k 'Rose of Christmas, i
MT Ma the eve of
in ill inmis. I
The air was'
frosty iicn' boot
heels i mailt' the
now creak under me flower, hut not for myself. Have
them a they paused yon forgotten my oor people in the hoa
with the quirk tread ' pit a Ik? Give lire the Bower for them. 1
of those who had eanuot have ta many of them, aud, oh,
but a few hours left , Philip, you raunot imiigine bow much joy
, in whieb to nntiei-1
(pate the coming of
the Christmas aaiut I
and the advent of Chrixt-myth in their 'lilies of the valley what will you?'
borne.
Chriatnin greetings mingled with the It was Christina morning in 8t. Jo
erdera of the ahopkeepers to haateu tbelscph'a hospital. There waa a faint anti
delivery of goods, the fur and satin of i septic odor in the air. The long line of
the millionaire' wife brushed against thej narrow white cot stretched their serried
faded, threadbare shawl of the Hhiveringl rowa down the room In pitilessly quiet ar--woman
from the city' darkest lnm. who ! ray. On one cot lay a woman, who waa
tiad atoleu a brief and boneless holiday I a mystery to the hospital officials. She
from toll that in this one bour of the had been brought in late in the afternoon
world's joy she might breathe the iiicerisei
of an unknown exigence of happiuess. of
gift, of plenty, of a fabulous and dream
like ease, a vision that flouted la-fore ber
tarred eyea in dimmer unreality than the
toefed talea of pagan magnilieenee.
. A flood of brilliant light poured out from
the ahotm. Such was the luxury of the
holiday season that not only the situs of
winter were evident, but the garnered
treasure of all hinds. There were fruits
from Persia and Arabia, gems from ev
ery nation that the jiiii chines on. luxnri
n furs from slm ie-;!on. where only
intrepid explorers Iium- trod, silks from
h..rn ,h .,. ti... h
Tear round, the choicest ami daintiest bits j
., K. ...is,, i-, i-,.ii,i,..:.. i
(m h,. ,.f 'h-,. ..,t i
the ci.it.-ila of the Enroucan and Asiatic !
nations. Countries whose history told of!
the Chriit n.vlh so far in the dim liulit i
of hhonrv that lis oriiriu is butt, niled their :
warea side bv aide with the iineiiuuled lro- :
Auctions of the new world, riviilimt in ;
cwtlincKK and beauty all that appeared tojrience in a hospital. She reflected vaguc--temnl
the heads and the niirain of men. I ly. that it would be her last. She had
Amid this Christ mas iov I'bilin Mere-i
4ita walked with an acrid and indefinable
pain at his heurt. A gray, leaden mood
had settled over him like a fog. lie made
a strenuous effort to forget. He hud told
tiiinsHf that the coining of thia anniver
sary should not overwhelm him with that
agony of recollection which he knew down
in his innermost soul he could not endure.
'nT day the approaching holiday had
"IT IS HE!"
filled him with an unacknowledged terror.
It waa the firm Christmas he had spent
without her. without Mirabel. And, tell
ing himself that he would forget, that he
would not remember, he straightway re
membered with the intimate fidelity of
iaiu all (hat could wound him now.
A breath of fragrant air from out a
floriut'a shop made him turn bis head for u
moment, and nx he looked he saw forget-me-not.
The sight gave him a pang. He
recalbsl the morning they had first t.
It wn a iimming in spring, fresh with In
inn ei-e. Her eyes were blue bine like
the forgi-t-ine-liots. Then, less tlnlli a
year later, they were wed. uinl I lie one
Christmas they had sH'iit together had
acemed to him more exquisite in its mt
fect happiness than the one on the plains
of Judea could have bi-eti lo the shepherd.
Then came misery; scarcely had the echo
of the Christina bells dieil away in the
air than that fa In I episode had occurred
that had parted (hem. It arose In u Irille,
as most of the world's misery and wars
bave, and ihen before be knew it he had
aaid'worils that had made a gulf between
them which it seemed could never U
hriiliiil. She said she would go away and
battle with the world by herself; he made
brutal reply. Then they parted, but
when, after a few days of devastating
lonetine, he went to seek her, she had
gone.
