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Jrtliune couttiuis un interesting article
tli)tviiir liow Stimliiy is p.-isscd in (Jn
CTi'ai ciiv in iSi'w nrk. with ts not)
ulalion now lumiljcrin a niiU'nm iitul i
quani-r oi iii'niiii',
1 In! I'lmri'li tiicnilnTKliii) is irivi'ii a
nearly one-lmlf tlm iioiutlalion. or GOO,.
UOO iiii'inlier. of wliieli .Mid, OiK) are
t'slhiiitte fveiliii-d Id Hi,. Koinaii Catliol
iff, lint of this tliere is no uetliul enroll.
meni; there are Ioo.iiiiii enrolled niem
him iini.injr the Protestant elmrelies
. . i no t atliolli-s have l'.M) ehurehi.'S, tin
I'roieslatit, ;no, total .MlOrhureliPs. 'J'lu
Protestants have ;:;." Siimlav schools,
run! llU.oiio seholars nlteinl. ' ('atliclit
Hcnoois not lriven.
As to SliliilaVliliiusetiielllsiii nmnn.r
about 7.r,00(i iersotm leavo the city foi
uxcursiuns inio mo eotintrv iitul tho sei
Biioros. iiioueriniiiis, of whom tht-rt
Hre about SWUtoil In Hie eitv, visit tlit
wer paruens in inrjf iiuniliers. Centra
1-arK reei'ive luo.ijoo visitors on Sim
day. Only una or two libraries tireonet
on this day, at which the iitteinbiiiec U
ttljout 2,(XW. As for druiikeniiess and
other criuios, there is a trillintr lei m
on Sunday; tho average number of dallj
nrrcsLs is l'JJJ; tho average for Suudnv it
182. Mouday, '227. On Suudnv even.
iujr there aro a few concert halls and
beer sorijr placivs open, visilvd, iu (hi
RpKregate, by about ten thousand per
The latest agony U for a yHiu lady
to have a do to match herdreis. We'd
like to auu a crushed strawberry do
id iaci any kiuu oi a erii'iieu uo.
The Daily Bulletin.
A Song of the Out of Season.
In valleys frittf Mtit wltb the brent h of May
The lieWVrs areaiBrr himIUiu eulrioin struy,
And lotid-lunirei iroir grunt e-eiiinu round
From slender sprays the tuneful thrush Is
,i, hirO( J. i -
The duppliM incM.ls with flowers hi dlapenM,
The soul of youth to summer sunn t stirrod,
1'Hf birds lnn blllber, skies wear tHirorliues,
Hut men, alHS, no mort sips oyfter stes.
The hllln of heavtMiTthe hlglils of moriiliiir
l,urk . . .
TrntieiMi hy the enrol of the heaven-voiced Intk;
The peeler who the ntirneinsid la the park,
The air l full of uiniiier-Miiidnir tnolea,
Tho lliirlein gleams with lirhtniiiK-painir
And ShttiityVillO Vfmonu her ultit or kr"t.
Anil sweet hs younu love i the zephyr's rlsw,
Hut, well-a-day, where Is the oyster rawr
Joy (Ills the tllires of tho hintditiir tne,
Wriippnur Its limb with vi-riml drapery.
And IiiIhiiI Summer ral on Sprinntuio's kni'.
Thohcnrt ol youU Itvr eeMilers inly yearn.
When as the Kratious eiiMin Im'HK and burns,
The tawny Tuscan t hib ortran turns:
The fitttit wtnds sigh, a lmtth Irem Pn-iiiii-
Hut inortal tKth devours not oyster roast.
Knm bud and boinrh tho WueMnls leap and
The elin puts on its leafy ceronal.
The New York's best the Hustons at base ball.
W'rth lore and lonitiiis earth and sky are rreat,
' The sun smiles irayly from his shliiuiir stilts
Yonnff Inrers swinirthe l'uty burdened gato.
And breath Ritt whisrH'rs ueatheve's Kentle
But yst..r8 shun mild May. the month without
II STOAT OF IHE CHAIN PIER.
