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About The new Northwest. (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887 | View Entire Issue (April 7, 1881)
I - 1 ! '. THE NEW N0BTHWE8T, THUBSDAY, APRIL 7, 183L -, . .1 - .. . DREAMS. ' BT BtXA VMEKLKB. kmmmi. I hmUmi areas of life f ", ' la the full HMwlif eg Ut apleadld word j . . - Its rabtle saaale, which few mea bar heard. : Though all mar hear ft eoandlng through earth'fpatrtfe JU krfty heights hy BaysUe hreesee kissed, LL 4 sXIlU4lKrtroTaly peaks above the dost; V XU treasure thai ao loach of time caa mat; - JU caaeraid aaai, lu dawaa of am alb jr si; XU eertala purpose, lla serea repose ; - Jta, usefulness, that Bad do boar for woe Tbla la my dreaaa of Life - -y,T bar dream.I oftUmes dream of love, . Aa Mrflmnl Ui KHIIIant mm m. alir- ' ' r- A ehangeleaa, too, aa that Sied light afar, That glortflee vast worlda of space abort ; .- Strong aa the tempest wbaa It bolda It breath . Xlefora It bursts la fury, and aa deep " ," Aa the unfatbomed km, where lost worlda eleep. And aad aa birth', and beautiful aa death, ; A fervent aa tba fondest sou I could eraee,' " Yet boly as tba moonlight oa a grave , j , ' Tbla la my dream of Love. T "Tri yTl dream." One oft-recurring dWant I beautiful and comforting aad blest. Com pie-with oeytala piuuileea of rest. XHvlne content and bapplneaa supreme,, When that atranga essence, author of all faith That subtle something, that cries for Ibe light, XJke a lost child that wanders la the night ' Shall solve tbe mighty mystery of death, 'Shall Sad eternal progress, or sublime Ad satisfying slumber for all time .; ! Tale la my dream of Death. 1' A STOLEN PLEASURE. DiAiMmytrnLS Do yoa feel disposed for a gondola trip this afternoon T It la Just tbe Weather for an eipedt tloo to the Armenian convent. I know that I am violating all the Venetian proprieties by not addressing Ibis note to Mrs. La n ft on, but I shall call for you at balf-paat I, and if you do not care to go, I aball proceed oa -my iouracy alone. Devotedly yours, Kliot vase. i I .. .. . This note wu read by a, girl standing In a flood Of spring sunshine against a high, balconied win dowWheu he had finlsheoVshe gazed long. and wistfully upon the expanse of water rippling with S metallic gleam In he spring wind, across which boats were . darting, . rocking fromv side to aide. 8be crossed the- room- to-where a small woman with a face that bore trace of a former negative -prettlnes was seated, embroidering stable-cover, with a cup of tea by her aide. -l "Auntie, Mr. Vane write to ask me to go to - the Armenian convent with him. May V t How can you ask such a question, Dotha? Yon know perfectly well I shall not permit It If not a suitable thing for you to do. Mr. Vane is too conspicuous a man foryoo to go out with. I saw Mrs. Graves look at you In a very strange way last evening when you were talking with him. Remember; fyour reputation Is all you bars." ' J . "I wish I had-do reputation," said Miss Nevill, bitterly, "If my youth must be spent in thinking of What Mrs. Graves or Mrs, Urowtf or some other woman may or may not say of me. I wonder If girls In America have to do the same thing. I Wish I lived there !" ..How ungrateful of you, Dotha, when you know what sacrifices 1 make and have made to keep you In Europe." "Is that the only objection you have to my go ing, that some of these women may talk about me over their tea?" --' - The principal one. I am glad Mr. Vane Is go . lng away soon. These attentions of his are very compromising." "! hen I snail take my risks Into my own hands, sod .go out with arte .of the few men-1 have ever felt any Interest In." Jl YottjrllLaee- your-JnUtakeyTM haheirff-ls too late. I must beg to waive all responsibility. If you bring scandal upon yourself, do not blame me." - Mrs. Langton was a disciple of the hybrid social system that prevails among Americans on the continent of Europe.. While she was more than snzlous to settle her niece In life suitably, at ail Tents; brilliantly, If possible her profound re spect for the censorious tongues of the chance ac quaintances with whom she exchanged eaIN and f kettledrums