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W A SH IN G T O N Down tiw» meadow, down the meadow, See her where she goes! Surely never lass In Yeddo Tripped it upon fleeter toes! Hark! how jolly!—“ Mollie, Mollie,” Comes the call from far away; And the answer girlish folly— "Mollie’s making hay.” Just, the picture for a sonnet To be writ upon Roguish face within a bonnet. Hidden from the ardent sun. Not a shred of melancholy In the whole sweet summer day; Skies a blur of blue, and Mollie— Mollie making hay ! By ray faith, ere long a farmer Every swain will be. With so lovable a charmer, Going iu for husbandry. Ere another lover trample Where my eager heart would sway, (Mollie’s set me an example!) I’ll be making hay. •-Detroit Free Press. AN OLD STORY. “ It la of no im p !" »aid Mary desperate- J r ” 1 can’t think of a single thing to nay.” She sat and frowned gloomily, biting the end of her penholder. Now and then she ran her hand distractedly through her hair. This was a trick of hers when thinking hgrd, and, as a rule, the result was more startling than pleasing. ‘‘It is of no use!’ she said again, but this time with a different inflection. "I mustn't sit here and give way to lazi ness like this. If I don’t write a tale we can’t pay the grocer's 1)111! I must and will begin, only what on earth am 1 to way?” Mary’s brain was fertile enough, and her busy fancy generally delighted in spinning love stories and the like. Iu the early days of her scribbling she had been greatly laughed at by her mother and sisters, but when welcome little checks began to come in return for bulky envelopes sent through the post tin: tone of the family altered and Mary had for some time been regarded as a person of inu>ortanoe. Perhaps they overrated her powers, for they had come to the conclusion that Mary could do almost anything. M ary’s head was looked upon as a bank upon which an unlimited amount of modest demands could be drawn, and the girl now and then felt a trifle over whelmed as she realized what was ex pected of her. “Oh, Mary must write a tale!” her mother would say easily, when an ad ditional expense was suggested. So the fancy of the moment would be indulged In, and Mary would shut herself up In the little room she called her own, whence In due time she would emerge tired but triumphant. On this particular morning, however, she racked her brains in vain. She tried her hardest to think of some slender framework upon which to hang the usual mild love-making, but the more she tried to woo “the muse,” the more obstinately did the said muse refuse to respond to her advances. “I feel exactly ns If a wet sponge had been passed over my brain,” she thought, despairingly. “There doesn’t seem a single idea left.” Just then a gentle rap came at the door. “Come in,” said Mary, impatiently. She never liked to be interrupted when she was trying to work, and Just now she felt iiiore than usually cross. Her face relaxed a little, however, when she saw her visitor. “ You, John! I thought it was Jenny. 1 wondered whatever she wanted now.” “ Poor Jenny,” said the newcomer, laughing. “ Poor Mary,' I think,” rejoined Mary, dolefully. . “W hy, whatever is the matter?” ask ed John Hedmoud, taking a seat, and evidently preparing to make himself as comfortable as circumstances per mitted. He looked very strong and ca pable as he smiled down upon Mary, and the girl w as conscious of a distinct feeling of relief, tlhmgli she linidly knew Its source. "W e ll,” said Mary. “ I feel worried and bothered. You know. John, how much all onr folks hare got lu the way of looking to me for help in mon ey matters?” “Yea, I know.” replied John, with a rather etarlous Inflection. “I like to do It,” said Mary quickly. “ It makes me very glad and happy to do It. I should not say a word about It to anybody but you. but you already know these details. You are such an In timate friend of the family, aren’t you?