From that time I felt that my sus
picion was a truth. I knew that were
characters so complex that no human
being could understand them. Here
was a beautiful surface, Heaven only
knew what lay underneath. There was
no outward brand of murder on the
white brow, or red stain on the soft,
w hite hand. Uut day by day the cer
tainty grew in my mind. Another
thinu struck me very much. We were
8ittinp: one day quite alone on the grass
near a pretty little pool of water, called
."Dutton Pool,' in some parts it was
very shallow, in some very deep. Lance
had cone somewhere ou uusiness, ami
had left us to entertain each other. 1
had often noticed that one of Mrs.
Fleming's favorite ornaments was a
polden locket with one line diamond in
the mitre; she wore it suspended by- a
small chain from her neck. As she sat
talking to me she was playing with the
chain, when it suddenly became unfast
ened and the looket fell' from it. In less
than a second it was hidden in the long
grass; she looked for it in silence for
some minutes, then she said gently:
"I have dropped my locket, .Mr. lord;
is it near you. 1 cannot tind it?''
"Is it one you prize very much?'' I
"I should not like to lose it," she re
plied, and her face paled as searching in
the long grass she saw nothing of it,
I found it in a few minutes, but it
was lying open, the fall had loosened
the spring. I could not help seeing the
contents as I gave it to her a round
ring of pale golden hair.
"A baby's curl!" I said, as I returned
it to her.
Her whole face went blood-red in one
"The only thing I have bolonging to
my little sister," she said. "She died
when I was a child."
Vou must prize it." I said; but I
could not keep the dryness of suspicion
irom my voice.
"Mrs. Fleming," I asked, suddenly,
"are you, like Lance and myself, with
"Almost." she replied, briefly.
"Strange that three people should be
almost alone in the world but for each
other!" I said.
I was left an orphan when I was
four years old," she said. "Only Heav
en knows how I have cried out upon
my parents for leaving me. I never
had one lmpm- hour, uin you imagine
a whole childhood passed without one
"Hardly," 1 said.
"With white, nervous lingers she fast
ened the gold chain round her neck
"Aot one happy hour.' slio said. "I
was left under the care of my grand
mother, a coltt, proud, cruel woman,
who never said a kind word to me, and
w ho grudged mo every slice of bread
and butter I ate."
She looked at me, still holdini! the
golden locket iu her white lingers.
H i liad been like oilier girls. ' she
said, "if I had parents to love me,
brothers and sisters, friends or rela
tives, 1 should have been different. l!e-
lieve me, Mr. lord, theto aro white
slaves in England, whoso slavery is
worse than that of an African child. I
was one of them. I think of my youth
with a sick shudder I think of my
childhood -with horror and I almost
thank Heaven that the tyrant is dead
who blighted my life."
xsowtlio real woman was brpaklmr
through the mask: her face Hushed, hi.r
1 ol ten talk to Lance about it." mIia
said, "this terrible childhood of mine.
1 was punished for the least offence. I
never Heard a word of pity or affection,
i never saw a iook or anything but hate
on my grandmother's face. o one was
ever pitiful to me; fierce words, llerce
blows, complaints of tho burden 1 was,
that was all my mother's mother ever
gave to me. 1 need not say that I liuted
her, and learned to loathe tho life I fain
would have laid down. Do I tire you.
Mr. Ford?" J
"On the contrary, I am deeply inter
ested," I replied.
She went on
"My grandmother was not poor, she
was greedy. She had a good income
which died with her, and sho strongly
objected to spend it on inn. Sho paid
for my education on the condition that
when I could get my own living bv
teaching I should repay her. Thank
Heaven, 1 did so!"
u!.lum W(!re 14 RoveniPSHV" I said.
PH 1 ,M'?R!! my living at llf.
teen. I was tall for my age, and quite
capable " she said; ft (Ween Is v ' v
lm'.'v' tiiui-h the worse for mo.
Z, .r 10 w,0,,t ,,f o words as
Bw rias they were uttered.
1 mean," sho ndded, quickly, "that
my( grandmother hated inu the u
There wna silence between us
some raiuutes. then she added-
"I OU II) IV Uiuur un nft,. m,,,.i,
1 1 p ."" 'l "II-
AUYtlUI IliM nil.' i (, if
CATRO BULLETIN: SUNDAY MOIWIXlr, JULY
"lle is the best fellow in tho world,"
I said, ' ami tin- woman who could de
ceive l:im uiiuht to be. shot."
