BEFORE THE GATE.
They gave the whole long day to Idle laughter.
To fitful song and Jest.
To moods of soberness as Idle, after.
And silences as idle, too. as the rest.
Bat when at last upon their way returning.
Taciturn late and loath.
Through the broad meadow In the sunset born
Ing. .
They reached the gate, one line spell hinder
ed them both.
Her heart was troubled with a subtle anguish
Such as but women know
That wait, and lest love speak or speak not,
languish.
And what they would, would rather they
would not so:
Till he said manlike nothing comprehending
or all the wondrous guile
That women won win themselves with, and
bending
Kyes of relentless asking on her the while
"Ah, if beyond this gate the path united
Our steps as far as death.
And t might open it" His voice, affrighted
At Its own daring, faltered under his breath.
Then she whom both his faith and fear en
chanted Far beyond words to tell.
Feeling her woman's linest wit bad wanted
The art he had that knew to blunder so well
-
Shyly drew near a little step, and mocking.
"Shall we not be too late
For tea?" she said. "I'm quite worn out with
walking:
Tea. thanks, your arm. And will you open
the gale?"
-Wm. Dean Howeils in New York Recorder.
TRICKED.
Wild March weather; hurrying clouds
coursing across the sky, driven by the
keen north wind which was whistling
round the dwelling places of men, sweep
ing majestically over miles of grass land
which stretched inland from the frown
ing cliffs, and sporting in reckless aban
donment of pleasure with his old play
mate the sea, lashing the brave white
horses to a swifter gallop, urging on the
waters till they leapt high upon the
rocks and dashed in mad glee against
the steady, rugged old cliffs.
Noisy, blustering, rollicking north
wind, in spite of all your rough ways,
there was " one who had come forth to
meet your embrace, who loved you for
your strength, .for your grandeur. And
the north , wind met her, to kiss her
Jaughing lips with the salt sea spray,
strengthen .her heart with her stirring
song, touch the dark hair with his fin
gers, challenge the sparkling, smiling
eyes, which resisted, outwitted, defied
him. till he loved her in his own whole
hearted fashion, and swept onward tell
ing her name to sea and sky and shore
Marina, Child of the Ocean.
Sir Denis Beanchamp, making his way
op the steep cliff, stood up for a moment
gazing in silent wonder at the frail look
ing little figure, which not only with
stood the tempestuous blast, but seemed
actually to enjoy it A smile parted his
fine cut lips as he took in first the whole
picture, and then the particular beauty
of the sweet flowerlike face turned sea
ward.
' Suddenly Marina turned and saw the
-stranger. He immediately accosted her.
and she noticed that his smile lit up a
somewhat plain face.
"Lady Katharine has sent me to bring
you home, he said.
"Then you are Sir .Denis. But how
did you know me?"
"1 fancied there could be but one young
lady desirous of making friends with
such a very rough customer as this north
wind."
"We are great friends. It is delight
ful up here. Jook at that tossing sea;
isn t it .beautiful!
' "Beautiful! be replied. But he was
not looking at the sea.
. Lady .Katharine Dyson- watched .the
pair approach as they came np from the
beach into. her well kept grounds.
"All .goes well." she murmured and
smiled.
Lady Katharine, desiring a companion
for the winter at Thirltown, had remem
bered her cousin Eleanor's orphan child,
and Marina, being only seventeen and
- alone in the world, had been very thank
ful to make her home with Lady Kath
arine. ' All had gone well till the return
of the bachelor squire of Heathcote Hall,
who some weeks later startled Lady
Katharine by a sudden remark on Mari
na's beauty. ,
Lady ' Katharine answered lightly:
"Don't loose your heart too quickly. She
does not quite carry her character in her
pretty face." , -
Was there a covert sting in the words?
Heathcote put away the fancy as absurd.
"Too late wi th your advice. Lady Kath
' arine. tf 'l ever marry 1 shall marry that
girl."
Perfectly unconscious was he of the
effect of this -speech upon his listener.
Possessed himself of no" more than a
friendly regard -for her, and being by
nature somewhat unobservant, it bad
never uawnea upon mm mat sne coma
regard him as more than a friend. In
. deed, it would -have rather offended his
unwordly and .quixotic' sense of honor
had he known that a married woman, and
she the wife of his old chum, Oeorge Dy
son (who was then dispensing justice in
. Indian law courts), .had . conceived - for
him feelings nothing short of infatua
tion, all the fiercer for being kept so rig
orously under -restraint. So he spoke in
all good faith, and Marina, standing afar
in the sunlight, knew, not that fate was
weaving into her web of life the love of
an honest man and the hate of a jealous
woman. .
