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1 am better said Evangeline
I sec! . . . but what tU'Oyou doing
I Km yetting u'p, I ean.Wt remain
any longer in bed-. ...
I gently restrained iiw'j Wwingcd
the pillmva Witter Iter hou'd, J .drew
tho WVvoriug.up to her chin. I care
fully tucked it on both sides of her
face, then 1 paused for a 'imnimnt i
contemplate m,v woi'kVn silence.
Evimglu'ib permitted me to do so
wiUi'o'ul resistance, 'because it pleased
her to enjoy tile Kpeetaet" C hiV.
caressing grfviV but wlien 'she saw
me s.amUli erect and immovable be
fore her, she first begged me not to
look at her in that fashion, then she
resumed that 'sf'o ubs-olutely wouhl
not remain in bed, that she M,t wK'
well; and as I still restrained hor.ialo
turned her buck on me with the dis
respectful air of a spoiled child; but
.soon she turned to me smiling.
Then I said to her with an air of
great seriousness .
It. is not proper to commit follies
tho vain time of frivolities lias passed
it will returne no more; we become
sensible and think of the family.
Hear him cried Evnnollmv
the vain time when wc were lovers
has passed, it will never return a
gain, this frivolous time when Mon
sieur never had any thought but to
Cease I said to her in a low
voice cease; it is not right to jest
about that; we should not defy the
end. You know very well how much
I love you, and did ,vou not say your
self that yoi swin to love me more
now, that there are two of vou to
Evangeline remaind silent for an
instant, smiling; then she said to me
Love him; yes, love him; I will
not be jealous.
Her thoughts were elsewhere, but
mine ran tm a milk out. into the coun
try. At this moment our servant brought
the coffee; we glanced at eneh oilier,
and wo gravely took tho beverage;
and not a word escaped us till our
stupid magpie of a servant prepared
to returned to tho kitchen..
Will you please wait little longer
my wife said to her My husband
wishes to go out for a little while, I
am not very well and I do not wish
to remain alone.
What, is the matter with you?
asked tho servant.
I have a slight lumbago; it is
My dear wife haslumbago cried
I when wo were alone how well you
know how to ijell fibs!
; Have not 1 done right possibly? If
I had told the truth to that chatter
er, within a quarter of an hour would
not all tho house from cellar to gar
rot, every one commencing with the
doctor's horse and ending with tho
sparrows on tho roof know ?
You have done right; it is neces
sary, on tho contrary, to keep our
happiness hidden; it will seem all tho
more our own; no living soul shall
know it, not even your father . . .
And why not my father?
Oh, well; your father then, but
he alone; Why did you say that
Monsieur wished to go out? 1
Well... I spoke without thinkinir
. .it .seemed to me. . . .
You send mo out said 1 con
fess that it is you who wish to bo a
lo.ie I am going.
And I took this pretext, so as not
to confess that I myself felt a
pressing need to go out and
be alono with my thoughts, but
thou I was hardly able to decide to
,le'avo my precious sick ono alone.
I am going; I said.
Wait and how go, and
think of me rill tho time.
' There where I put so many points
one with understand tliaj. J Jcft out
kisses. ' "
Always of you responded 1, and
I hastened! with 11 thatheedloss
mixture of joy and regrets which a
married man feels who hastens to a
feast, leaving hls'Si'irc at home.
I docendod tho stair in bounds, like
a boyi nmlvv tho stht'tlutl byes" Of h
roomer on the second floor who was
just leaving tho house himself, and
who clung to tho banhisters to es
cape the avalanche, of my 'descent.
At tlic street door 1 stopped like
onclwlio had lost his memory. Hooked
to the right and 'to tho left, probably
to decide which way to direct my
slops, but I was not conscious of it,
and when the roomer on the second
floor whom I had left behind hud re
joined mo, and, giving me a rapid
glance of investigation; hud lUrnrH
towtuil thy bftslfon, I followed, and
again passed him.
