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V Hast thou eaten of pomegranates that thine eyes Hold the look of one who ever faintly sighs For a land of blessed shadow, strangely sweet, \Where a king in days long vanished stayed thy feet? Hast thou eaten of pomegranates that thy mouth . Bears the stain of that rare fruitage from the south? Is it that which through thy pulses soft has stirred, O ’ er thy cheeks its red wine flooding at a word? Some day as we stand a-dreaming there shall ring Clang from silver bitted horses of the king, \We shall turn to give thee question, wonder eyed, But to find that thou - hast vanished from our side. ^ O ’ er the belted bees ’ sweet humming there shall fall Far and near throughout the morning tender call. As we wander, heart a-hungered, for some trace In the meadows and the pastures of thy face. Mourning Ceres long went calling, worn and faint, Till at last the gods gave answer to her plaint; But forns no sleepless Ida watch doth keep, All the old gray gods of Hellas lie asleep. Back the silver bitted horses ne ’ er shall bring She who ate of red pomegranates with the king. — Overland Monthly, A , WITCH BEWITCHED. A water lily fell at Mona ’ s bare feet. She knew; quite well what it meant. She knew whose boat was coming around the bend in the river, but she did not stir nor look up. She was leaning against the old oak tree at the water ’ s edge, and idly picking to pieces a spray of golden- rod. The sunbeams sifted through the tree and flickered over the dusky head,, slipped down past the lowered lashes, kissed the dimples on the bare elbows. The oars in the . water ceased their regu ­ lar plash and the boat glided up to where she stood. The bits of golderirod floated by on each side. “ An ’ , Mona, did ye have no greetin ’ for me? Why did ye come? ” Mona drops the last scrap of flowery and looks at him. “ Is it that you think I have come here to you? ” she laughs. “ Gerald, sure ye don ’ t think that? ” “ And why not? ” he says, in an injured way. “ I tol4 ye Sunday I was gdin ’ to the Shallows; didn ’ t I ask ye thin to come down? ” “ Perhaps, ” she says. “ I have forgot. I came down to pick the cress; ’ tis busy I am. ” So she flashes one glance at him ’ and picks up her basket, as yet empty. “ Cress! Why, Mona, ” he says, “ come, get ye into the boat. This cress is not half so lush as some a bit further. Come on, ” he urges. Mona hesitates, and swings the basket up and down. Back across the green slope of land she looks, across the stile and just beyond the hill, where a faint film of smoke creeps up curling from the little chimney barely visible. Gerald follows her gaze. “ Come, Mona, ” he says. “ They won ’ t miss ye. ” “ Well, ” she says slowly, “ well. ” In reality she is longing to go, but of course it would not do to let him see it. “ Ye needn ’ t help me. I can get in. ” * Lightly he dips his oars, and they glide down the river. Mona laughs. , “ They will be after jne soon, ” she says. “ Aunt Mollie will be a-calhn ’ me, but she won ’ t know; will she, Ger ­ ald? ” ' “ IsTo, colleen, ” answers Gerald in de ­ light at the smiling face she turns to him. He rests his oArs in the oarlocks and lets the boat drift. “ Mona, ” he says, bending toward her, “ Mona, listen ” ----- “ An ’ won ’ t I catch it, too! ” she says with a peal of laughter, as though catch ­ ing it would be a festive occasion. “ Here ’ s the place; yes, Gerald? ” “ Yes, ” he answers moodily. ’ “ Wait, I ’ ll get the stuff; ye needn ’ t move. ” She catches hold of the bending branch of willow and draws the boat close in shore. One small bare foot swings back and forth in the water as she balances herself on the prow and hums softly to herself. She knows he is angry; she guesses what he had started to say to her a moment ago, but what does she care for that? The lips are demure and serious as she thanks him, but the violet eyes are laughing. “ Gerald, ” she says, when the oars com­ menced to move, “ Aileen ’ s here. ” “ Aileen? ” i “ Yes. She has the chance to see us how while Lady Lindores is at home. She is still my lady ’ s maid, ye know, Aileen is, and it ’ s myself would like to be in l:$r place. ” “ Mona! Ye would like to go away from — from Kilgarnock? ” “ Yes, ” she cries, “ surely. ” The boat ’ s keel ran up to the landing place. She jumped out and then turned away with the basket in her hand. One glance she gave him over her shoulder. ••An ’ would ye care, Gerald? ” '\ ’ faith, ’ tis not the likes of me she would be afther plasin ’ , ” he said to him ­ self as he watched the