The following text may have been generated by Optical Character Recognition, with varying degrees of accuracy. Reader beware!

 lit i.,^* I'll \h A CAST FOR F ORTUNE. Bx Chbbtian Rhd, in "Lippincott's Magarine." CHAPTER I. vides. Moreover, everybody who enters the that one Derwent sat down on a looked about him with a sense of satisfaction akin to delight. And it was indeed a de- lightful place into which he had wandered, â€"a place of broad avenues, shaded by im- 1 mense trees; di\'iding pleasances full of the \. u J ' park comes in by that avenue: so that one stone bench and admirable opportunity for observing nse of satisfaction " ,^. _, • n .lt. «.;«».«»»" and criticising all one's acquaintances. " But how if one has none " said Derwent. " That would lessen the amusement. I pre- fer my present position, because it commands a number of diffierent avenues, and Isuppase most enchanting gr/enness.^where^ leathery tij^t the most of those who come here will ' °° walk about, else there would be no object in sitting down to look at them." The other laughed. " You are right," he said. " Everybody walks, for a time at least. Here comes the music the people will soon follow." A group of men in uniform, carrying large brass instruments, passed by and mounted -snaaea .^ ^^^^^ g^g tbe flight of steps leading to one circular • â-  ^i _r„x ,„ .-^..^.i^ -w^m-iiirt^c! Ai.orfof^ shrubs and banks'of emerald sward, hedges of geranium and rose, and masses of Nile lilies, with wide green leaves and white, golden-hearted chalices of bloom, were all sparkling with diamond-drops from the water lately and lavishly showered upon them. The avenues, clean-swept as a palace floor, were also damp from the spray that had fallen over them, and their leaf-shaded i-istas led from aU directions to circular -j^^--.^_^^^° ^^^.^^^^..^^^3 erected spaces, where fountains played in the nudst .^ g^^^^^^^ 1^^ ^f the park. Derwent fol- of great basins, or groups of statuary stood i^^g^tj^ej^ ';.ith his gaze, observing how on pedestals of green grass sown witn ° daisies. Overhead was a sky of sapphire, cloudless and exquisite, from which the sun j well the gold braid with which they were nrofuselv decorated gleamed through the cloudless and exquisite, trom wnicn xne sun ^^^^^ ^J. ^j^^^ surrounded the stand, poured golden light, but with the light no S .,^^^ ^^^ ^^^ ^^ j^^^^. -^^ Morell," he heat,-only such balmy warmth as may have ^^^ absently, " that these people have reigned in the j,'arcfen of Paradise while the ^^^^ ^^ artistic genius, and know just how to give a touch of color and 1" â-  grace to every- gartfen of Paradise atmosphere was crisp, clear, stimulating, and full of a uhann as impossible to describe t^iig thev"do as the aroma of a rose. I ..f^ • ^i i- c j _- " The young man who found himself for the 'If 7°" "^, "' ^i*^ "' °^ conundrums, first time in this lovelv gardenâ€" the Alame- 1 replied Morell, " I can give you: a tbetter da of the city of Mexico- had seen all of the one than that. How is it that these people world's most famous pleasure-grounds but are so infernally slow in all tiieir transac- hesaid to himself, as he lay back in his ' tions that a man who comes here to do any shade-arched seat, that there was some- kind of business must pass the best part ot thing here which pleased the eye and the his time m Waiting on their procrastination fancy, wakened the imagination, and By Jove charmed the senses to a degree that no spot which he had ever seen could surpass. For the spell was the spell of Mexico herself, â€" j Mexico, with lier shadowy history of past empires and vanished races, her traditions of ancient splendor, her marvellous Con- quest, her picturesque people, and her aspect of Europe, the Orient, and the New World blended in a whole of ro- mantic interest and wonderful briuty. Something of all this seemed to Derwent expressed in the scene before him, in the tropical loveliness of the beautiful pleasure- ground and in the old-world grace and solid- ity of every object fashioned by the hand of man. From the stone bench on which he sat, with its high back and sculptured ends, that might have been taken from a classic picture, to the noble towers of the two great churches that look at each other across the Plazuela Morelos and of which he had a glimp.'e throv.gli