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CHAPTER L
A MALTESE GARDEN.
HE ISLAND OF
Malta basked I a
spring' sunshine.
The glow of light
was intensely brill
iant on rock and
rampart, after
wocks of rain, and
already suggested
the speedy ap
proach of blighting
summer heat.
The harbor of Valletta wore the
-usual aspect of European anlmntion.
The Huseian Corvette Lndislas had just
cast anchor, having on board a young
(fraud duke, who was making the tour
■of the world in a leisurely and princely
fashion. Mercantile steamers came
-mnd went, amid pulling tugs,
launches and yachts, while the native
oh ore craft, the dhjnisos, darted about
laden with fresh fruit, or transporting
nimble tailors and washerwomen in
•eurch of work. Occasionally a tor
pedo boat of sinister appearance
.glided through the throng of ship
ping. and vanished In somo adjacent
Inlet, or the gig of a mnn-of-wnr cleft
-Ia passage with rhythmical Hash and
dip of oars, toward the quay.
One of the latter, quitting the side
■of her majesty’s ship Sparrow, recent
ly arrived from Suda Hay, brought
Flag Lieutenant Curzon to the shore.
The young man made his way
-through a noisy crowd, and ascended
the step* to the city of Valletta.
Helow him stretched the sparkling
^ted terranean sea, and docks and
moles thronged with shipping. Above
'him, towers, churches, palaces, with
■quaint balconies and a margin of
■•tone wall, rose witli a background of
Wuo sky. His eye was attracted by
"Wayside shrines at the angle of build
ings. where lamps burned before saints
,gamlily adorned, shops displaying fila
gree ornaments of gold and silver, and
JWiiole webs of Maltese lace, and
groups of soldiers, nuns and priests,
fills nostrils were saluted by the fra
grance of flowers, coffee and those
latent odors of the southern seaport,
garlic, and fish frying iu oil. His ear
was stunned by the jangled peal of
ehtr.ch bells, mingled with the hum of
Lieut Arthur Curzon was supple and
vigorous of form, and alert and de
cided in manner. Uis. golden hair
•onrled tightly on a small and shapely
head, a closely trimmed heard framed
* handsome fuce, with clearly-cut
features, and lighted by a pair of keen
jblue eyes, capable of a great variety
(Of expression. The sun-bronzed tint
of tl^e cheek, below the margin of a
fair and open brow, revealed by the
removal of the' cap, and certain ac
centuations of resolution and maturity
gradually deepening around the lips.
Alone redeemed the entire physiog
nomy from a youthful insouciance and
merry audacity which were eminently
Attractive and boyish.
Climbing the stone steps from the
'port to the old town on the height of
this most populous of islands, he may
Slave aptly represented that,
*tUhe sword of war opens the way of com
merce.”
» Truly the officer was ready to cope
itli any adventure or danger which
to might have in store for him on
bis day of fitful spring weather.
lie came of a family noted for in
repid courage and originality of mind
,nd character A commonplace world,
devoid of enthusiasm, pronounced the
race eccentric, periiaps u tritle mad.
Descended from Scandinavian sea
rovers, who had settled on the north
ern coast of Scotland centuries ago,
fhe Curzons numbered prelates, sol
diers, and faithful followers of the
Stuarts among their members.
. The first object ever noticed by
Arthur Curzon in infancy had been the
portrait of an ancestor suspended
Above the chimney-piece in his grand
father's castle, wearing a helmet of
^different colored metals, a gold chain
Around the neck, and carrying a horn
of the chase, studded with precious
Stones.
s ’ Lieut. Curzon had won honorable
mention at the storming of Alexan
dria. and aspired to promotion in the
Service by fresh exertion, when oppor
tunity offered. For the rest, he was a
sailor on shore for a holiday,
f He directed his steps to the Strada
Zeccn. and paused before a palace of
somber aspect, with a projecting roof
which east a deep shadow on the pave
ment below. The memory of the
Knights Templar seemed to brood
-over the spot, undisturbed by modern
innovation or change.
' The visitor was met at the door by a
servant with the intelligence that the
mistress of the house was uhsent on
An excursion. Mrs. Griffith had left
A charming note, written on pink pa
per, in three lines of gigantic feminine
Abirography, urging the young officer
, ; I- ai
to return for 5 o'clock tea in event of
his obtaining leave to come ashore
that (lay.
Lieut. Curzon read the note and con
sulted his watch, which indicated the
hour of 2. How should he while away
the time until the return of his cousin?
