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I Am Dying, Egypt, Dying.
In compliance with the requestor numer
ous readers we publish the following poeti
cal gem from the pen of the lamented Gener
al .Lytle.
I am dying, Egypt, dying !
Ebbs the crimson life-tide fast.
And the dark Plutonian shadows.
Gather on the evening blast;
Let tblnearms, O Queen, support me;
Rush thy sobs and bow thine car;
Listen to the great heart-secrets
Thou and thou alone must hear.
Though my scarred and veteran legions
Bear their eagles high no more,
Though my wrecked and shattered galleys
Strew dark Actlnm's fatal shore.
Though no glittering guards surround me,
Prompt to do tbalr master's will,
I will perish like a Roman,
Die the great Triumvir still.
Let not Co2ftr,8 servile minions
Mock the Lion thus laid low;
Twas no foeman's hand that slew him;
'Twas bis own thatstrnck the blow.
Here, then, pillow on my bosom,
Ere his star fades quite away,
Tllir. who, drunk with thy caresses.
Madly threw a world away.
Should tbebase plebeian rabble
Dare assail my fame at Rome,
Wnere the noble spouse Octavla
Weeps within her widowed home
Seek her; say the gods have told me.
Altars, augurs, circlling wings.
That her blood with mine commingled
Yet shalL mount the throne of kings.
Ab for thee, star-eyed Egyptian,
Glorious sorceress of the Nile,
Light the path of Stygian horrors
With the splendors of thy smile;
Give the Cffisar crowns and arches ;
Let his brow the laurels twine.
I can scorn the Senate's triumphs
Triumphing In lore like, thine.
I am dying' Esrypt, dying!
Hark! the lngultlne foeman'a cry!'
They are coming! quick! my falchion,
Let them meet me ere I die !
Ah ! no more amid the battle
Shall his heart exultant swell.
l8ls and Oirls guard tbee
Cleopatra! Rome! farewell.
Cleopatra's Soliloquy.
BY ilARY BAYARD CLARK.
What care I for the tempest ? What care I
"for the rain?
If It beat upon my posom, would It cool Its
burning pain
This pain that ne'er has left mo since on his
heart I lay,
And sobbed my grief at parting as I'd sob
my soul away?
O Antony! Anlony I Antony! When In thy
circling arms
Shall I sacrifice to Eros my glorious wo
man's charms.
And burn life's sweetest Incense before hlB
bacred shrine
With living Are that flashes from thine eyes
into mine?
0 when shall I feel thy kisses rain down up
on my face.
As a queen of love and beauty I lie In thy
embrace
Melting melting melting, as a woman
only can
When she's a willing captive In the conquer
ing arras of man.
1 fear no Persian beauty, I fear no Grecian
maid.
The world holds not the women of whom 1
am afraid.
But I'm Jealous of the rapture I tasted In bis
kiss.
Andl would not that another should share
with me the bllHS.
No joy would I deny himf let him cull it
where ho will.
So mistress of his bosom Is Cleopatra still;
So that he feels forever, when be Love's nec
tar sips,
'Twas sweeter sweeter sweeter when tast
ed on my lips;
So that all other kisses, elnoc he has drawn
In mine
Shall be unto my loved as 'water after wine.'
Awhile let Caaar fancy Octavla's pallid
charms
Can hold Home's proudest counsel a captive
In her arms.
Her cold embrace but brightens the memory
of mine.
And for my warm caressed he In her arms
Jihall pine.
'Twas not for love he sought her, but for her
princely dower; t.
She brought him Cmsar's friendship, and she
brought him kingly power.
I sbould'tave bid blm take her had be my
counsel 30Ught;
I've but to Hmlle upon blm, and all her
charms are nanght;
For I would scorn to hold him by but o sin
gle hair,
8ave h!i own longing for mo when I'm no
longer there ;
And I will show you. Roman, that for one
kiss for me.
Wife fame and even honor to him snail
nothing be?
Throw wide the window, Isls fling per
fumes o'er me now.
And bled the lotus blossoms again upon my
brow.
The rain has ceased Its weeping, the driving
storm Is passed.
And calm are nature's pulses, that lately
beat-so fast.
Gone Is my Jealous phrenzy, and Eros reigns
per e no.
The only god e'er worshiped by Egypt's
haughty Queen.
With Antony my loved I'll kneel before
his shrine
Till the-loves of Mars and Venue are naught
to bis and mine;
And down through coming ages, in every
land and tongue.
With them shall Cleopatra and Antony be
sung.
