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,_â€"_-=‘____.â€"â€"â€"â€"-â€"â€"â€"â€"-â€"â€"â€"â€" l I YOUNG FOLK. An Invitation- “Open vour mouth and shut your eyes _ 7 And l'll give you something to make you Wise. I If you were a little I-quuimaux, Born in a land of ice and snow. You'd like the greasiest kind of fish, And think bear's meat n dainty dish. 01' if you lived in a Chinese house Perhaps you‘d choose a good fat mouse. Ants.‘ eggs are a treat to the Siamese. And some folks like the livers of geese, Some. I've heard. eat snails on toast “'hilc others feast on a grasshopper I‘Oflet. In Burmah. people take much uride In serving locusts stuffed and ried. But “open vour mouth and shut your eyes" I For none of these daintics shall make you wise. Here's something that grows where the robins tune. Ripcning under the skies ofJuneâ€" Something that's red and spicy and sweet “’ith a dash of sour to make it complete. It sits on a mat so soft and green Tis fit for the fingers: of king or queen. My mouth is watering just for a taste As I dip it in sugarâ€"so now make haste To “open your mouth and shut your eyes _ ” .And I ll give you something to make you wxse. WELLINGTON. The Story of tlie lleroisni ofa Timid Boy. One October morning Judith Haskell stood by the gate at the top of the lane which led from her father’s house to the highway, wait‘ing. Judith was a straight and supple girl, tall for her fourteen years. Her black hair hung in two long, thick braids over her scarlet jacket, reaching to her waist. She had thin features and a dark com lexion, but her bright black eyes and red ips made her face rather attractive. There was something about Judith’s move- ments and outlines that suggested the In. (lian ; and indeed her father was proud of the fact that one of his far-away ancestors had been the son of an Indian chief. Judith was waiting for \Vellington Bailey, a neighbor boy, who always walked with her through the Lane woods on the way to the village- academy. \Vellington was about a. year younger than herself. He had been a city boy, but boarded at the house of a farm- er cousin who lived not far from Judith’s home. He had been a pale, delicate boy when he came to the farm, two years before; but country life had made him well and ac- tive, though he was hardly as strong as the other countr boys, and Judith, only a year older, was In 1 half a head taller. Judith and Vellington were the only aca- dem pu ils who lived beyond the Lane wow 3. The Haskell and Bailey farms were off a sunny 11 land about a mile and a half from the vi lage. Neither of the young folks minded the walk in leasant weather, nor was Judith at all afrait to go through the woods alone ; but for the sake of companion- ship she waited for Wellington, and the children were generally excellent friends. Presently Judith saw \Vellington coming, hurrying across the timber lot. Wellington was quite out of breath when he came within speaking distance. “\Vhat made you so late, “'ellington ‘3” Judith asked. “I began to think you wasn’t coming and I was going on alone.” “I’ve been chasing the cows along with CousinDavh ,” \Vellington answered. “They all broke loose this morning, and it took about an hour to get. them together. We had ’to rim over the whole lot in the hol- lo “And got your feet wet and had to change your shoes and stockings, I suppose,” said Judith, sarcastically. I “Yes,” answered \Vellin rton, stoutly, though he colored a little. “ wasn’t going all day with wet feet. I don’t like it.’ “' ‘he other boys wouldn’t mind it much,” Judith remarked. “\Yell, I do,” said \Vellington. They had about half a mile to walk be- fi'I‘J the road dipped down into the Lane woods. “How dry the woods look and how dusty the road is for this time of the year,” Judith remarked. “ Yes,” said \Vcllington. “ Cousin David says if the Fall rains don’t set in pretty soon there will be dancer of fires.” “ Oh, \Vellington, see what a handsome flower that is,” cried Judith, pointing to a bright red bIOSsom springing from the side of the steep bluff. “ Climb down and get it for me, will you ‘3 I want to take it to school.” “ It’s pretty steep down there,”said Wel- lington, doubtfully, looking over the bluff. “ Oh ! If you’re afraid"â€"Judith began. “ I shouldn't be afraid if there was any needIof my going down,” said \Vellington. “ lut”- Before he could iinish the sentence Judith had sprung down over the edge of the cliff, and, catching hold of the bushes to steady her weight, was deftly climbing towards the flower. She picked it and climbed nimth I back to the highway, fastening the flower in her belt with a smile. “ I wonder how your folks happened to mum, you “ cumgum 1: v She smd, a 1mm, pice which iose almostperpendiculaily mote later, as they were voing throu vh the wood. “ I don‘t know. bProbably t cy liked the name. \Vhy, what is there strange about it '1" asked Wellington. “ Oh, \Velliugtoii was a great eneral, you knowâ€"a very brave man," said udith, pro- vokiiigly. “Somehow the name doesn't seem to suit you verv well. \Vellingtou flushed with resentment. “I know what you mean, Judith Haskell," said i he. “and you ought to be ashamed of your- -, self. Just because I don‘t wish to splale through the mud and get as dirty as a pig q and won’t break my neck for nothing but5 flowers you've no business to say I'm a cow~ I ard.” “I didn't say so," returted Judith. "\Ycll, you came pretty near it. You ‘ might as well have said it. You're always hinting such things because I won't do fool- , isli tricks that there's no use in. lliit Idon't , care." I "I should think you'd want to be more ducky," said Judith. “Buys ought to be; brave. My brothers weren't afraid of any-: thing when they were as old us you (\l‘t‘, and ' they“ be ashamed to care for a little dirt or ’ hurt." "Maybe you think I want to be as rough as they are. but I don't," rctorted Wellin n ton. "I'm glad I wasn't brought up that ; way. My father is a gentleman, and I'd l rather be a white man than an Indian." This was the. beginning of the tiist serious quarrel that had ever occurred between the two. Judith was provoking and both were angry. ' A sshml-girl friend was to go home with Judith to spend the night. and when “school was out \Vellington started quickly along} the mad without waiting for the girls. as he : would usually have done. Judith purposely E ; little while a lull in the roar of the fire told mess, and Judith’s usual self-possession was I and helped us,” she said treinulously. kept back, and “'cllingtc-n .. of sight in the woods before the two gn'ls started on a leisurely walk from the school-house. The sun was still warm as “'ellington ran 7, towards the woods. the Suinmerheat having ' lingered Well into October, and he teak otf: his hat to cool his head as he plunged into the :Ilii'lO‘Nfi. Half way through the Wood Wellington sat dowi upon a l-eech log to rest. A fresh ' breeZe struck his face as he climbed up out of i the trees’ shadow. It was singular that the woods, usually cool and refreshing, should‘, be so warm and oppressive on this Octobei" day. He turned as he reached the hill sum. I mit, above the tree line, and looked around I over the hill tops and across the valley. ! And then he saw something which startled nim. , It wasa line of fire. Beginning at thel edge of a cleared spot in the midst of the I Lane woods it was spreading across the l strip and sweeping steadily and surely straight towards the road that led down I the hill and across the hollowâ€"the highway I where Judith and Ellen were no doubt t leisurely walkinvv. - I “They won't see the fireâ€" the woods are so thick on that sideâ€"they won‘t know I where the heat comes from till it is right ' upon them,” thought \Yellington. He slipped his book-strap from his shoul- der, pulled off his jacket and laid it care- fully with his books beside the highway. And then, without a moment's liesitiation, he dashed down the hill straight into the . btirning wood. ' The fire was making greater headway- among the dry pines on the hillside than on I the lower ground. Already he could hear them crackling behind him. Escape to the upland by the road would soon be cut off. But he had no thought of turning back. The boy who disliked to wet his feet, the boy whom his schoolmates had called a dandy, kept on straight towards the heart of the flaming woodland. “The girls must have come so far that they can’t get back to the village,” he