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Manawatu Herald, Volume XXVII, Issue 3496, 14 March 1905, Page 4

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*J \ ■ ; ' ■ -S- ---/>* ii, . . In the d : ■ ..f Ui, majority of the children .■•->; .• ------1 Anum-Jy to Ibe children of European citk.-;. In tho wilds, the country, tho hidden places of Mexico, tho children wear garbs that are Indian, garbs that are Spanish and garbs that are quaint and ingenious combinations of the . rm. Every Mexican child la an artist. Tho wee brown fingers of Mexican babies mold tho ruddy Mexican mud into babies tacewner than themselves, and Mexican

YOUNG MEXICAN MERCHANTS, children of most tender years pinch and pet and pat and poke and coax moist clay, wax and other materials into statuette s and tiny figures, which they sell in the Mexican market places. Tho children of Mexico have not overjnaiiy pots, but they all havo familiar acquaintance with one animal, tho mule. Almost tho poorest Mexican family has its mule. Save among tho rich, the largest family rarely has but one such stood. Mexican families are not, as a rule, small, and the family mule is perpetually called upon to carry burdens that are enough to sour tho disposition of a sweeter tempered animal. White mules with black faces, black mules with white faces, and mules of every mulish color or combination of colors arc always on tho move in Mexico. You will eco them in' tho city streets, and they will save you from feeling lonely when you tramp tho country byways. The dc: i.iation of a Mexican mule is, 10 to 1, church, the market or homo. The oldest boy leads tho mule. The father pushes tho mule discreetly. Tho mother, all tho little cl.ii.lron and no mean part of the family goods and chattels ride tho mule. His muleshlp, even under such circumstances, makes long journeys day after day, but ho does not do It enthusiastically. Muslo is an instinct with the children of Mexico. It isn’t the blaro of the new day. It’s tipi glad matins of the birds that waken the Mexican mites. If those Mexican babies bo half well born and half well housed, thsy pay tho birds for songs with so nap. This Is the custom: When day first Beaks Into the bedrooms •I a Mexican house—and she breaks in yery early, partly because Mexico is where Mexico Is, and partly because tho low houses have an abundance of windows—when, for these two reasons, tho sun does make so early an entrance, tho head of th« house gallantly welcomes it by leaping out of bed. If he Is very old or very feeble, he at least manages to lift himself from his pillow, and he begins to sing a song, a hymn of morning praise. If a priest be staying In the house, then that priest starts the vocal symphony, and the father, mother and all the people of the homestead down -to the least of tho servants take It up and join in tho song of simple welcome to tho morning, but sweetest of nil the voices heard is that of the Mexican baby.

Tlio poorer cuuuren oi muuiutaui iuuaIco Bpond a considerable part of thoir daya In tho market places—in the bazaars. They peddle tho little clay figures aud wax creatures that thoir deft fingers have shaped and tho sunshine in which they love to sit has baked, they hawk flowers and barter magnificent fruits for copper coins, they rush after you and catch you tar the skirt and hurl you back to their S rents' booths. As a rule, they know one iglish sentence, “Give mo a penny." A IJetter by'Queen Victoria. -■ It was picked up in one of the apartnests of Kensington palace by Ann Jones, a servant in tho establishment of the Dncbesa of Kent, the queen's mother. It was given by Ann Jones to her father, who in turn gave it to his master, a dls-

WRITTEN WHEN NINE TEARS OLD. tlnguished antiquary, and on the death of the latter it came into the hands of another English gentleman, its present owner. The queen, who is now nearly 76 years dd, was only 9 years old when this letter was written. Her grandmother was 71. It Is doubtful if all the young folks who read this column could write as well at 9 years of age. You will notice that there la one mistake in spelling—besides “affectionate, ” which is just a little shaky—the little princess having come to grief over “your,” and that, too, after she had safely got over “congratulate. ” Molly and the Basket. i Bald Molly: ‘ ‘l’ve made up my mind, j And when my nice eggs 1 have sold I I’ll buy our woe Jacky some socks, some Books* To wear when be cries with the cold. Said the basket: “I’m really inclined To tip the eggs on to the ground. She carries me such a queer way, queer way, My head and my handle go round; My head and my handle go round. Bald the eggs to each other: “Oh, dear] We’ro slipping and sliding away. If Molly keeps thinking like this, like this, We’ll not get to market today; We’U not get to market today* Chamberlain's : — a * 3 aim 'Prevent Sloh Headache