He loitered in the shops and bought
a festoon of lace in a helpless, mascu
line fashion, wherewith to cheer the
declining years of a maiden aunt,
dwelling in a provincial town of Eng
lani, if permitted to escape the Malta
postoflice. Ho bethought him of a
bevy of little cousins in Devonshire,
launching recklessly into the pur
chase of silver filagree crosses for
their benefit Ihen he decided to
stretch his limbs by means of a coun
try walk.
Quitting the streets of Valletta the
young man soon left behind him the
encircling fortifications, with a sense
of freedom in movement after the
cramping inaction of shipboard. The
unattractive aspect, of the country
could not rob the spirits of the sailor
on shore of unwonted elasticity. Be
fore him extended a gray and nearly
treeless region, broken by villages of
flat-roofed houses clustered about the
u uuiuo. ± no uuurveumg
spaces were chiefly subdivided by
stone walls, as a shelter from the wind
for the crops fostered in the soil
brought from Sicily.
The pedestrian paused at length,
weary of the dusty highway. He
glanced wistfully in the direction of
tho arid ledges of the shore, and the
sea beyond, which glittered in the sun
shine, with changing tints wrought
by passing clouds, and broke in white
foam among the rocks.
He chose a short cut to gain the
shore. If the measure led to trespass
ing upon his neighbor’s ground, he
trusted to personal adroitness to ex
tricate himself from all embarrass
ments.
He skirted a deserted chapel on a
ridge, and was descending tjie slope
beyond, when an object attracted his
keen eye, and brought him to a halt
in his rapid walk. A human hand
and arm, clenched and rigid,
as if in death, projected from
the entrance. of a half
ruined structure in his path. Had the
arm not been thus extended, Lieut.
Curzon would have passed on without
noticing, especially the building.
Strange whim of destiny!
He approached and peeped into the
place. Shadows obscured the interior,
but he recognized a temple, probably
of tho early Phoenician settlers of the
island, built of rough blocks of stone.
Traces of a primitive altar were dis
cernible, still adorned with the rude
idols of the twelve Children of tho Sun,
the Kubiri, once worshiped here.
The spot was silent, humid, chill, save
when a stray sunbeam filtered through
tho pervading darkness to gild the
semblance of nearly effaced carvings,
mere rudimentary hints of decoration,
on wall and roof, or danced with a
flickering motion above the pavement,
weaving a pattern of mosaic with
motes and shade.
An old man lay on his face, motion
less, and with a fragrant of marble
table overturned beside him on the
ground.
The officer’s first suspicion was of
murder. Anticipating some accident,
he lifted the victim of foul
play. as he supposed, and
speedily ascertained that no trace of
violence was perceptible, either on the
pinched and shriveled features, white
hair, or small body. Ho was further
reassured when the old man gave ut
terance to a feeble groan, and opened
his eyes, with a manifest effort to col
lect his thoughts, bewildered by an in
terval of insensibility.
“The place would not be safe,” he
muttered in English. “No! No! Far
from safe, this ruin.”
“Do you live near by? If you can
pull yourself together a little I will
help you home,” said Lieut. Curzon,
in a tone of eucouragement
The old man was silent He passed
a trembling hand across his brow, and
then shaded his eyes, the better to ex
amine the face bending over him,
while his own features expressed a
scared surprise, agitation, and even
furtive suspicion and distrust
..
AX OI.D MAX I.AY OX BIS FACE.
“I have not the pleasure of knowing
you," he retorted, after a pause, and
with perceptible petulance.
Lieut. C'urzon smiled involuntarily.
‘•Shall I call your—people?" he sug
gested, with unabated good humor.
"No. 1 must have stumbled over that
| fragment of table How did you find
| mo?"
His manner was more collected and
confident, but he eyed the stranger
askance as he struggled to regain an
upright posture.
"You have had a fainting fit, a ver
tigo, I fancy,” said the officer, glanc
ing around the spot, in the hope of
descrying some person to whom he
might consign the human burthen
thus unexpectedly cast upon his care.
No aid appeared.
The old man placed his hand on the
sleeve of his companion, as if to aid
his vacillating movements. Lieut.
Curzon was inspired by a senti
ment of repulsion, mingled with the
commission of the strong for the weak.
Tlio hand, thin and nervous, resembled
a claw, and the fingers, infirm yet
groping, clutched at the muscular arm
of the sailor with a disagreeable tena
city of hold. This member was the
same which had attracted his notice,
stretched forth from the entrance of
the temple.
