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WHEN LOVE ISTRUE ,
H When love In truo , no t t It needs ,
H And from uuc-h docn recoil.
In confldeneo uero town ita rooJh
And confidence the Iruitnjjo breeds ,
H And jonloiiH.v and doubts are weede
H That spring from different boil.
Bj When lore is truo , it seokH no test ,
H Nny , scornH to one imp. , c ;
HJ If rankling ears thy heart invest ,
HJ Best thou assured thy bosom's guest
HJ Ib only love in immo at liont
Anil ono o ! truo love's subtlest foes.
H When love is true , to love is right ;
HJ It is the prize of heaven
. Dropp'd in the henrt that makes it light ,
H I Tho sieve tliat si'ts the hoiiI puro white ,
I Tho God-illuinin'd beacon light
i That points tho nearest rond to Heaven.
II THE YEILeT WOMAN.
I ID * HO was she ? I had
j ifo _ Jws hcai'd of the strange
II l jjLlWx doings of a raysteri-
II * iy | Ml l OU8 wonian wu ° flifc-
I ! XsffigHHJM ? ted like a , shadow
It lili &ii * * 'irouffh ' the city's
I Slli&mwlr streets at nightfall ,
If < fW&Wu2 > eQ Bering the dwell-
Ig F0& nigs of the sick , a
II IJI VDluntary watcher
II oy the shrouded forms of the dead , a
If dark-robed folio'er of funerals. I
I j had heard of her , and confess that
It the tales told me by my garrulous
I j landlady were not greatly in her far
I j ror.
I "There's lots of mystery about that
IJ tforaan , " said Mrs. Hodges , as she
IJ poured my coffee one morning , "for
I they do say that she sees sperrits ,
I an' is never so much enjoyin' of her-
I j self as when she is sittin' up with a
li corpse. An'then that long black
II veil she wears ! They say it's a sign
13 Bhe belongs to some secret society o *
If sperrits that nobody knows nothin
II about , and they don't 'low her to
I show her face ' ' '
, though I don't 'b'leve
I the poor soul does any harm. "
I My curiosity was aroused , but
I though I plied my landlady with
I questions , Ifailed to elicit any more
| definite information regarding thi8
I Btrange woman than is contained in
f the foregoing paragraph.
But I inwardly resolved to know
more about her when I became
! better acquainted in the town. I
was never bold and curious enough
to wish for a meeting that came when
I least expected.
I had but recently arrived in the
, town ; I knew no one save my land
lady nnd the man who roomed with
1 me , and I saw the latter so seldom
that I can hardly say we were well
acquainted. The little I saw of him ,
I however , convinced me that he was
* > ' a gambler. He never confided his
\ j affairs to me , but his habit of spend-
] 4 ing his nights away from home , his ,
bouyant spirit. when he would enter
the room one morning , and the
gloom which seemed to possess him
1 the next , plainly betrayed his char
acter.
I remember that he knocked at the
I door somewhat earlier than usual one
night. I was reading and was just
prepared to retire. Without a word
he drew a chair near the fire , sat
down , nnd looking steadfast at the
I coals in the grate , seemed lost in med
itation. I rudely broke his reverie
with a question :
"Did you ever see this mysterious
woman about whom there is so much
talk , who goes in mourning and wears
a sad face the year round ? Iasked.
He frowned and seamed annoyed at
the question. "Yes , " heanswernd , "a
crazy hag that hauntsthe streets
nights , frightening little children and
furnishing old women with a theme
v for gossip over their teacups. "
- "Then there is nothing remarkable |
? v about her after all , " I said in a tone
' > ! of inquiry.
V"I don't care to discuss her , " he
- replied. "I have other things to think
% about just now. I lost § 500 to-
night. "
"In the street ? "
"I suppose so , " was the reply. It ,
amounts to the same thing. My
cursed hick was "
The sentence was unfinished. There
was a knock at the door a quick ,
excited rap , I might call it and my (
companion arose and opened it , and
I the lull , bright light from within re- ;
vealed to my astonished gaze the
black-robed form of a woman. I
leaned forward to get a glimpse of
her face , but a black veil hid it from
view. But I noticed the face of the
man who opened the door on this
dreary figure. It was livid with rage. .
: Great knotted lines deformed his
r brow , and I thought I heard a muffled
oath escape his lips. Then the wom-
\ an. stepping back into the shadow
S& and whispering hoarsely said : "I
IF ; thought you were alone. You wanted
* ' to see me. For God's sake come in-
v
5 * to the street ! "
w [ He closed the door , and without
T . addressing a word of explanation to
, me seized his hat and went out into
gs- the night.