THOSE DIAMONDS. *lr». lambkin Didn’t Count on Snell Bad lurk. .... delighted to , . .. v.;jini she called. In- . : , r «>f the fiict herself. - i . 1,.i ;'i :;■ i-'A vnu VTOW , rr! /-ottv' no •"fit expected, ” she re- ■ , -a « > Lite.” ! tO CUIIIO. YOU ~, c-.lmneo before I go, p 1,; .; .;,i, is so tar away that lin ay , a.-id; in Chicago for untold ages.” ■ !. ii I'd, von poor exile. But novlt mind. Your husband may make enough money to enable you to live in Chicago pome dnv " .V ' t.Ol'ld not ~. . . willC—- . , ciilitonteii * '. n , b-d any Where W- . Ah..; us. You Lave no idea how happy wo are.” “Indeed I always quite liked him m the ~ . ' ■ ; pi-nt ..lost of his time at Dt -‘ Yes, I remember. It was immediately across from my homo. He could keep watch on all my movements from you? windows.” “Very likely. I remember that you were generally at one of the front windows. Do you tind this a pleasant neighborhood?” “Quito so I’m always afraid of burglars, and now 1 shall be more so than ever,” “1 should bo awfully afraid myself. But, then, I received such handsome wedding presents”— “Speaking of presents,” interrupted Mrs. Lambkin as she drew out a case and opened it, “today is my birthday, and sea what a lovely gift my husband brought 016." . „TT 1 “Dlamondsl” gasped Mane. How lovely! But—but aren’t you afraid ho will ruin himself giving you such expensive things? I shouldn’t think of allowing my husband to do it.” ! “But, then, dear Alexius is such a. good business man. He can quite afford it.’ “Who would have thought it in the days when ho used to come to see”— “I was surprised when he gave it to me. < I hadn't the least idea—why, here comes Alexius himself. Whatever has brought him home so early today? Just give me that case, will you, dear? He—he always hates display. ” “Oh, bother! What if ho does? I haven’t half looked at it. Do you quite like the setting? Why, Mr. Lambkin, how do you do? lam just admiring dear En- ! doro’s lovely diamonds.” I “Endora Lambkin, wherever did you got those things?” queried her husband, ! oblivious of the signs she was making to him. And just then the door opened once more, and the head of tho hired girl appeared. “If you please, Mrs. Lambkin, she remarked, “tho young man fronrStone& Silver’s is here to ask about them there , diamonds they sent on approval.” ! In tho slight pause which followed dear : Mario arose, smiling, andjsaid that _ she really must go. ‘ ‘ - A Puzzling Question. “Yonder she comes,” said a tall, lank man who was sitting on a trunk near the railroad station. ... , i q “Yonder who comes?” asked a fat, heavy man who sat near him. “The train," replied the lank man. “Why do you say,"“Yonder shecomes?’ " asked tho fat man. “Well, that’s the customary way of speaking of a train, isn’t it? And custom is what fixes things. _ Everybody says, ‘Yonder she comes,’ in speaking of a train’s approach.” “Well, I insist you should have said, ‘Yonder ho comes.’ ” “Oh, pshaw 1 Nobody ever says‘he’ in speaking of a train,” returned the lean man. 1 “Well, I’ll agree to leave it to tho sta- ! tion agent and see if it wouldn’t have been better for you to have said, ‘Yonder ho i comes,’ ” added the fat man. I Both agreed to it, and when they had found the agent tho fat man asked: “What is the train just coming into the station?” “It’s a mail train,” ho answered. Then the lean man went out and bought » good cigar for the fat man. An Incentive.

"And I only married to reform you I” “Yosh, but of oursh a man drinksh more if ho marries such a fool as that.”And There Are None There? In the large display window of one of tho loading drug stores of Alexandria, Va., Is displayed a large sign covering one end of tho window, with the inscription, "A few good substantial loafers wanted to stand in front of this window." '~ J —* A Free Booter. She (haughtily)—Did I hear you call my father a pirate? He (rubbing his coattail)—! merely paid thgt he was a free booter. “—*■ Tying Her Shoe. She stood by a door that was festooned with flowers, While the sound of the waits floated lastly through, And young bloods of fashion and maids with fat dowers Stood watching us while I was tying he? shoe. She wore a red stocking, soft, delicate silk, Her ankle Just turned to perfection—yes, two, And the edge of her petticoat, whiter than milk, I saw, and I trembled—when tying her shoe. Ah, me, for the daya of young love and young life, For tho days when my cares were both trifling and few! Just seven long years I’ve been calling her "wife," And now think it a bore-when I’m tying her shoe. Chamberlain's WnntybkU PREVKNT BEIoOHINwi