** “A very intimate friend of the fam ily,” echoed tha young man gravely. “A nd mother has often told you how easy It was for ms to earn a few pounds, hasn’t she?” “Very often," answered the young mao again. #1th the same gravity. “W ell, John.” said Mary, lifting a pair o f very earnest eye s to his, her accents full o t sorrow and dismay. “ I am some times afraid l can’t keep on doing It.” “ W h at makes you think so?” asked John gently } “1 can’t think of anything.” said Mary, the teara brimming up Into her eyca. “I have sat here this morning for nearly ail hour, and not a single idea has come to me. A nd—I didn't dare to tell mother and the. girls—my last story was rejected. It was such a blow, for I had been counting on the money to buy Jenny’s summer dress. She was rather cross when I told her she must wait a while longer.” “My dear little soul," «aid the young man. “you are overworked. That is tue simple explanation of the whole mat ter.” The kindness of his tone seemed to altogether break down M ary’s compos ure, for, after a momentary struggle for calmness, she dropped her head into her hands and cried heartily. John Redmond's face presented a cu rious study, so muuy were the emotions that passed rapidly over It. He made an Involuntary movement toward the little weeping ligure, but the next mo ment checked himself and waited quietly until Mary herself spoke. “ I don’t know whatever you will think of me,” she said rather shame facedly, as she wiped her eyes. “I don’t know what made me do It. B u t I am so much obliged to you for letting me ‘have It out.’ I am better now.” “To be sure you do,” said John, with a friendly and rather tender laugh. “1 have alw ays understood that a ’good cry’ was a great luxury to young la dies.” “ For pity’s sake don’t call me n 'young lady, ” cried Mary, with an as sumption of her usually energetic man ner. “I do hate that phrase.” "Just as you please^’ returned John, easily. “W hat shall 1 call you? Novel ist? Journalist?” “ Neither one nor the other,” said Ma,ry, flushing a little, a shade of her late despondency again falling upon her. “ I am nothing iu the world but a writer of penny love stories, and los ing even the'small amount of capabil ity required for that.” COUNTY H A TCH ET IN with an air of resignation. “There Is a girl In it, 1 suppose.” “Oh, yes!” returned John, very de cidedly. “There Is a girl In It; and an uncommonly nice girl, too.” “Good gracious!” said Mary. “ It Is all easy enough. Describe me her ap pearance, character and surroundings. Tell me what she did, and how she did It. Then explain where the man comes In —for there Is a man In it, I suppose?” "Oh, yes!” said John, as decidedly as before. “There Is a man In I t ” A SH A D Y NOOK. IniU -h P x ip l, ln ter w i t h t h e I ’ ti rltan, . * “ Well, what about him?” asked Mary. “ Dear me, John! I might as well In vent a thing myself, and have doue with It, If you can’t tell me straight off.” “ I ’ll tell you!” said John, with the air of a man determined to make the plunge. “Only- M ary—promise me one thing. Don’t laugh at my story.” “Can’t I laugh if It is funny?” re joined Mary. “ It Isn’t,” said John. “W ell, not ex actly. Er— in fact. I don’t know how it will strike you. I meant, don’t laugh at my clumsy way of telling It.” “O f course not,” replied Mary, kind ly. “And I’m sure I ’m very much ob liged to you, John, for taking all this trouble.” “ W ell,” began John, “this girl—the girl I am thinking of, you know—lived at home with her mother and sisters. The father had died some years be fore, leaving just enough money to supply their bare wants, but no more.” “ I quite understand,” said Mary in a tone which had a good deal of "fellow feeling” In It. “So, of course,” went on John, “life was more or less of a struggle with them. But, happily, one of the girls— this special girl I began to talk about —developed quite a talent for—for----- ” “ For what?” said Mary rather sharp ly. “ For painting,” returned John quick ly. “She used to pa'.nt quite lovely “That Is nonsense,” exclaimed John, little things and sell them to the shops/ "Yes,” said Mary, “but wkcu doea now speaking earnestly. “As 1 said before, you, are overworked. You have the romance come In, Johu/^ been doing too much. Your brain needs "I am coming to that,” replied John. rest, and it ought to have one, Mary.” "G ive me time, Mary.” “ Well, it can’t, Just at present,” said “Oh, of course,” said Mary, amiably. Mary, shaking her head very decided