The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, February 9, 1896, Page 24

L THE SAN FRANCISCO CALL, SUNDAY, FEBRIjARY 9, 1896. E have made our childrens’ page to-day a real ‘“valen- tine page.” A little early, you think? But, remember, by next Sunday Valentine’s | day will have joined the countless proces- | sion of all past happy days and will live only as a sweet memory. That it may be a sweet one—that there may be no regrets—I am going to give my boys and girls a wee bit of advice of how to spend the day. Remember, it should be the merriest, fullest of frolic festival of the vear. Have as much pure fun as you can, but oh, | please don’t bring the flush of anger or shame to the cheek of any human being. | hun the company of those two wicked s, “spite” and “jealousy,” Who are so ¢ to take advantage of the “mystery’’ ecrecy’’ attendant on St. Valen- tine’s day to wound the feelings of others by reminding them of some mental or phy- sical frailty. In other words, have nothing to do with those vulgar disgusting publications called comic valentines. Make yours a day of fun, loving and giving, and at its close may your minds be filied with the peace which comes at ight to the heart of him “whose deeds e been most kind, whose words have nes for Girls. ng which you take pleasure in sending mysteriously to rela- | tives or friends can be made to take on the real valentine spirit by painting across it some original legend, humorous, sentimental, or pertinent, or by the artistic use of the conventional hearts and bow-knots, which are the | very essence of 14th of Feb- ruary gifts. Let ingenuity be your master re e, and neatness your most obedient servant. Probably one of the most practical gifts the always-acceptable picture-frame. Fig. 1. is The simplest kind is made of two square | envelopes (tinted ones are the prettiest), | laid face to face, and punched with an awl | a nali-inch from the top and bottom of one side. Through the small holes thus made Tun baby ribbon, and tie the two envelppes tog-ther in small bow-knots. Now the frame stands firmly, and has two leaves which are daintily beld together. On the inside sketch lightly with a hard pencil the outlines of an oblong picture-opening. In the center of this opening (found by drawing diagonals from corner to corner) place a small dot, using this as your start- ing point for cutting. Cut with the scissors from this dot to each corner of the outlined opening. Turning the foumtriangles thus formed back from the lead-pencil lines, and you have a space for pictures which are kept in place by sealing the backs of the envelopes. (Figs. 1 and 2.) Other frames may be made of two heart- shaped pieces of thin pasteboard (with picture-opening in one), covered with linen or figured China silk, overhanded neatiy together except at the top, where the pic- ture is to be slipped in and finished with a double knot of ribbon, in which is tied a brass ring, which serves as a hanger for the frame. _These frames mar be made still more simply of two circular pieces of cardboard or celluloid, pinked around the edges, with a tiny hole in each scallop. Through these holes run narrow ribbon of a contrasting color, and finish at 4he top like preceding frame with bow-knot end small brass ring. The pinking may be roughly simulated by notching the edges and making with an awl the required holes atregular intervals. This photo-holder is particularly pretty made of sage-green celluloid, laced with a dark and light shade of green ribbon, with the lines traced above the heart-shaped opening, as in Fig. 3. If you do not happen to be skilled in the use of pen or brush do not hesitate to cover your fancy work with China silk. Beautifal designs, violets strewn 3 over light grounds or dashing sprays of deli- cate chrysanthemums, form a “decoration in itself, often far surpass- ing the most ambitious Fig. 4. of amateur work. One- E:nner of a yard of this silk, costing about 5 cents, will make two circular frames. A pretty laundry tablet may be made in a similar way, baving an oblong frame of cardboard painted or covered with silk, and placing in the center a tablet of white celluloid, on which in gold lettering are Fig. 5. laced the names of articles usually sent & be washeu Jeaving a syace on the left side for the number. Finish this at the top by & bow of baby rikbon with two long ends, to one of which a small pencil is fas- | tened, and to the other the sponge is tied. A tiny heart-shaped needle-book, covered on the outside with kid from the long wristlets of some wornout glove, and in- side with a scrap of pink silk. Three little button-holed leaves of white flannel