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THE STORY OF LIFE ;
Say , wn it Is Hfol ' 'TIs to be born ; A helpless babe to , greet the light \Vithahbnrpwail , astt tho-morn Foretold a cloudvnoen and night ; To weep , to sleep , nnd weep again , With sunny smiles between and then ! And then apacotbo infant grows ' To ho a laughing , sprightly boy , Happy , despite his little woes , "Were he but consdoas of his Joy ! To bo , In short , from two to ten ; Amerry , moody child and then ? And then In coat and trousers clad , To learn to say the decalogue , And nrcukit , an unthinking lad , "With mirth and mischief all agog , A truant oft by field and fen , Ana capture butterflies ? And then , increased in strength and siz . To bo , auon , a youth full grown , The hero in his mother's eyes , AVOUCR Apollo in his own ; To imitate the ways of men In fashionable sin and then ? And then , at last to bo a man , To fall in love , to woo and wed 1 With seething brain to scheme and plan To gather gold or toil for bread ; To trie for fame , with tongue and pen , And gain or lose the prize a'nd then ? And then in gray and wrinkled old , To mourn the speed of life's decline ; To praise the scones our youth behold , And dwell in memory of lang syne ; To dream awhile with darkened ken , To drop into the grave and then ? [ John G. Saxo. ON THE UTTER. "So Vane is at his old tricks agaii If I were that girl's father or brother , should be inclined to express my opii ion of his tactics verv strpngly. " ' "Is that Mies Ellio'tt P I have notice I- - aim by her side more than half th evening but , if I may judge from th lady's expression , his attentions are nc otherwise than acceptable. " "Splendidly handsome girl , isn' she ? Alice Hargreaves , the new beautj is not a patch upon her in my opiti ion. " "Handsome enough for these wh admire that style great eastern eye and Juno-like figure. For my own par I prefer something softer and nior feminine. " "So apparently did Vane yfesisrda ; morning. He was sitting in the parl under Mrs. Fairfax's parasol for eve an hour and a half. How a proud gir like Blanche Elliot can stand such ai open rivalry passes my comprehension. ' t "Mrs. Fairfax ? The widow of Jacl Fairfax , of the artillery ? " "Even o Nina Forrester that was You must remember her , Graham : pretty little fair-haired thing who look ; as if a puff of wind would blow hoi away. She is awfully well off Jacl took good care of that , poor old chap ! And really she looks hardly more thai a child still , though she has" little girl as pretty as herself , over five year : old. " "And she is flirting with young Vane you say ? " "Flirting ! She is the veriest little flirt in England. Her villa at Twicken ham is a paradise for that kind oi amusement. Sloping lavn down tc the river boat always read strawber ries and cream and a pretty little host ess so charmed to see you if you run down far a breath of fresh air on a hot afternoon. She has been up in town this week , staying with her brother , but was to go home yestarday. During this last speech Colonel Gra- hame's attention had been chiefly be stowed upon JMiss Elliot and the coun tenance of the man who is so assidu ously bending over her. It is a very good-looking face a face which one of Sir Reginald Vane's dog- loving friends has sometimes likened tea a Gordon setter , with dark , lustrous eyes and delicate profile and if there are weak lines marring the mouth and chin , they are concealed by the black silky mustache which covers both. He is a popnlar man , 'especially with the svomen , who easily learn to call him -"Reggie , " and smile over the rather which have free-and-easy compliments A charm of their own when uttered in that IOTV musical mnrnmr. In fact , a -drawing-room pet of the nineteenth century , such as one meets with here zand there in the course of every season. Of a very different type is Leslie Gra hame , the man \vho standing in the doorvvay , has been listening to the care less remarks of a gossiping acquain tance. Of Scottish descent and with a niiigpil cast of features common to that nation , he might , except for his com manding height , pass unnoticed in the crowd "resembled at Lady Hethering- ton's "At