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WIT AND HUMOR. A Ai AD CAREER. ; tribute in their respective places, he The rule of Three: For ths 1 said: “I hears and sees a heap oh I ain just a little weary to-night. quare tings but I doesn’t tell all I Stary of the B.'illiont bit Wrotohol Aotrou person to clear out Bitting alone in the waning light. Tho Porter lelli of Snore» who rival the knows -not dis chile, lia ha. Alone in the silent room; The man who sings the sul 1 Rachel. And my eyes are full of unshed tears Noise of the Train. greenbacks should have his nofJl For the hopes and dreams of sweet, dead HOUSEHOLD. fore him. years, Years lost in a tender gloom. i W ork for W omen .—Much is said Caucuses for town meeting. J about employment for women where soon be in order. A cbucub is Oh, to think how my memory straps by a little money could lie made or Hack, and back to the beautiful days, thirty or forty men get together J Rachel was the most brilliant vote us one man tells them to 1 The days when I waa young; rather earned without compromising A Preu» reporter stumbled across a When hope and I were never apart, our time. She drew crowd- a good social position. Women in actress of When love made melody in my heart A New Jersey widow is kllJl very bright, intelligent porter on a comfortable homes with a family of And melody on my tongue. sleeping-car on the Washington ex children to rear, and care for have e.l houses in Paris and London, in have changed her religion hwj Never again shall I dream anch dreams: press a few tights ago. He was sit- their _____ , occupied. Berlin and St. Petersburg and New she wished to avoid meeting hwil hands ____ often __ fully Bee euch meadows, and woods, and streams, baud in the next world. | ting in the forward end of his car Others without the patter of chil York. She accumulated a large for Or carry a heart so glad. The poetical expression, "gJ 1 have crossed the hill at the turn of life: surrounded bv a pile of boots and dren’s feet in their household, have tune by a few years upon the stage. I have borne the burden and heat of strife: shoes, which he just began to blacken. mU?ll to i“’’ 1 'i:. ' 'for "*anv Few women have been so honored by have wings," must have been sue J I’m tired, and a little sad. . , , • , , . , , I bors thev have no tnue for any- the artistic world as was thin great ed to the author by seeing a woman’s hat. All the passengers had gone to bed thing. thjng.” Other other women are making I know that my hair is turning gray, I feel I am growing old to-day, and the porter hud made his rounds homes happy for their aged parents. tragedians. A Sunday school boy gave the j And my heart einks wearily: But no one can real her life with lowing definition of faith: and gathered up all the shoes he Others are in the delightful circle of When the sweetest rose of life is dead. out repeating, with profound sadness, feeling perfectly sure of u .J When song is over, and beauty fled. could find, marking in lead pencil in girlhood’s home, with parents, broth Ah! what has life left for me? ers and sisters around them and the phrase which often trembled on when you have nothing to back it J each shoe the number of the owner’s share in the labors incident thereto. A bank president left a soutJ Hush! There are footsteps upon the stair; the lips of her best friends: Paavre berth and section. Lead pencil, he To some of these, comes the thought Hush! There are sounds on the soft sail town the other duy forever, «juJ Rachel! Her life win outwardly air, said, would not rub out. Formerly occasionally “ How nice it would be taking a cent of the bank’s nJ And I foruot to complain. brilliant, but inwardly wretched. It to do some work at home and be paid with him. He died. he used chalk, but found that it My sons and daughters are in the room. for it.” Many times, various kinds failed to bring her content because it And gone is the soft, regretful gloom: rubbed off easily and sometimes he of Things are coming to a pretty J I am glad and young again. work if obtainable could be done was destitute of high moral aims. in Kentucky when a preacher found himself all mixed up. He was I at home without causing neglect of Polly, and Kitty, and Jack, and Chris— She sacrificed her honor to low pas salary docked for time lost on al a genuine specimen of the Southern [ other duties. All of them wanting a mother’s kiss, sions. and debased her genius by to tight a duel in a distant partoll All tenderly full of fears; darkey, and was rubbing away vigor \ Many women are without these State. Then quite forgotten were youthful joys, her greed for money. ously when the reporter said: ties, so to speak, and are free to seek I was well content with my girls and b >ys, Born of poor parents, and leading Pat says that if men could J “You’ve got a big job before you.” i for employment. But they prefer Content with my fifty years. “Yes, sah,” said the ebony porter as , to get along with a bare pittance in a wandering life in early years, she bear their own