one of the leafy avenues, ' all was suggestive of Europe in tlie days when cratt;:neii were artists, wlien men wrought with a beauty and a skill that the world of to-day can only feebly copy, arid builded not onlv for themselves but for the generations that were to follow them. Yet to fancy himself even for a moment in a European city v/as impossible. If the Span- iard planted deep in the land of tlie Aztec his art, his laws, his language, and his faith, he left â€" unlike other conquerors of whom we know â€" the race to whom God liad given it, to-day in ths city of Cortez tlis young â- stranger had seen Aztec faces filling the â- churches, the streets, and the markot-p'.acps and farms so purely Indian that they miglit have met tha '•oiiqiiiitadore--i passing dov.n the beautiful avenues and loitering arouiul the shaded foiuUains of tlie Alameda. Th(re was to him so much interest in the striking contrasts of the scene â€" in the close juxtaposition of a brilliant civilization with the most priiufTive t3'pes of' human life â€" that i.e let liiji theaghts wander far back into the histoty rf this fascinating lanc^ while a succession of different figures came down the shal".l vistas, passed around the great Ijasin of tjie fountain that occupied the centre of the circle where he sat, and disappeareil in some one •of the radiating walks. Xow it was a young man who looked as if he miglit have stepped from the pave- ment of Pall Mall then a sandalled peon in wide cotton trousers, gaily-striped blanket, and straw sombrero next a gentleman with Spanish dignity in every line of face and figure presently a group of Mexican ladie I sometimes think that I will throw up everything and leave the country " The other looked at him inquiringly. " What is the matter?" he asked. "Has anything annoying occurred?" He knew that the outburst had not been without a purpose. ^lorell, who was rolling a cigarette, did not answer until he had placed it between his lips, lighted it behind the flap of the little box of wax tapers which every Mexi- can carries, and returned the box to his pocket. Then he said, " I have had letters this morning, and there is trouble about that mine." " What the one you have offered me?" "The same. The man who ofiered it to me and assured me that he had it in his hand, so to speak, now writes that there is trouble with its owners. They are wrangling among thcTiselves some don't want to sell at all and so the matter stands," "Indeed " said Derwent. He was a little surprised, bat quite cool. Partly bj' tem- perament, partly 'y cultivation of habit, he had an imperturVjablo self-possession which seldom failed, and often SL-rved him in situ- ations where other men lost control of them- selves and consequently of events. "In that case," he said, quietly, "I had better think no more about it, and take up something else. " "It is the best thing of which I know," said Morell; "and I don't anticipate failure in getting it but it is "he way of the people to make such obstacles and delays. Fernan- dez says that the matter will coine right, but that we must have patience and use a little diplomacy. Confound them I I should like to use something much more forcible " Derwent did not rep]}' immediately. He suspected that a little diplomacy was being used for his benefit although Morell's irritation certainly seemed genuine. But he did not commit himself to any expression of such a suspicion. Time would show, he thought, how the matter stool and mean- while he would bear himself cautiously. A burst of music from the band near by filled the air at this moment and made a melodious accompaniment to his thoughts. Presently he said, with the same quietness, â€" "And for how long a time will this pa- tience and diplomacy be required " Morell shrugged his shoulders. " Who can say?" he answered. " There is no good in trying to force things â- with these people. Tliey do not understand promptness in busi- nes.j, and when you try to press matters they take your haste for anxiety, and either â€"for obstinacy is always allied with in- teUectual weakness bnt when he had once seen clearly and resolved firmly he acted in- flexibly. There were certain lines about taa straight nose and weU-cut mouth which would have made this evident at once to a physiognomtet, and which struck MoreU now as