Home : " But probably , on Aldershot field-day , a spectator would pick out the cavalry officer who sits on fcis boras so gallantly ( though three fingers of his bridle hand are gone , and he. is fain to wind the charger's reins around his wrist ) aa an object of curi osity For do not other medals besides those so lately won in Egypt decorate his breast , and is there not some danger ' 'in client and natural to attract your a tention although it is rather wonde ful for Colonel Greshamo to cond eceud to notice any one. His head usually in the clouds- " "Helooks out of place hero , and 1 feels it. See he is 'sloping off , ' as yc say. Grahame I remember the nann a V. C. , is he not ? " "Just so. A great hero in his waj but not a very amusing companion j ordinary life. I only know him t sight , however. But tell me once mon when and where am I to BOO yc again ? " Mis- Elliot was playing with her fai and contrives with it to hide the cole that for a moment overspreads her fac at this question. As she remains silent ho repeats more eagerly. "You uimw'niy hours I always rid in the evening this hot weather 5 to I shall probably do so to-morrow. " "To-morrow ? " Vane's handsoir face betrays evident disturbance. " am afraid 1 shall be out of town. Ver provoking an old engagement with relation. " "Why stoop to prevarication. Si Reginald ? " Blanche lias risen now , an her dark eyes are flashing. "You ar your own master. See , mamma i beckoning to me. Good-night. Yo will find it cool and pleasant on th river to-morrow. " And with this parl ing shot she is gone ; leaving Van looking decidedly foolish , and , what i worse , unpleasantly conscious that h is looking so. " ! " ho h "By George soliloquized , as lit a cigar during his -walk to the club "How savage she can look when sh pleases ! let I don't know but that admire her all the more a flare-u ] shows off those magnificent eyes am the very iact of jealousy betrays an in terest in my moTerne'nts. Still , th widow is decidedly pretty and I hav been down on my luek lately and sadl1 * need a windfall. And I really heliev she is fond of me , dear little soul ! " And Sir Reginald Vane's reflection : not leading him to any satisfactory con elusion , the next afternoon fiuds him a Waterloo , taking a return ticket t < Twickenham. Five minutes' wait from the railroac station brings him to.a. . . charming little rillft , with green lawn sloping down tc -he river , while from beneath a weep- ng ash a dainty little figure , emerging 'rom the depth of a ohaise lounge , ionics with hand extended to meet him ! In her cool , white , summer draper- es , and with the flickering sunbeams ighting up her great childish blue eyes uid waves of pale golden hair , Airs. Fairfax is as pleasant an object as anj nan's eye could rest upon. So Reggie irraue thinks , as , with a sigh and mur- uur of satisfaction , he biaks upon a ieat by her side , takes off his hat and iclps himself uninvited from the fra- rrant pile of strawberries in the basket iearat hand. "Frightfully hot in London , is it lot ? " asks his hostess sympathetically. 'Even here Queenie and 1 have been tble to do nothing but'lounge about in he shade and eatstrawbevries. Where the child ? " 3 , by-thu-by A tiny counterpart of herself , giving iromise of even greater beauty , hero omes up and presents a tiny hand to fane ; but when he attempts to kiss ler she shakes her yellow curls over ier face and struggled away. "Why , Queenie. what have I done ? " ie asks , half offended , yet too languid 0 go in pursuit of the baby coquette. The mother's silvery laugh rang out lorrily. "You forgot to take away the rose he gave you when you were last here , fever mind , Queenie , you must for- ive him. now. " "And wont't you bring me another 1 token of pardon ? " as the rosebud louthmeets his half reluctantly , 'ueenie ' hesitates , but finally conquered y that winning voice and smile , goes ff in pursuit of the desired gift. "And now. Monsieur , " says the little oman , leaning back on her cushions , ad surveying the visitor through the , rge innocent blue eyes , "how has the orld been using you since last xveinet ? ome , , give an account of yourself , fhere wore you last night ? " "Dined