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tullior of "iltirbftra Vofo-o."-"'Jtieenie'
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CMAPTK" i-ll.-TIIKrASIIIOVOrTIIIH WOULD.
I have said that (mm the first moment I
had telt a injtnlar attraction toward my
new mistress. Aa tbe days went on, mid
I became belter aetiaiuled wilh tli rare
beauty and unaelHshnos of her nature,
my reapect and affect km deepened. I kkih
grew to lore Mrs. Morton an I have loved
(ew people in thie lire.
My aerrlce became literally a service of
0ve; It waa with no sense of humiliation
that I owned myself her servant; obedl
oce to m gentle a rule wn simply a de
light. I anticipated her wishes before
they were expresaed, and an ever-deepening
sense of tbe sacreduess and dignity of
my charge made ma Imperviou to small
alights and moved me to fresh efforts.
I waa no longer tormented by my old
feelings of nselemnesH aud inefficiency.
The deanondeut (ear of my girlhood (and
girlhood Is often troubled by these un
wholesome fancies), that there wo no
special work fur me in the human vine
yard, bad ceased to trouble me. I was n
bread-winner, and my food touted all the
sweeter for that thought.
I was preaching sileutly day by day my
new cmsade. Every morning I woke
cheerfully to the simple routine of the
day's duties. Every tiight I lay down le
tween my children's cols with a satisfied
conscience aud mind at rest, while the
soft breathings of the little creatures be
side me seemed to lull me to sleep
It was a strangely quiet life for a girl of
two-aud twenty, but I soon grew nsed to
It, When I felt dull I read; at other times
I song over my work, out of pure light
hearted uess, and 1 could hear Joyce's
shrill little treble joining in from her dis
tant corner.
"I wish 1 could sing like yon, Merle,"
Mrs. Morton once said to me, when she
had Interrupted our duet; "your voice is
very sweet aud true, and deserves to be
cultivated. Since my buby's death my
voice has wholly left me."
''It will come back with time and rest.'
I returned, reassuringly; but she shook
her bead.
-- ''Rest; that Is a word I hsrdly know.
When I was a girl I never knew life would
be such ' fatiguing thiug. There are
too many duties for the hours: one tries
to flt them iu properly, but when uight
comes the sense of failure haunts one's
dreams."
"That Is surely a symptom of over
work," was my remark In answer to this.
"Perhaps yon are right, but under the
circumstances It cannot be helped. If only
I could be more with my darling, and
enjoy their pretty ways: but lit least it Is a
comfort to me to know they hnve so faith
ful a nurse In my absence."
She was always making these little
speeches to me; it was one of her gracious
wart. She eonld be grateful to a servant
fordoing her duty. She was not one of
those people who take everything as a
matter of course, who treat their domes
tic! and hirelings as though they were
mere machines for the day's work; on the
contrary, th recognized their humanity;
i would sympathize as tenderly with a
sick footman or a kitchen-maid in trouble
a ah would with any of her rlrher neigh
bors. It waa this large-mindedneas aud
Ixnerlw" '
abm
from
simp
sake;
all
he
She bad been a simple country girl when
be married her; her bees, her horse, and
bar father's dogs had beeu her great In
terests; to rids with her father over his
farms had been ber chief delight. She
bad often risen with the lark, and was
b adding her rosea amid the dews.
When the young rising politician, Alick
Morton, had first met her st a neighbor
ing aqnlre's bouse, her sweet bloom and
unconscious beauty wou him lu spite of
himself, and from the first hour of their
meeting he vowed to himself that Violet
C'heriton should be his wife.
No greater change had ever come to a
woman. In spite of her great love, there
must have been times when Violet Mor
ton looked back on her Innocent and
happy girlhood with something like re
gret, if ever a true-hearted wife and mot ti
er permits herself to Indulge in such a
feeling.
Mr. Morton was a devoted husband, but
he was an autocrat, and, In spite of many
fine qualities, was not without that sel
fishness that leavens many a man's na
ture. He wanted his wife to himself; his
busy ambition aimed high; politics was
the breath of his life; unlike other men lu
lata, that he lived to work, instead of
working to live.
