which 1 nad believed ner manner in­ I thrown back, ner face: was clearly te-
capable.
| fleeted above me, her eyes were shining,
“Oh, yes!” she said, laying her hand her breath came quickly. The silence of
on her heart as if she suffered there. death was in the room; I felt the painful
Anything more exquisitely beautiful
“Yes, indeed, it burns me—it burns me excitement of the scientist pending a
than Mrs. Westhaven would be difficult
terribly.”
dangerous experiment. ?
to imagine. I met her with her husband
She seemed to be desperately ill.
I could have shrieked aloud in nervous
and sister, two months before the murder
I saw little of Westhaven for days after i horror, but I seemed to have lost the
trial in which we were afterward con­
this. It is possible that my manner to power of articulation. I felt sure that
cerned, at a famous health resort in Cali­
him may not have been cordial. I could i this ultra etheric matter was vital fluid,
fornia. She was a woman of three-and-
not help a certain restraint, and I am I the very essence of life. It must be con-
twenty, perhaps^ tall, graceful, and of
sure that for awhile he avoided me. This | veyed by odic force engendered by the
ideal coloring. She sat opposite me at
in time wore away, and we resumed onr immeasurable power of the actinic rays.
the table d’hote, and when she first lifted
former pleasant relations, there being Then a foul murder was being committed
her eyes to mine I started uncontrollably.
nothing to excite even further curiosity in this room by a process of inconceivable
They were wonderful eyes, dark, tender,
in his domestic affairs.
torture! As I stood there, powerless,
with a certain childish appeal in them
Mrs. Westhaven steadily drooped, los­ penetrating to the depths, the secret in-
which stirred all the chivalry in a man’s
ing flesh and color, which Miss Carlyon tende 1 to be hid from all the world, mem­
nature in response. Unimpressionable,
as steadily gained. The winter was. ory pictured each scene of the trag­
soured ol.d bachelor that I was, I found
nearly over. Westhaven and I had dis­ edy which had been enacted before me,
myself on the instant vowing to protect
cussed the change in his wife, but it from the one which the curtain had long
this beautiful creature, who was exceed­
came so gradually that he seemed not to | since rung down on to this last one so
ingly well cared for, apparently, and had
notice it as I did. One night he came to nearly at . a close.
no need of my protection whatever.
my door.
I recalled the beautiful, blooming,
Mr. Westhaven was the most discon­
“Doctor,” he said, “I wish you would senseless woman who had come in the
tented looking man I ever saw. Thin,
come and see Mrs. Westhaven. She is early winter to California, and the little,
dark, restless, and with a nervous irri­
not at all well.”
delicate, dying sister, and the * disap­
tability of manner which never varied ex­
I rose hurriedly and went upstairs pointed, tortured, unloving husband. I
cept when addressing his wife’s sister,
with him. He seemed greatly distressed remembered the process of change so
Miss' Carlyon, to whom he showed the
and quite unnerved, scarcely answering subtly, so delicately treated by which the
most affectionate consideration.
the questidns I put to him concerning the condition of these two women had been
Miss Carlyon, for whose health Mr.
nature of the attack. I found Miss Car­ reversed. I remembered the feverish
and Mrs. Westhaven were traveling, was
lyon attending beside the the bed upon anxiety with which the man had watched
a delicate, fragile creature, and except
which Mrs. Westhaven lay, white, limp, and guarded the change, his mysterious
for a sameness of contour of the faces
utterly unlike herself.
She smiled and baffling nature, his surprising fond­
there was nothing to betray the relation­
faintly when I addressed her, but I could ness for my society and the greed with
ship between the two women.
not induce her to speak to me. She
We had been nearly a month in the
looked to me like a person who had re­ which he had drawn frqm me and de­
hotel together before I became acquainted
ceived a sudden and severe shock. I voured my theories upon such very sub­
with Westhaven. His manner was most
asked Miss Carlyon where Mrs. West­ jects. My God! Had I, indeed, suggested
cordial, and he told me that he had asked
haven had passed the afternoon. She re­ to him the means by which to work his
for this introduction, saying that I was
plied that her sister had gone out alone hellish purpose? Like fire- jn my blood
not unknown to him by reputation, and
and returned just before dinner, appar­ this thought burned me at last to action.
speaking in the kindest way of the suc­
I forced open the door. Miss Carlyon
ently very much exhausted; she had been
cess I had achieved in certain electrical
in this condition all the evening. Miss raised her eyes, wide, staring, horrible,
experiments. He also confided to me
Carlyon’s voice was-cold and- strained, and saw me. She made n^soimd in her
his own deep interest in studies of a like
and her restless eyes traveled the room terror. Westhaven was ^completely en­
nature.
over as she spoke to me.
grossed in his ghastly work; his head
Mrs. Westhaven met me with great
Westhaven watched her every word was turned away. Suddenly he uttered
kindness, and Miss Carlyon raised her
anxiously. I had not believed him capa­ an awful cry. There was a quick shud­
head from the cushions of her chair and
ble of such deep feeling for his unloved der through the helpless figure in the
gave me a tiny hand like a bird’s claw,
wife. I administered a sleeping draught glass case; the little glass tubes over the
which was lost in my grasp. She was a
and left the room, followed by West- heart glowed with an intensified crimson
weird, uncanny little creature, with glit­
light which .flickered an instant, then
tering eyes full of a restless, suspicious
haveii. I turned to speak to him. He went out. A violent shock agitated the
questioning, a marvelously white skin,
stood before me like a desperate, hunted battery beneath Westhaven’s hands,
and a thin, cruel mouth.. An unpleasant
animal, and there flashed across me a there was a sudden shattering of glass, a
face altogether, though with some claims
sudden, horrible suspicion that he was in swift, blinding flash of brilliant, incan­
to prettiness, and one from which I gladly
some way connected with his wife’s ill­ descent light. When I unclosed my daz­
turned to gaz e upon that of her beauti­
ness. An iqstant’s swift reflection, con­ zled eyes Miss Carlyon lay, face down­
ful sister.
