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! An American Nabob.j
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t A RemeArka-ble Story of Love. Gold and ♦
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^ By ST. GEOROE RATHBORNE ♦
' Copjri«hk bj STOUT A Smith, New York.
CHAPTER XX.—(Continued.) '
It seemed that the captain owned a
house far oft in the neighborhood of
West Brompton, and into this he had
moved the wreck of his fortunes, in
cluding his family.
The marquis waited a certain length
of time.
Then one afternoon he appeared at
the new home of the Livermores.
To himself he declared many times
that he intended this visit as a posi
tive means of increasing his hold upon
the captain's wife, over whom he
seemed to be exerting some peculiarly
hypnotic power, with the eventual aim
in view of inducing her to leave
home and seek some asylum on the
continent.
For years he had looked forward to
this same moment with the keenest
anticipation; for years he had in his
mind gone over every little detail, had
seen her surprise and alarm, with his
own great triumph, as he sent his
shafts home with the arm of ample
revenge; yet, strange to say, he did
not approach the subject with the
eagerness he had expected, the fever
ish thrill was only conspicuous by its
absence, and he even started guiltily
when from some distant part of the
rambling old structure a peal of child
ish laughter was borne to his ears;
there was something so condemnatory
in the merry sound.
By degrees he brought the subject
around to where he wanted it, and the
manner in which he accomplished this
declared that his strategic powers had
not waned a particle.
"Have you had any American
friends?” he asked.
“Yes, one,” came the rather confus
ed reply, and the listener knew he had
caused her mind to revert to that un
happy past about which she even
usually avoided thinking.
“Pardon me; but I once knew a poor
fellow, an artist, out in Mexico, who
said he had been well acquainted with
Captain Livermore's wife,” he went on
deliberately.
“An artist,” she echoed, looking
pained, and yet showing an eagerness
in her voice.
“Yes; by name Jack. I chanced to
do him several favors, and he even
confided his history to me. Poor fel
low, he had suffered bitterly.”
“Confided to you—then you know—"
in alarm.
“That you and he were once be
trothed—yes. That while he labored
unceasingly in the hope of gaining
fame and fortune, your love for him
began to grow cold. He had been the
means of reconciling you to your
proud old English grandfather. In the
whirl of society you met Captain Liv
ermore, then the lion of the hour. You
forgot to write to the man who be
lieved in you as he did in Heaven. He
came to London, unable to breathe
outside your presence. Then you
crushed him by declaring that while
you still loved him, you loved position
still more, and that you had agreed to
marry the captain.”
Fedora's head had fallen on her
wildly heaving bosom, but she neither
looked up nor uttered a word as yet,
being too stunned as the tremendous
revelation was forcing itself upon her
mind.
ne went, on piuiessiy.
“Jack sought a quarrel with the
man who had robbed him of all he
had on earth—perhaps you never knew
of it, but they met at dawn in the
deadly duello, each determined to kill
the other. The captain, as they ad
vanced toward each other, fired first
and only inflicted a wound. He was
then at Jack’s complete mercy, since
he was allowed the privilege of walk
ing up as close as he pleased and send
ing a ball through the heart of his
adversary.”
Fedora groaned, but never moved.
“The captain was no coward; believ
ing his hour had come, he deliberate
ly opened his coat and awaited the
fatal shot, his eyes looking into those
of the man he had wronged without
knowing it. Twice Jack took aim, but
each time he failed to pull the trigger.
Finally he raised his pistol, fired in
the air and fled from the scene.”
For the first time she raised her head
and looked at him, her troubled face
marked by conflicting emotions.
"Then came the wedding, which poor
Jack saw from the organ loft, enduring
the tortures of the damned while the
woman whom heaven had given to him
was united by law to man she did not
love.
“Then he fled from London as from
a place accursed and sought fortune’s
smiles upon a new field, hating women
because one had been false to her vows,
and always hugging to his heart the
resolution to some day return and take
full satisfaction for that treachery.
“That was Jack's story — doubtless
other men have suffered in the same
way from a woman’s hand, but none
more cruelly. And yet it seemed that
fortune took a strange delight in com
pensating him his loss oy throwing
into his hands the most wonderful
treasure ever known, surpassing all
tales from the days of Ophir and Solo
mon down to the present. More than
this, he was given power and made the
head of the Central American republic
whither fate had drifted him.
