Mr. Dream-maker Come, Mr. Dream-maker, sell me tonight The loveliest dream in your shop: My dear little lassie is weary of light Her lids are beginning to drop She's good when she's gay, but she's tired of play. And the tear-drops will naughtily creep. So Mr. Dream-maker, hasten, I pray My little girl's going to sleep. -S. M. Peek, in The Christian Register.

A Belgian teacher of natural history gives an account of an experiment made by him to test the abilities of children as collectors. The result was simply astounding. The teacher asked a boy to collect all the different kinds of spiders that he might see during his vacation. The lad who, evidently, did not share the absurd fear which most persons have of these harmless and useful creatures, accepted the task with asperity, and for weeks he scoured the country round about him for spiders, going about three miles in every direction. He brought back to school more than a hundred species of which no less than ten had never been sup poscel to exist in Belgium, despite the careful explorations of Prof. Becker of Brussels, who is famous as a collector of spiders. The little collection that he made in so remarkable a manner is a highly prized addition to the cabinet of the

Please let me go a little further, it is such a fine morning?" "No, dear. I'm going shopping, you know." answered the girl, explaining the difficulty, as of Marco were human, "there'll be crowds of people, and I shall not know what to do with you. But go along now. there'a a good fellow, and I'll be back soon." Without another word Marco turned and walked hock across the gardens. He did not slink away, as some dogs do when sent hack, but marched leisurely along with his head in the air, stopped a moment on the bridge to watch the children skating below, then trotted on toward Commonwealth avenue. The Athenian watched him until he had disappeared beyond the cates, then resumed his way, wondering whether Darwin loved dogs or not. — Boston Record.

And the next morning nurse put on Roggie's new little trousers and Reggie's new little trousers; and, oh but they did look funny - you can see how funny they looked - these tiny boys in their tiny trousers.

And Roggie did not like to have nurse laugh.

And Reggie did not like to have nurse laugh.

Bees go out all day gathering honey and work all night in the hive, building their combs as perfectly as if an electric light shone there all the time. Why do they prefer to work in the dark? is often asked. Every one knows that honey is a liquid with no solid sugar in it. After standing it gradually assumes a crystalline nppearance, or granniatesm and untimate-

ly becomes a solid mass.

Honey has been experimentally inclosed in well-corked flasks, some of which were kept in perfect darkness, while the others were exposed to the light. The result was that the portion exposed to the light room crystalized, while that kept in the dark remained

unchanged.

Hence, we see why the bees are so careful to obscure the glass windows which are placed on their hives. The istence of the young depends on saccharine food presented to them, and if light were allowed access to this, it would, in all probability, prove fatal to the inmates

of the hive.

And as soon as they had eaten their bread and milk, as soon as they had eaten their breakfast, they ran out on the veranda where papa was reading his paper. And what do you nink their papa did when he saw them? Why, he threw his paper high up in the air and he laughed. "Ha! ha! what little men are these? Come here and I'll put you both In my pocket!" And he caught Roggie up in his arms and pretended he was going to put him in his pocket.

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And Roggie did not like to see his father laugh, and Reggie did not like to have his father laugh; and they wriggled and screamed and ran away down the path to the garden where mamma was watering her roses.

How Chinese Ducks Swim to Market Chinese farmers do not take their ducks to market in crates, but drive them into the waters of the grand

canal and compel them to furnish their

own motive power. Usually the dock

“crop" of a whole district Is brought together and started to market in charge of men in boats, and the sight of several thousand birds swimming in a compact mars along China's great water road is a novel one indeed. Julian Ralph, the traveler, met such a procession one day. The mass of ducks was several acres in extent, and went along at a pace much faster than eonld be expected, being kept in formation by long bamboo poles with palm leaves at the end. Suddenly several boats came up in the opposite direction—a big "chopboat" and two or three smaller vessels. They were sailing swiftly before the fresh breeze directly upon the neld of ducks, and there seemed to be no way of preventing a terrible slaughter. The big “chopboat," like a house blown before a gale, sped toward the advancing feathered host, and at last the birds that were in the way were almost under her bows. Then there was a fluttering of wings and a bobbing of heads, the immense flock broke apart, a crack opened before the "chopboat" and widened until there was a canal broad enough for the vessel to pass through. Not a single duck was run over.