led her to keep the girl so well pro tected that only the reckleasneag of a defiant spirit caused her to make for herself those onportunl- ties, unconsciously, which her aunt neglected to make for her. Mrs. Langton, like many another Europeanlzvd American, quite Ignored the fact that marriages which were supposed to spring from attraction could not be brought about In the same manner as those of convenience. Eliot Vane had fallen In love with Miss Nevill . the first day be had seen ler In 8U Mark's, where ne was making a study of the arches. ' She har monized with the tawny sunlight that crept like s sentient thing among the shadows as she sat there In front of the brown Byzantine Madonna, the wlshlng-shrine, every wish made before which comes true. He was especially struck by toe punir w tier pronie, a certain HoweiMi He droop of the headland, when shermae, the wistful look in her eyes.- It was not long before he met her somewhere, and . Mrs. Langton having asked him to her house, he became a frequent visitor more frequent, indeed, than that good - lady deemed discreet, inasmuch as she disliked any- ' thing pronounced or conspicuous, and Mr. Vane was certainly, a conspicuous person. Every one ln Venice knew hliniiy sight and tmraerJItrwW Called the handsome American. He was a may of the world, no less than an artist ; he was rich, he waawell connected, and he sold his pictures onln when he chose; consequently, he did not feel the xteed of constant attendance upon teas, and the tea-drinking circles revengedlbemselvea by-clr- ""CuIatIng jiKrta concerning him, which, when they were repeated to him, he regarded as highly sm using, 'and. waa aa suave and winning to ward his detractor a if they had been singing bis praise. He was s bit of a philosopher, this Vane. Human nature entertained him, and his rule of life was expressed In the word "audacity." A few hour later, s gondola paused near the - bridge at the slde-of Mrs. Langton' apartment, and a young man sprang out and strode with the step or an athlete up to the door, to be met by a slight girl dressed quietly In gray. Certainly no one In the tea-drinking circle that had begunto regard Mis Nevill aa wild and a little doubtful. pwing to her apparent liking for Mr. Vane, could have been led to such an opinion by the conspicu ousnes of her dressing. ' You had better not go up, I think. Auntie Is very angry with me, and I am flatly disobeying her la going'dut with you." 'I Imagine the next time I call I shall be for bidden the house," said Mr. Vane, with a touch of bitterness. "What an accursed social system Is this I Out, still, I do not wish you to do anything f ou may. regret. Mis Nevill. I would rather a houaand time never see you again than feel that I had in any way compromised you. If you do not wish to go, tell me." - , - - I have made my choice. T take 'all my own risk.. Life Is not so bright that one can afford to loe one's happiness for the ake of what majr come by and by. Do you know what I have taken for my motto 7" she asked, as Mr. Vane al most lifted her Into the gondola.." 'Fortune, In fortune, fortune!'- It belonged to Margaret of Navarre." ' " - " . "A very reckless person, and one who brought no end of scandal upon herself," said Vane, wijth a smile that' did not conceal his admiration of, this resolute young persoii. -trr.-. - Men ail ml re pluck In women, but they discrim inate very keenly between the deli berate determi nation "that "brave danger from conviction and the flighty bravado of excitement which act 'the eoward'a part when : the moment of ditrrace ar rive". ,Vane knew that Miss Nevill would never flinch under the consequences of her actions. - I wish life were all one long gondola trip," said Mis Nevill. 