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I i OLL i FAVORITES h A Lost Chord. Seated one day at the organ, I wu weary and 111 at ease, And my finger wandered Idly Over the noiay keya. I do not know what I waa playing-, Or what I waa dreaming then, But I atruck one chord of music Like Hie sound of a great Anieu. It flooded the crimson twilight, Like the close of an angel'a psalm. And It lay on my fevered spirit. With a touch of Infinite calm. It quieted pain and sorrow, Like love overcoming strife; It seemed the harmonious echo From our discordant life. It linked all perplexed meaning Into on perfect peace, And trembled away Into alienee, As if It were loath to cease. I have sought, but I seek It vainly, That on lost chord divine, Tha-t came from the soul of the orgaa, And entered Into mine. It may be that Death's bright angel Will speak in that chord again; - It may be that only in heaven I shall hear that grand Amen. Adelaide Anne Proctor. Bona of the fiilcnt Band. Into the Silent Land! Ahl who shall lead ua thither? Clouds to the evening sky more darkly rather And shattered wrecka lie thicker on the trand. Who leads us with a gentle hand Thither, O, thither, Into the Silent Land I Into the Silent Land! To von. ve boundless region Of all perfection. Tender morning visions Of beauteous souls, the future's pledge and band; Who in life's battle firm doth stand, Shall bear Hope's tender blossoms Into the Silent Land? 0, Land! 0, Land! Vnr all the broken hearted The mildest herald by our fate allotted Beckon, and with inverted torch doth stand To lead ua with a gentle hand To the land of the great departed, Into the Silent Land. Henry W. Longfellow. BOY SELLS HIS HEAD FOR $3,000 Arthur Jennings, a 17-year-old peanut Tender of Florence has achieved na tional publicity because of a deal In o which be entered some fVIXj time ago witha well 11 J:) I known Eastern meJI ,-WiS W'M cul college for the sule .... .. . rw , ... of bis neaa aner death. The lad, through sickness whin very ';Y young, u ui' av. jf T with an enlargement the cranium an.l has long been an oh Ject of study for local -.1 mil. aa JENNINGS. v VU SiClItUB. niw surprised that he has lived as long a he has. Arthur's bead has not grown anv for the past year, but it is now large enough to "cause the boy a grent rtoi nf inconvenience ana may rosui in his sudden death almost any day. The head measures thirty-two Inches In circumferences and Is said to be the lnreest cranium on a human being Hi the world. Local physicians say the enlargement Is due to water. The head Is so large that the splual column has been affected, and young Jennings is compelled to use a cane when walks to keep from losing b!s balance His body Is far below normal size. Jennings has a'ready received $l,0CO on the deal. The remaining $2,000 will be paid to his heirs after his death Young Jennings laughingly refers to the sale of his head and thinks ne na rjeroetrated a good Joke on the col lege. "I feel all right and do not be iiva I m coins: to die very soon," be says. Muscle Conies, Murtsche Go a. Tucked away In an uptown side street under the shadow of a towering hotel Is an athletic trainer who gets from all his clients the liberal sum of $50 a week to keep them in good phyi leal condition. They are a credit to him and look as if his services were worth the money. They grow strong as a matter of course, the fat are re duced In bulk and the thin made plumper. But there is one other pecu liarity of their training which It not so much a matter of course. This Is the tendency of all the trainer's cli ents to dispense with their mustaches after they have had course or two under him. He is the determined enemy of the mustache. He believes It Insanitary and a survival of those primitive days In which men's faces were covered with hair. Ths trainer talks eloquently of ths Impossibility of keeping a mustache entirely clean, especially when man smokes. During the few minutes of dally exercise that his system requires the trainer talks on many subjects. His conversation covers a wide range. But one subject always reappears. He never neglects the unbealthfulness of the mustache. So his patients, if they re to be called that, come to have a certain distaste for the mustache, even If they have worn one for years. When he sees sign of weakness the trainer sticks to ths attack. So to ward the end of their training period It generally happens that the mus tache disappears. Some patients have withstood ths trainer's arguments. But most of them emerge from their course of treatment stronger and with newly shaved upper lips that are con sciously stiff after years of seclusl n under ths sheltering mustache. New York Sun. When there are no men In the fam