The Kewsboj.
Want any paper, Mister?
Wish you'd buy 'em of mo
Ten 3 cuts oia, an' a famly,
An' bizness dull, you see.
Fact, Boss' There's Tom, an' Tibbr,
An' Dad, an' Mam, an' Mam's cut,
None pi 'em earnin' money
W ut do you think of that?
Couldn't Dad work? Why yes, Boss,
lie's working for gov'ment now
They give him his board for nothin'
All along f a drunken row.
An' Mam? Well, she's in the poorhouse
Been there a year or so;
So I'm tukin' care of the others,
Doin as well as I know.
Oughtn't to live so? Why, Mister,
What's a feller to do?
Some nights, when I'm tired and hungry,
Seems as if each on 'em knew
They'll all three cuddle around me.
Till I get cheery, and say:
Well, p'raps I'll have sisters an' broth
An' money an' clothes, too, j-oin - it.
But if I do get rich, Boss
(An a lecturin' chup one night
Said newsboys could be Presidents
II only they acted right) ;
So, .f I was President, Mister,
The very hist I'd do.
I'- i luijr poor Tom an' Tibby
A dinner an' Mam's cat. too!
None o'your scrap an' leavin's,
But a good square meal for all three;
If you think I'd skimp my triends, Boss,
That shows y u don't know me.
So "ere's yo;ir pipers come, take one,
Gimme a lift if you can
For now you've heard my story,
You see I'm a fam'ly man!
K. T. Corbctt.
ALL FOR LOVE.
THE STORY OF JAMES SAMUKIj' LIFE
One of those stories, so prolific in the
"West romantic in the extreme, full of
love, jealousy, attempted murder and a
happy finale has just been made pub
lic in Denver, Col! The hero, William
Samuels, is one of the wealthiest men
In the state, and it is from his lips that
the story comes, corroborated by his
wife and brother James. Four years
ago the two brothers lived in the beau
tiful Chester Valley, Pennsylvania.
Herbert Samuels, the father, was a
well-to-do farmer, owning a splendid
tract of land, where he dwelt with his
wife and two boys. When the latter
were old enough he sent them to school
and then to college. During their ab
sence a brother of the father died and
he took into his family the dead man's
child Hattie. When the two brothers
returned from college, aged about
twenty-th ee and twenty-five respect
ively, they foundtheir cousin, a beau
tiful girl of twenty year3, installed in
the house. Of the brothers James, the
elder, had light hair and eyes and was
of quiet and even demeanor, rarely, if
ever, known to be angry, and being
a general favorite not only at home
but throughout the entire community.
In marked contrast was the character
and disposition of William, the young
er brother, who, of a dark, almost
swarthy complexion, with hair and
eyes as black as coal, was fiery and
quick to anger, and although naturally
well meaning had had numerous en
counters, Doth while attending school
and since his graduation.
Since the time, three years ago,
when James and William finally re
turned from college and found their
lovely cousin domiciled at their home,
they had both been violently in love
with her and both had made every
manifestation of the feeling, but so far
the cunning witch had avoided show
ing the slightest preference for either,
treating them as brothers rather than
lovers. This state of affairs rankled
as a thorn in the breast of the hot
headed William, whose feelings of bit
terness and jealousy toward his brother
grew until they amounted to almost
positive hatred. Time and again he
sought quarrels, but James more even
temper prevented anything of 'a serious
character until one bright afternoon in
July, when, upon the return of the
elder brother and Hattie from a ride,
the younger, who watched with a
ferocious, dangerous glare in his eyea
as his brother assisted hi3 cousin to
alight, then followed him to the
barn where he was unharnessing the
horses and attacked him with the vilest
abuse, using epithets so strong that he
was at last compelled to reply in the
same spirit.
Words were followed by blows,
when William,' blinded by passion,
seized a heavy wagon spoke and dealt
his brother a stunning blow, felling
him to the earth, as the blood gushed
from a ghastly wound in the .head.
At once realizing the terrible thing
that he had done, and believing that he
had killed his brother, a complete re
vulsion of feeling came over him, and,
casting a last hurried look at the pros
trate form and the white upturned
face, he fled. After several days of
continuous travel he arrived at an
obscure mining camp in Colorado, hop
ing that, buried in the wild fastnesses
of the Rocky Mountains he could shut
'i:t from his vision the ever present
:i r. ible sight of the face of the brother
slain by his hand. Entering upon the
pursuit of a miner he sought by a fev
erish industry and the hardest kind of
hard work to forget his one horror, but
in the dark recesses of the drift in
which he was working, in the gloomy
cornets of the cabin in which ne slep
everywhere and always it haunted him.
