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CHAPTKB XXIV Conttna.
"Louis wilt thou bare this woman to
be thy wedded wife, to live together
after Cod e ordnance in the holy estate
of matrimony? Wilt thou love her,
comfort her, honor and keep her in
sickness and in health: and forsaking
all other, keep
And then the Hubdued confusion be
came intensely oppressive. The
pie were on their feet and every
wu turned in the direction of
rapidly nearing horse and rider,
The noble animal was on the swift
est gallop, the rider was waving; his i
arms in the air and urging the bora !
to increase its speed. I
The preacher raised his eyes from '
the book stopped reading looked per-'
plexed and annoyed atthedisi-oiirioous '
interruption, and about to proceed i
witn trie ceremony, when the tu
mult became so uproarious and
the excitement so intense bor
dering on an unoontrolable panic
that he closed the book and gave his
support to the bride, just in time to pre
vent her from falling.
There was no time to ask questions
or answer mem.
That rider on that steed, and those
outstretched arms what could it all
mean?
There was even no time to think
what it meant.
The clattering hoofs on the hard
ground sounded to the astonished ears
of the assemblage as though a caval
cade of untamed steeds were racing for
life.
The rider caught sight of the stars
and stripes floating in the breeze, and
now his voice could be heard was he
cheering the Hag. or was he m id?
The excited spectators instinctively
divided and made a passage for the
horse and stranger.
The rider draws tight the reins: the
faithful animal, white with foam stops
at the bidding. ' The horseman leaps
from th- .iddle, rashes through the
barTjf flowers, hurries along the
Jarth where a few minutes before the
prosiiective bride had walked, and
loudly exclaimed:
"I forbid the bans. I am Louis Pat
terson, that man is an imposter!"
He reached the improvised altar just
in time to receive in his arms the
fainting form of Mary Nordrum.
The confusion now was more intense
than ever.
A few persons nearest the altar had
heard the words of the stranger, and
quickly comprehending the meaning,
explanations were made for all to hear,
and what bade fair to be a serious
panic gave way to the most unbounded
enthusiasm.
The crowd gave cheer after cheer,
bats were thrown in the air, handker
chiefs waved, and amid these
'demonstrations of rejoicing. Mary
Nordrum. restored to conscious
ness, wan assisted into - the
4 house, and Charles Manning, taking
advantage of the noisy evidence of his
rival's popularity, walked out of the
crowd, hastened to the t-table near by
saddled and bridled a horse, mounted
him and rode swiftly away in the direc
tion of the setting sun.
Reaching a neighboring town, he
disposed of his horse and a few personal
effects, and joined by the woman in
black, the two, mother and son sought
to hide themselves in the wilds of the
Rocky Mountains.
They subsequently laid claim
through an attorney, to the money
found on Groundwig's person, but as it
was proven to be the proceeds of the
fraudulent sale of the Winter's home
stead, the money was ordered restored
-to the purchaser.
f CHAPTER XXV.
ALL'S WELL THAT ENDS WELL.
"If we only knew how to live as well j
W, "fw 7 1!0V?- We r0. lve I
Louls' was Mary Nordrum inquiry I
of her lover a few weeks after the
scenes occurred which are recorded
in the previous chapter.
There was no verbal answer. None
was needed or expected. Perfect bliss
once more took possession of their
hearts, and not even a flickering spark
that could be fanned into a doubt came
to disturb their happiness.
Weeks passed in telling the story of
ach other's lives, during the separa
tion. Both were eloquent listeners
nd both were eloquent talkers, and
both had volumes to tell and volume
to listen to.
Louis upon visiting his mother's
(rave, found that loving hands had
kept the mound green and the summer
lower ia bloom. With hi head
towed upon the little white monument,
Loui stood there alone, except a the
spirit of tt sainted mother may impress
its priiee on a loving son and wept.
Memory was busy. The past came
plodding slowly along, loaded with a
Mother prayers and tears, with a
mother's hope and fear, but reveal
lag neither sign of distrust, nor a whls
pr of losing faith in God, nor the
want of confidence in the honor and in
twrlt7 of her son.
rebuk, no censure, no blame but
Jpm and holy trust in Heaven' just
r 1 Md merey hallowed the noble
S.
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rtnawT. Louis felt that In no
. ti IM was laid the soadsof remorse
Jtrae far a
I single wound to have
' " r uwou,
aetar1 heart bleed.
