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MY LOVED ONE SLEEPS. Cy loved one lies nslccp wltbla licr grate; Her votco Is still, no more I licar A whispered word of hope or fear; My loved one Ilea asleep wltbln bcr grave. My 1ot?i1 one lies asleep wltbln bcr crave; Sbo who pledged tonic her love and life, Aim i.rited me with faith of loving wife, My loved one lies asleep wltbln her grave. My Jovwl one II -s alccp within her grnvt-; Upon tny clieek there falls a silent tear, In rail remembrance of inv treasure dear, Mr loved one lies asleep within her grave. Will JT. Llciiicw, in the Current. A SEQUEL TO JIATIIIAS SA.NDOKF AKD BOCTOIt AXTEKIUTT. JEZy Jules ei-jae ai7tho ov jouriKiir to the ckntjiu op tkk nAitTii, "imr to the moon," "auodno tiie wonr.D in eighty DAVR, " "jtlCIIAEIi STIIOOOKF," " TWENTY THOUSAND liEAOUES OJ1EIl TIIE HEA," ETC., ETO. Tnoixlallon coiwlghlcd hy a. W. Uanna, 1SS3. CHAPTER XVI-Continukd. One, tlicti, of tho thrco traitors who hfttl brought nbout tho sanguinary col iapco ot Iho conspiracy of Trieste was in Clio bauds of tlio Doctor. Tltoro woro tlus other two still to bo seized, and Oar pen Und just told whoro thoy could bo fonniL An Iho Doctor was known to Toron thai nnd Picrro was known to Toronthul ruJ Surcuiy, it soonied best for thorn not to nppcnr until thoy could do co with ooine clmnco of success. But now they woro on Iho track of tho noeom pliees, it was important not to loso sight oEtfiem until circiunstanoos favored tho attack. And so Point Pescado, to follow them wherever thoy wont, and Cupo Matifou to loud tho strong hand whon needed, were Bent to Morineo, whero tho Doctor, Picrro and Luigi would como in. tho Ferrato aa soon aa they woro wanted. JIk noon an thoy arrived thoy set to work. Thoy had no difliculty in dis coveries tho hotel in which Toronthul and Sarcany hud taken up their quar ters. While Capo Matifou walked about tho neighborhood till tho evening, Point Pescado kept watch. Ho saw tho two friends coma out at about ono o'clock in tho aftornoou. It seonioJ fJutt tho banker was muoh dopressod wwl npoko littlo, while Sarcany waa rtarlicriliirly lively. During tho morn ing Poscado had hoard what had happened tho provious ovoniug in tho mtoonn of tho Corclo, that is to say, of that oxtraordinary narlin which had mado 110 many victims, among tho chief of whom wero Toionthal and Sarcany, He therefore nssutnod that their couvcr tatiou was about that curious picco of bad luak. In addition ho had learned notr theso two men had boon heavy loucra for some tituo, mid ho also as mimed Uiat thoy had almost oxhaustod tlicir funds, and that tho tint owns coin ing when tho Doctor could usofully intervene. Thin information was contained in a telegram which Pesende, without men tioning names, sont olT during tho morning to Malta, whonco it was for warded by tho private who to Anto Sirttx When Sarcany and Toronthal entorod the hall of tho Casino IVscado followed tliem ; and whim thoy onterod tho aniiii saloons ho was oloso behind. It was ilieu thrco o'clock in tho af tor noon. Tho play was growing iiniiuatod. Tho banker and his companion first strolled round tho rooms. For a niin nlo or bo they stopped at different tablet) and watched tho game, but look no part in it Point Pcscado strolled about among the spectators, but did not loso sight of them. IIo oven thought it best, so as to disarm suspicion, to risk a fow llvo-lrnuo pieces on tho columns and dozens of roulutto, and, as was proper, ho lost thoin with tho most exemplary cool ness Dili ho did not avail himself of tho excellent advico given him in confi dence by a professor of great merit 'To Biicceed, sir, you should study to loso the email Htakcs and win tho big ones 1 That is tho secret 1" Four o'clock struck, and thon Sarcany and Toronthal thought tho time had como for them to try thoir luok. Thuro wcroROYornl vacant places at ono of tho roulotto tables. Thoy seated themselves facing each other, nod the chief of tho tablo soon saw himself Burrounded not only by players, but by spectators eager (oneaistut tho roveugo of tho famous loscra of tho night before, Quito natur ally Pcscado found himself in tho front rank of tho spectators, aud ho was not ono of thoso least mtorostod iu tho vicis situde of tho battle. For tho first hour tho