CUPID S REVENGE. LILLIAN RUSSELL ON DIVORCE. Operatic Star Accounts for Her loath ful Appearance. Lillian Russell has been an operatic favorite before the American publlo since the day when, at 16, she grad uated from a music hall to the comic opera stage, and began creatlr.g lead ing roles in Audran and OfTenbach. Miss Russell has been married to Har ry Braham, to Toddy Solomon and to Sig. Perugini. The following article on divorce was written by Miss Rus sell for the St. Louis Post-Dispatch: "Divorce ends more useless suffer ing, breaks more irksome bondage than any other Institution in exist ence. Take away divorce, and there will be more unholy alliances lived out by weary, heartsick men and women than can be chronicled. I am not putting myself up as an authority, for I know that anything I may say will possibly bring forth gibes and sneers from many who frown upon di vorce. 1 am not making this a per the only sufferer. Good-by, Mr. May, and godspeed!” She the only sufferer? What could she mean? For a moment a wild hope crossed his mind, to bo extinguished the next as ho glanced into the calm face nnd the eyes whence all trace of tears had fled, but at the hall door a moment later he paused. Ho would return to disabuse her mind of this idle foil/ as to his en gagement. So, again crossing the hall nnd mounting the stairs, he stood upon the threshold of the room he had left so short a time before. But, O, how changed! Down upon her face lay the figure of the girl who had haunted him all these years, whi’.o sob after sob racked her frame. His revenge was In Ills hand at last. The moment had come to mock her as she had mocked him; but surely the light growing in his eyes hud no mock ing ray, ns he clasped the sobbing girl close to his heart. “Is this true, my darling?” ho said. "And has our game been cross-pur poses all this weary time? O, Nellie, my pride would have kept me silent had you not shown me your secret. I had meant, darling, to teach you, If I could, to love me, hut I forgot I had learned the lesson long ago—a lesson whose sweet teachings will guard all my future life." Thus, with lip pressed to lip, ami heart to heart, her sobs now sobs of happiness, Thornton May wreaked his revenge.—Spare Moments. That as these? No"—decidedly—"I shall carry out my premise to the letter: and, sooner than any blame should fall upon me, I shall certainly escort you all the way to Royston. I„et me see, though. I suppose It Is Parker who has made the mistake. What did Lady Howard say In her letter? Are you sure the train she told you to come by was the ten minutes past nine one, and not the nine train?" "Oh, yes, I am quite sure! Rut here jt she broke off somewhat ab ruptly, however, as she glanced down at the paper in her hand, and found that it was only the program of the theater which she had b^on keeping so securely. "How tiresome! I must have dropped Aunt Lydia’s note!" (To be continued.) 1 " 1 1 '■ "Tour wife, Thornton? Why, It eeems only yesterday you were carry ing my books to school. What do boys know' 6f love?” And Nellie Rivera glanced innocently up Into the face of him she addressed —as Innocently as though she had not known for many a month the question Just put to her had been trembling on Ills eager lips. A hot flush dyed Thornton May's cheeks at her words. A flash of anger leaped Into the dark eyes, a moment before so tenderly passionate. “Flirt! Heartless!" burst In a mut tered whisper from the young man's white lips. Then he -ose with a dig nity which seemed suddenly to have sprung Into life. Without even ex tending his hand, with simply a low bow of courtesy, lie left her, she sitting motionless, the echo of the dosing of the outside door ringing In her cars strangely like a knell. *•••••• "They say Thornton May Is engaged. What wonderful strides ho has mado In hls art!" "Wonderful, Indeed. But who Is the fortunate winner of such a prize?” "A Spanish girl whom he met abroad. Hls last picture, about which every one Is raving, Is said to be her counter part.” Such was the Idle conversation at an evening party which fell upon Nellie Rivers' listening ear. And this was the meaning of his In Mysterious —BY... ETHEL A. SOUTHAM Major... CHAPTER XD.