IJTTLE-OH-DEAK.
ff what a wonderful garden Is here,
l'lanted and trimmed for my Little-Oh-Itear
I
I'uuieH 80 gaudy and grass of such
brown
Hearth ye the country and hunt ye the
town
And never ye'll meet with a garden no
queer
Ai thin one I've made for my Little-Oii-Dear!
Marigoldx white and buttercups blue,
Lilies all dabbled with honey and dew,
The cactus that trails over trellis and
wall.
Hoses and pansies and violets all
Make proper obeisance and reverent chesr
-Vhen Into her garden steps Little-Oh-Dear.
And up at the top of that lavender tree
A silver bird siugeth as only can Ae;
fc'or, ever and only, she singeth the song
"1 love you I love you !" the happy day
long;
alien the echo the echo that smiteth me
here I
I love you, I love you," my Little-Oh-Dear
!
J"he garden may wither, the silver bird
fly
Hut what careth my little precious, or I?
I'lora lier pathway of flowers that In
springtime upstart
She walketh the tenderer way in ray
heart
And, oh, it is always the summer tlrao
here "
With that song of "I love you," my Llttlo-
Oh-Dear!
Eugene Field.
?
I The Burglary in
Lark Spur Lane
fr "l "t1 'I1 'fr ' '
i Larkspur Lane, with It three de
tached villas, was deserted and silent
3'he postman bad left the last post at
Moneta" and "Ielpblnlum," and
trudged wearily away, A policeman
hud strayed down the rond a short dis
tance, and bad thrown his lantern neg
ligently on the ohIc fencing, and then
he, too, had turned liack to the main
rond and Eliza, the cook, at "Valevlan
Villa,'' who awaited him.
Nothing broke the calm of Larkspur
l.ane. for the figure that entered It
Troin the lighted Btrcet neglected the
pavement and enmo forward In silence
on the soft, badly paved rond. There
was no hesitation In his movements;
apparently his actions were piirt of a
premeditated plan. He glnmvd up and
down the little cul-de-sac, and then
threw his leg over the onk fencing and
dropped on the other side. Here he
.paused listening, but no sound came
Trom "Moneta" to disturb him. Who
ever the Intruder might be, he evidently
knew bis ground, and bad studied bis
plan of campaign with assiduity. He
crossed the little square of turf and
Jumped lightly across the gravel path,
where the scrunch of the stones would
tiave betrayed bliu. Any one casuully
pproHchlng the shed In t ho dark could
Sot have noticed the path In the deep
shadow of the trees. Silently he oien
ad the door, disappearing one moment
Into the darkness, then emerged car
rylng a short ladder. The Incredible
taolseleKsnesa of bis movements would
have astounded a watcher, lie walked
up to the house and planted the ladder
against u window. Again he pautd to
listen, nml then ran lightly up It. The
window was open, and he swung him
elf Into the bouse. Swiftly he sped
upstairs. The house had evidently no
more secrets than the garden hud held
for him. On the licit In tiding be stopped
a moment outsldo n door, his ear to
the Jamb, then he oened It, closed It
after him, and walked strnlrbt over
to a chest thnt stood beneath the dress
ing table. From the pocket of Ills long
coat ho produced a steel chisel, the
rhest emitted one shun1, startling crack
before the lid .flew ocji.
f The Intruder glanced hastily to the
Boor before he plunged his band amid
tho contents of the box. Papers, letters.
ho cast iihu the floor, then held
large bundle up In the moonlight and
looked at It carefully. Apparently he
yrua satisfied with his scrutiny, for he
propped the packet Into bis pocket, lie
rose from his knee, and Indiscriminate
ly swept brooches, bangles, a little gold
watch, a necklace, and a ring o- so
Into a bag.
' The thief looked round the room with
a smile, and then opening the door
piade his way downstairs. But the re
turn Journey was fated to be notsler
than his advent. As he passed the bath
room he Jabbed Ills foot with a crash
against a can.
"I.Dwki! Who's there?" cried
voice from within.
; Tlut man did not answer, but cd on
with a laugh.
Whoever had heard him crash Into
the cau evidently heard his laugh as
Well,' and did not recognize It, for he
heard the bathroom window hastily
thrown up. He flung his handkerchli'
aver the lower part of his face at. he
climbed out to bis ladder.
"Murder!" shrieked the servant girl
from tho bathroom. "Fire!"
Tb still laughing burglar slid to the
ground, but not before there cam a
man's vole from tho garden.
