Heppner gazette., October 17, 1907, Image 2

HKENSIBE
BY
MRS. MARY J. HOLMES
Asthor at "Dora D.-nne." "The Enflldh Orphans." " Homestead on the Hllltlde." "Lena Rivers,"
"McaJowbrook," " I em pes! and Snnshine," "Cousin Maude," etc
CI I A PTE II II.
Madge her schoolmates called her, be
cause the name suited her, they said;
but Maddy they called her at home, and
there was a world of unutterable tender
ness in the voices of the old couple, her
grandparents, when they said that name,
while their dim eyes lighted up with
pride and joy when they rested upon the
young girl who answered to the name of
Muddy. Their only daughter's only child,
she had lived with diem since her moth
er's death, for her father was a sea cap
tain, who never returned from his last
voyage to China, made two months before
she was born. Very lonely and desolate
would the home of Grandfather Mark
ham have been without the presence of
Madeline, but with her there, the old
red farm house seemed to the aged couple
like a paradise.
Forty years they had lived there, till
ing the rather barren soil of the rocky
homestead, and, saving the sad night
when they heard that Hichard Clyde was
lost at sea, and the far sadder morning
when their daughter died, bitter sorrow
had not come to them ; and, truly thank
ful for the blessings so long vouchsafed
them, they had retired each night in peace
with God and man, and risen each morn
ing to pray. But a change was coming
over them. In an evil hour Grandpa
Markham had signed a note for a neigh
bor and friend, who failed to pay, and
bo it fell on Mr. Markham, who, to meet
the demand, mortgaged his homestead ;
the recreant neighbor still insisting that
long before the mortgage should be due,
he certainly would be able himself to
meet it. This, however, he had not done,
and, after twice begging off a foreclos
ure, poor old Grandfather Markham found
himself at the mercy of a grasping, re
morseless man, into whose hands the
mortgage hnd passed. It was vain to
hope that Silas Slocum would wait. The
money must either be forthcoming, or the
red farm house be sold, with its few
acres of land. Among his neighbors there
was not one who had the money to spare,
even if he had been willing to do so.
And so he must look among strangers.
"If I could only help," Madeline had
said one evening when they sat talking
over their troubles ; "but there's nothing I
can do, unless I apply for our school
this summer. Mr. Green is committee
man ; he likes us, and I don't believe but
what he'll let me have It. I mean to go
and see;" and, ere the old people had
recovered from their astonishment, Made
' line had caught her bonnet and shawl,
and was flying down the road.
Madeline was a favorite with all, es
pecially with Mr. Green, and as the
school would be small that summer, the
.plan struck him favorably. Her age,
however, was an objection, and he must
take time to see what others thought of a
child like her becoming school mistress.
Others thought well of it, and so before
thr close of the next day it was gener
ally known through Ilonedale that pretty
little Madge Clyde had been engaged as
teacher, she receiving three dollars a
week, with the understanding that she
must board herself. It did not take
Madeline long to calculate that twelve
times three were thirty-six, more than a
tenth of what her grandfather must bor
row. It seemed like a little fortune, and
blithe as a singing bird she flitted about
the house, now stopping a moment to fon
dle her pet kitten, while she whispered
the good news in its very appreciative
ear, and then stroking her grandfather's
silvery hair, as she said :
"You can tell them that you are sure
of paying thirty-six dollars in the fall,
and if I do well, maybe they'll hire me
longer. I mean to try my very best. I
wonder if ever anybody before me taught
a school when they were only fourteen
and a half. Do I look as young as that?
If my hair were not short I should do
better. What a pity I cut it the last
time ; it would have been so long and
splendid now."
"Never mind the hair, Maddy," the old
man said, gazing fondly at her with a
half sigh as he remembered another brown
head, pillowed now beneath the graveyard
turf. "Maybe you won't pass muster,
and then the hair will make no differ
ence. There's a new committeeman, that
Dr. Holbrook from Boston, and new ones
are apt to be mighty strict."
