ALMOST TIME TO GO.
WHAT THE LAW DECIDES.
XMAS IN KLONDIKE.
ONE DAY OF GOOD CHEER DUR
ING A DREARY WINTER.
At BO Degrees Below Zero, and While
the Bitter Winds Were Roaring,
Dawson City Celebrated in a Crude
but Joyous Manner.
HE December days
and nights, accord
ing to one of the
miners who came
back from the Yu
kon diggings with
uie yeur in iue iviuu
dike region, especial
ly at Christmas time.
"If I live to the age
of Methusaleh," he
says, "1 don't be
lieve I shall ever forget Christmas. It
was Dawson City's first. Dawson was
three months and a half old, and had set
tled down to be a permanent town. All
the miners who had made good locations
had by this time housed themselves in
pine-board shanties. A few had built
shanty frames about tents to secure
greater warmth within. All of us who
made any strikes of gold at all had done
so by October, so we were well along with
our gold digging; but we could do less in
December than in any month in the year.
From the latter part of November to early
in January there is only four hours of
practical daylight in any day. Many
days, when the wind blew hardest in
fact, it blows a gale there all the winter
long, and snow and pellets of ice were
blown along candles were kept lighted
all day long. In winter, candles and
lamps were always lighted between 1 and
2 in the afternoon. The mercury ranged
from 20 degrees below zero to 05 degrees
below. So we could not make satisfactory
headway even in the richest of the dig
gings. All through December about half
the miners used to spend days in loafing
about McCarthy's saloon at Dawson. The
other half puttered about their cabins,
dug a little now and then, mended their
fur suits and made shoes from walrus
hide.
"At McCarthy's sometimes 150 or more
men would gather around the roaring fire
and a strange scene it was. Imagine an
assemblage of men in a rough, barn-like
structure, furnished with board lynches,
and illuminated by a dozen flickering can
dles. Some men are dressed in baggy gar-
monts of fur. others in several coarse,
hen t overcoats over heavy woolen
clothes. All have cans of half-cured, shag
s-v. rancid-smelling fur, so that only the
face annears. Every man has ft prodig
lous growth of whiskers, sometimes a foot
long, and hair that reaches below the rim
nf the cons and ies across the snouiuers,
"There were but a dozen calendars in
nil that region and very few men had any
Idea of dates. Borne did not even know
what month it was. One day, as we sat
at McCarthy's, some one suggested that
ri,.;.imi wa snnronchimr and we
thought of observing the occasion. A
week before Christmas we all agreed upon
oil..lrntion. and. crude though It was,
we had a day that none of us will ever
forget. It was more remarkable from the
f.o thnt there were In and about ttie lit
tie hamlet of Dawson City over 1.100
men. No one earned less than $10 a day,
and the larger part bad each risen from
r-rtr tn nn.M-RH ms worth several iiiou
., A.Mnr In a period of three months.
J suppose the combined wealth In actual
m,i in thi. district then was nearly f 1,-
000,000, ami a clear prosiect of Increasing
It to twice or thrice that sum in another
five months. I don't believe that a com
munity richer per capita has existed In
hi. -nrll thnn that was at Dawson City.
Yet we bad a mockery of civilization and
t....ti. .n nf the comforts of life of a lot
uniui; -
nf nanoers.
fPtort one was Informed on Dec. 24
. ., t.nt that next day would be Christ-
mas. Some 300 of us went down to Mc-
n.hv'm tn celebrate the holiuny. lam
.... in st that period at about 1-W p,
m but we had become accustomed to the
2(-hour nights. When It got along to
about 11 X) p. m. we got our watches out
nd waited. At exactly 12 the signal was
t.,. The whistle at Joe I-aduo's saw
mill screeched for a half hour, and over
300 shotguns, rllles and pistols were dis
i. roA In Tollers, singly. In quartets and
In trios, for hours. Every one shook ban.li.
k. An,tH shout the room, and log,
burly miners bugged one another, while
'Merry Christmas' was shouted aeiiin and
gain. It was the first time In the whole
experience of the Klondike that we felt
In aaVllllill ih with the outside world.