funeral sermons 1 —f Christiu Unon. lie showed his white teeth; "but dat stead of earning a good living for had a joyless childhood, with few ad read their own head-stones, til A SALESMAN'S SIGH. ain’t all de shoes in this hyar kyar;' themselves. Why? Because they vantages of education or of society. would bo no living in the world il POOR KATIE. A New York letter says: A patient, j dere is free pair ob shoes a missin', have false ideas about the respecta- I Coming to Paris at twelve years of them at all. Mrs. Lovell, Katie’s mother, was a quiet young salesman in the inen’H ! but I reckons I knows whar dey is,’’ ■ bility of this, that, and the other ' age. she sang in the cafes to add a Statistics show that the 1<J seamstress, and there were many underwear department in Ridley’s and the frowns over the porter’s nose kind of work. few sous to the family income. Her number of marriages are by days when she had but little work to store, heaved a sigh recently that a i grew deeper and lie frowned a very voice was thin, and she was not an ef Many a lady is living on the gen under 23 years of age. Boes a do, and the pay was always small— reporter who stood by inquired what | knowing frown. "In de fust place erosity of indulgent friends, whose fective singer, blit her acting won at prove that as people grow older fl only a few cents for a garment that ‘he tr >uble was. de owners ob de missin' shoes am self-respect would be ir.creased by tention and she was placed under become wiser? she must work at the whole day long. •Do you see that young lady going , Y'anks, and dey hid dere shoes so dat i earning her own living. She fears eminent masters. Rev. Mr. Beecher thinks maul But she struggled hard to pay the away there with her mother?” re | de porter couldn't black ’em and den she would not be respected. I'nder their training she appeared rent and keep Tim and Katie in plied the young salesman, passing a i dey wouldn’t had to pay nuftin in de Said a parasite lady, who secretly on the stage and won great appiause be compelled ere long toacknowlJ school. yearned to do something for her sup when only fifteen years of age At his relationship with the lower 1 long, thin, white hand through a po mornin’.” In school—that was the great I etic head of hair and then pointing "Why did you say the owners were port, “I wish I was a widow with six I eighteen she had taken Paris by mals. It will go mightily against! thing. “Plenty of money may come to a chattering, laughing, daintily ! Yankees?” asked the reporter. j children on my hands. Then I storm and wus earning a thousand grain for us to admit that we arei] one day. little ones,” she would say, ! dressed young woman, who was fol “Bekase, sab, no Soth'rn gemmen would take in title washing and iron dollars a night, which was more than to Mace and Slade. "but it will not be worth much if you lowing an enlarged edition of herself i wud hide his shoes. Dey ain't so ing and other things and have a good the whole income of her family dur "Owain Alaw," or John Owen, I do not know how to use it. This is through the crowded store. “Lately i mean, but de people what belongs i excuse for it. But if I should at ing any year since her birth. national bard of Wales, has just J the most wonderful country in the married.'' he added sententiously. The sudden influx of wealth was of at the age of 63. He was the J to Yankee land does hit right 'long. tempt to do any work for wages I world, my birdies. Tim may be Her greedy man whose literary efforts could J Ebery trip de same ting happens; should disgrace myself and offend my small value to her. “How do you know that?” President and Katie a Mrs. President “St e, here are forty-eight night sometimes d«y wrap dere shoes up in friends. If I could obtain a situation father took it al), and allowed her Joseph Cook's seem intelligible! and you can’t know to much of shirts that I have had to pull down dere pantaloons-us and shoves dem as a teacher in the public schools, or scarcely enough to purchase suitable comparison. school-book. I'm sure that, when from the shelves above, open, stretch I under de pillar when dey takes 'em teach music or some such thing. I dresses for the stage. The family They are building tenement boJ you're grown up, you can never be out. show her, and that 1 now have to I off, and sometimes dey jest drap dem would do it at ail hazards. But I life was still pinched and unsympa so high in New York that the 1 glad and thankful enough that vour fold up and put away. And ne’er a into dere valise. Anything to hide cannot, so I must do without hand thetic. who occupies the top floor is obll mother sent you regularly to school. sale, nor even a thank you. ohe ■ ’em from de porter and sabe a few some dresses, a gold watch and chain But Rachel cared little at this time to start home about 9 o’clock ini So don’t mind the patched clothes, came to me with her mother, aud i pennies.” and all that.” for wealth or sympathy. She was de evening in order to reach bis Ml but keep at the head of the class, if