"What woniMi would deceive him?"
she linked. "Indeed, for that matter,
what woman could? I am his wife."
"It happens very often,"! said, try
ing to speak carelessly, "that goinl and
loyal men like Lance are most easily
"it should not be so," sho said. She
was startled again. I could see it in her
That same afternoon we drove into
Yate ljoval. Mrs. Fleming had sevtial
poor people whom hhe wished to see,
and some slioniiiu to do.
"Von should take your locket to a
jeweler's." 1 said, "anil have the spring
"What U'kcl is thatr asked Lance,
looking up eagerly from his paper.
"Mine," she replied "this." She
held it out for Ills inspection. "1 near
ly lost it this morning," she said; "it
fell from my neck."
"1 it t!ie one that holds your sister's
hail"'" he asked.
"Ve," she replied, opening it and
holding it out for him to see.
What nerve she had. if this was what
I imagined, the hair of the little dead
child, living Janice rose from his
chair to kiss her.
"You would not like to lose that, my
dar'ing. would jouy" he said. "Fxcept
ing inc. that is ail you have in the wide
They seemed to forget all about me;
she clung to bin), and lie kissed her face
until 1 thought he would never give'
"How loveiv vou weiv w lien 1 found
you, Frances'."' he said. "IM yon n
meiulMT thevenin. you were bending
over tho chnsantht munis?"
"I sh.i!l foYicet nivown life and my
own .-.oiil before I forget that," she re
plied. And I said to myself: "liven if my
suspicion W perfectly true, have I any
riuht to mar such love as that?" 1 no
ticed that during all the cmversation
atsuit tin' locket, she never once looked
We went to Vale 15oal. and tliere
never was man so bewildered as 1. Lance
proposed that we should go visiting
Willi Mrs. Fleming.
"tict vour purse ready, John," he
said "tlds visit will require a small
"I tind the poor value kind words as
much as money," said the beautiful
" Then thev must be very disinterest
ed." be said.'laughingly "I should pre
"Vou are only jesting, Lance," she
It was a pretty sitrht to see her go in
to tlio.e poor, little, dirty houses.
There was no pride, no patronage, no
condescension she was simply sweet
and natural; she listened to their com
plaints, gave them comfort, and reliev
ed their wants. As I watched her, I
could not help thinking to myself that
if I weroa fashionable or tilled lady,
this would be my favorite relaxation
visiting and relieving the poor. 1 never
saw so much happiness purchased by a
few pounds. W v came to a little cot
tage that stood by itself in a garden.
"Aro you growing tired?" she asked
of her husband.
"I never tire with you." he replied.
"And you, Mr. Ford?" she asked.
She never overlooked rr forgot me,
but studied my comfort on every occa
sion. I could have told her that I was
watching w hat was to me a perfect
problem the kindly, gentle, pitying
deeds of it woman who had, 1 be
lieved, murdered her ow n child.
"I arn not tired. Mrs. Fleming, 1 am
interested." I said.
Tho little cottage, which stood in a
wild patch of garden, was inhabited by
a day-laborer. He was away at work;
his wife sat at home nursiiiL' a little
babe, a small, fair, tiny child, evidently
no more than three weeks old. dying
too, if one could judge from the face.
She bent over it. llie iieauutiil.
graceful woman who was Lance's wife.
Vh. Heaven: the change that came over
her, the passion of mother love that
ame into her lace; sue was trans
"I me hold the little one for you."
she said, "while you rest for a few min
utes;'' ami the poor young mother grate
fully accepted the offer.
nai a piciiire sue maue in tuu
gloomy little room of the cottage, her
leautittil face and shining hair, tier
rich dress sweeping the ground, and the
tiny whito child lying in her arms.
Hoes it sutler much? ' she asked, in
ler sweet, compassionate voice.
it did, ma am." replied me mother.
"but I have given it something to keep
"Do you mean to say mat you nave
drugged it?" asked Mrs. Fleming.
