not conceal. His counteuancv wai a flu*, I
frank and pleasing one; th* feature* in
disputably handsome, and the complexion
slightly darkened, evidently by exposure
to sun and wind; while the simple open
ness and honestv of his mauuer could not
fail to please one.
At the invitation of Hugh Lamonte he
entered r.nd sat dowu, stating that he
had come from Avallvu, and desired ts
obtain employment in this neighborhood.
EORGE SCHUYLER belonged
“W hat kind of eniploymeut do you
to au old New York family,
seek?” asked Hugh.
Helen Ganzev«»ort also belonged
”1 am a gardener, monsieur," answered ' to an old New York family, Georg»*'«
the young man, respectfully, “and if I
could have the care of a gardeu some- ■ branch of the Schuyler family was
poor. Helen'» branch of the Ganz«*-
where about here---- ”
“But." interrupted Hugh, in a thought voort family was rich.
The parents of both these young peo
ful tone, “we do not need gardeners about
here. Up in the village, where the peo- I ple had bren the «taumhest kind of
pie are all farmers, they take care of i friemls since they hail bren old enough
their own gardens. Besides, it is late in , to know what friendship meant, ami
the season for that work.”
friends hail the anc«*stor» bren for g»*n
The young man blushed as he returned: |
“O, I know that, monsieur—1 know , eratlous back to th»* time of the stump
Gcorg«> Schuyler was
that; but I would be willing to work for ' leggiai Peter.
five years old»*r than Helen Ganze
so much the less.’’
"Good! But still, I think it is not very 1 voort. There was enough of the «ame
likely that you will find employment of Dutch Idea left In G»«orge to make him
that kind. If it were the spring instead i a dutiful son as there was enough
of near the autuiuu now, perhaps the of the sain«- Dutch In Helen to make
marquis might take you. But as it is,
you must think of something else. You her a dutiful daughter. G«*orge Schuy
are really in need of work, 1 suppose?" | ler hail l»d*n brought up to believe
“Yes. monsieur. I bring a certificate that one day he must marry Helen
from my former master."
Ganxevoort. qni! Helen Ganzevoort
"Who was he?”
had b«>en brought up to believe that
“The Compte d’Artois, monsieur."
our Jay she must marry George
"The Compte d’Artois!" Hugh regard Schuyler.
ed the young man fixedly for a moment,
The Sehuyl»»rs were not rich, aa has
till the red color Hushed into his cheek
again. “Let me see your certificate, if bren said, and when George was Iti,
instead of being scut to college he
you please," he said.
The man drew’ it forth and gave it to was shlpp»*»! west, to se«- If he could
Hugh. It said eimply:
pick up a fortune, Helen was at that
“This certifies that the bearer, Robin time 11 years old. ami she »lid not
Marron, is industrious, honest and tern feel keenly at all the parting with her
perate, and will be found faithful aud prospective husband, anil It must be
trustworthy by whoever may need his ser
confessed that George didn't shed
vices.
many tears when he said gooil by to
"(Signed),
thia plain little girl with her hair In
LOUIS, COMPTE D’ARTOIS."
“That is well," said Hugh, quietly, as pigtails.
he returned the paper, "and speaks ex George Schuyler went to San Fran
cellently for you. Master Robin. But it cisco. and the.« In the course of nine
will not be of much use here, I am afraid. years he did manage to pick up what
Is there nothing else you could do?”
the farmer call» a “tidy bit of money."
“Oh, yes, monsieur,” answered Robin.
“I like this neighborhood, and 1 have George went east twice during Ills San
some fancy for farm work. Doubtless I Francisco stay, but both times Helen
could make myself useful to some of your Ganzevoort was abroad. They wrote
to each other onre every three months,
neighbors."
“Well, it is a busy time, and there is and while there wasn't a line of affec
every chance for one who comes recom tion In the letters on either side, there
mended like you. Extra work-people are was enough lu them to show that each
wanted by several of the farmers. There
is Antoine Lebrun and Pierre Martin,
both of whom I know need one or two
more men. They live something like a
mile or two beyond here. You will, with
out doubt* find work among some of
them."
“Thank you. I will try them,” return
ed Robin, rising, and taking up his stick
and bundle, which he had laid beside him
on the floor.
(To bo continued.)
t
A SIMPLE RUSE
CHAPTER VI.
finally laid it out to his own satisfac
A month passed. I.oui» had intended tion.
to leave the chateau at the expirution of
By this time his arm was almost en
a month. It went by. but still he lingered; tirely
healed. He had remained within
and, as he had no pressing business else doors for
some days; but now resumed his
where, he said to himself that the sunt
liter might wear away as well here as in usual out-of-door amusements, taking
care, however, to avoid every place
places where he might not like so well to good
wherein a foe might lie concealed.
stay. So he was in no hurry to depart.
