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VASE Hi MARCELLE ESDI CO IT. <tvr-> * iJpjv.nccttt Co.) had Lrlla Matthews had no prosont «Orth tnomionin.c ami very litt lo past. SSIw? tivk an intelligent. conscientious vi«"w of lifo and had a rescuing sense of humor. When she loft Mt. Hope, Arkansas, to tako tho plaoo of Latin teacher in one of the unfashionable Xcsr York schools every body had thought her a lucky girl. She bore ♦he fatal reputation of being clever and artistic—that is to say. she had ♦he ability to appreciate things that in the natural course of events she would never have tho opportunity to enjoy. Wherever she went she cre ated that sympathetic atmosphere en couraging to the people's vanity, which aided her even in crudely sociable Mt. Hope. She had always lived with her aunt and cousins, and she sent the nasal îcired old lady, whom she tenderly âoved, a monthly remittance from her gainings. Ever since she could remember, with the exception of a single year, she had the deadening life of Mt. Hope. When she was a flower of a girl, IS or thereabouts, she spent a year in New ; York and abroad as companion to an old aristocrat, who realized the girl's hiborn gentility, and loved her. fier mother had been a Boston worn i.B. her father a rich mine owner who I t>sr his fortune at a single venture u: d inconsiderately died before he had .1 chance to retrieve it. The mother did not survive long, and Leila, then i s baby of five, was left destitute. A ;eor relative, her father's aunt, adopt ed the orphan, and devoted herself to he child. When Leila returned from Europe :-K' brought back with her a gold cross -bat she always wore, a tender letter or so. and the memory of a few bliss Fa; hours when her hand had rested in ?;l5. There was even a rapture, albtit broken-hearted, that the finely bred New Yorker had cared for her in a negligent, summer fashion, and in ûn suarded moments had said impetuous riin.ss. She nad been thankful since her stay in New \ork that she had never chanced upon her former lover. She was moderately happy in her work, ïier sense of fulfilled duty, and her fa viïe talent for absorbing what was iiealthy in character and comforting in esagnie and circumstance. She finished -each day with the same thanksgiving H ot the happiness of the past, and the -£2me prayer for the man, alive or One day, one dark afternoon, when she was at the Lenox library taking notes for her class, she saw him. He was slightly older looking, the chin sar*?r, the bearing more distinguished than formerly, but the sensitive lips «fire unchanged. He had the unmis takable poise of a man secure alike of ïns grandfather and his investments, -wo unrivaled means of confidence. Slie had not heard of the man since his, marriage, when she sent his fiancee a pooch, a crown of pearls, as a wed Ymg gift. Heaven knows what months •f>e had worked un articles for the Ut. Hope Courier to pay the jeweler; ïîi>r-n the faded neckties she had worn îhe hats retrimmed three seasons •smh the same dismal perpetual vio ler.«! She had written a short note acenmpanying her present: Will Miss Van Dyck accept a sou i-enir, a very small souvenir, from me? î have the pleasure of knowing Mr. .Markham and wish to offer some gift show how pleasantly I recall his î?oartesies, etc.,"—a thoroughly polite tvuie expressed with impersonal for ircility, as if pearl crowns were an «very-day occurrence; as if she were not writing with her heart's blood. 1 Tbc man was rather surprised, and ! .-rat iL to Helen Van Dyck, his fiancee, j -•she wore it several times and later ! vn gave it to her French maid—Hen- 1 ,rèîta did her hair so cleverly, and ! ïhe had a "faible" for pearls. Markham strolled into the library as ' î-jïifci was leaving. She atempted to j away unobserved, but his eyes ' 5£>£tened on her questioningly, then '/ fieared with recognition. Oh! he had recognized her, was com- I toward her! His step, which she j Viad not heard for 12 years, seemed to ! tread on her heart. She stopped, try- ; ».»S to assume a genial air—if possible, ; Ec< make him forget that her hair was ■»tright, her skin colorless, her face ihin. She thanked God for the dim light in the hall. 