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    HOW I SAID YES.
My godfathers and my godmothers in
my baptism called me "Olive," and they
'lived to be heartily ashamed of them
velyea for it, for never was there a cliilJ
'with a more mistaken name. A twl
liferent state was my normal condition.
I do not remember my nurses, but I hr.v-t
gr&co enough to pity them. The uiiller;t
of my teachers considered me 'unruly,"
. and yon can ask Geoffrey what he
thought of me a year ago. Now it in
different. I have found my master, and
I believe 1 rather like it Thia is how it
came about:
Geoffrey had asked me three times to
-marry him, and three times I had said
"No" in the most decided manner. Bnt
that never made the least difference to
iim. He only laughed, and said I would
know my own mind better next time.
"I suppose," I Baid. yon mean to ass
me once a quarter?"
"Is that enough?"
Too often, a great deal, sir."
Well, then, we will say once in six
Months, Miss Olivet
And then he walked smilingly away,
and began some nonsensical talk with
father about Dr. Koch and his bewilder
ing theories.
The last asking was just at the begin
ning of warm weather, and father, who
thought Geoffrey's opinion, infallible,
asked him where he would advise us to
jro for the summer.
I had made up my mind to go to Long
'Branch, and 1 said so very distinctly,
bnt Geoffrey proposed some out of the
way place in the Virginia mountains.
Then he painted it in snch glowing col
ors that nothing would satisfy father
bat a personal investigation. It was all
Geoffrey's doing, and I told him so at
the railway station.
"It is your doing, sir," I said, and I
hall remember yon for it."
"Thanks, Olive," he replied; "there is
nothing I fear but forgetfulness."
I wanted to speak unmistakably to
bom, bnt the train moved, and I felt that
it would be only waste of material. .
At the end of the second day we got to
our destination. It was a pretty place, 1
- must acknowledge that. Nature had
done all she could for it, bnt art and civ
ilization had passed it by. The men
- were simply "frights," and the women
-were well, none too good for the men.
The bouses were log cabins, through
which daylight peeped and the wind
blew as it listed. But there was of
course a big white hotel there always
is. I have no doubt if we had gone to
Stanley falls or Guthrie we should have
found a hotel and a proprietor the in
stitution is nbiquit&ry. We procured
rooms, and my trunks were with some
difficulty got np the hill and the flight
of wooden steps into the hall ..
"1 suppose." 1 said, with a resigned
look at father, "there is no use in taking
them upstairs. I can have no use for my
dresses here?"
. As yon like, Olive," he replied, in one
at his meek and mild ways, "as you like.
dear; that gray thing yon have on looks
pretty well, and it does not show the
dirt."
After this remark of course I had every
trunk, bonnet box and sachel taken up
stairs; and the noise and confusion, and
ven the occasional bad word their size
and weight called forth; were quite
grateful to me.
"It is not my fault," I explained. "If
people will build stairs like corkscrews I
-am not responsible.
' In this amiable mood we took pos
-ion, and I think, if Geoffrey had known
what I was thinking about it, as I did
np my hair and put on my white even
ing dress, he would have lost a trifle of
bis self complacency that is, if men
ver do make a loss of that kind. The
first thing that pleased me was the sup
per. It really was good, particularly
the berries and cream, which are a spe
cialty with me.
"Hut, sir, 1 inquired, "are there any
"Christians here besides ourselves?
"It is to be hoped so, Olive. I sa
little church in the valley." .
"Pshaw, father! I did not mean church
Christians, I mean society Christians."
"Ah. they are different, are they?
Well, what do yon think of Augusta
nnmgton for a Christian?"
Augusta Pennington! Is she here?''
1 asked, amazed.
"No, she is not, bnt her brother lives
within two miles, and he has a daughter
-about the same age as yourself. Mrs.
Pennington wrote them we should be
fcere today; they will doubtless call in
the morning."
