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"I wonder why I shed those tears Vv'hen they laid my little child away? After the lapse of wearyln8 years I am glad that I sit alone to-day; I can hear his laugh and his glad wild shout, I can see him still, as he ran about, And I know the prayer he used to say. "I hold his picture to my face " And I fancy I feel his hand again As it creeps into mine, and he takes his place On my knee, as he did in the fair days when The world and the fates were kind to me And the songs I heard were but songs of glee, And I stirred the envy of other men. "His days were only days of Joy, Happy, he shouted the hours away; 1-1'e was glad with the glee of a careless boy, He laughed as only the Innocent may; He never was doomed to wearily fret I=le never looked back with vain regret At the close of a sorrowful day. "I keep the little clothes he wore, I treasure the shoes that encased his feet; The way was smooth that he traveled o'er, The flowers that bloomed at Its sides were sweet; The winds that blew through his curly hair Had blown out of peaceful realms and fair-- There were no grim foes that he had to meet. "I wonder why I shed those tears ~hen they crossed his hands and laid him away? After the lapse of wearying years I am glad that I toil alone to-day! He knew life's gladness, but not its woe, And I ~aave his memory, and I know The sweet little prayer he used to say." --S. E. Kiser. The Girl o! Lamy, BY H. ~ CALLAHAN. {Cl~rtght, 1901. Dy Daily Story Pub. Co.) Just a handful of wooden houses in Lsmy, thrown together as if by the haphazard hand of a careless God into th,~ little pocket of the mountains that stlmd like priests around the city of Santa Fe. 1tore it is that the dust gray coaches which thunder in from Ali=ona on the west, meet their broth- enid from the east and exchange for a few brief moments the greetings of the way. Of course, the red clap-board eating- house and station are the main ~ttrac- tiens during these arrivals and present tcen~ of unwonted activity to those accustomed to the aching solitude of the place by day or its blinking dream- Iness beneath the stars at night. No one distinctly remembers Just when or how the Girl became an insti- tution at Lamy. However, they do re- member that one September morning some years back there was a new face behind the counter in the eating-house; a face framed in dull gold hair and lighted by two bl~e-gray eyes, which seemed forever on the brink of laugh- ter. The boys who made their home in t~e little clap-board affair used to call her Mollie; but $t was a name of their own devising and she accepted it, as she did many other little things, with an inscrutable smile that puzzled, yet meant nothing. When the crews would come in from a heavy climb, soaked to the bone with rain and sleet, the Girl was there in a motherly way, with a stiff three fingers of whisky and a supper that lifted them clear of their weariness. Or, if on a Saturday night, ~A New Face Behind the Counter. the sor"ds of a brawl would flaunt down on the still air the Girl would walk over to German Joe's in a busi- ness*like way and scatter,the drunkest of them with a quiet word and an ad- monnttory Jerk of the sleeve that sent them sneaking out like coyotes. Then, perhaps, she would stand and smile in the doorway with her hair blowing in the wind, her eyes speaking more plain- ly than words that a new era had be- gun in Lamy. Her sway was absolute. And it Was not long before every fire- boy and throttle-man on the Division had had his own individual experience, "Where's Dan?" tamed by the graceful slip of a girl with golden hair, who seemingly came from nowhere~the Angel of the Grade. This was all before Dan Beard hap- pened in. Daa was from the Colorado hills and no angel. They had put him first on the little bunt~ line that runs crazily over the hills to Santa Fe. Then he was shifted to the main line for relay work and became a fixture at Lamy. Dan was six feet one, brown as leather and as toNgh, and incidentally ~ould drink more whisky than any man this side of Phoenix. He spent his mornings against the bar in Ger- man Joe's place, cursing out the road, from the president down. Then about ten minutes before his run began he would shuffle over to his machine and get his orders. When these were duly scanned Dan would open up No. 20 gently and sneak out of Lamy like a snake, but before the whistling post was passed he had her galloping over the rails like a frightened thing and bellowing like a bull. He became no- torious as the most reckless devil on the road, and everybody said that sooner or later there would be a smash somewhere up in the hills and Dan Beard would get off the line forever. But the smash didn't seem to come, and Dan's mad way continued. Then a change came. It was almost imper- ceptible. But gradually Dan dropped away from the whisky and bade fair to quit it altogether. He didn't take the grades so fast and slackened up on the curves almost llke the rest. Some said it was "Mollie." Some said the Divl- sion Superintendent. Nobody ever really knew. It was a morning ~[~ the early June the gr~at event occurred. A dispatch had come over the wires saying that a special was coming from the east and that a double-header would