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And once her veil she pins and ties The winds may madly veer and tear. She steps a maiden debonair Without a thought, without a care, 'Twijct her and fair or cloudy skies Her dotted veil. Yet all's not said, for some declare A mine of untold wealth there lies In this extensive dotted snare, For most the oculist doth prize Tho thing that spoils my dear's sweet eyes. Her dotted veil. —May D. Hatch in New York Sun. MONICA'S CRISIS. He had been coming to the house now for months, and the smiling nod with which she greeted him as he passed the drawing room window would have been justified if only mere friendly acquaint anceship had existed. But people said there was something more than that, at least the few people who concerned themselves about these two atoms in the whirling world. Her sister Helen, with whom she lived, fan cied there was enough between them to call for womanly confidences, and Mon ica's brother-in-law guessed enough to make him chaff the girl unmercifully at times. "He is a good match, Monica," Mrs. Ley ton would say; '' you might do much worse." "Ana you might do much better," he proceeded, seeing the girl's color change; "he is old enough to be your —uncle, and his personality is not imposing. Also he has one or two faults which you, as a wife, might not judge quite so le niently as I do, who am only a man and a friend." "I do not expect perfection in my husband," Monica Newmau said; "the days when I thought all men were like Arthur, 'blameless king and stainless knight,' have long since vanished. At eight and twenty a woman has few illu sions. " "And few years left wherein to make nice distinctions. 'Gather your roses while you may.' The moral being that you will accept Mr. William Hartley whenever he chooses to ask you. " "I did not say so," Monica put in somewhat fiercely; '' you seem very anx ious to get rid of me." It was a woman's thrust with a weap on of which she often made ungener ous use, and it had the usual effect of silencing her sister's husband. Mr. Ley ton was as fond of the girl as she was of him, and, not being a rich man, he had made many sacrifices and submit ted to many petty economies in order that Helen might take her in. That was probably the reason why they quarreled so frequently. "Mr Hartley is coming this evening, is he not?" Helen asked when her hus band had caught his city bound train. "I believe so." Mrs. Leyton was in a receptive mood that morning, which was unfortunate, since her sister seemed far from com municative. With a little sigh of resig nation Helen lifted her work and stitched away industriously, glancing now and then at the dreaming eyes opposite. There was a look in those eyes often that moved the happy young matron to the verge of tears. It was nearly an hour later when Monica raised her head. "Helen!" "Well, doar?" "Do you think Mr. Hartley wants to marry me?" "Why, of course," Helen said, look ing rather surprised; "his behavior has pointed to that ending for the last six months. But what a question, Monica. Surely you are the one who ought to know best." "They say a girl can always tell," Monica said. "I must not be like other girls then, for I never can." "It is very strange," her sister re turned. "I do not see how a woman with any intuition can remain in donbt for a moment. The man tells his story in a thousand ways unconsciously—by looks, by actions, by half spoken phrases, in his manner.'' "Unconsciously!" Monica interrupt ed. "How are you to tell when all this arises from the awkward unconscious ness of an honest love that means mar riage and when from the studied con sciousness of what a man and the world dnb flirtation? Do men never pretend?" "I dare say," faltered Mrs. Leyton, recalling tenderly the sore spot in Mon ica's history, "but I do not think Mr. Hartley is a man like that." "Iwas not thinking of Mr. Hartley," the girl said, "Iwas thinking of some one else who spoke sweet words and looked ont of dark eyes into mine once, whom I loved and who rode away. Do you remember Captain Montague, Hel en? He stood fi feet 2in his stockings, and was the best bnilt man in the regi ment. Ido not think his greatest friend would call Mr. Hartley well built, and a bibulous nose, shiny forehead and bald crown do not atone entirely for little defects in physique. Harry is married now; I saw his wife's name in the 'births' iii 'Die Morning Post yesterday, and Mr. Hartley is single and wants to marry me, you say Dear me, what a happy woman I shall hv\" "Don't be cynical, child," Mrs. Ley ton said, laying a kindly hand upon her sister's arm. "You have been growing strangely