modestly blushing, asked me to see A friend of hers, failing to obtain voted to her art. and ambitious to at hour after midnight. All this the porter said in a low tone, ypu haven't a hat for your head!” while he shined his shoes as the a situation in a seminary, folded her tain perfection in it. ■ some night-shirts.” ’’"But the winter Katie was eleven Professor Jullien asserts that I certificate and did dressmaking until train was rattling over the road. At twenty she was without a rival “Boys?” I asked. years old, the brave little mother had "I’se been on a Saint Lonis run. poor health admonished her that it on the French stage. At twenty-one brown stone houses of New York! “No; men’s she replied. less money than ever before, and as “I brought down some fine linen i and I’se been on a Boston run, and must be given up. Then she took ] London was at her feet, and she bore entirely crumble away in less fl the spring-time came on they grew ones, but they were too small. Then I’se been hyar, and right hyar’s de i the place of second girl in a wealthy herself with dignity in the saloons one thousand years, so ruinous ill so very poor that there was not al I climbed up that step-ladder, and best ebery time. De trabel to deI family at a salary of six dollars a j of nobles and in court circles. Even atmosphere. That settles it I ways enough of bread left after got her numbers 36 to 42. She said Souf am fust-class. De Soth'en gem month with reasonable privileges in the Duke of Wellington paid her shall not build a brown-stone bJ breakfast to make a school luncheon the latter was the size. It wouldn’t be economy. men always am liberal wid dere cash, j eluded. True she did not eat at the honor. fo» Tim and Katie. "Have you any frilled bosoms?” and wliar a man from de Norf gibs table with her employer, nor was she But her fall began in the very in A Delaware editor who happJ “Give it all to Tim,” Katie would I she asked. de porter ten cents de Soth’en gem invited to parties, as other young la- toxication of success. The moral to observe Henry Ward BeJ say; “I believe I don't want anything “I pulled down the latest style of men gibs him a dollah. and iloan dies were. She enjoyed good health purity, hitherto guarded with sacred lunching at a railroad restaiJ at noon.” Poor little Katie! How frills. make haf de fuss ober hit, although her meals were eaten at a ness, was surrendered to the flattery says, that ‘ time is beginning to J hard she tried to think that she was “Golly, bosB.” said the darkey, with \ 10SS pretentious table. Tho food was of false friends, and society closed “Haven’t you any of tiiese colored not hungry! How empty her hands frill shirts, with little pockets!” she a chuckle and a grin, “dectillnd trash excellent mil her appetite ditto. She its doors to her blighted womanhood. its marks on Henry, but he can »ill with all his old time vim and elJ felt at first as she trudged along with continued. kin say what dey pleases ’bout bein’ j paid short visits to friends, wrote let She grew reckless of public opinion, ity.” out her dinner! And how her heart “I went to the end of ' he counter. free and tillin’ up Norf hyar, but for . tors, did sewing, reading, etc., with- lost her ambition to excel in her art, beat, and how the blood burnt in I climbed up the step ladder and got me jest gib me back de good old i out neglecting any duty. Five years Rev. Dr. Hall said that every ■ cared only to use her great pow her cheeks, when the nooning came, down three boxes of colored number slabery days. Gib me back my old ! have passed and she lives with the and was a sermon, when a boy was J ers to win money. and she of all the girls had no lunch 42's, frilled. She examined each box, massah and missus, and I'd cut stick same family at more than double her With loss of character and lofty ing apples from Mr. Hall's ordfl eon to eat! Oh, if anybody should pronounced them sweet, priced them, from dis hyar kyar quicker dan a former salary. She is not a recluse. j aims, came also loss of health, anil When the boy’s father subseqnJ notice it, she thought, and she tossed them all about; then she 'possum kin climb a tree.” I but a real happy lady. | Rural New J before she was thirty her power over asked him why he limped he nJ studied how she might behave that turned to her mother and said: "But don’t you make out pretty ■ Yorker. ' an audience had waned, and ere she that he was struck with one of] nobody should know she was verv “Ma, what do you think he would well here?” asked the reporter. R oman P unch .