Well, I did not care if they did. The
dresses in my trunks were sufficient to
, inspire any woman with comfortable as
surance. The next morning I made
beautiful toilet, bnt neither Mr. nor Miss
Laoelles called. Just after supper
beard a little stir and bustle on the
stairs, a rippling laugh, the rustle of
silken robes, and, leaning on her father
arm, Miss Lovelies entered. She was
beautiful; 1 saw that at a glance; tall
and pale and ladylike, reminding you of
a fair white lily.
We soon struck np a friendship
girl's friendship, I mean. Some one has
aid that there is no friendship between
the sexes, and some one is mistaken,
think, for the world holds no safer friend
for a woman than an honorable man.
woman's friendship is very likely to be
the result of convenience, contiguity, or
t being, as my father rather sneeringly
remarked, "the only Christian within
. bail or each otner." Mary snowed me
all her dresses and told me her secrets,
and I returned the compliment, mindful
f Burns' advice to still "keep-epmething
to myseT I wadna tell to ony.
Life settled down into an unexciting
bnt endurable routine. Mary and
-visited each other and arranged our next
winter's campaign, for I had invited her
-to pass the cold weather with me
New York. One day, in the middle of
tte of these pleasant chats, a servant
xime in and handed me a card. The
name on it roused at once all the an
tagonism in my nature. It was:
: GEOFFREY OABSKSS.
Now, it so happened that the existence
i of this gentleman w:vh i - one thing 1
' had kept baci in my confidences with
Mary. So I had now to explain who and
what he was. I wanted her to coiue
into the parlor with me: but ' no. site
would go home firnt ami dreto; but r:i-
promised to be back to tea.
I disliked Geoffrey,, yet I was glad to
e him. My mental faculties were
rustuig for want of attrition. Father
would uot quarrel with me. and Mar;
was my only face curd. I could no:
throw her away. Besides, I liked to sot-
his great, handsome figure in the room 1
He was so full of life that he seemed to
vitalize even the chairs and stools: they
tumbled about and got out of the way in
the strangest manner. I told him about
Mary Lacelles. and warned him that he
would lose his heart. He gravely told
me he had none to lose.
Imagine six feet two inches of man
hood without a heart!
We waited tea for Mary, bnt she did
not come till quite dark, and we had be
gun tea. She said she had been detained
by company, but 1 knew better than
that. She was dressed with reference
to candle light effect, and would not lose
its influence on her first appearance. I
never saw her look so lovely. Her rose
colored dress, with its broad shimmer
ing bands of white silk, wonderfully en
hanced her charms. Geoffrey looked de
lighted, and she gave him the full bene
fit of both her upward and downward
glances.
When tea was over I left the room a
few minutes, and when 1 came back
found Geoffrey and Mary sitting oppo
site each other, 'with the chessboard be
tween them as an excuse for flirtation.
The move had been so rapid that I was
astonished, and a little angry, too; and
father did not improve matters by whis
pering as 1 passed his chair: ,
"Checkmated, Oliver
It was not a pleasant evening to me.
and it was the beginning of many un
pleasant ones.
"How it cam let doctors tell, bnt 1
began to like Geoffery just as soon as he
began to like Mary. I called np pride to
the rescue, but it did not help me much.
and I suffered a good deal in watching
Geoffrey's attentions to Mary and listen
ing to her prattle about him. I thought
her supremely silly, and I told her so.
She was astonished at my petnlance, but
I don't think the suspected the truth.
Only father did that, and he looked so
Serve you right, miss," that I longed
for him to be a woman for an hour or so.
that I might talk back to him,
One day, after Geoffrey had been a
month with us. a riding party was pro
posed to the top of the mountain. Fath
er and 1. Geoffrey and Mary that would
be the order, of course, and I was pre
pared for that: but there is a last straw
in every burden, and my last straw was
this incident: They were mounted and
waiting for me, when Mary dropped her
glove. From my window I saw Geoffrey
pick it up. put it on the hand laid so
confidingly in his. and then kiss it. Af
ter that I was not going to ride for king
nor kaiser. I sent a positive refusal to
all entreaties, and as soon as they were
out of sight indulged in a good, refresh
ing cry. I cried myself to sleep, and
woke about dusk with a new born pur
pose in my heart which comforted me
wonderfully, the keynote of which was.
