Foil OLD SAKE S SAKE,
It Is a commonplace of speech that
there is no changing the leopard’s
spots. The keen observer of his kind,
who has not twelve axioms wherewith
to work the theorems of life, but
twelve hundred, accepts It as gospel.
Raymond, who was not a keen observ
er, but a man with faith in his heart,
did not accept it. In the face of ad
vice and caution and good counsel he
decided to reduce it to the absurd and
marry Cicely GlanvHle. Success
crowned him, as even those who warn
ed him know now, but it was a des-*
perate risk.
Far back in the days which It were
lieresy to doubt were as good as they
were old. when Alan waa just the stolid
email son of Captain Raymond and
Cicely was but the angel-faced little
daughter of Captain Raymond's first
lieutenant, Marlitt, the boy and girl
had been fond of one another. They
had made mud pics and hunted the
first wild flowers of the plains, and had
ridden burros and bronchos together.
They had wintered and summered In
each other's company, the mountains
and prairies of the southwest, while
the land was yet given over to the
never-ending disturbances of the hos
tlles. They had learned what It was
to have only one another for playmates
for months at a time. And because of
the hardships of long marches and the
Joys of a half-3avage freedom shared
together, they came to think them
selves inseparable. And then they
were separated. Cicely was to be civ
ilized. She was sent east and abroad
to school. Alan Raymond went through
West Point and got his commission.
Thereupon fate—which at times does
what might be expected cf her—sent
him to the same post where the Mar
litts were stationed, and he saw Cicely
again. He looked into the placid
depths of her long, gray eyes and re
membered the past. He looked at the
curving red lips and the thick brown
hair and guessed the future. She had
changed for the worse and for the bet
ter. She had been civilized and was
less frank; she had learned to attain
her ends by indirect means, yet, as wo
men go, she was honest. Out the
saintly face was more beautiful and
the child was grown to one of those
women whom to love is to worship.
And In due time Raymond loved her.
There are men who take their love
n.s simply as they do the breath of their
life. It is necessary to them, but they
do not go mad with the ecstasy of Us
possession. When Raymond had to'd
Cicely that he loved her, and when she
had laid her head upon his shoulder
nnd had put her slender, clinging
hands in Ills. and. turning up the beau
tiful. deep eyes to his face, had said,
“I love you,” he was ratlsfled. His
fault, if such it were, was that he was
undemonstrative, and Cicely’s—though
some count It a virtue in woman—that
she was jealous. Of nil vile3. Jealousy
carried with it Its own swiftest pun
ishment. It realizes its unreason, but
DO YOU LOVE ME STILL?
ib powerless—use a areauier who sur
fers and cannot awake, though he
knows, the while, that he is dreaming.
She knew in her heart that her lover's
■word was worth more than most men’s
vows; she knew that his purpose was
direct and honest, and yet she doubted.
The tiny stone of suspician began to
roll. A question which Cicely was too
proud to ask would have checked it.
tint it rushed on and became an ava
lanche that buried and crushed their
happiness under its mass. Raymond
looked ou dazed. He could not under
stand.
When It was too late it was made
plain. Cicely sat before her own tiro,
in the dusk, and looked quietly at the
blazing logs. The light shone on her
fair face and on her gleaming hair.
Raymond stood and looked down at
her, resting his arm on the mantel
piece. He was an honest nmn. Ho
bad no intention of speaking of even
the love of the past to another man's
wife, hut beside the blank reality rose
up in front of him the might-have-been
of his life, and he cried out from the
depths:
"Cicely, why did you do It?”
She started back and looked up at
him. For one long minute the deep
eyes gazed into his eyes and saw there
the futility of an irretrievable mistake.
