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* “ r y ' . , j ' \ T ------- Cheer mp! recommends the A tlanta Constitution. B ren the patient, plod ding mule loses its reputation by kicking. Silence is -indeed golden, adm its Puck, and the pity is public taste w o n ’t perm it the phonographs to re produce more of it. If women were half so careful in selecting their husbands as they are th e ir hats, lam ents the Florida Times- Union, there would be fewer unhapp/y m arriages. Dr. Dole says th a t “in every land th e brave, honorable, high-minded, m odest, and free, lovers of truth, lovers of men, fearless of death, are living with glad hearts the good life: ‘Each for all and all for each.* There are more of them every day.” A number of W est Point cadete who failed to pass the m idterm ex am inations faced a dismissal, ob serves the New Orleans Times-Dem- ocrat, which was robbed of its ter rors by the discovery that cadets dis missed may be appointed to the arm) from civil life and outrank their for m e r classmates. The gargoyle has stepped from the architectural text-books into tht everyday parlance of the people, an nounces the Louisville Courier-Jour nal. It is at once grotesque and impish; a sort of unholy hybrid set ting forth the agony of a soul in purgatory and the fiendish glee of the demon in charge of its penance; a nightm a re translated into stone; a spasm plastically portrayed; Quasi modo on a column. When Bishop Brooks wished tc move people he never depicted vice, b a t exalted virtue, recalls the Boston Post. This new theory of Instruction is unnatural and debasing, if not il legal. If ever this experiment is per formed in the public schools of this city, it is to be hoped that the super intendent will immediately stam p on it, and that the parents of the chil dren who are forced to witness the antics of intoxicated puppies will give the names of the experimenters to Mr. Angell. He will do .the rest. There are lots of nasty things in life that are true, admits th e New Haven Register. Perhaps we a re des tined to have some more of them worked into the plot of the play w right who is striving for sensation, but we hope not. These true things in life are not covered up to any ex ten t that would hinder progress. The newspaper tells the millions of them every day. T h a t is the newspaper's business— to set down the record just as it happens. That the stage does not have to do, and the sooner some persons get the notion out of their heads the better It will be for the stage and for us all. At first glance, submits the Boston Transcript, It may seem a trifle start ling to assodiate the names of Poe and Lincoln, but Lincoln had the poetic sensibility that m u st have made him appreciative of the ex quisite beauty of the lyrics of a singer who had not only the voice but the knowledge of how to sing, and the melancholy tem p eram ent to which “The Raven” appeals. We may yet learn that Lincoln was touched by the verse that still moves the world by its beauty and its fancy, or by those weird prose imaginings that lead us along shadowy ways of strange spir itual experiences. There are two things which appeal to the minds and consciences of in telligent people; narn^y, problems' and duties. The problems are the things that we know little about and wish that we did, confesses the Chris tian Register. It is good for the m ind and stim u lating for the con science to work upon them. Duties stand over a g a inst problems as things th a t we do know about, and they call us to immediate action. Now one of the curiosities of human nature is the evident Inclination of very Intelligent and conscientious people to busy themselves more with problems than w ith duties. The solution of a moral problem always tails for m o ral ac tion, b u t the simple doing of duty is hundrum , unexciting, unimpressive. Everybody does it more or less, but there are few minds that can solve problems. As we look back over the last year we do not see that any of the most im p o rtant problems have been solved or even come near to solution; but some m inor problems have been solved, and some very im p o rtant ad made hi the way^of — “It was urged against me th a t I swing* and he is the farm e rs’ idol, and no m istake shout th a t, but they say the other side is - trying hard to get him tangled up. “This Holt bill now has -squeezed through both Houses, in some way or another, b u t he can veto It if be will, and he ought to. The