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VOL. XXXII.-NO .180. HELENA. MONTANA. SUNDAY MORNING, AUGUST 2, 1891.-TWELVE PAGES PRICE FIVE CENTS + V I THE FIRE-WORSIIPPER'S SECRET. WRITTEN FOR THE SUNDAY INDEPENDENT. BY ANlDRIE LAURIE. TRANSLATED BY A. C. TOWNSEND. CHAPTER XIII. THa TniaeaUBR. BLEEP," cried the lieutenant; "why, you yourself must be dreaming,doctor. How could they sleep through all the noise of our breaking through the roof, and our shout as we came down?" "I did not speak of a natural sleep," said the doctor, calmly. "It is, I think, a case of some artificial sleep, mesmeric, hypnotic, call it what you will. They have been hypnotized by being forced to stare at that light which is cer tainly blinding. I would advise you not to look at it too much, or you may ind your self in the same fix as our friends. I think that, into the bargain, they' have been sub jected to mesmeric 'passes,' and, as I studied the.subject a little in my younger days, I am going to try and bring them out of their sleep by the same means. If I don't succeed we must then adopt other meas ures." "It certainly does seem like an ordinary sleep," said Onyon, peering anxiously into his friends' faces. "The features are in re pose, and their breathing quite calm and regular. In spite of my own arguments, one would take it to be an ordinary, restful sleep." "What puzzles me," said the doctor, "is this. Who can have done this to them? But they will soon answer that themselves, I hope. To workl" Placing himself immediately in front of the sleepers-unconsoiously he had taken the vacant place and position of the fire-worphipper-the doctor commenced a series of gestures and movements with his hands. Commonplace as the action was, some in ternal effort seemed to affect the doctor strangely; the veins of his forehead stood out in thick lines, and the lieutenant could see great drops of perspiration fall from his face. At the end of ten minutes there was no result. Stretched out in the attitudes in which sleep had surprised them, one would have thought'that they had passed' from sleep to death but for the slight movement of their chests and the color of their faces, which plainly denoted life. The lieutenant did not move for fear of Interrupting the experiment, and Hassan, standing behind him, held his breath as he gazed alternately at the doctor and his three "subjects." As for Professor Hasel fratz, from the moment that he had left the oar he had stood motionless before the Agure of the sun. With fixed eyes, and searcely breathing, he too seemed like one mesmerised. He had not so much as given one look toward the sleepers. Doctor Hardy continued his "passes." At last Uatherine gave a siugntstart. nne half raised herself, and passing one hand across her forehead, murmured in an uncer tain, troubled voice: "Maurice! Leila!" Then her eyes opened and she looked around her with surprise. At the same moment her brother awoke. His first move ment was an effort to spring toward Cather ine, but suddenly his eyes fell upon the doctcr, Guyon, Hassan, and the German. His friends surrounded him, an i the pres sure of their hanus as they explained their presence assisted in" restoring his whole faculties. The after effect of their hynotie trance made it difficult for Maurice and Catherine to collect their ideas, and their first answers to the questions of their friends were confused and indistinct. Suddenly little Hassan threw himself at Catherine's feet, and, bursting into tears, cried: "Khanoum I Khanoum I Where is Leila ? Where is the master? She left the grotto with you. Where is she now? And the Sahib-he was with the Mobed Where is my master ? Where is Leila ? " Catherine again passed her hand over her brow and made a visible effort to collect her thoughts. "Yes ! But-Leila was here by my side ! I held her hand. I am sure of it. And the old man! You remember, Mauriea ? Was he not here, standing before us? It seemed to me as if a mist rose between him and us? His look was so awfull It was like being in a night-mare with one's eyes open I Apd Leila, she, too, was afraid! Oh, yes! I remember,-sle called out 'Grandfather! Enough! Stop!' After that I can remem ber nothing more !" Dr. Hardy and the lieutenant had listened anxiously to every word that fell from the girl's lips. "l'hen it was this gueber who threw you into this sleep?" asked the doctor, making a few further "passes" in front of her. "Sleep?" repeated the brother and sister together. "It was nothing more. Look at your ser vant there. lie is still asleep." A deep, sonorous snore from Gargaridi fully verified tha doctor's statement. He was sleeping as soundly as some tired child. 