bitter and gkxuny uf late days, and that is a bad phase of mind for a woman. " "Yes," Monica assented, "when lain happily married to Mr Hartley. " "You shall uot marry Mr. Hartley unless you love him, "said Helen quick ly* "I will; I sbnli marry him when he »ts ma It is uo question of love be tween us; the little blind god and I parted company live years ago. Besidc3 it is really time for me to commence earning my own living, and Mr. Hartley needs a housekeeper. It is a fair ex change. '' "But, Monica, this is monstrous. You, a young, clever, fine looking wom an, to marry a man under such circum stances ! It is degrading, it is unwom anly, it is horrible!" "It is essentially womanly. Why do women marry the wrong men every day, binding themselves fast with open deliberateness? Because the world is peopled by just such women as I am— women craving, starving, dying for the love of husband and little children, to whom the wrong men offer themselves and the right men never come. And youth is short and life is long, and one mnst take what one can. I would not marry Mi Hartley if tjjere was another STAUNTON, VA., WEDNESDAY, JULY 10,1895. man in an me worm wna aesirea nre, but there is uot one, and I am eight and twenty." "But surely a marriage without love is the most dreadful lot of all." "I am not a strong minded woman, Helen," Monica said, ho.ding out her hands impotently, "and I cannot argue. I only know that matrimony is the one profession for which I urn fitted, the only channel into which my thoughts have ever by education been turned. | Some man must support mc, and I should t feel the obligation less keenly if that man wero my husband." i "But, Monica, it would never do. I know you better than you neem to know yourself. You speak of' to', .-ration' when you have it in you to love with a depth of passion of which not one woman in ten thousand is capable." "Do I not know?" the younger woma n said, raising her somber eyes swiftly. "I know there is a scarcliy for loving in me that is tearing my heart to tat ters. I know that I could worship some man well enough to walk barefooted through a world of snow with him, to lie in the dust and let him (rample upon my neck, to give him all, all. But men don't want that sort of love nowadays. It is much better to tear the troublesome heart out and be a good housekeeper to Mr. Hartley. He will be away from me a great deal during the days, in the evenings after dinner while he sleeps in his chair I can gaze across at his pros- ; perous purple face and think what a for tunate woman I am." "It is useless my talking to you," Mrs. Leyton said, with a shrug. "I don't think I quite understand you, Monica." "A telegram from Dick," Mrs. Ley ton said a little later. "Mr. Hartley cannot come to dinner tonight, and Dick is bringing some one else—Mark Grover. lam so glad. I have not seen Mark for months." "Who is he?" Monica queried listless ly* "Don't you know, or v.-as it before yon came to us? Wby, Marl; is the nicest fellow I know—a barrister, a member of parliament and Dick's greatest friend. J He has been in South Africa since the dissolution, and we have missed him ' greatly, for he used to be our most con , stant visitor, and he is such good com pany. Oh, I'm awfully glad he's com ing!" "Evidently," Monica raid, with a half laugh. "I shall expect great things of Mr. Grover after this enthusiasm." "You are sure to liko him," Helen said emphatically. "And, oh, Monie!" she ran on, almost dancing in her ex citement. "I bave it, now—such a capi tal idea! You shall marry Mark. lam so glad I thought of it. He is just the kind of man for you—handsome, intel lectual, sympathetic. I am sure you will fall head over ears in love with him di rectly. What possessed me to think of old Hartley for you with such a splen did fellow as Mark to the fore!" "I am sure I don't Lnow," Miss Newman said, laughing outright. "I wish I had faith enough in my charms to believe your latest scheme feasible. " If she had uo faith in her charms, she was at some pains to heighten them that evening before Mr. Grover came. Helen declared she had never seen her sister look better than she did as she swept in to the drawing room, with the soft black chiffon of her dress bodice relieving the creamy curves of her ncek and arms and the deep gold hair well waved abont a slightly flushed face. "I know Mark will be enchanted," Mrs. Leyton said. "I am so glad you are not yet engaged to Mr. Hartley." Miss Newman smiled. Hope springs eternal in the human breast, and she al lowed herself to drift into thoughts of a slightly brighter future than of late she had dared to picture. Mr. Grover looked upon her