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MRS.
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CHAPTER II. (Continued.)
. "Very well, then. I went over to lunch
with Hastings, as you know, and after
lunch we had a game of billiards, and
then went into the stables to look at the
horses. And such horses, too! Well, af-
ter we had left the stable and cnatted a
bit, he ordered the chestnuts round, and
we started to come over here. IIow those
horses did fret, and prance, and rear!
But he took it as coolly as possible, and
soothed and quieted them, until they went
off like lambs. They continued very quiet
for about a mile, when we came to a gate
where a girl was standing, and then they
shied and reared again, until I thought
they would have upset us in the ditch.
But Hastings was not a bit disconcerted;
lie held the reins with one hand, and with
the other took off his hat to the girl as
if she had been an empress. She was so
.graceful, and had such lovely eyes! I
was anxious to know who she could be,
'and asked him. G.i"- Flo, who it was."
"How should I know?" answered his
sister, pettishly. "How provoking you
.are!"
"Well, then, it was our cousin, Miss
Eyre; and 1 can tell you she is nothing
to be ashamed of, either. I could see
how much he admired her, and was Just
going to tell him of our connection with
her when the chestnuts bolted, and, by
the time he got them in hand again, it
had gone out of my mind. However, the
information will keep till another time."
"Reginald," cried 'his sister, white to
the lips with rage, "you will not dare to
(tell him that' low-born girl is related to
? you will not dare?"
"Reginald knows better than to do any
thing so foolish," interrupted Mrs. Cham
pion. "But in case you should be tempt
ed to do so," she added, turning to her
son, "remember that not a tithe of that
.five hundred pounds I promised you for
jour lust season's debts shall pass into
.your hands."
"Oh! very well, that's enough," re.
fiponded Reginald, sulkily. "But I can
tell you one thing, Flo I believe he's tre
mendously cut with that girl, and that
Jie s gone off after her now."
And having uttered this remark with
-the amiable intention ef annoying his sis
ter, he proceeded to quit the room.
"I think Reginald gets more unbeara
ble every day," exclaimed Flora, an
grily.
"Twenty-one is not generally a very
agreeable age in a young man," remarked
her mother.
, And so the fates conspired to keep a
secret from Errol Hastings, which, as it
turned out, was very important he should
know. v
He called at Hurst Manor the day af
ter Reginald lunched with him, and ac
cepted Mrs. Champion's invitation to stay
eucl dine.
"Mrs. Champion," he said, as they sat
together In the drawing room, "I am go
lug to beg a favor Of you and Miss Chain-
;pion."
"I am sure we shall be but too happy
to grant it, if it is in our power," she re
turned, smiling. .
"I think of giving a ball at the Court,"
Mr. Hastings continued, "and before I
Issue my invitations I want to secure the
promise of your presence - and co-operation."
"A ball at the Court; that will be
charming!" exclaimed Miss Champion,
with unusual animation. "Bachelors al
ways give such charming parties; besides,
which, it will gratify my long-felt desire
to go over your house."
"If you really have any curiosity to see
my domain, I trust you will not wait for
the ball. Wliy not ride over this after
aioon before dinner? Your brother, I have
:no doubt, will accompany us."
MIbs Champion looked at her mother in
a dutiful Interrogative manner, and Mrs.
Champion replied immediately:
"Certainly, my love, If you persuade
Iteginald. You look a little pale a ride
-will do all the gaod in the world."
Reginald being agreeable, the horses
-were ordered round, and Miss Champion
left the room to equip.
"Apropos of the ball," said Errol, ' "I
am expecting an Influx of visitors to the
Court, and I shall beg of your charity
to come and help me to entertain them.
Sir Clayton and Lady Grace Farquhar
are coming for a fortnight, until their
place at Endon Vale Is ready, and she
has promised to play hostess for the oc
casion. Lady St. Ego and her daughters
will come up from Hertfordshire. Mr.
and Mrs. Rivers, Lady Marion Alton and
her niece, and several bachelor friends,
so I shall need some assistance In my
novel part of host."