Instantly Maddy s face flushed all over
with nervous dread, as she thought:
"What if I should fail?" fancying that
to do so would be an eternal disgrace. But
she should not. She was called by ev
erybody the very best scholar in school,
the one whom the teachers always put
forward when desirous of showing off,
the one whom Mr. Tiverton and Squire
Lamb and Lawyer Whittemore always
noticed so much. Of course she should
not fail, though she did dread Dr. IIol
brook, wondering much what he would
ask her first, and hoping it would be some
thing in arithmetic, provided he did not
stumble upon decimals, where she was
apt to get bewildered. She had no fears
of grammar. She could pick out the
most obaure sentence and dissect a dou
ble relative with perfect ease; then, as
to geography, she could repeat whole
pages of that, while in the spelling book,
the foundation of a thorough education,
as she had been taught, she had no su
periors and but a very few equals. Still
she would be very glad when it was over,
and she appointed Monday, both because
it was close at hand, and because that
was the day her grandfather had set in
which to ride to Aikenside, in an adjoin
ing town, and ask its young master for
the loan of three hundred dollars.
lie could hardly tell why he had
thought of applying to Guy Remington
for help, unless it were that he once
had saved the life of Guy's father, who,
as long as he lived, had evinced a great
regard for his benefactor, frequently as
serting that he meant to do something
for him. But the something was never
done, the father was drad, and in his
strait the old man turned to the son,
whom he knew to be very rirh, and who
he had been told was exceedingly gener
ous. "Hew I wUh I could go with you clear
up to Aikenside ! They say it's so beau
tiful," Madeline had said, as on Satur
day evening they sat discussing the ex
pected events of the following Monday,
"Mrs. Noah, the housekeeper, had Sarah
Jones there once, to sew, ahd she told
me all about it. There are graveled
walks, and nice green lawns, and big, tall
trees, and flowers oh ! so many ! and
marble fountains, with gold fishes in the
basin ; and statues, big as folks, all over
the yard, with two brass lions on the gate
posts. But the house is finest of all
i Here s a drawing room Digger than a
ball room, with carpets that let your feet
sink in so far; pictures and mirrors clear
to the floor think of that, grandpa ! a
looking glass so tall that one can see
the very bottom of their dress and know
just how it hangs. Dear me! I won
der if I'll ever live in such a place as
Aikenside?"
"No, no, Maddy, no. Be satisfied with
the lot where God has put you, and
don't be longing after something higher.
Our Father in heaven knows just what
is best for us ; as He didn't see fit to
put you up at Aikenside, 'tain't noways
likely you'll ever live in the like of it."
"Not unless I should happen to marry
a rich man. Poor girls like me have
sometimes done that, haven't they?" was
Maddy's demure reply.
With the earliest dawn Monday she
was up, and her grandmother heard her
repeating to herself much of what she
dreaded Dr. Holbrook might question
her upon. Even when bending over the
wastub, for there were no servants at
the red cottage, a book was arranged be
fore her, so that she could study with
her eyes, while her small, fat hands and
dimpled arms were busy in the suds. Be
fore ten o'clock everything was done, the
clothes, white as the snowdrops in the
garden beds, were swinging on the line,
the kitchen floor was scrubbed, the win
dows washed, the best room swept, the
vegetables cleaned for dinner, and then
Maddy's work was finished. "Grandma
could do all the rest," she said, and
Madeline was free "to put her eyes out
over them big books if she liked."
Swiftly flew the hours until it was
time to be getting ready, when again the
short hair was deplored, as before her
looking glass Madeline brushed and ar
ranged her shining, beautiful locks.
"I could see splendidly in Mr. Rem
ington's mirrors," she said to herself,
with a half-sigh of regret that her lot
had not been cast in some such place as
Aikenside, instead of there beneath the
hill in that wee bit of a cottage, whose
rear slanted back until it almost touch
ed the ground. "After all, I guess I'm
happier here," she thought. "Everybody
likes me, while if I were Mr. Guy's
sister and lived at Aikenside, I might
be proud and wicked."
She pinned on her little neat plaid
shawl, and, tying the blue ribbons of her
coarse straw hat, glanced once more at
the formidable cube root, and then hur
ried down to where her grandfather and
old Sorrel were waiting for her.