little figure trip -jp the green sward and over the stile. He forgot about the fishing expedition he had planned. He leaned back in the boat and fell to thinking. All the witches in the world are not yet sup ­ pressed; there are still some few left to tangle up the senses of a man and leave him in bewilderment. The witch in Kilgarnock must have taken up her abode in Mona Carey ’ s small head. To torment the lads of the village, to be ­ guile and capture each unsuspecting heart, were accomplishments in which long practice had made her perfect. There seemed such a sunshiny atmos ­ phere always around her that it made her as dangerous as she was lovable and winning, Unlucky Gerald! All her life he had known her, even back to the time when she had begun to talk in broken baby phrases, Although he was years older than she Mona treated him in the same careless, laughing way in which she did all the other suitors. And though not one of them could boast of any especial mark of favor, yet each -one believed himself to be ahead in the race — each one except Gerald Shearn. Daily he questioned himself,,tried to understand her; “ but no, ” he thought bitterly, “ it ’ s an omad- haun lam ; she laughs at me. ” ; With all the . love of his passionate, Irish nature he loved the maid, wor ­ shiped pretty Mona, who would look at Mm so roguishly from under long lashes and would not listen. And now he heard her voice calling: “ Lightfoot, Lightfpot, come up, come up; come to me, accushla! ” and the tinkle of the cowbell echoed back again. He pictured her sitting on the little stool and milking the cow; he knew how she would look — he had often watched her. The sleeves of her frock would be pushed up over her round arm; the dark rings of her hair would lie loosely over her head and float against the dull dun of the cow ’ s side. He imagined he could hear her talking and cooing to old Light- footy who seemed to him so unapprecia ­ tive. He remembered Aileen. She and Mona were about the same age, but so unlik e in appearance that MnsMp would have never been suspected. While Mona was rather below the average height Aileen was above it; Mona ’ s curly tresses were black as midnight, and Aileen ’ s bronze gold. • It had been a proud moment to them all when my Lady Lindores sent for Aileen to come to the “ big house, ” as the tenantry all termed the great stone man ­ sion, and prouder still when my lady made,known her wishes that Aileen should accompany her as maid. Not a throb of jealousy quickened Mo ­ na ’ s pulses at Aileen ’ s good fortune. She rejoiced with her cousin, and was un- feignedly glad. And now my Lord and Lady Lindores were home for a short wMle after a year of absence, and Aileen was back once more in the home of her cMldhood. With tears of delight her mother and Mona greeted the traveler, her father surveyed her with complacent pride and approval; to them she was more beautiful than ever. The month drew to a close. The “ big house ” would soon be empty again and silent. The days had' been busy ones; new cottages had been erected, new bams and buildings; the wide estates had been refenced and improved. And now all would be quiet till winter, when it was expected that the mansion would be filled with a merry crowd of guests and the logs would blaze on the hearths, maMng Christmas cheer. My lord and lady, alike beloved by their people, had been planning some amusement for them as an appropriate and welcome wind up of the work. The wide new bam seemed particularly adapted for the purpose, and Lord Lin ­ dores announced that here he would give a dance and bountiful supper. Mona slipped down to the river, in glee at the good news Aileen had just brought to her. She swung herself up to a limb that reached half way over the water, and scrambled recklessly out upon it till the bough swayed. “ Gerald! ” she called, looking eagerly down the river. “ Hi, Gerald! ” He was not in sight, but she thought he would probably be just around the bend, fisMng. In one moment the fa ­ miliar faded red boat, came swinging around. “ Come here, Gerald, jist as quick as ye can! ” she calls quivering with excite ­ ment and splashing the water belo-vv with impatient heels. “ Cornin ’ , ” he jmswers. “ Shure, Mona, whatjs it? Is the cow after dyin ’ ? Or the pigs stole? Tell it, colleen. ” “ The cow! ” she says, her eyes dancing; “ oh, Gerald, it ’ s me feet I can ’ t kape sthill long enough to spake wid me tongue. The dance we ’ re goin ’ to have in the new bam to-morrow night; ye didn ’ t know that now? I have come jist to tell ye uv