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m y h t s a m i s M o im m ruL . k r heart, my heart ta mournful, Yet joyously shines the May; I stand by the linden leaning, High on the baatloa fray. th e blue town-moat thereunder Glide* peacefully along; A boy In a boat Ie angling And whistling a careleis long. Beyond, like a well-known picture^ All small and fair, a re atrewed Bouees and gardens and people, Oxen'and meadows and wood. The maidens bleach the’ linen, And dance In ths grass for gleet The mill-wheel scatters diamonds, Its far hum reachss me. Upon tbs hoary towsr A sentry-box stands low; A youth In his coat of scarlst There paces to and fro. H s trines with -his musfcst— Whloh gleams ln ths sunshine rsdi B s shoulders and prsssnts It— I would hs shot ms desid. —Heine, Translated by James Therm- Mollis was swinging to and fro la tho hammock, with an sxtremsly dl» agreeable ssprssston on hsr face. \Hullo I said, “why aren't \you ploying tennis?\ Sho stared at mo offsnslvsly bnt mode no reply. “H h r I Insisted. “Becauss my anklss u s too thick,” oho muttered. I looksd ot hsr In amassment “If you don't wish to toll mo tho reason,” I sold with somo dignity, “you eon tTfld doing so without bslng olthsr immodest, or—or untruthful.\ Vtr, oa I b a n sold, she wuowlnglng In • hammock. ' Molllo was now smiling; aho had boon plsassd to dotoot somo germ of humor In hsr excuae. • \What's really happened, I euppoee,” I snggsstod, \1* that you've had your avo wiped.\ \At tennis!\' she cried Indignantly; ralalhg horsslf on hor elbowa. “Don't bo so Infantile,” I protsstod; If i msant tennis!” “Oh,\ said Molllo, \yon msan—” \Juat that,\ Itasssntod. Ihs strugglsd Into a sitting post- D o yon think thors's anybody la <fcls bolo who could? .Honestly.\ I lookod at bar modltatlrsly, *1 havaat ason all, tho glrla haro fot,\ I said a t length. \No iald Molllo seorafally, \be- aaau the othon «inly oosu oat whsn M's foggy.- ’ \How dopnariag for thsa,\ I aur- mnrod. “Won, If It's aot what I said, what Is I t r \It's aoawWiHg quite diterent” •OhW\ I Mid. Tw o la partlcaiar,\ ooaUaaod Mot He, . owlaging hsr fsst to aad fro. \Neither of thoa wfll lean a o alooe.\ \With tho othorT I suggested. \Ton ta d It alow, don't y o u r \Oh ghat up,\ mid MolUo; T m tw Hag rotten eaough wlthoat yoar boastly Jokes. I wish thsy*d both loan ato aloao. I wish everybody mould laato om aloao. FOr two plas n go lato a oeuvoat Don't yoa thlah l td bo also la a convent?” \Tss I admitted, \bat I deal know that yon would. rd try a rimplir msaas of getting rid of my adaUrera. i t first, anyhow. Waarlag that grooa frock «f yonra, for example, or doing yoar hair o m yoar eara, or—'* “Ton neednt bo horrid,\ mid Molllo ooldly: \I know everything dooan't •alt mo. Aad I only did my hair that way oaoo.\ I aald nothing. Whsn oaa haa aotb* lag to aay, sllsaes la aot alwaya Inad- Tlsabls. Mollis iflancsd at ma meditatively, flwn aho whlstlod a bar or two nndor hor broath. \Besides sh* said, strlrlng to look aaocMoraod, \It's not that whlah la wonrylag ms, either.\ “Mo r \No.\ Sho bsnt bask In tho ham- mook and swung herself gontly to and fro. It waa an even chanco that aha pitched o m on tho back ot hor head. I told hor ao. I rofralnad from oommont, and praa> ently aho returned to hor shssp—er lambs is, perhaps, an apter word. \Did yon o m road—t I forgot tho aamo of ths book.” “Who’o.lt b y r Molllo wrlnklsd hor brows for a re- floctlvo moment \I can’t rsmsmbsr that olthsr,\ aha admtttsd frankly. \I waa only a kid whsn I rsad it.