was eeveaal minutes before she breathed
freely and naturally. Thep she did nqf
look at me, but lifted up her ayes to the
pale evening sky, and her lips quivered
with agitation.
“Martin, It will be the death of me,"
she said; and a few tears stole down her
cheeks, which I wiped away.
“It shall not be the death of you," I
By Hesba Stretton
exelahued. “If Julia is willing to marry
me, knowing the whole truth, I am ready
to marry her for yonr sake, mother. I
would do anything for your sake. But
l-}-+-r+++++++++++<-+++-t-+++++4" »
Johanna said she ought to be told, and 1
think it was right myself.”
‘'Who is it, who can it be that you
love?”
fore Julia's gaze as a boy, but never as I
CHAPTER IX.
•
“Mother,” I said, “I wish I had told
I took care not to reach homo before did now.
"Well! what is it?" she asked curtly. you before, but I did not know that I
the hour wheu Julia usually went to bed.
loved the girl as I do till I saw her yes
It was quite rain to think nt sleep that The inciaiveneHs of her tone brought life terday in Hark."
night. I had soon worked myself up into into me, as a prelie sometimes brings a
“That girl!” she cried. “One of tho
that state of nerroua, restless agitation | patient out of stupor.
Olllviers! Oh, Martin, you must marry
"Julia," I said, "are you quite sure you | in your own class.”
when one cannot remain quietly in a
room. About one o’clock I opened my love me enough to be happy with me as
"That was a mistake,” I answered.
door as softly as possible and stole si my wife?”
“Her Christian name is Olivia; I do not
“
I
know
you
well
enough
to
be
as
hap
lently downstairs.
know what her surname is."
Madam was my favorite mare, first- py as the day is long with you," she re
“Not know even her name!” she ex
rate at a gallop when site was in good plied, the color rushing to her face.
claimed.
“
Y
’
ou
do
not
often
look
as
if
you
loved
temper, but apt to turn vicious now ani
"Listen, mother,” I said; and then I
then. She was in good temper to-night, me,” I said at last.
told her all I knew about Olivia.
“
That
is
only
my
way,"
she
answered.
and pricked up her ears and whinnied
"Oh, Martin, Martin!” wailed my poor
when I unlocked the stable door. In a "I can't be soft and purriug like many mother, breaking down again suddenly.
women.
I
don't
care
to
be
always
kiss
few minutes we were going up the
“I did so long to see you ia a home of
Grange road at a moderate pace till we ing and hanging about anybody. But if your owu! And Julia was so generous,
you are afraid I don’t love you enough—
reached the open country.
never looking as if all the money was
It watt a cool, quiet night in May. A well! I will ask you what you think in hers, and you without a penny! What is
few of the larger fixed stars tw.nkled ten years' time.”
to become ef you now, my boy? I wish
“What would you say if I told you I I had been dead and in my grave before
palely in the sky, but the smaller on a
were drown*! in the full moonlight. 1 had once loved a girl better than I do this had happened"'
turned off the road to get nearer the sea. you?" I asked.
“Hash, mother!” I said, kneeling down
"That’s not true,” she said sharply.
and rode along sandy lanes, with banks
again beside her and kissing her tender
of turf instead of hedge rows, which “I've known you all your life, and you ly; “It is still in Julia's hands. If she
were cove red thickly with pale primroses, could not hide snch a thing from your will marry me, I shall marry her.”
shining with the same hue us the moon mother and me. You are only laughing
"But then you will not be happy?” she
at me, Martin.”
above them.
said, with fresh sobs.
“Heaven knows I’m not laughing," I
Now and then I came in full sight of
It was impossible for me to contradict
the sea, glittering in the silvery light. I answered solemnly; “it's no laughing that. I felt that no misery would bs
crossed the head of a gorge, and stopped matter. Julia, there is a girl I love bet equal to that of losing Olivia. But I did
for a while to gaze down it, till my flesh ter than you, even now.”
my best to comfort my mother, by prom
The color and the smile faded out of ising to see Julia the next day and re
crept. It was not more than a few yards
In breadth, but it was of unknown depth, her face, leaving it ashy pale. Her lips new my engagement, if possible.
and the rocks stood above it with a thick, parted once or twice, but her voice failed
"Pray, may I be informed as to what is
heavy blackness. The tide was rushing her. Then she broke out into a short the matter now?” broke in a satirical,
hysterical
laugh.
into its narrow channel with a thunder
cutting voice—the voice of my father. It
"You are talking nonsense, dear Mar roused us both—my mother to her usual
which throbbed like a pulse; yet in the
tin,
”
she
gasped;
“
you
ought
not!