—Two quarts of reached her fortieth year she was in Hall’s sermons. poor. The hunger in her stomach like the best, one of those shirts or a “Sakes alive, ves, sah.” answered cold water, one of Maderia wine, half her grave. A Montreal clergyman, in seek was not half so hard to liear as the silk handkerchief?” the porter quickly with a grin: "I i a pint of brandy, the juice of six to discover why his church wasl Pauvre 'Rachel.' Who can envy fear that somebody would know that “You know best,” answered her does in fack. You see, de Pullman 1 | lemons and two quarts of sugar. such a career? Her own sad words swept and dusted, learned thall she had nothing to eat. mother. Company pays me $30 a month, and [ This is very hard to freeze. In win reveal a weary heart. "It seems to woman whose work it had been 1 But, after a few days, poor Katie “She for a moment, and hits a worry dull time when I can’t ter used snow instead of ice. me that death were preferable to this died of starvation. Poor woman' began to think that the girls noticed then as thought she trotted off I heard lier scrape together $75 a month. Some M arcia C ake .—One cup of butter, i life which I drag as a convict drags is supposed a church donation ¡1 that she brought no luncheon. Then say: “I guess ma, 1’11 buy a silk times I beats dat ; I’se made as high into her house by mistake furl she thought that perhaps if she handkerchief, He can wear that to as $100 in a month. Most ob de two of sugar, four eggs, one wine j his chain." "I have had great suc- got glass of champagne, half a teaspoon- i cess, but how’ At the expense of my clergyman's. brought something that looked like church.' goramin what calls der selbs commer i ful of salaratus, and flour enough to ! health, of my life! The intoxication A man who speaks from experi one, they would never think about “That's so, dear,’ ma replied, “and trablers is good pay, and dey am I I pat out with the hand. Make into I with which an admiring public in asserts that there is no such thir.— her eating it How she thought it he can't wear a colored frill night cial good fur half a dollah, but de actors . small flat cakes, and bake in a quick | spires me, passes into my veins and “dipsomania,” and he says it is I all out, I cannot tell; but if any of shirt to church.” and de actresses beats dem, and de j oven. burns them up.” ing more or less than a “yilain. I you have ever been in trouble and "There they goto the silk counter,” people what’s a trablin’ round sight Pauvre Rachel! brilliant but fashioned drunk.” The last yd tried to think your way out of it, per added A H int for the D ressing of F owl . the young salesman, as lie seein’ takes de cake. A man and Lis haps you may remember »liat you heaved another sigh from his breast wife trablin’ from New Y'ork to New —If you wish to give a delicate and wretched; because she was not true man of the present generation] to herself and much less to her God. wants to know what on earth ■ thought of some very foolish and and a shirt box to the shelf over Orleans am wtif 'bout $2 or $3, and a yet distinct onion flavor to the fowl, In the height of her fame, her “old-fashioned drunk?” queer things, and this was the way head. boil the onion till tender, changing man by hisself am wnf-’bout $1, but | jewels were her pride, but in the end with Katie. She might tie up a few the water twice; then chop it in very Isn't it wonderful that in speed de man what’s just bin married,” said — simplest .... iplest coals in a paper, she thought, but small bits, just as if it were raw. happier was the lot of . the jewel of ing for a rise somebody doesn't t] A Philadelphia physician has made the porter with another chuckle, "he Roast goose or wild duck gain to most ■ peasant girl who had the jewels ffer mother would need every coal to boss, ’kazo he don't know de I i — piety ........... ety and virtue £_ in 1 her soul — his attention to gunpowder’ 1 keep up the fire. There were some a special study of the phenomena of am de and when a man jest gets mar-! palates by having the dressing thus I [Youth's Companion. commodity seems to possess ai l blocks in one corner of the small death' both through his personal ob ropes, flavored. ried lie's kind ob reckless 'bout his necessary elements, although d room Tim's blocks, that Santa servations and those of others, and trablin' expenses. S tuffed T omatoes .—Stuffed toma WHY WE COMMENCE DINNER WITH care may be necessary in maoip'J Claus had brought him one Christ his conclusion is that the dissolution toes make a delicious entree. Choose "People when dey am trablin',” ing it. A magazine article inigb'l SOUP. mas, two or three winters before. is painless. “I mean,-’ ho explains, the porter, "doesn't go to half a dozen tomatoes of as nearly good. She could tie up some of these in a “that it approaches as unconsciously continued the same size as possible; cut off the The rationale of the initial soup An old story has been revived I paper for a make-believe luncheon, as sleep. The soul leaves the world bed as early as when dey am to home, top, and take out carefully with a sil and nobody would know. So she as painlessly as it enters it. What but de ininnit one man tells me to ver spoon the insides; rub the pulp has often been discussed: some re prayer-meeting held for a poor] make up his bed, den de hull kyar full tied up a few blocks neatly, and when ever lie the causes of death, whether through a sieve; then add to it, stir gard it as calculated to diminish di low's relief who had