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H 'CHAPTER XXVIL 'Continued/ )
K - Presently the object of his search en-
B iored , beins no other than the fairy
H ' J > rince he had admired so much from
; x
Bh tJ)0 first- Seen closely , she was a young
B "woman of about flve-and-twenty , with
B " liold , black eyes , and a petulant mouth ,
H significant of ill-temper. Directly she
B saw lllmshe tossed her head and made
H -a grimace.
B "So it is you ! " she cried. "I thought
Hj 'ou were dead , and burled. "
B B i- ' "And you did not mourn me ? " rc-
B H * turned Caussldiere , softly , with his
B K most winning smile. "Well , I have
H come to ask you to sup with me tonight
Hl \ at the Cafe des Trentc Etoiles. "
H | "I shall not come ! I am engaged ! "
HK "Nonsense , Seraphine ! You will
BK "Of course she will come , " cried the
B low comedian , breaking in. "My chil-
B dren , live in amity while you can , and
BR drink of the best , for the Germans arc
BB approaching. Papa Corbcrt commands
HB you be merry , my children , while you
B may. Seraphine , Caussldiere is a king
B tonight ; you will join him and drink
BH confusion to the enemies of France. "
fi "Why did you not come before ? " de-
BB ? landed Seraphine , sharply"It is a
H week since I have seen you. Were you
Bl nursing the baby at home ? "
Hl "Ah , Caussldiere is a model hus-
BJ band , " exclaimedMademoiselleBlanche ;
fl " 'he rocks the cradle and goes to bed at
Bfl "Ladies , " said Corbert , with mock so-
HB lemnity , "I conjure you not to jest r.n
BS sucu a subject. I am a family man ray-
Hs self , as you are aware. Respect the
H altar ! Venerate the household ! And
Hf since the Germans are approaching "
Hl "Bother the Germans ! " interrupted
B Seraphine. "Let them come and burn
B Paris to the ground. I should not care.
H I tell you , Caussidlere , I have an en-
B gagement. "
BB "Don't believe her ! " cried Corbert.
B "Seraphine will sup with you. She
BH loves Brunet's oyster pates too well to
flfl deny you. Think of it , my child ! A
BK little supper for two , with Chambertin
Bl that has just felt the fire , and chanf-
BH
HBE An hour later Caussidiere and Madc-
nj moiselle Seraphine were seated in one
BB of the caomets of tne Cae des Trente
HB Etoiles amicably discussing their little
B When the meal was done and the
BB waiter had brought in the coffee , the
K [ pair sat side by side , and Caussidiere's
B arm sto e round the lady's waist.
B "Take your arm away , " she cried ,
H | laughing. "What would Madame Caus •
BIB sidiere say if she -saw you ? "
Hfl | Caussidiere's face darkened.
Bi "Never mind her , " he returned.
B l "Ah , but I do mind ! You are a bad
E > fl man , and should be at home with your
B1fl [ wife. Tell me , Caussidiere , " she con-
Bf 9 tinucd , watching him keenly , "does she
L w know how you pass the time ? "
4 "She neither knows nor heeds , " re-
K * > & plied Caussidiere. "She is a child , and
B Bp\M \ stupid , and does not concern herself
B pjr with what she does not understand. "
B Wj ' Seraphine's manner changed. The
B 1 smile passed from her face , and the cor.
B * I ners of her petulant mouth came down.
Bt I Frowning , she lighted a cigarette , and ,
HBrI leaning back , watched the thin blue
E3 § | wreaths of smoke as they curled up
HBr toward the ceiling.
Hfi | = "What are you thinking of ? " asked
R Caussidiere , tenderly.
B'T " "
"I am thinking
H\ \ "Yes. "
B "That you are incorrigible , and no :
B ' to be trusted ; you have given this per-
L son your name , and I believe she is
Bf your wife after all ; and if that is so ,
Kf what will become of your promises to
'
B meam a * 00 * I believe , to waste
Bb my time on such a man. "
R " "
!