Some careless inquiries which he made
Time passed very pleasantly at the of Rose and her father, assured him that,
chateau. A great portion of his days was even if Gasparde were in the neighbor
passed indoors, in the society of his un hood, they were unconscious of it. He
cle and his beautiful cousin Helen; and resolved to set a watch, however, to as
the remainder was spent in the open air, certain the amount of correctness in his
in the pursuit of his favorite amuse suspicions.
ments. Louis was as fond of sketching
One day, very shortly after the occur
as ever, and nearly every morning he rences above recorded, Louis receive»! let
might have Iteen seen roving about the ters from Lyons which seemed to inter
neighborhood in search of food for his est him very deeply. Business of some
pencil, as we have already seen him, re importance, he announced, obliged him to
turning at noon, to display to Mademoi leave the chateau sooner than he had in
selle Montauban the result of his labor; tended. The good marquis expresse»! the
though, on the first occasion «of this kind, utmost concern and regret at hearing
it must be allowed that the exhibition of this.
his sketches was subjected to some slight
"Why, m.v dear Louis,” said he, “I
reserve, the picture of Rose and her counted on keeping you for months yet.
dwelling being withheld. Eor what rea Why will you go? Surely you can sub
son, however, he himself, perhaps, scarce mit to your agent, or avocet, all affairs
ly knew at the time.
of business for the present.”
He had seen Rose two or three times
“My dear uncle, the case is impera
since that visit, both at the chateau and tive." answered the count.
at the cottage, where he had met her
"Then, as soon as this affair is trans
father also. The admiration of Louis acted. you will return to us? I will hear
for our pretty heroine certainly was by of no refusal.”
no means ou the decrease; while Hugh
“I promise you, monsieur, I will re
Lamonte was an enigma to him. The pe turn.”
culiarity of this man's appearance and
Helen Montauban had waited silently
manners was a matter of no little per for the decision. She made no attempt to
plexity to him as to others. The gravity urge Louis to prolong his stay. She did
and reserve of Hugh were so many sub not even express a regret at the an
jects of mystery. But it was a mystery nouncement of his intended departure on
not likely soon to be solved.
Nobody the following day; but a closer observer
knew anything concerning him previous might have seen the emotion which she
to the time of his coming to occupy his felt. And she received the parting kiss
present abode. His former place of res of her handsome cousin with a smile.
“M.v dear Helen.” he said, frankly, tak
idence was unknown. Conjecture had
done her best, and the mystery remained ing her hands in his, “tell me that you
a mystery still.
are sorry to bid me adieu, or I shall not
Louis often spoke with his uncle on believe it.”
“I do regret your departure, Louis,” she
this subject. The good marquis could
answered, in a low, clear tone; “but why
only shake his head in perplexity.
“He is a strange man, that is all I should I display it? You say your busi
can say, m.v dear boy,” said he; "and ness is imperative, and I would not detain
yet there is something about him which you. Besides, you are to return.”
“Yes—I shall return,” he echoed.
attracts me. That lofty sternness which
he sometimes wears strikes one most “Adieu, sweet cousin!"
"Louis." said the marquis, as he ac
strangely. I never observe it without
companied his nephew to the gate of the
thinking of---- ”
court, “you must mind and come back
“Of what, monsieur?” asked Louis.
“Of my—of Henri—your uncle, my boy. as soon as possible. If the plan which
We quarreled once, he and I, and he I mentioned the other day succeeds. Rose
wore just that look and manner after will be an inmate of the chateau before
Poor little Rose! one cannot but
ward. You never saw him, Louis.” And winter.
wish to see her in such circumstances as
the good marquis sighed.
seem more befitting her. Helen needs
"What was the reason of the quarrel, a friend and companion, too, and both
uncle?” asked Louis.
will be benefited. If Hugh Lamonte will
“It is a long story. I cannot tell you consent to part with her. she shall come.
now,” was the answer; “but, some day, The first thing that put this plan into my
perhaps, I will relate it to you.”
thoughts was the persecutions of that fel
It was no uncommon thing now for low Gasparde. I wished to remove her
Louis to encounter Jacques I^roux now, from his way. To be sure, he is not here
in his usual strolls about the neighbor at present, but then there is no knowing
hood. They often met: and the young how soon he may return. I shall talk
count, feeling an interest in this rough, with Hugh—I shall talk with him; and
but evidently honest-hearted fellow, who Helen will use her influence, too. I know,
had taken pains to render him a service, for she likes Rose. So when you return,
spent many an hour in conversation with you may, perhaps, find another cousin,
him while reclining on the banks of the Louis.”
valley stream, engaged in angling, or
"Your plan is an excellent one. my dear
roaming over wood and hill, with his be uncle,” returned the young man, “and
loved portfolio, for Louis was an unwear I wish you all success. Depend upon it,
ied artist.
