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A DIFFERENT KIND OF COFFEE. fe »•; &,' • -"Excuse mo," scz tlio stranger, ez li« stopped "••" ofore the floor; '"] -vvuz jost j'.-oomin'; I dtiln't soe that, sign ;'.;"•'" afore." ii; "What sign—wharf" scz the laa'lord; and tho :;.. ' feller soz, soz Sc: ;.; 'That sign thsir, In red letters, 'bout yer coffoo; £;.. d'ye sec?" i;\Ai!'vhci the fclicr pintcil irltb a (Intror lank •V ; - and lean ' Tor » sign above the hotel door, ou which wuz ; , plainly seen: : "Come in an' get some coTee lu;c yer mother use" ter malic." ' The Iim'loril put it thar; ho said the Iftngwi ;-. oasliten.akc. • • —XVnal, wot's the matter with it?" says the lun'lord spcakln up. "Thct's jrst tho kind wo keep here. Come . right, in an' hev a cup." •; - <Us fullers thought ho prob'ly hadn't seen his m» in yenrs, / .••.An'couldn't do no less than groan, an'bust ; right Inter tears. 'We'd all ben icr the teayter at the op'ry house, yc se/j, An'some on us read story books, an' others poetry, -An' we knowcd'on seeh occasions thct it wuzn't more'n right jFer thet stranger tcr be all broke np, an' weep a powerful sight. 1 Sut tho teller didn't weaken; fiidn't weep a single weep; SBc^ouIdn't eat a »»uthful, though the hotel's 'price is cheap. • J3e Jookod up at the sign again, an' then a- Elancin' roun', Eesez: "Say, tell me, gents, Is this the only place in town? "Vet one o' my ambitions, ez my way through life I take, Isier shua the kind o' coffee- thct roy mother used ter make; Yes, one*' my ambitions, ez round the world I roam, ; Is ityln 1 _tcr avoid all meals an' things thet 'taste like home. ""WJ-"boyhood's home wuz on a farm; oh! miles away from town; TVe lived on bread an 1 salted pork for nigh tho hull yoar roun'; The kind o' coffee mother made—sometimes I taste it still— J never dnmk none like it; please the Lord I never will. "°*H wuz black an' made o' chicory, or some" ' times pease, I guess. Al other times shs'il mix 'em both in portions more or less; ""Twas sweetened with molasses, an' Its taste I ain't fergot; & Teller couldn't taste it long, it was so powerful hot. ""So, when I see thct sign, I allers give a place tho shake— ' ''Gome in an' get some coffeo like yer mother used ter make;' TPerhaps I seem hard-hearted an' onnatural in my way, But I prefer real coffee from a jinuine oaffay." —Harry B. Smith, in America. f jt\ LITTLE MSS DOT. How She Becama Miss Dorothy to Earl Wp.n-mg.ri. "Miss Dorothy! Miss Dorothy!' 1 •Sharply, shrilly, the voice pierced 4i.e still, warm air. It was plainly evi- •deatthat the tall, middle-aged woman who called was very angry at not re- •ceiving an answer, for she snatched up •a. large sun hat and with long 1 , rapid -strides strode down the broad driveway. "Miss Dor-o-thy!" "Yes, yes! I'm coming-. . Wait a min-•ate, please," and, with swift, flying i ootsteps, a young- .girl came bounding • across the lawn. A noble hound and a skye terrier followed, leaping- on her :at every steo she took. "Down, Ponto! r Fritz, you bad dogi See what you have done to mv dress," and she looked rather ruefully at the large rent in the white muslin—white •once, 1 but no-.v torn and bedraggled with 'mud. .•.-...; '-"Well, I never!" and^the elder .woman held up both hands in amazement. "Never saw such a sight! Is that it?" It was a sweet, laughing voice .that asked the question.. But the warm, flushed face was more so—round jmd piquant, sparkling with life and animation. Her head was uncovered, but the ' short, brown hair .clustered about it in soft, loving tendrils. • . . •-,.:;, • "I have been romping with the dogs, Mrs. Grey.. It was warm work, though, and I do wish I had a fan. Oh, may I have your hat?" and, merrily laugh- jng, .the tempestuous girl ruthlessly snatched the hat from the astonished 'woman. "Well,-'I never!" / At this second amazed ejaculation 'the dimpling- sprite threw back her "head, sending out peal after peal of •clear, irresistible laughter. "There, Mrs. Grey, I feel more com- Sortable," and she