chances scorned about equal. To divide them better Toronthul and Baroany played indepen dently of each other. They staked separately, and won a fow largo amounts, eoniotiinos on Biniplo combina tions, (sometimes on multiple coinbiua tions, and sometimes on many combina tion!! at onco. Luok decided ueithnr for or against thoin. But between four and tux o'clock it seemed to bo ruuuiug in their favor. At roulotto tho maxi mum is 0,000 francs, and this they gjniued&overul times on full number. Taronthal'8 hands Bhoolc as h stMlehcd them across tho tablo to stake kwrnwHoy, or aa ho snatched from iimkr tbe rxk tlio gold and notci of tlio roupira. Sarcany waa quito inastor 0( himself, ijd his orunteuauco giwo no eM at Uis emotions. Ho contented hiuMM'.U'HitjiouoouriiinghU companion vifclihw l6oks, and it was Toronthul whom chatioo thou followod with most 0mUtioy, Ioit I'cscadc, nUbongli rathor dmailr 1 by tho ooustaut movement of Hbm nkl and iioto. kept clow watoh on timni. and wondered if they would bo yredjMt uougU to luwp tha wulth Sandorf's Reven which was growing nndcr their llands, and if thoy would stop in timo. Then tho thought occurred to him that if they had that good sense which ho doubted they would loavo Monto Carlo and fly to somo other corner of Europe, where ho. would havo to follow them. If money did not fail them they would not fall so easily into the power of Doctor Antekirrt "uertnmiy," no tnougltt, "in every way it will bo better for them to get rumcil, and I am very much mistaken if thnt scoundrel Sarcany is tlio man to stop, onco ho is in tho swim 1" Whatever wero Pescado's thoughts and fears tho luck did not abandon tho two friends; luok threo times, in fact, that would havo broken tho bank, if the chief of tho tnblo had not thrown in an addi tional 20,000 francs. u.110 stnio wa3 quito an ovont among the spectators, tho majority of whom wero in favor of tho players. Was not this id rovengo for tho insolent series cf rougo by which tho administration had do largoly profited during tho provi ous ovonmgC Athalf-past six, when thoy suspended thoir play, Toronthal and Sarcany had realized more than 20,000 pounds. Thoy rose and left tho roulette tablo. Toron thal wnlkod with uncertain step, as if ho wero slightly intoxicated, intoxicated with emotion nnd corobral fatigue. Ilis companion, impassable as ever, watched him, thinking ho would bo tompted to oscapo with tho money he had won, aud withdraw himself from his influ ence. "Without n word thoy passed through tho hall, descended tho peristyle, nnd walked towards tho hotel. Pescado followed thom at a distance As ho came out ho saw near ono of tho kiosks in tho garden, Capo ISIntifou seated on a bnnch. Point Pescado stopped up to him. "Has tho time como?" asked 3Iatif on. ' What time?" "To -to " "Tocomo on tho stage ? No! not yctl you must wait at tho wingsl Havo you had your dinner ? "Yos." " My compliments to yon 1 My stom ach is in my heels and that is not tho place for a stomach 1 Hut I will got it up again if I havo time ! Do not movo from hero till I got back !" iVml Pescado rushed oil dowii tho hill nfter Toronthal and Sarcany. Whou ho found that thoy wero at dinner in thoir rooms, ho sat down at tho tallo d'hote. Ho was only just in time, and iu half an hour, as ho said, ho had brought back his stomach to tho normal plaoo that that organ occupies in tho human machine. Thou ho wont out with a capitnl cigar in his mouth and took up his position opposite the hotel. Assuredly," ho said, to himself, "I must havo boon made for a policeman 1 I havo mistaken my profession I" Tho question ho thon nskod lnmsolf was: Wero tlieso gontlemen going back to tho Casino this evening? About oight o'clock thoy appeared at tho hotel door. Pescado saw and heard that thoy wero in eager discussion. Apparently tho banker was trying to resist once more tho entreaties aud injunctions of his accomplice, for Sarcany in an imperious voice, was heard to say: "lou must, bilas! L will havo it so!" Thoy walked up tho hill to tho gardens of Monto Carlo. Point Pencado followed tliem, without being able to overhear tho rest of their conversation much to his regrot. lint this is what Sarcany was saj'ing, in a tone which admitted of no reply, to tho banker whoso resistance waa grow- iug feebler