REGRET.
bt r. r. miiiiut.
Oonld tro recall vcirt that ka7c fled,
How quickly from the tongue
Would fall the kind words left unsaid,
The sweet songs left unsung I
How many cares, that long ago
Dark shadows o'er us cast,
Would fade like faces on the snow,
Could we recall the past!
How firmly, steadfastly we'd keep
Those paths wc should have trodl
How true we'd provo to friends who sleep
Now 'ncath the churchyard sod I
O years I deep marked with Folly's stains
And torn by Passion's blast
How soon we'd free thee from thy chains,
Could we recall the past I
Doctor Antekirtt.
A SEQUEL TO MATHIAS SANDORF.
3Sy JTnle Verne,
AUTHOR OP " J0UENEY TO Till! CEKTIM
ov the earth,'
1 -ntip to the moon,
"A110DND THE W011M IN EIOIITX
CAYS," " MICHAEIj STltOGOFI',
"TWENTY THOUSAND LEAGUES
UNDER THE BEA," ETC., ETC
Trantlatlon copyrighted by O. IF. llama, 1333.
CHAPTER X.
another nnow.
Evidently tlio banker had had to yield
to tho threats of tho man who could
destroy him by a word. Neither his
wife's prayers nor Suva's iiorror availed
anything against tho fathor who claimed
to dispose of his daughter as best suited
Lis convenience.
Ono word only as to Sarcany's interest
in tho' marriage an interest ho had not
thought it worth while to hide from
Toronthul. Sarcany was now mined.
Tho fortuno whiuh had boon sufficient
to help Torontlml out of his difficulties
had hardly boon enough to keep tho
adventurer during the fifteen years.
Binco his doparturo from Trieste Sarcany
had run through Europe, living in tho
height of extravagance, and tin hotels
of Paris, London, Berlin, Vionna and
Homo had novor had window. ouough
for him to throw tho money through to
gratify his fancies. After a careor of
pleasure ho had takon to gambling to
llnish his ruin, and had visited nearly
every famous gaming hauut oil tho
Continent,
Zirone had of courso boon his constant
companion, and when tho monoy had
been run through they had returned
together to tho east of Sicily and waited
till an opportunity offered to resume tho
connection with tho banker of Trioste
Nothing could bo simplor than that ho
could restore his fortunes by marrying
Sava, tho solo heiress of tlio rich Silas
Torontlml who could refuso him noth
ing. In fact no refusal was possible, and no
rofusal was attomptod. Perhaps aftor
all between tho two men thoro was still
Bomething hidden concerning tho pro
blom thoy were soolcing to solvo which
tlio futuro would rovoal 1
However, a very clour explanation
was roquirod from Sava by her fathor.
What would she do ?
"My honor depends on tho marriago,"
said Silas Torontlml, "and tho marriago
liiua t take place."
When Sava took back tho reply to her
mother sho nearly fainted in her daugh
ter's arms and burst into tears of despair.
. Torontlml had then told tho truth.
' Tho wedding was fixed for tho Oth of
July.
Wo can imagino what a lifo had been
led by Piorro during thoso throo wooks.
His misery was dreadful. A prey to
impotent rago Bomotimos ho remained at
homo in the Hue Marinella ; sometimes
ho escaped from tho accursed town, and
his mother feared ho would never return.
What consolation oould sho ofl'or him ?
Whilo no marriage was talked of, while
Pierro Bathory was repulsed by S.iva's
fathor, Bomn hope did remain. Hut
with Sava married camo a now abyss
an abyss that oould not bo bridged.
Doctor Antekirtt in apitoof his promises
had abandoned Pierre And besides,
uho asked herself, how could tho young
lady who loved him, and whoso onergotio
nature she know, how could sho agree
to this union ? What was tho niystory
in tho house in tho Stradouo which
brought such things about? Piorro
would lmvo dono bettor to leavo Ragusa
to accept the situation which had boon
offered him abroad, to go far away from
Sava if they were going to hand hor
over to thiB stranger, this Sarcany 1
Despair had in truth entered tho house
which a ray of happiness had brightened
hut for a few days.
Point Pescado kopt constant watch,
and was ono of tho first todisoovor what
was going on.
