tirrHER-IN-t.AW IN REAL!LIFE. cut the wheat, suppose you yoke the sermon was too long, too. It lasted flush, the trembling of the little hands, huge palm-leaf fan kindly proffered! oxen and go up to the woods and two hours. On the way home from all told plainly that shet by a portly old gentleman beside me.' too, loved fi^Mn ttie BOB ton Courier. dra)w a draft or two- of logs for wood." church his wife appeared to be in fear 1% "Now a hush, a slight fluttering' Ah, how the silent memories of yeara plp Blewitt was composed, but he said: Who was it, when I wed my wife,^* pf sometning and urged him to hurry Howl suffered! In my mad jealousy among the congregation, a rust]p of (AM stirring ir. my spirit. I have been ji4 wishod me along and happy lite "I had intended to burn coal in the up. He asked her what ailed her, and. A lone and joyless wanderer. I have roamed I grew to almost hate the child. garments, with now and then a subdued IgfefS,j^lfcrom trouble free, unvexed by strife? sitting-room and parlor, and not cut she told hi jn a trembling voice that He loved me beiore she came with her whisper as the pulpit was rolled i *lwte^ My mother in-law. much wood." Abroad through other climes, where tropic his queer talk had made the minister beautiful flower-like face, to rob me close to the chancel, and the new flowers' "Coal, Coal!" said John angrily think him bewitched,andshe feared he^ ho was it taught my wife to bako of that love. Was she blind that she curate ascended. Were offering up their incense, and the "now see here, father I don't want would be burned or drowned. loaf of bread or fancy cake did not see that we were betrothed? I "He's just lo\ ely!" whispered Marcia. stars any more of this foolish talk. I'm id appetizing dishes make? "What kind of a country is this, 8wimming like living creatures I have prayed that she might go away, and ptrlling boftly at my sleeve. "Do My mother-in-law. gom' to git a doctor." anyhow?" asked B'ewitt. strayed leave us to ourselves once more, and look at him, Miss Kenwood." Biewitt began to think he needed Thw Mrs. Blewitt reminded him Where the soft skies o! Italy were hung ^*"S^ho gave ns counsel when we went Robert would go back to his old fond I kept my eyes downcast. If every one himself. Here his boys had never Iri beautifuj transparency above. that in New England several had thus housekeeping, money freely spent ^J- ways. His caresses were growing colder, (f woman in the congregation cast glances And glory floating like a lovely dream heard of a reaper or a threshing machine died and that everybody believed in \V On things for use and ornament?'^ his kisses lighter. I spoke of his of admiration,I was determined to O'er the rich lands ape, yet fancy still, or cars. He felt of his full cloth it and the church was death on witchcraft. My mother-in-law. seeming neglect he answered liahtly 'Mid all the ruder glow of brighter realms, do otherwise. pants and groaned. On the loungb "r Oft turned to picture the remembered taking my hands in his and looking "An? I my brother's keeper?" wasi Who taught ray wife to take delight^ at the house he laid himself down and "Then I guess we better light out i home, fondly at me. "Nonsense, Mattie' Do the text. i *In making all around her bright, tried to calmly think things over. from here," said Blewitt, as he clapped That bleak its earliest day-dreams. Must And meet me with a smile at night? you know, my little girl that you are Clear and distinct came the words When the doctor came he called fdr a spurs to his horse. I go My mother-in-law. growing nearer and dearer to me every of the sneaker. pail and bared Blewitt's arm, took Forth in the world again! I've proved its Away they went, rattle te-bang over dav?" The first words had caused my ijfho was it when my wife was ill out his lance, and then Blewitt groaned ]oys, stumps and logs and stones, and For a time I was satisfied, trying to heart to beat wildly. How like that. TEfeetowed upon her care and skill, Till joy was turned to bitternessI've felt again. there was a rattle and roar behind, be content with butashare ofhislove. And saved to me a nurse's bill? voice of long ago, that rich, soft voice' Its sorrows till I thought my heart would "I must take a gallon of blood," and he knew they were after him. burst My mother-in-law. We were seated in the garden, one that had pleaded for my love! I listened said the doctor, "and then he will Th"y came to a log hridge over a With the lierco rush of tears. TI19 sorrowing afternoon in the early autumn, Robert, like one in a dream, until I raised calm down and be all right." Who Mien