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About Bohemia nugget. (Cottage Grove, Or.) 1899-1907 | View Entire Issue (July 27, 1900)
VOCATION. If t might chooae my simple lot Fir from town and quite forgot, All In a sheltered noolc and warm, Tli I would have a violet farm. So daffodils should me entice. Nor hyacinths with their breath of spice. Th tulip with her (minted uood For me should wither where she stood. Instead of sheep upon the sward, The modem violet I should herd; Instead of golden hends o-row. Should sec my violet harvest blow. Under nn nrch of wild, wild cloud, Below nn opal mountain bowed, All In n humid world and cool, With winds and waters beautiful. What nlrs across my farm should farel 'TU sweet where pinks and roses are, But pinks nnd roses hide the facu llcforc n violet-peopled place. No shortest dny of all the year Should fade without a violet's cheer. Invisible sweetness hid within And folded up In swathes of green. ThotTjtk white and purple babes be born When Daffodil his flaming horn O'er quiet hills and vale shall sound (And stir the sleepers underground; .What country bliss can equal mine, With violets for my flock and klne. With violets for my cwn aud store! What could a mortal wish for more? Under a mountain pansy-dark, Loved of the eagle and the lark, And set too low for fear or harm, TIs I would have a violet farm. Spectator. ST was plain thnt thought lay very heavy upon the Impressionable Cassy. He louuged lu the long chair which was his by nucient right. Ills eyes had dreams lu them; he nursed his right leg affectionately lu the way 1 knew so well. And presently: "I'm n nice sort of a fool, taking things all around," he burst out of a sudden. And he sat upright ant looked as though ho had thrown a challenge to me and to the world. "You shouldn't say that," said I. "Self-depreciation Is the worst thing possible In these conceited days." "I didn't come here to listen to your tinpot epigrams," said Cassy, fiercely. I was not offended I flatter myself that 1 have come to know Cassy a lit tle. "Very well, then. Who is she?" I asked him. Cassy's lips moved, and I caught the word before he spoke It aloud. "Grace," he said slowly. "It's a fine name for a girl, Isn't It?" The last assertively; the challenge was In his tone again. "It certainly wouldn't be much of a name for a boy," I suggested. He flared out anew at this, and I forced myself Into my old sympathetic mood. And Cassy, growing calmer: "Did you ever read do you ever read children's fairy tales, where everything Is right, and tits so easily Into Its place; where the poor student comes always to the princess, with arms held out to ward her and a smile on his face. Aad. If there be any wicked people they go awny, or die, or get out of the thing somehow, so thnt they can work no mischief. And everything ends Just as the poor student (aud the princess) de sire, nnd they arc happy ever after?" "I do read them sometimes." "I sometimes think," he said, "that It Is a great pity that we cannot live In that pleas-nut land of fairy tales. When I call now (ho was applying his thought to his own particular trouble) 1 nm never able to see her. The old man's all right, rather a jolly sort of chap altogether. But the mater hates me like polsou. She comes Into the room nil smiling, and says, that Grace Is out, or laid up with a slight attack of whatever illness happens to be fashion able at the time. (I give her credit for being a clever woman; she varies tuo complaint so neatly.) And then we talk about the weather ,nnd the last novel, nnd Rn (ill. and when I co. 'So glad you called, Mr. Cassy," aud I get out onto the street. When I turn the corner I nsk myself why It Is not fairyland, and why I can't go back with my faithful followers and carry her in triumpn from the house." "Yet always," I reminded lilra, "the poor student had many difficulties to conquer." "He did not have a Mrs. nepworth smith to encounter." said Cassy. "But she may be won over In time," I suggested. "Not bv me." sold Cassy. "I'm -no body. You don't know Grace, do you?" he added suddenly. "It Is my misfortune," I returned. "Well, of course, then, you don't un flerstand. You can't possibly under stnnd. She's " "That'll do. I'll take Grace for grant oil. Tbo nolnt now Is Mrs. Hepworth