GARDENS.
Sllwtfli Fair garden*, the rtoh luall gardana
! Which bo man planted, and no man till*.
Their strong seed, drifted, their brnve bloom
i lifted,
t Near and far o'or the vale* and hllU:
•lp the bees from their cup* of nwcetnese,
Polsea above them the wild free wine,
.; And night and morn from their door* are
i® -• borne
The dreema of the ttmoa that blithe hearte
wavin? gardens, the fragrant gardens
I;.. » That to*a in the *un by the broad highway,
jftrowlng together, gorse and hsather,
' Aster and golden-rod ail the day.
JI*opple* dark with tho wine of slumber;
Daisies bright with tho look of dawn.
The gentian blue, and the ion? year through
* Tho (lowers that carry the season* o.i
And the dear old gardens, tho pleasant
■ gardens
1 i Where mother used to potter about.
Vying and pullin?, and sparingly culling.
And wntoliin; each bud as its (lower luu.hed
out:
Hollyhocks here, and tho prince’* feather,
Larkspur and primrose, and llllos white
0 Sweet were the dear old fashioned gardens
Where wo kissed tho mother, and said,
"Good* night."
—Harper’s Dazar.
• -_
Lady Latimer’s Escape.
DV CHABI.OTTK M. BBAE1KE.
CHAPTER I.
Fats la Against Some People From the
Cradle to the Grave.
"Chsnvr la the lew of wind end moon end
And yi't 1 think, lost Ix>ve, bed you boon true.
Homo oolden fruits hed rlponod for your
pluokinu
You will cot find In cordons that are now.**
Many years havo come and gone In
my life since this eventful one of which
my story tolls. My name Is Audrey
|;Ix>vel, and I am the oldest daughter
of the Reverend Archibald hovel, and
IfUlicent, his wife. The Roverend
.Archibald has boon for many years
wlcar of St. Hubert's church at King's
Lorton. He lives In a beautiful, old
fsahionod vlcurago, just outside the
■ town of King’s Lorton, a house such
•» yon see in illustrated Christmas an
• duals, with gable ends and great
•taclcB of chimneys, and great wln
, -dows with pleasant Boats in the deep
5 b*y»- Tangle of rosos and jasmine
■cover it in the summer; In the winter
r: there is a wealth of green holly. A
■ large, old-fashioned garden surrounds
it, whero every kind of tree grows
" and flower blooms. A bright, suriny
orchard lies beyond that, the gates of
. which lead into tho clover meadow,and
■ at tho foot of the meadow runs the
dlear, deep, beautiful river Linno, the
- loveliest river In England, and the
great torment of my mother’s life, for
the boys were always coming to griof
. over it, either skating when the ice
was not an inch thiok, or swimming
when the current was too strong—
■ Towing when the wind was against
them—fishing and falling head-first
into the stream. That river was the
one blot on my mother's otherwise
kappy life.
i My father, not being by any means
■ .O rich man, was blessed with the
1/ twual largo numbor of children. He
was heard to say, dospairingly, that
lie should cease to count them after
the number of seven was reached.
, Wo were nine in all. Six hearty,
5 koalthy, hungry boys, and three girls.
I was the eldest. Then came the
, oldest son, certainly the most terrible
l»y in the world. My mother used to
•ay of him, ••Bob is all a boy," and
that means a great deal. Archie, the
r wecond, was not quite his equal in mis*
,j chief, but he had every desire to be
k. •>. Willie, the third, was a quiet,
iv Well-behaved boy, who lived in oon
’ tlnual fear of his two elder brothers,
TPhen came a sweot, fair-haired little
maiden; it was rest for one's eyes to
look upon her. She was called after
•our mother, Millicent. Then three
more boys, the sole object of whose
-nxlstence seemed to bo eating and
.-noise, varied with skirmishes of all
kinds, oarried on in all places and at
i«ll times — skirmishes that almost
made my hair stand on end. Then
• «amo the last, sweetest, fairest, and
best, a wonderfully fat, lovely baby
girl, named Trottio; the roundest,
prettiest baby ever seen, worshipped
S>y the family, adored bv the bovs.
