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: HELEN LAKEMAN; OH, Tho Story of a Young Girl's Strug gle With Adversity. i BY JOnN R. MXfSIOK. Axrrnon of "Tim Haskeu op Hedi-oiid," "WAI.TKIl IlROWNFIELD," ETC. Copyright, isst; byA.X. Ktllogg Xeicipaper Co. Tint flun- Were frond nnnllrrli tlliirn Jtor angels to come to mo in my sleep, sister; no angels will over come to me in my sleep here, the peoplo are too bad." You must not talk too much, little brother; you are not well, for you took cold in the rain yesterday." "Yes, but don't mind me, sister, don't mind me," said the patient boy. At this moment Helen heard the rough voice of Mr. Arnold in the hall. "Hallie, if you are going with me to town to-day, I want you to hurry up," he said. "I will bo ready soon, father." "What makes you so long ?" "I can't find ono of my bracelets." "Is your bracelet gone, Hallie ?" The last, voice was that of her mother, who was just entering from the hull. "Yes," cried the vexed Hallie. "Where is it?" "I don't know ; I laid it here last night." "Where ?" "Right here on my dressing case." "Yes, that's so, father," said Mrs. Arnold to Mr. Arnold, who stood at the door, whip in hand, ready to go. "There was a frown on his florid, ieckled face, and the red or roan col ored heard on his chin stuck out straight. It was a common remark that Judge Arnold carried his chin as high in the air as his wife did her nose. "That bracelet was gold," said Mrs. Arnold, mysteriously, her naturally large, white eyes expanding to an unus ual size; "It was gold and worth a heap. Now, gold bracelets don't walk off of their own accord." "I'm a goin' to search every thing about this house," said Hallie. "I would," acquiesced the mother. "I am goin' to search that girl's things, too." "Yes, I would," said Mrs. Arnold, sitting in her chair and bobbing her bead approvingly. "If you can't find it anywhere else search her, but search every place first; I am not going to have a thief about my house," said the firm father at the front door of the house, snapping his whip at some vines. "Well, it's nowhere here," said Hal lie, her red face assuming a look of vexation. "Now I'm going to the "kitchen and look in that girl's carpet bag." "Oh, no," said the. mother, a faint smile on her face. "It will make Helen mad." "I don't care, I am goin' to have my bracelet," and, her mother close after her, she boiled in the kitchen, "llel en," she said, "I'm goin' to look among your things. "What for?" the astonished girl asked. "My gold bracelet, worth twenty dollars, is gone." "Well, Miss Arnold, T have not got it," cried Helen, her eyes Hashing. "I will see for myself," and she seized the old carpet bag which sat where Helen had placed it that morn ing. Tearing it open, she pulled out the clothing of Helen and her brother, much to the indignation of the "hired girl." Hallio's mother stood in the aoonvay entreating her daughter to desist. "No, I won't," and she jerked out a small bundle of handkerchiefs which unrolled, and something bright and heavy fell upon the floor. was a gold bracelet. Hallie sei.eil it in triumph, but Helen was dumb with astonish ment. A cry from mother and daugh ter brought Mr. Arnold to the kitchen. llhl.f.;i AOCL'SKU. "Sho sho is the thief," cried Hallie, holding up tho bracelot and pointing to Helen. A mist came before Helen's eves, her licau swain the floor. and slie sank insensible to CHAPTHIt X. THE AllllKST. Tho tableaux was a striking one. Mr3. Arnold hold up both hands in hor ror; Hallie stood triumphant with her bracelet in one hand, and the finger of corn pointed at Helen, who sank be fore her awful accusation. Mr. Arnold alone, of all, was calm and unmoved. Ho know his duty as a good citizen in such cases, and allowed no foolish emotions to come between himself and that duty. Little Amos, who hnd only partially realized what had happened, and yet Tcnow it wis something terrible, burst into tears. Mr. Arnold, with features as imperturbable us stone, walked to ward tho boy and, laying a hand so heavy upon his shoulders as to almost tend tho little body double, said: "See here, sir, wo want none of that noise, do you understand mo now ? you just hush that