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; my position has altered lor tbe worse.
I have been obliged to fill my empty
purse, for a little 'while, by means of a bit
of stamped paper. And how snail I meet
my liabilities when the note falls dner
Let time answer the question; for the
present the evil day is put off. In the
meanwhile. If that literary speculation of
yours is answering no better than my
newspaper I can lend you a few pounds
to get on with. "What do you say (on sec
ond thoughts) to coming back to your old
quarters at Pas sy and giving me your val
uable advice by word of month instead of
Come, and feel my pulse and look at my
tongne and tell me bow these various
anxieties of mine are going to end before
we are any of us a year older. Shall I,
like yon, be separated from mv wife at
r rwjn-st: oh. not at mine! Or shall I
be locked up In prlsonr Ana what wilt
become of you? Do yon take the hint,
CHAPTE1I XXXV. IBIS TO MBS. YIMPAST.
"Entreat Lady Harry not to write to me.
She will be tempted to do so, when she
bears that there is good hope of Mr.
Mountjoy's recovery. But, even from
that loving and generons heart, I must
not accept expressions of gratitude which
would only embarrass me. All that I
have done, as a nurse, and all that I may
yet hope to do. is no more than an effort
to make amends for my past life. Iris has
my heart's truest wishes for her happiness.
Until I can mvself write to her without
danger, let this be enough."
In those terms, dearest of women, your
friend has sent your message to me. My
love respects, as well as admires, you: your
wishes are commands to me. At tbe same
time, I may find some relief from the fears
of the fnturethat oppress me, if I can
confide them to friendly ears. May I not
harmlessly write to you, if I only write of
mv own poor self?
Try. dear, to remember those pleasant
days when you were staying with us, in
our honeymoon time, in Paris.
You warned me. one evening when we
were alone, to be on my guard against
any cirenmstances which might excite my
husband's jealousy. Since then, the trou
ble that you foresaw has fallen on me;
mainlv, I am afraid, through my own
want of self-control. It is so hard for a
woman, when she really loves a man, to
understand a state of mind which can
make him doubt her.
I have discovered that jealousy varies.
Let me tell you what I mean.
Lord Harry was silent and sullen (ah,
how well I knew what that meantl) while
the life of our poor Hugh wasiu jeonardy.
When I read the good news which told
me that be was no longer in danger, I
don't know whether there was any change
worth remarking in mvself but there
was a change in my husband, delightful
to see. His face showed such sweet sym
pathy when he looked at me, he spoke so
kindly and nicely of Hugh that I could
only express my pleasure by kissing him.
Yon will hardly believe me when I tell
you that his hateful jealousy nppeared
again at that moment. He looked sur
prised, he looked suspicious he looked, I
declare, as if he doubted whether I meant
it with all my heart when I kissed himl
What incomprehensible creatnres men nre!
We read in novels of women who are able
to manage their masters. I wish I knew
how to manage mine.
We have been getting into debt. For
some weeks past, this bad stats of things
has been a burden on my uiinil. Day af
ter day, I have been expecting him to
speak of our situation, and have found
him obstinately silent. Is his mind en
tirely occupied with other things? Or is
lie unwilling to speak of our anxieties be
cause the subject humiliates him? Yes
terday, I could bear it no longer.
- "Our debts are increasing," I said.
"Have you thought of any way of paying
I had feared that my question might ir
ritate him. To my relief, he seemed to be
diverted by it.
"The payment of debts," he replied, "is
problem that I am too poor to solve. Per
haps, I got near to it the other day."
l asRea now.
"Well." he said. "I found raywlf wish
ing I had some rich friends. By-the-by,
bow is your rich friend? Wli.it have you
heitrd lately of Mr. Mount joy?"
,, "I have heard that he is steadily ad
vancing towards recovery."
"Likely. I dare sav, to return to France
when he feels equal to it," my husband
remarked. "He is a good-natured crea
ture. If he finds himself in Paris again, I
wonder whether he will pay us another
He said this quite seriously. On my
side. I was too much astonished to utter a
word. My bewilderment seemed to amuse
him. In his own pleasant way he ex
"I ought to have told you, my dear, that
I was iu Mr. Mountjoy's company the
night before he returned to England. We
had said some disagreeable things to each
other, here iu the cottage, while you were
away iu your room. My tongue got the
betterof my; judgment. In short, I spoke
rudely to our guest. Thinking over it
afterwards. I fell that I ought to make an
apology. He received my sincere excuses
with an amiability of manner and a grace
of language which raised him greatly in
There vou have Lord Harry's own
words! AVho would suppose that he had
ever been jealous of the man whom he
spoke of in this way?
I explain it to myself, partly by the
charm in Hugh's look and manner, which
everybody feels: partly by the readiness
with which my husband's variable natnre
receives new impressions. 1 hope you
agreo with me. In nny case, pray let
Hngh see what I have written to you in
this place, and ask him what he thinks of
Note Br Mks. "Vimi-ast. I shall cer
tainly not be foolish enough to show what
she has written to Mr. Mount joy. Poor
deluded IrisI Miserable fatal marriage!
Encouraged, as you will easily under
stand, by the delightful prospect of a re
conciliation between them, 1 was eager to
take my first opportunity of speaking
freely of Hugh. Up to that time it had
been a hard trial to keep to myself so
much that was deeply interesting in my
thoughts and hopes. But my hours of
disappointment were not at an end yet.
We were interrupted.
A letter was brought to us one of many,
already received! insisting on immediate
payment of a debt that had been too long
The detestable subject of our poverty
Insisted ou claiming attention when there
was a messenger outside, waiting for my
poor narry's last French bask note.
"What is to be done?" I said, when we
were left by ourselves ugain.
My husband's composure was something
wonderful. He laughed, and lit a cigar.
"We have got to the -crisis," he said.
"The question of money has driven ns
b Into a corner at last. My darling, have
' you ever heard of such a thing as a prom
I was not quite so ignorant as he sup
posed me to be: I said I had heard my
father speak of promissory notes.
This seemed to fail in convincing him.
'Your father," he remarked, "used to pay
his notes when they fell due."
I betrayed ray ignorance, after nil.
