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A Dead Past
By MRS. LOVETT CAMERON
Margaret Grantlojr sat in the oak-pan-
cieu morning room at Frierly Hall, mcas
wring out yards of unbleached calico.
The sunlight cano glinting through the
diamond-panel oriel window and fell
' upon her spare, upright figure cased In
solid black silk, ujon her pale, smooth
hair, where never a tresa had been known
to wander forth from its appointed place,
and upon the regular, passionless fea
tures that told of an upright and thor
oughly well-regulated disposition.
"And they do say, ma'am," said Han
nah Dawson, who stood with yard meas
ure and huge scissors in front of her
mistress, ready to begin operations upon
the creamy fabric; "they do say that
poor misguided girl was running wild
over the fields with this fine city gentle
man, for three whole days and the best
part of threo nights, when they were
seen in the mooulight by half the men
and boys out of the village."
"Poor girl, it is very sad; we must re
member that she has no mother, and that
her lather is worse than nothing," said
"Far worse, ma'am, with his poor
cracked head always a running upon
them horrible beetles and fliesl As to
the mother, poor thing, she was nothing
to regret a village girl, so to speak, not
a lady, by any means,"
"A doctor's daughter, was she not,
"Yes, ma'am, but what's a village doc
tor? You can't expect much from that
"No; we must remember to be charita
ble, Hannah," said her mistress gravely.
"All I hope is," Interrupted Hannah,
"that Mr. Roy may not get tangled up
there. I'm sure master would break his
heart, and It ain't in no way a suitable
thing for a young gentleman like him."
A slight frown contracted Margaret
Qrantley's smooth brow.
"There, that will do, Hanah," she
said quickly; "fifty-six yards, did you
say? How many shirts will that cut
Into? I think you may take it all away
and measure it out for me; I have some
letters I ought to write now."
She dismissed the old servant whose
tongue was, perhaps, too free at times.
The pale yellow heap at her feet was
carried away, and the oak-paneled room
was a shade more somber after it had
But when she was left alone Miss
Grantley did not betake herself to her
writing table; she sat quite still with her
cheek upon her hand and with ji cloud
upon her brow.
Margaret Grantley had been the mis
tress of her father's house ever since he
had been left a widower, many years
ego. She was the eldest of a once large
family whom death had mown down one
after the other, until only two were left
the eldest and the youngest Mar
garet was 34 and Roy was 20. The dif
ference of age between them did but in
crease the adoration, which was more
that of a mother than a sister, with
which she regarded her young brother.
The boy was her idol her whole heart
was fixed upon him, every hope and am
bition of her life was entered in him.
It was impossible for her idolized boy,
the heir to old Frierly Hall and its Im
poverished revenues, and to his father's
old name, which somehow must be raised
from poverty and not dragged further
down by an imprudent match; impossi
ble that he could be allowed to marry
a half-trained, half-educated child who
had no name but the reflex of her fath
er's talent, and no fortune save the very
problematical savings of bis life of hard
brain labor. Roy must marry for wealth
and for position; he could not and should
not marry Kitten Laybourne.
Whilst she was pondering over these
things, a shadow darkened the window,
and Roy came in from the garden with
out His face looked gloomy, he flung
himself down irritably into an armchair,
and his pleasant, boyish face looked
cross and disappointed.
"Where have you been, Roy?" queried
"On a wild goose chase," he answered,
"You have been to see Miss Lay
bourne?" "I have."
"And you have not seen h'er?"
"I have not"
The answers seemed to be wrung from
him, they were so savagely growled
forth. The ghost of a smile played about
Miss Grantley's thin lips, she forqbore to
raise her eyes from some trifling object
she had taken from the table at her
"The young lady, my poor boy, has
found other friends since you have been
"Other friends? What friends "
he started forward excitedly, with a
flushed face aud angry eyes; "she has no
friend but me."
"You poor, silly Roy! Young ladies
are never constant Ypur village beauty
has been seen about all day in the woods
for days with a stranger a handsome
man, I am told. The poor child knows
no better, of course."
