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Show t BO Acres at $50 per Acre. Snly miles 320 Acres at $100 per Acre. SOAcrcsatSSOperAcre. eight West of Jordan. This is a snap and will sell for $100 per Just the lan.d to pIat anti onl' G milcs ou l)C ?la(i to l)U' s at $1;"0 Pcr acre inside of six months. west tne rven acre next spring. 50 Lots in lo you want something cheap? Is it something in the city you want ? DAVISt SllARP & Stringer's Addition, If so, can sell you 640 acres or any por-- If so' wc can Plcasc you; 20 lots 25x140 Cor. 2nd West and 10th South. Cap tion of same at $15 per acre, m 79, Plat C, at $350 to $400, will he running past this addition within on terms to suit you. 00 days. Now is the time to lury before the advance in price on these lots, I Residence and Business Property in Different Parts of the City !1 EDAVISMKTRINGER 23 West 2nd South Street, Salt Lake City, Utah. She was pretty' still, she was good. He had not the strength of mind to got otit of this fix, unless it had boen bad enough to warrant him in cutting bin throat. And at this moment she spoke. "Samuel," she said she hud not called hitniSamuel since his return "Samuel, I have found words at last. Come here." He came and sat down in a great chair opposite her. "You can't tell how I feel," said she. "Yon toll me I must have expected this letter, but I lid not. I thought yon hud forgotten. If yon had said a word one word. I was very constant for years, but time has an influence. I'vo altered; so have you. I did not know you when I first saw yon, but still had I guossed I should have thought it my duty to try I I it must come out somehow. I am engaged to bo married to our pastor, Mr. Sweetsmile, and I feel that I have chosen for my happiness. Don't feci too bad, Samuel. I will always be a sister to you." Ten minutes before this Mr. Wadleigh would have fannied that he must rejoice silent. Once or twice she even seemed to try to excuse herself. "So very sensible," thought Mr. Wad-leigh, and at Inst, when he had, he fan-cied, spent time enough dancing attend-ant on this fair one, he seated himself one evening at his desk and wrote an offer of marriage. "Which," he added, "surely cannot surprise you you must know by my manner 'flow I feel." This he nddrrwsed to Miss Cora Enst-ma-il and carried' to the ' honse with his own hands. "For Miss Cora," he said to the serv-ant. "Don't make any mistake." "Not I, nor," said old William. "I know right well which lady it's for." Now old William had been in the fam-ily many years. He well romembered those old days when this gentleman was spoken of as Mr. Samuel, Miss Cora's sweetheart, in the kitchen. He had no doubt whatever that the letter in bis hand was meant for his young lady. The "bit of a girl," her niece, he still considered a child, and so with slow and solemn steps he made his way to Miss Eastman's own room, rapped. on the When does he do it? How does he do it? If we women could but find out! There was nothing to Bigh over in Miss Eastman's case. She was a tight, trim little woman of But where were Cora's smiles? the dim-ples that seemed about to appear when she smiled? the soft brightness of the eyes? the way of looking and moving! All gone vanished I It did not occur to Mr. Wadleigh that he had altered much more it never does occur to men. He told Miss Eastman that he was delighted to see her once more, and she said polite things to him, wondering all the time whether this could be the charming youth who used to set her heart beating by a touch or a glance this very nice person, portly, well to do, well mannered, but not in the least interesting. She compared him unfavorably with Mr. Sweetsmile, the charming new clergyman who had just had a call to their church, and, who had taken both her hands in his only yesterday and said, "What we should do without you in the Sabbath school, Miss Eastman. I cannot imagine!" He at this termination of thoir meeting. Here he was out of his dilemma, free again. All ho had to do was to bow, look grave, accept the position of friend and brother, and retire gracefully; but, after all, he had been refused, and he felt angry. He had been informed that he was no longer an Adonis, and ho was hurt; and somehow Cora, in her excite-ment under