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godnd by a Spell
I did not meet my reverend master
Until the next morning at prayers. After
prayers, he went through the process of
examining the boys. What a vile mass
of hjpocrisy nil this seemed to me by
the new lights that had broken upon me.
Judith was not present. I felt that my
manner was embarrassed, and 1 could
Dot endure to meet his eye. He re
marked upon my pallid look*; I had not
slept a wink all night. He asked rather
sharply. "What ailed me?"
"1 have a headache; I had a bad
night's rest last night." I stammered.
"Oh! we will soon set that nil right;
you shall breakfast with me this morn-
Ing. A cup of strong green tea will
■con kill the headache."
At the table I was treated more like
a guest than even a member of the fam
ily, lie himself handed to the the good
tilings, pressing me to eat and drink of
ell. Martha, who was waiting, could
scarcely contain her wonderment.
"You have taken my place well dur
ing my absence," he said, in a fawning
tone. "I am only just beginning to
discover the treasure 1 have iii you. Oh,
what a blessing it is to know that the
seed I have sown will yield no goodly a
harvest! Well, I am getting old, find
shall soon want a supporter and com
forter. All, if I had such a son! Hut
I must not repine, for 1 am blessed with
the best of daughters? You two must
be brought more together than you have
been, for you are a goodly pair."
lie was in a rhapsody of hypocrisy,
lie drew his chair close to mine and took
fciy hand. We were alone now; he had
desired Martha to leave the room.
"Have you ever noticed Judith, Silas?
A fine girl, though I say it, and gifted
with that beauty which to young blood
la more attractive even than the beau
ty of the spirit. If she were to go forth
Into the sinful world she would have
scores of lovers, and the children of the
heathens would flock to ask her hand in
marriage. But such is neither my wish
nor hers; I would see her bound in the
holy bands of wedlock to some sober,
pious youth. I would not ask of him the
goods of Mammon, nor covet for my
child either gold, or jewels, or fine linen,
or silken raiment; for what is all that
compared to that peace of the soul which
passeth all understanding?"
I know not what answer I made, or
even whether I made any. to these cun
ning speeches, and others that followed
in the same strain, At last, with many
blessings,/ that sounded in my ears like
bills-, '"he dismissed me to the school
room. To get away from his hideous
hypocrisy* was like emerging from the
fetid atmosphere of a sick room into
the pure air of heaven. Business which
had accumulated during his absence kept
him from home all day, and until late
In the evening.
A., soon as my school duties we're fin
ished, 1 went into the grounds—l could I
not bear to be in the house —and sat |
there until Martha came oat to call me
In to tea.
"Why, whatever is the matter with
you, Master Silas?" she naked. "You
look as white as n ghost! Are you ill?"
"Oh. no, Martha! I have a headache
"Master Silas," said Martha, "there's
something wrong with yousomething's
preying on your mind. Why was muster
so awful civil to you this morning? Don't
think I'm asking these Questions out of
curiosity. Master Silas, you're as inno
cent as a lamb! That man—or any
body else, for the matter of that* -could
get you to do anything— get you into
goodness knows what trouble. And murk
my words, he's a regular bad 'un! Don't
you be led away by him! lie's no good
to you or anybody else!
"Don't talk like that to me, Martha,"
I cried, bursting Into tears. "You must
not ask me questions —indeed, you must
"Poor boy! what have they done to
you." she said, half to herself. "Well, I
don't want to pry into your secrets," she
Went on; "but if 1 can help you with
advice, or in any other way, don't be
atraid to ask me."
"Heaven bless you, Martha, I won't!"
I cried, throwing my arms round her
neck, and kissing her. "It is not my
secret, or 1 would tell you all!"
How contemptible nil this will rend
to men of the world —a youth of nearly
nineteen, to depend upon a woman's de
fense rather than upon his own courage!
From that cowardly thought, as such
men will phrase it, 1 began to derive a
little secret comfort.
The next day Judith appeared at din
ner, for the first time during Beveral
weeks. She looked exceedingly ill. Mr.
Porter's manner to me was marked by
the ingratiating demeanor that shudder
ing)) suggested, the idea of a cunning
hyena luring me into his den for the
sake of making a meal of my body.