"Who dares .say so!" 'thundered the
boy furiously. "It is not like you, Mar
garet, to repeat a wicked slander against
a fellow woman; I would not have be
lieved it of you, that you could be so
Cruel, so uncharitable!"
And Margaret, in her still prim silk
gown, cowered and trembled before him
like a shriveled leaf; to hear such words
uttered by the voice one Joves best on
earth Is almost worse than a deathblow
to a woman.
"I have not deserved this from you,"
ehe gasped, shaken al lat once out of
the quiet decorum of years. She cov
ered her face with her hands. Oh, that
euch cruel words should have been said
to her by' her boy, for whose good she
had spokeul '
And then Roy's heart, which was as
warm as his temper, went out to the
stetar who had been as a mother to him.
la a jaoaient he was down at her feat
with bis arm cast round her waist
' "0W, Margaret, I did uot mean to hurt
ran, fcHt what you said was cruel; you
is W kaow Kitten, and you canapt
kw ih, or yw would sot hare M
IMMh a tUa"
Poor, misguided Margaretl It was
not in her to take her boy to her heart,
to nestle his fair, curly head In her arms
and to kiss away the anger out of his
nonost gray ejres.
"I must no't elve wnv" nht nnM tn
herself; "if I lot him think me weak he
will never respect mo, or look up to me
again J I should lose my Influence with
him." So all she said was: "Young
people are always unjust, Roy, but if
ion are sorry for your wild words, I
win say no more. All I meant was
that It will bo better for you to think
less or. Miss Laybourne, who Is In no
way suitable to bo your wife.
"I cannot think Jess of her because
she la nil t)m n
"Neither your father nor I will ever
hear of it. It is your cousin Felicia
whom you must marry, she is an heir
ess and a woman of talent and educa
tion. Your uncle Is ready to give her
to you, so that the money and the bar
onetcy" may be united. Your father de
sires It earnestly! as to me, It Is the wish
ot my heart. Felicia is young and hand
some and clever; she unites all that can
be wished for in herself it is to her that
you must look for a wife."
"As long as I livo and as Kitten Lay
bourne lives," cried the young man pas
sionately and wildly, I will have no other
wue but her."
All the flowers were dashed and drag'
gled. Three days of wind and rain storms
had beaten the hearts out of the roses,
their petals lay scattered, dnnk and
ragged upon the sodden earth. The birds
had fgorgotteu to sing, the very sunshine,
as it crept out timidly from behind the
rain clouds, looked pale and sickly.
And a week ago I was happy! cried
Kitten aloud, as she leant out of her
casement window. "A week ago the
world was all golden, a good place to
live in, the days were so full and so
short, and now they are empty and, oh,
"Kitten, Kitten," cried a voice In the
garden below her, "why will you persist
in shutting yourself upstairs? Come
down to mo .Kitten, I want to see you
no much." .
Roy Grantley stood beneath her on the
wet grass, his fair curls wet with the
rain, his face ruddy with the wind, his
blue eyes shining with delight because
they had caught sight of her at last
"It is raining," said Kitten without
"No, It has left off; besides you can,
at least, come into the verandah and talk
to me. Oh, Kitten, it is more than three
weeks since I have Been you!"
"Is It? It seems like three days."
She left her window and came down
to him in the verandah, as he had said.
Old Keziah was a stickler for propriety,
and would not allow young Mr. Grant
ley admittance into the house while her
master was away.
"Why did you shut yourself up all
these days that I have tried to see you?
What were you doing? Who were you
"To nobody. I was turning the 'Es
say on Man' into prose."
"I don't believe that; may I see It?"
"I have torn it up. Besides, you would
not understand It Boys don't care
about that kind of thing."
"I wish you would not always call me
a boy, Kitten," he said rather sadly. "I
am twenty one is no longer a child at
my age; I shall soon be twenty-one, then
I shall be a man, and I shall come and
tell your father that I love you."
"What would be the good of that?"
said Kitten, calmly pulling a Cape jes
samine flower ruthlessly to pieces with
her tiny finger tips.