'This Is indeed fortunate," said his gvr-hte voice, with well-bred interest. "Won't you tell me the pleasant things you have been doing since we last saw «ach other?" She wished to evince a quiet pleas ure at seeing him again, and she was •resolved not to be plaintive or voluble. •Faithful to your old acquaintances, as ciaual," she said, glancing towards the £>ocks of the library. "My old friends, you should say," ■fte respc-nded, with polite meaning. If —-l.cre had oniy been in his tone one shade of real reminiscence, the pity over a sweet trifle dead! In her despair she wanted to save herself by the role of gentle calm, but her voice faltered. "I am spending the winter in New York for a change—in fact—I—I— am teaching school, it's great fun." She hurried sensitively on: "I enjoy it im mensely. May I inquire for Mrs. Mark ham?" "Thank you, she is extremely well, and Phil is a fine lad." "What! is there a Phil?" "There is." he said, laughing boyish ly. "Junior is five years old." "Mercy!" she exclaimed, in astonish ment. Something cut her to the quick as tho child's image rose before her. "I am distressed," she said, with mock seriousness; "it is a rainy day, and one lias a more than ever old maidish look in a rainy-day gown." She laughed, trying to make it sound the old, frank note. Markham, being dulled by the happiness in his own life, scarcely heeded her sorry little play. She was an old flirtation, a good girl— well, she had faded, as they always do. The pathetic dowdiness, the un disguised "getting old" that was so evi dent to herself did not pain or annoy him, because to him it was of such small moment. In her mind his idea of her had been everything. She had sacrificed herself stoically to it. She had had the feeling that their ac quaintance was like an unbroken idyl, covered by dust and cobwebs, per chance, but. brush them off, and the idyl, like a fragile vase, would be there HI II L « f K? J M .cj ■5/ "I Am Distressed," She Said, with Much Seriousness. —beautiful as ever. He had known her young, full of blithe grace. He must remember her so. This ideal was broken now irretrievably. "May I have your address?" he asked, cordially. "We shall doubtless not meet again by accident." I know where you live," she an swered, with a brightness not intensi fied, as of old, by her cheeks and eyes, "but my address is so far away, and long distances are such discouragers of good intentions," she answered, eva sively. "Au revoir" —she nodded gracefully and kept her eyes on his face until she had whirled her awk ward skirt out of the door. Then she took a cross-town car in an alarmed hurry, lest he might follow her and find out where she lived. Markham, however, had scarcely re marked the girl. He strolled to the club and dined later at home. His wife, in a pale velvet dinner-gown that became her languid grace, greeted him in the salon. Standing in the chas tening light of Venetian lamps, she was very gratifying to any man's pride. Philip Markham bowed to her gallantly. "How appropriate you are, Helen. You are not a day over 20, my dear. None of us keep spring that way. How do you do it ?" She leaned playfully towards him. "You do it; you make me happy, and 1 look so—viola tout! What have you done to-day?" "Nothing much; lounged about the Knickerbocker, bought some horses, and, oh, yes, I dropped into the library —the Lenox. By the way, I ran across a girl I used to know, a teacher; that is, she wasn't a teacher when I know her; we said 'Hello' to each other." At this instant Junior ran into the loom. ISless the boy! Come to papa, Phil,' cried Markham. "Jove, what a lad! He'll soon be sailing the yacht for papa—I say, he's a trim chap —a kiss—there, run back to M. G nil- ' launie. Tho infant can hardly speak an English word decently. You know, j Helen, I'm in favor of sending him to Oxford." He never remembered afterwards that he had asked Leila to send him her address and that she had not done it. That evening the Markhams on gaged a table at Sherry's, where they drove after the opera. Plancon was singing in the "Huguenots." As for the school teacher, she ex etised her silence at dinner under ptea of a headache. Indeed, her cheeks were flushed. "If they had but been pink when I met him," she thought, bit terly. "If I had worn my mackintosh —that is stylish, at least—and my best gloves that are darned only on the in side, and, oh, if I had only curled my hair!" She felt childishly disappoint ed; he had not once mentioned the pearl brooch. It would have been easy for him to have made some allusion to it—at least, he could not have been ashamed of her