1
am
intervals of its pulsation I could catch
mood of gentle submission, and me to the
the thin, prattling tinkle of a brook run not very strong. Tell me it io a joke.”
chronic state of Irritation which his pns
“I cannot," I replied, painfully and encs always provoked in me.
ning merrily down the gorge to plunge
sorrowfully; “it is the truth, though I
headlong into the sea.
“Not much, sir,” I answered coldly;
As the sun rose, Sark looked very near, would almost rather face death than owu “only my marriage with my cousin Julia
•nd the sea, a plain of silvery blue, seem it. I love you dearly, Julia; but 1 love is broken off.”
ed solid and firm enough to afford me a another woman better."
"Broken off!” he ejaculated, “broken
There was dead silence in the room af off!"
road across to it. A white mist lay like
a huge snowdrift in haay, broad curves ter those words. I could not hear Julia
over the Havre Gosselin, with sharp breathe or move, and I could not look at
CHAPTER X.
peaks of cliffs piercing through. Olivia her. M-y eyes were turned towards the
My father stood motionless for a mo
was sleeping yonder liehhid that veil of window and the islands across the sea,
ment. Then slowly he sank into a chair.
shining mist; and dear as Guernsey was purple and hazy in the distance.
"I am a ruined and disgraced man,” he
“Leave me!” she said, after a very
to me, she was a hundred fold dearer.
said, without looking np; “If you have
But my night's ride had not made m.v long stillness; “go away, Martin."
“I cannot leave you alone,” 1 exclaim broken off your marriage with Julia, I
day's task any easier for me. No new
light had dawned upon my difficulty. ed; “no, I will not, Julia. Let me tell shall never raise my head again.”
"But why?" I asked uneasily.
There was no loophole for me to escape you more; let me explain It all. You
“Come down Into my consulting room,”
from the most painful and perplexing ought to know everything now."
“Go away!" she repeated, in a mechan he said. I went on before him, carrying
Strait I had ever been in. How was I to
the lamp, and turning round once or
break it to Julia? and when? It was ical way.
1 hesitated still, seeing her white and twice saw his face look grey, and the
quite plain to me that the sooner it was
over the better it would be for myself, trembling, with her eyes glassy and fixed. expression of It vacant and troubled. His
and perhaps the better for her. How But she motioned me from her towards consulting room was a luxurious room,
was I to go through my morning's calls? the door, and her pale lips parted again elegantly furnished. He sank down into
an easy chair, shivering as if we were In
I resolved to have it over as soon as to reiterate her command.
breakfast was finished. Yet when break
How I crossed that room I do not the depth of winter.
“Martin, I am a ruined man!” he said,
fast came I was listening inteutly for know; but the moment after 1 had closed
gome summons which would give me an the door I heard the key turn in ths lock. for the second time.
"But how?" I asked again, impatiently.
hour's grace from fulfilling my own de 1 dared not quit the house and leave her
“I dare not tell you,” he cried, leaning
termination. I prolonged my meal, keep- alone in such a state; and I longed ar
Itg my mother in her place at the table; dently to hear the clocks chime live, and bls hood upon his desk and sobbing. How
for she had never given up her office of the sound of Johanna's coach wheels ou white his hair was! and how aged he
looked! My heart softened and warmed to
the roughly pavod street.
pouring out my tea and coffee.
That was one of the longest half hours him as it had not done for years.
I finished at last, and still no urgent
"Father!" I said, “If you can trust
message hud come for me. My mother in my life. I stood at the street door
left us together' alone, as her custom watching and waiting, and nodding to any one, you can trust me. If you are
was, for what time I had to spare—a va people who passed by, and who simper ruined and disgraced I shall be the same,
as your son.”
ed at me in the most inane fashion.
riable quantity always with me.