The curved lips grew white, and parted
and dosed ngain. She turned and hid
her face in her tight-clasped hands,
and bowed her head against the hack
of the chair. There is tragedy of the
fiercest sort that enters, once, at least,
into most lives—tragedy which seems
to rend the veil of one's universe in
twain and to open up the graved where
one's hopes and sorrows have lain
sleeping. Yet we jeer at melodrama
when we are shown bits from the play
of existence that are as nothing to the
truth. We say it is overacted. It Is
because It has been mercifully given to
ns to forget.. In the past. Raymond, j
first of all, would have scoffed; In the
future, he would com* to douht the
horror of the present moment. Dut It
caught h!m and held him then with a
mighty strength. The primitive crea
ture come3 out when it Is lashed with
the whip of real oain; all the bars of
j custom and convention cannot restrain
i it. He forgot the honor of his sane
moments. He snatched away the
j hands and dragged her to him. and
I turned her face up again to his.
“Why did you do it. Cicely?” he re
peated.
She clinched her teeth and steadied
her voice, and then she told him.
“But you were utterly wrong,” he
said. He was dazed to have been so
misunderstood, and he offered no ex
planation. But she did not need one
now. She had seen the full measure
of her folly.
"I know,” she answered, ”1 was
wrong, and—I am punished.” She
threw her arms about his neck and
sobbed, nnd he held her close. It was
only for a little time. Then she drew
away and her arms fell at her sides.
“It cannot be helped,” she said, and
she turned and went away.
There was no change in Raymond,
either then or as the years went on. He
was a good ofilcer and a good man and
unembittered. But Cicely Glanville
changed. The world loves nothing bet
ter than to find an explanation for
what has mystified it. It does not
trouble to verify Its belief. “It Is
plain,” It said now. “why Cicely Mar
litt married Glanville. Raymond was
not the man to have allowed her to In
dulge her propensities.”
The propensities were toward flirta
tions that scandalized that conserva
tive and respectable institution, the
army. Even the men of the regiment
resented that it should be given fame
through Mrs. Glanville. And the wo
men feared and hated her, but they
also admired. Popular superstition to
the contrary notwithstanding, most
women seo the charms of a rival. En
vy is as keen-sighted as love Is blind.
And the clever ones admit them.
Being isolated from the small circle
of feminine wit, Mrs. Glanville added
to her attractions much masculine
clear-sightedness and wide range of
interests. She was as good to talk to
as to look upon. She spoke with the
tongue cf a wisdom that was more—
not less—than womanly, and she sang
with the voice of a siren, and men fell
down before her and worshiped her.
and, throwing the cloak • their in
fatuation over the elay f <t of their
idol, tamp finally to forget them and
believe It all spotless alabaster. They
held her up to wives and daughters and
sisters whom thpy would have dis
owned for following in her path. And
they ruined the peace of their lives and
of their homes for her—all. too, with
out the hope of even a capricious fancy
for reward. She brought them low
and laughed at them, but they still had
faith, as had her husband, though the
heavens should fall. She was known
to the borders of the service, and be
yond, as a creature of no heart who
had caused uisaster and even death
and had shown neither remorse nor
puy.
Yet when she was free once more,
Raymond went to her. Ills old faith
was unmoved.lt wag a better sort of
faith than any other she had Inspired.
Years had gone since she had seen him.
She sat once again before the Are—this
time in her father's home. And Ray
mond stood looking down at her. The
face, above the black dress of her
mourning, was as saintlike as of old,
and seemed as young and unscarred.
The long, gray eyes were as placid,
but more deep. He did not ask now
why she had done these things. Per
haps he knew. But he said to her. as
though the time had never been:
"Cicely, do you love me still?”
And the sweet lips parted to say the
words that they had never framed
save for him: "I love you still.”
He reached out his hand and took
hers. She tried to draw It away.
“But you do not want me—now?”
shp said.
He held her fast and answered: "I
want you now.” There was no doubt
In his firm voice.
"You do not know," she tried to tell
him.
"Yes, I know.” he said; “and yet—
and yet I want the Cicely who was my
honest little playmate years seo; who
waa my trusted love In the past; who
will be my faithful wife in the time
to como.Vor old sake’s sake, I want
her, dear.”
She laid her tired head upon his
shoulder and closed her tear-fllled eyes.
“And for old sake's sake,” she said,
“you shaH have her.”—Gwendolen
Overton, in the Argonaut.
Ill* Opinion Vnehanged.
