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THE BOSTON SUNDAY- GLOBEOCTOBER 9, 1910. RETRI3UTI0N. Atoning in Desolate South Africa fcr a Barrack-Room Mistake. PORT WINE. How the Portuguese Product Is Made.

COSTLIEST FLAT. Will Be Rented for $25,000 a Year. in plays books and music, and even though she may be a bread winner, aha is more thnn likely to have found Lime to acquire soma accomplishments which will make her sought after; occasionally she even iins that rare one of being a good listener and every man w'll agree with me that that, of all feminine accomplishments, Is quite the mos charming. The man has never seen hct with her hair screwed into "natural waves" or pouting the coffee in a soiled dressing gown, but naturally sees on.y her best side. She, too, has another s'do but what does It matter since only she herself knows It? Philippa Lyman in Smart affalrs, this spirit befceg kaofvi by th name of Blsan.

This divlnttyv restln place Is near the tree. Then, vv. the spirit of the campliMi tree Is liela to bo extremely jealous of the precious gnna, so that it necessary to propitiate her. Inasmuch as she would, should she learn that hunters were In quest of It, endeavor to Interpose obstacles to their mission. Accordingly, the natives speak in a tongue that the tree spirit may not understand.

It was for this purpose that the mysterious "camphor language" was invented and It consists of an odd mixture of Jakun and Malay woids that have been curiously altered and reversed. Harper' Weekly. to command, "Maj von Zickermann and I must settle this matter together." For sheer astonishment there was a moment's pause. Next von Ravelsburg. but just able to put one foot lefore the other, raised his hand to salute, and dragged himself out of earshot.

The others followed, until only the settler and the German officer were left. "If this is not stopped every man but you and Herr Hauptmann and I will shoot himself," he begun. Von Zickermann nodded sullenly. "You are responsible for the men under you, Herr Major?" the settler went on. The officer nodded again.

"You know that and I alone, know enough of the country' to have a chance of getting back to the base," "Yes," and the one word wedged itself By MAR I AX BOWV. MEN ARE VAIN. In Fact, Much More so Than Women. Behavior at Photographer's Shows Them Up. Reception Room Girl a Competent Judge.

Handsome Edifice Now Being Built in New York. Odd Procession Carries the Grapes to Presses. It was during one of those native risings in German South Africa that a fore of regular troops. Just landed at altish bay. was dispatched upccui.try to Windhoek, and then onward to bup-presn or to try to auppres a tnbe aj.U BRIC-A-BRAC.

camera stamps me as I am, and I'm not going to have any lying portraits. I shall return for another sitting tomorrow," and the regenerated woman stalked out. "Now, did you ever in your life?" exclaimed the reception room girl after she hud none. "A woman that wants to look as old as she ia, and as plain! My, my, but A loose-jointed, aappy-faced young man, overly togged out, came in then witii a clumsy swagger. "You've got a picture down In your show case," said he, addressing the girl behind the desk in an ill-fitting, man-about-town manner, "of a chap in a light suit good looking duck-standing easylike, know.

Want to got a couple dozen just like that fellow's." "A smooth-faced man, in a light sack suit, the coat buttoned up 8x10 wise?" inquired the girl. "Yep, that's It," answered the loose-jointed youth. That's a theatrical man," said the young woman. "The picture is much admired. You may explain to the operator that you want one just like it The young man ascended the stepe to the operating room.

But you'll have to be born igaln before you'll get one Juat like It. or anything whatever like It." said the girl, finishing the sentence in an undertone to her visitor. "He's a specimen of a good many its. chief, who were out in open rebellion muidering, burring, destroying all that I with a hiss from between Von Zicker they camo acrata. mann's cUnched teeth.

Workers Have Music on All Occasions. Luxuries Its Occupants Will Enjoy. A detachment from this main force. Guinevere. (Ily Kueene C.

Poliion.) I try to study Guinevere, And learn, beyond a doubt, Jimt one thing only that flit dear la punt all muling out. A sweet bewitching mystery Is all of her wc know In this we think her liarm mutit be. To mnke us lore uer ao. Here Is a description of the costlieat apartment house in the world the new multi-family house which Is being built on 5th av and the corner of 81st st. New York which Is the apotheosis of luxury, the last word so far as the human mind of today can imagine in scandalous magnificence the apartmrnts in this structure will rent for $25,000 a year which, of course, includes steam heat and janitor service.

A yearly rental of $18,000 Is the highest that has ever been asked for unfur- It is the most fantastic procession imaginable. A long row of men, hooded like monks, each bearing on his back a towering basket, winds down the footpath along the mountainside; and as they walk with measured stride, every man plays upon some instrumentdrum or pipe or triangle or guitar. Yes, a strange procession this, but a logical one, for wine and music have always gone together, and these men are Portusuese grape-pickers carrying the harvest of the day to the wine cellars. The majority of readers are familiar with the heavy sweeness of port wine, but small Indeed is the number of those who penetrate to the home of this royal brand; for the tourist of our day of haste seldom goes where the railroad cannot take him. and rail "You know that if I summoned the men and said that you would not let me go.

they would defy you and your authority." "What are you coming to?" flashed out the German officer. "To this," retorted Frank Bridges, taking no notice of the contempt in the other's voice, on the other's face. "To this: that I am in command now, not you; that the force will obey me, not you; that it is for me to speak, and for you to acquiesce or be silent." "You want to make terms? You want to make conditions?" "Yes," returned the settler. "I do want to make conditions, and you cannot refuse them." "8tate your terms." answered Helmuth von Zickermann, as he drew himself up, as he folded his arms across his broad chest. They are these." answered Bridges: "That you set out tonight with me as soon as It is dark; that when you have ridden side by side with me for one hour, you pull up.