'The sight of his servant thoroughly aroused Maurice. He hastened toward him, shook him by the arm and called his name, and finally dragged him to his feet. A few movements of Dr. Hanrdy's hands com pletely revived the worthy Aristomene, whose first words were: "A drink! Give me a drink!" adding the next moment: "I think I could eat something-I am dying of hunger!" 'Thanks to the stores which Hassan car ried, Gargaridi's mouth was soon fully occupied. The doctor forced Maurice and Catherine to drink a few drops of brandy floan the flask he carried, and soon the young peo ple, now thoroughly themselves, were able to listen to the events which had traseed previous to their friend's arrival, and to re count, in turn, their own adventures and misfortunes. '1 he whole party arrived at the same con clusion. The gueber, under the pretense of causing them to "lose their memory," had thrown them into the hypnotie trance, and then, his end accomplishied, had carried off his daughter and lI-ft them to their fate. At the thought of the old man's treachery, Catherine could soarce keep back her tears. "Poor Leila!" she said. "What sorrow it will cause her, if her g:andfather has really acted so! We mist go and comfort her, Maurice, and let her know that we ale saved. Let us leave this place! It tills me with horrors! Quick! gentlemen, I beg you. 1 am dying to see the iight of day and to go to that puor gi I." "Certainly, rmy child." said the doctor; "I am just as eager to see you safe and sound again in the open air. But, one moment. Iharld we rinot better decide what in to be done with all this treasure. 'Ihose stornes must be of enoo mous value-" "Yes, doctor." inter opted Lieut. (luyon. "lbut the royal firmuan which I have brought to Maurice eoncedes to him the exclusive right of making excavations, but-on the express condition that nothing shall be S"ied away, not a brick, not even a stoneo! Certainly not such stones as those," he added. "The fact is," said Maurice," that even if we determined to deliver all the treasure into the shah's own hands, the risk of transporting it would be too great. No matter how large an escort we might have, I for one would be sorry to make the jour ney from here to Teheran-" "Teheran!" broke in the harsh voice of the professor. "Carry this treasure to To heran? Give it to the shah? No, not Ren tlemed. You will not do that, I assure you!" "And, pray, who would hinder us?" asked Maurice, coldly. "Myself, sir," replied Ha selfretz, strik Ing his chest. "I,. who discyvered this tam ple, who uncovered the dome above us! I, o whom the world is indebted for this great discovery! I claim these Jewels as my share! They are the only recompense I desire for all my labor! The rest I leave to you," he said, with a majestic air. . "One moment, sir," said Maurice, qui etly. "I must beg you to observe that it was I who discovered this treasure, several days ago, in company with my servant here. while you were engaged in digging trenches on my territory, with the help of my.work men. I would also ask you to bear in mind that we are in Persia, and thst as the gov ernment is opposed to our carrying away anything we may discover, it only remains for us to give up the treasure to the rightful owners. bome more competent judge than myself will doubtless decide whether they shall be handed to the shah, the governor of this country or to the .guebere, whose ancestors are buried here.". The German uttered a cry of race. "Ohl eieally? My good sir! And do you, young puppy that you ale, think that I Hans lIasselfratz-member of a score of learned societies, covered with titles and honors, do you think that I am to be thwarted by a beardless loj? We shall see, sir-we shall see!" and he rushed furiously toward the altar. "Take care, sir," said Maurice, sternly. "I warn you that I will not allow you to carry away a single stone. These gentle men shall be my witnesses. I, and my ser vant Gargaridi, discovered this altar before you. The gueber, Goucha-Nionin, who Was lately here, can prove that fact. The treas ure in no way belongs to yon, and you will touch it at your own risk!" "We shall see! " again cried Hasselfratz, beside himself. At ,that instant the valor ous