"Only a hltlo cordial, ma am," renl ed
the mother, "nothing more; it keeps it
sleeping, and when it sleeps it dors not
Sho shook her beautiful head,
"it is a bad practice." she said; "inoro
babies are killed by drugs than die a
1 was determined sho should look at
me; I stepped forward and touched the
Do vou not think it Is merciful at
times to give a child liko this drugs
W hen il has to t ie: to lessen the nam of
ep it from crying out?"
i at; startled tear that leap
Ah, me, Hi
ed into her eves, tho sudden quiver on
tne tieautilul face.
I do nut know." nho said; ' I do not
understand such things."
"What ran It matter," I said, "wheth
er a little child like this dies conscious
or not? It cannot pray, it must go
straight to 1 leaven! Ho you not think
anyone who loved it, and had to see it
die, would think it greatest kindness to
Mveves be d hers: f would not lose
their glance; she could not take them
away, l saw the I ear leap Into them,
then die away; she was saying to her
self, w hat could I know?
Hut 1 knew. 1 remembered what tho
doctor said in Brighton when tho in
quest was held on tho tiny whlto body,
"that It had been mercifully drugged
before It was drowned."
"1 Ciiniiot tell." shfl rntillni!. with a
gentle shako of the head. !'l only know
that unfortunately the poor people use
these kind of cordials too readily. I
should not like to decide whether In a
case like this It Is true kindness or not."
"Miat a pretty child, Mrs. Ford;
what a pity that it must die!"
t ouiil it lie Unit she who limit with
sutdi loving care oyer this little stranger,
wm o.ieneu us tiny nice with her deli
cate lips, who held It, cradled It In her
suit arms, was the sinue illMii,i.,t um...
an who hud thrown her child Into tho
Mrs. Fleming was not at her ease
Willi me. 1 lonnd her several times
Will eh no1 inn U'llh n i i... ..
" n. eiiuoiiH, imuilb
eim. Hi'i'kiiuf im ii'ii... ... ..I
thoughts, to llv into my motives, but
lilwavs pu,; dod-even its 1 was pu..hl
over her. 1 hat round of visiting made
me'more loath than ever to believe that
I was right. Such gentle thought and
care, such consideration, such real char
ity 1 had never seen before. I was not
surprised when Lance told me that sho
was considered quite an angel by tho
poor. I fell ill with anxiety. I never
knew what to say or think.
I did what many others in dire per
plexity would do. I went to one elder,
wiser, and better than myself, a white
haired old minister, whom 1 had known
for many years, and in whom I had im
plicit trust. I mentioned no names,
but I told him the story.
He was a kind-hearted, compassion
ate man, but he decided that the hus
band should be told.
Such a woman, ho said, must have
unnatural ijiialilies. Could not possi
bly he one titled for any man to trust.
She might he insane. She might be
subject to mania a thousand things
might occur which made it, bethought,
quite imperative that such a secret
should not bo withheld from her hus
band. Others had had a share in it, and
tliere w as no doubt but that it would
eventually become known: better heat
it from the lins of a friend than from
the lips of a foe.
"Perhaps." ho advised, "it might bo
as well for you to speak to her tirst ; it
would give her a fair chance."
If it were not true, hu could deny it,
although if she proved to bo innocent,
and I had made a mistake, 1 deserved
what I should no doubt get ; if she
were guilty and owned it. sbo would
have some warning at least. That
seemed to me the best plan, if I could
speak to her, break it to her in some
way or other.
A few more days passed. If any
doubt was left ou my miud. w hat hap
pened one morning at breakfast would
nave satisfied mo. Laneo had taken up
the paper. I was reading some letters,
and Mrs. Fleming making tea.
Lance looked suddenly from his pa
per. "I used to think drink was the great
est curse in Kngland." he said.
"Have you changed your opinion? " I
"lhave. I think now the crying sin
of the country is child-murder.''
As he uttered the words, his wife was
Just in the act of pouring some cream
into my cup; It did not surprise mo
that the pretty silver jug and the cream
all fell together. Lance lanshed aloud.
"Why, Frances," he cried; "I have
never seeu you do such a clumsy thing
She was deadly pale, her hand shak
ing. "1 have frightened myself," she said,
"and no wonder with siich a noise."