- * - "Seraphine
H B "Is sue y ° ur wife , or is she not ? "
B "She is not , my angel. "
B B "Then you are free ! Answer me
BflB truly ; no falsehoods , if you please. "
HB1 [ "l wil1 tel1 you tne simPle truth , "
BB B replied Caussidiere , sinking his voice
B B and nervously glancing toward the
VB ! door. "In one sense , look you , I am
Hle'B ' married ; in another , I am not married
ftg at
BHB i "What nonsense you talk ! Do you
HBh think I am insane ? "
| B "i think you are an angel. "
| "Pshaw ! Take your arm away. "
B B "Listen to me , Seraphine. The affair
BHi is very simPleas -1 win show y ° u- "
WHI "Bien ! Go on ! "
BIBI " n a momcnt ° impulse , for reasons
BfB | ' which I need not explain , I married her
B B of wnom y ° u sPeak > according to the
K H | English law. It was a foolish match , I
B BS srant you , and I have often repented
B Bf it from the moment when I met you. "
B B "Apres ? " murmured Seraphine , with
B Bjf a contemptuous shrug of her little
B B ] shoulders.
B Bl "Apres ? Well , the affair * g clear
B Bl enough. I am a French citizen , my
B Bfi Seraphine ! "
He looked at her smilingly , with an
B BjI expression of "wicked jneaning. She
B HR returned the look , laughing petulant-
B H i
QB - * "What of that ? " ' she asked.
BPN "c ° you not perceive ? s ° ionsas !
Bu-BB remain in my mother country , where
B' ' Mm i. no ceremony has taken place , this psr-
Bi Bs son is not my wife at a11' The law is
B2 M • very convenient , is it not ? A marriage
Bferl in England with an English subject is
K\I no marriage unless it has been proper-
BpJ ly ratified in France. "
B B "Ohjbu ' t you are traitreux , " me cried.
B"n
"It is abominable. Why do you not
do what Is right , and acknowledge her
according to the French law. "
"For a very good reason. There is
some one I love better , as you know. "
But the actress drew herself angrily
away.
"You love no one. You have no love
in your heart. I tell you , Leon , I am
sorry for her and for her child. There
is a child , too , is there not ? "
"Yes , " replied Caussidiere. •
"Does she know , this poor betrayed ,
v/hat you have just told me ? "
"Certainly not. It would only dis
tress her ! "
"It is infamous ! " exclaimed Sera
phine.
"Not at all , " he answered. "She is
very happy in her Ignorance , I assure
you. When the time comes , and it
may come when you please , I will tell
her the truth and she will quietly go
home. "
There was a long pause. Seraphine
continued to smoke her cigarette and
to glance from time to time with no
very admiring eagerness at her com
panion. It was clear that the frank
confession of his villainy had not
raised him in her esteem. Seeing her
coldness , and anxious to change the
subject , he rang for the waiter and or
dered the bill. While that document-
was being prepared he opened his
purse and looked into it. The act
seemed to remind him of something he
had forgotten. He felt in the pocket
of his coat , and drew forth a small
cardboard box.
"I have something to show your " he
said , smiling , i
Sqraphine glanced up carelessly.
"What4sjjf ? ray ? "
"It is this , " replied Caussidiere.open-
ing the box and showing a gold brace
let richly wrought. "Do you think
'
It pretty ? Stay ! Let me try it on your
arm ! "
So saying , he ' clasped the bracelet on
Seraphine's left wrist. Holding out
her arm , she looked at it with assumed
carelessnessbut secret pleasure , for she
was a true daughter of the theater ,
and loved ornament of any kind.
"I see , " she said , slyly. "A little pres
ent for madame ! "
"Diable ! No , it is for you if you
will accept it. "
"No , thank you. Please take it
away. I will not take what belongs
to another. "
"Then I will throw it into the
street ! "
At this moment the waiter returned
with the bill. It amounted to a consid
erable sum , and when Caussidiere had
settled it , and liberally feed the bringer -
er , there was very little left in the
purse.
"You will wear the bracelet for my
sake , " said Caussidiere , softly , as he
assisted theactress to put on her cloak.
"No , no , " answered Seraphine , But
without attempting to take the brace
let off. "Apropos , Leon , where do you
get your'money ? You do not work
much , I think , and yet .you spend your
cash , sometimes like an English mi-
lor. "
"I wish I were twenty times as rich ,
for your sake ! " cried Caussidiere , evad
ing the question. "Ah , my Seraphine ,
I adore you ! "
He drew her toward him and. kissed
her on the lips. The present of the
bracelet had prevailed.and she suffered
the salute patiently ; but there was an
expression in her face which showed
that she rated her admirer exactly at
his true worth.