—(Continued.) But Evelyn did not utter a syllable as she tore open the envelope and read the following hurrledly-pennod words, wrhich she Instantly passed to her com panion— Dear Evelyn—I have scarcely a moment to write to you, having only Just received a telegram from Royston School asking mo to go Immediately, -as Wilfred, poor lad, had a serious fall this afternoon, and is lying in a most critical condition. I am therefore starting off to him at once, and am hoping to catch the 8;30 express, if not, there Is a fairly train at 9:10. Anyhow, you will receive this he hotel alone; so there Is nothing for you to do but follow Im mediately. If I am in time for the ex press, I shall leave Parker at the sta tion to wait for you. Your affection ate aunt, LYDIA HOWARD. CHAPTER XIII. After all, It seemed that her aunt was right when she so emphatically declared that they would have been utterly at sea without the kindly help of Mr. Falkland; and she began to think that for the future she would not be go ready to venture her opinion when two such unreadable characters as Major Brown and Gilbert Falkland were on tapis. Alas, could It be possi ble that she had been bo hopelessly mistaken In the former? To her It was Incredible. There was the usual bustle and ex i cltement consequent upon the depart ure of a train reigning at the small terminus of Saltcllffe as Evelyn and Falklund stepped out of the cab and made their way quickly through the throng of hurrying porters and trucks of baggage. Falklund made a rush for the ticket office, and then hastened for ward to find Evelyn, who had gone on to the platform, looking anxiously around for signs of her aunt and maid. "Dear me, child"—It was Mrs. Courtenay who wan the first «o speak— ‘how very dreadful! Poor Lady How ard—what a state she must be in!" "Vea, indeed; but whnt am I to do?" oslicd Evelyn, who was only just be ginning to grasp the situation and to realize that there was not a moment to lose. If i am to leave on the 9:10 train, I ought to start at once—it must be almost that time now"—with a despairing glance round. "Nearly 9:1 u? Oh, it cannot be so late already! But surely, somebody can tell us! Ah, yes! Is that you, Mr, Falkland? How fortunate!" broke off Mrs, Courtenay, with a sigh of re lief, for Falkland was passing back to his seat after tho interval. "You will be able to give ua the right time.” "Tho right time? Certainly!" Falk lan*««.t »uit«ton<• -Hods har a IttUa ga aha ram# n* bared wtih what diadatn aha had traatad him daring tha paat faw fait, BEHELD FALKLAND3 GAUNT FORM COMING TOWARD HER. "Aunt hydla must nave left by tne express—she is not to be seen any where," she said in some agitation; ' out Farher- both Father ami Bumbo —they must be here.” "Yes—of course they must; have you not seen them yet? But you get In here, Miss Evelyn, and make sure of a carriage to yourself, and I will go and find Parker at once and bring her to you." "But If she Is not here—If she has mistaken the train?” The girl's tone was thoroughly hopeless. "Take your seats! Take your seats!” came the voice of the guard. "Are you going, miss? Then take your seat," he said to Evelyn. What was she to do? Bhe was in despair as she mounted up quickly to the first-class compartment, and then paused with her hand upon the open door, gazing anxiously down the plat form. The next instant, however, she beheld Falkland's gaunt form coming rapidly toward her. "Where Is Parker? Have you found her?” gasped Evelyn, as, to her hor ror, she perceived that he was quite alone. "It is all right, Miss I,uttrell—there Is no need for alarm;" and to Evelyn's astonishment. Falkland himself jumped Into the carriage, pulling the door to with a vigorous slant, as the train Im mediately steamed out of the station. "There—we are off at last'" He sank back Into the seat opposite her with a sigh of relief. "Yrs but I do not understand Where Is Parker? What is she do ing?” * What Is ahe doing* You may well ash that!" laughed Falkland. "Old you aver know a maid yat who man aged to catch the train ahe waa ei l*e« ted to? The fact le. ahe made noma mistake about the luggage; It waa |>ul into a wrong train -one which left ten minutes earlier At any rate, there waa no time to get It out again when the mistake waa discovered, so that Parker has gone on with tt to the nest station, whets ahe waa to see it taken out. and then w ill for you." ‘ Mow vary Ursauns! I nsvar heard of such n thing ta my Ilia!" aadwlmed Rvtlya. with a»m« annoyware • Fancy