he glanced at the profile presented to him,â€" a handsome profile, that, with the perpendicular brow and firmly -rounded chin, would not have looked amiss on a bronze medal It was only in profile that this ex- pression was caught. The eyes dommate the face, and Derwent's gray eyes were fnU of the frank and pleasant good nature with which he regarded all the world unless specially roused to other sentiments while one does not often see a more attractive smile than that which now and then made his white teeth gleam under the sweeping brown moustache. Having uttered his ultimatum, he said no- thing more and indeed the scene before him was now striking enough to engage the attention of any one who saw it for the first time. The beautiful sylvan park had sud- denly become a theatre on which the fashion- able world was displaying itself in full force and with all its gayest plumes. Every seat was filled, all the chairs so carefully ar- ranged along the avenue were occupied, and in every direction was a riioving throng of Eromenaders while two bands alternately ooded the air with melody. It is impossible to imagine anything more animated than the scene. The long vistas of shade, and masses of green turf and foliage, the sparkling foun- tains, the statues and great clumps of lilies, made a picturesque backgroimd for the fig- ures that passed in well-bred throng among them, â€" graceful women in every variety of fashionable toilet, distinguished-looking men, and fairy -like children. It was the Champs- Elysees transferred to the tropics, with such color as only the tropics can give while here and there through the brilliant crowd, brushing silken skirts and point-lace para- sols, came men and women who might have stepped from an aboriguial forest, with their dark faces and lithe sinewy forms draped in silken -clad, lace-draped^ on their way o double their price or hold back all the more, mass, with ivory prayer-books and silver The diplomacy required is a policy of ap- rosaries in their hands a dark-faced woman witli a baby wrapped in the close folds of her blue scarf passed, followed by a pair of prettily-dressod American or English girls, with the sunlight gleaming on their golden hair- a group of young officers with clank- ing swords made with their uniforms a bright effect of color and a band of lovely children, attended by their Indian iiursrs, paused where a vendor of duleex had erected his stand, and broke into a chatter of sweet Spall souu This constantlj'-varj-ing procession had been going on for some time, when a tall, broadshoulderei young man, with an aspect unmistakably American, advanced in a leisurely manner down one of the avenues, caught sight of the quiet figure in the flick- ering shadow, and quickened his pace as he approached it. " Well met, Derwent " he said. " I was on my way to the Iturbide to look you up. But I see you have found your way to the right place only you are rather early." He glanced at his watch as he sat down. ' ' Eleven o'clock not so early as I thought. It will not be long now before all the world will be here. " "A good deal of the world seems to be here at present," said Derwent. "I have been watching for some time the remarkably varied character of the people passing." "On, that can be seen at any time," an- swered the other. "But Sunday morning after mass the fa,shionable world has a dress parade in the Alameda. Everybody in Mexi- co â€" especially everybody who is anybody â€" comes here, and it is a very brilliant scene for an hour or two. There goes the first sign of it." He indicated an Ind^n who trotted by with a dozen or two chairs skilfully bound together and arranged in a pyramid on his back. These he conveyed to the chief av- enue leading from San Francisco Street into the heart of the- park, where a woman re- moved them from: 'his back and placed them in a line on the sidd of the avenue, putting anarrow strip of carpet before them. Others were engaged in the same manner on the opposite side and ^oon two rows of chairs g] faced each other almig the length of the u beautiful shaded way. "For do8 reeUes you can have your choice acter of which it was an index, of those," said ibb new-comer, "Mid ind '^^â- " ' n.