the endeavors which you and my cousin
And all this time Gasparde was away, make, for the benefit of Rose, will not be
Hugh and Jacques alone knew where; thrown away.”
for the former. Hugh Lamonte, uneasy
The gate of the court closed; the fuest
at a neighborhod so little to be desired, was gone.
had dispatched him to manage the affairs
Slowly rode master and man down the
of that portion of the horde engaged in valley to the little inn by the roadside,
the contraband trade, well reasoning that, and here Louis dismounted. Immediate
l>eing as far distant as the coast itself, ly. as he did so, there came from an
he had nothing unpleasant to apprehend inner room a young man, who. appearing
from him. Gasparde, as may be guessed, at the door, made a respectful obeisance
had been no little dissatisfied with this to Louis, saying:
arrangement, and resolved to return, se
“Ah! monsieur; you see I am punc
cretly. as soon as an ’opportunity pre tual."
sented* itself.
“Good!” answered the count. “How
It was one day when Louis had been long have you been here?”
rambling about during the whole morn
“Three hours fully, I think.”
ing that, wearied out. he threw himself
“That is well. I see you do not forget
beneath the shadow of a tree to rest, in your master's habits. But come; we must
the midst of a small grove half way be have a room in private for a little while.
tween the chateau and the cottage. He Francois!" to his valet, “get down and
had a book with him. and opening it, soon wait awhile. I wish to transact some pri
became deeply engaged in its perusal. vate business with this person. Come,
Perhaps he might have passed half an Robin!”
hour thus. At the end of that time, how
“You have got your spade and its ac
ever, he closed it, and taking up his companiments with you. • presume?” in
gun. which he bad thrown on the turf quired th»» young count of the man he had
beside hint, he took his way towards the met. as the two entered a little room to
road, which was not many steps distant. gether.
But he had hardly reached it. ere a bul
"Yes. indeed. Monsieur Louis, and one
let whistled through the air, struck his or two changes of apparel. It is for no
left arm. ploughing up the flesh as it more than a mouth or two, I think you
went, and continuing its course till it said?”
lodged in the trunk of a large tree by the
"That is all.”
‘•Then I dare say 1 brought sufficient
roadside.
It had evidently proceeded from some with me; more than that might be
M e
place very near the spot which he bad thought superfluous, you know.
left; but he had no time to look for the must be natural.”
“Yea-yes. Robin. It is all right. Shut
source of the compliment, for the warm
blood already poured down his arm, sat the door now. and be careful there is no
urating completely the sleeve which cov chance for eavesdroppers.”
They went in, and the door was else
ered it. Hastening on. he sat down by
the trunk of the tree which had receiv ed upon them.
Some twenty minutes might have elaps
ed the bullet, and taking his handkerchief
out, folded it into a bandage. At that ed when it was re-opened and they came
moment, raising his eyes, he beheld forth again, the young count striking
Jacques Leroux coming along the road from his varnished boot one or two
from the village. He called to him, and straws with his riding switch, and bend
ing his head to conceal a smile that curv
the man ran up.
ed his mustached lip; while his compan
"What's the matter now. Monsieur ion, with less apparent restraint, was
Louis?" he asked, in some surprise. laughing outright—a low. musical, but
“Shot in the arm? Winged like a wild hearty laugh.
He quickly grew grave,
fowl! Why. what---- " He glanced at however, and said, aloud, as they pro
the gun that the count had again laid ceeded to the outer door, where the inn
down, and Louis recognized the impres keeper was still standing, and endeavor
sion which he entertained.
ing to draw the usually gruff Francois
"Well, my good fellow." he said, light into something like conversation:
ly. despite the slight faintness he felt
“You think, then, monsieur le compte.
from the loss of blood, "you do not think that I shsll get employment somewhere
I would commit intentional suicide—do
here?”
you? and if I did. I should certainly se about
"O. doubtless—doubtless, Robin, was
lect a surer spot than this. But 1 am the reply. "You will bare my certificate
glad you are here. This ooe-handed work I of character, if it is required; but your
is rather awkward. Just fssten the band ' face will do as well, if I am not mistak-
age about it tightly, if you please—so.
en.’’
That Is it. Be sure the knot is fast.”
“Well—well! I need
to ***
And during this time Louis had con have
you reelf. Robin. I wiah that you
cluded. since Jacques bad draw n bis own
meet with fool fortune ”
inferences, to let him keep them, snd tell may
•»Thank you. mon«ieur.” returned the
him nothing concerning the actual state I nth^r gratefully. “I shall endeavor to
of the matter: for a thought had sud
»«lit tn tnnr
îi < ki .
denly occurred to him. as be endeavored
117 tnntt^rwi
to account for the case himself, which
s b** 'mounted bn <jwn little hack.
made him resolve to trust his own dex
<1 ID***►d wurlily mo ngb toward his
terity in finding out the truth, and keep
t yoong peopl e will turn into
silent on the subject until them, lor
I do not kn< rir who will re-
whoever had fired thia shot at him «as
but tl
an enemy, since he could not bring h m-
eelf to believe the deed unintentional.