vinced me of my injustice—her symptoms ward upon the floor. I knew what had
I have a passionate admiration of beauty
were not those of a person to whom an happened. The last vital, spark had been
in women, and Mrs. Westhaven’s beauty
injurious drug hq.3 been given, and the exhausted and the vampire who sucked
was flawless and extended over her en­
remorse I felt colored my manner to him this life had drawn death with it. West­
tire personality, to. her delicate finger,
with even greater kindness.
haven stared at me with terrible, vacant
tips, to’her arched, exquisite feet, her
So I gave him an opinion which was eyes. He seemed stunned. I unlocked
graceful, perfect pose, her swaying car­
the result more of weeks of observation the door, spurning the figure of the
riage.
than of my visit that evening to the pa­ woman on the floor with my foot as I
Mr. Westhaven was a charming host—
tient. “Frankly, I will tell you,” I said, passed.
a traveler, cultured, and treating of
“that I think Mrs. Westhaven will event­
Bhe was quite dead.
many things vj.li a brilliant, glancing
ually succumb to the' same illness which
I went down to the office.
satire which shojved that he was a close,
attacked,
her
sister.
Three
months
ago
I
“Something is wrong in Mr. West­
not a kind, student of human nature. She told me quietly one day that the Lon­ would have refuted this theory as unten­ haven
’I said to the .hotel pro­
Miss Carlyon was evidently in sympathy don pyhsicians had given her but a few able in view of her superabundant vital­ prietor, ’s as room/
quietly as I could. “You will
with him upon most subjects, and would months to live. “They tried everything, ity, but to the eyes of a stranger it is pos­ do well to go
and s^e about it. ”
often carry out his idea gracefully from even electricity/” she said, laughing. sibly more apparent than to >her family,
the point where he left it. She was intel­ “They do not in the least know what is ip you, that she is very much changed in
The next time that*
1 *
1 met Mr. West­
the matter with me,” she continued, in fealt’li and appearance.” I paused.
ligent, well read and witty.
I was called as a witness for the
After my first evening with this singular her little, sharp way. “No one does but Westhaven drew his breath in short, dry haven
in his trial. I repeated substantially
family group I went out upon the piazza myself, and I will tell you. I am the gasps. His hands moved restlessly along state
the testimony which I have given above,
to indulge in a speculative smoke. I Nervous Exhaustionist *of the society the back of a chair before him.
but .did not state my beleif that Mr.
think I am not a curious person. I have novel who has drained life and intends
“Do you think my wife will die?”
Westhaven had been in love with his
to
die
after
an
improved
method
of
her
prided myself all my life upon an indiffer­
I scarcely recognized his voice. I re­ wife’s sister. There were hosts >tof wit­
ence to the affairs and interests of other own.”
plied
gently:
nesses to testify to the affectionate solici­
.“But you are not succeeding,” I re­
people, but there was about this family,
“Not necessarily so. A change of cli­ tude which he had ever shown for the
in spite of gentle breeding and ease of plied, with some warmth, for there was mate has effected much in the case of health
of both- ladies since their arrival
manner, an atmosphere of mystery which something terrible to me in the way this Miss Carlyon; she is certainly a different
California. He was acquitted, the
provoked, if hot investigation, at least young girl calmly spoke of dying. “You person from* what she was when I first in
are not succeeding in the least. .You saw her. In fact,” I added reflectively,' jury probably holding the opinion that
Mr. Westhaven had merely gratified his
speculation. I determined to see more of will find that your method will outwit “Miss Carlyon has gained in almost ex­ love of scientific experiment with the
you and work a result of which you have act proportion to Mrs. Westhaven’s loss.”
them.
best intentions, though with fatal results.
Westhaven gave me every opportunity. never dreamed.”
Westhaven started violently. His face —Philadelphia Press.
She turned very pale and looked at me grew
He sought me upon all occasions, and
livid. He ,regarded me with
evinced a \fondness for my society and a in a frightened sort of a way. When she a strange expression, one which I could A Violin Maker’s Memory of Ole Bull.
spoke
again
it
was
nervously,
excitedly
respect for my opinions which could not
not fathom. I continued quietly:
When the name of Ole Bull was men­
but flatter me from so young and so bril­ and of quite a ¿different topiShe
“I should give Mrs. Westhaven“ no tioned, Mr. Colton’s face brightened and
seemed
relieved,
too,
when
Wetshaven
liant a man His culture was remark­
medicines.
If
she
does
not
improve
you
was evident that he was an ardent ad­
able and his information widely extended. came into the room, and left us immedi­ must take her back to the east. Miss it
mirer of the great vtcij(^|^^^\said:
He had been a «lose student all his life, ately.