my little onea prepared orook, and they struck it so hard babe Kathleen and I. She was looking my eyes to see before meRobert Bench morn for school, who for them cared "Don't you know bleedin' was played Clings to its mother's breast. The bleeding that down it went, Blewitt and fe unusually handsome in a dre^s of soft Preston. And all their little sorrows shared' dove- out 50 years ago?" said Blewitt. horse and wife, and with a yell of I My mother-in-law. India mull. My lover had just paid Flies to her native vale, and nestles there Yes, Robert Preston. Changed to "How he wanders," said the doctor, despair he awokeye3, awoke, for ber a well-merited compliment, for To die amid the quiet grove, where first be surenot the bright, boyish face of and plunged in his lancet. Blewitt the chair had tipped too far back, and i was it when their prayers were said, She tried her tender pinion. I could love which she was about to make a gracious long ago. There were lines of care and fainted. When he came to himself he sanely tucked them into bed he was in a heap on the floor with his Thus to repose amid these peaceful scenes reply when Aunt Martha came suffering on it now, while the dark Jtxtd, tail they slept, beside them stayed? heard one ot the girls talking about head in a pan of apples, and his feet To memory dear. Oh, it wer* passing to us. My mother in-law. hair wa streaked with silver. an artist down to the village who took in Mrs. Blewitt's work basket. He swefc "Robert," she said, placing her hand profile pictures with a spindle as natural Was Kathleen dead? I wondered. To rest forever on this lovely spot, heard the rattling yet, arid he looked Who of my clothing then took care? fondly on his shoulder as she spoke, Where passed my days of "innocence: to as life. Had he given up his practice? Was he out of the window to discover it3 Who ovprlooketl my underwear "will you gather sour grapes for me? dream happy? "What do you want of such blamed source, and saw that the boys had AUd kept each garment in repair? I find that some of the bunches hang Of the pure stream of infant happiness pictures as that," said Blewitt from Fifty different things crowded upon My mother-in-law. started the reaper in the field of Sunk in life's wild and burning sands, to too high. The girls will go with you mv memory. the lounge "whydon'tyou godownto few wheat. One of tlV girls had just driven dwe'l and hoid the basket." "Who comes the first to soothe my woes? Tak'esns at Albany andgit some photographs?" Why had fate thrown us more once into the yard with the top carnage, On visions faded till my broken heart "who loves my friends and hateB my foea* He rose to comply with her request. together after my bitter struggle to and \va3 just taking out his daily Should cease to throb,, to purify my soul Who buys my children lots of clothes? Kathleen was at his side in a moment, forget? "Photographs," said thewhole family: With high and holy musings, and to lift mail, and had offered him'a telegraph My mother-in-law. (ft while 1 refused to join them, Its aspirations to the central home what funny names he gets off in One thing I was determined upon I dispatch about his hops. His wife feigning a severe headache. Of love and peace and holiness in heaven. TOho oft to me her aid has lent his crazy fancy." must leave the village. I dared not was putting in a tenor to the racket "They do nDt want me," I reasoned 2$l buy the coal and pay, the rent? GEOUGE D. PKENTIE. trust myself further. Reason as I Blewitt was too weak to argue, and with a sewing machine in the front Wao'd gladly see me President? within myself. would, my heart told me that I loved he seemed to be somehow out of sympathy room, and the hired girl was blacking My mother-in-law. I watched them as they walked him still. or knowlege with all mankind the cooking range. away together, he carrying the little A loving grandmother is she, so he just lay still and watched the It was all over' I could hear the With a pleased smile Blewitt sauntered A genferous irien'd, she's been to mo, wicker basket, and she tossing her girls get supper. He noticed that the whispeied comments on the new curate. oat to the wheatfield, and, aa ffopevlrhonored let her be. New England Farmer. bright curls with that coquetish air fireboard was down and a fire the reaper stopped, he said: "Darn My mother-in-law. that came so natural to her. was built in the fire-place. A "You haven't seen him yet? Well, The singers were chanting in that the good old times! These 'ere times kettle was on the hearth and I cannot tell you what tempted me nasal, drawling tone so natural