"You know I do love you," he persist
ed, bending down to look Into her face.
"I have heard It very often," she an
swered, with cold indifference.
"You are but a child, dear," he re
plied, very softly and tenderly. "You
do not understand yet what love means,
but as you grow older you will know and
feel it; and then, Kitten, that cold little
face of yours will light up when it meets
mine, your heart will glow with Joy when
It hears my footsteps, will ache when it
listens in vain for it, and all the world
will seem desolate to you when I am
not there; that is what you will feel by
and by. Kitten, when you are older."
She laid her hand upon his sleeve.
"Is that what love Is like, Roy?" she
asked him eagerly. "That craving for
some one who is not there, that sick iong
Inir for the sound of one voice, the sight
of one face, without which all the sun-,
shine seems gone out of the heavens?"
"Oh, you know It, you know It!" he
cried, clasping her hand in both his.
"Dear Kitten, yes, that is love, and that
is how you felt for ine when I was
"For you are you mad, Roy?" She
wrenched away her hand angrily; "I feel
that for you! I long for you?"
She had no pity, she did not even
guess that she made him suffer. Ho
looked at her blankly.
"But how, then, do you know It? Why
should you have described these things If
you have not felt them? Surely, surely
you said that because that Is what you
thought -when I was away?"
"Ah, can nobody bo away but you?"
she cried angrily, and then because she
was but a child after all, the tears rush
ed in a torrent from her eyes and she
turned away hastily from him to hido
them. , .
Then Roy began to understand. There
was some one else! He remembered his
sister's words; he had,, scoffed at them
and disbelieved In them at the time, but
now they came back to his memory. Ho
turned very white and stood quite still
for a few moments, while the first storm
of the hideous agony called Jealousy
swept across his young heart Then,
presently, he followed her; she stood at
the other end of the flower-bloaaoming
veranda, stripping the tiny green leaves
off a long spray of Banksla roses.
"Kitten, I have, bean vary dense," ha
said with forced calmness, "I was cer
tainly told of a stranger who had been
staying here while I bare beea wy
a Mead of yoar father, who walked
afetit tke garde ta4 the laaea wkk ye
for a few days; but It never struck me
till now that this chance acquaintance
could be more to you more than I who
have known you and loved you all
your life "
His voice broko n llttlo over tho words,
Kitten turned away her face and was
"It seems that I am mistaken," ho
said wistfully, framing tho words that
should havo been an assertion uncon
sciously Into a question.
No nuswer. Oh, how ho longed to hear
her refute with tho Indignant denial of
affection tho charge which he made
ftittlust her! Why did she not turn round
eagerly and cry: "Oh, Roy, Roy, you
aro first and dearest always!" But sho
said nothing, only stood with averted
eyes, stripping tho little green branch
she held in her fingers; the tiny pointed
leaves dropped to tho ground ono by one,
just like Roy's own hopes and longings,
lying there prone, ready to dlo and with
er at her feet
"No one will ever lovo you as I do,"
he said at last, very bitterly; "If ho has
told you so"
She turned away from him and went
back Into the house through the half
open window that stood behind them.
Roy went away slowly and sorrowfully;
ho was unhappy, but he was young, and
consolations come easily to tho mind of
a man who has jiis llfo before him.
Meanwhile, Margaret was not a worn
,an to let tho grass grow under her feet.
When her young brother had made that
passionate speech to her three days ao
it had seemed to Miss Grantley that the
time had come when something must be
done to put a check upon the headstrong
passion of a boy who was ready to rush
When Roy had left she went straight
Into her father's sitting room. Sir Hugh
Grantley was an old man, and n very
selfish old man. When his daughter
knocked at his library door, he was
asleep dozing In his great nrmchalr by
the side of the fire, which even In June
he caused to bo lit upon a damp or
He looked up Irritably as she entered.