at the St. Elmos' . Stupid fair , and intolerably hot and no one orth speaking to. " "Miss Elliot was not there ? " this in careless little tone of inquiry. "No. I took in one of the girls of e house , who had not two words to y for herself. " "And who left the field open for your oqiience ! Come , Reggie , don't be oas ; take some more strawberries. I ant you to amuse me now you are ire. Where did you go afterwards ? " "To a 'couple of stupid crushes ally a barbarous institution in this jather. Lady Hetherington's rooms ire tolerably cool , however. "And you enjoyed yourself there ? is.hardly like you to honor an even- 9f rout when there is no dancing un- ss some special attraction tempted u. " "And how could that bo when you ; re at Twickenham ? " "Well meant , my friend , but hardly gracefully expressed as I should have pected from yon. Queenie , darling , n in to usk why they don't bring i" "Here it comes1 anC confound it ! other visitor. Why cannot that but- of yours learn discretion ? " ' 'Because I prefer to exercise my rn , " replies Mrs. Fairfax. And the tie figure is drawn up , and the baby je takes un expression for a moment iich warns Vane he has gone too far. "Who would have thought , " hetnur- irs into his beard , "that the little cat could show such claws ? " I ssy Meanwhile Mrs. Fairfax hiis risen i d moves forward to receiveJier guest. ; The servant mumbles a name * whii she does not catch , and she lifts h pretty appealing eyes in some perple ity to the stranger's face. Something she reads in that grav bronzed countenance brings back o memories recalling a time long pas ed away , before poor Jack Fairfax we her with his hasty , impetuous tale love before she had , as it were , leapt suddenly from childhood into the gla and excitement of a spoiled beautj life. Nor is the dream dispelled win the visitor speaks , unconsciously softe ing his deep tones with the gentleno he would have used in addressing child. "You have not forgotten me , Mr Fairfax ? I do not wonder it is yea since wo met ; and " "No , noM she suddenly cried , with joyous clap of he.r hands. "You ai Captain Grahame my playfellow i long ago. I remember you quite wol but BO much has happened since the ; days " "I know , ' " he answered , geatl ; wondering whether the shadow in hi blue eyes is caused by Jack's memor or aa ho looks at the handsome yoiui fellow so evidently at homo in th garden by Jack's" chosen SUCCOSHO And then the two men glare at or another , after the fashion common t Englishmen when they meet for t ! first time , and are uncertain whether t be on friendly terms or to fly at eac other's throats. "Sir Reginald Vno captain uo , is colonel now , surely ? I thought . o- Uolonol Grahame. " And while a sti bow is exchanged she proceeds to pot aut the tea. . Vane renews his attentions t Queenio , but she from some pervert instinct of coquetry bestows all he favors upon the colonel , whose grav ispect would hardly prove attractive t children in general. Yet it melts int i kindly smile as , lifting the little on ipon his knee , he glances from her face , o that of her mother , older o'nly b ionie eighteen years , and recalls th lays when Nina Forrester had sat a tonlidingly on the knee of the sh ; roung cornet. "You will let me scull you up th < iver , Mrs. Fairfax ? " says Vane , as b mts down his tea-cup. "I have no orgotten" ( here his voice takes a mon ender inflection ) "our last expeneuci 0 Hampton Court. " Mrs. Fairfax looks doubtfully towan ier other guest , who somewhat stiflii ibserves : "Don't let me be auy hin iranco to your plans. Or perhaps yet rill allow me to take an oar in youi ervice ? " Vane's face darkens , but the widov laps her hands and answers , gaily 'Capital ' ! It would really have beet ard work for one alone in this boat. ' So Queenie runs to fetch her mother's at , but at the last moment finds the harms of a favorite kitten's societj resistible , and selects to remain on jrra firina herself. Vane pulls stroke , and the boat glides nioothly away from the Emerald bank nd out into the glossy expanse ol ater , amid scores of others gayly la- en with a similar freight , and looking 3 if playing their part in some holiday ; ene. "This has been