taste. Some one knocked at her door. "Yes," she answered, in her worn, gen tle voice. "To-morrow you will rise a little earlier, Miss Matthews, to take the children walking as far as the park." "Certainly, madam," assented Leila. The principal lumbered down the hall, and the sound of her retreating footsteps irritated Leila absurdly. She whispered the word bitterly to her self, "to-morrow." The nocturnal clatter was hushed on the streets when she finally slipped off to bod and into a nervous, troubled sleep. BRAVE STRUGGLE FOR LIFE, Experiences of the Crew of Wrecked Whaling Vessel. The story of the crew of a whaling vessel wrecked off Cape Parry in a' drifting fog is given in Mr. A. H. Har-1 rison's book, "In Search of a Polar j Continent." The Alexander at the inie was steaming at full speed, and \ when first it struck, the crew, not seeing anything in fro^it of them, thought they had collided with a piece of drifting ice; but on striking again, the vessel immediately filled : with water, so they hardly had time to rush to the boats, which they had great difficulty in lowering. It was then that Capt. Tilt on nearly lost his life. He was the last man to leave the ship, and just as the boats were being pushed off, he jumped from j the vessel, but missed the stern of the boat, and fell into the sea. Luck ily. however, he managed to catch a iope that was thrown to him, but it was not without difficulty that he was i pulled into the boat when he had been dragged alongside. The mist was so dense that they had no idea of their locality, but on reaching the shore they saw the rocky headland of Cape Parry looming over them, and then they knew that they , l ad at least 400 miles to travel before regaining Herschel island, this, too, along a barren and deserted coast line in open boats, and probably in a iaging sea. This wreck occurred on August 16, yet on August 2G they arrived at Her schel island, every one of tlieni strong and well, and no whit the worse for his adventure. They made the whole journey through rough seas and through gales of wind. Every stitch on their backs was constantly drenched. Of supplies they carried only that scanty portion which a whale boat al ways has on hand for an emergency; nor are the emergencies contemplated of such duration. Every now and then they had to put ashore to find fresh water and to snatch a few winks of sleep, and I can answer for it that putting ashore here is no easy matter, for there are many miles of coast line along which it is almost impossible to find a place for landing in a strong wind. These men doggedly held on their course, crossing two large bays, Frank lin bay and Liverpool bay, until at last they reached the Mackenzie delta, and , keeping well to seaward of this, they arrived in a storm which prevented ships from putting to sea. They had made a fine, heroic effort. U had been a case of do or die with eveiy one of them, and they had car lied on a desperate and unceasing struggle, and had accomplished an average daily journey of 40 miles in an open boat. Portugal in Hard Straits. It is just a year ago that the double fatality in the royal house of Portugal occurred, when the king and prince w' re assassinated. The anarchical fac tions in Lisbon have been "celebrat ing" the event. For the royal house, the anniversary is particularly sad un (!er the circumstances, for the palace has never known a moment's real peace since the day of the tragedy. The . fforts which havo been made by King Alfonso to promote a union with Spain may he said to be the brightest sign in the polit ical sky of Portugal ju.-:t now, though it is not certain that the Spanish monarch will be able to win over the corrupt office-seekers of Lisbon, whose greatest achievement of late years has been to grab all the spoils offering and deplete the national tieasury of everything not actually de manded bv the supporters of the près tnt regime for the expenses of tho king's household. Words to Read and Heed. Let every dawn of morning be to you as the beginning of life, and every setting sun to be to you as its close; then iet. everyone of these short lives • have its sure record of some kindly t" n done for others, some goodly ; s'.rength er knowledge gained for j : cu: elves.