"Doesn't everybody do the same?" I
He burst out laughing. "We will send
the maid to get a bit of stamped paper." he
said: "I'll write the message for her, this
Those last words alluded to Fanny's ig
norance of the French language, which
made it necessary to provide her with
written instructions, when she was sent
on an erraud. In our domestic affairs, I
was able to do this; but, in the present
case, I only handed the message to her.
When she returned with a slip of stamped
paper, Harry called to me to come to the
"Xow, my sweet," he said, "see how
easily money is to be got with a scratch ol
I looked over his shoulder. In less than
a minute it was done; and he had produced
ten thousand francs ou paper in English
money (as he told me), four hundred
fronds. This seemed to be a large loan;
asked how he proposed to pay it back.
He kindly reminded me that he was a
newspaper proprietor, and, as such, pos
sessed of the means of inspiring confidence
tn persons with money to spare. They
could afford, it seems, to give him tbree
moaths-m which to arrange for repay-
nnr In that time, as ne thought, tue
'routs of the new journal might come
nnnrinirin. He knew best, of course.
We took the next train to Paris and
tnrned our bit of paper into notes and gold.
Never was there such a delightful cora--panion'as
my husband, when he has got
money In his pocket. After so much sor
row and anxiety, for weeks past, that
memorable afternoon was like a glimpse
On the next morning there was an ena
'to my short-lived enjoyment of no mora
than the Utter half of a day.
WatcbiBZ-aeronDortunitTi Fanny 3ier
came to me wrote i was aione, carryraR a
thick letter in her hand. She held it be
fore me with the address uppermost.
"Please to look at that." she said.
The letter was directed (in Harryv
handwriting) to Mr. Yimpanv. at a pub
lishing office in London. Fanny next
tnrned the envelope the other way.
"Look at this side," she resumed.
The envelope was specially protected by
a seal, bearing a device of my husband's
own invention; that is to say, the initials
of bis name (Harry Norland) surmounted
by a star his lucky star, as he paid me
the compliment of calling it, on the day
when he married me. I was thinking of
that day now. Fanny saw me looking,
with a sad heart, at the impression on the
wax. She completely misinterpreted the
direction taken by my thoughts.
"Tell me to do it. my lady." she proceed
ed, "and I'll open the letter."
I looked at her. She showed no con
fusion. "I can seal it up again," she coolly ex
plained, "with a bit of fresh wax and my
thimble. Perhaps Mr. Vimpany won't be
sober enough to notice it."
"Do you know, Fanny, that you are
making a dishonorable proposal to me?" I
"I know there's nothing I can do to help
you that I won't do." she answered: "and
you know why. I have made a dishonor
able proposal have I? That comes qnite
naturally to a lost woman like me. Shall
I tell you what honor means? It means
sticking at nothing, iu your service.
Please tell me to open the letter."
"How did you come by the letter, Fan
ny?" "My master gave it to me to put in the
"Then, post it"
The strange creature, so full of contra
riesso sensitive at one time, so impene
trable at another pointed again to the ad
dress. "When the master writes to that man,"
the went on "a long letter (if you will
notice) and a sealed letter your ladyship
ought to see what is inside it. I haven't
a doubt niybelf that there's writing under
this seal which bodes trouble to you.
The spare bedroom is empty. Do you want
to have the doctor for your visitor again?
Don't tell me to post the letter till I've
opened it first."
"I do tell you to post the letter."
Fanny submitted, so far. But she had
a new form of persuasion to try before
her reserves of resistance were exhausted.
"If the doctor comes back," she continued,
"will your ladyship give me leave to go
out whenever I ask for it."
This was burely presuming on my in
dulgence. "Are you not expecting a little too
much?" I suggested not unkindly.
"If you say that, my lady," she answer
ed, "I shall be obliged to ask you to suit
yourself with another maid."
There was a tone of dictation in this
which I found beyond endurance. In ray
anger I said: "Leave me whenever you
"I shall leave you when I'm dead not
before." was the reply that I received.
"But if you won't let me have my liberty
without going away from you, for a time,
I must go for yonr sake."
(For my sake! Pray observe that.)
She went on:
"Try to see it, my lady, as I do! If we
have the doctor with us again I must be
able to watch him."
"Because he is your enemy, as I be
lieve." "How can he hurt me, Fanny?"
"Through your husband, my lady, if he
can do it iu no other way. Mr. Vimpany
shall have a spy at his heels. Dishonora
ble! oh, dishonorable again! Nevermind.
I don't pretend to know what that villain
means to do, if he and my lord get togeth
er again. But this I can tell you, if it's in
woman's wit to circumvent him. here I
am w.th my mind made up. With my
mind made up!" she repeated fiercely
and recovered on a sudden her customary
character as a quiet well-traiued servant,
devoted to her duties. "I'll take my mas
ter's letter to the post now," she said. "Is
there auything your ladyship wants in
What do you think of Fanny Mere?
Ought I to have treated this last offer of
her services as I treated her proposal to
open the letter? I was not able to do it
The truth is, I was so touched by her
devotion to me. that I could not prevail
on myself to mortify her by a refusal. I
believe there may be a good reason for the
distrust of the doctor which possesses her
so strongly; and I feel the importance of
haviug this faithful and determined wo
man for an ally. Let me hope that Mr.
Vimpanv's friend (if it is to take place)
maybe delayed unjil you can safely write,
with your own hand, such a letter of wise
advice as I sadly need.
In the meantime, give my love toHugh,
and say to this dear friend all that I might
have said for myself, if I had been near
him. But take care that his recovery is
not retarded by anxiety for me. Pray
keep him in ignorance of the doubts and
fears with which I am now looking at the
future. If I was not so fond of my hus
band, I should be easier in my mind. This
sounds contradictory, but I believe you
will understand it For a while, my dear,
CHATTED XXXVL THE DOCTOR MEANS MIS
On the day after Lord Harry's descrip
tion of the state of his mind reached Lon
don a gentleman presented himself at the
Snblishing office of Messrs. Boldside
rothers and asked for the senior part
ner, Mr. Peter Boldside. When he sent
in his card it bore the name of "Mr. Vimp
any." "To what fortunate circumstance am 1
indebted, sir, for the honor of your visit?"
the senior partner inquired. His ingrati
ating manners, his genial smile, his
roundly resonant voice were personal ad
vantages of which he made a merciless
use. The literary customer who entered
the office, hesitating before the question
of publishing a work at his own expense,
generally decided to pay the penalty when
he encountered Mr. Peter Boldside.