, "When is the ball to take place?" ln
. -quired Mrs. Champion. '
"I hardly think I am justified in digni
fying my gathering by the name of a
tall; but I mean to invite every one round
for twelve miles; and as this is such a
veiy quiei uuie ui me year, i uo not ap
prehend many disappointments. Indeed,
I only intend giving ten days' notice."
"That will be quite enough," Mrs
Champion agreed; "no one thinks ef giv
ing parties in the country at this time
of year, and a ball will be quite a boon
to the young people. . I prophesy your
entertainment will be a great success."
"I hope so," said Mr. Hastings. "I as
sure you I shall spare no pains to make
everything go off well." '
Flora came in at this juncture, looking
very handsome in her perfectly fitting
La bit, and they all walked out of the
window to the horses, which were waft
ing at the door. He placed her In tie
addle, Tnounted himself, and bidding an
revoir to Mrs. Champion, they started
for their ride.
Reginald usurped the greater part of
the conversation on the way, much to
bis sister's annoyance, but she had no
Intention of betraying any Ill-humor be
fore Mr. Hastings. When they arrived
at Hazell Court they dismounted, sent
the horses to the stables, and proceeded
to explore the house. Miss Champion not
Aly xreased herself, but was in real-
I -
FARMER'S I
DAUGHTER.
By
FORRESTER.
Ity, delighted with everything she saw.
Flora was rather silent as she- rode
home. She was thinking how pleasant
it would be to be the wife of a man like
Errol Hastings, and the mistress of a
place like Hazell Court. ,He was speak
ing to her in low, earnest tones; and
as he passed the Farm did not turn to
look for Winifred. And Winifred, sitting
under her favorite clump of beeches,
book in hand, looked with wistful eyea
after them; and when he had passed out
of sight, without once turning to look
for her, she hid her face in her hands
and cried bitterly.
CHAPTER III
Poor Winifred! it was only the day
before that Errol Hastings had sat with
her under those very beeches, and talked
to her in the low, fascinating tones pe
culiar to him when addressing women.
And she had fancied she read love in his
deep blue eyes. They bnd met more than
once since the adventure In the wood,
and he had always stopped to speak to
her. And the previous day, as she had
been sitting reading in the garden, she
had heard the prancing hoofs, and, look
ing up, had seen him pull up his fiery
chestnuts, which had frightened her so
an hour before in the lane, and, throwing
the reins to the groom, jump down and
enter the little gate.
Winifred's heart beat fast as she saw
Mr. Hastings coming up the garden to
ward her.
"I have come to call on Mr. Eyre Is
he at home?" Errol asked.
"No," replied Winifred; "he has been
out since two o clock, ond I do not ex
pect him until the evening."
"I am sorry," Errol had answered, look
ing in her face, as he always did now;
"but if you will allow me to make his
absence to-day an excuse for calling
again, I shall not regret it too much."
"Cnn I so y anything to him for you?'
asked Winifred.
"I am afraid not," Mr. Hastings said,
smiling; "it is on a question of a new
method of farming, which I fear is too
abstruse for me to discuss with you. But
I am Interrupting your reading Is your
book- very engrossing?"
And as he Bpoke he glanced at the
cover of the book and observed with
some surprise that it was on old French
romance.
"Will you let me send yon some books
to read?" Errol asked, gently. "I make
a point of collecting all the best works,
both foreign and English, and it would
be such a pleasure to me to think some
one besides myself would take an in
terest in reading them."
"Oh, how kind you are!" exclaimed
Winifred, eagerly, blushing with delight
"it would be such a treat to have some
thing new to read." '
"What shall it be?" asked Mr. Hast
ings "history, novels,-poetry, or theol
ogy? When you read Tennyson, look for
my favorite poem, 'Oenone;' nm sure
you will agree with mo in admiring that
Do you sometimes indulge in romance,
Miss Eyre?"
"Sometimes," laughed Winifred. "Do
yon?"