So after a pause John went on again. “ Years before, when these girls were ly. “There is Jenny’s new dress and the grocer’s bill. I shall know no peace quite little, their father had shown a until those two tilings are off my mind.” great kindness to an almost friendless John was silent for a minute, but he boy.” looked troubled. Mary started and a faint color crept " I f I could Just get an Idea.” said Into her cheeks; but John took no heed Mary, more hopefully, “I think I could and his voice became firmer and clear work It out. I seem to have used up er. “To the action of that good man the everything! I have written about lost heirs and lost wills—about the heiress boy owed whatever success came to who pretended to be poor and the ad him In after life. He never forgot this venturess who pretended to be rich. I and he often wondered how he could have told about the man who express best repay the debt he owed.” Johu paused, but Mary did not speak. ed the utmost detestation of ‘the new “And as the time went on he found woman* and ended by falling madly In love with one. I have related the his the debt increased rather than dimin tory of the girl who determined to have ished. For though his first benefactor a ‘career’ and finally gave up all for had passed away, he had left kindly love. These things are all worn out, hearts behind him. And as the boy John! They have become so feeble grew into manhood he prized more and that I am ashamed to press the poor more the welcome lie ever received from those good women and felt that thiugs Into further service.” In the whole world there was no spot John smiled. “They are far from dying, Mary. so dear to him as the one they called home.” They are full of vitality yet.” Again John paused, but Mary made “Well, somebody else may have them,” said Mary, returning the smile. uo effort to break the silence. “ At least, for a while. 1 may be glad "H e loved them all,” said John, to fall back on them some day. but “ but”—here a new tenderness crept Just now I should like something fresh. Into his voice—“he learned at last that All sorts of queer things are constant for oue of them he had the love which ly happening In real life If I could only a man only gives to one woman In the get to hear them. John, haven’t you world. She was not, I think, quite an Idea of any kind? Or some little understood by her mother and sisters, tiling that has come within your own much as they cared for her. She had experience? Anything that holds a a talent which she was glad to turn to tiny spice of romance, you know.” useful account, but the others hardly John looked at her a moment and realized that the task which was gen seemed Inclined to speak. Then his erally a pleasure might at times be mind apparently altered and he shook come very hard and wearisome. They thought It was play for her to sit down Ills head. So sometimes her heart "O h !" cried Mary disappointedly, and paint. “ that Is too bad. You look exactly as failed her a little.” Mary’s face was very white now. but If you hail an Idea.” “ Well,” said John slowly, “a faint the color rushed suddenly back into It glimmering did seem to come to me. as John gently took her hand Into his but I am afraid you will think it silly.” own. “This young man loved her, M a r y - "D o tell me!" exclaimed Mary. “ I loved her more dearly that I can quite shall be so grateful.” “And l don’t know that It is partic tell you. But he waited a long time ularly new,” went on John in the same before he dared to speak to her. He knew how much depended upon her in doubtful way. "W ell, never mind,” said Mary, in the home, and he felt he had uo right a businesslike way. “ A great deal de to take her away until his position pends on the treatment of a subject. would enable him to offer comfort to Sometimes a very hackneyed theme her and to those dear to her. It often can be made to sound quite fresh. 