it. ” “ And is that all? ” says Gerald, as he rests Ms oars and looks at her surprised. “ An ’ I thought, Mona, ye had a tMng to tell and afeard the news. A big bite I lost, too, for whin ye called so fast I didn ’ t bide to finish. ” “ Well, ain ’ t ycglad now, Gerald, for me to tell you? ” “ Faith an ’ I knew that same already. It was no news to me, Mona. ” Mona ’ s red lip pouted. “ Go back tMn, Gerald, to your fisMn ’ ; ’ tis not for me to bother ye. ” Gerald surveyed her with an odd ex ­ pression on his face. “ Look, Mona, ” he said, drawing a lit ­ tle bundle from the pocket of Ms cordu ­ roy tousers. “ See what I am goin ’ to ask the purtiest gurrl in Kilgarnock. to wear to-morrow night. ” And he care ­ fully unrolled a wide pink silk handker- cMef and held it up for Mona ’ s inspec ­ tion. The little maid clasped her hands in admiration. She had nothing like it and never doubted that it was intended for her. “ /Tis beautiful, shure, Gerald. ” He craned his neck around to one side to behold the kercMef from her point of view. “ Yes, ” he said calmly, and then folded it up very carefully in its tissue wrap ­ pings and put the bundle back into Ms pocket. “ Good-by, Mona, ” he called, bending over Ms oars again. She did not answer, but stared rather blankly at the little boat till it disap ­ peared. “ Indade, thin, I don ’ t care if it ’ s not for me. I wouldn ’ t have it, ” shaMng her head and speaking emphatically, “ I wouldn ’ t have it at all, at all. ” She climbed off her perch a little more slowly than she had mounted it, and be ­ gan to sing a gay little carol. A bird in the tree caught the notes and burst into responsive song. Mona ceased sud ­ denly. ; “ Oh, hush, ye bird! ” she cried, im ­ patience in her voice, and then as she turned to go deliberately pushed a help ­ less little frog into the water. When the next evening came the barn was full of life and laughter. As Mona with her uncle and aunt entered the lit ­ tle yard gate the plank-plinkety-plank of the violins came floating out to them, mingled with the shuffling of many feet. “ Oh, make haste! ” she whispered to herself, and could not keep her feet in the sober pace that suited her aunfs calm step. The lanterns hung down fromthe doorway and windows, wide flags floated from the roof and streamers and folds of bunting swept across the walls and ceiling inside. Mona had spent an hour about the adornment of her small person, but she need not have lingered. There were many feet bare besides her own, many other dresses old besides hers. Around her neck was a string of yellow beads, and a yellow sash of Adleen ’ s around hex waist. They pushed their way to a seat, and Aunt Mollie fanned herself vigorously. Mona gazed around with interest. There was Mollis Stewart, and there was Mag- gio Tully and Annie Kavanagh. All these girls, as well as the lads, were on hand, but where was Aileen? She had said she was coming. Mona looked in one direction and • then another,\ and at last there sat Aileen close to a window, and near by stood Gerald, gazing at her. Mona turned a little pale. She did not see Patsy and Barney and Farron edg ­ ing up to her; she never even thought ol any of them. In her eagerness to make no mistake she stood up on tiptoe to see the better. Yes, it was Aileen, and now Gerald was leading her out to dance. The pink silk kerchief was round her neck. Something seemed to shoot across Mona ’ s eyes with a blinding pain. When Barney begged her to dance she an ­ swered a little sharply, and he went away again. “ It is too warm hei ’ e, aunt, just now, ” she said to Mrs. Kelly. “ Go stand in the cool a while, child, ” said her aunt. “ There ’ s Aileen cornin ’ over here; bide a bit. ” But Mona was gone. Not under the trees did she stop, not by the little gate. Swiftly she passed out the side way, over the dusty road and into her own yard. Here she paused a moment, and catcMng her breath with scmetMng that sounded like a sob passed around the tiny thatched hut, and so over the stile to the river. Down on her face upon the grass she threw herself, careless of the yellow sash of wMch she had been so proud; the yellow; beads burst their string and some rolled down the bank into the river. She lay very still and quiet, so quiet that a nightingale gave her no heed and began to sing. A wMp- poorwill called on the opposite bank, and far off in the woods came the answer of Ms mate. The gleaming moon rolled slowly into view and silvered each branch and blossom. The birds sang on, but Mona heard them not. She was thinMng — one hand on the