. . The long night Jkours brought no sleep
to Katharine Dyson, but Marina found
her next morning calm as ever, and, if
anything, a shade kinder than usual;
' - while all there was to show as the result
of that night watching was a little note
: addressed to Sir Denis Beanchamp. wbich
found him . at his club, .. and brought
a smile to his lips. The contents were
brief: "Come down for a week or so.
Attractions saving, . of course, my o
- ciety best described by a ronnd O. but
for one thing, and that a fair thirig. As
you love me, come, and I promise yon
shall not be bored."
Three days later he came, and Lady
Katharine, watching him approach, the
yes bent upon the sweet face which the
north wind bad kissed into mora than
wonted beauty, murmured, "All goes
welL"
At any rate, Marina thought all was
well. She asked no questions respecting
him, and, indtfcd. there was always a lit
tle air of reticence about her which Sir
Denis found delightful Accustomed to
the ways of women, and Bmiled upon by
almost every type of them, he was
amused to find that this darkeyed little
sea maiden had wit enough to hold her
own against his attack. It made the con
test rather more interesting. Had she
bent that dainty head of hers to his first
touch, be would have left her and gone
back to bis old familiar haunts without
giving her another thought But she
was a hardy little flower, and, seeing the
bravery of her bearing, he waited on
from day to day, from week to week.
The season in town was a dull one; he
had been a little bored before leaving,
and this child was worth studying.
But Arthur Heathcote failed to under
stand the gradual change in her and
wooed her still in his somewhat heavy
fashion. He took courage to remark to
Lady Katharine: "1 declare I believe she
likes me best. Isn't she a bit shy with
Beanchamp? Just a little afraid of him,
it strikes me."
Was she afraid of Sir Denis? Her
words failed her now and then; her
merry speech had a tncK or dropping
into silence when his hand touched hers
ever so lightly. The eea murmured
strange things as they wandered together
in unfrequented ways.
You love it? he said, as she staid
her steps beside it.
It is my world. I was born at sea.
Its music was my slumbering song in in
fancy, my joy song in childhood, my
dream song always"
"And shall be now?"
Only a something in the voice, the
look; only a bent head and lips which
stay; they did not brush the fairy dust
from the pretty butterfly's wing. Not
yet, not quite yet.
"Happy Marina!" he said; "happy
child! My sea sings a rougher song. It
is the sea of the world."
"You love it?" she questioned demure
ly, echoing bis phrase and beating back
the riotous thoughts.
"It loves me; is not that enough?"
She laughed softly. ' "Quite enough. I
am glad you do not love it more."
"Who taught you to scorn the world?"
"Scorn it? 1 respect it as a mighty in
stitution. Do I not listen with due rev
erence to the world maxims and world
stories you and Lady Katharine repeat?"
There was a faint inflection of sorrow
in his tone as be replied: "Don't let her
spoil you, little one. The life song the
sea sings you is a nobler one than ours."
"As U-od'8 world is nobler than man's."
She stole away very quietly on their
return, and left him alone wish Lady
Katharine. They talked on indifferent
subjects. . .
"You are pleased to be dull, Denis.
Are you beginning to be bored?"
"Bored? No."
"You find Marina interesting?'
"Very."
' Then silence. Lady Katharine poked
the fire to a blaze that she might see his
face. It was inscrutable.
At length he spoke. ."I wonder, Kitty,
what induced you to ask me here just
now?"
"Life in Thirltown was not amusing
me. Is not that sufficient?"
"Flatterer! 1 might; believe you but
for one thing. Since ' my arrival you
have scarcely -vouchsafed me a single
hour of your undivided attention." .
"You have, nevertheless, amused your
self." "Yes. You asked me to take her off
your hands for a time, and have taken
care to give me every opportunity. You
have told her?" -
"1 have not supposed it necessary." ..
"It is necessary. You will tell her to
night." "And you?"
' "It is not a subject I care to allude to.
1 shall be silent, provided you promise
she shall know."
!'l will make my opportunity."
The days passed, and every morning
the' dark eyes met the sun more gladly,
and every night the red lips parted in
more tender ' tasmon on repeating ms
name.
Lady Katharine watched her closely.
"All goes well," she murmured still, and
at .last she' made her opportunity,
Thirltown was en fete for Easter, and
Lady Katharine Dyson gave a ball at the
park.-' Marina's first ball; a new delight
of the enchanted region into which she
.had entered that wild March morning..
"The .incarnation 'of spring," . Baid
Heathcote, moved almost to poetic fancy
by the sight of her radiant face.
"Perhaps. But spring ts capricious.
and chills with cutting breath when
most we are rejoicing in her beauty,"
-said Katharine, hating the child yet
more.- . .
"My little siren," whispered Denis as
be and Marina glided past. - -
"To lure men to destruction? Say
rather"
"1 will say nothing beyond this rich
praise, that you alone are you."
four little butterfly, basking in such
sun rays of speech, believing the flowers
would never' fade or the magic light
erow dim.
