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THE SPENDERS ATeleel AeTtiri Gesmdke By HARRY LEON WILSON 9 m i Copyrighl bf Lothrop Publishing CsapM). f CHAPTKB XIII.--Cox-rnrunn. And so Mrs. Bines grew actually to feel an interest in the creature and his wretched affairs, and even fell Into the deplorable habit of saying: "I must come t> see you and your wife and Paul some pleasant day, Philippe,** and Philippe, being a man of the world, thought none the less of her for believing that ah* did not mean it. Yet it befell on an afternoon that Mrs. Bines found herself in a popu­ lous side-street, driving home from a visit to the rheumatic scrub-woman who had now to be supported by the papers her miserable offspring sold. Mrs. Bines had never seen so many children as flooded this street. She Wondered if an orphan asylum were la the neighborhood. And though the day was pleasantly warm, she de­ cided that there were about her at least a thousand cases of incipient ' pneumonia, for not one child in five had on a hat. They raged and dashed and rippled from curb to curb so that they might have made her think of a swift mountain torrent at the bot­ tom of a gloomy canyon, but that the worthy woman was too literal-Winded for such fancies. She only warned the man to drive slowly. And then by a street sign she saw that she was near the home of Philippe. It was three o'clock, and he would be resting from his work. The man found the number. The waves parted and piled themselves on either side in bushed wonder as she entered the hallway and searched for the name on the little cards un­ der the bells. She had never known the surname, and on two of the cards **Ph." appeared. She rang one of the bells, the door mysteriously opened with a repeated double click, and she 2>egan the toilsome climb. The waves <* children fell together behind her III turbulent play again. • " jAt the top she breathed a moment ' nnd then knocked at a door before her. A voice within called: "Entrez!" and Mrs. Bines opened tile door. It was the Uny kitchen of Philippe. Philippe, himself, in shirt-sleeves, sat in a chair tilted back close to the gas range, the Courier des Etats Unis in his hands and Paul on his lap. Celine ironed the bosom of a gentle­ man's white shirt on an ironing board nfpported by the backs of two chain. Hemmed in the corner by this board aflid by the gas range, seated at a table covered oy the oilcloth that simulates the marble of Italy's most famous quarry, sat, undoubtedly, Baron Ronault de Palliac. A steam­ ing plate of spaghetti a la Italien was before him, to his left a large bowl of salad, to his right a bottle of red wine. For a space of three seconds the entire party behaved as if it were toeing photographed under time-expo­ sure. Philippe and the baby stared, motionless. Celine stared, resting nq slight weight on the hot flat-iron; Baron Ronault de Palliac stared, his fork poised in mid-air and festooned with gay little streamers of spa­ ghetti. » Then came smoke, the smell of scorching linen, and a cry of horror from Celine. "Ah, Ja seule chemise blanche de Monsieur le Baron!" The spell was broken. Philippe 'was on his feet, bowing effusively. "Ah! it is Madame Bines. Je suis tres honore--I am very honored to welcome you, madame. It is madame, ma femme, Celine--and--Monsieur le Baron de Palliac--" Philippe had turned with evident distress toward the latter. But Fhilippe was only a waiter, and had not behind him the centuries of school­ ing that enable a gentleman to remain a gentleman under adverse condi­ tions. Baron Ronault de Palliac arose with «m ruffled aplomb and favored the caller with his stateliest bow. He -was at the moment a* graceful and silencing rebuke, to those who aver that manner and attire be interde­ pendent. t The baron's manner was Ideal, undiminished in volume, fault­ less as to decorative qualities. One fitted to savor its exquisite finish would scarce have noted that above his waist the noble gentleman was «lad in a single woolen undergarment 4>f revolutionary red. Or, if such a one had observed this trifling circumstance, he would, assur­ edly, have treated it as of no value to the moment; something to note, per- jfeaps, and then gracefully to forget. The baron's own behavior would have served as a model, pne swift clance had shown him there was no way . of instant retreat. That being impossible, none other was graceful; hence none other was to be consid­ ered. He permitted himself not even n glance