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’ THE MOTHER OF A SOLDIER. 1 / ~ ----- ¡The mother of a soldier—hats off to her, I say! The mother of a soldier who has gone I . to face the fray; She gave him to her couutry with u bless ing on his bead— 'And she found bis name this morning in the long list of the dead— ,“Killed—Sergeant Thomas Watkins, while leading on the rest, >A. Bible in his pocket uud a portrait on I bis breast!” The mother of a soldier—she gave him to her land; She saw him on the transport as he wav ed his sunbrowned band; She kissed him through the tear drops and she told him to be brave; 'Her prayers went night and morning ( with her boy upon the wave. The mother of a soldier—her comfort and her joy. She gave her dearest treasure when she gave her only boy; She law the banner waving, she heard the people cheer; >fihe clasped her hands and bravely looked away to bide a tear. The mother of a soldier—Ah! cheer the hero deed, lAnd cheer the brave who battle 'neath the banner of their creed; 'But don’t forget the mothers, through all the lonely years, That fight the bravest hutles on the sun less lield of tears. 'Nay, don’t forget the mothers, the moth ers of our men, ¡Who see them go and never know that they'll come back again; That give them to their country, to battle and to die, ¡Because the bugles call them and the starry banners fly. The mother of a soldier—hats off to her, I say! [Whose head is bowed in sorrow with its tender locks of gray. She gave without regretting, though her old heart sorely bled [When she found his name this morning in the long list of the dead; ^Killed—Sergeant Thomas Watkins, while leading on the rest. His dear old mother’s portrait clasped upon his hero breast!” ^-Baltimore News. # * X He Gave Her Up. J g Mi ee*«t«Ftg»Fggrreeteegrge HETTY ntnl sweet as the maiden look ed, Josiah had a natural prejudice against both her and her mother. 'They were worldly people and the gir! was by no means the wife he would have chosen for liiss adopted son nnd nephew,John 1‘arr. 'Even a Quaker maid would have been likely to become demoralized by the ^perpetual making of tine gowns and furbelows for the ladies of the mdgli- liorliooil, and Ella Massie why ¡Suddenly his train of thought was 'broken by Ella's gay voice. I "O, Mr. Fry!” she said. "1 have .watched you all day, nnd 1 have thought how tired you must be. You are a good bit older than 1 am ami I know I get awfuly tired of work and 1 expect you do, too.” The Quaker drew himself up to his full height and his handsome, middle- aged face, with Its tine eyes and gray locks, looked grand to Elia as he re plied: “Work Is good, and, thank tied. I have plenty of it It keeps one from ■In.” “I am afraid I do love the world very nint h. It Is so lieaulll'ul, and every one Is so kind to mo, but I should like to be better. Won't you teach me? 1 will try so hard to learn.” Josiah's reply was not very coherent, but whatever he said he certalnly thought a good deal of Ella after tills, ■ nd he decided that, although she did not belong to the Society of Friends— •he looked as sweet and gootl ns any young Quaker tuald she might yet be converted, and she Imd asked him to teach her to be good. “And so 1 will," lie suddenly startled lilmsclf by ex claiming ns he pondered over the mut ter lu the silence of Ids chamber that sight. "She Is only a frail snpling now," he •aid to himself, “but she will learn and will grow nnd the mightiest oak was •nee an acorn.” From this time Josiah made a point •f seeing Ella Massie frequently nnd doing his liest to convert her to Ills Meas and opinions, lie found In her ■ docile, loving nature, mid her pretty ways fairly charmed him. ! The idea of having her alsHit the house was certainly attractive, and yet •^somehow he could not picture her there as John's wife the girl had fair ly twined herself about Ids heart, and by the time the golden harvest had come Josiah knew tlie fact only too Well. At tlrst lie eldded himself and told himself he was mi old fool. It was absurd to think that a beautiful girl •f 90 would care for mi old widower of more than double her nge. Still, after all. at even live nnd forty, a man tin love, and love passionately, and Josiah loved Ella with all the strength •f Ids soul. He would not, of course. Wish to steal her away from his ■epbew, but John's had been proliably ■ mere passing fancy, and he was sure —was lie. though? - yes, he believed lie was quite sure—that Ella loved Idm. . One lieautlful August evening, after the day’s work waa over. Josblah lYy nnd Ella stood talking iu the gloam ing at her mother's gate. "Ella." he said. "1 have come here thia evealng liecause I have something I Impel tant to any to you. Ah, you [ smile. You guess what It Is, don't you?” The girl looked down for a moment, and then, though she blushed deeply, she gazed at him with her lovely blue eyes and said: “Yes, Mr. Fry, I felt sure you would say something