And what enemy bad he besides teas-
perde?
Louis passed several lays in deep retlec-
tiou. A double object occupy 1
tention. which was. in pert, the discov-
ery of the present whereabouts of Gas
IB*
parde. whom be believed to he in th»
il-
neighborhood without the know 'edge i
if
Hnrh Lamonte; the other point the read-
i»f
er will prmestly nnderetaitd.
A half perfected scheme was in pro-
Eor a tin»», as we
I
grr*« •f completion
thia, and
hav* •id. be meditated oa
A BRITON'S IDEA OF FREEDOM
It Was to Kott Himself on the White
House Lawn, and He Did It.
"I never go to Washington that I do
not think of a young Englishman who
went around the city with me a dozen
years ago," «aid a man who had Just
returned from the inauguration cere
monies. "We saw everything that there
was to be seen, lie was pleased with
everything, and lie said so; but the
thing that Impressed him most was the ■K SAW A COUNTRY Ut HL IN A CALICO
D>ua.
lack of formality and the abseuce of
guards.
felt that the old marriage arrange
"He never tired talking of this and ment made by tile parents still stood.
comparing the simplicity of the ar George Schuyler was 20 years old.
rangements in Washington with the His income now was large enough to
way the rulers of Europe are guard«*d. justify him in marrying, and In feel
Particularly he was impressed by the ing that be wouldn't have to go' to the
fact that any one who wish«*d was al bureau drawer every morning to find
lowed to go Into the White House bis wife's purse. <»e«>rge was going
grounds, and wunder around without ba«'k to take a bride that he hadn't
showing any passes or credentials of *«*en In nine years, and It's Just barely
any kind.
possible that he didn't feel overly com
"Well, one day we were wandering fortable at the prospect. As a mat
around and we went up past the White ter of fact, George Schuyler liketl
House. Th«* Englishman stopped an«l bachelorhood. No woman ever as yet
watched the stream of men ami women had stirred his pulse. His gnu ami bls
going into the grounds.
rod were more to him than all the
" 'By Jove,’ lie said, ‘It Is wonderful women In the world. But George liad
ami no mistake. Why. they let you do been getting letters from his aged
just as you please. Do you know, I parents, who said that It was time he
think that if a fellow wanted to he came east and went to wooing In earn
could go in there and roll over ou the est He wrote that be would start
lawn and there wouldn't be a person In a week, but that on his way lie
who would think of sio-aklng to him was to etop for a few days' fishing
about it.’ ’Of course, no one would with an old friend on the Beaverklll,
speak to him about it.' I said. ‘What'S that Ideal trout stream which tumbles
more, If you want to do it 1'11 stay here down the southern slope of the Cats
and watch you. and If any one does kills on Its way to Delaware.
say anything about it 1'11 help you lick
George Schuyler took his fly book
him.'
■ nd his split bamboo rod ou the first
“ 'Will you?' he said.
morning after his arrival at lila
“ 'I mean IL' I said.
friend's wilderness lodge and start«*«l
“He looketl at me for a minute and out to whip the at ream for the
then be walked into the White House speckled beauties. He was In wading
grounds. There was a crowd there, but b«x>t« hip high, and down the stream
no one paid the least attention to him. be went, dropping bis "coachman” lure
lie went out on the lawn, right In front I to the surfare of every pool where
of the main entrance to th«* building, it looked as though a trout might lurk.
and lay down flat on his back. Then
Lurk was only fair and the sun was
he rolled over three times, «lowly and getting high. Trout don't like the
delilierately. Then he got up and glare of the midday sun and they keep
walkeil out of the ground«, as happy as away from the surface, no matter how
though be had found $ld.
tempting the morsel offered for con
"No one look«*d at him, and no one| sumption. George Schuyler waa think
spoke to him; to roll over on the White ing about reeling In and going back
House lawn might have been the prop to the lodge, when suddenly at a plare
er thing to do so far as the attention where the B«*aver«klll broadened he
that it attra«te«i went. The English «aw a country girl, In a calico drene
man said that if he bad a< te<! that way and sunbonnet, sitting st the water's
hi any of the capitals on tin- other side wige She was listening to the song
he would have lieen l««ke«l up as a|* of a brown thrasher that, tilting on a
dangerous chara» ter. He was very low tree top. wa« pouring forth Its
proud of his exploit and 1 su|q><me that medley for the benefit of bls *uabon
he is «till telling the story of it in En neted friend.
