w - r im .lftllK Ii «VKBY IK IIM l MOBNIWO.-— — AT— I mikk . m k , L aw « C ocnty , O k kook M. I '. A M .«». K«»H«r mm li»»is, no wintry woe, i ttir f Ur green earth should nee All the lout; year «hnultl »utnmer’a reign ’d.itie «1 id the ttetda of ripening gram . All tie- Ion t year «hottld Mowers blow, If I could make the Hunahlne grow." , * " t iod rub i* and guilt«-a the bear' nly light, W ith wHdoin more than oura: Hut we can tnuhe dark pi h i « bright, And di a« ri« bloom w ith Mowers. Mid ctieertul b< art, lUml words and deads. True sym pathy lor other» needs, Pure thoughts tlmt from pure fountain» Mow. Ttiese make the bleated sunshine grow." — Inter Ocean. A PRACTICAL JOKE. » ft \ »> !.. r; . J" «• a? Noodod Losaon. .»• y e llo w n a r c issu s w a s In bloom in Hie n e a t little y a r d th a t fro n ted the v illa g e ,w»st o llb e , th e m aple tr e e s had dropped th e ir red sta r s lon g ago, and here anti th e re one found pink c lu ste r s • •f h o tie y s w e e t tr a ilin g a r b u tu s in th e w oods. Is.»lad Islay had a bunch in th e fro n t • d her ju< ket ns sh e sa u n tered up to -»« * if th ere w e r e any le tte r s for her. A little grou p o f m en and w om en had ¡»titered th ere for th e sa m e purpose. I he worn« tt ey ed I sa ls I and wondere«! l»o»v it w a s th a t her d r e sse s a lw a v s fitted Iter so s ty lish ly ; th e m en looked »dniiringlv at her b ig bln« e y e s und I'n,»' c o n i ph* \ ■ in. T » u o r th ree o tln r m ill g ir ls Joined 1, ’hel; th e y la u g h ed nttd ta lk e d g a v ly e, the a |s* ela eled »»Id p o stm a ste r sorted i he titad. tt last th e u n p aln ted pine p a rtitio n slid hack, the s|»eet»»-les ap|»*nred in t h e a|M-»tuie. nod the post m a ster cried brisk i) • •N a o » s, th en , w h o w a n ts th e ir m all?" Isa tsd stepp ed forw ard A n y th in g for n.e, Mr. IHder?" »he («tied “ Isln v. M iss I, |««t,et Isla y , M iss Isa« l«’l lsl.iv ? read o»it the old Ulan. I liis'e :»w yon \ \ In, next!'* • Isnla'I got nil th • letters!" g ig g led he m ill g irls, a» I sat a* I r»«eelv,»d her v a su tv * . “ Mie m igh t d ivid e W Hll US. Her., nn.-s M iss S eam an N ow for .»me fun.*” t p a llid , p lo e lied , i'i,t y o u n g ta.ly here - »1 x n n eed w ith a sm irl, on her conn* i ,n e e . r e a r i n g a faded s h a w l, who»«* o ld s sc ,n d y «.xirere«! th e flat b ask et T hen .she w ith d rew nmid th e very audible laugh of the m ill girls. • T here a in ’t a tna.il com es in b u t Mias O enny Seam an's here a-watchin* for it,” «aid the p ostm aster, o ra c u ’urly. •‘And she never g e ts a le tte r —not so much as a postal card. I should th in k she’d g e t tired of com ing." "M iss G enevieve S eam an ," said th e carew o rn w om an of th e house w here tk e g irls boarded. “ O, th u t all hap­ pened y e a rs ago! She had a beau o r som ething and he w e n t » w ay —-pobody ju st knew w here. R eckon she d id n ’t know herself. And it so rt of u p set h er brain and she a in ’t fa irly been h erself since. She’s a very good d re ssm a k e r .„,«1 she trim s a b o n n et q u ite serum p- tlously. and so she e a rn s a d e ce n t l.v- mg. Hut sh e’s been e x p ectin g a le tte r these tw e n ty odd y e a rs and it’s never com e.” “ G irls," said Isab el Islay, as th e y s a t n t th e round ta b le th u t evening, laugli- ing and ta lk in g , “ le t’s w rite a le tte r to th a t poor old tilin g fr«»m h er lover in th e e a s t.” “ Was he rtihlly h e r lover, Isa b e l? ” asked Lucy Fulton. “ Well, from th e m an she im agined to he her lover. L et’s m ak e it fe rv e n t aa lire und sv. «set us sugar. L e t’s lay it on th ic k ,” “ in sh o rt, le t’s pla.v a jo k e on Miss G e n tly S euinau," sai.l M ary Crane, w ho wits ruti burning un old straw h a t w ith liiae rib b o n s and a bunch of violets. • .lust ih it," said laabeL “ Hut y«>u d o n ’t know even th e fe l­ low 's nam e, Isabol." “ 1 can find th a t out. Mrs. W ebb know s, ami I can easily coax it o u t of her. It w ill lie such l’un!" It w as m o rn in g —a blue skyed, breezy day, w ith the a ir full of grow ing scents and blue-bird w h istle s—tin«.! soon a fte r th e cum brous old four-horse sta g e had crashed th ro u g h th e villuge th e usual crow d begun to assem ble In the little post olllce. lsubcl Islay was th e re , ami Lucy F elto n and blnek-eyed Mary (.'rune, and p resen tly Miss Genevieve Seam an, trip p in g in w ith th e p ecu liar g ate w hich the irre v e re n t v illage chil­ d ren com pared to a c a t w alk in g upon w a ln u t shells. “ T w o for Miss Is la y ,’* said the old »«exa, su-.‘j^.lnLyng nac£r>tatfc>r yoking slowness^»-»’»Gne for Squire Z urtilihiihle .lenki.is; »»no for W idder Hopper, and one fo r Miss Genevieve— Seam an!" I su I m 'I Unshed a m erry glance nt her com panions ns Hie poor little dress- imiker tip to ed up to the counter, her color » h n n g in g fr»mi saffron to scarlet, her faded blue eyes full of intent rapt ure. " Is it tru e ? A le tte r for me—me! Ami I’ve w aited for it nil these years! A ll these, -y e a r s !'’ She Ind it um ler her shaw l, cast b de­ limit look a ro u n d a t the neighbor»’ faces, and hurriud aw ay like a startled wild a n im a l to ita cover. Mie could n o t o p e n th a t la tte r w ith o th e r eves upon her. She fe lt th a t she must tre a su re it to herself, like one who Iiaa diiHSivert».! a precious jew el. On her way home from the mill th a t evening lanbol lidav stopped a t the little house w here the tin sign: “ Mil­ linery and D ressm aking," swung c re ak in g in th.» wind. The window btm .la w ere fastened hack, the parlor was opened and dusted. Miss Gene­ vieve was m oving to and fro in her best India silk gown, w ith a flow ver pinned fnnt.MticMllv in her hair. A rouu.l red apot glow ed on each ch e e k , h er Ism y finger» trem bled with ex citem en t aa «he luid dow n her »pec- tacles. 1 “Can you pres» over my leghorn hat. Mis» Seaman?** asked the beanty. "<>h, my dear. I’m uiruid not!” aa,(| th e lit lie woman, w ith a hysterical laugh. • H aven't von heard? I —I'm to t>e m arried very mh « i ! C opt Ed- w»r«l Jo »