very hard on me , " turmurs Nane , so that his words are idible to the fair steerer only. "My leasant afternoon all spoiled bo- mse " "Because you are a foolish , self- illed boy , " answers the little woman , ho albeit some four years his junior , ) metimes likes to play at maternal rs. "Come , shake off your fit of the lues ! Be agreeable , and stay and ine with us. " "With us ? Are you goLag" ( very w ) "to invite that fellow , too ? " "Certainly I am. He is one of my jry oldest friends" ( "old enough ! " uinbles Vane ) "and I have not seen m for years. We 'have heaps of ings to say to one another. " "Then ou will certainly get through em better uninterrupted , " says Sir sginald , in a spiteful sotto voice , lien aloud : "I am awfully sorry , rs. Fairfax , but I have just remem- ired that I am to dine out to-night. I 1 afraid I shall have to ask you tend nd rue at Surbiton , so that I can get ime by train. Steer more to the rht , please ; you are running us into at barge , " "What are you growing nervous ? " d again that sweet , clear laugh rings fc , and Vane grinds his teeth as ho ; ls , rather than sees , that a grim die is overspreading the face behind n. n.When When Surbiton is reached at length scarcely attempts to disguise his ref - f as he springs ashore. "Good-byo ! Many thanks , Mrs. Fair- c. I may come over again , soon. " "If you like only it is best to give j notice beforehand , asl might be in ndon for the day. But , yes , come len you like. Any day this week , " 'tening as she sees his face fall. The colonel's luavy mustache has stained sundry pulls during this ool- [ iiy , and his face is a shade graver in usual as he steps into the vacant it and possesses himself of both oars- d with a vigorous stroke the boat is se more in motion , the -widow's eye the first time lights upon the maimed t hand , and she exclaims in dismay : 'When how did this happen ? " ' 'In South Africa long ago. Dent afraid. My sculling may be Bome- at clumsy , but I will promise to get a home in due course of time. " 'Oh , I was not thinking of myself. t does it not hurt yon ? -1 am sorry id not know before Sir Reginald left Or btav could I help vou , I won- ? ' ' 'With these tiny hands of yours ? , no , i ttui yetting on perfectly well ; but give that eteam'launch more spue or we shall get a tossing after she h passed. " A silence follows , during which bo1 are busy with their own reflection When Mrs. Fairfax lifts hur eyts to h companion's face it is so grave that si exclaims in wonder : "I was going to say , A penny fi your thoughts , ' but from the expre sion of your countenance yours mu be weighty enough to be worth mor Won't you be generous and impu them gratis ? " Ajlong pause , during which she leai " over the"side of the boat and idly du ! bles one hand in the water. "Take care , " he says , warningl ; "you will lose your rings. " "I have none on that hand except and she takes the little white fingei out of the water and gazes half sad ! on the thick gold band Jack's wei ding riiie : placed there six years ag < ana only eighteen months befoi Jack's own honest heart was still an cold. cold.Leslie Leslie Grahame is looking at it als < and somehow the sight nerves him t the next words he has to say. "It is a long time since we met , is not ? I was riding with poor Juc when he bought that ring , and a fe1 days later I had orders for India , an so I missed the wedding. But I did IK forget my old friend or his bride- nor , " he adds more.gently , "did I foi get you when sadder news reached m Poor Jack , " he says , dreamily , hi thoughts busy with the boy friend < his youth , and in a manner forgettin that he is speaking to that friend' widow ; "so young , so open-hearto and generous. " "All that and more , " she says quick ly ; "he was too good for this eold hard world. Ah me , to-- think tha Jack , who was BO strong , should hav been taken and lit tie left me to face lif alone. " "You haye your child. " Uncon eciously his tone has grown ft littl stern again. "Darling Queenie ! Yea. But ij 5 lull sometimes , and one wants soui sne to consult to lea on. " "And you think you find that Bonn 3iie in Reginald Vane ? " Ho is sorry the next moment nftor t < lave blurted