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HEN Rush II ur I a tone was fl v o years old ho played with children of seven and eight; when ho was ten boys nnd girls of twelve and fif teen wero his companions: nnd when ho reached tho mature ago of fifteen his friends wero young men and maidens of eighteen and twenty. It was not surprising, therefore, to those who know him best, to (lnd him at twenty in lovo with a woman of twenty-fivo. Yet, with all his fondness for older people, Rush Ilurlstono was not a particularly serious young man. No ono enjoyed lifo moro than ho; and ho enjoyed tho gnyo tics of lifo, too so well, in fact, that at ono time his family had fears that ho might fall into fast ways and not rcallzo tho brilliant expectations they hud form ed for him. His father dying at tho close of tho civil war, and neither of his brothers 6eoming to realizo tho situation, though both of them wero older than ho, ho left collego and went to work at onco to&cttlo up his father's affairs Capt. Ilurlstono had nothing but his pay to livo upon, and when ho died that source of revenue wus cut off. Tho mother owned tho houso sho lived In at Farmstcd, an old fashioned Now York village; but thcro wero flvo olril dren, including Rush, two older boys, John and Philip, and two girls, who wero younger than ho, Marion and Rosa lind. John was in tho array with his father as a volunteer. Ho was an amia ble, popular, selfish fellow, who found his lieutenant's pay hardly sufficient to cover his own expenses, and qulto inade quate to do anything towards meeting thoso of tho family. John camo homo with a negro servant and two horse.) after ho was mustered out of servico, nnd set tled down to wait for something to turn up. Philip was studying law in Judgo Gunn's oftlco in Farmstcd, and ho in tended to finish his course letcomo what would. Thcro wero still two years beforo him, and somo ono must pay his ex penses ho didn't know who, and ho didn't caro, so long as they wero paid. Tho girls, 12 and 15 years of ugo respec tively, had their education yet to get. If Rush remained at collego (ho was in the junior class), ho realized that ho would not only bo putting no tnonoy in tho family purso, but would bo depicting that small treasury; so ho camo home. fully determined to tako advantage of tno urst opportunity that sliould otter It- pelf, Of all professions in tho world ho pre ferred that of journalism, nnd, Tho Farmstcd Free Lanco being in want of a gcnoral utility man ono who could do all tho necessary reporting for a weekly paper, writo tho minor editorials and tho Now York lottcr and think himself well paid on a Balary of $300 a year ho ap plied for tho situation nnd got It. Thcro was no competition to speak of. A crack brained auctioneer with a weakness for Shakespeare made a formal application for the Mmt. but Editor Dwycr Bald that tho love of KX'try was tho root of all evil, and ho didn't want any ono spout ing Shakespeare about ids establishment So the auctioneer returned to his block and Rush Ilurlstono entered upon tho discharge of his duties In tho ofllco of Tho Frco Lanco with energy and enthu siasm, Tho journalistic sense tho news eenso was fully doveloped in him at an n.in r. r,,i i, ooii nn.i ii. i utnns of his journal with original ac counts of tho sayings and doings of tho good pcoplo of Farmstcd. Beforo long his local ntories began to be largely copied by tho state papers, and Tho Frco Lance got a reputation that it had never isiiMnrtnn. uiunriub had before: tho column of Generalities" glittered for tho first tlmo in its history. As for tho Now ork letter, it would Imvo nstonlshcd the New York ers had they read it. At the end of a year Rush thought ho had learned all of his profession that was to in) learned on Tho Free Lanco. There was not a department of tho paper to which ho had not contributed; nnd ho had even Icarnca to "stlclc type," that he might say that ho had dono as much in tho way of newspaper work as Franklin did. Donjamln Franklin was his hero, and ho sincerely wished that Ills father had named him Franklin, instead of after that other distin guished