: 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.