out the words , but it is to < ate to recall them. She flushes : jlanoo at him , and ho meets it steadily jxpectiug to be assailed with a torrun ) f feminine wrath , but is taken bad it meeting instead a sudden burst o o ears. "Mrs. Fairfax what a brute I am orgive me. I have lived so luuchalom .hut I have fallen into a dreadfid luioil if speaking my thoughts aloud. " "But how came you to have stzcl houghts ? " "Could I help it ? Only last night 1 icard your names coupled together by ho voice of common gossip , and to-dij lave i not seen some coufirmntiou ol he report ? And I would not presume 0 find fault , though I was once not nly Jack's friend , but almost a rough Ider brother to you in the forgotten ays of long ago " "Not forgotten , " murmurs a stilled oice ; "only I wondered why you never ame to see inc. " "It was best not. I Jack loved ud trusted me his mentor as he used 3 call me , poor boy ! But now now , Tina , I cannot but think of the old days hen I see you about to take an irre- ievable step with one whom I cannot link worth } ' " "You are jealous ! Our grave colo- el actually condescending to such reakness ? And pray , may I ask , what lakes you think Sir Reginald Vane un orthy I don't say ot little me but f any good thing that the world can estow ? " "His dishonorable conduct towards aother woman. Forgive me , Nina eaven knows I would sooner bite my mgue out than say it but he is play- is : a double part in this , making up to iu for fortune , while his hrart what 3 has to give belongs to Aliss Elliot , saw him by her side last night. I atched the looks and signs tha't passed Jtween them , and I speak solemn nth when I say that I believe he has on that poor girl's affections , and that sober earnest he care's for her. And > w that I have said my say , and ought a cloud over the face I hsive connected with heaven's ways sun- line , I will go my way , only asking at , as time softens your anger , you ill try to think a Ijtlle kindly of uie. ere is your landing place. " And he pulls the boat into the tiny eek , and resting on his oars waits lor T to spring ashore and give him his lal dismissal. But Nina does not ove. Her head is bent down and so ershadowed by her that ho cannot ad the expression of her faintly flush- face. It seems an age to him before vhe si- j ice is broken. At- last "Did you ways think me a dreadful flirt ? " He is startled snd taken unawares bv 3 appealing tone. Fain would he swer a reassuring negative , butmem- ies of the old days again ri&e before ! 1 mind visions of the sweet little lymate grown suddenly inio anx1 ting , vain piece ol wominhood of or Jack's alteinate raptures and spair in the days of his brief , ill-c-m- _ ered courtship and the truth , the idingstar of Leslie Grahame's nu- e , compois him to answer : 'I don't think you could help it ne women are formed to be the tor- : nt of every man who conies near ! m it was your nature to be sweet il lovable. " 'And now I am grown older and rder and care only for admiration , so it I could stoop to pick up a heart it belongs of right to another woman. , Leslie , you thought this ! " I "By heaven , ,1 did you inji cries the oolorel , in a burst of self-re proach. "I've been insulting yon all this time and you have bornu it like aa angel just as youused to be in the old day when I was a big unmanly boy , and tyranizod over you like the ruffian I was. " "And I liked you through it all. " This was spoken 'very softly. "Nina , Nina , do not drive mo mad. You can do it you always could I went away years ago because I knew you cared for Jock. ' * r "You did ? " "Was I not right ? You would never have chosen me the grave , stem Scotchman , fifteen years your senior , in preference to that bright , sunny- hearted lad. And now don't think , dear , that I have come back to harass you. I would not have seen you to day , but that I could not boar to leave you unwarned of the gossip afloat. But now that you know , your woman's wit and your own brave little heart will prove yonr beat defense. Good-bye , Nina. Say once ih it yon forgive mo as you used to loii r : igo. " "Leslie ! " It is well that the drooping branches of a weeping willow have made a sc- eluded litllo bo > vor of