: "What Is ltr he called, coining rap
idly nearer. "What la It, Mary? Where
are you?"
' "The bathroom, air," came the niuf
Cad reply, aa decency overcame Incll
nation. .,..
To man In tba garden watched
goal form pass the window ha " had
Juat quitted. Ua scaled tba palings
once more, and before Mary had half 1
finished her prolonged and complicated
story Larkspur Lane was deserted
again. ,
John Fenwycke tried to cut Mary
short, but nothing short of a shaking
could have accomplished thnt end, and
the bathroom door was still between
them. Kven to talk to a gentleman In
state of nudity, although a deal door
Intervened, offended Mary's sense of
the proprieties.
Ior', Rlr, let me throw somethln'
on, she ejaculated In Injured tones.
Is the bouse on Are?" asked John
ternly, sniffing the while.
No, sir, 'twas a bur-gu-Iar," stut
tered Miiry, her clothes clinging to her
damp form.
A burglar! Where?" bawled John,
stamping bis foot In Impatience.
Where?"
"Cllniin' out of the salrcase. win
der " began the maid servant.
John waited for no more. One bound
took him to the bottom of the flight
of stairs, and In a moment be leaned
from the window and observed tho bur
glar's means of escape.
He climbed hastily down, and
searched the lane, the garden, and the
shed. Ills hostess, Mrs. Fossick, Joined
him from the garden, where they had
been sitting.
'What was It, John?" she queried.
Mary's so hysterical I suppose It was
only a mouse or a black beetle "
"No, It was a burglar," said John,
laughing; "but as far as I can make
ont he has carried off no spoils. The
dlnlng-room's intact, and the plate.
Mary heard him making his way up
stairs, and startled him. He must have
fled Incontinently, for there's no trace
of him.
Mr. Fossick came back from bis club
about an hour later.
"Why, Mary!" he exclaimed, "you
look as though you bad seen a ghost."
He gazed from one to the other as
though calling for an explanation.
We've hnd a burglar alarm In your
absence," cried John, laughing ; "It
wasn't discovered till bis departure,
and Mrs. Fossick was a little upset."
"Burglars at 'Moneta!'" repeated
Fossick, Incredulity In his eyes; "why,
there's nothing worth stealing."
His eyes fell on his wife's face, and
he went a step nearer her.
The Jewels are still at the bank,
"DO YOU IjOVE THIS MAN?"
Mary?'' he Inquired, with a slight note
of agitation In his voice.
"Yes." she said mechanically.
Fosslck's eyes sought bis wife's. For
the first time In their married life he
knew she was telling him a lie. For
the first time, he knew, but how mnny
might she not have told him? He
winced at the memory of the afternoon
and bis hand went to his breast pocket.
He had sat down to work after tea
that day while his wife and John hnd
gone Into the garden. After a while
longing for his wife's company had
come over him. and he hnd wandered
out in search of them.
At first It hnd been unconscious and
unavoidable, but later he had listened
Intently and on purpose.
"You will redeem them?" he had
heard John say.
es, dear, .Mrs. fossick had an-
swered. "Oh. how good you've lieen
dear, dear, John !"
What promises had his wife made
his friend? What Intimate discussion
was this In which he had no part?
"It was hard It was luiiiosslble,
when Bubble was alive, but now I can
do It easily. It has been a weight on
mv mind all these years, but at last 1
shall be happy!"
Mary unhappy In her married life!
Mary bound only to mm. Bo, long as
Babble breathed! Mary faithless
Fossick had almost groaned aloud. He
turned to go. then stopped.
"You will bring them to me?-'
"Yew. to-night, before you go. I have
them linked away upstairs. I think It
would break Fred's heart he's he's
ho fond of me. and he'll think I've beeu
ltoor and unhappy all these years. He
mustn't know, John."
Fossick came hack from his memor
ies with a start.
"Where's Mary?"
,-I dont know," returned John, ap
parently absently: "she went out of
the room a moment since. Ah ! here she
Is!"
They heard her footstes on the
stairs, and detected her agitation before
she burst In upon them.
"I've lieeu robbed," she gasped,
"John. John, they're gone!"
"What have?" demanded her hus
band, going to her. "Why, Mary, don't
be so perturbed. I've never had any
thing very valuable to give you, I'm
afraid. We'll soon get some more, and
the Jewel are safe at the bank, areti'i
they?"
"Yea." Mary'a cyee wera fixed on
John, who stared hack Into hers with
dismay written on his face.