"Dear me, Margaret, how you startled
me; what do you want?" Her presence
usually betokened somo business of an
"You were, asleep, father? I am sor
ry. But I came to speak to you about a
serious matter about Roy. He has ex
pressed to mo a very decided opinion
about that little girl of Mr. Laybourne's
at the White Cottage. Ho says he will
"Bother these children; what a nui
sance their love affairs ore! What Is the
good of you, Margaret, if you can't stop
it! Women ought to manage these mat
ters." "So I can stop it, If you will let me.
Let me ask Uncle Gregory and Felicia
The old man -frowned. "Your uncle
would not enjoy himself. Mrs. Knox
can't cook for him. He had a French
cook once, his name was nyaclnth. Great
heavens! what a cook that man was!
His Boups were poems, his entrees a
dream! His sauces were incomparable!
Gregory Is used to all that, he's a rich
man. l m a poor one. now can i asg
him down here to be poisoned by Mother
Knox and her heavy-handed experi
"But Felicia, father! Has not Uncle
Gregory Bald that he would consent to
her marrying Roy? Think what a fa
mous thing it would be for him. She
will have so much money, and Roy will
have none. She is handsome and liveTy,
ho likes her already. If she were to
stay In the house she could soon put this
village girl out of his head. Ho can t
marry her, can he?"
"Marry a village girl? What fools
you women are! Oh! send for Gregory's
girl if you like, but you bad better send
too for somebody from town to cook for
your uncle, if he comes. I do wish, Mar
garet, that you would not worry mo In
this way," he added whlnmgly.
"Father, surely when It Is a matter of
Roy's prospects in life you ought to tako
some interest," said Margaret reproach
fully, almost contemptuously. Tho feeblo
old man and his selfishness called forth
no chord of sympathy in her cold hea
When Roy came back three days later,
heart-sore and wounded from his inter
view with Kitten, Margaret met- him
smiling on the door step, and said to him:
"Go change your wet clothes, Hoy, and
come Into the drawing room. Uncle
Gregory and Felicia are here!"
(To be continued.)
Fad for Spurious Gorns.
This is the day of the manufactured
or imitation Jewelry. It la said tho
sale of genuine jewelry in New York
has suffered from the trade. For some
time past It has been possible .to ob
tain Imitation Jewelry in Franco and
England which is difficult of detection
by experts. The principal manufac
turers deal in Jewels of their own man
ufacture, -which are extraordinarily fine
Imitations of tnc real stones ana win
have a life of twenty years. Tho "dia
monds" are a composition of glass, lead
and carbon tipped with platinum,
which is harder than gold.
Every real stone except n diamond Is
transparent. Without the tip of plati
num these "diamonds" would also be
transparent, but with It they are given
an undetectable resemblance to tho
genuine stone. These "gems" aro
mounted in 14-knrnt gold, and ho well
that when worn the platinum tipping
cannot be seen. An infinite variety or
designs, copied from the best real
models, are shown, and nt a price 80
per cent less than tho genuine. Ail
the colored stones ruuies, cmeraias,
sapphires and turquoises are also
manufactured and are similar In ap
pearance, The turquoise is so nam
that tho surface can- bo filed and no
blemish made on the stone.
Ah cenuine neals are the most costly
iha Imitation nearls tako tho
VJ- IWMKFf ... .
lead In price. They are made of fish-1
skin and a secret composition, xne
manufacture of some especially good
Imitation pearls, known aa "Venetian
romrl." Is a lost art, tne process Hav
ing been Invented by a poor Venetian.
"Does that man speak In bla official
"Certainly not," answereu neeaior
gorgbum. "He Invariably speaks la
hi oMclal laeapacny," wMiiBgu
LIU 1 UK1AL3
nD.wir.NQ OP HPHAT PAPERS ON IMPORTANT cim.
Not Worth tho Monoy.
FTER rending of the manner In 'which tho
Equltablo Llfo Assuranco Society was conduct
ed tho peoplo arc luu-dly surprised at tho (lis
closures of rottenness In tho other big com
mutes. Tho facts of mlsmnnogomont, misap
propriation nnd downright graft which havo
boon already gleaned through tho testimony of
tho officers of theso big companies show that tho only rem
edy lies in national supervision.
