W A S H IN G T O N
A/A*
— rrW lQ
iT a r A M C fO C A M M I N
A M O C 4 A T IO M . I M 4
“ Don’ t ax me, chile. 1 ain't p>t time
ter bodder fin'in <mt who all be look lik
To* go on back an retain him dar in <!♦*
parlor room. S e e r in in ’bunt ds ciuaner.
I lav he be too bosr lookiu at y o ’ in dat
dar white frock, w id dem roam in yo*
belt an yo* ha’r, to know wbedder be'-»
er ewalienn fried chicken er
an
nu^.
’ Hiilii» 1 (loo j>ut on all B<rts er
thin'c, an that (Lit foul Soaecain tspLIe
om if the try, ’ *
Dare’s fa«* grew n rie r than ever, but
•be «aid, with an attempt at dignity:
•‘ Yon mustn't uay noth things, mammy.
Ycm know very well that 1— char he—
oh, pshaw, 1 forget. 1 came to a-k yon
to open the pre** and see if grandfather
had any arnica. ”
“ Fin out ter yo’ nelf. ” mammy »aid
majestically. flinging wide the d<»rs of
a tall secretary, black with age. “ Yo*
kin read de name «»a dem dar doctor >
truck, bat e f «lot ilar Mr. Hayw'jod t 'ink
he know better'll 1 does wlist good fer
er sprained wris*. why, jea’ let *im
long ’boat fi.iu hit. I ain’t po* ter doc
tor ’ ini, God knows!”
‘ Yea, yon an*, man my. Yon know
you dote on sick people, but thi- i** my
doing. His arm pain» him dreadfully. 1
know it by the w hiten«««of his hi*«, and
I read the other day ------
“ Oh, yea. yo ’ ‘read!’ Much dem news
paper* know» ’bout hinted folk». G oon
erway, chile. Nebber tewl no good come
yit oaten foolin wid doctor** truck. Des
Boon as dinner's ober 1 gwine make ’ im
er tansy sweat fer dat arm.
“ No. this will d o ,’ ’ Dare said, run
ning off with a tall ls>ttle. Mammy
looked after her anxiously, «hook h«-r
head and went on laying the table for
two, stopping now and again to give a
groaning sigh and mutter r-oinetking
that sounded like “ rack an ruin.’ *
I f her eyes* could have pierced wall.«,
she would have been even more rueful.
In the parlor acro*ss the hall young Hay
w ood lay at length upon the old fashion*
ed sofa, his drawn. **-t face alone pro
claim ing what he suffered. Dare knelt
at his side, carefully unbinding the
braised and swollen arm. at sight of
which she gave a little involuntary cry.
“ Let me bathe it, ” she said, fetching
a basin o f fresh water. A minute later
ease seemed to trickle from her slim,
•oft fingers. The stranger looked at h«*r
with grateful eyes, saying: “ How deli
cious! If it could but last, I wouid go
straight to sleep."
“ Try*to,” said Dare. “ It is the b«*t
thing that could puaribly happen to
you, ’ ’ as she spoke propping hi* elbow
with a pillow and supporting the hnrt
arm with her hand H« t touch brought
a quick light into the young fellow ’ s
•yen. He looked straight at her and said:
“ W ould you really stay there on your
kn«*s a whole JO minutes for me?**
The girl put down the hand she held
very gently, got to her feet and said,
with dropped eyes: “ I would do it for
“ Let me Imthe ft,” the mid.
anybody who was suffering, but no doubt
I had better bind your arm in arnica and
leave yon alone until dinner is ready.
Maybe yon w ill catch a nap anyway. ’ *
Young Haywood sat instantly upright,
saying anxiously, “ Indeed, Miss Over-
ton, 1 hope I have not offended you?’ ’
Dare shook her h<*uL “ No, ’ ’ she said,
“ but you w ill offend me very deeply if
yon do no* at o m « lie down and make
yourself as comfortable as possible. ’ *
With a merry feint o f terrified obedi
ence, the stranger stretched again on the
conch. Dare threw a light gray blanket
over him and brat to slip a fn-sh cushion
under his arm. As she leaned lightly
above him a voice from the door said:
“ Dare, what does all this mean?”