"I want to inquire about the sale of my
work," Mr. Vimpany replied.
"Ah, doctor, you have come to the
wrong man. You must go to my broth
er." Mr. Vimpany protested. "You men
tioned the terms when I first applied to
yon." he said, "and you signed the agree
ment." "That is in my department," the senior
partner gently explained. "And I shall
write the check when, as we both hope,
your large profits will fall due. But our
sales of works are in the department of
my brother, Mr. Paul Boldside." He rang
a bell: a clerk appeared, and received bis
instructions. "Mr. Paul. Good-morning,
Mr. Paul was, personally speaking, hia
brother repeated without the deep voice,
and without the genial smile. Conducted
to the office of the junior partner, Mr.
Vimpany found "himself in the presence
of a stranger, occupied in turning over
the pages of a newspaper. When his
name was announced the publisher start
ed and handed his newspaper to the doc
tor. "This is a coincidence," he said. "I was
looking, sir, for your name in the pages
which! have just put into your hand.
Surely the editor cannot have refused to
publish your letter?"
Mr. Vimpany was sober, and therefore
sad, and therefore (again) not to be trifled
witii by a mystifyiug reception. "I don't
understand you," he answered gruffly.
"What do you mean?"
"Is it possible that yon have not seen
last week's number of the paper?" Mr.
Paul asked. "And you a literary man!"
lie forthwith produced the last week's
number, and opened it at the right place.
"Head that, sir." he said, with something
in his manner which looked like vlrtuotu
Mr. Vimpany found himself confronted
by a letter addressed to the doctor. It
was signed by an eminent physician,
whose portrait had appeared in the first
serial part of the new work accompanied
by a brief memoir of his life, which pur
ported to be written by himself. Not one
line of the autobiography (this celebrated
person declared) had proceeded from his
feu. Mr. Vimpany bad impudently pun
ished an imaginary memoir, full of false
reports and scandalous inventions and
this after he had been referred to a trust
worthy source for the necessary particu
lars. Stating these facts, tbe indignant
physician cautioned readers to beware of
purchasing a work which, so far as he
was concerned, was nothing less than a
f rand on the public
"If yon can answer that letter, sir." Mr.
Paul Boldside resumed, "tbe better it will
be, I can tell yon, for the sale of your pub
lication." V . .
In earnest conversation."
Mr. Vimpany made a reckless reply: j
want to know how the thing sells. Nevei
mind the letter." . ,
"Never mind the letter?" the junior
partner repeated. "A positive charge of
fraud is advanced by a man at the bead of
his profession against a work which we
have published and you say, 'Never mind
theleiterl'" t ,.,..,
The rough customer of the Boldside
struck his fist on the table. "Bother the
letter! I insist on knowing what the sale
311 Id r
Jfr. Timpani tore up the account and
threw the pieces In the face oj Mr. Paul.
Still preserving his dignity, Mr. Paul
gike Mr. l'eter) rang ror me ciers, anu
riefly gave an order. "Mr. Viuipany's
account," he said and proceeded to ad
monish Mr. Vimoanv himself. "You ap-
Sear, sir, to have no defense of your con-.
net to offer. Our firm has a reputation I
to preserve. When I have consulted with '
my brother, we shall be under the dis
agreeable necessity" I
Here (as he afterwards told his brother) t
the publisher was brutally interrupted by .
"If you will have it" said this rude man,
"here it is in two words. The doctor's
portrait is the likeness of an ass. As he i
couldn't do it himself. I wanted materials
for writing his life. He referred me to '
the year of his birth, the year of his mar- I
riage, the year of this, that and the other.
Who cares about dates? The public likes .
to be tickled by personal statements. Very
well I tickled the subject Taero you
have it in a nutshell."
The clerk nppeared at that . uspicious
moment, witii the author's account neatly
exhibited under two sides a debtor side,
which represented the expenditure ot
Hugh Mountjoy's money, and a creditor
side, which represented (so far) Mr. Viuip
any's profits. Amount ot these last: i
Mr. Vimpany tore up the account, threw
the pieces in the face of Mr. Paul, and ex
pressed his sentiments in one opprobrious
The publisher: "You shall hear of us,
sir, through our lawyer."
And the author answered: "Go to the
chapter xxxvii. Tiic fiust quakrel.
Once out in the street again, the first'
open door at which .Mr. Vimpany stopped
He ordered c i
fflnss ot br.mdv and water, and a cigar.
ItiiaiUCUUUtUL U IU....U,
It was then the hour of the afternoon,
between the time of luncheon and the
time of dinner, when the business of a
tavern is generally iu a state of suspense.
The dining-room was empty when Mr.
Vimpauy entered it. and the waiter's un
occupied ntteulion was iu want of au ob
ject. Having nothing else to notice, he
looked at the person who had just come
in. The deluded stranger was drinking
fiery potato-brandy and smoking (at the
foreigu price) au English cigar. Would
his taste tell him the melancholy truth?
No; it seemed to matter nothing to him
what he was drinking or what he. was
smoking. Now he looked angry anc now
he looked puzzled: and now he took along
letter from his pocket, and read it in
places, and marked the places with a pen
cil, upio some uiiscuiei, was tne wall
er's interpretation of the sigus. The
strancrer otdcred a second class of era"
and drank it in gulps, and fell into such toA ., ne i s i nlkinr in hia
deep thought that he let his cigar go out l?la lnM i-ne ,"as "e?u IMnS n his
Evidently?aman in search of an idea, sleep. lonkers Statesman.
And, to all appearance, he found what he He "The cutlet is cold again, dar
wanted on a sudden. In a hurry he paid !nrr v i.,, ...ni,i " j. if T
his reckoning, and left his small change 1D-. 1r."; w V-i o iJ . i Z
and bis unfinished cigar on the table, and , scolded just a little?' She "Make it
was oft! before the waitercould say '"Thank ' hot for you, dearest." Jester.