„ ■“The boys!” Does any sympathetic
' render know what that means? If
you suddenly hear a tremendous crash
/ like the roar of artillery,or a great up
. beaval like a tropical earthquake, and
you ask in alarm, “What is it?” the
inevitable answor is, “The boys.” If
there is a rush up and down the stair
case, followed by sudden shrieks, un
earthly noises, succeeded by silence
even more terrible, and you ask;
■ **What is it?” “The boys.” Any un
: expected explosion, any unforseen ac
:j eident. any unthought-of hap, had but
: ene source, “the boys.”
Yet how we loved them, and what
line, manly fellows they were. But
, they were the very torment of our
; lives. How they enjoyed luring that
unhappy little maiden, Millie, into the
%: most unheard-of situations. The only
v one they held in supreme awe was
Baby Trottle, who ruled them with a
*od of iron.
A large, happy, healthy family, and
if at the time this story opens I was just
; eighteen. I had, thanks to my father’s
insistence, received an excellent edu
cation, and was now supposed to be
helping my mother.
Being the eldest daughter I had cer
- tain privileges. I had a dear little
^ room of my own, the window of which
overlooked the green meadow and the
lovely brimming river! I had the
entry to my father's library, a privilege
V which “the boys” most virtuously
:! shunned. Altogether I loved and en
joyed my life, with its simple duties
and pleasures. I had thought little of
love and lovers. The boys absorbed
i all my leisure time—to save them
lrom drowning, to keep them from
breaking their necks by sliding down
'the great carved balusters, exhorting
them as much as possible not to climb
the very tallest trees in search of
birds’-nests, and preventing them
■from throwing stones quite close to
"the windows.
My father took life very easily—the
boys Neomod to look upon him as a be*
loved friend and a natural enoray; no
skirmishes wero indulged in In his
presence, no practical jokes. When
they had misbehaved themselves to
nny great extent, they wore very wary
In turning corners, lest he should
spring upon thorn suddenly, and a pe
culiar shrill whistle was the signal for
clearing the coast; it meant that he
was coining, and that summary justice
might is? expected. My farther was a
well-bred gentleman, and a splendid
scholar; ho spent the greater part of
his life in writing and reading. His
income was a small one, but my mother
managed it.
My mother was one of the sweetest
and most gracious of womon, loved by
everyone, the soul of generosity and
kindness. Bhe never raisod her voice,
even to the boys. She was essentially
a motherly woman, and the boys were
the pride, the dolight, the torment,
and joy of her life. She was well
born, well-bred, a lady in every sonse
of the word. She could make pud
dings and cakes, darn stockings, and
yet in the drawing room she had all
the graces and swoet stateliness of an
accomplished Indy. I may mention
that the boys’ wardrobe was something
fearful to behold, but my mother un
derstood it.
There was no affluence, no luxury
in our house; and, indeed, there was a
difficulty in making both ends moet.
Hut wo were very happy, vory loving,
devoted to one anothor. There was
no quarreling, a terrific fight among
the boys did not always moan a quar
rol. There was no selfishness: there
is no such school for learning self-de
nial and self-control as a large family.
About two miles from the vicarage
stood the grandest mansion in the
county, the rosidoncoof Lord Latimer,
the greatest man in the county, and it
was called Lorton’s Cray. It was the
wonder of our childish lives. A mag
nificent mansion, with thick, gray,
ivy-covered walls. It had boon built
in the reign of Queen Elizabeth, and
hold every boauty of the architecture
of that period. The rooms were all
largo and lofty, with grout windows;
the floors and staircasos wore all of
pollshod oak: the ceilings painted, the
entrance hull a marvel of stained
glass windows, with a magnificent
groined roof.
Onco or twice in our lives we had
Iwen allowed to go through this house.