Aristomene, unable to contain himself, rushed upon the Professor, and grasping the German's enormous waist with both arms, commenced to drag him down the steps. At first the Professor reeled under this unforeseen attack, but he clutched vigorously at the sides of the large chest and delivered several well-directed kicks against hid assailant. Gargaridi, however, kept his hold. uttering shrill cries of pain and rage. For a time it seemed as if both the struggling men would tumble down the steps tgoth.her. 8iddenly, with a violent THE PROFESSOR AND ALTAIR WERE ENGULFED. effort, Hasselfratl disengaged himself, and turning round butted the Greek full in the cheat with his head. The unfortunate G(t - geridi rolled down the altar steps, bearing as a trophy, in either hand, a tail of the professor's coat. Triumphant, Hasselfratz seized with both hands the stem on which the jeweled sun was fixed, and tried to tear it from the bot tom of the coffer. At the same moment, like a thunder-clap, a frightful noise re-echoed through the vault. and before any one of the spectators of this scene could make a movement a cap ing chasm opened below the stops, enpulf ing in one instant the professor, the altar and the sun of shining geemi. Simultan eously the vaults and pillars of the neigh boring galleries cracked and bent as if shaken by an earthquake. The others had barely time to jump into the wicker ear, the lieutenant bearing Cath eline, who had swooned away. As they ascended the sound of rushing water reached their ears. Looking down they s:aw that from where the ground had opened there now flowed a black and shoreless stream. Upon the bosom of this subterranean river the professor and the sun of precious stones were borne away forever to the bowels of the earth. MIAPTER XIV. CONCL.UION. The moon was growing pale in light of the new born day, and still Leila had not opened her eyes. For several hours Gouhna-Nichin, bend ing anxiously over her, had mainly used every means known to his scienitllo skill to rouse her from her trauno-like slumber. The effect producrd by his magic mirrors. had been greater than hi had looked for. Their powerful rars seemod to have drawn the very life from his granddaughter's body. Worn out with fatigue and apprehension the iire-worshipper sat down beside the unconacions girl. "Oh! day of evil!" he croaned. "H04 her spirit lied forever and have I been the caruse? Lelta! Leiln! last and sweetest flower of all our ,ace." The energy which had so mirtculously sustained him throughout the long days just passed, in wlmch hie had known neither hunger. thirst, nor fatigue, now suddenly deserted him. Was this to be theend of all his hot es? For the first thie the indomita ble old mun was pie ced with doubt and the one question kept Ilpsstug ti rough his mind, "ihhve I been deceived? Why have I, in pitiless fashion, laid a burden on thisvoung head, too heavy for it to boar? Have not my own eyes seen her bend beneath its weight? Wretch that I am! this is my work! The thread of her joyous life is broken! And I shall not be long in follow ing her. I feel that tmy hours are num bored. No longer shall 1 gaze upon the eyes of Mithral Would that I might have heard the voice of my child once morel" Overcome by his emotion he did not no ties that Leila's eyes at last had opened. Still but half conscious, and her memory a blank, she looked roand her with a vea cant stare. By degrees a rag of light came back to her. she raised her head. "G'rand father." she faintly murmured. The old man quickly turned, "Leilal My daugh tar," he cried. "You are given bhack to me! Mithra be praised!" And for perhaps the first time he embraced his child with all a father's tenderness. Leila had now sunk back and closed her eyes, fatigued by her first effort. Suddenly memory returned to her. "How did. I come here?" she asked. "Catherine and her brother-where are they?" Goucha-Nichin, though capable of treach ery and deceit, could not lie, nor. as he well knew would it have availed him in this in stance. "They are in the subterranean sanctu ary," he said. "Heavensl" cried Lella terrified. "What do I hear?" and pressing either hand against her head, she endeavored to collect her dis jointed thoughts. "I have been asleep, Is it not so grand father?