"That's true," he answered, “that’s
Tho fools! I called them to myself. At
Now was the dreaded moment. But
bow was 1 to begin? Julia was so calm length Julianna turned the corner, and true! It will bring disgrace on you and
and unsuspecting. In what words could her pony carriage came rattling cheer your mother. We shall be forced to leave
I convey my fatal meaning most gently fully over the large round stones. I ran Guernsey, where she has lived ail her
life; and it will be the dea-th of her.
to her? My bead throbbed, and I could to meet her.
not raise my eyes to her face. Yet it
"For heaven's sake go to Julia.1” I Martin, yon must nave us all by making
It up with Julia.”
cried. "I have told her.”
must be done.
"But why?" I demanded, once more.
"And what does she say?” asked Jo
"Dear Julia,” I said, in as firm a voice
“I must know what you mean.”
hanna.
•s I could command.
"Mean?” he said, turning upoa me an
"Not a word, not a syllable," I replied,
"Yes, Martin.”
But just then Grace, the housemaid, “except to bid me go away. She has grily, "you blockhead! I mean that un
less you marry Julia I shall have to give
knocked emphatically at the door, and lock*! herself into th« drawing room.”
after a due pause entered with a smiling,
'Then you had better go away alto an account of her property; and I could
significant face, yet with an apologetic gether," she said, “and leave nie to deal not make all square, not if I sold every
with her. Don’t come In, and then I can stick and stone I possess.”
courtesy.
I sat silent for a time, trying to take
"If you please. Dr. Martin,” she said, say you are not here.”
A friend of mine lived in the opposite In this pie.« of information. He had
“I'm very sorry, but Mrs. l.ihou's baby
Is taken with convulsion fits; and they liuuM. and though I knew he was not at been Julia's guardian ever since she was
want you to go as fast as ever you can, home. I knocked at hl« door and asked left an orphan, ten years old; but I had
never known that there had not been a
permission to rest for a while.
please, sir.”
Was 1 sorry or glad? I could not tell.
The windows looked into the street, formal and legal settlement of her affairs
It wus a reprieve; but then I knew posi and there 1 sat watching the door of our when she was of age. Our family name
tively it was nothing more than a re new house, for Johanna and Julia to had no blot upon it; it wus one of the
prieve. The sentence must be executed. coma out. At length Julia appeared, her moat honored name« in the island. But
Julia came to me, bent her cheek towards face completely hidden behind a veil. Jo if this chhm to light, then the disgrace
me. and I kissed it. That was our usual hanna helped her into the lew carriage, would be dark indeed.
"Can you tell me all about it?” I asked.
salutation when our morning’s Interview as If she had been an Invalid. Then they
“It would take a long time,” he said,
drove off, and were soon ont of my sight
was uuJed.
By this time our dinner hour was near, "and it would be a deuce of a nuisance.
“I am going down to the now house,”
she said. “I lost a good deal of time and I knew my mother would be looking Yon make it up with Julia, and marry
yesterday, and 1 must make up for it ont for us both. I was thankful to Had her, as you're bound to do. Of course
to day. Shall you be passing by at any at the table a visitor, one of my father's you will manage all her money when you
patii-nta, » widow, with a high color, a are her husband, as you will be. Now
time, Martin?"
■Yea-no—1 cannot tell exactly,” I loud voice and boisterous spirits, who you knew alL"
"But I don't know all," I replied; "and
kept up a rattle of conversation with
stammered.
I insist upon doing so before 1 make up
"If you are passing, come in for a few Dr. Dobree. My mother glanced aux
my mind what to do."
mlnntea,” she answered; “I have a thou iously at me, but she could say little.
For two hours I was busy with hia ac
"Where is Julia?” she had inquired, as
sand things to speak to yon about.”
counts. Once or twine he tri«d to slink
1 was not overworked that morning we sat down to dinner without her.
"Julia?” 1 said abseuily; "oh! she is ont of the room; but that I would U.K
The convulsions of Mrs. l.ihou's baby
were not at all serious. So I had plenty gone to the Vale, with Johanna Carey." auffer. At length the ornamental clock
"Will she couie back to-night?" asked en hia chimuey piece struck eleven, and
of time to call upon Julia at the new
he made another effort to beat a retreat.
house; but I could not snnimou sufficient my mother.