broken his] her mother noticed it as she started by lingering malady or sudden vio wants dem beds shuk up at de same ring vigorously, two large spoonfuls gestive power, on the theorv that so M bile Deacon Brown was pravii time, and den hits porter here and either knul for school, and asked in surprise lence, dissolution comes | of bread crumbs, a little mixed but much fluid taken first dilutes the gas tall fellow with an ox goad kno wbat she had in the paper, the poor through syncope or asphyxia. In the hits porter there till de whole ob de ter, and pepper and salt to your tric juices. But there appears to be at the door, saying, “Father could] beds am made; but you kin always no foundation for this belief. A clear come, but sent his prayers in tlieJ child hung her head, nnd then burst hitter case, when resulting from dis count on de newlv-married couples taste, till the tomatoes with this put soup disappears almost immediately ease, the struggle is long protracted into tears. lhey were potatoes, beef, port! perk] on the covers, and bake in a moder to bed last. Dey jest hang on after entering the stomach, and in no corn. "Oh. Mamma!” she sobbed. “I and accompauied by all the visible goin' ate oven. Bake on an earthen pie till everybody else am gone to lied, way interferes with the gastric jnice wanted to make believe that I had marks of agony which the immagina Rev. Mr. Talmage accuses a CM plate or pudding dish. some luncheon it's onlv Tim's tion associates with the closing scene and den dey go too. Sometimes I which is stored in its cells ready for go clergyman of stealing his serJ gets bold of some worry troublesome C rullers . — One cup of white sti of life. Death does not strike all blocks!" The habit of commencing The Chicago divine may appropj trablers. wimen, ob course. Dey gar,two thirds of a cup of sweet milk. action. For one moment the little mother the organs of the body at the same wants de kyar warmer or dey wants , two tablespoonfuls melted butter, one dinner with soup has without doubt his sermons, but he can never, in] did not understand, anil then sud time, and the lungs are the last to de kyar colder or dey wants a drink egg, three small teaspoonfuls of ’ts origin in the fact that ailment in wide world, steal his gestures ] give up their functions. As death this fluid form—in fact, ready digest grimaces, and flip-flaps, ami Mr j denly it all came into her mind ob water, or stithin’ just foah de sake baking powder; season with nutmeg. ed- soon enters the blood and rapid mage s sermons, without these I bow the pride of her child was approaches the latter gradually be ob sliowin' off, I npose. ' Have the cakes all rolled out before wounded because she could not ap come more and more oppressed; "Sometimes I gets passengers what yon begin frying; have the lard very ly refreshes the hungry man, who 1 are. to use a new smile, like "Haiq hence the rattle. Nor is the contact pear as the other school children did, neblier been in a sleepin’ kyar befoali hot, and plenty of it. Turn them after considerable fast and much act with the melancholy Dane omittq and that she had fixed upon that sufficiently |>erfect to change the and dey don’t know bow to go to bed; over almost constantly while cooking, ivity, sits down with a sense of ex A Springfield Sunday school J simple device to bide her want And black venous into the red arterial specially if dey hab an upper berf, and yon cannot fail to have cakes haustion to commence his principal how it made her heart nche more blood, an unprepared fluid conse and den hits fun to watch dem dimin' light, tender, and free from grease. meal. In two or three minutes after caused a momentary sensation [ he has taken a plate of good warm week because of this speech. *r than ever that her poor little girl quently issues from the lungs into up into de berf. C ream P uffs . -Melt one half cup soup, the feeling of exhaustion dis he made as he tendered his ® must go hungry! But she would the heart, and is thence transmitted “ I kin 'member till Judgment Dav. ” not deprive Katie of tho poor com to every other organ of the body. went on the porter, as be blew bis of butter in one cup of hot water, and appears, and irritability gives way to contribution: "Here's my P“ fort of trying to "keep up appear The brain receives it. and its energies breath on a shoe, “’bout a big, fat old while boiling beat in one cup of flour, the gradual nsLg sense of good fel lather hadn’t anv and motherb* ances," and her throat was too full of appear to be lulled thereby into sleep gemmen what went down to Rich then take from the tire and cool. lowship with circle. Some persons any, and so I took this out of generally tranquil sleep tilled W ben quite cold stir in three eggs have the custom of «Having exhans yeast cup. I was bound to h choking lumps for her to trust her mond last trip. Mighty souls! how self to say much; so she smoothed with dreams which impel the dying tie did snore. He snored so loud dat one at a time without beating them. tion with a glass