"I shall be so happy when I cbme back,
because it will then be over. Just like
having a tooth out, you know," she said
to her grandmother,, who bent down for
the good-by kiss without which Maddy
never left her. "Now, grandpa, drive
on ; I was to be there at three," and
chirruping herself to Sorrel, the impa
tient Madge went riding from the cottage
door, chatting cheerily until the village
of Devonshire was reached ; then, with
a farewell to her grandfather, who never
dreamed that the man whom he was seek
ing was so near, she tripped up the flag
ging walk, and, as we have seen, soon
stood in the presence of not only Dr. Hol
brook, but also of Guy Remington.
Poor, poor little Madge !
CHAPTER III.
It. was Guy who received her, Guy
who pointed to a chair, Guy who seemed
perfectly at home, and naturally enough,
she took him for Dr. Holbrook, wonder
ing who the other black-haired man could
be, and If he meant to stay in there all
the ' while. Half guessing the cause of
her uneasiness, and feeling more averse
than ever to taking part in the matter,
the doctor withdrew into the background,
and sat where he could not be seen. This
brought the short dress into full view,
together with the dainty little foot, nerv
ously beating the floor.
"She's very young," he thought, "too
young, h far," and Maddy's chances of
success were beginning to decline even
before a word had been spoken.
How terribly still It was for the time
during which telegraphic communications
were silently passing between Guy and
the doctor; the latter shaking his head
decidedly, while the former insisted that
he should do his duty. Madeline could
almost hear the beatings of her heart,
and only by counting and recounting the
poplar trees growing across the street
could she keep back the tears. At last,
summoning all her courage, she lifted her
great brown eyes to Guy, and said, plead
ingly :
"Would you be so kind, sir, as to be
gin?" "Yes, certainly," and electrified by that
young, bird-like voice, the sweetest save
one he had ever heard, Guy knocked
down from the pile of books the only
one at all appropriate to the occasion.
He commenced oiiorations by sharpen
ing a lead pencil. Maddy counted every
fragment as it fell upon- the floor, wish
ing so much that he would commence.
Had Guy Remington refloated a little,
he would never have consented to do the
doctor's work ; but, unaccustomed to
country usages, especially those pertain
ing to schools and teachers, he did not
consider that it mattered which exam
ined that young girl, himself or Dr. Hol
brook. Viewing it somewhat in the light
of a joke, he rather enjoyed it. When
the pencil was sharpened sufficiently, he
startled Madeline by asking hw name.
"Madeline Amelia Clyde," was the
meek reply, which Guy quickly recorded.
Now, Guy Remington Intended no ir
reverence; indeed, be could not tell what
he did Intend, or what it wan which
prompted his next query :
"Who gave you this name?"
Perhaps he fancied himself a boy again
in the Sunday school, and standing before
the railing of the altar, where, with oth
ers of his age he had been asked the
question propounded to Madeline Clyde,
who did not hoar the doctor's smothered
laugh as he retreated into the adjoining
room.
In all her preconceived ideas of this ex
amination, she had never dreamed of be
ing catechised, and with a feeling of ter
ror as she thought of that long answer to
the question, "What is thy duty to thy
neighbor?" and doubted her ability to
repeat it, she said ; "My sponsors, in bap
tism, gave mo the first name of Made
line Amelia, sir," adding, as she caught
and misconstrued the strange gleam in
the dark eyes bent upon her, "I am afraid
I have forgotten some of the catechism ;
I did not know it was necessary in order
to teach school."
"Certainly, no ; I do not thine It Is.
beg your pardon," were Guy Remington's
ejaculatory replies, as he glanced from
Madeline to the open door of the adjoin
ing room, where was visible a slate, on
which, in huge letters, the amused doc
tor had written "Blockhead."
There was something in Madeline's
quiet, womanly, earnest manner which
commanded Guy's respect, or he would
have given vent to the laughter which
was choking him, and thrown off his dis
guise. But he could not bear now to un
deceive her, and, resolutely turning his
back upon the doctor, he sat down by the
pile of books and commenced the exam
ination in earnest, asking first her age,
"Going on fifteen," sounded older to
Madeline than "fourteen and a half," so
"going on fifteen" was the reply, to which
Guy responded : "That is very young,
Miss Clyde."