\ “If you knew the color ot ths com oven,\ I murmured. \However I may havs rsad It. I can't say definitely I haven’t, anyhow. Why?” \Nothing said Molllo; “only . . , thers was a girl ln there, you know who —I know you’ll laugh, you’re so mean.” She had colored erer so slight ly, and avoided my eye. Mollle Is es sentially modern, and the Intrusion of any save the most practical subjects into conversation distinctly discom poses her. Therefore, I guessed some thing of what she wished to say, and went to her. rescue. “Who had two supplicants for her favor—eh?\ Molllo nodded. \Yes. And and th e y ' fought (It was quite a kid's book, you know), and she promised the victor, the win ner, you know, her ----- ’’ “Glove,\ I salrt hastily, because real ly some of thsss beauties wsro msst indiscreet ln sslsctlag their favors. , \It w u a bunch ot ribbons, u a mat ter of fact,” said Mollle, with a stars. \It might havo been worse,’’ said I. “Well, what's tho idsaT Do you pro pose that——'* “They proposed it,” interrupted Mol lis ln a muffled voles. Had-1 laughed she would never havs forgiven me. \Aii excellent Idea,” I said therefors. “As a matter of fact, I believe thers are some gloves ln ths house.” . \Stupid said Mollis recovering hsr composure, \it'il bavs to bs my glove.\ \Boxing glovss I moan,\; I said, mildly. “Aa If they'll fight that way,” said Mollis scornfully. T o n bloodthirsty llttls ----- \ rbegan In horror. D o n ’t bo oo abeurd,\ shs ertsd. T m going to make tham play tennla. I've Juat mads up my mind. Thiafa what made me ao wretched, worrying ovor what It wonld bo.” \Tennis I repeated, “and tha win- nar, or, wall, the wlnnar wine, I sup- poso.” Molllo smlltd In a superior marasr. “No,\ shs corrected. “tho winner losss.\ \Ton sse,” aha sxplalnad, “they’re tha two bast playara hen. And thay*ro about tha aama class.” \Bo that tha loser must try to loss. Ii that tha Idsar “Of course. That’ll provo ho raally means what ho says. Thay*ro both Jolly conceited about .tholr game, ao It win bo a sure proof that tha loaar thtnka mors of mo than—than of Just winning tbs gams, you know. Bepeclally as I shall maka tham both promlaa not to say why thay*va loot Don't you think Fm clam f* \Well you'ro Ingenious, anyhow,\ I admtttsd. \And whsn la thla match coming off?” “I havsn't quite mada up my mind yat,\ aald Molllo. “I think tho no- tor*a garden party would bo a good place, doo't y o u r “Tho rotter’s gardsn party! Whoa la ttf I havan’t hsard about i t ” \Wall rva aald you'ro going, aay- how. So yon must His daugbtsr*a coming homo from Vasaar or somo- wharo. You must havo hoard. Do yoa think It wUl bo a good p la cer \All placee,\ aald I, \ssom to bo equally aultablo. And. tha rector's praaaaoo will certainly have tho addl- tloaal advaatags of onabUng tha looor \Conaolo hlmaalf!\ orlad' Molllo. Tonaols hlmsslf with ths roctorr \I moan,\ I axplalnad patiently, *toasole hlmsaV With rotation—1■ 1 shouldn’t go on If I woro yoa,” latorpoood Molllo coldly; \you'ro rathar rado and a little ailly. Beeldee, aa If I should marry a couple ot boys.\ *1 hop*\ I aald aavsraly, \that yoa woalda't marry a couple of aaythlag. On* a t a timo ta ample.\ MOHIo droppod hor oyollda at madia- dalafully, aad refused to coatinus tho eonvsrsattaa. \By tho way,\ I crisd prsosntty, atruok by a auddoa thought, \yoar schsmo wont do at all.