every minute: "To stop, Silas, whon luck is -with us is madness! You must havo lost your huid! In the 'dovoiuo' wo faced our gamo like fools, and in tho 'veiuo'wo must faco it liko wise men. We havo an opportunity tho only ono perhaps an opportunity that uiaj never occur again, to bo masters of our fata, masters of for tuno, and by our own fault wo shall let it escape us I Silan, do you not feel that luck" If it is not exhausted," said Toron thul. No! n hundred times, no!" roplied Sarcany; "it cannot bo explained, but it can bo felt, and it thrills you oven to your spinal cord! A million is waiting for us to-night at tho Casino tallica. Yes, a million, and I will not let it slip 1" "lou play, thon, Sarcau. "Mo! play alouo? No! Play with you, bilas les; anil it wo navo to chooso between us I will yield you my place. Tho 'voino' is personal, and it is manifest that to you it has returned. Play on then, nnd win !" In fact, what Sarcany wishod was that Toronthal should uot bo content with tho fow hundred thousand francs that would allow him to osoapa from his power; nut tliu lie wouiii either bocomn tho millionaire ho had been, or bo reduced to nothiu Jtioh, ho would continue his former life. Ruined, ho would havo to follow Sarcany where ho pleased. Iu either case, he would bo uuablo to injure him. llesist as ho might, Toronthal felt all tho jwssions of tho gambler rising within him. Iu tliA nusornblo abaaouient into which ho had fallen ho felt afraid to go. and at the same timo longed to go back to tho tables. Sammy a words sot lua blood on fire. Visibly, luck had deolarod iu his favor, and during tho last few hours with such constancy that it would bo unpardonable to atop. llio madman I lake all gamblers ha epoko in the present whon ho should havo spoken only in tho past! Iustead of saying, "I havo boon lucky "which was true ho said "I am luckv." whioh was fnlso. And in his brain, as in that of all who trust to chance, there was no other reasoning ! They forgot what waa recently Haid by ono of tho greatest mathematicians of Frauco, "Cliancj has ita aaprices, it has not ita habits." bareuny and Toronthal walked on to tho Casino, followed by Pescado; thero they stopped for a moment. "Silas," uaid Sarcany, "no hosiUtion! You hato resolved to ploy, havo you not?" '- Yc, resolved to risk ovcrjthiag for everything!" replied tho banker, In whom hesitation had ceased, when ho found himself on tho steps of the peri btyle. "It is not for mo to inflnenco you !" continued Sarcany; " trust to your own inspiration, not to mine it will not lead you astray. Aro you going for roulotto ? ' "No trcutc-ct-quarantol" caid Tor onthal, as ho entered tho hall. "You aro right, Silas! listen only to yonrsolf. Iloulotto has almost given you a fortune ! Trcnte-ct-quaranto will do tho rest I" Thoy entered the saloons, and walked around them; ton minutes afterwards Pescado saw them seat themselves at ono of tho trente-ot-nuaranto tables. There, in fact, thoy could play moro boldly, fox if tho chancos of tho gamo aro simple, tho maximum is 12,000 francs, and a fow passes can uivo. con siderable differences in gain and loss. Ilonco it is tho favonto gamo with de.s- porato players, and nt it wealth and poverty can bo mado with a vertiginous rapidity sufficient to raise tho envy of all tho Stock Exchanges of tho world. CHAPTER xvn. A CHECK FOU HAltCAIJT. Toronthal lost his fear ns soon as ho was seated at tho tronte-ot-quaranto tablo. Thero was no timidity now about his play; ho staked ids money liko n man m a fury. Aud Sarcany watched his every movement, deeply interested in this supromo crisis, deeply interested in thoisuie. For tho first hour tho alternations of loss and gain almost balanced each other, the advantage being on Torontlud'a side. Sarcany and ho imagined they woro nuro of success. Thoy grow excited, aud staked higlior and higher until tliey sluiced only tlio maximum. ISutsoon tho luck returnod to thoimpor turablo bank which, by this maximum protccto its interests iu no inconsiderable measure, and which knows no transports of folly. Then camo blow nttor blow. Tlio winnings duringthe afternoon wontheap by heap. Toronthal waa nn awful spec taclo ; his faco became congested, hisoye3 grow hnggnrd, ho clung to tho tablo, to his chair, to tho rolls of