Smith, nnd the utter Indifference of the once kind gods. You can't see her; you want to to let her know soraetuingr "Yes," said Cassy wilti aeiiueration, "I think I do." "Whv don't you write, then?" Cassy was. aghast at my brilliant thought. Ho uncurled uis unco anu throw himself back In the chair as a man who has cast a burden from his uiimilrtnrs. He said: "It's great. I never thought about that for a mln "I'm nwf ully sorry, coming round and worrying you like this, uut "I'm niwnvs clad to be of service," I responded feebly, marveling at my masterstroko of cleverness. "uc what?" I "Oh, nothing. Only, If you know her I'm iure you would understand." , r-- 7 Tfr O The Behavior of Cassy. o o OP OQ And before ho left that night wo drank very solemnly to the rout of Mrs. Uepworth-Smlth und tho complete suc cess of tho Knight Cassy. "How long Is It since I saw you last?" questioned Cnssy. "Just over a week." "A week? It seems like n month." "Why," I said, ft little niniued, "riina tii new development?" "I wrote," said Cassy. Ho glared nt me. "Don't you hear uioj l wrote "Yes," I said. "And " "I wrote," ho repeated for tho third time. Ho leaned forward. He stared at mo as If to read a riddle. Theu ho receded luto the chair again, disgusted with life. A long pause. "I've had no answer," he tlnlshed rather theatrlcnlly. "My dear fellow," I said, "do you think the lady had her mind ready made up for you? I suppose am I right? It was not n letter to bo an swered offhand?" "Offhand," said Cassy with great scorn. "A week. One two three five six seven days." "Sometimes letters go Wrong In the post," I said, it u-hs onlv a straw, but Cassr In lim ed at It. I said (It was the only thing which occurred to tuc. and It was not good):' " "Write ngaln." ne replied: "Yes, I suppose so," Indifferently. "I wrote again," said Cassy, desolate and mournful. "It's just the same. No answer." This time I could say nothing. "I've had enough of this." said Cassy with emphasis. "I'm going to see n steamship Johnny I know. Big pot lu a shipping office somewhere. There must be lots of places where a fellow can go and enjoy himself a bit; aud why don't you say something?" he ask ed fiercely. "I'll wait Just n little longer." said Cassy, lfter. "And If Then I'll take a ticket for the Gold Coast, or Tlmbuctoo. One of those places where It's not over-liealthy unless you're used to It." "I'm done," said Cassy. "I was com ing through Stafford road the other afternoon, and I met Mrs. Hepworth- Smith. I Inquired after Miss Hep- worth-Smith, also Mr. Hepworth- Stulth. She thanked me. She said that Mr. Ilepworth-Smlth was In very good health, but that Miss Uepworth-Smlth was rather unwell. She said: " The doctors have advised me to take Grace abroad somewhere.' "I blurted out, 'Where? like a fool. I felt her look across at me (you know what I mean), nnd she said: 'Oh, we haven't quite decided that yet, Mr. Cassy. . I don't know what else I said, but I know that as I said good-by to, her I hesitated for a minute. I must have looked rather silly. She guessed what was In my mind. ' 'Grace Is quite too 111 to see anyone, Mr. Cassy,' was her parting shot." Cassy finished. There was a mourn ful silence. 'Well," I said at last 'It's as plain as anything to me," said Cassy. "It s Just her. kind way of letting me know Unit It s no game. And I wrote two letters one after the oth er. What a supreme iooi i must nave looked." "It's not so plain to me," I said. "I can't help it If you're so thick headed," retorted Cassy. I was not In request as a comforter that night. Everything was wrong. Things would never be the same again. So the curtain of the last act but one comes down (with slow sympathy) on the Hero Sad. The hero in the long chair, sad and depressed beyond words. And finally he said: "I'm goln' away. Next week, I think. This Isn't like the others. You think It Is. I tell you It Isn't." But a week later the curtain rose again. "Oh, It was great," said Cassy. "I went down to that shipping office I told you about to get catalogues and dates and that sort of thing." (Cassy was al ways a little vague when he was ex cited.) "It was a funny kind of a show, a long counter around three sides and wire railing facing you everywhere. And you can't guess there was a lady there, with her back toward me, argu ing with a clerk. I heard her say some thing about Madeira as I pushed the door open, and I seemed to know the voice. There waa another lady with her. It was Mrs. Hepworth-Smlth and Grace. I had a good mind to bolt when I saw her naturally but the swing door creaked, and Grace looked across at me. And somehow (I don't know how I did It) I whispered, You got my letter?' and she said. 