Burn sandal wood and cassia, let the vapor
rouna me wreatne.
And mingled with the Incense the lotus
blossoms breathe.
Let Indla'ssplcy odors and Persia's perfumes
rare
Be wafted on the pinions of Egypt's fragrant
air.
With the sighing of the night breeze, the
river's rippling flow.
Let me hear the notes of music in cadence
soft and low.
Draw round my couch Its curtains; I'll bathe
m j- soul in sleep ;
I feel its gentle languor upon me blowly
creep.
O let me cheat my senses with dreams of fu
ture bliss.
In fancy feci his presence, in fancy taste his
KISS.
In fancy nestle closely against his throbbing
neart.
And throw my arms around him, no more
no more to part.
Hush! hnshj his spirit's pinions are rustl
ing in my ears;
Ho comes upon the tempest to calm my Jeal
ous fears;
He comeg upon the tempest In answer to tcy
call.
Wife lame and even honor for nitf- he
leaves them all:
And royally I'll welcome my lover to my
side.
I have won him 1 have won him from
Ctesar and his bride.
THE KEYS OF ST. PETEE.
A Tradition of Borne.
BY GEOB.GE L. AlKEX.
The events I am about to narrate oc-
' curred in the vears of 1584-S5, A. D.
, In a rocky valley spanned by a ruin
ed aqueduct, a young painter, who was
only known by the name of Adrien,
had taken up his abode.
His hut, for it was little else, had
been constructed in the two -arches of
the aqueduct, which still remained per
fect. "Within were half finished pic
tures and rude weapons. Therpainter
was obliged to hunt for his daily sus-
1 tenance among the wild goats of the
; mountains.
I One day a man advanced in vears.
i though still hale and hearty, clambered
i up the rocks to Adrien's abode, but he
found only a young peasant there, a
kind of dependent upon Adrien, who
told him that the painter was absent
'minting, ine soldier, tor the half
, armor anc, neavy sworo ne wore pro -
; claimed him such, sat down upon a
iragmeni oi rocs to await, iorxanen
, return.
This man was an adventurer, a sol
BEOWNVILLE, NEBEASKA,
dier of fortune, and his name was An
nibal Bonistalli. He had come thereto
fulfill a promise made to an old com
rade, who, in dj-ing, had said, "An
nibal, I leave you my son." He accept
ed the trust. A tough old man-at-arms
he made a poor nurse, so he had con
fided the boy to more tender keeping;
but now he was a man, he had return
ed to watch over him.
"nalloo, youngster!' he cried, calling
the peasant to him; "is there not a
wooden cross on the roadside beyond?
such a cross as they erect to mark the
spot where a hero has been killed!'
"Near the convent of St. Ursula?'
asked the peasant.
"Av is it still there?'
"No
Annibal breathed a sigh of disappoint
ment nothing to remind the world
that his comrade had ever lived in it
"But there is a small chapel,' contin
ued the peasant.
"A chapel!' cried Annibal, in sur
prise. "Who built it?'
The peasant sank his voice confi
dentially as he answered:
"JSo one knows.'
"And is there a mass said for his
soul?'
"Every year, the day of the the
accident, a priest comes there in secret.
"What priest?'
"Hush ! The father Anselmo.'
"And who is he?' questioned Anni
bal, growing more and more surprised.
"Hush!' answered the peasant, mys
teriously. "No one knows ; he comes
concealed in his long gown and cowl,
and retires as he came, unquestioned
and unknown.'
The peasant withdrew, leaving the
soldier to muse over what he had been
told, and to wonder who this father
Anselmo could possibly be, who took
such an interest in his dead comrade,
when, looking up, he saw a monk, with
bowed form and tottering steps, clam
bering painfully up the rocky ascent.
The soldier, who appeared to have a
tender heart, in spite of his rough
bearded visage, sprang to his assistance
and helped him to a seat before the hut
"Thanks, my son, thanks,' gasped the
monk, who appeared to be in the last
stage of senility, though his cowl re
vealed but a small portion of his fea
tures. "You too are a wayfarer. Have
you come far?'
"From the Low Countries,' answered
the soldier. "Twelve years ago I join
ed the Don John of Austria, and fought
with him until his death he died in
his bed. poor fellow! and then I took
the road back to Italy. "Whenever I
happened to pass any country where
there was any fighting going on, I join
ed in it just to keep my hand in; con
sequently I have been just four years
on my way home.'
"And what say they of Italy in the
foreign countries where you have
fought?' asked the monk, curiously.