As soon as ho hoard of tho now mar
riago between Sava Torontlml and Sar
cany ho wroto to Cattaro. Aud as soon
as ho hoard of tho pitiable stato to which
tlio young engineer was roduood ho sont
off the uows to the Doctor.
Tho only reply was for him to oontinuo
tlio observations, and to keep Oattaro
thoroughly iuformod of all that hap
pened. Ah tho Oth of July approached Pi orro's
utato became worse. His mother could
not koop him quiet. How could they
possibly make Torontlml change his
plans? Was it not evident from tho
Iwsto with which it had boon declared
ml fixed that the marirago had boon
decided on for soma time, that 8 iroauy
and tho banker wore acquaintances of
old data, that tho "rioh Tripolitnu"
Lad some peculiar inlluenoo over Suva's
father.
Piorro Bathory wroto to Torontlml
ight days before tho date tlxod for tho
wedding. His letter received no reply.
Then .Piorro tried to spoak to tho
banker iu tho street. Ho did not buo
ead in mooting him. Piorro then
sooght him at his house. Ho was not
allowed to cross tin throahold. Sava
and her mother remained invisible.
Thoro "was no"po3sibility of communi
cating with them.
But if Piorro could not sco Sava nor
her father ho very often ran against Sar
cany. To tho looks of hato with which
ho greeted him Sarcany roplicd with
looks of disdain. Piorro then thought
of insulting him, of provoking him to
light. But why should S orcany accept
a mooting which ho had every induce
ment to refuso?
Six days went by. Piorro in spilo of
tho entreaties of his mother and tho
prayers of Borik, loft tho houso in tho
lino Marinella on tho oveniugof tho 4th
of July. Tho old servant attempted to
follow, but soon lost sight of him.
Piorro hurried on at a venturo as if ho
was mad along tho most deserted strcots
of tho town and by tho side of tho walls.
An hour oftorwards they brought hira
homo dying. Ho had been stabbed in
tho upper part of tho loft lung.
There 6comcd to bo no doubt that in
a paroxysm of despair- ho had committed
suicide.
As soon as Point Pescado heard of tho
misfortune ho ran to tho telegraph ofllco.
An hour later tho Doctor received tho
nows nt Cattoro.
It would bo difficult to describo tho
grief of Madame Batliory when sho
found herself in tho presonco of her son,
who had perhaps but a few hours to live.
But tho mother's energy steeled itself
against tho woman's weakness. To
work, first j to weep, afterwards.
A doctor was sent for. Ho arrived in
afow minutes, lie examined tho wounded
man, ho listened to tho feoblo intermit
tent breathing, ho probed tho wound,
ho bandaged it, ho did all that his art
told him but ho gavo no hope.
Fifteen hours afterwards tho caso was
aggravated by tho occurrence of con
siderable hemorrhage, and respiration
becoming hardly apparent threatened
soon to end.
Mndamo Bathory was on her knees by
tho bedside praying to God not to tako
away her son. The door opened.
Doctor Antekirtt walked iu and
npproached tho bed.
Madame Bathory would havo nished
towards him. He stopped her with n
gesture
Then ho wont to Piorro and carefully
examined him without uttering a word.
Thru ho looked at him long and fixedly.
As if some strange magnetic power shot
forth from his eyes to tlio very bram '
whero thought was lingering for u '
moment beforo it finally loft, ho seemed
to fill that brain with his own life, with
his own will.
Suddenly Piorro half roso towards
him. His eyelids lifted. Ho looked nt
thoDootor. Ho thou foil back iuauimuto.
Madame Bathory throw herself on hci
son, gavo ono scream and fuintod in
Borik's arms.
Tho Dootor closed tho eyes of tho
corpso ; then ho roso, left tho houso,
whispering as ho did so the old phrutio
from the Indian legend
"Death deslroyeth not; it only rou
doioth invisible "
CHAPTER XL
A MEETING IN THE STRADONE.
Tho death mado a good deal of noise
in tho town but no ono suspected that
Sarcany and Silas TorOuthal were in any
way concerned in it
Neither Madame Torontlml nor hor
daughter heard anything about tho
death, precautious having been taken
by Torontlml and his destined son-in-law
to keep it from their ears.
