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LET’S MAKE BELIEVE.--
Let's make believe. Our life has too much
Nameneas.
It’s too prosaic, dull and commonplace.
Day after day the round of dreamy tame-
A treadmill trodden ftt a plodding pace.
What mniN most real at nio»t i» only
W hy i«»r <ijn» ii cut vnrries -houi.l we
grieve ?
Throw them a*»ide and wisely go to dream
Let’s make believe. *'*'<'*
Let’i* make believe. There in a land quite
near us,
A realm enchanted, tilled with pleasant
Where 'light' and beauty ever are to cheer
An "instant's flight on fancy’s jeweled
wings.
Right strange it is that we should here be
That1 to*base things we foolishly should
cleave.
When that sweet childhood’s game we cun
be playing -
Let’s make believe.
Lei' make believe there is no care or sor-
rov*,
That poverty and sickness are no more.
Thai each r-i ight day will bring a brighter
morn
That for us creator blessings are in store.
Let s make believe that all for good is mak-
ing.
That those we love our trust will not de-
ceive—
SVt though there comes a time of bitter
waking.
hoi s make believe.
- Chicago Xqirs.
THROUGH FLOOD
™ •• *i •• •• •• •• •• •• ••
AND FIRE.
ii
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not. believe It! Yon (lid not love lid
gar llyerson, and you do love bis
friend, Walter Dickson?”
But Miriam turned away. “Sleep
again, my sister, 1 am sorry I dis-
turbed you. My wedding day is dawn-
ing, unit we shall soon know whether
(iod has unswered my prayer.”
A brief line in the morning paper told
the story. The boat bad gone down ill
midlake with nil on bourd.
Years hiul passed. Margaret bail
married a wealthy suitor, and Miriam
spent part or her time with her. a pale,
silent girl, absolutely devoid of inter-
est in life. For whom was she mourn-
ing? she declared that it was not for
Walter Dickson, thut it was all a mis-
take that she had cared for him, savi-
ns a friend. Margaret, good and prac-
tical. was puzzled. Even her acute the
ology did not lead her to believe that
(iod had answered the wild, blasphe-
mous prayer of a crazed girl, but she
lnid lier strange apathy to remorse
over Edgar's death. And, loving the
girl as uhe did, Margaret trie-el in every
way to Interest and amuse her. Miriam
took part in tin-si- efforts, but without
lie-art. Margaret never noticed the
worels of the little song bo often oil
Miriam's lips:
“How could 1 know 1 would love thee
a far
“When I level thee not nnenr?”
They would have meant nothing to
Margaret.' but they voiced the cry or
Miriam’s soul. She loved Edgar afar.
The family. Including Miriam, was
giving a house party before closing
1 heir summer home on the banks of the
lake—that lake of fatal import, where
Miriam round her thoughts going out
day and night. As a closing entertain-
ment some one suggested a pitisquer-
nde and a fire of driftwood, as the
evening was cool.
Wlicn the evening of the masquerade
cniiie. Miriam wore a mask and dom-
ino. On account of the temperature the
driftwooel tire was the first attraction.
A Hindu uttered the prophecies, while-
others fed the tlniue.
“I see." lie said oracularly, “n sink-
ing steamer. Two men—comrades—are
with others upon its deck."
•‘Oh. this Is shameful—stop him."
cried Margaret, but lier husband whis-
pered something, and sin- waited, edg-
ing near Miriam, who In her attitude
steamer crossing one of the
it w great lakes in a night of
O sudden ten: >est was
X thrown helpless at the
mercy of wind and wave
Into the trough of the sea by the break-
ing of u part, of the machinery, and it
was feared by the panic-stricken pas-
sengers—and with just reason—that
1 lio hour of doom approached. They
crowded the deck liud impeded the
action of the crew. They screamed
and sobbed and prayed One man who
stood apart from the others prayed si-
Icnti.v with a hopeless agony on bis I ouvo been a Mattie',
lace. A friend with him touched him frlen(1 ls tplHnK Mm a lie. but
on the shoulder.