A few minutes later Caussidiere , with
the actress hanging on his arm , gayly
quitted the cafe.
CHAPTER XXVIII.
• I I
,
* @C&
N the morning aft
er her strange interview -
terview with Marjorie -
| jorie , Adele of tTie
Moucho d'Or ,
dressed in the wild
ly extravagant cos
tume of a petro-
leuse , and holding
a flaming torch in
her hand , was
standing in an ar
tist's studio a grimy enough apart
ment , situated in a back street in the
neighborhood of the Madeleine.
She was posing for the benefit of the
artist immediately in front of her , but
her eyes were fixed not upon him , but
upon the figure of a young man who
was working hard at the other end of
the room. Ever since she first came to
the studio , just three days before.Adele
had watched the young man very cu
riously.
His behavior interested her. He
seldom spoke , but worked at his pic
ture with quiet pertinacity. Presently
the young fellow dropped his brush and
walked silently from the room. Adele
turned her eyes upon her companion.
"Who is your friend , monsieur ? " she
asked abruptly.
The artist , deeply < engaged in bis
work , failed at firsfto notice her ques
tion.
"Who is he ? " she asked again.
"He ? "
"Yes ; the young man who works al
ways and never sneaks. "
"He Is a friend. "
"Naturally , monsieur , since he shares
your studio. But where does ho come
from ? " 'A %
The artist smiled. - < -
"You seem curious about him , made-
moiselle , " he said. "What do you wlMi
to know concerning him ? "
The girl shrugged her shoulders.
"Wish to know ! " she exclaimed. "Ma
foi ! I have no wish to know , mon
sieur. " .
"Then I don't mind telling you. He
is a countryman of mine. He was
born In a village near where I was
born. I knew him when he was a boy ;
and when he came to Paris a few
months ago , determined to work hard
and compelled to live on slender means ,
I offered to share my studio with him ,
and he is here. There , you have lost
your fierce look and got quite a tame
one into your eyes. You are no longer
a wild creature of the Revolution. You
are also stiff , I pciceive. Take a few
turns about the rooms , mademoiselle ,
then we will go on. "
The artist walked over to a table lit
tered with all kinds of debris , filled a
well-colored briar-root pipe , and began
to smoke.
He was a tall man , slight in build ,
rather good-looking , but very careless
ly dressed ; when he walked , he did so
with a slight limp , though he appeared
to have well-knit limbs ; and when he
spoke French , he did so with a very
strong insular accentuation. From
himself Adele had learned nothing of
his personal history , for he was chary
of giving that kind of information ,
and at times more inclined to work
than talk.
Having received permission to rest ,
Adele shook herself like a young pan
ther , and leaped lightly from the ros
trum , while her .employer , having lit
his pipe , strolled off and left her in
sole possession of the studio. She
stood for a moment to stretch her
limbs , already cramped with posing ,
then strolled thoughtfully to the fur
ther end of the studio , where the
younger of the two men had been
working. There stood the picture at
which he worked so assiduously , cov
ered with a green fold of baize. Adele
longed to have a peep at it. She lis
tened ; returned to the door ; there was
no sound ; then she ran lightly across
the room , lifted the loose baize and
exposed the picture to full view.
"Holy Mother ! " she exclaimed ,
starting back with raised eyebrows
and hands.
"You are startled , mademoiselle , "
said a voice. "Do you consider the
picture a bad one ? "
Adele turned and saw her employer
gazing at her from the threshold of
the room.
"If you please , " he continued , ad
vancing , "we will return to our work.
Your face has got some expression
now ; the rest has done you good. "
Without a word she turned from the
picture , mounted her rostrum and fell
into her accustomed pose.
For a time the artist worked again
silently , and Adele , glancing from him
to the picture , seemed deliberating as
to what she should do.
Presently she spoke.
"How long has he been in Paris ? "
she said , indicating by a sidelong
movement of her head the person who
usually occupied the other end of the
room.
"Several months , as I informed
you , " returned the artist , without look
ing up from his work.
"Who is his model ? "
"Which one ? "
"For that picture. "
"No one. He paints from memory. "
"Ah , then , he has known her ? He
is a compatriot of madame ? "
"Of whom ? "
"Of the original of that picture
Madame Caussidiere. "
"Ah , you think you trace a likeness
to a friend. "
"I do not think it , monsieur ; I know
it. It is madame , not as she is now
ah , no but as she must have been
years ago , before she married that
chouan of a Caussidiere ! "
( TO BE CONTINUED. )
HAND TO MOUTH.
