THAT BOY OF MINE.
He’. rosy as the summer sky
At dawning of the day;
His little “goo-goo’s” signify
The things that he would say.
He’s innocent of all desire
In babyland to shine,
And yet the neighbors all admire
That little boy of mine.
Like many other baby boys
He dearly love« a row,
And oft I wish he’d stop his noise,
And smooth his troubled brow.
3ut when his little eyes are dry—
When* tiny sparkles shine—
The wealth of Klondike would not buy
Thut little boy of mine.
His faults are few—if faults they be—
I tell them in a joke
To visitors, but generally
Feel sorry that I spoke.
For ere they have a chain*«* to laugh
His grandma cries, ‘’Why, Joe,
You used to make more noise by half
Some thirty years ago.”
Then as we lay him down to rest.
In childhood's snowy bands,
And fold upon his little breast
His chubby little hands;
In pur«* and perfect innocence
II«* looks aliinMt divine—
Th«* sweetest gift of Providence
Is that w«*«‘ boy of mine.
—Chicago Keeord.
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(J g V?T might be worse,
II consoled the rosy
Tills Is the way It came about: Twitter
ing old Miss Denslow, swooping In on
her beloved patient with a tray of deli
cacies, almost dropped the tray at sight
of her tall nephew, erect, smiling,
clothed in his ordinary habiliments.
"it's all right.” lie assured her. “I
couldn't play ill one day longer—not an
hour! To stay indoors with that sky,
that sun, that breeze! It would be
criminal. Here, I’ll drink your broth,
auntie. I'm only going for a short
walk.” *"
It was a short walk. It was only as
far as the house with the flower-tilled
windows across the street.
It was Isola Ray herself -Isola, in a
Quakerish little gray house gown, that
matched her eyes, and a fetching little
apron of milled lawn, who opened the
door to him.
"You!” she stammered. She grew
quite white. "Why—you----- ”
"I'm not a ghost," he assured her.
smiling. “My name Is Frank Harland.
I’ve come to thank you for all those
exquisite flowers. Won’t you ask me
in?”
“But I—but my—my friend said that
you—you were crippled for life! Ami I
thought I thought —”
“Now, Isola Ray!” protested a plain
tlve voice. The mistress of the house
came up to the hall. "I thought when
you asked me about the sick gentleman
at the window that you meant old Mr.
Benham, who lives at 33. He's been all
but bedridden for years. 1 did not know
you meant Miss Denslow's nephew.
Come in, Mr. Harland.”
Never was Invitation accepted with
more alacrity. That wasn't the only
time Frank entered the flower-tilled
parlor ah, not by many!
“A year ago,” he says to-day. and
sighs. “Now 1 know the dire effects of
a foot-ball fatality.”
And when Ids friends question him.
he just glances at a glittering stone on
a white linger and attempts explain^
tion.
But his fiancee stops him. And they
both laugh. Which, after all. is the
only thing to do when one is happy.—
Chicago Tribune.
Frank, dear!”
little aunt.
"It might!” admitted Frank,
gloomily.
"It's a pleasant street to look out on,
If it Is quiet,” she added.
It was a pleasant street they were
looking out on then from the window
it the little old fashioned house with
.ts fluttering dimity curtains and bright
brass doorbell. It Is tucked away on
the West Side. It is not more than two
blocks hi length. The houses are de
tached and have quite an air of exclu
siveness. Two, long green grass plats
MUST BE A HEALTHY PLACE,
run down the center of the street, and
between them a Jolly little fountain Washington Man’s Wife Spoiled His
goes forever—
Chances of Shirking Duty.
A young Westerner who nailed a Job
Leaping toward the sun-heart to be
in one of the departments about a year
warmer.
Then recoiling in a tremble from the too ago got into the habit from the Jump of
much light above.
putting In a time slip pretty frequently,
Hut despite the pleasant aspect of the explaining each time to the chief of his
place and his aunt's adoring ministra division that his wife was very delicate
unit that she had sent for him. Then
the young man would repair to ills fa
vorite maison de lush and put in a cou
ple of extra hours of enjoyment or cross
the river on the electric ears to that
large shed where even money, and even
money only, Is given against race
horses that are 3 to 1 at the track, or
otherwise toy with the blithesome
hours.
During the past summer the young
Westerner tore one hour off the daily
stunt every day. leaving tile office at 3
o’clock, ami put ill a slip, informing
the chief of his division that his invalid
wife was staying out in the country,
near a small Virginia town, and that
If he didn’t catch the 3:15 train he’d
have to remain in Washington over
night.