up." "Oh, sister sister is dead," 6obbcd tho child. "No. sho Is not. She will recover soon enough ; now you must keep quiet." Turning to his wife, who stood in a stupefied manner at the door, her face turned upward, lie added : "You hud better look now and see what else is gone. Wo don't know but half the silverware is stolen." "Oh, sister, sister!" cried the little boy, sobbing and holding his out stretched hands toward the insensible Helen. "Had I not better do something to restore her?" asked Mrs. Arnold, who was really agitated. "No, she will recover soon enough all that is put on." "Let me sprinkle a little water in her face ?" "Hunt your silver spoons." cried Mr. Arnold, "and let her alone! I'll war rant she'll recover all right." The suggestion to sprinkle some water in her face seemed to strike the boy favorably, and lie began to strug gle from the chair in which he was sit ting. Either the excitement or partial paralysis of his limbs caused him to fall from the chair to the floor. "Oh my back ! I have hurt my back," cried tho little cripple. No one seemed to care if he had, though the child cried out with the most intense agony. Mrs. Arnold was rumaging through her silverware as though she was not certain it was all there, and little Amos struggled to his feet, and by holding to chairs reached a pitcher containing some water, and dashed the contents in his sister's face. "Sister! sister!" he cried, most pit ifully, "come to yourself again, won't you? I am sure Helen is dead." I II r Efrtl "SISTKIt! SISTKIt!" II K CKIKU, .MOST l'lTIKl'I.I.V. All the iron in Mr. Arnold's nature could not keep little Amos from shed ding tears over his sister. Helen began to revive. She started up in a dazed sort of a way, unnoticed and uncared for by any one save her crippled brother. She made an effort to rise to her feet, and, finding her head dizzy, sank down in a chair and placing her arm around the back, laid her head upon it and sobbed violently. "Sister, sister!" cried little Amos, who was now unconscious of the pain Iiis back gave him, "do look up! are you better?" "She'll be better soon," said the deep rasping voice of Mr. Arnold, while his chin seemed a deguee higher in the air, and his" mouth was close as a steel trap, Helen heard the bitter taunt, and all her noble soul aroused, she cried : "Judge Arnold, I never put that bracelet in my carpcl-lmg. 1 never stole it, I am innocent, and you know it." "Oh yes," and the chin and short roan whiskers rose higher, "I have seen many as equally innocent; I never heard one plead guilty on the lir.it accusation." "Some of your own family put that jewel in my carpet bag to ruin me, sobbed Helen. "O dear," cried Hallie, with tri umphant irony. "That's an old dodge," said the man in the doorwiry. "A thief is always imagining that somebody's trving to ruin his character. Now, that bracelet is worth twenty dollars; you will have to explain how the stolen property got into your possession, or you may get into trouble." "Judge Arnold," said Helen, rising and bringing all the energy which she felt in her ease required at her com mand, "I swear, so help mo Heaven! that I never touched that bracelet since my mother owned it. It was put in my carpet bag by other hands than mine." "Helen Lakeman," said Mrs. Arnold, confronting the beautiful girl, with her head high in the air, "it is bad enough for you to steal a bracelet without add ing perjury to your crime." Helen was shocked. She realized how hopeless Mas her condition. She hail been completely trappou. Every thing' was against her, and yet she was innocent. It was no use to accuse these people, whoso standing in society was higher than her own, of putting tho bracelet in her carpet bag to ruin her. No one would believe her. Helen, with a firmness born of despair, sat down in her chair ngain. All tho emotion attendant upon the first shock being gone, sho was calm. Her calmness could bo called either con scious innocence, or tho brazen indif ference of a guilty soul. "Do your worst," she said, "I nm in your power." "What do you think wo would want to ruin your character for?" sneered Hallie, rubbing her bracelet to got oft tho stain of the "thief's