people that are asking for that franchise are rich enough to buy it, and instead of giv ing away all that territory. It ought to be sold at living prices to farm ers that would go out there and develop the land. I believe he'll do the rlghif thing, but It’ll be a pull. His wife ,1s the daughter of old m an Holt, and I know he'd hate to give her any worry, but it’ll mean worry for her and him, too, if he decides to be his own man while he is in office. There is a ring up there at the capital— ” A yawn interrupted him, and Hebby laughed and apologized. “I believe you are as daft over him as Miss P a tty is, R u fus,\ she safd. “Let me tell you w h a t an absurd thing Miss Patty is m eaning to do. This afternoon I ran up to her house on an errand, and I found her com posing a letter to the Governor. She read it over to me, and had me help her to get It into some sort of shape, but I didn’t dare correct her spelling. She has w ritten her good opinion of him, and sending her a box of her red Irish roses, to show him that the West could make as fine roses as Florida, and she went over the same old tale you have heard before of those Irish roses being the first civil ized flowers planted on the prairie. She is going to send the letter to-mor row, and a bunch of roses by the same mail In a shoe-box! The (Gov ernor will laugh at her poor little letter, and he won’t even look at her flowers. Why, Rufus, I’ve seen the kind of roses .they have in the city, great things as big as a teacup, with stems a yard long, and such colors! By the side of them. Aunt P a tty’s tight little red roses>wouId look like humble prairie blossoms indeed. I told you what he said in his speech, didn’t I ? ” “Yes,\ replied Rufus, dubiously. “If I were the Governor, I would not care how big and fine the city roses were; I ’d appreciate those from some body th a t admired and thought kind ly of m e .” Hebby stretched up her strong young arm s above her head, and laughed. “I don’t know w h e ther you’ll ever be Governor, Rufus, but I’ll tell you what you will ‘be inside of twenty years, if you and I both live— you’ll be the richest man in this community. Pa says so, and I know it is the tru th .” He made no immediate reply, dnd again th a t look came into his eyes that she coyld not understand; but presently he began speaking of per sonal m atters, and Hebby’s face kindled as he told her of a new poul try-house he had that day begun from some plans she had once mentioned to him. Their new house was already finished and furnished, and he was living there, and in leisure moments working hard to fit out the runs and yards to Hebby’s h e a r t’s desire. When Hebby went to sleep that night she was thinking happily of the new life she was to enter with so much energy, and now and then came an occasional thought of Rufus’ good temper and gentleness. He was a dear fellow, even If it was true, as her fathlsr had said, th a t their worldly success was going to depend on her own shrewd management more than upon R u fus’ hard work. The wedding was to take place at ten o’clock, but although Hebby and her family sat waiting and ready, the groom did not appear at that hour, nor at eleven, ncr at twelve; and then some one rode over to the new house to investigate. Hebby was the first to see the mes senger come flying back down the road in a cloud of dust. “Quick! ” he shouted. “Some of you go over to R u fus’— he is l adly hurt! I ’ll go on to town for the doctor. He did not tarry for any explana tions, and Hebby, anxious-eyed and pale, was soon driving fast toward her new home with her father. She hur ried up Into the house and through its rooms, calling R u fus’ name, then through the back yard, and down under the slope, where the poultry- runs extended to a little spring. “Here, Hebby! ” answered the voice of Miss Patty Parker, and there, just beside one of the new poultry-houses, amid a litter of freshly cut tin, lay Rufus, pale as death and with his eyes closed. Miss P a tty held his head upon her knee, and with one haLd was not a native of this State, b a t th a t fact does not imply that I shall adm inister its affairs less Jealously th in one of her own sons would have done. The State of my adoption Is uhapeakably dear to me, ita welfare' a sacred trust. The hum b lest blossom of Its broad prairies Is as beautiful in my eyes as the richest rose of my own Florida.