-U rM of iarratitnd to have ,
it
nwci-f reread the thrill-',
if rW had wrtttea,
. 1 Ji Ctire Mam axlght
have been a snot or a blemish on be
character, her story bad removed everj
taint.
tier life had been pure and noble
and brave.
A monster in law the husband and
the father- seeking a revenge he had
no cause to heck, had followed her
through all her life of womanhood to
her death-bed, and even then had
planned for his vengeance to follow her
mw me resence ot ner Walter.
Justice, with her avenging arm,
came quickly and thwarted the mis
creant's plans, exoned all his infamies,
and gave him a few clods of clay to
cover his crimes and keep them from
emeiling to heaven.
The other the treacherous impostor
and cunning knave - went, none knew
or cared wither: perhaa, in tome
mountain gulch, he may be accusing
his conscience for leading him to bar
ter his suul for a life of infamy. He
learned too late that conscience is
one s own self, and can neither be
credited with good nor charged with
evil, except as that good or evil comes
from the heart.
Louis pondered with the deepest
interest over the picture jsjrtraved so
vivid y by his dying mother. lie did
not believe it overdrawn, or the colors
11 ri nnfli tMtl Tt wu ni r-onm it vuu
v'eve ! nwt eDt'n'y tne offspring'of the imagi
f vL;nuton- It was no delusion.
j Once more the Nordrum mansion Is
me scene or gre -t preparations Tor a
wedding. The change is marked and
pleasing.
To-day Mary Nordrum is her real.
lovely self airuin. No tears, no tad
thoughts, no dispondency. but alt is the
cheerfulness which so well becomes
the maiden on her bridal dnv. The
same maids attended her. They are
full of animation and glee. No muffled
tread about the house. All are as
merry as light hearts can make merri
ment. On the lawn the former order of
things is being restored. Flowers,
garlands, festoons, and wreaths
are replaced so as to give the
tame appearance as on that day the
fatal mistake came nearly being made.
It is a gala, too. for the entire neigh
borhood, farand near. From every di
rection the invited guests are coming
laughing, chatting, frolicking and even
boisterous in their merriment. The
large lawn is being taxed to the utter
most to accommodate the happy throng.
Captain BodIih has come from hi
Eastern home ana is made a hero.
The part he played in the strange
eventful scenes detailed inthesechap
ters is known to everybody on the
ground, and he is showered with com
pliments and blessings.
Just as the bride and groom elect
are passim? out the doorway, the shrill
whistle of a locomotive breaks in on
the stillness, and soon the iron horse
gayly trimmed with flowers and smi
lax and goldenrod and a hundred flags
floating in the breeze, appears in sight,
sweeping along with a mile-a-minute
speed, and comes to a stop within a few
rods of the crowd of enthusiastic spec
tators. Three men alight and move quickly
toward the scene of the festivities.
Though their coming is a surprise to
Louis be at once recognizes them a
the division superintendent and en
gineer and fireman who played such an
important part in foiling the scheme ol
the bold impostor. As Louis stfps for-
wara, meeting mem wnn a most cor
dial welcome, the assembled crowd
comprehend who the new comers are,
and the welkin rings again and again
with cheer upon cheer for the railroad
visitors, not forgotting a tiger for the
engine
In another moment clattering hooft
attrack the attention of the throng and
the well-known form of Nervy Jim rid
den by Farmer Dickson.comes in sight,
and is halted in the very midst of the
crowd, where he is received with en
thusiastic delight.
This time the marriage ceremony is
finished and the holy man of Cod pro
nouuees Louis Patterson and Mary
Nordrum man and wife.
THE end.
Foreigners Own La Plata.
The old notion of the Argentine
Republic as essentially a stock-raising
country, from which nothing was to
be expected in the way of food ex
port but uneatable "charqui." other
wise ' Jerked beef," will have to be
modified, says the London News, In
the face of tbe fact that the crop ol
wheat this year is estimated at 1,7.,0,
000 tons, of which more than a mill
ion tons will he available for export
Agriculture, in fact, as Jistinguished
from cattle raising, has become an
. l
part of South America. It has man
advantages for this purpose, among
which are its excessive flatness, ex
tending over 800,000 square mile,
and Its remarkable variety of cli
mate. Our Consul at Buenos Ayres notes
the remarkable circumstance that
foreigners In the Lepubllc practically
monopolie trade, railways, and com
mercial undertakings of every kind.