lingers," "do you suppose we find you in our way P" Helen was silent. It was useless to exchungo words with these people. "I don't think a young girl of sixteen whp comes in after dark through the rain with n peddler can have much character to botist of," said Mrs. Arnold, her head turned upward and sidoways, so that sho might get a view of the culprit's face from beneath her glasses. "That's what you get by takin' such trash in your house," said tho stern man at tho door, his chin coming up again. "Vt e can go now ir you wish to get J rid of us," said Helen. "Oh. no, don't trouble yourself. We don't want to get rid of you just yet, so you need not hurry yourself." "Do you mean, Judge Arnold, that I am to be arrested for this?" Helen asked, calmly. "I am inclined to the opinion you will," the Judge answered. Why the fanner was called Judge, Helen did not know. Title- are cheap, and the num ber of colonel', judges, and generals we have in our country is astonishing, and the lit increases every day "Then, .sir," said Helen. "I will wait here. 1 am innocent, and know that God in His goodness will, in some way, see that I ant indicated." "You had better depend upon Him, for He is the only one who can do you any good," f-aid the iron man, with an irreverent wit, which he enjoyed. Helen again relapsed into silence, and her little brother, groaning with pain, drew a chair up by her side, climbed into it and lay down with bin head in her lap. She folded her arms about him, feeling that it was the last time in life she would ever be permit ted to take him to her heart. Mrs. Arnold, having satisfied herself that nothing else was gone, was called out bv her husband and the door closed and locked. The hired man was left as a guard, and Mr. Arnold got into his carriage and drove away to Newton alone. Helen sat there with the little hot head in her lap. Great tears arose in her eye.-., and .she tried to pray, but could not ; God would surely not desert her. She had read of so many persons punished for crimes they had never committed that she feared she must suffer for this. Helen was not one of those romantic girls who wished to be a heroine or a martyr. She was content to live humbly, to have no mis sion save that of helping her crippled brother. The child closed his feverish eyes and slept. "Sleep on, little brother," said Helen, softly, "Heaven only knows where your little head will rest to-night." She did not weep now, her great calamity had dried up the fountain of her grief. Hut silent, cold and deter mined, she s:it there, trying to bring herself to face the inevitable. "If they will only let me take iny lit tle brother with me, I shall not mur mur," she said to herself. Then she thought of the tempest of the day before. How much better it would have been if both herself and brother had been killed by the light ning than lived to see this day. What evil had brought her to this house. A natural chain of reflections brought Pete, the peddler, to her memory. Where was Pete now. Doubtless many miles on bis way with his heavy pack, trudging along the road. Pete had promised to befriend her would ho do it? Most of all, sho thought of Warren. Would he sneer at his avowed lovu for her when he heard of her disgrace. Somehow the bitterest pang she felt was that Warren would hear of her fall. The future was dark black. Sho knew whither Mr. Arnold had gone. He would return in three or four hours with the sheriff and a warrant for her self. Little Amos slept on, his last sleep in his sister's arms. Helen could not disturb him, and when his hacking cough seemed likely to urouno him, sho gently rocked him in her arms. "Poor little fellow, .sleep while you can, sleep while you can," she said, sadly. At last, after a tune that seemed short to Helen, she heard the roekaway of Mr. Arnold drive up lo tho front gate, and, looking out. at tho window, saw that gentleman and a large, dark-whiskered man get out. The dark-whiskered man was the sheriff, Mr. Joe Helcher. "Come right in," said Mr. Arnold, who seemed to have a disagreeable matter in hand, which he wished to dis pose of at once. inline iviiios siirreu uneasily, as though ho was receiving a warning in