Heathcote. with blind pertinacity, re
fused to. be discouraged. Pis chance
was surely a good one; he woald put it
to the test at once. Katharine, divining
his intention,' felt that the hour of her
triumph -drew near. "She will refuse
him, and he will come to me then, and
will team to care more than ever he
cared before. It is the way-of men. I
have tricked her into it:-1 have done
well, and now" ' . '
Marina danced on, innocent, beauti
ful, happy. Thss hour of .delight was
the crown of her seventeen years, and
life was very fair. Sir Denis, scarcely
left tier side; he found her strangely in
teresting, more so than be cared to, con
fess. Was a child like this to snare him
into love's sweet folly? be asked himself.
Bah! he would spend this evening, with
her, and he would leave her forever to
morrowperhaps. Heathcote claimed
her- at last, but she hardly noticed his
remarks, till his earnest declaration and
proposal ronsed her from her abstrac
tion. Dismay overpowered her; she re
fused to listen. "Not tonight, not to
night," she cried incoherently. She could
not bring pain into. this perfect hour.
She moved away slightly, with flushed
face and tear dimmed eyes. Lady
Katharine saw the gesture, and, think
ing her work was done, stepped forward
unnoticed.
"Marina, may 1 take you off for a few
minutes? I want to introduce you to
some people."
Marina gladly suffered herself to be
led away. They met Sir Denis.
- "My dance?"
"No; Lady Katharine wants me."
"The next, then?"
'Yes, the next."
A backward look and glad smile as
they moved oh into a small boudoir.
Lady Katharine fastened the door. Then
she drew the child to her.
"Marina, I want to speak to you
quietly: You are very young, dear; your
ignorance of the world's ways is pretty.
You hardly seem to understand the rules
of society." '
: Marina glanced up wonderingly.
"You have no mother, dear, and must
not quarrel with me for giving a word
of warning. Really, my child, I must
ask you to be more careful, and not
dance quite so often with Sir Denis."
"Is that all?" laughed Marina softly;
"I thought I must have done something
very dreadful."
But she drew apart while speaking,
and shivered slightly.
"I have not been with him more than
usual, have V
"But this is so public: and, my dear,
he is a terrible flirt."
"Yes."
Then Lady Katharine lost her temper.
"Don't stand there so calmly and think
you can sarry on as you like, and make
a fool of such a man as Arthur Heath
cote with impunity. Bah! you little
fool: you have been played with like-a
doll, as many another has" been before
you. Ask your gay lover when he last
saw his wife. Badly as he treats her,
she may claim a little respect, and it is
not decent to see you flirting publicly
like this with him. I tell you he is a
married man."
"1 know it"
Not a tremor, not a movement sug
gusted the agony of the child standing
with head erect, facing her foe, and act
ing the lie so bravely that her listener
was foiled. She had meant to crush
this beautiful little being to the earth;
and. behold! the blow seemed to have
glanced harmlessly aside.
"You knew it? And are you not
ashamed you, who pretend to be so in
nocent, so far above the vanities of life?"
"Pardon, Lady Katharine. How often
have you not tried to instill into me some
of the world's righteous doctrines? And
is it net one of its first articles of belief
that marriage opens the golden gate to
flirtation? You yourself would you be
so very angry if some one were to flirt
just a little with a married woman?" .
The shot told, but Marina only no
ticed it with a sort of pity. She used
her weapons of self defense with a heavy
heart; she longed for escape for death;
but her voice never faltered.- .
It is different altogether," cried Kath
arine wrathfully. "A married woman
may do as she likes; but for a young
girl to lead a man on so disgracefully is
abominable!"
We have only been amusing each
other. Lady Katharine. ' There is no
harm done," said Marina, with a little
laugh. "Besides, I have only forestalled
my privileges slightly. 1 shall very soon
be married to Mr. Heathcote. and then,
you see, 1 can do as 1 like."
. The elder woman caught her by the
arm in -a frenzy of rage. ' "It is false!
You are lying to me, . You have refused
hiin?" '
"No. I have accepted him." smiled
Marina. "And now i ' really must run
away, for he ; and Sir Denis will be ex
pecting me and your guests will be look
ing for ybu."
She escaped, but her task was not
quite over. A look and a very few words
sealed her fate, and Heathcote could
scarcely believe in his happiness.
Then, unable to bear more, she rushed
blindly out into the night, down to the
surging, sobbing sea, out to the cold,
kind breath of heaven. There Denis
found her, his little sea maiden, whom
the north wind had kissed so long ago.
-' "To him she could not lie; to him the
whole story was laid bare.
"Swear to me, Denis, as you love
me or, rather, as I thought you loved
me" ... . ... . .