Two citizens of Nebraska were
caught in one of those violent funnel
shaped clouds, and, as they scooted
along In the midst of ruins of build
ings and flying trees, one of them re
marked: "This is the worst cyclone I
over saw." "Ignorant man," cried the
other in tones of scorn that were al
most drowned by the rush of the storm,
“can you distinguish a cyclone from a
tornado? Are the teachings of science
altogether lost upon you? This Is a
tornado, and. as described by Professor
Loveland and Meteorologist Gee, It
Is-" Just then a church steeple
transfixed the speaker and he perished
in great agony, while the other man
drifted along for ten miles or so and
was dumped softly into a sandbank.
As he brushed the aand out of his teeth
and ears he remarked: "Well, that
was the worst cyclone I ever saw."—
Nebraska State Journal.
Not to II* ll*ll*v*il.
“I suppose you think I can’t tell
time?" exclaimed the man whose
chronology had been questioned. "No."
was the reply; "I don't say you
couldn't tell timp, but time would be
a foot to believe you. whatever you
*old him."—Boston Transcript.
NEW YORK SMART SET
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HOW THE ‘TOUR HUNDRED”
ENJOY THEMSELVES.
—
Dame* and Damsel* In Th«-lr Boulevard
Turnout*—How Ctrl* Are Taught to
I Bide—A <illiii;i*e at Eastern Manner*
and Custom*.
Principal among the amusements of
the smart set at this time of year is
driving or riding, says a writer in the
New York Press. The cross-country
runs began some time ago, and the
hunting colony has gone in for its fa
vorite sport with the usual enthusiasm,
but there are still a lot of fashionable
folk in town, so there mirnt needs he
riding and driving going on here in
the city. Horseback exercise seeni3 to
have received a new Impetus this sea
son. and there are many more equest
rians to be seen every afternoon than
there were a year ago. The riding
academies have been well patronized,
and it has been demeed necessary for
all the young girls to be- carefully in
structed as to how they shall hold the
rein3, sit their horse, etc., and one of
the prettiest sights In Central Park is
when a class of these young girls is
taken out for the afternoon ride. One
or two instructors are all that are
needed for eight or ten girls, but these
instructors have their hands full keep
ing the class in order. One girl will
insist upon dashing ahead, in a mad
gallop, just when the others have de
clared themselves too tired for any
thing but a walk. Smart and absolutely
satisfactory are the turnouts that are
1 to be seen at the correct hour, and
quite correct they are in every appoint
ment. One horse in the road wagon,
a runabout, with the newest of harness,
everything in spick and span order,
from the dashboard to the whip, and
PENMAN'S WONDERFUL FEAT.
Australian Cl»“s London \t>a|ip«r
Writers a I.essnn In Speetl.
From the London Telegraph: Wrap
per writing is, it would seem, a pop
ular way of earning a livelihood with
the inmates of Rowton House, a six
penny hotel. Here is an amusing story
of th-a perfection to which it may be
brought by practice and a strong will.
“There is a tradition lingering among
the elder brethren of the wrapper writ
ing profession to the effect that once
upon a time wheq the work was bet
ter paid than now, a young man from
Australia turned up and ventured as a
last resource into their sphere of la
bor. He spent his all and found himself
stranded until funds should arrive from
the antipodes. So on the suggestion
of an acquaintance he applied for a
job at the world-famed firm of Schmidt
& Co. On being duly installed and sup
plied with 500 envelopes and some
pages from a directory, he looked
round and asked for a pen. “But you
have one already," said the young man
in authority “I want two,” answered
the Australian, and an interested and
obliging fellow scribe supplied his need.
The scene which thereupon ensued baf
fles all description, for the colonial,
separating the pile of envelopes into
two equal lots, began copying the ad
dresses by writing simultaneously with
both hands. So runs the legend at
least, and, furthermore, it is averred 1
that his rapidity was such as to put
the ‘sloggers' to shame. Fifty pens
dropped from the nerveless grasp of
those who but a minute before had
been writing against time and as
if for dear life. A hundred eyes were
fixed in astonishment on the unknown
one. Presently the young overseer
who superintended the labors of many
old enough to be his grandfather rose
and timidly said he would consult ‘the
governor.’ The latter arrived, and the
situation being explained the Austral
MISSION OF “DON QUIXOTE.”