his sleep of what was to come. Helen awoke him gently. "Vtnkoup, little brother, they have come. "Who?" asked the foverish boy; "I don't want nobody to come." Hut the heavy tread of feet in tho hall awed tho little fellow to silence again. The key was turned, tho door opened and Mr. Arnold conducted tho sherifl into tho kitchen and, pointing to Helen, said : "There's the thief." The sherifl' then drew a chair up to her side anil, drawing a legal looking document from the breast pocket of his coat, began to read : State of and County of . One, James Arnold, makes oath and says, etc., etc., that one, Helen Lake man, late of said county, did, on tho fifteenth day of June, 18, at said county, then and there being, ono gold bracelet of tho goods and chattels of Miss Hallio Arnold, then and thoro being, of tho valuo of twenty dollars, did then and thero, with force and arms, knowingly, willfully and feloni ously steal, tako and carry away, against the dignity of the State. Thcso are to command you, etc., etc." CHAITKK XL THE SKl'AllATIO.f. Helen sat like ono stupefied while- tho warrant was read. Tho voice of tho sherifl" quivered, for his honest henrt told him tho girl was not guilty, and then, when ho looked at tho wretched child on her lap and from tlw faces of each road their Buffering, ho men tally exclaimed : "I swear tho girl can't be blamed if sho did steal it." Littlo Amos looked Inquiringly Into his sister's pnlo, stouo-llko face at tho conclusion of the rending pf tho war-aoxiuivxb. A PREHISTORIC CITY. CiiiOimnn' l)lrovcry of n llurlnl Toltro Town In Arlznnn. Frank C'ushman, of Zuni fame, has lon at work in Salt lllver Valley in Arizona, about eighty miles northwest of Tucson, making explorations, and has succeeded in unearthing the ruins of a prehistoric city. A fortified tem ple was discovered, which no doubt was originally several stories high, and tho foundation was found to be imbedded ileep in the earth. The ruins showed that the building had been built of sun dried clay. Tho walls above the found ation were not intact, but the ground plan could bo traced in every detail. The architectural work displayed con siderable skill. There was a number of underground vaults found, and when these woro examined, skeletons were discovered in them. From tho remains unearthed it was evident that the building had been used as a sacred temple. The city extended in various directions. Over two hundred burial vaults have been exhumed. Pottery was taken out in large quantities, as well as stono axes, mortars, stone pestles, and bono noedlcs. Those, articles, according to tho description of the citv, are well formed, and indi- I eate that the inhabitants were of moro intelligence than some of tho prehis toric races. Remains of wheat, barley and other grains woro found in a charred condition. Evidences of thero having been a canal running through the city were numerous, and that tho whole valloy was under cultivation. Mr. Ciishman is of the opinion that tho city must havo had a population of at least 25,000 people, and that tho prin cipal pursuits was the cultivation of the soil. It is thought that tho people of this buried city suffered from somo great calamity, such as that which be fell Pompeii. Tho calamity was an earthquake, no doubt, and thousands were crushed beneath tho falling walls. Those who escaped inovod south, and it was their descendants whom tho Spaniards found in Mexico. Demor tst's Monthly. THE FARMER'S WIFE. Some 1'ortlnrnt Comment nnil Confmilonn by Ono of Them. I paid a visit to a neighboring farm er's wifo yesterday, and have been haunted over since by tho rcmombrntioo of her tired, caro-worn face. This woman has seven children, and sho not only does tho sewing for all, but sho is frequently y tho lit help, and has nil the work to do, except tho washing. Is it any wonder sho looks palo, and that tho children arc nogloctodP Her husband is what wo call a woll-to-do man; owns his farm of sovoral hundred acres of good land; has a sub stantial house, and makes good crops. I'o savo a littlo ho boards his hands. And this is what I want to say: Why should a farmer board his hands, if ho is unable, and, alas, often unwilling, to