"Go," she cried to hlni ; "ttop them
Aa John want away Fossick went to
bis wife.
lis
'Mary, explain. Do you love this
man?"
John ! love John !" she echoed.
Fred, Fred, what do you mean?"
"Just what I say," he answered.
firmly. "Do you love him? Answer
me yes' or 'no. "
No."
Then why do you wreck your home
for him?"
What do you mean? Fred, tell me
ex plain, I "
The explanation must come from
on."
'The explanation?" she repeated the
word, dwelling on each syllable.
"Yes. I was In the garden before
dinner "
Mary did not remember what She
had said to John, but she knew where
in the trouble lay, while something In
his persistency told her that he bad
guesed her secret about the Jewels. But
Fred knew nothing; he had seen only
falsehood In her eyes, and wondered
at It.
I had to," she cried, wildly. "John
did" It for me. Babble was 111 oh.
Fred, you remember, and I said It was
little legacy, do you remember? I
couldn't see Babble die of of want
ing the best. That's why I did It, Fred,
darling. Oh, I should have told you,
know, but they were my Jewels to
do with what I willed, and I knew
you'd try to prevent me perhaps run
Into debt yourself and be worried. So
John did It, and I've been saving from
my dress allowance do you remember
how angry you were about the bonnet?
Three years, you said, and a hat be
came mummied millinery. But I saved
It at last, Fred, and now "
Slowly the light was beating through
to Fred. Babble's Illness the legacy.
He drew a packet softly from his
breast pocket. Not love letters what
then? He handed them without a word
to his wife. She gave a great cry, and
she broke the seal and the little tickets
and contract notes fell to the ground.
"Pawn tickets!" be ejaculated, and
then stared at his wife. For a moment
there was silence, then he gathered her
Into his arms. "Forgive me, sweet," he
murmured, his lips almost touching
hers. "I was mad Jealous unworthy.
Because I heard those words there In
the garden I destroyed the trust of a
life. I thought that John and you "
Oh, Fred," she murmured, lifting
her lips to his, "but how did you get
them back?"
"I I " Fred started at her, and
held her close. "I was a beast, Mary
distrustful horrible! But I didn't open
the packet, dear. I I was the bur
glar." Philadelphia Telegraph.
ENGLISH SPORT IS WORK.
Not Mnoh Play Abont Hunting in
Scotland, Says a Boston Man.
The Americans who think that En-
gllsh sport Is play made easy have
something to learn," said John Mason
Little, who returned to Boston this
morning on the Saxonla after a month's
shooting In Scotland. "I know that tba
notion prevails over here that the En
glish go in for their sport In a spirit
of enjoyment while we are supposed to
make hard work of It. That Is a pretty
dream. As a matter of fact, the En
glishman turns his sport Into the hard
est kind of work. It may not be pro
fessionalism, but their golf and their
hunting are undertaken In dead earn
est"
Since early In September, when ha
went to Scotland for a vacation from
business, Mr. Little, accompanied by
Mrs. Little and his two daughters, hat
been In tho Scottish highlands at Beau
fort castle, the country seat of Lord
Lovatt, which had been leased for thu
shooting season by Mr. Little's son-in-
law, Charles W. Ogden of New York,
says Boston Transcript.
The Englishman who Is stalking
deir In the highlands mny think he Is
having an easy time because he has
never been used to anything else, but
shooting In the Maine woods Is a holi
day compared to the scramble up hill
and down after those Scottish deer. In
the course of a day's stalking you are
fairly sure to cover fifteen or twenty
miles, while even If you go out for
grouse, the tramp from cover to cover
will take you ten miles before you know
If!
The economic condition of Scotch
lands Mr. Little found esoclaly Inter
esting to n stranger. "Practically the
wliole of rural Scotland," he said, "Is
leased, at all events, during the hunt
ing Benson. The hunting lands are so
valuable that there Is hardly a laird
of them who can afford not to rent his
estate for the shooting."
Mr. Little said that the most forcible
Illustration of the difference between
the old country and this was furnished
by a servant In the cnstl which he was
occupying. He spoke to a maid to tell
her thnt his telephone Ml was not In
order. She seemed not to comprehend
He related that his telephone bell was
not ringing, and asked ; "IK you un
derstand?"
"Ah'm tiVklu nontlee. sir," said the
girl, "and Ah'U write tte manager di
rectly about It!"
Bat SH1I Oat of the Vnloa.
