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other, and his eyelids THE CITY. in the weres only a general similarity -among the stretched wide apart. There was a SOUTH'S MULE SEASON. OUR BUDGET OF HUMOR, BOSTON'S CREAT RAILWAY STATION. species. Consequently the . planter red light in his great, dark eyes, like An Imposing Structure, and the Larcest stands, with her stony beaches - Ihe weary and Drosco-ucarica selects pairs that matech in looks and he a distant forest fire shining through a in Just touched by old Ocean’s arm, Plead in her arms to rest; ATLANTA THE MARKET WHERE gait, and a two or four mule team at- LAUCHTER-PROVOKINGC STORIES FOR the World. hide in her mantle wide, wall of night. It was the light of hor- For islands fair are sentinels there The wretched OF ARZ SOLD, tached to a carriage, dashing along LOVERS OF The Great South Railway Station in To guard her coasts from harm. And the suffering in her breast. ror. His dark skin was changed into TENS THOUSANDS FUN. through the lanes and over the coun- Boston, the largest edifice of its kind the toreh of Though forests be grand and silent— the ashy gray of a rairclcud. Trem- roads, in the world, opened Bhe stretches freedom and Dis- try is a pretty good indication was for use on the Old World from the New, Though flelds be wide sweet— bling he approached. The Georgia Metropolis the Great Midnight's Calm—Quite Unexpected— Toward for her Mo- of the independence and prosperity of In the first day of this year. It was first Aad her towers rise to as cloudless skies Her children learn voice to yearn ; Thus was the taking of Black Stick, tributing Peint ¥For the Favorite How He Proposed—On the Anxious tramp of her restless feet. Plantationsa the owner. suggested by the Hon. Josiah Quirney, As are mirrored in Ocean’s blue. And the the terrible, on the great white cliffs tive Power of the Cotton Seat—He Wanted to Know-—Love's La- —Pecullarities of the Mule. A good saddle mule is a priceless | bor Lost—A Puiiler, Ete., just before his first inauguration as with her stony beaches overlooking the Ete. Bhe feels the pulse of the Nation, She stands, Rio Grande. boon. One that | Mayor, three years ago, and great land, by old Ocean’s arm, Pow! Ho-ee, ho-ee!” movesalongina ‘‘fox To you, O infant of my midright thought! construe- She knows the of the Embraced Abh, but he was a sweet singer! “Crack! Pop! tion was begun a little love the strife c¢f the throbbing Through the noise and light—through the clatter on the slippery trot” will carry its rider over the | . Ising this tender, tense, parental song less than two ¥or smoldering night, The old cavalry sergeant was very The of hoofs While my ago. ti:l?y- roughest roads without a jolt or a to eleep-deserted chamber years The new station is cen- o happy when saw Belgian blocks sounds like a squad- l throng *lnthe hollow of her hand, In a tide of unending charm. he the Porto Rican jostle, and barring the element of pos- | trally located in the heart of the buse —New York Independent, creeping in frcnt of us down the eliff. ron of cavalry on the charge, and Old memories, nocturnal and unsought. sible treachery, the rider may enjoy | What iness section of Boston. ‘“‘Why didr’tyou wing the greaser?” down the broad street comes a rough- wonderthat my mind is overwrought? all the » For, oh! your The station was and is owned ly-clad rider mounted on a gray horse pleasurable sensations of a sail i ceaseless voice is over- built he asked. over smooth and sunlit waters, or a strong, and operated by the Boston Terminal give us a and at his heels a troop of sorrel, bay, And my cold-footed pilgrimage is long. the Fourth Cell. ‘““‘Hedidn’t show,” Red- swing in a hammock under mag- | Company, composed of trustees repre- The Voice in mond answered. brown, black, dan and mouse-colored the Come, baby—hang it—shut up as you nolias when the summer sun rides | ought! senting the several railroad corpora- good mules, followed by two other wild STORY. It takes a man to be a soldier. high in the heavens. tions that furnished the funds. The A CAVALRYMAN’'S Redmond and I were only recruits. riders in a gallop, cracking their long In faney I recall graceless The young mules bring from 8125 those years total frontage on three streets is 2190 Moreover, we had little hope of ever whips and uttering the peculiar ery of Belore your darling mamma made me to 8150 if unbroken, bntif broken and | hers, feet. The building covers thirteen want to cart being much better. Had we been good the