They own a large portion of the coun
try and are yearly acquiring more
property of every description. Al
most ail the rail waj belong to En
glish capitalists, and, if not to En
glish, to foreigneta It has been
stated that one-half of the cultivated
portion of the Province of Santa Fe
belongs to Englishmen. Agriculture,
it Is added, may be said to be entirely
in the hands of Europeans.
The amount of crime ail over the
Argentine i e public Is stated by our
Consul, Mr. Gaskell, to be alarming.
The population is every day becoming
mora exclusively foreign, but the
Government is entirely In the hand
of tne comparatively small num
ber of puie Argentina!, a rather
anomaloo position, which in tbe
course of years mar alter if tba
enormous foreign element should
make rU power felt and become a de-
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THE DAWN OF LOVE.
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kut M a grow lug leu-iur wtntd tu li h.
T ft wuiltl lb Ubuvc-4 Lutv cibt :
It eu4 a ' 9m ao4 giioi.a tuura baa br a;
1 hi- tiu aparU a r.- -iu)iowwf d Li Hi.
I- h fluwt-r. a wa.ii.-K cwoaer. Totuyaoae
I aana aid worauippd. a befufa mine- aia
A iai a ftw-ll ivir ana 1 auuta
A Heart irutb in aalure tu i 'i uio
1 aa Id luial ia ka, daa beart, wilb
lua
M unavj a W-k!r.
DESTINY.
Crim-on and pi.rple and gold! I
keep saying the words over and over
again gaiug the while upon the mag
nificent uphoisiery of tbe sky aud
the gorgeous lauty o' the earth
1 have a romance tc write, or, as a
bruther author wwuld say, -an arti
cle" I fancy it will be a true tale I
shall write to-night, for I feel in no
mood for writing nun ince. One can
not always write romance; indeed,
there are times when one cannot
write at all, as every writer knows to
his cost. Again, it. ere are times
when tbe thought come thick and
fast and the words almost riow from
tbe jien wheu one can take up a
plain sub ect and embroider it over
witn benutllul thougnt and quaint
ideas till one scarcely recognises the
original ll.eme.
.My talk with you to night shall be
of one I know and love full welL I
have seen her within the iast hour, 1
silt ng dreamily at her window, so
lost in thought that she did not see j
me as I rode by on my way to the I
postortice my usual evening ride.
ou inu't know that I am in tbe
country now, the splendid country,
and shall not return to not, duty '
Cot bam for six delicious weeks. Hut
this is not my story. It was a leaf ,
or two from a heart and life I was .
going to unfold a life in which my
own was strangely intermingled a
life whose every phase 1 knew by
heart; for though she kept the inner
leaves of her heart folded over Its
deepest feelings I, even L had once !
or twice passed beyond t he penetrale '
further than which no other human
soul had ever gained an entrance,
neithe. would they in the years to
come.
It was a balmy evening In June,
the hours creeping on toward tbe sun
set. Here and there, on the hill-lops, '
the sunlight still came Altering
through the trees, flecking the vehet
sward with patches of trembling gold.
In the valleys, the long, cool shadows
crept upward, heralding the dying of .
the day. Forth from their leafy j
i baruU'is came a troop of insects, and
set up their usual e enlng concert
The cricket that had sang In the
warm jamb all winter, opened the
concert, s,ning his song to the end
without flopping to lake breath, and
the frogs, tilled with envy, joimd In,
con spirilo. Some tirutd little birds
trilled In a few trembling notes, and
the lazy ocust sang bis song in long,
drowsy cadences, lulling into yet
de per thought the pale-browed
woman that sat so still and sad by
the window. She, too was gating
upon the same brilliant clouds, drift
ing their purple and crimson and
gold Into a most rare mosaic,
bush of a 'summer evening,
around her and folded flowers
sleeping birds. Yet, methinks
summer beauty was lost upon
dreamer, for her eyes were cast
Tbe
was
and
the
the
up-
ward, as though in anguish or prayer.
Two white hands were clasped to
gether. Surely there was a pra.ver
folded in the small hands, else why
were they clasped so nervously one
within the other, while her eyes were
gazing up to heaven.