Written to Ridicule Ab^unl Stories of
Chivalry.
From the London Mail: The ob
ject of Cervantes In writing “Don Quix
ote” was, as he himself declared, to,
render abhorred of men the false aad
absurd stories contained lu the books
of chivalry. The fanaticism caused by;
these romances was so great in Spain
during the sixteenth century that the,
burning of all extant copies was earn
estly requested by the cortes (or leg
islature of the realm). To destroy a
passion that had taken such deep root
among all classes, to break up the
only reading which at that time was.
fashionable and popular, was a bold
undertaking, yet one in which Cer
vantes succeeded. No books of chival
ry were written after the appearance
of “Don Quixote,” and from that time
those in existence have been 3teadtly
disappearing, until now they are
among the rarest of literary curiosities.
This romance, which Cervantes threw
so carelessly from his pen, and which
lie only regarded as an effort to break
up tin- absurd faucits about chivalry,
has now therefore become the oldest
specimen cf romantic fiction and one
of the most remarkable monuments to
genius. Ten years after its appearance
its author published the second part
of "Don Quixote,” which is even bet
ter than the first. It was written in ills
old age, when in prison and finished
when he felt the hand of death pressing
cold and heavy upon him.
•«*
Ingenious .Sounding Apparatus.
Savannah News: Itapid-test sound
ings were required on some work on a
railway line between Paris and Havre,
where the cast-iron viaduct of Bezons
was replaced by an arch bridge along
side. The old foundations for six chan
nel piers were removed to the bottom
of the river. It was required that the
river bed should be carefully leveled.
IX CENTRAL PARK. NEW YORK-DRAWN FROM LIFE.
the girl driving the trap in such irre
proachable tailor-made gowns. It is
in bad taste to wear a gown at all
elaborate. A plain cheviot skirt, with
covert cloth, heavy gloves and the
trimmest and smartest of headgear
suffices.
This same style of trap is. of course,
used in the summer in the country,
and only appears in the city in the
spring; it is not an expensive turnout,
and is one that is particularly useful.
The spider phaetons are also to be seen
in the morning and women drive the
pair of horses necessary, but there is
always a ecachman perched in the
small seat at the back. The style of
dress for the phaeton is much more
elaborate than that worn in the road
wagon. Much ruffled and trimmed cos
tumes with gay parasols and big hats
are the rule. The woman who drives
may perehance wear a jacket instead of
a wrap and a hat with a veil. Milady's
brougham is too well known an insti
tution to be classed with the new fash
ions, but this season it has been more
elaborately gotten up than ever. It is
one of the most expensive traps, for it
calls for such perfection In every de
tail and must always be in perfect or
der. Two men, or a man and boy,
must be on the box. and the liveries are
no small item; but then it Is one of the
signs of wealth, and so every fashion
able woman owns her brougham and
finds opportunity to exercise her own
taste in the furnishing of It. Driving
four-in-hand for women is now consid
ered one of the accomplishments neces
sary. As yet only a few women have
started a coach, but the time is not
far off when a woman’s coaching club
will be in existence. Altogether, the
coming woman is to be a rare horse
woman.
Why isn't brown bread light when
a pound leaf only weighs twelve
ounces?
I
ian was turned into a loose box all by
himself und fed with another thousand
or so envelopes. At this rate he earned
enough in two or three weeks to en
able him to last out comfortably till
his remittances arrived; then he went
home and Schmidt's knew him no
more. We asked the old gentleman
who told us this yarn to fill his pipe
and have another cup of tea, for we
thought he deserved both.”
How Chirm Treat* Defaulter*.