"Do not go away till everything is
"Not to night," 1 said aloud; but to my
courage.
The morning slipped away
whilst 1 was loitoriug attont Fort George, self I added, "nor for many nights to dear," I said; "is thia all?”
"All?” he repeated; “isn't it enough?”
•nd etiatting carelessly with the officers come; never, most probably, whilst I aui
“Between three and four thouaaud |
under this roof. We have been building
quartered there
I went down reluctantly at length to our house upon the sand, and the floods pounds deficient!" I answered; "it is quite
the new house; but it was at almost the have come, and the winds hare blown, enough."
“Enough to make me a felon. ' he eaid.
last hour. Doggedly, but sick at heart and the house has fallen; but my mother
with myself and all the world, I went knows uothing of the catastrophe yet.”
"If Julia .'iio.'oee te prosecute me.”
She reed trouble in my face, as dearly
down to meet my doom.
“I think it 1» highly probable,” I re
Julia was sitting alone in the drawing ■• one sees a thunder cloud in the sky. plied; "though I know nothing of the
room, which overlooked the harbor and and she could net rest till she had fath law."
the group of Islauda across the channel onied it. I went up into my own room,
"Then yeu see clearly. Martin, there is |
There win uo fear of interruption
It where I should be alone te think over ao alternative hut fer you to marry her,
I heard her tapping lightly at and keep eur secret. 1 have reckoned
was au understood thing that st present things
only J u In’s most iutimato frfvuds had the door. She was not in the habit of upon this for years, and your mother and
been adiuittel iuto our new bouse, ani lea ring her guests, an! I was surprised I I have been of one mind in bringing it
then by special invitation «lore.
and perplexed at seeing her.
about If you marry Julia, her affaire go
There was a very happy, very placid
"Your father and Mrs. Murray are direct from my bands to yonrs. and we
expr-ssion ou her face livery harsh line having a game of chess." she said. “We are all safe. If you break with her she,
Seemed «oMom-d, and a pleased smile can be alone together half an hour. And will leave ua, and demand an account of
play’! about her lips. Her drees was now tell me what is the matter? There my guardianship; and your name and
one of those simple, freoh. clean muslin is something going wrong with you."
mine wUl be branded in our owu island.” i
g >wna. with knots of ribbon about it,
She sank down weariedly late a chair,
"That ia very clear," I eaid sullenly.
which make a plain woman almost pretty. an i 1 knelt down beside her. It was
"Year mother would not survive it!"
almost harder te tell her than to tell he ceatinued. with a solemn accent.
• nd a pretty woman bowitching.
"I am very glad yon are come, my dear Julia, but it was worse than useless to
"Ofc! I have been threatened with that
Martin.” «he said softly.
put off the evil moment.
already." I exclaimed, very bitterly.
1 dared not dally another moment. I
"Mother, I am net going te marry ary “Pray does my aaother know of this dis
must take my plunge at once Into the eonriu. fer I love somebody else, and 1 graceful bnaiaeee?"
told Julia so this afternoon. It Is brohen I "Heaven forbid!" he cried.
Icy cold waters.
“Your
"I have something of importance to Bay off for good now."
■other le a good woman. Martin; an aim
She gave me no answer, and I looked pie as a dev». You ought to think of her
to yon. dear cousin.” I began.
I eat down on the broad window alii. up Into her dear face tn alarm It had before yen consign ns all to shame. Toor
Instead of on tho chair close to hers. She grown rigid, and a peculiar blue tinge ef Mary! My poor, poor love! 1 believe
looked up at that, and tied her eyes up pallor was spreading over It. Her head I she cares enough fer me still te breah
an ms keenly. I had often quailed be had fallen back agsinat the chair. It | her heart over it"
fbe Doctor's dilemma
“Tbe* I am te be your scapegoat," t
•aid.
"You are my son,” he answered; “and
religion itself teaches us that the sins ef
the fathers are visited ou the children.
