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Show J nv Til K KMIM:L O (01PIV. J 4 k T. JtKK'ltv, llox 57, 4aii. . T. m isdi i THE HOME SENTINEL iiu . laurr. Tiie man wfn keeps tin e:: '. account of his daily cxpeii-- e, generally earns an expert lxsikke jko's silary in trying to remember where the money went. i'h Faius and festivals are the outward flourishes of civili .at ion. They, in a eenso, syriheli'e th ; material condition of tiio iieople who look at others but re illy see themselves. Di.i.awa i;k comity, Jeimsy Ivnnia, let her one hundredth anniversary go by without t kin,' not j of it. When p too long they people hae be u a.-never know when to wake up. what sliektiew and ask his confidence. s She carried the letter with her and placed it at his plate, and its he opened it she watched him 8i.no, tli o' ill ore iliev ale liiirieil in Ti r conit a I r.tive wotum. uii in n Naum Aulow i t r i i a m (nr 'I Imt nv:tL tti iauty o Spr AjjIow h!i u tifjitiv ni"if fuhtt-- r bn L tail MirmrnTtouM 'I liaa Just nftT Aiul to her. Then she would tell him man, simply picked hia little Ik- - ault down-stair- bun Some eoirit akin to the raml.ow That hoi ros irs mm:., ul hies, tiie tar Aiol iiianil l.uulsrap In lines tlmt hen iMir I !,e eves. Thes'in tiom hisihUU pil'o.ie.) (hainh-Siml.-suit on a vision so troy. AnU meiiiiis tlmt Ins ;a oriie el.il Iren 1 he tlouers, hui e not vet passed uvvu; O' beauti'iil Indian Summer' 'I lion tin oriie elilld o the l ar; Tin ii irti ilarlma' whom Nature emiilies W it h ni ts and ndoriiii.eiiTs so dear! llow lain tumid tie itoo tti.-- to tourer i h. mountain mid meudow uii luie. haunts of For our heat is, like the nm-eture, Ilejoii e uml arow youmr in tliy smile main silent You s i t Na- - le An Iowa man thinks lie his invent" 1 a wny to bottle up sunshine, but lie has to look after it with a laut after dark. Tho only way we know of to keep sunshine is to bottle it lip in your th Not alone to tiie sad Helds of Antiimn lost t ho lull lost hi i it ht ness rest ore, Fat thou In m:r-- i a word itenrv spuit sweet d ruins of ii s childhood Ola e more: Tin loveliness tills ns we h mem uues O; ail that lias hiiahtness and best Thy penie amt seiemty A iurelnste ot la heart ft West VntniMiN got u mnrriafe license the other day nml gave the ladys last n tin i wrun,'. When noti- lie really didn't know w hat her name was. The wedding ought to havo been postponed, but it wtis not. 1 The banana, which was a luxury not many jears ago, is now peddled about tho streets as commonly us our owm apples, and oranges and other and tropical fruits are, iu their season, witldn tho roach of even the poorest of our pcoplo. semi-tropic- Tiie painters brush ts liable to wipe out of literature a common tho bl ick monsters of tho phrase Tho now war vessels havo deep. been painted white and there is a prospect that In tho future wliito will bike tho place of black on war ships. The Swiss army has adopted smokoless powder. The (iermaas adopted it so tlmt they could seo the enemy, hut the Swiss army is so small compared with tliowo of the neighbors of that plucky little republic, tlmt an impression is likely to pet abroad that the object of tho Swiss soldiers is to seo themselves. best cn tho whole not to read your husletters band's until he hands them toyou, and it is much tho best not to is his pockets, except for holes, and then set aside whatever you find there without examination. I believe . look at though you had re- ceived a plumber's bill, she said. Jh laughed. It's not a hill, lie said; its a note, and it vexes me because I shall have to change mv plans for tonight. I intended to lakeyou to the theater; 1 not do it. I can now shall have to leave you. and, what is more, I shall not he back until tomorrow night. Ill send a messenger to nele James. lie to the theater and I 1 will an ill escort you not go with your uncle James, said Mrs. Elliott, sharply. You must take me; I will not be used ill this wav; you must go with me. My dear, can not tell you how it vexes irs to have to leave you, suidj Mr. Elliott. Trank. she nnswered, I hnvpnl-wnysaid that there tire somethings which a wile should not endure. Lizzie, m.v dear, listen. I will take you to the theater tomorrow night or the night alter; we will enjoy ourselves quite as well. I think it will rain tonight, anyhow. Ho you suppose I am a baby to said fret about not seeing n play? No Frank, only you Mrs. Elliott. inii' t tell me why you break the engagement and where you are going. "Easiness, my dear, business, said Mr. Elliott, in an urtificnl manner. I'll explain some day. Easiness is business. Now, he quiet and eom- u good girl. Good- fortahl night. He tried to kiss her, but she pushed him away. Then he took his hat and overcoat and left the house