“Thus, when five years had passed
rich beyond the wildest dreams, made
a noble of Spain because of some finan
cial assistance he had given the gov
ernment at Madrid, Jack came back tc
London with the full determination tc
repay the debts he owed, at compound
interest, down to the last penny.”
She was looking at him now with
fear-haunted eyes, looking at him as
one might gaze upon some dreadful
spectre of the past.
"You—are—Jack!” she said, slowly,
as if almost unable to grasp the idea at
once.
“I am that once miserable wretch.
Having embarked upon my campaign,
I lost no time in making your hus
band's acquaintance. It was my hand
that, in a fair and honorable way,
stripped him of all he possessed. That
is only a beginning.”
“Jack! Jack! Have you no mercy?”
she groaned, wringing her hands
wildly.
"Did you have any when you so
coolly turned me down to stay in the
mine, while upon my shoulders you
mounted to a position in society and
gave yourself to a man you never
loved? I know all you would say, and
be sure, I have steeled my heart against
all arguments. What I seek is only
justice—a fair equivalent. I have suf
fered, God only knows how much. It is
your turn.”
He looked like a man of stone, upon
whom pleading and tears would be
wasted.
Fedora attempted neither at first—
she seemed to act and speak as if in &
dream, for his influence, whatever it
sprang from, dominated her personali
ty to a remarkable extent.
Had it been so in those days of yore
Fedora would never have willingly giv
en him up.
"You speak of heaven In the same
breath ' with vengeance—surely you
cannot believe, Jack, that God ap
proves of such things. I did wrong
you, oh, most grievously; but I have
bitterly repented it ever since, and
hoped the day might come when I
could tell you so. Often I have wept to
remember your despair. It has been
the one black spot upon my life, and
kept me from being truly happy. But,
Jack, won’t you forgive if you can
never forget—see. I plead with you;
hold this wretched remembrance no
longer against me. Be my friend, my
brother. You already respect my hus
band; why be the means of his ruin?”
“While I cannot forget, I must not
forgive. You have not yet begun to
know what suffering means. When
the world seems dark and your soul
prays for death-”
“But, Jack, stop; consider; you can
not have revenge upon me without in
juring my children,” she said, sudden
ly remembering his weakness of old,
and how a child had never appealed in
vain so long as he had a sou left.
This was a harder task than the oth
er, and the indomitable marquis was
compelled to grit his teeth in the en
deavor to stem the signs of retreat that
threatened to overwhelm him.
“I regret exceedingly that they must
suffer, for I am not that cruel to desire
through their hold on your heart to in
flict pain on you; but as I, an innocent
party, once paid the penalty of your
6in, so they, too, must inherit the leg
acy.”
“Is there no way in which you may
be satisfied without the burden falling
on them?”
I know of none. They must sufTer
when you do, all being members of
one family. It is fate.”
"Jack, have mercy!—see, on my
knees I beg you to forgive. It is true I
wronged you most fearfully. God
knows, I am wretchedly sorry. But out
of that wrong has come your bright
fortune, and, perhaps. Jack, some more
worthy woman may fill the place in
your heart I once occupied. Forget the
past and live for the future. Grasp
them before they have flown. Rise
above this spirit of revenge upon a
weak, wretched woman, who in her
thoughtlessness did you harm and
lived to repent. Already you have as
you say brought ruin upon us, and
cast us out from society. For that I
care little; but for God's sake, leave
me the love of my husband, my chil
dren."
It was enough to melt a heart of ice,
and reason combined with emotion in
the argument. Had not the marquis
threshed this same straw himself al
most daily—had it been thrust sudden
ly upon him. he must have been fairly
overwhelmed.
It was not his design that Fedora
should see any sign of weakness in his
manner, and he maintained the same
passionless exterior he had shown
through the whole interview.
“I promise nothing. Only this I
say. that your children have doubtless
saved you from a fate that might have
come upon you. I do not relent, I sim
ply change my tactics, and for their
sakes spare you that humiliation, that
shame. What further means of pun
ishment I may decide to invoke you
will know in good time. As you sowed
so mu3t you reap. That is the law of
recompense, of stern justice. There
fore, weep over your wretched lot, and
bitterly regret that false step in which
you were tempted by pride. I do not
dare remain here longer in your pres
ence. At least thank heaven that I
have decided to abandon the plan upon
which I was working as unworthy of
an honorable man.