"Yes," said Errol. "I must plead guil
ty, although I am long past the age when
that youthful foible is permissible. But
when I am alone I like to sit and look
at a beautiful landscape, uutll my very
power of vision Is absorbed in thought
and I like to go back centuries, and live
in the past ages, that from their wide
distance from us seem golden. Do you
ever fancy you would like to have been
one of the celebrities of the olden times?
I should like to have been Alexander, and
conquered the world; or a Leonldas, dy
ing gloriously in bottle; an undaunted
hero, like Alctbiades; an emperor, like
Caesar; a Mark Antony, beloved by
Cleopatra; or a Lanncelot, If you might
have been liulnevere.
His voice had dropped while he was
speaking, and as be uttered the last sen
tence in a low thrilling whisper, his
eyes sought hers with a passionate ex
pression of admiration.
Winifred colored deeply, md the tone
of her voice was haughty as she made
answer, looking far away into the woods
"I would not have been Guinevere to
the noblest Launcelot who ever breathed,
Had I been chosen by such a godlike
knight as King Arthur, I think I could
have appreciated him too well to requite
his love with falseness."
"I beg your pardon, I ought to hove
remembered; but for the moment I did
not think of her falseness, I only recol
lected that she was beautiful and charm
ing."
Errol had never once taken his eyes off
Winifred s face while he had been speak
ing. And as he watched her, he thought
that of ail the women he had ever known,
none had such a sweet grace of womanli
ness aa this one. He -rose suddenly to
flee the temptation.
"Pardon my Intrusion, Miss Eyre; I
have detained you already too long."
And Errol Hastings held out his hand
to her.i She put her own timidly into it,
and he clasped It for a moment with
a strong, passionate clasp, looking into
her eyes the while with look that
brought the blood rushing to her face.
Then be turned slowly, and went back
fo his phaeton, her eyes looking dreamily
into the distance. Her reverie was di
verted by seeing a young farmer, Mr.
Tom Fenner, sauntering leisurely down
the road, hitting off the tops of the grass
viciously with his stick. She had seen
him pass before, when she was talking
with Mr. Hastings, and his presence an
noyed her. He came deliberately in at
the garden gate, and walked up to where
she sat.
"Good afternoon. Miss Eyre," he said,
putting out his great coarse hand to her!
"I suppose I may come in now you are
disengaged?"
Winifred was compelled to give him her
hand, sorely as it chafed her that his
coarse, heavy touch should brush off the
tender clasp of Mr. Hastings' lithe fingers.
rtaln!y yon may come in, an a-
awered, coldly; "you might have done ao
when yon pleased before. I was not par
ticularly engaged."
"Oh! you did see me, then? 1 thought
you were too muck occupied with your
fine new friend to look at me-.'"
Winifred was beginning to get angry;
this man had never presumed to use such
a tone to her before.
Do you want to see my father? she
asked abruptly.
"No, I don't; I left him not an hour
ago in the turnip field I want to nee
you." ,
"Oh, very well," remarked Winifred;
but please let me know at once what
you want of me, it is time- to go in and
see about the tea." -
Oh, you weren't In such a hurry just
now, when you had that puppy of a
Hastings here," sold Mr. Fenner, wrath
fully. Winifred rose like a young Juno, with
such an imperial air of amazed indigna
tion that her companion quailed.
'Mr. Fenner." she said "have you
any idea of what you are talking about?"
"Look here, Miss Winifred! uttered
Fenner, with great earnestness "it's no
use your pretending not to understand
me, because you can't have mistaken my
meaning this last month. I've loved you
for this year back. And so to-day, In the
turnip field, I spoke to Mr. Eyre, and
he said he had no objection, provided you
liked me, and I said I wasn't afraid of
that, for you bad always been so kind
in your ways to me, which you wouldn't
have been if you hadn't meant as I did."
'How dare you say I know what you
meant or gave you encouragement!" she
exclaimed, passionately.
Because you did!" he returned, with
temper. "If you didh t mean anything
by your smiles, and tricks, and ways,
you must be as false as fair."
"Enough of this!" cried Winifred, impe
riously, "understand, once for all, that I
never had and never shall have, the re
motest feeling of love for you; and if you
wish me to entertain the slightest regard
for you, you will never again adopt such
a tone to nie as you have done to-day.