within | for the needles, and all tied together with pink bow-knots of baby ribbon, as in figure 5, make a dainty valentine for grand- mother's work-basket. Paint across its face the words, “With heartfelt greetings.” Sachet-cases, large and small, in_simple and fantastic designs, are now so much used that one can never come amiss. A pretty one, tastefully made in the old bag- shape of shaded heliotrope ribbon, filled with a large quantity of heliotrope sachet (for the fragrance vanishes with astonish- ing rapidity from a small allowance .of powder), tied togethier with a splashing bow of dark heliotrope ribbon, with the following lines traced carelessly across it with gold paint or with ink, would cer- tainly give pleasure to mother, sister or friend: 1 send you, dear, a vatentine, The sweetest 1 conld fina, Though it’s not half s sweet as you, Who are so g0od and kind. If you wish to pay a humorous compli- ment toa friend, rom a heavy piece of cardboard cut an outline of the soleofa and struck her a stinging blow on the cheek. “Thou never doest the thing I want,” she said, angrily. : “Oh, my lady!"’ Irene’s nurse exclaimed. “Thy father would be ill pleased to see thee so demean thyself on the streets. Re- member, the girl knew not that we were coming until the instant.” Irene’s ill humor vanished instantly. “Forsooth, we will buy a finer wreath ‘Come, thou little surly face,” she cried. shoe, and from some bright-colored paper the outline of a small heart. Tie the two together with a ribbon bow and write in ink or gilt lettering: I send my love, sweet Valentine, With all my heart and sole. Upon a neat menu card put & senti- | mental rebus, as in Fig. 6. The larger the sole the greater the im- plied compliment. Here again, if you are lacking in sketch- ing powers, you may substitute the real things (bows, matches, cents, etc.). Deftly tied or pasted on, they greatly enhance the unique anppearance of the card. A dainty blotter for a friend’s writing- | desk may be made by tying together, with rose-colored ribbon, two or three blot- | ters and a piece of cardboard of the same dimensions. Ornament the edge of the cardboard with water-color gilt, and paint in one corner tae harrowing design in firure 7. Write underneath the rhyme given on the design, or any other ridicu- lous one which may occur to you. Fig. 7. A pretty little heart-shaped sachet (Fig. 8) may be made of silk, and filled with violet or heliotrope powder. A silk or lace frill is added around the ecge, and a bow of ribbon at the top, and this in- scription painted or worked in outline stitch: Fig. 8. A penwiper of kid with several leaves of chaniois-skin may also be cut in the shape of a heart tied together with ribbon and ornamented with the appropriate verse found in figure 9. Adapting these hints to your own inge- nuity and resources you will be able to manufacture_valentines which will prove more desirable than any which you could afford to buy. You will have, b fun of the making, the satisfaction of gratifying the wants of friends, and best of all, the dear old mystery of sending, which seems to make of this happy, non- sensical day a sort of second Christmas.. than that little stupid can make. Come, get not that scowling face again. Thou art ill of temper. I will have my father sell thee for a dog. I tell thee, be merry such a morning.” Y While they were returning home a deli- cate Neapolitan shell necklacein one of the booths caught Irene’s fancy. In spite of the nurse’s remonstrance she insisted on buying it. She was holding it up ad- miling it when a company of soldiery swept by. Irene and her train drew up hastily against the wall. Ursula, taking advan- tage of the crowd, allowed herself to be violently pushed against Irene, knnckhzjg the necklace out of her hand to the ground, where it was trampled to fragments in an instant. Trene turned upon her like a_little fury, and the blows rained thick and fast upon her face and head. Ursula’s reason left her completely, and if the nurse had not caught her hand the iitllg Lady Irene would have been paid in kind. “Dost wish the lash, mad child?’ whis- pered the nurse. ‘‘Fall back among the slaves. Irene will soon forget.” “Irene may, but Ursula will not,"” mut- tered the maddened girl. Late that evening the nurse came to Ursula's little pallet. “[ heard the Nazarene to-night,” she whispered, softly, *and he said the un- known god did not teach vengeance, like Jupiter and the other gods, but that we were to love them that hated us and do good to them that despitefully used us.” Ursula sat up, pushing back the tangle of her thick black hair. “Is.the unknown god great ?”’ she asked, eagerly. “If I offer libations to him he may strike Irene dead. She does not know him to intercede.” The nurse shook her head. “No, thou wicked child; the Nazarene says, ‘Though he be greater than all gods, he is & god who says to love.” "’ “Is that the greatest thing—to love?”’ asked Ursula, wonderingly. “Truly, I think so,” answered the woman. ‘“‘Would it not be the greatest thing for thee to love Irene?’’ “The gods themselves could not do a greater thing,” answered Ursula, with clinched fists and flashing eyes. “‘Thou art not a Roman, but thou art of Thessaly, and brave blood runs in the veins of Thessaly. Thy father was a noble. If it be the hardest thing to love, then show thy birth—and love,”” counseled the wily nurse. The greater part of the night Ursula lay with wide-open eyes thinking deeply. *If I 1oved Irene I would tell her what I overheard Lady Fulvia say to Lady Villani, 1do not think it true. I see little beauty in her. She is vain enough now. Bah! will not please her so; but then the harder the task the greater it is to do it. Well, I will wait until the morning. Perhaps the unknown go® will aid me,”’ she communed { to herself. As usual, the next morning she took her station in the portico. Irene came in pleasant humor, her small form enveloped in a white robe, heayily embroidered in purple. “Thou hast a brighter face this morn- ing,” she greeted Ursula. “I beset thee right hardly yesterday, did I not?” she continued, with a ringing laugh. ‘‘’Twas most uncouth of thee to break my pretty chain, but nurse says it was the soldiers’ fault, not thine. Here's that bracelet I promised to_pay thee for the headache I ave thee. Putiton!” she commanded, | imperiously, throwing it at Ursula’s feet. ides, the | ‘The blood surged over the girl's face as she stooped unwillingly and slipped the bauble on. “T thank thee, Lady Irene,” she said, softly. Irene looked at her in astonishment. “Some one must be teaching thee man- ners,” she said. Out among the great beds of flowers they gathered industriously awhile, Irene chattering incessantly, Ursula, as usual, quiet. At length Ursula said: “Irene, I heard somewhat of thee the other day.” “No?” replied Irene curiously. “What heardst thou?” “The Ladies Villani and Fulyvia were in the portico awaiting thy mother. Thou hadst but passed. Dost remember ?"’ Irene nodded “Lady Fulvia said ‘The !ittle Irene bids C. B. Jorpax, in Youth’s Companion. Ursula, the Child Slave. The child slave Ursula sat in the wide marble portico awaiting the coming of her imperious little mistress. A moist, cool breeze, perfumed from the great beds of flowers at the side of the court, touched her soft cheek caressingly. Albeit her face wasso round and young and might have been so sweet, it was very sullen and unhappy looking. The fortunes of the cruel Roman wars had brought Ursula to Rome, away from her home and kindred, where she had been petted, humored. caressed and spoiled, as a playmate for the little Lady Irene, an exacting, capricious mistress enough, as badly spoiled and quick of tem- per as her slave. At last Irene came dancing down the great stairway and out through the por- tico, followed by her attendants. “Come, thou little surly face,” she cried, gayly; *‘we have permission to take a morning stroll, and then to the baths. ‘We will visit the shops and test tke fruits of the country girls. I may buy theea bracelet if thou wilt be merr{j 2 She caught her hand, and Ursula, with a child’s ready pleasure, sprang up, delight- ed at the promised treat. 2 “How gay the streets are!” Irere ex- claimed, as they emerged. *‘Didst bring a wreath to offer at the temple of Jupiter?” she asked, suddenly, glancing at Ursula’s empty hands. “Of course not, thou care- less one.” She swung the girl’s hand violently away ! pluming and preening herself like some |in his hands; but, alas! as he was “Ursula Crowned the Statue.” fair to carry off the palm of beauty among our Roman 1aaidens when she hath a few more years.’ | pretty bird. Ursula watched her with a et e do,” she sighed. “That was very hard to do,”’ she sighed. *I feel better, t;{mgh than I did whenI wanted to strike her.” Irene came dancing backand threw her- selidown on a bench near her, watching her through half-closed eyes. “Thinkest thou the noble ladies told the truth, Ursula?” she asked, half teasingly, half vainly. Ursula’s face reddened. “I have seen but few of the young beauty.” She hesitated, then said slowly: “Still, Lady Irene, I know of mine own sight thou art fair—when thy heart is leasant,’’ she added, half defiantly. **My ather hath said to me: 'Fair thoughts m?le fair faces.” % rene sprang up impatiently. “Thoug:n igmpper!.ix?em. 1'want none of thy chatter. Hasten with the flowers, else they will wilt before a chaplet is woven. Thou hast enongh now. Come to the por- tico and we will weave them.”’ ‘When the garlands were completed she strung them on_ her arms and set one on her soft, dark hair. 4 *Now, 1 will be the bearer, and thou shalt crown,” she laughed. So Ursula, climbing the pedestals, crowned the white statues. One of the vases had been carelessly placed on its pedestal, and, as Irene leaned against it, it wavered as if to fall. With the swiftness of a panther, Ursula darted upon Irene and hurled her away, just as the mass of earth and marble fell crashing to the floor. The numerous attendants who were always lounging about rushed to the spot. Irene sat at a little distance, breatnless and dismayed, but Ursula was partiaily under the mass. They extricated her gently and bore her, Jimp and still, through the wide halls to her tiny cell. Many hours after she came to conscious- ness. They had sent Irene’s nurse for the child’s especial astendant, and to her she said, groping for her hand: *‘The Nazarene was right. The unknown god wives the greatest command, but dost know ’twas easier to save the life of Lady Irene than to tell her what Lady Fulvia said ?” After a umphantly: *1, a noble of Thessaly, can love my ene- mies.” Then it was very quiet until the nurse arose and laid the slender hands across the little breast, storm-tossed no longer, and pressed the heavy lids down over the eyes, whose depth had lost their trouble.— Chicago Record. Another First Valentine Story. A little boy loved pie. My, how he loved pie. He had no brother; he had no sister. He had lots of cousins who lived close by. The cousins called his mamma ‘‘auntie.” So the little boy called his mamma ‘“‘auntie” too. His mamma knew how to make lovely pies. Some days that little boy asked his mamma for pie about one hundred times. He asked for it in a great many ways. Sometimes he said *‘please’’ and some- times he didn’t. Sometimes he got the pie and sometimes he didn’t. One day, no matter how nicely he asked for pie, he did not get any. He was puzzled. He sat down to think. At last he jumped up quickly and ran to his mamma’s side. Putting his arms around her neck he said: T’m so thirsty for pie!” Valentine's day came soon after this. The little boy had never had a valentine. He wished for one very much. When his father came home from town that night he brought the pie-loving boy a sealed, stamped envelope. There was something inside of it. The envelope had the little boy’s name written across its back. He looked at it for a few moments, thinking about the pretty valentine that long silence she cried, tri- “On, auntie, Roman maidens; I know but little of their |. SAID DRInTy M Wi TH W 1, TH FACE “WrsL You ik ILL ‘BE WSMHD %4'7““‘ T CE PO LiTRLE WII__TH AT R T ou@wit e PR I'LL BE SWEET A AtR So STALD, To LITTLE B0y So Co S INE - U%R, own, ENTINE %, A LITTLE LAD OF TEN— ALITTLE MAID F> NINEs AFD Q@ so coy, BE MINE, THINE » 2 E BOy 7 3 D ggl":T’AID L T REAT i M-WR. to his feet he gave his head a terrible bump against the end of the lounge. Oh, how it did hurt, and how poor little Don- ald did cry. Whiie mamma was bathing the poor, sore place and trying to soothe the sob- bing boy, tinkle, tinkle, tinkle went the doorbell. It was the postman in all the rain, and he had a valentine for Donald. When be opened it with his trembling little hands—he was so excited because he had never had a velentine before—he saw a picture of—what do you suppaose? Well, it was a picture of three little girls bumping their heads. Now, don’t you think it was very strange that the little boy with the bumped head should get a valentine about bumped heads? Donald and his mamma did and it made them think that St. Valentine was magic just the same as is dear old St. Nick. Letter Box. The letter from the little girl who lives in South San Francisco will be published in next Sunday’s CaLrL, because it refers to Washington’s birthday. [Sketched by a “Call” artist. | must be inside, all lace hearts and dainty flowers, with maybe this little verse, The rose is red, The violet is blue, Sugar is sweet And 0 are you ‘Written on it. At last he opened itand saw a picture of a little boy with an enor- mous mouth gobbling pie as fast as he could! Pies all around him, too, while un- derneath were printed these words: ‘On AUNTIE I'm SO THIRSTY FOR PIEI" Find It. Iam composed of only nine letters and belong to the month of February. Iam of different sizes and of all shapes and colors. If you take away five of my letters still I shall have nine, while you ;nll find by taking away six I have ten eft. I am supposed to carry nothing but love, yet in me you will find wickedness. Be- sides this you will always find in me a wanderer from home, a large tank, an evil quality, a spike of a fork, a climbing plant, an appendage, scraped linen, parts of fishing tackle, a narrative, an indus- trious insect, a weathercock, two bever- ages, a piece of burnt clay, two numbers, an alley, a time of day, a metal, a hole, a firl‘s name, a shade of color, a part of a ady’s wearing apparel. DONALD SERIES---NO. XV, FOR TINY BOYS. 1 am going to tell you about the first val- entine that Donald ever received and I know you wgll think it was very strange. That Valentine’s day was such a cold, stormy day. The wind howled and the rain, pouring down so hard, made the lif tle pollywogs—oh, I mean the raindrops— just scamper down the window-panes, Mamma and Donald were sitting in the cozy corner close by the fire trying to keep warm., 2 Donald held his rubber-ball in his hand. “‘Thou speakest truly,’ Lady Villani i Every once in a while be bounced the ball answered. ‘She hath a supple form, a proud and winsome face.’”” Irene sprang forward and kissed Ursula impetuously, then ran to the fountain, where she stood over the clear water on the floor, catching it as it bounded back. Once he mussed it and the ball rolled far.under the lounge. Down on his_knees the little boy went and soon had the plaything tightly ol An interesting *‘Legend of the Poppy” was also received, and will be published on the *'‘children’s page’’ in the near future. Boys and girls, please write on one side of your paper only. Now for the letters, which to me are the very best part of “‘Childhood’s Realm.” SANTA CRUZ, CAL., Feb. 4, 1896. Editor Children’s Page: 1 love to read the children’s page. I wisn there were two Dages of “Childhood’s Realm.” I am interested in the story about Donald. I have forty-two paper dolls, and I piay with them on rainy days. Very truly yours, GERTIE A. WHITE (aged 10 years). = SAN FraNcIsco, February 3, 1896. Editor Children’s Page—DEAR 81 yln answer to your letter on Sunday about Valentine Idecided to write what I know, viz. Valentine was & holf priest’ in Rome who, with St. Marius and his family, assisted the martyrs in the persecution under Claudius II. He was onrehemled and sent by the Emperor to the Prefect of Rome, who, on finding all his })romisea to make him renounce his faith inei- ectual, commanded him to be beaten with clubs and afterward to be behcaded, which was executed on the 14th of February, gbout the year 270. To abolish the heathens’ superstitious cus- tom of boys drawing girls’ names in honor of their goddess Februata Juno, on the 15th of this month, several zealous pastors substituted the names of saints in billets given on this ay. I think this is his exact history and the meaning of his day, for I have heard of it whenever it neared Valentine’s day. Yours truly, W. R. DILLON (age 13), 215 Fillmore street, City. SAN Fraxcisco, Feb. 2, 1896. Editor Children’s Page—DEAR SIR: I do not know a great deal, but will do the best I can upon the subject of Valentine’s day. alentine’s day, a festival celebrated on February 14 and established in England, Scot- land and’ France avout the fifteenth century, ‘was very popular among the upper classes and At Toxns Rnropesa comis 00 bt Velentine's eve spinsters and bachelors were accustomed to meet in a social way, write upon bits of peper the names of a numbar of spinsters and achelors of their acquaintance, throw them into a basket and then draw them out one ata time, care being exercised that each should draw one of the opposite sex. the person thus drawn being the drewer’s valentine. The fes- tival was infroduced into America at an early material change, and is annually becoming less and less general, at present being limited 1o friends exchl.n&l tions with each other, the same being made in Yerse Ot verses referring toa variety of topies, the subject being iliustrated by cuts of an amusing or sentimental character. day, but its observance has since undergone | Lig ANONYMOUS communica- I will add just a little more. St. Valentine’s | ( say, the 14th of February—it was a very old | notion alluded to by Shakespeare that on_ this | day birds began to couple. Hence, perhaps, | arose the custom of sending on this day letters containing professions of love and affectl ALICE M. BELL (age 13), 1923 Geary street, City. SAN FRANCISCO, Cal., Feb. 4, 1896. Mr. Call Editor: I am g little girl 11 years old and have s little brother 6 years old. I read the children’s page every Sunday. Iam vers interested in it. I read the children’s letters and I thought I would write, too, and tella few things about St. Valentine. When February comes all the children send valen- tines to their friends. Si. Valentine was & poor man and on the 14th of February he would go around begging and would get some- thing irom every house, and when he returned home he would be hung arcund with bags and bundles like & “beast of burden.” But yet he | would make the best of it. He had a kind word for every child who came running to the door. My leiter is getting long, so I must | close. Your friend, RosE C. BEAUDET. 