ily, woman occasionally gets a turn at being sick without feeling that she Is stepping on sows other person's prl v liege. When some people do you a favor they never allow you to target It AMERICA'S MANSIONS. Type of Balldlnita th Great Wealtk of the ConBiry Readers will recall how many page the Architectural Record have been devoted In recent year to the repre sentation of costly city houses and country places erected not only oy tne anderbllt family, but Dy tne uouiua, the Astors, Messrs.' Poor, Whitney, etmore. Huntington, ueneuici, Bourne, Foster and others- register of th ereat opportunities that have been provided for the American archi tect by the astonishing Increase of ealth In this country, and an indica tion also for the world at large of the new and Interesting development of American social life, which as yet has attained to barely more than Us be irinnlnsr. Nothing comparable to It ex ists elsewhere in the world, writes IL W. Desmond, in Architectural Record, The buildings It has produced (and in the future will demand) are very decld- edly differenced from the English conn- try house, the r nearest contemporary analogue. They differ even more from the American homes that arose after tha war and when prosperity returned fancied( and perhaps it was not only fau to the country. Neither, are they at all fy that the d tcBQerness Mr. Hastings kindred to those old colonial houses lad gh0wa for her was creeping into his which added the chief charm to our manner to the Princess ZelikofE. He was early social life, the remaining exam- siways at her aide now when she rode, pies of which still retain an lndeetruc- when she sang or when she sat apart TvZSZ or. rather, hi. can counterpart In the Southern plant- er and the New England trader, has been replaced by the merchant prince, and the homes the latter Is now creat ing, especially along the eastern lit toral, may best be likened to tnose which the merchant princes of Medl- . I . clan days erected In . . . 7..J77 ."... manner ana Wltn a purpose not entirely uibsuuhoi i- 7 .r.. i. 1 totne manuerauuvu y-.. dreamt-ot American successo... buildings are the registers, and, let us hope, enduring cnromcies oi our vci latest days, of our rapidly accumulat- lng wealth, of the prodigious rewards of high finance, and the extraordinary degree of luxury that has become com- patible With American life. Oh, well I remember the home or my childhood, The hill that I climbed in the sunlight and dew: The rabbits that hid at It base In th wlldwood. The hunters that often would trouble them, too. But better than these was the Ivy-growa dwelling Oh. whv did I ever away from it roam? Where lived th dear woman whose story I'm telling, That old-fashioned woman who mad """iw . . it a home. That love-fashioned woman, That sweet-fashioned woman, That old-fashioned woman who lived in the home. Oh, where has she gone with her apron and knitting, Her calico gown and her unbonnet dear? She never wa on that wa given te flitting. Her home wa her temple, her empire, her sphere. She cared not for riches, nor travel, nor pleasure; Tn weaitn mai sue cruveu n u neath her own dome, Her husband, her children, her friend were her treasure. That old-fashioned woman who lived in the home. That dear-faBhloned woman, That soul-fashioned woman. That old-fashioned woman that lived i th home. Th Ivy-grown wall of that homestead are falling. Tho hramhea have choked out tn blossoms the weeds Grow wild and unsightly tn nigni hawks are calling When day into darkness and llenc recede, Oh. never acaln (hall I haste there to gather Th flowers that grew In th weet scented loam When my heart and my itep were a light a a feather To greet that loved woman who mad it a home. That old-fashioned woman, That God-fashioned woman that lived In the home. fM,.,, PMvl.HpaId. a tin farm nam Investment. pi. .inr, thA man who nald th minister his marriage fee in yearly dividends, according to the yalue of the matrimonial goods. Is matched by one which the Philadelphia Telegraph relates. A Southern clergyman had married a pair of negroes. After the ceremony the groom asked, "How much yo' chahge fo' dlsT "Well," said the minister, "I usu aily leave that to the groom. Some times I am paid five dollars, some times ten, sometimes less." "Dat's a lot ob money, pahson. Tell you what Oh'll do. Ah'U gib yo' two dollahs, an' den ef I fin' I ain't got cheated, I'll gib yo' mo' In a monf. A month later the groom returned. "Ah's yere, lak Ah promised, pah son." "Yes," said the minister, expectant ly. "Ah tol' yo' dat ef It was all right, Ah'd gib yo mo' money, didn't Ah?" "You did." "Well, pahson, as dls yere am sort of spee'latton. Ah reckon yo' owe me about a dollah an eighty-five cents, an Ah come ter