She stoops to conquer. "tt I did not
dress again. I knew they were to take
tea at Mr. Lace lies', so I threw my dress
ing gown around me, and taking a novel
in my hand, I ordered a cup of strong
tea and went into the sitting room. As
I walked in at one door, Geoffrey walked
in at the other.
"I came to take - yon to Mr. Lacelles'.
Olive," he said.
How do you propose doing it; sir?
For unless yon bind me hand and foot,
and get a couple of darkies to tote me
there, I really don t think yon will suc
ceed."
"I could carry yon myself."
"Could you. I don't think yon woald
enjoy the journey."
Will you dare me to do it?"
Not to-night. I should like to insnrc-
my life first."
"Olive, yon have been crying.
"I have not, sir," indignantly. "And
if I have, what is that to you?" reproach
fully. A great deal. Oh, Olive, yon teas
ing, provoking, bewitching little mortal!
How often must I tell you I love you?
How often must I ask yon to marry me?
It is not six months since the last
time, Geoffrey."
"I don t care: it seems like six years.
And, oh, Olive, yon know that yon love
me."
I do not."
'Yon have loved me ever since yot
were 8 years old."
"I have not. '
"Now yon must take me forever or
leave me forever to-night. I have asked
yon three times before."
"Four times, sir.
"Well, four times, then. Odd num
bers are lucky; here is the fifth time.
You know what I want, Olive your
promise to be mine. Is it to be? . Now
or never!" -
I suppose every one has a good angel.
Mine must have been at its post just
then, for a strange feeling of humility
and gentleness came over me. I glanced
np at the handsome face all aglow with
love's divine light; at the eyes full of
gracious entreaty; at- the arms half
stretched ont to embrace me. Yet pride
struggled hard with love. I stood np si
lent and trembling, quite unable to ac
knowledge myself vanquished until 1
saw him turn away grieved and sorrow
ful. Then I said:
"Geoffrey, come back; it is now."
That is the way I said "Yes," and 1
have never been sorry for it. If I live
to be as old as Methuselah I shall never
be a meek woman; but still I suit
Geoffrey, and I take more kindly to his
authority than I ever did to paternal
rule. Father laughs with sly triumph
at Geoffrey's victory, and he sent me as
a wedding present a handsome copy of
"The Taming of the Shrew." Amelia
E. Barr in New York Ledger.
Hard work is not bo apt to injure a
horse as the failure to receive proper at
tention after the work.
THIRTEEN YEARS IN ARCTIC SEAS.
Terrible IMaeovery of a Sea, Captain Owe
One Hundred Yeatri Ago. -
One evening in the middle of August,
1775, Capt. Warren, the master of a
Greenland whale ship, found himself be
calmed among an immense number of
icebergs in abont 7 dees, north latitude.
They wereof immense height and wedged
together, and a succession of snowcov
ered peaks appeared behind them as far
as the eye could rpuch, showing that the
ocean was completely blocked np in that
quarter. i
Capt. Warren did not feel altogether
satisfied with his situation, but there be
ing no wind he could not move, and he
therefore kept a strict watch, knowing
that he would be safe so long as the bers
kept their situation. One night after a
violent storm the captain found that his
ship had sustained no serious injury, and
that the accumulated icebergs had be
come disarranged and separated, and
tinvt a kind of canal had been formed
through which his ship could pass.
After he had proceeded , a few miles a
ship made its appearance about midday.
The sun shone brightly at the time.