A recent number of the Pekin Ga
zette, the oldest paper in the world,
and for 3,000 years the official organ
of the Chinese government, contains
the following edict of the emperor,
Tsai-Tien: “We have received a me
morial from Shih Nlen-tsu, governor of
Kiangsi, denouncing the conduct of
Pien Yung-ch’un, ex-magistrate of
Ilsinganhsien, Kiangsi province, who,
having retired from his post, was dis
covered to be considerably in arrears
In the payment of the taxes collected
by him. When applied to for the re
payment of the said taxes by the pro
vincial treasury officials, the ex-magis
trate paid no heed to their demands,
showing a contempt far the law which
should be punished. We hereby com
mand that the said ex-magistrate be
cashiered and arrested and placed in
prison until he refunds the whole of
his indebtedness to the government.
We further command the governor of
Yunnan, the native province of the
accused, to investigate and confiscate
any properties that may stand in the
accused's official name in his native or
other towns in Yunnan. Let not the
provincial treasury suffer through the
dishonesty of the officials.”
Doing Better.
First Boy—"My pa is making his
mark in the world." Second Boy—
“That's nothing; mine can write.”—
Truth.
After It had been dredged the bottom
was explored by means of a horizontal
bar of iron about twenty feet long,
which was suspended from each end
from a framework uniting two Hat
boats in catamaran fashion. This beam
was lowered close to the bottom and
the boats were gradually moved along
in a direction transverse to the length
of the bar. When the seraper encoun
tered no Irregularity the suspending
chains hung vertically, but as soon as
either end was deflected by contact with
any obstruction an electric circuit was
closed, which caused an alarm to be
rung. The boat was stopped and the
obstruction located by means of sound
ing poles. In this way small stones
down to a diameter of four inches were
easily located and the bed of the river
was leveled to within that amount of
irregularity. This method proved rap.
id and successful.
To Get Thin.
Eat a great deal of choped meat
without any potato in it. Drink little
fluid of any kind except strong tea.
Exercise a great deal without drinking,
a*,d do not eat bread, butter or candy.
Lemonade, acid drinks of all kinds, and
saline mineral waters are excellent.
Drink a glass of clear water before
breakfast.
A* She I'nilontunil It.
He—"I don't believe in a higher edu
cation for girls. The one I marry will
know nothing of Latin and such non
sense.” She—"Perhaps not. I can
readily understand that the girl who
marries you must be very Ignorant in
deed.”—Chicago News.
Modern May of Mending Sock*.
Stockings and so(*s can be easily re
tired by mean* of toe ar.d heel caps,
which are being made for the purpose,
and are adapted to fit over the worn
parts and be sewed In position.
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FIVE MILLIONS IN DIVIDENDS.
Enormous Profits of the W«„t Inghouuo
Atr lEruke Company.
The board of directors of the We3t
Inghouse Air Brake Company, at the
general office at Wllmerding. have de
clared a stock dividend of 100 per cent,
amounting to $5,000,000, and trans
ferred to the treasury the sum of
$1,000,000 in stock to be issued by the
directors from time to time for the pur
chase of property or other uses aa may
be deemed best by the board. This
enormous dividend is in addition to a
cash dividend of 50 per cent, or $2,500,
000, declared within the past year.
America is full of rich men. rich cor
porations and companies that mako
tremendous profits, but no corporation
or firm in the world has ever made the
enormous profit that has this associa
tion of men during the past twelve
months. At the meeting, 82,99-1 shares
of stock out of 100,000 were repre
sented. The meeting waa a brief one
and it took the board but a few min
utes to mako the distribution of the
$5,000,000 in stock. It waa done by
virtue of the following resolution,
which was presented and passed:
"Resolved, That of the 120,000 shar?3 *
($6,000,000) of new capital stock au
thorized by this meeting the stockhold
ers recommend that the board of di
rectors should distribute 100,000 shares,
that is, $5,000,000, at par, to the stock
holders as a stock dividend out of the
surplus earnings of the company not
heretofore divided among the stock
holders, and that the remaining 20,000
shares ($1,000,000) remain in the treas
ury and be Issued by the board of di
rectors from time to time for the pur
chase of property upon such terms and
in such manner as they shall deem for
the best interest of the company." The
net earnings of the company for tha
past ten years are stated to be $17,500,
000, of which the cash dividends have
been $14,596,000. The stock dividend
will be distributed as soon as tha
necessary certificates can be prepared.
Don’t loaf in front of a bank just
because there is money in it.
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