In America People Iieavo Xotliins for
Their Children to Spend.
In America it is the custom verj
nearly the universal custom for par
ents to spend upon the luxuries ana
pleasures of the family life the whole
income , says the North American Re
view. The children are educated ac
cording to this standard of expenditure
and are accustomed to all its privileges.
No thought is taken of the time when
they must set up households for them
selves almost invariably upon a very
different scale from the one to which
they have been used. To the American
parent this seems only a natural down
fall. They remark cheerfully that they
themselves began in a small way and
it will do the.young people no harm to
acquire a similar experience , forgetting
that in most cases their children have
been educated to a much higher stand
ard of ease than that of their own early
life. They do not consider it obligatory
to leave anything to their children at
death. They have used all they could ac
cumulate during their own lifetime-
let their children do the same. The re
sults of the ' system are cyrstallized in
the American saying , "There are but
three generations from shirt sleeves to
shirt sleeves. " The man who acquires
wealth spends what he makes. His
children , brought up in luxury , strug
gle unsuccessfully against conditions to
which they are unused , and the grand
children begin in their shirt sleeves td
toil for the wealth dissipated by tha
two preceding generations.
Negro Marvel.
J. R. Thompson , a negro boy , 11 yeara
of age , living near Savoyard , Ky. , has
already mastered the common school
rudiments of his scholastic education ,
and is always up in algebra , geome
try , astronomy , calculus , and the
higher branches. He is said to be a
lightning calculator , and a marvel In
maiy respects.
TALMAGE'S SERMON.
"WOMAN'S WORK" LAST SUN
DAY'S SUBJECT.
"Kvcry Wlgo TVoninn Ilullilcth Ilor
House" Hook or I'rovorb * . Cttujitor
XIV. , Verso 1 Aclvlco to the Youns
Ulrls of ToUuy.
Woman , a mere adjunct to man , an
appendix to the masculine volume ,
an appendage , a sort of after
thought , something thrown in to make
things even that is the heresy en
tertained and implied by some men.
This is evident to them , because Adam
was first created , and then Eve. They
don't read the whole story , or they
would find that the porpoise and the
bear and the hawk were created before
Adam , so that this argument , drawn
from priority of creation , might prove
that the sheep and the dog were great
er than man. No Woman was an In
dependent creation , and was intended ,
if she chose , to live alone , to work
alone , act alone , think alone , and fight
her battles alone. The Bible says It
is not good for man to be'alone , but
never says it is not good for woman to
be alone ; and the simple fact is that
many women who are harnessed for
life in the marriage religion would be
a thousandfold better off if they were
alone.
Who are these men who , year after
year , hang around hotels and engine-
houses and theater doors , and come in
and out to bother busy clerks and mer
chants and mechanics , doing nothing ,
where there is plenty to do ? They are
men supported by their wives and
mothers. If the statistics of any of our
cities could be taken on this subject ,
you would find that a vast multitude
of women not only support themselves ,
but masculines. A great legion of
men amount to nothing , and a woman
by marriage , manacled to one of these
nonentities , needs condolence. A wo
man standing outside the marriage re
lation is several hundred thousand
times better off than a woman badly
married. Many a bride , instead of a
wreath of orange blossoms might more
properly wear a bunch of nettles and
nightshade , and , instead of the Wedding
'
ding March , a more appropriate tune
would be the Dead March in Saul , and ,
instead of a banquet of confectionery
and ices , there might be more appro
priately spread a table covered with
apples of Sodom.
Many an attractive woman , of good
sound sense in other things , has mar
ried one of " these men to reform him.