With tho government exorcising tho samo control ovor
Insurance companies thnt It does over bunks, policy-holders
would bo given the fullest protection nnd, It is fair to
assume that, with the graft cut out, thero could bo n very
appreciable reduction In tho cost of Insurance
The testimony given by John A. McCull, tho $100,000,-n-yenr
president of the Now York Llfo nt tho Now York
inquiry, would indicate that ho Isn't worth tho monoy.
Either that or he is deliberately throwing away tho money
that rightfully belongs to the policy-holders. Ho Is, as ho
testified, the nbsolute master of tho finances of tho com.
puny, nnd thnt ho should pay to one of tho legislative
agents of his company ?235,000 nnd never rcqulro nn ac
counting Is a most astonishing statement.
Less astonishing Is tho fact thnt tho company employs
n professional lobbyist. People havo grown so used to
hearing about professional corruptlonlsts employed by big
corporations, nnd even of legislators owned by this or thnt
corporation and whoso sole duty Is to kill legislation hostile
to thnt corporation, that they pay little attention to It.
Under Federal supervision these tilings would hardly be
possible. Indianapolis Sun.
Obey in Marriage.
ISCUSSION of tho form of tho mnrrlngo ser
vice is bocondng general. Both tho Presby
terian aud the Methodist Episcopal churches
are considering their marriage ritual, and nt
the same time the French Parliament through
one of Its committees is listening to arguments
on the same Hubject.
All tho recognized American marrlago services contain
tho word "love," which tho French legal ceremony omits.
The debute on the American form Is whether to lenve out
the word "obey" In the responses given by tho woman.
There nre advocates of both forms, the "love, honor and
obey" and tho "love, honor nnd keep" or "love, cherish
The word "obey" exists In tho old English mnrrlngo
service, where the obedience was not only promised, but
Insisted upon. In modem matrimony, although the wom
an promises to obey, it Is usually not long before she
shifts the fulfilment of thnt particular promise upon her
husband nnd lets him do the obeying.
Marriage is a solemn undertaking and the most Import
ant contract either a man or a womnn can enter Into. It
is well thut Its phrasing should be seriously dlHcussed, and
It would be n great deal better if people who do not hon
estly and sincerely Intend to carry out their agreement In
botli letter and spirit should not repent tho words as bo
many Bounds without meaning. New York World.
HORSE AND TIGER.
The Value of Frivol. ty.
HICH Is worse to bo too serious or too frlv-
W A Tlolous? I have no doubt about the matter my
Iself, So far as Individuals are concerned,
unliy lively, feather-brained, pleasure-crazed
creature is almost, If not quite, as irritating
as tho deadly serious individual. Both types
are heavily represented Just now in hotels; but, apropos
of the accusation recently lodged against us that as n
nation we are becoming too frivolous, one cannot help say
ing that we are- a great deal livelier than we wero n few
years ago, and for this relief' assuredly wo havo cause
to be thankful.
In consequence we are accused of having become too
frivolous. It scorns to mo thnt wo i.... .....
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i' " i v.ii i inn r
for missions, they wnllow In philanthropy a '
wua yrni y on now religions, they will plun M
or write attacks on women, soclotv "r lnto
age, or anything clso that aives thnm ..""""Wl
in loco wero not occasionally to bo nermiv."
fenrful to think what wo Rhould becnmA J 7 .
tho nntldoto to tho twentloth-century d'lgZm
crankiness. It really keeps us snno.-Un.inr
Strong Drink and Immorality.
RAVELERH In China call attention k
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...vi.uui.n Kiiiuto hi uiorniitv A m,
,V4 lo iuo use
It produces, so nil authorities nercl .
of moral Irlloov In IU
power of discrimination between rirti
Illlllft ML VUllUirilUil.
This criticism of China mny well bo turned
nlllplnlu In flin ITnltivl Htnlnu IM i . T"1
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111 II 1I1UIJII IllVllafliM fir BI.r. J ... .
