line and
i mto a long tunnel, f
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The Author*« Mrwr Home,
ile pack. Tlie master. Mr. Harries,
o
“Like • ■• ir new bouse?*’
ilized tin* danger to tlie lioun Is. and
“It’s fine."
» t •>ll«*e I 'Ho A ed t!l. 111.
“There are
He was fully a quarter of a mile
down the tunnel when a roaring sound Î believe?"
"Yes. mine
behind him warned him that n train
“Good cellar?”
livd entered the funnel. Almost in
“One of the six best cellars."
staiitly tlie glare of the head light on
A Hillvllle Financier,
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the dripping walls, Hnd the horwiuan. Cleveland Plain Dealer.
“This has been a hard year on me. clappiftgr spurs to ills horse. t»*gan to
He'd
Mo Often.
>ut I’m hopin’ to pull rirough.”
gallop nt full speed through the dark
"Mr. Timmld has naked if he might
"That's the way?"
ness. There followed fl most exciting call to-night, I think he w:*nts to tel)
“Yes. th«*’ sheriff about levied on race® for life, tlie man riding nt the me thtt he loves me," said Miss Yerner.
•'ver'thing I bid. but I’ve sent ons o’ pitch of the horse's [••■. the train
“Oh." replied her sister, "that goes
boys to Atlanta an' t’other one to ...........
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thundering ...
In , pursuit.
without saying.”
Mijt'on. wiUi instructions to let a an-
By a sort of miracle tlie horse kept
"Yes. Hiid Fin afraid that be wlfc
muitoile run o'er n leg of e.i -h of '. wi Its« feet, but th» train gafmsl rapidly, too."—Philadelphia Press.
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not V* biii’t3*jn milch, so tn speak — 0 4t last the white circle of tlie tnn-
Poor excuses we hav®
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«**•'! kin sit <1ani.*i>*M onoinrb t'» ’B^ke n» II mouth appeared and tlie driver of
?ír«*i '—Atlanta s'oiiMtltu^tq» Kg) et giue notk'etj' the bla< k Bl^iouetto ns»
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Saving only for the in t that one Is
peninsula and the other a group of
islimds by far the most striking sim
ilarity in contour exists between Ifoly
and New Z ■ ilar.d. ° The resemblance
of each of them to a high-heeled Well
ington* boot is almost perfect. Cape
dell' Armi afid Cape Reiuga form the
lies of tli* two boots. The bay of
Plenty, in J»’ew Zealand, nnd tile gulf
of Taranto in Itt^iy, form the instep,
while Cape Runaway and Cape Santa
Maria o di I-eiico are respectively the
points of tlw he^ls. TUe general shape
of the calf of the leg Is also the same
and so is tfte curve outward to the
somewhat g my looking foe.
Tlie poljg of dissimilarity Is of
course tlie separation of tile north nnd
south Islands Into two.
I It is eagy.
however, to see that if these two is
lands were somewhat raised they
• Oiild bewtne one and w-iuld theft
•ven more resemble the Italian penln-
■mla than they do now. A comparison
f thev Islands of Ireland and Sardinia
will show also several points of re
semblance, but this is nothing like so
striking as it is In the case of the two
widely separated portions of the world
ilmve Beationed.
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Ila Coin Hack, (rammed with Yellow
lloyw, h Tempting Sltfht.
1 eeter-totter in the nr;
Up you go so high.
Then you come to earth again
With the merry cry—
“Teeter-totter
Bread and water!
Also cake and pis.
Teeter-totter
Bread and water;
Go we to tlie sky !”
in, and Gke other for t!0
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Sian
THE PAY CAR.
Teat »»-Tot tea.
Racon- Games of chess nnd draughts
for travelers on long journeys have
Ix'en introduced by the English Mid
land Railway Company. There is no
charge made by the company and when
the game Is finished the conductor Col
letts the pieces.
The Haya lllrd'a Home.
Egbert—Gracious! Do they fight as
There Is a bird whose home Is a
desperately as that over the games?—
marvel of Ingenuity and beauty—tin
Yonkers Statesman.
bay* bird of Asia,
This little iirehi-
tect
constructs
a
two-story
nest, with
She tines Am Time.
Mistress—Bridget, do yon go by the three rooms in It. The entrance Is al
the bottom, and it lends into the faml
kitchen clock or the one in the par
ly ’ living-room. That is to say. the
lor?
