15he Sccmrge j A Story of I
^ jcWthe East..
of £v©urx\«xsc\is By
SYLVANUS
COBB, JR.
Copyrighted |89| by Robert Bonuer's Sons.
INTRODUCTION.
Horam, King of Damascus, then at
Its glory as the zenith city of the
east, bemoaned the coming of old age
without prospective heir to the throne.
In his younger days he had loved
Helen, his queen, but fearing that she
was disloyal to him had her cast Into
the black, swift flowing Phorpar. At
the time the story opens Ulin, the
daughter of Aboul Cassem, the king's
prime minister, three times dreams
that she has become the wife of the
king and that a son being born to
them is heir to the throne. Cassem
tells the story to the king. The latter
having long admired the many charms
of Ulin, seeks an interview with her
and on the sixth day following they
are to be married. He thereupon
abolishes his harem. Within the week
Albia, the pretty slave maid-in-w'ait
ing to Ulin, tells the story of the tragic
fate of Helen. The story makes a deep
impression and preys upon the mind of
the bride-to-be. But her father urges
her on and she now deems it a sacred
duty to become the queen. On the
morning set for the wedding Ulin's
mother dies. According to the laws of
Damascus she must go into mourning
retirement for thirty days. Horam
agrees with her father that she shall
pass the period of mourning in a se
cluded palace in the beautiful Valley of
Lycanius. This valley is the sole pos
session of the king and can only be
reached by one passage through a
mighty mountain, capable of admitting
but one person at a time. Thither
Ulin goes with Albia, where they are
placed under the protection of the
attendants by the king and Ulin's
father. Six days after their entering
Horam returns unexpectedly. Ulin
acting on the suggestion of Albia,
treats him kindly.
CHAPTER I.
Julian the Scouge.
She asked if her father had coma.
“No, my sweet lady,” returned Ho
ram. “He was busy. It may appear I
unseemly for me to come hither alone; |
but my great love and my deep so ici
tude for your welfare, must be my ex- j
cuse. I hope you have found it pleas- j
ant here.”
The maiden said she could not have
asked for a more pleasant place of
abode.
The king was charmed by her smil
ing speech—so different from what she
had ever before given him—and he
fondly believed that she was delighted
with his presence.
Ulin, fearing that the least sign of
coldness or reserve might excite the
jealousy of the grey-headed-monarch,
and bring down upon her some terrible
evil, exerted all her powers of pleas
antness, and wore the smile upon her
face while a pang was in her bosom.
But Horam’s visit was destined to
be cut short. While he was, for the
sixth time making excuses for his
visit the door of the apartment was
unceremoniously opened and a black
entered—not one of those wrho had
been on guard in the valley but a
stranger to Ulin, covered with sweat
and dust, as though he had been riding
hard and fast.
“Ha!” cried the king, starting to his
feet. “How now, Sadak? What is the
meaning of this?”
“Pardon, sire. I knew not that you
were thus engaged. They only told
me that you were here and I stopped
to inquire no further.”
“Not that—not that Sadak. Why
have you come from Damascus in such
hot haste?"
“I came bo inform you sire that Ju
lian the Scourge of Damascus is ap
proaching our city!”
“Death and devastation!” cried Ho
ram starting back with alarm. “How
know you this?”
“We heard from him by way of a
merchant who was in a caravan that
he had robbed."
“What caravan?”
“The caravan from Tadmoor, with
the riches which were on their way
from Bassora.”
“Those riches were mine,” said Ho
ram.
■ Aye, Bire; ana juuan iook mem—
took all that belonged to you, but
spared the poorer merchants. But
that is not the worst. He sends word
that he will lay Damascus in ashes.
Aboul Cassem bade me hasten hither
and give you warning.”
The king was fairly beside himself
with fear and rage. The name of Ju
lian was a terror to him, and at the
sound thereof he trembled exceedingly.
And he seemed to fear more than the
mere physical prowess of the Scourge.
There was a mystic quality In his fear
—a nameless dread of the avenger.
“Where is the demon now?” he ask
ed, after he had gazed awhile in si’enee
upon the messenger.
“He is not far from the city, sire.
Somewhere to the eastward, we think.
Your journey back, if you make haste,
will be safe.”
“I will return,” cried the monarch,
smiting his fists together; “and I will
bring out an army and sweep this ter
rible Scourge from off the face of the l
earth!"
He bade Sadak go and make ready
for the start, and then he turned to
ITlin.