1 rawn clo?ely to the window, as
though lor more light, was a table
thickly strewn with MSS., which be
tokened her calling, though the pen
lay idly beside her, showing that for
this time, at least, her art was power
less to 6atisry her heart- The- mo
tionless figure was almost statuesque
In its deep repose, making one sad
to look upon her the twilight fell
solt and cool till its gray shadows
draped earth and sky, and still the
dreamer sat there the night close!
around her, tbe grateful sooth. ng
night that falls upon all tbe
weary '
world, that folds itself over tired
eyes and around the weary-hearted.
The moon rose full and clear, render
ing the white face still more white.
The beautiful calm moon, that lights
up so many night n our own and
other lands. That brightens into
richer beauty the flower sleeping
under tropic skies, and gu des the
lover to the feet of bis chosen one.
Over many a love (scene the moon-'
light fell; over brave men and heautl-
ful women: over purple seas, and
voyagers sailing upon these seas: over '
precious argosies ai.d ships of war,
and over this beautiful woman, sit-
tiagsosadand silent in the little'
brown cottage on the heath. Tbe
beautiful form is there, but tbe spirit I
Is far away Let us shadow forth a I
few of the thoughts and memories
that flit before her mental vision a
fragment here and there, that will
tell somewhat of her heart history. '
Her thoughts had flown back years
and ears, l efi re her mind's eye
stood a fair child of twelve summ rs,
her white apron ailed with flowers, '
which she crushed recklessly against
her breast as she extended one small
hand to catch a Cower at II more
beautiful than the rest. The white
band rested on the coveted flower,
but In drawing herself back, a stone ,
underneath her foot tolled, and she ;
wae precipitated Into tbe dark and '
sluggish pool beneath. The girl
struggled la tbe water to regain her
f oot ng, when a young man of some
eighteen years came whistling down
the bank, and seeing bar coodltloo,
sprang la and led her to toe shore
"Ah: Claire, jou are rectlesa,
little one, but I believe there is no
greater damage oom tfaaa some
Preached flowers, earle. ate,"
TVar Fddie, ft seems as if rou
W'" ' "a' W Ui VC. Vc.U re-
' uieiu'r whea I fell off I vacon
rMnitn s kwiDrf, and old Harney threw
tne, and "
j rerueni tier ail, sweet: but you
i will get chilled standing herewith
t your wet garments on." And presS-
og his lips to the lip of the girl,
(carried her to her mother's door
j "War id die. what can I do for
(you in return for satiug my life:"
j lie did not tell her, as he
! hae done, that her life mas
might
not in
danger, but answered carelessly;
'looh: it wai nothing, Claire; but
yes I'll tell you what you can do
be my little wire "
.Mother says I shan't be married
till I'm 23."
"Well, promise to be my wife then,
as 111 111 "
"What, Fddie "
"No matter, only promise."
And the strange boy caught her
i arm passionately.
"wh, Eddie, you hurt me! Of
'course I' 1 fe vour wife, dear, when 1 1
am o d enough."
; The lurking devil in the boy's eye
vaiiMiei, and drawing her close to
, him. he said: i
j "lieruemtr. you have promised.
Good-by, little wife i
And springing over tbe low fence, '
i he was soon out of sight.
I Alter the girl bad changed ber wet
clothes for dry ones and was sitting
i in her usual seat by her mother's
j side, bhe sighed hea lly. and said: j
( "If Eddie only wasn't so passion
ale, mother. I'll have a hard time i
when I'm h s wife." j
j "What do you mean, child'" 1
' "Why, I'm to be Eddie's wife, you
know."
-I'shaw, child, how you talk!"
, "Indeed. 1 am, mother. I prom
ised him, and I would not go ba k on
my word for worlds."
"Why, Claire you are daft, child.
' talking about marriage at your age."
'Tin twelve, mother, and you wore
only ttfteeti when you were married;
besides Eddie don't want me to be
his wile for a long time yet not till
I'm twenty-Hve." I
The allusion to her own early
marriage tuleted the mother, though I
the unconscious child did not know !
the happy hit she had made.
For the first time the mother re
alised that ber child was fast ap
proaching that i harmed season where
cbildhuKl and womanhood clasp
hands. To her mother's eye she had
never looked so womanly as within
the lust hour, her fac; seemer and
purer, and on the broad, while brow,
seemed already written
W'omiin lot la on in
' Were some sage or seer present,
could he not have devined the future
path she was to tread, the priceless
love she was to .lve away, the sor
row that wa to refine the already
pure gold of her nature, the genious
that was to sing such songs for the
multitude a.id the laurel wreath that
genius was to bind about ber brow?