Turning, she faced her grandfather, his
eym biasing, his mouth blue white and
w orking as she hail s e n it but once be
fore in all bur young life.
CH APTER V I
Well might Francis Overton stand
aghast at a sight so unexprct4*d, so on
welcome. Already the day had brought
him weird and thrilling experience. It
all came hack to him now with doable
force. Through the earliest morning he
had ridden fast, picking hi* way along
bridle paths through overgrown neg
lected byways to the conjure woman’s
cabin. W hy ho could not have put in
word* had life depended on it For days
the fooling had been grow ing upon him
— vague, intuitive, expectant Jincey.
once his father’s slave, years older than
hirasolf, was a livin g link with that
fated, fateful past Her own race ranked
her at once seer and sorceress. Further,
her master’ s son knew experimentally
that her magic was not w holly matter
o f fable. Ho remembered but too well
how in the old days tbe strongest arm in
the plantation had withered at her cum*;
even better, the sidelong downcast look
w ith which, after freedom came, she hail
approached him, saying, “ Marse Frank,
I— i—gw me loave yo*— fur yo’ own
good, onnerstan.”
He could not, if he would, forget the
nnctaons satisfaction underlying the
seemingly humble word*. Then he did
not stop to think what it might mean,
rent and torn as hi* mind was with the
blow s and buffeting» o f fate. A* time
brought oalmnos* and clarity to hi* men
tal atmosphere, be had begun to piece
together many shreds at his mi«f(wtunes
and so in a measure judge the stuff
whereof they were spur.
Throughout the p ro»«* the f i l i n g
had grown and strengthened that thu*
weasraed creature, so brown, so brat, so
•oft o f voice and downcast o f eye, held
in her han«ix mesne than one clew, worth
to him far more than life. Indeed life
meant to this brave gentleman but a
weary bar tie, where defeat was shame,
victory only death with honor.
Fate had k > nearly stripped him of
human feeimgs, of human tie«. There
was only Dare, a »lip of a girl, who
would marry away from the Overton
name, who would forget in her frocks,
her babie*. her husband, all the story,
the wrong, the tragedy o f her race.
From the outset she win am« >ng hi* dis
appointment». He had so h< *ped for a
grandson that this puling girl seemed a
sorry jest of fate— all the more when
within a year o f her birth she was left
wholly orphan**L If her father had but
lived, if that other— Brave a* he wa».
Francis Overton dared not trust himself
to think o f or remember the valley of the
shadow from which hi* soul had come
out so cruelly seared.
Strong in this nameless, formless im
pel*«, he had drawn rein at Jincey’*
cabin when the sun wax an hour high.
It sat under the lee o f a sharp hilL whose
shadow fell heavily about i t A brindled
starveling dog lay on the step before the
single door. It* shutter stood fairly ajar,
giving a long giiippse o f the dusk inte
rior, where a fire of roots smoldered in
the big fireplace. their burning filling
all the place with a flank, pungent sm ell
The mongrel lay voiceless, motionless,
watching tae newcomer with fierce,
beady eyes. It was but a starveling atom
of skin and bone, hardly able by the look
of it to upbear the eha *a which was fas
tened at one end to its collar, at the oth
er to a staple driven in the long walL
Major Overton looked at it compas
sionately. He knew that the gaunt crea
ture was no reflex o f poverty within, but
a victim to the belief among the class of
its mistress that only a hungry dog is a
trusty guard As he set foot upon the
threshold, rapping loudly on the batten,
the cur, with a quick, stealthy motion,
made as if to set his teeth in his leg.
Instead of kicking or striking it. Major
Overton turned and looked steadily at
it until it slunk out o f sight under the
house.
Before he turned away his eyes a soft,
cracked laugh at hi* elbow made him
start. Jincey had flung wide the door
and stood peering at him from under her
hand and saying:
“ Mars«; Frank, w on't yo' nebber learn
ter kick dogs in time?