When the cloth was removed Judith rose
to leave the room, and no persuasions,
winks or signs from her father could in
duce her to remain. «
"Ah, Silas, what a treasure she Is!"
he said, with a hypocritical sigh, as the
door closed behind her. "Her dear moth
er, who is now no more, left her to me
as a precious token of holy love." ''
lie passed his handkerchief across his
*yes. He little thought what I had over
"With such a treasure and a stainless
conscience, what should a pious young
man want in this valley of sin? 11 he
cried, in an enthusiasm of self-plauda
"What, indeed?" I murmured, perceiv
ing that he expected some answer from
D'l. - «; .... --* ,
"True! —what, indeed?" he echoed.
"Yes, one thing he wants ere he departs
for the regions of the electto see the
earthly happiness of that treasure se
cured. Have you noticed how ill Judith
has been looking lately?"
I answered that I observed she looked i
•'Something on the mmd —something j
on 'the mind, and 1 think I've found out
what it is. Girls will he girls, you know.
There's many a fine fellow would give
the eyes out of his head to be in jour
shoes. Well, I am quite content; she's
quite content; and I'm sure you must be
quite content; so there's nothing more
to be said in the matter, and the sooner
the affair is settled off-hand, the better."
The reverend gentleman was becoming
very repulsive. For a time, 1 could not
understand his meaning; at last, it be
gan to dawn upon —he actually meant
to infer that Judith was in love with
me, What an idiot he must have thought
me! And yet, without the key his con
versation with his daughter had given,
might I not, in my simple trust of his
truth, have believed? I shame to say,
that I fear I might But knowing what
1 did, I felt positively sick at the nause
ous hypocrisy and falsehood of the man.
He paused, rubbed his hands, then
brushed back his hair, chuckled and
waited for me to speak. What could I
do —what could I say? Must I yield to
this man's inclinations without a stmg
gle? Did ho suspect that I knew might
of his secrets, what might he not do to
me? Kill me—imprison me for life! In
stinctively I felt that he would pause at
nothing to secure his own ends. I must
say something. To his proposition, or
rather to his inuendoes, I could make no
reply. I would evade the questiontry
to turn the subject. As a matter of
course, I said the thing which above all
tthers I ought not to have said.
"Did you hear anything about my
friends while you were iv the city?"
Had a thunderbolt fallen at his feet it
'ould not more suddenly have changed
lis whole demeanor. He pushed buck
iis chair with a start; and such a look
if lii ice inquiry came into his face, such
i savage twinkle came into his ayes, that
! felt sure he was going to strike me
lown upon the spot. The words were
scarcely off my lips before I was con
icioua of the irretrievable blunder I had
"What do you mean?" he cried, men
"Did you not say you intended to make
further inquiries when you went to the
city\?" I faltered. .
"Not to you. Have you been lister*
1 could feel the telltale blod rush into
my face at the question. "E\er since
you were speaking to me on the subject,
I have thought of nothing else," 1 cried,
In the same faltering voice.
"Look here. Master Silas; what's the
meaning of this behavior? There's some
thing up—l know there is, by your man
ner. Don't attempt to humbug me, be
cause it won't do. Or is it that you
are such a thorough-paced idiot that you
don't understand the drift of what I've
been saying? I'll satisfy myself upon
that point by and by. In the meanwhile,
I'll speak a little plainer. I mean you
to marry my daughter. To this you can't
possibly make any objection, as all the
sacrifice Is on my side and hers. Now
come, what do you say to that?"
Now that he had thrown oft' the mnsk,
and spoken more plainly, I felt, for the
first time in my life, something like
courage to oppose him. "I know that I
possess no advantages to entitle mo to
such a match, but I am too young to
marry," 1 said, with some little firm
"1 am the best judge of that," he an
"Hut I have no wish to marry." ,
"What!'' ho exclaimed, furiously. "Do
you mean to say that you've the impu
dence to refuse my daughter?"
Then followed a string of invectives
and opprobrious epithets that I need not
repeat. He literally foamed at the
"You shall smart for this insult!" he
went on, wiping the perspiration from
his face. "You shall go down upon
your knees and beg my pardon for this,
and pray with all your heart and soul
for whit you've just refused!"
With these words, and casting a ma
lignant look upon me, he hurried out of
1 sank into a chair, literally stupefied
and overwhelmed.' But even the faint
resistance that 1 had made inspired mo
with new confidence. I felt that 1 vas
no longer a school boy, but verging on
manhood; that it was cowardly and dis
graceful to yield a slavish obedience
against my conscience to such a man
as he had now shown himself. Tho first
resolution 1 formed consequent upon this
better and firmer state of mind was that
I would make a clean breast to Martha
of nil I knew, and then be guided by
her superior worldly wisdom as to what
I had better do. Feeling much relieved,
I went up to the school room to super
intend the afternoon tasks.