If notsxlji had told you, I might have ba*n waiting at Haitrllffe atilt! t should mat have known what to do, and. aa It la ' again h»r foaactene* gave her one of two undoubted yrUkt what a fearful trouble I am Hut really there was no a«d b*t you to have rorae I Would have manage I by myself “ Nonsense Miss l.oitrell' 1*14 you not hear me yr>>miae to delis*' you anfwly Into Parker s hands? And sure If foe do n*M wyyiM t should he a remiss aa to tanas you in amb (trails CYANIDE’S ATTRACTION. Those Who lliiinlle the Drug Drawn Al most Irresistibly to Nwnllow It. “Just now we are engaged In the making of tons of cyanide of potas sium,’’ suld a member of a firm of man ufacturing chemists, "and of all pois ons, this, to my mind, is the most dan gerous, because of a singular quality It possesses. It Is In appeuranco so very attractive to those who handle It that they are often seized with an almost overwhelming desire to eat It. To one man it probably suggests sugar, if ho linve a fondness for gaccharlnc sub stances, and to another snow newly fallen; but to both It is so alluring that they may only overcome the tempta tion to put It in their mouths by great force of will power. The very men who make It and who are most familiar with its deadly properties are pursued by an unreasonable desire to eat t!^ poison, and ns long as they remain i4 Its vicinity this extraordinary craving endures. They know that to give way to the craving means death almost In stant and horrible, and as a conse quence are usually able to re.slst the strange temptation, but during the last ten years we have been engaged in the manufacture of the drug four of our most intelligent and steady workmen have committed suicide in this way.” "Ever feel like eating It yourself?” asked the reporter. ‘Yes,” the manu facturer replied. “Many times when In contact with the cyanide fumes,and have had to leave work precipitately In consequence. So well is this curious fact known In all works where cyanide of potassium Is made that there are always two men at work together, and a Jar of ammonia, which Is the anti dote to the poison, Is kept at hand. Po tassium Is one of the most interesting substances known to chemical work ers. The metal Itself is scarcely used at all in the arts, but its many salts are of immense practical value, being used largely in the production of gun powder, fertilizers, medicines and dye ing compounds. Cyanide is a com pound of cyanogen with a metallic agent. Cyanogen is a colorless, pois onous liquefiable gas which has the odor of almonds and burns with a pur ple flame. Cyanide of potassium is made by burning potassium, an alkali metal, in cyanogen gas, and is really a prussiate of potash. It is produced also in blast furnaces in which ore is smelt ed, with coke or coal, and is perma nent when kept dry, but decomposes readily in moist air. It crystallizes In dry, octagonal blocks, and Is extremely soluable In water. It has the odor of prussic acid and kindred bitterness of taste. Cyanide of potassium is also used in electro-metallurgy and photog raphy to a considerable extent. It will remove metallic oxides, the Juices of fruits and indelible ink.” How It Worked. Mrs. Newlywed (reading)—Love Is a balloon that lifts us up to heaven; marriage is the parachute that brlirgs us slowly back to earth again. Mr. Newlywed (also reading) — Another parachute horror! Man falls 3,000 feet and is dashed to pieces! Same old story! Parachute falls to work. HOME-MADE PHILOSOPHY. The man hoo soze tyranny must reap regret. The surksessful author Iz a person hoo kin crystallze his dreeinze In pay-. Ing kwantlteeze. Preparin this world for ojr brothers I to live tn eomfortabully is the best preparashun we kin make for heavin. “To the victor »*longs the •polite." ; Even the burglar kin see no rung In sich docktrin, aur and a (. only the hrtllyenl tint. lie look, out and s.eae only the many Util, dawn A cunning ateteeman haa no other vlrtyuw hut tiUkary no other genet but d.eegehnn, no other motive but gain, nmt no other hope but polhlkal inl> MO Tee re never yet nooml up a ital or worked n tienm engine MAY I NOT HAVE THIS WALTZ. difference, when she would have made atonement for the past—for the folly of a girl, who did not know herself, and who had learned the lesson only through four years of bitter suffering, of which this was the