“You will be safe here, sweet one;
and it will not be long before our hap
piness shall be complete.”
His words of parting were few, for
he was much excited, -and his voice
trembled as he spoke. He turned back
once after he had reached the <!oor,
ob though he would say something,
but finally went away without giving
tht intended speech. From a window
I 1 in watched the royal cavalcade until
it had disappeared within the narrow
pass, and when the last man had gone
from her eight she turned to her com
panion.
“Albia, what is it about this terrible
robber—this Scourge of Damascus? I
have heard something about him. I
heard my father once speak of him;
but my little knowledge of the world
did not lead me to be inquisitive. Do
you know anything about him?"
“I have heard a great deal of him,
my lady. He has been a terror to Da
mascus for a great many years.
“How many years, Albia? 1 wa3
thinking that my father said he had
not been long known in this section.”
“I may be mistaken,” said Albia,
trying to recollect herself. “I know
that lie is a terrible Scourge, and that
men fear him; but I do not know how
many years he has been so. It may
not be so many as 1 thought.”
‘‘But who is he? Where did he come
from ?"
“Ah, there is a -mystery, my dear
mistress. Nobody knows where he j
came from; but it is said that he is ,
one whose family lies suffered some I
great calamity at the hands of Horam.
He is alone in the world, so far as rela
tives are concerned, and Horam hath
done it; and so he comes to seek ven
geance. He has a large body of bold
men under him. and twice has he met
and overcome the forces which the
king had sent out to capture him. He
does not rob as common robbers do.
He never troubles the poor, or those
of the middle class; but the rulers and
princes of Damascus he causes to suf
fer.”
“Did you ever see him, Albia?"
“Mercy! no. I would not see him for |
the world. He must be terrible to !
look upon. I have heard one of your j
father's officers say that he could
strike a blow with his fist to fell an ox.
and that before the lightning of his
eye brave men shrank in terror. O,
I should be afraid to see him.’’
“It seems to me that 1 should like
to see such a man," said Ulin, in a
musing tone. “I have never seen such
men. The man whose arm can strike
down an ox, and whose eye flashes
forth such power, could not harm a
helpless maiden."
“Upon my life, you have a curious
taste,” Albia returned.
“Because.” added Ulin, with a smile,
“I never had my taste cultivated.
Still, in all seriousness, it does seem
to me that I should love to lean upon
a strong, bold man. If I were to love
a man with my whole heart, I should
like him to be so strong and so power
ful and so brave, that his very pres
ence would be protection to me. Is
that very strange?”
“It is so strange,” replied the slave,
significantly, “that I fancy the king
would feel new cause for jealousy if he
should hear you say so.”
“When I am the king’s wife I shall
be true to him, and I shall honor and
respect him. I will love him if I can.
But, Albia, there Is no need of saying
more. We will have our dinner, and
then we will walk out into the gar
den.”
Suddenly a messenger appears ask
ing for assistance from the guard.
With 50 stalwart guards he hurries to
ward the gates.
“What can it be?” cried the prin
cess, in alarm.
But Albia could not imagine. She
could only beg of her mistress to take
courage, and hope for no evil.
Ere long, however, another messen
ger came to the palace, who made his
way to the room where the princess
was sitting. He trembled with ex
citement.
“How now, Aswad?" demanded Ulin.
"What is the meaning of all this dis
turbance?”
“Alas, my lady, an enemy is at our
gates. The terrible Scourge of Damas
cus demands entrance into the valley.”
“What does he seek?"
“I dare not tell you?”
“What seeks he?” cried the princess,
authoritatively. “If there is danger,
I would know what it is."
“There may not be danger for you,
lady. We may beat the robber off.
We will do so if we can.’’
“But the king told me that a hand
ful of determined men could hold that
pass against a thousand."
“But these are not ordinary men.
This Julian Is a very demon, and I
verily believe that he hath more than
human power. Still we will do the
best that we can.”
“You have not told me what he
seeks. Answer me that question—an
swer it without further hesitation.”
“He seeks the maiden whom the
king is to take for a wife.”
“Seeks me?” uttered the princess,
with a start.
“Yes, my lady. Such is his avowal."
“In mercy’s name, good Aswad, pro
tect me. Let not that dreadful robber
gain access to the valley.”
"Hurry, hurry!” cried Albia. "Away
to your companions, and bid them
strain every nerve. If they suffer the
Acoui&e ui DeniUacua tu gain p^^su^c
hither they know what the wrath of
the king must be.”