"So," he said, in an insolent tone, "you
could be all very well to Tom Fenner, the
farmer, until your fine new lover came
along; but you must turn bigh and mighty
directly you've been seen with a London
swell. But I can tell you one thing,
Miss Winifred," he added, with an in
sulting air that was Indescribable, "Hast
ings of Hazel Court 'don't mate with
farmers' daughters."
"You Insolent, mean-spirited coward'.'
she cried, stamping her foot; "leave this
place immediately, and never presume to
enter it again!" and she turned into the
house and shut the door. Then she ran
up to her room and, throwing herself on
her knees By her bedside, she sobbed and
cried passionately.
At last she rose and went to her piano,
She sat there until it grew quite dark,
singing low, sweet songs to herself, un
til at last the cloud won chased away
from her face, and bright thoughts be
gan to bring smiles in place of tears.
"He must cara a little for me," she
thought, "or he would (not have hold my
hand so long, and looked into niy face
as he did.
Her thoughts were suddenly interrupt
ed by a ring at the bell, tied she rtuused
in her playing. . '
"Some books for Miss Eyre, with Mr.
Hastings' compliments," said a man's
voice, to the servant who answered the
door.
When it was closed again she jumped
up and called:
"Elizabeth!" .. ; '
"Yes, miss." 1 v . ..-
. "Give them to me, and bring the lamp,
please."
And she began with eager delight to
examine the handsomely bound volumes.
It was a happy evening; her new occu
pation chased all Unpleasant memories
away, and when she went to bed she had
even forgotten-the existence of Mr. Fen
ner. But the next day poor Winifred wos
plunged into the depths of sadness again,
for Mr. Hastings passed, bending o-cr his
saddle to talk to her stately cousin, and
had never once turned to look for her.
Yo be continued.)
THE PASSPORT IN RUSSIA.
Yon Cannot Mots Abont tha Conntr
Without the Document.
The train slows down as It crosses
tbe frontier, and creeps gently up to
the platform of the first station on Rus
sian soil. Furtively peeping out of
the window, you behold a number of
stalwart men uniformed In the Russian
style, and wearing the peculiarly Rus
sian top boots. The polite conductor
comes to the compartment and bids you
get the passport ready. After a few
minutes of waiting, during which anx
i'sty Is not diminished, an officer In
smart gray-blue uniform comes along,
attended by a soldier with a wallet He
demands the precious document, and,
noting Its foreign origin, casts upon Its
possessor a keen, 'searching glance.
Then he looks for the all-important visa
or Indorsement of the Russian official
In the country of Issue; and on finding
It he passes coldly on without a word.
All this Is very formal and Impressive;
you feel as a prisoner feels when the
chain of evidence is tightening around
him; your thoughts wander back to the
past, and you wonder whether any In
discretion of your insignificant youth
may not now be brought up In testi
mony against you. -
The utmost care Is taken In the study
and registration of these documents;
every Russian must have his passport;
every foreigner entering or leaving the
country must have it, too. Whether na
tive or alien, you cannot move about
the country without the document;
when you arrive in a town it must be
submitted to the local police; whe? you
leave that town the police must indorse
the passport with their sanction to the
Journey. The system gives the authori
ties the firmest hold over the people;
and wise Is the stranger who complies
carefully with every part of the formal
ity. Chambers' Journal.
St Vincent's hospital of New York
City has an electrical ambulance. It
can travel at the rate of ten miles an
hour, and cost over $2,000. It does not
differ materially from the ordinary
horse-drawn ambulance.
OPINIONS OF GREAT
Magnitude of Panama Canal.