of sherry before one even if we had to go witi to murmur out the names of friends Drop on tins in small spoonfuls, and f<jod-a gastromic no less than a yeast. the little girl's hair and wiped away de neiss of de de kyar trabling ’long the tears from her face, and said and the occupations and recollections wa’nt nuffin. and a gemmen in de bake in a moderate oven. Custard physiological blunder, injuring the Mrs. Peter Schinskv is one of U tilling the above—one aud one-half bravely: “Never mind, Katie! Bet of past life.” berf right ober him yelled at de fat cups of milk, two eggs, four table stomach and depraving the palate Austin ladies who take much W ter days will come! Mother feels lhe <oup introduces nt once into the care of their animal pets then tbrj ninn and one ob de passengers on de sure of it!" And then Katie slipped There are a pair of scales in the opposite side ob de kyar swoah at him. spoonfuls of flour, sugar to the taste, system a small installment of readv- j of their children. She has got > away with her little bundle, and the New York Assay Office of a kind Mighty souls! how he did cuss de ole tiavor with vanilla, and boil the same digestcil food, and saves tbe short [xxxlle by the name of Fido. ■ \\ hen cold, open the period of time which must be spent cently Mrs. Shinsky’s little boy.J bundle, and the poor little mother sat so delicate that, when brought to a fat man. Den de gemmen in de top as custard. V' the cream, Bake by the stomach in deriving some nu asked his mother: “Shall I gi’*» — 2 ----------- down and sadly wept at the hard balance with two pieces of paper of berf calls foah me, and he says, 'Per puffs and till with ships that had befallen her little equal size in the pans, the mere writ ter. jest wake the ole rhienosceros up: the puffs thirty-five minutes. triment from solid ailment, as well as this piece of sugar he is begging^ ones. indirectly strengthening the organ of "No, my child, it might spoil ing of a name with lead pencil on tell him to turn ober.’ ” When a man fishes for a compli When the nooning came, Katie sat one of the pieces of paper will add teeth. Eat it yourself." “Does I eber hear pussons talkin' ment he is apt to get more than he at her desk with her make believe enough weight to the paper to turn in dere sleep?” wants. The best way in which to get Two English girls are roW • the scales in its favor. dinner before her. Her teacher no "Mighty souls, yes, sab I I hears praise is to do something which de Wild chickens, numbered by thon- with boisterous laughter in a hot* tired that she kept her seat, and see very quare tings. Some gemmen eats mands it An actor once said to Gar Nice. Then comes the shocked1 ing her luncheon, went to her and It is with nations as with individu a great mess of stuff, jest befoali dev rick: "Dou’t youthink I struck out Mnds. are hunted as wild ¿amo in iron: “For Heaven's sake. M*1 \ fPW said: “Why do von not go into the als; those who the least of others get on dis kyar. yon know, den dev some Iteauties in my acting last Comanche county. Texas. lurch room and eat your luncheon | think the highest of themselves; for goes to bed with dere stomick chock night? And the great comedian re years ago a large nnmlierof domestic •ion’t f They'll take you for <** chickens were deserted for some rea those horrid American girls.” Oj with the other girls?” at the same the whole family of pride and ignor full nnd gets de nightmare." plied, without changing a mnscle; these sweetly designated class, time reaching out for Katie's bundle. ance are incestuous and mutually be As the portvr gathered up an arm “Mell, yes, I thought you struck them OWI’P>’- when thev took ci ng to overhear, says gently “Oh. teacher!” cried Katie, burnt I get each other. I ful of fn*sh)y-polished shoes to dis all out." guess not—with those awfully A SONG FOB MID OLE AGE. ing into tears, "don't touch it! and oh, teacher, don’t tell, please! It’s only blocks!” “Only blocks!" softly repeated the teacher, and tears tilled tier eyes. "Never mind, Katie, I’ll not tell the girls. You are u brave aud a dear little girl, and one of the best in the school!” Poor, poor child! The kind words were like manna to her heart; but, longing as the teacher was to give the child a portion of her own lunch eon, she would not hurt her pride by the offer before others. But during a short session of the teachers when school was over, she related the in cident, and spoke in such high terms of praise of tbe little girl, that each i one resolved to do all possible to i bring “better days” at once to the poor mother; and early next morn- ' ing the better days began. No one touched the brave little mother’s self respect by offering her charity, but plenty of work, with good pay, was carried to her. and enough of bread and milk, and new shoes, and coal, and all other needful things, soon camo to theit home through the mother’s industry. And Tim’s blocks went back into their corner to stay there. Happy little Katie! | St. Nicholas for April. ON A SLEEPER I feet”