gland."—New York Sun._____
Georg* Schuyler stopped In mid
Never Again.
stream. He did not wl«h to disturb
At the mounted gam»-» of Squadron th* bird’s solo, upon which ths listen
A. not so many years ago. a bright ing girl *remed so Intent He stopped,
young man sat between two pretty but slipped on a round stone and
girls. In the potato ra«e a trooper of splashed the water, which was calm
the name of Bellamy came in ae«-ond. and still Just the*re. Th* thrasher went
“Ah! I am so sorry." exclaimed one into the thicket like a flash and tha
of the fair one«. “It eeemed onre ae girl turned her head Juat as quickly.
though be woul»l win.”
George Schuyler »aw a face under
“But.” »aid the bright young man. the shadow of the huge country bon
-be waa looking backward” iwhicb n<-t that was much more than pretty
had been true».
and which had in It that which rnen
"He wasn't,” «napped the girl. “He rightly call character George’s fish
led around onre."
erman's cap wa« off In an Instant
briicht young rr«n says be “Goxl morning«” ar* allowable In the
irii lifand never wthlem»«« without the formality of
an Introduction.
“1 am Just almut to atop fiahfng and
o back to the lodge of my friend.
Mr Payaon. Can you tell me If there
the a:
i a shorter path than the strrem it-
eifT’
The girl nodded brightly
"Y»«."
h» said, "you ran fake the trail
through the tamara«-ka. It begins Juri
here” Then the girl turn««! her at
tention onre more to the brown thrash
er. who gave symptoms of bring will
ing to start hie solo onre more.
Si huyler thanked rhe girl reurteoua-
ly and after reeling In his line started
ug tlx trail ItxlK’Bted. When bu
bout a scratch.
Science '
invention
foothold there. All the present Cana
dian territory of British Columbia and
Yukon, which are west of the great
mountain chain, would have been se
en r> d for ths Cnltcl States. And then,
when the transfer of Alaska to us by
Russia came—and it would have come
earlier than 1867 In that event—we
would have an unbroken stretch of
territory from the northern border of
Mexico up to tieyoud the arctic circle.
— Ltwlle's Weekly.
The changing of a river’s channel
reached his friend Jam«*« l'ayson's la the greatest project now being i-on-
lodge the first tiling be said was: “Jltn. aldered by Italian engineers.
The
In the name of all that's lovely, who Sale flows Into the Mediterranean near
is your sunbonnet«*«! n«»lght>or with a Salermo. but it ts to be tapped tn the
voire Ilk.«* a bubbling spring and eyes hills, and the water takeu across to NEW STORY OF EBEN HOLDEN.
like those of the girl« in old Her th«» Adriatic watershed to Irrigate the LIK1* Girl W ho Love«l a Doll Hetter
rick's poems?”
Than She Did Herself.
province of Puglia.
Jim Payson laughed. “You must
"Wai." sahl Uncle Eb. thoughtfully,
For measuring feeble Illuminations,
havo run across old Cheney's »laughter. like the Zodiacal Light and Gegen "I 'member one year, the »lay before
He ha« 4i«> or 50W rocky acres with a schein, M. Touchet has devised a spe Christtuua. my father gin me 2 shill
littl«* house ou them. Mary Is hl« only cial Instrument, resembling a theodo in'. I walkeil all the way t’ Salem
»laughter, and he put her through Vas lite In appearance. it Is provided with with It. 1 went In a big store when
sar ami made quite a lady of her. She a constant flame and a slit regulated 1 come t’ the city. Sre •' many things
Is a beauty and no mistake. Hit you In width by a screw with divided b«»ad. couldn't make up my mind t* buy
first time. eh. ohl man?"
and when the llluuiluattou of the field nuthln'. 1 stud there freiln’ uv a
Schuyler colored a little and »aid; through the slit exactly equals the pair o' skate*. They wuz grand—all
“Well, not exactly hit. Jim. I must light to lie measured, a reading Is ob shiny with new straps an' buckle*—I
not l»e hit, you know', but the girl la tain«*«! that is easily redured to a did want 'em awful—but I didn't bev
attractive and no mistake."
enough money. Purty soon 1 «»•« a
stamlard.