About 12:45 on last pay day a splen
did buxom woman, who would prob
tions, Frank Harland found the days ably have tipped the beam easily at 175
dragged. To have been hurt III foot pounds and whose cheeks werelike wild
ball- In a practice game at that! To be roses, walked into the office of this
obliged to leave the team and cuddle chief of division ami sweetly asked if
down ami keep still like a naughty child she could see her husband. She was
who Is doing penance in the corner! the young Westerner’s wife. The chief
Worst of all, Io be even temporarily de told her that her husband was out at
barred from the youthful companion lunch. She said she wouldn't wait, and
ship In which he so delighted It was swept out. regal, handsome, the very
deuced hard- it was disgusting!
model and picture of robust physical
“Now that you're sitting up you'll be health.
out lit no time,” his aunt assured him
"Say,” said the chief of division—
cheerily. "Now, It's time for your who Is malarious, dyspeptic and ema
nourishment. Wh, my dear?”
ciated to the young Westerner when
“Who Is she?” cried the young fellow. the latter returned from Ills lunch,
He had caught her arm suddenly. "Yes "where did you say your wife spent last
there! Coming out of the opimslte summer?"
house. She passes here every day. Sts1
The young Westerner named the
out of that house with all the Itetiutl- place, not without wondering If any
ful Howers In the windows!”
thing had happened to put his chief
“She? O, her name Is Isola Kay!”
"next.”
"Isola Ray!” lie repeated. Ills dark
"Well," said the chief, “that must be
poetic young face lit up. "What a de a rattling healthy place, and blamed if
licious name!”
I don't believe I'll move down there
"She has been away at board!ng- with m.v family. Your wife was In here
school.
She graduated this summer. a while ago!”
She Is giving music I i < hsoiis . They say
"Talking about feeling like a nickel’s
alio Is bright. She's n relative of the worth o' strawberries In the middle o'
old people over there. Why she Is winter!” remarked the young Western
coming In here!"
er afterward. In telling the story upon
A trim little figure tn a fall suit of himself Washington Post.
moss-green with a bewitching little
Sweet Fish.
toque of cerise silk on her fair hair hail
Among the queer experiences of fish
come In at the gate was ascending the
ermen the following should have a
steps.
Mine Denslow fluttered to the hall place:
A man was fishing for perch In one
door.
of the hikes of Maine. He stood near
"Come In!” she cried hospitably.
"Thank you. no. 1 Just brought a few the dam. and was fishing below. He
flowers for the poor young gentleman. notice«! an old barrel lying on Its side
Will you give them to him with my lu several feet of water.
On examination he found that It was
sympathy ?”
She smiled disappeared. Ami Frank an old molasses barrel, lying so that he
liarland found himself holding a mass could see the bung-hole.
Out of curiosity he dropped his hook
of scarlet geraniums and delicate ferns.
The next niornlug It was a little bunch . through the hole. Immediately then'
of late violets the day after a bouquet I was a great commotion inside the
of fragrant heliotrope. Rut despite her ' barrel, and the fisherman knew he had
dainty floral gifts the young music i caught something He was so sure of
this that he walked half a mile to get
teacher never came In.
"Ask lier,” Frank would entreat. ; a saw. and then sawed a piece out of
the top of the barn'l. and drew forth a
"Tell her I wish to thank her.”
"I have, my dear," his aunt would cry | three-pound trout.
The fish must have gone Into the
In des|>air. "Here, you're getting fever
ish again. You'll have a relapse. 1 can't barrel when small, and lived then- ever
since.
think what's coming over you."
The days did not drag now at least
India Hnbber Nails.
not until after Isola had passed. Then
India rubber nails are a. novelty In
there was the afternoon to watch for Germany They are used In places
when she came home. A delightful ant
where metallic nails would be liable to
mation thriller! the convalescent ath corrode.
lete. Once she had met his eyes amt
A piece of poetry about a shattered
blushed
The neat time she smiled.
Idol seems to appeal particularly to
Finally—ecstatic day! she bowed.
every married woman.
But there came a day—one glorious,
A polite bachelor always gives up his
copper-colored October day — when
Frank's aunt go« a shock which left her seat In a crowded car to a widow of
breathless and Isola Ray rot another. long standing.
i
i PROMINENT MEN WHO HAVE BEEN DISAPPOINTED IN PRESIDENTIAL ELECTIONS
T is the very essence of a presidential
election that some candidate must get
left. Some one must be disappointed.