soon.” Josiah looked radiant. It was strange how Ella's words pleased him, and yet they were not like those he should have expected from a Quaker maid. Still It was delightful to think how slie had understood hltr. and no one could be more charmirg or more sweet “Then thou art not afraid to trust me? Thou thlnkest I shall suit thee?” he said, gayly. "Yea,” she answered. “I know it. They used to tell me you were cold and Lard, but I did not believe It then, and now I laugh when I think of it, for I have learned to love you.” She accompanied her words with a little squeeze of bls brawny hand, which she then raised to her lips and kissed. Josiah felt Ids blood coursing madly through his veins. He was de lighted to find himself so beloved, and, though he was distinctly being courted by this young maid, it was so sweet to him that his sense of the proprieties was in no way shocked. “But, my dear, thou knowest I am five and forty and sometimes cross and crabbed.” “That’s nothing,” laughed Ella. "I love old men, and feel so proud of you with your beautiful gray hair and your straight, tall figure. You will be a lovely old man, and I shall be prouder than ever of you. “Jack wanted to tell you all about it long ago, though he km v you would disapprove of me for his wife, but I begged him to wait. I told lilm if you were all he said—and you are—that I was sure I could make you fond of me. I loved you a little already be cause you were Jack’s uncle and had been so good to him, and If 1 like peo ple I can always make them like me a little.” She paused, and then after a moment's silence she went on: “Only yesterday I told Jack he might speak to you to-day, and now I do be lieve you must have guessed It, for here you are giving all that we want with out our even asking it, and I am so glad, for we could never have married without your consent!” Darkness seemed to fall over the landscape, and Josiah Fry felt it sud denly turn cold. Ills face blanched, but he uttered not a sound. He merely turned as if to go home. “Must you go now?” cried Ella, see ing and suspecting nothing. “Well, perhaps It’s time. It's getting dark, and Jack will be In from Birchley fair by this time and will want Ills supper. Besides I know you want to make him as happy ns you have made me. Good nlglit nnd tlumk you so much. Jack and I will never forget your goodness.” “Good night!" said Josinh, mechanic ally, nnd he made his way neross the Held to bls own home. lie staggered somewhat ns he walked, and bls feet seemed like lead, so that the short dis tance across tin1 meadow to the farm seemed longer than ever before. For that, however, he was not sorry, for the meeting with his nephew was painful to anticipate. Josiah, however, was no coward, so he put a brave face on the matter, and entering the parlor, where Jack was waiting for him to come in for sup per. h<> exclaimed: “Well. John, business first nnd sup per afterward. I want to tell thee that I know all everything. Elin lias just told me. nnd. lad. thou hast my bless ing. She Is a good girl and will make thee II faithful, loving wife, and thou must marry as soon as possible.”--Cin cinnati l’ost. Worth th • .lour cy. Doctor Mcllnitli ami wife, of ('idea- go. who Journeyed round the world on their bicycles, consuming three years or more in the trip, by reason of un foreseen delays In Inhospitable coun tries. arrived home last winter. As on tlie occasion of tlielr departure a large crowd had seen them off, so upon their return the streets were thronged with people eager to witness their home-coming. One of a group of persons who watch ed the scene from an upper window as the globe-trotters, escorted by hun dreds of local cyclers, wheeled luto view, remarked: “Well, there they come. And now I’d like to know what they have gain ed by that long ride, so full of hard ships and privations.” “Did you see them when they rode away from here?” asked another. “Yes.” “Did you notice they lind dropped handlebars ami rode with a hump'?’ “I think I did.” “Well, they’re coming back with raised handlebars nnd are sitting up straight. That waa worth the trip, perhaps. They have learned how to ride a bicycle.” Herat's an<i Men. I GERMAN RIP VAN WINKLE. IO GO TO PARIS Another Version of Our Well-Knows and Popular Story. Next Year an an Honorary Commis sioner to the Exposition. Washington Irving’s story of Ill; Van Winkle Is only one version of at old legend that often appears in liter 1 ature. lu the German, it Is pictur-' esquely set forth in the story of tlie monk Alfus. While still very young, Alfus entered ! a monastery, devoted his life to study , and to prayer. As the years passed, he became learned and wise, yet he re tained withal bis beautiful faith and childlike simplicity, so that, while his fame spread fur and wide, his sincerity and bis noble life endeared him to the poor. In time, however, the monk noticed how even the most beautiful things palled on one by continual association. The