It hud been agreed that tho wodding
should bo a very quiet one. As an
excuse it was given out that Saroany's
family wero in mourning. This was
hardly in accordnnco with Toronthal'u
usual love of bIiow, but ho thought it
bottor that no moro fuss than necessary
should bo made. Tho newly-married
couple wero to remain a few days at
Ragusa, and then leavo for Tripoli,
whero Sarcany it was said usually lived.
There would thoroforo, bo no party in
the Stradone, either for tho reading of
the settlements or after tho religious
pervicos which wero to immediately fol
low the civil ceremony.
During the day, whilo tho last pre
parations were being inado at tho Toron
thals, two mon strolled along tho oppos
ite side of the Stradone.
Ono was Capo Matifou, tlio othor
Point Pescado.
The Doctor had broiiRht Matifou back
with him to Ragusu. His presonco was
no longer necessary at Cattoro and tlio
two fnonds, tho "twins," us Pescado
said, wore supremely happy ut again Boo
ing ono another.
As soon as tho Doctor had reached
llagusa ho had mado his first appearance
iu tho Ruo Marinella, then ho had
retired to a quiet hotel in tho suburb of
Ploeee, whero ho waited until tho wed
ding had taken place in furtherance of
his plans.
Next morning ho had again visited
Madamo Bathory and helped to put
Piorro iu his coffin. Ho had then
returned to liis hotel, having sent Tea.
oado and Matifou to koop wutoh oil tho
Stradouo.
Aud although Pescado was all oyes
and ears, that did not prevent him from
talking.
"I think you are getting bigger, old
Capo I" ho said, reaching up to pat his
companion's chest.
"Yes, and in bettor condition I"
"So 1 felt when you embraced mo,"
"But how in tho play getting on wo
wero talking about ?''
"Oh, tho drama? Oh, it's going on,
going on. But, you see, tho uutiou is
getting complicated."
"Complicated ?"
"Yes. It isu t a comedy ; it's a drama,
and thoro will lo a big light before tho
curtain drops "
Point Pescado stopped suddenly.
A carriage drove up rapidly to Toron
thal's houbo. Tho gate opened imme
diately, and as it shut Pescado recog
nized Sarcauy in tho carriage
"Yes-lots of flshting'ho ooutinuod,
"and it looks ai though it was going to
bo a groat success,"
"And tho villain ?" Tasked Matifou,
who seemed to ho moro particularly con
cernod with that porsouage
"Well tho villain is. Urlumplmut at
"SAVA, CAUHIED TO II13K ROOM, WA1 LAID ON HER BED. HER MOTHER KNELT
BESIDE HEIt.
tho prescnF moment, asho"oTwdys is In a
well-built pieco 1 But, patience 1 Wait
for tho ond 1"
"At Cattaro," Baid Matifou, "I
thought I was coming on."
"Coming on tho scone ?"
"Yes, Point Poscade, yes!"
And Matifou related what had passed
nt tho bazaar at Cattaro, and how his
two arms had been requisitioned for a
kidnapping which did not tako place
" Good I That was too soon !" replied
Point Pescado, who spoke for tho sako
of speaking, so to speak, keeping a keen
lookout right and left of him. "You
won't bo wanted till tho fourth or fifth
net! Perhaps you may only havo to
appear in tho last sccno I But don't bo
uneasy ! You will mako a groat success
when you do begin I You can rockon
on that!"
At this moment a distant murmur was
hoard in tho Stradono whero tho Buo
Marinella ran in.
Point Pescado broko oft tho conver
sation abruptly and hurried to tho right
of Toronthal's house.
A procession was coming along tho
road to enter tho Stradono on its way to
tho church of tho Franciscans, whero
the funeral servieo was to bo hold.
Thoro woro fow followers at tho fun
oral, and nothing to attract much atten
tion moroly a colIln carried under a
black pall.
Tho procession slowly advanced, whon
Biiddonly Point Pescado, stifling an excla
mation, soized Capo Matifou's arm.
"What is tho matter?"
"Nothing! It would tako too long to
toll you now !"