mule drover. & HE little village “We dons around any of unusually good qualities they | Till in mv heart the pulse of sorrow stirs acres, and there are twenty-two acres sergeant soldiers we would have captured Black It is with the above paragraph that some- of Manati is hid prisoners,” the of the de- times command a higher | ‘And makes me half inclined to ape your of yard room besides. The maximum Atlanta correspondent of the New price. tears, away among the tachment said, ‘“The San Juan prison Stick on the same night we heard his the dimensions of the building are by Sun the opening of Confound it! Sleep! Stop yelling if you 850 hills of white is crowded now. We want to sleep songs. Had we been good soldiers we York announces DEWEY AND THE OLD TAR. 725 feet. The head house on Summer season. hours of the can! rock on the isl- nights, instead of standing guard. All would have had to carry the bandit’s the mule At all Al well, some day you’'ll be a married street and Atlantic avenue is repeated, Petty Officer Purdy Believes lis Advice five and of Porto I got to say is don’t monkey with the body down tke cliffs, instead of al- day the same spectacle is IDan, stories high, and above the first is the great point Won the BEattle of Manila. —Chicago Ricoo. When greasers.”’ lowing him to lead the way. Had Red- he says, for Atlanta Record. story is occupied by the offices of the the great guns The sergeant was an old man. He mond been a good soldier, he would of distribution of mules for several The following narrative is taken " Terminal mules, from to Quite Unexpected. Company and the railway stormed and had soldieredin Texas, Weare tickled —Dbut that’s a story in itself. States. The three from ““With Dewey at Manila,” by companies. vast by Mr. Jay—*‘“Was it a quiet wedding?” The train shed is in the at the outlook. Strong was the guard that {ook Juan four years old, are shipped South Joseph L. Stickney, in Harper's long by roared the rich grain Mrs. Jay—*‘Of course; you didn't 602 feet 570 feet wide, and bharbor of San A December night, yet yon wanted Tosta, alias Black Stick, to Manati tens of thousands from Magazine: One incident, which Ihave has a height of 112 feet. The fields and lands of Indiana, expect they would quarre! before the light Juan, fifty miles no blankets. Four men were already prison. Stroug and thick are the ma- grazing already mentioned briefly in my des- and delicate-looking steel trusses of Western Tennessee by patches, clergyman did you?” away, only the sleeping. The cook fire was a mass hogony bars which keep him in the Kentucky and is worthy of more extended the enormous roof have a clear sweep and are put on the fainteat rever- of whitened embers. The guard dark, fourth cell. The spirit of a the stock dealers repetition, as illustrating the feelings How He Proposed. in one great eurve from side to Planters, lumbermen, tur- side, beraticns were hummed softly and paced about among bandit is broken within him. Hun- market. of the enlisted men for the com- ‘Do you believe in expansion, Mr, upheld by three spans that divide the operators coniractors in borne back to the horses. Silk Redmond, finishing ger plays sadly upon a man’s nerve. pentine ;and mander-in-chief. The Commodore, Noodle?” area into what might be called a nave railroad builaing congregate at "At- walking tiny village. a cigar, let his eyes wander high among And then the bandit spirit is not while back and forth on the Noodle—‘‘No; quite the contrary. I and two aisles. this lanta from all points, and the opening starboard side of the deck, There are thick mahoguny bars on the beautiful mysteries of a tropical mighty in the Porto Rican at best. upper no- believe in making two one.”—Brook- A remarkable feature is the practi- But his voice is not dead. It is as months of the year are the busy times ticed that one of the petty officers—a prison night. : lyn Life. cal doubling the fourth cell of the Spanish To observe the of the train capacity by through When we had slept an hour the sky sweet as the memory of dear ones far in the mule trade. man whose duties did not call for his providing for the at Manati. Look them to- naturally A Puzzler. suburban service in will see beyond an adjacent group of hills red- away. Aud the eyes of Juan Tosta, many droves, one wonders presence there—was making a pre- a space beneath the day and in the half-light you are Jorkins—*““What are ‘‘subway” main are dened into a vast lurid expanse.

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