The « overt significance of the query
was lost upon her visitor, or if he heeded
it, he gave no sign. Stepping within, he
tixf-d a firm regar«l upon the old woman
an«l said very low:
“ Jincey, d o you know why I have
come here? I confess that I cannot say. ’ ’
Again Jincey laughed. This time
the** wa* a hint o f triumph^ in ir. A
fudden flam«* on the hekfth lit up the
low, grim y interior, the gun upon the
wall, the swinging rack heaped with
skins and garment*, the big plump bed,
with its white pillow* au«l “ rising sun”
coverlid, the hide bottomed chairs, the
row of chests against the wall, the table
tt one side spread with an untouched
breakfast, Jincey herself, with her thatch
o f snow white wool, her keen, down lid
ded eyes, her small fingered, skinny
hand*.
She held both before her. ax in depre
cation. and said slowly, as if in deep
meditation: “ Maybe it's because I ’ m
most dead. You couldn’ t be let wait
any longer. **
There was so little o f African accent
or idiom in her speech a* to proclaim
that she had been in her youth more
with white people than with the black.
There was, t«»o, a curious similarity of
intonation to the voice of her visitor. A
11 nick ear would easily perceive that
their speech had tx*en molded after much
the same model. Major Overton shiver
ed slightly a* she spoke and said, drop
ping into the nearest chair, “ Mother’*
been dead more than 50 years, Jincey,
but you ’ ve got her accent as pat aa the
day she died. ’ ’
“ I don ’ t change— in some things,”
the black woman said, moving toward
the fir»* and steadying herself against one
of the huge rock jambs. Major Overtou
got up and stood facing her, eying her
keenly as she slowly fingered the rosary
o f key* at her girdlu
Upon one of them— a small dull bit of
brass— her hand paused with a slow, sen
sitive clutch, then moved defiantly on to
the copper, the steel, the iron, that made
up the tale. But not one o f them was so
odd, had such ward* as the brass one,
though it was strangely familiar to
Major Overton'» eye. He held out hi»
hand for it. saying carelessly, "L e t me
•ce that, Jincey, that bra»« key there. ”
Without a word »he laid it in hi»
palm. He *aw the duplicate o f the key
which had locked in hi» father's deeds
in that faraway night, so sorrowfully
well remembered.
“ What does this unlock?" he asked,
his eyes m il on the old, old face. Jincey
answered, as though dreaming.
"B etter ask them that know. I
d o n 't ”
“ How came yon by it, then?”
" I — found it — in the road— last
year."
"Jin cey, we are tooold for lying. Tell
me how long you have had this key. ”
"W h y do you want to know?”
" Y o u know without telling. It washy
help o f that key our deeds were stolen—
my father murdered."
“ Master— master was a good man, too
good to d ie ," the old woman said, star
ing straight before her with fixed, glassy
eyes. Suddenly her form grew rigid, she
threw a hand above her head and said in
a hoarse whisper, punctuated by gasps:
" O o away, master: go away I You are
death dead! I never touched your pa
pers. "
Major Overton took her hand in a hard
grasp and said close to her ear:
• " W h o Uok them, Jincey?"
No answer The rigid figure tottered,
would have fallen but for his support
COUNTY
Suddenly it slid out o f hi* hands to a
writhing heap at his feet, and oat of it
TH E
With wild
HATCHET.
ELECTRIC SPIRIT.
fettered I nd* the win*.
II-.- lifr £r..:* 1M9* in bJuwLcC - rr**
B ngh;
Bat
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• OnrUjn doim.' The m l is rom is-J."
a smothered voice cried, with still th«
note of mockery: "O verton claim ! The
end is coming, com ing through a worn
an whose weakness is stronger than
your strength. ”
What wonder, then, that his face
blanched at sight o f the one woman who
owned Overton blood thus in proximity
to a young man unheard of, ondreamed
of before?
CH A PT E R VIL
Dare fa co l her grandfather w ith no
sign o f confusion. Indeed her first word
was for him.
