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On rosary of hopes and fears I pray, with tears; And yet, in every sigh is blent A sweet content. I think, how sadder far ’twould be If you loved me, And I, to your dear asking, Kay Must coldly say! M adeline S. B ridges . MAC’S GIRL T was while I was out West, dailies, happened—d u r i n g my humdrum exist­ ence as a police re­ porter. The Daily Jourml (our esteem­ ed contemporary) had just put a new man upon the ‘policerun,’ and we took to each other from the start, getting fully acquainted in a man­ ner and with a rapidity characteris­ tic of bohemians. We saw much of }airs,” as he it way. His had a Ohris- seemed go peculiarly fitted to him, sup­ planted it. He was an Irishman—a Limerick boy. Mac was a typical Celt; light-hearted, witty, full of anecdotes, good-natured, good-looking in his biz­ arre way,.nray,. andnd a first-classst-class newsiewspaper a a fir n man. His bright companionship served to haste the dragging hours of many a f Mac a the sergeant, the re- thing to turn up. Now and then he sang us an Irish song in his irresistibly comic manner, with a brogue that smacked of the innermost recesses of the bog, or some pathetic ballad of Hrin which brought tears to some eyes, and even subdued the dyspeptic jailer. It was in the spring, shortly after twelve one night, that we sat in the chiefs office, playing the inevitable friendly gahie, when the patrol ^agon rolled up to the side door, and the ser­ geant left us to attend to the new arriv­ al. Mac and 1 took advantage of the ^pause to fill our pipes, and awaited-for' sergeant’s retnirn. \ M r ' • Just then a noise—the sound of voices —came from the big room. Mac started np. “A woman ! a girl, and a pretty one at that, or her voice belies her,” he said. “Sure it’s not for a McMorris to be cool­ ing bis heels outside when there’s a woman within. Let’s have a look at her.” Grumbling somewhat, I hostily fol­ lowed. Mac’s quick ear and ready in­ stinct had not deceived him. Before the desk stood a girl of fifteen or there­ abouts, pretty beyond question, with one of those piquant faces which invari­ ably attract one. She was poorly, but neatly, dressed, and a glance at her face was sufficient to convince a discerning person Ihat she was not one of those de­ praved creatures who are born in the gutter and return to it at maturity. She was undoubtedly under the influence of liquor to some extent, but the arrest, the mad ride iu the patrol, the sight of the blue-coats, and the examination had Sobered her somewhat. She looked from face to face with mute appeal in her tearful, misty-gray eyes, and finding no pity nor consideration there, now and then glanced towards the door, as if con­ templating a break for liberty. Mac lounged up and looked at the sergeant’s record. It said; “Maggie Eyan, drunk, fifteen years, IrisU-American, domestic. N ^ roperty on person.” He turned to the girl and again sur sally and his face. “What kind of a girl “A bed un,” said one of the officers, quickly, proceeding to give her a de­ tailed certificate of character that would have sufficed for her commitment to the House of Correction. “It’s not true I ” she cried hotly, her bine grey Irish eyes flashing fire, “Oh, sir, don’t believe a word of it. He was civil enough to ihe coming up here in the wagon; but I slapped his face and he threatened to have me sent up for sixty days. I’d slap it again, if 1 could get at him now.” “Bravo! ” said Mac, nodding his head approvingly. Then he said sternly, “ See here, Murphy, a man that will lie about a woman and willfully besmirch her name is a coward. You nre lying now, for I can see it in your face. If you don’t take it back, Ell get the facts in the case, hunt you down, roast you ‘ dismissal.” } paper. The officer hesitated, but finally said, rather shame-facedly: ^ “I—I don’t know anything against “There, that will do. I thought as much, and I’ll remember you for it, Murphy. You're a burning disgrace to the island you were born on.” •‘Come, come, Mac,’’said the sergeant good-naturedly, “don’t all night.” “I won’t. Bring the girl into the chief’s office.” None of ns knew what he was driving at, and the sergeant and I were as much surprised as the girl, whose face