mountains that had tilled him with awe no longer had that effect upon him; perfumes from flowers, which he had thought very sweet, grew distaste ful, and he became weary even of dwelling on noble thoughts. Thus a great dread filled him, in spite of many struggles against it, that heaven itself might not satisfy one as everybody claimed it would. Iu one of these moods of depression, he left the monastery ami wandered In the woods that surrounded It. Here the great trees, the singing birds, and tlie mailing river, which, when first he beheld and heard them, filled him with yearnings and awe too great for ex pression, now but reminded him of his doubts. In ngonj- of soul, he prayed to have this fear removed; aud rising from the I sward where he had knelt, he looked about him in astonishment. In place of the woods, with every nook of which he was familiar, he stood where ev erything was strange to him. Unknown trees cast their refreshing shade over him; rare grasses and flowers such as he hail never seen, were at his feet; and In a rapture of surprise he sat upon a stone to gaze about him. Suddenly a beautiful bird appeared, and resting upon a branch above him, began to sing. The bird was a strange one, and its song was stranger still. Its low. clear, thrilling notes touched him as nothing ever had before; but only for an instant, then it disappeared, leaving him sick with desire to hear it again. The silence remained unbroken, how ever, and Alfus rose from his seat, and dreamily turned toward home. But what was his amazement to find that bls vigorous step of the morning was now feeble; Ills hair and his beard bung about him iu a soft whiteness that was not like snow or anything else except the touch of nge on a noble life. As he approached the well near the monastery he saw strange women, with children clinging to their skirts, none of whom he had ever seen be fore. Aud the monastery itself was no longer a small, low building, but a massive structure, with a wide iron gateway. The porter that opened at his call was a young-faced monk, who looked at him askance. In vain he called for tlie brothers that he had known; and at last, in despair, lie cried: "Does no one know Alfus? This morning I left the monastery to walk in the wood, nnd now. on my return, all tilings are changed!” An old brother, wlio was sitting In the sun. answered him: "Alfus? 1 heard the brothers, when I was but a small boy. tell how Alfus went into tlie wood and never return ed. They said that ns he wns good and holy, he must have been taken in a chariot of fire to heaven, like the prophet of old. But flint was a hun-, dred years ago. for they heard it from those before them!” Then tlie wise Alfus saw the lesson that had been taught lilm, and falling on ills knees, he cried: “1 see now how a thousand years nre but as a day in Thy sight, since I. in listening but an instant to the bird that sings without tlie gate of Para dise. lived a hundred years!” And when those about him saw tlie glory that overspread his face they were dumb, for his soul had fled, to listeu to that bird forever. A Scapegrace’s Trick. A good story Is told of a young man, who, besides being of tlie spendthrift enter, is a splendid mimic, aud can Imitate his father's voice to a nicety, says the Weekly Telegraph. Not long ago the young mau wanted without delay some money to pay a bill, and he knew that his father would treat a request for the same with cold con tempt. Waiting till he knew that his father would be away, he went to the telephone call room and rang up the office, calling for the cashier. The cash ier was forthcoming, and when he was at the other end the young man imi tated his sire’s voice. “I say. Blank, If that scapegrace of a son of mine comes round and asks for twenty pounds, I don't give it to him. Only give him ten pound*.“ The cashier promised that lie would fulfill the commands. Not long after the son called at the office and demanded twenty pounds. He was refused by the conscientious cash ier. and. apparently in anger, the young man contented himself with the ten pound*. When the old mau reached the office there was a scene. Study of the relation between the total length of life and the time re quired to reach maturity has brought out an Interesting coni|>arlson between men and horses. A home at 5 years Is said to be, comparatively, as old as a man at 20, and may be expected to be have. according to equine standards, after the manner of the average college student folio« Ing human standards. A 10 year-old horse resembles, so far as Tran.niiitlng Sound. age and experience go. a man of 40, Water is au excellent transmitter of while a horse which has attained the aound. A «dentist by the name of ripe age of 33 Is comparable with a man Calladon made some experiments on of HO years._________ _ _ Lake Geneva. Switzerland, to demon strate the power of aouud to travel a Trees aud Lightning. According to a recent investigation