end. "Dreaming, Miss Nellie, and alone? What does this mean?" It was his voice which broke upon her reverie, his eyes resting on her. from whom, at any cost, she must hide the truth. “I am growing old," she answered, lightly. “Like yourself I have put away childish thing, though, unlike you, I have not assumed fresh re sponslblltles, upon which, by the way. I believe you are to be congratulated, although you hardly deserve It for keeping such a secret from your friends.” "You speak In enigmas. Of what do you speak?” “If so, it is a Spanish enigma, and painted In lovely characters, however cabalistic they may be.” "O," a sudden light breaking In upon him, "you speak of my picture. And does rumor give her to me as my bride? I am indeed, then, open ;o your cougratulatlous. ltut come, as 1 am not yet a Benedict, may I nat have this waltz?" EARNINGS OF PLAYWRIGHTS. More Than One Ilrama Has Coined Its Author Over til00.000. Dramatists of established reputation write plays only upon order. Their ordinary pre-payments are five hun dred dollars upon the delivery of a scenario, and five hundred dollars more upon the completion of a play. "If the finished work does not realize expec tations,” writes Franklin Fyles, 0f "The Theater and Its People,” in the November Ladies' Home Journal, "or If the manager for any other reason does not desire to put It on the stage, the money paid is forfeited after a cer tain lapse of time, and the ownership reverts to the author. But if the man ager decides to produce the piece the author receives a percentage of the gross receipts, usually five per cent, payable weekly, after the amount pre viously advanced has been deducted. Ordinarily it increases with the amount of money taken in. More than one native drama has earned one hun dred thousand dollars for Its author. A dozen have yielded fifty thousand dollars each; three times as many, twenty-five thousand dollars, and a goodly number, ten thousand dollars.” "Anil this Is my revenge?” thought Thornton May, ns a few hours later he sat alone In his bachelor apart* clients moodily surveying the dying •tubers In th« grate. *T. who fancied her voice could no longer thrill or her beauty move me. have but riveted the halna I thought stru k off from me *orever. Tonight how Indifferently «he congratulated me upon my sup posed engagement! Had things been afferent how charmingly my pretty model might have helped out my plan! I will put the ocean between us ere. In ny weakness. I ones more give her the •Ight to mock me.” • • till •tii.lng away, Mr May* llavs you Ired so suon of your old friends that rou must desort them? Hut I forget - | tome uge Is waiting fur you.” •‘Yea," he answered, ”1 must once wore say good-by, but this time, Mias Nettle, I hope you will ad I gudspesd | 1 have mu fiHgottvn our cast parting, hough I hope my I dly he* long •need to he f * in.’nt bored Y«u were Uhl It so i t > s pe- sumption and t must thank you fur nr lessors” This was almost mors than ska on 4 bear for th« moment tears thlitmsrsd tn lbs dark eyes, a sib ruse n her throat, but eho answered btavs y “It was i who should rather ash your '**'••* for the Ml* vsatty »f a girl «b*> knew not the meaning of her own 1 eurhe, hut who throuah them has bostt Illnls for W■■ invn Itwlon. A well-known physician In New York city, who during a small lifetime of work ha* accumulated a fortune, attributes her success to • sick-room manners." Her advice to young doc tors Is to malutaln a cheerful and sunny disposition, a hearty manner, and bright. Interesting conversation when In the sick room. Also, that be fore she leaves she must not fall to return lo the subject of the patient's Illness. People who are half aick— and there are more of them than of any other hind are morbidly aenslllve about the condition of ihelr ailment, and the popularity of the physician de pends areally on her manner. Another successful physician claims that an important phase of the dorior's slch Motn conduct Is never la b» In a hur ry No ma'ler how great the provo cation might ha In hurry, ahe must tie ter appear lo do so. The ttaleal appearance of aegis. t or I* inference will rsfb the patteni'a temper, and the physician la likely to lone, IsMH* Is I ••»«#« Hm*. New York World Trinp-tady In hungry, an' 1st look in Nr n rhame lo suit -— Ul) Very well, there s the woodpile Trump l.ady, ll ain't