Ho the year had dragged out It course
lid this terrible holiday was fit hand. It
Hull II till ltelf before hi eyes---it joy
mocked him at every step his ineffectual
attempt to forget it brought It more viv
idly before him.
Again the opulence of a tlorlat's shop
met hi Kate. A sudden resolution came
to him; he stepped up l the window and
peculated lietweeii orchids and hlic.
"Ah, I'lilHp, I hooslng my
Christmas gift," said a vob-e at his elbow,
lie larnedit was his cousin, a woman
Lorn to bring to others some of the light
and joy deni.il them In their own pisir
live. "lo not hesitate an." she continued,
laughing, "yon know how easily I am
leaned In Hie matter of flower. Shut
four rye and choose whatever you see
first when r" lM'n them, and it will Midi
Hie "
"14 will Iti roe more pleaaure to suit
one tn.le than to truat to a hnphaxnrd
straight into the simp and say what you
will have."
"Oh. Philip," Raid the wiminu. her eyes
filling with a soft mist, "yon lire always
Kmm1 and gcncrou, aud I will li-t you give
tney will tiring me aim ana surreriiig.
"Vou may have all you want," he said,
"Here they are, rosea, violet, orehidB,
or the day hernre Insenwiblc. Khe waa
young and beautiful; her clothing was that
of a gentlewoman; she had all the marks
of refinement, allieit with certain aigna
of toil, but every mark that could identi
fy her had tieen carefully clipped from her
garments. Kor hour the watehcra thought
the angel of death would atop at her be
fore he took the one next her. Yet he
passed ber by. and in the early hours of
the morning she revived and murmured
words they could hut indiatinetly under
atand. Toward noon she revived so that
her conversation became intelliglhle. Rut
with the return of consciousness she eem-
en 10 guard uer seerei more eioseiy. one
""" " n"w" the (motions of the
hospital physicians, and insiateil that she
would soon la- strong and well nud would
Iuv'' ,h"
Tb Christmas (lower had come in and
the nurse selected the finest bunch of
American beauty roses in the lot and took
them to her patient. She lay. limp and
Hib - nt. in her cot. It was her first erpe
fainted on her way to the river, it is true
but that was no reason why she should
not carry out her design. It was only
nuestioii of time. The nurse approached
her. She bore a large box.
"Here is something for yon," she an id
It was a large white box; around It were
wide, pnle blue ribbona. A spray of holly
lav on the top. She looked at It listlesaly
"Shall I open it for youT' said the nurse
SHE CUIKH.
pleasantly. "It
was sent I'upedally for
you by a friend."
The pale patient almost smiled.
The
nurse's kindness was almost pathetic.
"There is no one to send me (lowers,"
site aid, "but you may open it for me."
The nurse did so. A ush of fragrance
filled the air. The roses burst upon the
vision of the pale woman with the glory
of midsummer, dazzling in their bright
ness. They lay in tln ir sal in-padded home
like fragrant jewels.
"Ob, how beautiful!" she cried. "Let
me have them."
As sin tisik them a card fell out. She
hsiked at It ns one might look at a dear
face that bad been hidden for years. Her
eye dilated. She was silent for one mo
ment, then she cried out in a voice that
thrilled the nurse and caused every head
in the ward to bo lifted from its pillow!
"It is be!" she cried. "It is lie, I must
go at once."
They remonstrated with her, but the
si k woman was well. She arose from
that pale couch with sudden vigor-her
eyes were bright every trace of Illness
loft her, "I uint go to him." she re
pented, time and again. The doctors came
and looked at her nnd then conferred in a
low tone with the nurse. "She may go."
they said.
So she tisik her roses nnd walked down
the street. It was a beautiful morning
the sun shone brightly Mud the air was
crisp one could not have guessed that the
angel of denth had hovered near her dur
ing the night. She walked some distance
and then she neared a church. On its
steps, just stepping out to go down the
avenue, was a man. Ills restless agony
had driven blin forth In the early morning
to try to exorcise the demon that would
not let him rest. He had passed the
church, and, drawn by an impulse be could
neither define nor resist, be had entered.
With the si rains of the "(ilorla In Excel
rimrlnu- ill bis enrs ha went out. As
he stood on (lie sli ps of the culhcdral nd
looked casually down the street he saw
what made his heart stand still. A mist
swain before his eyes-hls kncea hook
under him. lie hastened toward her.