“You are going, Jack?"
“Yes."
“Without seeing the children?”
pressing a button white he was not
looking.
“They remind me too bitterly of
what you, their unhappy mother,
seemed to me in the long ago—all In
nocence and trusting love. No, I don't
wish to see them now."
"Oh, Jack, be reconciled—I shall pray
daily that you cease to hate me, for the
sake of those little ones. Did you
know the boy's name is Jack?”
"What!" he gasped, weakening. "Do
you mean to say your husband allowed
you to do that—and I the man you
loved? Incredible!”
"I told him all, and it was he who
first proposed it. You don’t know his
generous nature. I can see now what
it was so disturbed him—you took his
fire and freely gave him his forfeited
life. Oh! wretched woman that I am
to have been loved by two such noble
men. and to have brought sorrow to
both. Who will deliver me from the
bondage of my sin?"
As if in answer to her forlorn cry the
patter of little feet sounded some
where—the marquis, alarmed at his
own weakness, turned to fly, but made
a miscalculation, for in the hall he was
waylaid by the enemy, who rushed
upon him with exultant cries.
He made a swoop for the little girl
and swept her up in his arms, until her
golden curls nestled against his shoul
der when he kissed her pouting lips
again and again.
i nen came me Doy, u> wnom ne naa
paid so little attention before. Now he
held him off at arm's length, where he
could look into his resolute face and
bold black eyes—yes, he was surely the
image of what Livermore must have
been as a lad, and yet, and yet, strange
to say, the marquis actually believed
he could see some traces of his own
characteristics in the boy—learned
philosophical and psychological schol
ars and doctors have long argued this
point, and agreed that it is not only
possible, but actual—the image of her
first love still remained strong in Fe
dora’s heart at the time the child was
born.
Kissing the youngster, the marquis
hastily quitted the house, followed by
the anxious gaze of the wretched Fe
dora, until the children, astonished at
the strange actions of their friend,
loudly bewailed his flight, and demand
ed her attention.
Weep no more tears of repentance
and fear, wife and mother, since the
seed has been sown and the harvest
must come in due season—that name
of Jack, together with the captain’s
generosity, proved the last straw that
broke the camel’s back.
CHAPTER XXI.
“Love has redeemed me!”
The game was drawing near its
close.
With each struggle that iron will of
the marquis, which had been the mar
vel and admiration of his friends, came
out much weaker.
Perhaps the thing that had the most
decided influence upon him was the
startling conviction that there had
been awakened within his heart a glow
of love for the little miniature painter.
With the flower of love blossoming
again in his heart he could hardly have
continued in his former policy.
Should he be magnanimous and free
ly forgive, or should he turn aside the
bright vision that tempted him, shut
himself up in a narrow compass and
carry out the miserable plan of the
past?
Thus he debated, pro and con. But
it chanced that the marquis was not
given an opportunity to fight his battle
to a finish in the usually accepted term
—there was a surprise in store for him,
a flank movement, as it were, on the
part of one who meant to be an ally,
yet proved his worst enemy.
That person was the Spanlsh-Ameri
can belle of San .Jose.
It was on the evening following that
when the marquis received such a
shock at the hands of Fedora.
It was probably 11 o’clock when one
of the hotel lackeys came with a card
on a silver salver and presented it to
the marquis.
This was a frequent occurrence, but
on this special occasion those who
were near by saw the usually cool na
bob give a plain start.
(To be continued.)
Photographers as Sportsmen.