perlite to interrupt I was Nat any In I'm luukln Nr a shanee to •<>ik somebody Nr me brenhfnst sonul question. I am speaking in the abstract. If women find that their hus bands have vices which they cannot tolerate, or brutish tendencies that aro obnoxious to refined womanhood, do you think they ought to be forced to drag out a loveless existence by the side of these men? Where two peo ple have not one thought In common, do you .think that life together holds for them any happiness? I tell you no. and that marriage of that kind is unholy and should be dissolved. But, you ask, do I not think these things ought to be considered before the leap is made into matrimony? Most cer tainly I do, as far as possible. But there Is no judging a man or woman before your marriage. It takes the little frets and jars of dally life to bring out different phases of charac ter. Before marriage the curl papers are taken down carefully and the hair arranged in a soft, crinkly coiffure. After marriage the curl papers are as often as not left up, and the greater details of life are neglected in the same ratio. It take* some people longer than others to find out whether or not they have made a mistake, but when they do make the discovery I think they ought to rectify It at once. I do not mean that they should cry quits at the first quarrel, but after time to gather a full realization of the hopelessness of trying to get along together. People come to me and ask me how I have preserved my good looks. (One would think me as old as Methuselah to hear some of them.) I will tell you the secret; It was no hygienic feat performed by beauty ex perts. I got a divorce; that’s what kept me free from worry, wrinkles and—look, you don’t see a single crow’s foot! Well, just think of those I would have had If I had not been divorced. The woman who continues to live with a man simply for the looks of the thing, and to be support ed by him, Is a coward. If she allows herself to be subjected to ill treatment or humiliation or hardships through the fault of a man, she is not deserv ing of sympathy, and lowers the standard of womanhood. It is no easy matter to brave public opinion, but life is a fight of one kind or another. And divorce is far better than wrin kles and crow’s feet." SEA AND MOUNTAINS. A woman who had lived some few years In a mountainous district of France recently was heard to say that she had fallen under the Influence of the mountains, and could not be long absent without feeling that curious yearning for them which is commonly attributed to natives of Switzerland and the Tyrol, and that no one could understand this who had not experi enced It. The friend whom she ad dressed replied that she could perfect ly understand, having herself a sim ilar feeling for the sea. "Oh, but that Is not the same thing," said the mountaineer decisively. "In deed, I think It is very much the same,” said the sea-lover, "and is it not very natural that we islanders should have it?” "Not at all: there Is nothing In the sea to inspire it.” was the uncompromising answer. It is very extraordinary that persous who are sufficiently imaginative to feel influ ences of this description can yet he so narrow-minded concerning the varying impressions of others. In point of fiirt, urn and mountain* are about equal In the grandeur and suggestlveness which constitute their fascination. The lofty peaks anil eternal snows lift our thoughts Into regions of high endeavor, hut the mm sways us equally by the sense of in finite spare and continual variety. Moreover, these are not the only thlugs In nature capable of producing that ruriuua homesick longing Kngllah people sailed In dusty and arid places say that It Is to the green fields that their hearts constantly turn. Wil to the deep shady lane* with wild rose* clustering In the hedges and the sound of running streams in the sum mer Woods; the thought of these things is n refreshment In the desert, but It comes with a longing which ta pain Idtterent mind* are subject to these different Influences *ow« more or less to them all and It la Idle to deny any ut the links which hind hu manity hr nature HkSI Me WeuM won m> ItHw tleorge What will your father set He on the man who mart tea you*" di ll Alt the real of the family, yivb nhly,"'- Harlem UN. Conduct ta one fourth of UN. mla conduct I* Urn other three fourth#