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And we turo rum the alleut uu'l
With a heavy and aching hml
To wait again ber aad aweet cull,
THE WIDOW ARMSBY.
I was smoking my third Havana, and
meditating upon a variety of things
; among others, the rise in Erie stock, the
inscrutable fate that had loft me a bach
elor bo many years, the depth of feminine
depravity that made my Sinter Lanra
drag me to Newport every season, when
I might go to W and luxuriute in
trout-fliibing and shirt-sleeves when the
postman brought my mail. Thcro was a
letter from Laura. I read all the others
first. Not but that I think a great deal
of Lanra, bnt sho is addicted to the cus
tomary feminine failings, exaggeration
and prolixity, which make her letters
rather exasperating to a man of my tem
perament, who invariably calls a spade a
spade, and says what ho has to say in
the smallest possible space.
Whon I wad finished reading the
others I could scarcely summon courage
to open Laura's I know so woll sho was
laying some now snare for my unwary
feet. Doubtloss Newport and her dear
friond. Miss Angolinuo DoFlummerio
were not enough for this season. Ktill
fate is sometimes kinder than our
doserts; there was a bare possibility that
she might let mo off for tins summer
Emboldened by that thought I opened
it and read:
"Dear Jack It is just tho most for-
tuuuto thing imaginable that you aro
coming down next Tuesday, for my dear
friend and schoolmate, Marion Eurl, of
whom yon have often heard me speak, is
coming, too, and alone, and win bo do-
lighted to have you for un escort. Hlio
is visiting in Albany, but will be in the
ladies' room at the station, at 10
o'clock. Tuesday morning. I send
iihotograph, so you may bo suro to know
ler. Dou't forget that she is Mrs.
Armsby now; sho married Joe Armsby
turofl years ago, and ho only lived a lew
months after, yon know. (Yos, I did
know Joe Armsby--a reckless, dissipated
fool, what could a girl bo who married
him Y) I know yon will bo delighted to
, make yourself agrocuhJo to dear JMunon,
and you can't help being charmed with
her she is so fasoinuting and brilliant."
Fascinating and brilliant! If thero is
anything in tho world that I hato it is a
woman who is called brilliant and fasci
nating. I groanod in agony of spirit.
Itut thoro was nothing fur it but to hunt
up ' dear Marion, sco to all her trunks,
satchels, umbrellas and poodles Laura's
dear friends always traveled with poodles
too that suo had a comfortable seat,
and was neither too cold nor too warm,
had plenty of books and bananas, and
tho worst of all. beguile lier souj with
small talk incessantly your brilliant
and fascinating woman always wants to
talk!
Now perhaps you may think, especially
if you are a suo, that I was a cynical old
bachelor. 1 was nothing of the sort.
The trouble was that I hud an ideal of
womanhood, and my sister's dear friends
didn t eomo up to it. They were all
women of tho period. Abomiuablo ex
pression, but mnro abominuble things--at
least, I usod to think ho. My ideal
was a dovo-eyod, soft-voicod, little
woman, with soft light hair, not crimped
or frizzed, or any of those abominations,
but eombod "Madonna-wiso," and en
tirely superior to tho dictates of fashion
in her dross. She wore plain, graceful,
flowing robes, and artistic combinations
of color, but flounces, overhkirts and
furbelows never!
Lanra was nccuHtouied to ask me, sar
castically, if I ever expected to find this
iiaragon of perfection, and if I did, "Did
expect to appear in public with her?"
1 van hardly say that I did ever expect
to find her, and therefore I expected to
livo till tho end of my days a lonely, for
lorn, melancholy old bachelor. Still, I
am only thirty-throe, and had not quite,
given up the search, But amonu Laura's
friends I should nevor find her, that was
eertuin. And this one was a w idow
worse and worse! Hut there there was no
noed for me to "iK-varo of vidders." I
had, naturally, a perfect horror of them;
not all tho widows in tho universe could
beguile mo.
The Widow Armsby's photograph hud
dropped to tho floor. It occurred to mo
then to soo how she looked a rather
necessary proceeding, you will allow, if
I was to recognize lier m a crowded wuit-ing-room
by that means. There was
nothing particular about tho face. It
was well shaped, and hud a pleasant ex
pression; theoyes und hair I judged wcro
dark; tho hair was gotten up in the latent
stylo, of course, crimped and frizzed and
pulled and braided and curled until tho
head looked like tho tower of Bubol.
