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A BAG OF DIAMONDS.
Ho bad screwed his courage to Lbo «ticking' point» After nil. what good to the old man was that bag of gems? What gcud jxcept to count over, mar's thoir twinkling facet«, gloat over their Talue, and laugh nt those who might covet them. Palsied lingers -would «hake a 9 tho strings of the cfeamois ekin treasury were rapturously untied, and a moment's life and onergy flash into pinched cheek and faded oyc, as every evening tho revelation of untold wealth woke in n withered heart its only surviving passion. But what good to tho world or to the man was that brief minute of ecstacy? Was it hot paid for a hundredfold by nights of fear,and forebodings of robbery that made life a perpetual horror? How often had Paul heard his uuclo wake from his noontide nap with a dream- j ing cry: "My diamonds, my diamonds! Is that you, Paul? I thought it was ! a robber." His thoughts were to come true to- j night. Paul tried to persuade him- j self that tho treasures he had set his j 'heart on belonged to him as much as 1 if they had been lying in a mine, tho ptizoof the first Under. Then camo 'another thought. îlis j own poverty and his great love. His ; undo's ward was as poor as himself— j poor, proud, und beautiful. Such ! flowers only grow in hard and solitary places, in the nipping air, and un crowded even by the obtrusiveness of love. Straight, slender, full-hued as a rose, with a big soul beaming in her face and eyes, with meek, silent ways, and bearing unflinchingly tho blows of an old man's brutal tongue, this girl hud presented to tho poet's mind the imago of power, of profound pas sion, of untiring constancy, such as had enchanted him and transformed 'his life. She had been first shy to Ihim, then wistfully tender as she jpitied him. It was in the arbor at the i/oot of the garden where he was seated Inow, behind tho hedge of clipped yew, that,she had nestled close in his arms, and they had known the first moment of happiness in their deserted lives. "We must be patient Paul.'' Patient, did she say? They had been so long enough. His plans were ripe now, and he was watching the I light in his uncle's window. The old man would sleep well—he had taken care of that—tonight. If ho awoke? Well, that too was provided for. Old men are not hard to smother. The night, dark and damp, suited dark I j 1 j 1 night, dark and damp, suited dark thoughts. And the sting of long op pression, tho blind feeling after re venge for years of cruel slights and in sults, had long engendered such thoughts. And now camo a vision of an earthly heaven, tho hope of a new life beyond tho seas. "Yes, I will fly with you at any time you ask," the girl had said resolutely. "We shall be happy, rich or poor." No, not poor. Ho would provide against that. The lights in the windows of the mansion bad gone out. Even the win dows on the ground floor, which open on the piazza, are dark. That is his uncle's room. Paul rises from his scat. The dripping jasmine spray that strikes his cheek as he leaves the little summer-house makes his heart stop for a moment. He fears even tho faint crunch of his footstep) oil the gravel. There Is a dog baying in the 1 distance, us if conscious that thieves ' are about. lie steals past the big pear tree at the corner of the piazza, and tramp ling in the soft mold of tho flower gar • den, where her jonquils and tulips grow, he creeps breathlessly to tho buck porch. The outer door is quick iy opened. Ho thrusts out his hand to find tho knob of the house door, and, taking a latch-key from his vest pocket, ho opens it too. At the end -of the hall is his uncle's room. The ■house is silent. But hark! did he hear a footfall? It must be a heavy footfall •that is heard on the thick carpet and Bteady floor of oak. Ho had never beforo explored this old rambling dwelling in darkness. It was always to him a sad and dreary place; a place of faded hangings, old-fashioned and tasteless bric-a-br:*\ paintings insipid in their tarnished frames, and books that echoed tho fancy and opinion of 1 a dead generation—flavorless as yes terday's nows. He has reached his uncle's door. Thera he produces a dark lantern from under his cloak. Drawing up the slide for a moment lie flashes ito cone of light over the hall and up tho stair case. It iights up for a moment ; oaken wainscoting, crowded hat-ruck, the antlers overhead, and the statue of Cupid, pallid as a ghost, and thou falls on Ihe staircase. As it doos so ho snaps down tho slide, and all is dark ness again. Yes, all is darkness und quiet There is no ono to witness his crime. What would she siy and think if she saw him cowering und crouching at his uncle's door? Tho thought of her rises line a phantom in his mind; sho is ail in whito, yet dim, resolute and iieautiful —an augol in contrast with tho inferno of his own troubled thoughts—and yet it deepens his reso lution. He is the martyr s.