'Your letter? No.' Her mater waa ragging the fellow be hind the wire netting with her back to ward us still. And I don't know what else I said, or what she said, but It's all right, anyhow. Mrs. Hepworth Smith turned round sullenly. Dick, her face was a study. 'Now, who would have thought of seeing you here, Mr, Cassy?' 'I should like my letter now, mother.' said Grace, 'If you please.' Then we went outside, and left her mater to fight It out with tho poor chap behind tho wire. "Ho looked a bit surprised, too. And afterward we all went home to Mr. Hepworth-Smlth, but he was all right at the finish." Cassy wound up breathlessly. I con eratulated him. "And I've got to thank you," said Cassy, "for listening to mo and letting me tell you things, ana an that I said I was not aware that I bad done anything, which In truth I had nor. He flung himself In the long chair. He remained there for perhaps ten wconds. He got up; he stood with his back to tho fire, his hands lu his poclt cts, for perhaps another teu seconds. Ho faced round suddenly nnd nt tired Into the lire. Then ho Jerked his hands out of his pockets. Ho walked to the window aud pulled the blind aside with a huge noise. Outside It was milling hard. Tho lamplight gleamed yellow pools In tho pavement. "Let's go for n wulk," said Cassy. "It's grand." "Why, It's raining," I remonstrated feebly. "Whnt's the matter with It?" he said, staring hard through the window. "You cnu't iHisslhly stop Indoors u night like this." That night ho nearly dragged me off my logs. So thnt evidently Cassy's fnlrytalehad ended lu the old approved fashion. Penny Pictorial Magazine. WOULD NOT BUILD A CHURCH. A a Consequence lie W'n Compelled tc bKln the .Country. "Tweuty-llve years ago," said a mln Jng man, "I was lu a Colorado town aud one day u sheep herder came li with a report of a gold find and collect ed eleven .of us to go with hlui to It to organize It luto u district and stake oil our claims. We got through with It too late lu the dny to start home again, so we camped In our blankets. e were stretched around the tire when some one proposed that we devote the time before going to sleep to telling wlto we were aud what brought us to llmt re mote country. Scarcely a man lu tlit party was known by his name, 'Judge' and 'Doc' and 'Parson' and 'Shorty and 'Cockeye and such characteristic sobri quets designing each of us. Most of the men were simply floaters and drift ers, nud they ,wcro there because It happened so and there was a chauce to get rich quick and easy. When It came to 'Shorty's' turn to respond he star tled us by the story of a tragedy in which he nnd killed two men lu Ver mont nnd escaped because the sym pathy of the community was with him, although not sufficiently o to permit him to remain at home. The wild West was his best opening and he hud come there to end his days In whatever way he might. The' story cast a gloom over the assemblage, so to speak, which was lightened somewhat by the spokesman calling on the 'Parson.' "'Well, Parson,' he said, 'what brought you out here?' '"You've called me right,' laughed that member, 'for I wns a parson. 1 had a place In a small town lu Penn sylvania, a wife and five children nud ?400 a year, with mighty dern few do nation parties. I struggled along the very best I could, trying to be u Chrl tlan under the circumstances and will ing to lessen my chances to enter the kingdom of heaven by 23 per cent, for a 115 per cent. Increase of pay, when the end came by my refusing to build a church.' ' 'The Idea of a preacher In that fix building a church seemed to be so fun ny that everybody laughed, and 'How was that. Parson?' came from half a dozen questioners. "'Oh,' he replied, hesitatingly, 'the congregation raised $7,314.00 to build a church and I skipped out with It.' " Washington Star. FARM THAT FLOATS IN A RIVER. Arsenal Island, In the