“Cheer up, Edgar, we are not lost
yet" (he hud a sudden contempt for the
cowardice of the occasion) “at least
let us die—if die wo must—like men.”
"It is not for myself I fear. Walter,
but for Miriam; she is so sensitive, so
loyal lo those she loves; it would break
her heart to have her lover drowned
like lids on the eve rf her wedding.
She could- never outlive such a trag-
edy."
"She would not be the only one left
to suffer. If we go down all these
others perish with us. Think you, they
will leave none to mourn their loss?"
Ids friend, Walter Dickson, responded.
“Theirs are not parallel eases.
Miriam will he a widow, yet no wife.
It will he a cruel disappointment of
her plans for our happy lives. Walter,
if you alone are saved tell her that she
must learn to forget ino. Her sweet
young life must not he darkened by un-
happy memories. Promise me.”
Something like a sneer distorted Wnl
ter Dickson’s face; he said with bitter
emphasis:
“You have been blind. Edgar, blind
as a mole. With eternity in view
must tell you tin- truth. Come lielow
with me. If wo are to die in this
storm 1 shall ease vour soul of its last
fear. If we live you can prove Un-
truth of my words.”
He led his dazed and distracted
friend through the tempest and confus-
ion. dragging him by main force to the
uncertain shelter of the deserted c»hin,
and God alone knows whether his mo-
tive was that of a sincere friend or
the madness and triumph of a sinister
nature. But what he told had at least
the awful merit of truth.
Why Our Future is Assured
By President Roosevelt
ANY qualities are needed by a people which would preserve ihe
power of self-government in fact ns well as in name Among
these qualities are forethought, shrewdness, self-restraint, the
courage which refuses to abandon oik- s own rights, and the
disinterested anil kindly good sense which enables one- to do
justice to the rights of others. Lack of strength and lack of
courage unfit men for self-government, on the one hand, and on
the other, brutal arrogance, envy, in short, any manifestation
of the spirit of selfish disregard, whether of one's own duties
or of the rights of others, are equally fatal.
In the history of mankind many republics have risen, have flourished foi
a less or greater time, and then have fallen because their citizens ins) Hie
power of governing themselves and thereby of governing tlieir Stale, and in
no way lias tills loss of (lower been so often and so clearly shown as in the
tendency to turn the (ioverunient into a government primarily for the benefit
Of one class instead of a government for the benefit ot tin- people as a w bole.
Again ami again in the republics of ancient .......... in those of mediaeval
Italy and mediaeval Flanders, this tendency was shown, and wliercvei Hie
tendency became a habit it Invariably and inevitably proved fatal to the State.
In tin- final result it mattered not one whit whether the government was m
luvor of one class or of another. The outcome was equally fatal, whether Hie
country fell Into tin- hands of a wealthy oligarchy which exploited the poor
or whether it fell under the domination of a turbulent mob which plundered
tin- rich In both cases there resulted violent nltcruntlous between tyranny
and disorder, and a filial, complete loss of liberly to all citizens- destruc tion
in the cud overtaking tin- class which had for the moment been victorious as
well as that which had momentarily been, defeated. Hie death knell of the
republic had rung as soon as the active- power became lodged la the hands of
those who sought, not to do justice to all citizens, rich and poor alike, hut to
stand for one special class and for its Interests as opposed to the interests ot
0U>The reason why our future lies lull......... that our ......pi........
genuinely skilled in and fitted for self-government, and therefore will spurn
ihe leadership of those who seek to excite this ferocious and foolish class an-
tagonism. The average American knows not only that lie himself Intends to do
about wliat is right, but Unit bis average fellow-countryman lias the same-in-
tention and the same power to make his Inteiuion effective. He* knows, whether
he he business man. professional man. farmer, mechanic, employer or wage-
worker that the welfare of each of those men is hound up with the wdfaie
of .,11 the others; thut each is neighbor to the other, is actuated by the same
hopes and fears, lias fundamentally the same ideals, and that all alike have
much the same virtues and the same faults. , .,
Our average fellow citizen is a sane and Healthy man. who believes In di
cenev and inis a wholesome mind, lie therefore feels an equal scorn a.ike
for ihe man of'wealth guilty of the mean and base spirit ot arrogance owaid
those who arc less well off, and for the man of small means who in Ins turn
elther feels or seeks to excite In others, the feeling of mean and base envy toi
those who are better off. The two feelings, envy and arrogance are but
opposite sides of Hie same shield, licit different developments of the same
spirit. , _
A WEIRD TALE_FROM JAPAN.
