; ' 'll. p , ~~~ 'YOUR TRIUMPH IS MV OWN. - Y - , ■, '‘Others shnll sing the song, . < t{niters shall right the wrong, ** ’ ilnlsh. what I begin, • i~ /And all I (ailed of win. "»■,y King bolls in unroarod steeples 'ft;;; The Jo.v of unborn peoples! ■iff Sound trumpets farolT blown, i;». Your triumph Is my own!" ;X i -Whittle?. ;|iThe Actor’s Story. ft.-'" BV JOHN (OLE.HAN. CHAPTER XI—Continuer. Good God! It was Mnv 12 that :■ , Very day. Yost twelve months ton " day. almost to an hour; and now this accursed thing had como to romind ‘ft, him of his humiliation, his dogrnda lion, and of tho rullianly outrage of Which ho had been'tlio victim! (iriof. I*, shame, rage, despair tilled his heart and fired his brain, and with a wild S'p, cry the unfortunato man fell sense ■ less to the ground. At that moment tho manager, who had como mound to-congratuluto him. ft,ft entered his dressing-room. Mr. ir-, C—-took stock of the situation at ‘ once. ’vjuick! to iny room; bring a •'..a' bottle of whiskey—sharp's the word.'” |ft Said ho to the dresser. it* (sharp was the word, and In a min* g' uto the dressor was buck with tho 0- whiskey. Tho manager in tho interim had unloosed Curly’s cravat und batliod his forohead witli cau de I cologne. Then bo administered a f : glass or two of neat whiskey; tho effect was as lastantunonus as remark* nbia Curly pulled hlmscif togothor, said something about being overcome jft with heat and ovcitnmenu picked up the letter, put it into his pocket no* ceptod tho manager's congratula* tiona nrrungod a boutonniere from the flowers for his last scene. slipped •ft on his dressing-gown, thought he would have another glass of whiskey, ■ft and rushed on tho stage. ;,i It will be ro me in bo rod that this is ft the situation in which Doricourt pro* v; tends to go mud. By this timo ( urly fS hud got tho uudienee in tho ball of his hand and could do just what ho ; liked with them. Round followed , - round of applause, roar followed roar ■ of laughter, and Curly laughed, too —indeed, ho laughed louder than nny one. Evidently he was enjoying tho ft j-pwformance qulto as much us tub' spectators. ft,? When tho sccno was over ho ro* turned to his dressing-room, slipped ;;; on his coat, ••slippod into" tho whis ‘ key. and fin Is tied the bottlo! Do eldedly he was enjoying himself. Yes! bo was having a high, line old timo of it! ft/ Mi Back he went to tho prompt en trance—ho had tied a hundcrchlef grotesquely over his head—and on he . came for his last mad scene. Ho v laughed louder than over—the au dlence laughed, the actors laughed— ft never had a mad scone boon acted so l*. naturally before. Tho house was In convulsions—so was Curly. He had Just announced his intention of '5 ’Hunching on a steak of broiled hip . popotamus before ho wont on a voy age of discovery to tho moon," when ft?; all at once he appearod 10 change his ' mind on tho subject. Standing quite ft still, he glared into tho stage-box to ftp his right It was empty—quite omp • ty. There was no mistake about V that But Doricourt seemed to bo ; under tho impression that some ono ,'*i was there, for ho began to apostro phize an Imaginary ob oct ft/' 'll wasn’t my fault darling, "ho /ft exclaimed. "You know I would have ■ died for your sake; but I had no wea rs pon. If 1 had! if I had! Don’t look at me Uko that dear! $oe. see! 4/ the coach is at tho door; thoy are coming to take you away, but they ft/; shan’t Take your hands from her, ftft curse you!—take your hands from 4 her! Nay. then-" And with a ft wild piercing scream that rang ft through: every corridor and every i' avenue la the building, the poor wretch leaped into the empty box a ft raving mad man. ft What signifies the play or tho audl* ' onoe now? 5ft When Tragedy casts her sad and /ft solemn shadow over tho scene—when ft tho poisoned bowl overflows and tho keen dagger la uplifted to strike tho fatal blow—Tomfool lays aside his cap and bella and the graceless hus . ties Farce and Comedy, retire; and ft hide their diminished heads So ft. drop tho curtain. Mr. Stage Manager. 