4,I wish one were not obliged to go home to the pros of life. I hope you under stand the cost of the pleasure I am giving myself. I shall not hear the last of it for months. Being a man, and free, you cannot - understand that. You could take your hat and leave." Then I may accept It as proof that you think a few hours with me worth months of unpleasant ness? That la very flattering." "It Is true, nevertheless," said Miss Nevill, in a low voice, which died lu a whisper as a strong hand grasped hers for one short moment and was then withdrawn. - "But see what risks you are taking," pursued Eliot. "You know nothing. about me. l am a strolling Bohemian. My reputation A very bad, according to the various Parcse of the tea-tights. I might run away with you now, and every one would believe thai you had gone of your own ac cord." o , - rzi - Mis Nevill looked up at him with a smile on her pretty mouth. ' - ' "But then. yiu knowj" I trust you." It was woman' logic; but it was irresistible. - A warm glow overspread the man' brow as he looked down upon the little fair face with Its sen sitive change of expression. , "Take care, young woman, you are on danger ous ground don't tempt rat' too far," he said, with a laugh. "I should like to take you away with me, though; take you away from the dow agers and the gossips Snd all the disagreeables of life and discover some nook where we could be to gether all our lives." It was Mis NevIU'a turn to color, lfer heart throbbed wildly a -a mortal' might who caught sight of Paradise before he knew the doors were closed against him. In the distance the Islands lay low along the sky-line, white and vaporous. The breeze wore a thought of earthly growth of flowers and bud ding leave. The mountains of the Tyrol roae purple In the. background. The Paduan hills lifted their low beads behind the poplars of a de serted monastery. . -, "It will rain before nlght, Mid one of the gondolier. . . "Here we are at the convent, and here comes Fere Gabriel to meet us." The gondola swung round to the landing a row of broad steps covered wlt,h slime ami crawling sea-insects. A middle-aged man, with a black beard. In a-black gown and a broad black hat, came forward. ; ' '-- "Ah, Mr. Vane, I am glad to see you !" be said, cordially, with the slightest trace of a foreign ac- "Miss Nevill Pere Gabriel. I have. brought Miss NevIlK over here to show her the convent." VAtiy friend of Mr. Vane is welcome," said the monk. . "By the way, that bookryou sent for, for me, came yesterday.. Many thanks;" Over the door of the convent was the Turkish hieroglyphic the Hul tan's name. Through an echoing vestibule the. three emerged upon the cloister a quadrangle surrounded by low white arches, with the pillars darkening the clouded sunlight of the walk; a garden In full flower oc cupying the center with four dark cypresses ris ing at either corner; a fountain In the middle .bordered by rockwork and gay shrubs, and seat placet! under the cypreaesforthejejose of the monks. .7" .. -i "If you will come up to the library," said Pere Gabriel, "I will show you Byron's table and his autograph." . . . They followed him up to the little room hung with cases of medal and portraits, which served as the ante-chamber to the great hall filled with books and manuscripts. On - the wall hung a highly-colored portrait of Byron. The monk brought out the autograph book and laid It before them, and they sat there while he occupied him self at a desk In the library, with some manu script he was Illuminating. I doubt If Miss Nevill. saw much of the manuscripts she scanned ao rloaelyr with now and then a word of comment. Hhe felt nothing but Eliot Vane's presence, his rough coat as Is brushed her sleeve, the touch of his hand as he turned the leaves, his strong," self reliant atmosphere that stilled for the moment all her doubts and fears. And he. In his turn, felt his heart drawn out through his lips by the soft perfume of her dress, the soft flesh of her throat. MoreXhanojage-he. bent his head -1 ha t-h Is cheekrf might be brushed by her hair. They had not noticed how the black clouds had piled them' selves urv how the lagoon had roughened Into white-capped waves, how the wind soughed through the Cypresses, bending their dark shaes. Suddenly a gondolier appeared at the door. v "We must gT-bswk-tontce-nowi"stgnort,"or we shall not get back to-night." ' -Come, child," said Vane, starting up: "It won't do for us to be caught here over night." At that moment a fearful peal of thunder shook the building the lightning seemed to envelope it. There was a