The next place at which he stopped was
a fine house in a spacious square. A car
riage was waiting at the door. Tbe ser
vant who opened the door knew him.
"Sir James is going out again, sir. in
two minutes," tbe man said. Mr. Vimp
any answered: "I won't- keep him two
A bell raug from the room onthegronnd
floor; and a gentleman came out as Mr.
Vimpany was shown in. Sir James' steth
oscope was still in his hand; his latest
medical fee lay on the table.
"Some other day, Vimpany," the great
surgeon said; "I have no time to give you
"Will yon give me a minute?" the hum
ble doctor asked.
"Very well. What is it?"
"I am down in the world now. Sir James,
as you know and I am trying to pick niy
"very creditable, my good Ienow. How
can I help yon? Come, come out with it
You wnnt something."
"I want your great name to do me a
great service. I am going to France. A
letter of introduction from you will open
doors which might be closed to an un
known man like myself."
"What doors do you mean?" Sir James
"The doors of the hospitals in Paris."
"Walt a minute. Vimpany. Have yot
anv particular object in view?"
"A professional object, of course." tho
ready doctor answered. "I have got an
idea fora new treatment of i!ins- f the
lungs, nnd 1 want to see if the French
have made any recent discoveries in that
Sir James took up his pen nnd hesitated,
His ill-starred medical colleague had been
his fellow-student nnd his friend in tho;
days when they were both yeung men.
They had seen but little of each other i
since they had gone their uilterent ways '
one of them on the hign road which leads
to success, and the other down the by
ways which end in failure. The famous
surgeon felt a passing doubt of tbe use
'which his needy and vagabond inferior
might make of his name. For a moment
his pen was held suspended over the pa
per. But the man of great reputation
was also a man of great heart Old asso
ciations pleaded with bim, and won their
cause. His companion of former times
leit tne house nrovitieu wun a letter oi in
troduction to the chief surgeon at the Ho-
tnl It;.,., In D..ia '
Mr. Vimpany's next and last proceeding I
iul iuui uiij tiu;ueiui ill iirii;iiinJii
o.Tice. nnd to communicate economically
with Lord Harry in three words:
"."ixpect me to-morrow."
Karjv iu the morning of the next day
Lore. Harry received the elector's tcle
graiL. Iris not having riseu at the time,
he se'ut for Fanny Mere, and ordered her
to get the spare room ready for a guest
The maid's bnsv susnicion temnted her
to put a venturesome qnestion. She asked I
if the person expected was a lady or a gen
tleman. "What business is it of yours who the
visitor is?"' her master asked sharply. Al
ways easy anil good-humored with his in
feriors iu general. Lord Harry had taken
a dislike to his wite's maid from the mo
mcut when he had first seen her. His i
Irish feeling for beauty nnd brightness
was esnecially offended by the unhealthy
psllor of the woman's complexion and the
nlen Klf-snnnreton nf Imr mimnor
Al that his native iugeuuity had been i
paring a compliment to his wife. "Your
maid has one merit, in my eyes." ho said;
she is a liviug proof of the sweetness of I
yonr temper." , leads us to believe that all the religious
Ins joined her husband at the breakfast i wpki;PS w;n he pventu-illv Christian
table with an appearance ot disturbance wcckl,es W1" Dc. ccniu.tiy. unrisuau
in her face, seldom seen during the dull journals. bomslown Herald.
days of her life at Passy. "I hear of Miss Beaconhill "I wonder what the
Suriyruls that men who
and trust?" "1 mind tbeir own business generally suc-
Lord Harry was caref nl to rive his cus-1 eeed?" Jack Mathews "Perhaps be-
tomary morning kiss, before he replied. J
" hy shouldn't my faithful old friend i
come and see me again?" he asked, with
his winning smile.
Pray don't speak of that hateful mau,' j "Very
s answered, "as your faith Tnl old friend , ..wi.i'
is nothing of the kind. What did youl ' nal
tn mo i,hmii. tn,.t !.,- f nu ...i,i.
last visit and I owned I was glad that he
was gone? Yon said: "Faith, my dear, I'm
as glad as yon are."
Her good-natured husband laughed at
this little picture of himself. "Ah, my
darling, how many more times am I to
make tbe same confession to my pretty
priest? Try to remember, without more
telling, that it's one of my misfortunes to
be a man of many tempers. There are
times when I get tired to death of Vimp
any: and there are times when the cheery
old devil exercises fascinations over me. I
declare you're spoiling the eyebrows that
I admire br letting them twist themselves
into a frown? After tbe trouble I have
taken to clear your mind of prejudice
against au unfortunate man, it's dis
heartening to find you so hard on the
poor fellow's faults and so blind to his
The, time had baaa zhan. tM reman-
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trance migtft nave lnmrencetx nts wnes
opinion. Sbe passed it over without no
"Does he come here by yourinvitation?"
"How else should he come here, my
She looked at her husband with doubt
'too plainly visible in her eyes. 1 wonder
'what your motive is for sending for him,"
He was just lifting his teacup to his lips
he put it down again when he heard
"Are you ill this morning?" he asked.
"Have I said anything that has offended
"Then I must tell you this. Iris; I don't
approve of what you have just said. It
sounds, to my mind, unpleasantly like
suspicion of me and suspicion of my friend.
t see vonr face confessing it mv lady, at
"You are half right. Harry, and no more.
What you see in my face is suspicious of
"Founded on what, if you please?"
"Founded on what I have seen of him
and on what I know of him. When yon
tried to alter my opinion of Mr. Vimpany,
some time since. I did my best to make
my view your view. I deceived mvself for
your sake. I put the best construction on
what be said and did when he was stay
ing here. It was well meant, but it was
of no use. In a thousand different ways,
while he was doing his best to win my
favor, his true self was telling talcs of
him under the fairsurface. Mr. Vimpany
is a bad man. He is the very worst friend
you could have abont you at any time
and especially at a timo when your pa
tience is tried by need r circumstances."
"One word. Iris. The more eloquent
you are. the more I admire you. Only,
don't mention my needy circumstances
To bo continued.
WIT MP HUMOR.
Necessity is the mother of invention;
and likewise the father of lies. Puck.
The most sweeping argument of the
irate housewife is the broomstick.
If our sins were only unobtrusive as
the goodness of others is obtrusive!