-isleep a long time-and the oth ers? Ahl! ves. 1 remember now! We were overcome one by one, and I, at the last moment, was sorry that I had obeyed you. I tried to shake off that terrible sleep. I felt that I was betray ing them. Oh! grandfather," she concluded, in a voice shaken with sobs; "do not tell me that you have left them to such a frightful death; that we have run away from them like robbers in the night! Tell me it is all a horrible dream!" "My daughter," said the fire-worshipper, "It was necessary. Think you it cost me uothida? Have you ever before known me betray the confidence of another mortal? But here there were interests higher than justice of humanity. I wes forced to sub mit and to ignore my own feelings in order to accomplish the sacrifice exacted by Mithra." "Oh!" sobbed Leila, "perish the being who exacts such esacrificeel He is a vain idol, or rather the very genius of evil!" "Leila! do not blaspherme!" "Is it not your own lesson? Have you not taught me to know the tree by its own fruit? No, he can be neither just nor good; but do not think," she cried, springing to her feet. "that I am going to let such a crime be done. Once already I have found the way to the sanctuary. I will seek it again. Perhaps I may be in time!" "Leila," said the gueber, in a trembling voice, far different to his usual tone of stern authority, "my heart is breaking at the sight of your grief. I would have spared you, but it was not left to me. And now, cease speaking these impious words-aban don your rash project! You have never yet disobeyed me; I forbid you to return to the sanctuary." "My father," said Leila, in a voice as firm as it was sad, "you have just said that jus tice must yield the interests of Mithra; I am about to let obedience yield to justice." "What isyour desire?" said the gueber, in broken tones. "To find them again, to call them back to life, to lead them to the light of day!" "They can not recover conscience except by certain formula, which you are ignorant of." "Then I will die with them!" "And this, for strangers?" "They are strangers no more." "You would betray the Interests of Mithra?" 'Mithra has exacted barbarous and infa mous tlinga!" said the young girl. "I am no longer one of the faithful. Farewell, grandfather," and she wrapped the cloak around her. "I shall be left alone," murmnured the old man; "nalone with my sad thoughts; alone on the very brink of the tomb!" "Oh! no, no!" cried Leila, running to him and embracing him tenderly; "let me go now whiel my duty calls me, and then I will return to you. and be a comfort to you in your ohl ace." "Alone!" said Goucha-Nichin, as if obliv ious to her words; "to tend the sacred fire alone!"-but he stopped abruptly, the most awful fear and horror depicted on his face. "Celestial sowers!" he cried; "the fire is extinguished!" It was even so. Uncared for since Loeila left the cave with Catherine, the sacred embers had gradually burnt out. ()uOn his first return the old man's whole attention had been given to his daughter, and he had even neglected to re new the fire. Now it had forever ceased to burn. In the face of this catastrophe the gee her's whole strength gave way. "Woe! Woe!" he cried; "our glory has disap peared!" And without another word he sank un conscious to the ground. In despair Leila sank on her knees be fore him. "Grandfather! grandfather! come back to nme! Oh! Powers on high do not permit so great a misfortunel Unhappy girl that I am! how can I decide between tro duties. each of such vast importance? Can I aban don to their death beings who are so dear to mue and whom it is my duty to succor? Oh! urandfather do not die with the weight of this wronc upon your soul! (ive me time to repair it! Mithra has not demanded their sacrifice! He is too merciful and just! This extingu-shed file is not. a disaster, it is a sign, t messange from heaven telling us to leave this place, to go where justice and pity call us. ()h! grandfather! hasten, or it will be too late." IThe minutes dragged on like centuries. Goucha-Nichin lay str,tehed before the cold health, motiunllees us death. All Leila's eTforts to call huI back to life and consciousness wtere in vain. lThe poor gill's heart was torn asunder between what she conusiderot her two duties. I)ying to rush to the assistance of her two friends, shie tared not abandoun the old man in this condition. lier despair was pitiable. At this nlomelnt there was iu sound of knokiug at the entrance to the grotto. Merciful heavens! What charitablo soul lhd been sent to her assistance? Perhaps it was one of the gueboI's own followers. in woose care she could leave