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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1906-10-4, Page 6"What's in a Name. 9 9 044a+0+0+04-0-0-o+0+c+0+0+ The night was very still. A lazy land - breeze wafted in little putts over the phosphorescent sea. Tho great seurch- light of the Occidental streamed out to the very base of the clerk "Gap" where the good ship Umber had once gone poem. In the at .strewn heavens the ;queen of night, was scarcely missed. For far over the waters went the pearching penetrating light of South Seed, sweeping the sea us with a envoy sword. The great liner had dropped her snebor. Presently, when Wo pearly opales- Once of dawn peeped shyly in the east, They would see the tug of the pilot shoot out between the Heeds to take them to theft; wharfage in the most beautiful t f tin the world's harbors. To the passengers, so near their des- tination, sleep was out of the question. Under the glow of the electric lights they were capping the long voyage with en al fresco concert. To -morrow they would all go their several ways. It was as well, therefore, to make -the most of their flash -light friendships to -night. But there was one who did not parta clpate in this merriment. She stood alone by the broad taffrail, gazing Anxiously out over the shilling sea. A few hours and the fate of two lives would 118 in the balance. Hers would be one—the other his. The decision would not rest with her, but with him, and she was afraid. So she intent the long hours broodingly and waited for the morrow. It came at last—clear and soft and golden. A cheer went up as the pilot game on board and the great ship weighed anchor. Then she moved majestically Into port and threaded her way among a flotilla of moving craft to her berth in the deep waters of Cir- cular Quay. Eager pasengers thronged the com- panion -way. But the girl still held back. She had wailed impatiently for the mo- ment to come. Now that it had come, ohe was afraid. But it could not be everted. A little nervously she stepped 4o the top of the companion -way and looked down upon 111e wharf. Just below her stood a tall good- looking young man, who scanned the faces of the passengers as they descend- ed, Her heart gave a great leap as she saw him. A feeling of faintness stole over her as she looked. Would he turn from her with contempt? A. few swift moments and he would know all. What would he say? Slowly, and with limbs that shook be- neath her, she descended to the wharf and approached him. He saw her coming and a puzzled look came into his eyes. She could see that he WAS bewildered. But she forced herself to smile and approached him with ou'e stretched hand. Confusedly he lifted his hat. "I beg your pardon," he said, "but I expected someone else. Perhaps you bring me news of her?" She bowed. "Can we go somewhere?" she pleaded. "I cannot explain here." He nodded. • "Certainly," be said. "But where is your luggage? I had better see that safely into the Customs shed before we She turned and looked back at the great ahip. Already the steam -cranes were at work. "There are my boxes," ,she said, and the two walked to where they lay upon the wharf. He started as he read the name upon the labels. 11 he had been bewildered before, he was doubly so now. "But I don't understand," he said. The girl flushed scarlet. "1 will tell you as soon as we get away from here," she said in a low voice. Like one in a dream he led her away. They had not far to go. In a quiet hotel et the foot of Pit Street they found a private room where they might talk without reserve. She sat "clown, ner- vously drawing off her gloves and won- dering how she should begin. But In this he was before her. "Perhaps 1 ought to explain also," he said quietly. "There is just a. possibility that we have made a mistake. My name is Wilfred Shaw. Three years ago I came out here from England to improve my position. "Before leaving I had made the ac- quaintance of a young lady who was a member with me of a choral society ln London. It was nothing more than an acquaintance at that time. But I asked to be allowed to write to her from Syd- ney, and she consented. "Two years' correspondence ended in an engagement. Three months ago I begged her to john me here. She was to come by the Occidental and arrange- Thents were made for her to stay with a • tamlly in Darlington until we could be 'illy marrled. She wrote to me from Sue% and I quite expected to meet her to -day.