-eing the martyr's crown, a soldier with the re ward of hi» valor before his eyes. In her purity, her strength, her jieaco, it seems to him he would find an escape even from tho torture and shame of his guiity mind ! He would bathe j ! j j j 1 j ; j ! himself in her presence as in a flood of cleansing water, a second baptism. Her smile, her trustfulness, the music of her voice would be a heaven in which he might bask and rest, nnd for get his fraud—yes, even his blood guiltiness. IIo turns the handle of the door quietly, gradually, and enters. A delicate scent, as from the folds of silken garments, strikes his senses, But ho does not hear a single rustle from his uncle's bed. The old man sleeps soundly indeed. Then he draws up the slide of his lantern. So violently, with such trembling agitation doos he close it again, the instant after, that the whole thing falls clattoring to tho'grouod and Paul turns and rushes through tho room. What has he seen to overcome him so? A woman, tall and supple a3 a Greek, stern-eyed as Clytemnestra nnd twenty times as fair, with black hair and marble arms, eyes of fringed violet, bosom of ivory—how often had ho doted on them! How often had he felt his heart swell with pity, with admiration, with unspeakable love, ns the soft voice tremulously remon strated with him. "Wo must be patient, Paul." And now this saint of his life, this virgin flower of woman, this one who was to bo the salt and salve to his sad, wounded, outraged, and rebellious heart—there she stands, her right hand under the pillow of the uncon scious sleeper, her left arm to strike him down if ho awake! Paul passed stealthily into the gar den again. He went with bounds across the parterre, fiercely trampling tho flowers and borders, cursing moan while, in his heart, with bitter rage and execration, tho angel, for sooth, who was thief and murderess. Then he laughed a wild, trembling laugh, such as only grief that borders on frenzy finds utterance. That night, as he sat till dawn un der the moaning poplars and over and over again repeated to his mind the hideous incident that he half believed to bo a dream, love turned to hate, as fuel to ashes, as a flower to tho blood-red poison. "It was for lovo of me," ho mur mured, "for love of me, ah! that is tho blow that cuts the deepest, for why? That love of hers is loathsomo to me." "That was forty y%ars ago," said Miss Perry, "and it seems only yes terday.'' She looked from the gny area of the casino at Narragansett out over the blue, dimpling sea, where a yacht was just coming to anchor. The wrinkled old general, who directed the tasto of the wealthy New York spinster in tho fitting of her large art gallery, wiped a tear from his glass eye. It was a telling gesture, though the tear was not a tear of sensibility. "But how did you find out that it was he?" he inquired softly. "Hand me that fan and I will tell you. I had come down-stairs, hearing a noise and thinking of burglars. I was brave in those days, and seized a heavy pair of scissors, which I carried dagger-wise. I went to my uncle's room, felt under his pillow, and was relieved to find his bag of diamonds safe, lhen there was a momentary 1 flash of light, the clatter of a lantern dropped in darkness, and the sound of receding footsteps. I never saw Paul again to this day. The lantern was identified as his. I felt relieved at his flight at the moment But, general, you and I are old people, and for my part I can lovo only once, and you must not speak to mo again as you have dune to-day."—Epoch. to of in Her Party. She twirled upon her tip-tocs light, Tossod back her tangled tresses bright, And cried : "I'm truly tired of play ; I'll have u tea-party to-day!" She set the table 'neath a trees With tempting tarts, and toast and tea, Ten tiny cups upon tho tray, Ten plates and spoons in trim array, Ten twinkling tapers thin and tall. And then the feast was ready all. The thrushes trilled and twittered sweet. The turf was tender 'neath ln-r feet; Her tidy cap with luce was rimmed. "Now hero am I and hero's the treat 1" She cried, "But who is there to cat!" I am very thirsty for my tea; I think I'll bo tho company." And sipping now and tasting then, ! She ate and drank for all the ten ! —Wide Awake. Taming tha Oth jr Cheek. One of the prominent ministers of Hartford. Con.. was pacing a New York hotel corridor not long ago when a Christian worker approached him with the question, "Are you a Chris tian?" "I hope so," replied tho cler gyman. modestly. "Hope so? Don't you know so?'' persisted his interloc utor. No response from the divine. "Well, now." said the stranger, "if a man should strike you on the right cheek would you turn to him the other also?" "No, 1 wouldn't if ho had ns much cheek as you have," via» tho reply. _____ _____ Chinese Antiqu ty. The receivable traditions of China go back to 3,000 years beforo Christ, and ono of their sacred books, the "Shu-king" (treating of history an 1 of tho government and