A young girl was crossing the Public garden the other morning upon the main path which crossed the bridge. She was accompanied by a magnificent mastiff, who strode along beside her in the most companionable sort of way, looking up into her face occa-

sionally as if to remark casually that it was a very fine morning, or to ask

if there was anything he could do for her. The two crossed the bridge together, and finally came to the Charles street gate. Here the young girl, evidently not wishing to have the care of the dog in the busy etreets, that is far enough now, Marco. You need not go with me any farther, but

turn about and go back home."

She did not take her hands out of her muff to point the way, and she spoke as she would to a small brother, in a pleasantly conversational voice. Marco locked at her with his large

eyes, then looked across the Common,

wagging his tail slowly as though he were thinking how very pleasant it would be to go the rest of the way. Finally he turned beck to her again and with a movement of his head and eyes asked as plainly as though the words had come from his mouth

And what do you think mamma did when she saw them? Mamma didn't laugh. Oh. no. She put her little handkerchief up to her eyes: and she cried: "Oh, oh, where are my babies! Oh, oh, will they never come back

again!"

And Roggie did not like to see his mnother cry, and Reggie did not like to see his mother cry. So they took

hold of hands and toddled on down the path to the big silver poplar tree where dear Arabella and dear Araminta stood singing and swinging, both

in a swing together.

And Arabella laughed, "Ha! ha! he! he!" as she swung high up in the

branches.

And Araminta laughed. Ha! ha! be! he!" as she swung high up in the

Arabella laugh,

like to have Arminta laugh. And so they ran down the path as fast as they could go. On and on and on they ran till they came on the little brook in the little meadow. And Reggie sat down on the bank by the brook and cried. "I want my dress on." he cried. "I don't want these trousers. And Reggie sat down on the bank by the brook and cried.

"I want my dress on." he cried. "I don't want these trousers." And Roggle cried: "I'll throw them

away, I will! I'll throw these trousers

away!"

And Roggle cried: “I'll throw them

away, I will! I'll throw these trousers

away!"

And Reggie cried: "I'll throw them away, I will! I'll throw these trousers

away!"

And those little rogues, they did! They pulled off their new little trousers, and they threw them into the

brook!

And mamma came running down the meadow path to find them. And, oh,

how she laughed when she saw them!

“Ha! ha!" she laughed. "Oh, you dear little things! Have you thrown

your trousers away? But she cuddled them close in her

arms and kissed them.

"There, don't cry!" she said.

"Mamma is glad you threw them away. Yes, I am glad you threw them away." And Roggie smiles through his

tears.

"Manny is looking," he said. "See, see! Old Nanny is looking!"

And Reggie smiled through his tears.

"See! Old-Nanny-goat is looking!" Yes. There on the other side of the brook old Nanny stood, with a look of surprise in her wise eyes, watching

those little trousers as they floated away down the stream! - Gertrude

Smith; in Little Folks.

A Brick-Hearted Elm. In New Brunswick. N. J., is an elm tree that literally has a heart of stone, if flintlike bricks and mortar may be so classified. A long time ago the elm was one of three large trees planted around the grave of a famous Indian chief, but with the growth of the town two of the trees were cut down to give place to a street. The remaining elm at once began to die at the heart, and in a few years the trunk was honeycombed by insects. Then at a Fourth of July celebration the punk-like heart caught fire and burned out. Supported by a thin shell of a trunk, the tree threatened to fall in any high wind. Then it occured to its owner, Mrs. Elmendorf, to have the

This was done, and for years the big tree has rested on its stony support,

inside filled with brick and mortar,

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Perfuming Gloves To perfume your gloves mix well together half an ounce of essence of roses, a drachm each of oil of cloves and mace and a quarter of an ounce of frankincense. Place this in tissue paper and lay it between the gloves.

Beautiful in Spite of Age. The Princess of Montenegro, who will celebrate this year her fortieth wedding anniversary, is said to be still one of the most beautiful women in Europe. She is highly educated and greatly beloved for her benefactions to the needy and afflicted. Her husband. Prince Nikita, has reigned 40 years. They have had ten children.

The New Blouses.

Tight fitting bodies and Etons accompany tailor skirts. The blouse,

too, is very popular, but in a more glorified condition, for it is made on to

a fitted lining and becomes more of a

bodice. Tucks, frills, lace insertion,

turn it into a thing of beauty, and,

being made up over a tight fitting lining, it seems anomalous to apply the

one or two flannel blouees are so convenient to take in turn with those of silk or cambric. The fronts of such

a tiny enamel button at the end. Ribbon velvet is another pretty trimming

for them, and made with a sailor col-

lar of gulpture lace they form very dressy wear.

! or White Hands.