What was the result ? Like when a
dove , noticing that a vulture was ra
pacious and cruel , set about to reform
it , and said , "I have a mild disposition ,
and I like peace , and was brought up
in the quiet of a dove-cote , and I will
bring the vulture to the same liking
by marrying him , " so , one day , after
the vulture declared he would give up
his carniverous habits and cease long
ing for blood of flock and herd , at an
altar of rock covered with moss and
lichen , the twain were married , a bald-
headed eagle officiating , the vulture
saying , "With all my dominion of
earth and sky , I thee endow , and prom
ise to love and cherish till death deus
us part. " But one day the dove in her
fright , saw the vulture busy at a car
cass and cried , "Stop that ! did you not
promise me that you would quit your
carniverous and filthy habits if I mar
ried you ? " "Yes , " said the vulture ,
"but if you don't like my way , you
can leave , " and with one angry stroke
of the beak , and another fierce clutch
of the claw , the vulture left the dove
eyeless and wingless and lifeless. And
a flock of robins flying past , cried to
each other and said , "See there ! that
comes from a dove marrying a vulture
to reform him. "
Many a woman who has had the
hand of a young inebriate offered , but
declined it , or who was asked to chain
her life to a man selfish , or of bad
temper , and refused the shackles , will
bless God throughout all eternity that
she escaped that earthly pandemo
nium.
Besides all this , in our country about
one million men were sacrificed in our
Civil war , and that decreed a million
women to celibacy. Besides that ,
since the war , several armies of men
as large as the Federal and Confeder
ate armies put together , have fallen
under malt liquors and distilled spirits ,
so full of poisoned ingredients that the
work was done more rapidly , and the
victims fell while yet young. And if
fifty thousand men are destroyed every
year by strong drink before marriage ,
that makes in the thirty-three years
since the war one million six hundred
and fifty thousand men slain , and de
crees one million six hundred and fifty
thousand women to celibacy. Take ,
then , the fact that so many women are
unhappy in their marriage , and the
fact that the slaughter of two million
five hundred and fifty thousand men ,
by war and rum combined , decides that
at least that number of women shall
be unaffianced for life , my text comes
in with a cheer and potency and appro
priateness that you may never have
seen in it before when it says , "Every
wise woman buildeth her house ; that
is , let woman be her own architect ,
lay out her own plans , be her own su
pervisor , achieve her own destiny.
In addressing those women who
have to fight the battle alone , I con
gratulate you on your happy escape.
Rejoice forever that you wilL not have
to navigate the faults of the other sex ,
when you have faults enough of your
own. Think of the bereavements you
avoid , of the risks of unassimilated
temper which you will not have to run ,
j of the cares you will never have to
carry , and of the opportunity of 0111-
! side usefulness from which marital
1 life would have partially debarred you ,
j and that you are free to go and come
as one who has the responsibilities of
a household caa seldom be. God has
wmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
not given you a hard lot , as compared
with your sisters. When young women
hall make up their minds at the start
that masculine companionship Is not a
necessity In order to happiness , and
that there Is a strong probability that
they will have to fight the battle of
life alone , they will be getting the
timber ready for their own fortune ,
and their saw and axe and plane sharp
ened for its construction , since "Every
wise woman buildeth her house. "
As no boy ought to bo brought up
without learning some business at
which he could earn a livelihood , so
no girl ought to be brought up with
out learning the science of self-sup
port. The difficulty Is that many a
family goes sailing on the high tides
of success , and the husband and father
depends on his own health and acu
men for the welfare of his household ,
but one day he gets hia feet wet , and
in three days pneumonia has closed his
life , and the daughters are turned out
on a cold world to earn bread , and
there is nothing practical thai they
can do. The friends come in and hold
consultation. "Give music lessons , "
says an outsider. Yes , that Is a useful
calling , and If you have great genius
for it , go on in that direction. But
there are enough music teachers now
starving to death in all our towns and
cities , to occupy all the piano stools
and sofas and chairs and front-door
steps of the city. Besides that , the
daughter has been playing only for
amusement , and is only at the foot
of the ladder , to the top of which a
great multitude of masters on piano
and harp and flute and organ have
climbed.
"Put the bereft daughters as sales
women in stores , " says another advi
ser. But there they must compete
with salesmen of long experience , or
with men who have served an appren
ticeship in commerce and who began
as shop boys at ten years of age. Some
kind-hearted dry goods man , having
known the father , now gone , says , "We
are not in need of any more help just
now , but send your daughters to my
store , and I will do as well by them
as possible. " Very soon the question
comes up , why do not the female em
ployes of that establishment get as
much wages as the male employes ?
For the simple reason , in many cases ,
the females were suddenly flung by
misfortune behind that counter , while
the males have from the day they lefc
the public school been learning the
business.