These natures know no fatigue; they are
Intolerant of difficulties; inaction means
death to them. Mr. Morton waa a com
mittee man: be worked hard for bis party.
Ha was a philanthropist also, and took
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Y 'wnp warmly certain public charities. His
I Oaame waa becoming widely known; peo
ple spoke of him as a rising man who
would be useful to hla generation. If he
d raffed hla wife at bis triumphal chariot
wheel, no one blamed him; this class of
mam need real helpmates. In these cases
the stronger nature rules; the weaker and
moat loving submit.
Mrs. Morton waa a submissive wife:
early and late she toiled In her husband's
sarrieei their house waa a rallying point
far Ua party. On certain occasions tbe
great drawing-rooms were flung open to
sMfirs; meetings were held on behalf
of the charities In which Mr. Morton was
Interested; there were speeches made. In
which ha largely distinguished himself,
while hla wife hovered on tbe outskirts of
the crowd and listened to him.
K kept no secretary, aud hla corre
laajdeam waa Immense. Mrs. Morton
tale) clear, characteristic handwriting,
Md aoald write rapidly to dictation, and
Mnj aa hoar was spent In her husband's
tJa was at first no weariness to her
sored to be beside him and share hla
labels, What wife begrudges time and
work far bar kuahandr But the soon found
Cat other labors supervened that were
kn aaeeuU to bsr.
' O. EartM waa overworked; too da
r J a bis Urns were unceasing, Violet
tvwttkowaruaoi nia ravont nos
m help bias la keeping the aa
the must represent him la socle.
,t jsnpcwwtaatmtereotirae with
trifm the msmben of the party dur
man ne nut. n M.,M r,1H tiMer (l e
withering Influence of late Lours and hot
rooms. Nlirht after iiUihl she bo,e with
,.iM,h., Uie weary r.ln,
pleasures that palled i.it ,Pr j, r
martjrdom .if human love; fr. it ,,
of
iu
.mb nurrj in ujm Unsatisfactory I j r
I'ivin- r..l,e had gnwn dim and f, .
the weary ear of ',let .Morton: t...
in Hi -till lit- enrth tirlls ha'l ileml.-:,-heavenly
harmonics.
'. ttiS
"ft to
li:e
HometiM.es sad. p-,tl1(.,ie, ,K,U would
cm-tub. her eves. Was she t!,iiluS, I
woml. r. ,,..,. shin, bright e.-ed Kri l.ud-UiDitr-e
in .!. oid raslnoiied giu-den,
while the brown bees l.iimt.ied round her?
Whs tlie fragrance of (!,? lilies -those tall
white lilies of h'el, s!w ru often snoke t'
me bloHJuK it the tH-rfimie of hoi hoii-e
flowers and the heavy scent a of t!ie crowd
ed bflU-r.Kini?
It wss b mailer of iiiten" sunir!se tome
that Mr. .Morton seme. I p:rfei-ilir nticou
scions of this iminns sWl-;u i in e. lie
could not l)o itomint, surclv, that t
mother d'-ircs to lie wilh her children,
and that a woman' tender frame j ns-
reprtD'.e to lalUue. S lllsl, ns lie was, lie
toied her too w ell to impose such lutolera-
oie i.iiniens on her Wrench, if he had
oniy Kiiown tliem to be burdens. Hut her
cheerfulness Id.nded him. How cotild he
Know she was overtasked, and olteu mil
at heart, wlien she never complained
when she waled her lips so generously?
If she had onea said "I Hui so tired,
Alien; i cannot write for you," he would
at once have pressed her to rest: but men
are so dense, as Aunt Agnthasay. Their
great minds overlook little details. They
wine m wute vistas of landscape, and
never see the little nettles tflat arechokln
Up the Held path. Women would have
noticed the nettles at once, and spied out
me gap in the lieilca beside.
I had not beeu many weeks In tho house
before 1 found Sunday was no day of rest
to my employers, ami yet they were bet
ter than many other worldly people. Jlrs.