Hut neither sage nor seer were
present and the mother saw naught
of all this but she feared e ough to
make her wish she could gather her
darling to her breast and hold her
there forever that she was once
more a little child in a long white
night dress and she were rocking her
to sleep as of did. All this tbe mother
thought, and thought she knew the
danger was afar off. yet she shud
dered to think what the future might
bring forth; of her ever being the
: wife of the unprincipled, passionate
. Edward Logan.
It was chiidish talk, she knew, and
yet It was a great relief when, two
mouths sutisequcntly, the 1 ogan
family moved West, leaving her one
, little ewe-lamb safe In the fold.
F'he years have passed away five
long years during which the flowers
have blossomed and faded, moons
have waxed and waned and hearts
have broken.
A girl of rare beauty stands at the
gate of a while cottage stands Bush
ing and paling beneath the Impas
sioned glances and passionate love
words of a young and handsome man.
"1 do love you, Fddie, and will be
your wife."
"When, Claire?"
"Jost as soon after I go home as pos-
Bible; very soon, If father is willing."
And tbe bright bead was hidden on
bis breast
"My bird, 1 will be tender and true
to you. May God forsake me ir I
ever fail you, darling Claire."
Ills voice was burdened with ten
dernessthe man evidently believed
what he said. A few more words
were spoken, then they parted
Clarie to sleep and dream o' her idol
(for such Fdward Logan had grown
to bd to bear through the coming '
days a sweet, new happiness to carry j
her young head almost regally, as
though the white brow, where bis
kisses bad been laid, was more pre- '
clous than the brow of yesterday.
Obi woman's love and woman's faith!
Alas! and alas!
Again before the dreamer's eye
there came another vision, and over
the fair face came another change a
change that seemed to electrify her
entire being. As we have said, the
vision changed; it seemed as If tbe
expression changed with the thoughts
that stirred her. No wonder the wan
face lighted up with joy, for low love
tones were In her ear. a dea - head
was bent to hers, and a rich voice
whispered:
"I love you.'
Then there came gathering round :
ber troops of friends and sat them
down in the vacant chairs by ber i
side. In tbe midst stood a youth :
and maiden, and a man of God Joined !
their bands together in holy wedlock!
The low, sweet bum of voice, the
fragrance of flowers, the laughter of I
women.
m... Ih M.,.a
Then the pageant drifted I
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raw innmai iiimm suuut MM
beautiful Hpa Then tbe moonlight
fadM, and shadows cold and gray
stole law toe room.
Over the ww
shadow crept.
the Stulll
j changed.
faded, and agiin the . Uioii
1-efore licr ia) a s ua!! rof-
Oa, and within it lay little fair-
haired -hiid her rh Id and "Fd
die's." Over the shining curls of
gold, white 11 iwers were strewn, and
tne pearl-white nana held a j ure
, white rose. Then the lonely woman'
bead was bowed, and so shook the
sleuder frame. But bark! A sound
reaches ber ear, atie starts up arm
Ustenseagerlv. Footstep draw near,
the door is flung oi en, and two men
enter bearing the form of another
between them, which they fling
rudelr upen a couch. Tbe woman
kneels beside him.
Eddie! )h, Eddie!"
Tbe younger mau leaves the room,
whilst the eldei stands in grim silence
by ber side.
"Vour husband is an honor to you.
Claire!"
She raised her arm with a deprecat
ing gesture.
".-pare me, father."
"You would marry him, Galre:
but poor child' I will not add to
your sorrow by reproaches. It seemed
as if it was your destiny to lie Ed
ward Logan' wife, for three times
you were separated from him. as 1
thought, forever, and at last he won
you. Thank God, your mother's ey. s
were closed In eath, ere she saw the
wretchedness of her child. If you
would only leave him. Claire. I do
not see why It is you will not consent
to a divorce."
' The reavjn Is simply this, father
I love him "
Those three words crowned the sin
ful man with a costly crown the
crown of a woman's pure love; an 1
oh! who would not stand in the '-sun
light of a woman's loving!" The
man turned away and left the woman
alone with her drunken husbacd.