was a piectnre as she followed us iu. Lock- he case, hunt you arn, and demand “ 'R o n .R f’' w n a M o . Besides all this, she had her share of Irish wit, and was fond of pok­ ing fun -at us in her way, calling him “Guardy” and me “ Uncle”; blit I could not take umbrage at the elderly title (for I was only thirty) and her playful utter­ ances delighted Mac. “I ’m not giving her a fancy educa­ tion,” he said, one night, “but a train­ ing that will be of use to her, so that she may make some lucky fellow a good wife.” “ Why not marry her yourself?” I ob­ served. I bad never tliought of it be­ fore, but the words came quite naturally to my lips. “Nonsense, m an! I’ve never thought of such a thing.” “Isn’t it about time ?” “I don’t know but what you i right,” he said, moodily. “I have knocked around fot years, not caring what happened so long) roof to cover me and a pocket; but since I took the colleen iu, everything has been so different—I have had something, some one, to live for. Still, I have never thought of marriage.” “Then what will you do when she leaves you?” I asked, watching him narrowly. about in never do that.” Said I: “Perhaps.* You forget that she is a woman—a girl, and a very pret­ ty one, indeed. Such a prize—for she is a prize—cannot remain long unwon. Somo day she will come to you and tell her story, or send another to say the words for her, and will slip from your fashion, and took the smoker from one of the men. There was a queer light in his eyes, and his voice trembled a little, but his h ^ d was as steady as steel itself when h e ' adjusted the rubber spionge- RICE IS JAPAN, you.” Then he added in an under-i to me: “If anything happens, you can tell Maggie whatever you think best. If I don’t come back have a kind thought for me now and then. God bless you, old fellow!” A firm pressure of the hand, a nod to the chief, an dhe was mounting the lad­ der with a rapidity and skill borne of give, but went to 3 me V* he exclaimed, wheeling his chair. “Sure, she will the top and entered the burning build­ ing through the window in search■ch woman who bad meantime. The crowd of the disappeared in the below was br< piectun ing the door, Mac questioned her, and found that she was an orphan, was homeless,, and had followed the occupa­ tion of a domestic, but was hardly ........................'\ had the embrace of others more You -will realize it when it is nything, me and liquor. Not being used to it, she had lost control of herself and staggered about until she wos arrested. “Just so,” he remarked in his abrupt fashion. “Now let me talk.. My.name is Morris McMorris, and l,am a reporter for the Daily Journal. The sergeant here will vouch for me. I am not an old man, but I want to adopt you. My mo­ tive is to lift you from the gutter. I propose to give you a good home, clothe you and educate you, in return ior which I shall expect you to prove your­ self worthy. Is it a bargain?” I was prepared for almost f but not for that. It staggered me almost asphyxiated the sergeant. The girl’s dark head drooped, and her nerv­ ous hands clasped and unclasped them­ selves in her lap. I saw a tear fall and glisten on her soiled finger like a dia­ mond in the dirt. “Come, speak up,” he said, kindly, and her streaming eyes sought his face. “It is all so—so strange;, sir,' You are ■o ^ «^-'bbed. ^ ^ “If—if you mean it, sir, really ana truly, I will go with you. There is no place else.” “Not so very flattering, biit eminently satisfactory,” said Mac, with a laugh. “ Well, so be it. I shall cohstituij» my­ self your guardian, and be answerable to these gentlemen. But should you fail “Never fear, sir,” she replied. “Well spoken.” Then, turning to me, be said: “ Watch things for me, old arms into loving, 1 too late. Good-night.” He did not speak, nor acknowledge the courtesy. As I passed out I turned to look at him, and saw that his head had fallen upon his folded arms. I mismd him for several nights—the first in mai^ a long day. When 1 saw him again I could scarcely repress an ex­ clamation of surprise. His face was haggard and wan, and there was a dull, vacant look in his fine eves. He drop­ ped wearily.into h is usdal seat without a word. I did not need to ask what had bappened, but-mTerely