Phlladclphlan, Benjamin Rush. Now York was tho goal towards which IV, K m by his mind turned, ana ho determined to try his luck at getting on n paper in that city. Ho had fully determined to suc ceed in his profession, and ho could see i nothing to prevent success. How to get his foot on tho first step was tho serious question. That onco accomplished, ho feared nothing, for ho had a sublimo faith in tho cfilcacy of hard work bup pjrust ny (.'Mtlmxiimm. i Judgo (Jiitni. who for a country law yer had qulto an extensive acquaintance in Now York, knew n man on ono of the great dailies, The Dawn, and gave Rush u letter of introduction to him. Ho didn't know in exactly what department his friend belonged, but was euro that ho was nu editor of 601110 sort. This suriulso proved correct. Mr. James Spar was tho shipping news editor, and had kbout ns much idea of tho wants and management of tho other departments as Judgo Gunn himself. However, ho was ft kind hearted man, and, being struck by tho handsome young faco of Rush Ilurlstono, ho determined to put himself out, if necessary, to aid him. ( In tho first place, ho talked over tho chances of journalism with tho young man, and did his best to dincourcgo him. 1 "A journalist's lifo 1j a dos'j life," said he. ( "You are always, somolxxly's slave; you must go where you aro bid and do i as you aro told. You must turn niglit into day and work fourteen hours out of tho twenty-four. You may do your best and get no thanks for it, and though what you write may make pcoplo talk, thoy will never know who it was that wroto it. All tho credit goeB to the paper, or to John Gasper Plummctt, tho proprietor. And what are tho rewards of journalism? Perhaps you will innko $20 a week after n whilo If you are clov er; and you may hopo somo tlmo, when you aro a middlo aged man, to work up to an editorial position at $00 a week. I have been hero fivo-nnd-twenty years and my salary is $-15 a week. I havo a wifo and four children, threo of whom , tako caro of themselves, for which I thank heaven, as it's not much that I could do for them. Tho youngest, jioor I girl, is homo with two fatherless littlo ones; but suo is welcome; 1 uon t com plain. I only tell you what this profes sion is that looks so attractive to you and to other young follows." "But look at IIoYaco Grceloy, James Gordon Dennett, Henry J. Raymond, Charles A. Dana and half a dozen others: what of them? Thoy havo found better rewards than those you mention," re- j plied Rush, ntill undaunted. "To Iks euro, journalism rewarded them I well; but thoy aro tho exceptions." "And why shouldn't I bo an exception? ! A'W rnt0 l n,,u eil8er for ho fray and "". -" "" .- "I sco you aro not to bo discouraged. I supposo you know mat there Is no royal road to journalistic success that you will havo to begin at tho bottom?" "Thcro is no royal road to any success that I haVo over heard of. I nm ready to break tho ground, as better men have dono beforo mo." And Rush buttoned his coat and Htraightcncd himself up to his full height, ns though it were manual labor with a crowbar and pickax that lay before him, rather than brain work with a pen as his tool. "Como nlong, then," said kind old Mr. Spar, "I will introduco you to tho city editor. Every ono has to go through his mllL It is llkothatof tho gods: It grinds slowly, and it grinds exceedingly small." "I follow," said Rush. "Show mo tho miller." Tho placo in which this conversation was held was a gloomy ante-room nt tho 1 " I mere. head of a flight of winding iron stairs. were half n dozen pcoplo Bitting thcro, somo writing at a rickety round tablo; others looking over tho file of nowspapers on tho racks; others still coming nnd going on errands of various sorts; telegraph boys, peoplo with griev ances they wanted to air, cranks with ' patent flying machines thoy insisted ,,ii,iin ,i ,n,,, ii.i. uivii vuiumnjj t4i iiiiitmiiii 1 vr 1 11.1- cians who wanted to know if tho manag ing editor was in. To nil of tlieso tho old doorkeeper wos most polite. Ho uovcr for a moment lost his tompcr, though ho was sorely tried nt times. Ho seemed to know Ills business