It produced such an impression on the
boys that they were silent for some
days afterward. The picture-gallery
ran the whole length of the house, and
hold some priceless paintings. The
portraits of the Latimors for many
generations past hung there, with a
fine collection of modern paintings.
The drawing-room was a magnificent
apartment; we hold our breath as wo
stood on the throshhold; oven Bob and
Archie collapsed—they were speech
less. It was all white and gold.
There was no color except the rich
bloom of the rare flowors that stood in
the jardinieres; the hangings were of
white velvet and white satin embroid
ered with gold; chairs, couches,
lounges the same. From tho large
windows thore was a Buporb view of
the square of fountains und the deep
groon of the rich foliage beyond.
'lnere was a spacious banqueting
hall, a cozy dining-room, a library
that was unequaled for its size, a
morning-room opening on a rose gar
den. The great state apartments wore
in the eastern wing. There were in
numerable pretty little rooms, in
numerable pretty nooks and corners
in the old house.
It was a house full of surprises;
where it was least expected one would
find a large window with comfortable
seats, a lonely little room, a door
opening on to a quaint staircase that
led to the grounds. Then, all over
the place there was a porfect wealth
of ornaments, the accumulated treas
ures of long-generations—and tho Lat
imers had always been very wealthy.
The grounds were magnificent; the
fine old trees, tho beautiful, undulating
park, the lovely fairy dells whore vio
lets and cowslips grew, the matchless
terraces, the broad marble steps that
lod from one to the other—it was all
beautiful.
When we came from our last visit,
my young brothers looked at me with
contemplative, solemn eyes.
"Androy," said Bob* “you will be, I
think, good-looking. I hope you will
remember your brothers, and marry
well.”
“A brother-in-law with a house like
that would suit mo,” said Archie em
phatically.
“Of course, as your brothers, we
should be offered the run of the
house," said Bob. "In fact, it would
doubtless be thrown open to us.”
How little I thought, while they
teased me and enjoyed themselves
over this future brother-in-law—how
little I dreamed of what was to be!
Lord Latimer had not been to King's
Lorton within my recollection. The
house was beautifully kept. There
was a faithful old housekeeper, Mrs.
Ileath; an ahcient butler, who seemod
to be part of the place; and plenty of
servants. Everything was kept in
readiness; no matter when or how the
old lord might return, he would have
found everything prepared for him at
any moment. For some years there
was no mention made of Lord Lat
imer's return; all at once we heard
that he was coming back, and bring
ing with him a young wife.
“A young wife!” cried my mother,
when she heard it. "Why, that must
be impossible; that must be untrue;
he is over 60.”
“Yes,” replied my father, incau
tiously enough, considering the boys
were all round him: “but then he is a
very well-preserved man.”
And the boys spent the remainder
of the day in trying to find out what a
"well-preserved” man was, and then
making caricatures of him
t -i." - Vi..;
CHAPTER H.
The news of Lord Latimer's mar
riage and return spread like wild*flre
Over the country; nothing else was
spoken of.
“It will be good for us and good for
the poor," said my father. “Lord
I^atimer is very gonorous.
But I noticed one thing—my father
never spoke of any other quality of
the earl. Ho was generous, and he
attended church regularly—two fine
qualities.
Our children wore all on the qul
vivo to see the now lady of Lorton's
Cray. We heard that the old lord had
suddenly returned without having
given ono moment’s warning, bringing
with him his young wife and her
lady's-maid. She was beautiful, they
said, as an angel, her hair glittered
like gold, and her faoe was fair as the
dawn of the morning. She wore rich
drosses of strange texture, and rare
Jewels. Some said she was proud and
capricious, others that she was most
loving and gentle. Every one gave a
different opinion of her, and she had
made a different impression on every
person who had seen her—from which
fact my father arguod that Bhe must
be a wonderful woman.
kora Latimer rode over to see my
father the day ufter his arrival, an act
of attention which delighted him. He
behaved most generously—ho gave
him a check for the poor, a cheek for
the church; ho promisod to assist with
some alterations on which my father
had set his hoort; he inquired after
the number of children at the vicar
age, smiled when he heard there were
six boys; he was—and wo all liked
him best for that—most amiuble and
agreeablo to our dear mother; he
spoke of his wife, said the journey
had tired her, and that she was not
quite well—but there was a curious
tightening of the lips as he spoke of
hor.