him, and hasten to deliver the prisoners. Hleanimzated with hope she ranl through tile two large halls leading to the entrance. Lifting, with tremubling hand, the curtain which concealed the opening. she saw be fore her Maurice and his sisterl With a cry of joy she fell into Catherine's armns. Questions were asked andi answered and hurried explanationes made. Looked in nch other's armst the two girls wept front mixed joy and sorrow. Meanwhile the doctor and Lieut. (Imyon had arrived and had quietly entered the grotto. "Doctor," said Maurice, "I think your services are needed hero. Goucha-Nlehin, this young lady's grandfather- - '"Quick! quick! take e e to him," said the opi doctor, "what hits hnppentod?" S o found the sacred fire mruod out," said Letla through her tears, "and then he fell down senseless, and I could donothing, not even raise him from the ground." "Poor child! We will soon attend to him," and the doctor knelt down beside the un consioous figure of the gueber. After ia short examination of the body he raised his head. "Now, do you two run," he said to the two girls, "and light a fire as quickly as possible. We will try hot fomentations t.tit after that a warm drink, perhaps." soon as they had left the room he turAed so the two wme. "There is nothing more so be done," he said in a low tone. "l sent them away to spare them such as painful sight. Help me raise him to the couch. I'oo old manl he is sleeping his last hleep!" "Deadi" said Maurice, with a shudder. "Poor IJeiln!" "There is no doubt of it. Apoplexy! The shook of seaing all his hopes ruined was too much for him." "Poor (ouclha-Nichin," said Maurice gravely; "I feel as if I myself were to some dearee reesponsible." "Don't think that," answered Lieutenant Guyon. "Rememnber how aged a man he was." "The principal question is," broke in the doctor, "who is to tell and to comfort the DELIVEIANCE. granddaughter. Poor child! to be left alone--' "She will not be alone." said Maurice quickly., "Catherine will adopt her as her own sister." "Ab!" said the doctor, and was silent for a few moments. Then: "I congratulate her with all my heart. But what do you your self thilk of doing? What plans have you made?" "None, as yet," answered Maurice, some what astonished. "Well, this is what I propose; we will re main here long enough for Leila to pay the last-duties to her graindfather, and then we will;all set out for Teheran. My wife will be charmed to receive this young girl, and you know how welcome yon and Catherine Always are. As for the excavations. I don't thinik I am far wrong in supposing that you have had enough of them-for the present, at least." "I shall certainly have to abandon them for a time," said Maurice, "for I should not diream of recommencing until my own government and the shah have been in formed, of what has passed. So I accept your invitation with the greatest pleasure." "~itop.a moment," said Lieut. Guyon; "I hayv Ia amendment to propose; that you youdselt. tMfaurice; be my guest." "I will yield to you." said the doctor, with a smile.. "Perhaps it was selfish of me wanting all the good things for myself." A fortnight Inter the funeral rites had all been acconiplislhed and preparations for the departure made. The tribe of guebers had attended in a body end paid the last honors to their grand-mohed. Gonoha-Nichin rested forever with his ancestors, and Leila, with her friends, set out for the royal city of Teheran. lit due course, the doctor, to his infinite delight, presented the two girls to his wife, who received them with almost maternal af fection, while Louis Guyon, no less hospit able. took Maurice, Hassan, and the faith ful Gargaridi to his own quarters. Each day the young people spend long hours together under the doctor's roof, and Madame Hardy declares that she will never part with either Cat herine or Lesla. Her as tute husband, however, mysteriously hints that such an event is far from unlikely. His own opinion is that a double marriage is not very distant, and certainly, he says, there never was any greater excuse for such a deplorable event. THE END. Copyrighlt. HIS FIRST SLEEPING CAR. The Young Briton Had Rather an Em barrassing Experience. He was a stookily built young Britisher and this was his first visit to America. His home is in Yorkshire, and his English brogue could be out up in chunks as slip pery and infinitesimal as your summer ice. "I struck my first sleeping car on the night of my