That evening Jim Payaon nsk»*d his
Although there la a certain are* of leotle bit uv a girl In a red Jacket
guest If he wouldn't llk«> to go over
about
three ami a half acres on Man lookin' at a lot o' dolls. She wus rag
and »-all on ol»t Cheney. There was no
ged an' there w»*re hoi»1« In her shot*»
hattan
Island where the density of
hesitancy In falling In with the pro
an' »he did look awful poor an' aick-
population
is
at
th«
1
rate
of
tKW.tkJO
to
posal. They found old Cheney on the
ly. She'd go up an' put her hand on
|H»reh smoking his pipe. He was a the square mile, yet the city of Parts one o' them »loll*' dresses and whl«-
shows
a
far
greater
average
density
white-haired old fellow of the farmer
l”-r
type, and while lie admlt1e»i it was of population than New York, the
“ 'Some day,' «he’ll »ay, 'some day.
hard wringing crops from the stony figure* for Paris being 79.300 per
“Then she'd go to another au' fusa
Catskill slop«*, yet he sal«! he wouldn't square tulle, and for New York City a m I unit with Its cloth«*« an* whis
prop«*r
40.000
per
s«iuare
tulle.
The
per 'some day.’ Purty soon she a*'t
give iii > his mountainside with Ila air
and scenery for the l»‘st valley land on average density of l«>tid«n's popula If they hail any doll with a blue drean
th»* continent. Then George Schuyler tion la 87.000 per square mile, ami that on fer 8 pennies.
“ 'No.' say* a woman, »ay* she, the
met Mary Cheney. James Payaon did of Berlin 67,000.
The Flnaen lamps are now credit«*«! lowest price for a doll with a dress
the Introducing. Schuyler found lila
mountain flower all that he had ex-1 with ten cures of cancer of the skin on It Is one ahlllin'.’
"The little gnl «lie jea looked es if
[»ecteil from the glimpse that he had out of twenty-two easea treat«*d, ami
caught of Its beauty In the morning with cures of obstinate acne and of she wu» goln' t' cry. Her lipa treiu-
lhe girl was refinement Itself, and as! baldness due to bacteria. Erysipelas bled.
“ ‘Some day Pm goln' t’
Schuyler lookisl at the old fellow | and minor eruptions have bren treat«*<l
sitting in the porch corner puffing [ with good results. At the Flnaen In said «he.
“I couldn't stan' It, an’ *o I slipped
contentedly at his corncob pipe he} stttute ar* rooms for exposing jiatlents
wondered how this slip could have I to electric light baths and to sun bath*, up an’ bought one an' put it In her
and an exhaustive and promising In arms. I never'll ferglt the look that
<*ome from such a parent stem.
Wai. she
Well, It's better to make It short, vestigation of the influence of light in come Into her face then,
George Schuyler stayed a week and various nervous diseases and In ln- went away an’ set down all by herself,
an' it come cold an' that night they
then lingered for two more. He wrote sanity is In progress.
to New York that he was enjoying the
A New York num haa invented a found her aaleep lu a dark alley. She
fishing. So he was for about an hour mirror that can be made translucent was boldin' the little doll with a blue
every morning, One day he brought at will, so that when placed in a show- dreea on. The girl was half dead with
himself up with a round turn. He window it at flrat reflects the faces the <*old an' there waa one thing about
thought of bls duty to Helen Ganze- of people looking in. but suddenly turn* It all that made her famous, She hed
voort
transparent, whereupon the spectators took off her red Jacket an’ wrapped
He knew In his heart that be love«! see the contents of the window In place It 'round the little doll.”
"It's one of those good old storie*. ”
thl« girl of the mountainside who bad of their own reflections. Thia ts effret-
a voice like one of the vreries that e«l by means of a thin film on the lock Mid I. “Of course she died and went
slug every day at sunset.
of the glass, which, when the back to heaven.”
"No.” «aid I be quickly, “she lived an*
That night he went to Mary Chen«*y ground la dark. refle«*ta the light from
Ye don't bev t* die t* go
and told her all. He knew somehow In front like a mirror, but when the went there,
to heaven. ' Ye've croas«*d the boundary
that the girl had grown to love him background la Illuminated, becomes aa
when ye begin t* love aomeliody more
aa he hail grown to love her. They Invisible as a ¡one of dear glass.
'n ye do yeraelf, If It ain't nolxxly bet
•tood ou the porch looking down onto
One of the winter eights of Nt Pet ter *n a rag doll.”—Irving Bacbeller, tn
the far-off valley. It was twilight and ersburg Is a system of electric tram
Leslie's Monthly.
the veerie* and the vesper sparrows ways on the ire In the Neva. One
were Hinging everywhere.