"H o w wet yon are!” she cried, m ov
ing toward him. "S u rely you did not
have to swim at the ford?”
He put her away w ith an impatient
p-stnre, saying no word, bnt a burning
question in his eyes. Dare had met him
with a pretty appealing droop o f th
head. Now she stood up as straight as
himself, and to the w atcher's eye a cu
rious race likeness to the stern old far
crept over the soft curves o f the young
one-.
Letting a hand fall either side o f her.
Dar said, with a distinctness that would
have
a hardi had her voice bci :i !c -
ch a r: "T h e g>-ntleman is hu:t. grand
fa.her. I hi.vc tried to make him <xm
fu n u M , as you would have d.ne. L*;
mi male you acquaiuted w ith bin.— Mr
Allen H ayw ood."
"W h a t turn ■ did yo a say? The vnuo
roars so 1 r. .:i bar Uy i. :.r. " M. j* r O'. *. r-
tou -aid. -t pp.i.g v,-it: in, unmii.diu: of
the dripping ir o n his s d. d g—riiK-uts
upon the lm iu j -.uutc I! r B cloie Dare
could repeal i: li. ttrui-girgut upon hi*
feet and .<ai<b w i;h a ir . I <uad obeisance:
"L et me aiiswer tJiat. Major Overton.
The young la:iv ■ ■ ,ws »»dy a part of my
mini«. 1 urn A.i ■ M in i »«.11 auulleiuy,
very much at your service
Spite o f hi- whit.- hair, fire leaped to
Major Overton'»eyes; big veins stood out
upon his f Tebcad: his mouth grew set
and l a r i ; his hand clinched nervously
upon the riding w hip he held. F o ra fu ll
minute he was silent. Then, speaking
very low, he said:
"Leave us. Dare. Mr.— Fauntleroy,"
—«'hoking ov. r the nai'ii— " I am sorry
to see you in such ill plight. I hojw
that my people hate made yon as com*
fortable as ] ■ . d! ■:. "
"T h ey have done much more than that
— saved my l i f - B r . ? . Major Overton,
every minute v n stand thus «tripping
wet endangers yuan. I beg you t$ make
yourself comfortab! . T!:oii give me the
pleasure o f an hour's talk w ith y ou .”
Major Overtoil'» «yes Hazed more
than ever, yet In- am wered in a tone
tv n more silken soft:
"Paril u me, Mr. Fuuntlcroy, you ari
my gu-s-t. Nothing puts that asiOc.* Cut
under all the circtunstanees i f the c.i a
I must :isk that all other than casual
cominuuicatioiis shall come tlirougii ill.
lawyers. ”
W ith that he bowed himse lf away, t
return a little later in a well brnshe 1
suit of fine threadbare black, with a sil
ver tray in his hand, upon w hich stnexi
a decanter and tw o glasses. He set the
salver on the table at Fauntleroy's ell v.
and sai«l in the same restrained voice:
"Dinah, my house'keeper, has told me of
your mishap Aft« r it you are naturally
rather shaky, and here is some brandy
that 1 can recom mend It has stooel in
Ridgelev cellar rising 40 years. As you
are somewhat disabled let me give you
a glass. ’ '
The other held out his w ell hand and
watched with curious eyes the flow of
the oily golden brown liquor that, in
spite o f a rainy «lay's gray light, held
yet a hint of sunshine. As be sipped it
slowly the door was thrown aside, and
mam my's voice sa id “ Dinner's ready,
marster. ’ ’
As the tw o men entered the dining
room the younger looked expectantly
about, bnt Dare was not visib le Only
two covers were la id The meal went
heavily forw ard though the guest found
“ The •« 11 Irma n is hurt, gm nd/othcr.”
both his host and mammy, who waited
at table, even embarrassingly attentive
to his lightest nee«L He made but a poor
pretense of eating. Each mouthful in-
dee«! came near to choking him. though
everything was dainty, flavoruns and ex
quisitely served
[CONTI XU XD.]