at the shirt upon whose fair, defenseless bosom the iron of the •overcome Celine had burned its cruel brown imprimature. Mrs. Bines had greeted him as he would have wished, unconscious, apparently, that there ' could be cause for embarrassment. "Ah! madame," he said, handsome­ ly, "yon see me, I unfast with the fork, ^ou pee me here, I have envy of the simple life. I am content of to do it--comme ca--as that see you," waving in the direction of hiB unfinished repast. "AH that mag­ nificence of your grand hotel, there is not the why of it, the most big of the world, and suchly stupefying, with* its 'infernal rackit* as you say. And of more--what droll of idea, enough curious, by example! to dwell jrith the good Philippe and his femme amiable. Their hotel is of the most littles, but I rest here very volunteer- ly since longtime. Is It that one can to comprehend liking the vast hotel American?" 'Uoutorn le we have so much of the daiobMV* ventured Celine. "Monsieur le Baron wishes to re­ tire to his apartment," said Philippe, raising the ironing-board. "Will madame be so good as to enter our petit salon at the front, n'eat-ce-pasT" Hie baron stepped forth from his corner and bowed himself graciously out. . > "Madame, toy compliments--and to the adorable Mile. Bines! Au revoir, madame--to the soontime--avant peu --before little!" On the farther side of his closed door Baron Ronault de Palliac swore once. But the oath was one of the most awful that a Frenchman may utter in his native tongue: "Sacred Name of a Name!" "But the baron wasn't done eating," protested Mrs. Bines. "Ah, yes, madame!" replied Philippe. "Monsieur le Baron has consumed enough for now. Paul, mon enfant, ne touche pas la robe de madame! He is large, la he not, madame, as I have told yon? A. monster, yes?" Mrs. Bines, stooping, took the limp and wide-eyed Paul in her arms. Whereupon he began, to talk so fast to her in French that she set him quick- ly down again, with the slightly help­ less air of one who had picked up an innocent-looking clock only to. have the clanging alarm go suddenly off. "Madame will honor our little sa­ lon," urged Philippe, opening the door and bowing low. "Quel dommage!" sighed Celine, moving after them; "la seuel chemise blanche de Monsieur le Baron. Eh bien! il faut lui en acheter une autre!" At dinner that evening Mrs. Bines related her adventure, to the un­ feigned delight of her graceless son, anH to the somewhat troubled amase- ment of her daughter. "And, do you know," she ventured, "maybe he isn't a regular baron, after all!" "Oh, I guess he's a regular one all right," said Percival; "only perhaps he hasn't worked at it much lately." "But his sitting there eating in that --that shirt--" said his sister. "My dear young woman, even the nobility are prey to climatic rigors; they are obliged, like the wretched low-born such as ourselves, to wear-- pardon me--undergarments. Again, I understand from Mrs. Cadwallader here that the article In question Was satis­ factory and lit--red, I believe jrou say, Mrs. Terwilliger?" "Awful red!" replied his motherr- "and they call their parlor a aaloon." "And of necessity, even the noble have their moments of deshabille." "They needn't eat their lunch that way," declared his sister. "Is deshabille French Cor under­ clothes?" asked Mrs. Bines, struck by the word. "Partly," answered her son. "And the way that child of Philippe's jabbered French! It's wonderful how they can learn so young." "They begin early, you know," Per­ cival explained. "And as to our friend the baron, I'm ready to make book that sis doesn't see him again, except at a distance." Some time afterward he computed the round sum he might have won if any such bets had been made^for his sister's list of suitors, to adopt his own lucent phrase, was thereafter "shy a baron." j CHAPTER XIV. TBS SUMMER CAMPAIGN » \ ' • planned. Winter waned and spring charmed the land into blossom. The city-pent, as we have intimated, must take this season largely on faith. If one can find a patch of ground naked of stone or asphalt one may feel the heart of the earth beat But even now the shop windows are more inspiring. At least they copy the outer show. Ten- der-hued shirt-waists first push up their sprouts of arms through the win­ ter furs and woolens, quite as the first violets out in the woodland thrust themselves up through the brown car­ pet of leaves. Then every window be­ comes a summery glade of \awn, tulle and chiffon, more lavish ef