I will ride on. I leave you to make your way to the base The reception room girl In the photographic studio was talking about now fussy men are end how hard to oieasc in the natter ol photographs of themselves. "The inference is, then, that youne men are vainer thnn is generally feup-posjd?" the reception room young woman's visitor. "VainV Dear me, are they vain?" The reception room young woman threw back her head and laughed musically. "Why, you poor innocent," sho resumed, "the vanity of women isn't a circumstance to the towering, monu-menial vanity of men.

And not the young men If anything, I bclleee the middle-aged and elderly men are vainer than the young ones. Mercy me! but tome of the old codgers are con under Helmuth von Zickermann. had been sert to put-h still further into that waste of desert which, stretching toward the Kalmakarl country, grows more doolate nd more barren with each steo. A patlve was the cause of this second cxpt dltiOBL The savage represented he belonged to a tribe at aiimlcjr with thnt in rebellion, that he had been caught by hi foes and so ill-treated (and he showed wounds but half-heaied in corroboration of his story.i that the wish for revenge had brought hi.n to ihe while i.ianW camp, prepared to lead the ilermans straight to the kra.il of the revolted chief. The information if it were true, and the general in command, an authority on but new to Soutli Africa, decided that it must be true was exceedingly valuable.

The detachment under Maj von Zickermann obeyed the summons for special duty cheerfully enough, but when they had been toiling through a waste without a single distinguishing feature You. (Town Toph-s.) The winds blow softly through the trees tonight They blow me aoftly, but tliey blow me true, Tliow old, denr tidings of a world ouce bright A world with you I The stars sbine brightly in the ky tunigbt; They twinkle gaily In their field of blue; And, oh, they bring nie with their witching light. Sweet dreuma of you Fond hope throbbing In my Telna tonight; A liojw once deml that now Is born nne Swift be the whigs thnt bear aie oo my flight, Dear heart, to you of the young men nowadays," said the nished housekeeping apartments in New-girl. "They want pictures of them- York city. Special apartments have aelves just like the pictures well known been built for individuals using the floor men of the theatre display.

Of course, space of two or three regular aparl- ments for which higher rentals have tliey never get them. They try to look haughty, or tragical or Intense, and only succeed, moat of 'em, In looking ridiculous." Cleveland Plain Dealer. SIMILARITY IN PROVERBS. as far as their unaccustomed eyes I or to return to this laager If you can. But I leave you, alone, unarmed, with could sec for days, In the blackness of peculiarly dark night, the guide out even so much as a compass." "It would mean certain death a lingering death of thirst, of starvation It was about an hour before dawn roading is not a thing of the country of port.

But richly repaid is the tourist who leaves the beaten path for a voyage into this vinous paradise. The upper reaches of the valley of the river Douro is the true spot for which he should aim. The Douro rises over In Spain, in the wild Sierra de Pena, whither It takes Its way across Portugal toward the Atlantic. And as it flows the length of Its silvery course, it laves nothing save mountain vineyards. Countless walls of gray stone stretch out across and back again along the rising slopes, forming the terraces that are one of the great beauties of the landscape; and here and there wide roads cut across them, When Will Love Return? (Clinton Isallanl lu Illustrated Sunday Mnga sine.

The berries are ripe uuj red on the boughs of the quicken-tree, And the garden path at night is alight with the primrose urn, Aud I bear the MtVwM iBb. and It aeoma to say to me, "When when will love return;" "Ah. love, rome soon come thus the yearning heart in me cries Wlille bright on the quicken- lioughs the discs of the tierrics burn And I hear her oU-e? Nay, nay, 'tis the bill-wind slclis. "When when will love return:" when Von Zickermann was aroused to. unless" he choked, he could not this news.

He had to admit that vent it "unless." he resumed, "the he, a German officer, the product of the niggers came acioss me." finest military training in the world. Bridges acquiesced with a movement had been duped by an ignorant savage of his head. The great man took out his revolver, held it out. ceited. Why, you really wouldn't believe-" iler narration of just what her visitor wouldn't bflHSTS was interrupted by the entrance of a short, portly man of 00 or thereabouts, with chopped white aide whiskers, a searching eye, and a bulbous nose.

He had on a llght-Uued cutaway coat, a fancy vest and a rakish, cream-eoloi ed soft hit. fie was all smiles when he came In, and he regarded 'he copper hair of the reception to an young woman with glances of manifest admiration. "Ah, little one, er-pardon I didn't quite catch your name," said he, walking up to the desk and leaning his hands on it in a fetching picture. "You have my proofs ready?" "Yea," replied the diving into a box behind the desk. "Here they are.

All three of them are excellent, but the full face seems a trifle the best; don't you think?" And Bhe spread out the proofs for him. He was perfectly willing, apparently, that her copper hair should be as close to his bold heud as the girl had to bring It to show the proofs; but his face screwed up when he looked at the representations of Ills countenance. hy, wh-t the dev-er-I-mean why," he broke out, holding one of the proofs BACHELOR HAS NURSERY. Likes to Admire Toys That Make Children Happy, So He Has Fitted Up a Playroom. Strange a It may seem, a wealthy bachelor of New York city has Juse had fitted up In his upper West Side home one of the most elaborate nurseries in the country.

This man, born ofi wealthy parents, whs an only child. He never had any playmates and wai reared in the most exclusive surroundings. He had his personal servants and tutors, and at college he was a close student and kept to himself. When ha returned to New York he joined several clubs and settled down to a life of ease. He cared little for the society of wimen and, so far as his friends know, never had a love affair.