with a little laugh not like his own. Hardly had he passed the thresh old when his wife sprung to her feet, slipped on nn ulster that hung in a closet in the dining room hall, donned nlit-tl- e round cap and gray veil, and sneaked out of 'the basement door-snwas the word. Sites following him this time, said Rosn to the cook. Jealous again,' said cook. I guess lies giving her reason, said Rosti. Its something dreadful, said cook, the way married men go on. Meanwhile Mrs. Elliott lurked in the shadow of tin stone balustrades and saw that her husband stood under the at the corner examining the note which lie had re1 T A lie sai rest. Her Husbands Letter. Theiif. is ti new market opened up for the sale of postals stitnps. Tho cz ir of till the Kussias is making a collection II is repul il to be th in t reckless and liheril buyer who ever entered the market fied of his mistake olrr uw-id- re- that Mrs. Elliott would give any young wile that advice today; hut there was a time wo lire all fallible, being mortal when she had been ninrried about two years, tlmt she made herself nn amateur detec. tive so Car as her Frnnk went, and had found holes that she could not explain one that had something in it about Clara particularly. It was only half n letter, but it was suspicious. Naturally jealous, she was too proud to betray the fact intentional ly; but there is no keeping n secret of that sort from tne servants. They knew it, other people guessed nt it. Her fancies about Clara oh, who was Clara? made her heart ache, but runmging and prying did not s eak gas-lam- ceived. wherever ho went there pYo "When her husband was awav ns sheWell, would go. Whosoever ho might lie 4f ton was Khe suffered tortures. meet should also meet her. This He might, for all she knew, he lead- was the end of everything, tho finale. Rut weep she would ing a double life, and as she steamed have she would not for that. She would long years nil his letters open before she forbehave as an insulted wife should. warded them, and now and then He was about to enter a car; she help her. Some ono suggests tlmt if clergy-the- ir men divide sermons into two equal parts, and have a hymn or an jinthem mine between the parts, it would tie a pood thing. Doubtless it would be considered a pood tliinp by those who don't like loop sermons; for they could quietly steal out during found something that might mean tho singing of the hymn. more than it said; and so we come to Mrs. Elliott Some of tho morning papers publish- - an nlternoonwhenshe ed in Mexico go to press at noon of tho cunm down stairs dressed for dinner. day preceding, fttid till before S oclock for which she always made a careful p. m. Either they lmvo so largo it toilet, nml met the wait rcsH nscenil-- I circulation that as much time as this ing the upper floor. The girl's place is necessary to rur Nil the edition or at t lint moment was in thedining-- j else the number of subscribers is so room, and Mrs. Elliott knew that small that it really does not make any nothing was needed or forgotten that pertained to the dinner; moredifference w lion they po to press. over t lie girl had nn air of secrecy The time made on rotnls in Hoi glum, about her, and seemed to be hiding Germany, and Holland is not so fast in something under her apron. "Whats that you have there, England and Scotland, for tho reason that tiie roads owned and controlled by Rosa' Mrs. Elliott nuked a little the governments, and therefore there sharply. The girl stopped, looked down, is no competition or advertising hist and answered: ori trains this road or that. These Only a letter, nin'fiTn. roads have crossings at grade, anl For yourself? asked Mrs. Elliott. they have drop gates and watchmen at No, maam, for muster, said the every roml crossing thoir lines. girl. ell, give it to me, said Mrs. Tub Russian nobles two rushing to Elliott. The girl hesitated. bankruptcy in great numbers. The credit bank for lending money to them Indeed, maam, the lady said to nn mortgage of their lands, established give it to himself, said Rosa. A lady? A beggar with a Ly the government two or three years petition, I suppose, said Mrs. Elliott. ago, has now no loss than 2,0 )0 estates "A lady, maam, and she's gone, which will havo to be sold by public She wore a blue veil; auction for of interest on said Ithe girl. saw her before, Im sure. never but loans. Tho question is, who will buy Oil, very well, replied her this enormous amount of property? Hive me the note. Mr. Ellis shaving and would not wish to One of tho most conspicuous ns well iott be disturbed. ns one of the most pleasing evidences The gave a little impertinent of tho most wonderful development of toss togirl her head as she obeyed and transportation facilities during tho flounced downstairs in