Morton always went to church iu the
morning, and, unless he were too tired or
busy, Mr. Morton weut too. They were
careful, too, that their servants should
en joy aa far as possible the privileges of
the day. i he carriage was never used, so
the horses and the coachman were able to
rest. They dined an hour earlier, and In
vited only one or two intimate friends to
Join them, and there was always sacred
intisio in the eveniug. Hut there was no
more leisure for thought on that day than
on any other. In the afternoon Mr. Mor
ton wrote his letters aud read his paper,
and Mrs. Morton had her share of corre
kHDdeuce; the rest of the afternoon was
given to callers, or Mrs. Morton accom
panied her husband for a walk in the
park. Khe waa always very careful of her
toilet on these occasions, and if it were
Travers' Sunday out, toy services were In
requisition. I had once offered to assist
her, and I suppose 1 had given natisfac
tlon. More than once Mr. Morton had
found fault wilh some part of her dress,
and she had (fone back to her dressiug
riHim with the utmost promptitude to
change It.
"I have not satisfied my husband's taste,
Merle," she would av, as clieerfnllv as
possible; "will you help me to do lu-tter?"
And she would- stand before the glass
with such a tired lk on her lovely lace.
us 1 brought he; fresh maul le and bou-
net.
I hate men to he overcrillcul with tlieir
wives, but 1 suppose it Is a greater com
pliment than not bedig able to see if they
are wearing their best or common bonnet.
I confess it must lie trying to a woman
when a man says aud how often he does
say It! "What a pretty gown that is, tny
wilave I soon it before? when the
atlng creature must Know that sue
all last summer, and perhaps -the
lis summer, too.
nd out that Mrs. Morton was ill
d wilh the way they spsnt Suu-
lember ine Sunday evening l was
in the twilight with Keggie on my
1 Jovce on her little stool beside me.
I had been teaching her a new verse of
her hymn, and she had learned to say it
very prettily. We were both very busy
over it, when the door opened, and Mrs.
Morton came in.
Joyce jumped up aud ran to her at once.
"1 know It, mother my Sunday hymn
If Is sttrh a pretty one."
"Is It, my darling! Then suppose you
let mother heur It." And Joyce, folding
her hands iu her quaint, old -fashioned
way, lieuati very readily:
"'I love lo hear th story
which ai'jicl voices lell,
Hon- oms! li e Ktnif of If lory
Choic iIowii oilem-lh to t welt.
I hoi is'tli wouk and ntul,
Hot Ihli I surely know.
The l.ont cs me down to mive me,
iiccMiisv ho loved me so.' "
"Very pretty, indeed, Joyce," observed
Mrs. Morton, rather absently, when tin
child hud llulshed. Hut Joyce looked up
in her face wistfully.
"Do you ever say hymns, mother dear!"
'I slug thent In church, tny pet."
"But you never leached them to me
mother; they are all nurse's hymns, the
little one and the long one, and the little
wee hymn I ssy with my prayers. Would
you like to hear my little wee hymn,
mother dear!"
"I will hear all you know, my dorllng."
But there were tears In tbe beautiful eyes
as she listened.
"How nicely she says them I I am glad
you teach her such pretty hymns, Merle,"
as the child ran off to fetch Snap, who
was whining for admittance. "Homehow
It seems more like the Sunday of old times
up here eo quiet, so peaceful. We must
do as tbe world does, I suppose; but these
secular, bustling Suudsys are not to my
taste."
Her words Jarred on me, and I replied
rather too qtilcklv, considering my posi
tion, "Are we obliged to follow a bad fash
ion? That Is Indeed going with the crowd
to do evil."
She looked up iu some surprise. It must
have been a new thlug to the pelted mis
tress of the household to hear hera.'lt so
sharply rebuked.
"Oh, I beg your pardon," I exclaimed,
penitently; "I had no right to say t lint ; I
forgot to whom 1 was speaking."
"Do not distress yourself, Merle," she
returned, iu her sweet way; "it Is good for
all of ns to hear the truth sometimes. It
waa foolish of me to say that. I only mean
that in our house it is very difficult not to
follow the world's custom."