crash of hailstone on the roof the air was whitened with the falling stones, so that the sky seemed black as ink. A boat out on the lagoon was stripped of It sail and hurled about like a cockle-shell. Too late !' said the gondolier. "I won't risk hour." a a a aa a ' - . . l ane comnressen nis up in anger. A pretty situation It they should be kept there all night 1 He glanced at Miss Nevill. Her hce wm pale, her eye hard and resolute. She understood. But she wa not a girl to sink down and cry. Bhe sat down again and mechanically turned ;, the leave of the autograph book. . ' .... . Come back again when you think it will be safe to start," said Vane to the gondolier. f They sat there listening to the pelting hall Vane with a heart divided between pleasure and anger, Miss Nevill striving resolutely to repress the apprehensions that crowded upon her. 1 ere Gabriel looked up now and then from his work with a twinkle in his black eyes. He was not a bad-hearted fellow, and he enjoyed a, bit of ro- manM In fin It an iirtmonk.llkft fashion. ' How do yotrhappen to know all these people so well r Id Miss Nevill, at length. "I lived here once, more than five years go when I was more romantic than-1 am now all one vacation. It was just delightful.'" I believe I corrupted some of the youpger, monks. -W'ejused to smoke together out In the cow-house, and I fancy the old prior was not sorry to sew me depart j but I've alwsys kept up an Interest In the place." "Mr-Taue, is there no way of getting back be fore dark? I will take any risk. Think how I shall be talked about If I stay here over night.", Mr. Vsne went toTere Gabriel's desk and talked with him. -. 1 will pay anything they ask it they will only "You Would le drowhetiraiid "she also," "said Pere Gabriel. "No one need know It ou can trust to me, I think.". "There Is no help for it, little one," said Vane. yi am Infinitely sorry. L would rather anything had happened than this." In a flash the future came before Dotha NevJIl. There would be twelve hours more of life and hap piness; then, from tbe moment she set foot In Venice, disgrace. Her aunt's reproaches would be hard to bear. 8be would take her away from Venice, and tell her that no man would ever marry the heroine of such a scandal as would be concocted at Venetian tea-tables. Life would be all a dreary blank, with no outlook or future. In the meantime, ior a few hours, life would be everything worth the having. Vane would be by her side for, perhaps, six hours she counted them. Hhe would dream of him so many more; tbf h there would be the homeward journey In the sunrise; and. when :he. should leave her, there would at least be a memory In her heart to brighten the dreary future before her. At dusk the great bell of the convent rang for the evening meal. The travelers descended to the long relectory, with its dusky walls, upon which the pictures were mellow In the lamplight. Tbe monks aud the young Armenians who were being educated under their care were seated at the long tables, and one of them, perched high at a reading desk, was reading from an Armenian theological Vork. Dark eyes looked out from swarthy faces upon 'the pretty girl in her close gray dressvand bat who entered the- room with Mr. Vans at her side. It was not a particularly cheerful meal. Conversation was forbidden. The travelers went again to theIibrary, and there remained, turning over old parchments, and listening to the rsglng of tbe storm, until the bell rang for retiring, when they were conducted to their cells cheerful little E laces overlooking the quadrangle adorned with Ireek Images, and soon the convent was silent, with only the wind sweeping through the cy presses, and the waves lashing the wall. The storm died away" before midnight, and the moon -came out and looked down Into the cloister quadrangle. Dotha had thrown hemlf down without undresaktg, and had fallen into a broken slumber, full of dreams and strange fancies.