^at *. yourself in the society of the eRU of Mexico, who naturally pref er. payio jf for their seats to using those whbili-, tb» osnnicipatity pro parent indifference. Fernandez says that he will leave them severely alone for a time, and he believes that those w-ho want to sell will make the others come to terms. " " But anything so indefinite as that does not suit me at all," said Derwent. " When I came here on your representation, I thought that you had property which yon could put into my hands at once. If you have not, I must seek what I desire else- where." ' ' My dear fellow, you expect to he able to do business as it is done in the States. But the first lesson to be learned is that this is impossible. You miiM be patient if you- wish to accomplish anything. " "Patience is a virtue in which I have never found myself deficient, â€" when it was required," said Derwent, calmly " but there are times, as we all know, when it ceases to be a virtue. And one of these times is sur^y when people who own pro- perty do not want to sell it. " "But the fools do want to sell," replied Morell, growing a little excited in manner. " It is only their way of securing, if possible, a higher price." " Be kind enough, then, to let them know, through your friend Senor Fernandez, that I have no intention of paying more than we have already agreed upon for that mine. If I find it all that it has been represented, I willgivi twenty thousand dollars for it, â€" not a centavo more. " "It is really worth a great deal more, you know," said Morell, in a confidential tone. "I take it for granted that it is, and I hope to make much more out of it," return- ed the other coolly. " But that has been their price, and it is the largest amount that I am able to give. If they do not take it, I must, as I have said^ look elsewhere for an iiMrestment. You can surely make this plain enough for even a Mexican to under- stand. And I shall be glad to know aa soon as possible if it ia worth while for me to go and look at it or not. That is alL " It was now Morell's turn to be silent, and as he smoked he gave one or two quick glances at the face beside him. It was a :aoe so pleasant that many people were de- ceived utogether with regard to the char- index. Only those who knew QettSrvj Oerwoit well w«e aware that under the siinny, debonair charm of his manner and appearance there was a very resolute nature. Obatinate he was not. YOUNG FOLKS. Olimbing to the Top. Never look behind, boys Up, and on the way I Time enough for that, boys, On some future day Though the wAy be long, boys. Fight it with a will Never stop to look behind When climbing up a hill. First be sure you're right, boys, l^n with courage strong Strap your pack upon your back, And tug, tug along Better let the lag-lout Fill the lower bill, And strike the farther stake-pole Higher up the hill. Trudge is a slow horse, boys, Made to pull a load, But in the end will give the dust To racers on the road. When you're near the top, boys, Of the rugged way, Do not stop to blow your horn. But climb, cUmb away. Shoot above the orowd, boys, Brace yourselves and go Let the plodding land-pad "Hoe the easy row. Success is at the top, boys. Waiting there until Brains and pluck and self-respect Have mounted up the hill.' â€" [James Whitcomb Riley. fie Boy Who did His Best. He is doing bis bosji, that boy of sixteen^ stretched out before a' V»rigbt fire in the old I tanning shed. Reclrnh^ upon an old sheep- skin with book in hand, he is acquiring I knowledge as truly as. any sfJiident at his desk in some favored institution,- 171411 all the aerape or rebozo, â€" some passing with calm ' conveniences and facilities for learhi^ig. He tluconcern through the elegant throng, others jg doing his best too,â€" this same boyvSJlftude offering here and there the bright-hued diilcea â€" ^s he helps his master prepare the' 1*»r*p' which they bore on trays. I and lambs' skins for dyeing, so that t'n'*y " It is the most charming picture I have can be made into leather. He is doing hiff ever seen " Derwent declared, as he w.atch- best by obedience and by respectful conduct ed the scene with eyes full of interest, while to his master, in endeavoring to do his work Morell kept up a running commentary of j well,- although he often makes mistakes, as ,i^=i„^;^t;^„ «^„,,»,.„;.,â„¢ +!,. n.\^^^t ,^..„«.,„„„= jjj^ -^q^.