333 California avenue, San Francisco. SAN Fra Editor Childrew's Page SIR: ) swers to Sundey questions are as follows: St, Valentine’s da day sacred to St. Valen- tine—the 14th of February. It was a very old notion alluded to by Shakespeara thut on this day birds began to couple. Hence, perhaps, arose the custom of sending on this day letters containing professions of love and affection. This Valentine, who was also commemo- rated on the 14th of February, is invoked, es- eclally in Italy and Germany, in cases of epi- f'epsy and cognate disorders. A This is my answer about St. Valentine, LILLIE PEARL MITCHELL, 6 Elliott park. 12 ‘years old. Dear Editor: Some people say St. Valentine was & Bishop, others say b was justa com- mon man, but was so noted for his love and charity that the custom of choosing valentines arose from this. But I think the prettiest idea is that the birds are supposed to select their mates on that day. Sending velentines is an oid, old custom. The valentine was not always 8 16ve letger, but was ofien gloves, garters and pretty pieces of jewelry. think it a very pretty custom, only I don’t like the comic ones. Your friend, BYRA SILL, Watsonville, 4,1896. Age 8 years. WARN A WINTRY NING. Arein The sun is warm upon the hills— The skies are brightly blue. e wary, little violets, “They’ve set a snare for you!) A spring-like softness in the air— No Ice-germs in the dew. (Be wary, little violets: They’ve set a snare for you!) The flags upon the signal tower No blighting blizzards brew. (Be way, little violets; ‘There only fooling yout) Atlanta Constitution. YOUTHFUL STREET MERCHANTS. Honest Pennies Turned by Boys Who Earn a Living. Almost any morning, snowy, rainy, windy, promising clear, however the | weather happens to be, an entérprising group of youngsters may be seen in the City Hall Park or any of the conspicuous news centers eagerly scanning the columns of a newspaper. The newspaper may be the joint property of all, or else it is a loan from some friend in the news business. Picturesque enough these small citizens look, eager, excited, urged on to keener interest by the knowledge that bread, and perhaps butter, certainly a place to sleep, depend upon their exertions. No man of business scans the morning daily more thoughtfully, seated at his luxurious breakiast table, than do these would-be merchants, turned out of their lodging- places after a hasty meal, in the cold light of a wintry dawn. ‘‘Here’'s a canal-boat in,” exclaims one. “And a fruit-schooner,” says another, pointing with a childish finger to the ad- vertisement. I guess that's about all to-day,” says the boy in possession of the newspaper, proceeding to fold it up. ‘‘Hold on!” exclaims a third. “I thirk there was something about a fire uptown; that would be 2 chance!” In less than five minutes the knot of boys that stood so long with their heads together have vanished. Two of them have gone to the canal-boat, others to the fruit-schooner, yet another party has set off uptown to the scene of the fire. This has been an unusually good morning when three such promising chances for business offer. The boys clean out the canal-boats, brush ouf the cabins and scrub up the decks a bit, and in return for their services they get potatoes or other produce which the boat has happened to bring, and such remnants of coal as may chance to be left over in the coalbin. The potatoes and coal both are readily vended in the tene- ment-house districts, where the people are glad to get small lots at less than market rice. ! Yor helping to unload a fruit schooner the boys get paid in oranges and bananas, and these they sell on the streets or round at the different houses. A For helping to clear up the rubbish where a fire has made havoc, odd lots of the damaged goods are given them, such as gloves, suspenders, socks, etc., and these the boys sell at a few cents a pair to com- rades of their own, who are glad of the chance to get the articles for a nominal Pprice. Several of these little arabs went into business not long ago, establishing a wood- yard on a diminutive