A servant came, who made every
Then Lance continued, "Vou inter
rupted me, Frances. I was iust saying
that child-murder is one of the greatest
blots on the civilization of the present
"It is such a horrible thing to speak
of," she said, feebly.
"It wants some speaking about," said
Lance. "1 never take up a paper with
out reading one or two cases. I won
der that Government does not take it
up and issue some decree or other. It
is a blot on the face of the land."
"I do not suppose that any decree of
Government would change it," I said,
"the evil lies too deeply for that ; tho
law should be made equal ; as it is the
whole bl.une, shame, and punishment
fall ou the woman, while the man goes
free; tliere will be no change for the
better, while that is the case. I have
no patience to think of the irregularity
of the law."
"You aro right, John." said my old
friend. "Still, cruelty in a woman is
so horrible, and the woman must tie as
cruel as a demon who deserts or slays
her own child. If I had my own way I
would hang everyone who does it ;
there would soon bo an end of it
Tliere was a low. startled cry and the
paper fell to the ground. Mrs. Fleming
rose from her chair with a ghastly
"Frances," cried her husband, "what
is the matter?"
"You will talk of such horrible
things,'' she replied, vehemently, "and
yon know that I cannot bear thein."
"Sweetheart." ho whispered, as he
kissed her, "I will be more careful. I
know a sensitive heart like yours can
not bear the knowledge of such things.
l on must forgive me, I ranees, but to
me there is something far more loath
ing in the woman who kills a child than
iu the woman who slays a man. Do
not look so pale aud grieved, my dar
ling! John, wo must be more careful
what wo say."
"I must beg you to remember that
you began the subject, Lance."
"I am ashamed of making such a
fuss," she continued, "but there are
Borne subjects too horrible even to dwell
upon or speak of, and that is one. 1 am
going into the garden, Lance; perhaps
you and Mr. Ford would like your
cigars there ? I am going to prune a
favorite rose tree that is growing
"Do you understand pruning, Mrs.
Fleming ?" I asked.
"Such small things as rose trees," she
"We will follow you, Frances," said
her husband. "My case is empty; I
must got some more cigars."
I fancied that sho was unwilling to
leave us together. She lingered a few
minutes, then went out. Then simple,
honest Lance turned to me with his
face full of animation.
"John, did you ever see such a tender-hearted
woman in your life? Sho
is almost too sensitive."
My suspicions were certainties now,
mid my mind was more than over tossed
and whirled in tortured doubt aud
dread. I shall never forget oneeveniiig
that came soon afterwards. We went
to dine with a friend of Lance's, a
Squiru I'eyton, w ho lived not far away,
and ho was tho possessor of some very
lino pictures of which ho was very
proud. He took us through his prettily-
"This Is my last purchase." ho said
no an u i ree stopped to iook at a largo
Huuaro picture representing the mother
of the little Moses placing his cradle of
rushes amongst tho tall reeds iu tho
1 saw Mrs. Fleming look at it with
eyes that wero wet with tears.
"Does It sadden vou?" nskud Lauco
"it need not do1, tho little one looks
young aud tender to ho left alone, but
the water Is silent and the mother is
near. Sho never left him. What a
nrettv htorv of tnother-lovn it Is ! "
The beautiful face paled, tho lips
till 1.. M t.....til Ifiil tIn4iitn uiui until
It Irt (I 111111111 l HI l'll.lMt'l ntlVl DIU'I,
"to come from that land of darkness;
It makes something of tho poetry of tho
Watching her, I said to myself, "that
woman mm not (leaueneu iter eon
Heleni'ii: sho has tried nnd failed,
There U tin un trood than evil 111 her."
Alt night long there sounded in my
I'ltirt those words. "A llfo for a life!"
And 1 wondered what would, what
could be tho pum
nt of a mother
ow n child
who took tho lif.
t ii.fi n: it x.
This state of iliinv's could not lust.
A shade of fear or mistrust came in
her manner to lie. I must repeat, even
attiierisk or oeiusr wearisome, t hat I
think no man fas ever in such a pain-
ioi position, i inn it not iieeu ior niv
fore-knowledije, 1 should have loved
Mrs. Flemiugfor her beauty, her irood-
ness, and herjdevotion to my dear old
friend. 1 could not bear to tell him the
truth, nor could I bear that ho should
bo so basefv and terribly deceived
that he should beJivimr with mid lovincr
one whom I knew to be a murderess.