\ \It’s jolly won going to, anyhow,\ aho aald obatlnataly. “Why won't I t r ' \Mot If It's Miss Bsaalagton'a homo- coming,” I aald. “Bha’s a groat tennis plsysr.\ \How do you knowf Oh, yss, yon havo mot hor, havon't yout Whafs aho got to do with It, anyhowr \Wall I vsntursd, \for ono thing, thoy won't llko playing badly In front of hor; aad for another,” I hastened to add—for my flrst reason appsarod to bo lamantably unconvincing—'If sho knows thoy*ro our eraoka sha won't havo much Idoa of our teaula.\ \To bo quite candid,\ aald Mt>ni»~ whsn aha apaaka In tbo literary stylo I Bad It advlsatds to avoid riling hor furthar—\I haven't eonaldarad Mlaa Bssstngton In rolatlon • with my schsms.” Sha Jumpad out of tbo hammock and bagan to walk towards tha house. \Aad T m not Jolly woll going to.\ Tho rsetor had but rscsntly ' bsan appointed to tho parish, and his son and daughter, who had bean at college for tho paat year or so, wsrs to maka thslr flrst bow on ths occasion of tho gardsn party. They arrived, however, several days before this epoch-making festival, and young Besslngton inaug urated—It was to be hoped—a career of public usefulness by pulling Mollle out of a hedge and administering flrst aid to the—at that moment more than usually—decrepit motor car. which she claims as her own particular property. Having, aa he declared, thoroughly re paired It, he pushed It home for her. He recognized and greeted me with an effusion due, I imagine, less to our previous acquaintance than to the fact that Mollle, ln or out of a hedge, mer its something of the admiration she demands. Despite, or It may be owing to, the fact that her car was Incapable of run ning more than five hundred yards without undergoing lengthy, If not ex haustive repairs, Mollle continued to nuke use ot Its services. My friendly inquiries aa to ths prog- rsss her tennis tournament was mak ing recslved only vague and impatient replies. Nevertheless, from the settled look of gloom on the faces of the two local champions,. which I ascribed te the forthcoming triumph of love over sport, I concluded that shs had not seen fit to cancel her arrangement Mollis announced hsr. Intention ol going In her car to tho rectory, and, with a not altogether disinterested kindness, offered to let me drive her. As I was anxious to meet Miss Bes slngton ones again, I firmly, and 1 still hold jpolltely, declined. About an hour after my arrival Mist Bsialngton Informed ms'that shs had certain responsibilities as a hostess aad further, that sho was anxious t< seo tho gams bstwesn our two cham plona. Whsthor Mollle’s prsssneo would oi would not havo counteracted the of fset of MIssJBesslngton and her tennli reputation I am unable to aay. Aft however, aha wanderad carelessly away With Boaalngton almost bsfore tht atruggls between bar two champions began, sbe mlssed ssslng tho hardest- fought sst In tho momory of tho young ost Inhabitant She did not appoar again on ths sesno until tbo conclusion of th* match—In, tlms to hoar Miss Bossing ton enthusiastically eompllmontlngtbs playara. t Despite tho tact that Molllo to m t cousin, I havo aomobow managsd ts ittaln somo sbrsds of adalratlaa fot hor. On thla1 occasion aha msrttel a whols plsoo. Bxcopt (or tbo mtH In hor oyss, aha appaarod alaoM plsaasd, and ths tono la which shs added bar congratulation waa, at all ovsats, suflelsntly swsot ta dosslvoaa Inattentive listen sr. \Wsll!