- Yet only her boxes have at, rived. Weedy nothing has happened?" He looked at her appealingly. With a great effort she mastered a desire to sob. "Nothing has happened," she said. •Oute-but I am the owner of those bens." elo stared at her in blank surprise. "But they belong to Miss Nellie Smith t" he protested. "That Is my name," she answered: There was a long pause. Presently he std: "But there mud be some stupendous inistake I For three yenrs 1 lune cow responded with Miss Smith I" SIM dropped her eyea. "For three years," she said, "you have correspencled with me." Impulehtly he rose from his seal. Then he remembered something and drew from aes pocket a packet of let- tere, "But you did not write these," he pro- tested. She glanced et thera swiftly, "1 wrote them every one,' she answered. lie straightened himself, gazing down at her withwonder and incredulity in his brown eyes, "Do you mean to assert," he asked deliberately, "that 11 Is with you 1 Ilave corresponded all this tinke- that it is from you all these answers came?" Her voice WAS scarcely audible when 11 reached him. "1 do," she said. He went elowly hncb 10 his edit, like one bewitched. Presently she got up, and, crossing eve 11001', knelt down be- side hilt. "Oh, Wilfred," she cried piteously, "do not condemn me for what 1 have done 1 At first I did it without thinking of the end. And then—then 1 begun to love you so passionately that 1 could not bear the thought of losing you. And now—now you have found me out and are going to punish me 1" She stopped, sobbing. He was looking straight. before him. "It was not you I knew when I came away." his said, dully. "It is all so be- wildering and I cannot understand." She clasped her hands convulsively upon his knee, "Listen," she said. "and I will confess all, 1 too was a member of the choral society. I too had been introduced to you. But you did not notice me and scarcely heeded my name. My cousin's pretty face attracted you and to her you were drawn. "When you had gone she told me of her new conquest. You had begged to be allowed to write to her. I asked het what she meant to do. The answer angered me. You did not know that she was engaged already, that the winning of a man's love was of little value to her. I knew and despised her for it, Then came the circumstance which tended to this development. "You remembered the name of the street in which my cousin lived. But the number you had forgotten. It did not occur to you that perhaps there might be two girls of the same name in one street. Yet such was the case and your first letter was delivered to me. 1 read it and dld not at first know how to act. The letter touched me. It was so real and true and manly. How could 1 give it to one who, related as she was to me, had proved herself so heartless as to lead you on to no purpose? "Yet how again could I warn you? And then a thought flashed through me. I was free. Why need I confess my knowledge of the error? The tempta- tion was strong—stronger than you can think. I think I must have loved you from the moment I saw you first. You seemed to me SQ strong and wise and good. So 1 wrote to you, acting as though I were she and knowing well that you would not discover the truth. Again and again you wrote and I re- plied. Week by week the truth became more real to me. I was learning to love the writer of those letters with growing fervour. How could. I tell you the truth when the truth would bring me misery and shame? "And then you asked me to be your wife. Oh, the joy that letter gave me 1 You loved me 1 Even the cloud that lay upon the horizon could not stay my happiness. It was too late then to withdraw. Love urged me on. COM what might, I was determined to go on as I had begun. You know the rest, Wilfred. You sent for me and I have What will you say to me? "Can you forgive? 1 know I have de- ceived you. 