In a recent book a hunter tells how
he spent many weary months in the
attempt to shoot an eagle, and at last
ambushed so successfully that he ac
tually touched the bird with his fin
gers. Having got so far he was con
tent, and let the eagle go free. It may
be a hunter’s tale, but there are at
present a very considerable number of
sportsmen who are a great deal keener
to see their game at close quarters
than to kill it. Instead of the old
phrase, ’’Let us go and kill some
thing,” the hunter now says, “Let us
go and focus something." The camera
has supplanted the gun. There are
now made all manner of devices, more
ingenious and intricate even than the
older trappers devised, for getting the
camera to bear on unsuspecting ani
mals. A boat, resembling a little the
duck-shooting boats used on the Irish
coast, has been devised, which is pro
pelled without oars or sails, and has a
beautiful photographic apparatus
rigged up in the bows. There are other
not less clever means for approaching
and photographing deer in their native
haunts, and they have been used with
altogether remarkable success. Hu
manitarians are already pointing that
that this sport with the camera gives
all the excitement of the chase without
any of the cruelty, and at least this
much may be conceded, that the diffi
culties of photographing, say, a weasel
are considerably greater and therefore
more attractive than those of shoot
ing it.
The busiest man on earth is the man
who keeps on a continual run getting
out of the way of work.
An old bachelor says that matrimony
! is the best cooking school.
BEET SUGAR FACTS.
ITS IMPORTANCE ILLUSTRATED IN
THE STATE OF MICHIGAN.
Give* Profitable Returna to Farmer* and
Benefit* the Conanmer by Ratabllah
Ing a Competition Beyoud the Tower
of the Sugar Troat to Suppreaa.
The ‘'Journal" In this Issue makes a
presentation of the Importance of the
beet sugar Industry to the farmers of
the state. What the factories that take
this product of the farm have done
will amaze those who now, for the first
time, read of the extent of their oper
ations. The money paid out for sugar
beets has added materially to the pros
perity of the districts in which they
are produced, and has continued on its
way to stimulate every interest in
which the farmer appears as a buyer.
It will be noticed that there is
claimed for each beet sugar factory
some measure of success. As a matter
of fact, not all of them have made
money in the sense in which it is made
in many old-established interests. But
if all of them had it would still not
operate powerfully to the sane mind
as a reason for placing this industry
in jeopardy by reduction or tne larm
on Imported raw sugar. The policy of
Protection is sustained by the votes
of this country, not that the protected
industries shall barely make both ends
meet. The industry of sugar making
in the United States is protected that
it may be profitable—so that it may
pay up to the American standard for
labor and be a factor in lowering the
price of a given article to the com
munity.
The beet sugar Industry does both
these things. It gives satisfactory re
turns to the farmer or else he will not
raise the beets; the whip hand thus
remaining with him, and not with the
factory. It has lowered the price of
sugar to the consumer by the confes
sion of the trust, and the evidence is
to be had at any grocery store, the
price of the relined article being now
nearly or quite down to the llgure it
touched under free trade in foreign
sugar.
The beet sugar industry has thus
justified its claim for protection—by
benefit to the consumer, by good prices
other Western states to be on tne alert
for the interests of their constituents.
The effort is being made to bring up
the Kasson reciprocity treaties—which
many senators hold are dead because
not ratified within the prescribed time.
It is asserted that Senator Cullom of
Illinois has given his word that the
long delayed treaties shall be acted on.
to which there is no objection—if they
are acted on rightly.
The treaty which the Northwestern
senators should look out for Is that ne
gotiated with the Argentine Republic,
which provides for a material reduction
in the duty on wool. The effect of the
great wool growing interests of Mon
tana and other wool-growing states
can be appreciated, and the treaty in
question should not be ratified.
Reciprocity Is all right if carried on
along the lines laid down by President
McKinley—so that its provisions shall
not prove injurious to any American
Industry. The treaty with the Argen
tine Republic would prove extremely
damaging to the wool Interests of this
country, and therefore should not be
ratified.—Helena (Mont.) Record.
What We Know.
We know with much accuracy that
free trade for Cuban sugar means the
destruction of our domestic sugar in
dustry. We know that It came into
being by protection. We know that it
was the first significant extension of
protection to agriculture, and we know
that the farmers of many states have
profited by it, and that it meaUB the
addition of a new crop to the variety
by which they make a living from
their land. iKxtension of protection to
them was an economic experiment that
has become a demonstration. Why
should it be abandoned, to the Injury
of American farmers, in order that
Cuba may be delivered from hypo
thetical distress? Why not consider
the interest of the American fanner
and make the Cuban the subject of
experiment? Why not let Cuba go on,
organize her government, take the in
dependence for which she fought and
which we gained for her, and wait
and see whether she goes over the
hill to the poorhouse by losing the
chance to sell one ton of sugar in
Spain to forty sold in the United
States?—San Francisco Call.