re- flected as he ran. “\Ve shall have to strike off from the road and run through the woods ahead of the fire round the foot of the bluff to the ravine.” The air was like a furnace when the chil- dren met, midway of the woodland strip. Judith and Ellen were hurrying along, frightened and panting, the perspiration streaming down their flushed faces. “Oh, \Vcllington l” cried Judith. “Are the woods on fire? \Vhich way is it com- in l” g‘From the east,” said \Vellington. I could see it from the hill. \Ve can’t get away from it by the road, either way. It must be almost here. \Ve must run for the gully.” ' _ \Vhile he spoke a. streak of flame shot into view between the trees. Catching a hand of each girl, \Vellington darted with them into the wood, and for a few minutes they left the sight and sound of the fire behind them. Judith was tall and nimble. Ellen was little and lithe. But only by the help of the fleet-footed boy who led them could they have kept tip that swift flight through the woods. Thorns tore their clothes, brush scratched their faces, they stumbled over logs and rocks, but never stopped, for soon the roaring fire was heard behind them, the scorching air from the burning trees swept their faces. Now a swift flame flashed past and caught at a limb overhead. Burning leaves fluttered to the ground. A shower of sparks drove throu 'h the air. \Vcllington caught a burning f0 (1 of Ellen’s dress and crushed out the fire with his hands. On and on they hurried. The air grew hotter and hotter, the flames drew nearer. Then a little patch of open ground gave them a moment’s relief. They stopped to catch their breath, and then struggled on. They must hurry through the trees beyond and round the bluff before the fire could dart around the glade. Blinded by smoke, half fainting with the beat, they pass through the last thicket,‘ gained the bluff where that arm of the wood ended, and, trembl- ing with exhaustion, entered its sheltering shadow. They could hear the fire still roar- ing through the wood as they crouched by the rock and bathed their blistercd hands and faces in the brook that crept through the gully. The steep wall of earth and rock was a barrier of safety, and the fire could come no further. \Vhen the cold water had a little allayed the ain of their smarting eyes and scorched ham 5 and faces the children began to make their way slowly between the brook and the foot of the bluff ona line with the highway at the top. They could not go back through the ficrv path of the wood, though after a that the flames had spent their fury at the ravine, having nothing more to feed upon. Yet for hours there must be dense smoke and heat- along the hillside and hollow, where the woods had burned, and the ground would be a pathway of hot coals. So they crept along as bestthey could by the preci- thau two hundred feet above them. Limp- ing, tired and blistered, Ellen could not keep back the tears of suffering and weari- all gone. “\Ye never could have got out of the woods, Wellington, if you hadn‘t come back “But how are we voing to get home '1” \Vellington‘s hands were smarting, and his-face was pale with pain, but he answer- ed bravely: “I shall have to climb the bluff, and call the folks to help you and Ellen up." “But you can't. \Vellington, can you '3" returned Judith in a tone that wasâ€"for her~strangely gentle and timid. hiin and steep." “I think so," said \\'ellington. “Any way I can try. \Yc can't stay down here. Besides, the folks don't know where we are, and they’ll be dreadfully frightened when they know about the tire. “It is sol another shrub and patiently resumed th: . 3508!“. About half way up the bluff a ledge pro- jected for afoot or more. and when his feet a lodging place-on a bit of rock. be grasped l AVWAE rI'O SFBQUB _ DOGS. Rendered flormlesfi;in,_the Pmence era Pnngcht Odor. Home Life in lfianascus. 5’ As sunset draws near one of the div 1cm gets up and lays her work in its pill . . id V . p * . bush-s herself with the remainder of the pre- A gentlem‘m Who I”: had “ 53°01 deal 0‘ . partitions ferdiiuier. The kclva, which have rested se ‘urelv on t i' ~ \Yellin"u 5 ll . - ~ ~ . ,m ‘ {cw‘xmmx38 toll-:1 and tin?“ experience in the‘iuanagement of dogs says alremh. 