\ . A Jangle, a clang, a whistle and a puff c u t short the speech, and as the train pulled out of the country sta tion, th e newly elected Governor bowed and smiled w ith the inim itable grace th a t always caught the popular fancy. He turned wij.h a little boyish swing th a t told of youth and strength and happiness, and as the little knot of men filed from the rear platform back into the car, he looked down inti* the eyes of the friend at his elbow w ith a quizzical look, which seemed to say, “I don’t take myself half as seriously as all this sounds.” The friendly reporters exchanged pleased glances, and those for the op position papers confided one to an other th a t Perrlton was playing to the grand stand for all he was worth. A tall, handsome woman, who had sat looking out at the crowd about the train, smiled proudly up at him as he resumed his seat beside her; and the train sped on to the capital, where the next day he would take his place as Chief Executive. A little eager-faced old woman stood gazing after th e train, her eyes shining and her cheefks flushed with excitement. “Oh, I like th a t great, big, fine young man, H e b b y !” she exclaimed to the girl beside her. “He is the first Governor I ’ve ever set eyes upon, and I wouldn’t take anything for get* ting to see him to-day. My, that was a pretty speech! H u m an nature will poke out, Hebby, and it showed up when he said what he did about the flowers— talking about hum b le prairie blossoms and rich Florida roses. I don’t think one mite nor grain the less of him for that, but I do wish he could get one look at some of my red Irish roses before he talks about humble prairie blossoms too much, don’t you, Hebby?” “Why,yes, I guess so. Miss P a tty ,” assented Hepzibah Hay, absently. “You know my aunt planted the first one of those bushes on the prairie forty-five years ago, when we were the only white people in the set tlem ent, my dear— ” Hebby managed adroitly to get the old woman started toward the dry- goods emporium, and heard the rest of th a t familiar story as they walked slowly in that direction. She had been willing enough to crowd up for one curious look at the Governor, but he and his speech and future career were all alike of minor Importance to her, for Hebby had come to town to buy her wedding finery, and her thoughts were occupied with m ental calculations of means and measures. Miss Patty's presence was a'neces sity upon this expedition, for it was her wiry little fingers that were to fashion the new frocks, and Hebby well knew that the sharp blue eyes of the little dressm aker were the ones to distinguish in a trice the bridal grays th a t would “pink up ” with wear, the blacks th a t would crock, the goods that would pull In the seams, and fabrics that would fray easily. Hepzibah was most eminently prac tical, and in view of certain ambitions that she held, as well as of the fact that Rufus Ponder was a young man of great promise, but small Income, she m eant to provide for her trous seau such dresses as would “ w ear well and not show d ir t” for years to come. A troubled look that she did not i at all understand had clouded her lover’s eyes when she refused that little wedding trip that he had .planned, assuring him that it would be better for them not to Incur, that expenditure, especially as the wed ding was to take place just at a crit ical time of the poultry season, when the young chickens and turkeys she would be carrying to her new home would be just at an age to nced daily attention. “Miss Patty surely makes me tired ,” Hebby confided to Rufus, the evening before the wedding. \You know I’ve had to be at her house a great deal since she has been m ak ing my dresses, and she hasn’t been able to talk about a single thing ex cept the Governor since she saw him th a t day at Rumbleton. She reads every word the papers say about him, and just let her get me helpless and at her mercy while she fits -me, and she tells it all over to me.’’ “ W ell, he Is a big man,\ said Rufus. “If the cat doesn’t jum p the wrong way in this veto business, he is g oing to make the cleanest and best Governor this State has had for years. I don’t blame Miss Patty! I wish I had been In Rumbleton, tio , that day, so I could have had a look at him. I had thought we'd go ut t- the capital on our trip— \ He hesitated a moment, and then resumed, “I think, he will decide pretty soon a b o u t th a t veto. You read the papers, don’t you, Hebby?