"What say they?' repeated Annibal,
scornfully. "Why, more truth than we
Italians dare to say of it at home. They
say it is the tomb of the Boman Em
pire, and, like all tombs, contains noth
ing but corruption.'
The monk arose and whispered, cau
tiously: "Not so loud, friend; you are
on the demesne of the Orsini ; beware,
or you may spoil your chance of tervice
in their house.'
"1 serve the Orsini!' cried Annibal,
indignantly.
"Wherefore not?' asked the monk,
regarding him curiously.
"Wherefore! I will tell you,' ans
wered Annibal in a low, concentrated
tone of rage.
"Twelve years ago, not far from here,
was committed the foul crime of mur
der; it was done in open day; the vic
tim was my only friend, comrade,
brother; my worthless life he saved a
bundled times. O. what a heart was
there; gentle, but terrible a hero's
heart! Well, this man. this comrade,
basely trapped as he left the abby of
St. Ursula, was by the Orsini traitor
ously assassinated!'
"Peretti!' cried the monk, quickly,
and in a strong voice, greatly at vari
ance with his apparent decrepitude.
"You knew him?' asked Annibal, in
astonishment.
"I have heard of him,' returned the
monk, in his quavering voice again.
Annibal bestowed a searching glance
upon him, but he seemed nothing more
than the aged monk he appeared to be.
"My son,' continued the monk, "you
have a kind heart, frank and open ; too
frank, too open for Italy. But I must
be stirring. Will you lend me your arm
to the foot of the mountain?'
"Av, father,' responded the soldier,
readily, for he had conceived quite a
liking for his venerable companion.
They descended the mountain to
gether, toward Albano.
When Annibal returned to the hut
he found Adrien at home, who gave his
foster-father a glad welcome, after his
long absence; but the old soldier per
ceived that this ward was ill at ease,
and he soon ascertained the cause. Ad
rien was in love. He had dared to raise
his eyes to Claudia Colonna, and though
beloved by her in return, her father
and ner urotner iiad branded mm an
insolent and nameless beggar.
Annibal became greatly excited at
this.
"They lied!' he exclaimed, fiercely,
"and you shall tell them so. Come
with me to Albano, the place of the
Colonnas!'
"Wherefore?' asked Adrien in sur
prise. "To give them your name; the name
of your father a man as noble as their
own a name that ere now has made
tneir oroer quake, and may again.
Come, Adkiex Peketti!'
The nobles of the Colonna family
were holding a council in the palace of
the Guido Colonna, the father of Clau
dia, and the Cardinal Montalto (the
aged monk whom Annibal had assist
ed) was present. He was an old friend
and counsellor of the family, and his
interests were considered identical with
theirs. They had assembled to decide
upon a matter of great moment. The
Count Paulo Orsini had demanded the
hand of Claudia for bis son Octavio.
This alliance would bind in one the two
great feudal families of the Bouian
States. The nobles all gave their con
sent to this union, and it was destruc
tion to all Montalto's plans; he dared
not to raise his voice against the con
templated union.
His Holiness, the Pope, Gregoty
XUL, was sinking hourly. It was ex
pected daily that the conclave would
be called to name his successor. Mon
talto hoped for the Colonna influence.'
, They thought this weak, infirm old
igxh", whose-form was ever-bowed, and
s . wnose eves ever sought the cround
would be but a punnet. p.rnwnpr-u.-itr
- ' tho triple -tiara, in their hands, and
THTJESDAY, MAY
that they could rule in his name. So it
was decided, in this family council,
that Claudia should marry Octavio
Orsini, and that Cardinal Montalto
should be nominated to fill the papal
chair, on the decease of Gregory.
Adrien Preetti and. Annibal Bonist
alli were received with scant courtesy,
when they called at the Colonna palace;
and when Adrien boldly proclaimed his
name and demanded the hand of Clau
dia, they laughbd his pretentions to
scorn, and Count Guido gave him a flat
refusal. Swords were drawn, and the
intercession of Montalto alone prevents
ed bloodshed. He appeared to take
a great interest in Peretti's son, and re
garded him with a look of earnest at
tention. Adrien withdrew with his trusty
friend, but though baffled, he was by
no means defeated. Love laughs at all
obstacles; and finding that she was
doomed to a man that she could not
love, Ciaudiafled from her home to the
man she could love.