I Razed at the picture till I thought I
should know the Widow Armsby if I saw
her, and then put it in my pocket, where
I should have it to look at Tuesday morn
ing if I should get puzzled.
I did get very much puzzled on Tues
day morning. The waiting-room was
pretty woll tilled, but tlioiik'li I had
thought the face such an ordinary ono
there was not a ladv who at all resembled
tho picture I took the photograph out
of my pocket aud studied it furtively,
until a pair of school-girls caught me at
it, and iK'gan to giggle, aftr tho manner
of the sjHH'ies, thinking, no doubt, it was
affection which rivetUtd my eyes npon
the Widow Armsby ' features they were
never more mistaken I I walked around
the room, and looked inquiringly at
every woman who might possibly be sup
posed to be the Willow Arinfby. Not
one of them looked at all the responsive
My photograph had been forwadod to
the Widow Aruuby, and as it was a strik
ing likeness glawtos and all aha must
have recognized me if she was there. I
made a frantic leap on board the last
car just aa it was slipping out of the de
pot. I must be on duty at Newport,
widow or no wiJow.
My spirits rose. I had done my duty.
and yet I was not burdened with the
inor directly oyer the seat in front of me.
"A" stood for Armsby; that was what at
tracted my attention. I looked at its
owner, she waa a "girl of the period
there was no question about that. Hhe
had on what is callod a "stylish" travel
ing dress, a mass of crinkled hair drawn
down over nor forehead, a little hat with
a bird a wing set jauntily on top of coal
black braids and puffs. Her profllo was
turned toward me, and I could see that
she had a straight little nose and long
lushes. I scrutinized her face because
thought sho might be tho Widow Arm
strong, and had not liked the looks of
my photograph sufficiently well to wait
for mo
Hhe turned and looked at me, aa was
quite natural. But then having looked
once, she turned and looked again
would not have you suppose that was an
unusual occurrence. I am considered to
be a particularly good looking man, and
young ladies often look at me twice; but
I fancied I saw in her eyes a sort of
recognition bright black eyes they
wero, with a suuey, makefun-of-evfiry-thing
sort of expression to them not my
dove-eyed ideal by any means! But it
might be Mrs. Armsby; the features were
certainly not unlike hers; she might per
haps make an ordinary looking picture.
though those eyes were by no meunsordi
narvl
But I couldn't quite make up my mind
to spoak to her, on tho strength of an A
on her traveling bag, and a resemblance
that might lie purely imaginary. Be
sides if sho were the widow Armsby she
bad givon mo the slip, and 1 wasn
obligod to devote myself to her. But
did wish sho would tnrn aronnd once
more. Klio didn't, however. She stuck
her ticket in hor hat band oh, those
ggirl of the ponod ' ways! My ideal
could never be capablo of sticking her
ticket in her hat bund and dovoted lier
self to a paper covered novel
I read my newspaper; it was singularly
dull and uninteresting, and 1 iluvored it
occasionally by a glunce at a straight lit
tle noso and long lusnos. I wondered if
anybody beyond childhood ever had
such very long lushes before. I had
never thought of it beforo, but I added
thorn now to tho sweet and soraphic face
of my ideal.
Suddenly she laid down hor book and
took a letter from her pocket. I leanod
over and looked at tho superscription.
considered it justiflublo under tho cir
cumstitnces not because I admired her
eye-lushes, you understand, but bocauso
she might bo Mrs. Armsby, Suro
enough, the letter was directed to "Mrs.
M. Armsby." I roso impulsively.
I have the pleasure of speaking to
Mrs. Armsby, I beliovo? I I have your
photograph." (Those saucy black eyes
wero looking mercilessly straight at me,
and I blushed and stammered like a
schoolboy.) "I oxpectod to find you in
the waiting room. I I am very sorry
to have missed you.
"You aro Uncle John, then?" she said,
f rankl y, extending a daintly-gloved hand.
"Why why, yes; Brother Nod's chil
dren call me so sometimes! 1 stammered
Undo John Bounds vory old bachelor'
ish some way. I didn't fancy it at all.
"J am so glad to have met you! I dis
like, traveling alone so much! I unite
dreaded ilin tmirnev! When von didn't
come to the hotel, I thought something
must have prevented you from meeting
me. 1 didn t think of looking in the
waiting room.
At the hotel! Oh, that was so liko
Laura, thought I, with a smothered
groan. Sho hud not mentioned a hotel
to mo, and hore was this charming littlo
creature thinking 1 had neglected tier!