The day's work was done, and I went
down iuto the kitchen to have my tea
and my confidential talk with Martha.
In this last intention, however, 1 was
doomed to be disappointed. Her master
had entrusted her with certain commis
sions that obliged her at once to set out
for, Bury. So 1 was left alone. As
soon as I had finished my solitary meal,
I wandered down to the bottom of the
orchard. Lying down in the shadow of
I • !ar*« pe*r tree, I booh fo»got my tfon
! Behind the high, thick hedge at my
back lay the extremity of the front gar
den. I was disturbed in the midst of
my meditations by the sound of voices.
Their owners were walking in the gar
den, and presently I could hear their
footsteps close behind me. For the sec
ond time I became an involuntary eaves
dropper. Cowering still closer to th«
earth, I caught their words.
"I tell you, Judith, he knows some
thing! I believe he's been listening!"
1 heard Mr. Sorter sny.
"He has nor the brains or the cour
age!" she answered scornfully. "He's
simply, a fool!"
"Why, then, should he ask me such a
question, and follow it up by stammer
ing that I had told him? I intended do
ing so before I went away; I certainly
did intend doing so, but I never mention
ed it even to you. Besides that, there's
been a great change in him during these
few days back. Instead of being grnte
ful, as he always was before, for any lit
tle indulgence, he seems to shrink from
it and from me. too!" Then he added
quickly, as though a sudden idea hnd
■track him, "Where was he the night
that I came back? If I remember, we
held nil our talk in the parlor, with the
window wide open, and you didn't speak
in very low tones."
An exclamation broke from Judith.
The footsteps paused close behind me. I
feared they would hear the violent teat
ing of my heart.
"Stop!" she cried. "That reminds me!
Not a quarter of an hour before you
returned he was clipping a bush in front
of that window. 1 saw him from my
There was an ominous pause; in my
mind's eye I could picture their looks
"Why did you not tell me this?" said
Mr. Porter, in a troubled voice.
"I never thought of it until this in
stant," she answered. "I was too eager
to hear your news, to think of him."
"If he heard all that passed In that
room, he knows enough to utterly de
stroy us. We are completely in his pow
er. More than that, I have given him a
clue that may lead to profitable discov
eries for himself."
"And my humiliation known to that
contemptible cur! Oh, heavens! 1 cannot
*urvive it!" she cried, passionately.
"Silence!" said her father, in a f-tern
voice. "This is no time for raving; this
must be seen to at once. We must not
lose a moment. To question him in the
usual way is useless. We must resort
to the other this very night. Until we
find out what he really does know, we
can't tell what to do. That once known,
L shan't want much consideration."
"Where is he now? Have you seen
him lately?" ,
"I heard him leave the boys' room at
5 o'clock. I have not seen or heard him
"Go and see where he is at once; he
might have left the house while we are
In an instant I heard them hurrying
towards the house. 1 sprang to my feet,
ran across the oraWrd into the kitchen
garden, rushed into the summer house,
laid my book upon the table, and rest
ing my head upon my hands, assumed fin !
attitude of attentive study. My breath
came short and thick, and my breast
was heaving when I heard my master's
hasty footsteps upon the path.
lie began in a bully tone; then be
thinking him that he was betraying him
self, stopped short. The expression of
my face evidently disconcerted him.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
evidently not knowing what to say to
cover his blunder.
"I usually come here of an evening to
read," I said quietly. "I never heard
you object to it before."
"Oh, it isn't that; but get the boys in
at once," he said.
"Very well, sir." I closed my book,
and wont to find the boys; my master ad
vancing in the same direction, that he
should not lose sight of me. I felt that
from that moment a constant watch
would be set upon me.
I led the boys into the house, and up
into the school room. But the prayer
that was in my heart and on my lips
were not in unison with that which
sounded on my ears. I was praying to
escape from that dreadful house. 1 had
taken the desperate resolution that I
would not pass another night beneath
The boys were dismissed to bed half
an hour earlier than usual. 1 was going
down to the kitchen when Mr. Porter
"I've some work for you, Silas. Fold
and put these tracts into envelopes, and
direct them; I'll give you the list of
names. You can carry pen and ink, and
your desk, into your own room, and do
lie gave me a pile of papers, which I
carried into my room, and then fetched
the desk and writing materials, he watch-
Ing me nil the time. I wont in, and shut
the door; then I heard him walk away,
I did not touch my work, but sut down
upon the side of the lied, and tried to
think how 1 could get awny. 1 h;id no
money —l kuew nothing of the roads;
but better to starve, to die under a hed^re
than remain in that mini's power. If i
could only g*t *ive minutes' talk with
Martha, she would help me—would per
haps direct me where to go.
