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Show WORLD VOL. IV. T was a beautiful morning-o- ne of those deli- Augiut summer mornings, when the air is full of melting blue light, and the leaves flutter softly and the very brown sparrows dart in and out under the eaves In an cstacy of tiny delight. And the golden darts of sunshine, peeping through the shabby brown moreen curtains at No. 19 Darrel street, made a little aureole of brightness around Polly Hopkins brown braids, as she sat with the account book In her lap and the top of the pencil between her teeth. Thirteen, said Polly, indistinctly, on account of the pencil, "and three are sixteen and three are nineteen! Three and three are six and thirteen are nineteen. Thats all I can make of it, do what 1 will! Oh. dear! "Polly, wlTat a noise you are making! said a gently reproachful voice How do from the adjoining room. you suppose I can get a divine repose Into my Evangeline's face If you keep on chattering bo? Polly rose up, stowed the pencil behind her ear. took the account book under her arm and went Into the other room, where Miss Musldora Hopkins, tier elder sister, stood before an easel, with her yellow hair coiled carelessly around her head and her slim, pretty form enshrouded In a brown linen painting blouse. And at one glance it was easy to see that In the Hopkins family Musldora represented the Ideal and Polly the practical "Musldora, said the little browncheeked, brown-eye- d maiden, "Is there any chance of your getting a purchaser for that picture on exhibition at Monroe's? a, "I don't know, I'm sure, said two or to a back pace stepping obtain a better view of Evangelines cious Musi-dor- nose. "Because, If there Isn't, added Polly, desperately, "we cant pay. the rent thats all. "Polly," said Musldora, In despair, "no one can hope to be a genius with such a sister as you. To conceive a grand idea ones mind must be entireTo portray that Idea ond ly at ease. must be free from every lurking care. "But the rent must be paid, per slated P0II7. "Sell something, then. "But what? "The little silver teapot. "I sold that last week, sighed Polly. "The barometer. "That is already offered In Schneider's window. Aunt Janet's gold beads. "We paid the grocer yesterday with Aunt Janet's gold beads. Well something then anything, 1 don't care what Didn't that old lady decide to take the furnished room upstairs? Polly shook her head doloronsly. "There are so many furnished rooms to let, said she. Well, then, we had better sell the furniture, said Musldora, frowning at her palette. "But dont be vexed, Musldora, after weve eaten and drank and lived that out. Musldora, tragically, At all events, Polly, leave me in peace now until Ive dreamed out Evangeline's face. And Polly trudged downstairs, saying to herself: I wish I was a genius like Musldora. Geniuses don't feel care and debt and poverty like other folks do. Just as this fancy was passing through her head, she found herself face to face with a stout gentleman In gray, with a ruddy face and a clear blue eye. "Hello, NO. 44. AMERICAN FORK, UTAH, SATURDAY, OCTOBER 2, 1S)7. POLLY'S LODGER. "Then, said "well starve! 0 little girl, said he, good don't run over me! Wheres the woman of the house? T am the woman of the house. said Polly, with dignity. You? said the middle-age- d gentleman. Whew-w-Beg pardon. I'm sure; but the sign on the door A furnished room to let, said PolQuite right, sir; would ly, eagerly. you like to look at It? I don't mind," said the gentleman. Is the house quiet? Any other lodgers? The bouse la very quiet, sir, said Polly. And there's only one old lady who is quite deaf and rather nearsighted and only goes out on Sundays Mrs. Jenks. her name la." That will suit me to a T, said the stout gentleman, surveying the neat little room, with Its pale green carpet, its suite of cottage furniture and the water color drawings on the wall, and I like the room. It seems clean and cool, and Its windows open to the south. I like a southern aspect. It's as good for people as It Is for peaches! How In advance, of much a week? course? Five dollars, sir, said Polly, expectantly. Its a bargain, said the stout gentleman, pulling out a bill. "Heres the first week. My trunks will come this afternoon. Please send up towels and hot water at once. Polly went dowrn stairs, secretly wondering what she should da "He wants towels and hot water, said she to herself, "and I've no maid to send with em. Very well! Lodgers, dont grow on every bush. Ill be the maid. And Polly tied a great checked gingham apron above her dress, obscured her head and face In a Shaker bonnet, gave the end of her nose a dab with the stove blacking and went upstairs again with half a dozen clean towels over her arm and a pitcher of hot water in her hand. "Please sir, said she, trying to talk through her nose In imitation of the maid servant next door, who was troubled with catarrh, here's the things. "Ah! said the stout gentleman, who stood on the hearth with his back to the place where the fire would hhve been, If there had been any fire. "Put em down, my good glrL I say. "Sir? What's the name of your mistress? sir? "Which, ' "Are there two of em? demanded the stout gentleman. Oh. yes, sir. Theres Miss Musldora Hopkins shes a great genius and palntB pictures. And theres Miss Polly, that aint a genius and keeps answered the sol dlsant house, domestic. "And which of em showed me up here? That was Miss Polly, sir. "Ah! the one that aint a