I" HE pt-actical phases' of the work of constructing the
Panama Canal are Impressive In magnitude. Wben
operations are fairly under way, from 20J0OO to 40,000
, laborers will be employed. Under the law the Gov
ernment, or the contractors, can draw
part of the earth, but It Is expected
and American negroes will be brought in at the outse', If
they cannot be secured In sufficient numbers Japanese, or
even Chinese, labor may be used. The ordinary laborer's
wages will not be over 50 cents a day.
employed, accommodations for their families must be pro
vided, as It Is established by experience
will noj go fat from home without their
The task of maintaining a high grade of sanitation among
such people In a tropical climate will prove difficult, but It
must be successfully performed If epidemics are to be kept
away from the isthmus. A small army of physicians, me
chanics, machinists, electricians, engineers, both stationary
and locomotive, firemen, masons, foremen, bosses. Inspect
ors and (o on will be required, and these positions will go
almost exclusively to white men from
feeding of the whole force will require
equal to that of a large army In the field, and the bulk of
the food supplies will go from the United States to tbe
Isthmus, as will Indeed a large amount
ment and lumber. For the transportation of all this mate
rial to the isthmus the Government will have a steamship
line between New York and Colon, which
with the other property of the French company, and the
Panama railroad, while, of course, New Orleans will be
come a great feeder through Its private steamship com
panies. In effect, the United States Government will super
intend an enterprise equivalent to maintaining an army
In active operations In a foreign country;
ernment a direct worn would De greatly
should make a contract with a syndicate or private con
struction company to do the Job. Springfield Republican.
Why Be Good?
T1 HE announcement to the effect
I the county jail are to be provided
I physical culture brings the reader
1 dox of modern civilization by which
exemplary character gets fewer advantages and opportuni
ties than the young man who perseveres
law.
Take twq boys In an urban tenement district as Illus
trations. One boy Is good. He attends school reguarly. He
Is In a room In whdeh there are twice as many boys as
there ought to be and In which tbe courses of instruction
may have practically nothing to do with
to which he is destined. After a few years of perfunctory
study he reaches his Industrial majority 14 and he begins
to work. He has learned no trade. His "general culture"
Is not exactly efflorescent His chances
thing better than au unskilled employe
IIow much better would it have been for him if he had
been bad! First, be would have been sent to a school for
truants, j There he would have got much better food than
at homeland, in general, much better
Also, be would have had Instruction
to his wants, because he would have
amount of manual training.
After he was released from the school for truants, If he
only had sense enough to keep on being bad,' he would
escape going to work and he would be sentenced to a
school for delinquents where his education would be con
tinned. More games! More discipline! More manual train
lng! All supervised by experts In the
and criminology.
Having become too old for the school for delinquents,
our boy now proceeds to a reformatory. ' The good boy,
whom we took leave of some time
The Fountain Pen:
It Taught a Lesson.
"When you get to be my age, Davis,
you'll prefer' to use your head more
and your legs less," said tbe cashier,
dryly, as he slipped Into his pocket the
fountain pen which the young clerk
bad just banded him: "If you had
thought at ull, you would have known
that I couldn't need this pen till to
morrow, and you would have saved
yourself the four blocks "
"I didn't think it all," interrupted
tbe boy, with a show of Irritation.
"When I've said I'll do a thing, I've
done with thinking about it. I Just do
It."
"Then, Davis, you are a great moral
genius," retorted the other, with a
laugh. "I'll have to congratulate tbe
chief that we have secured your ser
vices." The boy felt that he was being ridi
culed, and his fresh young face red
dened more deeply. lie surveyed the
older man with open defiance.
"JiiBt to show you, sir, that I haven't
brought this pen buck to make a show
of being goody-goody and getting into
your favor, I'll get myself thoroughly
out of your favor and earn a discharge
by telling you what I think of your
manners!" he burst forth, hotly, and
bis blue eyes moistened with , anger.
"I think, slrthat they are"
lie wavered on the brink of an un
accustomed expletive.
"See here, Davis, I apologize," said
the cashier, In a friendly tone. "I bad
no business speaking as I did. Hold
on a ihlnute!" The young clerk had
laid bis hand on the door-knob. "I
nm really Interested, Davis, In your
views on borrowing . and returning,"
tbe cashier continued, In a light tone,
playing with some papers on his desk.
"I've been philosophizing about It my
self a little."
Tbe boy was plainly anxious to be
gone. Along with the other clerks of
the office, he held this sbarp-tongued,
smiling man In dislike.