git it" The Novelty Had Worn Off: A good Indirect "comment on the American Idea that a live man Is live workman Is contained In this from the Chicago News: "Your father must be getting along In years," said the city cousin. "Yes; he's night on to eighty-nine." "Is his health good?" "No; he hasn't been right pert for some time back." "What seems to be the matter with hlnir "I dunno. I guess farming don't agree with him any more." At High Allltade. Balloonist who ascended about 10,- 000 feet In Europe, the other day, found a temperature of 27 degrees be low aero. No man ever finds fault with another man If there la a woman be can lay it 3 JfB f)NLY A MRS. CHAPTER XVII. A week before the theatricals the Prin cess Zelikoff. Lady Dora's old-time friend, arrived at the Court. wiay Dora was charmed to have ber friend with her again. Coming everv day to renearse Lady Dora, Winifred saw, with the ter- rible instinct of jealousy, mat me i . JJ: iuc .u. . -- J"'' of S "r.at nas ed between them. Sho . , ioft voice he would bay given bait ne po- sessed to hear In the time that was past; she looked with pleading eyes into his face and sang the songs he loved, and yet she could not keep him by her side. The agitation ana excitement ui . . , .. nn.., Kail wpre last lew aays ueiore iub w " ----- .im - mm for Winifred. She had - ------- --- ha no seen at night, she could scarcely do - an(, Mr Cnara. , , mtle at geeing gQ hollowr.eved. Every 0Be wug charmed with tne enier- tnnmcnt. It had not been too long. The tableau were lovely and as for the play, "Cross Purposes," it was charming. Not very much plot in it, perhaps, but so won- derfuljy acted. It jas so rare to see IgeilLIttlMtfU UUU iouico V" - " well; and they had all been so haadsome, . . ... - may 1",oa . have suffered some pangs of jea ousy at the admiration Miss Eyr excited, but the Princess Zelikoff was In a torment of jealous pain. She,4he unsuscepiiDie, mo pale, impassible Uiana, as bd uau called, was at last In love, and with Mr. Hastings. She did not know ir ne cureu for her; nay. when she saw his passion ate look at Winifred at the end of the play, a terrible fear seized her that hi affections were centered on the graceful English girl. She must love nun, too, : . . ,j ... i the most finished actress couiu uui ... iimn anoh exoression into her eyes. had not some deep emotion been working In her heart. Two weeks later the marriage of t loia Champion to Mr. Maxwell took place. If waa a erand and stately affair, yet it wag a relief to every oue when the break- fast was over and the bridal pair had atarted on their journey. As sho drove off in the barouche, drawn by four mag nificent bay horses, Flora Maxwell loos ed like a queen. Perhaps she felt like one as she bowed right and left to the ho stood ou ! crowd of country people w tuher side of the Manor gates to see her p(l8S Mr. Hastings and Winifred danced to gether at the ball in the evening; but there was an unpleasant kind of stiffness and reserve between them. She fancied he wished to avoid her; he thought the same of her, and danced more than usual with the Princess Zelikoff. "How glad I shall be to get away from this!" poor Winifred said to herself, with exceeding bitterness. "I think I should die if I were forced to stop and see him love another woman, l'erhaps wnen i am back at Endon Vale I shall forget him." ' " She was delighted when the day came for her to leave Hurst Manor. Her ouly regret was in parting with her grand fatherrwho had been very kind to her, and to whom she had really become at tached. T.fldv Grace was expecting a party or guests at Endon Vale, and invited Lady Ada Fordyce to accompany Winifred home, as Lady Valantoo and her eldest daughter were going to visit in the north. All the household were glad to have her among them again; and as for Sir ninvtnn. he had such long arrears of copying and references for her to make up, that wiay urai-e tvub is-u terfere and rescue ner trom ner niusiy lahor. Lord Harold, whe was St tne nonse aeain. complained bitterly of her frequent I i a I.Daiinii tint afro a tlmn nu prolog - - he grew more tolerant, and seemed to find ome consolation In tne company or t,auy Ada Fordyce. He wa still very much in love with Winifred, but he began now to reflect sagely that It was folly for him to lie oining and sighing after ber if he had really made up her mind that she would not marry him. Some one gave out the intelligence at dinner at Endon Vale that Mr. Hastings had gone on a yachting expedition, and that Lady Dora and the Russian princess accompanied him. Mr. Clayton looked from underneath her lashes at Winifred, snd noted the sudden sickly white; which came Into her face. "Ah? tdw I wish 1 could help her!" she thought, piti