of long way In water. A clock was made lightning strokes In trees which a Ger to strike under the water, and was man has carried out. the beech tree Is heard to a distance of twelve miles. In less often struck by the flash than any a aecond experiment the striking of a other. It Is unwise to take shelter clock was heard to a distance of twen- from a thunderstorm under any trees, ty-aeven. but If It Is a case of needs must the twech Is the best aud the oak or poplar Every cloud baa a silver lining—ao among the worst. "«urnu any. ROYAL BALING In selecting Mrs. Artie Goodwln-Cul- lop, of Vincennes, Ind., as one of the five honorary commissioners to the Paris Exposition next year Gov. Mount has made an excellent choice. Mrs. Sullop is a highly accomplished worn- POWDER. will aid the cook as no other agent will to make The dainty cake, The white and flaky tea biscuit, The sweet and tender hot griddle cake. The light and delicate crust, The finely flavored waffle and muffin, The crisp and delicious doughnut, The white, sweet, nutr ious bread and roll,— Delightful to the taste and always wholesome- MBS. ARTIE GCODW1N-CÜLLOP. an and possesses unusual executive ability. She is a brilliant conversa tionalist and a splendid linguist, speak ing French and English with equal fluency. In securing this appointment she liml the endorsement of Federal judges and other men of national repu tation, besides the support of her hus band, Hon. William Allen Cullop, one of the leading attorneys of Southern Indiana. Royal Baking Powder is made from PURE GRAPE CREAM OF TARTAR and is absolutely free from lime, alum and ammonia. CRUSADE AGAINST LYNCHINGS. Miss Lillian Jewett, of Boston, a New Harriet Beecher Stowe. There are many imitation baking powders, Miss Lillian Clayton Jewett of Bos made from alum, mostly sold cheap. Avoid ton, who has taken up the crusade them, as they make the food unwholesome, against the lynching of Southern ne groes and has won the love of the col ored race for her service, is a very ROYAL BAKING POWDER CO., NEW YORK. good looking woman. She promises to be a very effective one as well. She Is 24 years old, a little taller than the average, and a great deal more pleas ing and impressive as a public speak- 1 he Conclusion. Fnddy—Joggles has moved out to ed. In her home city she is referred the suburbs.” He says he does it for “And you say tlie idiot of a teacher to as a new Harriet Beecher Stowe. the exeicise that working about tlie told you that you had an extravagant When she stood up iu the mass meet ¡place will give him. He bought fool of a fathei?” ing of colored people at St. I’aul's ’Shandy’s place. Shandy has moved "That's what he meant.” “But what diil he say?” into town. “He said it was criminal folly to Duddy—What induced him to sell? “To get tid of the wotk about the waste money on the education of such a chump as lam.”—Indianapolis Jour place.’’—Boston Tianecript. nal. A Fall River (Mass.) lover has se When Captain Coghlan was in com cured a writ from ooutt to compel the i parents of his sweetheart to permt the mand of the Raleigh lie was tlie small est man in statute on tiiat ship. latter to wed him. ! , MISS JEWETT. Baptist Church and offered to bring ! from Charleston, S. C., the family of | murdered Postmaster Baker she creat ed a sentiment which will not soon subside. She believed that the bring ing of Mrs. Baker and her orphaued children would arouse tlie North to take such action as will compel a cessa tion of lynchings in the South. It is a part of Miss Jewett’s plan to take tlie widow and orphans with her, to have them in lecture rooms where ad dresses are made In the crusade against Judge Lynch. “When God has some great work to perform,” said Rev. Mr. Ferris in introducing her, "He has always touched tlie heart of s woman and tlie work has been done.” And Miss Jewett herself, in her ad dress, declared: “The black man in this country Is free, but he is more destitute than he was thirty years ago. The country freed him, but did nothing else for him.” ________________________ Wanted Seluvllllng Better. No Tobacco for Norwegian Boy«. 'Is there any place in tins town «here they telegraph without wires?” he asked of the policeman on tire cor ner. “That discovery is too new and we haven’t got it yet,” replied the officer. “What’s the matter with tlie old way?” “No good. I’ve kept five or six wires red hot for half a day trying to get m.v brother in-law to send me money to get home on, but I cant even raise him. — Philadelphia Press. A law was recently passed in Nor way prohibiting the sale of tobacco to any boy under 16 years of age without a signed order from an adult relative or employer. Even tourists wiio offer cigarettes to -boys render themselves liable to prosecution. Tlie police are instructed to confiscate the pipes, cigars and cigarettes of lads who smoke in tlie public streets. A fine for tlie offense is also imposed which may be anywhere between 