to is good enough for me." that's a pity. He's quite a catch, was covered with live coals. Soon he to follow them it must have been villiage choirs,"and still I sat dreaming. THE GOOD OLC1MES. "What's that father?" said John. I'm told, young, handsome and single. saw the girls take out ot the kettle some evil genius. Slowly I followed s* "I thouaht you was in favor of the Why don't you set your cap for him, some nice biscuits and he weasly said: them down the pathway, taking every "Art you coming?" asked my companion real,honest,reliable, good old-fashioned 'Why don't you use the cook stove?" precaution, however, not to be observed. then, as I arose mechanically Mattie? You've as good a chance as times of a hundred years ago?" Tha Albany Journal. "Poor pa," said AngeKna, "how he to obey, "Don't you like him. Miss Seated upon a rustic bench, I the rest of them, and twenty-six is "Never you mind, John," said the Parmer Blewitt was a little, dried- Kenwood? Do tell me! You listened wanders. Cook Stove! Wonder what could see every movement of my lover smiling father, "you can go down and not old by any means." & attentively, and once, as I looked at he means?" and Kathleen. f, irascible man, and he used to wear buy that Thompson colt you've been Sheleaned over thegaixlen cate as she you I thought you were going to faint How lovely she looked standing in Blewitt closed his eyes and thought. wan tin', and let Charley have your A red comforter around his neck and away, you looked so pale. Are you spoke, this veritable village gossip. I the orchard, the sunlight falling Bayley his neighbor, was a man he side-bar buggy-, andsay.if the toheat eA flannel ear-Iappers on his plug hat ill?"T athwart the lovely upturned face upon could trust that is in anything but can see her now, with her great poke, ain't talcin' no hurt, you may go when he went to meeting in the winter. which a sniile rested. Never was seen "Yes, I like him," I said aloud, whilB money matters. Ho knew Bayley was down to Barnum's circus to-morrow bonnet, frombencath which the clustering a fairer vision. Her sleeve of soft texture my heart whispered, "God pity me, I 2XB was always ready to argue that badly in debt, but he was- a good fellow. and cut the wheat nexL day." gray ringlets peeped the keen blue love him!" falling back, showed the shapely He could send for him so he Ifcese modern times were awfully bad, He looked down at his diagonal eyes, that seemed to read your very outstretched arm. We were out once more in the bright called his wife and told her to send pants aud white Marseilles vest, and &o& that the good old times of a hunfro Sometimes a peal of merry laughter sunshine, coming quite unexpectedly over for him. thoughts the trim little figure clad muttered as he went to the house: years ago were just right. He would fall upon my ear. upon a little group, composed of the "Why, you know," said Mrs. Blewitt, "Darn the good old times, these 'ere always in ample skirts of Quaker They did not miss me not even wealthier members of the congieaation would deciy invention and improvement, "Bayley has been in jaii for debt times will dew tur me." Gray or somlu's brown. gathered around the new curate. Robert. He was content with Kathleen. for the last 10 years." and say that the world would Never was there a wedding, funeral They had learned he was a man of "In-jailfordebt," said Blewitt A Tussle With a Burglar. her&etter without them. He took a The basket was full to overflowing, wealth and standing, choosing his*-f| "here we are again. I have been transplanted. or a christening in the village without newspaper on purpose to count the J1 and still they lingered. One bunch of calling simply as a matter of taste. Boston Saturday Evening Gazette. I give up.but say, here is this estimable lady's presence. {Borders recorded in it, and tell how luscious grapesthe last gathered Some oneI think it was the par- tj^k A young married lady whose face is two cents, you send a lette*- down to What a harmless little body th was in Robert's hand. lie stooped to son's wifepresented rae to him. a familiar at the hospitals, charitable brother John, and he will be up here bad the world had grown. He would appeared, and how incapable put it with tire others, when their eyes Our eyes met our hands touched, institutions, and the various art in a day or two." atand for hours on a corner in the vil as, resting those serious eyes upon met, their hands touched. rooms and picture galleries had, not of ca/rying abo'it that wonderful "Why, husband, the mail only goes tag and retail his deductions on the me, he sp-id: "I have