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SWeTWaka! file STAR OY EMPIRE TARE
Vol. XIIL—No. 10.
DRUM-IEAD WAR SERMON,
3. CRSAR POMPEY SQUAS!
‘THE 454TH BANGWANG INV
: Sunda;
Miss West is
the trouble
then bade
NIPPED INTHE BUD.
bY TVGH HUMPHRRY.
POOR MRS. FORD;
OR, “A SOPT LOW VOICE,” ETC.
BY WRTTY BRIAR,
CHAPLAIN:
CTBLES.
THE OPERA SINGER.
BY ALICE MASON.
” was a social party,
of the Principal
of
the the
My nephew, Frank Harmon, came
my oflon one 2a, a0 dow atm
as, 1k, and bueled himself for
have to contend
of oe nang ‘te is. that
Mus. Fonp was already © a “
women at A ‘he earth i air and Dente aronad
Tam young and full of bealth, rich
beautiful, talented and beloved, what
desire?
And yet I sigh amid it all! Ab me! My
a varse from
b
0 hal left home for a one ol
blighted lily,
weak the tyranny having a ryan bie Ted by
mn exceedingly handsome
ob
rascal! Don’t you know
80, too! You
Frank was a lively, boisterous
husband, too pure to
the evil influences with which he
“Flo dat tee and rune away,
May lb to te anoder day."
wen years of ago, fond of
squirrel shooting, and his Uncle Hugh. She w:
whom seomed to pity or obey
ack net her own
in as Leslie; and that he does
me with his whole heart, I have no
for him, I had never known him to
still ten minutes at atime before, and
Bat i ove another! My vanity and ca-
eb Xk
n 0 was nervy yy curse from ehild-
before he got half through. At last ‘ed me tore to min the heart of
is pen, 8 "alo poverty shane, onal Sister's busband, and before T was
his rough his hai Fred admired her, but He took tea friends “passed by on the had involved me in the meshes of a
himself by drawing a long breath. beauty she was that T had never felt before. He
0, shucks! what © job ‘t " One after another, the delicacies of e
letter,—and , too. Never'll Freneb, and ‘one after another, every
me doing it again, that’s sure.” and daughter ard an
to himself, he continued: “I know Engl turned inside ont, and
oa te long er; and the boys’
and patebed, and the
ound, uatil, by aad by,
no foundetions fe
on my heart.
® « siogala Ban. we is not
short
d to write about before
Tee
good tate st ‘han Be ay
paar, almost vols
tno passion or em:
ever tie i + yet by some power
is calculated to win the
than I can eee.”
“You will see, one of those days,
Frank,” I replied. “Ab! your eyes
be opened wonderfully ono of
te
shame upon shame followed.
Whea the flour was th
=y ‘tg Frank.”
My sister lores him ardently. Rather
and retiring herself, it is a wonder
he gained ber love; yet such a passion
Jealousy has he awakened in her serene
he. would rot that the still white heat of her
Te taust borsowe when she suspects him of admiring
” is fearful. She does not rave as I do,
Twill try,” she would answer bit,
soft low voice, soa then send one
“Did yon
Who was it? a why didn’t you ever
maried, Tonle? “Yim sure sone
looking _—when you ‘our best
carry your gold headed can,
ms aian’t yout”
jo you know the reason
youn aes tree bears no fruit this
“0, ‘My rabbit nipped the
out what Fred’s
t
*Boware, girl, what you-do, I be-
yet could ill? and I feel strange
run through my veins,
if I feared she could.
Twas the, Ditternens ot alighted tore tn
first’place, that i
Leslie. I was angr} ow see eet,
of all the crows tha et in worship
rallied by my
who
irst, soon aed
boys” together, whi
vy from house to bone
nla oe baskets; nd thon
‘woman went out ke
and only received a more
always got ‘ nipped in the bud.’”
“Did you ever try?