The system of handling cotton and
•tber freight with compressed air loco
motives at the terminal of the New Or
leans and Western Railroad company at
Port Ohalmette has been tested and has
proved to be a success. This system w*s
devised by A. N. Swantit, chief engi
neer of the Delta Construction company,
■nd w ill result in great saving of cost
In handling freight and in complete im
munity against fire in the terminal
Varda
are wrvo*h« W
“ 7 & *• *
a 4a«e. M d . r b - n
»m e* man hath bocad ® e Titi« cod and i-haia.
Nor e-a » 1 » •pee* «as to* «'«td terfraio.
1 a u J m ; t i r e * of lo r a :s s
Tn* round *tot* over lo «rre ui* n«vd-
Of n r r i s r «rinds I am king and lord
Tb* st-m.» «rone «nelmng a « ndiant « * °
1 langh m light »■ the ■“ lf' stroke» fly.
The -UiltrE thUSOrr» C—a-
r > „'t meddle with it, of you may spoil
slL "
• But perhaps a cure —
••t-nre sir! Duu t talk such swaiT
„ o-
or I »ball W-gm to tbmk it
" ^ u T i h u t veu could «lo such a mean
STdisbonorabletl,:..»; M
- lenceuf ' ne of the most tustruc tne,
be.0t.ful and striking « uses that haw
ever enriched the literature of putliul
GUIDES TRAINS IN SAFETY I
J
A Young W ou uo of lU n ui Wlt||
tttiit >1 alter» on ll» ^
Miss Byr«l Watkins of T o p s h y
distinction of beiug th«
JJJ
train dispatcher, on a singl, M
the United States, and thnre«|gg3
of such a position attache*tMihuL]
portauce to tilJ young w0U1JI] J
holds it.
T
Miss Watkins is stationed at j J
City, on the Kansas illvi-nuu oftkel
Ion Pacific railway, a Ihrough hu,J
Kansas City to Denver and it»h»J
the Junction City mid Fort i y
branch, from Jui.Aiou City toCM
and B elleville; tlieHolomonCity|J
from fioloiuou City to Beloit, ¿Jj
Saliua anil southwestern bran^d
Bulinu to MePbersou.
|
• Mi,s Watkins is one of the J
"s h ifts " w orking eight h o u rs y l
is on the second "t r ic k ,'' m th,J
between 4 o'clock iu the aflMgiJ
midnight is culled. She is in fall y
^ What, then, is the use of pathology
If doctors are not to cure?
• Pathology, sir. treats o f diseases,
With my*ic pMhK* I 7* -*rn frvm far
It
To m j
boae
thr n orth ern ?*r. their cutises, effect, and symptoms
Aod tbreo n to.
block
u, u branch . f knowledge, an interesting
X ILw *r»-at r»j* fruen mj »ml« of
abstract stndy. a recreation. It has
noshing to do with treatment, cures and
Time flrex before mo. oaU n on e m »J know
My cv c o - » . ( p m »ter to -tar 1 go.
inch like quackeries."
F<Jr I un. l./r. In thw utci
«iark
"But what may be sport to you is
Geo's tocah enkindle«! my f^rrid ¿park-
death
to ux.
«
,_*
Thick ye to kn«'W m*- O y«- who ru»e
• Whv we must all die, and what
My torch f
«*n tb- world’* h:*hw*T*T
coo
Id
hi
nobler
than
to
die
in
the
cause
A-k him Whore thr» Ee l* thr ceatvsl ‘I*®*
Of eoantl*^» » u m in their wh^liCdT
tf science? By the way, you «verespeak-
With fiercv -tr*-neth fettered. I nd* the wire*. mg tu me about my daughter the other
Pr- metkeu spirit» harv tam*-i mj fir**,
Ect God *knit . in hu ch- *5*-n hour.
1 shook my head iu a melancholy
Can fne Ihc force of mj
P^wt-r.
manner.
_
.