This bachelor lived at a club noted for its works of art. of which he was very fond. Kecently he tired of club life, as even bachelors l.ave done before. After much thought he came to tl. conclusion that what he wanted was a home of hln own, beautifully decorated and furnished with art objects a large house, where he could wander through the various rooms, admiring the beauties of each.

The store where he was making his purchases happened to have on exhibition a model house, and when the saleswoman asked to be excuaed for a minute the bachelor, by some curious fate, was left standing directly In front of the open door to the nursery. He looked in and was amazed. He had never seen such wonderful toys and could hardly believe his eyes. He walked into the room, bewildered but delighted. The saleswoman returned, but the customer, being a bachelor, could hatdly be expected to be found In a nursery.

It as 15 minutes later when he wae found there admiring the playthings. The customer said it was the happiest 16 minutes of his life, and that he never knew before what wonderful things were made to please children. He wanted to know all the details of the modern playroom, and after everything had been explained to him he astonished the saleswoman by ordering a nursery furnished on the top floor of his home. When the saleswoman had somewhat recovered from her surprise the explained that lie was more than SO years old and when he was a child the nurseries were very plain afTaii3 and the playthings were crude and scarce. He loved children, and ioved the playthings that made them happy, and whilo he had no children he would be content to look at things that amused children.

He bought a duoli cato of everything in the nursery, and left the store happy in the thought that even if he was childless he co ild, in his new home, at least love the things that children love. The furnishing of the house and the decorating have just been completed, and the owner is probably the caly bachelor in the world who has a nursery on the top floor, or any other floor. The room Is 18 feet wide and 21 feet long and around the walls Is a platform, or padded seat, 8 Inches from the floor. At the windows are old-fashioned chints curtains and a low window seat is covered with the same material. The floor is of hardwood, without rugsr, and the lower half of the walls is pearl white and the upper half a soft gray.

There are nursery pictures galore, a toy piano that can be played, a hobby horse, a' grotesque wooden dog. a toy theatre and games and playthings that would gladden the heart of a millionaire's child. There is also a swing that would make an East Side child cry with joy. Further to carry out the effect there is a large thermometer on the wall near the Joor. Besides, there are all the other things found in a modern nursery that tend to help brighten the lives of little men and women.

New York Herald. and up and over the mountain into other mountain vineyards of the next valley. Monarchs Indeed are many of the owners of these vineyards, living In almost medieval state with their retainers and possessing as wide a range of lands as the eye can compass. But the direction of their estates Is no sinecure. Each season has its many duties.

In the spring the vines are trimmed, and the soil receives its proper amount and quality of fertilizer, for the secret of good wine lies in the soil. The trimmings of the vines are made up into. Ignorance. (New York Times.) When I.ove passed he left a buddlns rose To be my charge. Ah Had I only known That In his very heart its root was grown, 1 should have treasured It from starveling woes Let no harsh wind have dealt it careless blows.

Nor bruised Its leaves 1 would have made no moan If life hud made me for Us trust atone With any penance which her pleasure chose. nt n-hni Live came aaalo and bade me hear without so much as the proverbial ttring of beads for a covering. But these humiliating considerations were soon thrust aside by another. It was certain that the detachment could not locate the rebels' kraal without a guide. It was equally certain that it It could not stay where it was.

There was but one way one way only. The detachment under Von Zickermann must turn round and endeavor to march hack. When the dawn broke. Von Zickermann addressed his men and made the decision known to them. From that minute the spirit went out of the band: they marched wearily, they did a shorter distance each day.

they began to cast articles of accoutrement, at first surreptitiously, ther. all but openly. It was in vain that their major, that Von Ravels burg, the young captain with the laugh in his eyes, first threat-ned. then punished, and finally appealed to the men under them. Frank Brings had come to have more influence with the detachment than had the "Shoot me down; will that not satisfy asked.

The settler the weapon away. "Do you want to Join him?" he asked, and he referred to the dead man at their feet. "Man." gaped Von Zickermann. "have you no mercy?" liiidges shook his head. "Why," he flashed out, a torrent of pentup passion finding expression in these wolds, "should I have mercy on you, Helmuth von Zickermann?" The crv.

the voice, the use of the first name, arrested the soldier. "What go you mean?" he and then as he looked again he suddenly changed the form of his question. "Who are you? he cried out. "Is it so long ago that you have forgotten Bonn, the garrison there, your friend Franz Zwei-brucken?" The major started. In this God-forsaken spot, with the ocean rolling between him and the lovely town by the Rhine where two years of his young manhood had been spent, retribution Striking Examples of Parallel Expressions of Different Peoples, Embodying the Same Truth.