What the douce was running ininv
head I did not know, but it was many
tilings at onct'i among other things
an indistinct, idea presented itself
continually, and this was 1 had loft
the house and "that T had uescuuded
precipitately into the street to meet
some one whom I could not find.
Who could it be? 1 did not MrtHv,
but it uceincil h truth that some bno
had failed me; and at the first corner
of the street I suddenly stopped 'to
look this way p,a that.
1 w.'.ked in nil 'aWnl inhaled fash
ing UlUt tho roomer on the second
floor, who had joined me for the
second time, felt that it was his cluty
gaze at him " itU eyes full of reproach
niter which he walked rapidly away
with a suspicious expression on his
face, from which I gathered that it
was not lie who lm'd by his heedless
ne.fi brought about the disaster of
our three meeting in three minutes.
Poor fellow! thought I.
Nothing more. But I felt temptl'd
to overtake him, to take his arm in
iHlnu, to draw, him with me, despite
his resistance, along the luminous
ways of my,, joy; however, I did not
budge, and I let him disappear, pale
as a ghost,
All at once I felt myself clasp-
,ed by the legs; from 'the cloud
where my thoughts hail flown, I
lowered my eyes to my feet and I
saw there what I had sough: a dear
little bare-footed baby, its shoulders
nude, its face laughing.
.A II became clear! , if I hat descend-
(1 tho stairs precipitately, it was
because I felt tho secret need to
bring a caress to this baby; and if I
had passed twice in front of the
ronmer on the second floor, I had
certainly done so withou thinking,
because it seemed to me that no one
could leave his house with any other
and in view, and that I wished to be
tho first to take in my arms this little
nan who waited at the corner of the
I took him. I kissed him, and
I wished to know of him if he
loved me; and he, repeating his first
lesson, responded that ho loved mo
is much as that." This was not a
little, because in saying it ho reuched
out his little arms as if he wished to
touch tho two ends of the horizon.
Though it may provoke the philos
ophers, those who run after the vcr
ities, yet I say that this little pleas
antry from these little lips made mo
happier than their trnest teacaing.
I looked around mo; thero was not
a soul in sight who lived on this street
and the child smiled at me: tills temp
ted mo to hide it under my jackot
and steal it ... . but, as if .to prevent
the crime, thero appeared front a
neighboring shop tho joyous head of
a gentle little niothor who had seen
She called in a tone which did
not know how to be stivero, one or
two times:- Emille. Emille!
But my little Emillo did not budge;
ho fixed his astonished oyes on one of
tho buttons' of my oat whicbV'wore of
cut glass, and which appeared to him
to be a brilliant of the first water.
Then the mother arose, crossed
tho street, came to me and took, the
child in her arms, saying:
It is nunc.
nd adding sonic words of excuse
which I did not hear, she went away
with her treasure.
I walked on, my hands empty, but
my heart full of an unusual sweetness
and my soul swaying in the- whirl of
now 'thoughts! And,, uufading in the
midst of a crowd of still hutlsthirt im
ages, stood a smiling woman, the
mother of that instant, who repeated
to me with sweet assurance:
It is mine!
Then I gazed into tho blue sky and,
from some floating clouds, I formed
tho features of a little creature of
paradise, impatientto 001110 HI to the
world, and I s lid with a resolute air:
It is mine!
I felt its presence, I had it at my
sid dr it sWllttitt id gd before me
with all the little caressing manners
of infancy, but it was certainly there
to give me kisses which seemed ex
haled from tlic soft breezes of tins
Thus I dreamed; but all at once it
seemed to die that, T felt myself a
bandoncd, and I said, half lo mj'sclf:
Now it has run home so as not
lomakb Hie niothor jealous; it will
And I waited, truly, planted in
the middle of tho street and holding
my face for its caresses.