Nature Is something of a manufac
turer herself. In the case of certain!
cf.ctus marvelous natural pottery Is
produced. Woodpeckers excavate nests
In the trunk and branches, and to pro
tect Itself the plant exude a sticky
Juice, which hardens, forming a woody
lining to tho holes made by the birds.
Eventually the cactus dies and withers
away, but the wooden bowls remain.
A bruiK-tte says that the blondes
are always selfish, and that they are
erceedlnely affected lu their mannet
toward gentlemen.
Steering a Bis; Ship.
The work of steering a big ship, even
with the aid of all Its machinery, Is
much more delicate than one would Im
agine. The larger and faster the ship,
the greater the difficulty. It Is not
enough to hold the wheel In the same
position to keep the ship on her course,
for tho wind and waves and the cur
rents of the ocean tend constantly to
knock her off. The great wall of steel
offers a broad target for the wind and
the waves. The art In steering Is to
adapt the ship to these forces, and
when she is deflected, to bring her back
aulckly to her course. If you could i
watch the binnacle, especially In bad
weather, you would see the needle of
the compass constantly shifting from
side to side, which means that the
great steel prow Is not going forward
In a perfectly straight line.
Llna Loo and the Giant.
Little Ling Loo
Found a giant's shoe;
The shoe was broad and deep.
Ling Loo got Inside
And did gayly ride
Across the ocean deep.
To an isle he went
On adventure bene.
As he sailed in the giant's shoe.
So he landed awhile
On the bonny isle,
For he'd nothing else to do.
While he rested there
In the fresh night air
A step was heard hard by.
Ling Loo took a peep
Up the mountain steep ;
Then, frightened, began to cry.
For a giant strode
O'er the mountain road.
Coming straight towards little Ling Loo,
And one foot was bare
As It cleft the air,
For the giant wore but one shoe.
"Ah. ha !" he cried,
When Ling Loo he spied,
"Little chap, you've got my shoe.
But, come, dry your eye;
You needn't cry !'
For I'll tell you what I'll do.
"I'll let you stand
On my outstretched hand
It will bridge the ocean deep.
Then, when I say 'Go !'
Be ready, you know,
t0 mete the home-stretch leap,
So little Ling Loo
Did what you would do
'He 'jumped on the giant's hand ;
I And with one mighty leap
I Crossed the ocean deea
,To his own celestial land.
Annie James.
The Part? or the Winds.
Big, blustering, boisterous Northeast
Invited all the little winds thnt live
up In the sky to come and play. North
east was so merry and mad that he
briskly blew and friskily flew, getting
rendy for bis party.
He whisked the leaves and twisted
' the trees, and broke off twigs with
I greatest ease. He was awkwanl, too.
1 nnd made a big hullabaloo, for the lit
tle work he hnd to do. But at last all
was ready and the guests began to
arrive. North and East came togeth
er; they were cousins In wealher.
North wns quite a bright chap, with
a cool manner 'and a clear complexion.
He brought as a present some glorious,
glittering Icicles.
East was a high-spirited maiden,
who could never keep still a minute.
and -she brought a gift of puffy, fluffy
suow.
The three winds played a while.
They made little twirls nnd whirls lu
the snow, then they made little tosslngs
and crossings of the twigs In the tree-
tops. They bristled and whistled, they
bustled and hustled and tussled.
But when they heard West Wind
coming, the three went away and bid
In the deep, dark wood.
West was such a mild, gentle little
lady she was quite contented all by
herself, and smiled sweetly and played
little louely but lively games of puff
and whiff. Then she went away.
She tried to find the bidden ones;
but although she blew Into every crack
and crevice, and raised a terrible dust,
she could not And North, Northeast or
East.
Then South came, and finding no one
to receive him, ate all the Ice and snow,
like the greedy fellow he was, and
went back to hla orange-blossoms.
What a strange party ! Youth'a Com
panion. , 1
Arabia H enterals.
Thera la a widespread misapprehen
sion about tha figure that we use aa
numerals. Ther are not Arable, aa la
Ifweralbr benevad. but are tha drat
ten letters, with two exceptions, yt the
Fgyptluu alphabet They are found
on the mummy bandages almost wen-
tleal In form, with the exception of G
and 8, with the figures now In common
use. The true Arublc numerals are to-
tally unlike. The figures we uss
peared for the first time In Europe In
1240. Alphonso, son to Ferdinand,
king of Castile, ordered a table to be
prepared and employed for the pur
pose Isaac Ilazan, a Je wslnger of the
synagogue of Toledo, and Aben Kagel,
an Arabian, and It wa9 In this table
that the figures were first given.