notes, aud the rouleaux of gold that his hand would hardly yield over with tho twitohings and convulsions of adrowniug man! And no ono was thoro to stop him on tho brink of the chasm! Not a hand was stretched out to help him ! Not an effort from Sarcany to tear him from tho place before ho was lost, boforo ho finally sank beneath tho wave of ruin I iU ton o'clock Toronthal had risked his last stake, his last maximum. Ho Won ! Tiun ho staked again and again and lost. And then ho rose, dazed nnd scared and fiercely wishing that tho very walls would crumble and crush tho crowd around him; ho had nothing loft nothing of all tho millions tiiat had been left in the bsuk when the milhoua of Count Saudorf had poured iu to ita aid. Toronthal, accompanied by Sarcany, who acted as his jailer, loft the gaming- room, crossed tlio liall, aim Hurried out of tho Casino. Then thoy fied across the square to the footpaths leading to La Turbie. Point Pescado was already on thoir tr ices, and as ho passed had shaken up Capo Matifou as ho lay half asleep on his bonoh, with a shout of " Wako up ! oven and los;s!" And Capo Matifou had como along with him, on a trail it would not do to loso. Sarcany nnd Toronthal continued to hurry on, side by side, aud gradually mounted tho paths which twist and wind on tho fiank of the mountain among tho olivo and orango gardens. 'Iho capricious zig-zags allowed Pescado nnd Matifou to keen thoin in view. although they could not get near enough to hear them. "Como back to tho hotel, Silas!" Sarcany continued to repeat, in an impe rious tone; "como back, ami bo cool again !" '2oJ we aro ruined ! Lot us part! I do not want to soo you again ! I do not want" "Part? nnd why? You will follow mo, biiaal To-morrow wo will leave Morocco I Wo havo enough to take us to Tetuan, and thero wo will fiuisli our work !" 'No! no! Leave mo, Sarcany, lea vo mo! raid 'loronthal. And he pushed him violently nsido as ho tried to catch on; then ho darted oil' at such speed that Sarcany had soma trouble in keeping up. Unconscious of his acts, Toronthal at every step risked falling into tho s oop raviuos above which I ho winding foot paths lay unrollod. Only ono idea possessed him ; to escape from Sarcany whoso counsels had led h m to misery, to oscapo without earing whore ho went or whui became of him. Sarcany felt that his aeoomplico was nt lat beyond him, that he was going to escape lam I Alt 1 if the Danuer Had not kuown those seerol.s that might ruin him, or at least irretrievably compro mise tho third game ho wishod to play, how littlo anxiety ho would havo felt for tho niiu ho had draggnd to tho brink of destruction! Hut, before he fell, Toronthal might give a last cry, and that cry ho must stiile nt nil hazards! lhen, from tho thought of tho critno on whieh ho had resolved, to its iuuno iliato xeoittion, was only n step, and this stop Sarcany did not hesitate to take. That which he had intended to do on tho road to Tot nan in the aolitudos of Morocco, might Ihi done here, this very night, ou this very spot which would mou bo deserted ! Hut just at present ln'tweon Monto Carlo ami La Turbie a few belated way- la-era wero alous: tho slopos, A cry from Silas might bring tliem to his help, aud the murderer intended the murder to bo commuted in such n way tunt it would never be suspected. Aud wi ho had to wait. Higher up, beyond Li Turbui nnd the frontier of Monaco, along tho Cornicho clinging to tho lower buttit'&soa of tho Alps. 2,000 feet above tlio sea Sarcany could strike a far surer blow. Who could thuu come to his victim's help? now nt tho fool of such precipices aa Iwrder that road could Toronthnl's corpse bo found ? Hut for tho Inst time, Sarcany tried to stop his accomplice and tempt him back to Monto Carlo. "Come, Silas, come," said he, seizing him by J lie arm; "to-morrow wo will begin again! Ihnvo somo money left." "Nol Leave me! Leavo me!" exclaimed Toronthal, with nu angry gesture. And if ho had been strong enough to struggle with Sarcany, if ho had been nrraiM, he might not even havo hesitated to tako vengeance on his old Tripolitan broker for all tho evil ho had dono him. With n hand that anger mado tho stronger, Toronthal thrust him aside ; then ho rushed towards tho last turn of tho path and ran up a fow steps roughly cut