"Yes, but Mr. Green did not mind.
He's the committeeman. He knew how
young I was," Madeline said, eagerly,
her great brown eyes growing large with
the look of fear which came so suddenly
into them.
"Of course, if your employers are sat
isfied It is nothing to me, only I had
associated teaching with women much
older than yourself. What is logic, Miss
Clyde?"
The abruptness with which he put the
question startled Madeline to such a
degree that she could not positively tell
whether she had ever heard that word
before, much less could she recall its
meaning, and so she answered frankly,
"I don't know."
A girl who did not know what logic
was did not know much, in Guy's esti
mation, but it would not do to stop here,
and so he asked her next how many cases
there were in Latin !
Madeline had never looked inside a
Latin grammar, and again her truthful
"I don't know, sir," fell on Guy's ear,
but this time there was a half-despairing
tone in the young voice usually so
hopeful.
"Perhaps, then, you can conjugate the
verb Amo," Guy said, his manner indi
cating the doubt he was beginning to feel
as to her qualifications.
Maddy knew well what "conjugate"
meant, but that verb Amo, what could
It mean? and had she ever heard it be
fore? Mr. Remington was waiting for
her ; she must say something, and with
a gasp she began : "I amo, thou araoest,
he amoes. Plural : We amo, ye or you
amo, they amo."
Guy looked at her aghast for a single
moment, and then a comical smile broke
all over his face, telling poor Maddy
plainer than could words that she had
made a most ridiculous mistake.
"Oh, sir," she cried, her eyes wearing
the look of the frightened hare, "it is
not right. I don't knw what it means.
Tell me, teach me. What is it to amo?"
To most men it would not have seemed
a very disagreeable task, teaching young
Madeline Clyde "to amo," as she termed
it, and some such idea flitted across Guy's
mind, as he thought how pretty and
bright was the eager face upturned to his,
the pure white forehead, suffused with a
faint flush, the cheeks a crimson hue,
and the pale lips parted slightly as Mad
dy appealed to him for the dcSnition of
amo."
"It is a Latin verb, and means 'to
love,' " Guy said, with an emphasis on
the last word, which would have made
Maddy. blush had she been less anxious
and frightened.
(To be continued.)
Embarrassing;.
The little tots of the infant depart
ment in a Wllliamstown Sunday school
are working a new scheme to raise
money for a new piano. Thoy have
learned nearly every's one birthday,
and collect a cent for each year they
are old. One lady who was averse to
telling her age even for a good cause
gave one little girl a dollar, saying,
'Keep It all."
The little collector looked the giver
over carefully and asked, "Are yon re
ally 100 years old?"
Ills First Trousers.
Little Tommy was at Sunday school
in his first pair of trousers, and a pic
ture of a lot of little angels was be
fore the class.
"Tommy, would you like to be a lit
tle angel?" asked the teacher.
"No, ma'am," replied Tommy after
a careful infection of the picture.
"Not to be an angel, Tommy? Why,
not?'" inquired the teacher In surprise.
"Cause, ma'am, I'd have to give up
my new pants,"
Circumstantial Evidence.
A rich New Yorker said to his valet
one morning:
"Iloskln."
"Sir?" said the man.
"You are getting careless, Iloskln.
"Oh, sir! I hope not, sir."
"You don't brush my clothes regular
ly any more."
"Oh, sir, I assure you "
"There, Iloskln, that will do. I left
a dollar In my white vest pocket yester
day morning and It Is still there."
Tommy's Mistake.
Teacher Now, Tommy, tell us some
thing about Asia- Minor.
Tommy Asia Minor? Oh, I guess
the Asia minor Is some chap from Asia
who Isn't old enough to vote.
Model Fonltry Homei
The Illustration shows the exterior
view and ground plan of a poultry
house Intended for one colony of fowls.
The house la 12x16 feet on the ground,
(nlne feet high In front and six feet
In the rear. It has three windows, two
on the south side and one on the east
end which admit plenty of sunlight.