If the boys don't kiss the misses, then
the girls will raiss the kisses. Bing
New York soared high for the Fair,
but Chicago's pen was mightier than
her soared. Puck.
The man who is too fond of his ante
usually makes the acquaintance of his
uncle. Boston Post.
No bald-headed man who sits in the
front row at the theater is a hero to his
ballet. Boston Gazette.
Kowne ile Bout "Are you still in the
6wiui?" Upson Downes "Yes; on my
back just at present." Puck.
I It improves your memory to lend a
friend $5, but it destroys the memory
0f your friend. New Orleans Picayune.
"Do you kuow the nature of au oath,
madam?" "I think so. All my hus
band's oaths arc very ill-natured."
Before getting into the "swim" a man
should be reasonably sure that he can
keep his head above water. lloston
Q: "What did the Saul of Tarsus do
when the light of heaven blinded him?"
A. "Why, why he he tumbled." N.
Edith "It's the little things that tell
in this life." Alice ' -Well, you'd think
so il you had two small brothers, as I
It must be a matter of l egret to the
i.nmn ivlm UL-oc in h,.,i- I.;.cn1f ! 1
First Drummer "Get any orders
this morning?" Second Drummer
"Yes. one." First "What was it?"
Second "Git!" Philadelphia. Press.
Couutrv Kector "I haven't seen yon
at church" lately." Old Woman "No,
sir; I hecred as how it was very uu
healthful to sleep in the daytime."
"I tell you. George, if there was less
money iu the world there would be
more religion." "That may be; but
the collections would fall off." N. Y.
Farmer "Out huntin1 be ye?" City
.sportsman (wearily) "Y-e-s, been
hunting all day for a patch of woods
without a law-penalty sign on it." X.
Every man should have a good
opinion of himself. He may find it
hard to persuade other peoplo to per
form this arduous duty for him.
The ideal woman's hat is a section of
chaos, without form and void of archi
tectural value, further improved by
having its formlessness knocked out of
shape. Boston Transcript.
"Is that cement any good?" asked a
prospective purchaser of a peddler.
"Any good!" was the replv. "IVhv,
you could mend the break of day with
i,t mnt " n,r'. ?-,-
..,,", , , ,
"My husband attended the revival
meeting and has got religion." Is he
- bone-tide convert?" "O Yes."
"Then I suppose he will go out of the
ice business." Boston Budget.
Mr. Deighton "Ah, Miss Western,
'do so admire yon mother's carriage,
so graceful and dignified." Miss West
ern "Yes, it is a swell turnout; pa
paid fl,200 for it." Bostonian.
"And now, professor, what do yon
think of mv voice?" "Well.it all dc-
You haven't told me vet. Do
Jon intend becoming an auctioneer or
auubmnu ntwinji.'- j. .,..
"I will sing for you," said Harry,
who never hears . the clock strike.
"Shall I sing 'How Can I Leave You'?''
"No," she replied wearily, "not unless
you know the answer." Washington
'You make a great mistake in sicak-
in" of that as a baby joke."
isn't it?" "Not exactly. It is a joke
about a baby; but it is too old and gray
haired to be a baby joke." Harper's
She "Shakspeare is simply marvcl-
oni" Young Talkley "He is, indeed!
Even the names he gives his minor
characters have a deep significance.
Look at Pistol, for instance. He was
always loaded." Bostonian,
Dr. Dexter of the Conqreaationatisl
thinks that all the daily newspapers will
be. eventually.' religious journals. This
cause there is so little competition in
.i.,.. i:np Harvard Lamvoon
u,at ilne- urvara lampoon.
Tailor (measuring little Blobb3)
singular, this, sir." Blobbs
that?" Tailor "All yonr
measurements are exactly the same as
... . .. . . , .... .
tbe Apollo iseiveacre statue." (uiodds
orders two suits iustead of one.) The
Mrs. De Sense "What are you read
ing so intently, my dear?"" Mr. De
Sense "An article on 'Americas Pork
in Europe. " Mrs. De Sense "Mercy
on me! Have any more heiresses been
selling themselves for titles?" If. Y.
"I see that a soda-water trust is
talked of," remarked a Pittsburger to
bis best girl as they' quaffed the sweet
atmosphere. "Ah." she replied, "then
if they would only trust us for ice
cream, too. bow nice it would be."
Was Ba Mas Ml of Whiskey Wa
To show what an Indian can stand,
when be has to. Imay tell of an inci
dent which happened during the Win
ter I was with them. Towards eve-'
ning, on a very cold Winter day, whe
it was snowing just a little and drifting'
a great deal, an Indian came to the log
house with half a jug full of whisky
and bis rifle. I imagine that the jug
had been entirely full of whisky when
he started and by the time he got to
tbe bouse he was in rather a jolly con
dition. The jug and the rifle were
taken away from him and he was
ordered to get to bis wigwam as quick
as he could before darkness came on.
He left, and was supposed to have
gone to the camp, but early next morn
ing his squaw appeared at tbe bonso
and said that he had not como home
that night, and as tbe night was very
cold she bad been anxious about him.
Then the search for the lost Indian be
gan. He was found in one of the sheds
near the barn, under a heap of drifted
snow, and the chances are that the
snow that was above him had helped to
save his life. Tho searchers for the
Indian bad gone in different directions,
and it was his own squaw who. with
true Indian instinct bad tracked him
out, and she was alone when she found
him. Apparently the Indian was a
frozen corpse. She tumbled him out
of his snow bank and pulled off his
blankets, and dragged him down to the
creek, where a deep hole was cut in the
ice for the purpose of watering the
cattle. Laying the Indian out on the
snow she took tbe pan that was beside
the ice-hole aud, filling it repeatedly,
dashed pailful after pailful of ice water
over tho body of tbe Indian. By the
time the other unsuccessful searchers
had returned she had her old man
thawed out and seated by the tire wrap
ped up in blankets. There is no
question that if he had been found by
the others and bad been taken into the
house frozen as bo was he would have
died. Detroit Free Press.
Her Little Brother.