uttered the mono- yllable: “Well?” I shall never forget the look he g^ve me as he said, “ You were right, Lyn— IU were right. X ought to have known j but, sure, I didn’t know my own heart until your words touched a secret spring there, opened its doors and show­ ed me the colleen’s sweet face within. But the rose will be taken soon^ and for me there will be nothing—nothing but leaves.” “Indeed! Who is he ?” “My God ! I wish I could take it as coolly as you do,” said Mac, pathetical­ ly, yet;half inclined to .quarrel with me Mcause. of my apparent indifference. “ Tt i« young Brown—^you know him—a srbuiigfellow,. and one to whom I He eame to me the d a j after our chat, and told his story. I listened with a breaking heart, but gave no sign, not even when he said that he felt assured of the possession of her heart, while he loved her to distraction. What could I say ? What could I do but treat him kindly for Maggie’s sake, give miy con­ sent and God speed, and accept the bit­ ter cup like a man ? Ah, when she ii gone my life will be empty—more bar­ ren than it has ever been before.” There were tears in Mac's honirot ey and I, piatter-of-fact and prosy as 1 w; could not speak because of the lump my throat, and felt my own eyes grow less under a potent spell. The minutes passed, bringing nothing—not even a glimpse of him, a groan went up ‘ thousand throats, and I buried r in my bands, standing in shuc ^ anticipation of the crash which waS tO be poor Mac’s death-knell. > A shout, deafening but joyous, caused me to look up. Iu the window alx)ve, supporting the girl in his arms, stood Mac, a blackened, protesque*silhouette, made yet more grotesque by the queer arrangement which covered his nostrils. His voice sounded strange and indis­ tinct as he called to us. Crash ! The rear wall collapsed, and we held our breath. Then, seeing the front and portions of the sidewalls stood firm, a dozen of us ran to the ladder, but the chief interposed and sent three of his dare-devils up the steep ascent. .Be­ fore they had gone half wajr, the two; ghastly figures in that upjier window bad disappeared—sunk back out of sight, id were hidden by the volume of smoke pouring out. There was little more, thank Heaven and those brave fellows, to happen. The window was soon reached, and Mac and his fair companion taken below. Mad was terribly ^ and arms, h» rooms for. the _ might yet findTegress and escape by go­ ing down-stairs. He had caught her and dragged her back in the nick of time, but l^th had succumbed to the heat and smoke—one sapping away their strength r depriving them of air. __________ lying uponn floor, and conveyed them out of dai An Interesting Description Growth and Treatment. A report, recently received at the State department from Mr. .John M. Birch, United States consul a tN a g ^ k i, Japan, contains some instructive infor­ mation relative to the production and consumption of rice in Japan. He says: The staple food of Japan is rice, and it is grown throughout the empire, not only wherever irrigation is possible, but the species known as upland rice is grown on high dry ground, needing no irrigation, just as wheat is grown in America. In this consular district the lowland variety of rice and the best rice in Japan is grown —^ - ------ --------- ties that it is beco of export. The ___ grown in this district are small—^the largest seldom being over one-fourth of an acre in area—and lies almost entirely under water from the time the seedling is planted in May or June until the ripened grain is harvested in October or November. The water so necessary is conducted to the fields, which have raised borders, by means of conduits from different streams, or m times of drought, from .basins, which have been constructed to retain the contents of these streams flooded during the rainy season. The sides of ihe numerous hills surrounding this city are laid out in terraces and into the levels which are intended for rice, the water collected on the higher On the level on or shut off at pleasure. ____ _____ pliiis in the interior ol the Island of Keirshin irrigation, however, is not so easy, the farmers being compelled to pump the water to the higher level of their fields from the streams or reser- The pump in