“Powers of heaven!” cried Ulin with
clasped hands and quivering frame
"the demon must not find us.’
“You are not so anxious to see him
as you were” remarked Albia. “I
thought your whim was a strange
one.”
“Speak not of that” said Ulin quick
ly and severely. “I meant not that I
would have him come to aeek me. O
Albia, what can he want?”
“Indeed, my mistress, I dare not
think. But let us look In another direc
tion. If he does not find us. we care
uot why he conies. Ha! See! Here
conies Aswad again. He looks fright
ened.”
Aswad entered the chamber with
trembling step and soomed afraid to
speak; but the demand of the princess
opened his lips.
•‘Lady, 1 fear that the robber will
prevail against us. He is accompanied
by fierce, furious men, who fight like
lions,and his own sword is irresistible.
His body is covered with scales of fin
est steel and the blows of our men fall
harmless upon him.”
‘‘But the dreadful man has not yet
broken through?" said Ulin eagerly.
“No, lady. Our brave men fight as
well as they can.”
‘‘Has the robber entered the pass?"
‘‘Not far.”
‘‘Then you may "hold him at bay yet.
O, Aswad, if you would be blessed for
evermore let not the Scourge gain tha
valley! ’
“We will do our best, lady; but you
must be prepared for the worst. If we
are finally overcome you must bide
yourself.”
“Where? V.’here can we hide?”ask
ed Albia.
"In the palace or somewhere in <be
gardens; or upon the mountains ”
“There is no hiding place which a
keen eye would not detect. I have
looked in every direction. So, Aswad,
save us by your stout arms.”
‘‘I fear the demons will prevail,"
said Ulin, in a ton3 of breathless sus
pense.
"I dare not hope otherwise,” return
ed Albia.
“If they do come, we must find
some place in which to hide.”
“Alas, my dear mistress, there is no
such place. If w'e go up among the
rocks, we not only run the risk of be
ing easily found, but we run the
greater risk of starving.”
"I would rather starve than fall into
the dread Julian's hands,” said Ulin.
“It would be a terrible death to
starve upon those bleak rocks!" re
turned Albia, with a shudder. “But I
will share your fate, my mistress, let
it be what it may.”
‘‘And would not death by starvation
be preferable to the fate which must
meet us if that monster captures us?
O, Albia, I cannot think of it.”
Before the slave could reply they
saw Aswad again coming toward them;
but he did not enter the palace. He
struck off into a path that led to the
westward, and fled with all his might.
Directly afterwards a score of the
guards came rushing from the pass
and when they had gained thy open
space, they threw down their swor.ls
and sank upon their knees.
"What means that?” cried Ulin.
“Are they killed?”
"No,” answered Albia. “They are
overcome, and have surrendered. See!
there come the victors!”
"Let us flee!” exclaimed the prin
cess, starting to her feet. "O, we must
find some place of refuge!”
Albia was more thoughtful. She
saw very plainly that flight would be
useless.
"My dear mistress,” she said, taking
Ulin’s hand. "We must hope for the
best. If we leave the palace, we shall
be overtaken at once; for the way ti
the mountains lies only through the
park of fountains. If we flee to the
garden in the rear, we shall be surely
found, and It may be worse for us In
the end. If this dreadful Julian has
the least spark of humanity in his
bosom, he will respect you more In
your own chamber than he would if he
found you hiding in the garden.”
"Spirits of mercy defend us!” ejacu
lated the princess, clasping her hands
upon her bosom, and sinking back in
her seat. “O, Albia, Albia, the pres
ence of the king would now be a hies
sing!”
The faithful slave crept close to her
mistress, and tried to speak words of
comfort; but her own fears were too
deep and intense to permit comfort
ing power to her words. She could
not be calm in view of the coming of
that dreadful man, at the sound of
whose name even the monarchs trem
bled.
(To be continued.)
Drest In the Senate.
It is not always safe to judge a man
by his clothes, but dress goes a long
way in certain localities. If any one
doubts our democracy let him spend a
day in the gallery of the United States
Senate, the least dignified “Upper
House” of legislation in the world.
"Befo’ de wah” all members were
clean shaven, wore black frocks and
high stocks, beavers, peg-top trousers,
and a solemn air of public Importance
privately expressed. They believed in
their hearts that they were statesmen,
and the world acknowledged them as
such. Dignity was their chief quality,
pride their most cherished possession.
The old-timer?, like Morgan, Teller.