He had just recognized Madamo Bath
ory, who had resolved to bo present at
her son's burial.
Tho church had not refused its minis
trations, and tho priest was waiting iu
tho Franciscan chapel to lead tho pro
cession to the grave
Madamo Bathory walked behind tho
coffin, looking into vacancy. Sho had
no longer strength to cry. Her oyes
wero almost haggard, and sometime!
wandered from hido to side for a moment,
to return plunged for a time beneath
tho pall which hid tho coffin of her son.
Borik dragged himsolf aloug after her
a pitoous sight to see
Point Pescado felt tho tears como into
his oyes Yes ! If ho had not had to
remain on duty at his post ho would not
havo hesitated to join tho few friends
and neighbors that wero following all
that was left on earth of Pierro Bathory.
Suddenly, us the procession was about
to pass Toroiithnl'a mansion, the main
gates opened. Iu tho courtyard beforo
tho stops two carriages stood ready to
start. The first came through tho gate
and turned down tho Stradono.
In this carriage Point Pescado saw
Silas Torontlml, his wife and his daugh
ter. MadamoToronthal, overwhelmed with
grief, was seated next to Sava, who
looked whiter thuu her nuptial veil.
Sarcany, accompanied by somo rela
tives or frionds, occupied tho second
carriage.
Tho wedding and funeral equally des
titute of bIiow! In both tho Bauio grief I
It wos frightful!
Suddenly, as tho first carriago turnod
out of the gato, there was a piercing
shriek.
Madamo Bathory had stopped aud
with her hand pointed at Sava was curs
ing hex.
It was Sava who had shrieked. Sho
had Been tho mother in mourning. Sho
had understood all they had hidden from
hor. Pierro was dead, dead by her and
for her, and it was his funeral that was
passing as thoy wero taking hor to bo
married.
Sho fell back fainting. Madamo Tor
onthal, distracted, tried to bring hor
kick to consciousness. Iu vain J Sho
ecarcoly breathed !
Torontlml could not rostrain a gesturo
of angor. But Sarcany, who was hur
ried to her side, gavo no sign of his
annoyauoe
Under thoso circumstances it was
impossible to attend boforo registrar,
and tho order was given to return to tho
house, of which tho big gates shut with
a clang.
Sava, carried to hor room, was laid on
her bod without loing moved. Her
mother knelt by hor side, and a physi
cian was Biimmonod in all haste Dur
ing this time tho funeral oontiuuod its
progress to tho Franciscan Church aud
Then after tho servieo it went on to tho
cemetery.
Point Pescado saw that tho Doctor at
onco ought to know what had happened.
Saying to Matifou :
"Stop hero and watch," ho ran of! to
tho Plocco.
Whilo Pescado told his story tho Doc
tor romained silent.
"Havo I exceeded my right?" ho said
to himself. "No! Havo I struck ono
who is innocent ! Yes. certainly! Bug
bIio is tho daughter of Silas Toronthal !"
Then ho turned to Pescado.
"Where is Capo Matifou ?-'
"In front of Toronthal'M house."
"I want you both this evening."
"At what time?'
"Nino o'clock."
"Whore shall wo bo?"
"At tho cemetery ga'og."
Point Pescado instantly returned to
Matifou, who had not loft his post.
That evening about eight o'clock tho
Dootor, enveloped in an ample cloak,
went for a walk towards tho harbor of
llagusa. At tho angle of tho wall on tho
left ho reached a small creek running up
among rocks a littlo abovo tho harbor.
Tho place was quite deserted. Noither
houses nor boats wero near. The fish
ing craft novor camo thero to anchor for
fear of tho numerous reefs which lay
round tho crook. Tlio Doctor halted,
looked round him, and uttered a peculiar
cry which had doubtless been agreed
upon beforehand. Almost immediately
a sailor appeared and, approacniug him,
said :
" At your orders, sir 1"
"Tho boat is there, Pazzer?"
"Yes, behind tho rock."
"With all the men?"
"All."
"And tho electric ?"
"Farther away to the northward,
about three cabloa away outsido tho
creek."
And tho sailor pointed to a long groy
tube just visiblo in tho gloom, but with
out a light of any kind to iudicato its
presence.