with very friendly eyes as they shook hands. At one time or another he had heard a great deal of Mrs. Ley ton's sister, and he liked those of the family he already knew well enough to be favorably disposed to ward her. Monica was struck by his face. It was not handsome exactly, but it was keen and clever, with hazel eyes that looked out on life w T ith the utmost cheerfulness and friendly feeling. As he stood by the window chatting to her he looked like a perpetual antidote to de spair, and the girl felt her spirits rising. Mrs. Leyton contrived that he and Monica should spend much of the even ! ing together, to tlie entire satisfaction i of both parties, as it subsequently ap peared. Mr. Grover was rather fond of , hearing himself talk, and Miss New ; man proved a i satisfactory listener than generally fell to his lot—in St. , Stephen's, for example. He thought he ■ had never met a girl of more excellent ; ly discriminating qualities when in the : course of conversation it transpired that she regarded him as one to whom the ' empire would in future look for great i things. She had followed his political career with inteirst; she always made a point of reading every line of his speech es. It was done so delicately that Mr. Grover failed to perceive the art of it, and, liking the valuation the girl set upon him, i:i everything in his power to confirm it Monica fancied she conld see an actnal swelling of his proportions I he pound a recital of his doings into . ber e:.aer ear. I After dinner he m-ide his way to her [ with a pleasure evident in his face that 1 set her blood dancing. She played while i he gave forth something of Tosti's to [ the start lr d ' ht, ml then gold bead , and b • > 1 in the snig:L.. 1.. . • .. \. .. i i xueeding , ly pleasant . a ng—one of the pleas , antest Mr. Grover had ever spent, he assured Monica at parting, with a firm . pressure of extended fingers—one of the . pleasantest Monica had ever spent, she , assured herself as she laid a elightly fe- J . verish check sgsisSt her pillcv:. , I They met often after this during the j June weather. Every evening on which | . he could pas ibry I ear himself away from the "house" l ...uii Mr. Grover at the , pretty suburban villa, and he took Mon . ica out a great deal—to the theat-'-s, to . Earl's Court, to Richmond and Kew — . for long days on the river, where they drifted on with the tide, watching the ' green land laugh back to the golden sun, [ the blue sky reflected in the rippling ! water, louring sometimes into each oth -1 er's eyes as they smiled and talked. It was all like a lotus eater's dream to Monica Newman. If there was any cry in her heart in these days, it was that sensuous "let us alone." For it ' was summer, and, after all, she was yonng yet, and for her, with her pas- : sionate, clinging woman's heart, heaven * had soon resolved itself into two hazel 3 eyes that looked out of Mark Grover's f face. He had not yet asked her for the 1 love that fired her, but when have ever 8 women like Monica Newman been wise " and waited? Helen Leyton shared her sister's hap piness mingled with a degree of femi ! nine elation. "I told you so. I knew yon would , : fall in love with Mark directly. He is ' f ' weU wortA loving, isn't he, 4«Mff'-- ' a*a. g'ACciib ugui; nooaea me gin o late. "Oh, I lovo him, Helen. I love him I I have only known him two short months and ho has never spoken one word of affection to me; but, dear God, j howl worship him! I can laugh now at my early romance with Harry Mon tague ; it seems so poor beside this tense devotion of my womanhood. I wonder will you be shocked, my calm sister, when I tell you there are moments when I cannot stay near him lest the cry in my heart should escape my lips: 'I love yon! I love you!' And time creeps over me—suppose he does not care for me in the least?" "I cannot suppose it," Helen said. "He must care for you. He has told both Dick aud mo a hundred times yon are the nicest girl he ever met aud his attentions have been most decidedly pro nounced." "I know," Monica put in, "but still he has never said anything." "It is early days yet," Mrs. Leyton went on cheerfully, "and I dare say he has given you an inkling of his inten tions ere now." Monica shook her head. "You see, I am so stupid. lam not like other girls; I can never telL " "Mr. Hartley is coming tonight," the elder woman said presently. "He has been out of town for some time and seems rather troubled over Mark Gro ver's constant visits. He told Dick he wished to see you alone this evening, as he had something to say to you. Can you guess what this means?" "Yes," she answered absently. It was evident