universal use re­ in the f e spring, about the Month- of March, the fields, which have been left without cultivation during the winter season, .are dpg up and begin, to be pre­ pared for rice sowing. In digging the and the other The firemen i the- man, while I take her over to the house and put her in the old lady's care.” When he returned lie was quiet and thoughtful, and 1 did not question him; ' ' “ ’ ’ ne to latted izing lunch, I asked: It was R week later, and we sat in the chief’s office at police headquarters, chatting, as of old, with our friend the sergeant (now a lieutenant), to see whom we dropped in now and then. And while we weie talking about old times and the changes in our fortunes, the fire-alarm sounded in the operator's room. Mac’s face brightened percepti­ bly, and he sprang to his feet. . “A blaze !”he cried, liending to listen to the strokes and the voice of the ope­ rator. “Ah! a big one, too! Let’s go, for the fun-of it. I’m dying for the re's the want of excitement. Here’s i 3 patrol- 1 to the girl and 0 | veyed her, this time more critic with something like sorrow in his Her dull eyes met his, and their gaze 1 to catch roved no furtlmr, as if in that frank and honest countenance they saw—even my dead sister, who w-ould have been through the veil created by the fumes ! about her age had she lived. I haven’t of alcohol—^pity, consideration, even \ kith nor kin—no one save a friend or two friendship. like! yOurself. Wliy shouldn’t I look for “Lock he “ ' uiongiittui, ana x aia nor quescion n: but when, after the papers had gone press, we. dropped into a cafe and chat ever an aj>petizing lunch, I asked: “Mac, what was there about that girl catch your fancy ?” ‘She bears a striking resemblance to - dead sister, who w-ould have been her up,” said the sergeant, .ehortly. “Wait a minute,” said Mac, without taking his eyes from the face before him. I started, for although he whs crotch­ ety to a fauilt, I had never seen him pay the slightest atteution to nn ordinary “drunk.” “Wait a minute, Cronin,” he repeat­ ed, addressing the jailer as that surly functionary approached her. “Wait nothin’ !” snarled the turnkey. “If you want to interview her, do it through the gratin’.” “Take your dirty hand off of her, you murdheriu’ blaggard or I ’ll break every bone in your body!” cried Mac, who was evidently in one of his moods, for whenever he wos excited or moved a touch o’ the brogue colored his speech. Then: “Sure, it's not for the likes of you to touch her. Step back or I’ll .take your kays away from yfni and lock yon up in one of your own dirty pens.” The turnkey wisely retreated, as he knew better tlian to trifle with the wild Irishman w’hen his blood was up, for the manner in which Mac had tam ed sev e r ­ al tough ch.-u-acters Avhom the police could not handle was jiroof enougl; of his bravery and prowess. The girl’s eyes dilated at this, and looked wonderingly at her protector, who, as calm as ever, leaned against the desk and eyed her reflectively.\ yourself. Wliy shoul le one and create a tie ?” “(Ine does uot usually search the gnt- rs or police-stations for friends or fos- r-relatives,” 1 remarked, dryly. I yet, jewels are often foi ;ter.ter. Ass foror thehe policlice-station, ter-relatives,” 1 rem “And yet, jewels the gut A f t po what would have become of her, pooi ' child, had she been hsnded over to the mnd in tender mercies of that blaggard turnkey, and put with those drunken beasts? Sure, my boy, one night in there would have served to send her down the hill.” The speech was unanswerable. In the following three years—during which time wo still “trotted in pairs,” until each Avon the advancement he sought—nothing happened out of the ordinary. I received nightly reports of Maggie—or “Mac’s girl,” known to the b o js- together at the old cafe when our npe- she was we still lunched wagon at the door and a chance for a wild night ride. Come on, old man, and enjoy a recollection of old times.” Thus appealed to, I could not resist, and we hoarded the wagon, which rat­ tled at a terrific, speed towa^s the glow reddening the sky to the westward. The spot reached, we found a tenement in flames, and the vicinity a mass of ex­ cited and awe-stricken spectators. Sys­ tematic