thoroughly, yet ho was nlwayft in doubt as to whether tho person asked for was in or not. Ho was qulto willing, howover, to go and see, if tho gentleman would only lo good enough to tell him his naino and busi ness. Fifty times nn hour ho had to unlock tho glass door that led to tho mysteries inside and clojed with a spring behind him; and as often when ho returned ho had to extract the keys from the d cut lis Philadelphia, Pa., and Publlnhod American Proud Association. or his pocket (nn operation which ho always performed with the air of n dis coverer) mid unlock tho Krtnl. There wnan fiortof pitying expression in Ills eyes os ho ushered Mr. Spar and Rush through that llttlu door; and ho ohook his head doubtfully and spat a inouthful of tobacco juico on tho mat as tho door clicked behind them. Tho narrow way was lighted through glass partitions, but It was only a step to tho city editor's room tho city editor's den would bent describe It. Tho place was only big enough to hold nwlesk, a chair and a reK)rtcr. It was lighted with gas tliough tho tlmo was liigh noon. Tho i editor sat at his desk and was busily en- gaged talking with somebody at tho other end of a rubber tulm: "All the Great Jones street (Ire copy has gono up." he shouted. "Put a display head over it and send down galley proof. He Biiro and kill Tho Widow Mulligan's I Baby." Then, after 11 moment's listen' ing, "All right; good-by." Turning round, ho exclaimed, "Well, Mr. Spar, what can I do for you? Anything wrong nt quarantine?" "No, Mr. Musgrave: It'sall quiet down thcro at present, though there ought to bo some news. Tho Catalnpla is overdue. But I camo here on other business this morning. I want to introduce my young friend, Mr. Rush i.tirlstotio, of Farm Btcd, who wishes to cuter tho ranks of New York journalists." "Another victim," said Mr. Musgrave, laughing good naturedly. "I'm afraid you'll loso that healthy coloring beforo you havo been at HiIh work long." Kusii looueu ni me sngiii uguro anil palofacoof the city editor, made paler by a dark beard and mustache, and then nt tho whiter rims around his eyes, nnd wondered whether journalism would havo that effect upon his robust constitu tion. "I'm pretty tough. It would tako something harder than reporting to knock me out," he replied, with the con fidence of youth. "I'm pretty tough myself , or I shouldn't bo nlivo today. So you want to boa journalist, and you aro a friend of Mr. Spar? Wo'ro pretty full just now, nnd there doesn't seem to bo much going on. Tho best 1 can do is to glvo you a chanco if ono occurs. You may report hero to morrow at half-past 11. Send in your card, and if thcro is anything I can givo you to do 1 will do bo with pleasure IIopo you'll llko your now profession. Good morning, Mr. Ilurlstono; Mr. Spar, adieu. Now, O'Brien, what is it? You couldn't sco Senator Mlggins? Nonsense! You must bco Senator Mlggins and innko him talk. If tho man nt the front door won t let you In go In through the area: but sco him you must. "That was Boon settled, thanks to you, Mr. Spar." said Rush, as they passed out. "And now for work. I wish Mr. Mus gravo had said to begin today I nm bo eager to begin that it seems liko nn eter nity till to-morrow. In tho mcantimo I'll look for lodgings. Tho Astor houso ia rather expensive for a reporter. I thank you very much for your kindness, and hope you'll never have reason to repent It" "I'm sure I never shall," said Mr. Spar, shaking the young man by the hand. "Let mo know how you are getting along. Good luck to you." Tho old doorkeeper fumbled for his koys, and let Rush out into tho nnto rooni again: nnd again ho shook his hcali ucprccatingiy ns tno young man ran lightly down tho winding stairs. Beforo dinner tlmo ho had found n very com fortnhlo room with a French fnmily In West Eleventh street. Everything nbout tho placo was neat ns wax, and ho bar gained for a third story room looking out into a pretty front ynrd one of tho few in Now York. Tho landlady, who was pleased with his frank manner nnd amused by his broken French, mado a good arrangement with him, which in cluded a cup of enfo nu lait aud a