'Yet the deception has come out of love—love for you only. Can you. not think of me still as of her who is dead to you? She has been two years married and has forgotten even your name. Do with me as you will. Pun- ish me 11 you must. 1 will go back to England if you bid me, though 1 do so with a broken heart. But oh, if you can —if you can—forgive 1" The voice died away and there was a long silence In the room. The man's eyes wandered downward to the bowed head, crowned with its silky curls. Then 11 fell on the packet of letters that still lay upon the table. A sigh escaped him and he lifted the trembling girl up tin her face was close M his own. "It is not for me," he said, gently, "to condemn the woman I love. • The girl I left in England was only 'an ac- quaintance. Under other circumstances, that might have been changed. But that 1s gone now. The woman I have learnt to love is the woman who wrote these letters. I cannot love any other." She looked Into his face, the tears still dimming her eyes. "And you forgive me?" she asked, breathless woh delight. He took her lace between his two hands and kissed it many times. "I have nothing to forgive," he answered. "Indeed, 1 owe you much more than I ever dreamed. Now Id me send for a. hansom. Mrs. Emerson will think us unconscionable laggards." And they went down the stairs to- gethen—Pearson's Weekly. FROM ERIN'S GREEN ISLE NEWS AY MAIL FROM IRELANDS SHORE'S. Happenings In the Emerald Isle 01 Interest to Irish - Canadians. Lawrence Berry and John Ward, Bel- fast, husbands, were sent to jail recently for brutally beating their wives. The demand of the Belfast members of the Boilermakers' and Iron Ship- wrights' Society for an increase of wages has again been refused, Arrangements have been completed and agreements signed for the purchase by the tenants of their holdings on the Earl of Erne's Knockballyinots estate, near Clones, County Fermanagh. A promising and useful career has been brought to a close by the death of Mr, John Beck, of the Arm of Messrs. O'Neill, Young & Beck, general produce merchants, 81-33 Oxford street. Belfast. A fire occurred on the premises of Mr. Abram Combe, Donacloney, on the 14th ult., and destroyed Donadoney Castle, one of the finest residential buildings in the north of Ireland. Mr. Thomas Robertson, C.V.O., for- merly general manager of the Great Northern Railway of Ireland and chair- man of the lrisb Board of Works, died at Crieff on the 17th ult. Information reached Tipperary that. the deer park of Mr, Thomas Butler, D.L., of Ballycaron House, cousin of Sir William Butler, WAS raided during a recent Sunday night and at least eight deer killed and carried off. While cycling at Cater Conlish, county Limerick, Sergeant Seahan, Boyd Irish Constabulary, lost control of the machine in descending a hill near that village and ran into a wall. He died from his injuries. Deceased had 18 years' service in the force and leaves a widow and large family, Some indignation was felt in Dro- more when the inhabitants woke up one morning recently to find the walls liberally covered with seditious posters of a scurrilious nature. It. es expected that the South Down Militia, on their intended march, will encamp at Deo - more in a few days. The people of the neighborhood are indignant at the out- rage. The police are making diligent inquiry into the matter. Mess Kate Doyle, who ,was found guilty at Dublin of assaulting and doing grievous bodily harm to her servant Kate Mennen, was sentenced to fur years' imprisonment. The girl died last December from septic pneumonia. Her body was in a terrible condition, cover- ed with wounds and bruises. The pri- soner had been seen beating the girl with a strap. As Porkranger Dodds WAS patrolling the Botanic Gardens, Belfast he was horrifled to find the body of a man sus- pended from the branches of a tree be- side the bushes at the back gate of the park. It is stated that his name is George Morrow, and that he lodged at 89 Roden street. He came to Belfast about seven weelas ago from Plymouth, where his wife and family reside. TAUGHT BROWN A LESSON. His Wife Called on Him at His Office and Told of Her Household Troubles. There is a bidden meaning In thls story, which he who chooses may dis- cover for himself. "rm so glad to find you in," said Mns. Brown, as she entered her hus- band's office; "I was afraid you might be out, and I have so much to tell you, dear.' "Something very important?" replied Mr. Brown, interrogatively, and in a tone which plainly said, "Couldn't you have waited until this evening? You see I'm awfully busy." "Well, no, perhaps not so very im- portant," said Mrs. Brown, paying no attention to her husband's discourage- ment; "but then it is so nice and Cos,' here, and you know we don't often have a chance for a quiet talk together." "Am 1 not et horne--" "011, yes, Henry; you are at home every evening—I'll say that. to your cre- dit. But it is so nice to come here and see you." "But., then, I'm pretty busy this morn- ing."