Iho noxt day was Sunday, and we
were all interested, knowing that we
should see Lady Latimer at church. I
need not say that our family pew was
a sight to be remoml>ered. Nine
healthy, happy faces ornamented it.
I am sorry to add that the conduct of
the inmates was not always above sus
picion. If Hob lookod particularly de
vout, or Archie collected and calm, I
knew that a dire catastrophe im
pended. It is not in boys’ nature to
remain quiot for more than ten min
utes, if for so long.
I am ashamed to confess with what
longing of impatience we awaited the
coming of the Lorton's Cray party to
church. Bob, who excelled himself
in wickedness that morning, was busy,
I could see, making a caricature on
one sido of the leaves of his prayer
book. Archio was making a desperate
effort to become possessed of it. Mil
lie, seated between the two belliger
ents, had a terrible time of it, and
looked ready to cry.
I had just restored order when they
came. I saw something that looked
to me like a vision of grace and loveli
ness floating up the aisle of the old
church. I saw rich silk and velvet
sweep the ground, priceless lace fall
in perfumed folds, jewels gleam here
and there; in tho breathless silence
the soft frou-frou of tho rich silk was
distinctly hoard.
I did not sec her face until she was
seated in tho pew and all the excite
ment incident upon their coming was
over; then I looked at her. I loved
her that first moment; I have loved
her ever since, and I shall love her
until I die.
In what words can I tell the dainty,
marvelous beauty of that fair young
face, tho perfection of its features, the
loveliness of its coloring? It was the
perfection of fair and brilliant beauty.
A low, white brow, round which
golden rings of hair clustered, shining
rings of rich, rare gold; dolicate, level
brows, dark, beautiful eyes, a mouth
that seemed at once all good and all
sweetness, a delicate chin, perfectly
molded—a face that, once seen, could
never be forgotten.
[TO BE CONTINUED.]
Swimming; Cavalry.
Some very interesting exorcises in
swimming cavalry took place lately on
tho Cabul river at Peshawur. The
Thirteenth D. C. O. Bengal lancers
have been practicing their horses in a
large tank in their lines and on tho
river for some time. Ono squadron
took cover along the river bank and
kept up a steady fire to protect the
passage of the other squadron, who
placed their arms, accoutrements, and
clothes in large country boats, and
conducted their horses into t le water.
Some horses seemed to thoroughly en
joy themselves in the water; others be
came unmanageable through fear.
However, the opposite bank was
reached and war paint resumed, and
the squadron was with most creditable
rapidity taking measures to protect
theircomrades, crossed in like manner.
Be Wa» a Villain.
Friend—Well, Eliza, how do you
like your husband?
Eliza—He is a villain.
Friend—All men are; but what has
he done?
Eliza—You know he was a widower.
Well, I found out that all his love let
ters to me were copied verbatim from
the ones he wrote to his first wife when
they were courting.
Friend—Well, I wouldn’t mind it.
He will never send you any more. —
Texas Siftings.
First Discovery of Coal lu America.
There are strong reasons for believ
ing that we are indebted to the early
French missionaries for the first dis
covery of coal on this continent. In
McFarland's “Coal Regions of Ameri
ca” I find the following: “It is a re
markable fact that the first discovery
of coal in America, of which an ac
count has been preserved in a printed
book, was made so far in the interior
as Illinois, by Father Hennepin, more
thun 200 years ago.”—St. Louis Re
public.
ABROAD FOB A WIFE.
THIS IS REPORTED OF JAPAN'S
CROWN PRINCE.
This Young Noble** Bride. Whoever She
May lie, Will Have an 111 us tr ion*
Father-In-Law — Genealogy of the
Prince'* Family.