genius. Yes, please, sir. "Shes a pretty girl, anyhow," said the stout gentleman. You may go now, Betsy. And Polly scudded out of the room like a mouse from a trap. Musldora was still dreaming in front of the unfinished canvas, when her sister darted in, waving a crumpled-bannote In the air. Polly, said Musldora, "what is all this about? Weve got a lodger, said Polly, tri"The furnished room la umphantly. let, and here's the first weeks pay in advance, and we can settle our rent now! Three cheers for the new lodger! And Polly spun around on her foot like Fanny Ellsler. "Perhaps he wont be suited! Perhaps he won't stay! said Musldora, dubiously. But then again, perhaps he will, chirped Polly. The stout gentleman did stay. He made himself friends with every one. He treated the deaf old ladys sick canary In a manner which filled that ancient personage's venerable head with Joy; he suggested new subjects to Musldora, the genius; he told Polly of an excellent way to take the spot of kerosene out of the carpet. He paid his rent at 6 o'clock precisely every Saturday evening, and never found out that It was Polly who hung the fresh towels over his door knob, and blacked the boots he put out every day, with a ten cent piece beside them. Somebody must do it, said Polly, when Musldora reproached her with the menial task. And as long as we can't afford a servant, why not 1? She was a little surprised, though, when Mrs. Jenks, the deaf lodger, told her that she had heard from Mrs. Stephen Sudbury, who had it from old Miss Pelican, who knew all about the family, that Mr. Dudley Warrener (the stout, middle-age- d gentleman) was a rich barhelor, with everything that heart could wish and a spice of eccentricity thrown In."And people ay, added the deaf -- lady, "that girls. hes In love with one of you Musldora, of course, said Polly. He often goes to sit in the studio of an afternoon. And nobody ccould help falling in love with Musldora. And Polly went up to her own room and cried a little, probably at the idea of losing Musldora. It would be so lonesome, said she Chllkoot Pass Correspondence New to herself. Oh, so lonesome, with Mr. York World: Little Mias Bessie Las-ssrWarrener gone and Musldora. will be the "Heroine of the She was making a custard for tea distincIf ever that Klondyke that afternoon, when Mr. Warrener's tion shall be won. I foundproud en route her footstep rang on the kitchen thresh-hol- d. to the gold fields, traveling all alone, and among all the tales of epurage, I beg your pardon. Miss Polly, said of which ptrseveraoce and he, looking somewhat disconcerted. 1 one hears In that of Infinite variety, I wanted Betsy to post a letter for this pretty nineteen-year-ol- d Argonaut me. If Miss She Isnt in Just now, said Polly, stands out In golden letters. I M&ttO LITTLE HEROINE OF THE KLONDIKE, 0 ge self-sacrifi- ce turning very red. Can I come ner. in? said Mr. Warre- Lassarge does not think herself a heroine, there are thousands of people here who do. She has set an example that many a man would hesitate to Why, certainly, said Polly. So the stout gentleman came in and follow. I learned that six years ago this girl, seated himself on a corner of the kitthen thirteen years old, went to Tachen table. coma with her mother from New York. Mlm Polly, said he. "SlfT said Polly. Times had been hard in the East, and I'm Just forty years old. the mother, a widow, saw no apparent Are you, sir? said Polly, thinking escape from the slough of despond Inwithin herself, Now, he's going to tell to which she was steadily sinking. me about Musldora. Like many others, she looked to the Should you consider that too old to West, and, gathering her little possesmarry? went on Mr. Warrener, solici- sions together, started to make a new home there. But In Tacoma the mother found it Impossible to make both ends meet, and so It became necessary, a year or two after her arrival, to place a mortgage on the little cottage which he had bought with the money still remaining, In order that she and her young daughter might keep the wolf from the door. Before many months the mortgage falls due. It Is this that has spurred Bessie to reach the mines. 1 doubt if any other woman who has come Klondyke-war- d was that she found herself crying on has a nobler object to attain than this the middle-age- d lodgers shoulder, and brave little glrL For she is making tho he was patting her head and soothing her as If she were a child. "And so you really do like me a little, said Mr. Werrener, in a voice that sounded husky. My gem my dear little pearl of Pollys! So all the poverty and grinding and pinching came to an end. And Polly never told her husband until after they were married of the little deceit she had practiced on him regarding the question of Betsy. "And you really blacked my boots? said Mr. Warrener, reproachfully. "Yes, nodded Polly, because I did so want you to be suited. "Im suited now, said Mr. Warrener, "for life. N. Y. Ledger. tously. Oh, dear, no, responded Polly. Should you think any young lady would accept me if 1 were to propose? he queried. Oh, dear, yes! Polly answered. Would you? "I?" said Polly, dropping her iron custard spoon in astonishment Yes, you. But I thought it was Musldora that you liked. I do like Musldora, said Mr. Warrener, but I love little Polly. Polly Hopkins never know how It j0 perilous Journey, not so much for the gold as fur what the gold will bring. She has corns to save her mother's home. She hopes to be sble to lift ths