placed the hat back carefully. "Thanks—but oh, I forgot; YOU called me. For what arc I wanted, please?" "Mr. Wellman wishes to see you, but .you.can't go to him with your dress in that condition." . "Guardy!" and the hot, vivid color rushed o'er cheek and brow, "but I can »ot help it if I do look so—so wild. He knows that I never look and act like other girls. Doivn, Ponto! Fritz, come on!" and without stopping, she bounded. up the massive stone steps, both, dogs following; a pretty picture of innocent, girlish grace and abandon. With a quick, impetuous movement she threw fir-en the study door, glancing half i -btfully and a trifle timidly at the li,rure reclining in the large easy chair. "Ah, little Miss Dot, you have returned. Been romping as usual. Now confess," and an amused, playful smile curved Earle 'Wellman's lips. "You are right, Guardy. Look!" and she held out the torn gown. "Oh. Dot!" laughing softly, "what a %vild-3ower you are! . I heard Mrs. Grey •call you 'Miss Dorothy,'and as I saw ;you tearing across the lawn, the dogs at ,vour heels, I could not help smiling, ijucha grand name for a little hoiden, brimful of life' and mischief. Miss Dorothy, indeed! Nothing but 'Little Miss Dot' will suit you. It is short, 3-astlikc—" ' ... "Stop!" and a tiny foot came -down angrily. "I know I'm short, but you need not tell me, and as for my name, -what's in a name anyway?" and she tossed hack one awry curl in angry impatience. "A great deal, Miss Dot," and Dot Baker looked up in surprise^ yrc" at the cold hauteur she saw pictured" in the strong manly face bending over her —a face that could be chillingly cold or irresistibly winning. •'Little Dot, see what I have here!' and his face softened visibly, as he stepped to the sofa and threw back a white coverlid, revealing the sweet dimpled face of a sleeping child. With a low cry of delight, Dot fell on her knees before it. "Where did she come from, Gttardy? 1 and Dot hid her fH..-.E in tho mass of sofi flannel. "I do net know, Dot. I found this basket in the hall. In it was this child, fjuieUy sleeping, as she is now. And not a word of explanation. I can not understand. Can you lift this vei' of mystery the l°?.,st bit, Miss Dot?" "I!- Howl?" "Well, then, what are we going to do?" "Do?" fcihs lifted her head, vague alarm and distress in. her face. Then she sprang up, clasping the sleeping child to her. "Let me keep the cliild, Guardy. You eculd not send the poor innocent away, could you?" and she gazed at him pleadingly. "Miss Dot, yon surprise me. Why ara you so interested in the little stranger?'' "Stranger!" Then, as if recollecting herself, she bent and kissed the little face, thus hiding the deep color that had suffused her own. "I am interested because I love little ones; and see, she is awake." And she held up the baby girl to his view. "Isn't she pretty?" And the tender-hearted, impulsive girl covered the little face with warm, loving caresses. "Oh, Guardy, say that I may keep her. I have always lovod her. I—" "What!" "I—I mean I have always loved children.. Ko r ,v please don't look so cross." It was true that Earle Wellman did look thoroughly angry—bewildered. "Dorothy Kaker!" laying one hand heavily cm her shoulder. "Do you know anything about this cliild?" ' "Yes," throwing him a look of mingled feiir and defiance; "I know that J love her." "Love her! Y"-,i i,,v? everything and everyone." "Do I?'" "Yes, with one exception, Miss Dot. But that is not answering my question directly. What do you know about this stranger?" "I said I knew that I loved her." "Oh, Miss Dot, why can you not be sensible one moment?" and an amused smile chased away the look of anxious inquiry. "Why won't you think of how I am placed, with a baby—a mere infant, on my hands, and-—" "She is a year old, Guardy." "A year old! How do you know that, Miss Dot?" ' "I—oh well, I she-old judge so. Would not you?" "Yes, I think you arc'right," and he looked more earnestly at tho baby face, nestling so contentedly against Dot "Well, Miss