\ “A little,\ she admitted, guardedly, and then her native candor compelled her to add that she always skipped the p a r ts that dealt with politics, as they did not Interest her. - “ Well, it is ju s t this way,\ began m l I R u fus, and Habby resteaed \ 1 » »i«f to listen. - T - - - t h e stick in a tourniquet, a corner of her best white apron. The blood on the edge of the tin beneath his w rist told th a t In some way he had severed an artery, hot Hebby did not ask any questions. One look a t th a t still White face sent her running to the little spring, where she w et her handkerchief in the cool w a ter and bathed Ills face. H e r father went for a vessel and plenty of w a ter, and in a little while Rufus opened bis eyes. Hebby smiled and spoke quietly. “Well, Hebby,” said Miss Patty, ad miringly, as the girl deftly removed his head to her own knee and took gentle hold of the tourniquet, “you are a wonder! T h a t’s right, ’Just be quiet and don’t take on a single bit. Rufue’ll be all right ju s t as soon as the doctor can bind up th a t wrist, and the wedding can go right on. Don’t you take on a bit— Just keep him quiet.\ Hebby was not given to “taking on,” but her lips trem b led, and the eyes that were bent down to her lov e r ’s were full of tears, as she sat and heard how Miss Patty had stopped on her way to the postofflee early that morning to bring Rufus a root of her rose-bush, and had found him in a faint beneath the new chicken-house, with the blood spurting out of his wrist. By and by the doctor came, and Rufus was carried inside the house and made comfortable; but Hebby ran back down the hill alone, and looked about her. Everywhere were evidences of his loving care for her— the new houses and yards she had planned, the little spring-house already begun, and lying close to where he had lain was a little rose-bush, all withered under the sun. Off, where Miss Patty had dropped it In her excitement, and forgotten It, was a shoe-box wrapped in brown paper and addressed to the Governor. Hebby stooped and picked it up, but instead of smiling at its absurdity, she dropped some tears upon it. Hebby was not a crying girl, but some thoughts and feelings were taking root in her heart that made it very tender, and called for expression. “Oh, don’t be crying!” came the hearty voice of the old doctor, who had followed her. “Rufus Is all right, and the preacher has come. Your young man will be about in a day or two, and next time he will have better sense than to be tinkering with tin on top of a house on his wedding day — h e ’ll know his hands are liable to be shaky. ” “I hope he’ll not have another wedding day,” replied Hebby, smil ing. T h a t afternoon, when the two were alone and the new house very quiet, Hebby sat hold his hand and looking down at him. “You seem different, somehow, Hebby,” he said. “I never saw your eyes look like that before.” “You never saw your wife’s eyes before,” she answered, blushing. “Maybe, though, you don’t like the change— ” “But I d o ! ” he protested, and Hebby looked away out of the win dow, to where on a shelf on the back porch sat the shoe-box of roses. She had opened and looked into them. They were wrapped in wet cotton, and the heat was already w ithering them. Poor Miss P a tty knew so little about packing flowers! The little soul had forgotten all about the Governor in Rufus’ accident, and had not even thought of her box of roses when she hurried back home to make prepara tions, very proud that Hebby had asked her to come back and stay with them that night. \R u fus,” said Hebby, after a pause, “the doctor thinks you will be out by day after to-morrow. Do you think you could stand the trip up to the city? If yeu can, I ’d like to take that trip you spoke of.” “Would you, Hebby?” he cried, gladly. “Well, I ’d like that, and we’d see the Governor.” “I wonder if you would mind tak ing Miss Patty, to e ? ” said Hebby, timidly. “Well, r a ther net, considering that if it hadn’t been for Miss Patty I wouldn’t be caring any more about Governors or wedding trips, either. Yes, let’s take her, by all means, if she’d like to go.” A few days later a young woman in bridal gray and a tall young man with his arm in a sling walked into the grounds about the Capitol. Be tween them was an eager-faced little old woman, whose blue eyes were taky ing in all the sights and whose tongue was going cheerily. “I’d think they were the traditional bridal couple, if it w a sn’t for the old lady,” said the Governor's special friend to the tall, handsome woman at his side; land just then the trio came up. “How can we see the Governor?