1,99,, put, m, we skewem‘ um mm. ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ s‘ ‘ ‘ ‘ ' that the most vicious brute can be speedily full)- imflcd on 3 C19,“. fire. 0,. the sww is The hardest, most dangerous part of the climbing was to come. to the face of the bluff. crawl slowly. try every Object” mos“ “rerun-V “more unsung I that few persons couldfapproaeh. It was in his hold to it, and avoid looking deivn. The temptation to measure the distance which he had climbed with that still to be covered was almost irresistible, but he knew that to keep his head steady and free from dizzi- ness he must not glance downward for an instant. How anxiously the girls watched the climbing boy, forgetting the pain oftheir y. .«v,,' "13'; ' - ' e““‘="h"= 1=h151a pungent odor like ammonia . e tells turned over to see if the meat is tender and the gravy is icduccd to its pmpcr consistency and \ uantity. A feu' dro sof lemon juice _ _ _ , ‘ _ are a wuvs added to both t iesc dishes. \Yitli a little town in Ontario. lhe convcmitlm! the letth- is geiicrallv an llCCOIllplulllllt‘lit of bowl-.3 0‘} the Subl“Ct of dogs- the brow?!“ rice cooked iii clarificd butter and boiling “f the “‘3 “New .11? “'“S SWPP‘HS lm‘lf‘ 1 water. The evening meal passes Cllt‘cl‘lIY‘. “user that 11‘s “an“ “(mm {‘0‘ I‘m 1‘13 and is taken in tlieilcwan, or room with Mic hands “P0” 3 dog 01131119“ “P 1“ ' the I‘Mk side open to the court, which is now a merry Fard- _ , _ . U scene. \York and household cares are appar- ” An “Sm 531d “"3 "15"”, I‘m as a "m" entlv forgotten. The meal over, the nar- conquercd by any powerful odor, caiecially how he once won .i wager on handling a do ' e b . A ‘1 ' J - d H‘ v ‘ . .tet of precaution 101 the. protetdon of in} sheep,- k.amfuny Propumd for man“. “m1 burns in their terrified suspense Sometimes ~ - . . - - - ~ . c . f. .. , . ‘â€" . . . him“: I “‘11 8° “P 54”” “ml 1"“ 0“ a 1*“ mother, and a tiny Illljilll ofcotfee handed to they covered their faces with their hands to shut out the sight as he hung by the slightâ€" of gloves." _ I " each of them re iavations are made for the. “I put on a pair of old buckskin gloves, ' p I crowning pleasure and relaxation of the day. 1 says the Semlcm‘ub i“ mnh‘é‘ the “0‘33 which is nothing t'iS" than the favorite stroll z, ve‘s and anal 1i 55 as. h: 1.1;}! .m t “few “and Si-til'ated the “Shilmnd “'“h “""nmlm- bv theriverside: Close to lhib 'l‘ooma (Gate 3 i p p i i i i p r M v ' “.9 the“ “I‘m out 10 the (105'- mm at my ' of Thomas) is the part of the river called tl1c along up and up, over the perilous steep. ;\ow a few feet only remained between him and tile top of the cliff. At last his hand grasped the railing, he drew himself carefully over the edge, waved his hand backAto the girls be- low and disappeared. Twilight was settling down) upon the ravine when' the girls finally heard voices calling to them over the precipice. All the neighbors of the upland, it seemed to them, were look- ing down the cliffside. They were tying and testing coils of ropes and then a structure of long line came dangling downward to the ravine. Stoutly spliced together, all the rope in the neighborhood had been long, adjusted into a sort of harness, with strong cords attached, to draw the girls up the cliff. Judith helped adjust the lines about Ellen’s arms and waist, and watched her, partly climbing, partly drawn up the steep. Then the harness came swingin rback. In the fast gathering darkness Judith asten- ed the ropes upon herself and made the trip, and the girls were quickly carried home by the anxious and sympathizing friends. It was several days before Judith took the path to school again down the blackened hillside and through the woods whose Autumn beauty the fire had blight-ed. It was weeks, even,before \Vellington was seen again in his seat at school. One of his blister- ed hands, lacerated by climbing the cliff, was carried in a sling. The boy still went around muddy places, brushed his hair and blackened his shoes carefully, was as averse as ever to wet feet or soiled clothes ; but none of his schoolmates ever again thought or spoke of \\ ellington Bailey asa dandy or a coward. _â€"â€"â€".