-On Christmas morning we brushed up
l.i ami tiuttina on our best rubln-r Ihki
went and ra!l.-d on our Ixtit friends in the
,iln ral.lns and settlements, and re
ceived our friends from the mining cabins
scattered op and down the frozen rreess.
it 1 n m . when the daMness was sci
tling down In the valleys, several hundred
.in..ra met bv ssrwmcnt at llot.artny s.
t. ... t. onlr building In Dawson tint
could comfortably hold a large assemblage
Of peoi1 Mr B'' l,ll"c,, Pogrsm
- -v.,,f. mr the dar and we had earh
chipped In an ounce of dust toward de
..in th excuses. The atwdust bad
been removed from the floor and a s.re
of caudles and Ismps were errsn-i-
the ro.ni. McCarthy Mmscll wore s
-a .i.ut In honor of the occasion. On a
broad board tsbla along on fall of tbe
room much eoa bad btea arranfei for
the Christmas celebrators. For a half
hour after arriving at Mac's we were busy
stamping snow from our rubber boots and
walrus hide shoes, peeling off extra cover
ings and in general hand-shakings and
more 'Merry Christmasings.'
" 'Now, boys, fall right in and tickle
your gizzards over there,' shouted Mac
urbanely to the crowd.
"There wag room for only fifty to eat at
a time, so while one squad was standing
up and eating at the table, the rest were
sitting about on the benches. We told
stories of other Christmas days In other
camps, talked about what the people down
in the States were doing, wondered what
had transpired since we last heard from
there (five months before), wondered who
was dead, how election had gone, and
what the people would say when we go
back with our heaps of gold and stories of
how rich we had struck it,
"At last the last man In the crowd of
Christmas celebrators had been to the
long table and had filled up on baked
beans, fried pork and bacon, codfish balls,
macaroni and coffee. Then Mac read the
program and the entertaiument proceeded,
A dozen men made speeches a few of
them genuinely humorous appropriate to
the occasion. 'America' and 'God Save
me for a coal trust or a sub-treasury of
the United States? Glaring more fierce
ly as account after account was examin
ed, he broke out again: "I'm not a profane
man, Mrs. Grumpy, but npity rip my but
tons, if this don't beat a financial panic.
Five hats! We have one daughter, mad
am, and she's not a two-headed freak!
And eleven dresses! Have you gone
crazy? Do you think of appearing on the
stage at your time of life, or has some
dressmaker hypnotized you? But just
cast your eye over this one. All kinds of
capes, sacks, jackets, circulars, shawls
and ulsters. Are you planning a Polar
expedition, or are you under the delusion
that we are going to camp out this winter?
Now, I do throw up the sponge! Nine
pairs of shoes and hosiery by the gross.
Going to open up an emporium, or did you
yield to the fascinatious of a bargain
counter?
"I'd like to have you take enough Inter
est In our impending bankruptcy to In
voice the balance of these traps and ca
lamitiescandles, toys, collars, cull's, cor
sets, gloves, handkerchiefs, laces, jewelry,
skirts, and what's this? S-h-i-e-l-d-s.
Now, what in the rip-snorting creation
does an antiquated veteran like you want
with shields? Where's the bill for jave
jss"""
the Queen' were sung and resung. The Ung and dynnmte guns? If It's not a
Norwegians and Swedes sang their nn-
tional songs, and the sounds of the first
Christmas celebration In the Klondike
were carried on the wind down among the
icy crags of the lonely, frozen Yukon. It
must have been below 50 degrees below
zero when we pulled our fur caps on and
strapped our heavy garments about us
late that arctic night and went trudging
home through the snow to our cabins
along the creeks." -
A Mean Man.
state secret, I'd like to know whether
you intend to take the field in South Af
rica or Cuba. Woman, have you any ex
planation to offer for this brazen attempt
to ruin me?"
"Only this. You have always sought to
impress upon me that I should adopt your
business methods. You declared that you
were going to make the money fly provid
ed the election went Tour war. and I made
all these orders subject to the same condi
tion."
"Oh. 1 comprehend. Your extravagant
scheme includes a plot to place the eutire
blame upon me. I will not exchange crim
inations or refer to the viper that stings
after it has been warmed in one's breast.
1 simply and absolutely repudiate. You
may work out your own salvation in your
own devious way." Detroit Free Tress.
Booster Did you ever say anything
rude to the cook?
Turkey No. Why?
Rooster He says he s going to cut you
dead when he sees you Christmas Eve.
A BUSINESS STROKE.