He told runs from ths left shore of the river
The Heel “Boy" tn Fiction.
nor of lilt childhood engagement to to the Island of Petrowsky, and an
It waa Miss Yonge who first Intro
Helen Ganzev«x»rt “I have not seen other from the English quay, opposite duced tue to the Boy in Fiction with
her since she was 11 years old,” he the Senate House, to the island of whom I played, studied, quarreled, and
»aid. “She cares nothing for me; she Basilio, near the Academy of Fine made up every day or two of my life,
cannot. She doren't even know me. ■ Arts. Wooden |H»ata solidly emb«*«l»i<*d whose standards of honor and play I
The whole thing was a bit of parental in the Ice support the trolley wires. tried to make my own, whose faults I
foolishness, but nevertheless there Is Besides these tramways many wooden had a wholesome aversion to, and who
the question of my duty. 1 shall leave roads. Intend»-«! for pedestrians, cro*w the was one of the strongeet formative
for New York the day after to-morrow. water In various directions. In sum influences of my childhood. He stands
I will see Helen, and upon wluit she mer bridges of leiate take the place out against the romance, the chivalry,
«ays and do»** depends all. I may of the roads on the Ice.
the high Idrels, aud poetic fancy of
have done wrong. Mary, In lingering
Th«» smelting of steel by el«»ctrlclty Hfr Walter Hcott as the intimate com
here, but I loved you. and let that Is still an attractive problem,
Tlie panion of everyday life. Into a world
fact pleail for me." He left her stand two furnaces built In Sweden in liklO lu which fairies were already unfold
ing there, just as the last bird voices reached a technical solution by pro- ing from the truret realities of ex
of the day were hushml and the whip duclng steel of fine quality, but the istence Into the tradition, the aura
poorwill took up his nightly chant.
furnace* were ruined by fire l»eror<- which makes reality a forever budding
Two days lat«»r George S»-huyler commerdal aucceaa had bren attained. prophecy and promise, he brought
stood In a Fifth avenue drawing room Another furnace planned by th«* same ceaseless activity and the opportunity
waiting for the coming of Helen makers Is to hold 3,970 pounds, with to exercise It. a keen love of the rough
Ganzevoort. The lights were bright. a yearly capacity of 1,000 tons, ami la and tumble of life, and an equally
On the wall hung a picture of Heltni to receive the current of a thre»> hun keen desire, not for money to buy
as he hn<l Inst known her nine years
dred borae-power dynamo.
Though betiutlful tilings, but for capacity to
before as a child. Th»* eye* seemisl lnlcrowoplcally Identical with crucible know and enjoy them.
to look at him reproachfully.
Miss Yonge’a Boy la not always
strel. the electric product Is claimed to
There was n light step behind him.
excell In strength, density, uniformity, clever, and he Is never perfect, but
He turned quickly. For a moment toughness and ease of working whin he Is so healthily and aanely alive that
he felt frozen, then the blood went
be makes you ashamed not to be the
through him like a torrent. In front cold.
same. Then, toe, his opportunities are
of him In evening dress stood the girl
whom but 48 hours la-fore he had left
on the ntountalnslde. "Mary,” he said.
Something like a smile earn«- Into the
girl's face, "Not Mary. George.” ah«*
said, “but Helen.” G«*orge Schuyler's
mind waa befogged “I don't under-
stand,” he •tammered.
"It’s easily understood, George." she
laughed. "You didn't suppose for a
moment, did you. that I wished to
marry a man I never had sren and
who I knew was to marry me from
sheer force of duty? Your mother
told m* you were going to stop at the
Beaverklll to flsh, snd Mr. I'ayson.
who is an old family friend, and «»lies,
who Is an old family servant, and who.
by the way. made a good farmer, <11'1
the rest.”
“Helen, what do yon think of me?"
“I think, George, that you fell In
love with me for what I am. and”—
smiling -“I think I shall have to take
you for what you are.”—Chicago Re
ord-Herald.
Good Supply.
During the early year* of hl* ra
reer as an evangelist the late D. L.
Mwxly waa not quite the practical
man of affairs which lie became as he
grew older and hla Judgment ripened.
A characteristic Incident of this pe
riod of bls life 1« vouched for by a
correvpondent. He was bolding a ae
rie* of meetings In a amaU town In
central Illinois, where, with his wife,
be enjoyed the hospitality of a prom
Inent citizen. At dinner ot<* day bls
fancy waa particularly taken with
some cucumber pickle*
“I am very fond of pickle*,” he «aid.
"and th»** ar* certainly the finest I
ever tasted. I wi«h I could get aome
like them In our market at borne.”
“I can give you all you want to take
home with you. Mr. M«xjdy," Mid bl*
generou* boeteaa.
"But I don't want them a* s gift. I
would like to buy them ”
"Well, of cour»». If you would rather
have th«*tn that way I can pickle a lot
of them from our garden and th»
neighbor*’, and my husband can send
What quantity would
them to you.
yon want?”
"I think a barrel would be enough.”
■aid Mr. Moody, without a moment**
breltation.
"IL nd me a barrel of
them.”
Bnt b»re hl* more practical wife tn
t erf »red. and the order wa* cut down
to a small keg.
As you grow ohler, alm to get your
«ff ar* «traigli’eb--4 out, and quieted
down,
ERROR THAT COST DEARLY.