Dot." "Yes, Guardy.". "I am sorely puzzled. Let your woman's wit advise me." "Woman's wit!" laughingly. "And you are always begging me to try to be sensible." "Well, then, try to tell me where I can find a home for this child. If I can not find some good, motherly . soul 1 to take it we shall have to send it into the city to the orphan asylum, where it -will be cared for. . Why, Dot! What is the trouble?" and he sprang forward in alarm. With a face from which every particle of color had fled, eyes fastened on his in wild, dilated- terror, clinging to the child as if fearful that it would be torn from her, she faced him. . : "No! no!" Slowly the words fell from her blanched lips. "Don't do that, Guardy! It would be cruel, cruel! Baby was sent to you. Some one wants you to care for it. Some one .knew that you were pitiful and tenderhearted. Don't, don't send her away," 'Some one! Do you know who that/ some one is?" he sternly demanded. 'Why, how should I know?" and she looked at him in blank astonishment. ; 0nly some one must have thought so, or they would not have left her here. Don't you see? And," she timidly added, '.It must be that God wished you to care for baby." He smiled at her childish explana- tiion. 'Miss Dot, what a queer girl you are. Will I ever understand your strange moods? All terror one moment, tearfully entreating the next, but always determined to hafre your own unruly way." . "And may I this time? May I keep baby?" she asked eagerly. •Do you realize, child, what a strange predicament this places me in? What would our neighbors say if I adopted a baby?" 'Who cares what people say? I don't." , "No, Ilcnow you do not, but I do." "Then I know what we can do, •uardy. .You can tell Mrs. Grundy ihatMrs. Grey, your housekeeper, has adopted a child. She will consent if I ask her.' May 1?" Earle Wellman tugged viciously at his dark mustache, looking th oughtfully at the uplifted face. 'You know,- Guardy, that I- am,so .onesome sometimes. Just think how ;his little one would amuse me. Do not refuse me, Guardy." •No, I.-will not Have your own- way, little Miss Dot. That is, if Mrs. " rey will consent." ' "Oh, she will Now kiss your little protege,"-and .Dot laughingly held up ;he cooing baby. With deeper color Earle Wellman bent his dark head and did as she bade him. "That's right!" and laughing merrily, ;he happy; triumphant girl fled'from he room. It was at college that Earle Wellman met_Howard Baker. They were class- fflfctcs, aria soon became close friends A long time had elapsed since the daj they graduated, when Earle received a letter from Howard, written on his dy ing bed. In it he implored 1 Earle to be come guardian to his motherless ten year-old girl. "She is rich in worldly goods," he wrote, "but without home." Earle accepted the charge, ant placed Dorothy Baker under his moth er's loving care. This was eight years ago. " Dorothy, or little Miss Dot, as she was generally called, owing to hei petite form and childish ways at ten, willful, yet loving, a sparkling bit o: fun and cheer, was changed but little at the age of eighteen; while Earle Wellman, still handsome at thirty nine, had lost the frank, merry-hearted way that had once characterized him, and had grown coldly .stern and re< pelling- to all, excepting the irresistible Dot It was true, as the servants said—tha', Dot could win a smile, even a snatch of true, ringing laughter from Earle Wellman, while others failed. Her childish winsomeness unconsciously compelled all to love her. Her irrepressible impulsiveness was forever causing her trouble, yet she was always ready to soothe and cheer others with her soft, caressing ways. Willfully defiant one moment, strangely quiet and lovingly docile the next, she had woven herself around Mrs. Wellman's heart until she seemed like an own daughter. It had been a happy household f our, till the discovery that Lucie Wellman had eloped with a struggling artist robbed it of all its sunshine, crushing out the life of the gentle mother, for the sudden blow was