TTOME AND FARM MAgAzTNE SECTION
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Verses Grave and Gay in Tone
CJ THE OLD PASTURE,
Pld lilacs dying together, sweetening the par
p air.
Wilding id wind And weather of half a
hundred year:
rasa whoso blooms Iuto Badly forgotten
they once were fair,
XThilt a bird song gushing gladly Is the
only sound one tears.
The weed crows rank in (he hollow ah,
many a bitter leaf I
The seasons follow ind follow wilh Idle
suns and snows;
And the lonely place is haunted by shades
of an ancient grief,
And something of sorrow is chanted on
every breeze that blows.
Here on the atone slow sinking in tangles
of easer grass,
Husband ard wife, to my thinking, sat
sendi their dreams afar.
Or, folded close in the gloaming, it may bs,
lover and lass .
Made them an end of roaming and kissed
ncath the evening star.
Here tremors of lore and longing and the
lea tighter close on tears.
Sweet hones and strange ones thronging
and tue sacrament of birth.
Here children with ona another played,
guarded by tender fears.
To her baby Rang the mother the sweetest
songs of earth.
A door-storm long forsaken, a lilac thicket,
a flower,
And the dewy dawns that waken In the
blue and boundless dome
And the mi?hty stars dark wheeling with
wide indifferent power.
And a tms'ul wanderer feeling the life
and lapse of home.
Harriet Prescott Spofford, in November
Scribner.
A MOTHER-SONO.
Within the hushed hrwt?-eOBi of Iafe
Spent T shall lie, and still,
Whilst thou thy small, indignant breast,
0, Littlo Soul, shalt fill
With breath of strange mortality;
And send thy tosseleu cry
A groping for thy mother heart,
Where, spent and still, I tie.
Oh, if God, entering, should leave
That august Door ajar.
And let the wind that fitirs ITis robe.
Chill-blowing from afar.
Puff out my spirit like a flame
That dieth in the night
God shield thee with His hollowed hand,
0, little, Uttlo Light!
Charlotte Wilson.
Stories at Which You
Will Smile
HIT'S NOT everybody I'd put to
I sleep in this room," Bald the
.motherly old landlady to her
lodger, who had come to that remote
' district on account of a serious nervous
: breakdown.
' "This room is ftiil of tender associa-
tious to me. My first husband died is
that bed, with his head on that very
'pillow. My dear father passt-l away
' on that sofa under the window. He
was a ispiritualist and he vowed he
would appear in this room again aftor
death, though I've never seen any
thing of him yet. My poor nephc
William, fell dead with heart disease
right where you aro standing. lie was
studying to be a doctor and there are
two whole skeletons and six abnormal
livers preserved in spirits in that press
yonder, while that bottom drawer is
full of odd bones and sUulls. He used to
do a lot of vivisecting up here when
he was alive.
"Well, good night, and pleasant
dreams."
TTLE Willie lad been very naughty.
S So much so. in fact, that after hav
lng reproved fcim several times his
mother was, at last forced to severely!
punish him.
When his father arrived home in the
evening he at once perceived that
Willie's eyes were suspiciously red.
"What's the matter, sonny t" he
eried.
"Oh, nothing," responded Willie, un-
'easily.
"Come, don't be frightened," said
Ihe father in coaxing tones. "Tell me
all about it; I want to know."
Willie remained silent tor some time,
then he suddenly burst out:
"Well, if you must know, I've had a
thundering row with your wife."
Jf HEY were joint owners of an apart-
ment house, and one day the junior
. nartner ought his colleague In some
trepidation.
HER LIFE FOB YOU.
She has liver her life for you, given you all
her best.
Toiled with you and dreamt with you and
sung you to your rest.
Done without and sacrificed
And waited time by time
She has lived her life for you.
Tender and sublime.
Maybe in her hair and heart gray is creep
ing on.
She has lived her life for you since her love's
first dawn,
&ared and skimned to makfl ends meet,
Flanned and dreamed sway,
She has lived her life for you.
What have you to pay.
What have yon to give her now. Have you
thought of that!
Have you droamed and planned it out as alone
you sat,
Measured with an honest will
Heaping measures full
Of the things that make a life
Glad and beautiful?
She has lived her life for you down through
all the years.
Patient, faithful, trusting, true In the smiles
and tears.
Waited, wondered, sung and borne,
Yielded, suffered, bled
She has lived her life for you
Since the day you wed.
Baltimore Sun.
SPACTAXLY JIM.
T wus mighty good lookin when I was young,
P?ert an' block eyed an' slim.
With fellers a courtin me Sunday nights,
'Spacially Jim.
The likeliest one of em all wus ho.
Chipper an' han'som' an' trim.