tho influence of emotion, and in the shadows of the library, looked so charming that some portion of bis eld love sprung to life again. Now that ho know he could not get her, and that some one elte wanted her, she became desirable. "I am an idiot," he aaid aloud, and Hora answered: was charming! The course of events threw Samuel Wadleigh a great deal into the society of his old love; tho families were con-nected and moved in the same circle. By degrees he met small nieces and nephews who had been children when he went away, and were now young ladies and gentlemen among them a certain little Cora, Miss Eastman's niece, prettier than she had ever been, and with all her witching ways, her half --hidden dimples, her smiles and her sweet side glances. She sat opposite him at the dinner table, and he could fancy all the years rolled away, and he the boy who gave the girl he loved the forget-me-n- ring. He remembered little child m white fur her a pudgy walking with her maid in the park and kissing her hand to auntie. "What a charming girl!" he said to Miss Eastman. "You over again!" And then Miss Eastman made the younger Cora come and talk to "her old friend, Mr. Wadleigh." Cora had heard of him as the gentle-man who had been her aunt's admirer and lived single for her sake and she was very nice to him. She felt that he had a romantio history, and that Aunt Cora ought to have been more constant, and so she was, as we have said, very ii(,e. never A MISTAKE. Before he went away to make his rtnne Samuel Wadleigh had been very ach in love with Cora Eastman. It s a boy and girl attachment, and a l!7 romantic one. The boy was a tall, 19 eyed fellow, with a small waist ii curly golden hair that lay in thick rings all over hia head. He was at iMvery manly and very youthful iu 'Psarance, and it would have been rd for a girl not to fall in love with m if he had tried to make her. Cora a little brunette with big black eyes ld J good color, and he thought her autifrd. He longed to offer her his hand and !art and get her to engage herself to m before he left home; but he reflected at he had no right to bind her by any "mise until he was sure of that for-o- e he was going to seek, and when he her a little forget-me-n- ot ring he It spoke of it as a token of friendship, ""ever, when they parted she knew ell as he did that he loved her, and wed forward to the nsnal finale of a fading, Tim9 passed on. The young people rte at first once a week, then once a r,ntli, then occasionally. "Absence" ?ays the modern poet "makes the art grow fonder of somebody else." "Oh, dear, no! I shall always remem-ber your truth and constancy very ten-derly." He bowed aud took his hat. Ho bowed again and retired to the door. As he went along the patatage to the central hall of the large house he beard the front door open. "William, where is auntie?" said Cora's voice. "In the library," said William. "But don't you go there. Mr. Samuel is in there offering of Lisself. Poor gentle-man, I'm afraid it's the day after the fair; but such is life." Then Cora giggled and ran upstairs. Mr. Wadleigh never proposed to the youngest Miss Eastman. Later he mar-ried a showy widow who admired him intensely. She had no young Samuel Wadleigh with byacinthine lock and slender waist to compare him with, and still Mrs. Sweetamile keeps a little forget-- me-not ring in a little Huwia leather box and looks at it sometime. Poor fellow!" fhe sighs. "How true and faithful he was to me. and how little I deserved itf-M- ary Kylo Dallas in Fireside Companion. door, opened it and entered on tiptoe. "Miss Cora," said he in an awful whis-per, "Master Samuwell I mean Mr. Wadleigh tould me to give you this quite private, and to be particular about "Thank you, William," said Miss East-man, and when he was gone she sat looking at the envelope rather dismally. At last she opened and read it. "I thought so," ohe commented, with a little groan. On the evening he had appointed in his letter Mr. Wadleigh rang-th-a doorbell a little apprehensively. Ho had a carnation in his buttonhole and a big bouquet in his hand. William opened the door. His smile was confidential. "Miss Cora said if you would take a sate in the library she'd resave you in a few minutes," he whispered, and Mr. Wadleigh