heart that beat so fast, the other arm pillowing her head. She did not try to analyze her feelings; she would not have known how. There was a dull ache in her breast, and memory was torturing her. “ Holy mother, ” she began, whisper ­ ing, and could get no further. “ She will not help me now; I am too bad, too bad at all. ” She thought how unkindly she had al ­ ways treated Gerald; she had laughed then to,herself. “ Och, wirra, wirra, ” she ejaculated. And now Aileen had taken Mm; it was Aileen ’ s fault, not Gerald ’ s; how could she do it, how could she? And wear his kercMef — the prettiest girl in Kilgarnock — those were Ms words, and now she knew what he had meant. Oh, why had not Adleen staid away! And now Gerald was gone from her entirely. Slowly she made up her mind that she would be brave; no one, not Aileen nor Gerald, should ever know the truth. Gerald should never know she was sorry now, and so he would be happy. She murmured him a fare\yell in soft Irish words, “ Gerald, anobn ma Gerald. ” ’ -The slow tears trickled down her cheeks and gleamed upon the grass like diamonds. The moonlight lay over the prostrate figure in broken patches. Gently the breeze lifted and let fall again each dark ring of silky hair curl ­ ing over her head and down to the wMte neck that shone all the wMter. The moon reached the middle of her jeweled course. The nightingale sang, all unconscious of the silent grief be ­ neath Mm. The lashes lay o*er hex- flushed cheek like a dark shadow; in very weariness and worn • out with her misery she had fallen asleep. The bird at last hushed his sweet treble and flew away. He had heard a liasty step over the grass. But Mona heard not, saw not. Somebody came down to the river bank almost on a run, and stopped short at sight of the little figure lying there so motionless. He knelt down beside her. With a quick eye Gerald noted the tear stained cheek, the parted lips, whence came a long drawn sobbing breath. Without a word he gathered her up in his arms, asleep as she was, but Mona stirred and (then started from Mm wide awake. “ I — you — oh, Gerald! ” “ They are all ahunt for ye, ” he an ­ swered. “ Ye have scared the heart ’ av me. An ’ why did ye come'down hei-e? ” “ Don ’ t, ” she wMspered, trying to re ­ member her resolution. “ I will go back now. ” She stood up and then swayed a little, dizzily. “ Mona, mavoumeen! ” said Gerald, holding her close. She struggled to release herself, and stood back from him pitifully defiant. “ Ye shall not touch me! ” she cried. “ Go back to Aileen; go back to her and spake your words. Tell her that same mavourneen story; she will believe ye. Let me pass; I can go home; I ’ ll not need ”— but the proud curve of the Kps weakened, and the eyes commenced to brim with tears. She turned away her head and tried to spring past Mm. Ger ­ ald stood motionless at first, looking at her in surprise, and then he caught her by the arm. “ Mona, stop a bit, ” .he said, almost sternly. “ What is this come, to ye? What av Aileen to me? Are ye dhramin ’ , cMld? ” ' - “ Let me go, ” she whispered; “ let me go. ” “ No, I ’ ll not let you go. Spake to me, Mona, What is it? Nay, ye cannot go. Tell it to me! ” She faced him then, and her eyes flashed through the tears. “ An ’ ye .would talk to me, would ye? An ’ ye would wait for me to market; an ’ ye would sing to me under the thatch at night; an ’ ye would tell me ye love me! Ochj it is not thrue at all, at all. Ye know I am speaMn ’ but the truth, an ’ ye will make me say it. Ah, but the heart av ye is black. Aileenis there dancin ’ to-night; Aileen is there waitin ’ for ye with your kerchief round her neck — the pink kerchief ye showed me and said ’ twas for the purtiest gixrrl in Kilgarnock; go to her, go! ” The little figure was quivering with wrath and emotion; then she remem ­ bered all at once that she had broken her promise to herself, but having brok ­ en it she was not going to yield an inch. ; “ Shure, ’ tis not that I care for ye; ’ tis the base desate I hate. Let me pass now, tfyeplase! ” “ An ’ I don ’ t piase, Mona, ” he said. “ Is that all? Now ye shall listen to me. Ye would never hear to me afore, Mona; ’ tie not my fault. I do love ye, an ’ ye wrong me when ye say no. Shure, ma voumeen, I love the very ground ye walk on, and the sound of your voice is a music to meself. The kerchief — aroon are ye angered with the poor, pretty thing? See, I have it yet for the purti ­ est and smartest gurrl in Kilgarnock. An ’ won ’ t ye wear it now? I knew not even did Aileen wear one, an ’ ’ twas not mine she