Gooaeberry.
Many young people have wondered
how the gooseberry got Its name, sup
posing, quite naturally, that the fruit
must have some connection with a
goose. Here Is the explanation : Goose
berries are called In German Johannls-
beeren, that Is, "St John's berries."
because they ripen about the time of
ne feast of St John. St. John is
caned in Holland St. Jan, and the fruit
Is there called Jansbeeren. This word
was centuries ago corrupted Into gans-
beeren, of which our English word
gooseberries is a literal translation,
gans, In German, signifying a goose.
"JACKASS BATTERIES."
Men and Moles Required (or Work
In the Monntalns.
One of the most interesting organiza
tions which took part In the maneu
vers at Camp Taeoma, Washington, of
Western troops under General Freder
ick Funston was the Eleventh Battal
ion, field artillery, Major C. A. Ben
nett commanding.
This battalion consisted of the Sev
enteenth and Eighteenth batteries,
sometimes referred to as "Jackass" bat
teries, says Leslie's Weekly, because of .
the use of mules. The battery pieces
are transported In sections on the backs
of mules, the guns and carriages being
divided Into four parts, making four
packs for the same number of animals.
This enables the batteries to be
transferred through the most difficult
regions accessible to troops, and the
guns cau be brought Into action In
mountainous country, in the united
States army these batteries are com
paratively new, but they received their
baptism In the Philippines and have
proved their practical value In many I
skirmishes upon the cottas and forts
of the Moros.
It Is surprising how rapidly the
mules are unloaded, the parts of the
gun thrown together and the gun load-
ed, sighted and ready to be fired. At
a test of the Eighteenth battery the
men ran the mules back fifty paces,
unloaded and assembled the gun and
fired In forty-five seconds. This was a
world's record.
The work requires not only lntelli-1
gent but powerful men. The gun Itself
weighs 230 pounds and -the trail the
same, but the men handle the pieces
Tstth ease.
The mules, too, are familiar with
the drill and perform their parts In a by Its Inventor, according to a writer
very Intelligent manner. They know in the Detroit News-Tribune. Two par
thelr respective positions, and when the entless squirrels, but a few days old,
load Is lifted they Immediately Jump hungry and disconsolate, were recently
forward, so the piece can be placed discovered In the hollow of a tree In
directly on the ground. I the suburbs of Detroit They were
The gun used In those batteries has rescued and given to a sympathetic
a range of from 3.500 to 4,000 feet. It man who lives near, and who wllllng
flres a large shell, but has a lower ly assumed the duty of foster-parent,
muzzle velocity than the larger field1 After the orphans were safely estab-
pleces. In design the piece Is some
what similar to the "screw" gun of tha
British army. .
No More.
Now the letter R appears;
Now the oyster gaily steers
Toward the scallop or the stew,
For the summer days are through,
No more freckles ; no more tan ;
No more leisurely young man.
No more strolling 'neath the moon ;
No more ice cream ; no more spoon ;
No more' landlord smiling gay
At the bills you have to pay.
No more tunes In discords played ;
No more boardwalk promenade:
No more sleeping rooms so small
That your elbows hit the wall.
Home again! Despite the heat,
A real town is hard to beat!
Washington Star.
Not III Fanlt.
A first grade boy brought perfect
spelling papers home f,r several weeks,
and then suddenly began to miss five
and six out of ten.
"How's this, son?", asked his father.
"Teacher's fault," replied the boy.
"How Is It the teacher's fault?"
"She moved the little boy that snt
next to nie." I.ipplncott's Magazine.
On Pa.
"That'll be quite a swell wedding at
your house to-night," said the old
friend of the family. "Of course you'll
give your daughter away."
"No," replied the girl's father, "I
guess I'll only be lending her. I be
lieve they'll be back to live w4th us."
Philadelphia Press.
Open Season for Bandits.
Now is the time the plumber.
Who's been humble all the summer.
Begins to strut about with haughty mien
And study the arithmetic
- Which will enable hira to qnick
Ly prove that two and two make seven
teen. Kansas City Times.
The average man Is dissatisfied elthei
witn wnai ne nas or with what be
hasn't
A woman always imagines she la
charitable when she lets her husband
have his own way.
A girl may be as pretty aa a picture
but soar pictures are Here.
tii i)iaisi l'fai'1
CUEING A BAD HABIT.