1 seemed a weary while, and his heart have noticed It in several instances. often ached. But the time came at last. The time when he felt free to speak.” Go on, John.” lie paused, anti for a few minutes She fixed her eyes on him expectant ly, and a smile dawned in the young there was between them a deep silence. Then his hand clasped hers more fer woman’s eyes as he looked at her. “ Is It humorous?” asked Mary iniio- vently, and he said “ Mary!” cently, as she saw the smile. As if Irresistibly compelled, she look " I don’t know,” answered John, re ed into his eyes. And In that moment lapsing Into gravity. “That eutirely a full knowledge of what she had never depends upon how they regard it. before even guessed swept over her. Things appeal so differently to differ She knew the sweetest of all earthly ent minds, don’t they?" things—that she loved, and was be “They do.” rejoined Mary promptly. loved. "Sometimes I have written things "You were quite right, dearest." said which 1 thought were funny, but other John a while later. "The difficulty lies people entirely failed to see the Joke, in making a start. Everything comes and on the other habd I have been quite easily afterward.” laughed at for sentences which were “The story Is very hackneyed,” whis penned with perfect seriousness. But pered Mary. "But, oh. John!”—with a to pn>ceed with the subject In hand. I’ half mischievous, wholly tender look wish you would begin. John, for the “ Isn’t it wonderful how anything so time Is getting on. and l shall be mis old can be so Interesting?” London So erable unless I succeed lu making a ciety. good start this morning.” “There Is a lot in making a good H e S a w It . start. Isn't there?” asked John, with To appreciate thoroughly what it evident anxiety. means to play to au empty house mays “Oh! a great deal.” said Mary. “It the New York Evening Sun) one must is often the most difficult thing (msaible travel to Brooklyn to attend a Wednes to start. Once fairly begun the work day matinee. At such a performance Is comparatively easy, because oue of “Johu-a Dreams,” a school girl sat In thing seems to lead to another.” an orchestra chair and there was a “I see!” replied John, reflectively. young man In the front row of the bal Then a long silence fell between them cony. The scene is the deck of a yacht, “ Do go on!” said Mary, Impatiently, and as Henry Miller emerged from the at last. cabin and gazed into the empty gulf be* “ Well, the fact Is. Mary.. I” —with fore him. be spoke hie first line; “The considerable emphasis on the pronoun se* la purple, have you. too« noticed —“(lml a difficulty In starting. 1 think It?* Au lnstaut later a voice came I could go ou If the subject were only from the balcony: “WeH, I don’t know begu n.” about the lady down-ataln, but 1 can “ Lot tue help you out,” said Mary. see It all righ t* W H A T W E O W E TO HOLLAkd M anx AN A R S E N A L IN THE C LO U D S . A W a r A i r s h i p W h i c h I s B e i u * Con s tru cted fo r Cuban S ervic e. Cuba Is going to fight the Spaniards from the clouds. In a secluded grove In Florida a French engineer now has under construction an airship which Is to be placed In the Cuban service. It will carry 125 men, 1,000 rifles, a half million rounds of rifle ammunition and dynamite shells. The airship Is one of the most remarkable thiugs of its kind ever conceived by an aeronaut. Its chief feature, which excites the great est wonder, is its extreme lightness con sidering Its tremendous strength. The airship consists of a boat-shaped car that does not swing, but Is held solidly, though pendant, from a cluster of five balloons. These balloons are held steadily In place by five aluminum belts, which go around the girths of the balloons and are connected at the points of con tact by easy working ball-bearing Joints, so that there can be no strain, and each belt can give gently one way or the other, as the balloon It holds might sway, without getting away from Its mare. In this way the bal loons are always manageable. Besides the system of network which surrounds the balloons and which holds them attached to the car there are aluminum braces securing the belts or girths to the car below. These braces are also the stays for the sails forward and at the sides for steering purposes. The principle upon which this wonderful airship Is steered is the same which governs the sailing of a yacht. A series of uprights over the car and Just under the lower valves of the balloons sustains a shaft, which Is revolved