'You walk back four blocks to fulfil
a promise to which no one was hold
ing you, and you have proved to me
that you d'dn't do It to forward your
self lu our good graces," said the
cashier.
"I most certainly did not!" retorted
the boy, still angry. "I don't think
PAPERS ON IMPORTANT SUBJECTS
piety In a printing establishment In which he Is trying ta
develop bis faculties by means of shoving several thousand
pamphlets a day through the throat of a stapler. Our bad.
boy, shrewdly sticking to his reformatory, gets lota ot
physical exercise, plenty of reading In the library, and a
final fitting for his trade In the elaborately fitted reform
atory tool shop. He steps out into the world at tha age of
20 a trained American workman, uninjured by excessive
this labor from any
that West Indian
toll as a boy, and
lu which skill means
In case negroes are
Ylclousness brings
that these laborers
wives and children.
A STRIKE has spectacular features. It la a declara
tion of war; and war always catches the public eyev.
But a settlement of a labor trouble, either before or
after a strike, Is a humdrum business affair which,
few outside of those immediately concerned can understand.
Tbe encouraging
promises by which
this country. The
centage of the labor
a commissariat
to the labor problem are evidently more amenable to reason,
than In the past and more ready to listen, to argument
Capital was never so willing to share earnings with labor
as now. Labor was never' so well paid. Its demands were
never listened to so patiently. Its outlook was never so
bright. Strikes will continue to occur, but the large per
centage of peaceful compromises shows . that a Just and.
equitable basis for tbe settlement of the labor problem Is
being gradually reached. Philadelphia Press.
of machinery, ce
will be acquired
The War on Consumption.
CONSUMPTION Is not only a curable and preventable
disease; but It Is a plague which can be wholly ex
tirpated by the universal exercise of simple precau
tions. There Is no need of It spreading from one
member of a family to the others; and there Is even less
need of it being permitted to descend from generation to
generation. A consumptive In a house. is not a center of
contagion, unless by culpable neglect tbe rest of the house
hold make htm so. There Is only one way of communi
cating the disease and that Is by permitting the sputum to
dry and be carried Into tbe air again; and it Is the simplest
thing In the world to absolutely prevent this from occurring.
The fact that consumptive sanitariums are about the
safest places for people . with weak lungs to live demon
strates this theory. Some statistics were published a few
years' ago going to prove that certain Swiss towns, In which,
large consumptive hospitals had been established, showed,
an actual reduction lu the percentage of tuberculosis caaea
among their people after the opening of these hospitals
which collected sufferers from all over Europe. If con
sumptives, when looked after In the cleanly manner ad
vised by modern science, still spread the disease, these
towns should have shown a marked Increase. As It was.
tbe example set by these Institutions really brought about
a decrease. Montreal Star. J
although the Gov
minimized ir it
that the Inmates of
with facilities for
again to that para-
a young man of
in a disregard for
the Industrial life
of becoming any
are slight
physical conditions,
much more adapted
been given a large
'
sciences of pedagogy
ago, Is expiating his
my moral principles concern you, sir,
until they become a matter of dollars
and cents to you. If 1 were In your
position, with a chance to embezzle
funds "
The cashier's bands dropped upon
the desk, slid off loosely by tbe weight
of his dragging arms, and fell limply
to his side. . w
"any views on borrowing and lend
ing would concern the firm," continued
the boy. "As it Is, you need not In
quire into my motives "
"Oh, come, Davis, don't be ao seri
ous!" urged the cashier, In a kindly
tone. A slight glow had conje Into his
face. "Tell me what makes you so
particular. It's just habit Isn't It?
You've been brought up to be nicely
scrupulous?"
"It's Just my dislike for making ex
cuses, I think," answered Davis, slow
ly. "I'd always rather walk four
blocks than have to excuse myself to
any one for something I've done or
haven't done."
"Well, I can understand that, Davis,"
said the cashier. "That sort of thing
is disagreeable, very. Now if you hnd
borrowed this pen from my desk with
out my knowing anything about .It,
and had returned It the same way,
there wouldn't have been that disagree
able explanation to go through."