arrival in Canada," he said. "It was the first time I was even in an American sleeping car, though I had heard of them. To my surprise there were no seats visible. Those mysterious curtains hung on both sides of a narrow aisle and the lights were turned down low. I knew then that people were sleeping be hind these cartains, for I distinctly he ard a snore. I had no idea where my bed was, don't you know. and asto rummaging along indiscriminately-the cold chills went creeping along my spine at the very idea. Some American would kill mne. " 'Where do I sleep?' I tinally asked the porter, compelled at last to display my ig norance. "The black man looked at me a minute, his eyes getting bigger and whiter all the time, and his mouth finally spread so much I was alarmed. He took my check. "'Number fo'teen,' said he, 'right han' side, uppah.' "'Thnnking him apologetically, I went carefully among the curtains until I came to one with a card hanging in front of it with my number. I had heard that Amneri c:ans usually undressed and went to bed just us if they were at home; but I saw no place to sit down to uall oilff my boots, nnd 1 nim i little modest anyhow, and so 1 thought I'd just lie down as I was. Pulling lily c'urtains aside, I nearly fainted when I discovered it lady in my berth. She discovered use at same tinle, anid gave a yell that awoke everybody in the ciyr but the nlan who esnored. You could hear him blowing away uore distinctly in thel pIainful silencei of thi; moulent. At that time 1 Iheard the proliinged ' ing of an alarm bell in the torter's room. lThat individual teano shufflling down the iisle aimongi the tousled hitads that were sticking out here lnud thelr, and wanted to know what was the mittter. "'I say, porter,' sael I, 'I don't under stand thits-here's a lady In my berth.' "'Yo' berth is uppahm, sahi-I said uppahl' thie i'otter explailied, and he sl owed tie a shelf with a htd ton it t ighllt above the lady. " 'hiear ime!' said 1, quite innocently. 'I nvetr saw one before, ind you'll pardon ime I'li snurO." 1 heard nlore gigglillng and slillmug ailong thie aisle, while I wits a triftle lnibltr ritsetd, you kitow. 'lhe iiladv I had disturbed Iughled oleasantly alnd forgave ine courte ously. " How inam 1 to get up there, porter?' " 'Cluine a, al, cune,' replied the black. " 'Step right oln mly bed, said thet lady. "*'(ood gracious,' she 'xclainltod, is I hoinsteld mtyself p, '.'if the litielir hasn't gone ttC bed with his boots tin!' "l':verybody was now laughirlig at my ex pern0S, \mu know--and to tell the truth, I was st muchi amnusad itt may adveuture I could Ihardly refrain from laughter myself," ---WWashington P'ost. ABOVE THE SKYLIGHTS, Housetop Parties Are Just Now the Popular Fad in New York. The Way the Gothamite Enter tains His Friends on Sum mer Nights. A Costume Tea Party-The |Best Flowers and How to Arrange Them to Advantag9. [Written for 'Tnw. VaNDAnY INDPZfNDE.T.1 --HIS SEASON HOUSETOP PARTIES are all the "go." Many and many -[ a family are now taking tea on the roof for the first time. It is surprising how the idea has traveled. A lady or gentleman who has enjoyed the novel experience tells it "confidentially" to some friend who tries it, and the friend tells it to somebody else, and somebody finds it delightful, and so each one "passes the secret" around. What was last season an innovation is likely this summer to become a "fad." "Can you come to the house to-morrow evening? We are going to have a housetop tea party." That was the gentle way my friend broke the news to me one day last summer. "A housetop tea?" queried I. "Yes." "What kind of a tea is that?" "Wait till you see one, and then you will know everything." "All right." "Remember. I shall expect you at eight o'clock sharp." In fact, a few minutes ahead of time we pressed the electric button that brought the aproned maid to the door. "You will find Mr. S. on the roof." re plied the low-voiced girl to our interroga tory. "He told me to toll you to walk right up stairs." Slightly wondering, we mounted one flight, then another, still a third, and tired at the knees and half out of breath, we climbed the steep pair of stairs that led to the roof. Once on the roof we had come upon a quiet scene of domestic felicity. There sat our genial host, lounging in neglige attire in a big arm chair. Smoking the pipe of peace he looked the picture of comfort. By his side, swinging to and fro with the gen tie breeze, his