\ I said, whoa I gat hoi \Pigs!” aha aald viciously. \Apparsntly I rsmarksd plsaaaav ly, \they lovo hOnor moro.\ \Honor!\ iald Mollle scornfully, ■Thoy don't know tho meaning of ths word. They both gavo mo tholr word they'd loso.\ \Woll ono h u kapt his word,\ 1 said Judicially; \only If thoy had both won would thoy bo changad.\ 1 don’t mow those clrcumstancss,1 shs aiplalnad, damaging tha turf with tha point of hor aunshade. \What othera ars thsror I aakod In aurprlaa. \Othara!” erlad Molllo Indignantly. “Thsrs's only ^ns.\ \Woll It, then. What Is tho cir- oumstancsr But u Bosslngton cams up at this momoat, my quoatlon received, aad requlrod, no aaawar.—Psnnaylvaals Orlt n i u R o v n . PMmH M H m ml Om tM oI Mm* Haro Is a story tbat will bo of tnter- sst to ths humanitarian. Wo a n la* ellnsd to think It oontalna a ooasldsr abla amouat of troth, Oolllsr's says; “I w u dlachargsd from lan Qmntla alx weeks ago. I w u glvsa a now ault of olothas (that w u brandsd ‘prison all ovor, but no matter about thla). I w u given olothas to oovor ma, I f la sash, aad tho good wMps of tho war- dsn and tho man who drlvoa tho van. Tory good, yoa say, for aa sx-oonvlctT Wall, llatea to this. Oh tha day I was glvsa my froodom, my pleturo, with my dsocrlptlon, w u saat to avsry sher iff of ovsry oounty la tho itato:: This maa I# free—may bo eomlng your way. Look oat tor him.' Now, than la nothing daagsrous about mo, or, at least, there a s m was. I w u a street ear conductor, a deosat snough sort, whoa ono night I got drunk aad hit a maa. Unfortunately for both of us; It nearly killed him. I got four years. I paid the penalty. Should I bo lot alqae now or nott 1 gave moro thaa few yeara out of my life to tho State. I loot my health. For that reason I thought that, being 'free.' I would go out Into tho country and work there until I got my atrength back.it Trom county to county I havo B mu told to move on. Tho flrst maa to whom I appllsd for work gave It to me; then I took my honorable dlacharga out of my pocket and ahowod It to him. Ho picked up a cane that lay across his desk and yelled at me: Ton get out of hero of 111 knock your bratna o u t'\ It Ie noedloea to draw any facile moral from thla condition. The facte a n Intricate. The difficulties are many. A bitter situation faces the prisoner who wlshss to load an honorable life after hie discharge. A delicate altua- tlon faces ths msn who would employ him. The employer knows t^e rule: It requlrrs some iacrlflcs to principle and humanity an his part to tsst tho par ticular case ln Order to avoid hoping to crush a man who may bo one of ths exceptions. Sentimentalism In the treatment of crime Is not to bs sncour sged, but Injustice Is still worse. S m a ller Slae W a n ted , Summer Girl—I should so like to go sailing. You take people out I be lieve? Fisherman—Yes, mum. That there'* my catboat at th’ dock. Summer Girl—Oh, dear me! That’a too awful big. I'd be afraid to go ln that. Haven't you any kitten boatsT— New York Weakly. Tlie P roblem Solved. Old Mommy—Hey, yo' Jeft’sonl Ah glv' yo’ money fo’ three mellins. Now whnr Is dey? Jefferson—Thah only way Ah could carry three mellina was one undab each ahm and thah other .Inside uv me.—Judge. a a n o v a o t tfBMAXX A house, not bunt by mortala, Jn sununsr days Is mlnsi Wide open Stand its portals AU sweet with flower and vine. Complete It Is, eapaelbus Bach airy hall and room. And welcoms ever gracious JfrtothM from It# wall* oi viom I’ve muslo made by fountains. By brook* tn d blrd*.