The well-known old proverb, "One swallow does not make a spring," is indigenous to Kngland, Germany and Russia, but in the sunny south it takes the form, "One flower does not make a garland." In Italy we find "He who grasps all gets less," in France, "He who embraces too much binds badly," and in northern Europe, "Grasp all, lose all." "Birds of a feather flock together" Is represented by the Italian "Every like covers its the Greek, "A comrade loves a comrade," the French, "Qui rassemble, s'assemble." Plato declared more than 2000 years ago that "A beginning is half of all." and he has found an echo in our "What's begun is half done" and in the Italian "Who commences well is at the half of the task." There is true oriental ring about such proverbs as "Among the sandal trees there are deadly serpents," "Rivers have lotuses, but also aJUgators." The Hindoo proverb, "By a number of straws twisted together elephants can be bound," is only another form of the Scotch "Many a mickle makes a muckle." The Greeks, wishing to cast doubt upon a man's pr3bity, declared him to be "a sheep with a fox's tail," which answers to our "wolf in sheep's clothing." "All's well that ends well" bears a strong likeness (o the German "Ende gut, alles gut." fhere is a lengthy oriental proverb, "1et a cur's tall warmed, pressed out straight and swathed with bandages; if released after 12 years It will, nevertheless, return to its natural shape." It is easy to trace he similarity to our "You cannot make a silk purse out of a sow's "We discourage carrying "coals to Newcastle," the French deprecate taking "water to the river." We "drink as we brew," the French "sleep on the bed as they have made It." The old Athenian was as much concerned to see a bull In the city as we are when that animal appears In a china shop. With us "still water runs deep," In Russia they "swarm with devils," a much more vigorous way of expressing the same thing. In Scotland there are many proverbs which bear a striking similarity to the proverbs of Dther lands. Among tho best known of these are the following: "A gi'cn horse shouldna be looked the mouth," "An Inch of gude fortune is worth a faction o' forecast," "A gude cause mr.kes a strong arm," "A green Yule makes a fat kirkyard," "A gi'en piece Is soon ended," "A begun turn is half ended" and "A man's weel or wao as he thinks himself sae." New York World. bundles and taken to the city to be sold to the weavers of baskets.

Yet these labors are nothing compared to the labors of the wine harvest, for at thnt season of the year It is indeed astonishing to watch the workers fairly springing up from the ground like a crop of grotesque sort. All Portugal arises en masse to help. In long rows the laborers fare forth over the mountains men and women and boys where all day long they pick and cut above the vines. The men, as well as the women, are for the most part small and wiry, witli sharp-cut commanding officers They might have tramped on to the had come up with him. end Mill German soldiers, under German i He heard again he had heard It so discipline, at least so Von Zickermann often for years Franz saying to him thourht, hut suddenly fever appeared that he loved raullne: that Pauline among them.

One man went down, then What flower his gift had been, and begged to see If I lunl kept his guerdon faithfully I sought my garden, trembling sore with fear, And strove to laid thoiv; what uiy heart belled. Ah, mel five's unblown roro bad drooped and died A Love Song. (John Keudrick Hangs i Aluslee'a Magazine.) Mpcak not to me of Mrtiug here. 1 will not have It ao. One of us may In some dread year.

Some year of chill and auow. Pass mi. But part? By all above. That wr shall never do; ITat you are all myself, my l-ove, And I am one with you. You may bo called to some far sjsjt.

On some blest errand bent. And leave me here to moan my lot In grievous dlscoiiteut, But parted'; Never! lure defeat lKigs those who'd make us two For yHi are all myself, my Sweet, Ami I am one with you. My spirit intertwines with yours, And youra la woof of mine. Anil long us Love Itself endures 'Twill find therein a shrine. No earthly chance can tear apart Or sever tie so true, Whilst you are all myself, my Heart, And I am one with you.

loved him. They were brother subalterns, he and Franz. Both of them knew that there was no chance of Franz obtaining his colonel's permission to make Pauline his wife, for she was very poor, and every officer's wife must bring him a certain "dot." Moreover, she was not his equal in position. Both men knew that if Kranz married her it would entail expulsion ror him from his regiment, from his family. "Nevertheless" Von Ztkermrnn had questioned, for he heard the determination in the voice speaking to him.

"Nevertheless," echoed comrade. another. Von Ravelsburg was laid in one of the two wagons more dead than alive, a great sergeant from the sandy plains about Dantzic followed, then a town-hred lad from Berlin, another, and another. "We must intrench." Von Zickermann ceddfij. "Wilh rest, all will soon be able to set out again." Frank Bridges, with his spare frame, his shoulders hunched as If from hard wrk, his face almost covered with a ujick growth of hair, set the example.

He was the first man to turn the sandy evtn over into a soft wall. The major rfcopnized. with a setting of his lips nla frtend, "I mean to marry Pauline. JJid a thrust out of his square jaw, I you wiu keep my secret, mein jung-that. had tiie settler not taken up the been paid, but no apartment house has ever been built where regulation apartments were offered at anywhere near that rental.

At Alwyn court. 7th av and 57th st, which is reputed to be the highest priced house in New York at the present time, the rentals run from 8600 to $10,000 a year. One specially constructed apartment there, containing looms and nine bathrooms and comprising the floor space of three apartments, rents for RCLSM; so It will be seen that $25,000 rentals for apartments In this new 5th-av structure eclipsed everything of the kind. Although this new apartment house will be the first to be built in "Millionaire Row," it ia not likely to cause any serious objections from the millionaires who live in that vicinity. It wll be the most costly structure of its kind in the city, and in addition it will be a thing of beauty, and as it will be constructed of granite and limestone, it will be In keeping with the finest structures on the avenue.

Its estimated cost is $1,500,000 exclusive of the land, which cost more than $1,000,000 more. This corner, which was originally bought by August Belmont as a site for a new home, has a frontage of 102 feet on 81st st. When the first Mrs Belmont died he gave up the idea of building a new home and disposed of the property. The new apartment house, which will be known as 938 5th av, will have 17 apartments one on each of the 12 ftoora and five duplex apartments in addition. The llth and 12th floors will be devoted to apartments which Will occupy all the floor space, and these will rent for $25,000 a year.