had on her neck. Aye, bide your head; ’ tis here on my heart is the right place for it. No tears, Mona; Mona, mavoumeen; ’ tis all right now. An ’ won ’ t ye wear the poor kerchief , col­ leen? ” He drew it around her neck, and held the ends close up under her cMn. Pres ­ ently she looked at Min, shyly, from un ­ der lowered happy lashes. “ Ah, <5erald, ’ tis too beautiful for me! ” — George Wilson Prescott in Times- Democrat. A Pig with a Human Head. Charles A. Clark, an undertaker and embalmer, has in his establishment the remains of a young pig, which is one of the greatest freaks of nature ever seen in Jacksonville, Fla. It is the property of E. A. Lindsey, of Springfield, and is one of a . litter of eleven pigs. Ten of these pigs are perfectly formed and are thriving, but the one in question was bom dead. Tt is about twice the size of the other pigs of the same litter, and is perfectly hairless, except for a small patch of whiskers on the chin. The head of tMs freak is human shaped. The ears are set bn the side of the head like those of a human being, but are larger and i shaped like an elephant ’ s ear. ThecMn, mouth and cheeks are human shaped, while the teeth are like a shark ’ s: It has no nose, but instead a perfectly shaped trunk extends from the base of the forehead just where the root of the nasal organ should be. Immediately under the root of the trank is situated one large egg shaped eye, with two large, round pupils (one at each end of the eye), wMch peeps out from under and on either side of the trank. Each pupil or eye is shaded; by wMte eyebrows, which very much re ­ semble the velvety brows of an infant. The trank is nearly four inches in length and is perfectly pliable. The hoofs of the feet are goat shaped and turn up at the points like those of a mountain goat. Taken as a whole it is the most Mdeous looking object ever seen in Jackson- ville. — Cor, St. Louis Globe-Democrat. Tlie Act of Breatliing. In each respiration an adult inhales one pint of air. A healthy man respires 16 to 20 times a minute, or 20,000 times a day; a cMld 25 or 35 times a minute. WMle standing the adult respiration is 22 times per minute; while lying down, 13. The superficial surface of the lungs, i. e. , of their alveolar space, is 200 square yards. The amount of air i-espired every 24 hours is about 10,000 quarts. The amount of Oxygen absorbed in 24 hours is 500 litres (about 744 grams). - The amount of carbonic acid expired in the same time is 400 litres (911.5 grams). Two-thirds of the oxygen absorbed in 24 hours is absorbed during the nighx hours, from 6 p. m. to 6 a. m.; three- fifths of- the total is thrown off during the day. The pulmonajjy surface gives off 150 grams of water daily in the state of vapor. An adult must have at least 360 litres of air in an hour. The heart sends 800 quarts of blood through the lungs every hour, or about 5,000 daily. The duration of inspiration is five- twelfths of expiration, seven-twelfths of the whole respiratory act. During sleep inspiration occupies ten-twelfths of the respiratory period. — St. Louis Republic. Oddities of Great Men. The greatest men are often affected by the most trivial, circumstances, which have no apparent connection with the effects they produce. An old gentleman of whom we knew sometMng felt secure against the cramp when he placed his shoes on going to bed so that the right shoe was on the left of the left shoe, and the toe of the right next to the heel of the left. If he did not bring the right shoe round the other side in that way he was liable to the cramp. Dr. Johnson used always, in going up Bolt court, to put one foot upon each stone of the pavement; if he failed, he *elt certain the day would be unlucky. Buffon, the celebrated naturalist, never wrote but in full dress. Dr. Routh, of Oxford, studied in full canonicals. A celebrated preacher of the last century could never make a sermon with his gai*ters on. A great German -scholar writes with Ms braces off. Reiseg, the German critic, wrote his commentaries on Sophocles with a pot of porter by his side. Schybel lectured at. the age of 72 extempore iix Latin, with his snuff box constantly at hand; without it he could not get on. — New York Ledger. Tlie Modern Match. ‘ Husband (getting ready to light the gas) — My dear, I' wish you would re ­ move all newspapers and other com ­ bustible material to the next room. Then send for several pails of water and have them handy. Wife — Why, what for? Husband — I am going to- strike a match. 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