Dt.ui.g urinit Stt
rcndllv avoided than those of onlum nn u. .
utxiuiu iuuuinv.il vn iiiuiu muwiy UI1U nrir.r n ...
Buinpuun oi uiu poison.
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iiiimif lu imauijiu uiu iiuuuiijii mum nn i aa.i - j
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ii . i.itr-i ii in v ill i ill. iii'Kinii'ii nil nr I ma ... ... 1
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American public servant na opium with the Chlne
lstrator and functionary.
Evcrv cmnlovcr of labor known nn m,u. u .
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for tno public, grentest or nil employers, to nwakea
iiiti. j.iiu ii ui u uiiuni-L in uiu imiuiiu service Mould
nclled to seek oilier Holds for ills liilnsvnpm.u.
Tho True Aim of Life.
fnr Rnmof nine nf II torn turn tnm u..
nntnrn nt cniriA nf Mm !! ,
noblo alms, It Is true that a lamenUbl;
pnmnpiimi in ktipiih iio'iriv nil tfiAi-
f 1 f a 1 tl tit ft UI finrrtlft Tt t tliA i -i..
Hutu " wiu ottuiu ivt mu iivVUBSflliCl
fr n rtt nxk nvl uinnnn 'PrWktrt lu i l a t1 In a .t
iiHiL hixukkiv. uut niiuu uiu vuiiuiiiuna are inrn
having the opportunity to seek the higher thlngt
1.-4. ..!! . M..t..-L.l ft A
ii uiib o it a t uu f w va lav. uaav ii t ir iiruu MtiJ
deliberately subject themselves to the lower order of
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.1 tlana? liritnti ma 1 rt I. ..... tin.
wo cuuiu uiuy iiit'UL vAiJuiiBUB, unu jiuw we can co
- ..A l.lt 1 .1 . .1 I.
Yiiiii liiTiii l iiui iiiri i a. i u it t iiu mill rr iuih in 1111
iiuvc uu uiuviuiru jour umiua mm jiurnuiuf uqjw
uiuii:. ii a i uuin tuii kiun a a ill luuiulici mail iinr
account?" Philadelphia Ledger.
Tho Physical Ills of Temper.
ii vim 1VIU1II1 in wi'ii. i iiiiurui v
imr iin vim u 1 1 1 1 w iiiiii mat ill lis
171V1I11T wii v. in inn wiirsr iiini ii in r
.armi tinr nn v mnrni nun mniirni. hue in
uinni imrtitY 'rnmnni mrnrinmv infprip
tho nroeoHfl of rl.trostlon: it carves lictl
your faces; It wears upon tho tissues, td
nit nlivftirnl v nnd inrnrnllv nxlmusted. ni well tl
The "man-eater," a name given to a
dangerous horse In Rudyard Kipling's
tale of "The Walking Delegate," re
ceived salutary and deserved treat
ment nt the hands, or rather the hoofs,
of his fellow beasts; but the horso of
which Mr. Knighton writes In "Pri
vate Life of an Eastern King" had
never experienced a superior power,
and therefore his ferocity was untem
pered by fenr.
I was driving lu a buggy with n
friend through one of the finest of
Lucknow's streetn, on tho way to tho
palace, when wo suddenly noticed the
deserted condition of that part of tho
city. No Inhabitant was to bo seen in
any direction. "Some execution," wo
Just then we camo upon tho body of
a woman which looked as If It had
been trampled to death on tho pave
ment. On we went. No citizen was
in sight, and the houses everywhere
were closed. Tho next thing we saw
was the figure of u youth, lying dead
upon the rond. On the top of n neigh
boring house I spied one of the king's
troopers, intently looking up tho road.
"What is the matter?" I cnlled.
'The man-eater Ih-Ioobc. Wallah! ho
has turned. Look out for your safety,
sahibs. He Is wild to-dny."
I had heard of the fierce animal
owned by the troopers,
"He Is coming! Take care!" shout
ed tho man.