But I tossed up my head an' made fun o
the crowd,
'Spacially Jim,
I said T hadn't no 'pinion o' men
An' I wouldn't take stock in hira!
Bnt they keo on a-com in' in spite o' my talk.
'Spacially Jim.
I got so tired o' bavin 'em rosn,
'Spacially Jim,
I made op my mind I'd settle down
An' take up with him.
So we wus married one Sunday In church.
'Twas crowded full to the brim.
'Twsa the only way to get rid of 'em all,
'Spacially Jim.
Bessie Morgan.
' ' The janitor wants U0 more a month
or he'll leave. I hate to give up the
money, but we can't spare him."
The senior partner disappeared and
returned in a few moments.
"It's all right," said he. "I've sat-
sfied him, and it didn't cost us any
thing."
"How's that!"
"The janitor is now the superinten
dent."
Good work!" declared the junior
partner. "But why didn't you make
him superintendent in the first placet"
"Because," answered the senior mem
ber, "I knew he'd want a promotion
eventually. Every man wants a promo
tion some time, and, to my mind a good
man deserves one. Judge.
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Returning a Favor.
"It's going to be war to the. knife,"
declared the suburban man, who was
feeding his chickens.
"What now!" asked thenend.
"Why, Blinks sent me a box of axle-
grease and advised me to use it on my
lawn mower."
"Well!"
"Well. I sent it back and told him to
use it on his daughter's voice."
...
It Wasn't Old Ag.
"How are you today!" said a Scot
tish landlord to one of his tenants
on meeting him on the road. "Vera
weel. sir, vera weel," answered John
in his usual way, "gin it wisha for
the rheumatism in my richt leg."
"Ah well, John, bo thankful, for there
is no mistake you are getting old like
the rest of us, and old age does not
come alone." "Auld age, sir," replied
John. "I won'er to hear ye. Auld
age has naething to do vi't, Here's
mv ither lea list as auld. an' it is
quite soond and soople yet."
He Knew the Answer.
His name was Tommy, and he came
home from school looking so down in
the mouth that Mother asked hira
severely wha was the matter!
Out of his little trousers pocket he
fished a note from the teacher, which
said, ' 'Tommy has been a very
naughty boy. Please have a serious
talk with him."
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"What did you do!" asked mother.
"Nothing," sobbed Tommy. "She
asked a question, and 1 was tne oniy
one who could answer it."
"H'm'," murmured Mother. "What
was the question t"
"Who put the dead mouse in her
desk drawer!" answered Tommy.
They Were Cheap.
An elderly lady from the country
one day decided to adopt two chil
dren from the county orphan asylum.
She walked several miles before
reaching the car line. It was the first
time she had been on a car. She
at.irod wide-eved at everything she
saw, then her gaze stopped on a sign
she read thus:
"The Ohio Traction Company Chil
dren under twelve years of ago three
cents, or two for 5 cents."
"Well," she said, "that is the best
bargain ever. Calling the conductor,
she said: "Young man, I'll take two
of those children for five cents right
now, a boy and a girl, please." Na-
toinal Monthly.
'Here, sir," said the antique
dealer, displaying a huge sword to a
clerical looking collector, "ever see
anything more interesting than that!
That's Balaam's sword."
'But, my good man, that cannot
be," .lid the domineo. ".Balaam
never had a sword, no oniy wisnea
for one."
'Quite rieht. sir," said the dealer.
"This is the one he wished fori "
The teacher was hearing her class of
small boys in mathematics.
"Edgar," she said, "if ycur lath
er can, do a piece of war's, in seven
days, and your Uncle William can do
it in nino days, how long would it
take both of them to do it!"
"Thcv would never get done," an
swered the boy, earnestly. "They
would sit down and tell fish stories."
Mrs. Hoolihan This paper says
there do be sermons in stones, Phwat
d'zez think of thotl
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Mr. O'Hcolihan Oi dunno about
tho sermons, but many a good ar-rgu-ment
has coom out av a brick, Oi'nt
thinkin '.
Polly (to big sister's admirer)-
Guess what father said about you last
night.
Adolphus Oh, I couldn't guess,
wcally.
Polly I'll give you a peach if yon
can guess.
Adolphus (flustered) Oh, Polly, I
haven't an idea in the world.
Polly Urr you was listening.
The leaves will soon be turning yellow.
Tho porch's charm will soon have
died.
Ere long fair Gladys and her fellow
Will whisper silly stuff insii.e.
A carload of hogs from Pateros and
a car of wool from Tonasket arrived U
Wenatchee, Wash,, over the new up
river branch of the Great Norther
railroad. These are tho first carload
shipments from the upper country over
the new railway;.