tints, shades and combinations, indeed, than ever nature dared to be. Outside, where the unspoiled earth begins, the blossoms are clouding the trees with a mist of pink and white, and the city dweller knows it from the bloom and foliage of these same win­ dows. Then it is that the spring "get away" urge is felt by each prisoner, by those able' to obey it, and by those, alike, who must wear it down in the groomed and sophisticated wildness of the city parks. Ou a morning late in May Mrs. Bines and her daughter were at breakfast. "Isn't Percival coming?" asked his mother. "Everything will be cold." "Can't say," Psyche unswered. "I don't even know if he came in last night But don't worry about cold things. "Xou can't get them too cold for Perce at breakfast, nowadays. He takes a lot of ice water and a little something out of the decanter, and maybe some black coffee." "Yes, and I'm sure it's bad for him. He doesn't look a bit healthy and hasn't since he quit eating breakfast. He used to be such a hearty eater at breakfast, steaks and bacon and chops and eggs and waffles. It was a sight to see him eat; and since he's quit taking anything but that cold stuff he's lost his color and his eyes, don't look right. I know what he's got hold of--it's that 'no-breakfast' fad. I heard' about itfrom Mrs. Balldridge when we came here last fall. I never did believe In it, either." The object of her solicitude entered in dressing gown and slippers. "I'm just telling Psyche that this not breakfast fad is hurting your health, my son. Now do come and eat like you used to. Tou began to look bad as soon as you left off your breakfast. It's a silly fad, that's what it la. You can't,tell me!" The young man stared at his mother until he had mastered her meaning. Then he\put both hands to his head and turned to the sideboard as if to conceal his emotion. , "That's It," he said, as he busied himself with a tall glass and the cracked ice. "It's that 'no-breakfast* S0. I didn't think you knew fbout it, The fact to,** he continued, pouring o*r. a measure of brandy, and directing tht butler to open a bottle of soda, "we all eat too much. After a night ol sound sleep we awaken refreshed and buoyant, all our forces replenished; thirsty, of course, but not hungry"-* he sat down to the table rid placed both hands again to his head--"and we have no need of food. Yet such is the force of custom that we deaden ourselves for the day by tanking up "on coarse, loathsome stuff like bacon. Ugh! anyone would think, the way you two eat so early in the day, that you were a couple of cave-dwellers--the kind that always loaaed up when they had a chance, because it might be a week before they got another." He drained his glass an*t brightened visibly. 'Now, why not be reasonable?" he continued, pleadingly. "You know there is plenty of food. I have ob served it being brought into town in huge .wagon loads in the early morn­ ing on many occasions. Why do you want to eat it all at one sitting? No one's going to starve you. Why stupe fy yourselves when, by a little nervy self-denial, you can remain as fresh and bright and clear headed as I am at this moment? Why doesn't a firt make its own escape, Mrs. Carstep Jamwuddle?" "I don't believe you feel right, eith­ er. I just know you're got an awful headache right now. Do let the man give you a , nice piece of this steak." "Don't, I beg of you. Lady Ashmor- ton! The suggestion is extremely re­ pugnant to me. Besides, I'm behaving this way because I arose with the pure­ ly humorous fancy that my head was a fine large accordion, and that some meddler had drawn it oat too far. I'm sportively pretending that f can press it back Into shape. Now you and sis never get up with any such light poetic SOUNDING DEPTHS OF SEA. • • * . - • ' iii .1 i, GOVERNMENT HAS LEARNED .90- CRETS OF OCEAN BEIV J ever passed over, has been found and recorded by an infallible method. The ship was the United States steam collier Nero, and it was inciden­ tal to a thorough exploration of the Pacific for a transpacific cable that she picked up a few handfuls of the remotest bottom. 