had the pleasure long since, a singular experience. Her Was I dreaming? Alas, No! I saw once a week, and then he will be three budgetof information! How nicely she of meeting Miss Kenwood before." *f present and his regrets for the past. bedroom had aiargebay window front him stoop, and kiss her fondly. days coming up on the stase, and imparted her knowiedge to her listeners, and two ordinary windows on one I waited no longer. With a cry of I cannot tell vou how it happened furthermore,it will cost you a shilling, 0ne day he had whipped the minister beginning with. "Well, I don't side of the room. It was a warm night pain I turaed,and fled to the seclusion that we were all walking out through 12 cents, to send a letter to Albany." '1 in argument, and, as he had had early in the season, and her husband of my own room, where I sobbed out the church-yard towards the highway, mind telling YOU," or "Thev do say, "Say," said Blewitt, "just'bury me, has dinner and the minister had pone being absent she took the extra precaution the troubles of my young heart with and I found myself alone with Robert. will you? I don't belong in this century. but of course you can't believe everything," of fastening the blinds of the only God to hear me. away mad and the women were at He was the first to break the silence. *rc Stage coaches, 12 cents postage! and ending with, "That's between long front windows by placing against I went away quite unexpectly. I It pained me to think it was a com-/ Telegraph him ther!" wot'k In the kitchen, ho tipped back ia you and me it will go no far- them a carpet hassock. On retiring monplace remark. '}'t Avas homesick, I told Aunt Martha. I "There goes another new word," bis Chair, drew a red silk handkerchief she at once fell asleep, but found herself ther." left a letter for Robert, giving no explanation "How is Kathleen?" I asked en- 'jl said his wife in a solemn voice, and over his head to keep the flies off and suddenly aroused and in an instant of my conduct, simply telling deavoring to show him how little I "4, I was busy in the garden that morning she wetted a cloth and laid it on his wide awake. Wondering waot to sleep. He had not slept over cared for the past, and how, without h. him it was better we should part. training some early June roses forehead, as she repaated to herself," what had awakened her she sat up in betraying the slightest emotion, I I was a proud girl and would not five minutes before his son John came Telegraph what a funny word!" my thoughts were not the brightest, bed and noticed the blinds were pushed could inquire after his wife's health. stoop to acknowledge a rival. in and said: scarcely in harmony with nature, apart and that it was early dawn. Blewitt was in despair. Could it be I remember taking the ring he had "Kathleen!" He looked rather ihat was decked in one of her brightest She said audibly, as if to herself' that all the common things of life "Come, father, we must got at that given me from my hand, and what a dazed at the question. "I believe she |M "Why, I am sure I fastened those were to him a dream? Had he ever mantles. It was quite unnecessary p(ece of wheat and cut it." IS well, but not happy poor girl!" & struggle it cost me to place it with the blinds'" and making up her mind to ridden on the cars? Did he ever own for Mrs. Brings to remind me of my letterthe Kst letter that I should He believed she was well. How p Blewitt got up and yawned and folJewed fasten them and have another nap. a mowing machine? Was* there ever aqe 1 was thinking seriously of it. ever write to Robert. strange! Had he grown weary of her t,Y his son out to the barnyard, put her feet out of bed, but instead of a telegraph pole in front of his house? Twenty-six! Not very old, to besure, as of me? Was he utterly devoid of &% I came home to mother, who was touching the floor they rested on a He turned his eyes and looked out. He where his two sons sat on a log filing honor? quite an invalid, and needed all my and yet not very young to- be an unmarried man's stomach' Although thoroughly only saw the tall post and long pole a couple of sickles. care. "Not happy?" I said, as I toved woman. I must be content frightened, while feeling the quick of the well-sweep. Along the other I never heard from Robert, save nervoosly at the roses in my bodice. "What in the nation are you doing with fewer laurels, less conquests. I beating of a heart beneath herfeet.she side of the road ran a dense forest. f* once through Aunt Martha, who "She should be very happy asas must step out of the field, as it were, with those old sickles?" said