roll in tho morning. His lunch nnd dinner ho would get wherever ho happened to bo. A newspaper man's lunch is virtually his breakfast, for if ho does not get to bed beforo half past S or U in tho morning ho is not likely to be up and out much beforo noon. After writing n few lines home to tell his mother of his good luck Rush strolled out into tho street, crossed over to Union 1 and cars. Tho music entranced him, square and sat down upon ono of tho ' and tho prima donna turned his brain, benches thcro to think over tho situation. Beforo tho opera was over ho wns madly To bo sure, ho had been nt collego for ) In love. Ho had been moro or less bus two years, and had worked as nn hide- coptlblo to tho charms of the gentler box .pendent man on Tho Farmstcd Frco Lanco, but ho had nover felt tho perfect emancipation from all restraint that ho j realized at this moment At college he 1 was littlo moro than a school boy, nnd on Tho Frco Iance ho had lived nt homo, j but now ho had cut adrift and wns about ; to set up for himself. With nil his ela- I tlon a touch of homo sickness camo over ! him, nnd for n moment ho felt n wild I desire to tako a late train nnd surprise tho folks at Formated. Not, of course, that ho wanted to bee them bo much, but they would be bo delighted to bco him! I Howover, ho gavo up that Idea nnd bo- camo Interested in looking at the cop!o around htm until his country appetite warned him that it was tlmo to get some thing to cat Ho knew tho principal streets and hotels of Now York, but ho had only a general Idea of tho plan of tho city, and of anvthinc oil tho beaten track ho knew absolutely nothing, Setting out In quest of a restaurant, ho walked down Fourth avenuo from Fourteenth Btreot until ho camo to a place where a nlgn at tho door announced "French nnd Italian Restaurant. Tublo-d'holo dinner, with wlno, 73 cents. Macaroni a specialty." doing tip a lllght of Blalra, ho entered a room at one end of which a black eyed, curly haired Italian sat at a desk milk ing change. On either side wero rows of little tables, between which dexterous waiters bearing aloft dishes of smoking viands hurried to nnd fro. RubIi Hurl- stono was not a man to bo daunted by n now exjHirlcnco. when ho was tin familiar with tho ways of a placo, ho took in the habit of Its frequenters at a glance, mid did as they did. It troubled him for a moment to know whether any language except Italian wasNpuken, but, remembering that many Italians speak French, ho was just nhout to hail a waiter In the latter language, when tho man called out to him, In excellent Eng lish: "Tills wny, sir, If you please." Rush seated himself nt ono of tho littlo tables nnd took up a bill of faro, ntill firmly believing that ho would havo to give his orders in French; but beforo ho had made up his mind what Ho would have a dish of Hteamlng Koup was laid beforo him, Tills was followed by fish and meat, and then a heaped up plato of macaroni with its savory sauce, topped with Parmesan cheese. Tho only maca roni Rush had over eaten beforo was tho port best known in American country towns, which Is covered with slices of chceso nnd baked in an oven. Tho Eng Hsli call It "chceso pudding," nnd servo It nfter the salad. The Italian spaghetti wns now to him; but ho saw an Italian eating It at an opposlto tablo aud fol lowed his cxamplo with something of tho sensations of Sir Walter Raleigh when ho first lighted n pipe of tobacco. He wound tho slippery ropes mound his fork and finally ate them with us much enjoyment ns If Boventy-fivo cent dinners in Italian restaurants had mado a part of his every day life. Birds, salad, cheese, fruit and coffee followed In easy succession. Everything tasted good ex cept tho wlno, which was of tho watered California variety; and when J10 lighted his cigar young men did not smoko cigarettes in those days as they do now ho felt that he had dined well, Having plenty of tlmo on his hands ho called for The Evening Post, and when ho had rend all tho no ws ho looked nt his watch aud found that it was half past ?. Ho had thought it must bo at least 0. What could ho do to kill time? Goto ; ,llft tlinntrn. or. bettor, to the onnm. If It wnB nn opcrn ngilt) for tlCT0 wa8 ono thing ho loved abovo another it was I music. Turning to tho advertising col 1 umns of Tho Post ho found that it was I evidently u gala night, for he read: 1 ENOAaCMENT EXTOAOnMNArtYl I Mr. Max Maximum ban tho honor to anoouaco that ho ban icvum tho tervlci of tho dUtlo- RuUbnl AuiiTlcan prima donna, MIU HELKK KNOWLTOX, j for a tew nlghta only, pruvlout to her departure for Eurou Thl, Wednesday ovenlnif, "La Tra I ttata" Hits Knowiton la tiercrcatroloof Vlo : W-tta Beat may bo tecum! at the box ofllco. I " 'Travlata,' tho story of Dumas' 'Dame aux Camellias,'" Buid Rush to himself, I "and Miss Knowiton ns Vlolctta, Just I the thing! I have never heard her, and they say she Is lino." So he walked ' nround tn the academy, bought a good ! seat for two dollars and settled down for I nn evening of solid pleasure. Every l l'.ou " "'" "'""rv wiw 11 treat to mm. lip fnii-u- muiiiL'li nf iiiiikIc In imnrrvlnfp ' tli.t li.tmiffitu iif flint mttu 1lf1ut1luf.fi ftiuiiti and he wondered how the people who ...V 'M... . V.. ... .... WI.Ull.'tU .. ,.., had the boxes could find it in their hearts U come so late. But he enjoyed seeing them come in, and he was quite enchanted with the pretty girls who graced the front rows. The sccno is beautiful enough oven to old opera goers, for there Is no theatre In the world that shows off an audience as docs tho Academy of Music, aud it must havo been simply dazzling to an Impres sionable young man to whom It was all now. Tho last notes of tho overture died nway and tho great curtain rolled up, showing tho room in Violettn's houso. ( It is not neccessary to follow the story or tno opera: enougn to say mat kusii Ilurlstono could scarcely bellovo hlsoyes i ever since he left off petticoats, hut this 1 was something now. Ho had novcr felt this konsation lcforo. Ho wanted to kill tho tenor a mild eyed Signor Mcssnlini and tear tho dlviuo Violetta from his arms. Altogether, ho was licsido him tclf. It was an extrcino case of lovo at first night. Do you Iwllovo such a fire is certain to die out ns quickly as it is kindled? Read tho following pages, nnd you will know Iwtter. If tho departing aiidienco had not be gun to walk over his feet and to express itself rather vigorously at tho stupid manner in whtih he Kit in his heat after tho curtain was rung down, Hush Ilurl stono would probahly have remained in tho Academy of Music till morning. After having nearly upset a tall, near sighted young man, ami having held a btout elderly lady on his hihtep for half a minute, Rush collected his scattered wits, aud boon found himself 'wider the calm evening sky that hung over Irving place. The one thought uppermost In ills mind wan tho prima donna ho had just seen, aud whom he must Bee again before ho could return to h!s lodgings In West Eleventh Direct But how was he to Bee 11 person no hedged alioiit? Tho stage door! Sho must come through that passage to take her carriage, nnd as she passed htm ho could catch ono moro glance of her liewltchlug face. A few words of Inquiry brought him to tho spot. A coach was drawn up by the side walk her coachl Ho knew it Instinctively, nnd thcro was n largo street lamp burning right at llHiloorl IIo would make believe that he was getting a light for his cigar, aud would he standing in front of the coach as sho put her dainty fool upon thu step, leaning against tho iron fence nt the cntrauco to tho stngo door were two dnrk browed men con versing in Italian. A couple of fashion ably dressed young fellows stood on tho opjionlto side. Half a dozen passers by Btopped when thoy saw the coach. "Knowiton will lie coming out In a min ute," said ono of them; "let us wall." "Knowiton," ho called her, without any Miss or Mademoiselle. Rush's lingers closed over his walking stick; ho had half n mind to rap the speaker across the faco for his insolence. There was a creaking of tho Htngo door, nnd by the wind blown light a femalo figure was noon emerging. Tho heart of the country boy stood still. But tho figure stopped, and, after ex changing u few words In