mate reclined in a hammock. DOMESTIC FELICITY. Near at hand two children were playing and enjoying themselves to their heart's con tent. After the first greetings were ex changed the host said: "This is our sum mer tea room. What do you think of it?" SThen we took in the situation. The roof was the kitchen, dining and drawing room. It was also a blooming flower garden. All along the edge of tile roof was a double row of boxes, each one filled with plants of dif ferent colors. The air was heavily laden with a pleasant perfume. The nostrils were tickled by a stealing odor of geranium and by the delicate heliotrope. Altogether it was a desirable change and relief from the smells that rise from the dusty streets below. One corner of the roof seemed to be a regular bower of vines and climbing plants. Morning glories, scarlet beans and asters overran an arbor made of heavy wire. Be neath all this mass of green and color, a rustic chair was almost hid from view. The other corner of the housetop had been arranged for solid comfort. The roof was covered with Spanish matting, and in convenient places lay several fine rugs. A pretty J apanese screen shut off the entrance to a tent, the inside of which contained kitchen utensils. Thus protected the mis tress of the household brewed tea on an alcohol stove. Two or three low-sized tables were decorated with boquets and dainty pieces of china and out glass. After inspecting the roof-the summer tea room as our friend liked to name it-we fell to discussing the housetop as a place to invite your frihnde on a summer night. "Where," said he in a tone of inquiry, "where can you find a cooler, more corn fortable place on a hot night than on the roof? Here you can be fanned by every gentle breeze that blows, and here von can drink in the ozone that comes flying over the city frotm the ocean. New Yorke. a who are 'left in town' in eumnlmner, miss a great deal when they fail to utilize their house tops." "Why," lihe continued, "only to-day I was reading a western correspondent's account of New York during the warm weather." And then he rend aloud something in this style: "'there is little comfort, little en jovuent in town whel the mercury climbs up in the 'l.)'s. The pavemont beneath your feet is like a4ltot coal. What shnll we say of those days when the steaming air is like an invisible sponge, when walls and paveuments A nowaS OF VINME AND PI'ANTe. emit waves of reflected heat? In grilling weather the metropolis is a good place to flee from." "That may all be so, but the writer tvi dently left the roof out of his account. Those who are obliged to stay in town in July and August have a chance to enjoy unmmer night comfort. Hero are no hot waves, no bad smells, no heat of gas, no gay and festive flies, and besides you can have the enjoyment of a flower garden. And now a few guests begin to arrive. 'rhe children are marched off to bed by the tyrannical maid. A tall piano lamp of polished brass was drawn up to where we sat, and It shed a mellow light. Around the arbor and in front of the tent were the rainbow lights of Japanese lanterns, danc ing for all the world like fire-flies in the evening wind. "If you will excuse me," said the hostess, 'I can have tea in a few minutes." With a smile she disappears behind the soreen. The servant arranged chairs around the tables., and soon she announced that tea was ready to be served. And a jolly little supper party it wase The novelty of the whole affair actually made the viands appetizing. What with cold tongue and chicken, a salad, warm bis cults, fruit, a glass of wine and a cup of tea little need be added. Cigars were lit, and the conversation became animated. Later on, some one with malice aforethought brought out a banjo from its hiding place. The music was soon drowned by the voices of singers, which rang out clear and strong in the night air. The little gathering broke up about midnight, and "Good night" said reluctantly to host and hostess who had planned so pleasant an entertainment. One clever dame decided to give a "cos tume tea party." Almost all of the con tents of the sittingroom were removed to TEA PANTY ON TtE ROOF. TEA PASTY ON9 Tnn tOO?. the roof. Tables, chairs, rugs, brio-a-brac, etc., were arranged on the housetop. It was to be a genuine Japanese tea. The gnests were notified to appear in costumxe. Indeed, some of the ladies were resplend ent in gorgeous dresses, and one or two went so far as to