• el know; but I must tell you whin thet girl of nein lies done. After break- fast this mnrning she hadn't, a drop of hot \rider 10 WOAll the dishes in, and her work•was delayed a good half-hour in consecokence." "Bra, any dear—" "I know what you are going to soy. Weary Willie—Lady, do Mrs, linnuer-1 do! "Very well, don! If you Jane Mel" SURE DEATH. you VOW) dal dog uv yours? don't call 11110 off in five tribute., VI2 let You think 1 ought to give her a good tontine M. And so 1 did. But what does it amount to ? Only last week I told her to oeen her dampers so that the oven would heat, and when 1 wed into the kitchen they were shut, and the (Ire was almost nets and the oven was as cold as a alone. Arad, by the way, did I ten you that (mantel, et those Wedg- woad cups WAS broken? It's the third within a month. fleetly I believe 1 shall go distracted. And that reminds me that we didn't get the clothes dry on Monday, aril--" "But, my dear," broke in Brown, "I've got work to do. Of course, 1 same palhizo with you, but eta, don't you tell me about these things when 1M at home T' "\Vhy, Henry l" exclaimed Mrs. B. twee idea 1 Don't you have so many other things to talk about when you are at hame? How can I interrupt you to talk about my domestic affairs when you have so much to tell Inc about the way Rio office -boy plagues you, and about Rio distracting manner in which your partner ohms to do things as you want them done, and whet e nuisance that Mr. Robinson is who never knows when to go, and—why, Henry, aren't my evenings sacred to your business affairs? But 1 must be going. I'll try to come in again in an hour or so." Mrs. Brown did not come In again that day. But 11 is a curious circumstance that from and alter that visit Brown never talked "shop" et home. QUEER WAYSZ TBE UPOTOS. Can't Look at Their Mother -in -Law and Women Eat Special Fish. The Upolos live on the northern bank of the Congo between lkonmango and Dobbo, or between the twentieth and twenty-second degrees of east longitude, and seem to have long resided In the region. They show a marked disincli- nation to quit it. They live chiefly by fishing, and one of the first tbings to strike a testier is that certain fish are reserved for the men, others for the WO - ries, and yet a third land for the slaves. These slaves are chiefly slaves by birth or men sold for their debts. They are well treated, and opposite Ir- ingul is an island in which all slaves who are Incapable of working are al- lowed to reside by themselves. One form of semi -servitude is called lisokko. This is when a man, got having money to buy a wife, sells himself to a chief to obtain one. The offspring of such a marriage becomes the property of the chief. One very curious custom is that a man may never look at his mother-in- law. If he does, he bus to pay her a fine of 80 to 50 mitalthos, which are brass rods equal to a half penny. Nei- ther must the mother-in-law look at her daughter's husband. Children are treat- ed with great kindness, and In fact spoilt,. Their mothers do not chastise them, even if the children strike them. Among the duties of the women is that of shaving their husbands. The chief amusements are singing, dancing and wrestling matches between villages. The vieters are painted red; so also are corpses before burial; but in Me ease of women it Is not the bodies, but the coverings in which they are wrapped, that are so colored. The Upotos believe In lite after death and In spirits. They think their dead relatives and friends are always watch- ing them, although they cannot be seen. Their god is named Libanza. Their account of the origin of the white and black races is curious. Libanza sent his son Tserenga on earth to see what the races of mankind were doing. Among Europeans he was well reedy - ed, so he gave them a white skin and muoh knowledge, but among Rio Afri- cans he was badly received, so he left them black and stupid. One of Rio mytbe entertained by this people is that the Congo and 14s many tributaries were created by the tears of the tribes weeping for a favorite chief long ago. The moon Is supposed to bo an im- mense ship engaged in conveying the souls of the dead to Mama, and the stars are the eyes 01 the dead, who sleep"during the day. CHINESE CARPENTERS. They Are Remarkably Adept in Use of Small Axe. Naturally preeminent among the seined craftsmen of China, the carpenter still maintains the leadership. Tholigh almost invariably wedded to the use of The toolot his ancestors