Carlyon
need
not
be
considered;
I
be
­
“I have some books from the east in a lieve her to be quite restored to health.” “Ole Bull was Ole Bull, ana, wr^Mhing
he said, until now. About his present­
a member of no school, he play edinu sic
interests he was strangely reticent, and box there on the table; you must look
I think no- one ever impressed me so
was melody. I yffik prqud to call
of liis family Jie never spoke, save in a them oyer,” he began, and then he drifted disagreeably As Miss Carlyon at this that
him my friend, aïrd hë"*ÎiSs often visited
TJusT^aisual way. I rarely saw him in into the semi-sciéntific chatter—I can period. She had recovered her health in me in this very room where, during the
the afternoons; whatever his occupation give it no more dignified title—in which a most extraordinary way, but it seemed
of mutual confidences, he has
or study, it engrossed him then, and- hav­ we so often indulged. We laughed a to bring her neither'happiness nor good exchange
played for. me some of'h^BS^orite selec­
ing grown sufficiently intimate with him good deal over the erratic, insane theories temper. It was impossible to converse tions. Ole Bull would play an old,
to warrant my going informally and un­ which the late advances in electricity had with her upon the most trivial topics. homely melody, say, ‘Way Down Upon
announced to his rooms, I found that in sent, like so many-electric shocks, over Her capricious temperament was weari­ thé Suwanee River,’ or ‘Home, Sweet
the world, and Westhaven drew me put some in the extreme and her indifference
the afternoon I was rarely admitted.
some length on the subject of elec­ to her sister utterly repulsive. West­ Home,’ in such a manner that the audi­
Mrs. Westhaven walked and drove out, at
trical
magnetism as appled to individuals. haven was oblivious to it. Whatever was ence would rise upon its feet and fairly
constantly attracting attention and ad­
He
looked about for his cigar case and the fascination she exerted over him, he howl. One of the peculiarities of the
miration wherever she was seen. She
went
out
of the room to find it. After wait­ was quite subservient to the spell. She great musician was his hand, which was
had a certain individuality of style, which
enormous. It was not ’pudgy but broad-
I believed grew from her perfect uncon­ ing a few minutes for his return I walked clung persistently to his side andYnonopo- and long. His fingers covered the entire
sciousness of her beauty and the conspic­ over to the table to have a glance at the lized the time and attention which neck of the violin, and this, I think
uous . position she occupied in «public. new books. There were two boxes upon should have been given for humanity’s greatly aided him in, execution. Up
Once I spoke of her wonderful loveliness it, one nearly concealed by a pile of . sake to his wife.
to the time of his death he Was in fairly
to her husband. He received my enthu­ papers, and this one I opened. Beneath
I avoided Westhaven. He was a great good health.
siastic observations in moody silence’, and a layer of paper I found several coils of disappointment to me, and I had entirely ■> “Ole Bull'was the most notable speci­
the expression of discontent deepened on insulated wire and portions of a magneto­ lost respect for him, though I firmly be­ men of a man I ever saw. Tall and com­
electric battery. Westhaven entered the lieved his greatest sin to be weakness in
his handsome face.
manding he charmed his audience by his
I had, of course, long before this come room and I balled to him:
the hands of an unscrupulous woman. presence before he had played a note.
“
I
am
in
the
wrong
box.
”
to the conclusion that Westhaven was
One day he came to me quite beside him­ His arm was as big around as my leg,
unhappily married, and I more than half . He uttered a hoarse cry and sprang self. Miss Carlyon was ill—in the old way While he was amply proportioned. He
toward
me,
suddenly
checking
himself
suspected that he had awakened to a ter­
—he had believed’ her entirely recovered weighed 170 pounds and stood 6 feet 1
rible certainty that he had married the I and endeavoring to master what ap­ —he was in despair. His wife, he said, inch in his stockings. I think I see him
peared
to
me
an
unaccountable
agita
­
wrong Miss Carl-yon. This thought I
was much better. I did not know what now facing a great audience, his violin at
tried to close my eyes upon as an un­ tion. His emotion was too» apparent for to advise. I was not a practicing physi­ his shoulder, the perpetual smile on his
either
of
us
to
completely
ignore
it
and
worthy suspicion against the man who '
cian, and I had come to the firm conclu­ face and the merry twinkle of his gray
showed me a consideration that I have I felt compelled to turn away and pre­ sion that I had best not meddle with a eyes. When last he appeared, at the
rarely met with in life, which was cer­ tend to be engrossed in the contents of complicated, and perplexing hereditary Brooklyn Academy of Music, he held his
tainly unusual from a mere acquaint­ the other box until he could recover him­ trouble which promised no successful audience spellbound, and during the time
self. Selecting a magazine, I went away cure. ' I preferred not to advise at all,
ance,
that he was on the stage one could hear
I persisted, not without many discour­ immediately, considerably amazed at my but promised to,see them in the evening. a pin drop, so great was the interest
stupid
-mistake,
yet
more
puzzled
over
agements, in my determination to know
Westhaven left me dejectedly.
manifested. Ole Bull was one of the
Mrs. Westhaven better, and my success the agitation it had caused him. So sim­
I saw nothing of him through the day most simple and good natured men I ever
plex
a-
discovery
as
that
of
finding
in
the
was at last crowned by a most disap­
and toward 3 o’clock in the afternoon j knew. Often have I discovered him
pointing discovery. She had what I at possession of a man who openly avowed reproached myself for what might seem under the table in my dining room play­
his
interest
in
electrical
studies
an
instru
­
first believed to be an aversion to conver­
to him an unpardonable indifference on ing dog with the children. He would
sation. I never heard her say anything,; ment constantly in vogue among’* electri my part, and, on an impulse, I went di- bark, and laugh heartily when he saw
cians
was
not
in
itself
sufficient
utterly
to
even in the way of a, reply, which con­
rectlj to his rooms. The day was insuffer­ that his actions pleased the little ones.
tained an unnecessary word, and if she .confuse the possessor. But then West­ ably hot. There were few guests in the He was passionately fond of three things
haven
was
a
queer
fellow.
He
possibly
ever volunteered a remark it must have
hotel, the season was well over and no —his wife, his violin and little children.”
been in the privacy of her own chamber. did not wish me to know that he experi­ one was visible -in the corridors. There —Brooklyn Eagle.