fully. "A real friend might often be able to save a girl years of mihappines and regret If she would only tell me: Ladv Grace had devoted pretty, bay- windowed sitting room to Mrs. Clayton' nse. nd there she nd inifred often sat for hours together undisturbed. They were very fond of each other, very ym pathetic and caressing, yet Beither men tioned the subject that was nearest ber heart. At last Mrs. Clayton resolved to dissi pate the reserve. She knew that to gam confidence you must be prepared to giv it, and strengthened herself to the task. They were sitting together usual. one each aide of the window, sometimes speaking, oftener silent The day had been sultry, and the window were throw wide open to let in the little air that wis stirring. Mrs. Clayton had been watching her for some time. At last she poke: "My dear W inifred, yon will go on reading and dreaming about Oenone until joa biv completely identified yourself with that forlorn maiden." Winifred turned her eye dreamily to the speaker. "I was not even t'uiaking nf Oenone," nd then her hand closed the book which hid been open at her favor ite poem. "Confess now yon" r Jeilons of the altentioa Lord Harold pay your cousin?'' Winifred laughed gayly. "O, Fee, you are bad diviner of - rets. I am waiting in daily hope that he will propose to her. I could not fancy (wo people better suited." "I could." "Who. Feer "Yourself and Errol Hastings." "O, Fee!" cried Wiaifred, with Imp 4 .iwrNsfc-' -FARMER'S I DAUGH l fcK. By FORRESTER. ,u , ... . ....nmm tient pain, "why do you speak of him? You know all is ovep between us!'' "I should like to Speak just this once, dear; and if you will hear me, I will be silent in future. I know that Errol loved you very dearly; I cannot but believe you cared .for him. Do not let some foolish trifle, some false pride, mar the happiness of all your life!" Mrs. Clayton spoke with Intense earn estness, and when she finished, tears of passionate regret stood in Winifred' eyes. "It I too late. Fee! Ton do not un derstand. Ynur words onlv make me more miserable." : ' "Why too late?" "Because 1 behaved wickedly to him; because he must despise me, and because he will go and marry that French woman who loves him and lets him see it. "Did vou refuse him. then?" "Don't ask me, Fee. I think my pride blinded ma. If 1 could atone for it now I think I would ask him on my knees to marry me. I can't tell you the true story. I know vou love me and would not will ngly paiB me. I have sealed my fate with mv own folly. Do not ever speak about it again." It was nearly the end of September when Mr. Hastings called one afternoon at Endon Vale. As he rode up the ave nue he met Mrs. Clayton sauntering down it. "Mr. Hastings!" she cried, with real pleasure In her voice; "I have wanted to see you such a long time. He dismounted and walked along by her side, leading his splendid bay horse, "There is nobody at home but me they are all gone to a picnie, and I should hav been with them but for one of my bad headaches. "It is better now, I trust. You do not look 111." "No; I am getting quite trong here. Ladv Grace is so good to me, and Winl' fred," she added, looking sidelong at him "I think I never knew any one so sweei and thoughtful. She noted the slightest quiver of his lip, but he said nothing merely bent his head as though in polite acquiescence. "Will you not come into the house?" she asked. "Not unless you are going." And they went together into what was called the .awn garden. "Am I to congratulate you?" she said, looking up at him suddenly. "Congratulate me, Mrs. Clayton? he repeated after her. "Oa what?" "I heard you were going to marry the Princess Zelikoff." "Then some one has been taking an un warrantable liberty with the Princess Zelikoff's name." "Not altogether unwarrantable, Mr. Hastings." "Stirelv. yes. I am quite certain that she never gave the slightest foundation for sucn a repon. Tome, confess now that it looks ratner suspicious when a gentleman takes a lady a cruise in his yacht My dear Mrs. Clayton, what do you mean?" "Did not vour cousin and the princess accompany you on your yachting expedi tion?" "Most certainly not. No one went with me but Le Marchant and Ashburton." Mrs. Clayton looked rather blank, but felt secretly pleased. "Then we have all been misinformed," she said, laughing. "And, forgive my pertinacity; but, seriously, you are not engaged to the princess?" "I am not. I feel greatly vexed that there should have even been a discussion about the matter." Ikfrs. Clavton sat down on a garden bench; she was silent for a moment, aud then, looking up in her companions face, said, with some hesitation: "Y. ara old friends. Lrrol are we not?" "We are, indeed," he returned, smiling, with some