imitate the Japanese makeup. The affair was a grand success, and is likely to be repeated before the summer is over. It is not yet too late to have a roof gar den this season, although the time to get plants ready is in June. Boxes should be made to fit the edge of the roof. The size of each box may be from twelve inched to fourteen inches in depth, twenty inches wide, and six feet in length. Boards should be placed underneath to protect the roof. Then the boxes need perforations at the bottom for drailage, and to be filled care fully with sand, fine loam and mould. It is desirable to have plants that make a good show. Scarlet geraniums, verbenas and blossoming lobelias and heliotrope bring color and fragrance from the begin ning. Seedlings well started and in good shape can be had of the florist, and will show pleasing results in a few weeks. There are a number of flowers which are reasonably sure to produce an abundance of flowers. One of the best of its kind is Drummond's phlox. Petunias and mari golds are hardy, and flourish vigorously on the roof. Portulacas lend color, and they can be so arranged that the colors vary from pale yellow to deep bronze, or from royal purple to delicate pink. Rose. are more diffcult to cultivate. but a few Jacque minots will add color, and fill the air with perfume. Besides, it is desirable to have a secluded nook or corner which has the appearance of tropical luxuriance. To accomplish that, one can fix up an arbor overrun with soar let beans, morning glories, etc., banked on either side by tall palms, dracaenas and other tropical plants. Amid such surroundings many a cozy tea party can be enjoyed on the housetops dur ing July and August. In truth, the roof is about as agreeable a resort as one could wish for, with its breezes, its flowers and its outlook. If the faintest zephyr is wafted from the ocean you are sure to get a whiff of it on the housetop. The situa tion is a most interesting one, the view by day or night picturesque in the extreme. Those who have never stood on the roof of an eight or ten story flat, on a slivery moonlight night, have missed a sight worth going miles to see. Foer out toward Sandy ook the lights of Staten Island twinkle and shimmer like stars; the blazing torch of the statute of Liberty is a powerful bea con light; two great cities are chained to gether by a dazzling necklace of rubies, pearls and diamonds strung along the Brooklyn bridge. The city housetop is a great place for those who are left in town in summer. L. J. VANO.. Copyright. A HOMILY. The humblest and frailest grassy blade, That ever the passing breezes sway.ed ls of lkeauty's palace a ar&isn a.ade. Akin to the uttermost stars that burn, A story the wisest may never learn, Is the tiny pebbles the footsteps spurn. , In each human heart npotential dwell Ilid frontm the world and itself as well, Heights of heaven, abyrnus of hIll. 'rho core of the earth is fiery young, No matter what can bh said ur sung, With a wee.t brain and a wailing tongue. Soul! self-petnt in a narrow plot longitig each morn for somh fair lot. Sionc bounteous graice which thou LIast not. Dell then mont ble not to understald, Andl liiid thou art not to sen at hand 'Thy dreams by reality far outepanneui; For wonlder li.e at thy very door: Ani matgi thy firedie sits Isfer And iuarvels through every winduow pour. Woven lhe wmino ot the swift hours he (ofrsloidor and terror oanid mystery: Oni' tnine is nedtuin the eye to seo! --torshill Magazine. DOWN THEI STREAM. love! It began with a glance, tirow withl tIe griwiltg f lowre.rs, h rl d [i1 a i'aliiiful t rctl,' I.ekeld not the paiseso IsIf tours; Outr Iasiconli'is Iood rni' ovr. l owingt for hter and nt.e 'Till b he I iroi)k l.etie a river, And the river behcame a man. Lirier! It began with a word, (irew with the w nlis that raved; A ,rsyoer for pardon unhelard, l'Pardtoi in turn Iineravaed; The 'I ridge s, easy to sever, 'li' strcami so ...itt to Ie freel Till the lir.,ok Iseats a riser, And the river b. catene a se. linf! It Ieogan willth a sih, ( irow with the lohvs that are dead; Its idea,,ur,,s with w nes to Ily, itsi orrow with lit lo if leadi And r rert rim tinoel h never Folr tie wr tarltr Fyuars ti he, 'Till thi' rork se'al Lbcootie a river. And the. river aoi ms a sea. --lotb.rt, Iloeughton. After a time sheep may be useful only for mutton. Wool, the chemists say, can be made more cheaply from wood fibre than i can be grown on sheep.