in the rock between tho littlo gar dens. Soon ho reached tlio main road of La Turbie, along tho narrow neck which dividos tho Dog's Head from Mont Agol, tho old frontier lino between Italy and Franco. " Go, then, Silas I" exclaimed Sar cany. "Go! but you will not go far!" Then turning off to the right ho scrambled over a stone hedge, scaled a garden wall, and ran on in front so a3 to precedo Toronthal along tlio road. Pescado and Matifou, although they had uot heard what had passed, had seen tho banker thrust Sarcany away and Sarcany disappear in tho shade. "Eh!" exclaimed Pescado. "Per haps tho best of them has gone ! Any how Toronthal is worth something ; and wo havo no choice I Come on, Capo; for ward n way 1" And in a fow rapid strides they wera close to Toronthal, who waa hurrying up tho road. Leaving to tho left tho littlo knoll with tho tower of Augustus, ho passed nt n run tho houses, then closed for tho night, and at length camo out ou tho Coruiche. Point Pescado and Capo Matifon fol lowed him less than fifty yards behind. But of Sarcany thoy thought no moro. iio nnd either taken tho crest of tho dope to tho right, or abandoned his accomplico to return to Monto Carlo. Tho Cornicho is an old Itoman road. When it leaves La Turbie, it drops to wards Nice, running in mid-mountain by magnificent rocks, isolated cones, and profound precipicea that cleavo their ravines down to the railway lino along tho shorn. Beyond, on this starry night by tho light of tho moon, then rising m tho east, thero showed forth confusedly tho six gulfs, thoislo of Sainto Hospice, tho mouth of the Var, the peninsula of Garoupe, tho Capo of Antibes, tho Juan Gulf, tho Lerias Islands, tho Gulf of Napoule, and tho Gulf of Cannes, with tho mountains of Esterel in tho background. Hero shone tlio harbor lights of Beaulieu at tho base of the escarpments at Petite- friquo, then of Villefrancho in front of Mont Louzn, and yonder tho lamps of the fishing-boats reflected ou tho calm waters of tho open sea. It was inst after midnight. Toron thal, ns soon as ho had got out of tho La Turbie, left tho Cornicho, aud dashed down a littlo road leading di rectly to Eza, a sort of eag'o's nest with a half-savage population, boldly placed on n reck above a mass of pines and carob trees. Tho road was quito desortod. Tho madman kept ou for somo timo witnout slackening his pace or turning his head; suddenly ho throw himself offto tho loft, down n narrow foot-path runniug closo to tho high olift' along tho shore, under which tho railwaj'and carriage-road pasa by tho tunnel. TO EE CONTINUED. Met His Apropos Wife on tho Battlefield, of romantic marriages. lliero is no man in congress who can show a hotter record than Representa tive William .7. Stone of Kentucky, who takes Oscar Turner's place in tho house. Tho story of Stone's tcrrihlo wound on tho battlefield was told not lonjr ago, but the best part of tho story was left out. Tho battle where ho lost his log was near C'ynthiana, Ky. lie was iu tlio Lonleuerate service, anil after that battle was lying on tho field gasping for water, with his leg shot away almost to the hip. A Federal sol dier saw him and asked him if he was not thirsty. Ho replied that he was iind tho Yankee went oil' and brought hack a canteen full of water. Ho raised the wounded man and gave him a drink, and then in kindness left his own canteen by the side of what ho thought to be Iho dying rebel. Said he, "I will leave this, as von may want to drink again after awhile." Stono thanked him. As ho turned to go awuv another Union soldier eamo up and said: "Hello! my man, is that rebel dead?" Tho first Yankee replied ho was not, but he thought ho was dying. The newcomer then said: "Stand aside ami I'll finish him," and with that ho raised his musket. Tho kind-hearted Yankee stepped iu front of him and told him if ho shot the rebel ho would shoot him. This ended the matter, nnd tho gooil and tho bail Union soldier wont nwav together. This much of the story has already been told. Mr. btono lay upon the battle field for somo time, hugging the canteen to him. Tho troops had now all left tho field, and none hut the dead and dying remained. At this a number of young ladies from tlio town of Cvnthiana camo to visit the hattlolicld. They hud gathered up the ramrods