shoving and unceremonious el­ bowing brought us to the ropes, under which the officer in charge at that point permitted us to crawl. Catching sight of ope of his reporters, Mac ran over to givefiim some instructions, Avhile I re­ mained to chat with the officer until he returned. A murmur suddenly rose from the crowd, and concentrated its force until it became a strange, fearful cry, ending with the words, uttered by a hundred pairs of lips: “There’s a woman up there !” All eyes were fixed upon the upper window, upon a girl’s face, dimly seen through a veil of smoke. A poor woman uttering a shriek of agony, rushed up to the Chief of the Fire Department and besought him to saA-e her daughter. He turned to one of the men and motioned X ----- 1 -j.i__ beijjg placed in labors wen dually develoi3<ed loking girl, i re at an end. She into a rem a rkably turnal Lne-looking girl, Avith a very sweet anci essive face, and a certain Avomanli- expresi ness which of itself w o u ld have been powerful attraction. Knowledge’ to her to be easilj* absorbed and towards the ladder just ___ ^ ^ ____ 'position as near’ the Avindow as possible. The fireman— thinking, perhaps, of wife and babe—hesitated, w ith one foot on the lower rung, and looked first flam e-bordered wii mu- cultivationivi retained; needlework was her forte; sic Avas a natural gift, and cult gave new power to her lark-voice. ■ I knoAv, because Sunday afternoon invar­ iably found me at Mac's lodgings, and 1 had every opportunity of watching the satisfactory development of her better at the 'indoAv and then nt his chief, as if afraid. Then a strong hand shoulder and hurled him seized his “A woman, is it? Sure, give me one of those machines to ke.ep the smoke out of my uose and mouth, and I’ll go up and get her.” The chief shook his head, and I added a more emphatic protest, but Mac only laughed at us in a curious uumirtbful uuui, nuu wuYcjuw i>ueui uuk wi danger amid the cheers of the crowd, which shouted itself hoan^e. I tried to cheer, until the ambailance came to take him He did not die, but outlived the, pain of his wounds; yet when h e left his b '; m he was ano^er mr- son, so frightfhily dis% d r^ % one side of his fuoe and head. Maggie nursed hiim as tenderly as his mother would liave done—faithful Maggie, y h o watched him night and day,, pace, chancing to meet her in the parlor, dur­ ing one of her brief respites,vl requested a few m o m e n ts of - h e r tim e , as I had something important—concerning Mac— to say to her. i had recalled his words, ment universally used' in Japan, implement is used as our laborers use the mattock, or the blade may be fast­ enedned too a wooden beam ,' thushus foi e t a wooden beam,' t forming a plow, which is drawn by a horse o t an ox. The broken ground is then thor­ oughly saturated with a liquid manure, consisting of all sorts of refuse, such as night soil mixed with bathing water, rotten grass, bamboo leaves, and. when dried by the sun the ground is i^ain with -water to the felt justified, as much bad happened, i n . taking advantage of his permission to speak. She looked at me with those ^ penetrating, pathetic gray eyes, as if to read my thoughts, but I averted my glance, and said: “Maggie, may I speak plainly, and will you answer my questions without reserve ? As an old friend, I desire to be blunt and straightforward. I have a to perform, and you can thus make it easier for both of us.” Her look became one of wonder, os she said: “Ask whatever questions you please, and be assured that all my answers will be truthful. But please don’t be so mysterious.” “Do you love Mac ? ” I asked, watch- - ing her narrowly. . « “Love him ? ” she echoed, “as if I did not! I am not ungrateful.” “I^ve inspired by grattitude, lacks vitality and is insipid. Have you no greater love than that for him ?”