One need not be a Jioel in order to
have such fancies; it is permitted as
well to advocates without a clientage,
as you sec. This, which does not
soeili trul lo you iuw, eoinos true
when old age, the experience of years
and mature sense enable you to see
better how lo recall to j'oursclf the
dear cxtrii'vangbnees of a certain
time. Today I am sixty years
old (this is not much; no, this is not
much) and T commence to dream as
then (but now without Waiting for
anyone; tliey liave come a long time
ago!) and I say that there are sen
timents which are true for a quarter
of an hour of one's life onfy, and it is
necessary but to recall one after
having forgbtloil them all, to realize
that much which we treat as extra
vagant is most often quite simple and
Today I am sixty years old, and
that does not seem much to mo; the.
day that I marched along this street
with an agitated slop, in j; head erect
demanding kisses of the wind and in
terrogating nature, that day I was
hardly twenty five,, and that ap
peared too much,
I looked back at all of my past life
with a glance of pity, and I re
proached myself for having lost all
my youth, because in all of it I could
recall neither a thought nor a sen
timent worthy of my present state.
I have been blind till within the
past half hour said I I have
passed my youth groping in the
darkness; my son has had pity on me
and has raised the bandage, but as
for me, I have never lifted a finger to
remove it from my eyes. I have
acted the cynic by vice, the indolent
by habit; I have passed my exam
ination as doctor of laws by necessity
and I have married by imitation, and
the thought which occupies mo en
tirely today is that I have had and
that I have dono nothing to render
mo worthy of my new mission. If it
be truo that wo risk tho danger of
seeing all tho actions, good or bad
committed in our youth repented in
our children, what evils I risk seeing
in my poor little ono yet to be bornl
ah! it merits a better father!
But while thus reproaching my
self and uttering lamentations, I
was astonished at not feeling the
least traco of remorse or discourage
ment: on tho contrary I was content, I
was satisfied with myself. Generous
and happy father, I absolved myself
from all the faults of .my youth.
And if ever thero were a day when
I had a supremo opinion of my worth,
It was hot the day, so dreaded, when
I submitted victoriously to tlje proof
of an examinattoii In common law at
the University at Pa vie, nor the
othc, so memorable, when tho im
mense gown and the imposing title
of doctor of laws were confered upon
me, nor the oilier, where before tho
magistrate, I obtained my Evcngeline
for evermore; the highest senso of
worth, I had it the day only when I
felt that I was to be a father.
It seemed to me that it was but
necessary to glance at me to see my
grandeur. And when, in these soli
tary paths, the haunts of lovers and
idlers, there where lljsecmod that one
would not wish to walk save with slow
Steps some one turned to regard this
superb father who walked so proud
ly, and with head so erect, then I felt
flattered as by an encomium offered
lp my secret triumph.
To be continued.
An Insect Tragedy.
TIipi-c Is something really pathetta
In the way if ttfothor butterfly builds
a nest fyr her children. 1ft thu first
place, tho little home where tlio cjftfff
nrc deposited represents a great' deal
of sacrlllco, for It Is' lined witii' scVeral
layers of (ltyn pliicUcd from the moth
er's own soft bod''. 'xi! ewrt having
been laid carefully upon this luxurh'tw,
pretty couch arc protected by an equal
ly pretty coverlet mado of the same
Those butterfly bcticfo'llicf nrc often'
arranged with an Intricacy tl'iut i
quite curious and perplexing. Some
times a bed Is made so that each sep
uralu (iellcftfe Imlr stands upright, thus'
giving the entire nest tile1 appearance'
of a little brash of downy fur. 'L'Mri
again, thu eggs are laid spirally round
a tiny branch, and, as the covering
follows their coarse, tho effect resem
bles the busy tail of a fox, only tho
ijest if more beautiful thau the "brush"
of thu llnost Ws that ever roamed over
The building of this downy ilbU fa
the, .latest earthly labor of the mother
biittlrily; for by tho time It Is com
pleted her own dcittflfe body is denud
ed of its natural covering, a fill tbyrn
is nothing left for her to do but die
a sacrlllco which she promptly and
heroically makes lu tho Interest of tho
coining butterfly generation.