laws of the ancient monarch»), begins with tho | Emperor Yao. 23- r >7 B. C. is NOTHING NEW. Only in Sew All Thing* Utprat lh«m»elT*» Kernt«. We pride ourselves on living in an age of discovery and invention and pity our ancestors for being born too soon. Yet much of this is misplaced. Tho real truth seems to be that tho ancients knew about everything that we know, only the knowledge was not generally diffused. The learned man two or three thou sand years ago was so far superior to tho majority that he was regarded as a wizard and prudently kept his learn ing to himself. In our schools at the present day wo me "Euclid's Elements of Geometry," written by Euclid 2,200 years ago. Euclid also wrote on music and optics, antedating much which we think we discovered. Layard found in the rums of Nineveh what Sir David Brewster pronounced to be a "magnifying glass," and near ly -1,000 years ago the Egyptians and Assyrians observed the stars through a "sliding tilde," which we have rea son to believe was a telescope. Wo have some very fine razors at the present day, but wo cannot make any finer steel than that contained In tlie Damascus swords and knives which tho ancients used several thou sand years ago. At the same time tho people of Tyre were such exports in dyeing that the Tyrian purple remains unexcelled io this day. Tho Egyptians were also wonderful dyers, and could produce colors so durable that they may be called imperishable. Tho ancients were wonderful glass workers and discovered a method ol making it malleable, which we have not been able to do. They could spin glass into garments, dyo it in every shade of the rainbow and etch it with marvelous skill. Twenty centuries before the birth of Watt, Hero of Alexandria described machines whoso motive power wa? steam. He also invented a doublo forco pump, used as a Are engine, and anticipated the modern turbine wheel by a machine he named "Noolpile." Electricity derives its mime from the Greek word for amber, electron, because Thales, about 600 B. C., dis covered that amber, when rubbed, attracts light and dry bodies, and in the twelfth century the scientific the twelfth century the scientific priests of Etruria drew lightning from the clouds with iron rods. All the mechanical powers, the screw, lever, pulley, incline plane, wedge, wheel nnd axle, were known to the ancients and used in everyday life. They were expert builders, as existing relics testify. Tho aueient Gauls used a reaping machine. Hobbs gave his namo to a lock found in the tombs of Egypt. Natural gns conveyed in bamboo tubes was utilized in Cnina centuries ago, and one of the Mongolian authors writes of boxes which repeated tho sound of voices of men long since dead —an approximation to tho phono graph of Edison. We may say with truth that much of our bcasted light and mechanical wisdom is but ■ the match put once again to tho old candle of our ancest ors. The old times were days of war and oppression, and the inventor hid his invention for fear of being robbed The vast majority had no money to buy a laboring device, even if they had brains to use it. It was not a practical nge, and the knowledge, as well as wealth, was confined to the few. Nowadays an in vention of value spreads over this world like a flash of gunpowder, and in the light of modern common sense, tho invention of tho common friction match has doubtless done more for the good of mankind thiin all the dis coveries of antiquity.—W'illiam Alva, Chinese Bellei :n Washington. When the ladies of the Chinese legation at Washington go out oil the 6treet for a walk, they are objects of universal attention. Their poor littlo foot are mere scraps, and they cannot walk, but hobble along like cripples, clinging to a friendly fence or post if they are jostled, and sometimos tumb ling all together like a row of bricks. They never go singly and rarely ex tend their walk beyond sight of thoir own home. A servant stand in tho front of the Legation House—ho is an Irishman, by the way—and keeps a watchful eye on all their movemont9 so long as they are in the street They do not walk abreast lest ono should fall and upset the others. They nro ruddy of cheek, and bright and pleasant to look upon, and they up pear to bo cracking stupendous Chineso jokes about tho passers-by who stare at them too rudely. These uristocratic ladios arc so clumsy, with their fat hands and little feet, that they are quite unablo to dress them selves, but requiro the constant service of a maid. They appoar to greatly enjoy the freedom of their American life. A Musical Pointsr. Mother (whispering) —My dear, our hostess wishes you to play. Daughter—Horrors, mother! You know 1 never play before strangers. I become so nervous and excited that my fingers get all tangled up and 1 make all sorts of awful blunders. Mother—Never mind, dear. Play something from Wagner and then tho mistake won't ho noticed.