The apartments which share a floor with half of a duplex apartment will rent for $18,000. "While the aim of this apartment house Is to provide the finest unfurnished housekeeping apartments in America and to reduce the work and worries of housekeeping to the simplest terms, the architects have arranged the suites so that each apartment has more and larger rooms than can be found in a private city dwelling occupying the regulation city lot the few houses in New York that occupy more than one lot, even In "Millionaire's row," does not exceed a score. The four principal rooms of each apartment the salon, dining room, living room and gallery-aggregate 2500 feet, and they are so arranged that they can be opened up Into practically one immense room for entertaining. The apartments will eon-tain every successful feature to be found In the most modern and highest priced apartment houses already built, and in addition many new innovations. ECach apartment will have at least three or four real fireplaces, where real logs can be burned; an incinerating plant for the disposal of garbage; vacuum cleaning system extended to every room; the latest heating, ventilating and refrigerating systems, and both electric and gas ranges.

In the basement there will be, besides the individual laundries for each apartment, large washing and ironing rooms equipped with laundry machinery. There will be wine vaults, cold storage rooms and two larg storage rooms for each apartment as well. Two floors below the ground will be devoted to these and the power plant which will heat and light the building. In addition there will be machinery to manufacture Ice for use in the kitchens of apartments. All the Ice that Is needed for cooling wines and making drinks will be supplied gratis.

The architects have gone the limit in designing the equipment of the building. In addition to the regular ele-vutors there will be an emergency elevator to be used when entertainments ate given. Guests will be taken to the desired floor without delay and without encountering people who are leaving or entering other apartments. The elevators will be so constructed that If they should happen to be stalled between floors their passengers will not be greatly inconvenienced. Each one will be supplied with a gang plank and the sides will be so arranged that no matter where they shoud happen to stop every one could leave the ear.

On the roof there will be squash courts. The apartments will be decorated to suit the tastes of the lessees and the interiors will equal those of any hous on 5th av. This can be done for the reason that five-year leases will be required. While this apartment house will not solve the servant problem It will reduce its complexities. The tendency today among the very rich in New York is to spend the greater part of the year outside the city.

For social and business reasons It Is necessary for them to have homes In town and these apartments will be especially desirable It ono is not hampered by the price. Each apartment will be cleaned by the vacuum system every week and the task of opening or closing a town house Is done away with. A tenant who returns unexpectedly will be able to have everything in readiness in an hour, and when he wishes to close up the apartment even less time will be required. There will be no heating or lighting bills, no windows to wash, no walks to sweep, no cleaning to do. In short, ttiis building will be the last word In spade his command might have hesi Von Zickermann had promised, and tated to ribev.

even as he promised he knew thnt he i i i. i Then the sun-Mistered, blue-lipped. meant to ureas, ins wuru. nc wicu shaking men sat down to the terrible I pauije himself. monotony of waiting.

Hunger was close The verv next morning the colonel on them, thirst was already with them, the fodder was so nearly done that the horses were but skin and bone. "Himmei:" muttered the lad from Berlin as he awoke, unrefreshed, to recollect what was before him. "Are not like rats in a trap caught?" Frank Bridges heard; and he strolled over the other side of the laager, and i ELABORATELY BOUND BOOK. SOMETHING FORGOTTEN. When We Were Twenty-One.

A CYNIC'S LOVE BONG. (Judge.) When we were twenty-one, my love, When we were twenty -one, How brilliant were the stars above. How warming was the sun: How golden seemed the world, my love, When we were twenty-one I wish we might go back, my love. 1 wish we might go back To that blest time of treasure trove Along our floral track. The happiness of youth was there.

Beyond comparison. When were twenty-one, my dear. When we were twenty-one! 1 would those (lays might come again, Those days so long gone by. When life held ne'er a trace of pain, And bright was every say. We had not met each other then, Our rows had not begun.

In those dear days that used to be When we were twenty -one out at arm's length and spluttering, 'd'ye mean to tell me that this thing's a picture of me?" "Well, of course, that's only a proof, you know," said the young woman, ap-peasingly. "The finished picture, after the negative is retouched, will look entirely" "Say that again, my de-uh-er just say that once more, will you, please? These tilings don't look like me. then, do they?" "Well, not as they are of course; tliey couldn't," she replied, leldingly, with a smile. "The better features of your countenance will be brought out in the finished" that's it, is it?" said the old boj', adjusting his glasses and gazing amiably at the girl. "Then I've got some better features than are revealed in these three eruh these three holy frights? Well, I'm deuced glad to hesr It, my de er Miss Blank.

You can fix me up a dozen from all three of 'em and tell the man, will you please, to sort o' circumscribe tne boundaries of that nose he has given me?" And the old boy passed out, leveling many a grimace In the direction of tho copper hair. no, men are not vain," said the reception room girl, satirically, to her visitor. "They are just the modestest things in the world, as you can see. Now, that old gentleman isn't a circumstance. You see, lie was flirty, and he didn't want to raise a rumpus, but lie felt awfully sore over those proofs, nevertheless.

If he hadn't been so flirty" "But about the vanity," pursued the visitor. "Women are not vain at all, then, compared with men?" "Well, not compared with men," replied the reception room girl, "but goodness, gracious me, you are not to understand that all of them don't know It when they are nice looking that they haven't their anyway. Why, some of the homeliest women you ever saw that is, homely as to their faces come here with their fancy evening waists to have their good 'points' brought out in photographs. And, really, some of them have the loveliest necks and arms! There was an exquisitely dressed woman of 19, or very near, came here a few weeks ago for some large sized, half-figure panels. My.

but her face was plain. I showed her a lot of panels of the style she wanted. Most of them were of very pretty women in evening dress. she said. 'I can't hope to look anything like as pleasing as to features as any of these subjects for my face is desperately homely, isn't and she looked up at me with a smile.