— Kuskin. NEW BELLE OF WHITE HOUSE, Helen Herron Taft Will Be Popular In Washington. Helen Herron Taft has followed in her father's footsteps In choosing her most intimate friends in Washington from the "army set." What Gen. Bell and Gen. Clarence Edwards are to the new president, young ladles like Miss Ayleshire and Misa Webster are to his only daughter. At the same time she has formed many close friendships at school, and these ties are bringing Miss Taft an ever-increasing number of invitations to devote her vacations to house par ties, and will result in the presence of many youthful residents of many different cities when the time comes for Miss Taft to make her debut in the White House—something for which Mrs. Taft has as yet planned but ten tatively. The newly chosen first lady of the land expects her only daughter to become a White House debutante, of course, but she has also expressed the hope that this social inaugural can be deferred for a year or two, principally because the new president, who Is vastly proud of his brilliant and stu dious daughter, will be disappointed If she does not fulfill the promise made at her entry, when, as mentioned, she won the prize for highest honors in the entrance examinations. She was confirmed by the late Bish •ip Satterlee in a class that also in cluded Miss Ethel Roosevelt and the Misses Julia and Alice von Meyer, daughters of the present postmaster general. At Murray Bay, Miss Taft at tended the Union church—represent ing fusing of all the denominations in the little Canadian church, and now she and her mother will become oc cupants of the presidential pew, va cated by Mrs. Roosevelt and Miss Ethel in St. John's, the quaint .old fashioned and exclusive "court church" which rears its red tower directly across the park from the White House. HISTORIC TREES ARE PASSING. Little Care Taken to Preserve Nation« al Mementoes at Washington. Old Inhabitants of Washington were saddened the other day when the high wind overturned the famous silver spruce which stood guard near the north gate of the White House ever since Old Hickory planted it in the latter days of his administration. The tree has been slowly dying for years and in the hollow trunk gray squirrels had made a perfect tenement. At least six families were evicted by the fall of the silver spruce, but they have found homes in some boxes which Mrs. Roosevelt had fastened to some near-by trees. It is doubtful whether this tree could have been saved, though Jackson enthusiasts now express great indignation that it was permitted t"> languish. It seems strange that with the mil lions of dollars which the government spends on trees and forestry problems so little success i3 discernible in saving the historic trees of the capital. Some of the most beautiful as well as historic trees have died within the past five years right under the nose, so to speak, of Gifford Pinchot, tree specialist. Other countries save their historic trees, as witness the vener able cypress under which Tasso medi tated during his exile to Rome. It has been tenderly nurtured and guard ed by the Italian government and iron props and all manner of stays are be tween it and the fury of the winds on the Janiculum hill. It is now so hoary and so visibly old that it is really one of the most touching sights in Rome. In Washington trees plant ed by Jefferson, by Alexander Hamil ton, by John Marshall and Daniel Webster have been uprooted or have fallen the prey to plant enemy. For theories the government is probably In the lead of all other governments on forestry questions, but as judged from results seen in saving historic trees of Washington, that is auother story. The Capital and Its Memories. Musty memories hang thick about Washington. Every other house has been dignified by close contact with famous men and women. One built on a magnificent scale for Zack Chandler is now used as a boarding house or hotel. On the walls of its lofty par lors hang four great tapestries as soft in tone as some of the famous Gobe lins. The mistress of the house has seen every inauguration since Lin coln's. The tapestries, worked by her sister, were exhibited at the World's Columbian exposition. One depicts an Illinois soldier who for 12 years board ed in the house. The eyes of the lady of the house brighten into youthful ness as she tells how this wonderful tapestry portrait worked by her dead sister's hand from the living model, was taken to the rotunda of the capitol in which the veterans of the Grand Army of the Republic con vened. The wife of