get help sufficient to keep tho wifo and mother from being overburdened? Ho will tell you it savos money. Ah, Mr. Farmer, and so it would savo inonoy if you would discharge your chore-boy and do all the milking yourself, but how would you like it? Every fanner receives a gront doal at tho hands of his wife. Ho owes as much to her thrift and good man ago nient as ho does to his own. What other woman stays at homo and de votes herself so entirely to her hus band's interests' its tho farmer's wife? While the wives of (her mechanic, tho "butcher, tho baker and tho candlestick makor" aro out enjoying themselves in tho afternoon, tho farmer's wifo is homo at work. Tho milk must bo skimmed, tho poultry fed and supper cooked for a lot of hungry men. Hut look to yourselves, f armors' wives! Assort your rights. Koniombor if yu uro mothers, your highost duty is to your children. You must have timo for them. Don't do all that you think you ought' to do, but just what you aro able to do, leaving a littlo time for recreation. Thero nro somo farmers' wives whoso lines nro cast in pleasant places. Jhoso havo married thought ful, unselfish men (thoro aro somo) who look well to tho comfort of their household, and hnvo things convenient and kopt in order. Cor. Country Qcti' tleman. Sugar Made in Kansas, Tho experiments in sugar manufac ture and sugar-cano growing in Kan sas tho past year aro considered quito satisfaetoiy.Tho experimental station at Fort Scott used up 8,810 tons of cano grown on 1.10 acres of laud, and pro duced 230,72(1 pounds of sugar and fil, 000 gallons of syrup, and cleared a not profit of $13,299; S 1,710 of which went to tho cano-growers as a State bounty of two conts a pound on tho sugar ex tracted. Tho 'armors obtained for thoir cane 82 a ton dolivorod at the mill, and raised an nvorago crop of 8J tons to tho aero, which proved a hotter investment than either corn or wheat. It is possible, porhaps, to also improve tho quality of tho sorghum cauo. Hut tho capo is bulky and can not bo haul ed much over threo miles at a profit. It is proposed to establish sirup milli in tho cane-growing districts, but these will cost from one-half to two-thirds as much as tho coutral works. Spring field JtejiuUicun. Georgo IV. Host! re, known as tho "cowboy ovangelist," is said by an Arkansas nowspapor to bo worth $700, 000, which yields him an income of (160 a day. His fortuno was mado in cattlo and by lucky Investments in real estate. Hols just forty years old, and In his youth was reputed to ho one of tho most lawless of tho desperadoes of tho rial us. a CAUSES OF BALDNESS. A rromlnrnt I'hynlrlnn Clint riciMfintly About Iliilil llrmloil ."Urn. j "Doctor, what is your opinion of tho ' theory that tho 'coming man' (of tho j twenty-fifth century for instance) will bo entirely bald?" nsked a reporter of a physician whoso nnmo is famous in two continents. I It fa ahonr nnnanitaiv 'Flint. bflliL ' ' ness is moro prevalent than it was a generation or two ago is doubtless true, but tho fact is owing to neglect of, and disregard for, natural laws that can not bo ovaded with impunity with regard to tho hair any moro than when the stomach or tho liver aro con cerned. Men who tako plenty of exer cise, livo regularly and wear proper ! covering on their heads will not bo I troubled with baldness to any greater father and , extent than woro their grandfathers." "What do you reganl as tho chief cnuso of tho prevalence of bald-headed men?" "Experience and observation havo led mo to tho firm belief that in a ma jority of cases baldness is duo to the stylo of hats that have boon in voguo for n generation or more. Nino mon out of ten in professional eirclos wear either the high silk hat or the hard folt hat commonly known as tho Derby, Tho hair bulbs of the scalp aro nour ished by tho blood which is supplied by arteries on tho front, back sml rear of the head. Theso arteries divide into branches as thoy extend toward the top of tho head, so that nourishment ii carried to all parts of tho scalp. "Now, if you shut oft' to any great extent tho supply of blood which those conduits aro meant to carry to all por tions of the scalp for tho nourishment of the scalp, tho