Italian with tho two dark browed men, took tho nrm of onu of them nnd ect off In tho direction of Third avenue. It was only ono of tho chorus girls go ing homo with her husband, who kept n littlo cigar storo around tho corner. More chorus girls, with littlo bags In their hands, camo through tho door aud dis appeared In tho Biimo direction, somo with chorus men by their sides, others alone. After standing out In tho chilly night nlr for three-quarters of an hour Rush was rewarded by Beelng tho Btngo door (lung wide open. The fashionably dressed young men straightened their neckties; the others leaned eagerly for ward; the remaining dark browed Italian cuffed a street Arab who stood in tho wny; there was a sudden erfumo of roses; n handsomo young man in evening Uresa, with n light overcoat hanging gracefully over his nrm and two enor mous bouquets In his hand, stopped out Into Fourteenth street, immediately fol lowed by something completely envoi oped in white fur nnd laco, wtiich hur ried to tho carrlago, followed by an elderly lady in block, attendod by a French maid carrying n black bag In her hand. Tho stage doo.-kecper ran after them, hat In hand. "What Bhall bo dono with tho flowers, tho baBkcls and the stands?" he inquired of tho elderly lady. "Send them around to tho houso in a cart; wo can't tako them with us." Bangl slam! What was that loud re port? Nothing, only the quick shutting of tho carrlago door. Tho coachman snapped his whip, tho horses sprang for ward, and in a second tho carrlago had disappeared around tho corner of Irving placo, and Rush had not caught as much as a glimpse of tho beautiful face. His first impulse was to run after it nt full speed, but ho rcmcmlwred that ho was in New York and not in Fnrmstcd, nnd that ho might be arrested as n lunatlo at tho very outset of his career. "By Jove, Harry," wild one of tho well dressed young men to the other, "sho didn't bco us nt nil." "1 didn't supposo alio would, Bob," said tho other; "but I thought wo might havo Been her." "That isn't tho worst of It; our flowers nro going round to tho houso in a cart with tho rest of them. What fools wo nro! Well, como nlong, old boy; let's go toDol'sundbo happy." And Bob took Harry's arm and tho two sauntered off In tho direction of Union square. "I'm ono of tho fools," said Rush to himself, and he, too, turned his fnco in the Ktmo direction. There was a sharp wind blowing up Fourteenth street, nnd ho raised his hat that it might cool his throbbing brow. Tho very thought of tho room in West Eleventh street stilled him. He must move nbout out under the htars. perhaps ho could walk off his excitement. Around nnd around Union squnro ho went, at a rato that would have aston ished a professional walker. His legs wore trying to keep iweo with his thoughts, and it put their agility to tho test. After he had circumnavigated the square for nearly two hours, a olimnan halted him with, "I iy, young feller, you iuukI havo walked 'cm oil by this time. Don't you think you'd better move on?" Tho sourd of n voice speaking directly to him arc jsed Rush from tho spell that seemed to U uon him. He looked at his watch by tho light of the moon, and saw that it was just half-jinst 1, "You're quito right," said lie to tho loliceiuan; "I think it's alxmt time for me to turn in." And then he added to himself, "Well, I havo begun to keep newspaper hours with a vengeance!" In a few moment she wns at his lodgings, and by 4 o'clock wos Bleeping ns soundly nnd sweetly ns n child. CHAPTER II. UNCTUAI.LY on tho Btroko of half punt 11 RiibIi wns climbing tho Iron Btnlrs nt the office of (Tit tt'bmi' Bi s H liill 11. HI MP - iff 1 Mi i 'or Sis!1' tJi-- til- "1 w? Tho Dawn. Tho o I d doorkeejier recognized h I in, nud gavo him n pleasant "Good morning, sir," as Rush handed him his enrd to take In to Mr. Mus grave. In n mo ment the old man returned. "Will you pleaBO bo son ted, bIi?" Mr. Musgravo sayH. So Rush sal down nt tho round tablo aud toyed with ono of tho red handled penholders that lay there, Impatient to get his first assignment. IIo was soBtiro that he would hear from Mr. Musgravo immediately