I leave the matter in your handa. But
only answer one question: Canid yea
show your face amongst your own friends
if this were known?”
I knew very well I could not. My fath
er a fraudulent ateward of Julia's prop
erty! Then farewell for ever te all that
had made my life happy. I saw there
was no escape from it—I must marry
Julia.
“Well,” I said at last, “as you say, the
matter is In my hands now; ani I must
make the best of it. Good night, sir.”
<To be continued.)
MAN WITH aq FINOERS AND TOES
Prof. Frederick Starr, of tbe Univer
sity of Chicago, who is looking for peo
ple with an extra allowance of lingers
or toes, would be delighted to meet a
servant of the Marquis de Ballncourt,
who is exciting much Interest among
European scientists. He 's a young
man, and on each hand be has six well-
developed fingers, while on each foot
lie has an equal number of well-devel
oped toes. It is not known whether he
inherited this anomaly. Ills sui>ernu-
merary members are of no special use
to him. but be is never allowed to for
get that lie possesses them, as ills com
rades, for an abvious reason, have nick
named him "Twenty-four.”
Only Requires Nerve.
Dr. Capitan, a well-known ethnolo
The Forest and 8tream says that
gist, writing on this subject, says:
nearly every one has a fear of wild ani
"There are two forms of this singular
mala, and yet no wild animal will fight
phenomenon, the true and the hybrid.
unless wounded or cut off from all ap
parent avenues of escape. All animals
will try and escape if given a chance.
This fear is kept up by all sons of
bear, wolf and snake stories, moat of
which are magnified to make heroes of
hunters. There is more danger from
natural causes in a visit to wild anima
iiaunta than from the animals. Then
la more danger of slipping off a preci
pice or falling into a river than from
being hurt by a bear or a wolf. Many
more people have been killed by light
ning than have been run ovtv by stam
peding buffalo herds, or killed by
wounded grizzly bears, or by all the oth
er animals of the prairie put together.
One might almost say that more peo
ple have been struck by falling meteor
ites than have been killed by panthers
In the true form, as seen in the case ot
or wolves. And yet from day to day
the marquis' servant, the supernumer
the newspapers continue to print bear
ary fingers and toes are complete addi
stories, catamount stories, and wolf
tional members, the fingers being usu
stories, and probably they will do so
ally placed beside the thumbs and the
until long after the last bear, cata
toes beside the great toes. In the hy
mount and wolf shall have disappeared
brid form, on the other hand, the ad
from the land.
ditional fingers and toes are merely a
result of a division which lias taken
Why He Got Well.
The Man with a Clear Conscience place in the regular members.
“The thumb is the part usually af
bought a pair of tan shoes with the ad
vent of spring, and, while going home fected, and it may be divided at the
in the street car, conjured up a mental first Joint, though the division general
photograph of himself strolling along ly starts at the base. All the other
the sandy beach of a summer resort fingers may be divided in a similar
with his pedal extremities encased in manner; indeed, as many as fifteen fin
his new purchase. That night he was gers have been found on .one hand.
taken ill. For four days he contem Atavism Is evidently the cause, but one
plated his new shoes with hts head would have to travel very far back in
on a downy pillow. When he recov order to discover the origin of sueb
fingers and toes.”
ered the Man said:
“There was only one thing that wor
ried me while I was sick. I couldn’t
get those tan shoes out of my head.
What If I should die without having
had a chance to wear ’em! Such a
contingency seemed to furnish an ad
ditional and potent reason why I
should get well. I just made up my
mind I was going to live long enough
to get my feet Into those shoes and—
well, I did.”—New York Mail and Ex
press.
A NARROW ESCAPE
An Indiana Woman's Terrible
Experience.
“It was a frightful experience and
I never expected to come out alive,
said Mrs. Ellen Bowman, of No. 82
Windsor block, Indianapolis, Ind.,
in the course of an interview recently
published in the Sun of that city.
“I do not suppose it ever would have
happened,” she continued, “but,
some years ago I l>egan to worry and
to do more work than I ought. This
brought on a general physical weak
ness, my blood became thin and I
grew nervous. I went to a doctor and
he said I had consumption. ”
"Did he advise any course of treat
ment?"