So I waited tor an opportunity of ap-
P-'iiiniK to oeis;n, aim it came sooner
than 1 had expected.
t me alternoon Lmce bad to leave list
ou business; hestid he might be absent
Mome iew nours no was going to Vale
lioyal. He asked am if I would take
MIS. I'leillllllMiIlt: Meliailrotimlniin.il
of head-ache, and ho thought a walk
down by the river might be good for
her. I promised to do so, and then I
knew the time for speaking to her had
1 cannot tell how it was that our walk
was delayed until the irloaminir. and
then wo went at once to the river, for
no other reason that I can see, except
that Lance had wished us to go tliere.
inn io my living day I can never for
get the scene. The sky was roseate
with crimson clouds, and iroldon with
gold; the river ran swiftly, brimming
full up to the banks; the glow of the
sunlight lay on the hills around, ou the
green iieius, ou l lie distant woods, on
the bank where we stood, on the tall,
noble trees, on the wild (lowers aud
blossoms. I'etter almost than anything
else 1 remember a great patch of scar
let poppies that grew in the lonir creen
grass; even now, although this took
place a long time ago. the sight of a
i-nmson poppy makes mv heart ache.
The withered trunk of a fallen tree lav
across the river's bank; one end of it
was washed by the stream. Mrs. Flem
ing sat down upon It, and the scarlet
poppies were at her feet.
"o can see not lung so pretty as the
sunset over the river, Mr. Ford," sho
said ; "let us watch it."
We sat for somo lew minutes in si
lence; the rosy glow fr,.ni the sky and
the river seemed to fall on her face as
she turned it to the water.
The time had come : I knew that, vet
only Heaven knows bow 1 shrank from
the' task! I would rather have died,
yet my sense of justice urged mo on.
Was it fair that Lance Fleming should
lavish the whole love of his life on a
What are you thinking so intentlv
about, .Mr. Ford ?" she asked me.
Shall I tell you?" I asked.
Y'es. by all means." she replied. "I
am sure the subject is very grave, jou
look so unhappy."
row tne time was come : That beau
tiful face would never look into mine
igam. I steeled mv heart bv thinkitc'
of the tiny baby face I had seen on the
wootlen bench ot the pier-so like hers,
ttie httlo ilrowued face !
"I will tell you of what I am think
ing, Mrs. Fleming." I said; "but I must
tell it to you as a story."
Do, sue said, in a gentle voice, and
she gathered the scarlet poppies as she
I here were two friends once upon a
time," I began, "who loved each other
with a love deeper and truer than tho
love of brothers."
She nodded her head with a charm
ing smile ; I saw an expression of great
relief pass over her face.
i unuer.siaini, sue saw ; "as you
and Lance love each other, there Is
something most bcautil'sil in the love of
"These two spent much time togeth
er; their interests were nienlieal, tlit y
shared at that time the same holies
and fears. They wen- parted for a
time, one was busy wiilt Ins own aliairs,
tho other, an invalid, went to lirightou
for his health."
How the smile died away, the sun did
not set more surelv or more slowly than
that sweet smile of interest died from
her lips, but no fear replaced it at first.
" 1 he friend who was an invalid went
to lirightou, as I have said, for his
health, ami either fate or l'rovidenco
took him one nifht to the Chain l'ier."
I did not look at her; I dared not,
Mv eves wandered over the rliiiiiin'j
river, where the eiiiuson clouds weio
reflected like blood: but 1 heard a east
iug sound as of breath hardly drawn. 1
"The Chain Tier that evening lav in
the midst of soft, thick gloom; there
was no sound on it save the low wash
ing of the waves and the shrill voice of
tho wind as it played amongst tho
wooden piles, lie sat silent, ahsorU'd
in thought, when suddenly a woman
came down the iner. a tall, beautiful
woman, who walked to tne emi, aim
stood eanitii? there.