’■Sanguinary Battle Between Hontile
Forces of Winged Creatures.”
The Hoc-Id of Tokio prints the fol-
lowiug wonderful tale; "On the -'-kl
ult., gt 4 p. in., that part of airy space
that over-canopies a slope commonly
called Notoyazaka, which forms part
of I’bzugamtmachl In Ycsashi, Hok-
kaido, became lln* scene of a sanguin-
ary hnttle between hostile forces of
winged creatures. The combatants
were 100 swallows on I lie one side
and millions of dragon Hies on the
other. If inferior in nuiiiber, Ihe swal-
lows were certainly superior in in-
tellectual and physical powers to their
opponents on I lie oecasion ill question,
as one would believe, and everybody
had but one opinion as lo the end of
the mill-ail- contest.
“Bin the unexpected happened, and
after charges and counter-charges, and
other aeronautic movements, ending in
•at close quarter' fighting of some du-
ration, tile swallows beat a busty re-
treat, or, rather, disgraced themselves
by tlie most confused flight ever in-
dulged in by a vanquished enemy.
Then the victorious dragon flies Hew
about that particular portion of the
sky with tlie unmistakable ‘air’ of
noble conquerors, performing all sorts
of 'assertive' unties, which included
airy eurucoliiig. evolutions, soaring,
plunging, etc., all sufiicieiitly signifi-
cant and all tending to proclaim tin-
fact of their undisputed occupation of
the atmospheric superficies over the
Notoyazaka."—New York Times.
WHY CUBS ARE KILLED. J,
I*risen Life Often Bobs Animate of Mb
trru»l Kplrlt.
Among the huge cages of the cnrnl
various animals—the lithe tigress, tht
treacherous and soft-footed leopardess
and. frequently, eveu tlie generous llou
css herself—the life of a baby wild alii
tnal becomes sometimes a tale of blood
shed and tragedy. Nagged and galle<
by prison bars, by narrow confines tint)
make exercise iiuitossible, and by tht
excitement of throngs of sightseer*
those naturally nervous and higl
strung brutes become overwrought to »
pitch where they satisfy an uunatiira
cannibal appetite on their own flesl
and blood.
I.ike little bundles of sunshine tin
kittens of these ferocious brutes tip
pear, mewing plaintively, with tight
shut eyes and groping in the darkness
Thousands of them have been born be
hind the bars of menagerie eages-m
fault lies With the stork Uimself-bu!
most frequently the irresponsible, crazj
mothers pounce upon and devour them
or else injure tlu-ui beyond hope of re
covery. When.the watchfulness und t
pitchfork of a keeper succeed in rescu-
ing otic of these kittens, it is given in
charge of some big mother dog. which
adopts the stranger and rears him.
Now and then, however, some strong,
healthy, intelligent member of this fe-
rocious family ceases to worry and
fret at captivity, and (lie maternal in-
stinct cropping to the fore, the cure of
a utter of cubs becomes a welcome re-
lief from the stern monotony of prison
life.- a. \V. Rolker, in McClure’s
lie believes it, and when they two are
saved by a miracle of tin- witters, lie
goes with him ami makes no sign. He
believes that Hist love is faithless."
The Hanio shot up blue and green,
and the Hindu looked about as if seek-
ing inspiration.
Tito false friend has Jttsl tiled, He
told the truth at the last. But lie was
not altogether wrong. The woman they
both had loved had not returned Un-
love of either. 1 can read no further."'
Till- pretended Hindu turned away as a
domino touched ltis arm.
“Edgar!” ’ *
“ Mil-knit!"