Blewitt. thought out what was best to do. A He was willing to swear that he had your wife," I faltered. i wrote: and leave the romance and the daydreams chiffonier btood near by and with a once owned a nice meadow where that One oi the boys looked astonished "Of course, Martha, you've not forgotten "As rny wife?" he said, gazing in single step she reached it, opened a wood was. Backed up against the log to younger and fairer airls. and said: "Doing why, we are getting blank amazement. "Did youoh Robert, whom, to speak candidly, drawer and took therefrom a little fence was an ox-cart with a heap as It mattered little to me whether the ready to cut the wheat." Mattie, you have judged me wrongly!, you treated rather unkindly. revolverlately won in a betwhich large as a young liberty pole. Down new curate was young and unmarried, Blewitt stared a moment and then I never married Kathleen!" He hai gone to London to practice bad never beeu loaded. She cocked it cellar he could hear the banging of an or a portly old fellow with a wife arid said: "Why in thunder don't you He looked like a man upon whom a *j medicine. He is doing well." and for the .first time looked at her old-fashioned churn. He looked up grown daughters. At heart I disliked &ftch onto that reaper and stop suddea truth had dawned, or one ac- *$ t? An old newspaper had fallen into intruder. He was a colored man. the road to the east and saw the road this interfering old woman who had ioolin' with them sickles?" cused af a great wiong who was able jjT*1 my hands, where was^ n account She being born and bred at the South, wa3 full of great hemlock and pine broken in upon my reverie. each other in at1 The boys looked to prove his innocence. of a brilliant reception. Airiong was as indignant at the fact as stumps, and over it the doctor was I thanked her kindly for her advcie, surprise but said nothing. Blewitt It was in the twilight before service tv, the guests were the names of she was afraid. Pointing the coming on horseback with saddlebass telling her that at present I had no intention rah to the shed but there was no that he told me all. The notice con- v, Doctor Robert Preston and wife. pistol at him, she said: "Get up, you before him. of setting my cap for any ne, reaper there. He came back. The cerning Robert Preston and wife re- I knew it was Robert and Kathleen. t* 'JM nigger, and go out as you camo in! not even the new curate so saying, I Blewitt was a man of determination, boys had got over the tence and were ferred to his cousin. He had entered Is I made no inquiries, and' receiving no How dare you enter a lady's room in went back to my work and the'roees. and he arose from the lounge on their knees reaping the wheat and the ministry from choice, as he came t,A further information, took it for this way?" He moved toward the "There, Mattie, don't get riled!' Of and went to the door to consult with into a large fortune through thedeath -carrying it in gavels. granted that Aunt Martha's kindness window, she pointing the pistol toward course it's nobody's business if you're his wife. of an. uncle. True he admired Kathleen "Boys," said Blewitt, "what do you of heart prevented her from again referring him all the time, when her indtnation L* coins to leave yourself an old nwiid "Maria," said he, "there has been as a man would admire a beauti- mean by this foolishness where is i to the^past. I closed my heart increasing, she ordered him but take my advice, and don't spend enough of this foolishness. You stare ful woman, but he never had the that reapeu?" forever. to "sit down!" As he obeyed he put your time fretting and worrying over at everything I talk about, and I slightest feeling of love for her. Parley, the second boy, looked at his hand behind him, and she, fearing The world will never know me as a Bob Preston for he ain't worth it." can't locate myself, or seem to fay in hhy"fal?her pityingly, and then tapped The scene in the vinery was a simple a razor might be forthcoming, said: disappointed woman, I thought, flattering She shook her head wisely, and was with my surroundings. Now, will you ruse gotten up by Robert and Kathleen his forehead and looked sad. "Your hand to tho front, or I'll blow myself that I had quitesucceeded off before I had time to recover from just answer me one question?" tc*xcite my jealousy, little dreaming your black head off!" She then gave "Why, darn it," said Blewitt, "you in deceiving humanity in general, the cruel thrust that had opened the "Certainly I will if I understand it," of the result. him a bit of advice and ordered him -can never run them bundles through