4 : put out tho lights and send for the ftft!: doctor! f-'T*. ?uvi; • * CHAPTER XII. OH the Scent It so happened on the night of Curly’s debut that there was produced •t Corent Harden theater a new sen sational drama, with a real waterfall real elephants and real horses. At the Haymartcet there was a new oomedy. and as at that time critics were scarce and penny papers were not In being, the mere debut of a provincial comedian In an old comedy ' escaped notice and therefore there was no publlo mention of the scene recorded in the last chapter. It remains to bo explained why Flora sent the paper which had such disastrous results. Poor girl! She had meant it for a peaco-oflering. be lieving in her inmost heart that Curly would accept it as a release from a promise which she felt convinced had been as infamously extorted as it bad loon unwillingly given. She timed the arrival of the parcel to take place on ihe» occasion of his opening in town, hoping, in the innocence of her heart to lend additional signifi cance to this token of her forgiveness. She ordered all the London papers, expecting to see some notice oi her lover’s first appearance. There was not a line. She showed the papers .to Jamieson. He was as disappointed herselt ' '' Disappointment gave way to aston ishment when they found Curly’s namo withdrawn altogether from the advertisements. At this time the electric wire was not in existence. Day'succeeded day. yet there was no NOOgnltion of her communication— ft no lotter forWHHo! Weeks—months —possod. He wrote again, and y«t again, in vain. His letters came back from tho dead letter office. IIU own troubles were as nothing now com pared to his anxiety for Curly und Flora. Mo could not beur to contem plato her sufferings. To-day sho was in n fovor. to-morrow in an ague; ono moment chafing with impatlenco. the next freezing with the apathy of despair. All at onco it occurred to him to write direct to tho manager of Drury Lane. The post in those days took a long time 'twist London and Edinburgh, and a fortnight or moro elapsed bsforo he received a reply. It was sympathetic but brief, and related in ns fow words as possible tho tragic story told in tho last chap ter. it appears mat there were two or tlirco eminent medical men in tho theater, who came behind the scenes, and held a hurried consultation. There was no doubt ns to Curly’s con dition. It was dangerous to himself nad others for him to remain at large. A certllicnte to this etlect was then nnd there prepared, nnd duly attested. Three or four men wore detaiiod to mount guard over him in his dressing room until the morrow. Enrly in tho duy tho manager, with tho accus tomed generosity of his class ar ranged with tho proprietor of a fam ous privato lunatic asylum at Kew to take charge of the poor creature for threo months paying tho sum stipu lated in advance. At night-fall the keepers came to take him nwny. Whon they arrived at Kow the doctor diagnosed the caso. and had his wrotehed patient removed | to tho dangerous wnrd, where after a j time the ravings of despair gave place to blank oblivion. Jamieson's difficulty was to break the matter to Flora but there was no help for it. She bore the intelligence better than he expected—anything wns bet tor than silence and uncertainty. She oven found somo sbadow of consola tion in tho nows. Sho knew, at any rute, that the silence of her lover was not occasioned by perfidy or neglect. When Willio had finished reading tho manngor’s letter she said abruptly ••I am going to Condon to-morrow.” ■‘Alone,” he inquired. ••No; Jeannio will accompany' me.” ••If you could only wait a few days I might get leave of absence to go with you” he said. ••You uro very good,” sho replied; ••but my place is by his side. I can not wait a day—an hour. My God! my God!” she cried, "why can't I fly straight to him at once. There! thoro! I know I am only mad!” On the morrow Jamieson was at tho coach offico to seo her off. She looked more hopeful than she had done for many n duy. nnd as the coucq was about to start sho even smiled, nnd suid: ••Don’t look so sad. be suro I shall bring him back with mo.” ••••Heaven grant you may," he re plied, and so they parted. Upon her arrival in town Bhe took up quarters