And Claire, the woman whose
genius electrified a million hearts'
What dl I she do? What could she
do? but kneel in her anguish before
her God, and bowing her fair bead
almost to the ground, murmur
through her lips: "Not my will,
Father, put Thine be dona" New
York Sunday Mercury.
A Mu-nf-Wtr Ilooater.
Who wouid think that a rooster
could become a great pet on board
ship? Hut on the flag-ship "Chicago, '
the man-of-war which last spring
traveled almost six thousand miles tc
get home for the Columbian naval
parade, there was a rooster that was-
the pet of all the men on board ship
He was t-ought In the West Indies,
j on tbe way to Montevedio, arid wa
Intended for the Christmas dinner
' but his great cheerf illness, as shown
by his hearty crowing In the most un
seasonable weather, won him blf
life.
After bis liberty had been given
him, and he had become fairly tame,
he noticed one day another very proud
rooster in a very polished bras ven
tilator which stands on the quarter
decit. He Immediately put on his
proudest air; then, noticing that the
other rooster did the same, he
stepped closer to inquire, and soon
found himself glaring pugnac ously
at that other fellow, who seemed
iuile as defiant as himself. From
looks It came to blows and Sfion our
rooster was Indignantly fighting blf
own reflectioa Occasionally he
would strike the ventilator a er
hard blow with his bill and be thrown
l ack much astonished, only to rcturo
to the attack when he noticed that
his enemy apparently retreated.
This was kept up at intervals foi
several weeks, until the roostei
learned that more hard knocks than
glory were to 1 got by keeping ui
tne ieua. n,ven now, after many
months on board, he occasionally re
news the attack, but In a half
hearted way, as if he knew he waf
doing something silly.
His name is "Dick," and when
there is food ahead he answers to it
like a gentleman. At Ensenada, in
the Argentine liepuhllc the Chicagc
lay alongside tbe dock In the Grand
Canal, and was allowed to run on
shore and pick up what he could And.
He never strayed far from the gang
way, and would come proudly strut
ting back when called on board by
one or the mea
He is a very pugnacious bird, and
in Knsenada started a tight between
a dog and hlmelf. The combat,
witnessed by the whole ship's com
pany, while productive of no har u
to either side, was a most amusing
sight, and consisted of dashes at the
dog with occasional rent blows on the
part of the rooster, and much bark
ing and running about on the part ol
tne dog. SU Nicholas.
itroagiit t'p on French Novel
rrt air li
ine wasnington gin is a unique
type ana a pertual astonishment
mj my narrow views tne result or a
country childhood which I have
nevsr outgrown. I was trying to
Impress upon the Other One the
towering virtues of a certalu young
man and received the following flip
pant reply: 'There Is no use talk
ing to rue about such airy abstrac
tions. I don't understand them.
What I do know is that he wears the
most horrible looking object for a but
that 1 ever saw. I will never go out
with him again. When I caught
sight of that old fashioned derby
with no brim to speak of a mere gum
drop I thought I should faint. I
can forgive many things in men, al
most anything, in fa t, except 11 g
badyd:esed. I could pa don an
Immorality, even a crime, but last
year's hat or a gaut-herie, never."
"For heaven' sake, hush," I re
plied, "1 am ashamed of you: one
would Imagine that you had been
brought up on French novels."
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The rate of pulsation la 120 pei
Inute In Infancy, 80 In manhood
and no In old age.
PRINCE AND BOOK PEOCLEB.
A Earopaaa Mady-ac Ufa la aaaaav
t - Ji n ajotatil i'rwaaeaaaora.
For some iuonlfc it hash -en known
almost to a cerlaiuiy that a promi
nent prince of 1 urope is now io
America in disguise, and I cauva-.
lug tut books tuat be may in this
m inner learn more of the real life of
tbe American people. Twice has be
been identified in tbe Fast and each
time changed hi disguise and hi
field of action for, to be known,
would entirely defeat the object of
hi Visit. Latelv something has
transpired wb.cb lead tbe Phila
delphia Times to tbe conclusion that
this same prince is now se.liog book
in Texas.