Mississippi! Coutttantlr thuniliif Its 1'ositlon. Many of the islands in the Mississippi Itlver are known to be constantly changing their positions, but the most restless of them, und perhaps the most remarkable Island In the world, Is Ar senal Island, now of Illinois, but some times of Missouri. Besides Its Jour neys up and down the river, the Island occasionally takes a trip across the deep-water channel, consequently shift ing from tho Missouri to the Illinois shore. Major Thomas n. Handbury, of the corps of United States engineers, be lieves that Arsennl Island will eventu ally become a part of Missouri terri tory, and says its constant movement Is easily explained. Tho dirt on its upper end washes away under the force of the river current and accretions form at the lower end. Arsenal Island has also been known as Quarantine Island. Both names in dicate the use to which It was put be tween 1850 and 1807, when a quaran tine station nnd the United States ar senal were maintained there. But Ar senal Island Is the official name and Is used In all land grants nnd deeds that have been made with reference to it. The Island Is the property of J. S. Plttsflcld, of Illinois, but Is leased by Joseph R. Jobln, who lives upon It. His house is In the midst of a pretty grove of willows, elms, sycamores aud cottonwoods at the upper end of the island. It Is a modest little one-story building with five rooms, which aro very clean and comfortable. It Is sur rounded by storage-houses and poultry yards. Stretching away from the grove are many acres of fertile land, which Is In an excellent state of cultivation. The proprietor told a reporter of the Post' Dispatch that his hope Is to convert tho plnco Into a stock ranch. Since ho landed there In 1893 he says that more than fifty acres have been washed from Its upper end and fully as many acres have been added to Its lower end. Since 1853 Arsenal Island has moved southward 8,000 feet. St. Louis Post Dispatch. A Feminine Trait. Mrs. Hoon "They say that Mrs. Swlftstnith Is greatly troubled with In somnia." Mr. Iloon "Yes; I understand that she discovered the fact a week or so ago that her husband talks In his Bleep, and she hasn't slept a wink slnco for fear of missing something." Harper's Bazar. Some people aro chronic liars, but tho dumb man always keeps his word. LONDON NOT SO SLOW. TEACHES EVERY SCHOOLGIRL TO BE A HOUSEWIFE. llrltl.li (lovernmenl llu. Hcun IliUM lu Addition, to Itaeh P"" Hc'""'' fur ., Kxtr.iordl.iurr Departure In Uji-to-Uute Hdueiitloii. Loudon Is not so slow. U iiindc .on the first Mommy lu July u dep tu o that may astonish the aehool boards In most American cities, and If the exper iment turns out as expected, tho U don schoolgirl will becotno collectl. ' ) tho best trained housewife In the worm. The best assurance of tho Importance of this movement Is that the British Government Is the "mover"-the dug glsh, uueuthuslnstlc old Government that really takes a long lime to adopt new Ideas and learn new trick, but when once It gets them learned will Jjo on forever conscientiously doing them without missing a detail of the most Intricate plan, until It Is called off. It wns eompnratlvcly a long time ago that somebody high up In British edn ONE Of TUB aOVBItXMKNTS XHW t'OOKHUY HCHOOl. catlonal circles said: "Well, now we've arranged that every child shall be obliged to go to school. If the girls lind been at home, their mothers would have taught them to cook; now they won't learn unless we teach them, and I think we'd better bo about It." Aud so, In every odd corner that the London School Board could discover, a sohool kltchen wns opened and the girls were taught there. After a while, somebody else, nlso much esteemed as an educa tor, remarked that laundry work was almost as Important as cookery aud that It ought to be taught, too, and straightway a whole series of little lauudrles was opened and equipped. Sometimes the kitchen nnd laundry were In the same building, but more often they were not; nnd they were hardly ever In a school building proper, nnd so when It came time to switch the girls off from the multiplication table aud verbs and ask them to consider the hasty pudding or the Ironing board, the class had to put on Its hat aud adjourn to tho "center," as the laundry-kitchen places are