surprise. "May I take an old friend's liberty?" she asked again, with still more hesita tion. "You may do anything that you wish or nleasc." he nn-ered, "And you promise not to be offended?" "I promise sacredly. Then! Errol. I am going "Thank you. to sav something exceedingly distasteful to myself aud perhaps painful to you. for which some one ebie would, I think, uever forgive me. I m bold am I not? "You are enigmatical." Mr. Hastings replied, still smiling. "I like vou verv sincerely: I love her, Mr, rinvton went on. hastily, "aud 1 want you both to be happy; therefore I am about to perform a Quixotic actiun which may be the means of losing me your friendship and her love. I see you frown! perhaps you guess of wuom t am sneaking. "1 would rather have 1 certainty man a surmise," he said, graveiy; ieu e, u you nlease, 'I sneak of Winifred Eyr. Jiy lass is all the more difllcuit because I do not, in truth, know, nor can I gues at tho circumstance which has caused your e- traneement Do not be angry with me, Errol, I must ask you one question ao yon lov her?" "I lov her." he aid. eoming to tore the words frnm nnwillinz tins, "but I am trvine to forcpt her." "But Errol, if you thought sue eareu for you. would you still try to forget ber?" "I cannot answer you," he said, speak ing abruptly, after a pause. "Miss Eyre is not what I thought her. I believed ber to be sweet nd gracious, and womanly; and I have found her hard, and prouu, and cold!" "Oh, Errol, you mistake-she is nel h er. "She is to me." he said, sternly. Mrs. Clarion waited for some moments "If I miiht only tell you." she said, in great perplexity. "She brok down once w hen w wr uneakint of you. She con demned her owa false pride bitterly; she said von mnat hate her: that sh And Mh rtarton atonned suddenly i W mnid mtaranre. feeling a terrible fear that sb had committed aa unwar rantable hivarh of trust A snddea thrill of pleasnr came Into Errol' heirt. but the expression of hi face remained unchanged. "Mrs. Clayton." be aid. with some pas sion. "I asked Mis Eyr twice, nay three times, to be mr wife. I made my self her sliv because well, the reason matter. !itt1iiSe it that I humbled my pride Into th dust for her sake, Sh treated m with scorn, aad yet I oor u. for I believed ia my heart she loved me. Whe I asked her th last time, her r- fusal wa couco-.ti in such terms that I felt the utter impossibility of a thought of lore coming between u again. She has forgiven you now from the depths of ber heart And she differs, Errol suffers; and at night, 'when she Is alone, she cries bitter tears. I went one night to her room, and I beard her sob bing as though her heart would break. aud went away again." Mr. Hastings felt a sudden choking In his throat, and turned sway. The groom was just bringing his horse rotiud. He rose. Thank you a thousand times for your kindness," be said, in a low voice; "I shall not forget It. Good by;" and he took ber little white hand in his and kiss ed it. Tlitu be rode thoughtfully away. For days and days after his conversa tion with Mrs. Clayton, Mr. Hastings mused upon her words. So many doubts divided his mind, and kept him from de ciding on what course be should pur sue. ! "Could he in truth rely upon her words? did Winifred really love him, and regret her harshness and pride to hi m. or was it a kindly though mistaken attempt on Mrs. Clayton's part to bnag them once more together?" If he sought her again, and she gave him the sam answer, his pride would never recover such a terrible humiliation. A whole month of restless uneasiness passed away before he could make up hi mind to visit Endon Vale again. Then one morning be plucked up courage sud denly and went. At first Mrs. Clayton bad anticipated the happiest results from her talk with Mr. Hastings; but as day after day wore on. ana ne uiu noi reiuru, sue iui despair, and wished with some bitterness of heart that she had forborne to inter fere. One thing was fortunate she had not breathed a word to Winifred of what bad passed between them. (To be continued.) LIVING IN IDYLLIC EASE, Residents of Pitcairn Island Have Life tie to Worry About One of the most delightful spots on the habitable glolie Is Pitcairn Island, In the South Seas, which Is chiefly In habited by the descendants of the mutineers of the English ship Bounty. These people are entirely Isolated from the world, with the exception that they live sutliciently uear one of the great ocean routes to Induce the captains of vessels wishing fresh meat or fruit to make a slight deflection from their course, sight the island, land on it with one of the ship's honts and get their needed supplies. The Island hus no good harbor or roadstead, hence In stormy weather It Is practically unnpproach