entered the library. Here all was very quiet and no callers would intrude. Here he would learn his fate. "And why should I fear it?' he asked, surveying himself in the glass over the mantelpiece. Yet all the same he was conscious of a certain tremor, rather inward than outward, and his ears burned. Ten minutes at least were given him in which to quiet himself. Then a door opened at th end of the library and a figure entered Cora. Ho started up and advanced toward it It was Cora certainly, but not the one he expected not his new love, but his old. He stopped stood still. She advanced; she held his letter in her hand. It suddenly dawned upon him that William had made a mistake. "Pray be seated," said Miss Eastman, and he was very glad to sit down. "I beg," said the lady, "that yon will give me a little time, 'i can not formu-late my ideas as I desire to. I" "Oh, take time, take time!" said he, and walked away to the window. It was all np with him, he felt She would shortly exclaim, "Samuel, I am yours!" and perhaps fall into his arms. All the mistaken spinsters and widowsin the plavs did that, and he must make up his mind to it. There had benatarit engagement between them- - It had never beta broken off. He had written to Cora Eastman- - She was Cora Eastman. Nothing could alter that, and he could not injure and insult her. After all. she was a nice Httle woman, and of the projierage f?f And of all this Mr. Wadleigh dreamed, and little thrills went through him, and he made up his mind that fate had been very good to him. the sort lovely young creature-cxac- tly and of girl he admired-smil- ing on him listening to all his compliments m a way that encouraged him to pay more. "The elder Oorarsa very sensible wo-man," he said to himself, "f she none of forgotten old times; that some wo-men those foolish little ways would have of reminding me that we Really, some of those first were lovers. mine were tantamount to pro-2- ; it is all over; I am quite free. Cagood No doubt bttle Cora SsTSat atonce." and after so lernn Ahtiae the pros and cons for three he began to take Cora Karire behind -- P taa; me horses, tosend her btmoyh.- -J tomVite her to the opera. her Aunt Cora he naturally lrZ she the talk to and was sometimes grave and lonng Wadleigh went a good deal to society abroad, and'Corahad plenty admirers. He got into a convivial f. where they drank a good deal of e and had liberal views. She he-me very pious, and rather leaned to ambition. Their last letters were 7 formal, and when fifteen years had ld and Samuel Wadleigh found him-1- f coming home with the fortune he 1 made after all, he scarcaly remem- - Cora Eastman, certainly Cora did not know him. 59 light haired youth had changed into onof 40. All his curls were gone, 1 his head to his ears was as smooth 1 shiny as a billiard ball. His waist 15 Se, too. He had the proportions n alderman. However, he was still at People call a fine looking man. As r ora, she had all her back hair and WIilles, and had kept her trim little e, bat she had changed cnrionsly. - knew her atonce, hut she was not eBfuws. WhatJpes Time do, to na? MARTYRS "tO CfVlLltY. " Illustrating tha Tart That Iollteseas Doesn't Always ray. They were aummnr men, with annhfl, no walstconts, and all that sort of thing. They were talking in the low, monotonous tones and lauRhlng wit h the faded lauli pwillar to animal of tbalr type. The boat wnii crowded and they bad only one stool, which they gladly surrendered to a summer girl whom they knew. Then they stood and talked with her for an hour, until with the Lent and the ataiiriing they were very weary. Finally a stool nar them was vacated. Both the sMmnuer men looked at it with longing eyes, and each Insisted that the other take It. They argued with great cordiality. It was very edifying to watch them. Meanwhile along came a man who wore no Raff h and didn't care a straw whether any one else, wanted the scat or net. II tut down thereon, wiped hi heated brow and heaved a deep nigh of contentment. The summer men stood; but they bad their revenge. "Pisfrusting creature," they both said, and the young woman laughed. New York World. " MY LITTUE NEIGHBOR. .' y She stood at the open window, A picture sweet and fair; My neighbor's little daughter, A