"Very difficult, Indeed," I acquiesced;
but she continued to look at me thought
fully
"l)o not be afraid of saying what Is in
your mind; yon may speak to me plainly,
if you will. Von are my children's nurse,
but I cannot forget that In many ways we
are equals. You never intrude this fact
on my notice, but It Is none the leas ap
parent. 1 know our Sundays are terribly
secular," aa I coutlnued silent; "some
times I wish It were not so, for my chil
dren's sake."
"Xot for vonrown sake. Mrs. Morton f"
A di(iri"-ed look came over fcer face.
"I seem tu have no time to wish for any
thing." "I could well believe that: but, Mrs.
Morton, it seems to me as though we owe
some duty to ourselves. If we ueglect the
highest part of ourselves we are commit
ting a sort of mental suicide. How often
has Aunt Agatha told me that:"
"How do you Dseanf" che ai-lied, anx
iously. "We all need a quiet time for thought.
It always seems to me that on Suudayone
lays down one's burdens for a time. It is
such a rest to shut out the world for one
day in the week, to forget the harass of
one's work, to take lip higher duties, to
lift one's standard afresh, aud prove one's
armor. It Is just like abiding in the
tents for shelter and rest In the heat of
battle."
I had forgotten the dilTereuce in our
station, and was talking to my mistress
just as though she were Aunt Agatha.
Something seemed to compel me to speak.
1 felt a slrauge sort of trouble oppressing
me, as thought I saw a beautiful soul
wandering out of the way. She seemed
moved at my words, and it was several
inlimtes before she spoke again.
"Your words recall the old Sundays at
my own dear home," she observed, pres
ently. "Do you not love Sundays in the
country. Merle! The very birds seem to
sing more sweetly, aud the stillucss of
which you speak seems in the very nir.
My Suudays were very different then. We
lived near the church, and we could hear
the chiming of the bells as wn walked
through the village. I t:mght In the Sun
day-school: I recollect some of the cliil
dreu's names now. Futher always liked
us to go to the evening service. 1 remem
ber, too, we Invariably sung Bishop Ken's
evening hymn. One evening a little robin
found its way into the church. I remem
bcr Mr. Andrews, our vicar, was just
rending mat verse, lea, the sparrow
hath found her a house, aud the swallow
a nest for herself, where she may lay her
young," when we lookU up and saw the
little creature fluttering round the clmu
cel. Oh, those sweet old Sunday!" And
here she broke off and sighed.
I thought it best to say uo more, aud
leave her to those tender memories. A
word iu season may uo much, but l wa-
young, and hud no right (o tench with a n
tliorit. 1 suppose she understood my re
ticence, for she looked at me very kindly
as she rose rrom her seat.
"it does me good to come up here. Merle
I always have a more rested feeling when
I go down to my duties. If I did not feel
that they were real duties that called me,
I should be very unhappy.
She bade her children good night, and
left the nursery. What made me take up
my liible, I wonder, and read the follow
ing verse? "In this thing the Ijrd par
don thy servant, t lint when tny master
goeth into the house of Kimmoii to wor
ship there, and he leaneth on my hand,
mid I bow myself In the house of Klm
mou, the Lord pardon thy servant this
thing."
(totiK u.).Nn.Nt';:i )
Where Itcautics Are It red.
Tito jriPut beauties w ho fake tlio so
cial pri.es in marriage lire almost all
lifi-d in the lesser tow us, wheni a less
conventional society gives women a
snatch at freedom in girlhood. You
don't Hud them growing up with calis
thenics, health lilts, nnd a massage-uso
to do tlieir exercise for them.
You all remember tho painful story
of n girl in a oily home, surroiintlud by
every riu e, who was st ranglecl in the
c inlsof her "health pull'' one evening
little more than a yearsitiee. Scarcely
more pitiful is her fate, than lliat of
girls lu-might up to depend on .such
substitutes fur work ami exorcise if
llieylive. A sick, anionic woman, tin
used, unahlo to cure for herself iiml all
others, is the most jiitiable, repugnant
object on earth. You seldom liud a
lasting beauty which has not had a
scini-tiroek education of outdoor life
and exercise behind it.