“Yes, be gave me some medicine
which I took, but it did me no good.
Other doctors failed to help me and I
became despondent of ever getting
well. My limbs ached, my head was
dizzy and I was most miserable.’’
“You don’t look now as if you had
ever been sick,” ventured the report-
er.
“No. and I don’t feel as if I ever
had,” said she. “I owe my present
health
to Dr. Williams’ Pink
Pills for Pale People. About four
years ago a friend from Ohio recom
mended the pills to me, saying they
had benefited his daughter whose
symptoms were similar to mine, so I
began to use them. It was only a
very short time before I experienced
relief. I have recommended the
pills to many, for I am confident that
benefit will follow their use.”
There is hardly a person who does
not worry at times and fret about
things that go wrong. And worry is
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any other cause. It interferes with
the action of the stomach and racks
the nerves. The result is that the
blood becomes poor and the nervous
system impaired. The power of Dr.
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They cure locomotor ataxia, partial
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ness either in male or female. At all
druggists, or direct from Dr. Will
iams Medicine Co., Schenectady, N.
Y., 50 cents per box; six boxes,
$2.50.
_______________
Sisterly Sympathy.
Gwendolen—How late you are, dear!
What have you been doing all the af
ternoon?
Maud—Helping the Grisbys at their
Mela-onier and tbe Rich Man.
Theodore Watts-Dutton's memoirs “at home” and making myself general
One of the good stories about the fa
ly fascinating and agreeable.
mous painter, Meissonler, is in regard are to be published in a few months.
Gwendolen—Poor thing! What a
to ills experience with a "new rich” He was a friend of Swinburne. Ros hard day’s work for you!—Punch.
gentleman who had erected a private setti, Morris and several other impor
A Wonderful Echo.
theute.r at his chateau. Meissonler was j tant figures in Victorian literature.
Just then at the height of his fame,
The new novel by Mrs. Hugh Fraser
The most remmarkable echo in the
and when spending months painting soon to appear tells of a Scandinavian world is that which comes from the
pictures and selling -them for about | consul at a Japanese port, ills daughter north side of a church in Shipley.
two hundred dollars a square inch. The and a British nobleman. The daugh It distinctly repeats any sentence
rich man conceived the brilliant idea ter's name occurs in the title of the not exceeding 21 syllables.
that what his theater most needed was book, “Mania's Mutiny."
a drop curtain painted by the famous
The Absence of It.
Preston W. Search has had a fruitful
Meissonler. So he went to the artist's
experience In the graded and ungraded
If
there
is
any truth in the saying
studio and proposed the matter to him. schools, in colleges, in commercial
that
happiness
is the absence of all
“How large Is the curtain to be?" asked schools, normal and high schools, as
pain, mental and physical, the enjoy
the great painter. “It will be thirty
principal and superintendent, and In ment of it can only be found in
feet high and thirty-five feet wide.”
Ills “An Ideal School,” which will be heaven. But so far as the physical is
was the reply. “My friend,” said Mels-
published by I>. Appleton & Co., he concerned, it is within easy reach; at
aonier, blandly, “It will take me twenty
gives a record of his observations.
least measurably so, as far as cure will
years to paint such a curtain, 4and It
The sum of human misery in
A general view of the legal condition go.
will cost you six million dollars.” This
this line is made up of greater or less
of
women
throughout
the
United
States
bargain was not completed.
The
will lie presented In a volume by I’rof. degrees of physical suffering.
Washington Irving's Love Story.
George Janies Bayles, of Columbia Uni minor aches and pains which afflict
Washington Irving always remained versity which Is to be published by the mankind are easy to reach and as
single because Matilda Hoffman, the Century Company In a few weeks. In easily cured. There are none in the
beautiful girl to whom be was engaged, it women's property rights and the whole catagory, which, if taken in
They must
died of consumption In her seventeenth grounds for divorce are fully consid time, cannot be cured.
in some form afflict the nerves, the
year. He says: “I was by her when ered.
bones, the muscles and joints of the
she died, and was the last she ever
"A Winter Pilgrimage" is the title of
looked upon.” He took her Bible and a new book by H. Rider Haggard human body. They are all more or
prayerbook away with him, sleeping which will soon be published. It dealt less hurtful and wasteful to the sys
with them under hie pillow, and in all with Italy and the near east, and Is the tem. St. Jacobs Oil is made to cure
his subsequent travels they were his result of a journey made by the autlioi them, to search out hidden pain spots,
Inseparable companions.