T IS REPORTED
by cable that Jap
anese envoys in Eu
rope are instructed
to look out for a
European bride for
the mikado’s heir.
The Japanese min
ister at Washing
ton. however, dis
claims all knowl
edge of so delicate
a subject, and is disinclined to speak
of the matter. The lady, whoever she
may be. who consents to wed the mi
kado's heir, will have the satisfaction
of allying herself with a family whose
genealogical claims are the proudest
in the world. An ancestry of a few
beggarly centuries pales into insignifi
cance when contrasted with a line of
descent which is asserted to run back
to the twilight of the gods. The mi
ado, himself, no doubt, is too much en
lightened, too completely in touch with
the current of modern ideas to share
the belief held by hundreds of thou
sands of his subjects that divine blood
courses through his veins. But, wheth
er he believes in this or not, the ruler of
Japan can at least point to a genealogic
al tree which entitles him to boast
of possessing the ‘•bluest” blood on
earth. His imperial majesty is the 123d
emperor of Japan. The Japanese have
their history and their mythology, and
the present emperor comes from .Jimmu
Tenno, who was the first mikado, and
ruled Japan 600 years before Christ
was born—2,554 years ago. This man
was a descendant of the sun goddess,
and Mutsuhito, the present emperor,
traces his descent directly from him.
Japanese history gives the story of
each of the 122 emperors between the
two, and if you will think a moment
you will see how far back 060 B. C. is.
It was before Borne had become an
empire. England was unknown even
to the Romans, and hundreds of years
were yet to elapse before Caesar pene
trated Gaul. Such is the ancient line
age claimed by the present emperor
of Japan. If antiquity of descent
counts for anything a more aristo
cratic father-in-law surely could not
be desired.
The young prince, for whom it is
said a western bride is being sought,
will be some years younger than his
consort. lie was born on Aug. 31,
1879, and is therefore only in his 16th
year. But in the east boys and girls
become men and women more rapidly
than in the west. The mikado him
self succeeded his father at 15 and
married before he was 17. The prince,
his son, will attain his majority this
year, and no doubt his marriage will
follow as soon as circumstances will
permit. The crown prince, who was
.proclaimed heir to the throne in Novem
ber, 1889, is naturally as yet compara
tively unknown to the great outside
world, but all that has transpired
respecting him goes to show that he is
a bright, pleasant and attractive
young fellow. He has a strong taste
for military affairs, is enthusiastic
about his country’s modern army, in
which he holds a commission, and
wears an officer's uniform. He carries
himself with an erect and dignified
carriage and is somewhat reserved.
He is, however, not too dignified to be
devoted to boat racing and other forms
of outdoor sport. He was educated at
PRINCE YOSHITO HARUNOMIYA.
IHelr apparent to the Japanese throne.]
the noble's school, and worked as hard
as any of his rivals. He has been thor
oughly educated in accordance with
western ideas, and he speaks English,
German and French._
Growth of Southern Cities.
In the southern states, as well as in
the northern, the cities are growing
with marvelous rapidity. When the
war broke out Atlanta was a dull lit
tle place in Georgia with a population
of less than 10,000. It has grown since
then to be more than ten times that
j size; it has cast off the mantle of dull
I ness and put on the habiliments of en
terprise; , it is the booming city of
Georgia; it is alive with business; it is
the Greater Atlanta; its manufacturing
institutions are prosperous. From the
Savanah to the Cliattahoochie there is
no city like Atlanta. By a count just
made, it has 208,644 inhabitants—twice
as many as it had ten years ago—and
more than half of them white.
Said of Alexander.
The late czar was a devoted and
gallant husband to a winning and
tender hearted wife. A few years ago
a feminine visitor at the Russian court
laughingly rallied the czar on his dis
like for waltzing. The tall, handsome
man smiled and said frankly:
“Madame, I never dream of waltzing
unless with my wife.”
March April
Are the Best Months in Whic
Purify Your
If!
And the Best Blood Purifier is
Which Purifies, Vitalizes and Enriches the Blood.