Yet she was neither diffident nor ill-tem­ mented; or perhaps he was inventing was not a sound save the splashing of a
pered. On the contrary, her expression something’. And I cast the whole affair fountain which played in the court be­
Japanese Art Metal Work.
was pleased and pleasing, and her pretty off my mind with a laugh.
low, cooling tl^p air deliciously. I walked
The flow of metals is illustrated very
The
next
day
neither
Mrs.
Westhaven
smile was always upon her lips.
lazily along the gallery, gazing upward curiously in one phase of Japanese art
I fancied she might have a peculiar nor Miss Carlyon was at breakfast. at J;he bit of blue sky above- the open metal work, of which however, it is quite
Miss
Carlyon
was
not
well,
Westhaven
court, intensely blue as only a tropical sky difficult to obtain native examples. In
bent of mind and endeavored to discover
it. I ended by satisfying myself beyond said, and to this I attributed his moody can be.
its preparation thin layers of copper,
silence
and
strange,
excited
manner.
He
I suddenly paused, transfixed, incapa­ precious metals and various alloys are sol­
a doubt that she possessed no mind at
all. She was simply an exquisite and did not appear through the day, and, con ble of further motion. I stood before a dered in superposition like the leaves of
empty casket—a beautiful mindless, soul­ trary to my custom, I went to his rooms door leading into an inner sitting room a book; through these layers holes are
less thinga creature without sensibili­ in the afternoon to inquire for the in­ of Westhaven’s, a room which I had en­ drilled to various depths in the thickness
ties, or even the capacity of receiving im­ valid. I found the door open and was tered but once, which I believed he used of the .metal, or trenches, are cut in.it.
pressions. The emotions of living crea­ entering the parlor when a voice from for a study. The large glass ventilator The mass is then hammered flat until the
tures, the passive loveliness of inanimate the inner room fell upon my ear. West­ above the door was swung partially open, holes or trenches -disappear, and the re­
objects, the fragrance of flowers, the haven was speaking harshly and rapidly: and tipped at such an angle that the in­ sult is contorted bands of some complex­
‘‘Come! It is time! Come! I say!’ ’
terior of the room, glowing in the fierce
charm of music, the wonderful, ever
A woman’s voice, Mrs. Westhaven’s sunlight which poured into it through ity, possessing much beauty, especially
changing interest of the whole created
when the color of the metal is developed
world passed before her- unseeing eyes, L fancied, moaned and protested faintly. the open window, was reflected with the by suitable chemical treatment and pol­
Another
imperative
command
from
West
­
fatal detailed reproduction of photog­ ishing. A similar effect may be produced
fell upon her unlistening ears, left her
calm, untouched with that changeless haven, followed by a curse, then the raphy, upon the surface of the glass.
by beating up the metal from one side
sound
of
some
heavy
body
dragged
a
lit
­
unmeaning smile forever curving her
Every detail of its horrible revelation
tle way across the room, a door shut was burned upon my brain in an instant! and filing the other flat.—London En­
beautiful mouth.
gineer.
When I made this discovery I knew sharply and all was still. I turned and
Upon a long table before the window
Weakness of a Word.
that Westhaven’s life was a burden to hurried from the room, conscious th^¿ I through which the sun beat hotly, lay a
him. For a man of his delicate, sensi­ had already stayed too long, thanxnil long, glass case, with convex sides, and
How many people ever think of the
tive, perceptive faculty and deep, almost that my presence had not been suspected within this uncovered case, livid, ghastly, weakening effect of the word ‘‘very” in
tender, appreciation of the finer phases of by the inmates, I went directly to my unconscious, lay Mrs. Westhaven. Her talking or writing? There are but few
existence, the society of a woman like own room to read, and tried to dismiss face was drawn by an expression of terri­ cases where it strengthens an. idea. For
this meant perpetual torment. One thing the circumstance from my thoughts. ble agony, her limbs were rigid, her instance, take this sentence: “Mrs.
puzzled me greatly. In .spite of his in­ Westhaven’s harsh voice and the pitiful hands clenched convulsively, her beauti­ Blank is a very fine writer. ’ ’ How much
difference to her personality he guarded moan which answered .it had impressed ful, white breast was bare. The blazing stronger the sentence is without the
her health'as if she had been an idolized me strongly. I was most unwilling to rays of the sun concentrated by the strong “very.” To say that a man is very well
child. He followed her about with a believe him capable of physical cruelty to lens formed by the convex side of the known indicates that he is less known
light wrap Ji case of a draught, and hay­ his wife, yet how otherwise to explain case threw the spectrum directly over her than one of whom we say “He is well
ing adjusted it carefully, would leave her satisfactorily the sounds I had heard?
heart. (She was absolutely motionless; known.” Th4s weakening element is a
I dressed slowly and went down stairs; I could not see even that she breathed. characteristic of the word “very.” The
in absolute silence, I rendered him this
justice then, at last. She had nothing it was nearly dinner time. Miss Carlyon J ist where the actinic rays of the spec­ same might be said of all superfluous
on. earth but her abundant vitality. He was sitting on the veranda. She looked trum fell upon her soft skin, those mys­ words, though few, if any, are so persist­
would protect that as the only service brighter and prettier than. I had ever terious rays, whose terrible chemical ently of that character as the word in
seen her. Her improvement was daily power has yet to be fathomed, were question.—Hartford Times.
left him to offer her.
One night we all sat upon the veranda. noticeable, and to-night her cheeks placed two fine glass tubes connecting
W. C. T. U. Booming Suffrage.
Miss xCarlyon’s chair had been brought flushed with delicate and becoming color. with a magneto electric battery by the
out and she lay silently in it looking very She was quite unembarrassed and glad to side of the case, manipulated by West-
Mrs. Lizzie Hill Mills, president of the
small and pale among the red cushions, talk with me. She said she slept all t*he | haven.