inevitable result will be ) the destruction of the hair follicles and i bulbs, and tho consequent loss of the hair from lack of something to feed upon. This is just the effect produced by the hats to which I havo roferred, or by any other form of head covering which constricts tho arteries and voiiu , ,i i, i. li ny wnicu mo uioou is coiuiucieu to ami returned irom mo scaip. huh sueir compression js almost inovitnblo li ! plain. They Ho upon the hard surface of tho skull, protected only by a thin tissuo. and when a close-fitting, un yielding and heavy hat is placed upon the hoad it acts like a tourniquet, nut in a groat measure retards tho natural action of the blood, which is so neces sary to tho healthfulncssof any portion of tho system. "That this is tho groat causo of the common form of baldness is also shown by the fact that mechanics, laborers and tho like, who ordinarily weal loose-fitting, wcll-vontilated headgoar, ore not moro prono to baldness than their predecessors of half a conturj ago." N. Y. Mail and Express. GREAT COMMANDERS. According to (icnnrnl Shormnn Thoy Art .Mil (If, Not Horn. 1 will quote here an expression of r personal friend who was a good soldiei of the civil war, now a Senator in Con gress, contained In uu address whict ho rccontly delivered to tho graduating class of a college in Michigan: Of course knowledge) Is power, wo nil know Mint; but mere linowloils'o is not jiowor, ft Ii simply possibility. Action Is powur, nnrl IU hlghuBt niunlfuHtutlon Is uctlouwltli knowlcilgu How truo this is, is felt by every sol dier who has been in battle. "Tis nol the in-ii who knows most, but tho on who docs best, that wins. Grant, and Meade, and Sheridan nt tho closo ol tho war could havo been taught nianj lessons by our learned professors, bul none of theso could havo guided the forces to victory as Grant did at Chat tanooga, defended his position as Meade did at Gettysburg, or hurlediii masses as Sheridan did at Winchester. Action guided by knowledge is whal is demanded of tho modfirn Gen eral. Ho must know as much ol tho school of tho soldier as any man in tho ranks; ho must know what men can do, and what, they can not do; ho must foroseo and fororeach to uro- vide in advanco tho food, clothing, ammunition and supplies of every na ture and kind necessary for tho main tenance of his command; and, more over, ho must gain tho coufideiico and nflbctiotis of all tho men committed to his charge. Above all, ho must act ac cording to tho best knowledge and in formation ho can obtain, preferably coupled with exporioneo ncquired long in advance. If wo deninnd of the en gineer of a locomotive composed ol bits of Iron, bo'h knowledge and expe rience, how much moro should wo de maud these qualities of tho commander of nn nrmy, composed of living men, of flush and blood, with immortal souls! Thoro may bo such men as born Generals, but I havo never encountered them, and doubt tho wisdom of trusting to thoir turning up in nn emergency. General Sherman, in Century. -Thoro is somo reason for tho ad miration generally felt for bluo oyos. A connoisseur in eyes states nino tenths of tho railroad mon nnd others who aro selected for their keenness nnd correctness of vision havo bluo oyos. Drown oyos aro beautiful. Gray eyes usually denotes intelligence, and hazel eyes bespeak a talent for music. Tho commonest color of eves is gray. and tho rarest violet. Dress. A Denver paper, Field and Farm, predicts that in two years moro tho al falfa (lucern) crop of Colorado will ex ceed In valuo the mineral output. The product this season has boon estimated at ffi.000,000, or "half as much as tho corn yield of Nebraska or Kansas." If you would bo pungont, bo brief: for it is with words as with sunboanis, tho more thoy are condensed tho doopcx moy uuriL souiney. SOAP "VERSUS LAW. I Conttuhlo Kncniinier A Woman Who t Not in Green a Sho Sromn. A Missouri constable rodo out to a farm near St. Joo armed with a sub pena for a woman who was wanted as i witness in a ease in court. Ho found her in tho back yard busily engaged in stirring a boiling, bUDumig nuisH Ho stated his I iii ii iiu-iu uruss Kcuio. business and sho said: in a largo brass kettlo. "I