Montalto metthe fugitives, accompa
nied by the trusty Annibal, at a small
holstery on the road to Albano. But
they did not fear him, for the poor de
crepit old man seemed very friendly to
them. The fugitives were anxious to
have the marriage ceremony performed
at once.
"What priest would dare to bless the
union?' asked Montalto.
"There is but one in Italy,' answered
Adrien. "It is he, who, yearly, beside
my father's grave, dares to celebrate
the service of the dead, and call down
Heaven's wakeful justice on the mur
derers.' "The monk Anselmo,' responded An
nibal. "Ay, but they say the worthy
father is dead.'
"Deadl' repeated Adrien, with a
blank look at the trembling girl who
clung so confidingly to his arm.
"Be comforted, my son,' said Montal
to. "If Claudia seeks your protection,
Providence will find the means to sanc
tify the union, even though the monk
Anselmo have to be received to perform
the ceremony.'
With these mysterious words he hob
bled away. They partook of some
slight refreshment at the holstery, and
then the landlord surprised them by
informing them that the Father await
ed them in the neighboring chapel to
perform the ceremony. With great joy
they hastened thither. The chapel
was dimly lighted, and a tall form, clad
in a monkish garb of black serge, stood
behind the altar. His cowl entirely
concealed his features. In a deep reso
nant voice he questioned them, and
then pronounced the vows that made
them man and wife.
Scarcely was the ceremony complet
ed when they were surprised, on leav-
Untr me cnapei. by tne uount uuido
Colonna, his son Lorenzo, and a num
ber of retainers. A desperate struggle
ensued upon the little green before the
door. Claudia was torn from her hus-band'-s
arm3,and'he struck-down bleed
ing and seaseless ; Annibal passed his
sword through Lorenzo's body a fatal
wound and seized upon Adrien, drag
ged him into the chapel, where the
monk Anselmo came to his assistance,
and showed him a secret outlet behind
the altar, into which they retreated
with Adrien, and baffled pursuit. The
Count Guido returned to his palace
with Claudia and the dead body of his
son Lorenzo. It had proved a bitter
day for him.
It was considered that Claudia had
disgraced her family, and was consign
ed to the convent of St. Ursula and
doomed to become a nun. Montalto
contrived to see her on the day her no
viate expired, and advised her to take
the vows, assuring her that her mar-
. as s t t
nage wun Adrien, wnicn could ue
proved in good time, would render them
null and void. But when he sought to
leave the abby, he discovered that he
was a prisoner. The Coronnas had sus
pected his ambitious designs, and as the
Cardinals were in session, choosing a
new pope, they determined to keep him
a captive until the election was over.
Belease came when he last expected
it. Adrien, who had recovered from
his wound, had found many friends
among the mountains, and he and An
nibal, headed by a band of Zingari from
the Abruzzi, made a fierce onslaught
upon the convent, which was garrison
ed by Colonna's troops for the purpose
of rescuing Claudia. The attack proved
disasterous to the assailants. Annibal
was taken prisoner, and Adrien and
his followers forced to retreat. But in
the confusion the wily Montalto es
caped and made the best of his way to
Borne.
The gentle loving Claudia was con
demned to die. She had broken her
vows, and the convent's laws were in
exorable. The dreadful sentence had
been passed upou her the "Living
Tomb." Here the victim is placed in
a cell, and the wall built up around her.
But Montalto interposed in her favor
and had her brought to Borne, claim
ing her in the name of the Inquisition.
Adrine and his partisans mingled
with the populace and loudly shouted
for Montalto, whilst the Cardinals in
their secret conclave deliberated upon
the choice of a pope. The excitement
ran high, and, thinking to still it, Count
Paulo Orsini Montalto's bitterest en
emy signed an order for her instant
execution.
In a saloon in the Vatican Montalto
awaited, with a feverish anxiety, the
moment when the cannon of St. Ange
lo should announce that a pope was
chosen, and the name of the successful
candidate be pronounced. To his great
surprise the goveniorof Borne brought
Annibal Barnistallito him, saying that
he had demanded to see him. The
governor then withdrew, leaving them
together. Annibal was very pale and
supported himself by the back of a
chair. His right arm was bound up.
Montalto scarcely recognized him.
"What has happened to you?'
he
asked.
"They put me to the torture to make
me tell who the monk Anselmo was,'
answered Annibal, with a grim smile;
"what other name he bore, and where
he was to be found.'