able. According to the official report, the Islanders are under the government of one. of their number, who appears to be a man of ability and determination, and ore lu a contented, though hardly u progressive, slate. The entire commu nlty numbers about lo members, with a somewhat disproportionate numbei of females. There tire no diseases on the Island, and absolutely no medical means of treating them If they were. The local authorities when offered med leal suiiDlles suld that they neither needed nor cared for them. There ap pears to be an abundance of fruit and vegetables, and a sutlicient supply of couts to furnish the comparatively lit tle animal food required iu a tropical region. The svstetn of control Is evidently in reel v socialistic. From 8 a. m. until 2 p. in. all of the mule grown popuia tiou are engaged In public works of va rious kinds. After 2 p. m. they are a liberty to do what they care to for themselves, or to enjoy their leisure. They nre all devout members of the Seventh Day Adveutist faith, and the American missionaries of this religious organization are endeavoring to do what they can to build up some slight commerce between Pitcairn Island an Tahiti, believing that It would be of advantage 10 the people of the former island. These latter appear to be In . ,1 .....v.! ii a emuilai rtf certain vtujs uuuet 811.5 ovo v. defeneration. In consequence, presum ably, of too close luteriuarrylng. One evidence of this Is the very early loss of their upper front teeth, although, 011 the other baud, it may be said mat when they nre engaged In public work they appear to have the strength and endurance needed to ao more, man most woi-kingmen would in tnis coun try or lu Europe. Another defect, due to extreme lslontiou. Is the corruption of language. There has been a tendency mong them to adopt what may ue termed a language of their own, mane up by the careless and clipping use of Eugllsb words, so that at the preseat time It Is somewhat difllcuit for the younger members of the community to quickly understand English when they nre addressed In that tongue. True to Her Charge. Every now and then we hear a story of a man or a woman wuo nas never ridden on a railroad train, though liv ing for a generation within sound of the locomotive's whistle. Similarly, tne telephone Is still au uncanny mystery to numbers, even in our big cities. In one of the residence sections of Phil adelphia a gentleman had a telephone installed In bis house the same day ou which bis wife had engaged a new ser vant The first time the girl heard the telephone bell ring she went to the front door, found no one there and re turned puzzled. Then Bhe heard her mistress' voice upstairs. Thinking that she was being called she went up to the room. There she saw the tele phone In use for the first time In her life. She could thiuk of but oue ex planation. "Ob, the poor thing gone crazy. Don't worry, darliu. I'll stand by." she cried, and was Immediately or dered out by her Indignant mistress. Never." was the reply. "Never will it be said of me that I left my poor lady talking Into a wall, and ber with three little children." Fear Fuel Famine. Unlets vast new stores of coal which can be mined and transported at a rea sonable cost are discovered ere this generation draws Its last breath the expense of crossing the Atlantic in the fasteut steamships Is likely to sour to lofty figures. The number of coal-consuming vessels, naval and mercantile. Is Increasing rapidly every year, and the demand for fuel for such craft Is steadily expanding. Coal fields which can be worked to advantage for the supply of steamships do not contain In exhaustible treasuries of carbon. The biggest and fleetest boats on the sea burn OOO tons or more each day. Lon;: before this century snds the fuel prob lera md become perpleilng.-Ne York Tribune. 44f WW GOOD Short Qtorie$;; 1 1 1 ! At a rehearsal at the London Lyceum Theater, before Sir Henry Irving had arrived, one of the actors In the com pany, who was noted for his accjiu pllBhmeats as a mimic, proceeded to give a llrely and elaborate Imitation of the actor-knlght's highly characteristic mannerisms. As he finished his dem onstration. Sir Henry's well-known voice came from the depths of the darkened auditorium: "Very god! Very good. Indeed! 80 good, In fact, that there Is no need for both of us in this company." An anonymous writer In To-Day tells an Interesting anecdote of a visit paid by Gladstone to little bookshop n?ar the Odeon, In Paris. As he entered, Gladstone saw a strange-looking mm In conversation with the bookse.ler and carrying an o'.d copy of Villon's poems. "His dress was ragged ami dirty, hie face was matted witn nair, and he had the eyes of an nrciianget. with the mouth and Jaw of a bubo 11 Nevertheless, the respectful attitude of the bookseller showed that the man was a personality. Gladstone entered Into conversation with him about VII Ion, and for an hour they talked about early French pcetry. Thin tne stian ger shuffled out of the shop, wuo is that gentleman?' asked Gladstone; 'be has an extraordinary knowledge 01 French poetry.' 