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whole family, after the young birds an
Bridget (Indignantly)—Faith, an' <«
hatched, meets in tli^s roont. just as we
•e whin it suits me. without a nny re-
meet in our sitting room. A^ove the
a
gaprt fer el icks.—Judge.
family room are two apartments, one
; a white for the female to lay and ha»h her
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fijeep In. “he nest M negtly
but
It» nn«t t»‘nMrkable feature is Its deco-
ration. As soon as It is finished, the
male goes off and collects fireflies,
which he brings to the nest alive. He
is very careful not to hurt them as he
places them here and there about the
nest, and his wife’s chamber gkiws
with their light while she sits over her
eggs. The family room Is decorated In
the same way, and frequently the out
side of the nest, The flies are not
used as food, for when one dies, it is
thrown away and a live one is put In
its place. It has been suggested ttvt
the light of the fireflies keeps serpents
and other enemies away from the net
called
“Ths Committee of Ways and Means.”
There was a sore spot in Ray's heart,
lie had been going to make himself a
civil engineer and bad studied so iiwd.
and here be was, ntopi»ed at the begin
ning.
So there they were—the Lees on one
side of the town and old Simon Greer
on the other-—a whole world apart one
could have said, with no possible change
to bring them together. The old man
had money and would not use It; the
Lees could have used money so well,
nnd did not have it Separated, not
only by the width of the town, but by
the width of tin» world!
But one day Simon Greer's old house
was thrown open, and men went in
with explanations of pity and horror.
Old Simon Greer lay still in the corner,
and did not rail at them as he would
have done once. In spite of the barred
door and boarded window, death had
gone in and claimed him. There was
an inquest and a pauper funeral in rhe
potter’s field and that was tbejast of
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hfoi. ®
“Cross as the crater wap, I would
’•ve been friially
. wid ’im if heowould
V let me,' said “Mrs. SlcGuire to her
iW'lg.hbors; but he was that quare ev-
erybodf was afraid of 'im but my little
Mike anil Dlnnis Rafferty, jan’ they
ain’t afraid o’ the Ofck Boy hisself.
Many's the time they’ve hung about
there, shoutin’ at 'Im an’ callin’ ’Lm
names, as boys will, ye know, Mrs.
Murphy, an' ye can't expect to find old
heads on young shoulders, an’ it’s glad
1 am tfiat ye can’t. An’ there they are,
thiij blessed minute, playin’ about the
cheepy'oftld house like they’d been born
there; an’ ye couldn’t prtll me inside of
it wid a logchain.”
There was no need of a l<?ng-chaln to
pull Mike and Dennis inside of it, and
they were even then having lots of fun.
A vagrant-dog. passing along the street,
could not resist the temptation to look
in and see what it was ail about.
“There’s a dog! Let's ketch 'im an’
tie somethin’ to his tail!” cried Mike.
“Here, doggie, doggie!”
Flattered by these gentle attentions,
the dog came in, wagging his tail. With
in two minutes, Dennis was holding
him, while Mike rushed out in search
of a tin can. An old, rusty and battered
can was picked up from under the edge
of the house, a string was produced
from Mike’s pockets, and two minutes
more saw the dog and the can career
ing wildly down the street, the former
having-been given a kick "to start 'im
off."
What memories were afterward con-
uected with that poor dog’s flight
through the town, who shall say? Boys
shouted and threw stones at him to
urge him to still greater speed; men,
who did not think themselves cruel,
stopped to look after him and to laugh,
with great enjoyment; teamsters leaned,
down as he ca'me past and snapped him
with their whips, and everybody that
saw him smiled and was much amused.
Nearly everybody, that Is. Away at,
the other side* of the town was a pret
ty young girl who called out pityingly
to the wreached dog, which staggered
as it tried to run:
“Come here, poor fellow! Oh. poor,
(»Mir doggie, have fliey treated you. so
badly?”
And in a little while Minnie-Tx*. to
whose tender sjnnpathies no suffering
creature ever appealed In vafo, had
coax(*d the vagabond to believe In her
and had him on the porch, whore he
lay panting.
• "Give him a little water.
0
said Mrs. Lew, coming out
work to look at him.
"Lie still, old fellow, and I’ll cut the
cord on your tail," said sympathetic
Ray. “There—It's all right* now. May-
be this can will do to plant a flower in.
miMiima."
,
lie took up the can and bent back
the lid, which h.'^l been a* nost cut off
at first atul then pressed back, to close
the o >ening. An exclamation of stir-»
prise startled his mother and sister,
and th<?y looked around to see Ray.
pulling from the can a package writ p-
pei 1 In ailed silk.
And what do yqu suppose that pack-
age contained? o
^loney, lots of it. all in big bills!
Atal there was also a queer-looking pa-
|»er. which the boy soon made out to
tie the will of the old miser, What a
strange will it was. just such a one as
you would suppose A strange man like
Simon Greer would make! Having
named the various money-deposits that
he had Injthe banks amt the bonds and
stocks that he owned a goodly Amn In
all—and setting forth the fact that he
had no relatives In the( world, he left
bls entire possessions to the finder of
his will.
And that Is how good fortune came
from the old house on one side of the
town to the flower-covered cottage on
the other—in an old tin can tied to a
vagabond dog's tail.—Chicago Dally
New a.
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