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.