Orange county (Cal.) W. C. T. U., writes:
and with a grave, saddened shadow upon afternoon and her indisposition of the
His face I could not see; it was bent “We are ‘booming’ suffrage. Our local
morning
was
simply
the
result
of
a
sleep
­
her face, which was unusual to its ordin­
’ over the body of his wife; his whole atti- W. C. T. U. meets every week, and has
ary sharp expressiveness. Westhaven less night. She had not been present i tude breathed a desperate and fearful given
this last month entirely to suffrage
leaned on. the back of her chair. I sat then, I concluded grimly, at the wife anxiety. Through those delicate tubes
Presently Mrs. Westhaven ; flowed a something, ultra etheric, the and will give the coming one to the
near Mrs. Westhaven and looked at her. beating.
She was. dressed in some sort of dead came out and joined us. She seemed faintest aurora, and passing into the bat­ same topic. We are taking up the
white gown which clung softly to her pale and exhausted. For the first time tery was transmitted by means of connect- United States constitution and state
lovely figure and was . relieved by heavy I noticed a marked resemblance between ing wires to the hands of Miss Carlyon, laws. We send out written invitations
gold clasps. The moon fell upon her . the sisters.
I who, seated almost directly beneath the to those who are not members of the
“You find the heat oppressive, do you ventilator, held the handles of the bat­ union, and people <¿3 getting aroused
intensifying her loveliness, though I fan­
not?
”
I
asked
her,
and
her
reply
be
­
cied she looked rather more delicate than
tery firmly in her grasp. Her head was and enthusiastic.”
usual. Her eyes» beautiful, dark isnor- trayed an agitation and an earnestness of
A STRANGE TESTIMONY.
ant, pathetic as the eyes of Italian chil­
dren, were fixed dreamily upon the scene
before»her—her hands, long, white, idle
looking hands, lay upon her dress. I al­
most held my breath in the presence of
her beauty, and felt ‘a pang of regret
when I reflected upon the void it covered.
The band played softly, somewhere in
the distance. No one spoke. Then a
woman’s voice rose on the air, a low, pas-
ionate voice that sang, with a great sob
in the depths, some minor native melody.
The peace of the night was broken only
by this wailing song. It rose to throb­
bing intensity and sank again almost to
silence. It was weird, unearthly,
strangely beautiful. It thrilled my very
soul and when it ceased, suddenly as it
had begun, it left me trembling. Miss
Carlyon shivered visibly, and Westhaven
bent instantly over her taking both her
hands in his own and then drawing her
shawl closely about her. The silence
seemed to hold a fatal significance. It
grew unbearable. I leaned forward and
spoke to Mrs. Westhaven. * J said:
“What a beautiful voice and what a
beautiful song.”
She smiled quietly, and I thought she
had not heard me. I repeated my remark
somewhat stiffly, and she replied, still
smiling:
“I did not notice it.”
Westhaven drew himself up sharply
and Miss Carlyon’s chair, upon which he
had leaned, rolled forward with a dis­
agreeable squeaking sound. She laughed
her little cutting laugh.
‘■‘The charm is broken,” she said, “let
us go in..”
I bade them good night, feeling un­
comfortable. Westhaven gave me his
hand, and we. stood there for a moment
looking at eadh other and I felt a great
sympathy for him, for I realized his un­
happiness.
Little' by little my prejudice against
Miss Carlyon was allayed. I use this
word advisedly, for I -think it was never
quité lulled to rest. She was wonder­
fully like Westhaven. It was absolutely
the same nature, differently clothed.
And, to do her justice, her views were as
wide, her thoughts were as liberal, as
rar reaching as a man’s, and she had a
passionate energy of feeling and purpose
which occasionally rose up and struggled
in her feeble little body and left her shak­
ing. I could scarcely explain her feeling
for Westhaven. If it was love .it was
love of a most unfeminine nature. Calm
and without caprice, unexacting, and, in
a certain sense, deferential, she showed
with him neither the impatience nor the
mocking spirit which ruled her mood
with others, and accepted his utter devo­
tion to her gently and gratefully. It was
a great pity he had not married her, I re­
flected.
Miss Carlyon was' certainly improving.
SHE WORKS IN INDIA.
MISS BLANCHE B. COX, STAFF CAP­
TAIN, TALKS ABOUT HERSELF.
Salvation Soldiers, Women and Men, in
Breechcloth anil Tanned Skin in the
Queen’s Empire—Bare Feet and the
Begging Bowl.
Staff Captain Blanche B. Cox, of the
Salvation Army, comes from the burning
plains of India. It is a long time since the
army in this city had news of that far off
field, and her comrades listen eagerly to
Captain Cox’s stories.
The captain is a slight young woman,
not yet past the age of girlhood. Indeed
she looks as though she were hardly out
of her teens, but in every action, and in
her method of speaking, there was dis­
played a firmness and vigor which showed
there was no lack of either mental or phys­
ical ability in the pretty head or the slight
frame. She is an English girl, and speaks
with an accent which would set some of
our fair Anglomaniacs wild with envy
could they hear it; to emulate it is not
possible without British birth and educa­
tion.
“In the first place,” she said, while her
visitor was noticing these things, “the rule
there,y as it is everywhere in Salvation
Army work, is adaptation to the people and
customs of the country. Of course this
means in dress as well as in food and man­
ner of living.
“Bare feet? Oh, yes; neither men nor
women wear anything on their feet, and
the object is, as I have said, to be as like
the natives as possible. Going barefoot is
very painful at first, for the hot ground
blisters and cracks the skin of our feet, so
that in a very short time we are unable to
walk. Then we rest' for a fortnight or so,
after which we are ready to get our ‘sole
and heel’—that is, the skin on the soles of
our feet get so hard that we can walk on
almost anything, except red hot iron, and
I don’t know but that some of the natives
who have never had a shoe or sandal on their
feet could do this if they moved quickly.