" When did sho arrive from Cattaro V
"Hardly an hour ago."
"And she was not soon?"
" No ! sho camo along by tho roofs.
" Pazzar, see that no one leaves his
post, and wait for mo all night if neces
sary. "
"Ay, ay, sir!"
Tho seaman roturned to tho boat,
which was indistinguishable among tho
rocks.
Doctor Antekirtt remained for somo
tinio on the beach, waiting probably for
the darkness to incrense Sometimes ho
would stride along for a miniito ; then
ho would stop ; and then with folded
arms, silent and mot'onless, ho would
look out over tho Adr.utie, as if tolling it
his secrets.
The night was moonless and starlcs".
Tho land breeze that i :ses in tho even
ing and lasts but an hour or two had now
lulled nnti it could se.iroely bo felt. A
few, thick clouds almost covered thosky,
except in tho west, whoro tho last streaks
of tho sunset gavo a feoblo light that
was swiftly fading.
"Nowl" said tlio Doctor.
And returning towards tho town ho
kept outsido tho wall all tho way to tho
cemetery.
Thero boforo tho gato woro Point Pes
cado and Cape Matifou hidden under a
tree, so as not to bo seen iu tho shadow.
Tho comotery was closed at this tinio
of night. A light had just been extin
guished in tlio gato-keopor's lodge. No
ono was oxpoeted thoro again beforo tho
morning.
Tho Doctor seemed to know tho plan
of tho cemetery. And it also appeared
that ho had no intention of entering by
thogate What ho wusgoingtodo was to
be dono in secret
"Follow yio !" ho said to Point Pes
cado aim his companion, as thoy eumo to
meet him.
And thoso three silently crept along
the slope that runs at the foot of tho
oxtorior wall.
After some ten minutes of this work
tho Doctor stopped, and pointing to a
broach caused by a rcceut fall of tho wall,
said :
"Through 1"
Ho glided through tho breach j Point
Pescado and Matifou followed him.
Tho darkness was profound beneath
tho largo trees that overshadowed tlio
tombs, but without hesitation tho Doator
went down one path and then turned olT
iuto another, leaping to the upper part of
tlio cemetery. Some birds of tho nfglit
disturbed by his presence, flow back
wards and forwards overhead, but not
another living thing lurked round tho
gravestones scattered on tho turf
Soon tho three stood in front or what
looked like a small chapel with tho gato
left unfastened.
Tlio Doctor pushed back the gate, and
then pressing tho button of a small elec
tric lantern he throw on the light, but
so that it could not bo Been from with
out "Enter," said ho to Matifou.
Capo Matifou entered and found him
solf facing a wall on which wero threo
marblo tablets.
On ono of these tablets, tho centre ono,
ho read:
"SrEniEN Bathory."
1807.
Tho tablet to the loft bore no inscrip
tion ; that to tho right was soon to havo
one.
" Toko away that slab," said tho Doo
tor. Capo Matifou easily removed tho slab,
which had not yet been fixed down. Ho
laid it on tho ground and a bier was
seen at tho bottom of a cavity iu tho
wall.
"Bring out that coffin," said tho Doo
tor. Capo Matifou pulled out tho coffin
without any help from Point Pescado,
heavy though it was, and after lifting it
outsido tho chapel ho laid it on tho
ground.
"Tako this," said tho Doctor, hand
ing Pescado Q scrow-driver, "and got
tho lid off that coffin. "
In a few minutes it was dono.
Tho Doctor moved asido tho whlto
garments with his hand, and placing his
head to the body seemed to listen for tho
beating of tho heart.
Then ho rose.
"Lift out that body," said ho to Capo
Matifou.
Matifou obeyed, and neither ho nor
Pescado mado tlio slightest objection,
although such an exhumauatioii was
ngninst the law.
When tho body of Pierro Bathory was
laid on tho grass Capo Matifou wrapped
it up again in its winding sheet, and
over it tho Doctor throw his mantle.
The coffin was then scrowed ifown and
returned to tho cavity, and tho tablet
placed over it as before.
Tho Doctor broke tho current of hii
electric lantern and tho darkness becamo
profound again.