â€"â€"â€"â€"â€" Golden Thoughts For Eveiy Day. Mondayâ€"- The least- of loving is in having, dear; To-morrow, you will wake in weariness. Shudering away in heart-sickness and fear-â€" Ah, woe! from hands that now you‘d kneel to press. Y_ u’ll wake to your dream-life fulfilled, aghast. \\ ould Gotli‘tlns dream, as other dreams, had passe. . The least of loving is in having. Light Night a firefly; quench the flame that Fromgthirst for the Exhaustless, Infinite, \Vith the small dewdrop in the heart of a rose, The best of loving will be having-nevcr, 'I‘ill having All, you're sure of it Forever! â€"â€"Ka(hcrine Eleanor Conway. Tuesdayâ€"“Bless them that curse you.’ Some courtiers reproached the Emperor Sigismund, that instead of destroying his conquered foes, he admitted them to favor, “Do I not,” replied the illustrious monarch, “effectually destroy my enemies when I make them my friends?” Alexander the Great, being asked how he had been able, at so early an age and in so short a period to conquer such vast regions and establish so great a name, replied: “I used my ene- mies so well that I compelled them to be my friends; and I treat-ed my friends with such constant regard that they became unalterably attached to me.” \Vednesdayâ€" Two things love can do, Only two ; Can distrust. or can believe ; It can die, or it can live : There is no syncope Possible to love or me. Go your ways! Two things you can do. (lnly two : Be the thing you used to be, ()r be nothing more to me. I can but Joy or grieve, _ Can no more than die or live. 69 your ways! â€"E'li:abeth Stuart Phelps. Thursdayâ€"Progress is to be measured, not so much by the space traversed in a given time, as by the amount of resistance over- come. The sailing qualities of a vessel are better tested by a stormy voyage than by a swifter sail over smooth seas. So by Divine estimate we may be making better time when we are climbing the up rrade than when we are on the dead level. 'I he dangers and difficulties, the trials and temptations we encounter on our way are but the needed discipline to test our Christian character. Fridayâ€"â€" If trampled rrass gives perfume ; if the bowl Must be wcl broken ere the wine can flow; From the abysses of this storm tossed soul, From this. my destiny's last. mortal'blow ; From sobs and .~'_l hs and agonics of tears, From tortured li e. and ha ipiness forebornc, The utter ruin of my yout i's lost years, And from the bitter prcscnt's strife forlorn, The future's terror and thc past's dispair. And fli‘Oll'l this crushed and grief-wrung heart I ( are To call on thee. God ! _I.et others bring Their love. obedience. faith as offering. 1 la_\' tn): sorrows prostrate at Thy feet, Albpitymg God! to Thee crushed flowers are sweet. ~13" Bluyrlcn. Saturdayâ€"You complain that the enter- prise ot the newspaper sometimes is carried to the extreme of violating the rights of private Life, and the sacred Secrecy of the. jury room, of opening some social and relig- ions scandal. Sometimes the glaring stin- liglit distresses our sensitive eyes. llut for all that it still remains that air and light They had reached the tar: of the blutffiu'o the grind <ll<llll('.‘lllllii: it is the dark where, in the morning Jui itli had steppcd‘ places that are filled with the habitatioiis: of over the sloping edge at the top and picked cl‘klr‘lty'.~l)1'. ll'tig’amz'. Illt‘ red flower. up the steep sidc. “ t is as good a place as any." said \Yelb ington. “There are some bushes here that She now looked fearfully ____._.._______. A Double Event. Mrs. Moriarin â€"â€" " Sure. it's just her I can catch hold of. in places, and it is no I luck ! Did }"-'U 1W” 0" 153‘». W'W, Tim '1" steeper than the rest. He carefully began to climb. Bits of jutting rock now and then gave him a little foothold. Sometimes a branch of a shrub or bach root proved strong enough for him to trust for a hold. Foot by foot, yard by yard, he drew himself slowly up the steep side. He was thirty feet above the ground when a branch to which he was clinging pulled lese and he began sliding Inckward. Only for a few feet, however, his foot found 'I'imâ€"" \Yhat is it. mother? Mrs. .\I.â€"â€"“ “ha: is i'.