There are no windows on the north and
west, thus making a warm corner for
roosts and avoiding drafts. It is cov
ered with shlplap. paper and siding on
the outside, is celled on the Inside and
has a good shingle roof. A raised plat
form Is built two and a half feet from
the main floor In one end of the house.
six Inches above which are the roosts.
The roosts rest upon a frame fastened
to the wall with hinges so that It can
be easily raised and the platform
cleaned in a very short . time each
morning. The space under the roost
platform and the entire remaining part
lo
POULTRY HOUSE.
of the house, except the alley, may be
used for a scratching room. The alley
Is separated from the pen by wire net
ting except under the nests where ver
tical slats should be used placed two
Inches apart Between these slats the
chickens feed out of a trough that sits
In the alley where they cannot get Into
it with their feet
AVhy Milk Costa More.
Interesting statistics as to the cost
of milk production are given by the
local milk dealers of a Massachusetts
town In an announcement made of an
Increase In the retail price of milk to
seven cents a quart during the winter
months. On this announcement we
find the following suggestive compari
sons:
'Twenty years ago mill feed cost $14
per ton ; today $22 per ton. Then cot
ton seed cost $18 per ton; today $34
per ton. Then, farm labor cost $20 per
month; today, $20 per month. Then
milch cows cost $45 each; today, $05
each. Formerly a milk dealer's outfit
consisted of about' 25 tin cans, costing
about $15. Today, for the same busi
ness, it- requires bottles, boxes, fillers,
coolers, etc., costing $150. Our plumb
ing, carpenters' repairs, blacksmithlng
and other like expenses have increased
33 per cent. Added to tho above are
the constantly Increasing restrictions
of state and local boards of health,
which undoubtedly Improve the quality
of the milk, but at a considerable In
crease In cost, which Increase has fallen
on the producer and dealer, when It
should be paid by the consumer."
Farmers and Poultry Fanciers.
The farmer has a real grievance
against the poultry fancier, In that he
has done all of his crossing and In
breeding of fathers, daughters, uncles
and aunts without any regard to prac
tical utility, says Farming, whether
the hens from which ho has been breed
ing were producing (iO eggs a year or
200 made no difference. His whole aim
has been to breed out a fowl flight
feather or two, or to create a better
comb, or eyes of a better tint at a
sacrifice of everything else. The re
sult Is that when a farmer goes Into
the market to buy thoroughbreds with
his money In his pocket ready and will
ing to pay for the best stock, he not
only often pays for qualities ho does
not need, but actually pays a premium
for something that has been obtained
at a sacrifice of the very qualities
which he does need. Thero are a few
men, however, raising thoroughbred
stock that Is "bred to lay," or to meet
certain market demands, and those are
the men that should be patronized.
Dairy Notes.
Large yields per animal means less
cost In making them.
Success In home dairying depends
upon four things : The cow, her care
and feeding, the manufacture of the
produce, the marketing of the same.
TTnipfu a Mir row la nn extra milker
she Is less Drofltable than a smaller
one that Is a fair milker.
The butter product of all cows Is
. .... .1
more or less innuencea ry tne care and
feeding of the animal.
An advantage of dairying In connec-
tlon with grain raising Is that It makes
a home market for home grown crops.
Dairying has this advantage, that Its
produce Is In the line of food and is
always In demand at some price and Is
therefore a money crop to the farmer;
to this may be added the fact that the
i money comes quits frequently.
n ay "
'iii Tr Ntnr i Mil
f ff rJ
In churning If the friction Is too
violent,, the butter Is produced too
speedily, It Is deficient In color and
does not keep well.
When the churn Is quite filled It Is
almost Impossible to produce butter,
not only because ther.e Is want of air,
but also because the cream swells In
the process of churning.
The value of cream is based on the
dry solids It contains and cream from
different cows and from the same cows
at different periods of the year has a
surprising difference In butter value.
Stacking Wheat.
Years ago It was a common custom
to stack the wheat as soon as It was
well cured In the shock, but gradually
this custom was abandoned until In
many parts of the country It was a
rare sight to see a stack.