It was bud enough coining all the
way from Chicago alono," bIio warbled
on, in such a birdlike voice!
Once I might have called it rattling,
for sho did talk a great deal, but, ah!
not now. Wus it possible that I. a man
of thirty-three, with an ideal, was subju
gated by a pair of saucy black eyes, und
somo long lashes, belonging, too, to an
unmistakable "girl of tho period?" Alas!
I could not kill. Somo change had cer
tainly "como over tho spirit of my
I ream.
"I am bo impatient to soo tho dear
ehildron again! I think they are tho
cutest, cunningest little things! Flossy
is my especial favorite."
Now, as my niece, 1-lossy, had arrived
at the uiuturo age of live or six weeks, I
thought Mrs Armsby had rather struugo
taste. As I hail never the pleasuro of
meeting my youthful relative, and had,
indeed, Iwon apprised only tho day le-
oro that her namo was 1 lossy, 1 could
not bo expected to respond vory cordially
to tins sentiment.
I couldn't bo expected to, I say, but I
id! What sentiment wouldn't I have
responded to, backed by these eyes and
that bewitching smile.
"Iho loveliest of them all! And such
sweet numo!" murmured I like nn im
becile
"And Nollie isn't sho a darling!"
Who wus Nellie? Not one of Ned'
hildrcn. Possibly one of Ituru's
friends; I didu't remember all their
names. It wouldn't bo side for me to
,y Islie wus "a darling" upon uncer-
unities, but I think it safe to respond
ith some enthusiasm
"Sho's a Very nico girl."
"A nice girl?" And the saucy eyes
uncod. "Why, I mean the littlo Spite
dog!"
"Oh, yes; certainly! A very nice
dog," stammered I, iuwardly cursing my
stupidity in not remembering the
name of the wretched little U'ast under
my feet at Ned's.
Sho bilked about a good many other
Jieoplo w hose names 1 didn't remember,
low I wished I had taken more interest
interest in Itura's friends! If they had
only been more like her I should have
hud no occasion for that regret.
I took excellent care of her, she said,
with a bright little smile; and what a do
ligh fill thing it was to bike care of her!
After we got over talking'about our
mutual friends aud on to general sub
jects, I grew gradually more at ease; I
felt as if the hours were slipping by in a
delightful manner.
"We are almost there," sho said sud
denly. "No, NeHrt is a good many miles
away, yet," I aaid, almost wishing we
might never get there, to have an inter
ruption to this blissful dream.
Tbia waa very bewildering. I began
to perceive that there waa mistake
somewhere.
"I don't know Alice," I said. "I am
coin to Newport to meet my sister
tor, who is married and lives there; and
sho wrote to me that herhnsband's uncle
would come to the hotel for me. Aren't
you. nncle John?"
"I am Uncle John to my brother's
cuildron nut not to my sister a husband,
I am afraid. I said dolefully
The black eyes danced like will-o'-the
wisp
"It's too funny for anything!" she de
clared. "I thought that you were very
unlike Ella's description of Uncle John
ao much younger than I supposed he
was!
At this interesting moment the cars
stopped, and tho conductor shouted
"Oh, dear me! I musn't get loft!"
said my fair sompanion, in a flutter. "It
is such a funny thing altogether and I
am so much obliged to you
"Allow me to give you my card." stam
mered I, as I assisted her out, hardly
awake yet to the situation, "and to
hope "
And then I saw her gathered to the em
braces of half a dozen women and a
very black-whiskered young man, with a
llery pang of jealousy.
Slie was gone and I didn't even know
the namo of her brother in-law; knew
nothing about her, except that she was
the Widow Armsby! Did I even know
that ? Yes, I had seen tho name on her
lotU.r, and she had acknowledged it when
I spoke to her. But she couldn't bo
Lanra's Widow Armsby, therefore she
couldn't bo Joe Armsby's widow. Of
course not! She never could have mar-
riod an unprincipled scamp like hiin
I fell to wondering what her husband
was like; what her second husband would
be like. I wonld be the fortunate man
or perish in the attempt.
I reached Newport in a droam. I was
introduced to Widow Armsby, who had
changed her plans and got there beforo
me. still in a dream.
"Your very ideal ! whispered .Laura,
and I looked at her again
in Ai
rs. Bris-
the leaves of a
THE GOLDEN TALISMAN.