“In India some of the religious sects, as
no doubt you know, also live entirely on
alms. ' Even in this we imitate their cus­
toms, and many of our officers are pro­
vided with begging bowls and solicit alms
from door to door, living upon the food
they thus collect.
“Our dress, with its religious color, is of
the greatest assistance. It is recognized
•everywhere, and gains us admission to
places where no European, dresse^ as a
European, could go. We are thus enabled
to gain entrance in the zenana, where
none but native women, and not all of
them, may enter. The zenana is the place
where women live, and it is not to be pro­
faned by the feet of Christians. I once
gained admission into a Buddhist temple
when the English missionary, dressed in
European clothes, was barred out. That
was because of my bare feet and my cos­
tume. The priests of the temple refused
to admit the missionary, but allowed me
to enter, saying, as he pointed to my bare
feet and my yellow cloth garment, *t>he is
one of us, but you are not.’
“Yes,- we find some difficulty oh account
of the caste prejudice, but that is rapidly
being broken down now. But when we
get people into our new homes they will
not at first eat with us nor eat the food
which we cook. So we have to let each
caste cook their own food and eat together.
After they are converted they do not care
about this form any longer, but eat with
us or with anybody else. The pariahs, or
outcasts, are very easy to reach, and we
have no difficulty at all with them out­
side of their own settled belief in their
religion.
“One of the greatest difficulties we find
is the overcoming of their prejudice
against Christianity as they have seen it.
They make no distinction, but call every­
body a Christian who has a white face,
and the people from Christian countries
who have gone to India for business pur­
poses have so abused the confidence of the
natives for their own ends that it is diffi­
cult ta make the natives believe that there
is a good Christian.
“We have a Rescue • home for girls in
Bombay and are able to do a great deal of
good among these unfortunate creatures.
We have a novel way of helping the girls
to keep straight after we have secured
“places for them and sent them from the
home. They cannot /read nor write, so we
give them.a lot of red and blue tickets, to­
gether with a quantity of stamped and ad­
dressed envelopes. We have them send us
one of these tickets every week. If they
are getting along all right and having no
trouble they send us a red ticket, but if
they are in trouble or in danger of lapsing
from thé right path they send us a blue
ticket. In the latter case we immediately
send an officer to look after them and
either help, them out of their trouble,
where they are, if this be possible, or bring
them back to the home again if necessary.
They are very grateful to us once we have
shown them the errors of their ways and
will bring other girls to us that we may
help them.
“Then there is our Prison Gate Home.
We have one in Bombay and one in Colom­
bo. Into these we bring so many discharged
prisoners as we are able to secure from the
jails. Prisoners are released early in the
morning, and in Bombay, where we are not
permitted to go inside of the jail, we have
two officers stationed at the gate ¿very
morning, who induce the prisoners as they
are released to come to our home, where
we can work with them personally and
convert them.
“When we enter the work in India we all
adopt Indian names. My name at first was
Kariman, but when Mrs. Tucker, the wife
of Major Tucker, and the second daughter
of General Booth,, came to India, she
wished to be called Raheeman, which signi­
fies ‘love.’ That sounded too much like
my name, and so I changed mine to Veera-
mani, which means ‘a jewel of war.’ ”
Captain Cox was one of the editors of the
Anglo-Indian War Cry, which is printed
in English in Bombay. She was stricken
down, with smallpox and lay for three
months in the hospital of an Englishwo­
man in that city. She must have had
good care, for not à mark of the scourge
can be detected upon her pretty face,
j While she was in the hospital Weeresoniya,
i a Buddhist priest, who had become a mem­
ber of the army, died of cholera. After
Captain Cox recovered she traveled all
over northern India lecturing in order to
raise funds to assist the army in the work.
She crosses the Himalayas on horseback—
a feat of which her slight figure would
hardly give you reason to suspect her
capable. She gives a good account of the
treatment of the Salvationists in India by
the natives, and thinks them hardly ca­
pable of producing such scenes of personal
conflict with and persecution of the army
as we read of as occuring in more civilized
countries.—New York Recorder.
PATTI’S WONDROUS WARDROBE.
Her Collection of Emeralds Puts to Shame
the Majority of Royal“ Gems.
Patti’s wardrobe is something that
fashion writers rave over. At every
performance she of course wears the
newest concert costume. In the opera
that follows she wears the dress requi­
site for the part she plays. The concert
costumes are the productions of the first
Parisian milliner, and one may be sure
that the wily milliner, getting an order
from Patti, would exert himself for this
queen of song as he would for no crowned
head.
Her jewels are the most elaborate
worn by any woman outside of royalty,
and even royalty’s gems Jade before her
matchless collection of emeralds. In
some concerts Mme. Patti wears a cos­
tume of pink and silver brocade, over
which is worn a delicate green satin de
imperatrice. With this costume she
wears a dog collar of emeralds set with
diamonds, a bouquet of roses made of
diamonds and emeralds completely cov­
ering the front of her bodice. Also a
tiara, garniture and comb of emeralds
and diamonds. This bit of jeweled orna­
ment is said to be worth over $50,000. It
is a peculiarity of Patti’s that she will
wear nothing in the way of decoration
but what is absolutely real.
The jewel, box and jewels in “Faust”
are her own, and the pearls are positively
real. Her courier, whenever she sings,
is on the stage, waits for madame in the
wings and accompanied her from the
st^ge to the dressing room—that is, when
her careful husband, Signor Nicolini, .is
not around. He is very careful of his
precious wife, and she is never on the
stage butthat he is an intent observer of
everything that is going on.