be needs~ to carry it over the grades. Dan Beard's No. 20 could climb a tree, and the big fellow gut his orders to make the run. It was getting close to start- ing time and Johnny Coleman, Dan's fire lmy, was growing anxious. Dan had not shown up all morning. He was not at German Joe's, nor around the station. The dispatcher was stand- ing in the sun looking at his watch and swearing safely to himself. He was Just on the point of putting another man on No. 20, when something white caught his eye on the hill-path that runs above the cut. As it came nearer he saw it was Mollie, and right behind was Dan, clumsily picking his way over the stones. At the station Dan called out: "All ready," to the dis- patcher, looking rather sheepish and strangely happy. "Remember, Dan," spoke Mollie, as No. 20 began to move. "Not another drop, little girl. Not another------" and ee waved a brown fist back at the girl, ts the tender bumped over the switch to the main track. And not until the big machine dwindled to a mere bug in the distance did Mollie turn her back and disappear in the doorway. That night the special from the east was late. It crept into Lamy 'with one engine and that engine was not No. 20. The little knot that gathered in curi- osity on the platform felt in ,their hearts something was impending. Johnny Coleman limped up, his head bandaged in white cloth, and looking weak and sick. "Where's Dan?" asked a little wom- an with a face very white. Johnny Coleman did not answer, but looked uneasily away. They were lifting something very gently from the' baggage car to lay it on the platform. Johnny told as briefly as possible the details. "Making up time, we left the track at the culvert," he said. "I Jumped clear, but Dan didn't get out in time. When we got him from beneath he was pretty bad. Ands" (someone was crying very softly over where Dan lay.) Johnny continued: "I guess we could ha' pulled 'lm through at that. But he wouldn't take the whisky we give him. " 'Ain't drinking, Johnny; not an- other drop,' was all he said, and then he sort o' turned over like a tired little kid and--I 'spose that's when he died." That night was a lonely vigil in Lamy and along in the early dawn they buried Dan Beard. He's up there near the hill-path that runs above the cut, and can hear the 100 tonners climbing up the grade. And some- times when the boys give the long blast for the Junction they just pull a short one for Dan--the worst man on the Division. If you are ever down that way, drop in on the girl at the eating-house. She's not very stylish, and I guess per- haps her talk is a bit western, but somehow or other they seem to think pretty well of her in Lamy. And, by the way, they don't call her "Mollie" any more. It's just Dan Beard's girl~ the Girl at Lamy. '~rhore's ]Pipe." Do you know there is much fake business about the pipe-smoking and pipe-offering host? So long has the earth been flooded with rot and rub- bish about "the pipe" that ordinary men must live fifty years before they can break away from the idea that a briar or cob, packed with long-cut or granulated at 20 cents a pound is the very quintessence of comfort and hos- pitality. Tut-tut! Who wants to put between his lips a guttapercha stem that others have slobbered through? I have in mind several acquaintances who keep on hand from ten to a dozen rancid old pipes to hand around when friends call. Such men are practicing economy for economy's sake. They are too mean to offer you a 10-cent cigar, and l~retend that their dirty old pipes are good enough for any- body. Catch 'era outside and ask if they'll have a smoke. Why, certain- ly. And they order quarter cigars. I have had much experience of these chap,--New York Press. Advloo to Girls Who T~avoL The young girl who is traveling by herself should seek informatio.n from the train people rather than from her companions on the train. No girl in traveling should make confidants of strangers of either sex, disclose her name, her destination of her family af- fairs, or make acquaintances on the road. She may, however, show kind attention to a mother traveling with little children, amuse a wearied little one, and politely thank anyone who does her an unobtrusive kindness.~ Margaret E. Sangster in the Ladles' Home Journal. A Cosmopolltn Army, The conflict between the Germans and Czechs in Austria-Hungary, which deserves Secretary Seward's appella- tion of "the irrepressible conflict," makes interesting a study of the ele- ments composing the army of that country, which consists of 428,000 Slavs, 227,000 Allemands, 120,000 Mag- yars, 48,000 Roumanians and 14,000 Italians. The Slavs are made up of 174,000 Czechs, 76,000 Poles, 75,000 Ruthenians, 75,000 Croatians and Ser- vlans and 28,000 Slavonians. New York the Sunniest City. New York claims to be the sunniest of the large cities. The United States weather bureau has charts in light and ihade showing, from 1870 to 1895, how many days have been sunny in each part of the country. Akhough Arizona has sometimes attained a percentage of 80 and other parts of the west have seen very clear skies, New York cLty follows closely with a mean percent- age of 50. i :Current Topics| Dr. I-I. Finlay Helms of Lincoln, Nob., who was sued by MIss Louise Lacey of Chicago for $10,000 for breach of l~romise, was to have filed an an- swer last week in the District court, hut instead he filed a motion asking that the plaintiff be required t~ bs DR. H~ FINLEY HELMS. more specific in her petition so far as it relates to a trousseau which she says she bought at a cost of $500. The mo- tion of Dr. Helms asks that the plain- tiff be required to give an itemized statement showing the number and na- ture of each article in the trousseau and the cost of each. Miss Lacey was formerly a stenographer for Hibbard, Spencer, Bartlett & Co., of Chicago, but resigned her position to enter into a marriage contract. The Ha~ze ~Profezfz. The report that the members of the arbitration tribunal of The Hague con- ference are to protest against Joseph Chamberlain's speech on the employ- ment of Kaffirs against the Boers in South Africa is the first sign of life we have had from that quarter in a long time. It is timely. The discov- ery that Great Britain has been arm- ing savages against the little remnant of the republican forces is the latest series of revolting revelations that have deprived her of the last spark of foreign sympathy. It was agreed in the beginning on both sides that this was to be a white man's war. Had it been otherwise the Boers could have offered such induce- ments to the huge masses of savages enveloping the British settlements as would have turned them loose upon Cape Colony and Natal. The odds on a white basis are so tremendous against the little republics that the enlistment of Kaffirs against them ap- pears peculiarly mean. Are not the 55,000,000 people of European blood in the Pritish Empire enough to dispose of a quarter of a million Boers, with- out having to call in the black barba- rians of Africa?---Chicago American. Ofg~erz Hi~ Life. Colorado Dairy Commissioner T. L. Monson volunteers to swallow o~ LII T. L. MONSON. otherwise take into his system the germs of animal tuberculosis to prove or disprove Dr. Koch's theory that the disease in cows and other animals is not communicable to humans. Mr. Monson believes in Dr. Koch's theory~ He declarcs he is sincere in his offer; and makes only one provislon--that his family must be given an annuity if the experiment proves fatal to him. .~re~$paper~ a, J~d~zcafor,r. Prof. W. H. Lynch, of Mountain Grove Academy, at Mountain Grove, Me., is credited with readlhg more pald-for newspapers than any other man in the United States. He sub- scribes for 58 newspapers, six of them dailies. The professor says: "I use the newspapers in my classes. They are the best instrument in the world for teaching current history and geography.. The real drama of life in its varied forms of commercial, politi-, cal and social relations must be seen and learned through 'the mirror of the world,' the newspaper. Every Friday! morning in the academy is devoted to i the reading of newspapers." ~arro~x Fa~orx Afhlefcx. Rev. J. H. Barrows of Oberlin be- lieves that the "rage" for athletics will be overruled for good; that we'll form the outdoor hab~lt and be the healthier for it. "If 1 had the ear of the leading business men of America," he says, "I would whisper in it as the wisest counsel I know to men over 50 years of age, 'Golf first and business afterward.' This means longer-lived, more successful, happier and better The Petit Bleu of Bruemeis publishes an open letter from the Belgian his- torian, Barral, to Edmond Rostrand, the author of "L'Aiglon," which touches on a curious point of real or alleged history. Rostand's wife is a granddaughter of Marshal Gerard, who in 1832 led a French army through Belgium. The object of this letter is to ascer- tain if Mme. Rostand has any papers of her grandfather which may throw light on the attack made by his troops on the B~tish Lion, which stands on a hill at Waterloo. The French sol- diers, it seems, endeavored to ~ver- throw this insulting monument, and it was all that the marshal could do to prevent its destruction. Now M. Barral has discovered that though the British Lion is still there, its tail has been sadly twisted, and he wants to know how and when. The tall, once borne proudly aloft, flamboyant and aggressive, now trails as limply and tamely as that of the harmless and necessary cat. In the Brussels Museum is a plaster cast marked "Model of the Lion of Waterloo," and this has an erected tail, while the iron on the battle field has a drooping one. According to M. Barral's account, the French soldiers broke off the lion's tall, which was subsequently replaced' by a new one or by the old one in a new position. M. Barral has also interrogated the proprietors of the Belgian foundry where the lion was ca.st about 1830. They state that the original model had an elevated tail, and feel quite certain that the cast was like unto it. Fair ~Porfo "~ican ~Pamfer. Miss Herminia Davila of Porto Rico has placed a portrait of Andrew Car- / HERMINIA DAV~LA. ~egle on exhibition in the Porto Rlcan section of the Pan-American. The por- trait is done in black and white silk of such minute needlework that the effect is similar to steel engraving. The picture presents th~ head and shoulders of Mr. Carnegie, and is an exact reproduction of a photograph. The frame was also designed by Miss Davlla, and she has embroidered