at tho I!odford hotel. An .hour afterward, aecompauied by her faithful Jeannio. sho was on her way to tho asylum at Kew. Upon explain ing her business the doctor was most affuble. hut regretted ho could be of no service; her friend having left his charge a week ago. Tho news stunned her. she stag gered. and must have fallen had not Jeannio caught hor in her arms. Gradually she began to recoven then she overwhelmed him with questions. Mie could only, however, elicit that his patient had ceased to be violent and that there was no ocoaslon for further restraint that he was merely melancholy and moping, and that his health and appetite hud returned. Thau, referring to his note-book, he said; “Yes, my contract was only for three months, and that expired a fortnight ago. 1 gave a week’s grace expecting to hear further from Mr. C, (tl\° manager), and then of course. I had done with the matter. Let me see, the patient loft this establish ment’at nine o clock In tho morning, exactly eight days ago. Do 1 know where ho went? Certainly not he did not take me into his confidence So sorry—will you excuse me? Good morning.” nope less ana despairing. Flora re- ! turned to town. Next day she called ! at Drury Lane and endeavored to see i Mr. C. Alas! he had loft town, was In Faria and would not be back until the winter. She had never been In London before and oh. what a wilder ness it is to be alone in! Fortunately she had Jeannie with her. whose attachment was more de voted and proround than ever. Be sidea she had money, and with money one can do much. She called the manageress of the hotel to her assis tance. The old lady was very sym pathetic. and suggested the ethploy. ment of a detectivo. Flora assented, and in half an hour's time a bright intelligent man. who looked more I like a gentleman farme*-than a police man in plain clothes presented him | self. I'pon explaining her business I tho detective toolc a hopeful view of the j subject especially when carte blanche was allowed him as to expenses. lie commenced operations by going to Kew, where he had a long interview with the doctor, from whom, he could gain no information beyond what Flora had already obtained. He. however, took uotos of everything, and obtained a fairly accurate de scription of Curly’s personal appear ones the clothes he wore etc., be fore he returned to town. All this he dnly reported at the Bedford. Day after day. was barren of re sults. As for Flora, she sat dally for hours and hours and .watched and waited; theft she could endure inac tivity no longer. Up she would start, and call out; •■Coma Jeannia lass, let’s be mov ing. or I shall go mad!" and the two forlorn women would tramp down the Strand and Cheaps Ida and so on to if- "'iff: . ■ " tie Mansion House. Then down Bol bora through Middle Kow. by St Giles's cnureh. Into Oxford street then to llegent streot Leicester Square and St. Martin's lane always ending among the (lowers in Covent Garden — the sweet fresh flowors which seemed to brentho something of the odors of the far North, where she had lirst mot him! As for food, sho scarce looked at it To be just ! to Jeannic, however, sho conscien | tiously endeavored to make amends for the shortcomings of her mistress. At night to bed. but not to rest nor to sleep—her heart wa3 far away, out in the cold with the poor outcast Thus Gassed away a fortnight and another, and yot another—still no sign. Then tho detective thought of what he should have thought of be foro. anil indeed, it was strange the idea had nol occurred either to her or to Willie although she wu3 in con stant communication with him. Hot ter into than ever, so advertisements nppearod dally in all the London newspapers. in vain, in vain! It was too late! Jeannie's heart some within her as sho saw tho awful change which was taking place daily and hourly before her very eyes. Once or twice sho venturod to hint the propriety of re turning home, but was met with a curt and stern rebuff. At last it occurred to her that Jamieson had considerable influence with hor mistress, so she wrote him in her homely fashion, acquainting him with tho state of affairs; and. to Flora s astonishment, one morning, ho walked into her room at the hotel. •*«»«: „ “My wife.” Ah, and does sho own ♦t,..