"Mirabel!" he gasped.
She lisiked up at him with a amile.
' "I a going to aee you," she aald lm
i.lv.
The moruing sunshine mad a halo
about her head. Her eyea were Oiled with
dewy sweetness. The purple shadows
of the aftermath of pain were slipping
away on the horizon before the glory of
dawning day. He felt daruled. Ilia heart
leaM-d, then burned within bun. He drew
ber arm within his own and they turned
down a quiet aide street. She tsmiled at
him.
"I knew you would find me some time,"
she said, with an infinitely gentle air.
When they brought me your rowa in the
hospital this morning and I saw your dear
name once more I knew that our trouble
and separation were over forever, sweet
heart, bow good it ia to see you once
more."
He understood how fate bad played
with those Christ mas roses, and iu the
sudden illumination of bis mind and heart
he felt as if be had narrowly escaped fall-
iug over a precipice.
As they walked down the street together
the liella rang "(Jlory to God in the High
est, and white pigeons circled around tne
steeple.
AN INNOCENT USURPER.
Portrait Painter's Daughter Hat Upon
the Throne of Kagland.
To ait uin the throne of England,
and there to receive the obeisance of
fh real sovereign. Is nu experience
granted to but few. Miss E. U. Taylor,
In her nook, "Heirlooms In Miniature,"
tell a pretty mory of how Mlaa
Blanche Sully, daughter of the Ameri
can portralt-pa Inter, once enjoyed this
diwtiuctioo.
The queen gave Mr. Sully three or
four sitting, after which he told her
that he did not need to have her sit
longer, and asked if she would allow
hi daughter to take her place, as she
wns so nitich In the habit of posing for
hi in that she could sit us still a a log
a matter of peculiar Importance while
Jewels were Ixdug palrMcd, on account
of the changing light upon the atones.
The quoeu readily gave her consent,
nnd when the artlwl returned to hi
lodgings ,'imi tohl Miss Blanche that
she was lo ai-cuinpuuy him to the pal
ace the next day, that young lady was
in a Mate of wild excitement. Having
left home In a great hurry, she had only
one silk gown with her, which she de
scribes as an "ugly thing, green striped
with Mack." The despised gown was
donned, and Mis Blanche set forth
with her fattier for the palace.
Mr. Sully hud not told lii-s daughter
what nlie was to do. uud great was her
surprise When she vva.s suddenly raised
to the throne of England and arrayed
In the queen's robes, with rhe royal
crown upon her head. Although tihe
head that wears a crown is said to be
uneasy. Miss Sully declares (hat this
crown, which whs adorned with many
beautiful Jewel, dldftot cause ber any
uneasiness, being no heavier thttu an
ordinary velvet hut.
After she had ljccii sitting for what
seemed to her a very long Wine, the
doors wen; suddenly thrown open with
a great flourish, and the queen was an
nounced. From no one do we get a
more Interesting picture of the fresh.
Joyous young queen than cornea to us
from this other girl's recollections of
Uer. She say that the qiiei-n was not
pretty, but had a lovely complexion
and golden brown hair, which wns
drawn away from her face and gath
ered In n large knot at the back of her
head.
The royal young lady looked at Mis
Blanche, sitting in her regalia, made a
low reverence and laughed, after which
she glanced al, her own gown, then at
Miss Sully", and laughed again. The
two dromes were precisely alike, ex
cept that the green and black sitripos
were wider on that of the queen. Miss
Sully describes the queen's manners as
gracious, and her conversation, when
nlie talked with the painter, ns delight
ful. Her youthful majesty must have had
a sympathetic leenug lor a young up-
nctlte. as she ordered refreshments for
Mis Blanche, a tiling she had never
done for her father.
Miss Sully recalls the golden salvers,
the handsome tea sen Ice and the cut
glass tumbler si-t In stands of gold fili
gree. There were so many queen-cake
In the lniKk(t that was handed to her
that she aiked her father If (he queen
lived on queen-cakes. She. poor child,
was so awetl by the strangeness nud
magnilieenee of her surroundings thai
she could not eat a morsel.