called, perhaps blocks away. But In spite of these disadvantages all the little schools have prospered ami are doing n remarkable work. In fact, with Increased Government grants, more and more experienced teachers and general abldlnc enthusl asm, girls were coming out so skilled In cookery and laundry work thnt It seemed a pity they dldu't understand the other details that make up "home management" ns well. The School Board asked for a grant for this pur pose, but Uie Government frowned. Undaunted, the board arranged to teach "housewifery" anywny, and did. They have made such a success of It, too, that the Government relented a while ago and mnde a new grant, as re quested. The board know exactly what it wanted to do with this grant. It laid plans at once to build an addition lo every lubllc school In London, wherein all of the pupils who were lucky enough to bo girls should be taught every brunch of housekeeping under ono roof, wiping out altogether the old system of "centers." The first outward and visible sign of tile scheme us perfected Is a small stone building up lu New Kent road, which was formally opened by Lady Loudon derry, aud begun business on July 1. The course covers half a day every week for three years. Most of tho girls will begin at 11 years of age, and begin at the bottu ... . ....... ... ..iii-ii far what hi TEn- Willi lenriiiuH " ...- ---- - gland Is called "the scullery" leiiruliift To clean the "Ink, lo nhluu tint pot ami pans, to ncour the knives, oven to po sb shoei. Krom U.Ih humble start practice theory go hand In . the drainage pipe K'Ih rlogKcd U - children not only will ! U-w to flush .he Pipe or even tiike I m Ink apart hut wli.it are Hie hyg lei.le ren. ons that make I. iim.HH.iry. These .on sons will be net down In notebook, on, and m.ou after It will he the nubjeet . a written examination, which mlKh iilHo deal will, the fuscluutluK mil.J't of lump cleaning or ''' wire "f if t:l. V part of every one of the present "center" I fitted up a nn ordinary woikli.gmnn'K dwelling. In the mom jtiHt above there may !' tlvlwn mo elaborate ami costly for cookery mnl other household work, but In this de partment there Is nothing hut H'' or dinary utensils that would be found In the poorest family's kitchen. The girl student Invent a mythical family, even .specifying the ngi-n of It varloun mem her; then, having decided that the famllv cannot afford a dinner to cot over. Kay. a shilling, they draw up e oral bills of fare within that modest limit. Then they lake basket on lltelt arms and visit grocer nlid liulehcr, bargaining tor the provision they need with a prudence ami economy that wotdd have delighted even Poor Itlch ard. Once home again with their oup plies, they proceed to cook them, nnd not only plan to make every erap go as far as possible, but lo um up anything that may have been left over on the dny before. The stove has already been polished and the fire laid. Some of the girls stay to dinner, eat the thing!, clear away aud wash up. The menu Is hardly ever the same two days running, for the girls are equal either to a banquet or a meal of gruel. They learn which food are the most nourishing nud give them the prefer ence. In the laundry conter the girl wash clothes and Iron them; their own, most ly, brought from home. The garment look white nud neat, and there I a graceful promise lu the fact, for the English washwoman of to-day I the Nemesis of your linen. Apparently there I nothing whatever In the way of household management that these girls don't Irani. The girl are taught home nursing, ton. In a room one was found lu bed and two behind were propping her up with an arrangement composed of two chairs, while another girl changed the sheet. Another was sitting nlncldlv In n fOmtr tfli 111 nn li uglnury wound In the hand, apparently of a most alarming and pulnrul nature, was being put Into baudliges by n llttlu tot of some 11 or 12 yenrs, and ucrosn tho room another serious ense of an Imaginary Injured bend was being treated with great skill and uncouceni. Boys nre left entirely out of the School Hoard's scheme. Hut at tho Na tional Training School, where n good many of the tenehers of housewifery nre educated, there was a class of ur chins from the Kast End all busy with pots and pans In the hope