lassie with nut brown hair. A bonnie, winsome lassie, With a face like a blossom sweet She stood at the open window ' Watching the busy street. Homesick and tB d and lonely. At the close of the summer day, I stood at my open window On tbe other side of the way. And I saw the little maiden, , So near me and yet so far; In her innocent, childish beauty, As pure as the angels are. And a smile of radiant beauty. As she saw me, flashed over her face Like a ray of golden sunshine That lights up some darkened place. Ko more was I sad and lonely, And gone where the shadows gray. For that smile of friendly greeting Had banished the gloom away. Oh, bonnie little maiden. If wish of mine could bring Earth's choicest, richest blessings To thee, on fortune's wing, How free from care or sorrow Thy happy life would be, Hy neighbor's little daughter. The lassie who smiled at roe. Pittsburg Dispatch. A Virginia Olrl's Prnjaat. Miss Rallle Holl.-y- , a Virginia girl, hit undertaken the education of the colore-- girls of her state. The work la purely philanthropic. Mis llolley has Kent let-to- rs to nearly all the' women's club In Union wkiHg for a raah contribution or a year's service from a member a teacher in the south. Ilur method is theeatab-liHhtne-of small school throughout tlw tatn, where the colored girl can lenrn enough in a couple of years to make hit way in the world. Instead of the tom-foolery with which the graded cour tt public school training I paddi-- Muuillolley aims to teach the children how to read, write and make accurate change in one year. The fundamentals of arithinntU will be tnwtcrrl according to the quickest method and without taiing the child with a single rub'. The newspaper is the preferred book, from which it is thought sufllrient geography, spelling, history and the arte can ha and together with tbi mental training the colored gtrU will receiva practical lesson In Industrial work by darning their own storking, mending the hohw in thetr dreenos, rctriminiiig their hats, altering old and making new gnnnenU and cooklug m many ntnakt a it is poswibl to provide. Mm Holley baa undertaken a moat important mis-sion and atnada a good chance of making her name famous. Exchange. RAILWAY 0REVITIC9. Hallway building began in Japaaj twenty yarn ago. Then are now 879 mill of line in operation. The new time tb!n trf the Onmian railroad", and epei-UI!- that of IYimU, show vimt improvement In nprwii train aervic. The Lake Hhom yardmen have atari! a contribution for the pun' buying a burial plot for mrrt killed win In In tha , employ of the road. A marine railway twenty fiv niia in length, connoting the Onlf of St. Iw-renc- e with the Hay of Timdy am tha l.thmnsof (lilgnotn, U in pfa-wi-a of construction. All the gr of the New Yrk. Pea sylvanlaand Ol.io. westirn dlid,m, ara to lie reduced to twenty-- ! fur In tha mile. Home of the grade In Ihl dins-Io- n are now forty-seve- ft grad. The car aTvic asam latlona in w itr America are arrtmiptutiing so mnrk good that eaetxrn rnada have taken Ui matter np In eamott, and at all Impor-tant mad (oUs slr am btrtng Ukr to sntablUh sin h instttutiiraa. Slkin, It la said, I ftmlius tlu linpuls of tim railway spirit, and la taking lb preliminary for building mmrttl handrnrl mile of lima. Mum turn a VV nlation of nearly 6.bU).0or pru)U and aa area of ahnut SnO.SOO aqaar mllea. A ral!nad in to Im built from ArehJ aug'd to Votogii to unrto tkus ttrn hatiiUble north of the I'.oejrtan twnpir with tlw lntrrtor. The tra-t- r ar wen banU of Vologda, who carry on a large buairtea with the native of Arri. align). The ItAilway A sara: The Ati.hWv systetn it not only hy I,.WO milea or ewnw the grxateat r til way Tt.iu In potnt Uf iii!"e In the world, but Ita tinea Im i a gr" lU r number f th ge)(fraphi-- l diviion of Amwrtca. thaui any ilhn0 country --namely. In thirtnm c.f lh tas ar.d Inrtiuwin. A IVrtlpent O"etlon. rtegularSuliacrilier You know tbisanng every one is singing, something about Loonie Annie? Kditor You mean Annie Rooney, don't youf "Yes, Riieea that's It." "Well, I know the mitf "You know it says something about 'Soon we'll marry?'" "Yes." "Have they got married yet? They've been wanting to for about two montha." "Sot that I know of. Why?" "Well, If they had t was going