can't go to-day." "Hut you must." "WhaVs the hurry?" "Why, court's In session and tho ;aso is now on trial. They want you ay noon." "Well, I aint going. You think I'm loing ofl" and leavo this hull kittle o' i.ift soap to spllo. just to plcaso your )ld court? No, since!" "Whv. my dear madnm, you must. lon really don't seem to understand " "I understand that l'vo got a bg kittle o' splendid soap grease on to bile, and it'll make thin, sticky snap if .t aint finished to-day. You go back: mil tell tho jodgo so." "You'll bo fined for" "Pooh! I'd like to see tho Missonry fury that'd lino a woman for not lear her soap-bilin' when It was nt a i iritical p'int, as ono might say. Tell Hie jodgo I'll lon't butcher come to-morrow. if W8 our pcegs then; como somo day an' if next 'o uo. 1 11 feck. " "Hut I toll you that won't do. Yo must com now. " "Lookec. young man, you think I'm v fool? I reckon you never made any map, did von? If you had, you'd know that" "What docs tho jedgo caro about four soap?" "Well, what do Y caro 'bout tho cage, ii it comes to tn.itr J.uw s law uu soap's soap. Let tho jedgo 'tend x ins law, an I'll 'tonil to my soap. The good book says there's a timo for very tiling, an' this is my timo for a bar'l o' saft soap." oil, madam, if you want to be Jnod for con'onipt of Qourt, nil right. You will bo llnod suro as-" "Hah! I know nil 'bout tho law, an' here aint any thing in It, nor in tho Constitution of the United States, nor n tho Declaration of Independence, lor in nothin' else, that says a woman's jot to leavo a kittlo o' half-cooked toap, and go oft' to court when sho ii ii 1 n mind to. I guess I know a littlo aw myself." Till-Bits. HE DIDN'T LAUGH. .Tow n Detroit llnmiinltiirliin Will CraRhed by it llumiin Unite. Scores of others havo tried that same ihing this winter nnd failed. If you .ro trotting along with your hands up o your ears, nnd you attempt to turn in icy cornor, tho equilibrium is do itroyed and you might ns well sit down, lo sat down. A dozen or moro pedes rians laughed henrtiry. Ho looked in lignant, of course, and ho wont off .vi th an injured expression of counte lunee. One of those who had witnessed lis discomfiture followed and overtook lim, nnd said: "Hog pardon, but you fell down back :horo. All tho crowd but mo laughed, didn't. I novordo." Tho victim looked nt tho man in a sold, plummy sort of way for a few icconds and thou went on. Ho had lot gone a hundred foot when ho ,vas again overtaken, and tho muu laid: "You may think I did. but I didn't somo of 'oin yelled out: 'Ha! ha! lin!' md somo tittored: To-ho-hol' but I ,vas solemn. I always am." "You go on," exclaimed tho fallem nam in high dudgeon. . "Hut you fell down." ' "And what of it!" "Hut 1 didn't laugh. I nevor do. I lon't want you to lay up any thing igainst mo." Tho other walked on again, but ho wis onco moro overtaken and appealed o: "Yon won't lny it up against me, villyou? Whon you wont down somo f tho crowd laughed until thoy al nost wont double, but I novor smiled, ovor do. Ono f oiler " The fallen man turned on him, boIk d him by the throat and rushed hint igainst tho wall, and only lot go when lo was black in tho face. Then he ubbod his fist against tho poor fellow's loso. gavo him a punch in tho ribs, mil walked oil' with threats of what h vould do if followed further. Ho waa lot followed. Tho crushed and cowed lumnultarim gurgled and gaspod and ;nt his breath, repaired his nook-tis md collar, and sot oil in tho opposite liroction with the remark: "I didn't do It. 1 novor, novor do!" Detroit Free Press. What May Be Expoctod. ' Visitor (to jailer) Goodnoss! caa Hi It prisoner bo Jenkins, my old friend' ion? Jailer Jenkins is his name. Visitor Why, how did ho got horeP Ho was the mildest mannered youth of Jiy acquaintance two yoars back. Jailor Ho couldn't stand it say longer and killed tho fool who invent that political A siulnity AN d us A nlty G olng A It ound A mong M any of tho nowspapors. Bui ho will soon bo pardoned through th efforts of n gratoful community. Philadelphia Herald. All tho doors that loail Inward t tho secret pluro of tho Most High nra doors outward out of self, out of imallnoss, out of wrong. George M iotia d.