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* WHEN BILLY HID BERTHA FOUGHT. I
"Hut firmer sp«*ll"d the play," p<»ut-
f,l hortlia. ‘He et up uur play dinner
an mailt- mu ualy f. at rk. I J*s I<m<1
to flgfit, mamma."
While tin re »nb h mull" lurking lu
thi mother's tender eyes, fi«r voice
b.cmne very, very serious. “Well, nty
ili at little von ami daughter, I can *e«*
, it • tn- way in avoid I Uur ■ qiinroU
By Annie Janet.
ItiHy wan seven years old and hit
deter It. rilm two yarn younger
Tht> had always played In the gr.-at-
tt.1 K'.oil humor together, ea-h giving
ep toy a or Iwinfi. ns to the other in the
■io«t loving and u' neroua manner.
Hut om .lav it Naughty Voice whiter
»d into IMIljf'a enr:    ‘ Take all the a|e
»le and randy from Hertha. You are and Hul.ie between you. II I send Her-
btK and a rone and ran do It.”    tha to Iter great uunt Mary and Hilly
Tll. >• were playing In th** warm sit- to his grandmother. in the country, to
dn| room when the Naughty Voice live, there will be no chance of your
•htap. n d In liiliy'a ear. They had a InMInr out a-jaln Of eotirse. you can-
httle table spread for make Itelleve not he allowed Ut vlalt each other
dinner. an apple cuf In halves and two «R»ln after the separation "
• locks of taffy    Kertha waa playing at Herthn's face grew aerlous and her
Brtng hostess and Hilly was tmr "com- II|»a trembled M though she " f.
puny." Hilly reached acroaa the Uliltf alu.ut to break Into tears. I don't
and took both blocks of taffy, putting »««t to go to niv steal aunt Marys,
•or In his mouth and the other Into "he whimpered. ‘‘I want to stay wlf
his little trousers pocket.    ,,,v mamma and
•Oh-cweoh! You took all V can y.” I Here the little ntlss broke Into aohs.
lockci the appropilated play dinner,
: ffoldiug It out to Bertha- “Hw He***
! ,iu. tal e It an' go and fix up the din-
nei aguiu. I'll come down in a minute
i*,nd knock ul the door. 1’lay I m com.
puny invited to dinner. WUI you?"
•'Yes, bruver, an' play at I m a
' great lady like mamma, an ‘at I'm
having a part*. Ole Towsor aad ol#
pussy-cat can l»e over company. They
don't like taffy or apple au' will elt
I at the table very qut"t.”
Then, with the apple and taffy in
her aprou, Hertha ran. happy and
laughing, from the room to prepare
the feast for the expected company.
And it is safe to say that never
again did llio Naughty Voice find lis-
teners in Hilly and Bertha. Their one
experience with him had utmost cost
them their happy home and each oth-
er s society, and they never, never for-
got It.
She pulled and scratched until Billy cried out.
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play dinner and et some of It. and "The ole Naughty Voice whispered |    all°(>dai4 a,* moat interesting
put the rest In my pocket. I don't to me. too. mamma, dear. I dess It tole ^    ^ Ru„la aUowed
know why I was so had—honest l me to fight bruver. tause I jus fought    wa8 Count Tolstoi's novels,
don't mamma." .    hi"' «» hard as I tould but all the time ^ j had neVer ^d any of Tol-
The mother folded both little ones to l not niad wlf him. 1 love bruver    vt,,B b(,fore meeting him. and
her breast, saying:    It was the an' don't want him to be sent away to ;______nt K1. aItl.lllsm were vague
Naughty Voice that whisper d in your Oranny's."
I ears. If you pay any heed to it It v 'll “Then my little son and daughter
a shamed r()tne again and again, each time wills- won’t ever, ever again listen to the
way. batting his eves furiously, as ,lt.|fiig louder and bolder, urging you Naughty Voice?"
unable to complete her sentence. The
mother turned to Hilly "Well, sin.
what have you to say In r ‘Kurd to go-
ing to live with grandtn ther?" she
asked.
Hilly hung his head in
asked mamma.
though something were In them. "I— ' ,,, ()o very, very naughty things, until “They will always remember what
I want to stay at home," he said *n,
tremulous tones.