^ jg jjot so well suited to his tastesas the study of Greek and Latin. "vSee there, young rapscallion " calls out Gaspard Beaurais, the tanner. "See how you're mixing up the wools." For Claude's wits were "wool-gathering" sure enough; but he was not sorting the wool aright. "Aye, aye, sir," replied Hhe apprentice, "but I will fix them all right." And he quickly sets to work to repair his mistake. "He'll never make a tanner," said Gaspard to his wife, "and much I fear he'll never " i able to earn his bread. " "Sure enough," replied his wife "and yet he's good and obedient and never gives back a word to all your scolding. " And in after years, when the aged couple received handsome presents from this distin- quished man who had been their apprentice, they thought of these words. One evening there came a stormy boister- ous wind and the little stream in which the tanner was wont to wash his wool upon the skins was swollen to a torrent. To attempt to cross it b}' ford at such a time would rerder one liable to be carried down the stream and to be dashed to pieces on the rocks, "We must get all the skins undercov- er," said Gaspard to his apprentice, "a storm is at hand. " Tlie task was finished and the tanner was abotit to return to his cot and Claude to his shed, when the }x)y exclaimed: "Surely I heard a cry. Some one is trTing to cross the ford." And in an instunt he darted toward the river, followed by his master carrying the lantern. Some villagers were already there, and a strong rope was tied around the waist of the brave boy who was about to plunge into the stream, for a man upon horseback was seen coming down the river, both rider aud horse much exhausted. Claude succeeded in grasping the rein, and the strong hands of the master that held the rope drew him to the shore, and all were saved. Soon after the stranger sat by the tanner's cheerful fire, having quite won the hearts of the gootl man and his wife by his kind and courteous ntanners. "What can I do for yotu- brave boy?" he asked. " He's none of ours, and not much credit will he be to any o*ie, we fear. He wastes too much time over useless books," was the bluff reply of the honest tanner, who could not see what possible use Claude's studies would be to him. "May I see the books?" asked the stranger. Claude, being called, brought th« books of the Greek and Latin classics and stood with downcast face, expecting to be re- buked. But instead he received words of commendation from the gentleman, who, after some talk and questions, was aston- ished at the knowledge the boy had ac- quired. A few months Uter, instead of the old tanning shed as a stuc^, CTaude might be seen with his books in a handsome mansion at Paris, the house of M. de Vallis, whose life he had saved and who had become his friend and benefactor. The boy felt that he had done his duty and that he was receiving much in return, and he determined to make every effort to meet the expectation of his patron. He succeeded. Claude Capperonier, the boy who did his best, became the most dis- tmguished Greek and Latin scholar of his tune. At the age of 25 he- filled the chair of Greek professor in the Royal College of Paris. More than this, he became a man who feared God and was much beloved for his goodness and amiable qualities. He never forgot his former master and wife. Their old age was cheered by many tokens of remembrance in the form of substantial gifts from the man, who, when a boy, studied so diligently by the fire of their old shed, but who " would never make a tanner." description concerning the chief personages who passed. Suddenly the young man broke in upon this with a quick exclamation. " What a beautiful woman " he said. "Who is she " There were a nnmber of women in sight, most of them with claims to l^eauty more or less pronounced, but Morell had no. doubt to whom he alluded. Two ladies were passing at the moment, lxth wearing the charming Spanish costume, which no creation of Worth or Felix can rival in becomingness, and on the younger many eyes besides those of Derwent were fastened. She was indeed a beautiful creature, â€" her beauty being the supreme ex- pression of the type of loveliness pecnliar to her country. Soft brunette tints, delicate features, and dark eyes had been common enough iii the faces that went by, but here was a face that fascinated by a distinction altogether