to tell tbe young man In the room next to mine to stop ainginic the song or elue I'll com-mit homicide." Uoston Tltnea. K Dellclau Ir!ak. George Pttrtm Lathrop tell of de-licious summer drink which may a m new to many people, but is really mure of a revival of aonmthing in vogiu sever-al yant ago. It is the autnicup, and is as aatiHfying to the thirat as milk and watxr or oatmeal wai'-r- , and wUb&l, more epicuriau. You take eynal part of Hautern and Apollinari waUr, and put them In a chmr crystal pib-hor- , weeteniug with three lumps of sugar to quart, and adding a slice or two of pinoappln and ft long paring of encum-ber mid. Let tliia filled pitcher stand for a fw minute in a vei of l , or mTt,p around tl.o pitcher a towel of cracked ice and aalt. t'ntlor no riruune Unr: put !w In t'l" drink, for t'-- would injure the line flavor. Just bo. fore the cup is served throw aomn Uu of mint uion tho lop. Ills ttchem. "I've got a scheme that la worth thou sand of dollars," said one Washington man to another. "Going Into buinei?" "Well, after a faahlon. I'm looking for some bright young man." "As a clerk?" "No. I think I'll Wt him be the pro-prietor and do the clerking myaclf. I'll et the first chiuir-- at the fund that way." Washington I'ot. A UlartMl Eraak a ''yS Ptr''t foilVr rfrr'T --ThVa about ) ni'icli svttea:fit Crivia' thi4v rt m they u h ivr!iu' ciil. l.ii tiA E;Marei'tbe tramps- - Tai (ka, f-r-t Uuridertrt' rhump! If foi avnuteall h !n't beiri ft a hul trmr lnt am yer. Jnfljff;. Xaturul Mlalake. "This muciliitre," obvrved the awtlnt In the laboraury of the scientific Irwiitu-tio- n as be dipped bis brush into the foottic, "appears to ha ail right a to consistency, but it Is spoiled. Haven't we some that U fjwher?" "That Isn't mucilage, Tompkins," ex-claimed the chemi.it lu cbare, haat.lly r placing tbe bottle on the ah!f. "That i j sample of Cliica'.;'! river water, sent fcre (or analyis."-Chi(a- go Tribune. Oijor frw'n I OM-il- It is well known tlmt taotha ai l but-terflies give off odors either from ll; wings or the hinder end of th body. Ortain raotua, a. thai parent of the com-mon red and black "iKar" natTpilbtr, and of the salt marsh eaterpiUir. have a retra;til; orgaa, which, when tbrunt ont. j throws o.T a slrung odor, aoy.ewlwt like ; Undatium. Tbe othir evening wo taug j a whit fimiale aulUrt (.ipiWma iirjcm iai, which, af'xr rouh bundling, th.--e ifl a very nUna. tthir, .uie-ah-as r,f Uij'lafir., ar.d which remithwl a the flag for hours. The moth diJ ri"t Lirt oqI the repugTittbri.tl app'T'UZ' f""n'l m the other aretia.'i.Nw York Hio Mtiunlent'KMt Him. Mis It Hrnitb- - Our engatemeot l i broken frofn thin moinetit, Mr. Roberta. Mr. Koberts--Wh- !' Hone nothing, have I' Mis I Smith You b. You prom-Ip-to tar-- me lawn tennis, and the Prt thinit you do Is to call me "Thirty, lore!" and I not a day orcr 17, and you know it. Judge. She Didn't Ohjert. W. Cbilders Kydd flooking for toardi Oh, I forgot to mention that two of my party of four arc small children. I hope that will make no difference. Mrs. Hashton Oiwectly-O- b, not at all. I shall charge just tbe same aa if tbey wer grown up. Dominion Illustrated. Juhsat' OpInUoi. Teacher Job'iny, in th !r.tenc, "tbe audnci, chen . l tl.e leonia ptarws !o.i- - If." J"" I" '"' 'b abaurlltjf. Johnny There fn't "r U.rli)r, ma'am- - "Are yoa sure What bt lb Bteaning tt th word auilie.nrs' " "Ad aaaeioblr e.f Hester. Kctly. AinJ i tragm Of teunJ" "Ye. They bear tha rw. krt. Cbi-ttg-o Tnbuoa. ft Waatad to Trj. j "Oh, Mr. Freddy, "won't yon please stand right here a minute on the rug." "Ortainly, Freddy," replied Policy much amused. "But why do yoa want Die to stand there?" "Oh, siter Amy said you were ugly enough to stop a clock and I wanted to aee yoa do it" Drake's Magazine. In En'uf.il, wb-f- w particnUr fcaa teea to the aubjnet of rlas tne trtiir., a cr ui End bnca dinxrrereri by wUtii a train jjuig Uurty toflea aa Ucrcr tin by an elartrical brake lie brooUl 19 a sundjcuJ ia a (pace of 2CO hM. A Nsatlral Maid. "Did you enjoy your yachting trip, Mis Psalie" ha asked. "Ob," she cried enthusiastically, "It was just to lovely for anything, aad 1 enjoyed it so much. I used to rise every morning at 7 o'clock just to see tbe sailors laauc tbe bowsprit adga |