"Hut how can I allow you to remain
here if your sister stp.ys?" asked Ills
mamma. "You don't wai t to he with
Hilly nodded his head vigorously. **I
want to have sister at home," he ad-
mitted.
“But children who fight don't love
one another." urged the mother.
1 love sister,” said Hilly, thinking
jests and Jingles.
m m
said little Hertha. looking shocked at
fcer giust's very uncivil conduct. You
■lust'nt do 'at way bruver. You mils'
play nice.”
The Naughty Voice again whisper-
ed and Hill) obeyed Its promptings.
He rt ached over and took the two
pieces of apple Jump* d up from the ta-
ble and ran out of the room, hsjking
Sack thru a crack in tlm door to make
• wry face at llcrthn and laugh at her
tears.
"You're a had—Isa d boy, so you
are.” crlrd Hertha. “I II not p’ay wlf her, do you
you any more. I Until like you- so I
don't, tih i me hack my emt'y an' ap-
ple or I'll go toll mamma.”
"You'd hotter not tell m inima." said
Hilly, threateningly. “I 11 smack your
•are If you do.”
Hertha began to weep loudly and de-
clared hr was a bad, had bruver. Hil-
ly. fearing that their mother—who was
in the "Wing room up stairs -might
h" «r. i a Into tl'A sitting room and
clapped ids hand over Hertha'?. mouth.
The Naughty Voice hud prompted him
Bow to act. "Shut up this minute,” he
s’oiiini.iiuli d, his fat list crushed
against Herlha’s mouth.
Now the owner if the Naughty
Voice was in his glory. All he had to
was to whisper Int i Bertha's ear to
fc.ive a light started. The situation
was prime for just such a thing.
Bertha, being now very angry with
her hud brother, listened In turn to
tie Naughty Voice and herded what |
t. said, right!'' It whispered In her
car. "Scratch, bite and pull hair."
Bertha, a strong little pudge of a
girl, thrust her hands Into her broth- (
tr's curly hair before that*fellow knew
v&e had any intention of retaliation.
•the pulled and scratched, hurting Htl-
*■ till It" began to cry out Hut he
fought like n little animal, scratching
ht« slst. i s wrists and pulling her
laxen hair nearly off her head.
Mow long the fight might have last
*d theie is no way of knowing, hut It
would probably have kept going till
one or the other had cried "nought"
for the Naughty Voice was whisper-
ing lir.u in Hilly's ear and tin n In Her-
Vila's chi', urging tin in to “fight like?
soldiers and never give in." Hut the
lolsc of the conflict -the crying and
shuffling of feet—can ' * the ears of
heir mother away up stairs and hur-
rying down to the silting room she he-
ipU.1 a sight that at first quite took
iway her breath.
After she had separated the children
she led them to her room, where she
•laod them on chairs in front of hor
and sat down to question the cause of
nicli an unus.’al and stiocklng sight
ts she had j ist witnessed In the : it-
:fng room. After the drying of t uiro.
the adjustment of collars and shoe
faces and smoothing of hair. Billy and
Bertha told tin Ir sMites.
‘But wh> did you take all the can-
Jy and apple from your sister?" asked
their mamma, addressing Hilly.
“Didn't you know that was selfishness
ind that selfishness Is wickedness?"
Billy hung hi* head, but made no    Force of Habit.
answer. The mother turned to Bertha:    The Doctor- Gracious, man. You    .    -    j    *bl*
-And von, littl. laughter, should have gave that poor fellow arsenic >e ter-    ,    l**" * j    _n
,    ,    ,, „    ,, . Willie (aged seven)—»a>. l>a. wnen    Grace—You look tired. Theres an
some i" moth i about it, instead ot ds> Instead of salts. Hav< )< -■ n i>    , .    . ..    t,
i man < ns? s nn opinion can he , awful worn look ahout your mouth.
Achfing with your brother over It. He- grot.    •
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tartat.ta~.taK-    I Ut. I‘. Ut’ cun.
m.v notions of his altruism were vague
Indeed,—about what the Ideas are of
poo|de who have never been In Russia
or seen Tolstoi, and who. on learning
that you have been there and met him
ask immediately: "Say. ou the level.
Is he a fakir or not?”