Mrs. Ornmpy tn Her Christmas Boy
Ing Adopts Grnmpjr's Methods.
Grumpy always has a financial spasm
when the Christmas returns come in, and
this year his spell was an unusually bad
one.
"Thunder and lightning, woman"' h
began; "look at these bills. Do you take
Christmas In Russia.
The Russian Christmas is ten days later
than the English one, but Is celebrated
very much in English fashion. Families
all meet upon that day and country house
parties are many. The tree is a Christ
mas yew and is beautifully decorated. The
gifts are placed on small tables netr the
tree. The churches are decorated with
greens and so are the houses, but no mis
tletoe Is used. Two or three days are
public holidays at Christmas time, and
the people greet each other with "Happy
feast to you." A huge pyramid ot rice
with raiHins In It. which has been blessed
at the church, is served at the Christmas
dlnnpr. and the meats are goose, duck and
iiiir. A great delicacy at a Rus
sian Christmas dinner is veal wnten nas
been fed entirely upon milk for that spe
cial day.
Tho Bachelor's Stocking.
Hang up the bachelor's stocking,
Ye Imps that fly by nluht;
And dance around It mocking
Its lean and empty plight.
For him no gladness bring ye
The single, selfish soul;
In It no presents fling ye.
They'd oil drop through tbt hole.
Tho New Arrangement.
"1 supHsc you're going to have another
old-fashioned Christmas at your bouse
this year, HoplyT
"Can't possibly arrange It. Hired girl
goes to matinee In the afternoon, reception
in the evening and ft dnnce Inter on."
Hain't they told you una the ruin
That hns come ter Deacon Chase,
An' the big church row that's brewln'
Sense he danced an' fell from grace?
Wnl, on Chris' inns night his darter
Betsey run oil ter the dunce.
An' the Deacon stralchtway nrter
That most wayward gal did prance.
When he reached the Chrls'mas purty
An' seen Betsey on the floor
Dnncln' with Jerome McC'arty,
What an ugly scowl he wore.
Betsey growed a right smart palet
When her pup come Inter sight,
An' big. buxom Harner Shaler
'Lowed she'd try ter et things right.
As he stood nroun' him glancln'
Harner spoke up mighty peart,
"Did you aim ter Jlne the dancln'I
Come along nu' don't be skeert."
Then she grabbed him, an' the fiddle
Kinder drowned the Deacon's squeal
As she snaked him down the middle
In the ol' Virginia reel.
Nnw the gait they went gyratln'
Sent the ol' man's stagnant blood
Thro' his veins a-clrculutln'
Like a rushln', springtime flood;
An' before he hardly knowert It
ne una lined the alnfu fun.
An' the way he heeled an' toed It
Shamed tbe boys of twenty one.
It was wutb a kag o'. elder
Jes ter see him hoe her down,
An' all night that ol' backslider
unwed an scraped an skipped aroun.
Now you've hoerd the tale o' horror,
How from off the hlirhta o' rnr
Ter the depths o' sin an' sorrer,
Uarner yanked ol Deacou Chase.
BEUEF IN SANTA CLAUS.
It Will Give niejaliiga Heaped Up to
Pay You for Your Faith.
W O It L D once
The arrest of ft street car passenger
by a policeman called by tbe eouduetot
Is held, in Little Rock Traction and E
Company vs. Walker (Ark.), 40 L. R. A.
173. to give uo right of action against
the street car company If the conduc
tor's authority extended only to putting
the passenger off the car.
An apartment house constructed foi
residence purposes only Is held In Mc
Murtry vs. Phillips Investment Com
pany (Ky.), 40 L. U. A. 489, to be a per
missible structure under a deed limiting
the use of the property to "residence
purposes."
An assignment of wages for the peri
od of one year by one working under
a contract, whether by the day, the
week or otherwise, Is held valid, Id
Dolan vs. Hughes (R. I.), 40 L. R. A.
735, under a statute allowing the as
signment of future earnings.
An awning which makes a permanent
encroachment on a street Is held, In
Hlbbard, S. B. & Co. vs. Chicago (111.),
40 L. R. A. G21, to constitute a purpres-
ture; and an order of the City Council
permitting It Is held to be only a li
cense, which can be revoked at any
time.