Take Hie beautiful Gunnings, who
ran wild iu their Irish country home,
till their calculating mamma had raked
ami scraped enough to take tliem to
Dublin ami tlienco lo London. The
(iiiunings were unlicensed hoydens,
but tlieir races over the hills gave them
matchless eoniplcxious. Lulcr still
Mrs. Langtry took her beauty course,
roving the Jersey limes with iier broth
ers in sea air, living on peaches and
c oarse bread, with as little lessons as
sufficed to lit her for London drawing
rooms. -.'iieV Jlvrm Journal.
Gelling a Substitute.
lu China nothing is more common
than for a gentleman ho is iu a
serious trouble w ith t lie law to hire a
substitute to tako the punishment fot
him. The payment varies according
to the gravity of the offense; but w hen
it is miirder.'for w hich the penalty is
death, it runs, we are told, to U'
exactly. In England these unit lers are
seldom settled by proxy, and the last
persons likely to volunteer to ho
hanged for one are one's relatives; they
will see us hanged lirst. This makes
tho seenu at the IT'ortsinoiith Police
Court the other layvery remarkable.
A young gentleman of 19 is brought
up on several charges of burglary; the
v idctice is, unhappily, clear, but his
lather comes forward ami expresses
!iU wish to net as substitute. "What
do you menu?" asks the astonished
magistrate. "To go to jail for him?"
"Yes, certainly!" Upon this amazing
proposition being rejected the young
gentleman faints; a young lady whose
ro aliens with him have lieen iloscrilicd
by an adapL.r inn Shakspeare as be
ing "it little less than kin, ami more
than kind," faints also; and the self
sacrificing parent lias u lit. This is,
probably, tho most emotional family,
ns well as the most free from conven
tion, that lias yet been discovered
London Sews.
Juuorkraut anil Champagne.
Mine. Janausclick, who is fond of
German cookery, has invented a new
and remarkable dish. It has Iwen the
habit with lovers of sauerkraut to pour
e bottle of Rhino w ine over the pickled
cabbage. Janausclick, with the inspir
ation of genius, has substituted cham
pagne for the Rhino w ine wilh great
success.
The Telephone In America.'
'riionre moro than 170,000 miles ol
telephone who in oiieralion in the Utiit
id Mates, over which 1,066,000 mes
ages are sent dally. About 300,000
ephones are in two in this country.
MISSING LINKS.
Mr. Parnell's favorite diversion is
said to be running a scroll-saw.
Buffalo Bill recently climbed Mount
Vesuvius. He was pleased with the
crater.
John G. Whittier's latest po'-m has
been more widely copied thau any he
ever wrote.
Ex-Queen Isabella, of Spain, boasts
that she is more iu debt than any wo
man in Europe.
The Michigan Supreme Court is add
ing to its reptitatiou by administering
lines for vexatious appeals.
The number of militia on the rolls of
the State of Nevada is 660, w hich is
a gain of eighty-eight from 184.
Poet Steadman says that the grippe
is a result of vapors "through w hich our
planet is passing on its vtuv around its
orbit.
At Tueainche, in Guatemala, the
boys in a school recently seized the
master aud hanged him iu the school
house. Prince Kauananakoa. of the Hawai
ian royal family, is- traveling in Eu
rope, lie is accompanied by Prince
Kechiou.
A thief stole a pair of shoes from a
policeman at Sedalia, Mo., the other
night. The guardian of the night was
sound asleep.
An Italian colony is to be established
on the Red Sea. It will be called Eri
treo and will be managed by a gov
ernor and three councilors.
Sophia, Crown Princess of Greece, is
astonishing and delighting the Athen
ians with her artistic talent, w hich she
doubtless inherits from her accomplish
ed mother.
Senator Stanford, of California, has
given Susan B. Anthony 6tJ0 for the
benefit of the woman suffrage cause.