and to their methcids, juliged by results he is more elliciera in bis line than are the average of the !amigo, trained filters and machinists in theirs, though 11 constant diminution of tee difference is in pro- gress. In judging the pertormanCe of the native workmen it Is almost, Impossible to avoid the popular bias that addiction to their own methods ad tools Invar- iably bespeaks fatuous conservatism. Though this is in ninny eases true, it will often be found on careful otserva- Ilnn what has passed for a stub- born blindness to the virtue of intiova- lion is in reality a keener perception of comparative merits then the judge him- self was aware of. This le particularly true of Chinese cerpentees. While most of their com- monest tools differ in some radical way Nem our own, it is never safe Lo assume. the superiority of the W'eslern product. Thetr smell axe, for example, is a beautifully balanced tool. and they aro remarkably (idept In the use of 11, be- ing able to work as irue 0 .surface therewith as eon be obtained with an adze in the hoods ot the white man. On heavy work I1 is customary tor Iwo lei hew together on °peddle sides, Milking alternative blows. Bolh bends are used end the recover is over the shoulder, eltrenate right end lett. There is n fececlom ot swi»g with an neeurney or delivery Mat is a treat to waleh and the rapidity of blows is al- most bewildering. The Xing bee been pleased to appoint THE KAFFIR TELEGRAPH. How Messages Are Sent From Ono Chief 10 Another in Z11111 Mention has been frequently made during the recent native 13'0111.1re lit South Africa of the "Kaffir telegraph." the strange system by W111011 0000 of tiny importance is communicated from one extreme of the native territories to the other with almost Incredible rapid- ity, end the working of whIeli, 11 has been elated, is dill a mystery to the while num. latter state.ment is scarcely cor- rect. Numbers of up -country residents, traders, and the like aro well aequainted with many ef the ways In which coin- municaleon passes from tribe to tribe. \Vhen a chief receives a message he selects a fast runner, and gives him the words, and instructs this man to run in a given direction as fast as he dm— horses are never used In this work—until he is exhausted. When he can run no longer he enters Me nearest kraal, selects the chief man, gives him the words, and this man 10 his turn picks out his fastest runner, who at once starts off until he also ls exhausted, when he eras in a similar way. 11 is not an enviable task carrying a chiefs message at night, for the native is always suspicious of cattle thieves. Assegais and guns are handy, and the man who dashes past a Metal in the dark may possibly come to a sudden stop with an assegai or a bullet through him ; but, failing this extreme method he is liable, when near the borders, to be seized by the native police as a sus- picious character. With relays of run- ners like this a hundred miles can be covered in twenty-four hours. The system of "calling messages" is largely used by the natives in war Lime. The nir In South Africa is so dry that sound carries a very long way. Native messengers are stationed at the tops of hills to call messages to each other. It is no exaggeration to say that they can make themselves heard and carry on conversation a quarter of a mile dis- tant; but for obvious reasons they can- not be stationed so close together, so a system of signalling by smoke is carried on at night, but this means is not fel- lowed in such a ease as I ani trying to describe. A white man named Groom had set- tled down among the Pondos and adopted their ways and, except for the trilling difference of color, was to all intent a Kaffir himself. This man once, in answer to an argument which took place outside the store in Mount Frese, offered to have a message delivered in Komgha, about 200 miles away, on the day after the one on which wo are speaking. and a note was accordingly written to a storekeeper in that village and given him. On the second morning a Kafhhr walked Into the store in Komgha and placed the paper in the store- keeper's hand and walked out; but we never found out how this had been ac- complished. JACK AFLOAT. A Cabin Boy's Experience With the Signal Ilalyards. The sailor, mast -high and swinging ate ease with the roll of the ship, is a sight too common to excite wonder. Yet that very familiarity With lofty traces, that sure head and steady poise, often