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THE AMERICAN BEE-KEKPER. 



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. You whu ■ .t you see, 



( Often . . .'i^^lit; 



Stars uri' , .,, - M.; ■ : y. 



In the w, ;•; ill ti;.' ). 'if: 

 All tho da., ihi-y li<- cui.ci'aii'd 



By (bo t,'. ry of \h" s.vi. 

 But at ovi- they stand r jvoaled 

 111 tho azure, one by one. 



Bo the daylight of a smile 



M;iy but v«;il tho human face 

 Hidiug for a little sviiile 



Doubt and caro and sorrow's trace; 

 So, when shadow clouds of woe 



O'er a happy facu arise, 

 Still beneath tho shadows glow 



Stars of joy in gentle eyes. 



Lifo is arrhed with changing skies, 

 Earely ai\' tliey what they seem ; 



Smiles we li.-.Vf, and also sighs- 

 Much we l:no\v, but more we dream { 



Look beue;i.h the oiitward show, 

 To tho suidow or the; light, 



And from what j'ou purely know 

 Learn to see and judge aright. 



' —Exchange. 



EXCHANGE OF HOLES. 



All his life Charlie Staahope had been 

 gnite ready to admit that his morals 

 were somewhat faulty. Sometimes he 

 admitted it genially, sometimes with a 

 mild self reproach, but always with the 

 ^ir of beiug quite irrespousible for his 

 failing:^, and indeed he was one of those 

 pien whom scarcely any one judges 

 liardly. Good looks, a. pleasant smile, 

 pa easy alTectionateness and a generous 

 (band aie excellent covers for very seri- 

 pus faults if a too fervid liking for the 

 pood things of this life, including wine 

 end women, is ro be counted among 

 them. 



"Ilaug it, you know, a pretty woman 

 can always make a fool of me, " he used 

 to ftclaiowkdge, "and I positively can- 

 not help it. Lilian knows it too. " 



Lilian was Mrs. Stanhope, andshecer- 

 taiuly hud abundant reason to know it. 

 Charlie had married her in a fit of in- 

 fatuation for her beauty and amid the 

 pmiuous projJiecies of their friends as 

 to their future happiness, and if the 

 pnshiiud and wife had been philanthrop- 

 icaliy inclined they might have had 

 the .satisfaction of knowing that they 

 jstlil alforded a thrilling topic of conver- 

 sation to their social circle. 



In tho course of five years of married 



11 TO tl ^rc hi\\\ been much for Lilian to 

 forgivG. and OhurliG had a habit of sud- 

 denly oonfes.siug hinii^elf to her and re- 

 ceiving :ib!Johition for his sins, under 

 the fihadow of which for a month he 

 would live irreproachably, forswear his 

 club, going tt) no supper parties and es- 

 corting his wife to af tornoons and balls 

 and reverting altogether to the hus- 

 band-lover of their honeymoon. In very 

 truth it is nctt too much to say that he 

 loved and respected his wife above any 

 living creature; only it was not in his 

 uature to bo faithful to any woman. 



"Yen are a saint, Lilian, my pure 

 v;hite lily," ho often said in his fits of 

 remorse, "and I'm a black brute, not fit 

 to ki.'^.s the hem of your dress." 



A}i(i ho thoroughly. believed it, too, 

 for tlie time being. 



So when one morning he came down 

 to breakfast and opened and read a cer- 

 tain letter tliat was lying on his plate 

 )jo only experienced a furious anger 

 8g£»i;!=:t tho author of it. It was written 

 in n blind a^vkwardly sloped the wrong 

 way and obviously feminine, and bore 

 the ominous signature, "A Well Wish- 

 er, " and aontained nothing but a sav- 

 uj^e and cuarse attack upon his wife, 

 ooapling her nanio with that of a man 

 who iiiid jnst ber^Ji notoriously expelled 

 f:<rm a fcniiu; club fur cheating at cards. 

 Clmrl'.e's hkiiu'.rouie face flushed darkly, 

 and l>o nuitcerrd a savage oath under his 

 bretith 



'■Vriisit (]t:\'il"< sinna women are I Can't 

 tht-'T f ^'en lo'iTO Lilian alone? She, of 

 all V, oi.u'ij i;i the Y^'orld, to be written 

 of io! ^t'.-; t!\;t jado, Maud Bellair, I'm 

 coitiin i:n.-> hn-s !:cver forgiven me for 

 rofn^ii ? to znirodaco her to Lilian. 

 WeJ, 1 miy bo a blackguard myself, 

 but my wi^'o ,s^..-.ll never speak to such 

 V\Ouicn. She must never know of it. It 

 woaUl half kill hoi, and if I showed it 

 to hur nho misnl, t orhaps, think I sus- 

 l.>«<ct*-d her. T suji-t-ct Lilian! Great 

 ho'ivcn^, v/liat v/ouI,l tho world be com- 

 ing to — and to ccupk' her name with 

 Hng'i Dacrc's! Il's a pity she didn't try 

 to Invent f!onie,thin^ a little more proba- 



•lis li-ith in hia A'ife was not shaken 

 foi Ri inct-mi. No devout worshiper 

 Voui<l ihiuk of dethroning his pure, 

 whiio Idol l.tjcau.se Bome miscreant 

 tiirowfc h olod oi' (iirtat it, but tho words 

 ^f (h>i lt>;tc.r fiiHcinnted him. as thiuss 