Too Confident
Emergency lectures nre good Iu their
place, but a writer In the New York
Times thinks that some of those who
attend upon them acquire very exag
gerated Ideas of their own consequent
ttluess to deal with serious cases.
The other day a woman fell in the
street, and broke her arm. She was
taken Into a store, aud clerks ranged
themselves at Ihe door to keep the
crowd out. A gentleman had helped to
carry her. When she bad been placed
iu a comfortable position, lie, after cut
ting her aleeve from wrist lo shoulder,
called for some cotton, and making
some splints of the thin boards upon
which dress goods nre rolled, prepared
to set the limb.
At this moment n tall woman with
eyeglasses, having with illlliciiliy run
the gauntlet of clerks at the door,
pressed eagerly forward.
"You're doing that all wrong; all i
wrong," she said.
As the gentleman did not even turn,
she continued, "Come, you must let me
do Unit. You don't know aiiythlug
about It; I have an emergency certifi
cate." The gentleman paused In his work,
and without looking up, reiiiarked
briefly, "Pardon me, madam, but I am
a surgeon."
A woman may lnslt that she wauls
her husband to 1' present when she
gives a ftarty, but that doesn't change
the fact Unit he Is a particularly good
husband If he ha business out of towu.
The rainbow
appearing.
la always bent ou dia-
CHINESE HOSPITALS.
Black Hole Where Patients Are
Killed Instead of Cured.
' If ever surroundlugs were conducive
to 111 health, or a prolongation of dis
ease, those of a Chinese hospital are
certainly meant to le productive of
continued revenue to the owner. For,
be It remembered, the Chinese hospital
is a private institution run by the un
dertaker. He is always on the safe
side. If the patient keeps alive he gets
money for caring for hlin. If hla
friends tire of paying for bis keep he ia
placed In the "Chamber of Tranquil
ity" and starved to death. After he
dies tile undertaker, that Pool Bah
who ha three offices only, buries him
and makes money out of him to the
laL
Imagine a room about 10 feet wide
and 12 feet long, filled with the odds
and ends of a junk shop. Let this room
be so dark that it taken two candles to
make a light, and so filled with the
malodorous smells that are usually
met with In Chinatown dens that a
Strong man hcnitates before he enters
and gasps for breath after be gets In
side. Place half a doxen bunks around
the walls and a cauldron In which some
witches' broth I boiling In the corner.
Have two Chinamen to each bunk In
all stages of disease and in all stages of
fllthiness. Let the wall be so full of
ra holes that the three eats which
make themselves at home on the bunks
with the sick Chinamen are Insuf
ficient to watch them all. Imagine all
this and you may have some slight
conception of what the Interior of a
Chinese hospital looks like. If your im
agination Is very vivid, aud If you have
seen Chinese opium den, yon will get
pretty clone to the real thing other
wise you will miss It. It is almost le
yond Imagination.
But the front room Is Elysium In
comparison to' that other, just back,
through a dark hall. There are grades
of darkness, the scientists tell us, and
these grades may le found in these
Chinese hospitals. "Some darkness can
be seen; some can lie felt. That In the
back room of this inferno can be felt
palpably. In fact, it is present to' all
the human senses at once.
It can be tasted. It can be heard. It
can be seen. It can be felt. That It
can lie smelled goes without saying.
You stand just within the opening,
which by courtesy is called a door, and
you hear breathing, ns If some one
were exhausted after a long run. You
are not mistaken. It Is a man breath
ing heavily in hi race with death. He
Is still allve. and you wonder why.
Groping your way you reach some
stationary object and light a match.
It gives Just enough light to enable
you to see a candle on a bench and
you light that. Then you feel that an
electric arc light would scarcely le
sufficient to enable you to pierce that
Stygian darkness.
It i well, perhaps, that you have an
obscured vision. It Is possible that if
you could see all that Is In the room
at one you, too, would be a sick man.
It Is noisome den where vermin
abotiBd: where rats make their home;
where the living and the dead human
ity He side by side the one waiting for
its coffin ami the other for the cessa
tion of the struggle for breath.
This Is part of the Chinese hospital.
It. is also u part of the undertaking es
tablishment. This Is the "Chamber of
Tranquillity," and if one couldn't be
tranquil here he would bo restless in
his grave. It's the grave's next door.
fiau Francisco Chronicle.