Mora Than Our Duty.
We have performed far more than
our duty toward Cuba. We cannot
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to the grower, and by adding to the
general prosperity of the State. The
plea for lowering the tariff Is founded
on:
An alleged suffering Cuba.
In all sincerity the “Journal” de
clares that it cannot conclude that
Cuba is suffering. There were brought
before the ways and means committee
of the House a number of Cuban sugar
planters. We have yet to read the
testimony of one who did not acknowl
edge that the island was prosperous;
that labor was better employed than
ever before; that any enlargement of
the sugar industry by increasing the
sise and number of the plantations
would mean that labor must be im
ported to work them—cheap labor, not
American labor. In fairness, let us
admit that some of these same Cuban
planters predicted suffering in the fu
ture if the sugar crop of the island
could not be sold at a higher rate than
offered now.
Grant that. But in whose hands,
then, is the price? In the bands of the
Sugar Trust. If the tariff is cut 20, or
some other per cent, there is no cer
tainty that the Sugar Trust will do
other than say to the Cuban planter:
"The price of sugar is fixed in the
London market; any reduction in the
tariff is velvet for me. If you do not
wish to take the price we offer there
are thousands of tons of surplus sugar
in the market to be had at that price.”
Michigan capital is slowly building
up an industry of profit to the com
munities in which its factories are lo
cated, and the source of a cheaper
household necessity to thousands. It
was started under a pledge—a written
pledge, not one in the air like that said
to have been made to Cuba—a pledge
to so protect beet sugar that so much
of the home market as it could supply
should be saved to it by a tariff on
raw sugar.
All that the industry asks is that
that pledge be kept. If there is some
where a pledge to Cuba, the rich Gem
of the Antilles, let that be kept, too,
but at the expense of the taxpayers as
a whole—not of one industry.—Detroit
“Journal.”
Protect Our Wool Growers.
There is a fine opportunity for the
senators from Montana, Wyoming and
pamper it and get the return to be ex
pected from a spoiled child. It is not
our business to provide concessions for
Cuba simply because it is Cuba.
The island will soon be foreign soil
under its own President and Congress,
with its own fiscal and other policies.
The latest Republican national plat
form says: "We renew our faith in the
policy of protection to American la
bor. In that policy our industries
have been established, diversified and
maintained.” As to the general prin
ciples of reciprocity, the platform de
clares: "We favor the associated pol
icy of reciprocity so directed as to
open our markets on favorable terms
for what we do not ourselves produce
in return for free foreign markets.”
That is as far as the Republican
party has declared itself. To make an
exception in behalf of Cuba or any
other independent nation would be an
injustice in government as well as par
ty stultification.—Trenton Gazette.
Same Old right.
The citrus fruit growers of this and
other states where the orange grows
are beginning to realize now what one
cent a pound tariff on that fruit, for
which they work so hard, means. They
thought they knew before; now they
know that it means more profits on
their productions. The prices on citrus
fruits in the American markets are
higher than before, but better profits
are being realized, notwithstanding the
high freights to the East. Still we
shall have the free trade doctrine to
fight again and again.—Petaluma
(Cal.) Argus.
Of Conrse Not,
The Boston "Herald” (Free-Trade)
is pleased with Congressman Babcock’s
plan of placing a large line of iron
and steel products on the free list,
but considers that he is In error in
keeping upon the dutiable schedules
the crude materials out of which his
proposed free manufactured materials
are made. "This is neither scientific
nor reasonable,” says the "Herald.”
Of course it isn't. How could it be
scientific and reasonable and yet be
Babcock's plan?
There are few lives without that de
lightful element of "possibility”
which makes some men not only en
durable, but hopeful.—“Trinity Bells.”