And in the history of the republic many
great men have sought aud lost this cov
eted prize. Three great names stand out
prominently ill the list—Clay, M ebster
aud Blaine—each the idol of his party,
each the victim of political scheming.
Aaron Burr, just a hundred years ago,
missed the presidency by the narrowest
margin, lie was an adept in political
intrigue, with u magnetic personality aud
a briiliaut mind that won him equal favor
ill the eyes of the voters with Jefferson.
Each received seventy-three votes aud
this threw the election into the House of
Representatives. Thirty-five ballots were
taken without result.
The Federalists were anxious to defeat
Jefferson aud they gave their support to
Burr until the thirty-sixth ballot. Then,
Burr refused to give pledges required of
him, their support was withdrawn and
Jefferson was chosen.
In accordance
with the law of those days Burr became
Vice-President. But he was a disap
pointed man. Following his defeat for
the presidency came the fatal duel with
Hamilton, the Bieunerhasset scandal, his
traitorous attempt to divide the country,
his temporary exile and social obscurity.
De Witt Clinton was Mayor of New
York City for several terms, as well as
United States Senator and Governor of
In 1848 Cass was United States Sen
ator, but resigned when the Democrats
nominated him for the presidency. Ow
ing to the opposition of the Free Soilers,
he did not receive the electoral vote ol
New York State, and the Whig candi
date, Taylor, won the prize.
Horace Greeley’s defeat in the presi
dential contest of 1872, with its direful
aftermath, was a political tragedy. High
in the councils of the Republican party,
respected by the whole people, Greeley
put aside the political principles of a
lifetime to become the candidate of Dem
ocracy. Overwhelming defeat broke his
geuerous heart and wus quickly followed
by death.
Samuel J. Tilden's failure to be inau
gurated as President of the United States
is the one weak link in the presidential
chain that connects the present with the
dawn of the republic.
The result of the contest in 187G was
in doubt from the close of the [tolls on
election day until March 2, 1877, when
the electoral commission appointed to set
tle the matter decided that Rutherford
B. Hayes had received 185 votes as
against 184 for Samuel J. Tilden.
It was a perilous period, and the nation
owes much to the man who refrained
from speaking the word that might have
plunged the country into civil war.
James
G. Blaine,
the
"Plumed
Knight,” is perhaps the saddest figure in
the galaxy of American star statesmen
H
tz LEWIS
HerSRY
CLAY
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New York State. He was popular with
the people, but his strong character made
him many political enemies. When Pres
ident Madison was renominated for a sec
ond term Clinton took I he field against
him and made a hard fight, but lost for
lack of the vote of one State, of which
he had felt sure. His fame is secure,
however, as the "Father of the Erie
Canal.”
Henry Clay, like Blaine, made repeated
attempts to secure the presidency, only
to fail each time. It is a coincidence
that each would have succeeded were it
not for the blunders of too zealous sup
porters. "Harry of the West” tried for
the prize in 1824, when John Quincy Ad
ams was elected, also in 1832, when he
was overwhelmingly defeated by Andrew
Jackson. In 1840 the adoption of the
unit rule prevented Clay’s nomination in
stead of William Henry Harrison. Tn
1844 the Whigs nominated him by accla
mation and Clay's election seemed cer
tain. But his Southern adherents blun
dered by inducing him to favor the an
nexation of Texas, and that lost him the
votes of thousands of anti slavery men.
The Whigs won in 1848 and Clay would
have been their choice if Gen. Taylor’s
newly made military reputation had not
given the nomination to that hero.
Daniel Webster is another great per
sonality among the unsuccessful aspir
ants for the presidency. Had he con
sented in 1848 to accept the nomination
as Vice-President on the ticket with
Zachary Taylor he would, upon the lat
ter’s death in 1850, have become Presi
dent. In 1852 Webster’s friends made a
determined effort to secure him the nomi
nation, but party jealousy made their ef
forts useless. This great man felt keen
ly the disappointment of his hopes, and
his death occurred ou Oct. 24 that same
year.