Mr. Hartley's intentions did not greatly concern her now. " 'I shall marry Mr. Hartley when he asks me,' " quoted Helen mischie vously. "Eh, Monica, the world has changed since then." '' You know what I have to say to you, Miss Newman," Mr. Hartley said, "you must have known it for some months. To put it briefly—will you be Mrs. H ?" He drew a deep breath of relief when the words were uttered and smiled rath er affably upon his ladylove. She glanced back at him. Heat and excite ment had caused his forehead and nose to shine more brightly than ever, and his short body, not innocent of a sugges tion % stomach, was shaking. She eyed him up ai:d down slowly from the bald crown to the stout shoes, wondering even then if his countenance could possibly become auy more purple when the tight collar had dove its deadly work, notic ing the chameleon hued cravat, tbe close ly buttoned frock coat and aggressive trousers with an almost imperceptible shiver. Mark Grover had stood in that very spot in the forenoon. What a dif ference I What a desecration 1 The color rose to Monica's face. "I am deeply honored by your prefer ence, Mr. Hartley, but I regret"— "You are going to refuse me, I know you are, "he cried excitedly. "I will listen to no refusal. In all my life I have never failed to obtain anything upon which my heart was set. My heart is set on you, and I will take no denial. You are the first woman to whom I have offered marriage, and I decline to take no for an answer. I have been coming here now for many months. I wanted to make sure that you were the woman for me. You are the woman for me, and I insist." "Insist?" "Well, I don't mean that exactly, Miss Newman, not exactly that," he went on, a little frightened by the flash in her eyes. "But I am a plain, blunt man, and you know my way of putting things. Perhaps I have made this pro posal too suddenly. Perhaps I should give you time to think." She smiled at the notion, as if time would make any difference! But a chill ing thought struck her, and she turned to him again. "Yes, Mr. Hartley, you have surpris ed me somewhat. Give me time." "Certainly, my dear. How long?" "Give me a week." It was quite a feat for him, bnt he managed to bend down and gracefully kiss the hand she extended. '' Until this day week, then, my dear.'' How odiously familiar he had grown I She almost smiled when she pictured his expression on receiving the answer she would give—the answer she hoped to give. All that night she did not sleep. "If I only knew," she said as she paced the floor, wringing her hands. "If Mark would only speak I think he loves me, but I am not sure. I can never tell. Oh, Mark, oh, my dear, my dear, surely you care just a little for the woman whose heart is breaking with longing for you! Surely you would love me if you knew how wholly my every thought belongs to you ! There will never be any one who will love you better! "Oh, I wish I could tell!" she went on, throwing out her arms impatiently. "Why cannot a woman put her fate to the test as a man can and know the best or worst? If I refuse Mr. Hartley, I have no surety that Mark will ask me, and I cannot live here all my life de pendent upon Dick I am quite at my wits' end." The next day Mr. Grover came as usu al, and they went out together. She was very pale, with a glitter in her eyes as of one who is determined to stake what is left. Her vigil during the hours of darkness would not go for naught. "You are strangely silent today, Miss Newman," Grover said presently; "quite unlike your customary bright self." "I have no great reason to be either bright or talkative," she said deliber ately, watching him with those fever lighted eyes. "When one is about to sign one's death warrant, there is scant room for cheerfulness." "Your own death warrant? Ido not altogether follow you." "No?" she said. "Well, Mr. Grover, I will explain. lam going to bo mar ried!" Her devouring eyes never left his face. She would not miss oue motion of a lip, a tremor of an eyelid. Would it be trumps? Mr. Grover did not attempt to conceal his surprise. "You don't mean it!" he cried in credulously. "Are yon really abont to be married?" She nodded briefly. "Well, I am astonished," he proceed ed quickly. '' And who is the happy man —Mr. Hartley, of course?" "Mr. Hartley, "Ehe said. The eager light had died out of her eyes and her face was almost gray. She had staked her one card and miscalculated the game. "Yon don't seem very happy over it," Mark said, fixing his kindly orbs upon her. Monica Newman burst into sobs loud and deep. "Happy! Oh, my God, happy! I hate himl" Mr. Grover was deeply concerned. He took to soothing her as one