its own. The complexion was li'iie ivory in tint and texture, the features of exquisite delicacy had a certain fine nobility of outline which gave a lofty ex- pression to the countenance, that was only redeemed from haughtiness by the sweetness of the lovely lips and the softness of the eyes, so large and dark and splendid that they would have sufficed to lift a plain face into beauty. Somewhat above the average height, her figure was moulded in faultless lines, and she -walked with the unconscious grace which all Mexican Avomen display, and a proud dignity that seemed specially her own. Dressed simply but richly in bl.TiCk, with the lace mantilla draping her beautiful head, she passed among the throng like a stately queen among her subjects. " Of course you mean that lovely girl in black," said Morell. "She is the most beautiful woman in Mexico, and one of the richest, â€" Dona Zarifa Ormondy Card^Ua." "Ormond y repeated Derwent. "Surely that is not a Spanish name " "No. Her father â€" lucky dog â€" is an Irishman. The younger son of an Irish ba- ronet, he married Senorita Cardella, an only child, and the heiress of a principality. Ormond, who had little besides good birth and good looks to recommend him when he secured, by sheer audacity, it is said, the lady and the fortune, has made himself very popular in Mexico by heartily adopting the country and managing his wife's estates ad- mirably. He is a great swell when he comes to the capital but he spends the larger pa;rt of his time on some one or other of his immense haciendas. His wife is dead, and Dona Zarifa, whom you have just seen, is sole heiress of one of the greatest estates in Mexico." "Fate has given her too much," said Der- went. "Such beauty, and the fortune of a princess " "But you must agree that the beauty and the fortune are well matched. She looks like a princess, besides being dowered as few princesses are. Be sure the men who hope to marry her would not hav^ the least charm lessened," he added with a laugh. "Some women should never marry," said Derwent,decidedly. "That girl is one of them. She looks too regal, too fine, to stoop to any man of ordinary mould and men of ex- traordinary mould do not abound." "Most off these in sight would differ with you," said Morell. "Did you ever know a man who thought himself of mould too ordi- nary for any woman to stoop to Dona Zarifa has suitors and to spare and, unless she is very unlike other women she would not dispense with one of them." ' Her looks are deceptive if she is not un- like other women," said Derwent. "I should like to glance into the future and see what she will make of the gifts fortune has shower- ed on her so lavishly, â€" what part she will play in the world but probably I should only be disappointed if I did." "Not a doubt of it," said MoreU. "A man is always disappointed when a woman whcm he admires has the bad taste to marry another man. I have heard that Dona Zarifa will probably marry her kinsman Senor Card- ella; that will restore the estates to the family. Now let me suggest that it is time for lunch, and that we had better go and secure a table at the Cafe Angalis or the Concordia before the crowd comes in." "Very well," said Derwent, rising, w^ a stnuage\y-stnu)igv£uti( " " " tbe )ast item «f itfToBni^^ap eyed prihcMaliad tdcennvm to linger for another g^mpae of her. (TO BX COiminTBD) One morning, he saw fromai,,.., the first report of the battle Y'tt^t Landing, givmg the killed and I ^^V sixty thousand, would appear I*"^^ »t Press. Withafullknowledjeoft^ft? tunity this would give him, fe t2l^- to the telegraph operator and n^ **»? him to wire to each of the princiC^^ on the railway, and ask the staH """ to chalk up on the black bulletin i^'°^«f news of the great battle, with th» *« of killed and wounded. Theoperaf ^^^ to do this, on condition that h^ " supplied gratis, during the next r,'v? •* yntU Harper's We.My,^H^;'^,^k and a daily evening paper. ""'"Wy, As Tom had little cash he wp superintendent of the delivery d and requested one th""" -J .P^rtmem, Free Preen on credit. and requested one thousand confP*"""" Free Press on credit. He was n li ^^^ gruffly refused. But he nerved " of thenrnT.r;»f Jâ„¢?"?