Cockrell, Berry, Proctor and Daniel,
still wear their before-the-war clothos,
dignity and pride, but the post-bel
lum regiment of politicians is uni
formed in the sack suit or the cuta
way!.—New York Press.
The West Point of Mexico.
In Mexico experience has conclusive
ly shown that officers and even sol
diers cannot be improvised, and tha
very first care of General Diaz has
been to establish a good school for in
stiucting scientific officers. The mil:
tary school of Chapultepec in its ac
tual condition is the fruit of his efforts.
Many foreign officers of different na«
tionalitles have visited that establish
ment and believe that it ranks among
the first in the comprehensiveness and
perfection of military instruction there
imparted and in the severe but just
discipline to which the cadets are sub
jected.—National Geographic Maga
zine.
Not all are asleep who have their
eyes shut.
CASE OF BABCOCK.
TRUSTED BY ONE PARTY WHILE
SERVING ANOTHER.
Author of a f’lnii TrovUlom A r#
In C'ontl ct with Mini ness .IuiIrinent,
Itomi unite Sanity mi l the I'rlnriploa of
the Itrpulilie.iu flat form.
Mr. Babcock of Wisconsin enjoys
the unique distinction of being a con
spicuous member of one political party
while at the same time actively en
gaged ia promoting the prospects and
furthering the fortunes of another po
litical party. This gentleman is the rep
resentative in Congress of a district
composed largely of Republican vot
ers, he is a member of the House Com
mittee on Ways and Meaus and he is
also the chairman of the National Re
publican Congressional Committee.
While occupying this relation to his
constituents and to the Republican
party as a whole Mr. Babcock has suc
ceeded in gaining the fervent regard
of the enemies of his party. As a
matter of fact he disputes with the
New England Free-Trade League the
priority of invention in connection
with the formation of a plan whose
success involves the overthrow of the
Republican party. It often happens
that one man is able to obtain a patent
on another man's invention. Be that
as it may, Mr. Babcock seems to have
the best of the situation, for even
though the New England Free-Trade
j-.vague may nave originated tne idea, |
the Wisconsin Congressman was clear- |
ly the first to get a patent on it.
We refer to the bill which Mr. Bab
cock. a Republican congressman, a Re
publican member of the ways and
means committee, and the chairman
of the National Republican Congres
sional eommittee, has introduced and
proposes to urge for passage propos
ing to repeal all protective duties on
foreign made articles eutering Into
competition with trust made articles
in the United States. With loud ac
claim the Democrats and Free-Traders
have hailed Mr. Babcock as a states
man after their own hearts. Why
should they not? Has he not earned
their gratitude and their admiration?
What more could he do to entitle him
self to honorary membership In the
Cobden club? He stands sponsor for
a legislative measure which embodies
ti e Cobdenite contention that "Pro
tection is robbery" and that "the tariff
is tire mother of trusts." He has adopt
ed this view' as his own, and with all
the zeal of a new convert he avows his
intention to press for the repeal of
all duties that afford protection to ar
ticles produced by domestic trusts.
Considering that such a revision of the
tariff would take away protection from
nearly every industry in the country,
and that while it would not smash a
single trust it would wreck thousands
of independent industrial establish
ments not identified with any trust,
Congressman Babcock is clearly en
titled to all the free-trade adulation
that Is now being poured out upon
him.
Mr. Babcock has leaped into fame at
one bound. So did Benedict Arnold,
among others. There is fame and
fame. But what about Mr. Babcock’s
relations with the Republican party?
He is the representative elect of his
district in the Fifty-seventh congress
and cannot be unseated prior to March
4, 1903. He can, however, be omitted
from the house committee on ways and
means when the eommittee assign
ments are made next December, and
he can fail of re-election as chairman
of the National Republican Congres
sional committee. As the responsible
author of a bill whose provisions are
in direct conflict with the platform of
tne Republican party, as an avowed
enemy to the policy of protection to
American labor and industry, is he en
titled to remain, ought he to be per
mitted to remain a pseudo-Republican
member of the house ways and means
committee? Should he be again hon
ored and trusted with chairmauship
of the National Republican Congres
sional committee? The obvious an
swer is No. To retain Mr. Babcock in
either position would be to bestow a
reward upon treachery and disloyalty.
Babcock must go!
STOP AND THINK.
HlUil Adherence to • Program Fraught
with ItIUohlef and DUa*t«*r.