.toy never kilts. The recuperative
power it brings with It is phenome-
nal. Mrs. M. L. Rnyne, in Chicago
Record-Herald.
Ihe Great Cit-y Versus
t,he Town
'Vis
On tlie same night1'on which the
steamer with her precious human
freight was tempest-tossed In tile mid-
night blackness of the lake, a young
woman was walking the floor of tier
room, wringing her hands in impotent
anguish as she listened to the storm
without. Her face was pale and worn.
Iter eyes glittered with a feverish ex-
citement. Every muscle was tense,
and at last the strain became unbear-
able. and she rushed from her own
room and sought that of an older sis
ter. who was sleeping calmly and pro-
foundly.
“Margaret!" she called, anil shook
Hit- sleeper lightly.
“Miriam? What is it? Not time to
rise, surely? Have you not slept?"
“No. no, how could I? Do you not
hear the storm? It is awful! I ennnot
sleep.”
The elder sister sat up and scanned
tit? white face bending over her.
“You have not slept, and to-morrow
is your wedding day! Miriam, you
will look like a ghost.”
"Do you hear the storm?" cried
Miriam wildly. “If it rages so on land,
how much worse it must be on the
water, and Edgar is crossing to-night
in the face of this storm.”
“Mirinrn,” said Margaret gently
“kneel here and let us say a prayer.
“I have been praying—prayed every
minute this night. I hope Hod will
hear me and send the boat on which
Edgar is coming to the bottom of the
lake!"
"Miriam! Sister, you are crazed. Do
you know what you are saying? That
you are asking God to destroy the boat
that is bringing your lover to you?”
“Y.-s, yes—that is what I mean. I
would bo glad if they came and told
tne that he had gone down, and I was
free—free—free!"
Her voice rose to a pathetic shriek
that blended with the wailing wind
nnd died out In a moan.
“Then it is true—X did not, would
Pnluce on Wheel**
The most magnificent railway travel-
ing saloon ever constructed is nearing
completion at St. Denis, telegraphs the
Paris correspondent of the London Ex-
press. It is for the King of Greece,
and will cost SI00,000. The car is
forty-four feet long and lias its door in
the middle. Front the vestibule open
out the reception and private apart-
ments of the king. These include bed,
toilet and bath rooms, and it library on
tin- left, while on tlie right arc Ihe
grand »nlon and dining room, each
thirty-eight feet square.
There are blue silk hangings and
polished walnut furniture in the king's
bedroom, mid the toilet room is a great
achievement in artistic taste. The li-
brary. which ls furnished in the Re-
naissance style, is furnished in pol
lulled walnut, and Hie ornaments are
of bronze. Moss-green cloth, with tine
embroidery work, covers tlie walls. The
salon is hung with crushed strawberry
colored silk, and the furniture is in
mahogany. Every color front orange
to violet is blended in the ceiling, from
tlie centre of which bangs it great but-
terettp electric lamp. From the salon
to the dining room is a step through
mirrored doors. This room is hung
with slate colored cloth, embroidered
with silk, and the furniture is polished
walnut. -ijiiixMli
By the Editor of the Home Companion
HERE are a great many people in this country who inhabit
great cities, especially New York, who have a fashion of
decrying all life outside of a metropolis. They arrogate to
themselves the brains and the world-knowledge and the taste
of America, and turn a scornful lip at their provincial friends.
With such we do not necessarily quarrel. It is pleasant to set-
people who are satisfied with their station. But there is a
danger that persons who do not live in great cities will fall
into a like belief and get to think that their own lines are
cast itt extremely hard places. The thoughtful man will not readily be con-
x bleed that all good is confined t*t big cities, -x tittle e*j>—“*-•—*• —itt n.»,.
that lie can live as deep and as'large in a quieter neighborhood, seeing less,
lull with more time to digest wintt lie sees. A huge city is soinetliii : like a
three-ringed circus, lit one ring artists are performing all manner if little
color stunts; in another people are dining in good clothes; on a stage m -it with
tin armor anil blunt swords are playing a game called drama; all around a
track people arc in various kinds of races for pennies. There is a great deal
“doing" if you get to that, and the feats are wonderful, extraordinary, and
what-not.