Of recent years a reaction seems to
be slowly taking place and stacking Is
again coming Into fashion, according to
a writer In American Agriculturist
Tie reason for this Is not in doubt
It Is the bitter and costly experiences
that have come home to farmers
through leaving their grain in the
shock until the machine came around.
Of course, when everybody stacked and
the thrashing season occupied six
weeks or more, a majority of the crops
were necessarily left standing In the
shock for weeks, exposed to 6torms
and winds.
Now, of course, while It Is a fact that
rainy seasons In July are uncommon,
they are of sufficiently regular occur
rence to make the damage they Inflict
far outweigh the cost of annuallly
stacking or storing the grain.
Stacking can be carried on every
moment of the day that the wheat Is
dry enough to handle. If the stack is
uncompleted at night or when a shower
comes up It can be covered with a tar
paulin. With his grain once safely In
the stack the fanner Is Independent of
the weather and the machine boss and
can go about his other work serenely
conscious that he has done his duty In
safeguarding his principal cash crop.
Son Fancy Strawberries.
Five years ago Henry Jerolaman,
the New Jersey strawberry man, pro
duced a seedling, specimen fruit
which Is here
shown. When the
Increase of tho
first plant had
made a row eight
feet long Mr. Jero
laman on going
away one day told
the boy left in millionaire. -charge
that no berries were to be sold
from those plants for less than $1 per
quart, thinking that would be prohibi
tive. On Ms return the boy handed
him $4, a customer having taken four
quarts, all that were ready at tho
time. Next day the same man re
turned and got three quarts more. This
was running Into money so fast that
Millionaire seemed an appropriate
name for the berry. The fruit Illus
trated was two
two Inches In di
ameter and about
as largo as any
Keen. Many run
from one and a
quarter to one and
a half Inches. The
shape Is uniform,
being noted ; color
KEVITT SEEDLING,
no coxeomblng
bright red, with a
fine gloss;
tho average
quality good, a!ove
to my taste. Its seasons Is long
and nearly every berry !s strong and
abundant, the plants standing from ten
to fifteen Inches high by actual meas
urement.
To produce strawberries of mam
moth size, so that a dozen berries will
fill a quart basket, plants should be set
out In the early part of August In good,
rich soil and kept well cultivated dur
ing the growing season. All runners
should be kept off the plant Rural
New Yorker.
Horses arid Grass.
A famous veterinary surgeon declares
that grass beats all the drugs In crea
tion as a sure cure for sick horses and
mules. Horses 6hould have a few
pounds of grass dally from spring until
fall, he says. Tho prevalent notion
that it is harmful Is Idiotic and cruel.
Grass to horses Is the same as fresh
vegetables and fruit to us. Their
craving for it proves their need of It
Yet Ignorant unfeeling drivers yank
them away from It as If It were poison
instead of the life-giving medicine it Is,
designed by their Maker for them
When they gnaw tho bark of trees or
eat leaves it is because they crave
grass and can't get It Buffalo Ilorso
World.
New Strawberry Varieties.
Several hundred now varieties
of
strawberries have been Introduced
within tho past Ave years, and each
has had Its share of praise until the
amateur Is confused. Failure with cer
taln kinds Is because all varieties do
not thrive alike under the same condl
tlons. Some will give better results on
light soil than on heavy, and some will
not thrive except on moist soils. The
beginner should endeavor to select a
variety that has been tested In his
neighborhood with good results. Straw
berry plants may te set out in tne rail,
though the spring season Is usually
nref erred.
i
Fastening Fence Wire.
A better way to fasten wire to a
fence post where staples do not hold Is
to use short pieces of wire. Twist one
end around the wire on one side of the
post bring it around on the other side
and twist around the wire again. By
treating several posts this way the
wire will be drawn quite tight with
out the aid of a stretcher.
tsl
1 1 MlT
'I Want to De an Angel."
I want to be an angel
And with the angels stand,
A crown upon my forehead,
A harp within my hand;
There right before my Savior,
So glorious and so bright,
I'd make the sweetest music
And praise Him day and night.