Mere promises to pay a forged note
are held, in Barry vs. KlrUland (Ariz.),
40 L. R. A. 471, insufficient to create a
liability, in the absence of circum
stances to create an estoppel, when the
promises were made after maturity,
without consideration and without full
knowledge of the material facts.
Prosecution under a municipal ordin
ance is held, In ex parte Fagg (Texas),
40 L. R. A. 212, to be only quasl-crim-
lual, whatever the form of the proce
dure, and It Is- held that an ordinance
cannot make It an offense against the
city to do what Is already an offense
against the State under a statute, and
triable only In a court of record, where
the constitution requires all prosecu
tions to be In the name of the State and
by the authority of the State.
Allegations that a child less than 2
years old was capable of rendering and
did render valuable services to the par
ents by doing errands and performing
servles about the house, such as bring
ing fuel and caring for a younger
child, are held, In Southern Railroad
Company vs. Covenla (Ga.) 40 L. R.
A. 253, to be Insufficient to state a cause
of action for the loss of the child's ser
vices, as the court will take Judicial
cognizance of the fact that such a child
Is Incapable of rendering valuable services.
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FJlM JSX- war dot mvth urr m here: r
1 Arr -rlr Ha
CHrma woUoT tome tVnytar
'CPvrr of Ktr-COndiHon.
BuUnWd iti riihruTert
Where hfcYurtfofiP4 if
On tKe oU broke rockin'chair
At'lU'ife behind it? '
i
contained a fath
er and mother
who did not be
lieve In tfnnta
Clans. They were
afraid, too, to let
their children be
lieve l.i the bless
ed old myth, fear
ing that the fan
cy would make
them credulous,
or that It would
t. .. .. . I. .. -nr... . 0
Vjr- teaching them de-
fy celt. Facts which
could be proved
nJ verified these excellent people insisted
upon, and when town and country were
Juicing, Christmas bells ringing, Christ
mas tapers twinkling and Christmas car
ols thrilling, their borne was robbed of
alf Its rightful cheer In their strenuous
determination not to lie Imposed upon by
Santa Clnus or any of his train.
But to turn to our original thought. Did
the parents who would have none of Santa
Clous gain anything by their resolution to
be rigidly true to a tangible and material
order, or, clinging to the husk, did they
lose the fruit which was growing within
for the healing of the national! Many
things not susceptible of proof by the evl-
ence of the physical senses are really
The World's Great Apple Problem.
Probably our great ancestor, Adam,
little thought of the trouble he would
cause posterity by eating an apple. But
now the question as to how many ap
ples ho really did eat Is a new difficulty.
How ninny apples did Adam and Eve
eat? Was It one, or was It millions?
Whom tb'e subject was first mooted the
editor very naturally replied, "Why,
one, of course."
"No," said the assistant ;
editor; "Eve, ate one, and
Then the sub-editor passed
along a slip of paper, on which
wns written, "Eve 81 and
Adam 81, making
But the poet, who Is a man
of Imagination, capped this
with, "Eve 81 nnd Adam 812.
Then the publisher tried his
hand, and his contribution
wns, "Eve 8142 see bow It
tasted, nnd Adam 812, equals.
But his assistant beat tho
publisher, asserting that,
"Eve 8142 seo bow It tasted,
and Adam 8142 keep her
company 10,284."
Tho poet, who dislikes be
ing surpassed as much ns ho
hates barbers, enmo up to tho
scratch again with, "Eve 8142
sec how It tasted, and Adam
81,242 keep her company. , . .
Then the humorist, who
bad beeu listening quietly,
handed In bis contribution,
"Eve 8142 seo bow It tinted,
and Adam 8,124,210-der a
husband was he to see her
eat alone, equnls 8,132,852.
There the mater rests for tho present,
and we are very thankful It docs rest.
Saturday Evening Post.
T came to pass that there were born
unto Ezra and Lucy Whlttlesy, two
boys, William and John, who grew
to youth's estate on tbe old farm In
Oakland County.
John was a home boy. nis happiest
days were those on which he hoed and
weeded. With William It was differ
ent He was like unto neither his
mother nor his father. He was just
William. He read, long Into the night,
by the kerosene lamp In the sitting
room, stories of adventure and of
youths going forth Into the world In
search of fortune and of fame. He
longed for a wider field. He dreamed
of conquests, of plies of gold, of ex
plorations Into unknown countries,
and of experiences In life such as never
entered the mind of plodding John.