Cleanliness is the first essential, and therefore when rough work has to be done is it well, if possible, to put on gloves. Prevention is better than cure; and as nothing spoils the hands like getting them grimmed, this should be avoided as far as possible. It is, however, not always possible to wear gloves for dirty work, so one must be prepared for one's hands being sometimes very much soiled. When

this is the case, don't go to work

upon them with soda, soap and brush for that would roughen them dreadfully. Instead, take some vaseline,

lard or oil and rub it into the hands,

and then wash them thoroughly with a good toilet soap and a piece of flannel in warm water. The flannel

better than a nailbrush for ordinary use, and, if used regularly, a nailbrush will be found almost if not entirely superfluous. That is a thing to be remembered, for the use of a brush roughens the finger tips and nails and makes them more liable to become soiled than need be.—Washington

Star.

Fashions in Gloves.

Glace kid, buttoned, gloves are the correct ones for church, with two or four buttons, and of white or a light tan. If tan a heavier kid is used, and one or two buttons are sufllclent; in fact a regular heavy walking glove is the smartest. Many women always cling to a Suede glove of the mousquetaire style with two buttons only. These are of a lighter shade of color than the gown or of black. Of course this does not refer to a red, or a green, or a blue gown—simply to the brown or gray. A white Suede glove is absolutely inappropriate, however. So, much depends upon the lining of the muff as to what gloves can be worn from a practical point of view that it is as well to buy one with refer-

ence to the other. The present fashion of the white lining or the fur lining

for the very rich fur muffs makes it possible to wear white or light gloves.

whereas the dark linings so soon soil the gloves that it is generally silly to follow slavishly the fashion of wearing white gloves, especially if economy has to be consulted. As the church costume is emphatically a walking costume, heavy walking boots, or boots of kid and patent leather are correct. The fancy dress boot or shoe Is not then senaibta or in good taste.

—Harper's Bazaar.

Children and the Use of Money.

Two extremes have been taken by

parents with regard to children's handling money. Some give their children all the money they want, while others never give their children a cent. In the first case the children grow up without any ideas of the

value of a dollar, and are often obliged to learn later in life, through

failure, the value of money. In the second case, as soon as the child

reaches an age to earn anything, he

dom of spending it as he chooses, and often does so with about the same result as in the first instance.

time that he makes a poor bargain,

let him suffer, the natural consequences. Teach him system in finances. One of out wealthy men made it a rule to always lay by one-fifth of his income for a nest egg. A certain proportion should be given to benevolent and religious purposes. By teaching a child honor and good

judgement in the use of money, you teach him much that goes into the

Woman's Love of Jewels. In all countries and in all ages women seem to have inherited a love for precious stones, says the Chicago Chronicle, and it is no wonder that these gems are popularly supposed to exercise some subtle magnetism that influences their nature. This inherent passion may account in a measure for the recent erase for some mascotic jewel, a survival of medieval superstition. Upon impressionable people certain gems appear to wield a potent influrace. Who has not listened to weird talcs of some heirloom tailsman. which.when lost or stolen. presaged the ruin of a noble house? A person with a vivid imagination might even believe in the theory of the Pythagorean, who formulated the doctrine that inamimate things are endowed with souls. Certain evolutionists of today trace the origin of man back to stones, asserting that in their adamantine bosoms they contain the all-prevading essence of spirit, and that the spark emitted

THE EDICTS OF FASHION.

New York City. - Simple, full waists are very generally becoming; and always mean a certain air of smartness. The May Manton bebe model illus-

from their crystalline hearts is the revelation of the imprisoned soul

within.

From time immemorial jewels have served as propitiaory offerings at holy shrines, as token of amity from one crowned head to another, as mystic messages of affection between distant friends, as pledges of constancy exchanged between plighted lovers. Men have bled and died, kingdoms have crumbled, families have been rent asundr, husband and wife parted over the disputed possession of some coveted jewel. Perhaps poor Marie Antoinette of ill-starred mem-

WOMAN'S BEBE WAIST.

medium size seven and three-quarter yards of material twenty one inches wide, or three and a half yards fifty inches wide, will be required.