soothes a tired child. "Husji, hush, dear Miss Newrnan^ iiusii. it yotl nate mm, T.ijac on earca induced you to accept him? And surely it is not yet too late to break off the en gagement. '' She wiped the tears aside and looked up at him once more. "It is not too late," she said, "but what am I to do? Mr. Hartley offers me a home, and my marriage will relieve Mr. Leyton of a heavy incubus. What am I to do?" | "It is a difficult question to decide," he replied, the kind face growing very grave, "and it is not for me who am, after all, a comparative stranger, to bias your decision in any way. But I cannot help thinking you are too good for Mr. Hartley—much too good for him—and, if you will permit me to say it, I am sure a girl like you suffers from no lack of suitors. Why not wait until a better man comes along?" Her hands met behind her back iv a clasp that drew blood. "Thank you, Mr. Grover, I will abide by my choice." "Miss Newman is certainly acting very foolishly in this matter," Mr. Gro ver 6aid to himself a few hours later, "but of course she knows her own busi ness best. After all, I dare say she does not mind so very much. Girls always rant a bit about marrying men ten years older than themselves, but they have rarely any deep feeling one way or tbe other as long as there aro good settle ments. An awfully nice girl, Miss New man, and a capital chum. I hope she will be happy." "I can give you your answer sooner than I expected, Mr. Hartley," Monica said two evenings after. "I will marry you." "My darling!" Mr. William Hartley took her rapturously in his arms and kissed her for the first time. "I am afraid the draft here is too much for you,'' he remarked a minute later. "Let us go into the next room. You are as cold as a stone?"— London Sun. Not Disturbed by TrlHes. I was walking up the village, when I saw, to my dismay, that "the entire gable end of one of the cottages had fallen bodily out, of course exposing the rooms, both up stairs and down stairs. My first thought was naturally for the safety of the family, a young agricultural labor er and his wife. But there were my friends just returning from an errand, and this was the conversation which fol lowed : "O. 8., what has happened to your cottage?" "It's only the end have a-fallen out, sir," cheerfully. "Only the end, but when did it hap pen?" "Last night about 1 o'clock. My misses and I were sleepin in one of those bedrooms, when she suddenly heard a noise. I do sleep very hard, sir, but at last she woke me and said, 'What be that, Bill? Oh,' says I, 'it be this 'ere blessed end of t' house have a-fallen out.' And, sure enough, so 'twere. But then we'd been expectin of it some time. We know he wer'n't very safe." "But what did you do?" "Well, I tried to light a candle, but 'twere blowin and rainin very hard, and the wind blew her out every time I lighted 'im. So we just lay quiet till 5 o'clock, and then we got up, for 'twere gettin a bit publiclike.'' "Weren't you frightened?" "Oh, no, sir. You see we'd been ex pectin of it." "But what are you going to do?" "Oh, Mr. will send some bricks, and he'll be built up again in a day or two." ."But you'ro surely not going to stay here tonight?" "Oh, yes, sir (from the woman). Bill says he don't want to move. I could go down to my father's, but I may just as well sleep along with BilL " And so they did. A friendly neighbor nailed up a sailcloth to make their rooms a little less "publiclike" and to afford some protection from the weather, and there they staid one more night at least, after which some of us succeeded in in ducing them to move until the wall of their home was rebuilt.—London Spec tator. Legs-nil of the Pansy. A pretty fable abont the pansy is cur rent among French and German chil dren. The flower has live petals and five sepals. In most pansies, especially of the earlier and less highly developed varieties, two of the petals are plain in color and three are gay. The two plain petals have a single sepal, two of the gray petals have a sepal each, and the third, which is the largest of all, has two sepals. The fable is that the pansy represents a family, consisting of husband and wife and four daughters, two of the lat ter being stepchildren of the wife. The plain petals are tho stepchildren, with only one chair; the two small, gay pet als are the daughters, with a chair each, and the largo gay petal is the wife, with two chairs. To find the father one must strip away the petals nntil the stamens and pistils are bare. They have a fanciful resem blance to an old man, with a flannel wrap about his neck, his shoulders up raised and his feet in a bathtub. The story is probably of French origin, be cause the French call the pansy the step mother.