Patti’s passion, of course, is her appear­
ance before the public. She is one of
those creatures who, without the excite­
ment of public applause, could hardly
exist. The applause of the public is
positively meat and drink for her.
There is. no'aebutante more eager to
know whether she has done well than is
Patti at this day. She comes off the
stage smiling and pleased.
Her eyes sparkle, and the first thing
she asks her husband is: “Well, was
that good? Listen how pleased they
are.” On being reassured that she is
the darling of the public’s heart, she is
in an ecstasy of pleasure, and for the
nextr performance she is all the more
eager to do her best. It is this wonder­
ful desire to be at her best that upholds
her in her magnificent art.
There are few people who have
achieved the fortune, the fame and the
great notoriety that Pattf has who would
deny themselves the many human priv­
ileges that she does merely to preserve
her voice and to be able to maintain the
matchless charm of her art.
At pvery hotel where rooms are en­
gaged for herself special stipulation is
made and rooms selected for her servants
as well. The price is never an object.
Mme. Patti and suite generally occupy
about ten rooms and a parlor in every
city in which she-,sings. She. gives two
concerts a week, and never travels on
the day she sings. She requires perfect
rest and refuses to speak to any one on
the day of a concert.—Spare Moments.
THE ABT OF MAKING UP.
A NOTED WIGMAKER TELLS HOW
DISGUISES ARE EFFECTED.
Making a Man’s Cliin Look Unshaved.
Eradication of Personal Peculiarities
a Very Important Item in Disguising
a Person—Cost of the Work.
Mr. Charles H. Fox, the celebrated wig­
maker of Co vent Garden, has recently ex­
plained that he is constantly in the habit
of disguising persons for purposes quite
unknown to him. Being of opinion that a
few more details about his “unholy art”
would not be without interest, we dis­
patched a representative to see Mr. Fox,
who went to business at once:
“You would be astonished,” he began, “to
know the number of people who come here
to be disguised. It has grown into a part of
out' regular business. Men of all classes
come—gentlemen, detectives, amateur de­
tectives, and I do not doubt that I have
disguised un many occasions some of the
greatest criminals of the day. Of course it
is hone of my business to inquire into the
purposes for which these disguises are as­
sumed, though sometimes I am told. The
people who come generally have some tale
to tell on the first occasion, but I take
these tales with a grain or two of salt. A
large number of private detectives and
even Scotland yard men come to me, and
as I know their business I ask no ques­
tions. That they should disguise them­
selves is perfectly legitimate. However, as
I was saying, sometimes I am told after­
ward what the disguise was wanted for.
MANNER OF DISGUISING.
“Why, I have a customer at the present
time who comes in sometimes two or three
times a week. He is made up as a middle
aged man and goes out of the shop so com­
pletely disguised that none of his friends
know him. I don’t know what his object
is. He seldom stays away more than two
or three hours, then comes back, resumes
his natural dress and appearance and I
hear no more of him till he edipes again to
be disguised. I fancy it is a case of ‘cher-
chez la femme,’ but, of course, it is no
business of mine.’?
“Do you ever have ladies to disguise?”
“No. In fact, I think I may say never.
You see the art of making up comes nat­
ural to' almost all women. I think it is
born in them. They all understand how
to beautify themselves. And if they want
to disguise themselves they prefer to trust
to their own ingenuity. A change of dress,
a veil, an alteration in the mode of doing
the hair, a pair of spectacles and there you
are; detection is almost impossible.”
“Now, Mr. Fox, how do you set about
disguising a person?”
“Oh, it is very easy. We change the ex­
pression of the face by deepening shadows,
alter the shape of the eyebrows by touch­
ing with a trifle of color, put a little hair
on with spirit gum, change the fashion of
the hail* on the head, and sometimes throw
into prominence the bones and muscles of
the neck. Making up for the street is to­
tally different to making up for the stage.
For daylight use we must employ as little
paint as possible. A piece of burnt paper
produces a lovely and most delicate color
which we use for deepening shadows, and
it is imperceptible to the naked eye of the
ordinary observer.
“I can produce the appearance of a chin
which has not been shaved for three or
four days in a very simple manner. The
face is first toned to the requisite shade;
then covered with a thin layer of spirit
gum; then a quantity of finely cropped
hair is then dabbed on to the chin and
cheeks when the gum is nearly dry. Of
course the things to be avoided are to leave
The Doctor and His Patient.
the gum shiny and to have the hair dabbed
Dr. P—— enjoys a very large practice, on .in patches. Practice makes perfect,
and Hardly finds time to take his much and an adept hand never makes these
blunders.
needed rest.
MINOR POINTS OF THE ART.
One'day Dr. P——, who had company
“Crepe hair may be used/ for whiskers or
to (tinner; sat quietly chatting in a cor­ beard in an absolutely undetectible man­
ner of the drawing room, when he was ner if carefully put on and trimmed after­
told that a patient had come to see him ward. But I prefer, instead of using wigs
who was strongly recommended by or false hair, to alter the dressing of a
some fellow practitioners.. The doctor man’s own hirsute appendages. Thus, in
submitted with a bad grace and stepped your own case, by turning up your mus­
tache, by showing your upper lip, just al­
into his surgery.
the set of your eyebrows a little and
Our physician was in the habit of as­ tering
by deepening the shadows on your face and
certaining the condition of the patient neck a little you would find your face com­
by asking him to count, and generally pletely altered. But there is one important
stopped him at thirty or thirty-five— thing in effecting a disguise which you
quite long enough for the purpose. This must not forget. It is not alone the head
time also Dr. P----- asked his patient to and face which must be altered. The at­
count. Time passed on, and the guests tire, the dress, must undergo just as com­
began to feel alarmed at his protracted plete a change. A turned down collar, a
suit of clothes, boots and hat, and
absence. One of them opened the sur­ different
the pocket handkerchief needs to be
gery door. Dr. P----- had gone to sleep even
different from that you usually carry.
in his armchair, and the patient had Why, do you know that the very manner
counted up to 8,642.—Matin.
of carrying a handkerchief in the pocket
has been sufficient before now to detect a
persqn through a clever disguise?”