- She was awakened by the moonlight In her room. There was a certain lightness in the sky which made her think It must be near morning. Hhe went to the window to draw In through every breath the happiness of this last night of her youtliu The bruised .flowers below sent up sweet odors the cypresses stood like bronze sentinels. intier tnetu a man's nirure was movinsr. lie rlnwwl nr.t .h tk. 3 t ami imwucrcUsrv i mt u Himrapr a-e "i iiiv uiiu vii-umiiiv vi s sji aril i ism las & a Kill I ... A S f aaa an a .'.a . I' A7u figure, leaning with folded hands asaluiitlhe..win dowframe among the wet tendrils of a vine. The vine ran down till It tapered to a thick trunk, curved about the pillar below. The figure ap proached the vine, clambered noiselessly from one step to another, and while the girl was still won dering what caused the rustling among the leaves. Eliot Vane was seated on the window-sill, and had wound his arms around her and had drawn her down beside hi m. - ttt "Let me go!" she cried, in a strained whisper. "How could you do this when you know I trust you ? I did uot believe it of you." ' .VI want you to trust me still, Dotha," said the young man, drawing her head against his breast with both strong arms, and turning her face to the moonlight. "I want you to tell me once'more that a few hours with me are worth months of mlttery ami disgrace. Is It still truer- 1 . . A long-drawn sigh, a sob, escaped from hef lips. Her head drooped of Itaelf close'to his breast. "it is worth months of misery," she repeated "Then, no matter what the world says, you will trust me, darling?" ; . , u. - ."Yes." ' . " - It was the supreme moment of his life to that man. To be believed Kn his Word alone by the woman who was In his power was a strange, sweet thought a moment fie would linger on just mier Her eyes glowed like stars as they gazed Into his. Her breath came quick and short. ' He laid his hand. lightly on her heart. It throbbed fiercely half with frijrht, half with passion. 8he was his his with all the divine Impulse of youth and nastniotl. hla when she k niu.XW lli. m..r.m would bring forth tears ami palii, hlsjniicn .for onej. 4wur wtiir nim-snewTis, resolved to brave a life time of disgrace. He had won his wife as he bad always meant to win her. . "Once more. You are sure you will never re gret the past when I am gone when you are alone with your disgrace?" ".Never." -A pause, the sweet eyes shining steadfastly ItUo" Then, Dotha, I want you to be my wife. It Is easy to love and trust when the way Is clear; but to love and trust In the dark I the tes't of a woman' affection. My little girl, you have to-night filled my Meal of the woman I began to search for years go. i. . - ' HINTS TO WRITERS FOR THE PRESS. I.TWrlte upon one side of the sheet onlv Why ? Because It Is often necessary to cut the pages Into "lakes." for the compositors, and this- cannot be done when both sides are written upon - . II. Write clearly and distinctly, being partlcur larly careful In the matter of proper names, and words from foreign languages. ,- Why 7 , Because f ou have no right to ask either editor or compos tor to waste his time puzzling out tbe .results of your selfishness. , III. Ion't write' In v microscopic hsnd, .Why ? Because the compositorJiastQreat across his case, at a distance fOfLnearly two feet S also, because the editor often wants to make ad ditions and other changes. - IV. Don't, begin at the very top of the first page. Why ? Because, If you have written a head for your article, the editor will probably want to change It ; and if you have not, .which is -the better way. he must write one. Besides, he wants room In which to write his Instructions toy the printer as to the type to be used, where and' when the proof Is to be sent, etc. ; .. ' . ' W Never- roll- your- manuscript. -- Why ?Be" cause it maddens and exasperates every one wher touches It editor, compos! tor , and proof-reader. 'VI. Be brief. by ? Because people don't read long Stories. The number of readers which anv two articles have Is Inversely proportioned to the square of their lespectlve lengths. That Is, a half a column article Is read by four times as maiiv Lpeople as one of double that length. I i'ii f I. - a m l. . a t i a ii. jisve iiic iror ui ui wnoie uasaet con stantly ami steadily before your eyes. Why T Because it will save you a vast amount of useles labor, to say nothing of paper ami postage. VIII. 