* i gate?"SSJf hitchod out ‘ies. She owns evervtht,, 80?Ir°^ .hei,e-..includin' Ho didn’t smile and Clares the Detroit Free rw11'1 ^ EvidentlyitwasnoSinlm:^ “You ought to conside/S, very lucky man,” I Sai,i „ ingly. * 1 a d’ enc°nraj “1'hafs what most folks says ” iTsStt rin * tuve spirit and I was curious cative nun ‘•That ought to make it true” r ventured. ’ 1 “Mebbe it does.” ried?”W l0DS haV6 y°“ bsca “Three years.” “Did you live in this neighborly before you were married?” ^ “Yes, and I was p’orer than .fob's turkey, but somehow hlarthy, that', my wife, kinder tuck to me an' I kinder tuck to her, but I ’had J doubts. Kinder felt some times that money wuzn’t everything,” he added rather hastily, as if his preyious re mark might be misinterpreted. “I don’t want to be inquisitive," I said, “but I’d like to know how you overcame your prejudices." “Well,” he replied, as he hirer over the fence, “’taint a long story and’ cz I’m feelin’ kinder talky this mornin’ I’ll toll you. You see, we used to have a spellin’ school every Friday night down at the ford, about two miles from hero, and I alius walked. Marthy had axed me to ride down with her in her buggy more'a once, but I was backerd about it; and, besides, I hadn’t never rid in i buggy, an’ wuz about half afeerd to try it. Anyhow. I never went with her, but it wuzn’t no trouble fer her to get a man to go along, and she didn’t seem to miss me much. Cm Friday evenin’, though, the feller that wuz to go wuz tuck sick at the last m inute, an’ Marthy had to go by herself. About half way thar she overtuck me on the way, an', ur course, she axed me to git in an' ride, an’ thar wuzn’t no way uv git tin’ out uv it, so I got in the buggy, an’ she druv. Well, mister,” he con tinued, with a sense of sentimcntnl delight, “that buggy wuz like i rockin’ chair, an’ beat walkin' all to flinders, an’, somehow, Marthy wai different an’—an'-” He hesitated, as if he were talking too much. “Go ahead,” I said with a smile. “Well, we didn’t git to the spellin' school till it was mighty nigh over," he said, sheepishly. “And since that time?” I asked, feeling that the story was not quite finished. He cautiously looked over bin shoulder toward the house, and beat over closer to me. “Well,” he whispered, “a good many times since that I’ve sorter wished I’d a walked. ” As I rode on to Parish's mill it oc curred to me that a man of much greater refinement could not have put the matter more delicately. An Ancient Mariner. Among the many ancient coasters that regularly visit the port of Ban gor is a small craft which has the honor of being tlie oldest merchant vessel in actual service in the Unite# States. There are vessels which ore said to be older, but they are not in service nor registered in the record of the bureau of navigation. This j* the schooner Good Intent, bap* Watson Wardwell, of Rockland. T“® Good Intent is twenty-three tonsreg ister, and was launched at Braintree. Maqs., in 1813, making her eigW years old. • She has been repa and rebuilt, with hundreds of 9P and acres of canvas, till, like Irishman’s jackknife, she is the s“ old original, and her skipper cia that there are still in the hull tw three white oak planks that were her when she was launched. A Granite Camel. One of the most curious rock forfflf" tions in the world is to be see“ Arizona. It is a short distance of the stage road between I and Oracle and stands on a several feat above the surrounding sand hills. It is a most pe™4 representation of a camel, an ^ ^ It is formed of one piece of granite, about sixty feet high and is white and smooth. There ar wane sou suiuu^ the? few fissures on the surface. an w strangely are in tho pioperp form features. The only .r0* JItIr joction from the surface « ■ t(f0 placed for an eyebrow. 1 m humps are plainly to be so the neck is curved beautifully Oct., •All the suitors for » *>-■- „rnerot« Borneo are expected to be s r in their presents to her. jore ents are never returned. u the wily female defers as ^ possible a positive selcctio happy man. 4