*nd fUM i My eplos are the mountains, My lyrlce are the vales. Freecoes on every celling • Fainted by Mom and Nlgnt, And every niche revealing gome treasure of dsllght^ Wins that Is dear and auaay My graaey cellars hold. And Jam hsaped .full of honey And oupo of fragrant gold, Maai a laafr pennant _____ ___ Above my clumber atrssmsi I am dad's happy tenant Ia thla dear bouse of * —Youth's Companion. From your effort of thinking oi something to aay. spare a little that to think what not to say. II wm aa tho third night M tho M w m eea that Gerald Alltoa. mastog s« hie sanaea la the darkness e< hia stady, behold from tbo.window s u m - tblag white moving la the ^ r d u . ^ Aa AUtea's gardsa was a vegstahle gardsa, bo thought fearfully ef Mao- tblag atafalty tr*apUng,anhlo « M s , aad be race baotfly. Itaadlag jaot beblad tbo wladow *attsr he dectd- ed, hewem, that a • • * o i(ld ^ shorter, a bene taUsr, aad ho 4M not belleve ta gboete1- Bo weat late tho hah, took his bat from tho rapk sad stepped eoftly ovur tbo tbioOhOli As hto footsteps ooaaiod oa tbo gmval of the path tbo white object moved frodi tht middle of tho gardea and fled. He heard tho click of the gate and tbw alienee. \Ham!” mpsod the rsetor, aad beat over hto lottaee bed. \A thlet\ be said u ha stralghteaod up. The aoit morning a faller lnvsstl- gatlon ehowad that then had been depredation of ob I obo aad radishes. But the mlBlster said asthlag to bla housekeeper. Comuvca thieves do not oosm garbed la white, aor are tb lf ef slsadsr outllno aad gracefuL The rsetor had ao unusual powon of psaettatlea, bat It had aot tabsa Mm maay pom n ta to dadde that tba spMsr of Us gardsa w u a womaa., \Bat why.\ ha debated tho Beat alght u bo flalabed bis ssnisa, “why sbeald a womaa eteal—a lady, I am san , by the grace ot har carriage why skoUd sho steal a u Uttlo esdfa* aad my k t t u n r But all tbe wisdem o l the Berlpturee did not aaawar bis qasatlca. Aad after hto ssnasa w u flalsbsd,; be sgala tarasd eat hto llght aad aat la ths darloMhs sf bis otaly. Aad agala, aa bo mussd, bo saw a patch t i white at the, sad of the gardea. Breatbleea ho ihrtehed, aad deoer aad eloeer came the ghostly figure, uatll It stosd Jast bsautb bis window. Thsa a voles said: \I b a n scau to pay for the vegstablsa.” ' \Obi\ Bis asaal rsadtaeoo t t ^eoch had feraakea tbo slsrgysua. **0k, I bag your pardsa.\ H a , you assdat bsg tt,\ ths vstos said agala. \I picked ssms Isttaos aad th la p toot alght, here Is tho ■easy. It waeat a very eoavaatleaal way to go to markot, bat' i n wanted a wild, a a d - ” Tbo rector, peerlag over tbo ^ naught tbo «arkle la hor eyas ao she mado hor half apology. \Toa needed your salad Iate>” bo aald, dryly. \Ah her little laagh rippled oat, \Think ot my predicament Rome people came on tho laat train—hungry aad then waa nothing la the houss but sggs. Ton see, I am such a bow houaokooper-we came only yesterday -an d Susanna, a y maid, forgeta to tell me when thlnga a n dean, aad the ehopo a n so far away—ao, while aha made an omelette, I flow Into your gardsn—and—and flow back, and ao one w u tho wissr.\ \I eaw you,” tho rector Informed her, \and I thought you w en a thief.\ \Ohl\ Then was a little gasp. \It did look like i t didn't itr Bat ym sm I have brought the money,\ aad tho aQvsr glittered on the sill u aha spread It out befon him. \No tho rector protected, \yoa a n perfectly welcome to anything can to take.