75 miles east-south­ east of the Island of Guam, six years ago. The spot was christened the "Nero Deep" and no sounding rod has ever gone further into any ocean. The depth was 5,269 fathoms, or only 66 feet less than six statute miles. The peak of the highest mountain on earth is not so tall. The work of the Nero probably never has been equaled by any other vessel surveying for a cable route. Incidental to the soundings the natur­ alist of the ship collected much ma­ terial relating to the character of the bottom, adding something to the great stock ef knowledge already ac­ quired. The Nero made soundings every ten miles over a zigzag course of 21,519.5 natuical miles. The ex­ ploration practically covered a sea "THAT'S'IT.1 •e-fte-^re ̂ •e^re'dre'freire l.e * m A e *.ei^eire^e-ire ̂ •-"••^•efre'fteiiVe^e-fre^e MAKE STEEL FROM SAND. i U ... ... - • • ' v . ~ .. ' I m : notion as that You know you don't-- don't attempt to deceive me." He glanced over the table with swift dis­ approval. "Strawberries, oatmeal, rolls, steak three inches thick, bacon, omelette-- oh, that I should live to see this day! It's disgraceful! And at your age-- before your own innocent woman- child; and leading her into the same excesses. Do you know what that breakfast Is? No; I'll tell you. That breakfast is No. 78 In that book of Mrs. Rorer's, and she expressly warns everybody that it can be eaten safely only by steeple-climbers, piano mov­ ers and sea captains. Really, Mrs. Wrangleberry, I blush for you." "I don't care how you go on. You ain't looked well for months." "But think of my great, big heart-- a heart like an ox"--he seemed on the verge of tears--"and to think that you, a woman I have never treated with anything but respect since we met in Honduras in the fall of '93---to think you should throw it up to my own face that I'm not beautiful. Others there are, thank God, who can look into a man's heart and prize him for what he is--not condemn him for his mere superficial blemishes." "And I just know you've got in with a fast set I met Mr. Milbrey yester­ day in the corridor--" "Did he tell you how> to make a lovely asparagus shortcake or some­ thing?" "He told me those men you go with so much are dreadful gamblers, and *|bat when you all went to Palm Beach last February you played 'poker for money night and day, and you told me you went for your health!" "Oh, he did did he? Well, I didn't get anything else. He's a dear .old soul, if you've got the copper handy. If that man was a woman he'd be a warm neighborhood gossip. He'd be the nice kind old lady that starts things, that's What Hoddy Milbrey would be." "And you aald yourself you played poker most of the time when you Went to Aiken on the car last month." "To be honest with you, ma, we did play poker. Say, they took It off of me so fast I could feel myself catch­ ing cold." "There, you see--and you really ought to wear ope of those chamois- skin chest protectors In this damp climate." "Well, we'll see. If I can find one tfca* an ace-full won't go through I'll snatch it so quick the man'll think he's being robbed. Now I'll join you ladles to the extent of some coffee, and then I want to know what you two would rather do this summer than." "Of course," said Psyche, "no on# stays in town in summer." "Exactly. And I've chartered a steam yacht as big as this hotel--all but--. But what I want to know la whether yon two care to bunk on it or whether you'd rather stay quietly at some place, Newport perhaps, and maybe take a cruise with me now and then." "Oh, that would be good fun. But here's ma getting so I can't do a thing with her, on amount of all those beg­ gars and horrid people down in the slums." Mrs. Bines looked guilty and feeuly deprecating. It was quite true that in her own way she had achieved a repu­ tation prodigality not inferior to that acquired by her children in ways of their own. ltq BE . 'v.*. *3 "Ai,,. .... Wonderful Apparatus by Which a Depth ef Six Miles Has Been Un- " ^•Seared by the Prying Eyes #f " the Scientist. . ^ The oceanographer knows the floor of the sea to-day almost as thorough­ ly as the georgrapher knows the con­ figuration of the land, but not more than 35 years ago it was believed by even some men of science that there were places in the ocean abyss that were fathomless. Navigators a few years ago solemnly assured credulous landlubbers that they knew the loca­ tion of certain holes that never couM be sounded, because they were bottom­ less. c There are tremendous deeps, but the greatest that a ship properly equipped with sounding apparatus bas jovnoitu; aeo s* PtrmcHfo rmutmmt* territory !