At first the bergs prevented the cap
tain from seeing much of her bnt her
masts, bnt he was struck with the strange
manner in which her sails were disposed
and with the 'dismantled aspect of her
yards and rigging. She continued to go j
before the wind, and then grounded and
remained motionless. The captain's cu- j
riosity was so much excited that he im-
mediately jumped iiito a boat with sev
eral of the crew and rowed toward her.
On approaching her he observed that she
was considerably weather beaten, and
not a soul appeared on deck, which was
covered with snow to a considerable
depth. He then hailed her crew several
times, but no answer was returned.
Previous to stepping on board an open
port hole caught his eye, and on looking
into it he perceived a man reclining back
in a chair with writing materials on a
table before him, but the feebleness of
the light made everything indistinct.
The party went upon deck, and hav
ing removed the hatchway, after a few
moments pausp they descended to the
cabins. They first came to the ' apart
ment which Capt. Warren had viewed
through the port hole. A tremor seized
him as he entered it. Its inmate Btill
retained the same position and was insen
sible of the entrance of strangers. He
was found to be a corpse, and a ' green
damp mould had covered his cheeks and
forehead and veiled his open eyeballs.
He had a pen in his hand, and the log
book lay in front of him.
Neither fuel nor wood could be found
anywhere, and the captain was prevent
ed by the superstitions prejudices of his
seamen from examining the vessel as
minutely as he could wish. He there
fore carried away the log book, returned
to his own ship, and steered to the south
ward deeply impressed with the awful
example which he had just witnessed of
the dangers of navigating the Polar seas.
On returning to England he made in
quiries respecting vessels that had disap
peared, and by comparing results with
the documents he ascertained the name
and history of the frozen ship, and found
she had been there thirteen years previ
ous to the time of his discovering her.
Sheffield Telegraph.
t Bepuitluc Telegrams. I
Telegraph companies persistently print j
at the top of their message blanks a
warning that they are not responsible
for mistakes in transmission, aud they
also proffer, in very small type, the ad
vice that "to guard against mistakes or
delays the sender of a message should
order it repeated; that is, telegraphed
back to the originating office for com
parison," at an additional charge of one
half the regular rate. The notice has
steadily adorned the blanks in spite of
court decisions that the companies are
responsible for errors, whether the mes
sages are repeated or not, and in spite of
the additional fact that it is rarely read,
or, if it is, the interest excited is only
casual. Nobody ever seems to accept
the advice regarding repetition. -
An operator, speaking of the old no
tice recently, said that in an experience
of fifteen years he had never seen but
one message bearing the order to repeat,
and it was regarded as a great curiosity.
This message fell a victim to excessive
caution. It was bound from New fork
to San Francisco. It contained bnt one
word, the little word "Yes." It was re
ligiously repeated back from every relay
station between the Atlantic and Pacific,
bnt by some misfortune, due to a second
of abstraction on the part of an oper
ator, or to a timely bnt unfortunate
"flip" of the instrument, the word was
changed to "No." A big row ensued
and an operator in New York nearly losi
his position. New York Times.
Healtbfulneas of the Electric Light.
The healthfuiness of the electric light
was recently illustrated in a striking
manner. Some railway men were dis
cussing in a car factory the relative ad
vantages of illumination by gas and
electricity, and the advocates of each
system remained unconvinced by the
other. Finally the superintendent of the
factory suggested that the matter could
easily be . put to a practical test, " and
turning on the-gas in the smoking com
partment of an adjacent car ud invited
the officials inside. It is Baid that their
stay was of the briefest, for in a very
few minutes even the strongest of them
had to succumb to the heat and oppres
sion and to seek the outer air. '
A like test, made in a compartment
lighted by incandescents, was attended
by a very different result, and the ver
dict which followed was unanimous for
the cooL wholesome light.. This will
readily be understood by tboee who, ac
customed to the electric light, have oc
cation to sit in gaslit rooms in whieh
the sensex heaviness often becomes op
pressrve. New York Telegram.
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m
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Mrs. Brown Then give him some of
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