Chinese Surgery.
“How
does it take to effect one of
Like most things in China, the prac­ your
startling
disguises?
”
tice of surgery differs considerably from
“From ten minutes to half an hour, ac­
that in vogue in less enlightened west? cording to the character to be assumed and
em countries. Bone setting in the Ce­ the amount of work required. This also
lestial empire is a complicated affair, and regulates the cost, which is from half a
doubtless much more efficacious than guinea upward. In ten minutes, for half
European methods. In setting a frac­ a guinea, I will disguise you so completely
tured limb the surgeon does not attempt that neither your own mother, your wife
to bring the bones together, but merely nor the editor of your paper would know
you. As I have said, I prefer not to use
wraps the limb in red clay, inserting wigs
—of course their use increases the
some strips of bamboo into the clay. cost—and I always demand a deposit if I
These strips are swathed in bandages, loan them. Yes, sometimes I get sus­
and in the outer bandage the head of a picious characters; then I notify Bow
live chicken is placed. Here comes in street.
“During the Jack the Ripper scare I must
the superior science of the Celestial.
After the bandage has been secured the have had hundreds pf* customers. At last
fowl is beheaded and its blood is al­ it got such a big thing, and I took such an
lowed to penetrate the fracture, for it interest in the affair, I. sent across to Bow
and several of my customers were
nourishes the fractured limb and is street,
shadowed. One was followed to Mentone
“heap good medicine.”—London Hos­ and another to New York. They all pro?
pital.
fessed to be amateur detectives, but I
fancy some were anything but that, and I
America’s First Lighthouse.
even dare say that the gentleman himself
The first lighthouse built on this con­ may have passed through my hands more
tinent was at St. Augustine, Fla. Its than once. It is quite a common thing for
chief use was as a lookout, whence the large publicans, who own a number of
Spanish people of the town could see houses, to disguise themselves and visit
vessels approaching from Spain or get their various places to watch and see if
is any sh^dy business^going on with
notice of the coming of foes in time to there
their responsible representatives, but I
run away. The tower attracted the at­ think the majority of my customers are
tention of Francis Drake as he was sail­ jealous husbands, who think it necessary
ing. along the coast with his fleet of high to keep a sharp eye on their wives.”—Pall
pooped ships on his way home from pil- Mall Gazette.
! laging the cities of thé Spanish main.
To Col.. Donn Piatt belongs the credit of
’ So he stopped long enough to loot the
i town and destroy what he could not having started the crusade against “The
Car Hog.” Five years ago he contributed
take away.—Washington Star.
an article to the American Press Associa­
tion under this title. It had a wide circu­
What Ailed Her.
lation, and it liad a good effect in toning
At the excursion given the “Little down the eccentricities of porcine travelers.
Mothers” the other day a four-year-old But, as in the case of liberty, it requires
baby^tbwed by the big sister was made eternal vigilance to reform the car hog.
ill by the ride on the cars. Vomiting There is a new crop every year.
was the result.
The kali mujah, or death plant, of Java
“ You were sick at your stomach, were has
flowers which continually give off a
you not, dear?” said one of the- custo­ perfume so powerful as to overcome, if in­
dians kindly.
. •
haled for any length of time, a full grown
“No, 1 wasn’t,” explained the wee man, and which kills all forms of insect
Accurate Map of Our Country.
An accurate map of the United States mite; “my eat was toonear my tongue.” life that approaches close enough to come
is in preparation by Maj. Powell, and ! —New York Recorder.
under its influence.
will be finished in about a year. The
Fireproof Wood«
coast line has long been quite perfectly- The Sweet Girl Graduate to the Fore.
charted, but the inaccuracy of internal Graduate of Yale—This encyclopedia is
A new. building material known as
surveys has caused the placing of some
imperfect. I have looked all through xylolithe is being introduced by some Dres­
localities fully five miles out of the way , very
manufacturers. It is composed of a
the
letter
” and I don’t find a single den
on the best of existing maps.—Arkansaw word about “P,
mixture
of sawdust and certain chemicals,
“Possum.”
Traveler.
| . Graduate of
is formed into plates under great pres­
Harvard—It is not worth a and
Without losing the property of
continental! I’ve carefully examined the sure.
Nothing But War.
wood, it possesses the hardness of stone,
Bismarck thinks of nothing but war. letter “C,” and not the slightest allusion and is practically fireproof, a three inch
At a railway station in Saxony, stopping is there made to “Coon.”
cube having failed to take fire or be inter­
to change trains, he addressed a porter [ Vassar Graduate—Suppose, Uncle George, nally affected when heated in an .oven,
you
look
under
“
O
”
and
“
R.
’
F
by whose side stood a little boy: '“Is that
even to redness, for five hours.—Arkan-
your son?” “Yes,, your excellency.” I Graduates—Oh! Ah!—Harper’s Bazar.
“Have you any more?” “Four, your ex­
A device that works well in keeping
The Mullers seem to be the Smiths of
cellency.” “That is well. They will Germany, as there were 629,987 of them at loose waste paper out of the parks of
make good soldiers. God bless them!”— I the last census, or one in every seventy- Chicago is the placing of big trash bas­
Chicago Herald.
three of the population.
kets about on the lawns and paths.