# miles wide ahd 8,000 mile* long, and for thorougness has never been excelled. The pressure at six miles below the surface is about five tons to the square inch, which the tissues of the deep sea animals are formed to resist Some of them are so soft that they dis­ integrate when they are hauled into the afr. All come up dead. The sud­ den and enormous decrease of the pressure as they ascend and the im­ mersion in a temperature of 80 de­ grees from a temperature of 35 de­ grees is enough to destroy any sort of animal life. The first accurate knowledge of deep sea conditions and life was ob­ tained by the experts of the famous Challenger expedition around the world, beginning^ in 1872 and lasting about four year*. Even the Chal­ lenger, which sounded great depths and brought up many new animals and specimens from the ocean floor, used the old-fashioned and unreliable rope sounding apparatus. Sir Wllllarii Thomson, who devised the machine for sounding with piauo wire; had one put aboard the Challenger, but the British conservatism of the explorers made them stick to the rope which served them well rather than experi­ ment with new fangled things. , So Sir William's device was consigned to the Storeroom. > The United States navy and eoast survey profited by Sir William's inven­ tion, however. It was only a few months after the Challenger expedi­ tion had started that Capt. 'George E. Belknap, of the navy, in the steamer Tuscarora, fitted up for sounding for a submarine cable from California to Japan, took one of the wire machines along. He used it by attaching the wire , to his own improved apparatus. It is Capt. Belknap's sounding ma­ chine, perfected by then Lieutenant Commander C. D. Slgsbee, that is now in use on the most famous and complete of all sea searching vessels, the Albatross .of the United States fish commission. This machine is here illustrated. The globular part is the sinker or shot, which is detached by the impact of the rod running through it against the bottom or by the slacking of the sounding wire. The weight of the shot; Including the thermometer, is about 70 pounds. When the project­ ing bottom of the rod Is forced by the weight of the shot into the sea floor it lifts a valve and Alls the cylinder with specimen soil. The shot is detached • automatically. When the rod begins to ascend the valves are closed and the contents of the rod are protected from wash. PARTY the ribbons, ft will make a pretty e«# terpiece. When the feast Is over, explains ths Chicago .Daily News, set the children to guessing how many seeds are in the pumpkin. When all have guessed^ tell each to lake hold of one of th#h She Enchanted Pumpkin" and Hew •It Can Be Made to Entertain Royally. When you,** little brother or sister has a birthday party and you want a novelty as a centerpiece for the tea- table, try the "Enchanted Pumpkin" and see what fun it will make for the guests. f It ought to be a prize pumpkin ai a big one. Scoop out all the inside; that will do well enough to make pies out of for grown-up people on days that are not' birthdays. Then stuff it full of toys tied up in mysterious- looking bundles. To each package tie a bright rib­ bon, letting the loose ends fall out over the sides of the pumpkin. Then carefully replace the cap or stem part, which you cut-off, so that it will look as if it were still whole, and place it on your tea table. Surrounded by ferns and colored autumn leaves, and decorated with the drooping ends of PUIXING OF THE RIBBONS. ribbons, and when you'say "Three!* they must pull on the ribbons and ip; . that way they will find out how man£ •.•1 • ' see-is are in the pumpkin. • "'f - Of course, each little guest securfifc i a pretty gift. M i l « n f \ f k I I I I • r n . A DAUGHTER'S REWARD. Priae Story Written by Edith Lash- brooke, a Fourteen-Year-Old Detroit Cttrl. = ;• The sun was ju^t appearing above the trees, revealing a small brown cottage, situated several rods back from the road. A young girl of about 13 summers tripped lightly down the path, carrying two tin pails which glistened as the aun shone upon them. Every morning, very early, Mildred Greene went to a creek a few fields off to bring water for the day. For many years her mother had been a wtdow, but, with the help of Bill, a trusty. farm hand, had been able to keep the farm in shape and to make a fair living. As Mildred walked on, she heaved « sigh and said to herself: "I won- "How much money is needed fe* cover expenses?" he asked. ^Twenty-five dollars will covets ev^thing. But remember, mamma is to be kept without knowledge aflr to this plan," and, saying this, aba skipped off to the house where ah* found her mother making butter. For nearly six weeks she worked; and