"I cannot recommend yon, believing
you to be a thief, but I will be bo mer
ciful that I will let you depart. Go at
once."
The voice and face w'aa stern and un
yielding.
Geoffrey Baird knew that at the piteous
appeals he had made, the assertions of
innocence no nod frantically deciareu,
had fallen upon tho ears not indeed deaf,
bnt closed to him.
"You have boen very kind to me. Mr.
Hoyt," he said, his voice quivering with
.am "a n I I linttA anm A iinw vstii will
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k in nratn to Hireieu uu 1
Mow toricsjtf.
Pleasing people is i
She had never been in aociotr
l.iv. and she knew none of Mi
w?s friends, so she was graciously 'ox- x easing I'f01.ie w a very simple tl,,v.
cused from taking any .more acuve , Pr, ng or Rimming, if
in the social gathering mao w .mu.. j io uo it. The whol.
w -tJSn? orheln willingfoet along by secre of the matter is nothing m ?e
playing dance music
She was turning over
new
terrupted
looking np
less than to want to W "'""Hoi
The explanation looks vpi-v
magazine, quite sure of being unin- no one could help gnessingiut ifi?
ipted,when tne door opened, and Yet it cost the writer the exporienceS
ingup she saw a strange gentleman, quite a number of years in np, J?
"FaFdon me," he said, "I thought this downs before he fairly solved thi, bit
s the drawing-room W problem. llad he know l
Then as she lifted her face, he sprang
forward.
'nii,i TWvr ho said, and not ro
hand than let it rob you."
There was no reply, and the boy, for
ho waa not 19, walked slowly from the
room where he had been accused of
crime, condemned and punished in a
brief half hour.
Uo waa a widow's only son, and very
"u., no would be toil.,
much tiie richer in friends and moW
bo he eagerly gives his young fricnT
the chance to profit by his mistake"
Did you ever try to turn a kevi.
rusty, creaky lock, and then notice W
much difference a slight oiling Jnl
make. Or, did you ever hear the stoi,
of the skipper of a small sloop knockin
ju we ucuu ui a uurrei 01 oil in l
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tilt
g Ui
saying:
uti i it m .inn
It is Jeff," he answered, "or rather it
is Williard Wharton.
Then moving a chair near tne one
ui, i.i,i nrmi,.,1 ho told her 01 11 in
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;ind to himt employing him in light name. ; , "1 l?" to
labor about his extensive grounds.trying "Through goon anu ui, veare ui i- . canned the
him well, and allowing him to read what- penty and tne temptation m uuU uy spreadin,
i. ;u.o in niu iiv-,. f im T Imvfl carried a golden talisman, in a thin him above the surface'? Oil..1
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Aud from the library a valuable watoh to keep my ueari pure uu u uo, iu y.... v.. omcijr as a tlmn.
and chain hail been stolen from a table might one doy dare to onng is w , ua-v. tuuJo uuioi a snn
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And mrougu a misi oi uaiij . ..ono u jjicuae nas spm.
she saw him ojen a large locket hanging cisely similar effect in our meetings ;,
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in the room
could be ascertained,
but Geoffrey Uuird
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Crushed, humiliated, almost Heart
broken, the lad walked from the house
across the wide garden, bright with sum
mer bloom that seemed to mock his
r . . . . . il.
misery, rie had nis nanu npon me
latch of the great iron gate leading into
tho road, when he heard hiB name called,
m a clear, childish voice.
"Jeff. Jell O. wait a momont!
And then turning hia heavy eyes, he
saw a fairv of ten summers, a golden'
haired darling, dressed all in white,
coming down the broad walk with flying
feet.
Of all the treasures his employer poS'
sessod. Geoffrey knew this, his only
child was the dearest. Motherless from
no lock of hair was there, but carefully tongue, so that it moves without the hn.
set, a twenty-dollar gold piece, with "M. hazard of n snarl. It curves the raouth
H." scratched with a pin in one corner. into u cneiry smuo. n ongntens up the
Tn the drawintr-room Mrs. Bristow eye and so tells the newcomer how
wondered what detained her hero for the we are to meet him, without a word
eveniniribut when he came iu late she
read nothing of tho secret that was in
his happy eyes.
She saw his courteous uuenuuus w
her governess, but attributed them to
the innate courtesy of the young million
aire, and Daisy sang as if inspired, and
threw a shower of gleeful fantasies into
being said on that score. It warmB no
the hand, and so guards against tot
poking out of two fingers to be shaken
or the taking of a hand within one's owa
as cold as if it was merely a worm for
fish-bait.