p. way tlmt past twenty-tiv- o years is that exhibit- - made her mistress resolve to give her ed on the fruit stands. Tho luscious warning. products of orchards, vineyards and j The trouble was that the lady in plantations in all parts of the world the blue veil had given Rosa some whispered, Mr. Elliott, are , now brought to every state of the ,,uncy; ;tnon and sold at remarkably low and ho one else, and had hurried away ill n suspicious mummer. prices. Mrs. Elliott meanwhile' stood Was there ever such a history ns turning the envelope over. The adThat of tho cotton seed? For seventy dress was merely her husband's years despised as a nuisance, mul name Mr. Frank Elliott and the of the flap was still dump, as if dumped as garbage, then discovered to edge be tho very fool for which tho soil sealed nt the door. It would open at the touch she could rend it and was hungering, and reluctantly adknow its contents if she chose. mitted to the rank of utilities, shortly I do chose. she said the next afterward found to bo nutritious food moment, and the edge ot the enfor beast cis well as for soil, and therevelope rolled back and a slip of upon treated with something like pn per fell out. Ou it was written these words; respect. He in Frink Meet me at the usual place The royal famdy of England Is not If you cun dodge your wiie. at Tho wall present. A moment more and the letter was walking Queens knee-joiis stil I swollen and she cannot resealed, and Mrs. Elliott, trembling walk with Dut a stick. Tno Prince of with anger, stood leaningagainstthe window fra me. She felt that the Wales sti I suffers from a dread that had been upon her had rin and limps pereeptibly. An alfee-;- taken of tbe ins lep causes tbe IVineo-- s shape nt last. she would not be hnstv. o' Wales to limp a trifle. l.i;.cs SheHowever, would wait until she was sure .albert Victor, who may t tie over inat lie desired to receive the letter. jcigbiud some day, recently met I'M d'd not obey the summons it with an accident while stalking deer in wuul . prove to her that he was true nt inis-trei-- nt oi Scotland. also hailed it. An ulster and a nil reduce women thick veil to one level. He would not know her even if lie saw her. Slit sat in her corner and saw that he stood on the platform smoking. Which way the ear was going she scarcely noticed. He left it nt last nnd entered another; so did she. Again he smoked on the platform, but at last Fort lee ferry! shouted the eouduetor and she followed her husband into a It was dark, and though it did not rain the air was full of moisture. There were very few people upon the boat, hut several of them were men, and they stared at her, seeming to wonder at her thick veil. She had forgotten her .gloves nnd her hands small, white glistened with rings, some of them very valuable. As she left the ferry and, following her husbands figure, crossed the great track of a railroad she trembled with terror. As he ascended the bluff she kilted her skirts and ferry-boa- t. brutal-lookin- g followed. Who could Clara ho? What manner of woman was she to appoint a a rendezvous like this? It was a nasty, slippery, unpleasant place. There was a drinking saloon hard by which seemed to be full ofrofigh men. She drew so near toherhusbnndtlmt she could have touched his coat ns they passed tins placp.but he did not look around. And now it began to rain in earnest, and the road they had turned into se.mied to he two feet deep with mud, and still Mr. Elliott lnnrchod on. At last n frightful thing occurred to Lizzie. She wore upon her feet a pair of patent leather ties, nnd with all this climbing and straining of the shoes the ribbons hadeomeundone. Suddenly the mud caught nt them with that curious power of suction which mild seems to have at times, and the shoes came off. In vain she felt around for them; they seemed to have vanished. Just then; Halloo! said a voice near her; what's the matter with you, young woman? I nothing! gasped Mrs. Elliott. large policeman stood before her. This nn't no place foryoungwom-e- n to be kiting around alone," said the policeman. It's dangerous if you're a decent girl. Whats happened? Lost yourself? No, said Mrs. Elliott. Im not alone: there's mv husband! Erankl Frank! Frank! Mr. Elliott turned and walked back. Left you behind did I Lizzie? he said. Youren mighty careful husband, said the policeman, I do think, and strode nwav. Then Mr. Flirt who was a 6tron" A stormy a night to go looking for lies ides, she's thousands of Clara; miles away. Clara! cried Mrs. Elliott. Don't speak of Clara how dare you? "She very nearly ruined me, my dear. I threw away lots of money on her, said Mr- - Elliott, hut she is looking up now. My dear, I know youve been rummaging my pockets nnd reading my letters for two years, hut I