'But in other respects I'm sure I can look as "The upper part of her figure was simply gracious, and she knew It, and every woman that has come in here since asks me, when 1 show her one of the panels, 'Who 1b this hideous woman With the sculptured neck and Just then a strong-faced woman of 30, plainly dressed, not guilty of corsets, apparently, and wearing nat-heeled shoes and other exterior evidences of female regeneration, sauntered in, not gracefully. "I have come for my photographs." said she to the receptlor room girl, in a hard, matter-of-fact tone. The girl dug the photographs out of a big pile, done up In an envelope, and pulled one of them out to show It to the customer. The strong-fsced woman looked at the picture with rising dissatisfaction. "Do in any way resemble such a dell as this?" she Inquired, haughtily.

"This looks about i much like the proof "Oh, but the finished pictures always look different much better than the proofs, you know," said the reception room girl, with some surprise on her face. "Ho you suppose for a moment, young woman, that I came to get pictures that flatter me?" inquired the woman with the lined face. "Do I look like in a perfect fool as that? Where is there any character in It? Am 1 such Case of Farmer John Illustrates the Necessity of Women's Clubs. The one woman Invited to attend the meetings of the first conference of governors held at the White House in 1908 was Mrs Sarah S. Piatt Decker of Denver, then president of the general federation of women's clubs, and during her speech to the conference she told this story: One evening Farmer John came back from his weekly trip to town, half a dozen miles away, and after unhitching his mare, walked over to the pump for his customary scrub, and then joined his son and daughter at supper in the kitchen.

"Sort o' 'pears to me 'sthough I'd 'a' forgot something or other." he remarked toward the end of the meal, as he searched for his tobacco. "Why, pa. did you get the reel of thread and the pink gingham for my dress "Yep." features, though here and there among the girls one may descry a beautiful type. But though one may not say that the Portuguese as a race are beautiful, one may always say, "They are happy." From morning till night the vineyards resound ith singing and jollity. As soon as the small hand-baskets are full, they are emptied Into a larger basket placed between the rows.

These large baskets stand In long rows till the day's cutting Is over. And then starts the long procession of the harmonious grape porters, with their monks' cowls to keep the juice out of their necks. Slowly it winds its way down into the valley, toward the wine press near the approach of the estate. Arrived here, the men deposit their dripping burdens and betake themselves to new labors, while the women, with baskets perched on their heads, assemble around a long table at which the proprietor and his cushier are seated to receive the pay for their day's work. When the counting is finished, with singing and laughter the workers depart for their villages, to their suppers of bread and cheese and beans, washed down with a profusion of the poorer grade of the wine whose producing seems to their childish minds to be the -very raison d'etre of their existence.

The men perform the work of the press. First the grapes are cast Into large vats about three feet deep. The workers dress themselves in a sort of bathing suit, wash themselves under the supervision of the proprietor, and leap into the grape-filled vats to begin the task of treading out the juice. Even here the musical instruments are not wanting. Like Bacchanals in a religious frenzy the half-haked laborers spring and sway to the notes of the drum and the harmonica.

At last the pulp Is sufficiently macerated, and the men clamber out to wash their ruddy legs and resume their ragged garments. The Juice is drawn off and carried to the cellars, where It undergoes many processes before It is ready for the cask. Some of the wine casks are loaded Into peculiar two-wheeled wagons and drawn by oxen back into the country; but the greater part of the output is rolled down to the shore of the Douro, there to await shipment seaward on the strong-built one-masters called "Douro boats." On the short afterdeck tile pilot sits, with a clumsy rudder like that of a Roman trireme. In quiet weather such a boat, with its heavy lading of casks, glides with the current peacefully toward the Atlantic, but when the wind comes from off the Sierra, with spreading canvas it plows along with speed, and needs a clever steersman Indeed to carry It safely down the tricky stream. And alwas with music.

For the Portuguese love music above anything else. Seldom does one see a native without some musical instrument in his hands. Usually it Is the harmonica, and to its strains he goes to work, to the tavern or to church. Where the Douro debouches into the Atlantic lies the second city of Portugal, Porto or Oporto. Here a great steel bridge, wide of arch, spans the stream.

In nearly every building along either shore are wine cellars; one may find them of the classic type, grimy, cobwebbed, musty, dark and forbidding; or one ay next door find a construction of the newest mode, with floors of cement, an entrance hall of marble, and a director's room paneled In mahogany. From Oporto, lighters carry the finished product of the cellars, tested by palates and bargained for with a wealth of Latin effusiveness, direct to the ocean liners, that in turn take it to the four quarters of the globe. Detroit News-Tribune. Volume of Persian Poet's Work is Set With Precious Gems. Probably the finest book ever seen in Philadelphia has been recently brought to th-.

city by Charles Sessler. It is a copy of the Hafis of Shiraz, and is considered by bookmen to be the finest example of craftsmanship, showing the possibilities of elaboration and the jeweled effect that can be made by means of inlaying and gold tooling. The work Is a copy of the popular Fersian poet's works, which was first published in 1S75. The book itself has been rebound by Sangorski SutclifTa of London, where workmen spent IS months on the designs and tooling. It Is bound In pink levant morocco, with leather Joints and green levant morocco doublures and By leaves.

The whole is elaborately tooled, Inlaid with gold and set with 33 opals, six pearls and one burmah ruby. The dominant feature of the front cover design is a decorative arrangement of three peacocks inlaid in eight different colors. The background is filled with foliage, cloaely dotted and inlaid with white flowers. The back cover Is similarly treated, but In place of the peacocks a panel filled with a conventional rose design Is substituted, the flowers of which are inlaid In two shades of red and the leaves and stems in two shades of "And the crock bag of flour, and for butter, and the the vaniller flavor- called up Zwei-brucken, Informed him that the regiment could not be disgraced by a mesalliance, that he must give up Pauline or resign his commission. The lad resigned on the spot, his family disowned him, he disappeared; but the treachery did nothing to profit the man who had betrayed him.