"O Mr. Dusenberry," cried her little
brother. "I'm so glad you are going to
be kin to me." ,
"Ah, Johnny, is that so?" he gasped, i
a look of happiness flitting over his
face. "How did you kuow? Come here
and sit on my lap and tell me all you
"Sister's other feller came here last
night began the boy, alter he was
safely in the arms of the young man,
devouring a quarter's worth of candy,
"and I heard them talking 'bout vou""
What did thev sav?"
"He was mad," replied the terror,
"'cause sis goes with you so much."
"And what was her reply to him?'1
continued the young man, the look of
happiness spreading further across his
"She said," began tho youth again.
'that he nccd't get mad 'cause you
come to see her, as you was a soft suap
and was saving him lots of money that
would go to fixin up their house after
they were married."
The look of contentment on tho
young man's face gave way to tho
pallor of despair as he gasped:
"Well, how is that going to make me
kin to your"
"Oh," went on the boy. 'Tin coniill'
to that now. She said that when yoo
proposed to her she would be a histcr
to vou; aud won't that make vou my
As the child picked himself off the
floor he beheld the form of the young
uiiu uit imuugu uiu iiuijfc uuur
Modern Changes in Literature.
The working author, he whose ink is
bread, recognizes more than ever be
fore the commercial side of litcraturo
as a most potent factor in this work.
says a writer in The Ladies Home
Journal. There was a tune, and net
so long ago, when authors could write
fore pleasure, when comnetition was
not so keen, and their productions were
certain of acceptance in certain chan
nels. Everything they wrote was ac
ceptable because they wrote it, upon
the argument that they had cut out
for themselves a certain constituency
which hailed anything from tbeir pen,
good, bad and indifferent. Two or
three authors often constituted tbe re
sources of a magazine. All this lias
changed. No writer, however strong
or popular, can carry the subscription
list of a magazine in his or her pocket.
Variety is the order of the day. The
magazine which gives the greatest
variety iu a single issue is the one most
bought and enjoyed. "I do not care
for a magazine," said a literary woman
recently, "in which I know before I
open its pages, exactly what writers I
shall find iu it," and ' in that remark
lies the key to the modern literary
taste. One beneficial effect which thfs
tendency is undoubtedly having is the
doing away with cliqucisni in period
ical literature. In fact, it canuot be
truthfully said of one prominent mag
azine to-day, as it could as late as a
year ago, that it is "cliquey." Editors
fnllr reeocnize the necessitv of con
tinually presenting a different array of j
writers, auu luereu) acvuiiug a iuvi-v
of style and thought. To the old
writers who have been accustomed for
years to write for a single periodical
this new onicr of things is disastrous
in one respect, but forthe whole school
of modern writers it is a decided ad
vantage. The Press in Interior Africa.
Thanks to the missionaries, inner
Africa is now able to do a good
deal of her own printing, as the Por
tugese found out in October last. They
received a printed declaration from
Consul Johuston announcing that a
large part of the Shire River region
had been placed under the protection
of Great Britain. The typesetting and
press work had been done by black
boys at Blantyre, the now famous mis
sion station in tbe beautiful Shire
Highlands, where the wilderness has
been made to blossom, hundreds of
acres have been turned into planta
tions and grain fields, while scores of
children are studying in the schools.
It has cost $200.(W0 thus far to bring
about this transformation. A". Y. Sun.
When your ship finally comes in it
may be a wreck.
A fool can never sit in a corner; he
is always in the middle of the room.
It is not what others think of yon
that makes you; it is what you think of
When you find a man who is fond oi
staying at home, bis wife finds fault
People are never satisfied: women
want to wear pants, and men do wear,
People who are fond of dancing
ought to learn to play tbe fiddle, and
save that expense.
When a man bas a sore throat and it
hurts him to swallow, be wants to swal
low all tbe time.
A man never feels so bad that he will
not feel worse if no one asks him what
be is feeling badly about.
When a man reaches 40 he begins to
to look around for tbe names of men
who distinguished themselves after that
If he is not careful, a busy man will
do so many things wrong during a day
that it would bave been better had be
not worked at alL
When a rooster clucks, and a rooster
runs uo i J of a nutlet, the second
rooster is very apt to think that the
worm is mighty small for the amount
-. MISSING LINKS.
Over eleven thousand live lobsters
were shipped from Eastport He.,ia one
' Gen; Batter's hitherto crooked eye is
aid to he bow perfectly straight sad
some people believe he has it on '32.
German photographer picturing
the flight of a cannon ball moving 1,
800 feet a second exposed his plate the
10,000th part of a second.
It is reported that 71,000 negroes
have left North Carolina in the last
fifteen months. Tbe estimate is said to
be based on careful investigation.
Two monuments to Mazzini are to
be inaugurated this year in Italy, one in
Genoa, his birthplace, and tbe other
in Rome.' his burial place, on tbe Jan
The kangaroo is being successfully
propagated in England, and there is
some likelihood of this curious animal
taking its place among the most famil
iar domestic animals of that country.
Erastus Wiman says it is the 60,000
or 60,000 Canadians who annually come
over into New England, in spite of the
law, that enables tbe farmers of that
region to till all tbeir landx
Tbe Louisville Courier-Journal thinks
the best way to redeem Eastern Ken
tucky lioin its perverse lawlessness is
to give it two normal schools. The
, State Legislature has the proposition
I Henry Warren of New Haven, who
ss'Is papers on Connecticut railroad-train-,
is doubtless the Nestor of news-Low-.
He is in his 82d year, and has
the further distinction of a third set of
teeth, now well through.
I County Andrassy in his will declared
in an introductory passage that it was
his conviction that tbe maintenance of
great landed estates is essential to the
continued prosperity of the country.
For this reason he entailed his estates.
President Dwigbt, of Yale, savs the
permanent fund of the university must
I be increased $500,000 if the institution
I is to snbserve her mission and the
i needs of the times. The total amount
of gifts for the last calendar year was
The Roumanian Queen, Carmen Syl
va, is an illustrious epicure. She has
invented several dishes, and sometimes
cooks one for the King with her own
hauds. She tries them on her royal
lord and if he survives she knows they
are all right.
Grasshopper-like vehicles comfort
ably trundling over the smooth Pave
ments of Washington are called the
hcrdic. For years the herdic has been
a well-patronized form of conveyance
in that city. It is so called from its in-
Sir Provo William Parry Walli3, G.