Lewis Cass, who was very prominent
in national politics sixty years ago, had
two narrow escapes from presidential
lightning. In 1844 an unexpected ad
journment of the Democratic convention
just as Cass was about to be nominated
gave time for a successful combination
against him in favor of James K. Polk.
who have sought the presidency, but
sought in vain. For a score of years his
name was always uppermost in the pub
lic mind whenever the Republican party
met in convention. In 187<i the nomina
tion was almost within his grasp. In
1880 he received a first ballot vote of
284, but he and General Grant, his
strongest rival, had both to step aside for
the compromise candidate, Garfield. In
1884 he was certain of victory, but failed
through the loss of New York State UV
the narrow margin of 1,047 votes.
Among other well-known men who
tried to be President and failed were
Gen. McClellan, Gen. Hancock, Benja
min F. Butler, William J. Bryan and
Admiral Dewey.
BAVARIA’S HALL OF FAME.
in the Rhondda Valley, picked the lock
of his safety lamp with an ordinary
hairpin. He himself, together with
nearly 200 of his mates, perished In the
explosion which followed.
At Shoeburyness some fifteen years
ago Col. Francis Lyon invented a new
kind of sensitive fuse for big caliber
shells, and Invited a number of gun
nery experts to be present at the trials.
On the* night prior to the day on which
tlie experiments were to be made he
locked up a number of the fuses In a
shed in which there were some fowls.
The chickens started scratching, and
lighting the 2,000 tapers on the grand
altar when the errant spider skipped
Into the central aisle and alarmed a
lady, who screamed. The acolytes, or
some of them, looked around to ascer
tain the cause of the commotion and
one of the naked lights they carried
came In contact with the drapery of a
colossal figure of the virgin. A few
minutes later the vast cathedral was a
raging furnace. In which were being
consumed more than 2,000 bodies.—
Stray Stories.
parture every day. The latest venture
of the enterprising authorities of the
Flowery Land is in the direction of
architecture, a matter in which up to
the present Japan has been particularly
conservative
It will be remembered that the Crown
Prince Yoshihito was married a short
time ago aud amid universal rejoicing.
It has been found that there is no place
sufficiently magnificent to accommo
date the royal couple, and it has, there
fore, been decided to build near Tokio
a dwelling which shall rival in splen
dor anything existing in the East and
possibly even surpass the royal palaces
of Europe and the magnificent struc
tures of America.
To achieve this object it was neces
sary that Japan’s architects should sea
some of the buildings of the West, and
accordingly Prof. Toro Iwamura and
Mr. Sano, the former a member of the
Tokio Academy of Fine Arts, and the
later an architect in the employ of the
Japanese Government, have started an
a tour with this purpose in view. After
visiting various cities in the United
States and Canada they w-ill extend
their tour to Europe.—London Dally
Mall.
Idea Crystallized in America Is Not an
Original One.
America is not entitled to claim orig
inality in her purpose to erect a hall of
fame at the University of New York.
Bavaria originated the Idea long ago
and a hall of fame exists In Munich to
day. It is known as “Die Ruhmes-
halle,” and overlooks the newer part of
the city and the Thereslenwlese. The
hall was begun in 1843 under the su
pervision of the architect Klenz and
was completed ten years later. It is in
PASSION PLAY REALISTIC.
Lilian Bell Describes the Acting of the
Peasants Of Oberammergau.
MUNICH’S HALL OF FAME.
the form of a colonnade, seventy me
ters long and thirty-two meters wide,
and lias two projecting wings which
partly Inclose the statue of Bavaria.
This is a gigantic Iron figure. 110 feet
high, weighing 04.177 kilograms, de
signed by Schwa nt haler.
Along the frout colonnade of the
Ruhnieshalle there are eighty busts of
famous Bavarians. These are exposed
to the air. but the Dorie columns are
so arranged that they protect the busts
in a measure.
TRIFLES NOT LIGHT AS AIR.
blight Censes that Have Resulted in
..ioinentons Events.
Only a short time ago the ancient
Swan Hotel at Ipswich. Englaud. was
destroyed by a tire, which originated
through rats gnawing matches.
The sudden appearance of a hilarious
mouse among the occupants of the gal
lery of the Victoria Theater, Westmin
ster, on boxing night, 1858, started a
panic, which resulted In the death of
fifteen [ample.
A mongiel cur strayed on the St.
Leger course some years ago. just as
the field swept by. Seven horses came
down In a heap, and of the jockeys who
were riding them five were hurt—three
seriously.
To win a bet of 2 pence a little pit
lad. employed at the Ferndale colliery.
the dust flew up and settled on the
threads of the screws of the fuses.
When, next morning, an unfortunate
gunner started to fix one to a live shell,
the missile went off. killing the opera
tor, the Inventor and five other persons.