—Now York Weekly. A REAL LION ROMANCE. THE BRAVE EXPLOITS OF TWO COLORADO HEROINES. Afraid of Vie* bat Not or Mona—Facetious Account or tho Xerre of Two Western Damsels—The Skin Now Worn as a Boa. Tho occurrence under consideration took place near Pueblo, Col., toward the head waters of Bob creek, says a writer in the New Y r ork Tribune. We need not remind tho reader of the dangerous character of the upper Bob creek neighborhood. It is only sur passed by the same region along Bitter creek. The condition of both localities may be graphically, albeit figurative ly, described by saying that in each the old giascutii9 sharpens his iangs on tho bones of his dead. Carrie and Maude Eumes, aged respectively 16 and 20 years, lived with thoir parents on a ranch. Thoir father, Jim Eamcs, was away on the grand jury, leaving them in ohargo of tho stock. What was thoir surprise tho next morning after their father's departure to find that some animal had leaped the ten foot fence around the horse corral and killed and half devoured a large Nor man stallion, weighing some 1,700 pounds. Tho next morning tho man gled carcass of another horse was found in the corral. This was not to be endured. Shouldering their trusty repeating rifles, Carrie and Maud Eumes started up the lonely canyon of the roaring and raging Bob creek. They followed the animal's trail easi ly by his tracks, which were six inches in diameter and pressed deep the hard soil. S met i mes they would notice where he had switched his tail and cut off a sapling or shat tered a rock. Still they pressed on. At last, in the afternoon, they wero in the ominous neighborhood where Bob creek comes out of tho ground. The wind moaned and sobbed in the pines. They could hear a band of Uto Indians holding a dance two miles tho other side of Ihe ridge. Tho sky was over cast and snow-flakes floated in the air. They pressed on. In ten minutes they camo to an immense hole in the ground, down which tho tracks led. It was about six feet in diameter, dark and forbidding. Maude seized a large stone and threw it down the hole. It struck the bottom with a crash. In stantly there came from tho cave a piercing shriek, half human, half de moniac. "We've found him!" cried moniac. "We've found him!" cried Maude gayly. Carrie grasped her gun firmly and started to decenil, like Gen eral Putnam of old, and dislodge the beast. As she did so, a common field mouse, aroused by the stone, ran out of the hole. Both girls screamed, gathered their skirts about their ankles and mounted convenient stumps. "If the horrid pluce is full of mice I am not going into it." said Carrie. "Neither am I," answered Maude. The mouse having disap peared they determined on a new plan. Securing a fir pole twenty feet long they liwzred it into the hole. It did not toucli the bottom, but I Maude had thoughtfully brought a I rawhide lariat, and tying this to the ! end of tlie pole, they paid out thirty feet of it, making fifty in all. At this depth they felt something clutch the pole. They knew that they had got a bite, and began to haul in. Their j catch was game and clung to tlie side j of the hole desperate, and constantly j emitted ear-piercing, almost human j cries. They feared that their line | would break, but fortunately it did j not. At last they grasped the upper j end of the polo and gradually began I to haul that into sight. The maddened j monster still continues to struggle j and fight at tho other end. At last ! they saw his eyeballs gleaming down j tho darkness. Leaving Maud to ! land the beast Carrio seized lier rifle, j Ma-^I gavo one mighty pull and his terrible tiead appeared above the opening. Instantly the crack of Carrie's rifle awakened the hiding echoes of Bob creek canyon. Another pull by Maude and the dead body of tho monster lay at their feet. Its teeth had been so firmly embedded in tho end of the pole that it could not let go. it was an immenso panther, or American tiger, more commonly called mountain lion, and weighed up ward of 600 poundsL Tying tho lnriiit, around its neck tho young ladies drag gad it home behind them, where they arrived in time to round up the stock and make everything snug for snug tho night. When the writer called the next day ho found Carrie embroid ering a table-scarf for a Christmas present, while Maude sal at a writing desk, busy at a poem which she in tended to submit to Harper's. A manicure set and a navy revolver lay near at hand. The True Feacy Maker. Don't bo a grumbler. Some peoplo contrive to get hold of the prickly Bide of everything, to run against ail the sharp corners and disagreeable things. Half the strength spent in growling would often set things right. You may as well make up yout%mind to begin with, that no one ever found tho world quite as he would like it; but you are to take your part of the trouble and bear it bravely. You will be suro to have burdens laid upon you thut belong to other people, unless you are a shirker yourself; but don't grumble. If tho work needs doing, and you