include in their history of devel- opment times of great stress and mis- ery. Mr. Bullen, in his "Log of a Sea Walt," gives a description of Ills sen satins when the masthead was still a point of dread. The author was then a cabin -boy on a ship bound for Bom- bay, when, one rough day, he heard Ills name called, and running aft, wee met by the second mate. He put a coil of rope in my hands and told me to reeve the signal -hal- yards in the mizzen truck. We carried extra long royal poles or baro exten- sions of masts above the highest point of rigging. Ours were aixteon feet long and the top was not much bigger than o man's wrist. They were crowned with fiat pieces of wood the size et a cheese -plate, on one side of which was thesheave for signal -halyards. I started aloft esboldly enough, but when 1 reached the base 01 11)0 pole and sew to what height its bareness tower- ed above, 1 faltered. My heartfelled as the staggering ship lurched -and the sea roared one hundred endtwenty feet below me. My head swum, and all strength left me. I sat some time with my legs clinched about the pole, just clinging, without power to move, A voice from the deck called up: "Hurry up, there, with the halyards!" Although I felt that I was going to certain death, yet my fear of the mate was so potent 1 made (knottier attempL Pulling myself up, I shut any eyes and said a privet'. Trembling, bet lighting againsl the benumbing weakness, 1 actually struggled to the top. Even now, when 1 1111111( of it, a cold sweat starts out all over nue Opening my eyes, I thrust at, the opening of the sheave with the end of tho lino. It was knotted, and would not go through. I had tried and foiled, and with e last flash of energy, 1 grasped the pole with both arms end slid down to the eyes of the roam' rigging. There I oiling a few mcmients, violently 111; them feel - leg the bitterness of death past, I de- scended, walked up to the mate, and said: "I've fried, and can't do it, sir; 00111 you kill mel" The male stared at me a moment, then likened away and gave the order b., some one else. The incitlent new seem trivial, but though I have freed death many times, I never felt such terror. JUST SO. Miley : "What's that cow got a bell round its neck for, Willie?" Willie : "Oh, that's what she rings when she wants to ten the calf that dInnees ready." "boles, do you RPOW anyone who has a horse for sole?" Inquired Brown, "I here reasons for believiog that Green has," replied Jones. "Why do ,you think so ?" "Because I sold him one yesler. Lord Castlelown to be chancellor of 1110 Sometimes 11 happens Mat 8li)(1P1.10d 11'11) UllitterellY of Ireland, in room of the 011011 has n greet dee) to arty, 19111, 111e Earl peothi itslood, twits won't 181 him Say IL RESURRECTION FLOWER SAID TO HAVE BEEN otscOVE1tHO BY RUSSIAN BOTANIST. Comes to Life Apia Thouoli Apparent. lys Dead MINI MOiSlellAd Willi Water. That mysterious blossom of whim) only one specimen low (Wet. been found, und that whieli that great naturalist Humboldt. obliged to own that he knew nothing like 11 In nature, named "the flower of the Resurrection," IL will be remembered by those of ue old ounigh to recall 18 18, writes a correspoialent el the Lomlun Globe, was brought to Europe by Dr. Deck, who had gone to Nubia on a shooting expetlitioo, lIa bequeathed it to his friend. Lannion, who bestowed on Humboldt one of the two flowers on the plant whiell Dr. Deck brought back. This flower possessed the remark- able power of coming to life aguin though apparently dead when moistened with a little water, blossoming afresh es if Just at its apogee of beauty. This was not a variation of the Indian man- go tree trick, for not only did Dr. Deck frequently make the flower obey his awalcening touch, but Homboldt con- etantly performed the experiment be- fore 1110 German Acaidemy, 31 is this flower, eagerly sought for, but lost to Icnowledge since the days of the Egyp- tians, which a Russian botanist, Serge Lostoukoff, claims to have discovered growing In an isolated corner of Ara- bia. The news is greatly Interesting Me botanic world, and further Informa- tion Is ANXIOUSLY LOOKED FOR. The manner of Its originally reaching the hands of Dr. Deck is not without r certain !Moved and ls more than ting- ed with romance. The sportsman found himself through an accident unable to continue the hunting expedition, and wandered into Upper Egypt with the in- tention of looking for that Aladdin's