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OLL
i FAVORITES
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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
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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-
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clan days erected In
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manner ana
Wltn a purpose not entirely uibsuuhoi i-
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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:
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"r.at nas ed between them. Sho
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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
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last lew aays ueiore iub w " -----
.im - mm for Winifred. She had
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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,
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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-'
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DAUGH l fcK.
By
FORRESTER.
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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
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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.
Oldi'st Established House In Hie valley.J
DEALER IN
Dry Goods, Groceries,
Boots and Shoes, '
Hardware,
lour and Feed, etc.
This old-established honpe wR con-
inue to pnv cash (or all its goods; it
navs no rent: 11 employs n
but
oes not nave to aivi'ie wnu inu"'
All (iivi 'tnds are mad with customers
iu tlto way of reasonable prices.
Lumber
Wood,
Posts, Etc.
Davenport Bros
Lumber Co. .
Have opened nn office- in Hood River.
Cull nnd got prices and leave orders,
which will be promptly filled.
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