The days, the weeks, the months,
rolled on around the spool of time, and,
with each bright breaking sun, more
and more discontented and dissatisfied
did become the restless William. His
days were centuries long. There wn
always shining before his eyes the star
of ambition which he was of a mind
to follow more than once. He detested
the sorry life of the farm, with the
homely environment, the old, old rou
tine, day In, day out, and finally, after
several years of uncomplaining servi
tude, he determined to run away,
He was 18 then, or two years he had
saved every penny, every nickel, every
dime, that had fallen In his way, and
ere long noted that the dollars were
taking care of themselves In a little
company of their own. There were
forty-two of them In the stone Jar on
the shelf at the head of bis bed.
The sun was sinking behind tho
western horizon on the fateful night of
William's departure. There, by the
little window In the store room wbero
he slept with tbe peaceful, sweet-con
tented John, he sat on a cane-seated
'chair beside the bed, his forty-two dol
lars spread out on the quilt before him,
"I will do It!" he exclaimed to him
self In the dim darkness. "I will do
It-"
Ills thoughts were broken In upon
by the cry of a woman down below,
at the foot of tbe stairs,
"William! WllllamI It's time to go for
the milk."
"Ah, me," murmured the boy to him
self, "another night Las come, but It
shall be the last. For many years has
It been my duty to go down the dusty
via uJi w- i -. -.- 0
milk. I cannot see why father does not
maintain a dairy, or at least one cow,
of his own. But, no, 1 must trudge,
trudge on through snow, through suu
shiue and through rain to that old farm
house nearly two miles down the turn
pike for milk.. But this shall be my last
walk "
"William! William! ain't yew ever go
In' fur that milk?"
Again tbe feminine voice from tbe
foot of tbe stairway.
"Yes, mother, I'm comln' now."
The boy dropped all tbe forly-two dol
the sky, the rays of the moon bathing
him In a flood of silver light.
"Good-by! Good-by!"
The words were spoken to the breezes
and were borne to the night birds that
made reply with shriller chirpings.
Then William turned and went back
down the country road. '
"Yes," the station agent at the cross
ing told him, "there will be a train
along for the west In thirty minutes."
William Whlttlesy had dreamed of
Colorado, and 'twas there he meant to
go. An hour later he was rolling on
his way.
And the years came and went.
Not a word was ever received by the
Whittlesys from William. And after
many months they came to regard him
as dead, and no longer hoped that one
day his form might again darken the
kitchen door.
With William all went well. He stay
ed In Chicago just long enough to learn
that there was. nothing for him there.
He pushed his way further west. He
succeeded In his first venture, and five
years had not elapsed before his name
had come to be known throughout the
mining country. Often he thought of
that home back In Michigan, and fre
quently he said to himself, "I will
write;" then something would Inter
fere with the carrying out of his Inten
tion, and no word would be sent back.
Thus the days and weeks and years
sped on until a fifth of a century bad
passed.
William WThlttlesy had accumulated
one hundred thousand dollars In the
twenty years he had lived and tolled in
Colorado, and one day the desire came
to him stronger thnn ever to go back
to the old home and gnze once again
Into the old eyes of father and mother.
So ho returned.
The station at the crossroads was the
same, It seemed to him. It bad not
even been painted in all those twenty
years. Tho agent was a stranger, and
the farmers around the little depot did
not recognize In the man who alighted
from the trnln that morning the Will
iam Whlttlesy who hnd so mysteri
ously disappeared years before.
Alone aud unknown, tho man wended
his way along the country road to the
old house on the bill, lie hnd crossed
89,384
Cure Effected.
. When pooide "get out of the wTong
side of the Iwd" In the morning that Is
to nay, lHgln the dny In a cross fash
ionthe difficulty can generally be
remedied by self-applied moral means.
A story Is told which suggests a cure
for this tendency to get up "wrong side
out," as It Is sometimes called.
A small 1oy who was In the habit of
occasionally revealing the "cross" side
true In thut higher realm where I lie lm- 1 0f u disposition In the morning, wns of his memory
glnotion rules. One of these never dy
ing, never-fuiling things Is Hanla Clnus,
nd year by year the weeks over which
his scepter Is extended are weeks of rare
beauty and a time when good will every
where shines In men rouiitrnnnees and
lnrs Into his trousers pockets, nnd, after
placing the stone jnr buck on Its shelf
at tile head of the bed, slowly sbam-
ll.li.il .'.irti tin) alnlpa
UHU u,r ii ii 111,. ...i. n.