& , 1 could not have sat still in that
after that if life had de-
> ? - . room , my -
| pended on it. The mystery of that
f • meeting completely mastered me , and
y I was determined to lathom it.
j | > Out into the dark I followed them ,
g ? my slippered feet making no sound
| | r -upon the stony street. On they went
bV strange dark figures , darker than
L the night whose few , feeble stars shown
- indistinctly in a gloomy sky. On
% ' they went , and still I followed , with
\ \ . step as noiseless as that of fate. I
f could faintly hear their voices in the
! * distance , but could distinguish no
word that was said.
J . How far I followed them I know
not. Once or twioo I saw the woman
pauso , but the man mo Koned her on ,
and she continued at his side until a
grove which served tho city as a park ,
lying still and gloomy on the out
skirts was reached , and they entered
and stood inder tho shadow of the
trees.
I crouched behind a hedge and list
ened.
"Once for all , " snid the man , "will
you leave this town and swear to
follow me no more ? "
"I can not , " said the woman pite-
ously , "because I love youl Oh ,
John ! ! ' she cried , as she fell on her
knees at his feet , "have mercy on me !
Think of all I have suffered for you ,
and take me into the shelter of your
love again ! "
"A curse on your love , " he cried.
It has been a curse to me. You are
a blight to my life. What are you
kneelinsr there for ? " And he spurned
her with his foot. She rose weeping.
When the man grasping her arm and
hissing the words in her ear , said :
"I swear I will kill yon if you cross
my path again ! "
"Oh , my God 1" she cried , "my bur
den is heavier than I can bear !
Only let me see my children once
more , and you can take my life if you
will ! "
"You shall never see them ! " said
the man. "You have disgraced them
as you have disgraced me. They are
dead to you for ever. "
She uttered a cry , like that of a
lost soul , and fell heavily to the
ground.
She lay there moaning and motion
less. I saw him glance furtively
around , as it he feared that he was
seen. Then he bent down.
I saw his finger on the woman's
throat there was a struggle and a
stifled crj' , and I sprang from my
hiding-place with a cry of horror on
my lips , the blood in my veins boil
ing with rage and indignation , I
rushed forward. The wretch fled at
my approach , stooping to shield
himself from detection as he ran. I
raised the woman in my arms ; the
print of his cruel fingers were on her
white throat ; but the villain had not
killed her , thoughshe lay in my ' arms
as one dead.
"Help ! Murder ! " I shouted , and
an echo came back through the
gloomy woods : "Help ! Murder ! "
* * * * * * *
I heard the sound of hurried foot
steps approaching. Was the would-
be murderer coming back to try his
strength with me ! The figure of a
man came rapidly towards us. I
caught the gleam of a silver badge
on his breast , and I knew that help
was at hand.
"What's up ? " asked the almost
breathless officer , as he peered first
in the woman's face and then in
mine.
In a quick , excited manner I told
him thestory. He listened , and look
ed at me suspiciously.
The woman was breathing hard.
"Loosen her dress at the throat , " he
cried , as he tugged at it nervously.
"But , good God ! we are a mile from
the station , and she may die before
we get there ! "
Tenderly , but swiftly we bore her
along , until we reached our destina
tion. We laid her gently down upon
a cot in one of the officer's room. As
the chief came forward and saw the
woman's face , he exclaimed : "Why ,
I should know this woman. She is
the mysterious creature of whom
there has been so much talk in the
city. Go for a physician quick ! Is
this the wretch who did this devil's
work ? "
He grasped me by the wrist and
peered into my face.
"No ! " I cried , indignantly , "It
was owing to my efforts that the
woman lives now # . I was only a wit
ness to it. "
Here the officer briefly recounted
the circumstances of his meeting with
me.
. "I must place you under arrest , "
said the Chief , "until we can get bet
ter evidence of your innocence than
you have given. Take him to a cell
and lock him up. "
"I am not guilty of this foul crime , "
I cried. "Come with me and I will
lay my hands upon thp guilty man. "
By this time a physician had ar
rived , and accompanied by the same
officer who had answered my call in
the grove , I went to the house where
I lodged.
The first gray streaks of dawn were
in the east when we reached it. We
entered the outer door with a night
key which I carried in my pocket.
The door of my room was locked.
That was enough. The man we want
ed was within.
"Who is there ? " he asked in a
hoarse voice.
"It is I your room-mate , " I an
swered.
The door was opened. The officer
stood behind me in the shadow. He
entered with me. "That is the man , "
I said , pointing at him. "
He sprang forward and raised his
hand to strike me , but the officer
leveled a pistol at his head and bade
him hold up his hands. In the twink
ling of an eye the steel bracelets were
on his wrists , and cursing all knowl
edge of the crime with which I ac
cused him , he was marched to the
station.
* * * * * * *
The woman lay there , moaning and
raving in delirium. He was brought
to her side. She shrieked as she
caught a wild glimpse of his face.
"Don't kill me , John , don't kill
me ! Don't kill me , because I love
you ! " she cried.
"It is enough , " said the chief.