It is certain that some have much mm.
of a natural talent in this line tha.
others. Such happily-endowed fan.
her waltz and gallon music
I3ut when Muss Moyt was asked for in seem to give pleasure to everybody with-
Mr. Wharton's calls, when the stylish out the least effort. If wo seek their
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She was a little pale woman, with drab ll0r birth sll0 jja(i bee, jer father's idol turnout that was the admirod of all confidences, we will find the guidkt
nnmlioil ntdinl v liehiml her ears and I, . , ' . .n i in ... i .i n.. tnr MIn Hniri mnHv. in lu tlinl ilia Imn.i,'.,
to drive, Mrs. Bristow grew savage. at sight, in each new face.
"Yon are too forward with strangers,
hair, combed plainly behind her ears and
done up in a "pug bolnnd. Sho bad on
a very lone, flowing robe of white mns'
lin, and not an ornament of any kind. I
have my suspicions that this Widow
Armsbv'hud gotten herself up for my
ospocial benefit, as I uftorwards saw her
in very dillerent guise.
"Jock, isn't she lovely?" said Laura,
as soon as wo wore alono. "Sho looks so
like an angel,"
"Sho looks liko the Witch of Endor,
said I, ungalluntly.
Laura said I was a brute, and sue
would like to know what my "ideal
was?
I went to K on the early morning
train. How I was going to find my mam'
orata was ruoro than I knew, but find her
her whole petted life.
"Jeff." she Danted. coming to nis siue,
'vou must co away, papa says, but I
know you never, never took the watch!
Did yon?
"No. Miss Daisy, 1 never took it.
"I know it! I'm going to find out
who did take it. And, Jeff, you must
take this.
She opened hor tiny white hand to
show lying uwon tho palm a broad twenty-dollar
gold piece. But the boy shrank
back.
"No, no, Miss Daisy,' ho said, lean
not.
'But you must. It is my own, my
vory own. Aunt iiouise gave it ui mo
on mv birthday, in tne corner i
scratched 'M. II.,' for Margaret Hoyt,
I would. I asked tho proprietor of the with a pin, but I guess it won t liurt it,
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hotel if ho know whore airs. Armsuy oi rieuse, pieuse, uem ovu, uum .
Chicago was visiting. He didn't know.
I went to tho postoflioo. to two drygoods
stores, the circulating library, with the
sumo result. At laHt I went boldly up to
the door of a private house. It looked
as if sho wore thero, I don't know why.
Perhaps thoro is un additional sense be
stowed upon peoplo as much in lovo as I
was in compensation for tho sonse that
is taken away. Anyway, I felt suro sho
was there. A round curly head stuck
itself out of tho door.
"Mv Aunt Mabel is here sho isn t
Mrs. . sho's only a young lady. It
responded to my question.
Could it be possiblo that she wasn't
tho Widow Armsby, after all ? Perhaps
it might have boen Mi that I saw on the
letter!
I haH no time to reflect before the
unciug eyes, tho bewitching smile were
before me. There was a bewitching
blush, too, now, and a littlo shyness, that
set mo quite at my ease. What is tho
uso of telling any more? If 1 hudn't
coino off victor, if I hadn't been the
luckiest fellow alive, do yon suppose I
ever should hare told this story at all t
Tho Widow AriiiHby found her second
fute at Newport that summer (but not
while masquerading as my "ideal ), and
I made her an elegant wedding present
as a slight expression of tho grntitudo I
owed her. For if it had not been for
her I might have boon a forlorn and mis-
erabln old bachelor to this dav. instead
of being married to tho brightest oyes
that ever danced and tho truest little
heart that ever beat.
A Sngucloiis Dog.
widow Armsby f Suddenly a elegantly Laura, who wrote to me that you were
embroidered little satchel, with the letter going there, too."