T t
n. .. I I n i l. I I I I I III I H"t"H"M"r
j vnwvw
When Sir Sandford Fleming, the
ap-!"oted English engineer, Inspected the
proposed route of the Canadian Pacific
Kallway in ism, lie was accompauieu
M the Itev. George Munroe Grant The
' , .1 ...I. in 1 hnpitulilna
of traveling through a wilderness, but
bus many Interesting experiences. One
of these, saya Mr. Grant's biographer,
was meeting the different parties of
engineers stutloned along the way.
The most picturesque person asso
ciated with this exploration of the
mountains was Major Rogers, the dis-
covererer and engineer of the passage
through the Selkirks. Rogers was au
energetic man, renowned for unconven
tlonality but exceedingly profane. The
engineers who were passed on the east
ern slope of the mountains were in a
state of great expectancy at the pros
pect of the hard-swearing Rogers being
host to a clergyman.
Rogers at first was under the Irapres
ilon that Grant, who was addressed as
"Doctor," was a medical man. The
day after the first meeting was Sunday,
and Fleming proposed that Dr. Grant
should bold divine service.
The major took the suggestion as a
Joke, and with great energy drummed
up bis men. Dr. Grant preached at
length, and dexterously brought the
subject round to profane swearing.
Avoiding any appearance of aiming
at any one hearer, he, pointed out the
uselessness of the habit, and incident
ally noted Its gradual disappearance
from the conversation of gentlemen.
He had observed with accuracy one
salient point in Rogers' character. The
man was pn'ssionately determined to
live like a gentleman, and to have his
men regard him aa a gentleman. The
discourse struck home. Then and there
Rogers resolved to abstain.
once at least during their stay with
him his guest's pity was excited by
his herou suppression of his vocanu-.
iary at a trying moment. Sonwt'iing
wtl,t wrong with one of the cvuoes.
Rogers opned his mouth, but lu the
aic f time remembered his resolve
and stood helpless.
Grant laid his hand on his arm. -"Major,
If you've got to get rid of It,
go behind a tree and say It"
Sir William Van Home was fond of
telling of his first meeting With Rogers
after this affair.
After some talk, Sir
William said :
."What's the matter with you,
Rogers? You haven't sworn once."
"Well, Mr. Van Home, Fleming
brought a parson up here named
Grant, ne gave us a sermon on
swearing, and he .made out that It
wasn't gentlemanly to swear, so I
atonped."
Living? by the Pen.
The fountain pen has proved Its use
fulness In a way hitherto unknown to
the general public, and undreamed of
llshed In a roomy wire cage, the prob
lem of feeding them presented Itself.
They were too young to crack nuts for
themselves, and their little teeth were
too sharp to permit the use of a rub
ber tube for liquid refreshments.
In this emergency, their protector
had an Inspiration. He filled the reser
voir of his fountain pen with milk, and
Inserted the point In each small mouth
alternately. The orphans drank eager
ly. Succeeding experiments have been
equally successful, and when last
heard from the pets were thriving vig
orously.
A Perambulating- Padding;.
A "commuter" who lives up the
Hudson River, and who Is, of course,
accustomed . to "go downtown" every
morning, contributes a specimen of
Finnish humor to the New York Sun.
By the commuter's confession, he la
prone to prowl around the refrigera
tor almost every night and quietly
dispose of any "unconsidered trifle"
thnt may tempt his appetite, without
publishing the same to the household
at large. '
Recently his wife was discussing
luncheon with a new Importation from
Finland, named Hilda, and remem
bering a pudding that they had not
been able to finish the day before,
said to the kitchen autocrat:
"Do you know where that piece of
cold pudding Is?"
Without a smile on her face Hilda
answered :
"Yes, ma'am, It has gone down
town!"
The Milky Way.
The milky way In the heavens Is
composed of myriads of fixed stars,
but It Is not true that they have any
Influence that anybody knows of on
the direction of the wind 'or other ele
ment of the weather of the earth.
Their apparent changes of position are
due only to the changes of position
by the earth In Its dally and annual
revolutions. The stars In the milky
way are so far from the earth that It
takes thousands of years for the light
from them to reach us.
All Arraaared.
"And now," said the dear girl, "you
had better go up and speak to papa."
"Are you er aura he's - borne?"
stammered Mr. Sloman.
"O! yeauunleaa he's got. tired wait
ing and gone to bed you'll find blni la
the sitting-room." Philadelphia Prcaa.
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