—Manon Coutkony baiith-
Well, I have been thinking I spoke
hastily r-he is yonrs. I shall be proud
10 have y. u a» a son-in-law. To watch
the c. arse of your ctimpluiut will bo u
privilege and a delight. Marry as soon
She was my first low . and so far as I
as ever you like. 1 think you will hud
can tell, sh«- may prove to be my only Dora somewhere about the bouse. See
one. She is now a luxotn wife with
her and fix the matter np. "
some four or five r o y , romping children,
But Dora was not to be seen that day. .
and I am still a bachelor. But time is a she had gone to her room imiispused.
great healer, and I can now tell the story
When I called the next morning, the
of my luckless suit with D.ra Rndgwick housekeeper told uie that Miss Rndg
wick had gone on a visit to friends at
without a pang.
Dora was the only daughter cf a re Bright- u. bnt bad left a note for me. I
tired London medical man. At the time opened it and read as follow s:
" I ovtrheard yonr talk with papa,
I first made her acquamiance her father
and am so very, very sorry for yon. I
bad retired frem practice and was a do so hepe that your state is not so bad
■ 'H Z ’ |
widower. I fell bead over heels in love as yon fear, and that you will not lose
with the girl— though I can hardly be courage and w ill soon get well.
Miss BTKD WATKINS
lieve it when I look at her today— and
"O f course everything must now be of th" ofliee during that time, Hat
she consented to marry me if the old at an eu«l betwee-u us. It would l»‘ mad us dispatcher on a single track (
doctor gave his consent, the never pro ness to talk of marriage. 1 shall always materially from those of a dooblit
fessed to have any deep affection for m e; think i f yon as a very ilear friend, and dispatcher, as meeting points m
she liked me. however, and was willing 1 w ant yon to believe that yon w ill have made for all trains going in oppat
reel ions.
to become my w ife if her papa approved. my most sincere sympathy. ”
I put the letter in my pocket and
She is a Kentuckian by birth, jfc
Bnt the eccentric old man would not
went
home.
What
a
mess
lhad
ma«le
of
ther, w ho was a lawyer, di««d 14 j
hear cf it. I remember bow dejected I
was after he had told me. with consid it! First I bad gained the consent of ago, leaving a w ife und three daagk
erable Tiger, that I could not become his Dora and failed to obtain that of her of whom Miss Byrd is the eldest 1
son-in-law, and how indignant I felt at father. Now I had obtained the doc just past 23, and her progress!» IU
his declining to give me any teas us for tor's (XUM'iit and lost the daughter’s. of work she has chosen has ben«
his ili-CiSii.il. The following day I met Fancy her overhearing all that I said Her first situation was that of tp
an old college friend in Bond street— and thinking I was speaking the truth for the Union Pacific at fleet 1
about the diseased state of my body! Colo. From that place she weolt
Donglas Bligh.
“ Yon are not looking very bright,” be And yet, why should she have supposed peka and was employed by the I
said. "What are you worrying about?" I was lyiug?
railroad there for four years, untill
One thing was certain. I must find ber, 1HU4, when she was promt!
Bligh also was a doctor. He bad walk
ed the same hospital as old Rudgwick, her ont and explain a ll Dr. Rudgwick Junction City us train dispatcher.
knew the name of the frieuds whom
only many years later.
Few women have the clear M
" A love a ffa ir," 1 confessed, with a Dora had gone to, bnt he could not tell steady nerve required to fill suchi;
me ibe address. He had been accustomed tion. Miss Watkins is a nice hi
forced smile.
" A h ! I thought something of the sort. to allow her to go and come pretty much girl, w ith a tall, slender figure, ui
as she pleased.
Girl thrown yon over?"
blue eyes and light brown bait
A week passed, several days of which manner is pleasing and refined.
"N o , not the girl— the father!"
"O h , that's nothing! If the lady is I had speut at Brighton, w ithout any
“ When I first went into theol
w illing, love w ill find out a way, and thing being heard of her. One morning she said, "t h e superintendent re*
I strolled ronnd to Dr. Rndgwick's to that I slionlil be accomplishing i|
papa w ill come round."