\ asked Rufus. “On business?” said the friend. “Oh, no— just see him and hear . m ■/H A T is success? The R a m ’s Horn asked th a t ques- 'tp r V Y Mon a few weeks ago and received in reply some ^JLr- ^ good expressions from our readers. H e re. Is one ™ A of them: H arrim an, Tenn. ^ 4 W hat constitutes success? ' Men are not creatures of chance. W ith every one born t into this world there is also born a mission; some place, A ' y r somewhere, which he is Intended to fill; some task which he y t ' 1 alone can perform. Not only is design seen in nature, but ’J L ’ also in hum an life; the man designed for a place in the ^JLr world, and the place in the world designed for the man, the 1 two fitting with Godlike accuracy. The man who finds his place in life and fills it Ao his best ability, making diligent A . use of all attainable means to fit himself for the best service a y \ possible, has attained to the highest degree of success pcs- A sible. He who m e e ts 'these conditions In the most lowly A \ e r walks of life Is a success as truly rs he who meets them on y r 1 him talk— maybe he m ight be going to make » speech. We Just want to see him ,” said Rufus; and then Miss P a tty put In, proudly: “And we’ve b rought him some flow ers from the first civilised rose-bushes th a t ever were planted in the prairie soil of Clinch County.” “Clinch? The best county in the State for farm ing, and th* one th a t gave the Governor his biggest ma jority! \ exclaimed the gentleman, heartily. And then Miss P a tty’s enthusiasm poured itself out In a torrent as she told him how she admired the Gov ernor, and how her people and the grandparents of Rufus and Hebby had been the first settlers in Clinch Coun ty; how she had watched the land blossoming out into homes and towns, with their churches and school- houses, homes ! and happiness for thousands who came first because the price of land mkde It possible for them to live. * The gentleman listened very cour teously, and if Hebby felt a little fear th a t Miss P a tty was becoming tire some, qhe did not allow her restless ness to show itself. The woman in the wonderful white dress, a filmy, cobwebby thing which Hebby decided bad been purchased with a regal dis regard of wearing qualities, stood looking down into Miss P a tty’s eager face, listening in the queerest way, as if something she had heard before was assuming form and meaning to her. She did not smile, and there was a tired little droop to her eyes, but there was th a t In her exquisite ness, her grace and softness, that re minded Hebby of the hothouse flow ers, with their long stems and won drous tints. “Oh, that was so Interesting!\ she exclaimed, with a sigh, and a smile th a t transfigured the gray eyes, as Miss Patty, a little abashed at her own volubility, shrank back toward Hebby. “I am so glad to have heard you tell all that! Now, this Is Mr. Marsh, the Governor’s secretary,” continued the lady, “and if you will give him your address, he will send you cards for a reception at the man sion to-night. I know the Governor will be glad to see you. And don’t forget to send him the roses this afternoon,” she concluded, with an other smile. That night, when the three came to where the Governor stood, he seemed to know, and to be expecting them , so hearty was his hand-shake, so cordial his greeting; and lo! there by his side stood the lady they had seen in the Capitol grounds, and on the bosom of her silken gown lay a great bunch of red Irish roses. Miss Patty almost jumped with sur prise and delight when she recognized them there, and the Governor’s wife laughed. “Didn’t you notice t h e Governor’s button-hole?” she whispered; and sure enough, he, too, wore a tiny bud from the first civilized rose-bush that ever grew in Clinch County. The next morning, as the three were journeying home from their bridal tour, Rufus read to his wife and Miss P a tty from the newspaper th a t the Governor had vetoed the Holt bill.