(To be continued.)
The Koply Unhappy.
"Edwin, am I the first woman you
have ever loved?' she suddenly asked
him when h« was measuring her linger
for th« ring.
"Yes, Mamie," he blurted out, being
somewhat disconcerted; "the others
were only girls."—Woman's Home
IL H. Ballard, just 51 years old, ia
president of the Aj?assiz association,
which has 1,000 branches. He organ
ized the association in 1875, and baa
been its head ever since.
HISTORY OF THE ANCHOR.
Chain Cables Regan to Superaede the
Hempen One* In 1881,
The ships' anchors in general use,
up to the beginning of the last cen
tury, consisted of n long, round 'ron
shank, having two comparHtively
short, straight arms, or flukes, inclined
to the shank at an angle of about 40
degrees nnd meeting it In n somewhat
sharp point at the crown. In large
anchors the bulky wooden stock was
built up of several pieces, hooped to
gether, the whole tapering outward to
the ends, especially on the aft or cable
side. About the beginning of the last
century a clerk iii Plymouth naval
yard, i'erlng by name, .suggested cer
tain Improvements, the most Important
of which was making tin 1* arms curved
instead of straight. At first sight this
■imple change may seem of little value,
but consideration will show that this is
not the case, says the Philadelphia
Ledger, The holding power of an an
chor depends on two principal condi
tions —namely the extent of useful
holding surface and the amount of ver
tical penetration. The latter quality
is necessary on account of the nature
of ordinary sea bottoms, the surface
layers of which are .generally less tena
cious and resisting than is the ground
a short distance below.
In the year ISISI chain cables began
to supersede the hempen ones, with
the result tlmt the long shanked an
chore hitherto in vogue were no longer
necessary, and anchors with shorter
shanks and with heavier ami stronger
crowns gradually came into use. In
consequence of those changes a com
mission was appointed in the year 1888
to inquire into the holding power of
anchors, and a principal result of their
labors was the adoption of the so
called admiralty pattern anchor, which
continued to be used in the navy up
to the year 1880. The invention of
the steam hammer in 1842 made the
welding of heavy masses of Iron a
comparatively easy and reliable proc
ess, so that from this time onward the
strength of anchors fully kept pace
-with that of the chain cables which
had come into general use.
A number of patents for anchors
were taken out prior to the great exhi
bition of 1861, and public attention
having been called to the models there
shown, in the following year a com
mittee was appointed by the admiralty
to report on the qualifications of an
chors of the various kinds. Practical
trials were then instituted and us a
result Trotman'a anchor took the high
est place. Rodger's anchor being sec
ond on the list. Some of the tests to
which the anchors were submitted
were of doubtful value: such, for in
stance, as "facility for sweeping."
Nowadays, however, at all events for
deep ships In shallow harbors, it Is
considered an advantage for an an
chor to offer as little obstruction as
possible above the ground.
SURPRISED THE PASSENGERS.
Conductor Stopped Cnr to Help liliml
Mun Across the Street.
"Last week I saw an evidence that
the rush and hurry and feverish pro
gressiveness of the twentieth century
have not yet utterly eliminated the old
fashioned politeness of more leisurely
times," said a well-known Washington
physician. "I was in a street car, and
had noticed among the passengers an
nged blind man, an old negro, who
clearly Illustrated the harder side of
life. The old man seemed very ner
vous and worried, and every (inn. 1 the
conductor passed through the car
would pull ami tug at his coat until
the conductor would give him his at
tention, which cadi time was pleas
antly tendered. The qileslioiis could
not be heard, but it seemed generally
understood throughout the car that the
old man wished t,, !„• transferred to
another car. The conductor, in the
kindest manner, assured his blind |ias-
Benger that he would *not forget him
when the time came, and that lie
would take care of him.
"It happened the old negro was
bound for Alexandria, so when Thir
teen-and-a-half street was reached, the
conductor came into the car and told
the blind man it was time to get off,
and assisted him in doing so. When
about to pull the bell, he saw that the
sightless negro was to have a
hard time in crossing the street, but It
did not end there. Sympathy triumph
ed. To the litter amazement of the
passengers, the conductor left his car
and guided that old ne^ro across the
avenue safe to the Alexandria cur. It
wasn't a grand stand play, either, for
his breathless condition when he
reached the car proved that lie had
made up for lost time on his return to
"This is the only lnr^e pity where
the employes of n street railway would
attempt sueb a thing, and I would sug
gest that something in the nature of a
medal is in order for tht conductor.