How is this evil to be cured ? Star.t
clear back in the homestead and teach
your daughters that life is an earnest
thing , and that there is a possibility ,
If not a strong probability , that they
will have to fight the battle of life
alone. Let every father and mother
say to their daughters , "Now , what
would you do for a livelihood if what
I now own were swept away by finan
cial disaster , or old age , or death
should end my career ? "
"Well , I could paint on pottery and
do such decorative work. " Yes , that is
beautiful , and if you have genius for it
go on in that direction. But there are
enough busy at that now to make a
line of hardware as long as yon Penn
sylvania avenue.
"Well , I could make recitations in
public and earn my living as a drama
tist ; I could render King Lear or Mac
beth till your hair would rise on end ,
or give you Sheridan's Ride or Dick-
en's Pickwick. " Yes , that is a beauti
ful art , but ever andanon , as now ,
there is an epidemic o 'f dramatization
that makes hundreds of households
nervous with the cries and shrieks and
groans of young tragediennes dying in
the fifth act , and the trouble 'is that
while your friends would like to hear
ycu , and really think that you could
surpass Ristori and Charlotte Cush-
man and Fanny Kemble of the past ,
to say nothing of the present , you
could not , in the way of living , in
ten years earn ten cents.
My advice to all girls and all unmar
ried women , whether in affluent homes
or in homes where most stringent
economies are grinding , is to learn to
do some kind of work that the world
must have while the world stands. I
cm glad to see a marvelous change for
the better , and that women have found
out that there are hundreds of practi
cal things that a woman can do for a
living if she begins soon enough , and
that men have been compelled to ad
mit it. You and I can remember when
the majority of occupations were
thought inappropriate for women ; but
our Civil war came , and the hosts of
men went forth from North and South ;
and to conduct the business of our cit
ies during the patriotic absence , wo
men were demanded by the tens of
thousands to take the vacant places ;
and multitudes of women , who had
been hitherto supported by fathers and
brothers and sons , were compelled
from that time to take care of them
selves. From that time a mighty
change took place favorable to female
employment.
* * 9
Now , men of America , be fair , and
give the women a chance. Are you
afraid that they will do some of your
work , and hence harm your prosperi
ties ? Remember that there are scores
of thousands of men doing women's
work. Do not be afraid ! God knows
the end from the beginning , and he
knows how many people this world
can feed and shelter , and when it gets
too full he will end the world , and ,
if need be , start another. God will
halt the inventive faculty , which , by
producing a machine that will do the
work of ten or twenty or a hundred
men and women , will leave that num
ber of people without work. I hope
that there will not be invented another
sewing machine , or reaping machine ,
or corn thresher , or any new machine ,
for the next five hundred yeara. We
want no more wooden hands and iron
hands and steel hands and electric
hands substituted for men and women ,
who would otherwise do the work
and get the pay and earn the livcll- V' H
But God will arrange all , and nil wo H
have to do Is to do our best ami truat i fl
him for the rest. Let mo chcor alt J | H
women fighting the battle of life alone , H
with the fact of thousands of women I ' fl
who have won the day. Mary Lyon , * " |
founder of Mount Holyoku Fcnialo W M
Seminary , fought the battle alone : B
Adelaide Newton , the tract distributor. fl
alone ; Fidelia Fisk , the consecrated fl
missionary , alone ; Dorothea Dlx , the fl
angel of the Insane asylums , nioncr |
Carolina Hcrschel. the indispensable M
reinforcement of her brother , alone ; M
Maria Takrzewska , the heroine of the H
Berlin hospital , alone ; Helen Chat- H
mors , patron of the sewing schools for M
the poor of Edinburgh , alone. And M
thousands and tens of thousands of H
women , of whose bravery and self-sac- H
rlficc and glory of character the world H
haa made no record , but whose deeds H
are in the heavenly archives of martyrs - H
tyrs who fought the battle alone , and. H
though unrecognized for the short H
thirty or fifty or eighty years of their H
earthly existence , shall through the H
qulntillion ages of the higher world bo M
pointed out with the admiring cry , , : |
"Theso are they who came out of H
great tribulation and had their robes M
washed and made white in the blood H
B
of the Lamb. "