—Household Magazine. How to Retract. The Editor (reading a letter) —"Sir— I wish yon to distinctly understand that I will not be traduced in your vile sheet, and I desire that, under pain of personal violence and a civil and crimi nal libel suit, you withdraw the impu tation that is contained in the lines quoted, 'Mr. Horatio Hottebludde is not all that he might have been.' Yours truly, etc., Hottebludde, Esq." The Editor (composing the full and complete retraction) —"We stated in our last issue that' Mr. Horatio Hottebludde is not all that he might have been.' Wo have since been threatened by Hotte bludde, and after further and more searching investigation of his record we are pleased now to alter the latter por tion of the paragraph, 'he is all that he might have been!' " This reminds us of the schoolboy who was convicted of saying that his teacher "hadn't the intelligence of a mule." To save a castigation he promised to apologize before his fellow scholars. This was his apology: "I said our usher had not the intelligence of a mule. I was wrong. He has the intelligence of a mule."—Liverpool Mercury. Copenhagen's Ronnd Tower. The fiundetoarn of Copenhagen is a pound tower, erected toward the end of the eleventh century, during the reign of Canute VI. It is 195 feet high and 65 feet in diameter. By means of a spi ral gallery in the interior, on a gentle incline, the ascension may be made either on horseback or in a carriage. LOVE ON THE OCEAN. i i ; THE STEAMERS ARE CUPID'S PET I HUNTING GOUNDS. Opinions of Those Who Have Traveled Much on the Sea—Says Capld Never Gets Seasick—The Theory of Selection In the Hatter of Love Disproved. The ocean has no terrors for the little ! winged god of love, for he plies his mis chievous trade as vigorously afloat as i ashore. "Oh, no," said Mrs. Langtry at the Hoffman House, on the eve of her de parture for Europe recently, "Cupid I never gets seasick." The Lily then laughed and remarked how curious it was to be interviewed on the subject just as she was about to start | on a sea voyage. "Of course, I have made many trips," she continued, "and I have always ob- i '■ served that there is more spooning and i sparking aboard a transatlantic liner, all things considered, in a week than one could possibly see in a month on ■■ shore. "The ocean, I have therefore come to '. conclude, must be the little mischief maker's particular delight." "What reason do you ascribe it to?" "Well, to begin with," she replied, "one leaves dull care behind when one steps on board a steamer. Thus one's mind gets into a condition for the light er things of life, and you feel not only at peace with all mankind, always con sidering, of course, that you are not in the grasp of that monster, mal de mer, but almost in love with everybody about you who is at all nice. '' "Do you recall any instance in prom inent life where the love affair that led to marriage began on shipboard?" "Many, but do not ask me to tell you their names. That would be personal, you know." Professor Jaime Ramirez, president of the Spanish-American club, who has made many trips between his native Spain and his adopted America as well as between many other countries, said that the question awakened a myriad of recollections of Cupid's activity on the , briny deep. "Oh, yes. I have often wondered why , people should be so susceptible to love on the ocean," he said. "It mnst be be cause there they see nature in her grand- ] est and most awful aspect, and therefore more readily become subject to her be- ] nign influence on the finer feelings. Sen- i timent is stirred np as perhaps under no I other circumstances, and a reveling in high, holy and poetic thoughts follows i that lays the individual, if he or she is 1 properly constituted, open to the prompt ings of the heart, where love has its ' seat." ' The professor then drew a comparison ' between travel on land and water, con tinning as follows: "On tho sea the air is fresh and pure. ! The effect is both purifying and refresh- - ing, therefore exhilarating. It is only a step from exhilaration to love." Another great traveler also grew phil osophic when the question was pro- , pounded to him. < "About five years ago, "he said, "I left Sydney for London on the steamship Orient, of the line of the same name. "The voyage occupied six weeks, but it passed so pleasantly that when it was over it appeared as if it had been only i six days. "Our route first lay through the In dian ocean, and more and more romantic seemed each mile we traversed through J those laughing, leaping, phosphorescent, tropical