‘: Fair-z, Mrs. Brannigan got five t'ousand fram the road for her b‘y‘s leg. Ah, thin, it's the fine airs she'll be puttiu' I. u now." “ Nivir mind. mother; we'll bate that. begor. I’ll get the two taken affaud that'll Lil-till thousind." Mrs. hLâ€"“ lllessiii's on yer, darlint. It's f Chum w)“ Mmmnufliam .m. w 1 always the good b y you was to help your l I pt or ozild mother." l . . . . g X er ham ino show : - pounds when it left the storehouse, and no-I I ‘ fact is I am out of politics just now. ’ “Pl”onCh he fumed from 1‘15 kmm'fl “"11 Soofaniyeh, and further on, about a quarter 0P9“ ‘lloulh- AS 500“, as he ’0‘ “1‘1"” ofan hour‘s distance, is another part called reach I thrust out my right ham. Instead the Hudmshmivch. These are {twmite of biting it he turned tail and ran back into spom The 1m [9,. is the preniest ; 1,“, the his kennel. Then I went to the kennel, former, owing to its newness m we City and, Pmmlg_“}y hand "‘SIdev wade 1m“ gates, is the chosen resort of those who are come out “8311" The seem” M t ‘9' “miter attended by wife and children. The gath- - , ! - .' .' ' . . . . . - 15. flint 0- }dog Cam I bite ;‘ “‘9‘” d1" (“fullg 1‘“ erings of fainin Circles in this place are iii- his reat I, an( , as to ( oes so, ie 111 la LS mmwmme and mdcscribnble‘ thalangglfmil’fxlntlh Pg}:“‘lfiirfmfii:still": I shall never forget the scene which pre- M“ 5 $38“ g 1 mi "‘1‘: Y if) q bllmbl sented itself on oiieot these occasions when I Pro “mm 3 - ~°me ‘ 085 m“) c r“ ‘ “0‘ acceded to the wishes of some friends and -’ ’l . . ‘ “' 1t C°1°gne' accompanied them to the Soofaniyeh. lunch _â€"â€"â€"â€"â€"oâ€"â€"â€"-â€" ‘ funiin group sat together and apart. from A Tme-Bred Man of Sussex, the rest, and yet they \verc so close together A sketch of the 818‘“ chi‘mctel‘ coum that it was impoSsiblc to count them or to not pretend to completeness in the smallest 59.0 “.1”; the): “Tr” “lung "llâ€"’lhe ‘mm.°" sense if the question of humor were entirely “ “.11 the” “1”” com“! mi huge 9mm“ “"15, left out The South Simon i: as might be which only allowed their faces and hands to I a . 4 L.' ’ - .0 c . ‘ . expected, heavy in this as in all else. There he ie‘en’ the men’ “ “.11 31"?" long pm.” m is nothing keen or delicate about his pep then mouths, and their Julius, or long Jack- ception of the ludicrous . nor is there on ets, thrown carelessly on their shoulders: Y I the other hand, much that is m'lmmred. the sellers of roasted nuts. almonds and Take the following illustratmm It is a melon seeds calling out their waresitho ven- tme story, told me by a clergyman as hm,‘ der of coffee, who has setuplhis little stall ing happened m his own parish no great and is going about 'with his tiny coffeepot while Since. Obliged to be absent from the and tllllel“ finJan. “I here, at a little distance duties of his church on a certain Sabbath, from we ‘harecn’ or fmmhcs’ 18 “ group he had secured the services of a very wise, of young men who‘take it upon themselves grave, and reverend ecclesiastic for that tosupply the inuSic;one draws a tambour day. The latter was a man of great "mum" from his pocket, _ another a flute, :anothcr tion. The only doubt his friend had was thebod,a{nativc instrument, and a fourth whether the visitor was not too learned for begms “.weufknown Sqng' A“ 135m“ angel“ the country folk that he would have to 1y [mil give Elgxls that ‘f we muflc 1”“ bee“ preach to. Returning in the following unsohctted it is not upappreciate d. Be- week, the clergyman hastened to his parish wees we“ “mg {"0 mum of coffee goes clerk to inquire how the services of the mun ‘ precedin Sunday had passed offâ€"in particu- lar, howghe had liked the sermon. “ Oh, sir i” said the old clerk, in an ecsta- sy, “ it was the finest sermon that I ever “Everythin b . , g seems to e de ressed by tho heard- I would“ t Presume to my that I long rainy season,” remarked 'quildig. understood a. single word of it.” “Not ever .thin r v .e 1' 1 \[ Sw‘m 1 Pompous old divline! Good old clerk, “\vymtisnft, 1115131“: $30“.ng 1 gen. istenin open-mout led and With wondering u U nb .11 . v 1 i " eyes ! Thou, old clerk', art true-bred Sus- I u as {’0 up 8‘ cry ( “y or um. sex. One Exception. . E . A Boy's Definition. The Promptmgs Of a 00 ed Hahn. 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