palace, the emerald mines of the anci- ents. He fell in with an old Arab, whom be carefully nursed and cured of a tew rIble illness. The Arab was poor and unable to ,pay 10 coin; he offered his savior, however, a gift, which he said no ammor or king could bestow, a magic flower that would bloom at command. He drew forth a few dried stems with some olosed, withered buds, so dried with age that the plant crackled. Tho Arab explained that be had found 11 10 an old tomb In the desert, where it lay on the bosom of a young girl's 11111111 - my, the human flower as browned and withered as its sister plant. Squatting in the sun, the old Arab gave Dr Deck who was listening increduously, a highly colored eulogium of the miracu- lous plant. Gravely and reverently he poured a few drops of water over the withered stems, when as If called back to life by a charm, they began to tremble, to move, to contract and ex- pand. Presently the buds lifted them- selves as their stems strengthened and slowly inclosed one diaphanous petal after another until they encircled a cen- tral part. The flower thus formed somewhat re- sembled a daisy, but with a grace and beauty all Its own. Within its core lay SEEDS OF PROMISE, but the darkness and the airlessness of the tomb had extinguished forever the life germs within. While Dr. Deck watched with fascinated gaze he saw the blossoms gradually fade, wither and droop, and the process reversed. In a few minutes the plant had again taken the aspect of complete death. The stem had lost its fresh color and was brown and dry, the buds drooped on limp stalks like dry balls. Dr. Deck brought back this wonder- ful flower to Europe, where 'It excited great interest. Many efforts have been made since to obtain other specimens botanists have eagerly sought all over Egypt ter its living prototype, and tombs have been ransacked, but In vain. The news of its discovery grow. ing in Arabia is extremely interesting, and is only another proof of the circle In which we ore perpetually travelling. Threebi probably cultivated by the an 1. , already in. the Middle Ages it, watered more r less a myth, for .. uell both the Rose of Sharon and the nose 01 1110 Crusades—the form of which nmy be studied on the tombs of Lhasa ancient heroes whose story is told by their crossed legs --somewhat resemble it, neither is. that Willa We may hope to see for ourselves, the real "flower of the Resurrection." SIIADOWED. A 'mon was going home to his wife and family. It was growing dark. His road from the station was a lonely one, and he tees getting along as fast as Ile could, when he suddenly suspected that a man behind was following him pur- posely. The foster he went, the faster the man went, until they came to tk churchyard. ' "Now," 110 00111 to himself, "I'll find out lf 111111. me," and be entered the cluirchyurd. The man followed him. Vagus visions of revolvers and garrotters grew upon him, lie made a detour ot a splen- did mausoleum. Still the man was after him, round and round. AL last ha turned and faced the fellow, and asked 1 "What the dickens do you want? Wha1 ars you following me for?" "Well, slr, do you ahvoys go home like this? 1 m going up to Mr. Sub- bub's house with a parcel, and the pow ter at, the station told me that if I'd fol- low you I should find the pled), as you lived next doori, Are you going home at ell to -night?" NEST BUILDING ANTS, Tho green ants of Australia matte nests by bending let's together and uniting them with A kind of natural gine, htincireds having been dean en une leaf drawing ft to the ground, while an equal number Welted (6 reticent, hold and fasten IL 0.00-0000.0.004>Clefee901:90000.0 YOUNG FOLKS 000000000000-00000 Three ships there he awaiting Betwixt tho SIM Anil sky, And one is Now, and one is Then, And one is byetudeity. The first litlie ship Is all for you - 11 s musts 1110 gold, its suits 1118 b1(10, And this is the eurgn it brings t Joyful days will) sunlight glowing, Nights when dreams like stars aro growit kg, Take 1110111, sweet, or they bo going, For they every oue 11080 wings, rho second ship ls all for me— A-salling on a misty sea And out across the twilight gray. What 11 brought of gift and blessing Would not stay for my caressing, \Vas too clear for my possessing, So it sails and sails away. Tho last ship, riding fair and high Upon the sea, is By -and -By. 0 wind, be kind and gently blow 1 Not, too swiftly hasten hither. When she turns, sweet, you'll