Sonic Oilil XniiicA;
The most suggestive and lnvltffig
naino I saw was that of a druggist
in North Dakota. It was U. 11. Wei
cMiie, his lirst name being Urine.
Al'ross the street was another man
with a funny name. Uti bore' tho
euphonious cognomen John Stone
poimder. In the next town I found a
man who was so fat that tho name of
Abraham Cruinpacker seemed espe
cially llttlng. Itut there was a woman
in the town who went him one better,
tier name was idiiilly I'reshbrend.
In the next town I got sd Interested
In queer names that I soon heard of
a speedy Individual called Sarah Deer
hoof. In that same town there Is a
man named Henry Ilookstruck. Ever
after that I was on the lookout. On tho
train I met David Newsalt nnd Jlilfio
Is'owlovo. Tho man with tho most
warlike name I ran against wns Abra
ham Saltpeter. In oiiu town I found
a man who laid a very poetic name,
it was Seabright Suubloom. But tho
last name I struck linislicd mo. It
seemed like a direct command to cease
my sacrilegious monkeying with peo
ple's names. I took it as a warning
and quit. A. Qulckllnlsli. And what
do you suppose his partner's name
was? It was W. K. Gofortli. St. Paul
An Intelligent Censor.
No play may bo publicly performed
lu England until It has boon passed
upon and agreed to by the stage cen
fior. A eortillcato must be secured
from the lord chamberlain. The lord
chamberlain himself does not, of
course, read all the plays submitted to
him, but the work Is passed on to the
exaailaor of plays, who Is not always
a man of education or discretion and
who in many cases lias been suspected
of letting things pass because man
agers have made It prolltablo to him
to close his eyes to supposed faults.
The story Is told of one of these ex
aminers who was moved to strike out
"drunk as a lord" In Ono of, the plays
submitted to him. There used to be'
nn old rule that the word. "heaven"
should bo substituted In stage Hues
wherever the name of any of tho per
sons of the Trinity came up. So this
clever examiner changed the Hue to
read "as drunk as a heaven."
Tho penalty for disobeying tho ex
aminer Is a line of ?2u0, which may be
levied on any person connected with
the forbidden performance callboy as
well as star.
His Ilir-ei l.-iicc.
"Woman's work Is never dono," quot
ed the sympathetic citizen.
"That's right," answered Mr. Meek
ton earnestly. "I have observed It In
Henrietta's case. 'Woman's work Is
never done. There Is always enough
of It loft over to keep her husband
busy from the time ho gets through
dinner till he's so tired ho has to go
to bed." Washington Star.
A DnaKcrnui AhhocIi.
"Sir, the men on tho flrlug line re
fuse to go out again If Private Pino
knot goes with 'em."
."What's the matter with the pri
vate?" "He used to hunt deer up In Maine,
felr, and the other men are afraid for
their lives," Cleveland I'laln Dealer.
1 SAW, THE FVRNACE7
Hnt tue Ilesnlt of tlir Insppetlon Wo
1. Verr Uimatlufnotory. '
The ho'fooKed at ills guest
"Come down In the basement,". 11
salil, with ft slight wink. "I want t
show you my furnace." .
The hostess glAttfea tip, with ft. auoec
little smile. .
"Mr. Stlvofsoti Is quft'ff daft qbou!
his furnace, Mr. .Toll'yboy," fdie .paldf
"I've no doubt he'll have you' (knvtn,
tliero every tlmo he opens a d'lmpcrV.T
Tho host turned away and choked
slightly, and then they stepped down!