waters. Concerts on deck, card parties and games of all sorts helped us to while away the time. There was enough spooning behind the skylights i and spars every night, and all day for i that matter, of those six weeks to drive ( Cupid crazy with joy. Before the voy age was over six engagements of people who had never met before had been an nounced and celebrated. It was the most I fateful voyage in this respect that I have ever had. ' '' On board a steamer people are thrown constantly together. They see each other under a multiplicity of circumstances, and therefore come to learn each other's ] various peculiarities and points. But their view points or focus is naturally Contracted. If this or that young lady is beautiful, she seems to be still more • beautiful than she really is. If at all ! nice, she will appear still nicer, and the longer the voyage the more enraptured you become. When you land, and your opportunities for wider observation un fold themselves, you are very apt to be , disenchanted, for then you realize that your vision before was of necessity dis- j torted. It is a glorious delusion while it lasts, however.'' "Would not the same be true," the reporter asked, "if people happen to be thrown together in a small place on , land?" | "Yes—that is, if their surroundings have anything romantic abont them, and, above all else, are unusual. In other words, they mnst be away from familiar haunts, sights and customs.'' "That would disprove the theory of ' selection in the matter of love," the re- ' porter ventured. "Of course," was the reply, "it is nice to think there is somebody waiting somewhere for yon to love and by whom to be loved; but, as a fact, no one ever j goes in search of that mythical person. ' Let young people be thrown constantly together and before they know it—that is, without exercising their fabled pre rogative of selection—they will be in love with each other. Why, young men and maidens, old men and women, for , that matter, are constantly marrying people as far from the ideals they have • been known to describe as day is from night or peace from war and being happy forever after. It can be explained on no other theory than the one I ad- 1 vance.''—New York Journal. Mme. ttonapafte. Mme. Bonaparte's last days were spent in a quiet boarding honse in Bal timore. When questioned abont her re ligious belief, Mme. Bonaparte replied that if she ever joined any religion it • would be the Catholic, that being the [ faith of kings and queens; however, she never professed any allegiance to any ' sect. When any one inquired abont her health, Mme. Bonaparte wonld answer, "I have a disease which medicine can not cure*—old age." On April 4, 1879, M-me. Bonaparte quietly passed away at the advanced age of 94. Her remains were interred in Greenmount cemetery, Baltimore,where she had a few years before purchased a triangular lot, large enough for only one grave. Her tombstone, besides the date of her death, etc., contains this in scription; "After life's fitful fever, she sleeps welL"—Ladies' Home Journal. The Pacific coast woman's congress passed a woman suffrage resolution Without a dissenting vote. I % tannton spectator* RATES OF ADVERTISING. Advertisements I 1 inserted at the rates of J2* cents per line, for the flrst, and 8X oenU for each subsequent Insertion. „J*! cal Notices are "lserted at the rate ofM cents per hne for the flrst, and 10 cento-for each subsequent Insertion tenia.lor Business Notices are inserted at the rata of tor ags»iE32 wm be m<Mleon au oram to? b o»S'aiK 0 o^ l SS^fis 3 gi C « dW **- a dve^lleme e n te araCter ' WUI be **■■" for »» NO. 34. Balfour and the Caddie*. Many stories have been told about ! Mr. Balfonr and the caddies. On one j occasion, when about to engage in a I game, Mr. Balfour, recognizing in an ; opponent's caddie a former club bearer of his own, gave him a nod of recogni i tion. Thereupon tbe caddie, with a sat. isfied smirk, turned to his neighbor ant) remarked, "Ye see hoo wo Conservative* j ken ane anither.'' , Mr. Balfour does not object to com- I ments from a shrewd caddie, and he tells with great relish a story of one at Pan: An English player who knew no Stench, having made a fine shot, turned round to his French attendant for ap plause. Tho latter described the shot in the only English words which he had : heard habitually associated with any remarkably successful stroke in the game. Looking full in his employer's | face, and with his most winning and sympathetic smile, he uttered the words, "Beastly fluke!"