"A," on it, caught my eye. Itwaahaug- "1 am going to K , to visit my aia-
Jucob Steffen, tho butcher at the cor
ner of Georgia und Marin streets, has a
dog of tho Scotch shepherd breed, for
Inch he wus offered titty head of sheet)
the other day and refused the offer. Tho
cauine is about twelve years of age, and
an drive a band of sheep equal to anv
two men. Tho other night word wus
brought to tho butcher-shop that a mini'
ber of shoep belonging to Mr. Steffen
had broken out of their corral near the
slaughter-house on tho Nupa roud and
strayed in the titles. Tho men in tho
shop did not like tho idea of having to
get out curly in tho morning to hunt the
Htrayaways. ISig, the dog, was lyiug on
tho lloor with ono eye on the men and
ears pricked up. After the men had
finished talking, tho auimul rose upon
his feet, btretcliod himself and walked
out of the shop. Eurlv the next morn'
ing two of the boys went out to tho
corral to look for tho shoep, but were
surprised to find that N ig was before
them and had all tho sheep in the in-
closure, and was lying at the hole where
they had gono out. The dog was wet
and covered with mud, as wero the sheep,
and evidently hud leen out all mglit.
Whenever Nfr. Stonen starts for Suisiin
after sheep or cuttle, Nig is sent up on
the cars, while his owner rides horse
back. The dog is let off at Fuirtlcld, and
always trots to a certain point on the
road, leading from this city, and waits
for hU master to come along. If the
master at any time has passed, the dog
takes up the scent from the horse's feet
and httuts around nntil tho owner is
found. In returning front Suisun Mr.
Steffen drives the cattle and the dog the
sheep. He is acquainted w ith everv
turn and lane along the road, and af
ways beforo airhing near one of the
turns ho runs ahead of the Imnd to keep
them from straying in the wrong direc
tion. As tho feet of the dog are quite
tender, he hat a pair of boots that are
put on him before he atarta on a return
trip. The dog is said to be perfectly
useless for anything bnt driving sheep.
and will make friends with almost any
one. He is well known throughout the
country as Wing the finest shepherd dog
in this section. Ytdlrjo Chronicle.
She pressed it into his reluctant hand
and then throwing her arms around his
neck, kissed him with her child s lips,
saying
'I will find out who did take the
watch, Jeff, and then you will surely
come back.
Bufovo ho eould answer her Bhe was
spoediug back to the house, her curls
flying out on the summer air that watted
to ueoffrey ut Just:
"tlood-bve. dear Jell!
With a heavy heart he went homeward
to tell hiB sorrow and disgrace. He
fearod it would almost kill his mother,
but after hearing him patiently she said:
I had a letter from Albany tins morn
ing. Gooftrcy, from my father s lawyers
Twenty-five years ago my father cast me
off for marrying a poor man. no died
without forgiving me, but to you ho has
left his fortuue nearly half a million of
money upon condition that you will
tako his name when you are of age. I
have packed up your possessions and
we will go to Albauy to-night."
"Margaret !"
The voieo was sharp and imperative,
and Margaret Hoyt lookod up from the
task of teaching littlo Alico Bristow her
letters, to answer, but before sho spoke
tho boautiful gu l who entered tho school
room said:
"Margaret, I want you to come and
show Elsie how to trim my dress for to
night. Everybody said you had such
exquisite tusto before your father failed
and died.
Tho pule, patient face flushed a littlo
at tho cruel words, but Iiaura Lristow
did not heed tho pain she had given.
Come, uow, sho said impatiently, 1
want to look particularly well, for Wil
lard Wharton is coming. It is the first
party sinco ho came from Europe; he has
been vegetating in l lorenco ever so long,
with a consumptive mother, but she died
a year ago, and after traveling awhile ho
has come homo. Did you know mm.'
I never heard tho name."
"Como to think of it, ho left long be
fore you came.
Allies primer was put aside, and Mar
garet accompanied Laura to the room
where her finery was being prepared for
a brilliant party a few hours later.
"Miss Hoyt, Mrs. Bristow said, look
ing up from the cloud of tulle under her
fingers, "I wish you to como down to
plnv, and 1 wish you to wear white luce
r utiles and a white flower or two iu your
hair. That will not interfere with your
mourning, but you will look a little less
like a mute at a funeral.
To hear was to obey. Mrs. Bristow
wus a distant connection of .ur. lioyt s
and when he died, leaving his only child
to povertv, the lady impressed upon poor
stricken Daisy that she was Wider an
enormous weight or obligation Ty being
permitted to be governess, lady s maid.
generally useful factotum iu her family,
i or nearly a vear, she had tilled the
unenviable position of poor relation, un
salaried, and overworked, and much of
the bloom of her pure blonde beauty had
left Daisy's face.
