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Show protests produced pen. Ink and paper from his bag. Then Mr. Hodges dictated Tom Blodgetts will. "July 5th. Hon the bark Scmlrarals, bound from Capetown to Lunnon, flf-tee- n dajs bout, wind fresh. Hi, Thomas Blodgett, hof Heng land, avln made up my mind to die with Christian fortitood hof a disease, do give, wld, dewlse sou'-souwes- t, hun-know- n and bequeath "Whats the use o hall that?" grumThe forecastle lamp burned with a bled Mr. Brent. spasmodic splutter as It swung from "UKs law," rejoined Mr. Hodget, the beam to the motion of the bark "(Jo on, Billy the suia hof firmly. wrinkled on the and cast Its dim light " some hodd shillings twenty pun for face of Tom Blodgett as he fought "What do I get?" asked Billy, the few sands of life that remained In down the pen, "for wrltinV the hour glass of his allotted time. Over the side of the narrow dirty bunk his homy band hung nerveless, and his waxen face betokened the last stage of illness. Joe Brent, coming down from his watch on deck, asked him how he did. HI wish' murmured Tom, I could talk with a clergyman." (Copyright. 1901. by Dally Story Dub. Co.) lay-In- g "Ow Odgcs do?" asked would Brent; "his father's a sexton hln a church and he's nearer a clergyman than any one lion the hark." Tom nodded and Brent proceeded to awaken Mr. Hodges. "Wake hup, you bloomin' lump o lead," bellowed Mr. Brent, and at the came time hauling the representative of the church Irreverently out of his bunk. "Say somethin comfortin to old Tom, Brent; "you know somethin habout church matters. commanded "You'll be appy, Tom," began Mr. Hodges, somewhat sleepily; "you'll 'ave no taupsails to reef and no decks to 'olystone Ow about ell?" Interrupted the sufferer, with solicitude. "No 'ell for you, Tom, replied Mr. Hodges, cheeringly; "hits a straight course hup for you, my boy. "Hi pushed a man hoverboard In Shields once, moaned Tom. "Joe here knows Hi did. Mebbe e was drowned. Hi dont know." "What, that there Pete Bowly! ejaculated Mr. Brent. "The Ilalmighty as no grudge agin you for that. Illll bet my wages e was glad td get Pete boff of is books." "Hive a matter o twenty pun some hodd shilling in the savings bank at Shields, whispered the sick man. "I want you two fellers to 'ave it. "Well happreciate hit and take good care hof the money, for your sake, said Mr. Brent, feelingly. "Well 'andle it Christian-like- , add- - "Hi wish," murmured Tom, "I could talk with a clergyman. ed Mr. Hodges, "but youd better make a will. Hit ll ease your mind a lot. "Wholl write the will? inquired Mr. Brent. "Billy, retorted the resourceful Mr. Hodges; e ll write it. The cabin boy was bundled out of his bunk and with manv suppressed Es better," said Hodges, with deep gloom. "You'll get the hodd shillings, Mr. Hodges, generously. said "I gets two pun, remarked Billy, I don't write no more." "You ought to be hashamed of yourself, aggling at a death bed, said Mr. Brent angrily. "Let him ave it, snapped Mr. Hodges; go on "Its to be put In the will, insisted Billy. " E'll die afore you get the will made," muttered Mr. Brent. "Hall right, now go on now In the savings bank at Shields, to my loving friends Joe Brent and Richard Odges, alf and alf each, and two pun to Billy for writin being in sound mind. Thats all right. Now, Tom, you sign hit. Mr. Blodgett, supported by the two legatees, managed to scrawl his name to the will, and two seamen were awakened and induced to add tlicir names as witnesses on promise of a liberal spiiituous entertainment when the bark reached London. Then the fateful paper was placed in the inside pocket of Mr. Hodges pea jacket. Ili'm going to buy a hinterest in a public I know hof in Sunderland, said Hodges that night, when he and Brent wore on deck again. Avent made up my mind what to do with mine, remarked Brent. Ilim going to take in the play a lot. The next morning the skipper and chief mate came into the forecastle to see Mr. Blodgett. Hes about to up anchor, from his looks, whispered the mate. I cant think what ails him, When he took mused the skipper. sick I started forrard In the medicine chest and travelled aft, giving him a dose out of each bottle. Then, I turned about and travelled forrard and give him em all over again. I dont see why he isnt better. He was always obstinate, was Tom, suggested the mate. "I found this here bottle in an old locker this morning, said the skip- - or HOMELY MAIDS ALL RIGHT. "It has no label on It, hut It looks like imdklnc. remarked Extensively Employed to Fix Up "Smells llko varnish, Rooms of City Bachelors. the mate, snltllrg at the bottle. One of the most sensible things Its "Ma)be bug jolson." tho about lives of young bachelors of the not "Its varnish," replied the I present day," remarked an old skipper, "and dont believe Its bug polon. Ive half a mind to give Tom bachelor, "Is the way they employ a dose of It." young women to look after their rooms "Good Idea," exclaimed the mate. and to valet them. "When I was a young man no "He'll die anyway, so give him the would dream of employing & bachelor whole of it." 5u to do his rooms for woman under When Torn had swallowed the contents of the bottlo the skipper cast Mm, and as most of these women drank pretty hard, It used to be diffiit overboard. cult to get along with them. Ec better," said Hodges, with "Nowadays a bachelor thinks nothing of having a servant In the twenties deep gloom, addressing Brent, "Seems one cant trust to hany-tnlng,- " to look after his rooms, and no one grumbled Mr. Brert. "Whats ever talks about It, either. It