In the meantime, after a few months,
To; tune with her usual fickleness re-
arded hi3 labor, which had been per
iormed without any particular thought
or hope of result, and the open drift
which had become a tunnel of some
proportions, struck a rich lead of mar
vellous proportions and containing im
mense wealth.
At once the almost unknown camp
became famous, and his name all un
consciously to him became almost as a
household word in all mining commu
nities as associated with one of the
largest strikes of the year. Fame of
this kini travels far, and even after a
time reached the quiet farm in Chester
Valley where he had spent his happy
childhood days and afterward wrecked
his manhood. One day, while in the
cage ascending from the bottom of one
of his deepest shafts, a shadow cast
over the top cause! him to suddenly
look up, and the face he saw caused a
thrill of horrjr to pass through him,
his hands relaxed his grasp of the rope
and he had a narrow escape from
falling to the bottom. Arriving at the
top more dead than alive, he gave one
hasty, frightened glance around him,
saw the face again and swooned away.
The owner of the face, a tall and
handsome man, evidently a stranger in
the camp, sprang forward and caught
Ids falling body in time to prevent it
from being dashed to pieces in the
bottom of the shaft, at the same time
ejaculating, "Oh, William!" The
miner was taken to his cabin, and
after the application of restoratives,
slowly revived. "Where is it?" he
asked, at which the stranger slowly ad"
vanced and said softly, "Brother, don't
yon know me?" With a still half
frightened look in his wandering eyes
the miner gazed again at the face
which had so startled him, and gradu
ally realizing the fact that it was real,
living nesh and blood, again relapsed
into a swjon. For days he raved in
the paroxysms of a fever, living
the hideous chapter of his life over
again, until at last the fever exhausted
kself by its very force, and the sick
man sank into a deep slumber.
At last the invalid awoke, weak and
helpless a9 a child, but in his right
mind. Instantly the cause of his ill
ness was by his side, and taking his
hand tenderly in his own said, "Wil
liam, my poor brother!" It was James
Samuels, the brother who was supposed
to have h,een dead, but who was here
alive and well and in the full enjoy
ment of manhood. "Is it a miracle?"
ejaculated William, as soon as he could
speak. "It is no miracle, but a sad
mistake under which you have labored
and from which you have undoubtedly
suffered much. When you get strong
er I will tell you all." The next day,
William having so far recovered as to
be able to sit up, his brother sat by
him and said, "Notwithstanding my
injury, which was not nearly so serious
as you imagined, I regained conscious
ness shortly afterward, and our father,
who entered the barn at that moment
assisted me to the house. The news
was broken to your mother and Hattie
as gently as possible and I really think
their sympathies were with you more
than with me. The matter was kept
as quiet as possible in the neighbor
hood and I soon recovered from the
injury, and everything went along as
' usual save that you were grieved for
and lamented by all. Notwithstanding
all the inquiries which we had quietly
set on foot to discover your where
abouts we utterly failed to discover
any trace, and mourned you almost as
one dead. About two weeks ago I pick
ed up an old newspaper and saw your
name for the first time connected with
the story of your big mining strike. It
was at once resolved that I should
come to you. I started that very night,
and I am here."
"But Hattie?" asked William, with
a wistful look from his eyes.
"She is well, nnd would be happy
were it not for worrying about your
fate." ,
"She and you got married, of cour e ?"
There was pain in the very tones in
which this was asked.
"No, indeed. After you left she con
fided to me her secret th it after all
she loved you and always meant to
marry you." A dazed look came over
William's face, and gasping, "It cannot
be," he very nearly relapsed into
another swoon, the joy of the announce
ment being almost too much for him
in his weakened state. At last, after
having been assured again and again
by his brother of the glad truth, he ex
claimed, "Oh, let us go home at once."
Arrangements were made at once to
start, and with a new life in his veins
the invalid recovered his strength so
rapidly that they left the camp on the
second day after, and reached home in
side of a week. Of the meeting and its
joys words could not give an accurate
description. A quiet wedding followed
within one short month, after which
the miner returned with his bride to
Colorado, furnished her a magnificent
home in Denver, and i now not only
one of the wealthiest but one of the
most honored residents of the Queen
City. New York Telegram.
The Grass Tree.