scale in a cellar, which they rent for $1 50 a month. They get the frames and discarded boxes from various large establishments, conspicuous chemical factories and type foundries, and, after breaking them up, sell them for kindling wood. Sometimes they break up working a couple of hours for the privilege of using what they can carry away. At first they broke up the frames with a stout paving stone, but later they have been able to procure hatchets and an ax. For. 6 cents these venturesome spirits secure a clean, comfortable bed in the lodging-houses. Breakfast costs 6 cents, likewise dinner; lunch they get or not, according to circumstances; butno inmate is allowed in the lodging-houses after the breakfast hour unless he is ill; even then refuge. The boys are all turned out in the early morning, and the dormitories, living and eating rooms made clean and receive pure and wholesome ventilation until nightfall. 3 Eighteen cents is a good deal for a small boy to earn every day in the ye: Yet this is the lowest rate at which even the_ most charitable houses can afford to lodge them. From 8 to 14 vears of age are these self- supporting little men, and a list of the em- ployments by which they earn their precarious ~ livelihood 1is" interesting. Many of them scour the lines of railroad tracks for ieces of irom, bolts, horseshoes, neails, hoops, etc., and ' ofttimes, according to accounts, they find a dime, a nickel oreven a quarter shining in the wav. Thisold iron is sold to the regular venders, who make a busi- ness of collecting it. Many business men, loath to leave their desks even for an hour, have their lunch brought to them and boys are employed for this purpose by the big lunch companies. Washing dishes in restaurants on extra busy days is another source of income, and boys domestically inclined wait on sick veople in the poorer districts, who are glad to havenimble hands and feet at their disposal for an hour during the day. If a man or woman is confined to bed, with no one to sweep or clear up the room, no one to hand a cup of water or to ferch a bowl of needed nourishment from some neigh- bor’s kitchen, they are glad to give a boy adime who is willing and intelligent. “I lent a lad 30 to set up in the lem- onade business,” said the superintendent of a-big lodging-house. “He gottwo big tin pails, some glasses, a squeezer and ma- terials. In six weeks he had paid me my money back and had established for him- self a tolerably good trade.”—New York Tribune. ———————— Sir Charles Dilke has recorded his won- der that the povoular name of Britain abroad is not Scotland, so numerous ar the Scots in_every outlying part of the British empire. NEW TO-DAY. V.';llentines! Comics, “Latest Hit .....20 for Bo Entirely New Line of signs in plain cards from for 6¢ to 15¢ each Lace Valentines with envelopes . 3 from 2 for b to 26¢ each Fancy Satin and Celiuloid , Novelties in boxes trom 10c to $2 50 each and Handkerchiefs from 25c 10 $5 00 each of the usual style, LEAP YEAR ..from 10c up. Masks and Masquerade Supplies AT LOWEST PRICES. Novi ) including a variety of CARDS - LOEWENTHAL'S CLOAK and SUIT HOUSE HAS MOVED TEMPORARILY TO No. 9 Stockton St.,’ NEAR MARKET. TREMENDOUS SLAUGHTER SALE NOW GOING ON. e GRATEFUL—COMFORTING EPPS’S COCOA BREAKFAST-SUPPER. «RY A THOROUGH KENOWLEDGE OF THB B atural laws which govern the operations of digestion and nutrition, and_by a careful spplicas | tior af the fine properties of well-selected Cocon. Mr. Epps has provided for our breakfast and suppes delicately flavored beverage, which may save us many heavy doctors’ bills. It is by the judicious ‘use of such articles of diet that & constitution may be gradually built up until strong enough to resise every tendency to disease. Hundreds of subtls malsdies are floating around us, ready to sttack wherever there is a weak point.” We may escaps many & fatal shaft by keeping ourselves well fortie fied with pure blood and a properly nourishedq n-..,fi"_clvu Service Gazette. Mide simply with boiling water or milk. Selq only in halt pound ting, by grocers, labeled thus: JAMES EPPS & CO., Ltd., Hom®opathie Chemists, London, England. SKIH DISEASES SWAYNE'S assoLuresy cuzxze. OINTM e simple application of “Swayme's - oy intarnal Taedicine, will sna any GorIe Eieam, Ringworm. Pies Tich, Sorca; o aatier Bow obstinate o lou stasdic B bemt by el for 50 cus. 3 Toes §i.o8 Ask your wars & 5o rifl-‘-&n-.?. K 30us oo & & 4 & I3 n Remedy. relleves and soon cures all Colds, Hoarsénces. ey boxes and frames for the establishment, ‘Throat, Bronchitis, Co i slons. '50¢ per boitie. Noid by Druggiste’ 20 me the hospital is the more likely place of 4*