of becoming chefs when they graduate. Old st or Vfluctub'nt. Onions and cucumbers are two of tho very oldest known vegetables. Like peas the Egyptians grew tliein at least thirty centuries ago. Indeed, to tho onion belongs probably tho honor of being tho first vegetable primeval man ever made trlnl of. Onions aro not found growing wild anywhere, but a kind of leek Is not uncommon in Southern Slberln, which Is very llko tho Welsh nntlonal emblem. Sotno peoplo hnvo a way of doing' nnthbjit that makes you mad. THUMPRT OaU.4 lu' Her. BoUB(Uaw U tk. U-r.4.V4"(Ult(l tm ..... The man who is mv " doing docu nothing ,vwi, JiH The empty barrel soon fnl,t ' Dream of bignm m D J1 greatness. 01 "NJ A giant slu mttv Urn , Hinnll loop-hole. ""'uw ri Tho only safe way to climb llv . ' dcrls to keep looking m New truth win (lw k , "ottlen nuUu ZZ crenuoii is of Uie Creator. b J devil turns It into iltmtlon. 1 There I no tree taro frnltfu ' the cross plnulc.1 u, lne locality I not so potent ai !, making a lialtli-KtvliiK dluiau In the measure in wMpi, ... : am not my own,- mi thlnr. bZ vours. ' ""a If everything wns dono lo tbe.kj Clod there would . KWKl done and a good deal Bor( J There are some c iirUtlani h0ll', bo pinched everywhere but In tbtif m u-.iiimu r.,it,, - - - ' - - "-H I'illll, A mint's profession li like (mo, tl,.,,. It lu ..... .. I . ... . " ""J in uwt 41 IIIIM-H-, 0UlllflH, a good Idea of what it will be Theological ehuiigcn do uoUffwa I.... .Ml... .. .....7 Muni mi) mure uinil lnn book affect the slinpe of the fartt. If yon depend on the nripMu, your redemption you mint uotfl mnl. kin.- I'm . m4ipv iiiiiKi's jou uMm CHARGED THE UOARDERlxTU Hut tho I(iitt!luilx Found Hi K Thov wvn Mi'iitnl (oithr t of an Incoming siihurliaa tn!i & other moritlnit. so mnr to Tho Sum. er that ho could not mold bn.V - -.1 .. ., imi-ij win it mi iiirii iuuirrauu li rat woman got on .ne train t(n Hon ahead of the Ihla iroiiun. "Well, how do you dor ti te began, effusively, ns ioou aiibU dropped Into the sent nlon;iIJetJi former. "Why. how du joo dot I. L'lml to see vou. Didn't kuow 1 torA to tuko boarders since 1 uv;oife did you;' Tho fat womnu admitted herlpi mice on that sub led. "Well, 1 have," contlnutJ tbc ai woman. "How do I like Itl has Its draw-backs; lots of em." j "Vch, 1 suppose It uiunt bw,' Rented the fat woman. "Iloanlmii! grumble, boarder with biff ijpCb and nil that sort of thiii?." I "Mv. talking of bourdon tltH 1 appetites," rejoined ll.o tlilo n vni miL'lit to see the new bwfai ' got yesterday. A young fellow, ulH seemed to have hu iniicu wtq i.imri?iil him S'J more a wetk tbaiff of my other boarders. Hut, u,H can certainly eat. Una wmwh n,,. luniun this niornliiL'. Wbitibf think of sending out for chop rH times, hot cakes twice, onaconecw ho must have swallowed nre ni l....u. ri'lintl lllll llDtfltOOS he lit f enough for three ordinary men. JsB dreamed there could ne fo mui" ..... .. ........ r uucli n small mil ' l, 111 iiinmu w. ........ - - i. ...... I,. imrrnlll allutr I'OlirDl-, II mini" n"- he was eating. Why don't I m he mustn't eat so much? 'W'lfB want to lose him. don't HtnmW I'm miiKing iuuwj .. ..... i.... nun knawi M rIeH off tho prize for big elto out nnd see mm some nun-. ; your while, I'll guarantee jou. "She'll bo too late, madia posed a young fellow wbo, ieat to the rear of the tirow remained unnoticed by them. . .. tm in vour boon' iienevo in iuh.... ' .lm.ti more. It doesn't exnc U, ltg way. l no money i- ., vaifce. including . h. will pay you wen . . oxpenso I've put you to. bow lug; 1 get on uw- . .tMm It was fully ve 'nlnuf iih.i ..wnv from the fore tho woman spoke, nnd nii was; , i.yri "uvii. who'd n thought It' delphla Inquirer. . Apples, pears, grnpt f" ' , fruits produce Ind v aro corciess or ,ttnt n rule in tneso cmy ,fl smaller than In. .L. The value of these nuuu , ponds on tho uses to w Wcd bo put. No special tnlue u fro... the seedless ap ?c'5Jm" the grapes oHcM rW ... mi n ..m.rn place 1" cu' 1UI11B 111! -Meehau's Monthly. '-V.Vork's,oooS bo tho largcsi m .- - . M w within Its boun.lnrlww .. mm next largest . u ington, which HOB - gar' llu garden hns 00, tuo and tho LondongnnS. "Wl.ntnreyouwo.w-,- VcrIJ a AM V W?M!OXP !" 1101 I ft!? TO uaillM li.. III I "1 0CIOUJJ IV . . and can't pay M due9' Truth.