Pick from Portugal.
Next to Portugal, Japan sends
greatest supply of toothpicks to
United States. These are made
hand from fine reeds. They, too,
sold In close competition with
the
I he
by
a re
the
American product, owing to the cheap
er labor in Japan. The cases in which
the Japanese picks are Inclosed are line
specimens Of skill with the JackUnil'e,
I ney are oi wood, cut into strips as
thin and delicate as tissue paper, but
very strong. The cases are ornament
eis wiin uanu-puiiiteii .Japanese scenes
in i, nre of a size convenient lo be ear-
rii d In the vest pocki-t. The competl
lion between the Japanese and Port it
guese makers on the one side and
American manufacturers on the other
has become very keen. An Importer of
toothpicks said reconily that tin' Japa
nese picks can lie made and sold In the
American market, cases and all. for
less than (lie cost of the paper boxes
that contain the domestic picks. Phila
delphia Times.
Parlholtir Statue of MtTcrty.
The Bartholin statue of "Liberty,"
the "Bavaria" at Munich, and the "(icr
manla" opposite Blngen on the Ithlne,
are modern echoes of the famous Co
lossus which Chili'oft set by the harbor
of ancient Rhode. The "Liberty" ex
ceeds It III height (one hundred and
fifty fec-0 by half; but still. If the Co-
lossus were among us to-day, il would
doubtless be treated in the guide-books
with eminent res?ct. Like the Lib
erty. It stood by the harbor of a great
emporium, where the ship of all na
tions came and went. In the form of
a patron deity, H reirVoiited the genius
of a state, and In lis dimensions II
spoke for a national taste which, as the
Laokoon group and the Farm-so Bull,
both Khodliin compositions, seem to Ih-
trav, worshlM'd much at Ihe shrine of
the god of bigness. Century.
The Ant qnlty of Ion Cream.
Ice cream Is an older sweetmeat than
many would suppose, tu the beginning
of the Kovctileenth century goblets
made of Ice and also Iced fruit, I. e
fruit frozen over, were llrst brought
to table. The llmonadlers, or lemon
Hde sellers of Paris, endeavored to In
crease Ihe popularity or their wares
by Icing them, and one more enterpris
ing than the real, nu Italian named
1'rocope Contentix, In (he year MVM
Conceived the Idea of convening such
beverages c.i.lrely Into Ice, ami about
twenty years later Iced liquors, L at.,
liquors changed iuto Ice, were the
principal things sold by the llmona
diers. By the end of thau'eentury Iced
liquors were quite common in Paris.
Ice cream, or iced "butter," a It waa
first called from Its supposed resem
blance to that substam-e, soon fol
lowed. It was first known In Paris In
1774.
The Due de Chartres often went at
that time to (he Paris coffee houses tc
drink a glass of iced liquor, and the
landlord having one day presented him
with his "arms" formed in edible lee,
this kind of sweetmeat became the
fashion. (Jermai cooks at once took
up the new art. It was not long in
reaching England, for in 1770 a French
cook, resident in London, named Cler
mont, wrote "The Modern Cook," In
which sweet ices were first described
for the Instruction of English cooks.
Present day cooks have elaborated the
Ice enormously. Gentlemen's Maga
John Payne says Omar Khayyain'f
full uame was (Jhryatheddin lbn K:
Fethh T'mer lbn Ibrahim El Khey
yauii.
Algernon Charles Swinburne, the
English poet and ardent supporter ol
Anglo-Saxon alliance, Is said to be con
templating an American tour.
Harold Frederic's novel, "Gloria
Mundl." Is to be brought out in book
form shortly. It Is reported that ovet
35,000 copies of Mr. Frederic's book
The Damnation of Theron Ware,
have been sold.
The translation into English of the
iMitcb drama of "Lucifer," by Vondel
the greatest of Dutch toets, just Issued
at London, reveals a startling analogy
to Millon's "Paradise Lost," aud
throws a strong suspicion of plagiar
ism on one of the greatest of Engllsl
poets.