the man stood as the tapestry was slowly unrolled be fore the eyes of the grizzled men who patiently wondered what it meant un til suddenly with one acclaim they cried: "Black Jack! Black Jack on Lorseback!" HARDSHIPS OP ARMV LIFE, Left Thousands of Veterans with Kid ney Trouble. The experience of David W. Martin, a retired merchant of Bolivar, Mo., is Just like thou sands of others. Mr. Martin says: "I think I have had kidney dis ease ever since the war. During an en gagement my horse fell on me, straining my back and injuring the been told I had a I had Intense pain in the back, headaches and dizzy spells, and the action of the bladder very irregular. About three years ago I tried Doan's Kidney Pills and inside of a comparatively short time was en tirely rid of kidney trouble." Sold by all dealers. 50 cents a box. Foster-Milburn Co., Buffalo, N. Y. Great Water Power at Charlotte. Charlotte is the center of the great est electrical power development In the South, or in the United States, except at Niagara Falls. The South ern Power company lias a capital of $10,000,000, with general offices in Charlotte. kidneys. I have floating kidney. Ua« Allen's Foot-Ease. It Is the only cure for Swollen, Smart /ng, Tired, Aching, Hot, Sweating Feel, Corns and Bunions. Ask for Allen's Foot Kase, a powder to be shaken Into the shoes. Cures while you walk. At all Drug gists and Shoe Stores, 25o. Don't accept uny substitute. Sample sent FRKE. Ad dress, Allen S. Olmsted, LeRoy, N. Y. Extremes. "What did Gladys do when George insisted on a positive answer?" "Sl?e sent him a decided negative." Pettit's Eye Salve for 25c relieves tired, overworked eyes, stops eye aches, congested, inthitied or sore eyes. All druggists or Howard Bros., Buffalo, N. Y. Giving a hungry man advice is about as charitable as feeding ice cream to a wax doll. Happy smiles! White teeth! What a delicious perfume! WRIGLEY'S SPEARMINT! A Business Letter. It is supposed that business let ters are deficient in humor. Still, there have been exceptions, and the latest, sent by a member of the well known wholesale soap making firm of (let us si.y) Cake & Son, is one of tho most brilliant. A retail dealer in a small way had sent for a con signment of their goods: •'Gentlemen" (he writes), "wherefor have you not sent me Hie sope? Is It bekawse you think my mont y is not. so good as nobody elses? Dam you, Cake & Son; wherfor have you not sent the sopo? Please send sope at once, and oblige, your respectfully, Richard Jon's. P. S.—Since writing tho above my wife has found the sope under the counter." A Winter's Tale. Mme. De Navarro praised at a luncheon in New York American wit. "It was horribly cold the other aft ernoon," she said. "A bitter wind whirled the dry snow through the air. The policemen had red, swollen faces, and all the teamsters, as they drove, liept slapping their poor frostbitten hands against their breasts. "Getting into my hansom I said to the driver: '"This is real winter weather isn't It?' The driver nodded and smiled grim ly. " 'I give you my word, ma'am,' said lie. 'I ain't seen a butterfly all day.' " SICK DOCTOR Proper Food Put Him Right. The food experience of a physician fn his own case when worn and wealç from sickness and when needing nour« ishment the worst way is valuable: "An attack of grip, so severe it came near making an end of me, left my stomach In such condition I could not retain any ordinary food. I knew of course that I must have food nourish ment or I could never recover. "I began to take four tablespoonfula of Grape-Nuts and cream three times a day and for 2 weeks this was almost my only food; it tasted so delicious that I enjoyed it immensely and my stomach handled it perfectly from tho first mouthful. It was so nourishing I was quickly built back to normal health and strength. "Grape-Nuts is of great value aa food to sustain life during serious at. tacks in which the stomach is so de ranged it cannot digest and assimilate other foods. "I am convinced that were Grape Nuts more widely used by physicians, it would save many lives that are oth erwise lost from lack of nourishment." Absolutely the most perfect food in the world. Trial of Grape-Nuts 10 days proves. "There's a Reason." Look in pkg. for the little book, "The Road to Wellville." Ever rend the above letterf A ne«« one appears from time to time. Tlie* ore Kenutne, true, and (all of human Interest.