C. B., to whom the Captain of the
American Chesapeake surrendered off
Boston Harbor June 1, 1813, is still
living and senior Admiral of the fleet.
Admiral Wallis was born in Halifax.N.
S., April 12, 1791, and is therefore in
his 100th year.
Secretary Blaine owns a farm of 400
acres near Elizabeth, Pa. He also
owns the coal under 1.100 acres of sur
rounding land. Mr. Blaine purchased
Iiart of this land overtwenty years ago.
Ic has not mined any coal there since
1875. He seldom visits his farm, and
it is said that he would like to sell it.
Senator Blackburn of Kentucky says:
"A iludo fc simnlv thn err At inn nf
t peculiar conditions of society, and he
may belong to any locality and be dif
ferently disguised. For instance, I
know places in Kentucky where a man
who would put on a $10 suit of store
clothes aud a while shirt would be re
garded as a howling swell."
Here is a little Bible silhouette
by that master-hand Sam Jones:
ideal of a man is John the Baptist, who
iumued on a king and stomped the
very feathers out of him. When he
was put in jail be said be would stav
there until the ants carried him out
through the keyhole before he would
modify anything that he had said."
The Helena Journal announces that
it will publish serially the early history
of the Flathead Indians and of the ear
ly missions in the Flathead country and
Bitter Root Valley. The material of
the history is from notes, transmitted
throngh De Smit, by a young English
adventurer named Cox. "who visited the
Northwest in the ship Beaver.fitted out
in 1811 by John Jacob Astor.
President Clover of the Kansas Farm
ers' Alliance, says: "What we need
now is some statesmen of tbe George
Washington. Abe Lincoln. Ben Wade.
Thomas Jefferson, and Andrew Jack
son style. Mouth legislation and tele
scope farming is what has brought the
country to its present condition.
'Brigadier' skins are the thinnest cloth
ing ashivering family was ever wrapped
The lecture field is to bo recruited
by a talker on a theme no less National
than the interior of the Washington
Capitol. The man is "Jake" Kennedy,
for the last few years the most success
ful guide in that great bu' .ing. He
was formerly a Wall street broker. He
knows every story that ever found
place in tbe Capital, and when he hasn't
a story wherewith to amuse his patrons
ful guide in that great bu
be invents one.
To a free and above-board country!
like this, the secrecv observed in the j
war and navy departments of foreign
powers is to say the least quite inter
estiner. For instance. Russia is about
to spend $7,000,000 on a long desired '
naval station in the Baltic To keep
Germany from knowing the plaus,
strategicand otherwise, not a German
will be employed in tne works nor us
allowed to visit the local it v.
Chief-Justice Fuller looks a good
deal more like a cavalry officer than
the presiding Judge of tbe United
States Supreme Court. Even seated on
the bench, with the golden eagle flap
ping its wings over his bead, and clad
in the silk robes of bis office, there is
little of the judicial about bis appear
ance. It is the heavy mustache, near
ly white, that distinguishes the Chief
Justice from bis brethren and gives
him a war-like look. He is certainly
the handsomest man on the bench.
Alen and women agree as to that.
urave or an 'African Queen.
Hester Cora Mitchell, as she was
known there after becoming the slavo
ofex-Gor. Mitchell, is buried in tne
cemetery in this city. She was a queen
of some African tribe, and came to this
country voluntarily, bringing with her
all insignia of her royalty crown and
robes and jewels, Ac. She was pleased
with this country, and resolved to lay
down her robes of royalty and become
a slave, as above stated. Every Christ
mas until her death, she would appear
before the negroes in all tbe gorgeotw
ncss of her queenly paraphernalia.
After this exhibition, "she would retire,
lay aside her queenly attire, and go
into the kitchen as humbly as any of
the other servants of Gov. Mitchell.
When Hester Cora died Gov. Mitchell
had her buried in her regalia. Mil
UdaevUle (Go.) Chronicle.
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Bytke bye, tbe photographers all
scras tfcat the most satisfactory woman
to take 'is beautiful Lillian Russell.
She certainly makes an exquisite pic
tare, aad it is said that in addition to
r knowledge of dressing and posinsr
artistically, sbe can, just before they
squeeze tbe tube, throw into her eyes
that bewitching look that has brought
ill New York and the rest of the
I United States at tbe feet of the grand
j duchess. I don't think there is any
. thing in the heaven above like a
1 photocraph of Lillian Russell, to that
there will be no harm whatever in the
average woman falling down and wor
shipping it She is one of the women.
curiously enough, whose beauty has
' always been acknowledged by other
women, and after looking, at her a
great deal the reason seems to be that
there is a sweet leaven of femininity
abont her that would make her. quite
outside of being a beauty, a popular
woman among women. This doesn't
by any means always attach itself to
oeauues. .inutunopviu ocruinci.
Birds 1b the Window.
"Never put a bird in the window!"
ays Olive Thorn Miller in the Christian
I union, "i rarely go into tne street in
lummer, or even on a mild day in
winter, that I do not scenufortunate
canaries hung in the window. Even
if the sun is not broiling the brains
ander the little yellow cap, a draught
1 blowing all lb time over the delicate
body. People have been told a thous
ind times that they mnst not put a
bird in tbe draught yet how few re
member that there is always a draught
ib an open window!"
I In the event of a European outbreak
Great Britain would be able to send to
tea at a moment's notice forty-four
modern battleships and belted cruisers
to cope, in case of necessity, with
France's twenty-three. Russia's fifteen.
Germany's t Helve, or Italy's ten.
' The largest saw-mill in the world is
located at Clinton. Iowa. It cost f 260.
000 and is capable of sawing 450.000
feet of lumber in eight hours. It bas
seven band and three gang saws aud
two batteries of ten boilers each.
A western man has discovered a
process of making whisky out of
"A BACE WITH DEATH!"
Among the nameless heroes, none are
more worthy of martyrdom than he who
roue down tne valley ot tne uonemaugn,
warning the people ahead of the Johns
town flood. Mounted on a powerful
horse, faster and faster went the rider,
but the flood was swiftly gaining, until
it cansrht the uuluckv "horseman and
swept on, grinding, crushing, annihila
ting both weak and strong.