“Did I speak? Did I say anything—
odd?" demanded the old man, eagerly.
“Nothing of importance,” was the
M11C1 M/'jWIUUUl.
"People will seek here for traces of
the Greeks and the earlier Phoenicians,
but there only remains rubbish, you
understand, absolute rubbish!" Ha
broke off with a short laugh.
“Ah!” assented the other, drily.
The old man emerged from the
temple, still clinging for support to
the opportune aid vouchsafed him by
chance. Lieut. Curzon, a trifle bored,
submitted to the task of assisting him.
What did it matter, after all? He had
to deal with a feeble and aged
creature, who was possibly a little
cracked as regarded brains, and who
had exceeded his strength pottering
about a ruin, intent on archmological
research. Surely the old man’s family
must have looked him up in time, even
if he had not taken the direction of the
temple, and discovered the other fallen
in a swoon.
The pair traversed a considerable
distance, walking slowly and with
some difficulty. The old man
paused to rest occasionally, and
wiped the moisture from his temples
with his pocket handkerchief. He re
peated, with a garrulous insistence, his
first assertion that the temple contain
ed no relics and was wholly unworthy
of a visit on the part of a stranger.
The conviction was gradually forced
on the frank and unsuspicious mind of
the sailor, that he inspired uneasiness
hJkUiL'm'
A YOUNG GIRL STOOD BESIDE A FOUN
TAIN.
and fear in his companion, instead of
any sort of confidence. Why? He
could not- determine. He checked a
final allusion to the temple by a curt
denial of personal interest in the relics
of Malta. This decisive assertion was
possibly misunderstood by the weak
ened faculties of age, as suspicion
seemed to increase rather than be al
layed.
They gained a high wall, such as
elsewhere protected the fruit trees
from the sirocco, and a house, which
resembled a tower, was visible within
the inclosure.
As they approached, a voice, youth
ful and fresh, proclaimed in Italian—
"What would I like best as a fairy
gift, Dr. Giovanni Battista Busatti?
Very well then, I should like to be
rich, very rich, incredibly rich! I
might have a new dress in that case,
and go to a ball. After my visit to the
Monte di I’ieta, you will understand
that, my friend.”
A man’s voice replied, slowly and
distinctly, with a slight vibration of
emotion perceptible in the tone—
"You are already rich in beauty and
amiability, Signoriua.”
A laugh, deliciously pure and sil
very, was the sole acknowledgment
vouchsafed for the complimeut.
.i\u. cajjicsmuuiu ttmu^iuuin-uuwQetl
in the bright, blue eyes of Lieut.
Curzon.
On the other side of the garden wall
dwelt a girl who longed to go to a
ball. Was she pretty?
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Bow Bavarians Frighten Spirits.
In the little village of Egmanting, in
Bavaria, a curious nocturnal exhibi
tion has just taken place. A few
minutes after midnight there sudden
ly appeared in the village a party of
150 armed men, mostly peasant pro
prietors. driving apparently some
imaginary specters before them.
Presently every man discharged his
firearm. Many of the inhabitants who
were indoors, behind strong barriers,
trembled at the thought of the carnage
that must have ensued.
Then a specially appointed person
recited the “Record of Deadly Sins” by
way of exorcising the spirits of evil
supposed to be hovering about As a
rule, nobody dared venture out; but
one more bold than his fellows did
open his door and expostulated against
such an unwarrantable disturbance of
the night. But the firing party heeded
jiim not This ceremony of exorcising
'the evil spirits from the village con
f tinued for an hour. And as suddenly
as the party had arrived so suddenly
did they disperse. There was a strong
smell of powder in the air, hut not a
trace of brimstone.
ltolata, a new discovery in the for
ests of Surinam, is a substitute for the
rapidly disappearing india rubber and
gutta-percha.
STORIES OF PARROTS.
On* Belonged to Queen Elizabeth and
Lived High.
The very oldest parrot story on rec
ord comes down from Queen Eliza
beth's day. She owned a fine talking
bird, gifted with so much wit and good
sense, her majesty was far fonder of
him than her hawks and greyhounds.
He wore a ruff of bright ribbons
about his neck, little gold bells on his
feet, and, sitting on his royal mistreps’
shoulders, would give saucy answers to
the noble ladies and gentlemen to
whom her majesty gave audience.
One day, when the queen went on a
water party in the royal barge,
whether in fright or frolic, Polly, who
had been prowling about the boat, fell
plump into the river.