'Monsieur, he himself Is our greatest poet. C'est Taul Ver lalne!" Artistic folk frequently have vague notions about business. Some of them, says Collier's Weekly, are quite lg- orant of It, others utterly Indifferent to it. and others yet hate the very name of it. One of the last-namra cat egory was Liszt. He had returmd from a successful tour, and rrineefs Motternlch, the wife of the celebrated statesman and diplomatist, was ques tioning him regarding the concerls he hntl been srlvlnsr abroad. "I hear," she said, "that you did good business lu Purls?" To which Liszt gave the tart reply: "I only played some music there. Business I leave to bankers and diplomatists." To another lady the musical cleric gave a still more sarcastic answer: "Ah, Abbe," she sighed, "what a great fortune you could make If you could be In lured lo go to America to play!" "Madam, returned Liszt, "if you strod in n e of that fortune, believe me I would go at- once." Shortly after the appearance of h's first book, "Ten Months a Captive Among the Filipinos," an eat.trprl.-l manager Induced Albert Somilchxen to go on a lecture tour. The young nu thor ninde bis debut In a small New Jersey town, In a dismal, 111 lighted hall, before a handful of pe.ip e hud dkd lu the front seats, and a miiltltud of empty chairs. The manager, as de Jected as the lecturer, sat iu the rear. under the gloom of the balcony. Mr Sonnlchsen ended his lecture in a state of nervous collapse, and then, In orde to live up to his program, sn'd: " shall be pleased to answer any que trims you may care to ask." An opprt s slve silence followed. Mr. Sonnlclis repeated his offer, with the same re suit. Something bad to be done. I desperation, the lecturer pointed t "that gentleman over there," Indlca lug the manager, and suggested tha he looked "as If he wanted to ask ques.l .n." That d sguited liidivlduu seeing an opening to get back at th author, who had attracted attention to him so unexpectedly, shouted back "Yes, I do. Sonnlchsen, how dj you feel?" How He Keeps Contented. W. H. Truesdale, president of the Delaware & Lackawanna railroad, wa discussing the question of happiness with a friend not long ago. Various arguments were advanced as to th best way to And contentment. "I wa greatly impressed," said Mr. Truesdale, with a talk I recently bad with the president of one of the largest bank lng Institutions In the country. "I met this man about six o'clock one night on an elevated train In New York city, and expressed surprise that he should have been working at hi office so late in the day. 'This is noth lng unusual for tne,' said the bank president; 'I am down town as late aa thla every day, and very often I remain until seven o'clock. I have tried a itood many ways to Snd contentment In my life, and have decided that the only thing that brings it is good, liar steady work, day In and day out.' "These words have stayed with me ever since. There are many peopl In this country whose aim in life seems to be to get money by 'hook or crook,' without working for It, ai d there are many others ' who Inherit large fortunes. These penwns spend their Uvea in dawdling In thla corner and that corner of the world, trying to spend their time without doing any thing In particular, aud they fall ut terly to find the peace and happiness of which they are In search. "Young men, and old men, too, should learn the truth that the only real, lasting pleasure In life comes from being actually busy at some work every day; doing something worth while, and doing It aa well as you know bow. The more we appreciate thla fact the more will we be able to make the most of our Uvea." Suc cess. Likely to Get Even. Old Friend What became of that beautiful full length portrait of your self and your first husband? Mrs. TwotluH-e It la hidden away up In the garret. My second hunband has never seen It yet. I'm keeping It for surprise. "A surprise " "Yea. If he ever again givts me a ten cent bottle of perfumery for a Chrlstmaa present, I'll give him thnt painting for New Year's present." Receaaaaeadatloa. to Horn. Mistress I hope you have some roc ommendatlons. Bridget Kleonimendatlons, Is !ti Sure I have 12 or It In the last four months. There la always room at the to? o." a tall c-stun e fur more costume. GEO. P. GROWELL, Siiccwor to K. I.. Smith. 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