" Tako up that body," said ho to Capo
Matifou.
Matifou lifted it in his arms as if it
had been tho body of a child. Thou
led by tho Doctor and followed by
Point Pescado iio regained tho cross
path leading to tho breach iu tho wall.
Fivo minutes later they wero through
tho broach aud on their way to tho
shore.
Not a word was spoken ; but if the
obedient Cape Matifou thought no more
than a machine, what a succession of
ideas crowded through tho activo brain
of Point Pescado !
In their journey from the cemetery to
tho shore thoy had mot nobody. But as
they approached tho creek whoro tho
Eloctric's boat was waiting for them,
thoy saw a coast-guardsman walking
about tho rock
They continued on their way without
troubling themselves about his pres
ence Again tho doctor uttered his peculiar
cry, and tho sailor camo up from tho
boat which remained invisible.
At a sign Capo Matifou went down
behind tho rocks and was about to step
into the loat
At this moment tho coast-guardsman
hurried up, and just as thoy wero enter
ing tho boat he asked :
"Who arc you?"
"Pooplo who can give yon your
choice between twenty florins cash down
and a slap in tho faco from that gentle
man" pointing to Matifou "also cash
down !"
Tlio coast-guardsman did not hoai
tato ; ho took tho twenty florins.
A moment afterwards tlio boat had
vanished in tho darkness. Fivo minutes
later it was alongside tho Electric. It
was hoistod on beard. Tho silent
eng. nes woro started, and tho launch
was off to sea.
Matifou bore tho body below and laid
it on a couch in the saloon, from which
not a light-port allowed a ray to oseapo
through tho hull.
Tho Doctor was left alono with tho
corpse Ho bent over it, kissed tho pal
lid forehead and said :
"And now, Piorro, awako !"
Immediately, as if ho had only boon
asleep, Pierro opened his eyes.
A look of aversion stolo ovor his faco
when ho recognized tho Doctor.
"You!" ho murmured. "You who
abandoned mo !"
"I! Pierro!"
" But who tiro you then ?"
" A dead man like you 1"
"A dead man ?"
"I am Count Mathias Sandorf 1"
end op dart second.
Out of His Sphere.
"It's funny," said a conductor, "how
nervous a man will sometimes cot when
lie is out of his element. Most pooplo
who travel are anxious about their
tickets. Only tho other day I was
amused at a Chicago man who was n
passenger on my train. Ho is n Board I
of Trade operator, and they say a hold
one, too. Yet when I camo along anil
asked hhu for his ticket, and ho looked
first in one pocket and then another,
and couldn't find it, you ought to havo
soon how excited ho got His hand
fairly trembled, and ho hardly know
what ho was about. Tho valuo of tho
ticket which ho had lost was loss than
a dollar, but ho mado himself positive
ly inisorablo over it. Yet tako that
mail in his element tho Board of
Trade and you could not stampede
him an inch. Ilo'd meet a loss of
housands of dollars at one turn of th
market and not give it a socona
thought. It's human nature, I guoss."
Chicago Herald.
It Is proposed that the literary men who sub
mit lists of books for others to read should
test tho books by a previous perusal. This Is a
cruel reflection upon the reading habits of lit-.
I ewyinen. j
Diittons and L6vc.
Tho pretty maidens who are mem
bers of tho New Century guild aro in
the full enjoyment of a littlo romance
which hns sprung from the advertise
ment which the guild recently inserted
in tho papers to inform tho great
army of "bachelors and other unfor-
tunates" that buttons would bo
strongly sewed on and tho various
garments of tlio mascnlino portion of
tho community repaired and kept in
good order, for a very trifling fee. Tho
charge for membership in tho guild be
ing so low and the attractions of tho
homelike establishment so numerous a
great many women and girls havo
taken advantage of the opportunity to
enjoy the pleasure and instruction to
bo found there, and among tho num
ber is Miss Matilda J. Ridley, of Sa
lem, N. J., a pretty burnette, who ha3
a good situation ns a performer on
the typewriter in a prominent lawyer's
office. For over a year Miss Ridley
has resided in ono of tho many boarding-houses
that line Girard street, and
since tlio opening of the guild has been
a constant attendant at the various
evening classes and entertainments.