too heavy. Then it was that Earle Wellman change'd—a change so quick and complete that it was dim- cult to realize and believe. He opened one letter from the erring girl, pleading- for forgiveness, thus obtaining her address, so-that he could forward one-half the fortune bequeathed him at his mother's death, and forbade her ever to let him see her face again. Then ho asked Dot to refrain from uttering htr name in bis presence, laying- his mother's sudden death at her door. True, Lucie had pleaded with her brother to allow her to marry the artist, whom, she declared, she loved.. All to no avail. Had appealed to the mother, but the son ruled, and the young girl left them. Since then Earle had not seen her, and her numerous letters were -£hrown on the burning coals unopened. Dot still remained, and the active housekeeper and servants were. all the companions she had in the large, roomy mansion. Earle spent most of his time in the city, and Dot was left to amuse herself the best she could. She missed Lucie sorely,, and had attempted to broach the subject many tiroes, but Earle's chilling hauteur had silenced! her. / She found no chance now to be lone- come. Baby, as she continued to call her. claimed all her time and the child .clung to her with passionate fondness. Leading the child, Dot went into Earle's study one day. He was, as on the day the little stranger had fallen into his hands so mysteriously, just one year ago, lazily reclining in the same chair. He arose as she entered, welcoming her with a warm, pleased smile. "Ah, Miss Dot, 'you have baby, as usual." "Why, of course! We are inseparable, and I love her so." He. saw the wistful, yearning look that she cast on the child, so full of anxiety, too, that he felt something was amiss. "What is the trouble, Miss Dot? Isn't baby well?" And he took the curly- headed fairy up in his arms. He, too, had learned to care for the blue-eyed stranger. • - • ; 'Yes," hesitatingly, "baby is well; but, oh, Guardy! I want to talk to you. May I?" and shelookedat him anxiously, entreatingly..-. -•?.:•.--. . "Why, child! What do you mean? Why-ask if you may? Am I not always willing?" "Yes, Guardy,,yes! But it is-about •Lucie. .Oh, don't!" and she.grasped his arm with both hands, as she .saw the look of mingled'rage and consternation that had swept over his face. "Dorothy!" "Oh, Guardy, don't look so! Be pitiful," and the tears welled up into her brown eyes, while his face softened slightly. "Think of all these years, and not a word from Lucie. Don't you want to see her?" -.--.. "No!" Distinctly and harshly the word-fell, .and he threw off her hands and walked to the window. One moment the girl looked after him, irresolute and doubtful, then 8he followed. This time she did not touch him, but laid one hand on the head of the child clinging to her dress. 'Guardy, I do not believe you. I know you do want to see her." . 'Miss Dorothy!" and Earle looked at her in amazement "I mean it Since baby came you lave relented toward your sister. O, Guardy, forgive her fully." 'Dot, I cannot Think of 'mother. You know and I know that it was Ducie's disgraceful conduct that killed icri Forgive her! Never." "Think of your mother in Heaven- pleading for her homeless child. She .oved and would have forgiven her, in spite of alL Guardy, for her sake, call lerback." • , . • With a stifled groan he staggered to a chair, burying his face in both hands. Dot cast herself down at his feet, laying one hand on his bowed head. "Guardy!" There, was a depth of pitying tenderness in her young voice. 