"I do love you. You are the one pure
loye of my. life." And he spoke the
truth, v . -' -
"Swear : to- me she shall never know.
She tricked me so cruelly. Oh, Denis!
do not let her triumph altogether!"
"1 promise. ' ' "
'. Poor little butterfly, all th.9 gold dust
was brushed' from .its pretty wings, .all
the sunlight gone.' . . .
They looked over'the waste of waters.
"Slumber song, love song," she mur
mured "and now the death song, too."
. Lady Katharine, as often as she meets
society's . favorite, Arthur Heathcote's
beautiful young wife, feels a dumb rage
and shame possess her, for she knows
only too well which has triumphed.
London World.
Taking Down Vain Tonne Bfan.
On one occasion, it is said, a vain and
foppish young Scotch, nobleman, in Lady
Blessington's drawing room, was talking
about his countrymen, when spme one
asked him why it was that all the Scotch
men abroad seemed to be intellectually
superior men. - t
"It i v e-Misc," said the young lord,'
"we keep well qualified watchmen at all
the roads leading out of Scotland, who
suffer no man to go out of the country
who is not thoroughly intelligent.
"Then." said Lady Blessington, "I sup
pose your lordship was smuggled
Youth r Companion.
Th Way He Looked at It.
'Is love blind? -. :
l am afraid my love is. She says she
can't sec any advantage In marrying
me. Harper's Bazar.
Trying Days for tba Fat Han.
These are the days when the man who
tips the scales at 250 and wears the
largest sized collar has a delightful time
on the cars..
He hoards the train with a genial smile
for all fat men are jolly and are born
for the express purpose of laughing their
way through this vale of tears.
In a few moments, however, he does
not feel half so gay. He fans himself
with his paper, bnt that only gives the
perspiration a chance to assert itself in
large globules and play tag down his
neck and chase itself across his rubicund
face.. ... -
He must have the window up. so he
makes a grab for the side spring and the
lifter. But the window stays .right where
it is. He is now hotter than ever.
He wades in muttered expletives. He
anatnematizes tne raiiroaa corporation.
He turns nervously in his seat, but his I
clothes stack to him like a porous plaster.
He tries to make a dignified swoop for
the ice water tank, but he bumps into
seat after seat and is forced to make a
dozen apologies, each serving to make
him madder.
And thus he pursues his tortuous jour
ney with wheezes of disgust, while he
swelters and melts and continues to try
to keep cooL-Aibany Argus.
, larfe Herds of Wild Animals.
xnougn who. game nas oeen aecimatea
in number within the, past few years by
unscrupulous nun vers, it is not au gone
yet . Still it is even rare to see even an
antelope close to the . city, though now
and then a small band of blacktail deer
will come down from the hills to drink
at the city springs, or a stray elk may be
seen between here and Sheep mountain.
On this account the sight witnessed by
flharlea Bonk, who rLine in from North
Park, was an exceedingly interesting
When
near the
iTounSHo
ST andaTera o. T-
telope, so numerous that he could not
count them, grazing altogether in a little
tU1
to his presence, so he took a good look.
It reminded him of a visit to the zoolog
ical gardens in some eastern city to see
such a number and variety of animals
congregated together in so small a space.
' Rats in a Mulberry Tree.
. Bats have taken possession f a large
mulberry tree along Frankford creek.
rr-1 . . ..v.- i - I l...4 - .1
drive off an birds, but when disturbed
by the approach of a human being they
drop headlong from the branches of the
tree to the ground and run off until the
coast is clear for their return after more
Demes. seven sieeK roaenis were seen
to drop from the tree. in succession yes-
terdav. Boston Record. -
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' Impure or vitiated blood Is nine
times out of ten caused by some
on that dog, up the .y.tem
when the blood naturally be-
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attempt to reach this condition
by attacking the blood with the
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old and obsolete. Joy's Vegetable Sarsaparilla is
modern. It eoes to the scat of the trouble. It
arouses the liver, kidneys and bowels to' health
ful action, and invigorates the circulation, and
the impurities are quickly carried off through
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Try it and noto its delightful
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its, for I coiiid feel it was work- fig
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and everything Is now working full nnd regular."
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Tfia consumption
' of tea largely in
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England, Russia, and
" the principal Euro-
; pean tea-drinking
countries. . But .it
' does not grow in .
' America. And not
alone that, bnt thou
sands of Europeans
who ' leave Europe
ardent lovers of tea,
upon arriving In the
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"altogether."
This state of things is due to the fact that
the Americans think so much of business
and so little of their palates that they permit
China add Japan to ship them their cheapest
and ' most worthless teas. Between the
wealthy classes of China and Japan and the
exacting and cultivated tea-drinkers of
Europe, the finer teas find a ready market.
The balance of the crop comes to America.
Is there any wonder, then, that our taste for
tea does not appreciate?
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