Not until last year through Palestine. Italy and and to cure promptly in a true reme
Very, very
thirty years after her death did any i Cj prus. The volume will be Illustrated dial and lasting way.
many have not known happiness for
one venture to apeak of her to him. He with thirty-nine illustrations from pho
years till they used it, and very many
was visiting her father, and one of her tographs.
are putting off cure and happiness be
niece*, taking some music from a draw
George W. Cable's new novel. "The cause they don’t use it.
er, brought with it a piece of embroid
Cavalier,” will be published by the
ery. "Washington." said Mr. Hoffman,
Won a Pas».
Scribner's without previous serial pub
"thia was from Matilda's work." The
lication. “The Cavalier” is a story ol
An
excellent
story is told of a cer
effect was electric. He had been talk
the Civil War and the scene Is set It tain prominent railway director who
ing gaily the moment before, but be
Copiah County. Mississippi, in 1803 is equally renowned for his ability to
came silent and soon left the house.
The hero of the story is Ned Ferry make or take a joke, says the London
Standard. An employee whose home
chief of Ferry’s Confederate scouts is in the country applied to him for a
Ferment.
A little school girl told her teacher while the heroine is Charlotte Oliver, s pass to visit his family.
to write the word “ferment” on her Confederate newspaper correspondent
“You are in the employ of the com
slate, together with the definition and who was of great service to the leaden pany?” inquired the gentleman allud
a sentence In which the word was used In that vicinity by furnishing then ed to.
"Yes.”
The following Is the result: "F-e-r- wtth Information.
“You receive your pay regularly’"’
m-e-n-t; a verb signifying to work. I
"Memories of a Musical Life." by Dr
“Yes.”
love to do all kinds of fancy ferment." William Mason, the dean of Ills pro
"Well. now. supposing you were
—London King.
fession in America, will be Issued l>j working for a farmer instead of the
the Century Company. The writer's company, would you expect vour em
His Ixivei*.
ployer to take out his horses everv
Carrie- The last time Fred called bo musical experiences began over fifty Saturday night and carry you home”’
was very tender. He assured me I was years ago and his book will contain
This seemed a poser, but it wasn’t.
reminiscences of Meyerbeer, Schu
his first love.
“No.” said the man promptly “i
mann,
Moseheles.
Wagner
and
Liszt,
as
would not expect that, but if the farm
Bees- That’s something, to be sure;
but laat evening he told me I was his well as many of the moderns, including er had his horses out and was going
Rubenstein, Von Bulow. Paderewski my way I should call him a very mean
latest love. Boston Transcript,
and others. The illustrations will in fellow if he would not let me ride.”
The employee came out three min
The Spirit's Calmer Retreat.
clude many reproductions from an
utes after with a pass good for tweleve
"Jones, next door, is getting old.”
autograph tiook which Mr. Mason has months.
“What da you go by?"
kept for many years.
"He's quit talking baseball and gone
An Insinuation.
Not the Same.
to talking garden."—Detroit Free
Willie—Paw, is the devil every
Tess—I met Miss Le Fevre in Taris. place?
Fraas.
She said she knew you.
Father—Yes: every place, my son:
It Wa-n’t Wasted.
Jess—Oh! yes. I learned French un now. don t bother me any more.
Cook—The Irish stow was burned.
Willie—I won’t, paw; but ain’t you
Proprietor—Well, put some spice in der her; did she tell you?
Tess No. She said you used to take afraid to go out after night?—Ohio
it. and add "a la Fran alee” to Its name
State Journal.
lessons from her.—Philadelphia Press.
■>n the menu. London T1t-B!ta.
After a young man has gone half a
doxen places with a young woman he
has told her everything be knows that
is Intereat ing.
When- you go around abusing a man
without a cause, don't you suppose peo
ple know that you are envious, un
truthful and unfair, and that they m
label you?