'Let me tell you what I know of .'Lucie. She is in B alone. Her husband is dead, and she is longing to return home. ! long to have. her." Her husband • was ;rue; Gnardy, and she loved him to the end. Think of that Oh, say something ;o me! This awful silence frightens ma so." He lifted kis head slo-wlj. •"L.ei me trninlc, l)ot. i am oewua- ered," and he passed his hand over his forehead. "Yes, think, Guardy! Think of the long years that have rolled by since she last saw her home—her brother! And, oh, Guardy, think of the long, heartbroken year that has passed since she held her baby in her arms. Think how she is yearning to feel the touch of warm, baby lips once more. Knowing all this, can you refuse to allow her to return home?" "Her baby!" "Yes, baby! This is hers. Her own Alice, named after your mother. Oh, don't send her away!" and the girl sprang up, clasping both arms closely around the child. "This—Lucie's child? Am I dreaming?" "No.it is true," and she placed the baby girl in his arms. Without a word he dropped his head over that of the wandering child. "And you knew it, Miss Dot? 1 ' "Yes, I knew it," she repeated, humbly; -"I hoped you would learn to love baby, then, for her sake, would forgive Lucie. Will you do so, Guardy?" "Let me think. Leave rne for a minute, Dot." He .kissed the child, gently replacing her in Dot's outstretched arms. And her heart ached as she saw the pained, worn expression on his face. "Will you forgive me for my deceit and intrigue first?" "I have nothing to forgive, little'Miss Dot," and her eyes brightened as the aid pet name fell on her ear. /, She closed the door gently, throwing one backward glance at him as he sat with bowed head. A few minutes later the door was pushed open. He did not look up, thinking it was Dot, and he half expected to feel her light hand laid on his head. The silence oppressed him. He lifted his head. "Lucie!" he sprang from the chair, took two steps towards the slight, black-robed figure, then turned from her. "No, Guardy! Not that!" and another form flew across the room, grasping his arm, and Dot's tearful, pleading- face looked up into his. "For baby's' sake; for mother's—for mine—forgive her." "Lucie!" "Earle!'' The long-parted brother and sister were in each other's arms. "Little Miss Dot." "Yes, Guardy." "I want a little payment for all this skillful strategem on your part. Can I hav.e it?" "Tell me what you want first," and once more the roguish dimples danced about iu merry glee. "I want little Miss Dot for my own- cry wife. Even though I am old and—" A soft hand was laid over his mouth. "But 1 shall be Mrs. Dorothy then," and her sweet, ringing laughter .rang through the room. And Earle Wellman was content.—Lillian M. Leslie, in Boston Glebe. Tho TjKuai Implements. "So your papa has gone fishing, has he?" said: the minister to Johnny Cumso. ; What kind of tackle does he use?" "Hook and lying," replied the intelligent boy.—N. Y. Sun, —Sleighing.—She—"Oh dear, George, my hands are nearly frozen.!" 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Lake Erie & Western Railroad Co. "NATURAL GAS ROUTE." jCondensec Time Table IN EFFECT JTABOK 1st 1890 Solid Trains between Sandusks and Peoria and Indianapolis and Michigan Cltj. DIRECT Camwctlons to and from all points in tb« United States and Canada. Trains Leave Logansport and connect with the L. E. £ W. Tralfls as follows: WABASH B. B- LeaTe LoeanEport, 4:13 p.m.. 1120 a_m.. Arrive Peru .436 p.m..11^4a.m.. L. E. & W. E. E. Leave Pern, North Bound 4 ; 45p.m Sonth Bound ll«)a.m WABASH E. K. Leave LomnspOtt, 3:45p.m.. 7:50 a.m Arrive LaFayette, 4^5p.m.. 9:20 a,m L. E. * W. E. E. Leave LaFayette, • • EMtBonnd l:50p.m WestBoond.' 5:10p.m : H, C. PABKEK, Traffic Manager, C. K DALY, Gen. Pass. A.Tleket Agt. 'NDIANAPOLlS, IND. BOBtm 8Wa.ni A Chicago druggist retailed SOOOIOOof Keesling- and Cullen & Co.,sol* Ajrenta in Logansport JUDICIOUS AND PERSISTENT Advertising has nhvays^proveD suoccssful. Before placlnjf^inr Xcwspnper Advertising consult LORD & THOMAS. AnVKRTlSIXO AOKOT8, I.-, t,, O Randal^ SlIV-U CHICAGO. I A.-NXW POIMTIVK cva.it. FOB BRIGHTINE DIABETES, llTtUJWTM ~ ' Correspondence *olk.-t«d, valuable Jafonnatlon.free. I C«u»l discount to ••Slsease' MX."'-indrttf; vKmeote .-'I.IMWLW A CO., 18 til guile Street, - * Ckleiwo. III. .. "<" f ° r Ladle*.et t»ntedj «oo so stamnod.on bottom.VA< . 1,.I)OUGl.A8,B5ockton, MOM, J.IB. WINTERS^Broadwav tji DldBmo-eod

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