Once and for all, so far as my sim-
ple Intercourse with him Is concern-
ed, It may he most bolely declared thnt
h never wan u fakir -no mor, cf one
* at last you will become a very wicked happened today when the wicked
1 boy and bring grl f to those who love ( promptings come to their ears?”
you so dearly."    1    4 Yes, indeed, mamma,” promised
I Hilly sat very quiet, meditating a u'»y- “HI l^get that I was al-
1 moment. Thin he broke out with:    to ,lv* wilh (5ri,nn> RWa>’ ... -.........
• If the Naughty Voice whlBir.rs to, froIn Papa and mamma and He rtha. 1 wI en wa9 sampling all the vices
me any more I'll make a face at it and    have been so unhappy I would he could hear of. than he is now lu
tel! it to get a move on itself. I will. JUBt have died of homesickness, so I urging others not to follow his exam-
And now, mamma, may sister and I    as an explorer of Vlcedom.
stay at home with you and papa?"    “An4 HI never, never fink of quar- The man at Ytsnaya o'jana. ^n
Hertha had dried her eyes during rellng wlf bruver again, nor biting W9b was a falrl> • l - J ^
iove 8,.,ei, sain .    , - ■    , her brother*, and    • - -    '    h'dr'"    ^ n“X.....
that he was about to los. her 1 rei\r. | lion, mid was an interested listener. Hertha . An well play at keeping Ria.v ‘.    .    ^ ltoQ in the
p nau .... mamma, and l .    lng for her    ’ •    J *“*, havi“K ,h' Ut‘r* t0°*    ^oaMers, which were carrying. I
think I need a whi , • . - ' pleaded Bwer her brother's question she said    ■    ...... DrJtty close to ....... years of
It was all my fault, lot l took the ; vehemently:    Billy sat straight up taking from his ^
The place looked neglect d and un-
kempt In many respects, but the tv o
r. maining wings ol the old mansion
were roomy and comfortable, l-.lght
children of the original sixteen were
living at the time of my visit, running
| in years from thirty and over to four-
teen. The countess was the "boss'* of
the establishment in and out of the
house. What she said of a morning
constituted the law for the day. so far
work was concerned. 81ie had as-
sistants. and I think a superintendent
to help her, but she was the final au-
thority in matters of management.
The count did not appear to take
any active part in the direction of af-
fairs. He spent his time writing, rid
lng. walking and visiting with the
guests, of whom there were a goodly
number. At one time he may have
worked In the fields with the peasants
hut in July of 1S96 he did not share
any of their toll—at least I personally
did not see him at work among them.
What the countess beally thought
about the whole business 1 never
found out. We had one short conver-
sation about the count and his work,
Wi e Boy.
His Mother—Tom. I'm afraid that
that girl you are g .in to marry does
not know ho« to cook.
q <>ni—l know sli doesnt mother,
ami what’s bcttei il.ua all ?l:e has
promised never to trj to learn.
blijj.
A Hot One.
Mr. Nagcitt—I've a great mind to
go to the mass ■■ tinu t might.
Mrs. Xaggltt—Whose?
Naguitt—Whose? Whose what?
Xaggltt—Whose great mind?
Mr.
Mrs.
'
The Way it Works.
She—“out you .hint . *«““•*,    tata* „<
T    <• •>" *•»    ““ ‘ n rt.: “To. .Ill hear a,an,
man can?    things here that I do not agree with—
| lie—She s sn.ai or an a .    .. ^ bc>jjeve Jt l9 bctter to be and do than
slip’s clever enough to make the man
do the work and give her the benefit    t.
of it.
'z me
iN' "J
I judged from these sen-
timents that Tolstoiism as a cult had
not captured her- Hut that she thought
nmc.h of the count as a man and hus-
band was evident from her solicitous
care of him. — From “My Life — So
I Far>- by the late Josiah Flynt in "Suc-
! cess" Magazine.
Paying the Freight.
An excellent demonstration of the
art of government was given by that
guileless policeman of Newark who
assaulted, battered ana lugged to a
i -.ation house the acting mayor of that
setilenient. The acting mavor seems
i to have invited and deserved his fate.
He asked questions. He criticised the
curt generality of the answers he got.
i |n short, he committefl the unpardon-
i able sin of “giving lip" and not mov-
ing on Ho was lucky to escape with
his life. A policeman’s time is valu-
able. He has many friends to converse
with. Strangers have no claim upon
his attention. The first duty of a good
citizen is to be meek.
The circus giant has to size up to
the situation.