a until the gossip had come upon me old woundRobert Preston and the she said. "out oi the window." Kathleen made an unfortunate thrashin' machine." with her idle words, bringing to life past. "Well, then, who is President of mateh. like most beautiful women. ^Thrashin' machine," said Charley the bitter past that I thought I had I had tried to guai'd my heart, to thpse 'ere United States?" Poor girl! what a dear kind letter she *"fhy, you know as well as I do that buried years ago. Feeling nervously unstrung by this trample under foot the old love. I "Why, John Adams, of course," she sent to us, telling how happy she was 4^ I shall have to flail this wheat out "Going to church service, Miss Ken- time, she opened the door to go to could have laughed at my girlish folly said. 5^{ to hear we were reunited! mornings and nights, while going to wood?" her mother's apartment, when lo and as if it were a dream until a thoughtless Blewitt sunk down and whispered in "Just think of it!" said Mrs. Briggs. school this winter., What alls you, behold! there stood another darkey! It was my neighbor that asked the word had brought back the page, a hoase tone: "Then you never heard "He came back to her after the other a^ father?" Thi3 was the "last straw," and yielding question, Ma'-cia Hall. A dear little like the dead risen to life again, or a of Cleveland?" lady bad given him the mitten. I&v to a womanly impulse, she Blewitt, as we said, got mad easily, girl, with the utmost faith in mankind smouldering fire that needed but a wouldn't take him. Would you?" 3g "No, never," she answered. screamed "Murder! murder!" which aed now he just hopped up and down, in general. gentle breeze to make it into a burning & idlei5 We ean afford to laugh at her "Then all right. Shoot me or put brought her family and servants to and said: I smiled faintly as I caught sight of flame. One by one the roses drop* gossip* we are so happy, Robert and I. me in a bas and lay me away up garret. the hall, and "number two" made a "Flail it out it must be thrashed the new bonnet with its dainty ribbons, ped from my hands. I was onlv a I smile proudly to think that without I have got through, said Blewitt, hasty exit through the lady's room aready to ship on the cars next evidently gotten up for the new weak woman, after all, as, covering "setting my cap" I captured the new and he went back to the lounge and and out of the open window. Valuable inoht-h." curate. my face with my hands, I sobbed": curate after all. fell asleep. jewels and clothing were found ?Gar$, cars," said John, "I don't "Robertoh, Robert! Why were you "Young and foolish,** thought I. in a bundle under the bed, but the know what ails you, father, or what When he awoke it was Sunday false?" "Wait until she's six and twenty, and rascals had taken nothing from the youvmean. I know I shall have to morning, and the whole family were Jenny Unci's Romance. It all came back to methat visit I'll wager she will not buy a new bonnet house with them. fctom this wheat down to Albany and stirring around getting ready for meeting. to Aunt Martha, where I first met for all the n*w curates in the town. From an Exchange. j/ I ^sffl it for what it will bring. Here you _- -_ v-l His wife, of whom he was somewhat Robert Preston, a young student just Slowly we walked to church on that Jenny Lind's husband, Otto Goltlschmidt, lK proud, had put on a dress with Praise Your Wife.*-* come out talkin' about reapers and returned from college. I cannot tell bright Sabbath morning, Marcia chatting though he is quite bald, ia cars and threshin' machines, and darn-* a waist about nine inches long Praise your wife, man for pity's you all* those bright, happy daydreams gaily, and I dressed in the plainest fifteen years younger than his wife. ed if I don't believe you are crazy so and a skirt so tight she could sake give her a little encouragement how I loved him. and waited of dresses, walking silently beside Tho story of their marriage is a yo-1 hardly walk, and on her head such it won't hurt her. She doesn't expect for that happy day when he would her. BOW* j. J, l|*t .jf man tic one and little known. Daring -A a bonnet! It made Blewitt hold his it it will make her eyes open ask me for that love. He read his Blewitt pinched himself to" see if he I had not fully recovered from Mrs. her travels through* ^America, Sir -was awake and strode angrily to the breath, but he had got through talkins. wider than they have for the last ten answer in my tell-tale face before my Briggs' unkind remarks, and was determined house. As he approached it he heard The boys had on suits of