Ms now do, Uncle. I never will tell
whe down bere, Frank ;
t me, a and Twill tell jou of “tbe
time I g
“Mra, Ford! could not you
“T was seven! vee then, but looked
dresses?” inquired the
“1 will try,” she replied, in
voles tell? was unconscious of my attrac-
Many a has, accustomed to making nover Fi
wrappers, sent 0 “
rho sat up, nightly, until
“stiteh, ttc, tb,
to make, ow
b, a
ing, I was somewhat trie to
eryetyoremtimes; I found it
pleasant. © It secured. me friends
€ mu cho
you
‘tt
my attire. He never
was evidently sick, in more more
over the
never did. she gave her shirt ‘women ‘were
Sete ‘oe ber condition captain of, the "all ob
am telling you But arer times came on, and ‘month of July. is wid an
at Harisvil their sewing at home; and —___—
‘the ther? ? Soaps re
ras living je matter?” You 1 bought sbirte rex ay ioe BODIES ARE EMBALMED. entirely
a eoustn of Tam,” Igasped, as I th seg machines excelled ‘8 Philadetphia hetre
m
in stitebi 10 Mr. Leslie.
“It’s very streoge we get along 50
said Old Whiskey Ponch once
can’t you take in washing”
in
“struck
Point, Va.,as
the curiosities in the rear of
to make some kind
before reaching
could not collect
hem in an
my
was
of a
was
And again sh
voice :” “I will
fs close upon us.”
And that eal creature, wh
red in er father’s
under the mos
circumstances in which any woman
placed, supported hor “liege
her toil at the wash tu
ut that does not cad ‘the story.
time her oldest son carried home
1e pay
and spent it before he saw
And my
for an inter-
passion,
and with
desire.
out.
enjoy it or
ever saw
knew. But
ean you
few hours
me have a
T want to
a one as
by
I
the cars
I
Wen Jonny cums hum frum de war.”
4 CAPITAL POEM,
ee proveetive of geod
atthe Robe cepecily he
But the
agai
‘About that te we cam
Jost all knowledge of the “Fords.
— ‘the best, it my
‘Heart Disease and Tobacco. even from me.
M. Decaisne, in a communication to
we ie "hi our best vrishos, mown igs
‘marry; an
beauty.”
to nat
des Sciences, exhibits
in the heavy bill of
the abuse of tobacco,
in the
next meh and go
re never ive rd.
Here our Mase commences capering 7
Doo’t 0
Among thom moves a mn
He moves manly form,
he Whose heart is throbbing true and warm,
t
to
nieaid tho as curses on this bated mar-
At Seven Mile Nero every gato wit death itl, know not, you cannot
Tmust be at decor genty irc i Teould brave every
was now after
tell ber on my way
question. I knew the
for my horse on bis way
“like the wind.”
im then, Our Father |
‘Though ‘oeath the missiles of the foe,
His chmraden bo fa dea aid lowe
‘taen ‘thw from him each fatal blow,
‘Save, save him tea, Our Patho
to win you. Let ws
that sever us. Let us
lands across the sea,
‘a brilliant career.
and fame, and hap-
De you thi I would work tia bin,
Till my back like a po varied
My Got, upoa my bended knee,
My friend T now commend to Thee,
0, wreathe hie sword with
And grant bien life, Our Father?
about, and away we sped.
bad both of us
gentlemen was
Fred to write,
until we
read the ladies
write, of read a selected sa What Became oft.
‘The San Jose Mercury, of January
respousble ‘or the follow wing: “A
gentleman of this cit
officer, who has fought ander the
flag, * yeame quite interested. in
talented young
but extraordinary amount of
the pact of the letter writing
illion five una red aud
is that girl in
io me.
See how
bead.”
‘on “A LIFE ON THE OCEAN WAVE.”
n that one with
“Do you not know
three bundre
letters were rceved aurog the
hair. nine
T wanted
boars at Me. Pattorgon’s, I may
a ride,
he teacher na he reads
ames, and I will watch ber,” said
at Rudolph with some-
that I had miserably ne how calm and of
e
r
t we were nearing I
of the approaching, train,
below, and knew that my time
4," suid th
‘The git Feed was watching, auddenly
started.
Misa West
#0, I
a bill near the
it
write,” she
a
the scene
Patterson's door. von
ani tempta-
of game 1
represent bonnets as
pose
of the thing but price,
answer at the make von
ee