Million« Ml«ht Hava Haan Kavad
Aator Had Haan Hacked tip.
If
When, back In 1811, John Jacob A*-
tor, with bli Pacific Fur Company,
established the trading l>oat of Aatorla,
at th« mouth of the Columbia, he took
a atep which, If followed up by th*
support that he had a right to exp«>ct
from the United Ktata* Kovernni«*nt,
would noon have glv«*n till« country
[xiiaeaslon of all the territory on the
Pacific coast up to Ru«ala’* colony of
Alaska, which came to ua through pur-
i liase In 1HH7, and thus have *hut Eng
land and Canada out of acceea to th«
great ocean.
Denied by President Madlaon the
alight measure of military al<! whl< h
be aaked for the defen«« of Illa po*t
on the Pacific In the war of 1812-15
with England, and with hl* appeal to
the latne President for lett«*r* of
marq’ie to equip an armed vessel at
bla own expenae to defend the mouth
of th* Columbia Ignored, Mr. Astor lost
bl* post, which waa «old by hl* treach-
eroua British mbordlnate*. who wer*
temporarily In control, In 1813 to Can
ada'* Northwest Fur Company for a
third of Its value am! the place was
captured by a British war v«*«eel
■hortly afterward. In the aritlement
at the close of the war th* place was
given back to the American«, but huv
again Madison, and subsequently Mon
roe. denied to Mr. A«tor the proto-tlon
of the few soldier« which be ««k«*d and
be d«H*ltn«d to re ««etablleh the ¡>*«*t.
Tbl* lack of courage and foresight
on th» part of these two President« in
thl* case waa fatal to American Inter-
e«t« on the Pacific. Here are some of
the few thing« which would have come
to paua bad Mr. Astor been «tmtained
by the govemm»nt: He would eaaflv
have h»l<! hl« ground «gainst the Brit
'ah warship which captured the po«t
n 1813 and the transfer to the Cana
dian company, which look plare be
fore the capture, would have been
averted. With the advantage of hl«
««-• baee an»l bl« Russian affiliations In
Alaska, loth of whirl l>a<l been firmly
b-fore the n»ws of thè «ir
the coa«t. he coiild readily
n*lud»*«l Ermlind'« Il»i«l*on Bay
«mi Catia'la'a North««"t Fur
troni all thè terrltory we»t
li*« ky mountain*. That dia
mi thè ownerehlp of thè pre»-
r* of Oregon. Washington and
«hb'h di i not «n«l nntll Eng-
e np «1! eia Ima In 1
. wo'ild n«v«r
fnr Et «land tlir»
iroui
always at hand—there la no need of
shipwrecks anil desert Islands, and a
ship conveniently above water with
convenient supplies until you have
made friends with your Island and
your man Friday and yourself In your
strange n«-w life. You might long for
ever to be Robinson Crusoe In vain,
but you could tie Harry May. or Nor
man. or Reginald, or any one of a
score of boys, by Just msklng the moat
of your own country and your plare la
It.—Gunton'a Magazine.
Modern Antiquities.
The quest for things antique has
led to systematic forgery and Imita
tion on the part of.dialers. Paris la
th« great cent»*r of thia deceitful In
dustry. says the Nation. There has
been dlscoveri-d in the suburbs a thriv
ing factory for the fabrication of Egyp
tian mummies, csaew and all. These
are shipped to Egypt, snd In due time
return as properly antiquated discov
eries.
A funny story Is now current about
a collector of medieval things. A cer
tain clever workman In stone made to
the order of a d«*aler In medieval an
tiquities a Venetian chimneypiece of
the fifteenth century, and received for
bis work a»;me two or three thousand
franca. The d»*aler shipped the chlm-
nay piece to Italy, and had It set up
In a palace near Venice, bringing back
to rads photographs of the palace and
of the chlmneyple»-» tn situ. By mean*
of these photographs he aroused the
Inter »-st of a rich collretor, who sent
his secretary to Venire to make sure
that the photographs did not Ils» and
on hie favorable report, bought the
thing for fifty thousand francs, (in
the arrival of the article at bls house
In Paris, be sent for some workmen
to open the cases. One of them appear
ed to him to go about the work rather
carelessly, and be remonstrated with
the man, who ainrwered, "Have no
fear, sir. 1 knew just bow It needs
to be opened, for I packed It when It
left Paris.”
The World's <'«»Ionics.
The c< lonlal preareslon In the world
number 141 and all of them are trop
ical or subtropical In location except
«'Hiiada. Their populations aggregai*
4.H5.« >00,000.
When there ia a bad accident, the
first thing the coroner does is to go
through the pockets of the num re
sponsible for IL to see If a bottle can
t>e f mod.
As a rule, when a man haa phenome
nal nerve, there la no* hi ng else to bin*