Five thousand pamphlets will bo dis
tributed iu South Dakota.
The Detroit Journal desires to re
ceive by postal card the address of all
living male and female descendants of
revolutionary ollicers and soldiers of
1776, and, when possible, the name and
state of the ancestor.
Philadelphia, according to the .Vc
ord, cats iu the course of the year I'OO,
000,000 eggs, of which seven-eighths
come from Iowa, Kansas, Minnesota
and Nebraska, packed iu refrigerator
cars holding 14-1,000 each.
Signor Schiaparelli, the eminent Mil
anese astronomer, well known for his
researches on the canals of Mars, says
he has ascertained, after ten years' in
vestigation, that Mercury has a rota
tion like that of the moon.
Justice Bradley, according to the
Wilniiugton (Del") iVcM-.t, has decided
that the word "celluloid'' is a trade
murk, and therefore a private word,
which even the dictionary-makers have
no right to use except by special per
mission of the Celluloid Manufacturing
Company. This is one of the most
unique decisions on record.
A proof reader in the N, Y. World
ollico recently wrote to Jules Verne to
know the precise name of the hero of
tho story, 'Around the World in Eighty
Days." He received tho following in
response: "Replying to your letter, I
will tell you that it is really Phi lens aud
nol Phiueas that it should be written,
also that the hereof 'Around the World'
is named Fogg."
The. thriving and enterprising town
of Plymouth, Pa., has a novel society
iu its midst. It is known as the. Young
Ladies' Protective Association, aud its
primary object is the protection of tho
matrimonial interests of the voung wo
men of the place. Girls between tho
ages of seventeen and thirty are eligi
ble. No woman can be admitted over
the ago of thirty.
Rceeut excavations in Rome show
that the aucietit plumbers of the Eter
nal City were obliged to he very par
ticular wilh their work. There have
been unearthed great quantities of lead
water-pipe, each plainly stamped with
the name of the owner of the house,
the year of the plumbing, the name of
the consuls for that year, and that of
the reigning emperor.
A letter from Port Spain, Trinidad,
speaks of the recently discovered cura
tivo qualities of a plant locally known
as cousin mahoe, whoso botanic name
is the, triumfetta semitriloba. In cases
of dyspepsia, indigestion and liver
complaints the therapeutic effects of
this plant have been simply wonderful.
The doctors on the island prescribe it
largely, knowing its valuable proper
ties. Dr. S. W. Saoford, Hcnning, Tcnn.,
reports the case of a physician to whom
a man with a cut-off finger came,
bringing the finger, The doctor was
drunk w hen he sewed the finger on. It
united nicely. But the doctor sewed
it on wilh the palm surface turned the
wrong way. The doctor, after sober
ing up, wanted to amputate the linger
and put it back right, but the patient
declined.
The clergy of Beaver Falls, Pa.,
waxed indignant the other day at some
pictorial advertisements of a traveling
company, and they threatened to tear
them down. Hearing of this the les
sees of the Opera House immediately
had every female figure iu tho bills
covered with an apron. Thus tho
claims of decency were recognized, and
tho show got a tremendous advertise
ment, which resulted in packing the
house.
Bob Ford, the slayer of Jesse James,
comes once more to the front with a
story that he has been murderously
assaulted hy members of the old gang,
but the police do not take much slock
in his statement. Ford stoutly holds
to his story and says there are several
men who were iu "sympathy with the
old gang and were stanch friends of
Jesse James who have been dogging
his footsteps ever since ho came back
from Colorado.
When the Czar travels, a little van
gtiard is sent in advance, consist lug of
two locksmiths, two carpenters and
two masons, all of them being married
men, born in the Imperial service, and
devotedly attached to their august mas
ter. Their duties are to examine walls,
floors, chimneys and fireplaces, locks
and furniture In every room occupied
hy the Czar. The chimneys in partic
ular are the obiects of special alien-
FASHIONABLE SOCIETY.