Down in Australia, that great island
where the Creator seems to have planted
the seed of many of His wonders to be
found in the vegetable kingdom, grows
a tree that is little heard of by the out
side world, but which is of inestimable j
value to the native, who depends more !
upon the productions of nature for ex-
istence and happiness than upon the 1
creations of art and science. It is the j
gras3 tree. It is of small growth.being j
hardly more than a shrub. At the top
are tufts of foliage resembling palms,
from the center of which a long slender .
spike shoot3 out.covered with flowers of j
varied and beautiful hues. The base of
the leaves of this tree furnishes the na
tive with food, it being very palatable
when roasted.- The sap of the tree is
a balsamic exudation, which when ex
posed to the air becomes hard and dry.
This is one of nature's best tonics for
dysentery, diarrhoea and other intesti
nal maladies; it is also, used by the na
tives for healing wounds, which it does
very quickly; and when it is mixed
with alluvial soil, it forms a very tena
cious cement, which is used for caulk
ing canoes. Health and Home.
Knowledge Worth Having. j
The knowledge which we crave and
work for, which we look for and find,
which we think out or dig out for our
selves, which we rejoice in as a newly
found treasure that is the knowledge,
be it small or great, that is worth hav
ing. It is like the food for which wo
hunger it gives us fresh power and
fuller life. It ma.ters far less even
what this knowledge is than the way
in which it is gained. The most sym
pathetic and well-prepared course of
study worried through by a student
whose only care is that he may get hi3
diploma, is of far less value to him or
to the world than the vital thought of
the young mechanic who, anxious to
master the secrets of his trade, patient -
ly studies its details, discovers its prin -
ciples, and infuses into ithis own fresh
and living force, perhaps in the form
of some, new invention, or perhaps in
a more skillful touch or a more delicate
finish than it has yet received.
Paper Doors.
"Feel the weight of that door," said
a New York builder to a Sun reporter,
who was looking at an unfinished
apartment house up town. The report
er prepared to lift what seemed to be a
polished mahogany door, but it proved
too light for any wood. "It is made of
paptr," said the builder, "and, while itj
costs about the same as wood, is much
better, because there is no shrinking,
swelling, cracking, or warping. It id
composed of x two thick paper boards,
stamped and moulded into panels and
glued together with glue and potash
and then rolled through heavy rollers
It is first covered with a waterproof!
coating and then with a fireproof coat
ing, and is painted and varnished ancj
hung in the ordinary way. Few per
sons can detect that they are not made
of wood, particularly whea used a:
sliding doors."
; New York streets are overrun
artistic musicians playing all sorts of
instruments for small change.
PEARLS OF THOUGHT.
A higher duty Is won by kindness
than can be secured by fear.
It is more honorable to acknowledge
our faults than to boast of our merits.
No great characters are formed in
this world without suffering and self
denial. Best satisfied with doing well, and
leave others to talk of you as they
please.
Do not lose courage by considering
your own imperfections, but instantly
set about remedying them.
Virtue will catch as well as vice by
contact; and the public stock of hon
esty, manly principle will daily accu
mulate. A cucumber is bitter: throw it
away. There are briers n the road
turn aside f rjm them. This is enoughs
Do not add, and why were such thing
made in the world ?
He that sympathizes In all th
happiness of others enjoys the safest
happiness; and he that is warned by
the folly of others has attained tha
soundest wisdom.
Happiness dote3 on her work, and
is prodigal to her favorite. As on
drop of water hath an attraction for I
another, so do felicitie3 run into
felicities.
The hours Ave pass with happy pros
pects in view are more pleasing than
those crowned with fruition. In the
first instance, we cook the dish to out
own appetite; in the latter, naturi
cooks it for us.
The head truly enlightened wilj
presently have a wonderful influence
in purifying the heart, and the heart
really affected with goodness will con
duce to the directing of the head.
Claimants ot Thrones.
Among the most curious and ob
scure chapters in history are the
claims of certain living persons to the
thrones of the greatest empires in the
world.
A woman alleged to be the grand
daughter o.f King George the Fourth
and Mrs. Fitzherbert i3 still living in
England, and from time to time put3
forward her claims to occupy tha
place of Queen Victoria, f junded, as
she asserts, upon the legitimate mar
riage of the King, which was never
egally annulled, and the certificates of
her own and her father's birth.-
After the execution of Louis XVI. j
and Marie Antoinette, the fate of the (
Dauphin wa3 veiled in mystery for j
Some years. The place of his impris
onment was concealed, and contradic
tory reports as tohi3 escape or his sud-1
den death were circulated over Europe.