Hut the soft violet eves bad lost noth
ing of their sweetness; the golden hair
gathered iuto a rich knot, was full of
waves and ringlets, making tiny baby
curls around the delicate ovul of her pale
face, and the sensitive mouth was still ex
pressive and lovely.
She sighed a little as she pnt the soft,
white r utile into her black dress, and a
few white flowers in her hair.
"It seema like forgetting dear father,'
she thought, bnt vet she knew Ler ap
pearance hal been too gloomy for a fes
tive occasion.
The guests were gathering, and Daisy
had gone into a small sitting-room op
posite the wide drawing-rooms to wait
nn td she was summoned to sing and
flay.
sho told Daisv.
'But Mr. Wharton is an old friond. I
knew him when I was a girl, and aud
we are to be married in the spring, said
blushing Daisv.
And considering Mr. Wharton's wealth
and position, and his future wile s prob
able influenco in sooiety. Mrs. Bnstow
wisely made the best of it, and Daisy
was jirovuled with a trousseau and a
wedding party, for "Your great kind
ness to Allie, si
fullv.
nt until thov had been some days
married did Willard Wharton say one
dav. carelessly:
"Bv-tho-bv. Daisy, was mat warcu
ever fonnd?"
'Yes. Folix was arrested six months
afterwards for stealing somo of the plate,
and in his trunk was the watch. Tapa
searched faithfully for you, bnt you had
vanished as if the earth had swallowed
von.
. . t It
"l knew it would turn up somewuere,
said Mr. Wharton, quietly, "and per
haps now it is lust as well it was missed.
If I had not left in disgrace my darling
might not have given me ray golden
tulisman.
An Irresistible Showman.
When his old museum at Broadway
and Ann streets was burned (town
fifteen years ago, Barnum sold the site to
Bennett, of the Jlcrata, and decided to
withdraw from public life. Uut he re
appeared at the head of a new museum,
further up Broudway, within two years.
and having again been ousted by lire, he
resolved once more to seek privacy. He
eyen went bo far as to sell a number of
his properties to Geoigo Wood, and to
agree, in consideration of a certain
amount of cash, not to occupy the field
on pain of forfeiting S'25,000. He was
very quiet, for him, for a considerable
time; but the restless blood of tho exlnb
ltor conquered at last, lie gave W ood a
check for 25,000, and went back to his
early love, lou remember that he in
bti tuted a grand hippodrome in the
season of 1874-75, and that it drew
crowds to the building now known as
Madison Square Garden. After some
months its noveltv wore off, the vast in-
closuro was almost empty, and liarnum
disposed of his enormous quantity of
material at auction, losing, it was
thought, f 100,000 or $500,000, and again
retired. But hore he is once more,
turning away hundreds nightly from tho
American Institute and its prodigies,
He is a Connecticut Yankeo, having been
born at Bethel, in that State. He evinced
from his early boyhood a fondness for
practical jokes and for all kinds of
trading, which foreshadowed his
destiny. His father who was a tavern
keeper, put him into a mi seel
luneous shop iu the village,
and ho afterwards set up a shop of his
own, making a good deal of money by
selling lottery tickets, which he had
loarned all about by visiting tliis city
Having been clandestinely married at 10,
he soon after bought aud edited tho tier
aid of Freedom, at Danbury, and turned it
to proht; but his free expression of opin
ion having involved him in libel suits,
and got him into prison, he sold out, lost
in sieculation nearly all he hod made.
and then came here. Ho tried divers
ways to earn a livelihood in this town,
with ill success, and was at his wit's end
when he heard that a negress, advertised
as the nurse of Georgo Washington, was
on exhibition iu Philadelphia, and could
be bought, "lhat is my chance, said
Barnum, and off ho posted, negotiated
for Joice so very shrewdly as to get pos
session of her for 1000 cash, borrowed of
his friends. He made the most of her.
telling so many big stories ns to whet
public curiosity und made 1500 per
week by the wide-spread desire to see
her. This, his initial attempt to humbug
the people, was so prosperous that he
formed a small companv and traveled
through the country, taking in much
money in all the towns and villages
where he halted. He is said to have
cleared $100,000 from Joice Heth, who
was the veritable founder of his first for
tune. In ISIki she died, and an autopsy
proved that she could not have Wen
more than 75 or SO years old, instead of
161, which Barnum had declared her to
The dullest of us in this delichtfnl
trait of character can try to imitate this
spirit. It is not needful to begin to put
on any strutting airs, like a pea-fowl, nor
to show off, m polite grimaces, that do
not nt us at an wen.