The trying ordeals which fashionable soci
ety hrijoscs on its devotees are enough to
y.-verely test the physical strength and en
duranio of the most robust. Irregular and
lute hours, over-rich and indigestible food,
laU) supers, the fatigue of the bull-room,
the lmd air of the iily-ventilated, over
crowded theatre, ure. each, in themselves,
sufficient to uiset tho system and ruin tbe
health of the delicate and sensitive. Com
bined, they can hardly fail, if persisted in,
to seriously imjiair the health of the hardi
est lilies generally ixwNess less powers of
endurance than their male consorts, and so
the sooner succumb to these deleterious in
fluences. They Isjcorne pale, haggard and
debilitated, .and constantly experience a
sense of lassitude that "tired feeling," as
so many express it. The least exertion
fatigues them. Various neuralgic and other
wins hnrrosM and distress the sufferer,
ieaduche, backache, "bearing-down" sen
sations, and "female weaknesses" follow
and sorely afflict tiie sufferer.
As an invigorating, restorative tonic,
soothing cordial and bracing nervine, for
debilitated and feeble women generally,
Or. Pierce's Favorite Prescription has no
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non, ill order that no infernal machine
shall be concealed in them.
Several years aro a veteran composi
tor employed on one of tho Memphis
papers was held up by footpad while
walking out to his home iu the suburbs
after his night's work was done, says
the Memphis Avalanche. The rascals,
finding nothing of value, were so en
raged that they gave the old gentle
man a terrible beating. Since that
time he has always carried a fifty-cent
piece in his pocket to appease the gen
try whom Falslaff calls "siptircs of the
night's beauty minions of the moon."
A very useful invention, tending to
lessen the possibility of accidents in
factories, is now being extensively
adopted in England. The breaking of
glass, which is adjusted against the
wall of every room iu the mill, will at
once stop the engine, an electric cur
rent being established between the
room and tho throttle valve of the en
gine, shutting off the steam in an in
stant. Hy this means the engine was
slopped at one of the mills recently iu
a few seconds, and a young girl whose
clothes had become entangled in an
upright shaft was released uninjured.
Robert Christy, of Washington, an
able lawyer, formerly of Ohio, has pub
lished a book entitled "Proverbs and
Phrases of All Ages." The work is the
outcome of twenty years of effort and
study on the part of Mr. Christy. He
is an accomplished linguist and has
done a vast amount of reading. He has
come to the conclusion that it is prac
tically impossible to (race a proverb
hack lo lis origin. The birth of near
ly every popular saying took place in
prehistoric times, so far as scholarly
research can discover. Mr. Christy's
studies have given to his conversation
and speeches a striking epigrammatic
brilliancy.
History of the Arab Horse.
Wilfrid Blunt, a noted Euglish breed
er of Arab horses, gives it as his
opinion that the Arab belongs to the
original wild races of Africa rather
than to Asia, and was introduced to
southern Arabia by way of Abyssinia,
whence it is historical that he spread
northward. Ho was . not known in
Kurope before the Mohammedan con
quest, but sinco then his blood has
spread through till lands visited by
communication with Mecca, through the
pilgrimage. The Barb of north Africa.
9 pa i
Tu:
lurk, the lersuin anil the lurcoman
have been all largely infused for cen
turies with Arab blood. The lirst Arab
blood in England was probably brought
through Spain and I ranee, and later
from Palestine, by the crusaders. ,V.
J". Times.
The Scramble for Office.
Unc'e Sam pays his 20i, 000 employes,
including soldiers and sailors, an
average salary of $825 apiece. The
average earnings of the plain, every
day I'iti.en, who gets pay in propor
tion to the work lie does, are about
half that much, probably. This state
of affairs explains, perhaps, why about
20,000,000 - mule American citizens
make a dead mil for ubout 60,000 offices
every four j ears. Alxnit 25,960,000 are
disappointed every time, it is true, after
wasting a great deal of money nnd
pat ence. but they have had a cliauoe
ut a pnMy liig thing.