A list of eminent men who hae
been book agents comprises many
authors and statesmen. George
Washington was a book agent and a
good one 1'rior to the fateful lirad
dotk expedition he soid over -00
copies in Fairfai and adjoining
i ountles in Virgin a, of a work oa
the "American Savage. " Jay Gould,
lialub Wa.do Emerson, and Mark
Twain we e. In early life, book caa
vassers So, also, was Longfellow,
and his success was remarkable.
There Is now In possession of the
Massachusetts Historical Society a
prospectus the poet used and on one
of the blank leaves are the skeleton
lines of the celebrated poem "Ex
celsior," which he was evidently then
incubating. Daniel Webster paid his
second term's tuitioi at Dartmouth
by selling books General Grant at
one time took an agency for Irving'!
"Columbus." i.ret Harte was a book
agent In California In 84u-60. Ex
President Ha es footed it all over
southern Ohio selling "Baxter's Live
of the Saints -' After the siege of
Toulon, Bonaparte, then a yoang
lieutenant, employed at the capital,
and too honorable to duplicate hi
pay account, took the agency for the
"History ot the I evolution." HI
marck, Cardinal Mez olantl, Count
Mctterni-h, Canning, Lord l'ennani,
and Coleridge, the poet, were all at
some pi-riod of their lives book
agents. fo. al-o, were Mme.
de Staet and Mrs. Jameson, and Co
lumbus canvassed fora work on "Ma
rine Explorations "
James G. Hlalne began bis business
career as a canvasser in Washington
County, Pa, where he sold the "Life
of Henry Clay. Many others whose
names embla on the pages of history
largely owe their success to tbe ex
perience obtained while engaged Is
the laudable and honorable calling of
a bi.ok agent.
FIXING" A WITNESS IN TEXAS.
lVpixr Pal on Ilia llamlki-rrhlrf tm
. half of the I'rtaunrr.
'Old lave Culberson is a great
constitutional lawyer, but 1 know of
a case In which had Dave rel ed more
on his erudition alone, his client
would now be in the penitentiary,"
said a Texan to a reporter for lb
Fort Worth Ga ette. "Iiave's client
was accused of horse-theft, Tbe evi
dence was so strong against htm that
Dave got several continuances n
hopes that the most daman ing wit
nesses would in some way disappear,
leave the country and so on. Well,
after half a do.cn continuances,
all the witnesses bur one had left th
country. Dave tried strenuously to
get another continuance, but the
;Udge announced severely that tbe
case must oe tried then and there.
Well, tbe case bepan, and when the
court adjourned for dinner Dave saw
conviction was inevitable, and so he
told his client. The accused began
scheming and thereby saved h mself.
The first witness arter tbe reopening
of court, was the prosecution's most
Important witness, on whose testi
mony alone a conviction could be
hoped for. The witness was a very
large man, and as the day was ex
ceedingly warm, the man used b s
handkerchief quite frequently. And
t was noticealile that the interval
between the use of the handkerchief
continued to grow shorter until the
man was evidently in agony. Hi
misery attracted the court and a doc
tor was sent for. l!efore the phy
sician arrived the man was In a parox
ysms of agony and was rolling about
the floor as If crazy. He was unable
to speak, but merely groaned. The
physician examined him but was un
able to say what was the matter, but
he advised the man to be taken to a
room. This was done, and the prose
cuting attorney, in his d sgust,
moved a continuance of tbe case and
It was granted. When Dave and bis
client left the room, the latter whis
pered, Dae, I fixed him.' It was
afterwards reported that red pepper
had been put In the man's handker
chief, and, the pons being open, it
bad terrible effect. That case was
dismissed at the next term of court
and Dave got his fee?"
"Help Warned" in Oldrn Day.
An old London paper contains the
following curious advertisement:
"Wanted, a roan between 20 and 30
ve.irs of age to be a footman and un-der-butler
In a great family: he must
lie of the Church of England and
have bad the small-pox in the natural
way. Also a woman, middle aged,
to wait upon a young lady of great
fashion and fortune: the woman must
be of the Church of England, have
had the small-pox in the natural way,
very sober, steady and well-behaved.
and understand dress, getting un
lace and One linen and doing all
things necessary for a young lady that
goes Into all public places and keeps
the best company, inquire of the
printer of this paper. Oct 1, 1774."
Hk Don't you think Miss Hlgh-
heels Is a perfect dream of beauty?
She Oh, yes; a perfeaa- dream
which never comes true.
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tie between tbe Nodes and Lydlaas,
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