scattered among the dead, and ono of them, find ing Mr. Stone still alive, and the sun beating down upon him. took a bundle of these ramrods and stuck them into tho earth, making a half-moon of paling fence about his head. Over this sho spread her shawl and did what sho could to ease him. This young woman j is now Mrs. Stone, ono of the accom plished women of our Congressional soeietv. Stono fell in lovo with liar nn tho batlelield, and after his recovery .ho sueeei'dod in winning her. The storv, If told Iu tho shape of a novel, wo'vd bo considered improbable. But truth is stranger than fiction, and there are more romances nil around us than there are on tho book shelves. turn tn Clcvctunil Lanier. A rcblilent of Santa llarbara, Cat, has a case of eight domesticated humailajj bird. GOING TO CONGRESS. Thero is n certain fascination to a ) oung or old man, in b?ing "talked of," as the man who ought to go to con gress from his district, and the con gressional boo is buzzing in thousands of bonnets all over the country. Men there arc, who think tho world would havo no further ambitions for them, if they could once go to congress, nnd thoy will work nnd wait, and plan, nnd humiliate themselves, and bargain and sell and buy, until finally, after years of the dirtiest and most detestable work they will get the nomination, when they will work night and day, and lie, cheat, steal, get drunk and debase themselves, and be elected. Then they think tho trouble is over, aud they will have two years of peace, associating witli the great men of the nation. A few. days since a iiaper published a long list of members ot congress who nan positively asserted that they would not under any circumstances be re-elected, and that inoney could not hire them to -ervo another term in congress. Many who have not investigated tho annoy ances of u congressman, wonder why men who have been there should not have the same desire to go again. It looks as though congress would be n splendid place for a man to go, who wanted to amount to something. It seems as if a wealthy man who w anted to retire from business, could he elected to congress aud be perfectly happy. Well, the liapppy member of congress is one that is dead. There is no posi tion more trying to a man. lie is the body servant of any man in his district who wants anything at Washington, from a post ollico to apackago of pump kin seeds. The congressman necessari ly makes many promises of attention to liis constituents, and lie goes to Wash ington hoping that tho constituent has forgotten about it, hut the constituent never forgets. If lie does not want any thing himself ho hunts up someone who does, so that ho may bring it before the congressman, and show his influence with tlio great man. If told that the matter is not worth taking the timo of the congressman, ho will say, "Gosh, our congressman will do anything for me. I don't want it to get out but con fidentially, if it hadn't been for vie, he would have boon beaten. He told me after election, says he, Jim, I lay the success to j'ou, and you can draw on me at sight, for anything!' Thoro may bo a hundred such friends that the con gressman has made in his district, and he knows that on the least appoaranco of lukowarmness on his part, thoy will go back on him, and talk it over at the corner grocery, how he has got too big for his boots. " Men get mail at their congressman because ho does not write to them, whether ho has any business with them or not. Thoy remember that he used to write to thoin when ho wanted work done. Then if he writes to them, by tho aid of a secretary, thov say ho is getting above his business. If ho" sends a letter to a constituent, print ed witli a type writer, the- got mad and say they want liim to understand thoy can rea'd "writin'." anil it isn't neces sary for him to print his letters to them. If he sends a package of garden seeds to one, and another hoars of it, and none camo to him, ho is mad, and says they will teach the congressman a les son next time. His voles aro watched closely, and a congressman can make life long enemies of his friends by votes that are of no importance at all. Ono member tried for a week to explain how it was that he voted to adjourn at two o'clock in the afternoon, when he ought to work till