may beI more, he's going to get well. Did ou only a coincidence, of course, but hear 1m cussln at Billy this morn- notice most of these servants arc homely as sin. Which reminds me of ing?" Two days later Tom was furling a stcry. "A young bachelor of my acquaint topsails and the will had been deance lived with his sister for some manded from the legatees and years In nn apartment where they had turned. an elderly married woman for a "I wish," muttered the skipper, "Id The sister had to go to kept that there bottle. Its blooming laundress. Europe for several months and the good medicine, whatever It was." brother elected to run the apartment himself. He asked the laundress to HUNGARIANS CROSS THE SEA. come In every morning, prerare his Town In Wisconsin Founded by Them breakfast, look after his clothes, and clean up the place. When she said It In 1841. would be Impossible he asked her to A work on "Migration from Hunone f her daughters. The launsend gary" In the Abrcge du Bulletin de la Soclete Hocgrolso de Geographic dress a-erred to this. "Now- It happened she had two shows that, while the history of Hunone decidedly pretty, the daughters, garian emigration reaches back Into other decidedly homely. He found the fifteenth century. It has never attained such dimensions as In the last himself wondering the first morning after his sister left which one of the few decades. would be sent. When he went In girls In the two decades from 1881 to to breakfast the problem was solved. 1900 the migration from llurgary has was the It homely one. amounted to 380,000 souls, or 2.3 per "Perhaps from this we may deduce, cent of the total population. homeIn 1857 there were only 53.000 Hun- said the old bachelor, that In a ly maid servant may a young bachelor garians dwelling In Austria, whereas find a refuge from gossip." Chicago in the year 1900 there were more Ocean. Inter than 270,000, 100,000 of them In Vienna alone. of Pain. The The emigration to America has set A moment, and Mystery tho eyes so cloar and t'ro tn only since tho eighteenth century, Are daik with agony; a moment more, d And. llko a Hash through some and In 1S41 the Hungarians founded door. tn the state of Wisconsin the colony The scut has gone, dumb, supplicating of Harasztyfalu, which now as Sauk The you! of pangs pain and loss all our race knew City has long lost all trace of the MagBefore cur time and to tho very core yar character. vultutes went. In vain hfs bonds Tain's Not till 1877 did the emigration ashe tore. ' sume large proportions. It was direct- The strongtlewPrometheus; at hi3 heart they ed especially to Pennsylvania, New conThe mystery of pain of loss and pain York and New Jersey, and that in The mother dying, and the little child sequence of strikes among American Deleft, alone the springtime lad that died workers. The volume of emigration and llame for others this the smoke In 18S6 from maximum its first attained gain O men protesting Of law fulfilled! to 1892, and its second in the years wild. subsequent to 1899. Of what avail? for Christ was cruclose-curtaine- cified! Awaiting Developments. William F. King of the Merchants association tells a story of a boy who had a faculty for losing one job and . getting another almost simultaneous-yMeeting him on the street one day a friend said to him: Well, Jack, who are you with now? I'm with John Smith & Co. Is this a permanent connection at ast? asked the friend. I can't tell about that yet, replied I'm only there on memoranJack. dum, you see. New York Times. Reporter Accumulates Wealth. Henry Weber was a reporter on a Denver daily. For some time he had been interested in mining properties, one of which, in Nevada, has proved to be immensely valuable. Mr. Weber has sold his interest in that mine for $500,000 cash and holds others which are expected to be worth twice as He has promoted eighteen much. companies, four of which are doing well. Like Papa. gracious goodness mercy My sakes! his mother exclaimed. Willie! Willie! What on earth are you saying? O, O, O, O! You have broken my heart! O, I never dreamed that my little boy could say such awful things! O, dear, dear, dear, dear! Well, blame it, didnt you tell me not to cry any more when I hurt myself and try to be brave like papa is Chiwhen he pounds his thumb? cago Record Herald. New York Sun. Waiting for a Cent. The Brooklyn man was taking his friend from Philadelphia home to dine. As they neared the Fulton Ferry the Philadelphian inquired why so many people stood on the outside of the ferry house. Theyre waiting for 5 oclock, when the fare is changed from 2 cents to 1 the Brooklynite. cent, explained These people would consider themselves foolish if they went in now. Some of them are laborers, some clerks and some millionaires, but not one buys a ticket till you hear the gong. Lots of them stand around with stop watches and kick if shes a second late. Ah, there she goes. Come on. Ill be blessed! said the and Philadelphian, they joined the crowd, surging inward on the stroke of the bell. New York Sun. Well, North China Coolies the Best. Mine owners of South Africa, who have been importing coolies from China to work underground, have discovered that there are great differences between the coolies from the south of China and those from the north of China. A very little experience sufficed to show that the men from the northern districts were of better physique and of better knowledge of mining than those who came from the south and the treaty ports. They are seeking now to get their recruits solely from the northern sections of the empire. |