"H e is a pigheaded old doctor— I beg learn whether his daughter had written, deal if I learned to be a train disp*
your pardon, but I suppose a doctor may when I saw an empty cab standing at the without swearing. I must confal
sometimes be pig headed like the rest of door.
have more sympathy with men«
"Miss Dora has jnst arrived, sir. I'll score, but wheu I feel obliged tok
us?”
tell her yon are here. ”
“ Undoubtedly. Do I kn«jw him ?"
outlet for my feelings I jnst getR
I stepped into the drawing room and
“ Dr. Gordon Rudfewick.''
walk round and ronnd the table I
"O h . yes. 1 am acquainted with him. waited. In a few minntes I heard the had no accidents since I beg»
I also once met Miss Rndgwick. I con dear girl running down the stairs. My
cveu a narrow escape "
gratulate you, old fellow. A charming heart leaped with joy.
Miss Watkins is said to betbej
"H ow do you do?” she said, placing
young lady, 'pon my word. Bnt the old
gest dispatcher on the road. Tbsi
her
little
hand
in
mine
and
looking
in
man— h a ! ha— no wonder he rejected
west Railw ay Record publishest|
to my eyes with infinite pity. " I do
yon 1”
graph complimentary to the yoo»i
hope
yen
are
better.
Yen
ale
looking
“ Why?”
and an official o f tbo road isqu»
pretty w ell.”
"Y 'ou are too healthy!”
saying, “ I vvonld not give bet f
“ Too healthy!"
"M y dear Dora, I was never better in
any man dispatcher on our »;««•
“ Yes. You ought to have some in my life. That was all untrue about my
Kansas City ¡Star.
teresting and deep seated disease— some illness. I am in perfect health."
“ Untrue?”
thing complicate«! and lingering!"
D o n ’ t t '« e Slnng.
“ I— what on earth are veu driving
" A l l o t it. I will explain it to you
Bishop
Potter’
s word at the'
another tim e."
ar, B ligh ?"
“ Don't you know? H e's” — and he
"Then you are not going to die in six Alumna' association, at its lund*
cently, deserves aceeutnation. tt
touched his forehead with his forefinger. months?”
"Y*ou don't mean it?"
" I hope not, nor in six decades. Are dealt with the ubuses uud claim«
mother longue. "S la n g ,” saidbe.l
"Y es. He is mad on one point He yon sorry?”
other things, “ is one of the great*
has a ccntemp for healthy people, and
“ berry? Of course not, but"—
gers to which our tongue is suujl
respects only those who are suffering
" I have yuur father’s consent to our
from some terrible disease. ”
marriage. Darling, you will now be Justus a coin is debased, so *1
guuge, and iu this connection I*
mine?"
“ Bnt his daughter never told m e."
that tho dialect story, with alloj*
“ She doesn't know. They bare kept
“ Impossible 1”
rierness and pathos, is of doubt#
it from her. And this is thecanse of his
"H ow sol”
want of parental affection. There is ab
Well, the fact is— I— I am mar ne. " He urged upon his hearnra
cessitv to avoid the danger of *
solutely nothing the matter with the ried !”
felt sure every woman press«!»
young lady. Now, wbat he wants is a
I sprang back amazed.
son-iu-law riddled with disease. You
“ Yon see, I thought you were a doom scious, "th a t o f giving vigortol
must get some internal growth o r " —
ed man. I heard it from yonr own lips. Sion liy the aid of slang.” HC
“ Good heavens, B lig h !"
Marriage with you would have been too, of the risky stimnlant totw
“ Come with me and I w ill coach you mad, impossible. And papa's strange slang among young women from#
up in all the symptoms of a most inter talk alarmed me, especially when he that such words ou their lip*#
esting malady. Everything w ill then gave his consent. I was terrified and laogli among men. “ Believe*«
taro out according to your best wishes. ” feared his anger. So I went away to tho bishop earnestly, "that out#
•
•
•
•
•
•
friends at Brighton. There I met Cap loony of yonng men themselv*)1
“ But bow did yon discover yon were tain Ainsworth. He was my first love, wear no charm greater than tb!*
in possession o f this striking disease?" and I have never really lost my affection served, cultivated, choice sp**
said Dr. Rndgwick in a state of etistasy. for him. He axked me to marry him, your eye, your mind, your lilt*0
“ Well, I have bad suspicions fo r a and— well, I did so at ouce, as he is go- Ibe great tongue, 8hakespeatt<"
long tim e ," I replied, "that something ing out to India. You really cannot which we all inherit.”
was wrong, but I kept the opinion to blame me, can yon?”