— Youth’s Companion. ENJIFICt - ->• NDVSTRJ Close observations of scientists for a number of years have proved that some of the Alpine glaciers are re ceding instead of advancing. A movement has been started In the scientific world favoring the adoption o! the word Kelvin to des ignate the commercial unit of elec trical energy at present known as the kilow att-hour, as a recognition of the services of the late Lord Kelvin to electrical science. Dry farm ing is being liberally en couraged by some of the W estern States, including Colorado and others possessing any great am o u n t of what is called “sem l-arid” land. This is where less than twenty inches of rain falls 1 r the course of the year. The a r t of dry farm ing consists of work ing the soil In such a m anner as to secure the full benefit of every parti cle of moisture which it absorbs. The success attending this kind of agri culture bears out to a great extent the adage th a t in agriculture “the man with a hoe can do more than a man with a hose. ” Dry farm ing Is now successfully carried out in local ities where the annual rainfall is fourteen inches, and, it is hoped, as more is learned of It, th a t it will be commercially possible to utilize lands where the rainfall is as low as ten Inches. An A u strian Inventor appears to have solved the problem of the regulation of clocks by wireless telegraphy, which has heretofore been rendered difficult because of the various disturbing influences in the atmosphere. The central clock of this inventor sends a signal only once every sixty seconds and the clocks which are to be controlled are pro* vided w ith apparatus which will re ceive the H ertzian waves for that sec ond only, while for the remaining fifty-nine they are unaffected | by any H ertzian waves. In case on a dis turbance during the one second when they are in circuit with the receiver the disturbing wave may set the clock Incorrectly, and for the next minute it will b<# the fraction of a second fast or slow. However, this Inac curacy will be corrected by the map- | a m inute later, when It is * ‘ circuit: with the . • / -I . . : . ^ : GUSTATORY. Yon may talk of royal banquet* Till your throat is raw and hoarse; You may sing the alleged virtues , Of each dainty little course; But I ’m going to sing the praises In a loud and lusty tone Of the. fine old home-made sausage. Buttermilk and hot corn pone. ( —The Commoner. GOT LEFT IN THE RUSH. “Jessie Is engaged to be m a rried.\ \The mischief she is! I intended to propose to th a t girl myself when ) got time. ”— Chicago Record-Herald. THE LADIES’ WAY. Stella— \Do you do your Christ m as shopping early?” Bella— “ Of course, but I never buy till the last m inute.”— New York Sun. THE GREEN-EYED MONSTER; Adam— “ I couldn’t believe my eyes when I first beheld you!” Eve (w rathfully)— \So you were expecting some other woman, were you?”— New York Times. hum SORRY HE SPOKE. \Shop early,” advised the band. \W h at w ith?” Inquired the wife. Then silence reigned. — Pittsburg Post. USES FOR THE AUTO. \W hy don’t you put your spare tire in the box?” “My dear old chap, It’s the only thing th a t’ll hold the wife’s h a t! ’’—« Bystander. THE DIFFERENCE. \M arriage is a good thing for sin gle m en,” said the bridegroom-elect. \Hum yes,” rem arked Mr. Hen- peck, “for single men only,”— New York Times. FLIGHTY. Giggles— \I know what the sky scraper of the future will be.” Goggles— \ W h a t?” Giggles — \An airship.” — New York Times. AIN’T HE A KIDDER. W h it— “How does the new mare travel?” Skit— “ Fine. Took my girl oui sleigh riding yesterday, and she went great. My arm s are sore from hold ing her i n .” W h it— “Holding whom in?\ A SELF-MADE WOMAN. Oliver (irritab ly ) — \T h a t woman would differ from the Lord him self.” Olivia— \She has already done so.” Oliver— \ In what way?\ Olivia— \On a m a tter of form .”—- Judge. THE REASON. Celestine— “ And has Mr. Pryor’f church such a small congregation?” Hilda— \Yes indeed. Every time he says ’dearly beloved’ you feel at if you had received a proposal.”— Bohemian. A RESPECTABLE FORTUNE. Little Willie— “ Say, pa, what is a ‘respectable fortune?’ ” P a — “ One th a t is large enough to m ake its possessor’s opinion on any subject respected, my son.” — Chi cago News. THE OTHER SIDE. \ I ’ve been wondering about some thing.” \About w h a t?” “I wonder if cooks ever get togeth er, and discuss the missus problem.*; —Kansas City Journal. 1 LIMITED UNDERSTANDING. “It does seem strange,” rem arked the party who seemed to he thinking aloud. \W h at seems strange?\ queried the Innocent bystander. “That after getting a man into hot < w a ter a\ woman can’t understand why J he should boll over,” explained the noisy thinker.— Chicago News. FOREHANDED. “ W h at are you doing, M arie?” ”1 am w riting all my Chrietl thank-you notes now. I shall be ~ busy and tired after Christmas i w a n t to be polite. I am thank you so much not onl sw eet gift, but for the - l i