Here is a joli mot of Lord Bosebery's
told to Miss Katharine de Forest, tin
Paris correspondent of Harper's Bazar,
by a woman who had heard him say il
at dinner: "Memory," said Lord Rose
bery, "is the feeling that steals ovet
us when we listen to our friend's orig
lua) stories."
A new story now iu press with A. C
McClurg tc Co. is called "Maria Fe
llcia; A Tale of Bohemian Love," ant!
is from the pen of one who has foi
ninny years been styled "the (ieorgt
Eliot of Bohemia," Carolina Svetla
Her works have Im-oii varied and nu
morons, but no translations of then?
Into English have hitherto been made
Harry Steel Morrison, a lti-year-oli
boy, has written a true story of bis ad
ventures, called "A Yankee Boy's Suc
cess, lie began as a reporter for a
New York paper, Interviewing Presi
dent .McKlnley, Russell Sage am
others. Then, with only twenty five
dollars Iu his pocket, he made a trii
abroad, aud actually succeeded in ex
changing comments with Gladstone.
Queen Victoria, the King of Belgium
and the President of France.
It is said that Mark Twain wrote v
reply to a common question: "The
books which have most Influenced ni
life? With pleasure. This Is Ihe list
The Innocents Abroad,' 'Houghing it,
Tramp Abroad,' 'Prime and Pauper,'
'Huckleberry Finn,' Tom Sawyer.
'Yankee at the Court of King Arthur.'
Personal Reminiscences of Joan ol
Arc,' 'I'liild'u-Heail Wilson.' 'Following
the Equator,' and the publications ol
the late linn of Charles L. Webster Ai
Co."
American Needle.
Pittsburg Is soon to manufacture the
llrst. needles ever turned out In tills
country. The American Needle Com
pany, composed of New York, Boston,
Philadelphia, and Pittsburg capitalists,
has been organized, and will shortly
erect a plant with newly Invented ma
chinery, which will revolutionize the
industry. The new Invention, assisted
by 2 operatives, will produce lJMHl,.
(KM) needles every day. At present
I.riim employe are requited lo do this
work A member of the company made
ihe following statement regarding the
machinery and the proposed venture:
"This iieedli'-inakiiig machine will
create a revolution in thai Industry,
a monopoly of wlilch has ever been en
joyed by European manufacturers In
England, Germany. France, and Switz
erland The . machine amalgamates
twenty processes, receiving Hie crude
steel wire at one end and turning out a
tut die, almost compleiw. at the other
end. Nothing remains lo lie done lo
finish Ihe needle Xcept temper It and
stick II Into its papr receptacle. Tin
tempering I always done with bunches
of needles, probably 1,000 In a bunch.
Machinery next lakes the needles nnd
slick them In paper." New York
Commercial.
IhIbiiiI of Monte Crlsio.
Lover of Dumas' Immortal romaie-e
will note with Inleresl the statement
by Ihe Loudon Morning Post's Koine
corresiioudeiit that Hie Island of Monte
Crlsio, rendered so famous by Dumas'
Immortal r'oinance, I about to be or
ganized as n hunting ground for (lie
Prince of Naples. The Italian news
paper add that the lease of Hie Mar
quis Cluorl, who previously hired the
shooting In the Island, ha run out,
and that the stale Is arranging lo re
serve Ihe Island which Is thickly
wooded and completely uninhabited
as a special shooting ground for the
crown prince.
Wo have noticed that when a tele
gram Ik marked "Collect," II Is Usually
from kin, and they are coming to visit.
WHAT SYMPATHY COULO DO.
Prettr Peasant Olrl Waa Restore to
ranity In a Prison.
It is difficult to Imagine a bright aid
to prison life, and when to confinement
is added the gloom of insanity. tn
darkness seems impenetrable. The
author of "The Dungeons of Old Par
Is," however, gives a touching picture
of what womanly sympathy once ac
complished even iu so extreme a case.
There was a strangely sympathetic
side to this saddest of the prisons of
Pari (St. La .a re, for women). Tba
sick and worn-out were always tender
ly regarded by their fellow-prlsonera,
and if a woman died In the prison, it
was uot unusual for the rest to club to
gether to provide a costly funeral.
In the early years of the Restoration,
a pretty peasant girl named Marie was
ent to St. Lazare for stealing roses.