by that time had saved the sum of $23. There were two more to get. But where? She arose early one morning and walked into the barnyard to hunt eggs. She found a new nest which contained several, and after a short hunt she found some others, which altogether made three dozen. These she sold to a neigh­ boring farmer, and, after telling. Bill of her success, she at once ran to the farm grocery, a mile distant, and received in exchange for all her monff | five five-dollar bills. After reachiaj( BLACK SOIL OF PACIFIC COAST ,TO YIELD WEALTH. By "a New Electrleal Process Is Ex­ pected That a New Industry Will Soon Be Eatabliahed. •- The. Pacific coaat has'no ore mines, but what may prove more productive, it has a black sand which'promises to yield a good grade of steel, and in­ stead of the blast furnaces of the east. It is expected that electrical fur­ naces will soon be devouring the black sands greedily, and will be pouring forth a stream of steel ingots. "Within four months We will be making steel on the Pacific coast, the first time that steel has ever been pro­ duced there in commercial qualities." So spake C. E. Wilson, who was the electrical expert at the Lewis and Clark exposition at Portland, and who liad charge of the electrical smelting operations conducted by the govern­ ment there. "We Will make our steel on the Pa­ cific coast from iron contained in the black sands," Mr. Wilson went on to say, "and instead of the blast furnace that is used in the east, we will use the electrical furnace. There Is enough 4ron in the black sands of the pacific co&st to supply the needs of the world in the shape of steel for generations to come. That it has never been utilized before is simply because no way of separating the Iron from the sands had ever been devised." The ingenuity of a Chicago man, Thomas J. Lovett, is said to have solved the problem of how to do this, and the Lovett separator it is expected to readily obtain the Iron. The Lovett separator, it is claimed, will handle the sands either wet or dry, and, in faet, will do better work when they jure wet than when they are dry. All over the Pacific coast these sands abound, and many of them carry iron ranging from 500 to 700 pounds to the ton. This iron, when separated from the sands, is of the highest grade. It is very fine, being carried down in the beds of the rivers by erosion, and is absolutely free from sulphur. Because of its fineness, this iron eannot be smelted In the ordinary blast furnace. It would be blown out when the blast was put on. With the electrical furnace, howefer, this dif­ ficulty is overcome. But it is said that the Lovett sep­ arator is not alone for the recovery of Iron, but for the recovery of the gctld and other valuable minerals with which all the black sands of the Pa clfic coast abound. For years and years it has been the object and the ceaseless effort of the miner to get rid of this iron in the sand. The miner called it the "thief," because it robbed him. of the precious metal that he was seeking to recover. As he would run the gold bearing sand over his sluice the iron in the sand would drop down and choke up the riffles. Consequent­ ly the gold, which is very fine and is known as flour gold, would run off with the water. By running these sands through the Lovett separator the iron is pulled out of the sand by powerful magnets. Then the sand is ready for the placer miner operation, and, being freed from the magnetite or iron, the gold Is read­ ily concentrated, as well as any other precious mineral that the sands may contain. *fhe United States govern*, ment has for some years been con­ ducting a series of experiments wltbt the black sands of the Pacific coast,' but the object of these experiments was Bolely to see if they did not con*' tain platinum In greater or less quan­ tities. The supply of platinum jn the world is extremely limited, and main-" ly comes from Russia, and at the out-> break of the Rusaian and Japanese war this supply was seriously threat­ ened. A few years ago congress voted an appropriation of $50,000 to the United States geological survey, and the in* First Steel Ingot From the Electrio Furnace. vestlgatlons of this body found that the black sands did contain platinum, but also found that in many cases they carried gold values ranging as high as $600 and $700 to the ton. Only a small proportion of this*value, how­ ever, could ever be recovered, because of the presence of iron in such large quantities. ANNIVERSARIES