Longest a Judge. Judge John J. Jackson, of West Virginia, has been u justice of the United States district court f tr forty years. He has served as a Judge longer than any o her man In the his tory of the state or federal courts. He la now 77 yearn old and claims that he will die in the harness, an event, however, which seems to be far in the future, as ho is still active and vigor ous. Creed's Discovery. John M. Creed, of Berkley, Cal., a veteran of the civil war. applied re cently for a pension, and found that a woman in Ohio, posing as his widow, had been drawing his pension for many years. She is actually the wid ow of another John M. Crped, who, however, is not entitled to a pension, not having served in the war. It is be lieved that others have obtained pen sions in the same fraudulent way. Long on Bank. Two Barings hold pow four peer ages—two earldoms, Northbrook and Cromer; two baronies, Ashburton and Kevelstoke. 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Garfield Digestive Tablet* and Gar field Cold Cure. pity Is akin to lov®. 66 HADDEN GRAY e Copyright, 1002 Dy Dally Story Publishing Company 99 The play was Richard III., and it was during an Intermission that I no ticed him sitting opposite—a shriv elled little man, colored in faded sepia tints, with blind-seeming eyes. By those eyes I recognized him; for when I had last seen him, fifteen years ago, he had not been shrivelled at all and that head, half bald and half gray, had been well covered with rich brown locks; but the same eyes—the same in trospective look that the Greeks gave their statues by dispensing with eyes altogether. I was filled with sympathy. What could have changed him so? Ill health? Trouble? My dear old profes sor! Chrysostom, Goldeninoulh. Silver tongue, as I had fondly nicknamed him in boyish admiration. For Professor Eustis hail the rarest gift of eloquence that I have ever known, and could pour forth an unpremeditated flood of beautiful, classical English for a couple of hours at a time. He was that most attractive kind of literary man, natur ally a poet, but with a solid, labori ously-acquired foundation and super structure of logic. So when he spoke you would be sure of beautiful image ry. sometimes springlike, Ghauncerlan, with the delightful changing light and shade of the first fuller-lighted days of March; again, there was never any one who could be at the same time so tropical and yet so chaste. Neverthe less, it was not for this that he spoke or you heard him. There was always a clear message, a profitable instruc tion. His fault, and that an Ineradicable one, wras a lack of sympathy with life —his life was entirely in his mind. He was conscious of this, and had tried to overcome it, I am sure, for I have never known anyone more un failingly kind and cordial of manner. But his refinement was so far removed from the crudity of ordinary mortals that he was necessarily isolated. Yet these same crude ordinary mortals are honest enough to acknowledge real su periority when it comes before them, so that he had a goodly number of ad mirers and friends after all. I crossed the theater, took the va cant place beside him and was soon listening to a richer conversation than that of old days. “Well, John, 1 was quite proud the other day to see that one of my old boys had taken his Ph. D. 1 congrat ulate you.” “Thanks, yes—and what are ‘the rights and privileges appertaining thereto?’ On commencement days President C- utters that phrase with a large and lordly air, as though he were conveying to us some mys terious wealth, a veritable treasure of Monte Cristo; and at the same time he smiles, a generous, yet slightly hu morous smile—the same that one wears in the game of ‘Hold fast what I give you.’ What does he mean?” i “Why, the right to work aright. You i know how to work in the domain of J truth and light. The right to delve in the mines, to plough the fields, to forge the metals, to traffic in all the marts and on all the seas, for the ben efit of humanity. The privilege of holding communion and intimate com panionship with the great minds of this and every age. Well may Dr. C— smile to feci himself the almoner of such gifts as these, John; how noble j is the life of the searcher for truth by j the inductive method. Who loves the ■ truth so much as he who makes him ; self a slave for the truth?” Just then Richard did something | had and the people laughed again. "Why are these people laughing? A aigh moral indignation would seem to oe more appropriate.” “Ah, my boy, still good at asking juestions. Richard Crouchhack is a 'airy tale to frighten children with. Sing Shakespeare is only trying to make our hair stand pleasantly on "One can do so well with these.’’ snd. and in a3 open and mischievous i manner as Stevenson in some of his lorrors or Orphant Annie with her vitch tales by the evening firelight, fou know Shakespeare is far from be «g historically servile in this play, t is he and not Richard who dose .hese prodigiously un-moral, not im moral, things, for the simple purpose 5f causing us to go back to the days »f our childhood, before we became .•asuists, the days whin we could be unused by Bluebeard and Jack the Slant-killer.” Still I wandered, “What has changed him so? What can have changed him so?’’ but I dared not ask him. Never was there a man more impersonal. He told you cone of his experiences, im posed none of his conclusions upon you. He was always suggestive, stim ulating. never dogmatic. Howeyer, the play over, I was grati tied at parting by an invitation to call. Ho was at home on Sunday afternoons. I departed much elated at ♦ e "right mi l privilege' to which I had attained ! of becoming more intimately acquaint ed with this man whom I so intensely aemired. The next Sunday afternoon saw me Joyfully wending my way to the id tlress he had given, anticipating a tight of some fine did editions, meet ing brainy people, and looking at rare works of art. “Yes, with his exquisite taste, his pictures will be worth see ing, I am sure.’’ To all these joys there was a dim background o£ (hick carpets, book-lined walls, bu3tj of all the old Greeks, and so on. 1 was get ting near the place now, and as a vision of a courteous footman with sil\er salver in hand, arose before my mental vision. I began to look whether I had a card about me. It was per fectly natural, 1 think, that these ap propriate surroundings to such a man should thus arise in my mind. I met some brainy people, and I spent one of the pleasantest afternoons of my life, but I didn't see any rare A young vocalist sang. euiuuna, iur ne iihuu i ail}—me ex quisite pictures were there, but they were cheap copies of Breton and Mil let. Such a plain little house! Now I understood, in part at least, why the professor had shrivelled and faded. There was the same shadow over nearly every one of the company. All seemed to have exceptional gifts of one sort or another which would probably never be brought to perfection, because culture of that sort costs. They were all the broader, perhaps, on that very account, and all were bright, with a brightness that I could not understand till I caught the explanation in a dis quisition of the professor's upon the work of Breton and Millet. “With the originals in the Walter's gallery close at hand, one can do very well with these copies. Indeed, I grow more in love with my industrious lit tle ‘Shepherdess’ every day. See, John. i3 she not far more beautiful than the little Dresden nothings in pink and blue? Goodness and industry and con tent are such beautiful things. These girls of Breton's, coming home from the fields—is it not worth while to be poor, to be so strong, so happy? To have health and unbroken slumbers? These Christian peasants, so homely, yet so elevated, have nothing, yet pos sess all things. See in the ‘Angelas’ they rise to the highest height. The work of these artists is the apotheosis of “hadden gray,” and there is no end to the depths of beauty to be found in it. It is timely work, too, for the world was fast losing the old-fashioned idea of the blessedness of poverty.” Thus he spoke, and much more. 1 remember, too, a young vocalist who sang “Forever With the Lord,” the perfect lyric of Montgomery set to the noble music of Gounod. “Will you sing that at my funeral?” said the profe.x-io”. His funeral came sooner than we thought. Ill health was part of what bad changed the professor. Returning from my summer outing I found that he had been in bed for several weeks. Coming into his room one day in the earliest fall, he calmly announced, in reply to my inquiries, that he was dying. “Is it not a perfect day. John,” he said. “ Balmy' exactly describes it. One could not suffer on this day though he had lost his all. What does Naturo say to you today?” I replied that I did not know, that I had been trying to express it to myself, but could not. “Nature’s god sayB to-day to every suffering soul: ‘You have not lost all; you are not utterly desolate. Behold, to you, as to the year, there remains a happy death, and that is the greatest happiness.’ And more, it says more—" He stopped. The professor always knew what it is “not lawful to speak.” This world would be an utter fuilure if what I knew of this man here were all that I should ever know. When a bee loses its temper look out for a stinging retort. 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