But does one get so much real enjoyment for one's money at a tlireo-
ringeil circus as when one goes to tlie old-fashioned show with one ring,
where lie has just as much time to listen to the clown as to see a man turn
tt double somersault over six elephants? At least there is a reasonable doubt.
And so there is about the advantage of a great city over a small one. A
lew good pictures, a few good books, a play or two. and time to think them
over—this may certainly bo as beneficial as a flood of stuff which one not
only cannot see. but cannot possibly think about. And this does not take into
account at all the opportunity for seeing green things every day, the chance
to live where the nerves are not worn out by horrible noises. Upon the whole,
the inhabitant of a small city will do well to count his blessings'before be
laments bis fate. ' jsiiak!
Sea Devouring England.
By experiences such its have fallen
to tlie lot of the town of Dunwich Hie
attention is drawn from time to time to
the fact that the sea is making serious
encroachments upon England's shores.
But. beyond inspiring a vague con-
sciousness that they arc submitting to
ait unwarrantable invasion, the ques-
tion so far lias aroused little more
than local interest. The British Asso-
ciation. however, lias had the subject
in band, nnd five years ago appointed
a committee to make full investiga-
tion. With the assistance of the coast
guard the inquiry lias now been com-
pleted. and its results were communi-
cated itt a very instructive paper which
was read before tlie association at
their concluding meeting. '
The report gives details of tlie- distri-
bution of the sea's attack, and of tlie
average rate at which its advance is
made, and it is evident that encroach-
ment presents a very grave problem to
dwellers upon coasts so seriously men-
aced. It is curious to note that though
it is a part of the Weslt coast which
suffers most, generally speaking, tlie
eastern shores are wasting most rapid-
ly. Nature lias provided the western
coast line with rugged cliffs, which suc-
cessively defy the onslaughts of Hie
Atlantic. Even in Ireland Hie chief
losers are found in Hie eastern counties
of Down and Dublin. In many places
there is a slight compensating gain.
But tlio gist or the report is the im-
portance which it attaches to artificial
structures and sea walls, which lias
been proved by inquiry and compari-
son to lie a most valuable protection.
WISE WORDS.
Heroes and Heroines
in Humble Life
By E. B. Sherman
To Build Your Five.
A good many writers say "build your
fire beside tt tree to get up tIn-
draught." These men are not practi-
cal. says a writer, in Field and Stream.
A fire for cooking should be "as big as
your hat" and built in the most open
spot you can find—entirely away from
everything. The smoke will lake rare
of itself then and never get in your
eyes unless you get to leeward, if the
wind is from the north you should face
either east or west when you cook, and
the wind will blow across the fire in
front of you. If you face the wind or
have your back to it, the smoke will
get iu your eyes every time. Let tlie
wind strike your fire, and don't build
it In an “eddy.” „
Both Very Tired.
Sir Edward Clarke, the noted Eng-
lish barrister, tells with glee how a
young lawyer once scored off him.
Late one afteruoou a case in which
Sir Edward was Interested was called,
whereupon he asked that it lie put off
until the following morning, as he had
been arguing n ease in another court
all day and was much exhausted. The
request was granted and the next ease
called. The young lawyer then asked
for postponement of this case ulso.
saying he was too much exhausted.
The court asked what he had been
doing. "If it please the court," wiib the
reply, "I have boeu listening to Sir
Edward Clarke,"-New York Tribune.
ARLYLE In Ills essay on heroes seems to regard power and
its exercise as the eltief requisites of heroism and lo igtiote
or minimize motives and moral qualities. Among his heroes
tilt- most conspicuous aro Odin. Mahomet, Dante, iShakespeate,
Hither Knox. Johnson. Rossetti!, Burns, Cromwell, Napoleon
and others who by war. literature or oratory have largely
affected the course of history and the destinies of men and
nations. But Carlyle also says: The hero is one who lives
in the inward sphere of things, iu the true divine and eternal
which exists always, unseen by most, under tlie temporary
and trivial. His heart is a piece of the everlasting heart of nature herself.”