only found out what you suspected w lien mv mother told me that you had asked her it I had ever known a lady named Clara before I met von. Oh, Frank, dont try to deceive me! I read sobbed Lizzie. not" the woman left tonight Oh, I knew it, said Mr. Elliott; it was fixed foryoutoreud. I wrote it to myself, and iny mother left it at the door at dinner time. I gave her a signal from the window tlmt she might know von wore corning downstairs, and I've kept an eye on you Ive watched you ever since you left the door. My dear child, 1 never knew a Clara in my life; I never had a doubtful love affair even ns a hoi. The note you saw was about an in which I hud shares tho Clara, friio was a fickle creature, I admit, nnd made me anxious, but since you were bound to bo jealous Carriage, sir? said the driver. Mr. Elliott lifted his shoeless wife into the vehicle, and half wav home she vowed that she would never forgive him, but the otiier half she wept, upon his vest. I felt so helpless without my shoes, she declares, that my spirit was fairly broken. Eut at all events she ivni never jealous of Clara again. I 'reside Companion. F oil-we- ll A Terrible Superstition, A correspondent ot Notes and Queries sends the following extract from a letter received the 13th of June from an English merchant nt lernnmbueo in Ernzil: There 1ms been quite a reign ot terror here during past fortnight, owing to the ranee of about a dozen children, who have, it is said, been kidnaped, some say to be trained for the circus, others to be killed for the benefit of sufferers from leprosy, for which disease there is no euro, but nn old superstition is that a cure may he obtained if the persons attacked eat the internal organs of a young, healthy child, wash themselves with its blood, and make grease of its body for anointVi'hether therein ing their bodies. any truth in the presumed connection between this belief and the disappearance of the children I cannot tell: any way, report says there is the demand, and that the price paid torn child is tl 0. Itsoeinsreally too horrible to be true; anyway, a panic exists, and hardly any children are now seen out, and the public schools Some have been almost deserted. pcoplo who wore supposed to have bought some children had their carriage stopped in the street and were stoned. Our children now go out for their walks attended by two serdis-npo- vants. St Jamess nun mini.. up It certainly did not seem to please him. He frowned, changed color, drink. I've hired a cab, lie said: we'll and thrust it into his pocket; but he went on with his dinner without any drive back to the ferry. Its too remark. Mrs. Elliott, however, could not e.rt-auri- wife in his a rms and carried her back to tiie grounds which encircled the tavern. Here he set her down upon a woodet platform. Then for a moment h vanished nml returned with a glass of wine, which lie made Mrs. Elliott Gazette. n not qnfef.Leart. ninf dnam o'tiitJer thing?1. In tender nays. Dream baik ogHin to all (It aniliedfqiringi you! iluoe his " ijt- Lie The yesterday,. When Love walked tilth mugs u, hiUin Hush! listen! From lovers gaze. Forget in dreams that l ove is lost tc sight And ue nloiie Are witehing where it jailed, that vision bright, D earn on. nil lb-art- : For, oh, sad Heart, the dream will soon have Tis fading fast. will soon be He e in II.h k to the juist. And tlion wilt usk with teui-s- . w hen hope is The love we lot dead, Was this the last?" Grace II. Punfield. in Indei'endent. I she faltered; I mu-- t not am Chauney's promised - Then she noiselessly lrurri.-- away. Mother dime in soon after, nnd l did not again see Ailsa Goldin" alone until the night the eini! We met out in the garden. Her mtiimer through the week had been kind and sisterly, and she did not . our own. remeinier not tonight All thou hast known. Om-- my now turn from me. You marry that boy tomorrow?' I asked, hoamdy. Yes, I have promised. Eat you cannot love him!" Do not tempt me, she moaned. He must never know. The hof loves me, and 1 thought I loved Liux return. in held her in close embrace. I commanded, let AiNa, hear tin truth this once, if never again. Tell me! Is it I ym; love? Rut a footstep sounded near. I I.SA Golding was my Chauncy is coming, shosaid with wife. brother's ariianced 1 FATAL CONSEQITXCE. a shiver. and good- Chauncy first met Iter at by forever. Only for an instant her lips were Newport, in the Summer on mv detaining hand, and thelaid his and infatuation ofSJ, next she was gone. was instant. Good-nigh- i ! j t, 1 i I - I I.ate that same night I found a This is her portrait. letter in the library. The dainty Y'ou can see at a glance hoiv beautipeiinianshin was Ailsa's, and the ink ful she was hair curling and jetty, was scarcely dry. There was no sig- - lips rod and