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Half a pound of the best flgf half a pound of beef suet, three tablespoonfuls of sugar, half a pound of bread crumbs grated, three eggs, one nutmeg grated. These should be all weir mixed together and boiled for four hours Serve With sauce.- Chocoiate CAKAMEfA Take of grated choco late, milk, molasses, and sugar, each one cupful and a piece of butter the size of an egg; boil till ' It will harden when dropped into cold water; add' vanilla; put in a buttered pan, and before It cool mark off in square blocks. .--- - Pencil MarkwTo fix pencil marks so thattir they will not rub out, take well-skimmed milk ami dilute with equal bulk of water. Wash the . pencil marks (whether writing or drawing) with this liquid, using a soft flat camel-hair brush, and avoiding all rubbing. Place Upon a flat board tty -dry.- . r ... ... . ; ; ' Pea Soup with Celery. Boil split peas till they are in a thorough mash ; melt a finely choppeti suet well in a pan. and frizzle In it a finely chopped onion; mix this with the peas, add more warm water to make soup, and pepper, salt Whip Sauce for PubDixas. Break four egg andpuf the yolks Into a d,eep stew-pan ; add two- ounces of sifted sugar, a little lemon Juice and grated peal, and a grain of salt; whisk the sauce over a moderate heat, taking care to set the stew pan which contains the whip sauce in another of somewhat larger size already containing a little ' hot water ssy an Inch and as soon as it pre scnts the appearance of a well-set, creamy froth pour It over the pudding, or serve semrately in a-sauce-boat. , , ' Orange' Pie or Pudding. One pound of but- ter, one pound of sugar beaten to a cream, one.. glass of brandy, wine or rose-water, ten egg , beaten to a high froth ; have two oranges aud boif the rind until It Is tender; change the water twe or three time while it Is boiling, then beat it in a mortar and squeeze the Juice in. together with the rlmr of one lemon grated and the' juice of-the same; mix all well together with the other Ingre dients, and bake In a puff paste without an upper crust. Half this quantity is sufficient for two or dinary sized pies. - ColrA. W. Drayson writes the London Tktilj AVm's from Halifax, Nova Scotia, to announce that he has made an astronomical discovery t the result of ten years' Investigation It 1st "That the earthUtea-annually-oiM-euml-a-seeond--axls, which second axis Is not coincident with the axis of daily rotation. This movement Is due tr the fact that, owing to the preponderance of land above the water in the northern hemisphere, and owing to the mass of land In Asia, Europe and Africa on one side of the earth, the centre of grav Ity of the earth Is not coincident with the centre of" thearthrand, eonteuently, Is not bcated la the plane of the equator. The results of the dis covery are most Important, as the changing posi tions of stars from month to month can, by the aid of this discovery, be calculated, ,sMhat the endless observations of 'scores of computers at various observatories become no longer necc aaryr" ; ' 1 ". Malames Frleber and Wassilleff of St, Peters burg had once been fast friends, but early last Summer they quarreled and vowed mutual em-; nlty. thenceforth ami forever. Madame Frleber, on the Russian 1st of January, forwarded to Mad ame WassllieflT a full-sized coffin, covered wlths black velvet-pallrand -Tontalninr--wlndlng-sheet, as a New Year's gift, symbolically signifi cant of her opinion that the lady In question had cumbered this earth' long enough, and would 'do well to quit It for some other sphere. Madame Wassilleff, annoyetl by so plain, a hint, returned the coffin to Its sender, and sued her in the pis" i. Xil 1 h?r "n,.were bout neck; Imd he had bent his forehead to receive her kiss. No woman had kissed him there since his mother died. They. sat lone in the mnrnlirl. .m hidden among the vines, with the flower-deatS sweetening the air. The whola worM .M SnSLtftaSyf1 had f?und each trict Court, where the offender wa sehteticsd to- without the world s help. . .. Hall for three months. . r V" I v