CHI
A SUMMER SOLITUDE.
feroad slopes, robed regally In purple ling.
Where green, moist mpss and scented thyme
lie hid;
And harebells' hang the wind stirred grass
amid;
And ferns and foxgloves fringe the peat stained
. spring.
Here flames a yellow tuft of furze, and there
A narrow patch of vivid color shows
The ant built hillocks where the cistos grows;
And ruddy bracken starts up everywhere.
The scattered sheep stray singly o'er the waste;
Above, the plover sounds his plaintive pipe.
Out yonder rise a pair of startled snipe.
And seek fresh shelter with a timid haste.
And far out west there gleams the wide gray
A silver glory where the snnsprite spills
His subtle charm and 'neath the northern
hills
Faint smoke goes np of cities of the plain.
A silent, solemn place and holy ground, .
Where God speaks in a still small voice, which
they
Hear not who hurry by; but those who stay
Aad hearken catch the tender whispered sound,
' And hearing, gain a strange, strong peace of
heart;
A new, sweet patience for the pains of life;
A calmer courage for its stern, fierce strife;
A conscious power to do a nobler part.
G. Duncan Grey in Chambers' Journal.
THE COUNTS PICTURE.
We were stationed at the little village
of Z. We used to meet at each other's
rooms, where we never saw anything
bat one another's uniforms.
There was only one man among us who
did not belong to the regiment. He was
about thirty-five, and, of course, we
looked upon him as an old fellow. He
had the advantage of experience, and his
' habitual gloom, stern features and his
sharp tongue gave him great influence
over his juniors.
He was surrounded by a certain mys
tery. His principal recreation was pistol
shooting. The walls of his room were rid
dled with bullets a perfect honeycomb.
One afternoon about ten officers were
dining with Silvio. They drank as nsnal;
that is to say, a great deal. After dinner
we asked our host to make a pool. For a
long time ho refused on the ground that
he seldom played. At last he ordered
cards to be brought iu.
Among us on tiiis occasion was an of
ficer who. had but lately joined." While
playing he Jibsentmindedly scored a
.point too much. Silvio took-the chalk
and corrected the score in his own fash
ion. The- officer, supposing him to have
Blade a mistake, began to explain. Sil
vio went on dealing in silence. The
officer, losing patience, took the brush
and rubbed out what he thought was
wrong.
Silvio took the chalk and recorrected
it The officer, heated with . wine and
play and irritated by the laughter of the
company, t thought himself aggrieved,
and in a fit of passion seized a brass can
dlestick and threw it at Silvio, who only
-just managed to avoid the missile.
Great was our confusion. Silvio got
np, wliite with rage, and said with
sparkling eyes: ?
"Sir, have the goodness to withdraw,
and you may thank God that this has
happened in my own house!"
At the riding school next day we were
already asking one another, whether the
young lieutenant -was etiH alive, when
he appeared among us. We asked him
the same question, and were told that he
had not yet heard from Silvio.
We were astonished. ' '
We went to Silvio's and found him in
the courtyard popping bullet after bullet
into an ace which he had gummed to the
gate. .
Silvio did not fight. He accepted a
flimsy apology and became reconciled to
the man who had insulted him.
Silvjo's letters tised to be addressed to
our regiment, and he usually called for
them himself. On on.e occasion a letter
having been, handed to him, I saw him
break the seal and, with a look of great
impatience, read the contents.
"Gentlemen," said Silvio, "circum
stances demand my immediate depar
ture." With these words he flurriedly
left.
I went to Silvio's shortly after 'to bid
him goodby.
"Perhaps we shall never meet again,"
he said. "Before saying goodby I want
to have a few words with you.
"You thought it odd,' he continued,
tha$ I did not require satisfaction from
- that drunken maniac. Six years ago 1
received a slap -in the face, and my
enemy still lives."
"Did you not fight him?" I inquired. i
"I did fight him," replied Silvio, "and '
here is a memento of our duel."
He rose and took from a cardboard
box a red cap with a gold tassel and gold
. braid. 1
"In my time dissipation was the
fashion," he went on, "and I was the
jnoet dissipated man in the army.
"My comrades adored me, while the
commanders of the regiment,' who were
constantly being changed, looked upon
me as an incurable evil.
- -VI was calmly, or rather boisterously,
enjoying my reputation, when a certain
young man joined our regiment. He
was rich and came of a distinguished
family I will not name him. . ''
"I took a dislike to him. His success
in the regiment and in the society of
women brought me to despair. I tried
to pick a quarrel with him.
"At a ball at the house of Polish
landed proprietor, seeing him receive
marked attention from all the ladies and
especially from the lady of the house,
who had formerly been on very friendly
terms with me; I whispered some low
. insult in his ear.
"He flew into a passion and gave me a
slap on the cheek. We clutched our
swords; the ladies fainted; we were sepa
rated, and the same night we drove out
to fight.
