ntest whisper can be heard.

But a change comes over them. A carriage appears in front, coming towards
them. It may be someone that knows them. The young man picks up the lines,
and the horses are in the air, and as they pass the other carriage it
almost seems as though the team is running away, and the girl that was in
sweet repose a moment before acts as though she wanted to get out. After
passing the intruder the walk and conversation are continued.

If you meet the party on the Whitefish Bay road at 10 o'clock at night,
the horses are walking as quietly as oxen, and they never wake up until
coming into town, and then he pulls up the team and drives through the
town like a cyclone, and when he drives up to the house the old man is on
the steps, and he thinks John must be awful tired trying to hold that
team. And he is.

It is thought by some that horses have no intelligence, but a team that
knows enough to take in a sporadic case of buggy sparking has got sense.
These teams come high, but the boys have to have them.

BASE INGRATITUDE.

I remember once of offering a lady from Eau Claire a slice of bread and a
half of a red onion in a railroad car. She looked hungry, and yet she said
she didn't care to eat. Thinking she had a delicacy about accepting food
at the hands of one who was almost a stranger to her, I turned the bread
and onion into her lap, and said she was entirely welcome to it. What did
she do? Instead of eating it, and thanking me, she threw it out of the
window, and went and sat by the stove. I was never so offended in my life.
That woman may see the time she will want that onion, and I would see her
almost perish of starvation before she could have any more of my onion.

THE DIFFERENCE.

One of the great female writers on dress reform, in trying to illustrate
how terrible the female dress is, says:

"Take a man and pin three or four table cloths about him, fastened back
with elastic, and looped up with ribbons, draw all his hair to the middle
of his head and tie it tight, and hairpin on five pounds of other hair and
a big bow of ribbon. Keep the front locks on pins all night, and let them
tickle his eyes all day, pinch his waist into a corset, and give him
gloves a size too small, and shoes the same, and a hat that will not stay
on without torturing elastic, and a little lace veil to blind his eyes
whenever he goes out to walk, and he will know what a woman's dress is."

Now you think you h