Pauline disappeared also, and though Von Zickermann sought her, he never learned what had become of her. As this came back to Helmuth von Zickermann, he turned suddenly to the mar. beside him. "Who are you?" be cried. "I was Frans Zwle-brucken," came the quick answer.

The big man heard, understood. Vengeance had sought him out, had come up with him. He acknowledged the justice of it. He stood silent, while the darkness grew closer and closer. He was no coward when It came to It; he had done wrong, and now that he had to pay he would not whine and he would not squirm.

"I accept your decision," he said quietly, firmly, "but on one condition." "And this is?" thrust in the settler. "That you tell me. If you know, what has become of Pauline." "She is my wife." "And," went on the Major, "has she been happy? Swear to tell me the truth; has she been happy, man? I have never forgotten her; I have never loved another woman as I loved her. Tell me, has she been happy?" "Yes," answered the man who was once Franz Zwei-brucken. "Yes, Pauline has been happy." "Then," flashed out Von Zickermann, will not leave you an hour after we set out tonight; I will ride by you until we are within sight of safety, or die figlitng by you.

I wronged Pauline once; I wronged you, Franz Zwei-brucken. I do not ask your pardon. So Words could make atonement for such an offence as mine. But I offer you and Pauline deeds. I will ride by you, I will see you safe or die over you, and then "And then?" hoarsely whispered the man who was listening.

"I will turn back into the waste. I will ride out to die alone. But I shall die as I never thought to. for 1 shall have done something; for Pauline at last." In five minutes more the full blackness of the night would have come and they would set out. As he, Helmuth von Zickermann, stood, as he waited, he knew that the settler had come up to him, was standing close to him.

"Mein Alte." choked the man who had been so grievously wronged, "Mein Alte, we will go together it is true, we will go together; but we will not part. There shall I no riding back into the waste for you." At first van Zickermann did not understand "Paiine would not have us part," the other went on. "Do you understand Pauline would not have us part. I joined your expedition because you commanded. I waited, because I knew you would have need of me.

1 tried The Unforgettable. (New Y'urk Times.) Her fair eyes I can't remember. Were they black or brown or blue? Her sweet name well, last 'twas name that thrilled me through. But alSSl It hath departed Was It Jane, was it Ilabette? I am truly broken-hearted That so soon I should forget. I saw her first well, how funny That 1 can't remomlier where: I do know the day was sunny.

And the color of her hair, It was mercy ine! what was it Yellow, brown, or merely red? Were they black, or gold, or russet. Those soft curls upon her head Ah the vision of her beauty Haa dsrurted now for aye. Id a cloud that's dark and sooty All remembrance fade away. One thing only I remember How could any man forget That devliuly beautiful sole-leather Welch rabbit that she made me last December? It Is not digested yet rood with his face turned to the east, his eyes staring before him as if they some great, some momentous thing Which was hidden from the others. Whatever might have been his meditations, they were suddenly cut short.

In the hot. breathless stillness there came a sharp, cracking sound. He was in between the wagons In a moment; the major's heavy frame came lumbering behind him. Bridges knew, von Zickermann knew, hat they would find there. They bent over what had been but a moment before Ludwig Korte.

The soldier, on sen-ice, had died by his own hand. The settler looked at the officer. The pairs or eyes met. Both men knew 'nat tins mi int. Demoralization had n.

aid not even disease itself Is wore contagiot-s. What Ludwig, with Ml strii.es. with his flaxen-haired Kraut" awaiting him, had done in the Mriy morning, another would do tomorrow, then another. I.udwi? Korte all, that is, which him wes covered over in ttio soft soli; but the consequences of remained, and they were tectly what Von Zickermann had looked for In he quick, brief twilight of that arn dav. another fever-stricken soul out with a bullet through his The major gave the word for every "an who could stand to parade before r.im.

"Kama-aden, appealed this great man. and he spoke not as the commanding officer, bat as a friend to a with a note of urgency in his voice ar.d with driven look overmastering the rleiceftesa In his eves. "Kam-ara-len. you are men, not cowards. The soldi, who tanes his own life wrongs himself but those he leaves behind." He stopped short, pulled up by the Veit he had been Pleading to pre- Another shot cracked Into the stillness, another man fell forward, went oon on to the ground with a dull thud, instinctively von Zlckermann's glance He was confronted ihui br-e which he was powerless, he had before him an emergency drm-book.

mtntlon in tne Then Frank Bridges stepped up, fac-r' the major; between them was the man. lying face downward, one arm outstretched, the revolver that hd WPped I away as the grasp of the fingers ''inK a few inches further on. man tUfn nOW'" 'his bearded TOO in the nondescript garments went 1 Propose to leave the camp to- taW trek back t0 tnc base and to "nog help to you." effectually aroused who heard it Ti, green. The doublures are as elaborately decorated as the outside covers. On a lng? "Yep." "Did ye git the harrer mended and shoe old Jinny?" "Yep, Sam." "Wdl, pa, I don't rec'elect that ye had anything else ye ought to have brought back." But pa did not seem quite satisfied.

He chewed a While reflectively, his gtze fixed rumtnatingly on apace. Suddenly he smote his thigh with a prolonged exclamation: "By gash! It's ma I've forgot!" "And that," observed Mrs Decker, "hss been the trouble all along. Ma's been left be.iind. But now she ha given up waiting. She has arrived by a path of her own, and she's not going to be forgotten again." Century solid gold panel Is a pattern suggestive of the tail of a peacock.