"Take him to a cell. "
"I didn't mean to kill her , " he said ,
as he cist one remorseful glance upon
tho pale face , before he was led away ,
"but she has wrecked my life , and she
deserves to die. "
My story is quickly told : The wom
an died that night , on that cot of
straw in the station-house. Died
raving , but blessing the hand that
sought her life. I knelt by her side
when tho breath had left her lips for
ever , I asked tho physician to explain
the mystery of her life.
"Few know , " he said , "fc e story ol
her life , but it is familiar- me , and
has been for months past. She vol
unteered to nurse tho sick at the hos
pital , s fd while there she confided to
mo lunr melancholy story. The man
who murdered hen is her husband.
He is a gambler , ne made her young
life miserable treated her like a dog.
She was beautiful as you can see now.
Driven to despair by his cruelty , she
listened to the persuasions of a man
who had known and loved her before
marriage with this fellow , and finally
fled with him to a distant state. Her
oldlovefor this brute returning , and
perhaps the desire to see her children
again , she returned and sought for
giveness. Few know what she suf
fered ; few know what good she lias
accomplished. To those who did not
know her she was a woman of mys
tery , and her somber habiliments ,
her visits to the sick , her vigils by the
dead , her hidden life aroused the fear
and superstition of ignorant. Sho
has kept as close to this man as
she could for two years past ,
for he had hidden away her two chil
dren and she doubtless hoped to ob
tain from him some information of
them. Besides , as I said , she loved
him. It is a strange tale of sinand
suffering and love and sorrow. "
He ceased , and as we folded the
white hands prayer-wise over tho
silent bosom , Isnid :
"She has loved and suffered much ,
ana should be much forgiven. " At
lanta Constitution.
The Heat of the Sun.
From Good Words.
There seems to be sufficient reason
for the belief that the heat at present
emitted from the sun is neither great
er nor less than that which our lumin
ary used to dispense ages ago. Where
the vine and the olive now grow the
vine and the olive were growing twen
ty centuries back. We must not , how
ever , place too strong a reliance on
the deduction from such a fact.
Darwin has taught us how , by natur
al selection an organism can preserve
its adaptation notwithstanding the
gradual change of the surrounding
conditions. The facts , however , fail
to show any grounds for imagining
that there have been changes in tho
climates of the earth within historic
times.
We have geological evidence as to
the character of the climates which
prevailed at remote antiquity far
earlier than any historical testimony.
The records of the rocks show us un
questionably that our glo behas pass
ed through many striking vicissitudes
of heat and cold. Those records de
monstrate that there have been pe
riods during which some of the fairest
regions of this globe were desolated
by a frost so frightful that they be
came thickly cased with solid ice.
There have also been periods when
conditions of a precisely opposite
character have prevailed. Those polar
regions which are now | the perennial
abode of impenetrable ice have once
enjoyed a succession of long and de
lightful summers , divided by winters
remarkable alike for their brevity and
their mildness. Arctic solitude , now
so dismal and so barren , then nourish
ed plants and animals that can only
thrive under genial conditions of cli
mate.
He Concluded to Live.
It is a strange fact that the average
newspaper man is superstitious to a
degree. Why this should be so no
one knows. One of the craft , who
look3 to be healthy enough , was
around town on his work the other
day and he ran across Frank Hill ,
Chicago's coffin king , who was at one
time at the head of the ill fated Thir
teen club. In the course of a chat
with a few mutual friends the scribe
ventured the opinion that he would
not live long. Every one laughed at j
such a hallucination on his part and
tried to cheer him up. Finally Mr.
Hill came to the rescue and took a
band in the discussion. He regarded
the matter from a business point of
view. Don't die so soon , my boy , "
lie urged. "You just wait until our
new spring style of casket comes out
and then I'll give you a daisy at first
cost. " Hereupon the scribe cave up
the idea of dying and concluded to
live. He did not want a business '
matter made © fit. i
Awful Consequences of Impet
uosity.
"Emersonia , my daughter , " inquir
ed the stately matron , "why did Mr.
Brod weigh leave so early last evening ?
Have you and he quarreled ? "
"Mamma , " replied Miss Howjames ,
"Mr. Brodweigh kissed me last even
ing with such unseemly vehemence
that he disarranged my spectacles.
I have dismissed him forever. "
And the proud Boston girl , pale
but sternly resolute , turned again to
her volume of Aristotle , and a deep ,
decorous , classically Bostonian still-
noss prevaded tho apartment. Chi
cago Tribune.
West Pointers Never Smile.
Now , strange as it may seem , smil
ing is something totally against the
rules. No man ever dreams of smil
ing at anything , no matter how lu
dicrous , when he has been in the West
Point academy a few weeks. The
face is required to have a stony , ex
pressionless stare , the eyes fixed as if
in a trance , gazing on futurity. The
head is thrown hack , the arms held
rigidly , the body straight , and this
is the attitude of "attentionwhich
is expected to be the normal condi
tion of a cadet , except when speaking
with his own or with lower class
men. Cor. Philade'phia Times.
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