\ “ Wbat do you mean ? ” she asked, coming close to me and scrutiniziug my “Do you love him enough to marry him?” “Do I? Ah, I wish I could show you my heart, that I might prove my love for him; but I, being a woman, cannot speak. When he comes to ask if be has a kingdom in my heart, I shall tell him he ne\'er was absent from the throne. But I cannot tell him.” “And this young man, this suitor—. Brown ? ” I inquired when I could re­ cover myself, “ He is no suitor of mine,” she said, proudly. “ He is good in liis way, but do you suppose that he could supplant Guardy ? How you have misjudged m e! KnoAv this, and remember i t : that unless I marry the roan who has made me what I am, I shall go to my grave unwed.” I grasped lier hand aud bore it to my lips, saying : Take the advice of Maggie. Go womanlA old friend, to Mac, throw aside all mly reserve, and tell him what you told me. It will make him forget Iris scars. Had he known this before, I doubt if he would have ascended that ladder.” “ I —I don’t understand,” she faltered, growing as pale as the dainty collar she Avore, and c itohing at a chair. “ His heart was breaking, and life had lost its charm for liim since you Avere to go out of i t ; ” and then I told her »U. go out of i1 , She said neA-er a word, b u t turned left the room, leaving the echo of a behind her. I -am n o t prepared to s tate Avhat h a p p e n e d in the next room, b u t M aqgie is a wife now— a m a tron—and M aqgie her name is not Brown. m a tron—an d li'rank Leslie's. dug up and flooded ' depth 01 3 inches. Through the slush is draw n , ah .ag r icu ltu r a l . implenaenit oomesrhat jresembling a han*0Vj. . diorouegly mixing the mannre wralfit, - The soil is doav ready to leoeive toe seedlings, which liaA'e been grown from the seed rice. , The Iteed rice being soaked nhtil reiydj to sprout is soAVA in very heavily manr urea patches of ground, covered Wito water during the night, and drained off during the day; and when ihe sprouts are 6 inchos high, which is in toe month of May, they are transplanted into the ■ prepared . fields as sballowy os- ppssibie (the number depending on the quality of the ground), in tufts of several plants, about G inches apart, and ar­ ranged in such a way that all, the rpote are of the same length. The work it done by all the members who arc able to wade about in the water. The rice spron^ thus planted require a great deal of manuring and cultivating before they put forth the ripened ear. It is esti­ mated that from the planting tiine until the harvest, in November, the fields are hoed once every two weeks, in order that they may be kept free from weeds, water-plants, etc. When the ear is about to burst forth the earth must be di*awn up to the roots, aud at the same time the plants must be heavily measured, which is done by the farmer pouring on the roots of each tuft liquid manure, consisting of a mixture of everytoiug which is supposed to possess fertilizing qualities, but of which night-soil is J h e principal ingredient. In September the fields are permitted to become dry, and in October and No­ vember, when the curs present a yelloAv color, the grain is cut by an agricultural implement resembling a sickle, dried on the fields as our farmers cure thes newly— cut grain, made into bundles, and taken to the farm.yasds. The heads are then pulled from the straw by drawing the bundles through a comb-like arrange­ ment of woodeu or iron teeth, hulled or thrashed by spreading.th'em on a mat ' and beating them Avith a Hail, and sep­ arated from the chaff by running the thrashed grain through a machine made of two bamboo baskets, placed one upon the other and fiiil of cut bamboos placed on end, which form the cleaner. The food rice is also further cleaned by pounding it with a pestle, iu a mortar­ shaped vessel, and Avhere a number of pestles are used iu as mauy mortars they are set in motion by water or steam power.— Washington /Star, \ i j Original Keasoti for Cane Cariying. Somebody has been looking np the history of canes ip tin's country, and finds that they Avere originally a part of the repertory of the leaders *of the church, being the principal badge of the deacon. The cane was abont five feet long, and Ild AV\\ T —-Ai- - 1—-1- one end Avas embellished Avitli a knob, the other AA'ith feathers. When the gniall boy rebelled lie got a rap on the bead Avith the uncharitab..................... bead Avith the uncharitable head of the canA If the head of the family got to dreaming of the hax>py days iii the old Euglisli home, the turkey’s plumage on the deacon’s cane feathered him iuto life

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