Inlaid in green, pink and blue. Inclosing this is a floral border design, the flowers of which are Inlaid in red and dark green ground, and an arrangement of roses In tho center completes the design. The back of the book is richly decorated in a manner suitable to go with the rest of the cover, and a rose border Is tooled on the edges of the leaves and painted In red and green. The book cost something more than $2000, and is said to be the finest type of modern bookcraft in existence. Philadelphia Public Ledger.

apurtment houses. Already Its builders She Changed the Style. Copenhagen lias a milliner who suc have leased five of the 17 apartments and the contracts for the steel work have not even been let. Is It any wonder that people assert only the very rich will soon be able to live on Manhattan Island? New York Times. ceeded In making successful war on the big hat.

Her establishment was the The Superior Sex. There is a lot of vainglorious expression on the part of the men about their being the superior sex. We hear too much of man's endurance, of his intellect, of his executive ability and all that sort of thing. Take a man and make him wear a spotted veil and he will be nearly blind within a yeur. Pinch a man into corsets and within a week he wlti have heart trouble, chronic pleurisy and acute indigestion.

Pile a few pounds of hair an a man's head and he will succumb to brain fever within a month. Tie man's ankle in a hopple skirl and he will have rheumatism, followed by paralysis of the leKs from lack of headquarters for the best in the line of millinery and her business was prosperous until a rival from Paris appeared on the acene. whose hats were larger. Old Lovers. (John A.

Moroso In New York Times.) tlm eyes peer out from golrlen casements win-re Flaunts frequently a struml of silver hair; Bright shines the aim and sweet the meadows spread, And fair the aky that smiles abort her head. There, by the stream where bend the willows low, We started life and 'twas not long aco Ah! then the sun seemed harbored in her eyes. Amid their blue and tear-swept mysteries! Her hands like soft magnolia petals were; Her breath like zephyrs half afraid to stir; Her Ht with honey iln.pt the jonquil's grace Was in her form and love shone In her face. She eried mid trembled as I told her then I wanted her for wife, (my and when 1 hissed her and she kissed me. Heaven seemed To lavish Joys of paradise undreamed.

Heaven They say we near It, for we're old Her soft, magnolia hand still wears the yohl That pledged us through the paradise begun And knows no ending with the setting sun. The violet depth has shallowed In her eye. The roses In her cheeks, perhaps a sigh Of mild regret has wilted, hut her grace Of mind and soul illumine her dour face. Tho meadows sweet ami green turn brown and acre. Change and decay, lire, death spread everywhere Rave in tho aoul where sacredly is laid The echoes of a lover's sereuaUa, more picturesque and in every way, The "Camphor Language." In Johore, on the Malay peninsula, tnere Is employed one of the strangest htfiuages In the world, used for a most curious purpose.

This tongue la called Pantang Kapor, or "camphor language," and is a medium employed more attractive. She saw bankruptcy staring her In the face, and to avert it resorted to a desperate measure. Bhe sent a friend to the Paris shop and purcnuscu so in me must elaborate i by natives and others engaged la I gathering the product of the Malayan exercise. hats and had them distributed among WHO th you just now to prove to Pauline, to accented a man's feet In tight shoes and ainphor tree, hut only hen they are the haket Women in the public market. Jit a new iifl re 8poken' myself, what manner of man you had The Most Attractive Woman.

Home man has said and many have echoed his sentiments that mo3t attractive woman in the World is an unmarried good looking woman between 30 and 40 providing her spinsterhood a putty face? It makers me look 10 or 15 years younger than I am. Where are the lines in It, and the "But," Interposed the girl behind the desk, "the retoucher has erased the lines. Most ladies prefer their pictures to make them look a wee bit younger, and I am sure none of them cares to have the wrinkles" "I'm not ashamed of my wrinkles, young woman," was the cold reply. "I acquired them in a good cause. 1 shall not- take these photographs, and that's all there is about it.

I shall have another sitting, and 1 shall have a distinct understanding with the operator that he ia not to Hatter and puff out and beautify my countenance. The make him toddle about on high heels at work. The Kilts were accepted with thanks, the become; and now I say, come back with me if you will, share the danger If you will, but when we. reach safety It ia a superstition of these natives that, should they use the InnvuUfK I of the dmtrict. the Malay or the ulor-iginal Jakun, they would be unable i to obtain their lainphor.

tood silent, and' von JUelsburg. shaWns with fever, let flv mil oatn. youAmadyY" ma1?" hC nded' Brides faced abo-it and looked rn of W'y group. lave us." he said, as A it were bis hats being not only showy but good protection against the sun. The soon spread through Copenhagen and everyone laughed except the fashionable women.

Overnight the atylia wus changed. Customers returned to the native milliner and the i-reucl woman closed her' shop. and he will die of the charleyhorse. Man loses on the score of endurance alone. Intellect and executive ability are arsuea by the capacity to combat these tortures and trials.

Man ia undoubtedly the inferior sex and should retire to the last row of Heats and hi quiet. Chicago Evenln Post. come on st.ii farther with me, come on has not soured her disposition. A woin-to where Pauline is watching for me." I an at that age has usually acquired a The silence fell again. The darkness certain poise, has kept her person tx-was now down on the two men who quis.tely groomed and her wits sharp-stood side by side, who felt about an 1 ened.

Cares of the household have noL grasid hands The Sketch. i oaterred Her from keeping up to date The Malay natives firmly believe that I each sptclca of tree has a spirit, or I AwBuardlan angel, that presides over its.