— Woman at Home. Fickle & hamrick DMBTAauKG pablor NOS.II AND 13 W. FREDERICK STREET, NEXT TOJESSER'S We keep constantly on hand 'he finest -stock of goods in our line aver seen ln the city of Staunton. All +,he latest styles and noveltlei. Calls attended day and night. FUNERAL OUTFITTED In every detail and under careful personal at tentlon .„ i_« BICKLE ft HAMRICK an* t-tl N os. and W.Frederick St. CHURCH DIRECTORY. First Presbyterian Church, on Frederick St between New and Market streets, services II a. m. and Bp. m. Pastor, Rev. A. M. Fraser Second Presbyterian church corner Freder ick and Lewis streets. Services at 11 a. m and 8. Pastor, Rev. Wm. Cuniming, Emmanuel Episcopal Church, worship at V M. c. A. Hall. Services at 11 a. m., and Bp. m. Rector, Rev. R. C. Jett. Trinity Episcopal church. Main street, be tween Lewis and Church streets. Services at 11 a. m., and Bp. m. Rector, Rev. W. Q. Hul llhen United Brethren church, Lewis street, be tween Main and Johnson streets. Services at 11 a. m and Bp. m. Pastor, Rev. J. D Don ovan. Methodist church, Lewis street, between Main and Frederick streets. Services at 11 m. and Bp. m. Pastor, Rev. J. H. Boyd, D. D Christ Evangelical Lutheran church, Lew is street, between Main and Frederick street* Services at 11 a. m. and 8 p. m. Pastor. Rev H. F. Shealy. Baptist church, cornei Main and Washing ton streets. Services at 11 a. m. and 8 p m Pastor, Rev. W. J. E. Cox. St. Francis Roman Catholic, North August* street. Mass at 7 and 10.30 a. m. Vespers and benediction of Most Blessed Sacrament «l p. m. Pastor, Rev. Father McVerry. Young Men's Christian Association, corner Main and Water streets. Services at 4 d m. Sunda . * OIRETORY OF LODGES. MASONIC LODGE. Staunton Lodge No. 13, A. F. and A. M., meets every second and last Friday night in eacl month, ln Masonic Temple, Main street. Jas M. Lickliter.W. M; B. A. Eskridge, Secy. UNION ROYAL ARCH CHAPTER, No. 2, meets third Friday ln every month, ln Masonic lemple, on Main street. W. W. Mc Gnffln, High Priest; A. A. Eskridge, Secy. ODD FELLOWS' LODGER Staunton Lodge, No. 45,1.0. O. F. meets cv cry Thursday night ln Odd Fellows' HaU, ovei Wayt's drug store, on Main street. John C Fretwell Noble Grand; C. A. Crafton, Sec' KNIGHTS OF HONOK ODGE. Staunton Lodge. No. 756, of Honor meets every flrst t-id third Tuesday In each month, in Pythian Hall, Main street. W. L. Olivier, Dictator; W. A. Burnett, Recorder. MOUNTAIN CITY LODGE. No. 116, I. O. G. T ~..-!.., | * in their lodt-er. , Main street A. S. Woodhc v.nc I inlet T* • f. B. Keui.* . DISTRICT Lnlic.R. No. 22,1. O. G. T., meets every three months gistr.cfle'c^ry 0 - °*' S " H " Bauaerm " ROYAL ARCANCM. Augusta Council, No. 490, Royal Arcanum meets every second and fourth Tuesday ln the month, at Pythian HaU, Main street. W. w. Robertson, Regent; Jos. B. Woodward, Seo**' retary. SONS OF TEMPERANCE Charity Division, M. A., Sons of Temperance meets every Monday night at Odd FeUows all. W. A. Rapp, Worthy Patriarch; John B. Coffelt, Secy. UNIFORMED RANK, KNiGHTS OF PYTHIAS. E. B. Stuart Division, No. 10, meets second and fourth Mondays each monta at Pythian Hall. Sir Knight Captain, F. B. Berkley; 8 Knight Recorder, S. H. Rosenbaum. KNIGHTS OF PYTHIAS. VaUey Lodge, No. 18, K. of P., meets Monday night at Castle HaU, on West street, over Dr. Wayt's drug store. C. T. Ham mond, ChanceUor Commander; Albes Keeper of Records and Seal. KNIGHT TEMPLARS. Staunton Commandery, No. 8, Knights Tem plar, meets flrst Friday night In every month in Masonic Temple, on Main street. W. B. McChesney, Eminent Commander; A. A. E k rldge. Recorder. ONEIDA TRIBE, NO. 88,1. O. R, M., Maets In their wigwam, in Valz Building every Wednesday at 7th run 30th breath setting of the sun. S. S. Peterson, sachet*- James W. Blackburn, chief of records. J visiting brothers welcome. AMERICAN LEGION OF HONOR. VaUey Council No. 736 meets on the first and third Mondays in each month. Commande" A. S. Woodhouse; secretary. Dr. J. M. Hange collector, Isaac C. Morton, Jr. CATHOLIC HIBERNIAN BENIFICAU BOCIBTYJ Meets first Sunday ln every month ln tbe.r hall on the church lot. M. T. B presl dent; J. J. KUgalen, first vlce-pfesldent; J. J Murphy, second vice-president; D.J. O'Connei recording secretary. "STONEWALL" BRIGADE BAND. Band meets every Monday and Trmrsdaj orchestra, every Wednesday, at X p. m.. ln City HaU. Mr. J. M. Brereton. tttreotoi J. A. Armentrout, president, and •'. ilarr*- Halnes, secretary. CENTRAL PROHIBITION CLUB. Meet on Thursday night of each week. In the h room, 119 East Main street. Jas . W. Bod y. Acting President; Preston A. Ross. Se*"-t vy CHAMBER OF OOMMKRI F. Monthly meetings. Fourth Tuesday ln the uonth at 7:30 o'clock. Roi>m ln City Hail build \t Uaao tmti t; J.C.Sljle'ids, secre ary.