"It was nearly daybreak. I was stand
ing at the appointed spot with my three
seconds. How impatiently I awaited my
opponent! The spring sun had risen and
it was growing hot.
"At. last I saw him in the distance. He
was on foot, accompanied only by one
Mcond. We advanced to meet him. He
J approached, holding in his hand his regt
i mnnfnl mi) filled full of black cherries. '
"The seconds measured twelve paces.'
It was forme to. fire first. But my ex
citement was so great that I could not
depend upon the certainty of my hand;
and in order to give myself time to get
calm, I ceded the first shot to my adver
sary. He would not accept it, and we
decided to cast lots.
"The number fell to him, constant fa
vorite of fortune that he was! He
timed, and put a bullet through my
cap. .
"It was now my turn. His life at
last was in my hands; I looked at him
eagerly, trying hard to detect some
faint shadow- of uneasiness. But he
stood beneath my pistol, picking put
ripe cherries from his cap and spitting
out the stones, some of which fell near
me.
"His indifference enraged me,
" 'What is the use,' thought 1, 'of de
priving him of life, when he sets no
value upon it 7 As this savage thought
flitted through my brain I lowered the
pistol.
" 'You don't seem tb be ready for
death,' ! said; 'you are eating your
breakfast, and I don't want to interfere
with you.'
" 'You don't interfere with me in the
least,' he replied. 'Be good ' enough to
fire; or don't fire if you prefer it; the
shot remains with you, and I shall be at
your service at any moment.' -
"I turned to the seconds, informing
them that I had no intention of firing
that day, and with this the duel ended.
I resigned my commission and retired to
this little place. Since then not a single
day has passed that I have not thought
of my revenge, and now the hour has
arrived." .
Silvio took from his pocket the letter
he had received that morning, and handed
it to me to read. Some one (it seemed to
be his business agent) wrote to him from
Moscow, that a certain individual was
soon to be married to a young and beau
tiful girl.
"You guess," said Silvio, "who the
certain individual is. I am starting for
Moscow. We shall see whether he will
be as indifferent now as he was some
time ago, when in presence of death he
ate cherries!"
Many years passed, and family
cumstances obliged me to settle in
cir
,the poor little village of N.
Four versts from my place was a large
estate belonging to Count B., but the
steward alone lived there. The countess
had visited her domain once only, just
after her marriage, and she then only
lived there about a month.
However, in the second spring of my
retirement there was a report that the
countess, with her husband, would come
to spend the summer on her estate, and
they arrived at the beginning of June.
The first Sunday after her "arrival I
went to the village and presented myself
to the count and countess as their near
neighbor and humble servant.
The doors opened, and a man, about
thirty-two and very handsome, entered
the apartment. I tried to be self pos
sessed, and began to introduce myself,
but he forestalled me.
His easy and agreeable conversation
Boon dissipated my nervous timidity.
I was already passing into my usual
manner when suddenly the countess en
tered and I became more confused than
ever. - SHe was indeed beautiful.
The count presented me. I was anx
ious to appear at ease, but the more I
tried to assume an air of restraint the
more awkward I felt myself becoming.
Meanwhile I walked about the room
examining the books and pictures.
In pictures I am no connoisseur, but
one of the count's attracted my particu
lar notice. It represented a view of
Switzerland. I was not, however, struck
by the painting, but by the fact that it
was shot through by two bullets, one
planted just on top of the other.
"A good shot," I remarked, turning to
the count.
"Yes," he replied; "a very remarkable
shot.". . V
' "The best shot I ever knew used to
shoot every day," I said, "and at least
three times every day before dinner."
"And what sort of a shot was he?"
asked the count. " '.
. "This sort, count; if he saw a fly settle
on the wall you smile, countess, but I
assure you. it is a fact when he saw the"
fly he would call out, 'Kouska, my
pistol V Kouska brought him the loaded
pistol. A crack, and the fly was crushed
into the wall!"
"And what was his name?".
"Silvio was his name."
"Silvio!" exclaimed the count, starting
from his seat. "You knew Silvio?"
How could I fail to know him? We
were comrades; he was received- at our
mess like a orotner omcer. it is now
about five years since I last had tidings
of him. Then you, count,' also knew
him?"
"I knew him very well. Did he never
tell you of one very extraordinary inci
dent in his life?"
"Do you mean the slap in the face.
count, that he received from a black
guard at a ball?"
"He did not tell you the name of this
blackguard?" ;
"No, count, he did not. " Forgive me,'
I added, guessing the truth, "forgive me
I did not could Or' really have, been
your -
"It was myself," replied the count,
greatly agitated, "and the shots in the
picture are a memento of our last meet
ing." '
"Oh, my dear," said the countess, "for
God's sake do not relate it! It frightens
me to think of it."
"No," replied the count; "I must tell
him all. He knows how I insulted his
friend. He shall also know how Silvio
revenged himself."
The count pushed a chair toward me,
and with the liveliest interest I listened
to the following story:
"Five years ago," began the count, "I
got married. The honeymoon I spent
here in this village. To this house I am
indebted for the happiest moments of
my life and for one of its saddest re
membrances. .