that ho would not sit full hock on hit chair, but hovered on tho edge of It, ready to jump tho moment he heard his naino colled. Half an hour passed by, and the edgoof the hard chair began to feel uncomfortable, so ho seated himself well against the back. Another half hour, and ho thought, "There nro probably a uumlior ahead of mo; my turn Is sura to como beforo long." So ho took a copy of Tho Dawn from his pocket nnd began to rend all tho long local stories. IIo had been in such 11 hurry to get to tho ofllco In tlmo that ho had read only tho head lines before. After reading several columns carefully through, he lcgan to fidget and to wonder what It nil meant Ho looked nt his watch. It wan half past 1. Calling tho doorkeeper to him, ho asked him if ho would he kind enough to remind Mr. Musgrave that he was there. Tho old man told him that Mr. Musgravo had just gone to luncheon nnd would not re turn beforo half posts. Rush hod eaten n lata breakfast, bo ht was not hungry; but ho was very nerv ous nud tired, IIo hnd been unusually excited tho night beforo, nud had slopt but n few hours, nnd this watting was very tedlouo. However, ho wns there, and there ho meant to stay till ho got Bomo word from Mr. Musgravo. IIo read all tho editorials, aud was half through tho advertising columns by half past '1. Still no word from inside. Every stroko of tho bell on tho city edit or's desk mado him start, nud ho could not lwllovo Hint ho did not hear his namo mentioned. Finally, nearly stifled by tho bod air, and worn out by sitting bo long, Rush mado a bold push and sent in word ngain, to which tho reply camo that there was "nothing for Mr. Ilurl stono today," It was then nbout S o'clock nnd raining hard; so RubIi may bo pardoned if ho felt rather blue. Eta thought of tho dear ones nt home, nnd know that just at that tlmo they wero sitting nround a crackling wood flro In tho library, waiting for Sarah to an nounce that tea was served. This re minded him that ho had not broken his fast in bovcral long hours; bo ho jumped on tho front platform of a Fourth avenuo car, that ho might get tho fresh air (ho did not mind tho rain) and rodo up to tho Italian restaurant where ho had dined the night beforo, Liko many n man before him, ho felt better nffr he had dined, nnd bethought he would go to thu opera again. To his disgust, ho found that opera was given only every other night If ho could not go to tno opera, no could at least go nround to Irving placo and look at tho building which only tho night beforo had been mi glorified in his eyes. So ho walked around to tho historic pilo of yel low brick, nud sat down under the portico and smoked his nfter dinner cigar in the cool night air, out of the rain. IIo do rived a great deal of satisfaction from this indulgence, but thought that a visit to the stage door would not be without its attractions. Through that mysterious portal ho saw a light gleaming. "How very jolly it would bo to bco inside of that place! 1 wonder how 1 could man ago It," ho thought, and stood for a mo ment looking nt tho door. To his surprise, it opened with 11 bang, nnd n man shouted at him, "What are you standing out tliore for? Why don't you come In'" This seemed liko fate; bo, somewhat mystified, he walked boldly inside. The place was dimly lighted and the man was not to be seen, "Small loss," thought Rush, as he felt his way cautiously among t he scenery. Tho first thing ho knew his hat was knocked oiL ' Halloo!' ho exclaimed. "Who throw :r..t brick?" Before ho had tlmo to look for his hat a young lady In very hcanty clothing picked It up and handed it to him. "1 knocked it olf with the too of my slipper I'm very torry. 1 did not bco you." said jIic. Rush took tho hat, thanked her, and told her It was all light, and at the samo time lie wondered if tho Academy btago was given over to a "Jardln Mabillo" lcrforiiiauce on tho nights when thcro was no opera. "Might I ask what is going on?" ho said to ll) scantily dressed young wo man, who ho discovered was a very pretty Italian ballet girl. "It is the rehearsal for tho new ballet," eho answered, in slightly broken Eng