by electricity, and turns an Immense fan, or screw at the rear of the ship, which acts as an air rudder as well as a propeller Every piece of metal In the entire construction of this greyhound of the air is of aluminum. nre nine windows r*n each side. so?r»#»tHn«r morn than ten feet apart. A AN A I USUI I* To DO The Kolia nil tongue ia a dlaiee, the Teutonic, or primitive it / -,* 1 took a distinct form at the clos, i eleventh century. It Is a HiHlon „(a. [eets. a mixed language, like 01lr ** English. In sound It Is neither soft mus leu I, yet dignified, sonorous «y phatle. almost every |»ilys..llab|,. being descriptive of the object It * nut cm . To the Dutch Conter U concede glory of having discovered the an printing "the art preservative g arts" else we might have lieen oil parchment to-day. Who know,; The correct version of the Seri owes Its origin to the synod of r reehl In BBS. The oldest literary positions of the Dutch are very sink to the I’latt-Deutseh of the (Jer2 which Is to Cermany what Pnmw is to France. The great Eraanm,, the literary king of Christen,km „ the llrst to teat'll the classic (invk iht- English. Iu fact. Holland is a country «g, for first things. When the piu» sough! refuge in Holland they within sight of the greatest unit of Klirope. The light of Leyden', I, lug shone brightly all over Europ, the eighteenth century. That put England from which the settlen New England came swarmed Dutch Immigrants, weaver« and bi makers, and it became the very plot of Congregationalism audXog fortuity, an outgrowth of Dutch vinlsm. As many went to Ko; from the Dutch province of Erl l-’riesish was grafted on to their Saxon and became one of the (oh of our own language. The Dutch the foundation for manufacturing commercial supremacy lu (ireaU aiu. white are very stylish for wear with cotton or pique costumes, and as they wash and clean easily are not expen Although devoted to industrial sive. Bluck gloves are well favored in Burls with light toilettes trimmed In suits, they were the inventors ol black, but here they are chiefly notic (minting. "T he first smile of therey ed with mourning gowns, or with even lie wus art." It seems a little ou ing gowns of black and some brilliant place to say they Invented oil paia contrast. White and ficelle, very pale the invention was more of an lut straw, suede are the fashionable even tion, when we view the masterpiw ing colors for full dress, with pearl- Kembrandt, whose pictures are t gray, lavender and pale tan following. tllct between light and sbadov White gluee and suede gloves in four whom it had been said that, who hooks or buttons, plain or stitched on eeivlng them, lie had vision« of the back with black, are worn for vis and shadows whleb spoke to hit iting, concerts, driving, etc. There is before he committed them to rat« much favor shown to such gloves In W hen the Pilgrims went to Hoi white glace or dressed kid with hook some of them took to themselreo fastenings. After white the tan and wives and brought them to Ameti brown shades are favored.—Ladies’ that the Mayflower strain isn't Home Journal. English. The Puritans, who am New England ten years later, hi* ART A M O N G THE ESKIM OS. ferret! upon posterity a purer ancestry, providing the imtni C l e v e r C a r v e r s in I v o r y a n d S o m e were not from the Dutch settled W h o Can S k e t c h . tions of England. Nearly all the W e did much entertaining, as we tary leaders o f our colonists were were continually visited by different ed in the Dutch armies. The ( members of the tribe of two hundred or of Connecticut, politically «lu: more. They were content to sit and Holland, took as a model In share the warmth and shelter of our Connecticut's constitution the D house, and gaze on the curious things republic.