Burrowing rabbits so weakened the
foundations of a tall chimney at Cleck-
heatou. Yorkshire, that it fell, crushing
to death fifteen people.
The gambols of a big retriever—some
say the playful antics of two children—
sufficed to wreck the west coach Scotch
express last year. A luggage trolley
was started, ran down the sloping plat
form and toppled over onto the line In
front of the train.
The Esperanza was cast away on the
coast of Chill through a toddler of 5
meddling with the compasses. She had
on board ninety-seven souls, and all but
eleven perished. Among the saved was
the Innocent cause of the terrible catas
trophe.
A fire which was directly responsible
for the loss of more lives than any oth
er single conflagration, originated
through the vagaries of a tarantula.
The scene was Santiago and a grand
religious festival was taking place in
the principal cathedral. The building
was a sea of drapery, flooded with ev
ery variety of Illumination.
Twenty thousand silver lamps were
In full blase and th« acolytes ware busy
In the Woman’s Home Companion
Lilian Bell writes of her experiences at
Oberammergau and of the Impressions
made upon her by the great Christ
dram». She concludes with these vivid
words:
"As to the play itself, I wish I need
say nothing about It. My mind, my
heart, my soul, have all been wrenched
and twisted with such emotion as Is
not pleasant to feel nor expedient to
speak about. It was too real, too
heart-rending, too awful. I hate, I abhor
myself for feeling things so acutely. I
wish I were a skeptic, a scoffer, an
atheist. 1 wish I could put my mind
on the mechanism of the play. I wish
I could l>elieve that it all took place two
thousand years ago. I wish I didn't
know that this suffering on the stage
was all actual. I wish I thought these
people were really Tyrolese peasants,
wood-carvers and [»otters, and that all
this agony was only a play. I hate the
women who are weeping around me.
I hate the men who are letting the tears
run down their cheeks and whose shoul
ders are heaving with their sobs. It
is so awful to see a man cry!
"But no, it is all true. It is taking
place now. I am one of the women at
the foot of the cross. The anguish, the
cries, the sobs, are all real. They pierce
my heart. The cross, with its piteous
burden. Is outlined against the real sky.
The green hill beyond is Calvary. Doves
flutter in and out. and butterflies dart
across the shafts of sunlight. The ex
pression on Christ's face is one of an-
gu:tm, forgiveness and pity unspeakable.
Then his head drops forward on his
breast. It grows dark, the weeping be
comes lamentation, and as they ap
proach to thrust the spear into his side,
from which. I have been told, the blood
and water really may be seen to pour
forth. I turn faint and sick and close
my eyes. It has gone too far. I am no
longer myself, but a disorganized heap
of racked nerves and hysterical weep
ing. and not even the descent from the
cross, the rising from the dead nor the
triumphant ascension can console me
nor restore my balance. The Passion
Play but once in a lifetime.”
Called Teddy a Lobster.
As Governor Roosevelt and two other
men were crossing 33d street. New
York, from the Republican headquar
ters. they met Lieutenant Governor
Woodruff and the party stood talking
on the car tracks until they were al
most run down by a street car.
“Get off the track, you big lobster,”
shouted the motorman to Governor
Roosevelt and Lieutenant Governor
Woodruff, as they were shaking hands.
"Are you trying to hold up this car?”
“That’s the Governor,” remarked a
man on the car.
“Take it all back. Governor; I’m the
lobster.” said the motorman, taking off
his hat to the Governor, who waved his
hand and laughed.
No Place Like Home.
An Atchison man took sick Saturday
and decided to stay home till he got
rested He was back at work Monday.
Ills wife bad asked him within a few
hours to take care of the baby, to chop
onions for pickles, to grind the coffee,
to dress the chicken, and to milk the
cow "while he was resting.”—Atchison
Globe.
Effect of a Lovely “Ad.”
Fair Visitor—So you have really de
cided not to sell your house?
Fair Hostess—Yes. You see we placed
the matter in the hands of a real estate
agent After reading his lovely adver
tisement neither John nor myself could
think of parting with such a wonderful
and perfect home.—London Tit-Bits.
Short One—"Go azy, Tim; ufs tree
molies that’s before us,-” Tall One—
"Sure an’ tbot’s phy Oi'm hurryin; Ol
Japan in Search of Ideas.
Japan's efforts towards Western civ want to git there before I git all tired
ilization and methods take a new de out!"—»—*Uy a Ufa