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the peculiar weaknesses and ailments inci
dent to females, sold by druggists, uuder a
positive guarantee from its manufactur
ers, that it will, in every case, give satisfac
tion or its price ( 11.00) will be promptly
refunded. It improves digestion, invigorates
the system, enriches the blood, dispels aches
and pains, produces refreshing sleep, disels
melancholy and nervousness, and builds up
both tbe flesh and strength of those re
duced below a healthy standard. It is a
legitimate mtrtirine not a beverage. Con
tains uo alcohol to inebriate ; no syrup or
sugar to sour or ferment in the stomach and
cause distress. It is as peculiar in its com
position as it is marvelous in its remedial
results. Therefore, don't be put on with
some worthless compound easily, but dis
honestly, recommended to be " just as good,"
that the dealer may make more profit. " Fa
vorite Prescription " is incomparable. The
manufacturers' unprecedented offer to guar
antee satisfaction in every case, or money
refunded, ought to convince every invalid
of this fact. A Book, on Woman's Ailments,
and their Self-cure (KK) pages), sent under
seal, in plain envelope, for ten wnts in
stamps. Address, world's- Pihpensakv
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LINO AND CRISI.
The Italian Cantatrices's Attempt to I'ara
lyite the Swedish Nightingale.
I have read somewhere a little ballad
that tells a pretty story of the famous
songstress Jenny Lind, savs the Mil
waukee Wisconsin. Many duvs,
months, and years have quite obliter
ated the verses from my memory,
leaving only the skeleton of the story
to flutter iu mr brain like an autumn
leaf which the summer's winds have
riddled and robbed of its green. But
I shall try to i-cpair the injured leaf
with the poor thread of my simple
prose. Somewhere in the '40's Grisi
and Jenny Lind were singing in differ
ent places in London. Those who
went into ecstacies over Grisi's Norma
were the next evening enraptured with
Lind's "Casta Diva." Great was the
rivalry between them.
Finally Queen Victoria, deeming it a
shtme that two such gifted women
should be separated by a mean, un
worthy jealcusy, requested both to
appear at a court concert. Of course
they both came. The queeii warmly
welcomed them together for the lirst
time. She gave the signal for the con
cert to begin. Jenny Lind was the
younger aud it was arranged that she
should sing first. With perfect con
fidence in her powers she stepped for
ward to begin. Chancing to glance at
Grisi phe saw the southern woman's
malignant gaze fixed on her. The
fierce look alt st paralyzed her. Her
courage left, her voice trembled, every
thing grew black before her, and she
almost fell. By the greatest exertion
of her will, however, she managed to
finish her aria. A paiuftil silence fol
lowed its conclusion a silence that told
of her failure. She caught a triumphant
expression of Grisi's face. Despite the
clearness of her senses she quickly
realized that failure meant lost glory,
disappointed hope, the destruction of
happiness, grief and mortification to
her family and friends.
Suddenly a soft voice that seemed to
come from heaven whispered to her:
"Sing one of j'our old songs in your
Dative language." She caught at the
thought like an inspiration. The
accompanist was striking his final
chords. She stepped up to him, asked
him to rise, and took the vacant seat.
Softly her white fingers wandered over
the keys in a loving prelude, then she
sang. It was a little prayer which she
had loved as a child; it belonged to her
childhood's repertoire. She hadn't
sung it for years. As she sang she was
no longer in the presence of royalty, but
singing to loviug friends in her father
land. No one present understood a
word of tiie "prayer." Softly at lirst
the plaintive note's floated on the air,
swelling louder and richer every mo
ment. The singer seemed to throw
her whole soul into that weird, thrill
ing, plaintive "prayer." Gradually
the song died away and ended in a soft "
sob. Again there was silence the
silence of admiring wonder. The
audience sat spellbound. Jenny Lind
lifted at last her sweet blue eyes to
look into the scornful face that had so
disconcerted her at first. There wa
no fierce expression now; instead, a
tear-drop glistened oa the long black
lashes. After a moment, with the im
pulsiveness of a child of the tropics,
urisi crossed to Jenny Lind's side,
placed her arm about her and kissed
her warmly, utterly regardless of the
utuirlug audience.
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