go with her— Sailing, floating, hither, thither— Toward what port, I may not know. THE BIRTHDAY PlIESSNT. "There's a lot of 'em 1 Nineteen, twenty, twenty-one, twenty-two, (wen; ty—" dropping the only nickel they had upon the hiUIm pile of pennIes—eseven cents. My, what a lot I" And Tommy Thompson ran his hand under the coins and lot them tinkle back to the table through his opening fingers. "An awful lot," agreed little Benny, In a hushed voice, his eyes growing big and round at the immensity 01 11; "and we've been an awful long time saving It, since last Christmas. An' say, Tommy," with some perturbation in Ills voice at the audacity of his intention, "the next cent I get 1 ain't goin' to save. I'm gran' to buy candy," "So'm I," approved Tommy, prompt, ly; "I've been Mirada' so a long time. I'm just achin' for candy. But you know what this is for, Benny. To -morrow's ma's birthday, an' we 'greed to save every cent we got till the clay before, an' Shen buy the nicest an' biggest pre. sent we could. We'll go down to the store this °venire, after supper. les a lot more fun to buy by lectric light." "Hi 1 hi I there, Tommy Thompson and Benny 1 Hurry out there an' playS came a shrill voice through the win- dow; "we con% watt all day." "Iles sheepyard they're gob' to play," cried Benny. exct(eoly; "I forgot. to tell you. I lice sheepyard bettmen any game goin'. Come I" 13011 sprang to their feet and hurried- ly gathered up the coins. replacing them in a clumsily -made cloth bag which Tommy bad cut out and sewed himself. This Tommy slipped into his pocket. But as they rushed about the room in search of their caps and then sped. downstairs, Tommy failed to notice that he had not put it back into the sante pocket from which it had oome, but In- to a bole at the side of the pocket. After supper that night they stole quietly from the house and ran all the way to the store. And it was not until they had selected the present and Tom. my felt in his pocket for the money to pay for it that the loss was discovered. Then they looked at each other blankly. "Let me feel," suggested Benny, his lips quivering; "maybe 11's deep down or off to the one side, are you missed H." But even ,a thorough examination by all four hands failed to discover the little bag, and the boys turned away choke ingly. "Maybe you'll (Ind it somewhere," said the clerk, kindly. "Anyhow, VII hold the ribbon until to -morrow night." They were two very sober and slow- moving figures as they went back home and stole up to their room. Once inside they turned and faced each other hope- lessly. • "'Most six months' of savtn'," groaned Tommy; "an' of course we'll never find it." "An' all the candy wo might 'a' had I" sighed Benny. then, more hopefully, "Do you s'pose it we—we prayed for it, !Would come? You know what the teacher said Sunday." eyes," drearily, "but 'tain'L like this. Folks Mee got to work with the ,raayire. But we might try. There ain't no other way." They dropped upon their knees, and Tommy whispered, "0 Lord, please bring back ma's present 1" and Benny repeated fervently, "0 Lord, please bring back ma's present 1" Then they arose and began to undress for bed. Then—they both saw it at the sante time, lying right in the middle of the floor, whom it had ellOPed through the hole 1 But Tommy and Benny always declared that the prayer went out and found IL, and brought 11 back to them. Ten Minutes later they wore in the store paying the clerk for the ribbon. FALL COLOR COMBINATIONS. A new early fall combinatien is a - silk skirt with cloth jacket, reversing the order of the spring. A gray silk with blaok line in it Is Lopped off With a short loose jacket of gray cloth. In tills is a vest of gray suede, and the whole is hemmed with silver buttons. Just a totioh of the gray sill.(is added to the slakes. Of cuffs end dollars to Miler coats there is much to aa'. Some little odd effect is welted into nearly every vol. vet collar. The velvet often is laid on In the shape of a strap with oval ends. A large rano button is sot on the end both of the guff and collar, and dame - times a doth pied, In the same shape appears ender it This IS a favorite de. Vide of the tailor just now, and Onetime o little shaped place of broadcloth Set in the edge ot the collar to Ile out 011 the shoulders en inch or two in a Welted frill. 11•15 pressed flat, so that In .Spite of the seething unfitness it real- ty Iles' es smooth 05 the best Riling oot, lare 31