Emerson uses the words hero, heroic and heroism in a broader and more
philosophical sense than Carlyle. Happily, he was free from the prejudice,
tint intensity and narrowness ot' the great Englishman. He says. eioistn
speaks the truth; it is just, generous, hospitable, temperate, scornful of petty
calculations: it feels and never reasons, and therefore is always right.
it is easy to see that Emerson recognized heroism as depending in no
manner upon the condition, limitations or accidents of human existence, but
rather as a grand overtone whose infinite vibrations reinforce and turn mW
sweetest music the sound of every prayer, uttered or unuttered, the generous
emotions and aspirations of every soul seeking a better life.
Cherishing a feeling of profound reverence and admiration for (lie gioat
heroes who through the ages have wrought grandly for humanity and
achieved enduring renown, who inspired utterances and shilling deeds have
been graven upon imperishable tablets, and who have bequeathed to us and
all coming generations the estimable legacy of their illustrious example. I must
vet confess a doubt whether the most magnificent exemplars of heroism have
not been found iu the humbler walks of life, among those who, in their sim-
plicity of soul and modest grandeur of character, never dreamed that in all
the essentials of true manhood and glorious womanhood they held high rank in
heaven's untitled aristocracy.
How many heroic souls, obscure and unknown, whose names have per-
ished from remembrance, were wrought and fashioned itt nature s divinest
mould, and have made their lives sublime by gracious deeds of beneficence
J1U* Vs'tbc 'inost ^deiicate nnd fragrant flowers arc often found nestling umd-
estlv among the dead leaves or peeping timidly forth from some shady bower
so the most resplendent virtues blossom and diffuse their sweet atoms in t
lowliest mid roughest paths trodden by bruised and bleeding teet.
The rose mav seem to add pride to peerless beauty; the lily to minimize
its delicacy bv a tacit demand for admiration; but the sb.v arbutus yields its
unrivalled fragrance only to the earnest wooer who seeks it with loving cart-
in the hidden nook where it was planted by fairy bands und perfumed by the
breath of dainty dryads.
God has vouchsafed to the world no choicer blessing than the unconscious
heroes and heroines who give to earth its greatest charm and without whose
presence heaven would suffer irreparable loss.—Chicago Tribune.
Old Public Libraries.
Though it is the popular idea that
public libraries are of modern origin,
there is proof that the Anglo-Saxon
kings of England were disposed to
erect them, and works were brought
from Ireland, where sciences had been
much earlier cultivated than itt Great
Britain. But the invasion of the Nor-
mans stopped tin- spread of libraries,
and the first in England after the con-
quest was established at Oxford, in
Durham (now Trinity! College, in the
thirteenth century by Richard dt- Bury,
who purchased from thirty to forty
volumes of the Abbot of St. Albans
for fifty pounds’ weight of silver. Be-
for that time books were kept In chests
and not in a room styled a library.'At
the end of tlie seventeenth century
there were only six public libraries in
Great Britain. The first circulating
library was founded by Allan Ramsay,
in 3725, wlienee he diffused plays and
works of fiction among the people of
Edinburg. So successful were Ram-
say's efforts that it is said that within
seventy years nearly every town and
large village possessed tt library. The
first in London was started bj Botlio,
a bookseller, in 1740. Birmingham ob-
tained its first circulating library in
177,1. The next step was the free li-
brary. Manchester possessing tlie first,
in 1850, being quickly followed by Liv-
erpool, Birmingham and other large
towns. -Chicago News.
Our obscurity is God's opportunity.
The restless are seldom resistless.
The bread of service feeds the soul.
Yokefellows make the best friends.
Pharisaism is known by its phrases.
To live is more than to make a living.
God's power depends on no plebiscite.
Honor is the first element in honesty.
A sore head is a sign of a shallow
otto.
Setbacks are often the secret of suc-
cess.
To reject the bad is to receive the
good. T
The supernatural is not preter-
natural.. I
Better an honest Lazarus than a suc-
cessful Dives.