can do it, never mind about that other fellow who ought to have done it and didn't Tho3e worker» who fill up the gaps and smooth away the rough spots and finish up the jobs that others leave undone—they are tho true peacemakers, and worth a whole regiment of growlers. —Ncbras - ka Farmer. DROWNED LANDS OF FLORIDA. It a The Tut Are» Th»t Is Kspldly Bel»f Fnlljr Be rlalmed. Florida has already acquired great distinction for its largo products of fruits and early vegetables, FTorida oranges being sweetest of any that are sold in the eastern markets. It has also become famous as a winter health resort» But its greatest distinction of ail will be the vast area of arable lands which it will bo nble to offer to enterprising men in the course oT few years. A vory considerable por tion of southern Florida consists of land overflowed or subject to overflow —swamp lands, in short, for the most part, that at ono time were the fast nesses of tho Indians, who were not driven out of them until after several long and bloody wars. The massacre of Dade and his command, caught in an ambush, rivaled the massacre of Custer and his command by the Sioux at a later date. These overflowed lands, with their lakes, of which Lake Okoehobee alono covers an area of 1,000 square miles, wero regarded as practically worth less, and efforts were made by the state to sell a part of them to capital ists who would drain and improve them. Four millions of acres wero offered to an English syndicate at twenty-five cents per acre, but before tho papers wore drawn up thoro was a chango of administration and the con tract was repudiated. Tlieso 4 million of acres were subsequently bought by Hamilton Disston of Philadelphia, and other capitalists, who joined with him in the purchase. They wore not tho men to let their property lie idle. Surveys were made and a scheme of drainage adopted which has been in progress for the past ten years. What might be called a construction company was organizd which agreed to undertake the work of reclamation if given a grant with every alternate square mile if redeemed. Tho under growth was cleared off, 1ho lines of dr.iinago canals marked out and steam dredges set to work. These dredges are excavating canals from eight to twelve feet in depth and from forty to 110 feet wide, and the work has so far progressed as to afford passage for low draft steamers from Charlotte har bor, on the gulf coast, to Kissimmee City, at the head of Lake Kaligu. I I ! j j j j | j j I j j ! j ! j A Modéra Courtship. "Because you're from the town," sho said, "And live in style, you know, Dear, don't it make you blush to see Your girl in calieoi" "I've always lived here on the farm And I cannot compare With city girls who dress in stylo And know just what to wear." Her fresh, sweet face was now upturned To his. She heaved a sigh. "And yet I might (she looked quite grave) Be stylish if 1 try." -, "No, no," ho cried, as close he wrapped Her in his manly arms, "I'll take you, darling, as you arc, Without the city charms. "I'll take you and I'll cherish you. You and your goodly pile. For your papa's swell farm, my dear, Is more to me than style." —Tom Masson, in Clothier and B'urnishcr. A Mammoth Spring. The largest and most wonderful spring of fresh water in the world is on the gulf coast of Florida in Hernan do county. Tho Wokoweobee river, stream large enough to float a small steamer, is made entirely of water spouted from this gigantic natural well, which is 60 leet in diameter and about 70 or 80 feet deep. Chemists who have analyzed the wuter say that there is not a trace of organic matter in its composition, and that it is the most pure and fresh of any spring in America. A dime tossed into tho spring can ho seen lying on the bottom as plainly as itcould in a glass of common well water. 1 ho steamer which makes regular excursion trips up and down tho Wekowecheo is often floated into the cavity of the spring, but cannot lie made to stay in tho center, as the force of tho rising water forces it to the sides of tho basin. The spring and 2,000 acres of land adjoining belong to two Chicago capi talists, who iu -0 making it a pleasure resort. Feitiva Rhubarb Juice. A doctor in Iowa City told me, says Bill Nyc. that he drank some rhubarb juice at the homo of ono of his patients last summer, and when ho came to himself ho had drifted over toward Dubuque and lodged in the corner of a barbed wire fence, his form was sadly pied, he said. It was a sad case of rhubrab pL But I must close with good wishes and many thanks for your kind letter and tho kind words which, like tho girls who sing in chorus, can nover die. & Congressman'! Wart Core. Representative Culberson, of Texas, gave 'a friend tho following remody for a wart: "Open tho wart until it bleeds, lay a grain of corn upon it and then feed the corn to a goose. After the gooso haa eaten tho corn the wart will disappear. 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