IN THE HOME. Little Celebrations That Mean Much in Fostering Sentiment The happiest households are those that do not let die out the sentiment connected with various anniversaries. Although ^ift-giving or recognition of such events in a suitable way may be out of the question owing to the straitened circumstances of those "within the gates," there can yet be a little air of festivity when mother's or father's birthday comes round, or some wedding anniversary Is to be cel­ ebrated, says the Indianapolis News. An extra dish, a little bunch of flow­ ers, or some special music prepared for the occasion, will show the kindly spirit and the loving remembrance that count far more than the money value of any gift. As the children grow up, if these festivals are encour­ aged, they will have much to look for­ ward to and much more to remember in the years to come when they go out to do battle with the world and find that sentiment is crushed under foot and affection is regarded only as a side-issue. „ it"'*. * r ss SHE FOUND THE NEST WHICH CONTAINED SKVtotAL. der if there is not some way in which I could manage to have mamma go away for a vacation. It is now near­ ly 14 years since she bad seen her brother." She walked on, until she reached the creek, where she sat down on a large stone and again began musijig. At last she came upon an idea which exactly suited her, and she exclaimed: "I have it! I have it! By raising and selling potatoes, onions and various other farm products I will soon get enough money." The pails were now filled and by walking quickly Mildred soon reached home. Breakfast was awaiting her and, after partaking of it, she went about her daily duties. Immediately after finishing her work, she hunted up Bill and told him Df her idea. He at once became in­ terested and offered to help ber in her undertaking. KNOWING THE BIRDS. > Pleasant Study for the Summer Tims in Learning Their Habits and Songs. home, she placed them mother's supper plate. A look of surprise stole over the mother's face, and the evening that followed was indeed a happy one. After two days' preparation, M% dred's mother set out an unexpected trip. Her brother was overjoyed at seeing the sister whom he had not seen for so many years. On hearing of the circumstances and of the thoughtfuiness of his niece, he at onoe decided to send for her. . * The next train that left a certain little tillage carried with It a ter^ happy girl. Mildred arrived safelf at her destination and was met at the depot by her uncle. All that winter she remained In the city and attended school. Many otheiT rewards were bestowed upon her, anil all on account of her thought?ul»x ness and unselfish ways.--Detroit Fran Press. Insomnia Cure. An excellent way to cure inaomnia is to bandage the eyes with a hand kerchief before retiring. The com­ press seems to drive away the blood from the eyes and so cure, or at least temporarily relieve, that feeling so often experienced by sufferers from sleeplessness, of trying to see *u the dark How grand is the hawk or the eagle sailing far away in the blue sky! And bow beautiful are Bong birds, each in Its favorite position to sing, the song sparrow with head thrown back, the bobolink sailing down to the grass with raised wings! Those who have spent much time in watching birds In the field know how differently the various birds perch, fly, run, climb or feed. The warblers catch flies, but they do not do it in such an interest­ ing way as do the true fly catchers. We come to know a bird by the flight or walk, says St. Nicholas, just as we know other friends by their gai$> or even by the sound of the.r tr*>ad. in Bight, the wings of many different birds make peculiar sounds whereby we may know the birds even if they themselves are out of sight. It is not at all necessary to get close enougn to a bird to see its exact color, or the shape of Its bill and feet; for its movements and outlines can be seen at a greater distance; and so we may know the bird even though it should fly away, as birds often do as soon as we try to stalk them Hi a nearer view. .• , MERELY POSTPONEMENT. He--if an old millionaire verge of the grave wanted to marni you, would you throw me over? §he--Not necessarily. Still, jo|| might have to wait a year or two. >• '» Very Likely. M a couple of thousand behted,* remarked the rattlesnake, after th* poker game. " 1>.' "I suppose it's because you rattle .-'Ji easily." snickered the pnttrte dog.- Philadelphia Frees. ' * v