She had a passion for the flower, and a
thousand mystical notions had woven
themselves about It in her mind. She
said that rose-trees would detach them
selves from their roots, and glide after
her wherever she went, to tempt ber to
pluck the blossoms. One in a garden,
taller than the rest, bad compelled ber
to climb the wall aud gather as many
roses as she could, and there the
gendarmes found ber.
This poor girl excited the most vivid
interest In that sordid place. The pris
oners plotted to restore her to reason,
christened her Hose, which delighted
her, aud set themselves to make artifi
cial roses for her of silk and paper.
Those fingers, so rebellions at allotted
tasks, created roses without number,
till Marie's cell wa transformed Into a
bower. '
An Interested director of prison labor
seconded these efforts, and opened in
St. Lazare a work-room for the manu
facture of artificial flowers, to wlilch
Marie was introduced as an apprentice.
Here she made roses from morning
till night, and her dread of the future
being dispelled, the malady of her mind
reached Its term with the end of ber
sentence, and she left the prison cured
and happy. She became one of t he most
successful florisits in Paris.
The Spanish Vessels.
The Century prints part of Captain
Sigbee's "Personal Narrative of the
Maine." Captain Sigsliee says: After
the destruction of the Maine, and while
the Vizi-aya and Oquemlo were In the
harbor, we could plwerve no drills tak
ing place on board those vessels, al
though it is isissible that they might
have gone on without our being able to
observe them. There was much ship
visiting on Itoard. In everything they
did, except In res)ect to ettiquette, the
practiced nautical eye could not fall
to note their Inferiority in one degree
or another to the vessels of our own
squadron at Key West. Our vessels
were then having "general quarters for
action" three times a week, arid were
keeping up their other drills, including
night-drills, search-light practice, etc.
The vessels of the Vizcaya class, lielow
iu the captain's cabin and officers'
quarters, were one long stretch of
beautiful woodwork, finer than on
board our own vessls. The smaller
guns of their primary batteries, and
the rapid-firing guns of their secondary
batteries, were disposed between the
tin-rents on two decks in such dove
tailed fashion that in order to do great
damage an enemy needed only to lilt
anywhere in the region of the funnels.
1 remarked several times once to Ad
miral Sampson, who was then Captain
Sampson of the court of inquiry on the
destruction of the Maine that the
Spanish vessels would be all aflame
within ten minutes after they bad gone
into close action, and that their quar
ters at the guns would be a slaughter
pen. Future events justified the state
ment. Afterward when I boarded the
wreck of the infanta Maria Teresa
near Santiago de Cuba, her armored
deck was below waiter, but above that
there was not even a splinter of wood
work In sight; In fact, theie was hard
ly a cinder left of ber decks or of that
beautiful array of bulkheads, It may.
have been that the Maine remained
longer in Havana than had originally
been intended by the Navy Depart
ment. It was expected, I lelleve, to
relieve her by another vessel; which
vessel, I do not know. I had hoped
that the Indiana or the Massachusetts
would be sent to dispel the prevailing
ignorance among the Spanish people In
regard lo the strength and efficiency of
our ships. The department may not
have accepted ni.v views.
Neither of Them Knew It.
Bill Nye was once chatting with Sen
ator Shirley of Maine, and remarked
upon the lad, that he (Nye) was born
at Shirley, in the Senator's Slate, add
ing that the town had doubtless beeu
named for one of the Senator's ances
tors. "1 didn't know," said the Sena
tor, "that there was such a town In
Maine as Shirley." "I didu'l know it,
either," ahl Nye, ''until I was born
there."
A Partial Iteturn.
Alg.v - You say she only partially
re-
turned your affection?
Clarence-Yes. She returned all the
love letters, but retained all Ihe Jew-elry.-
Loiulim T!l-Blts.
If people are going to laugh at your
Joke, they will do It the first time you
spring II : there Is no use spoiling It
again and again.
An actress ha two objects in life: lo
make an artistic success during her
youth, nnd win a rich husband for her
old age.
A woin'a'u usually buy what ber
husband tikes lo eat. mid learns In lime
to get along without getting what she
likes.
A Isiy's idea of something terrible Is
two boy engaging In light In the
school room, In the presence of tluf
tenehcr.
h. n.nllcd. "Count with me