Like some other Republican news
papers which are carried off their feet
by the proposition that the tariff
should he removed from all articles
which can be produced so cheaply as
to enable American manufacturers to
successfully compete for the control of
foreign markets, the St, Paul "Pion
eer-Press" gives unqualified support to
the Babcock programme of so revising
the Dlngley tariff law as to abolish
protective duties on foreign products
competing with the products of the
Iren and steel trust. Out-IIeroding
Herod, the "Pioneer-Press" is pirpared
to go much farther than the Babcock
bill in the direction of tariff reform,
for it urges that
"Every consideration of party policy
demands that the Republican party
shall promptly deprive its enemies of
a weapon which may easily become
powerful and effective in their hands—
that it shall completely dissociate the
piotectivo tariff from the trusts by the
speedy abolishment of all duties on
trust-made articles."
if this wholesale scheme of tariff
revision were to he carried out the re
sult would be to practically place the
countiy on a free-trade basis, for there
are very few industries which are not
to some extent in the hands of trusts.
Therefore, to repeal protective duties
on all foreign articles competing with
American trust-made articles would
virtually Involve the repeal of all pro
teetivc duties. What, then, becomes of
the concerns operating outside and in
dependent of the trusts? There are
some thousands of such concerns
which are engaged in supplying the
home demand and do little or nothing
in the way of export business. For
example, the woolen trust. Only a
small proportion of the manufacturers
of woolen textiles are incorporated in
to the American Woolen Company.
Shall all the-e mills be deprived of
protective duties merely for the sake
of punishing a combination with which
they are in no way connected? Shall
the iron and steel producers outside of
the big trust be forced to close down
their mills and discharge their work
men in order that free-traders and
tariff tinkers may make the gallery
play of taking away from the bllllon
dollar trust the protection which it
frankly states It does not need and
does not. want? That sort of claptrap
would not disturb the bllllon-dollar
trust a particle. As a matter of fact
it would play into the hands of the
big trust by driving a large number
of non-trust concerns out? of business.
But how about the non-trust concerns
in all the different lines of industrial
production—concerns which employ a
greater number of wage-earners than
do the trusts? Republican newspapers
of the “Pioneer-Press” stripe should
think of these things before plunging
heels-over-head into the anti-trust
tariff reform puddle.
Fever Did and Never Will*
Remove the customs duties from
Iron and steel products and the battle
field of trade Is at once broadened to
include this country. It may be—it
probably is true—that the billion-dol
lar steel corporation would still be
able to manufacture and sell its pro
ducts at a reduced price, but it would
be forced to turn on the smaller cor
porations. Transfer the scene of price
cutting to this country and the hun
dreds of iron and steel manufacturers
who are now doing a profitable busi
ness would be forced to the wall, as
they are not in a position to meet the
cut. They might try to reduce wages,
but workmen would object to that
course. Strikes and lockouts would
follow, capital would become timid
again, the distrust would displace con
fidence in all financial and business
circles.
By all means, bring out your ‘'tariff
reform” theory for another airing.
Columns may be written In its sup
port—books may be written to prove
its soundness. But it never did woik
satisfactorily in tills country and
never will —Milwaukee ‘'Sentinel.’*
An Inspiration.
It's not a campaign year, but never
theless, take off your hat and give a
long, loud "Hurrah for McKinley and
his policy at home and abroad” and
watch the eyes glisten and the cheeks
flush. The wonderful success of the
greatest living Republican and the
magnificent manner in which he is
conducting the affairs of the nation,
is an inspiration and a source of con
tinual gratification to the entire coun
try.—Clinton (Mo.) “Republican.*
Otherwlie Employed.
It Is early yet for the Democracy
to begin “paramounting” an issue.
Just now that party has about all it
can do to keep the more enlightened
and progressive element thereof from
j breaking Into the Republican party.—
Moweaqua (111.) “Republican.”
FAITHFUL. WATCHFUL. ALERT
REVENUE iS SWEET.
What ff»pp«nail 'flim I’atleno<( Hail
t'emcil to be a Virtue.
There U an unusually quiet citizen
vtp near tbe crown of Piety hill who la
just now thinking a great deal of him
self. One of his neighbors has thres
pet dogs. When separated they are
well behaved and considerate to
strangers, but when together they
seem to regard it as an imperative
duty to try to eat any agent or other
strange caller at the house. After they
had bitten three little children belong
ing to the quiet citizen, torn his wife's
best gown, and snapped at him while
he crossed the lot, he decided that duty
as a husband and father called for ac
tion on his part. One evening he
reached the house with a bulldog, bred
in the purple, and much to be admired
because he was so excruciatingly ugly.