Let me also say , for the encourage- * ! i |
ment of all women fighting the battle < a l
of life alone , that their conflict will l l
soon end. There is one word written a l
over the faces of many of them , and P l
that word is Despair. My sister , you r l
need appeal to Christ , who comforted 1
the sisters of Bethany in their domestic - ! . ' , |
tic trouble , and who In his last hours ll
forgot all the pangs of his own hands f' l
and feet and heart , as he looked into 1
the face of maternal anguish , and * l l
called a friend's attention to it , in sub- l l
stance saying , "John , I can not take r l
care of her any longer. Do for her as ; l B
I would have done. If I had lived. Be- I l
hold thy mother ! " If , under this , l l
pressure of unrewarded and unappreciated - < * |
? B
ated work , your hair is whitening and
the wrinkles come , rejoice that you B
are ncaring the hour of escape front B
* B
your very last fatigue , and may your
departure be as pleasant as that of B
Isabella Graham , who closed her llfo B
with a smile and the word "Peace. " B
The daughter of a regiment in any B
army is all surrounded by bayonets of B
defense , and , in the battle , whoever B
falls , she is kept safe. And you are B
the daughter of the regiment commanded - B
manded by the Lord of Hosts. After B
all , you are not fighting the battle of B
life alone. All heaven , is on your side. j B
You will be wise to appropriate to 7 B
yourself the words of sacred rhythm : j B
"One who has known in storms to sail B
B
I have on board ;
Above the roaring of the gale J * j H
I hear my Lord. B
" when the billows smita H
"He holds me ;
I shall not fall. . H
If short , 'tis sharp ; if long , 'tis light ; H
" B
He tempers all.
Ir' ' BOne
OWNS A RARE COIN.
Dollars Tosses- H
One of the Three 180-1 |
ed by a St. Joseph , Mo. , Man. j H
From the Kansas City Journal : 1 * ' ' B
E. Altwein of St. Joseph , Mo. , is now j H
" " nil- H
of an 1804" -
the happy possessor
ver dollar. The value of this rare coin. H
only three of which are known to be H
in existence , is $1,000. Mr. Altwein H
secured it from an Illinois man , with j M
whom he has been negotiating for a < f B
long time. It will be a valuable addition - B
dition to his collection , which is considered - B
sidered one of the best in the United B
which attaches to B
States. The history
B
the dollars coined in 1804 is peculiarly
interesting. Out of the 7,000 which M
came out of the United States mint all B
but a few disappeared in a lump. B
In the year 1798 the United States M
went to war with Algiers. The differences - B
ferences were finally settled by the B
United States agreeing to pay $800,000 B
for the liberation of American seamen - B
men who had been imprisoned , and B
$23,000 for the promise of Algiers to B
leave merchantmen alone. In 130 L B
war broke out between Tripoli au.l j B
the United States. In 1801 , this last M
war being then still in progress , the B
United States frigate Philadelphia was l B
seized off the coast of Tripoli. On ' 1 |
B
board this vessel was a sum of money
aggregating ? 23,000 , destined for AI- B
giers , in payment of a portion of Mie B
war indemnity. The night after the B
Philadelphia was seized Commodores B
Prebble and Morris sailed into the B
harbor , with sixty men on board their B
vessels , and recaptured the frigate. B
The $23,000 , which included nearly all fl
of the 7,000 1804 dollars , had , however , fl
been taken from the vessel. The sum f M
was never recovered and the silver is B
H
probably still lying in some marbled
Moorish castle , carefully guarded M
among the heirlooms of some semi- B
civilized oriental potentate. B
Donkeys In Persia. |
The facetiousness of calling Persia fl
the Land of the Lion and the Sun be- fl
comes apparent as soon as one enters j B
the country. Persia contains , maybe- |
100 lions , while jackasses number not B
less than 10,000,000. Within the boundaries - H
daries of the shah's dominion ears are j B
trumps every time and the universal * M
music is the donkey's mellifluous bray. B
Almost every Persian owns a donkey B
and many of them whole droves. The B
population of Persia is estimated at B
10,000,000 souls. Current opinion at | H
Teheran places the donkey population 1 M
at about the same number. Reckoning 3 B
each donkey's wealth of ear at two l l
feet , twelve inches eacbc the aural ap- I H
pendages of the shah's musical toilers H
would , if laid end to e d , n cix 4,000 k B
miles. Exchange. M
A speaker at a convention of British B
Christians said that the churches need H
more faith , more funds and more fire. B
j God alone can change us. Others caa B
H
1 only bring out what is in us. -