full Julius Benedict, her accompanist,, was years but it will do her good for all lips uttered it. to show her my disinclination a rumbling and roaring like wind, and cloth and shirt collar seven inches that, and you,,too. Thera are many obliged suddenly to return to England, So, engrossed with Robert's society, to "set my cap," as she termed fan looked into the kitchen and there Wide. Blewitt smiled but said nothings women to-day thristing for a word of and then sne remembered a I took little heed of other matters, it, by appearing in an exceedingly unbecoming was his wife spinning. Who-o-o went At last Mrs. Blewitt came to him praise and encouragement. You scarcely giving a thought to the fact poor young German musician she had gown. I was really disappointed the big wheel, and Blewitt sank into a and asked him if he was not going to know that if the floor is clean, labor that a young lady, the daughter of a met th'e year before, and sent fosr him on catching a last glimpse- in chair and yelled-: church. 5JJp has been performed to make it so. deceased friend ot my aunt's, wa3 going at once to supply Sir Julius* place. the mirrtor, to find that notwithstandingmy "Now, Maria, what under the canopy "Certalnly/^certainly," said he, You know that if you can take from to make her home with us. She came. plain toilet and my sixand twenty It was not long before the young are you doin'?" "anything to accommodate. Tell one your drawer a clean shirt whenever From the moment I looked upon her years, I was still a pretty woman, musician was violently in love with "Doin'?" said his wife, 'why, spinriin\ ol the boys to hitch a horse onto the lovely face my happiness was gone. you want i- somebody's fingers have and to hear my mother say as I the prima donna, but, being poor arid, of course. I must get out 40 top carriage." I was a pretty girl, fair and fragile, toiled. Why don't *yott come out stooped to kiss her, "How weU yon unknown, and so much her junior, he yet one might as well compare a simple yards of full cloth for you and the **Top carriage! Thereyougo again." with it hearty, "Why, how pleasant are looking', Mattie!" had no hope of any success. Finally little daisy to a full-blown poppy boys, and 20 yards of pressed flannel "Well, then," roared Blewitt, "hitch you make things look, wife," or "I am How crowded the little village he became so unhappy he resigned his or a rich red rose as my frail beauty :f0t1ne and the gals." onto the Btoneboat, hitch onto the oxcart, obliged to you for taking so much church wasl filled to Overflowing. place, and being pressed by the cantatrice to this girl's exquisite loveliness. Blewitt looked down at his legs and hitch onto anything. Have it pains." If you gave a one hundred Every one was there, even that hateful to tell the reason for such a -saw them encased in full cloth of your own way." and sixtieth part of the compliments For a time my Love was changed. Mrs. Briggs. I caught a glimpse of step, he confessed his hopeless love, coarse texture, and the seat of his "Why, we will go on horseback. you almost choked them with before I laughed in my foolish heart at my the great peke bonnet as 1 walked and was astonished and delighted ttiposers he felt reached clear up to You on the saddle, I on the pillion be- they were married if you would stop doubts and fears. At times I would quickly to my seat. when she fell into his arms ana declared ha shoulder blades, and the legs weie hind," said the wife. the badinage about whom you are going find his serious eyes wandering from They were singing as we entered, yet she had loved him from the asrfnride as two bushel sacks. "All right," said Blewitt, and away to have when number one is dead me and resting admiringly on the I scareely heard them, feeling rather first. They have been extremely *'Well,ril bedarned," was alt he said. they went. (such things wives may laugh at, but beautiful face of Kathleen Lee. No embarrassed at coming late to be happy together, and now people Dreamily he sauntered out again to Blewitt made some adverse remarks man could resist that wondrous fascinating they sink deep sometimes), fewer gaaed at by the entire congregation. scarcely guess that she is the. oldest ^h wheat 'field and John hailed him: about the singing at church which was face. She never encouraged womep would seek for other'sources I sank wearily among the soft cushions, Of the two, 5g him, but the drooping lids, tho faint \& "Father, if you ain't goin' to help led by a deacon with a fiddle. The oi happiness.Columbus Telegram. gladly taking retnge behind a &/** MmM. J^^^s^ds^^k^^m sl^^Si^^fi^K^'