I saw the scarlet poppies tall from the
nerveless hands on the creen grass, but
tho figure by my side seemed to have
suddenly turned to stone, i dare uoi
look at her. The scene was far greater
agony to me, I almost believe, than to
her. I went on.
"The woman stood there for somo
Hhorttimoin silence; then sho became
restless, and looked all round to seo if
mivoiie were near.
"Then sho walked to tho side of the
pier. Sho did not see tho dark form in
in tho corner: she raised something in
her arms, and dropped it into tho sea."
Tliere was a sound, but it was like
nothing human, it was neither sigh
nor moan, but more pitiful than either ;
tho tionnies lav still on the grass, and a
great hush seemed to have fallen over
"Into the sen," 1 repeated, "and tho
man, as it fell, saw a shawl of black and
s ho tried to soring up.
io tried to spring up, and I knew
that her impulse was io rush to tho
river. I hold her arms, and she re
mained motionless; the very airarounO
us seemed to beat ivitli a pasalonato
pulse of pain.
"There was a faint splash in tho
water," I went on ; "it was all ovor In
less limn a second, and then tllo swilt
waves rolled on as before. Tho woman
htood motionless. When sho turned to
leave tho spot tho moon snono run on
her fiuwi (rhnstlv. desiierato. and beau-
uiui ho saw it as nlainlv as 1 seo tho
river hero. Sho cried aloud as she went
away, 'Oh, my (!o.l, if 1 daio-ir 1 daie I '
Can you tell what happened? Listen
how wonderful aro tho ways of (iod,
who hates murder and punishes It. She
iliinirthii burden into the sea, feeling
wire It would sink ; but it caught, the
Made and irrev hIiiiwI caught, on somo
hooks that had been driven into the
outer woodwork of the pier; it caught
ifind hung there, the shawl moving to
and fro with every breath of wind and
Without a word or cry she fell with
her faco in the grass. Oh. Heaven, bo
pitiful to all who are stricken and gull
ly I l went on (iiiiciiiv.
(Ib t Cbnttnittd.
CIIKAl' KXCUKSION KATKH KVEHY DAY UUll
INU TUB SUMMER TO BANTA KE, MfW
Hanta Fe, New Mexico, is the oldest citvH
m the united States. It baa reached the
end of its first third of a thousand yean-
iis teriio-uiiiiuiimi periou. ine lertio-Alu-1
l,.n..tl I .,,,: I : , fl ....
ii-uuini vuicijtauuu nui iuiuilljj BlIU IDUUs-
trial Exposition, which will be inaugurated
there on the 2d of July and close on the 3d !,
of August, will be au event of great histo-
ncai aa wen as practical importance to the
country at large. It is intended to com-
memorate the three hundred and thirty-;
third anniversary of tho Spanislt settlement,;
of the place. f
Which will constitute the practical part of i
the celebration, will be an epitome of the
mineral, agricultural, horticultural, stock'
and general industrial resources and caps-,
bilitius of the Territory. Those, therefore,
who are interested in either mining, agri
culture or stock-raising will have a good op
portunity to visit JNew Mexico this season,
as the low iare will be a great inducement
to make the trip. The development of the
mints of this vast region lias but begun,
yet in the past year the proportionate in-,
crease iu the output of ore was greater than
m any other State oi Territory. New Mex
ico's showing at the mining exposition held
at Denver last season showed, more clearly
than anything flue, the vastnena of its min-."
eral wealth. v
It has been the general belief heretofore
that ngriculturo in New Mexico would not
pay. This is an unfortuuate error. At the;
exposition will lie teen mm pies of all aorta
of fruits and field products which vio with
thobe of prolific Kansas. With irrigation!'
tho soil of the Territory can be made to
yield immensely, and there is no pursuit
more remunerative than that of farmine.
Agricultural products, of all kinds, bring'
high prices upon a ready market, always ,
accessible in the growing mining towns,'
and the cost of raising is comparatively
small. As a cattle and sheen country, too.