"There's th pall, William," said his
mother, pointing toward the table
drawn up by the kitchen window.
William took It and piiBsed out into
tho deepening darkness.
He wns alone on the road. The stone
walls on either side showed Indistinct
ly yellow gray In the fast gathering
darkness. Now and then Wllllnm
would stoop nnd pick up a stone and
filmr It idlv toward a bush whence
'came the note of a nlghtblrd crying to
Its mate. lie stumbled once or twice
and murmured something under bis
breath each time. As be walked down
that road tho whole eighteen years of
his monotonous existence, called Life,
unrolled themselves before his mind's
eyes. He remembered the old swim
ming hole, the eager bunts for birds'
nests In tbe days agone, tho "stone
bruise" he carried to school with him
all one spring, and the beech whistles
be used to make at recess. And the
'squirrel bunts and the games of youth,
all the different scenes of bis life wero
enacted again for him In the playhouse
And at tho end he said
4H-. Jlll-
" TlIKllK'B Til' PAIL, WILLIAM," SAII
HIS MOTIIKH.
sent back to bis room by his mother,
with orders to take off every article of
his clothing, turn It wrong side out, put
It on again, and then come down-stnlrs.
The tiioi her waited for a time, and the
Is the mainspring of tlidr lives. Children lxy not having appeared, she went up
see and feel this wonderful festival of to see what hnd become of lilin,
love on the earth, but lliey esnnot enter I Mm found hi in standing before the
Into It fully, and so those who were wiser
than we, in good old days fragrant la
memory, christem-d the Christmas season,
when the rule log burns, a ml the holly
gleams, and the world is glad, as the spe
cial gnla time of Hauls Clans. Ileliere
In him all you ran and he will give you
blessings l-enpcd up and running over to
pay you for your faith.-Harper's Hsisr.
A It minder.
"Why, Mr. Guslln. Imw good It Is of you
to rail on Clirlxtins day." said Miss Gas
ket!, extending her hand to the newcomer.
"I wish you the roiiipliiiicnts of-sw
the season. Miss Caskett," replied - the
young man.
"Do you know, Mr. (ioslln, tint I ran
scarcely ever s-e a Christmas tree with
out thinking of you?"
'How kind of you to associate me with
Sir soiim thing so bwlglit Slid Interest
ing. Is that aw-why you think of uis
t such s '.line, iwT
"Well, I don't think that Is It, rxsrtty,
Mr. Oosliii. siipixise I think of you when
I see a Christines tree bees use It Is an
evergreen."
A llemarksbln Nto.
"Do you see this five-dollar bote, Ten-
pot r
"I do, I'lpp, but whit of ItT I
"I rrgsrd thst as the ui"st wonderful
Dve-dollar note ensnl."
"Wlist Is there wonderful slout ItT
"1 bad it left after lu)iiig sll the Christ'
mas prwnts 1 had to get."
Tbe man who feels like a king Christ
mas Kv Is apt t (eel Uk tbe desos awit
Uioruluf.
looking glass, a picture of despair. His
clothes were on wrong side out, and
to himself, "Well, It Is over now, for
tonight I shall go awny. Never ngnln
'will William (nke home tho night's
'milk. This Is my Inst wnlk."
I Ills mind was set, determined. lie
tumbled along the rocky pnth to the
I milk house on Green's farm, and stood
by, silently, while the hired man filled
bis pall, then be trudged lmck over that
country road. Tho moon was rising,
there were scams and ravelling, raw Already a sort, silvery light necked the
edges and thread and rough st. foliage of the woods on the left, and
The Is.y presented a dis ldedly fantas- 'cast shimmering shadows on the slono
tic and "contrary" look. wall.