supper time. Tlio fact that he worked until after mid night on a committee, had nothing to do with tho case, and tho constituent voted lor the opposing candidate, bo causo ho believed the old congressman was a shirk. Besides, he had sont a neighbor a sack of cabbage seed from tho agricultural department, and the indignant constituent had not received any. A man, with a million dollars, wlio never let business bother him any moro, and who has a lovely homo, sur rounded by every comfort, and friends innumerable, aud who is perfectly happy, allows himself to ho elected to congress, and he takes his wife and goes to Washington, and they tako rooms at a hotel. At homo the wife is loved and respected by all who know her, and hor houso is tho contor of social affairs. After living in Washington a month sho had four calls from persons sho never hoard of before, who aro wives of members from different parts of tho country. Sho has made the acquaint ance in the hotel parlors, of the wives of two members, and four females, whom sho believes to be lobbyists, who have designs on hor husband's votes, and she is tho "hoinesickest" woman on earth. In two mouths she has got acquainted with tho wives of three members from her own state, two of whom sho don't like; has attended ono White House reception, and seen her name in a Washington society paper spelled wrong, but it was announced that she was lovely in a low corsage and diamonds, when sho knows she is bony, and nevor had a low dress iu the past thirty years. She tries to prevent any of the society papers going to her home, fearing her friends will laugh at hor. In threo mouths she is sick and dis couraged, and tho society papers an nounce that tho loving aud accom plished wife of Congressman So-and-so has returned to her homo to prepare for social festivities at tho capital later iu the season. She returns to have a fit of sickness, aud w.shos to heaven hor husband had novor thought of going to congress. In tho meantime the con gressman, whoso life was so quiet at home, and so full of enjoyment, is humping himself night nnd day to keep tip with the demands of his constitu ents. He shadows the pension ollico tmtd ho is culled a bore, ho works tho postolllce department for offices, and is the tired servant of everybody, walking j.iuilas overy day, attend' s sessions aud committee meetings introduces con stitueuts from home to tho president, though ho is in doubt whether the pres ident knows who he is, shows a gang of vWitors through the eapilol building, aud oth r places ot interest, as though he wero a guide instead of a statesman. IIo loses his uppet.to. and miiybo takes to stimulants; perhaps ho dies of ma laria, but if he lives he goes homo to bo rc-elcctcd, s'ck, disgusted, but desiring to be vindicr.tcd by a second term. Ho finds that in his absence every public act of his has been been misconstrued, and many of his former friends have gone hack on him. and if ho is re-elected he has to buy his election, which ho docs, and then ho serves out his second term carelessly, nnd don't want a re election and generally does not get it He returns to his home broken down, his temper injured so ho can't enjoy himself if he wanted to, his wealth is no good to him. and he dies, finally, leaving to his fam.ly the legend that "pa was in congress once." Tho glory of statesniansh p is small. 'cat's Hun. ART IN AMERICA. The Two jroiitlccllls Ono n I.om bnrd, tho Other n I'rencliman. Amatctirship in America has been the prop of many French painters without earning their gratitude. Legislation by congress a year or so ago gave them a better reason for their openly express ed contempt that they once had. Amer ica's ready purse has kept sonic from starving, and raised others to a position which princes rightly envy. America has also greatness: Barye, the sculptor, Jean Francois Millet, were better un derstood and better treated by Ameri cans than by thoir own countrymen. Go to Paris to-day and ask for Monti cclli. It will bo a very well-informed artist who can tell you who ho is. There are two Monticellis, one a Lom bard. who paints genre pictures, nowise different from the ordinal y atrocity of modern Italy; and tlio other a French man of Marseilles, who is probably the greatest colorist alive. A riotous