Far ohead wo could see the brute,
a largo bay horse, coming toward us.
He caught sight of tho vehicle, nnd
rushed forward to attack. Wo turned
rapidly round, and our horse, almost
unmanageable from terror, flow over
Awny wo went in n bad gallop to
ward an enclosure with Iron gates. As
we sped we could hear the furious
clatter of hoofs growing nearer and
nearer. We gained the gates; my com
panion leaped from the buggy and
closed them. The monster rushed up
and stood looking savagely, his nos
trils distended, his glaring eyaballs as
ferocious aa any wild beast's.
ne saw that he was foiled, turned,
kicked the Iron ban, and made for as
archway, where a part f troopers
was awaiting him. They skillfully
noosed tho brute, muzzled him, and
led him awny.
Thnt evening I mentioned tho Inci
dent to the king.
"I linvo often heard of tho man-eater.
He must be a furious beast."
"More savago than a tiger, your
. "A tiger! Good! Ho shall fight n
tiger. Wo will see what Impression
Uurrhea will make on him.
Hurrlicn was a favorite tiger, and
had never been allowed to enter a con
test In which lie could not conquer.
The next duy we all assembled In n
courtyard to see the light. The mnn
eatcr was standing lu a grent enclos
ure made by bamboo rails. Hurrhen's
cage was brought, and tho beautiful
creature was let loose.
The man-enter fixed his eyes on tho
tiger, lowered his head, nnd waited.
The tiger bounded with rapidity, nnd
landed on tho horse's haunches, Up
went the iron heels, and Uurrhea lay
After this the tiger was more cau
tious. Round' nnd round the euclosuro
he went with cntllko trend. For fully
ten minutes he kept up tho march,
then, quick as lightning, sprang. Tho
man-cater was ready, and ducked his
head low. Uurrhea leaped to his
back, nnd In an Instant tlioso torrlblo
Iron heels wero lashing up and down,
Tho tiger was thrown helplessly to
the ground, and lay with broken Juw,
crying out with pain. Tho king gavo
n signal, tho door of tho cugo was open
ed, and tho poor, defeated Uurrhea
rushed in and buried himself In tho
furthest corner. Tho man-cator stood,
orect and triumphant.
RARE ANGORA COLLIES.
Only Three of Theae Dour" Are Known
in Tlila Country,
Although the dog aristocrats are
Bupposed to havo representation In the
New York and Boston dog shows,
there is one species which Is never
represented, because the species is so
rare, says the New York Herald. This
Is the Angora collie, and there are only
three of the dogs in this country. Dr.
9. 0, Bwitzer of Springfield, Maw.,
owns one of the animals and the oth
er two are In Newbnryport, Uasa,
The peculiar characteristic of the
dee; la that, while It hsa all the Marks
of a tynlcal collie. It weigu
flv nnniwln liiufnnil fit the Ull
7V jfUIIIIUO IUIIIWMU v - -
weighs. It has tho fcatneruf
lArr ntnl in tlia Ann fltlU ill
broad and intelligent, but here
somblanco to the well-known
with all the nretty woti of
Uli oniuii n -
and her father nnd mother
brought to this country fro
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iuo mowiur iiiiii n
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. i . . m a- wi iiwniwi m in
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trv. Bnlder lms an tinusuallj
iieaci, nig, luiciMj," w-i
of brown around them; brown
Intra on back nnd side,
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wMta oToont for tho marxj w
Tho llttlo dog is extreme!
ULVl vr v ,
ftxcMlont lady's dog, butiM"
pluck, nnd Is always ready
Although born In a warm
. ii iim uncer
una siauus -'
tho Now isnginnu -
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fectly wen in wi
i,i. i .mnii nntpr ana irw
ii delicacy or wihc ' .
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t,lii1irr nml will .
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at the slightest noise.
tlve to a ar...fw2
over a cross or ru" -j.
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o rfllnl tO WHICH HM
sentcd and auggcawu , -
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minimi uiuua . i
. . ... .limiti nre ".
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coolly, "very i -miMlntlnes."