Out of this secrecy have grown one or
two plausible accounts of the escape of
the Dauphin, and his life under an as
sumed name in other countries. The i
Naundorff family claim to be his child
ren and grandchildren, and therefore
to be the legitimate heirs to the French
throne in the Bourbon line. Some
thirty years ago a clergyman named
Williams, in an obscure parish in Can
ada, published documents to prove
j that he was the grandson of the Dau
phin, and brought forward claims so
plausible that the Prince de Joinville,
, then in this country, visited him, but
; came away, it is said, unbelieving,
1 Some persons have asserted that the
legitimate heir to the Russian crown,
when the Czar Nicholas died in 1855,
1 was not Alexander, who actually suc-
: .i mt n nnnr l.evar. who was kept
byW
To"TUe lot of any human-TTcnrgn.,pa33 me a plata "Won't you have
Happy is he who has a firm foothold
' on low ground! Youth's Companion.
Spoken After, Sorrow,
I know something sweeter than 0a chime-
Of fairy bells that run
Down mellow winds; oh, fairer than th ttmrt
You sing about, in happy, broken rhymo,
Of butterflies and sun.
But oh, as many fabled leagues away
As the To-morrowAvhen the cast breaks gray.
Is this which lies lomewhere most still Md
for,
Between the sunset and the dawn's last star,
An 1 known as Yesterday.
I know of something better, dearer too,
Than tlii-t first rose you hold,
All sweet with June, and dainty with the dew
The summer's golden promise brea'hing
through
Its white leaves' tender fold ;
Oh, fair-r, when the late wind', gathering slow
Behind the night, shall, moaning sad and low
Across the w ild, make all its music dumb.
Oh, dearer than the earliest rose to come,
Will be the last to go.
I knew of something sadder than this nest
Of broken eggs you bring,
With such sweet trouble stirring at your breast
For love undone : the mother bird's unrest,
That yesterday could sing.
My little child, too grieved to want my kiss,
Do I forget the sweetness they will miss
Who built the home? My heart with your
makes moan ;
i But oh, that nest from which the birds have
flown,
Is sadder far than this.
Juliet C. Jllarth, in Harpers .Magazine.
HUMOROUS.
Good figures A dancing master.
A deep laid scheme an ocean
cable.
A coachman is the saddest of all
men for his life is full of " whoa.
Latin is a "dead language" when
an inexperienced drug clerk fools
with it
Sometimes when a man falls down
he is said to have slipped up. Such are
the inconsistencies of our language.
Professor Proctor says the earth is.
still in her youth. That explains why
she goes around so much and is out so
late of nights.
"Holdup" is the name of a new Ari
zona postoffice. It is scarcely neces
sary ta add that road agents look after
the males out there.
Some one says that the most direct
way to some men's poeketbooks is
through their stomachs. The doctors
evidently discovered this some time
ago.
"Which side should a person sleep
-f 6nT' asks a correspondent. Well, if
she hasn't locked the door you might ,
a3 well sleep on the inside.
Life is like a harness. There are
traces of cares, lines of trouble, bits as
good fortune, breache of good man
ners, bridled tongues, and everybody
has a tug to pull through.
An American lady married to an
Italian prince a year ago has already
left him. Some American girls are
j too proud to travel around with a
tambourine all day.
It is said that Bartholdi's Statue of
Liberty was modelled after hi3 mother.
It will be noticed, by examining tne
pictures of the statue that Mrs. Bart
holdi used to hold the shingle in her
left hand.
Differ From Man "Five thou,
sand molecules can sit comfortably on
the point of a pin." Herein the mole
cule differ materially from man. The
latter couldn't sit "comfortably" on
the point of a pin, to save his life.
"You ought to put a sign over that
hatchway," said a policeman to a store
keeper, "or some one may tumble into
it." "All right," replied the merchant;
and he tied one of his "Fall Opening
placards to the railing.
A cyclone in Kansas carried away a
bank building, but as the cashier had
departed in an opposite direction the
day before, it wasn't thought worth
while to hunt after the bank.
The soprano wanted the tenor tam
ed out of the choir because, after hear
ing her run up and down the scale six
or seven tunes in one breath, he re
marked that she wa3 very successful
as a wind-lass.
My child," said Rattler j his
youngest, " I always eats the cvtists of
my bread."
" I know it, papa," lisped the incor.
rigible, "I'm saving mine for you, too.
Baby has been forbidden to ask for
dessert. The other dav thev fonrot to
erve him, and as baby is very obedient
he remained silent, although much af
fected. "Josephine," said the father
mine. tana?" cried the babv. "it is
veiy cjean