It will not do to be playing a part. Ami
feigning an interest we do not feel. We
must contrive to say what we think, nd
behave without any affectation. Bntonr I
thoughts need to be oiled with a kindly I
luieresi iu an our associates, rmtl
thoughts, the latter ones also, are moi
most likely to be about oneself.
Let us resolve to reverse this process I
whenever an acquaintance is presented I
try to take a pleasure in what concerai I
him chiefly.
Boys and girls can live the hanineatof I
lives by trying to display this gentle and
companionable spirit in the familv
circle. Dim-eyed and feeble grandmi
may bo saved many a troublesome stev
1 Kill.. "I5..11 1 il 1 I
iij u iiuie cure, x'uiuor umi motuer msj
be saved many a siresome heart-ache bj
a kind f oretought before speaking or act
ing rashly. Little brother and sister
may be bound to us by cords of love that
none of the unexpected changes of com
ing years can snap, simply by an nnfail
ing tenderness.
Besides, in this manner of lump
kindly habits will become bo well-fittinp
that, when the time comes for each to ee
out to make his own way in tins bus;
and seltisli world, the lad will have w
best of all starts for forming pleasant
and profitable alliances in business r
professional life. He will as well, to m
owu surprise, hnd himself the socul
center of a multitndo of unfailing
friends.
The City of Tlmhuctoo.
Tho following information in regarJ
to tho little-known citv of Timbtictoi'
was lately obtained bv tho Geographical:
Society of Oran, Algeria, from an Israel-;
ito rabbi of Morocco, who was on his
way from Timbuctoo to Paris. The
rabbi described Timbuctoo as an Aral
town in every sense of tho term, built.
absolutely like those of the interior. The
inhabitants are Fonlah negroes, and
there arc no whites. Thero are, however,
sometimes Jews from North Africa, wh'
come to trade, bnt thev never sett)
thore. The town is at about an bonr'
distance to the mouth of the Niger. It
population is about 50.000. It is large
than Oran (about six miles round), bp
not so largo as Marseilles, lhe townu
in fact, a mass of villages, extemlin
over a verv considerable area.
Nicer, which Dosses to the south of th
town, flows from the west to the sonth
west, and is verv broad: there is abun
dance of fish. Navigation is carried oid
by means of oared barges and raits, cm
strncted of pieces of wood bourni v
gethor by cords. The blacks call tt'
Niirer tho Nile, or "Kl Ikr" (Arab, "th
sea. ) lhe river is sninect to irguw
lloodines. which fertilize tho lauds en
banks, the only ones which are cuiii'
ble; tho inundation reaches the walls '
the town. Tho country is very fertile; n
emus urn ann in mi At. rice, wuia"
nninnfl tnrnin- tmlitrn crows W'il1"
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There aro also many cocoanut trees, p
trees, and a tree which prouuce
which the natives uso for lighting
There are also forests of valuable uml
trees. The country is governed bj '
Marabout, who takes the title of Suit
the present ruler is named Mohamet-'
Bekai. He does not reside at Tiinbucto
his capital is Ahmet-Ella, a tort1
about 100.000 souls, situated tw
leainips frnm Timhnnton. The road ft1
npHnr ihn tnvna is covered '
... T,V
villages and gardens, lhe town oi
1 of a t w
w ho has very great authority, and !
has under his orders a lax
also verv it-owprfnl. The Sultan nas
urmr hut n-lipn ficlititur is neeesMTB
everybody is a soldier. They are arm'
with bows and arrows; only the chit
have guns, pistols and sabres. Triule
carried on principally by barter or
means of cowries. Caravans bring c
ton or linen goods, glass trinkets, a
mrs nrm nwnrila o-nn nistol. P
erallyof English manufacture), kni
needles, etc. Salt is a very valuaMj
port, a slave often being given 'Jr
gram or two. lhe caravans w
loads of the grain of tho country.
sorgho, millet, ostrich feathers, P
lie. Ha rnntinnml in ttio clin knn'r....
for several years longer, when outside ivory, golJ dust, lead, copper, etc. 1
operations bankrupted him, and he re- in slaves is carried on on very w
turned to this city. inmrwulo Union,
The man who goes a-fi iling on the ice
has rather an ice-hole-atad occupation.
scale. To the north of Timbuctoo a
camels are reared; to the south tne
pie wander about with herds
and cattle.
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