\ \Oh but you mustr-s* then w u a note of alarm In her voice, “becauae I should fool as If I had atolon If I am not allowsd to pay.’’ He was smiling down at her. \You can pay me by giving me a rose from your garden,\ be said. “Why don’t you havs roses of your own?” she demanded. He sighed. “I hardly dare allow myself the luxury, it is cheaper to raise one’s vegetables th»n to buy them.” “I suppose,” doubtfully, “that your living 1b not a very good o n s f “No, but there are donations,\ his eyes twinkled. “Such as roses?” shs was laughing up at him. The moonlight touched her hair with gold. Gerald Allton’s pulses began to beat \May I corns over some time and walk with you In your rose garden?\ he aaked. “Come now,” was ths quick rs- sponss. WHO MU A WnJTOWBXMTEOO B . . , ' M. Bog*r Bommsr, In a. ( o u a t . ' a l n ^ ilighV * t S:ST:U,.bM! Wrlcht’s rssord for daiatloa by aearty aevea i l i i o t a i . His feat, i | S ^ ^ n l t e ^ b ^ a d d l t l o ^ ^ - t l n g w h e n H ^ that Sommer had oaly bail hto fen p la a i daya. He ! ship, obtained lastfaottoaa aad !tbe s a » day aiado a flight «t i aoteifc ■ ‘ s ’ He waai, aad It waa tho bsgiaalng of frleadship. . * \Be la lovely,\ Coastaaoa eoafldsd to hor aabt, wbo bad q m ap to bsr alsssrs eoaatiy boues for tho paiyeiiie of ehaMreaaga. \And he^a la thla vfl- lagotM n o s b o tosls that bo to aood- ad bora” , \Ooaotanca the aaat warned, \dsat gst romantlo o m a country panoa.” ■ ! i \Ho h u tho dearest Uttlo eo'taps,\ Osastaaes mussd. \with a ▼egotabls gardea. He ssadi o m tomatoee aad parslsy, add'I pat roeu la hto M tta» It'a vary tntereetlnft\ sbo \It auy bo tnglo for h im.\ -Wbyr ■ \If yoa aado b la Io n yaa-fOfhat ib a a r \Wear Ooastaaco'a teae w u dad- a a t “Toa caa’t marry aayoae hut Her bort WUeoi.\ Ooaataaeei’a eyoe flaahed. \I oaa! If I don't marry Herbert, I aersly looo my laherltaaei I doa't deay O at I Io n this old bouoo, Aaat Aai Bat did It ovor oesar to yoa that I might prefer a maa ta a fortuaor \Toa would also tbo fortune,\ w u tbe qalot aaewor. \Tou w o n aot mado for Ion la a osttage, Csastaaee.' Bat Ooaataaeo had geae dowa tbo •ho heat e n r a |la h n u baeh a picked a bad as Gerald Alltoa earns quoted. \Oaa yoa tell a o the n e t ot i t r \ I f yoa Ion m ao I Io n yoa,'\ ho hesitated. \Toa aaata't aaho a s aay aach things—\ “Why n o t r “Bocaaee, I have aothtag ta oCer you hut a cottage aad a vegetable garden.” He w u looking dowa a t hor with aomber sysa. \Aad If I doo't marry oae Herbert Wilcox,\ ehe Informed him, “I loco my fortune. As I won't marry him, ao I am nally homoleae—and—please, Fd like to come and live Ini your cot> tags.\ Aunt Anne's chagrin over the on gagemoat found an outlet la a letter to Herbert Wilcox. \Coma ap u d nseao Constance from her’ country parson,\ w u the theme. Bat whsn Herbert's answer came It w u a revelation. \Of all thlnga!\ Aaat AnUe ejaculated, whoa aha had road t t \Whafs the matter r Coaataace \laad th a t” aald Aaat Aaaa, tragi- sally. n waa a brief eplsUs, bat it w u n r y ostraordlnary, no doubt for Con stance danced with Joy aad waved the totter crying, “Hurrah!” \Of aU thlnga!\ Aunt Anne od again. OonataBce caught her breath quick- ly. \Ton mustn’t tell Gerald,\ shs “Why n o t r \Ho won’t marry me,\ Constance said mysteriously, “ff he knows it.