Mr». Winn's I'l«*-
myself. A few days ago, however, I
N o; I didn't exactly blame her. bnt I
A receptiou was given r**j
tried to insure my life, and the medical cursed my fate, and I told Bligh that be
officers of half a dozen companies reject was the biggest fool in his profession, Mrs. N ellie Holbrook Ulinu * v
ed me. I then went to a first class man, for which he has never thoroughly for nia at the r.]ual suffrage bea#^
was thoroughly overhauled, told exactly given me, though be says he has.— Dm. Portland, Or. Mrs. Clina sai#_
tho political parlies «,f her i
what was the matter with me and in don Tit Bits.
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the Democratic had indorsed
formed that I was one of the m«jst ex
N a p o le o n '« .td v ie e A b o u t H orten «*.
traordinary cases that had ever come
ing woman suffrage amends
Louis, who was governing Holland lutions or planks in their ]
under bis notice. He gives me only six
with reference to its own best interests
months "
Mrs. Blinn thought that the*
and ordering the affairs of his own fam
tion of vast rolls of snffraf^ 1
" A h ! The symptoms are most remark
ily
rigidly,
but
admirably,
received
a
se
able. I have not been so interested for a
had better bo discontinued.
long time. It is certainly a very curions vere and passionate reprimand from Work of seenring them " 0* [_
the
emperor
for
bis
economy.
What
was
case, unprecedented in its com plexity.”
and burdensome, and no •f|m
“ Do yon really think it is so serious?" wanted was pay for the troops, plenty paid to them. What is 11«
cf
conscripts,
encouragement
for
the
“ Oh. I hope SOL I think I may safely
cate men into) the un.lvisi*3'*
assert that the man yon have consulted Dutch Catholics, and a giddy court, suffrage for women w .ii
where
men
would
forget
more
serious
is absolutely correct in his diagnosis, if
well us women, anil then
;
things and where Vueen Hortense could
the symptoms are as you say."
tion w ill cease.
make
a
display.
"L
e
t
your
wife
dance
" D o you think I shall survive it?”
La«iy W M F « Mn»tev*:,®j
"N o t unless you allow the course of as much as she wants to. It is proper
the disorder to be interfered with by for her age. I have a wife 40 years old,
The recent death <«f
and
from
the
field
of
battle
I
recom
those sentimental quacks who binder the
LonduD recalls the fact. »-•?*
advance of pathological science by seek mend her to go to balls, while you want paper, that it was
one
of
20
to
live
in
a
cloister,
or,
like
a
ing cores."
famous leading article,
“ Bnt six months is very short," I said wet nnrse. always bathing her ch ild ." Alea E st," in the Dublin >«»■"
—
Professor
bloane
in
Century.
despondently.
constituted the chief count iu lr
"N o t at a il With rare, the thing may
A B on d .
ind ctmont for high freasou
be induced to run ita course even mere
I e*\" 8*id lb,‘ f umniinwille sage editor o f that Journal, wk®*
quickly. Drugs and a low die« may be
I don t doubt that having fought in Charles Gavan Duffy. «*u ‘—l
made to do a good deal in accelerating the same regiment is calculated to bind literary redone at Nice. 1
matters."
men together fiimjy. and so i. , mem- question was published at *
"W hat would you adrise? Should I ber.hip in the same lodge, but for real, the revolutionary fever In
consult Sir J o h n "—
heartfelt sympathy gimme two fellowi sample of blood stirring En
"N o , no, no! Dun't ccnsult anybody. who W e the same kind of rbeuma- ■til) retains ita place in
turn. — Cincinnati Enquirer.
collections, and especially ^
on the other side of the Ath
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