A ferryman boldly jumped in and
rescued the frightened bird. Then a
dispute arose as to how much the man
should be paid. *
"Let us leave It to the parrot,” said
the queen. Polly, who had sat silently
preening his bedraggled feathers,looked
up, winked his round, red eyes and said
in a gruff voice: “Oh, give the knave
a groat!” and that put an end to the
dispute.
m. uu ucveresi panui ever nuunu wao
the property of a poor actor named
O'Keefe. The bird not only talked
cleverly, but sang sweetly In a tenor
voice. His favorite song was “Clod
Save the King,” but not a sound would
the parrot make on Sunday.
He enjoyed church going and sat sol
emnly on the back of a pew, paying the
most respectful attention to all that
was said.
One day, when the sermon proved
very long, and tiresome, the good
clergyman arrived at an Impressive
pause, just to give weight to his words,
and the sober-sided parrot screamed
out, “Amen! amen! now let us be oft!”
and scuttled out the door, near which
his master sat, leaving the weary con
gregation, and after a bit the good-na
tured clergyman, too, laughing heart
ily.
The fame of this parrot’s achieve
ments reached the royal palace, where
upon King George commanded him to
sing before the court.
When Polly entered the royal pres
ence and was ordered to sing “God
Save the King,” not a sound would the
bird make. Then his majesty, put in
quite a rage by this obstinate discour
tesy, stalked out of the room.
Hardly had the door closed, however,
when the parrot broke gaily into the
national anthem, in a voice so fine that
the king delightedly re-entered the
room and offered O’Keefe a princely
sum for so gifted a bird. 5
O’Keefe loved his feathered friend
too dearly to part with him, and, tuck
ing Polly close to his breast, under his
shabby coat, begged his majesty’s
leave to keep him.
When the partot died the British
museum bought the skin and stuffed 1't,
and to-day Polly is to be seen In the
museum at Oxford.
A learned Philadelphia Polly sang
charmingly both In German and Eng
lish. He loved to sit In a sunny back
window and toss seed and crumbs to
hungry city sparrows; not only were
his feelings hurt, but he would scream
and scold, unless permitted to bless all
the family good-night and good-morn
ing.
He enjoyed the companionship of a
mate which laid several eggs, but
could never hatch them, so in despair
they set out to adopt some children.
Poking about the room one day they
chanced upon a box in which were
three tiny gray kittens, with which the
mother parrot was delighted.
Though the kittens struggled, she
gathered them under her wings, and
after a while the cat gave her babie3
entirely into the bird’s care.
The parrots learned to drink milk at
the same saucer with their adopted
children, and the kittens trotted con
tentedly about at their foster parents*
hells and had rough-and-tumble games
together on a sunny back porch.
A Remarkable Feat.
.Joseph Alexander of Neiwburg, N. Y.,
was 91 years of age last January, but Is
in full possession of all his faculties.
Last month in a heart shaped design
on a sheet of paper 2Vfcx2 inches, he
drew a circle the size of a ten cent
piece. With a pen he wrote the Lord's
Prayer within the circle, and the whole
of the 103d Psalm in the heart
shaped space. When In Washington
recently he wrote on a piece of paper
the size of a postal card matter con
taining 12,400 letters, besides the
Lord’s prayer in each of the four cor
ners. This remarkable piece of work
for such an old man has been placed
in the Smithsonian Institution.
A Story Sam Jones Tells.
Rev. Sam. Jones tells this story on
himself: “I seldom address an audi
ence that I don’t think of the words of
the good old colored woman after I had
preached to a great concourse of col
ored people on one occasion. This large,
fat, old colored woman—I suppose she
would weigh 200 pounds—came up to
! me and gave me her hand and said:
‘God bless you, Brudder Jones; you is
everybody's preacher and every nigger
loves to hear you: and, Brudder Jones,
you preaches more like a nigger than
any white’ man that ever lived, and,
Brudder Jones, you have got a white
skin, but, thank God, you have got a
black heart.' ”
A Humiliating Fart.
The first American flag made ef
American materials was raised over
the capitol at Washington on Feb. 24,
1S66. All the previous flags had been
made of English bunting, but this was
of American make and given by Gen.
B. F. Butler.
To many people Spring and its duties
mean an aching head, tired limbs, and
throbbing nerves. Just as the milder
weather comes, the strength begins to
wane, and “that tired feeling” is the
complaint of all.
The reason for this condition is
found in the deficient quality of the
blood. During the winter, owing to
various causes, the blood becomes
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richness and vitality. Consequently,
as soon as the bracing effect of cold
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