At any rate, he shall always be hon
orably mentioned by me. and he re
ceived my hearty approbation right
then and there."—Washington Tost.
Rhubarb Alt tho Year Round.
For a new variety of rhubarb it is '
claimed that it not only fruits all the
year round, but that its flavor resem
bles a combination of die raspberry
••CHOPPING HIM DOWN."
There Is nothing that so cheers \Ae
heart of the lumt>ermau as to play a
practical Joke on one whom he calls
a "greenhorn," or, in other words, any
one unused to the ways of a lumber
ramp. One of the hnmhost and most
dangerous, although It Is the. most ad
mired, writes Charles fi. I>. Roberts,
in "Around the Camp-Fire," is known
as "chopping him down."
This means. In a word, that the
stranger in camp Is invited to climb a
tall tree to take observations or en
joy a remarkable view. No sooner
has he reached the top than two or
three vigorous axmen attack the .tree
at its base. Long before he can reach
the ground the tree begins tq topple.
As a general rule the heavy branches
so break the fall of the tree that the
victim finds himself uninjured. There
are cases, however, where men have
been crippled for life.
Mr. Roberts gives an experience of
his own which did not come out ex
actly as the lumbermen expected. lie
had climbed Into a magnificent pine
tree one day. No sooner was be two
thirds up the tree than the lumber
men set to work to "chop him down."
"I thanked them for their atten
tion," he writes, "and climbed a few
feet farther up. to secure a position
which I saw would be a safe one for
me when the tree should fall. As I
did so. I perceived, with a gasp and
a tremor, that I was not alone in the
"There, not ten feet above me,
stretched at full length along a branch,
was a huge panther. From the men
below Ills form was quite concealed.
"I laughed to myself as I thought
how my tormentors would be taken
aback when that panther should come
down among them. I decided that
there would be no more danger to
them than that to which they were
exposing me In their reckless fooling.
"The great mass of foliage made
the fall a comparatively slow one.
Then came the final thunderous crash,
and in an instant I found myself
standing in my place, jarred but un
"The next instant there was another
roar, overwhelming the laughter of
the woodsmen: and out of the pine
boughs shot the panther in a whirl
wind of fury. lie turned half-round
and greeted his enemies with one
terrific snarl, and then bounded off
into the forest at a pace which made
it idle to pursue him.
"The men seemed almost to think
thnt I hail conjureiL»iip the panther
for the occasion, ml thanked** them
most fervently for coming to my res
cue with such a whole-hearted good
will, and promised them that if ever
again I got into a tree with a pan
ther I would send for them at once."
WHERE THE GREAT WEALTH 13.
Great Riches ot France Divided Among
In France a man Is called a mil
lionaire if he is the possessor of 1,000,
--000 francs, or, in other words, has
property worth $193,000. According to
a recent computation by Le Rentier,
the French financial newspaper, there
are not 20,000 persons In France who
have that amount of property, though
there are possibly ten persons in the
country who have fortunes of $19,000,
--000 or more. All the holders of great
fortunes may easily be mentioned by
name; only about 100 persona are
worth between $2,000,000 and $10,000,
--000, and 14,000 have accumulated or
inherited property valued at from
$193,000 to $386,000. That is, France
has very few rich citizens. The
French republic has vast wealth, but
It is divided into .a vast number of
This distribution of wealth In
France Is Indicated by the facts that
in 1902 there was left by persons dy
ing property of the value of $921,000,
--! 000; but of the 363,612 inheritances dis
tributed in that year more than 300,000
consisted of sums ranging from 20
cents to $1,030. About two-thirds of
the property to be distributed was in
sums of $200 to $400. The large inher
itances, from about $50,000 to $100,000
represented only about 0.04 per cent
of the total amount, and the properly
to be divided amounting to more than
$100,000 represented less than 0.01 per
cent of the total value. If we go
through the entire field of French in
dustry we shall see that in the shop,
the factory and on the farm the man
of small means in the aggregate is the
moving lmpulso in French enterprise.
France occupies only one-eighteenth
of the surface of Europe, and its area
is only a little over one-fifteenth that
of this country, but there are as many
farm properties in little France us
there .are. In our wide domain. — New
"Yes," «aid Mr. Henpeck, "I try to
learn something every day."
"I wonder," his wife replied, "If
that's why so many people think you
don't show your age?" '< • ' . :\
In nine cases out of ten excuses do
not excuse. ,' \ ,