INSPECTION OF IMPORTED ANIMALS
The secretary of agriculture Bays:
(n order to prevent the Introduction
sf animal plagues an Inspection ser
vice Is maintained at our principal
seaports and along our frontier. Quar
antine stations have been established
tor animals coming from countries
where contagious disease exists. There
were quarantined at these stations
during last year 659 cattle, 625 sheep,
81 swine and 118 animals for menag
eries and zoological parks. There
were also admitted, after Inspection
and In some cases quarantine, over
242.000 animals from Canada and about
100.000 from Mexico. The examina
tion of this vast aggregate of imported
animals, amounting In all to over a
third of a million, Is a most responsi
ble task, but so far It has been suc
cessfully conducted, and none of the
exotic plagues of the domesticated an
imals has been allowed to reach our
territory. With our enormous Invest
ment In animals that are susceptible
to such plagues, It Is clearly a duty
which the government owes to our
stock raisers to maintain this Inspec
tion and quarantine with the utmost
rigidity. The ravages of the rinder
pest as It Is sweeping over the African
continent should be an object lesson
Indicating the terrible destruction
which such a disease would cause
among our Immense herds of valuable
stock.
ine tremendous possibilities or loss
from Imported contagion suggest that
possibly the time has come when It
might be well for us to consider
whether It would not be best for us to
follow the example of Oreat Britain
and exclude entirely live stock from
other countries. Inspection and quar
antine, however, carefully and con
scientiously performed, are acknowl
edged by most countries to be only a
relative and not an absolute guaranty
of protection. Should not our animal
industry have the most complete safe
guards thrown around it which the
experience of the world has shown to
be required for the most absolute and
perfect protectlonT In this connection
we are reminded that some of the ter
ritory which has recently come under
our flag Is believed to be infected with
animal plagues and parasites unknown
to the United States, and that may
work great injury If they are trans
ported to our soil. It would appear to
be wise for such legislation to be en
acted as would provide against ani
mals from this territory being allowed
to enter our ports, whether these an
imals are brought by individuals 01
returning troops.
Lon of MoUtare la Incubator*
Bulletin 73, West Virginia Station:
The chick absorbs oxygen and mois
ture and certain gases are thrown off
through the shell. Under normal con
ditions the total amount of moisture
and gases which have been thrown off
at any particular time corresponds to
that particular stage in the develop
ment of the chick, or In other words,
when an egg Is incubated under per
fectly normal conditions the total loss
in the weight of the egg corresponds,
within certain limits, to the stage of
development of the embryo. If tho
operator of an incubator knows how
much a certain number of eggs have
lost In weight since the beginning of
the incubating period and compares
this loss with the normal loss of the
same number of eggs for the same
length of time he will know definitely
whether the eggs have decreased prop
erly In weight. If they have lost too
much, providing of coarse that the
temperature has been normal they
are drying up too rapidly, and either
more moisture should be supplied, or
the amount of ventilation should be
reduced, but in reducing the circula
tion of air through the incubating
chamber It must be remembered that
p.ure air surrounding the eggs is just
as Important as a proper temperature;
on the other hand, if the eggs are not
losing weight as rapidly as they should
they are either kept too moist, or they
are not receiving the proper amount
of ventilation, or perhaps they may be
kept too moist and Insufficiently ven
tilated also. _
Why Danish Matter Is Superior.
One reason why the Danes turn out
such uniformly fine butter is that they
pasteurize almost entirely. In that
country they have a number of in
spectors who go around to the dairies
and creameries to see that things are
all right When the butter Is found
to be faulty, the buttermaker is told
to change his starter. The buttermak
ers work by rule and can scarcely give
a reason for what they do. In this
they contrast strongly with our but
termakers. I think on general princi
ples that the American buttermakers
are better than the Danish. The point
I want to make is that If a Dane Is
asked for an explanation as to why ha
did this or that, he cannot tell you.
Put the same question to our butter
makers and they know why every
thing is done and what will result
from their work.—Prof. G. L. McKay.
A Popular Fallacy.
A strongly Intrenched popular fal
lacy, often exposed but constantly be
ing revived, is that sulphur Is a valu
able remedy against insects when put
into holes bored into the trunks of
trees, the idea being that the sulphur,
when plugged in, is carried up by the
movement of the sap Into the
branches and distributed in the foli
age, rendering the latter distasteful to
insects. In point of fact the sulphur
remains exactly where it Is placed, and
is of no possible advantage from an
insecticide standpoint or any other,
and furthermore the treatment is
mischievous in that It injures to that
extent the soundness of the trunk.—
Bui. 58, Texas Staton.
”Work and sleep, the two periods of
unconsciousness of self, are the two
periods of happiness.”