mortgage from the little Tacoma cottage. She has come gold hunting not merely from the avaricious desire to possess riches, but rather to insure to her mother the comforts she seems destined to have to give up. I have heard many expressions of admiration for her pluck, but what has most Impressed everybody Is her heroic unselfishness. If Miss Lessarge doesn't ha it many an offer of a friendly hand along the hard, rough trip to the diggings, It won't be because her nerve Is not appreciated, and nerve on the Chilkoot trail Just now is at a premium. "I think It is a great deal better Bhe says, "that I shouW have a hard time fer a little while than that ray mother should lose her home. Anyway, I am going to try Hnd see what I can do, and surely if 1 fail 1 shall be no worse off than 1 was before. If I succeed In making some money, enough to pay the mortgage, why then no matter how hard it has been I shall be so very happy that it will not matter at all. When ahe went aboard the Mexico, at Seattle, all Bhe had was contained in her grip, which did not weigh more than forty pounds, and with this outfit she believed she would reach and exist in the Klondyke gold fields. She bought a steerage ticket for Dyea. Fortunately, the steward was a man of heart, and gave her yabln accommodations without extra charge. F. H. L. . 000 IGNORANCE. Guides Who Led the 11 lug of Slum About London llnil Trouble. The King of Siam has proved himself to be familiar with English history. He has not passed a regular examina- tion, but has shown himself acquainted with the occupants of the tombs in Westminster Abbey, which Is about the same. The King was shown about Englands Valhalla by Canon Wllber-forc- e. He coldly passed by the statues of Pitt, Livingstone and Herschel In the nave, but paused before that of Darwin. Darwin, great man, I know him. he remarked. The helmet worn by Henry V. at Aglncourt was shown him. He looked at it carefully and Inquired its weight. He seemed surprised when told that It weighed nine pounds, twelve ounces. When shown the flags of the Knights of the Bath, he asked for tho Duke of Wellington's. Queen Elizabeths tomb Impressed him greatly. All of a sudden he said, "Where Is Mary? No one knew exactly what he meant. Then he went on, "Mary Mary, Queen of Scots. She was beheaded, he added. This circumstance seemed to impress him, for In a moment he said: "Where is the other? Soon it was understood that decapitation was the connecting link and that he wished to see the tomb of Charles the First. He was disappointed to learn that Charles was burled at Windsor. In the Poet's Corner Tennyson and Scott rereived most of his attention. At St. Paul's he was shown the memorial of General Gordon, but shorked nls guides by InquirWho was ing with great sincerity: General Gordon?" Oh, he was a man very well known In the East. was the only answer thought necessary. Altogether Chulalongkorn Bhowed himself to be a pretty fair historian, but better posted In ancient than modern events. 6ooo LITTLE MISS BESSIE LASSARGE. The Third Hall Kjrntrm in Kneland. The latest underground railway In London, the Central Loudon, will run six and a half miles through the busiest feet under pan of the city, sixty-fiv- e ground, and will be carried in two Each separate and parallel tunnels. station will be seived bv two elevators and two stairways. It will be operated by electricity on the new third rail system, already in use on the New llaven line. The service wyi differ from that on the New llaven line, however, In that the trains will bu buuled by separate electric locomotives, whose general appearance will conform to the well known heavy locomotives which arc being used In the licit line tunnel, at Baltimore. Killing nn Ostrich. "I dont believe tbe stories told about the natives of Africa and Australia riding ostriches, said a California man the other day. Americans are the best riders on earth, but they cannot ride ostriches. 1 saw this pretty thoroughly tried on one occasion. A cowboy who bad vanquished every pony he ever undertook to break in was induced to try an ostrich. After an hours hard work he succeeded in mounting the bird, which at first tried to shake him off, then to get away by running, lint these tactics, of course, had no effect upon the cowboy. Then, In spite of all the man could do, the ortrich succeeded in getting its head around and seizing the man by one leg. He doubled his feet under him, and the ostrich reache over his wings and got hold of his back, throwing him heavily to the ground and tramping on him. It took ibree of us to chase :he Infuriated ostrich away, and we accomplished it barely in time to save the man's life. I don't believe the naChi tive Australians ride ostriches. 1 KhTs Nft Ilrplp X. F. Willis was usually the life of the company lie happened to be in. His repartee at Mrs. Gales dinner In Washington Is famous. Mrs. Gales wrote on a card to her niece at the Don't flirt so other end of the table: She was herself with Nat Willis. talking vivaciously to a Mr. Campbell Was It a restful place out at that Willis wrote the nieces reply: Yes; In Dear aunt, don't attempt my young country bearding house? the parlor was a sign which read. "This feelings to trammel, piano Is closed for ualrs. "Chicago Nor strain at a Nat while you swallow Record. a Campbell cago News. English suicides take naturally to banging. A woman at Teignmouth baa added variety to this method by hanging herself on her own front door knocker. |