A few weeks ago. as sho was
leaving to go home, shortly after 9
o'clock, she met on tho step a young
man carrying a parcel. lie was good
looking and well-dressed, and, touch
ing his hat, asked with a blush if it
was the place where ho could havo
somo buttons sowed on a vest. In a
spirit offun Miss Kidley replied that
ho had come to the right address, and
that sho would bo delighted to servo
him, vest buttons being her particular
branch of the business.
So they went into tho reception
room, and Miss Kidley quickly pro
cured a work-basket, and seated be
fore the cheery open fire-place, they
chatted as sho dexterously sewed on
seven buttons and repaired a littlo
break in tho binding. Once tho ma
tron looked in, but, judging them to
bo old friends, did not intrude. When
the vest was quite itself again, and
had been onco moro tied up in its
brown paper wrapper, tho young man
arose to go, and inquired the cost of
the repairs.
"Twenty-five cents, if you please,"
was Miss Ridley's smiling reply.
Threo lO cent pieces wero produced,
but the young lady had no change.
"Wait a moment and I will get it for
you," she said, starting toward tho
door.
"Oh, please don't bother; let mo
have this for the change," remarked
tlio young man, picking up the spool
of cotton which had been used in sew
ing on the buttons.
Miss Kidley laughingly agreed, and
with a polite "good night" he went
away.
Tho next evening tho same young
mnn returned with another vest, on
which there was not a vestige of a
button, and inquired for the young
Indy who had so skillfully served him
on tho previous night. After a
moment's inquiry in tho library,
where a group of girls were reading, tho
matron reappeared with Miss Kidley,
nnd the young man modestly request
ed her to again undertako the rebut
toning of his vest. Sho did so, and
used the same spool of cotton which
had dono duty before, the young man
producing it from the left breast
pocket ot his coat.
When ho went away ho said he had
still another vest to be furnished with
new buttons; would she do it for him
the next ovening?
"Certainly, with pleasure."
From that tinio on it was as good
as settled, for tho young man fell deep
er in love. Miss Kidley reciprocated
his affection, and a few days ago he told
her of his position and prospects, pro
posed, nnd was accepted.
She wroto to her parents, telling
them that she would bring her fiance
to Salem to spend Sunday, and the
happy pair took one of the early even
ing trains for that place. Tlio young
lady who told this little romance to
tho writer added:
"They aro going to bo married at
Easter, and are going to keep houso
in the cutest littlo sugar-plum box you
ever saw iu West Philadelphia, and
I'm to bo a bridesmaid, and altogeth
er, ain't it just perfectly delightful?"
And tho reporter acknowledged with
truth that it was. Philadelphia Record.
Exterminating tho Mackerel.
A writer in tho Boston Journal, urg
ing tho enactment of tlio bill beforo
congress rirohibiting tho taking of
mackerel during their spawning sea
son, says that ifsoniethingisnot dono
to protect this most valuable fish
during that period thero is but ono re
sult to follow, nnd that is extermina
tion. Twenty-five years ago the catch
deponded upon tho caprice of tho fish,
because thoy were almost wholly taken
by hook and line, but with the intro
duction nnd universal use of the purse
seine tho fish aro "gobbled up," hun
dreds of barrels at a tinio. It is now
tho practice of the fishermen, their
fleet consisting of from 100 to 200
sail, to go down nearly in tho latitude
of Capo llattoras to nioet the fish as
they advance northward to their
spawning grounds. Each of these ves
sels operates from one to two purse
seines, every one of which is capable
of taking from ten to fiOO barrels at a
"shot"; each barrel contains from 150
to 200 mackerel, and every female
contains from aSO.OOO to 450,000
eggs. Allowing one-half the contents i
of each barrel to bo female, it is found
that with every barrel of fish killed
during their spawning season there
is also destroyed about 81,000,000
eggs.
Rev. 0. W. Ward, of Englewood
N. J., has heon called to tho rector
ship of Trinity parish, Buffalo, at a
salary of $0,000. The new Trinity
Church, of Buffalo, is very costly and
beautiful, and is attended by a rich
and fashionable congregation.
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