New Mexico cannot be surpntwcd. Her
valleys and mesas auord fine grazing
grounds for countless herds. A3 the cele
bration at Santa Fe will bo the means of
drawing a larger number of people into flic
Territory than usual, owing to the cheap,
fare, an opportunity will be offered those'
who may be interested in stock-raisinf
Resides the practical, tho Tertio-Millenial
will embrace many features the most novel,
and romantic. For instance, three days
the 18th, 10th, and 20th of July will be,
devoted to the presentation of historic
FCenes. These will represent the period
which haa transpired since the settlement)
of the city, each day to represent a century!
of history and progress. The three civili
zations will also be represented thai
which existed at the time of the coming ol
the conquerors, that which the Spanianh
brought with them and that which followed
the American occupation of ly-lG. These
representations will be illustrated by caval
cades in costume, indicative of the severs
distinctive expeditions into New Mcxicr
and the surrounding territory. There wil'
also be numerous tableaux, the whole com-,
bining to make one of the most novel and
interesting exhibitions ever witnessed in
this country. There will, in addition, bt
various Indian panics, races and danies by
the Pueblos, descendants of the ancient in
habitants of tho Territory; ambuscades and
o 1 1 ri 11 1 iiLjniB ty ine unis, wim cMinmiont-i i
i.f t twits vwisililiu oiti.u And (UiSrnMiir.o nrw' 1
1 it 1 t .. 1. ; 1 1 t
mi 1 11 Li i jmuwai ii.n outi t-t.it ui"ijjvnt uut
ol which will be a primitive dance repre
senting the gods and heroes of their folk-.
lore mythology; native alexicnn games:
dances and juggling; original A'tec dances.
in which both Mexicans and Indians will,
take part; various Mexican sports and tin
grand fandango; war and other peculiar.
dances by the Mescalero anu
Jirarilla Apaches; exhibitions by Mexicar'
vocqueros in throwing the lariat
a mounted tournament, in cosi
tumes of three centuries ago
the San Domingo and Sandia feaBts, and
other peculiar and interesting ceremonies
which would take much space and time tc
HOUND T1UP $40.
The rate for the round trip from Kansas;
City aud Atchison, including stop-off both'
ways at the Las Vegas Hot Springs, is only
$40, while the tare from all eastern points
is comparatively low. The Las Vegas Hot
Springs are among the most celebrated in
the world, and a cool and comfortable re
sort for the hot season. There is every in
ducement to go to New Mexico this sum
mer and it will bo tsken advantage of by
thousands who will improve this opportun
ity to study, under tho best possible con
ditions, the resources of the Territory and
investments, and also to enjoy for the time
tho most quaint and roniatic spot In all our
country. It is an opportunity to see tlic
Southwest the coming country which
ought not to bo lost by any who have any
ambition to avail themselves of the un
equalled advantages there offered for en- '
gaging in mining, agriculture, fruit trrow
ii g, stock raising, or merchandise. These
low rato tickets over the Atchison, Topeka
& Santa F road aro now on sale at Cairo
and all principal ticket offices, good to re
turn till August 81st. ()2715d '
To The West.
There are a number ol routes leading to
tho above-mentioned Buclion, but tho direct
and reliable- route Is via Saint Louis and
over tho Missouri Fiicillc Hail way. Two ;
trains daily are run from tho Grand Union
Depot, Saint Louis to Kansas City, Leaven-'
worth, Atchison, St. Joseph and Umnlia.
Fullmnn Tahice Sleeping Cars oftho very
finest maku are attached to all trains.
At Kansas City Union Depot, passengers
for Kansas, Colorado, Now Mexico and Cal
ifornia nonocct with express trains of all
lint,B' . . 1 -.i '
At Atchison, connection is made with
express trains for Kansas and Nebraska
points. , .
At Omaha, connection Is made with tho
Ovorland train for California. ,
This lino oilers to parties onrouto to tho
West and Noitliwest, uot only fast time
undBUporlor accomodations, but bcautitul
scenery, as it passes through tho finest por
tion of Missouri und Nebraska. Bend for
illustrated maps, pamphlets, &c, ol this
uiiiddi will bo mailed free.
C. IJ. KlMMAN, F. ClIANDhKlt,
Ass't Gen'l Pass. Agent. Gon'l Pass Agent,
J. Nippnor, 738 21st St., Chicago, 111.,
says: "I have ' tiovcr found any thing to
equal Drown' Iron Bitter in curing heartburn."