50 cents and $25. — Chicago iter-Oeean. ROBERT DOWNING PORTLAND-CHICAGO SPECIAL. A Gilt- Edged Train Put on by O. R. & M, Tells the Secret of His Great Endurance. —All Modern Equipments, and Run Through Without Change. Buffet-library cars of the latest build have been placed in service on the O. R. & N. fast mail trains. The library car embraces a spacious smok ing saloon, furnished witli easy chairs, wiiting desks, a well-selected library of standaid and popular books, guide books and cut rent periodicals, a well- stocked buffet, a barbel shop and an apartment for baggage. Tlie Oregon Short Line have also in augurated a modern dining-car service, giving uninterrupted dining-car seiv- ice via the O. R. & N. and its connec tions to and from the East. New chair cars of tlie latest pattern and new bag A lestiiiionial. gage and mail cars are to be added to Spelling is not the only difficulty to the present thiough service of new be encountered by the beginner on a Pullman palace and Pullman tourist sleepers, which have recently been typewriter. Any one who is learning placed in service and just out of the to use the machine will appreciate the biiildets* hands. Tlie entire train will following, from Pearson’s Weekly: be vestibilled, making East and West “How do you like your new type Robert Downing, the Tragedia». bound trains equal if not superior to writer?” inquired the agent. Robert Downing was recently inter many of the widely advertised limited “It’s grand,” was the immediate re ply. “I wonder how I ever got along viewed by tba press on the subject of tiains in the East. his splendid health. Mr. Downing without it.” “Well, would you mind giving me a promptly and emphatically gave the whole credit of his splendid physical little testimonial to that effect?” condition to Pe-tn-na, saying: “Certainly not Do it gladly.” So he “I find it a preventive against all rolled up his sleeves, and in an Incredi eudden summer ills that swoop upon bly short time pounded out this: “After Using the amtomatig Back- one in changing climates and water. “It is tlie finest traveling companion xctlon a type writ er for thro emonthan •nd safeguaid against malarial influ d Over. I unhessttattlngly pronounce It prono ce it to be al even more than ences. money-back tea and “To sum it up, Pe-ru-na lias done th e Manufacture Claim? for it. Dur me more good than any tonic 1 have ing the time been in our possession e. I. baking powder at ever taken.” th ree monthxl id has more than paid Healthy mucous membranes protect for itfelf in the saving of time the body against tlie heat of summer an dlabor. John $ Gibbs.” • nd the cold of winter. Pe-ru-na is “There you are, sir.” sure to bring health to the mucous “Thanks,” said the agent and moved membranes of tlie whole body. Nothing, perhaps, is so bitter aa quickly away. Write for a copy of Dr. Hartman’s latest book entitled “Summer Ca olives freshly picked, yet after they The Qne n'a Double. tarrh.” Address Dt. Hartman, Colum turn purple and black, hogs soon learn to devour them. The Queen’s double la an elderly bus, O. woman who acts as pew-opener at a ROITT'S senoot, church In North London, and so exact Menlo Park. San Mateo Co., Cal., accred Remember that cholera morbus, Is the resemblance that It makes all ited at the Universities. Location. climate cholera infantum, summer com and careful attention to Mental. Moral anti new members of the congregation ex plaint, bilious colic, diarrhoea and Physical- training, places Hottt's among claim. Strangely she Is the exact age dysentery are each and all catarrh the foremost Schools for Bovs on the of the Queen, and became a widow in Coast —5. F. Chronicle. Will ' re-open in of the bowels. Catarrh is the only the same year that the Prince Consort new building August 15th. (9th year.» correct name for these affections. 1 the Ira O. Hoitt, Ph. D., Pritict|>al. died. Pe-tn-na is an absolute specific for A Waldoboro (Me.) bachelor, while Workwomen in Cuba. these ailments, which are so com watching beside the conch of hie stok Fitting work for women is scarce In mon in summer. Dr. Hartman, in fathei last winter, made three ae fin* Cuba. Cooking and washing are mo a practice of over forty years, never quilts as were ever produced at an old- nopolized by men. American employ lost a single case of cholera infan fashioned quilting bee. ment of women In the Havana post tum, dysentery, diarrhoea, or cbol- office has been received with disap ! era morbus, and his only remedy A St. Louis woman, after searching waa Pe-ru-na. Those desiring proval by the male Cubans. for six months for her hnsband. found further particulars shoo Id send for his body in an embalmer’a office, where A story on a married man Isn't really a free copy of “Sntnmer Catairh.” it was doing service aa an exhibit. lutereatlng unless his wit« caught him AddreM Dr. Hartman, Columbus, O. The man had been accidentally at IL drowned. Schillings Best lour Grocers