"Well, mr Ix.y." said hi mother. And Wllllnm dreamed of the wealth
"bow do- you like It?"
of the I ml lest tbnt would one day be his,
"O mother," he gajqMd, "If horrible! of tho fame, the glory and the great,
Can't I put them on right?" Ki "nine that a waited mm, out in
"Yes," she said, "If you'll put your wor1''. ''ond tho ken of llfo on
tetniier right si In out, too, and promise .H'" Whlttlesy farm,
to wenr It that way. But, reiueinlN-r, If Suddenly the Iw.y stopped-o suddm
you forg.4 and put your temper on ,1,nt n ''''" "'"I"
wrong side out. you will hare to put 'M 0V('r ,1,e ,0P 'f ,,,u I"1" flm' '"' '
your cbHhes on the same way." wo "P'nsues, " ". ' ""
(ill MIX iiuiiw iii,
I "I shall not go home. I shall leave
The txy quickly restored hi clothes
to their normal arrangement, and came
down stairs In good temper, lie bad
learned the lesson.
F.ssjr Knough.
Jl.irry- Hay, old man, I'm In a horri
ble fix.
Fred -What' up?
llnrry-1've gone and got engaged to
two girls. How tbe dlckein am I go
ing to g"t out of It?
Pred Ob, that' easy enough. Just
rontrhe to get them together so that
they ran compare note.
It I tbe little that a man wants here
below that's always the hardest to
get.
After woman pase her 7otb blrta
day bt dl!gbtt la telling ber agt.
now!" be cried.
He walked to tbe edge of the road
ind "peered Into the white, lighted
wood. "I must bide tho palL" bo
laid, "but where?"
For a moment be stood In the shadow,
thinking
"I reinenilwr!" he exclaimed, "Tbe
old blasted tree trunk. I will put the
pall there."
lie walked a few rods further up tho
road and then sheered off luto the
wood. By and by he came out Into
the moonlight again. He bad carried
out the plan (bat hnd ingested Itself to
his mind. The milk pall bad been
blnced In the old tree trunk.
For a moment be hesitated. lie too
the lane below the woods when he rec
ollected that pall of milk that ho hnd
hidden In the hollow log twenty years
before.
I wonder If tho pnll can bo there
yet," he said to himself, nnd smiled at
tho thought. "I'll see.' '
He remembered the spot ns distinctly
ns though be hnd but left the day be
fore. He went to tho blasted trunk,
kicked away tho stones aud moss aud
twigs and looked down. Yes, It was
there; but In It nothing. lie lifted out
the old tin pnll, Us sides all full of
holes eaten by time and rust, and con
tinued on up the road.
"I shall knock nt the kitchen door,"
ho said to himself; "nnd when mother
answers I ahull sny: 'Here Is the milk. "
And Wllllnm Whlttlesy laughed aloud.
TlitTliouso appeared unchanged. To
bo sure there were honeysuckles grow
ing up the back porch that bad not been
there went he went away, but twenty
years Is sulllclent time for hoiieysueklea
to live and die.
Wllllnm Whlttlesy ascended the steps
quietly nnd knocked nt the door. It
was opened by a kind-eyed old lady.
Wllllnm thrust forward the rusty, but
tered pnll and said, "Mother, here's tho
milk." The woman looked at him with
wonder lu ber eyes. "Won't won't
you come In?" she snld.
William entered the room. It wns tho
siune old kitchen be hnd known when
but a boy. And there by the fireplace
snt a mail, feeble, and wrinkled mm
grny. "Father, I bnve come back," cried
William Whlttlesy. The old iiiuu turned
In his cliiilr and gazed at the stranger,
unknowing.
"Don't you sec who I am?" cried the
long lost. "I am William. I bnve come
back. I went away twenty years
A peculiar light came Into tho eyes
of the woman, who, during the strung
er' appeal to the old mail by the fire
place, bud stood still, at the end of tho
tublu with one band on her hip.
"I I -I understand now," she suld.
William looked bis llumks In his eyes.
He wns about to close bis arms aliout
the old ludy'a face when she waved
him buck. "I understand," she went
on. "Arter you went away your mother
died, and In Mm-ouI a year your pa mnr
rled me. Then when he died I mar
ried George there, an' we've been llvln'
on th' ol' place ever senee. Ho yew
see we ain't your folk nrter all, though
likely ex not yew mny have some legal
connection with us "
Wllllnm put hi hnud to bis brow and
reeled. 1 lu staggered to the door-sol.
bing, with hi bead bowed iiimhi hi
breast, bo walked slowly down the old
country rond. And Unit night be went
buck to the West.-Detrolt Free Tress.
Even dumb clock can uiuke lt U
off bis cap aud stood barthctded uuder , underdo! wltti Ita bunds.