full, eyes black and pas nature. When yon read this I will he on sionate, and cheeks dimpled and mv way back to New York. When health tinged Handsome, the wedding hour arrives I hope to Ailsa Golding! Strange that the hoy be on the Atlantic. I cannot marry Clniuncy, because I love you. But has forgotten her! I was thirty the day news of their you must not follow me! Only plead 1113 forgiveness with tin dear mother engagement reached us. And (Tiauncy whose love I will forfeit. was but twenty-two- . Mother was Tlmt wtis all. And for moments I sat as one stun- morethan pleased, for she was a firm believer in the doctrine of early mar- ned. She was going from me forever, I must not intercept her. It was riage. Ailsa being nn orphan, slient yet her last wish, and so I made no sign, once decided that the weddingshould still holding the hope that some day take place hero in the old homestead. and somewhere we would meet and We'll love her, Guy, .orChauncys be reunited. said mother HeChauncy came in before retiring, 6ako, and her own, spoke of the morrow, of Ailsa's If the picture reads true, tenderly. goodness, and of his own umvorthi- he has made a wise choice. I like her ness. Then he left me with a gay Eon soil! face. It seems earnest and womanAnd mother came next with a ten- ly. dor good-nigkiss. And I too liked the portrait of my When she, too, had departed, I re-brother's sweetheart. I had always read Ailsas despairing lines. My wished n pretty young sister, and darling would soon be faraway. Eut now she would soon he with us, much there was a grain of comfort in the thought that there would be mv sooner, indeed, than I had hoped. Sister Ailsa! I repeated the new wedding on the morrow! And all might words softly, smiling at their music. jet be well! And Chauncy was a lucky dog. Yet he had always appropriated the best A sleepless night followed. I arizxe ot everything, and a handsome wife early to find that mother .and was therefore but his due. were already in the diningThe very next day brought him Chauncy room. down from town, to give us the parA perfect marriage dny!''exchiiin-e- il ticulars. He was very much iu love, the former, in greeting. We and there was to he an early Septemfor you and Ailsa. ber wedding. Was she not miles away? Ailsa? You must see her, old fellow! he Yet 1 dared not speak! There isnt cried, enthusiastically. Eut Ailsa's own maid came in with another Ailsa Golding in America! M v eyes. poor, young misstaring Slip is worthy of the love of a prince, tress has fainted, and I and the host otit all is, that she loves cannot, arouse her!she cried, Come to her but me. room! A hit of a pang shot through my What? Ailsa still with us! Perheart at his words. 1 was not envithe excitement of the hour laid haps the but the well, ous, thought that her. Perhaps she had reovercome original of the beautiful picture was considered the the matter, and would lost to me already was not a pleasant marry Chauncy alter all! Or perone. Ive told Ailsa about you. haps With a strange sinking nt heart, I Chauncy went on gnyly. I said that assisted mol her up the long stair. tor no faces had attraction pretty had on before, and Clmuncy with n warm heart he was on his hurried you, unless joined knees by Ailsas bed and brilliant mind. when we entered, madly calling her And what did Miss. Golding say name. to that? She lay with motionless, upturned She said only such were worthy face. It was white and cold. too. at the admiration of any one. You see, our touch. Mother gently placed her Ailsa is com m her deal, despite on bowed head. My hand Clmuncys beauty and accomplishments. You're aoor boy. I lear the worst. Our Ailsa sure to like her, Guy, and you must : is dead! go back with me lor a duty call. Dead? Aye, dead for hours! EverySo the upshot was that he went the thing about her proved that. She same night. Miss Golding was staying until the was robed in a traveling dress of modest gray. Her hat lay on the wedding with a distant cousin. Let floor, where it had fallen from her me describe her to you, as she came Time-table- s nnd down tho long parlor to welcome us. nerveless hand. were a bout the aide books scattered A slender but queenly figure, quaintroom, and her trunk stood packed ly robed in solt folds of clinging white, nnd open. The hour forstartingtnd the chirk, exquisite face turned upand she had from this-worlward, expectantly, and the jewelled come, into the next. gonewas the fatal It hands clasped together in girlish fashion. She did not wait for Cliaun-c- v consequences of a love which came to present her, but inster d, she too late. The doctors said it was heart disease, and Chnuncey and came close to my side. 1 could Y'ou are Guy, she said simply. mother accepted hisverdict. have but explained all, they