early life, great reserve, complete withdraw al from tlio world, and present incapac ity to equal every work when Dins liv ed and was charged with keeping this eccentric painter concealed iu order to profit by his work and counsel make tlio recognition of Monticelli by the' men of tho day nearly impossible. Where was he recognized? In Ameri ca. Where are his best pictures? In America. By somo occult means he in herited the palette which slipped so early from the hand of Marilhat; with out any known excursions into tho true orient ho seems to have found in Prov ence the glowing and deeply harmoni ous colors of the best old oriental rugs and carpets. This, to be sure, convoys but faint praiso to somo minds who ask that a definite story shall bo told in every picture, and who use the term "decorative" as a slur. Such will find little to admire iu Monticelli. Tlio Bacchanalian scene here produced a vision of a dance iu that Italian gar don to which tlio pleasure-loving Flor entines who toid tlio stories of tho De cameron withdrew is not by any means tlio important point in tho original. Tho groups are at first indistinct;" onby gradually" ilo they announce themselves to tho brooding eye; slowly thoy re solve into threo separate rings of danc ers, and one great cluster ot quiet spec tators grouped before tlio ruined tem ple on the left. In Monticelli it is tlio wonderful color that atlracks, a color; composed of an apparently haphazzard but really deeply felt intermingling of cream whites, lemons, subdued blues and reds. Early Italian pictures often show this heaping up of incident, this tapestry-liko mingling of low colors, and this high finish in tlio faces. It is a sensuous tumult of color that arises from tho ample gowns and ilowing cloaks of devil-may-care dancers, as they pace along ecstatic, or fiing their limbs in a sudden burst to tlio thrum ming of a Provencal Mephislo seated on the loft. No painter like Monticelli for startling and really griev ing honest, orderly souls, who wish to tako their line arts serenely, with circumspection, with instant grasp of all the painter meant. To enjov Monticelli best it is well to havo his picture at the foot of one's bed, and open tho eyes on it during tho white first hours of tho morning, when the spirit is still half in dreamland, and the amazing dopth anil subtlety of his color-valves have a chanco to penetrate before the hard conventionalities of wide-awako day draw tho blinds upon tho senses and open tho doors to reason. Monticelli at his best, as when lie painted this, is a workman for poets and for amateurs who will not give a lig for rules who aro at onco wide enough and bold enough to appreciate extremes in the art. And to say that is to say a great deal. Magazine of Art. Had Gone Up. Colonel Moloy sont a recently em ployed colored man to tho postotlice for fifty cents worth of postage stamps. "Look here, Simon," said tho colonel when tho man returned, "you have only brought mo thirty cents' worth of stamps. How's that?" "I paid him fifty cents fur 'em, sah." '.No, you didn't. You have kopt twenty cents. Stamps aro two conts apiece, and you have onlv brought mo fifteen, instead of twenty-live," "Look hcah. boss, l'se powerful sorry tor seo dat yer doan keep up wid do market. Do pr.co o' stamps hub dim riz." "What?" "Dun riz, I tells yer." "Give mo twenty cents, Simon." "How ken 1 gin yer do crinount whon da charged so much fur do stamps? Co'n nn' wheat an' oats an' rye an' stamps is all dun gono up, an' hoah yer comes makiii' or motif or bout twenty conts. ftobor seed do liko in mcr life. Es pusson kaint lib in dis heah country widout gittln' inter trouble 'Taint my fault dat do market changes. Beckiu dnt if I went out tcr buy some moat fur yer I'd be 'cuzed o'stealin'. Neber seed do liko. 1 'spizo er whito man no how." Arkamuio Traveler. Ills Ruling Passion. A certain editor of a weekly news paper mado a practice- of "stopping the proas to announce," if ho had nothing more important to notico than a dog fight. One week everything was dull as a patent oillco report, but tho ruling passion cropped out as follows: "Wo stop the press to announce-that nothing has occurred since wo wont to prejs of siillic out interest to Induce u to stop the press to anuounco it." Texas Stft- VHJS.