the landing place ; well , too , that the garduer , coming down to moor the boat , does not arrive a minute sooner , or his as- Umished eytw might have seen whut Qiieenie afterwards mysteriously re ports : "My mammie crying , and Colonel nel Grahame comforting her , as mam- iiiie does when I tumble down , holding : ier hand on his shoulder and stroking : ier hair. " For Leslie Grahame's long-repressed talc of love lias been spoken at last , and the little playfellow of early days the prize which he gave up in bitter 3elf-denial to liis boy friend has whis- lered to him the "yes , " which , had ie bfvjn more far-sighted , might have > oen spoken long ago and have spared am years of self-indicted exile. . .iO * Susan B. Anthony. IVuttitiXfrtoii i otu-r to the CliicaRO Journal. The ever-hopeful Susan B. Anthony lontinues to . hope. She is here , witi. ler home at the Riggs house , watching ivery movement of congress , with an ; ye single to the prize woman suf- lage. And she believes that she will jet it perhaps not that she herself will ; et it , but that the agitation which she ms so long led will sooner or later > nngr Buffratre to the women of this sountry. "We are gaining every ear , ' ' she said , as she sat in he parlor at the Rigge , and alked of her hopes and years of work 0 your correspondent ; "we arc gain- ng strength every year , and we are go ng to triumph by-and-by. Women ote in eleven states , on ucrthiu sub- fi-fcs now , and have the full right of uffrage in three of the territories. But hat is not all. We are gaining trength in congress , where our hope nrtlfe remedy prompts us to moat nxiously ook. Ami after all the ill-natured things hat have been said about Miss An- hony , he is not half go unhandsome as lie remarks themselves. True she is ot L-ingtry for beauty. She does not , vidently , make any pretensions to per- [ > nal beauty. She is rather tall , rather ngular , rather unfortunate in having a ecidcd "cost , " in the right eye , rather ast the age whea personal beauty is io-jt likely to be at its highest stage of evelopmont , rather old-fashioned in er personal habits. She was very eatly dressed in a well-fittinsr and itely cut black satin , trimmed" with \rc. hice , with the propei' amount of jiflingand fluting and flummery of this > rt to proclaim her a woman in spite 1 all the unkind eJforts of unkind riters to the contrary. The pretty > ot which peeped from beneath the ilds of the ? atin dress , as she talked ithusiatically of her hopes and sadly : her fears , was not the smallest that is been seen in Washingtcgj , but it was i small that many ladies with much eater pretensions to personal attruc- nns than Mi = s Anthony could never ear it. inta Glaus Visiting the Dug-Onts. > r. Haptlnsf .foureaL t Out he line of the St. Paul branch f : the Union Pacific are several fr.milies | ring in sod houses to whom Santa J lius prompted "the boys" who run * e passenger train to pay their re- iec"s on Christmiis day. On the down in at each one of these lowly dwell- \ gs the train was halted and the gfca- 1 br.g-gaire master , laden with pack- " - * : IH of eonfectionary , toys and nuta , irriedly made them a call and ijave v < * eh child a full supply ; in some In- mces : i second load hud to be taken i * at all n.-ight have a supply. The irse for all this was made up by Con- iclor Frank William's crew ami was pt a ppcret until the distribution be- .n. Many of the passengers would rully have contributed to the fund , d they been allowed ; and so great , * ui thi-ir satisfaction at the pleasure it ve the sterling little homesteaders , althousrh the train has ample tiino % r such brief delays , they tronld iher have missed the connce ion at and Island than the scenes they wit- wed. To say that that crew -will ve warm hearts to greet them in their ily trips past these dug-outs would ' p'utting it too mildly. Hie christening of an infant Arch- chess of Austria occurred lately , e fact came by cable. The name of ; royal infant "will be sent over by jiniw as soon as the royal secrej s get it. copied. \n Indiana family that uses hliick to . ni'S- ' th'-y are in mourning , nre prob- iy as sincere mourners as thnn rls iy wore crape on their hats. ii.