I never would be weary.
Nor ever shed a tear,
Nor ever know a' sorrow,
Nor ever feel a fear ;
But blessed, pure and holy,
. I'd dwell in Jesus' Bight,
And with ten thousand thousand
Praise Him both day and night.
I know I'm weak and sinful,
But Jesus will forgive,
For many little children
Have gone to heaven to live.
Dear Savior, when 1 languish
And lay me down to die,
Oh, send a shining angel
And bear me to the sky.
Oh, there I'll be an angel
And with the angels stand,
A crown upon my forehead,
A harp within my hand ;
And there before the Savior,
So glorious and so bright
I'll join the heavenly music
And praise Ilim day and night
Tbe Skylark.
Bird of the wilderness,
Blithesome and cumberless,
Sweet be thy matin o'er moorland and
lea!
Emblem of happiness,
Blest is thy dwelling place
Oh, to abide in the desert with thee!
Wild is thy lay and loud,
Far In the downy cloud,
Love gives it energy, love gave It birth
Where, on thy dewy wing,
Where art thou journeying?
Thy lay Is in heaven, thy love is on earth,
O'er fell and fountain sheen.
O'er moor and mountain green,
O'er the red steamer that heralds the day.
Over the cloudlet dim,
Over the rainbow's rim,
Musical cherub, soar, singing, away 5
Then, when the gloaming comes,
Low in the heather blooms,
Sweet will thy welcome and bed of lovf
be!
Emblem of happiness,
Blest is thy dwelling place
Oh, to abide in the desert with thee!
James Hogg.
PARIS TO HAVE POLICE DOGS
Four Black Canines Constltnte the
Brigade Now Training.
As soon as the dog police Is In per
fect working order, If you happen to
be guilty of a misdemeanor you will
hear, "Arretez au nom d'un cheln 1" If
you are wise you will "arreter," says
the New York Herald's Panis edition.
Job, Black, Due and Dick constitute
the dog brigade of the Neullly and
Paris police force. All of them are
black, and thus suited for night work,
which Is their specialty. At present
they are stationed at police headquar
ters in Neullly and are being trained
for general use, and particularly for
clever sleuth work In the Bols de
Boulogne.
The dogs are not yet full-fledged po
licemen, hence they are still being
taught the essentials of their munici
pal duty and are making satisfactory
progress. Several times a week they
are taken to an lnclosure In Neullly, es
pecially engaged for, the purpose, where
four of the local peace olllcers teach
and direct them in the work of being
clever and discreet thief catchers.
The scheme In the training Is that of
teaching the dogs to obey and carry out
the Intelligence of their masters in
catching evildoers of all kinds. Ac
cordingly the dogs are made to answer
piomptly tho word of command. They
must follow or go ahead, start, stop,
attack, desist watch, search or remain,
at rest
In their very natures they are "at
tackers," and when they are given the
command "Attaque!" they start for
their prey with positive relish. For
experimental purposes an "Apache" has
been engaged, and his name Is Bou
logne. As a matter of fact Boulogne
Is a law-abiding, peaceable citi
zen, but. In the manner the dogs are
trained to regard him, he Is anything
on the outlaw category from horse
thief to an assassin. Thus the dogs
have their eyes on him nil the time and
await orders to pounce on him.
Just Crying- (or n Hat.
"I noticed that your wife didn't look
very well this morning," said Nexdore.
"Oli, It's nothing serious," replied
Marryat, smiling. ,
"I remarked that her eyes were very;
red and tearful."
"Yes ; It's merely a case of what yon
might call 'millinery hysteria.' " The
Catholic Standard and Times.
Ills Only Object.
Towne Young Itoxley Is learning to
be a machinist
Browne Well, now, that's commen
dable ; wants to have a trade so that if
anything should happen to his fortune
he
Towne Oh, no; he simply wants to
be able to keep his motor car going.
Philadelphia Press.
When a girl of 10 gets a letter writ
ten by A Man, she uses the envelops
for the next six months as a book:
mark.
The average Young Thing talks of
her future as If as many vocations of
fered, and they were as easy to pick.
up as pins from a cushion.