At this season everyone should take
a good spring medicine. Your blood
must be purified or you will be neglect
ing your health. There is a cry from
Nature for help, and unless there ie
prompt and satisfactory response you
will be liable to serious illness.
This demand can only be met by the
purifying, enriching ana
Blood-Vitalizing
elements to be found in Hood's Sarsa
parilla.
“My mother-in-law, Mrs. Elizabeth
'Wolfe, at the age of 72 years, was at
tacked with a violent form of salt
rheum; it spread all over her body, and
her hands and limbs were dreadful to
look at. At the same time, my little
daughter Clara, who was just one year
old, was attacked by a similar disease,
like scrofula. It appeared in
Large Sores
under each side of her neck; had th»
attendance of the family physician and
other doctors for a long time but
seined to grow worse. I read of man,
people cured of scrofula by Hood*
Sarsaparilla. As soon as we eav«
Hood’s Sarsaparilla to Clara, she bis
gan to get better, and before the lint
Bottle was gone, the sores entire],
healed up and there has never b»n
any sign of the disease since. She is a
Healthy, Robust Child.
Her grandmother took Hood s Sarss.
parilla at the same time, and the salt
rheum decreased in its violence and a
perfect cure was soon effected. It took
about three months for her cure, and
she ascribes her good health and
strength at her advanced age to Hood'i
Sarsaparilla. It has certainly been a
Godsend to my family.” Mrs. Sophu
Woltk, Zaleski, Ohio.
HOOD’S <M& HOOD’S
A Prolific Insect.
Philadelphia Record: Tho infinite
value of little thing's in their hearings
upon life in this world has a moststrik
ing illustration in the history of the
gypsy moth, which pest the common
wealth of Massachusetts is now implor
ing congress to help get rid of. A
Harvard professor who entertained a
vain hope of advantageously crossing
the European moth with American silk
worm allowed his one solitary im
ported caterpillar to escape. What is
the result today? An insect that de
stroys the trees within 350 square miles
of territory and threatend the whole
country, and several hundred thou
sand dollars expended all to no use.
This is one curious modern version of
the old Arabian fable of the giant in
the bottle.
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The first mention of any sort of taxation
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Conceit is a dangerous foe to most men
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Braiding remains a very fashionable
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It the Baby is Cutting Teeth.
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Winslow's Soothing Sykit for Children Teething.
I could not get along without Piso's Cure
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Thomas P. Simpson,
D.C. Mo attv's Tei* until
talned. Write forlnventor »uaM«
HAVE YOU FIVE.QR MORE COWS?
If so a Baby1 ’ Cream Separator will earn i ts cost for
you every year. Why continue an inferior system
another year at so great a loss? Dairying is now the
5“*^ profitable feature of Agriculture. Properly con
ducted it always pays well, and must pay you. You
need a Separator, and you need the BKSTt—the
Baby. AH styles and capacities. Prices, $75.
Upward. Send for new 1895 Catalogue.
THE DE UTIL SEPARATOR CO.,
Branch Office*: General Office*:
ELGIN, ILL. 74 CORTLANDT ST., NEW YORK.
For Twenty Years
Scott’s Emulsion has been endorsed by physicians of the
whole world, j There is no secret about its ingredients.
Physicians prescribe
Scofe Emulsion
because they kijiow what great nourishing and curative prop
erties it containk They know it is what it is represented
to bo ; namely, la perfect emulsion of the best Norway Cod
liver Oil with th 3 hypophosphites of lime and soda.
For (Jougha, Golds, Soro Throat, Bronchitis, Weak Lungs, Consump
tion, Scrofula, Ana :mia, Weak Babies, Thin Children, Kickets, Mar
asmus, Loss of Fle« h, General Debility, and all conditions of Wasting.
The only genuine Scott’s Emulsion is put in salmon
colored wrapper. T
Sendfor j
Defuse inferior substitutes 1
Iamphlct on Stott's Emulsion. FREE.
Soott A Bowne, N. Y. All Pmggiata. 50 cente and $<•