many dainty pansies in the four white cor- ners. ,$'peed of Locomo#i,Oe~r ~e.rtedo A locomotive on the New Jersey Central Railroad was recently tested with a train of nine coaches, and made over three miles at the rate of elgthy- two miles per hour, and them ber- formances can be repeated-regularly. This is not to say, however, ttta~ the average rate of speed of American locomotives is over eighty miles pet hour, for it is very much less, but ~t shows that they have a force in re- serve which can be called on in emer- gencies to make up lost time. The only oecurate data for comparing the performances of locomotives are what are technically called "train sheets." These bxe official records compiled fox theoflicersof/the roads,in which "noth. lng ts extenuated or aught set down in malice," and they show that, com- pared with foreign locomotives, our own are far ahead in all that consti- tutes efficiency, speed and economy. A ~omrfer in /far~e~rz, The Rev. Charles A. Long of the York (Pa.) German Baptist church, when not occupied with the duties of n]s charge, finds diversion in the rais- ing of fancy chickens. The pastor's pretty little 6-year-old daughter is very fond of her father's chickens, and she has displayed a peculiar ingenuity in taming and teaching a number of the fowls to perform tricks. Several of them follow her where she wills and are frequently her only playmates. One handsome Black Mlnorea rooster, harnessed to a wagon, takes a staid old hen for a carriage ride, with little Ira manipulating the reins, as shown in the photograph. The same rooster and several others have been taught to play at see-saw, and they also haw t~t)oman and #be l~tfche.. Mme. Schmahl, editor of the Avant Courier, goes even further than Mine. Sarah Grand in her advocacy of wom- an's enfranchisement. Mme. Schmahl, would apply the ax to the underpin-. nings of our domestic institutions. "The kitchen must go," says she, "be- fore women meet the responsibilities: of the twentieth century and specialize their work according to their tastes." That is, if women are to have free scope for their intellectual develop- ment during the present century, they' must abandon the cooking stove and the pantry, the refrigerator and the china closet, the kneading board, the rolling-pin and the broom, and devote themselves exclusively to what Mme. Schmahl regards as the higher pur- suits. How are they to do this if they ex- pect to have husbands, children and the happiness for which the soul of every good woman yearns in these days? Can they abandon the kitchen and still preserve domestic peace? Or, to put it in a broader way, will it be possible for the woman of the twen- tieth century to elimlna~e the kitchen from her home life? The Chtneze 2~ride Carrier. Perhaps the queerest trade among the Chinese of San Francisco Is tha~ of bride carrier. There are three women following this occupation in China- town and making a comfortable, if spasmodic, income. The excuse for this trade is the CARRYING A BRIDE. Chinese custom of making the bride an idler on her wedding day, forbid- ding her either to walk or stand, and requiring her to he carried from he~ husehold to that of her husband by some one of her own sex. It would perhaps be permitted that the bride's mother or some of her female rela- tions should perform this delicate at- tention, but of late this is considered not at all "swell" among upper-class Chinese and their imitators. The real, fashionable thing to do and the lucky one as well is to have a regular pro- fessional with a reputation for luck and a correct and inside knowledge of the ceremonies to be observed. And when a Chinese family wishes to put on a little extra "dog" over the mar- riage of a daughter, all three of China- town's professionals are hired. Cotton in Cen#ral A.Tia. The ambition of Russia to raise all the cotton it needs seems to be on the way toward fulfillment. Thomas Smith, Umced States consul at Moscow, re- ports that 233,500,000 pounds of cotton were shipped into European Russia from central Asia last year by way of the Caspain Sea. The total production of central Asia is now 800,000,000 pounds. This is not a large quantity of cotton when compared with the nearly 6,000,000,000 pounds which has been raised in one year in the United States, or with the 3,300,000,000 pounds exported by this country last year. But the size of the Russian crop is signifi- cant because of the rapid increase it shows over previous years. Russia is raising at least ten times as much cot- ton as it did a decade ago. A J~o~#be~al ~'rexidenf. Francisco L. Alcantara, a graduate of the United States Military Academy, has been elected president of the state of Aragua, VenezueIa. Young Alcantara's father was president of Aragua some years ago, and later was president of the re- public. Francisco was graduated from West Point four .years ago. He was a special cadet, ad- mitted by President Cleveland on re- quest of President Andueza Palacio. The young man's political advance- ment has been rapid and well, and al- though he is only 27 years old he has been elected to the presidency of one of the most important states of Vene- zuela. He is the youngest man occu- kmerican citizens." , other acco|mplishments, pying so high an office. : , i