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THE AMERICAN BEE KEEPER. 



Januc 



to where she stood and took her straight 

 and unhesitatingly into his arms that 

 somehow, in spite of all, he knew about 

 the kiss and had forgiven her. And the 

 kiss was all she could remember of her 

 past life. 



When David Lancaster went up stairs 

 to his wife and took her to his heart 

 without asking for a word of explana- 

 tion on her part, he did the one thing 

 that saved him and her and Edward 

 Vereker from shipwreck. 



I read a story once in which the con- 

 cluding sentence ran thus, "And so by a 

 little thing was a woman saved from 

 the misfortune of a great passion." 



Edward Vereker, having done all that 

 lay in his power to atone for what had 

 happened, left the house early next 

 morning without seeing Evey again. 

 And her husband shook hands with him 

 at parting. 



They have not met since, except casu- 

 ally in society, and then they meet and 

 greet as friends. They had fallen a lit- 

 tle way together and repented of it, and 

 with repentance conies revulsion of feel- 

 ing and with that the end of all things 

 that might have been, withered untime- 

 ly in the budding of passion's poppy 

 flowers. 



So she was heroic in that she saved 

 him, and he was noble in that he con- 

 fessed his kiss to her husband. But 

 somehow it seems to me that the great- 

 est of these three was David Lancaster, 

 who heard and understood and yet, hear- 

 ing and understanding, forgave. — Black 

 and White. 



The Bacon Folly. 



It was inevitable that the Bacon folly 

 should proceed to commit suicide by 

 piling up extravagances. By some meth- 

 ods one can prove anything, and accord- 

 inglv we find writers busy in tracing 

 Bacon's hand in the writings of Greene, 

 Marlowe, SJnrley, Marston, Massinger, 

 Middleton and Webster. They are sure 

 that he was rhe author of Montaigue's 

 essays, which were afterward translated 

 into what we have always supposed to 

 be the Fn uch original. Mr. Donuelly 

 believes that Bacon also wrote Burton's 

 "Anatomy of Melancholy. " Next comes 

 Dr. Orville Ow( n with a new cipher 

 which proves that Bacon was the son of 

 Oueen Elizabeth bv Eobert Dudlev. and 



that he was the author of the "Faei 

 Queene" and other poems attributed 

 Edmund Spenst r. 



Finally we hare Mr. J. E Roe, w] 

 does not mean to be outdone. He as? 

 us what we are to think of the notii 

 that an ignorant tinker like John Bu' f 

 yan could have written the most perfe 

 allegory in any language. Peri.sh il I 

 thought! Nobcdy but Bacon could ha-^ | 

 dene it. Of course Bacon had br t u iro: ! 

 than 50 years in his gravt^' when "Pi 

 grim's Progress' was published as Bui 

 van's, but yi ur true Eaconizer is uevt 

 stopped ly triii's. Mr Roe assures v 

 that Bacon wrote that heavenly bool 

 as well as "Robinson Crusoe'' and th 

 "Ttile of a Tub," which surely bcgii^ 

 to make him seem i bi uitous and evei 

 lasting If Ihiu.^s go on at ll;i^ rate. \v 

 f-hall presently have a ri-!;,.:(;us ^ec 

 holding as its fir.st article < 1' l..ilh rha 

 Francis BLicou created the he vens an^ 

 the earth in .-ax chi} s and rested eii', th 

 seventh dav. — Jrhn Fifske in Arl;;:n>i' 



Aii I rtniy cf Humanity. 



There arc probably few persons of ma 

 ture years who have not read the stor; 

 of the man who put the sick beggar up 

 on his best hor.-e in order to take bin 

 to his home and friends. The begga; 

 suddenly recovered his strength aue 

 rode off with the horse that "was tin 

 pride cf the desert and the fortune o: 

 his owner. The man called after the 

 thief and begged him to halt for a mo 

 ment. Bfife from pursuit, he did so, 

 when his benefactor implored him nevei 

 to tell hov/ he obtained the hcrse, as the 

 incident, if known, might stand in the 

 way of relief of some honest beggar who 

 sought charity by the wayside. Although 

 it is claimed that the story is a very old 

 one, it is juht as applicable to our time 

 as it was when the affair occurred. 



It is the professional beggar who 

 miikcij the most terrible eufi'ering poj;>'i 

 ble to those who are too proud, too hou: 

 est or too timid to ask for what they 

 need. — i7cw York Ledger. 



Love's Exit. 



"I never could see any sense in that 

 saying that love laughs at locksmiths," 



"You couldn't? Well, it is because 

 he has no need for the door. Dtm't you 

 know t'fiat love flies out at the win- 

 dow?" -••Ciiici330 Post. 