In a few days he followed his master
wherever he went. Thus assured, the
man made a call on his neighbor with
the three pets. The French bull want
ed to play, and cut great antics in
trying to entice the trio Into the game.
They just snarled, showed their teeth
and darted at him when tbe opening
3eemed favorable. Finally he was bit
ten on the end of his stub tail by the
Scotch terrier, and be made a rush
that his master checked in time. “Let
him go,” urged the host. "He's not
dangerous, and the dogs can take care
of themselves. I'll be responsible."
The quiet man demurred until the pets
were charging right into his lap after
their prey, when he let go as if to
protect himself. The imported cyclone
had the air full of dogs for about three
minutes. There was a continuous
crash of bric-a-brac, all the light fur
niture was dancing, the host w’as kick
ing about wildly, and the quiet man
was making an admirable bluff at try
ing to restrain his property. When
the entertainment was over the sitting
room looked like a junk shop. The
neighbors had some little argument
about whether the bull pup should he
killed on the spot, and when the quiet
man left he went out backward, cau
tioning his neighbor In a low tone of
voice not to do anything rash. The
neighbor has given away two of his
pets, and advertised for one of these
fighting white bulldogs with pink eyes.
—Detroit Free Press.
JOHN MUIR AT HIS WORK.
The tiood Mm* DUcovcrlfls on live
Muir (Under.
“For twenty-five years John Muir
has made out of doors his realm. For
more than half this time he lived and
wandered alone over the high Sierras,
through the Yosemit.e valley, and
among the glaciers of C’alifornii and
Alaska, studying, sketching, climbing.
At night he sometimes rested luxuri
ously, wrapped in a half-blanket beside
u camp-fire; sometimes, when fuel was
wanting, and the way too arduous to
admit of carrying his piece of blanket,
he hollowed for himself a snug nest
in the snow. He is no longer a young
man, but when last I saw him he was
making plans to go again to the North,
to explore the four new glaciers dis
covered last summer by the Harrlman
expedition. ‘What do you corue here
for?’ two Alaskan Indians once asked
him. when they had accompanied him
as far, through perilous ways, as he
could hi.'a or coax them to go. ‘To get
knowledge,’ was his reply. The Indians
grunted; t-hey had no words to express
their opinion of this extraordinary lu
natic. They turned back and left him
to venture alone across the great gla
cier, which now bears his name. So
trifling a matter as their desertion
could not deter him from his purpose.
He built a cabin at the edges of the
glacier, and there setttled to work,
and to live, for two long years. Ha
made daily trips over that Icy region
of deep gorges, rugged descents and
vast moraines, taking notes and mak
ing sketches, until he had obtained the
knowledge, and the understanding of
the knowledge, that he was after.
Muir Glacier is the largest glacier dis
charging Into the wonderful Glacier
Bay on the Alaskan coast. Being the
most accessible one In that region,
tourists are allowed to go ashore to
climb upon Its sheer. Icy cliffs, and
watch the many Icebergs that go tum
bling down from It. This Is a thrill
ing experience to the globe-trotter, but
to dwell there beside the glacier, to
study the phenomena, encounter perils,
alone and unaided, is an experience
that few besides John Muir would
court.”—Adaline Knapp in Ainslee’s.
Altogether Novel.
Ah for blouses of lingerie materials,
they will be altogether novel when
worn with a corselet skirt of black taf
feta, which will lace or button In close
princess lines or In loose folds that
will be drawn up high over the bust.
The blouse of white lawn is tucked
and lace inset to a marvelous degree,
and the sleeves, tucked down from the
shoulders, spread Into simply enor
mous bishops, which are gathered at
the wrints into a deep flounce of lace
that entirely covers the hands.
Artificial Marble.
Manufacturers are actually making
marble by the same process by which
nature makes it, only in a few weeks
Instead of a few thousand years. They
take a rather soft limestone and chem
ically permeate it with various color
ing uint.v.u, v, ...c.. u.ul. Into the aiuud,
and are not a mere surface coloring,
as in scagliola. The completed material
takes a fine polish, and many of the
fpeclmens are of beautiful color and
marking. Used as a veneer, It Is about
one-third the price of nature’s marble.
Development of Good Applet.
Apples are new In the economy of
>e world’s use and taste. At the
begining of the last century few va
rieties were known. And we can
go back in history to a time when all
apples were little, sour and puckery—
srab apples and nothing else.