"I don't see the gain," said the boy,
with a look of disgust on bis face.
"Then you'd have, the most disagree
able thing of all to do you'd have to
make excuses to yourself. There's
never any end to that sort of thing."
With that he went out of tbe room.
"Hello, Davis!"- called the Cashier
after him, and when the boy stuck bis
head In at tbe door, "I meant to thank
you."
"You didn't seem particularly oblig
ed, air," retorted the boy, with a good
natured laugh, for a softened look In
tbe cashier's face bad quite appeased
him. '
vlndeed, I am obliged to you!" said
tbe other, with a sort of fervor. Tbe
boy did not remark his tone. He had
already closed tbe office door.
The cashier transferred several pack
ages from bis Inner pocket to tbe cash
drawer, bumming a little tune.
Youth's Companion.
Tbe larger the town, the older the
women are before they quit dancing.
Tell us of a town In which the women
quit at 40, and we can tell you how
largo tbe town Is.
I
prepared to use hla skill In some trade
large wages.
Its own reward. Chicago Tribune.
Strikes and Settlements.
fact In tbe situation Is that the com
strikes are averted are In a larger per
troubles than ever before. Both sides
Cheerfulness Brings Happiness. ,
TO be cheerful when the' world Is going well with you
is no great virtue. The thing Is to be cheerful under
disadvantageous circumstances. If one has lost mon
ey, If business prospects fall, If enemies appear tri
umphant. If there Is sickness of Belt or.those dear to one,
then Is it, indeed, a virtue to be cheerful. When poverty
pinches day after day, month after month or through the
years as they pass, and one has ever to deny self of every
little longed-for luxury, and the puzzle of bow to make one
dollar do the work of two has to be solved, then the man
who can still be cheerful Is a hero. He is a greater hero,
than the soldier who faces, the cannon's mouth. Such cheer
fulness Is the kind that we need to. cultivate, Milwaukee
Journal. - . , ,
8TAR OF BETHLEHEM.
Another Effort Made to Explain As
tronomical Phenomenon.
A fresh attempt baa been made te
explain the Impressive astronquilcaL
phenomenon which, according to the
Scriptures, accompanied tbe birth of
the founder of the Christian religion,
saya the New York Tribune. Inasmuch
as It was of short duration and excep
tional brilliancy, It has often been sug
gested that It was a temporary star,
like that which blazed out suddenly Id
the constellation of Perseus over two
years ago. Indeed, a belief for which
there never was any substantial foun
dation was once entertained that the
Star i of Bethlehem may have been
identified with the star which Tycho
observed In 1572.
To accept this latter theory It was
necessary to assume that tile object In
question was In the bablt of reappear
ing regularly at Intervals of about 314,
years. A few credulous people actual
ly looked for Its reappearance In 1880.
although no reputable astronomer en
couraged the expectation. It did not
come, and nobody now takes any stock
In the Idea of Identity with Tycho'a
star.
The latest suggestion, offered by
Davies Forbes, an Englishman, Is that
the Star of Bethlehem was not only a
comet, but was the same one which,
bears Halley's name. This comet has
had a peculiar interest for astrono
mers, because It Is the first whose re
turn was ever predicted. After Its
visit to the vicinity of the sun from
outer spnee In 1802, Halley found rec
ords of tbe paths followed by similar
bodies in 1007 and 1531. These con
formed so closely to the orbit just
computed that he felt Justified In de
claring that the dates represented
three separate appearances of one com
et, and that a fourth might be confi
dently expected In 1833.
Though Halley did not live to see It.
the comet came back exactly on time,
and appeared in precisely the right
place. If nothing happens to It there
fore, It ought to be observed once more
In 1911, or eight years hence. Mr.
Forbes tries also to Identify Halley's
comet with one mentioned by Joscphus
as appearing at the time of tbe de
struction of Jerusalem, 75 A. D., and
another which he says signalized Pom
peyS defeat of MIthrldates nearly 10fl,
yean before. .
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