*!!! Edison the Hewsboy. It MTM the battle oif Pittsburg Landinir that made Edison a telegraph operator anl sought the office of the proprietor, \old T who he was and that he wanted fifte t dred copies of the paper on credit â„¢ The proprietor stared at liini for i m„ scratched a few words on a slin T"""' saying: "Take that downstairs Lif"" will get what you want." ' ' «« Three boys helped him fold the na and put them on board the train â-  \^i first stopping-place, where he'usualiv Jn two papers, a surging crowd on the nlJH took two hundred.at five cents aSe At the next station, he raiseil the n and^sold three Jmndre,! papers at ten cem' each. ^^ hen Port Huron was reached T put his remainhig sto^k in p -.yacrc, â-  j.i • small boy to^sit on. tV. pile, ^^'.^l^^l every copy at twenty-Rve cent.s each "1 remember, â-  said M,-. Edison 'to Lathrop, wno reports the conversatin. the February //a..vx-^. a i,a.sedTi;? full of worshippers, and stopped to veil n ' jny news. In ten seconds there was nm soul left ill meeting. All of them, iucludin' the parsbh; were clustered ai-oiind me hid" ding agftinst each other for copies of the precious p4per. " You can understand wliy jt struck nie then that tlie telegraph must he alwut the best thing going, for it was the telegraphic notices on the bulletin-lxiardtr that had (We the trick. I determine.' %t once to' become telegraph operator." â€" " " careful uvb Zl 'J^ V*^ ?*P«" ^e «o»W not sell and on tt» other hand not to carry so few that She Agreed With Him. MissSummitâ€" "Ipresume, Mr. DashawaY, that you will welcome the flannel shirt again this season It must be such a comfort to j'ou gentlemen during the hot weather." Dashawayâ€" "True but as a matter of fact. Miss .Summit, I can't say that 1 like the innovation. It is too leveling. When I have on a flannel shirt how are you coing to tell me from^r â€" well, for instance^ from a common brakeman "' Miss .Summit (artlessly) â€" "Do you know, I have often thought the same thing " What Should He OaU It? Student â€" "I see, professor, that Darwin's grandson is getting a book ready for the press. " Professor â€" "Ah: And what is to kits title?" Student â€" "Don't know, sir; but think 'Tails ot My Ancestors' wouM be appro- priate â€" tljat is, if he's going into history." War Averted. "If you jab that umbrella in ray eye again, as you have done twice already," said the man in tlie brown overcoat, fiercely, "you'll get a broken head " "It was as much your fault as mine," re- torted the man in the gray ulster. "If you want to kick up any fuss about it just sail in. I'm insured for 8100 a week in the Scrappei-s' Self-Protective Mutual Assoca- tion and I'm aching for ;i lirokeu head." The man in the orown overcoat looked fixedly at the other. Evidences of.a severe mental conflict were visible in his face, -it last he spoke. "You're safe," he said. "I'm an agent for that company." Why Typewriter G-irls are in DemaJii "When I mirry," said a p"onihent ycfung businessman yesterday, "1 believe I shall take unto myself a pretty typewriter giij. "What started you oii tli.it i(Ie:i â- :" asknl a friend. "Oh, I want a nice submissive wife, was the reply. "But why shoidd you expect a typwriKf girl to be any more submissive than others. inquired his friend. ,. "Because they are so used to being ii"" tated to," replied the yoimg lusine3S mw, with a fnnny gleam in his eyes.â€" [Boclies- ter Union. NoPIiesoaHer. Spoorierâ€" "Why, Laura, what did yoii hold me so tightly for? Your mother saw)"" in my arms. " u I ' "Lauraâ€" "I meant that she shouW- ' wanted to have a witness to the atlecu you profess for me. When shall we be mu ried?" The ed to SVxui workmen on the allioj More Coyness. " G'way dah Jonofan Whiffles Smif Yo' heah me, Don' yo' came aneah me, 'Nless yo' want er biff On de mouf Knock yo' souf 'Bout er mile Don' yo' smile When I say 'G'way!' Jonofan Whiffles feniif, Cozlfeels Jes mad from head ter heels No such pusson sibs De honey from dease Ups â-  Stop yo' teasin An' yo' squeezm â-  'G'way, I say Ah Yapâ€" Yup, Callup!" has orf'f » King of the Belgians ' magnificent gold ""^V, efl«^ ItaiUey. Sp.veral of »"" ..^jei ley. Several of the in Belgium are n" work. The lid work. The lid ^„i^, rtraitof the explorer, «» csket |bi»us stoaae and chasinfr 1^ (^ I Leopold, |fciius8t«»ai and chasm* i6an the grand cordon oI» »«. -M, with which Stanley *»" .*,-!•: .-'.V i^Ii. .--â- -;. • iHliiiiiii^ ilili