In the same way is disease lurking
near, like unto the sword of uamocies,
ready to fall, without warning, on its
victim, who allows his system to be
come clogged rp, and bis blood poi
soned, and thereby bis health endan
gered. To eradicate these poisons from
the system, no matter what their name
or nature, ami save yourself a spell of
malarial, typhoid or bilious fever, or
eruptions, swellings, tumors and kin
dred disfigurements, keep the liver and
kidneys healthy and vigorous, by the
use of Dr. Pierce's Golden Medical Dis
covery. It's the only plood-purifler sold
on trial. Yonr money is returned if it
doesn't do exactly as recommended. A
concentrated vegetable extract. Sold
by druggists, in large bottles, at $1.00.
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Pramanhlp and all commercial branches tbor-eraithlj-
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" STANLEY AND tWIN.
PabiMiad -Detail r Their ZMk
'Wbll CroulDS Africa.
Father Scbynzc. a German priest tvL.9
accompanied Stanley and Emin from
Victoria Nyanza to'tlie coast. luii just
published a diary giving some interest
ign facts concerning the two great ex
plorers. Of Emin be speaks ia high
"The difference between Emin and
Stanley is very marked. The former
is absorbed in scientific research, a
very plain man. who live3 more for
science than any thing else, and is a
learned linguist. Euiin is in delicata
health; but when we offer him wine
whih we keep for holv mass he brings
it back without tasting it. 'I am going
to ask for it some day. he savs. -for a
sick man; please save it untiTtben.' It
is a riddle to me how he can stand the
journey. In the morning he has a cup
of Turkish coffee without anything to
eat. Then follows the march, dur
ing which he docs not get down from
hLi ass. In camp it is often evening
before his men can attend to him. I
never saw a European in Africa who
could get along with so little. On the
other hand, he can not work without
his desk and chair. His time belongs
to science; his spare moments to his
daughter, wlioru he guards as tbe ap
ple of hisexc. Sbe is always carried
just before Lim. so that he can watch
her in spite of his poor sight."
Stanley is not so well liked, although
admired for bis ability. Father
"Stanley is a leader, a commander.
More than once he would like to break
off all negotiations with the negro chiefs
and treat them to lead and powder, but
be curbs himself to avoid useless blood
shed, lie keeps strict order. At sun
rise a shrill whistle sounded bv Stanley
himself outers everybody to "take his
place in the caravan aud march. He
maintains the strictest discipline, and
his men know him; scarcely has the
last sound of the whistle died away be
fore all stand ready to march with
their burden on theifshoulders. Stan
ley lights his short pipe and armed
with a long cine walks at the head of
the caravan, followed by a boy with
a parasol, his servant with aAVinchest
er riile. aud a wagwaua who leads his
ass. Then follows the caravan.
After an hour or two Stanley mounts
his ass and the speed of the march is
then much iiicn.M.-el, hut none of
Stanley's men lag behind. But tho
great iraclrrc.in also be merry. He
sits under a tree smoking his pipe and
watches the pitching of his tent.
When this is done lie disappears into it
and docs not appear again until after
sunset. I think hu spcuds that part of
the day in writing his notes, for when
ever I have entcivd I have found him
silting by a large hook. I bcl'eve that
a description of t!iu journey will bo
ready as soon as we come to the coast,
for Stanley does uot need to pay much
atteutiou to Ins caravan now, as tbe
officers do all. If Stanley is in a
cheerful frame of mind then the min
utes we spend v hile the tents are be
ing pitched are the most interesting of
the whole day. He then tells incident
after incident of his adventurous Ufa
with such lire and such vigorous ex
pression that we forget how broken
bis French is."
A Writer oritirtl ltooks.
A Brookhn writer who does not
seed to lenxc her pretty home to attend
to her pen work i- Mrs. Olive Thorne
Miller. She has a specially, and a
unique one descriptions of birds and
tbeir habits. Some of her books are
"Bird Ways" a"'1 "in Nesting Time."
It is not necessary for Mrs. Miller to
go out into woods, and fields, and
country byways to observe the pets ot
which she writes. It was very well
for Thoreau to live in the woods, and
John Burroughs may and does find it
convenient to lurk ahout slyly to sur
prise the shy inhabitants of tree and
nest, but Mrs. Miller, being a woman
and morcotcra woman with a faV
ily could not do iat. so she wi
contrived to bring the birds indoors.
She has a room fitted up exclusively
for her pets, and necr were birds bet
ter cared for.according to all accounts.
Here she can observe and train ami ex
periment. The results of her observa
tions are jotted down in blank books,
of which there is one for each bird, in
scribed with its name. Her articles on
this subject are seen iu all the leading
magazines, though she does not con
line herself to her specialty. Topeka
The Dyak Girl.
If her parents belong to the common
class she is perfectly free, choosing the
man she likes and carrying on her
courtship without the slightest inter
ference. Neither father nor mother
alludes to her conduct until the young
man makes them a proposal. The case
of a chiefs daughter is otherwise.
Light conduct on her part would bring
scandal on the community, and her
marriage should be advantageous to it
if possible. Therefore, she is not al
lowed the privileges of the humbler
sisterhood, and she awaits, in general,
the sanction of her parents. But if tha
husband they approve is not satisfactory
to her mind she may refuse him. and
very often she does. No form of com
pulsion may be used, for the Dyak girl
has spirit enough, aud she does not
hesitate to run away if pressed too hard,
or even to kill herself, but in such
cases, I imagine.thure is some stronger
motive unavowed. Cornhill Magazine.
By the new measurement tbe famous
Mount Popocatepetl of Mexico, sap
posed to be one of the highest moun
tains in tbe world, is not quite so high
as Mount Tacoma,the marvelous moun
tain that towcis three miles into the
air within sight of the city of Tacoma
on Puget Sound. F om the city Mount
Tacoma is so grand aud so vivid in
every feature that it seems to bo al
most within rifle shot. "How far off
is the mountain?" astranger was asked
one evening when the sunset flush
reddened the lovely peak of eternal
snow. "It is farther tliau it appears, I
suppose," was the answer; "but it is
not more than two miles away." The
mountain was sixty miles distant ia aa
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