—Chicago Tribune. it contained. They would turn the pages of a magazine by the hour, and. B R E E D S W O R M S FOR SALE, holding the book upside down, ask questions about the pictures. What M u i t i e F u n n e r K u i s e , a n d Se ll. *r f o r H a l t i n g Purpose*. particularly pleased them was anything Josiali Crewdye, a farmer In the shape of a gun, knife, or ammuni tion. Of eating they never tired. The nearly three miles front this pint amount of food they consumed was Joys the reputation of being tie- astonishing, and they pa»*i ‘ulai ly rev angleworm raiser lu Maine. H, eled in our coffee, biscuit, and peinmi eupies an old farm and uses««? ca n. This love was manifested by a primitive hothouse for bis wura little ditty that they sang quite often: ouy. The box In which he kept covered the floor of the old i “Uh-bis-e-ken, fh-pem-e-keui." house und was built four feet detjj The women are very clever with the tilled with soil to within needle, and as most of us had adopted inches of the top. the Innnit boo, of sealskin, which re During last spring ami quired frequent mending, they were Crewdye and Ills boys gathered always in demand. In mechanical in festive "night walkers” ia large genuity they are remarkable. Both tities and whenever any plows men ami women are carvers in ivory. done the Istys walked behind pails anil gathered up the worn» were forthwith trausfcrretl to culmtor. Crewdye estimates put three barrels of "walkers” incubator during the summer. Dec. 1 to Jan. 1, INHi. Crewdtt thirty-eight quarts of worms it ipiart. Fishermen left « * * Charles Blank's grocery in thet for Crewdye, and he brought worms to till all demands. *** cold snap came on in FebrnaffiJ thermometer run down to S below zero the worms were w and kept on multiplying ami thf_ The day after Christina* Ctr son Karl was in the i nr abater his father remove the uianurrh box, intending to replace It This work wus called "h* crawlers.” K ail ployed "" ** monies, making unite n ■«! was surprised, as w;,s ids » B A T T L E Foil observe the worms working« the ground, their heads stir about two Inches, while the.' their heads to and fro a» if series of long, narrow openings, closed with aluminum bars, run around the upper guard which incloses the upper deck of the boat. mean ability. This This marvelous air coach is provid tn l>e remarked in regard ed with comfortable accommodations tile pencil, one Of them, for 125 men. There Is an electrical on- drew from niemorr n »to1 giue room, an electrical kitchen, and speetive, with the roller, bedrooms, saioking-rooui and an obser " »t e n and that. ton. in vatory. The Vessel is lighted, heated a«-.! artistic vtiiy.- <Century and worked by electricity. Water is taken from the clouds, and not a spark London's O ld est lies o f fire is used iu working this mon Probably t|,e oldest r, strous air ship. The balloon vaiws Ion,loti is frosby Halt, t, are operated by a system of electric street, in the city. This vv, buttons, and there is no confusion of titan .-s«i year» ago, was on ropes or Urn*. The observatory is pro- " f Kit-hard III., and a fte r« vtded with powerful glasses, and white •lenco ot Sir Thomas Jb,n the operator can ride far above the this building that Sltak»!» earth, out of reach ot the longest rang.- «o.*ne of Klftutrd'S plots („ guns known to military scienc e, he can I " f the young princes. taring the enemy’s camp close to his range of vision and can throw dyna Something wTtizzedthrot mite bombs down upon his hih-ersifrles a dlstanoe of about t,,u t, head of W illiam the with remarkable precision. " " n s t i t that a it arrow?* monarch. " I t went rather --- -- nui a narrow.” said the court outing wear, four honk or bntl from rhat moment his ,,t! are corrfert lu gl.-tfe ot ftqn. haw In importance and re.,, Utter M i « heavier than i ItiittanafHi* Journal. | dressed kid. Theae are In t« " h , t h:>» •’c c o m e o F th e f and gray shades. Chamois man who parted bis hair in death to hear the mtitdC- boy ceased playing the worn» ltaek into their warm bed», was told and was doubted porter saw the story with his mouth organ tile same effect upon the "*** end’ as the wind instrum ent* Hindoo snake charmers bn"" serpents that roam tiudUtt*»* t irlent.—Lewiston Journal So fiafe. r Buyer (confidentially*-*** you sure this horse wont- locomotive? Stable Boy—Scare? sir. three different nw* killed because rhat there**! in the middle of the tr»r*j joy seein' the bullglm* - York World. Agreed. Mrs. ("utter—The Mr. Cutter, the more I that when I married yo® ( fsol. Mr. Cutter-Accept!«* sion as IncontroTertiW*'1 fnrpoa iKo rordli’I t U U