Only a small man is satisfied with a
superficial superiority.
Most people are caught by sin trying
to take the bait without the hook.
There may lie wiser worlds where
souls pray to be delivered from un-
broken joy.
There is a great deal of difference
between owning a business and being
owned by one. -1
You cannot burn Hie fire of lust in
your own heart without kindling and
consuming other hearts.
There would be a greater trade in
goodness if we were more anxious to
advertise the good iu others.—Ram s
Horn. ga
Tin* M ult I -Tongued Austrian Avtny.
The Hungarian crisis which threat-
ens Ihe integrity of Ihe Austrian Em-
pire has risen solely from the demands
of the Hungarians that the Hungar-
ian language should lie used in giving
commands to Hungarian troops. The
Austrians assert that tlie Hungarian
language of command would destroy,
the unity of the Austro-Hungarian
army. The Hungarian rejoinder is
that German should lie used in com-
munication between regimental com-
manders und their superior officers,
Put that from the colonel downward
Hungarian should lie used, litis is tlie
custom now in regiments with a ma-
jority of Magyars in them, as it is the
custom to use Polish in tlie Polish
regiments and Croatian in tlie Clout
regiments. The point is made by tlie
Hungarians that an officer cannot
cheer on ltis litt-ii in a language they
cannot understand, but hi- must lie
tilde to use the language of his men,
be it German, Hungarian, Czech.
Croat. Uuthenion, Slovak, Roumanian
or Italian. Of such diverse elements
is the Austrian army composed.
Exercise For Aged l-crsons.
Good Health says that in old age
both the aptitude for exercise and the
ability to execute muscular movements
are very considerably diminished. The
capacity and activity of the heart and
lungs are lessened, ulso the ability to
recuperate front exhaustion. There is,
moreover, a marked tendency to con-
secutive or secondary fatigue. Jt- form
of exhaustion which is not experi-
enced at the time of exercise, but is
felt to a marked degree a day or two
subsequently. An old person feels
the fatigue of an effort more than
twenty-four or forty-eight hours af-
ter wur<l than he does at the time; eon
sequently he is likely lo go beyond
the proper limit lit the expenditure of
muscular energy before he is aware
of the fact that he has done so. El
derly persons should always bear this
in mind wheu engaging in physical ex-
ercise. especially those who have not
all tlieir lives been used to active mus-
cular pursuits.
Very Superstitious,
Captain I’at. King is very supersti-
tious. In his engine he always carries
a rabbit's foot anti a horseshoe, and it
is a matter of record that lie once re-
fused to take his engine out for a trip
because a black cat crossed the track
in front of the locomotive.—Charlotte
(N. C.) Observer.
Hunting the Pretty Typewriters.
“It seemes to lie easier for a good-
looking typewriter to get married than
for any other woman who earns -her
living," said an employer. "There are
country merchants and country profes-
sional men, and some city ones, too.
who hunt the corridors of hotels where
there tiro typewriters, gel acquainted
with the girls and marry them.
"1 know jt woman who hits mttehines
in several of the leading hotels, and
in some of them she 1ms two or three.
She tells tne that site is constantly on
tlie alert for good-looking girls to ma-
nipulate the machines, for the reason
that they marry before they are long
at work, and they marry well. She
says she likes to help these girls into
homes. Out of the eleven typewriters
that site has employed In the last
twelve months eight have married, and
each one did well." New York Tress.
ila-xk to Fir*t Principle*.
Alt amiable young woman whose ar-
tistic ability enabled her to draw a
fairly recognizable eat was wont to
amuse a three-year-old hoy by delin-
eations of this domestic creature. Un-
fortunately. in ltis picture book explor-
ations tlie child encountered a peccary,
and one day he asked her to draw
him one of those. Diffidently, lmt sus-
tained by the thought that the young-
ster was no more familiar with litis
interesting heflst Ilian herself, she es-
sayed it. portraiture. After a moment
of silence and somewhat aggrieved
consideration of the result, he handed
it back.
"Draw a cat!'' he sail, curtly.-Har-
per's Bazar.
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