"One afternoon we went out riding
together. My-wife's horse, became rest-''
ive. Sbe was frightened, got off the
horse, handed the reins oyer to me and
walked home. ' - - -
"I rode on before her. In' the yard I
saw a traveling carriage, and I was told
that in my study sat a man who would
not give his name, but simply said that
he wanted to see me on business. -
"I entered the study and saw in the
darkness a man, dusty and unshaven.
He stood there by the fireplace. -. I ai
proached him, trying to recollect his
face.
" 'You don't remember me, count? he
said in a tremulous voice. '
'"Silviof I cried, and I confess I felt
that my hair was standing on end.
"'Exactly so,' he added. 'You "owe
me a shot; I have come to claim it. Are
you ready?" A, pistol protruded from his
side pocket.
"I measured twelve paces, and stood
there in that corner,' begging him to fire
quickly, before my -wife came in.
"He hesitated and asked for a light.
Candles were brought in. ' I locked the
doors, gave orders that no . one! should
enter, and again called upon him to fire.
He took out his pistol and aimed. . ' .
"I counted the seconds. I thought of
her. A terrible moment passed! Then
Silvio lowered his hand.
" 'I only regret, he said, 'that the
pistol is not loaded with cherry stones.
My bullet is heavy; and it always Beems
to me that an affair of this kind is not a
duel, but a murder. " .
" 'I am not accustomed to .aim at un
armed men. Let us begin again from
the beginning. Let us cas8 lots as to
who shall fire first.' ; '
"My. head went round. I 'think I ob
jected.' . Finally, however, we loaded
another pistol and rolled up two pieces
pf paper. These he placed inside his cap;
the one through which, at our first meet
ing, I had put the bullet. I again drew
the lucky number.
" 'Count, you have the devil's luck,'
he said, with a smile which I shall never
forget. . .
"I don't know what I was about, or.
how it happened that he succeeded in
inducing me. a But. I fired and hit that
picture."
The count pointed with his finger to
the picture with the shot marks. TTig
face had become red with agitation.
The countess was whiter than her own
handkerchief, and I could not restrain
an exclamation. , .
"I fired," continued the count, "and,
thank heaven, missed. Then Silvio at
this' moment he was really terrible--then
Silvio raised his pistol to take aim
at me.
"Suddenly the door flew open; Masha
rushed into the room. She threw her
self upon my neck with a loud shriek.
tier presence
courage. .
". "My dear,
see that we
restored to me all my
1 " said to. her, 'don't you
are only joking? .How
frightened yon look. Go and drink a
glass of water and then come back; I
will introduce you to an old friend and
comrade,'
"Masha was still in doubt. 'Tell me,
is my husband speaking the truth?1 she
asked, turning to the terrible Silvio; 'is
t true that you are only joking?' ,
"'He is always joking, countess,' Sil
vio replied. 'He once in a joke gave me
a slap in the face; in joke he put a bullet
through this cap while I was wearing it,
and in joke, too, he missed me when he
fired just now. And now I have a fancy
for a joke. With these words he raised
his pistol as if to shoot me down before
her eyes.
"Masha threw herself at his feet.
" 'Rise, Masha! For shame 1' I cried
an my passion: 'and you, sir, cease to
amuse yourself at the expense of an un-
uappy woman. Will you fire or not? ,
I will not, replied Simo. 'I am
satisfied. I have witnessed your agita
tion, your terror. I forced you to fire
at me. That is enough; you will re-
mem Wr me. I leave you to your con
science.
He was now about to go. But he
stopped at the door, looked round at the
picture which my shot had passed
through, fared at it almost without tak
ing aim and disappeared. '
"My wife had sunk down fainting.
The servants had not ventured to stop
Silvio, whom they looked . upon with
terror. He passed out to the steps,
called his coachman, and before I could
collect myself drove off."
The count was silent. I had now
heard the end of the story of which the
beginning had long before surprised me.
The hero of it I never saw again. . I
heard, however, that Silvio, during- the
rising of Alexander Ipsilanti, command
ed a detachment of .insurgents and was
killed in action. Translated from the
Russian of Alexander Pushkin, Boston
Globe. .
How to Eat Ilananas at the Table.
Bananas ought never to be peeled en
tirely and the skinned fruit taken in the
fingers. This is not nice at all. It is
admissible) to peel the fruit gradually,
eating it as it is peeled; it is better, in
this case, to nearly sever the mouthful
with the fruit knife before attempting
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.the print of the teeth in any article of
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after one or two mouthfuls the skin
hangs over the hand in an undesirable
way. . such prefer . to cut tne banana
through longitudinally, skin and all,
and then with spoon or fork ', preferably
the former, take out small portions at a
time. Her Point of View, in New York
Times. : . ' . '
Hide and Tie..
"Ride and lie" is an old Salem saying. .
Two men would start out on a journey
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