asked I have would known you no questions. from faithful the anywhere Three days later we buried sweet discriptions I have had of your face Ailsa inker simple weddingrobe. For nnd character. You will lie a grand, weeks nnd months after Chauneey true brother! Eut he finally I remember replying' with a few was inconsolable. Benecommon-plac- e words of greeting, married, and is today a happy half tempted to kiss the cool little dict. As for me, I will always rehand she had confidingly placed in main (i bachelor. Mrs. Findiey Braden, in Norristown Herald. mine. And then Chauncy drew her to him You did not miss me, Clover, tenderly. ! j J s I f f j j i ja a j i Li J j 1 j ! f I 4 I ht wero-waitin- Eulogy on Silk, Silk is an agreeable and healthy article. Used in dress, it retains the electricity of our bodies; in the drapery of our rooms and furniture-cover- s it reflects the sunbeams, giving them a quicker brilliancy, nnd it heightens colors with a charming light. It possesses nn element of cheerfulness, of which the dull services of wool are destitute. It also promotes cleanliness, and will not readily imbibe dirt, and does not harbor vermin as kindly as wool does. Its continually growing use by man, accordingly, is beneficial in many ways. Grace and beauty, even, owe something to silk. You cannot stiffen it like woolen or linen without destroying all its gloss and value. The more silk ribbons, therefore the more silk kerchiefs and robes are used instead ot linen and wool the more graceful becomes the outward aspect of mankind. A numberof strange, grotespue fashions originating in tho use of linen would never have been invented during the more general employment oi silk. The fluttering of ribbon, the rustling and flowing skirts ot silk, tho silk kerchief loosely knotted round the neck, have materially contributed to make our customs more darling? Greatly! with an arch smile. natnral nnd pleasing to the eye. ExBut an ardent lover is the best change. errand boy known! One is always certain of a speedy return. A Modern Tantalus, It was a delightful evening which followed. And afterthat I met Aisla From the New York Sun. At the centennial banquet a lady, frequently, though always in Chaunwhen told that Gen. Sherman often cy 's presence. Mother," too, soon dinners a week, grow to love her. attended A week previous to the day apasked how lie managed to escape for the wedding, Chauncy pointed gastronomic suicide. I do not eat 15 per cent, of all the proudly brought her home. I was I go to in the library when they arrived, and dinners I go to, he said. see the dinners and enjoy their Ailsa was not long in findingme out. I turned nt her entrance and beheld enjoyment, which I never could do if a radiant picture. I were foolish enough to treat my Bookworm, she cried gaylv, stomach disrespectfully. You see, it I have come to unearth you! No has been too staunch n friend to more work until neglect. 1 eat to live, and am satis The wedding! I exclaimed, bitfled with the simplest kind of I take great pains to giw terly. And in that moment I knew I loved sweet Ailsa Golding hunger a show, and while I believe that most thorouglih' in the value of more than life I itself. Regardless of drew her to me and regular hours for meals and rest, I consequences have learned how to go through a' pressed a passionate first kiss upon her velvet cheek. dining room without eating a morsel Eut she shrank back, pale nndlwithout without being detected, frightened. hurting the tast9 of the hostess. A Forgive me! I cried. I help it! Ailsa, Alisa, j j f I j j ;,e Mi Mi g Ml '!ia .in 0? , di, tin: or tOV U at I olt on-se- fooo-The- Col. Inge: soil. A wonderful thing is clover. t ?;ei Nt nt Jife Mai :ti Le '.is in , h ite ttl rm Mini ftb Mb Je :irp Gt i'oni 'lie -l- f-i 'Oti ( "be! It !n means honey and cream; that is t say, industry and contentment, that is to say, the liuppy bees in perl limed fields, nnd nt the cottage gate old Boss, the bountiful, chewing satisfaction's cud, in that blessed twilight pause that like a benediction fall between all toil nnd sleep. This clover makes me dream happy hours, of childhood's rosy cheeks, of dimpled babes, ot wholesome, loving wives, of honest men, of springs, and brooks nnd violets, and all there is of painless joy nml peaceful human life. A wonderful word is clover. Drop the c and you have the happiest of mankind. Take away the e and r and you have the only tiling that makes a heaven of this dull and barren earth. Gut off the T alone nnd there remains a warm deceitful bud that sweetens breath and keeps the peace in countless homes whose masters frequent clubs. After all hei !: Mc t ') Mai "fai f T01 tit r 1 iff, i tlei ,o it, r ."?s "e dp li Bottom was right, Good liny, sweet Lav, hath no fellow. ?a ! |