Waistcoats Are Much in Vogue. For visiting frocks and at-home toil ets waistcoats are much in vogue. They are made without basques just like a man's waistcoat, but outlined more closely to the figure. They are built double or single breasted, and terminate exactly at the line of the

waist, passing over the waistband of

the skirt, which they conceal. They are made of velvet, cloth or satin, and are either of white or some light tone.

trated is adapted to all thin, diaphanous fabrics, to light-weight woolen

materials and all soft, pliable silks. As shown, it is of dotted silk mull in

Some of the pretty new musiins are printed in all-over designs with medallion effects, while other cotton fabrics show both cashmere designs and colors. As for the new batists they

are prettier than ever, especially the

embroidered varieties.

mings of black velvet, and is made with low neck and short sleeves, but it can be made high and with long sleeves, as shown in the sketch, or

with a separate guimpe, if so pre-

ferred. The advantages of a gown that can be made decoliete or high by

Writing with white ink on blue paper is said to be one of the ultra fashion-

The smartest, most fashionable shirt waists for morning wear are simple in the extreme, and somewhat severe.

The attractive ana servicable May

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necklace. Women in all ages have succumbed to the temptation of

The college life of American girls today is all and more than its best friends hoped for it in the days when

the higher education of women was still experimental. The girls who are now in Barnard, Vassar, Bryn Mawr, Radcliffe or Wellesley were in their cradles then. They have grown up since the days of alarm that college life would ruin the health and detract from the womanliness of women. Modern college girls have been reared in good health, and in the spirit of outdoor life; bicycling, walking, swimming, tennis, rowing, basketball and gymnasium exercises are becoming more and more integral parts of their lives. They have never been called "tomboys," as outdoor girls used to be. More of them dance than formerly: girls from evangelical households also are allowed to dance by thousands nowadays, and this, too, is to

their advantage. College girls may now spend their four years of study

strength, and also with increased of social grace and knowledge. It is found by a comparison of customs in half a dozen of our leading colleges for women that even the bazing which is given the freshmen is of a sort to straighten out any chance unsocial kinks they may have, and teach them the amenities of intercourse. This has been well described as "intellectual hating," since it is rather by stings of words than more

palpable means that correction is administered. Th clubs and societies in the women's colleges all tend to fit a

girl for the larger life of society when she leaves college, and in most of them there is much more dancing than

would once have been thought academic. This is especially the case with the “co-eds" in universities for men. The overwhelming courtesy of seniors, juniors and sophomores to freshmen in more than one of the women's colleges is a curious ordeal for a shy girl. She is made to feel at once by many attentions that she belongs to an important body social, and that only by swift rising to meet the demands upon her can she show her worthiness to enter into the life of the community. There are times when the spirit of class contest waxes warm

an interclass boat race. But in gen-

eral the college spirit and the spirit

of personal friendliness and good will are so strong that rivalry is consist-

ently sportsmanlike.

In the same spirit as the gymnasium excercises as the intellectual gym-

nastics are carried on. Girls make high jumps or swift rushes and go through ground and lofty tumbling, both mental and physical, with a sim-

plicity, an insouciance, an utter absence of conceit nowadays; this was not quite true of the pioneers in the

EVENING WRAP.

are fully known and recognized. When it is worn the waist is suited to daytime wear, when it is omitted it becomes an evening bodice, and the short sleeves when added are exceedingly

effective.

The foundation for the waist it a fitted lining that closes at the centre front. The short sleeves are slightly full at the outside of the arm, and are helf by ribbon bands bowed at the lower edges. The bare sleeves fit smoothly and snugly to the wrists, flaring over the hands. When a guimpe is desired it is necessary to use an extra lining, facing with lace or other yoking to the line of the low neck, the full length sleeves being made to match the yoke. To cut this waist for a woman of medium size three and five eighth yards of material twenty-one inches wide, two and five-eighth yards thirty-two Inches wide, or one and seven-eighth yards forty-four Inches wide, will be required, with two and an eighth yards eighteen inches wide for yoke and sleeves, or four and a half yards

Manton model shown includes all the latest features, and is adaptable for all cotton and linen stuffs, for wash silks, for taffeta and line Scotch and French flannel. As illustrated, it is of mercerized Madras in dull blue and white, and is worn with a white collar, black tie and belt, and is unlined, but made from taffeta or fiannel will be found more satisfactory made over the

fitted foundation.

The lining is cut with fronts and

backs only, and is fitted with single darts, under-arm and centre-back seams. The back proper is smooth across the shoniders, with scant fulness drawn down in gnthers at the waist line. The fronts are gathered at the neck and at waist line, where the waist blouses slightly at the centre. The front edge is finished with the regulation box pleat, and the closing can be accomplished by means of studs or buttonholes, as preferred. The sleeves are in bishop style, with narrow, pointed cuffs that lap and

close on the upper side. The neck is

finished with a high turn-over collar. To cut this waist for a woman of medium size thread and five eighth yards of material twenty-one inches wide.