the stairs together. i i
Mr. Stlverson went straight to tlm
furnace room nnd, reaching' fllW the
fulcked In heater, pulled dowl n squnt
black bottle and a small glass. Il? fill
ed the latter. t
"Here's to the furnace," he said,
with a hoarse chuckle, as he' passed"
tho glass to his guest. "Have to be a
little careful, you know, on account otf
the old lady. Host woman In the world,,
of course, but prejudiced. How'sj
thatV" The sliest gulped and took
down the contents of the glass. "Now,
what would you call that'' '
"Well," replied the vltltor, with a
horrible grlnmco,' "to be fi'ink With,
yon. I would call It a mlgfit,v'gtA. sam
ple of spoiled cider vinegar." J' l '
"lihl What?" And the host liastiltfv
poiu"! -"' a' 'glass and took-in' mouth''
fill. "Wow-' 'v .50 it is. .liang ic.an,
d old ladv hd5 discovered the' hlUIng'
place! Wonder What J' thunder she
did with the real stuff? Heavens!'
What ii cAMemptihlo trick! Let's go,
up stairs." Atf.H they went.
'How dill Mr. .loirnoy use ine inr-
uacoV' inquired llie nosvsss a suw
looked up. with a pleasant smile.
The riijldulated guest did his Diss to
call up a sfilk In return.
"It's a splendid furnish r should say
furnace," ho remarked. "I don't think
I yver saw ono with better appoint
ments' outside and luslde."
"And on Jop, too?" queried the host
ess sweetly. Tll?n she pointed to tho
open register at her fvet.
"It's quite wonderful," she added,
"how dKtlnefly the sound of voices in
the furnace mom below comes up
through tho resk'H'f. 1 cnuld hear ev
ery word you said!"
Then she laughed softly.
Hut the men made no comment.
Cleveland Plain Dealer.
Ills I.llc'r.-iry ltotitiue.
An author filled out as follows n
question blank from one of the literary
review syndicates reeeutly: ,
"Do you burn the midnight oil?" ;
"5'fiij when the gas bill's due."
"What i.''UC do you rise?"
"Whenever tlM bill collector knocks."
"What is your daily exercise?"
"Climbing trees to avpld the bailiff."
"When do you dine?" I
"WiifeUcver I cm." ' ' -'
"What Is yom; chief study?" '
"How to "pay the rent, appease tha
butcher, comfort tho baker, silence the
jrroccryman and settle tiM gas-bill!."
An InlniK'nl Ilnmor. '
"Did you say that I scattered money'
right and left In my caiup.'llgus?'' ask
ed' Senator Sorghum.
"Well, somebody said it, and It was
a mighty mean trick. The ilrst tiling:
1 kiiow they'll have the people wfio
were going to vote for mo anyhow
thinking It's a sheer waste of money
to go up to the polls and cast an hon
est ballot." Washington Star. ,
And lie I.(ioI;Ml If.
Auntie What! You don't moan to
say-all those boys are waiting to tako
yoil to school?
Elsie Oh, no! Ono of them don't
go to our school. Now York Journal.
A Itnrwiin OITitimI.
Editor Well, young woman. If the
story suits me, I will pay you ?13 for
i Young Lady Author (persuasively)
Oh, come. now. Huy it without read
Ing It, and I'll let you have It for $10.
Head Waiter Shall I send a waiter
to wait on you. sir?
Guest (who lias' been waiting In vain
for 30 minutes) I am compelled to re
quest this extreme privilege even
though I know It disturbs your system.
Little Willie Say. pa. what's a re
dundancy of expression?
ra Using more words than aro
uecessary to express one's meaning,
such as "wealthy iceman." "wealthy,
plumber," etcChicago News.
IVondem of I'ltrciioloMTV.
Phrenologist (delightedly) My friend,
you were born to command. Are you
Dignified Stranger No, sor. OI'm a
jauitor. New York Weekly.
"No," said the great author regret
fully; "I have not reached the piunaclo
of success yet. No one has yet accused
mo of plagiarizing a lottg forgotten
work." Chicago Post.
Mr. Stubb (reading) "The sturdy,
Boers slept on their arms."
Mrs. Stubb How injurious, John;
They should sleep on their right sldo