\ So they were married quietly, and went to live In the cottage, and Aunt Anne went home, and tha big coun- try house was closed, and the winter cams and the roses wsrs wrapped ln winding sheets of straw. \You will miss the ross garden nsxt summer.” said the parson he and his wife walked up the snowy path. “I wonder who will live here tOIOr ien,ants’M 8ald Constance, who wrapped ln a big cloak, wm ^ ™ er hU8band’8 arm, \are lively. There will be a young man, a very handsome young clergy- S S ir* “ to . JConstence,\ he bent down over her. “The Jmuse te mine. Herbert wrote ( nri to a iv that b i la n d somie»| married, flrst: aad forfeited n S ff aad I dldi't waat to tell y»a bated to havo me rich yoa tblak It1 will be Q m M , I n t* - t o play la I gardsa dsanotr-r-London I c& iuwian— a u a l m V ’ Tkwo to s * f wM sss la aeajl ' , m t Ik s n r - o s l f a H T b s n will bo ao harm Ii tbat K ansu City man win h u made a fly trap capaUi i lac M,OM fltoo an . hour hui lod hy tbo casteaury enthal aa iavsater to omeatlmats It ty. It aa y b a n some valaa la esrtaia cases. Hoi the D allu Newa, iwe cannot . a a A 1bollof la the Idea tb*i probiea to gslag to be eolol: veatln gialua. Indeed, it J qaeotloaod tf the problem is ly ooaplek to deserve the at laveatlve gsalas. The pi aoroly tbo task of kssplhg that to baidly a problem at iM ialr a task, aad apt so task aa asat of as imagine, a b n o a t a aerssoed vessel ad] llae or keroeeae a n the lai of Ita aslatloa. Thou used little regularity, and tbaro am to bo saough Mss about th« ^ fJ eaaaga this machlae for fifta r a ^ atoo la tho day. Of eouree, aalatala that dogno of e V t l which, la theory a t least, woili, ^ -f ths starvation o f all fllsai bst^ n r y easQy aalatala. a ; dwl. . d u allasss thf i wUl slip all' ' :‘ a u U fraction of, tlw danger I '-' aow aador. it to la tho filth n r other feUd pUoee that ths potter lor harm;\ aad no ■m«tr“ ’ F \ afletoat this new fly trap Iteelf, It win never command i j pries amoagpeoplo who praetl«6rt»lnl llaeee dsewbon thaa la thsb p ( i , Vho Ways i l T m l l i i , The Bngllsh actor, Macready.i lag to Sir Bquln and Lady Bri roeant book, \The Bancrofts' fcWlFttn tlons of Blity Tsan,\ was ohm, , i: n, ing “Hamlet\ In tho United SW 'During nhearaala he had > taalt so aooaniy with ths ffcTorlto, who to«k the part of tbt that Jkto majesty determined - ▼saga hlmaalf upon the great it aa a* tho performance by reeling.’ atabbod by Hamlet, to the tho stags, Initaad of remaining haek, and falling dead upon th* spot which Macnady had resern hia own o n l . < The plan wm carried out woody, oa hia part, groanii prompted: “Dio farther up the stage, sir!1 a n you doing down here, air! up and die elaewhere, sir!” To ths amassment ot the auA the king u t bolt upright on th*>. it “Mr., Macready,\ he said, yoAll had your way at rehearsal, but king now, and I guess 1 where I please.” William Terrlss accommodate! self to similar conditions w i l l 'l l or grace and humor. In rein* 1 1 C i tho duel' In \The-Corsican l.iro£ he said to Irving: \Don't you think, governor, rays of the moon might tall oi Nature, at least, Is Impartial.\ - .... ........ No tliOi Hank Stubbs—S’pose you’ll ^ tin' one o’ them alryplimra i soon, 6lgo? Bige Miller—Nope; of 1 did that new fambly'd be rouud tur It ’fore I had timo to git fitonw'y 0 1 * 1 Boston Herald. Hot biscuits, soaked In $ gravy, are mighty good and lndlftstible. WSSSo Tli K