"But why did you suffer this?' asked
the Cardinal; "why did you not con
fess?' "Why did I not confess? Because I
saw they meant no good to the monk
Anselmo; and because it was that
monk who caused a chapel to be built
over the grave of my comrade Peretti;
because that monk wept and prayed
- over the same tomb where I've prayed
and wept; because he had aided Peret
ti's son: because the life of the poor
broken soldier is Teady to preserve the
. the secret and honor at the cardinal more comiortaoie at seeing urant look-1 marry vou: and I must name the day;
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20, 1880.
"Annibal,' he said, "forgive the suf
fering you have borne for my sake.
Listen: this Peretti, your old comrade
this Peretti, whose son has inherited
the love you bore his father this bos
om friend of yours, cowardly assassin
ated by the Orsini, had a brother.'
"A brother? cried Annibal in sur
prise. "I am he!'
"You the brother of Peretti you?'
Annibal fell upon his knees and
kissed the Cardinal's hand. It was all
plain to him then. A tumult in the
street now attracted their attention,
and Adrien entered, bearing Claudia in
his arms. He placed her at the Cardi
nal's feet.
"I have dragged her from the execu
tioner's grasp!' he exclaimed. "Save
her I'
An officer and file of soldiers follow
ed him.
"Secure your prisoner!' cried the of
ficer. "Hold!' said Montalto, extending his
hands over the kneeling girl; remem
ber you stand on sacred ground.'
A sound now atarteled them all. It
was the cannon of St. Angelo. A pope
had been chosen. The governor of
Borne and a number of Cardinals enter
ed the apartment, and the governor sa
luted Montalto and announced to him
that he had been selected to fill the pa
pal chair. Montalto threw off his de
crepitude as if it had been a garment,
and drew himself up to his full height.
"What does this mean?' cried the
governor, in astonishment.
"It means that Montalto has no long
er need to play the dying man,' an
swered the new pope, with a full and
true accent of triumph. "That he can
cast aside the mask. It means that
Borne has now a master who dares to
purge its nests of crime, and its refuges
of traitors and assassins, be they as high
as the Orsini, or as low as their hire
ling ruffians. The abbey of St. Ursula
is hereby dissolved, its lands are confis
cated let the Orsini quit Bome within
the space of twelve hours.' He raised
Claudia gently up. "You are free, la
dy,' he continued, "for you are inno
cent. The vows were null and void. I
know it, for it was these hands which
joined yours in marriage.' And when
they would have knelt gratefully at his
feet, he caught them both in fond em
brace, crying, "Xo, no, my children, on
my heart.'
"By what name may we salute your
holiness?' asked the governor.
Sixrus the Frrrn!' answered Mon
talto. And they all did him reverenca
"And wherefore did you assume the
stooping gait and the appearance of
age?' asked the Cardinal Farnese.
And Montalto answered him with a
pleasant smile.
"I teas looking for the Keys of St.
Petek, and I have found them!'
Insane Patients at the. Circus.
Mr. Taylor, steward of the insane
hospital, gratified three of the patients
of the institution, by taking them to the
circus, the other day. They enjoyed
the performance very much, and begged
to be allowed to remain for the concert.
While Mr. Taylor was talking to a
friend, the man selling tickets for the
concert came along, when one of the
lunatics asked for three tickets the
tickets were handed over and the pa
tient proceeded to write out a check on
the First National Bank for seventy
five cents. The concert butcher wanted
money and not checks, and the crazy
man insisted that his check for a mill
ion would be honored. It was only
when informed that the three men were
insane that he let them alone.
After the circus, they had their shoes
blacked by one of the little boot-blacks
of the city. When the job was per
formed, one of them pulled from his
pocket a sheet of writing paper, and
handing it to the boy, remarked, "There
my boy is a deed of 100 acres of the
best land in Nebraska, take it, secure a
wife, be happy, and always remember
your benefactor." The boy thought he
was getting too much taffy, and was
inclined to gee mad, wnen some one
whispered in his ear, "Those fellows
are from the asylum, and are crazy."
He did not stop to banter with his cus
tomers any longer, but pleked up his
box and brushes and hurried away.
State Journal.
Good Sense.
BROOKLYX.May 11. "Bobert Inger
soll," said Mr. Beecher, at Plymouth
prayer-meeting, last evening, "is not
a saint, but there is not a man on the
continent, I suppose, to whom he would
not give his hand, after putting it in
his pocket and filling it with silver. I
am not personally acquainted with
him. I suppose this to be his disposi
tion, and yet he kicks over the New
Testament and the whole Bible. He
swears at the ministers, and unjustly
criticises them, but his whole nature
couples him with his fellow-beings,
and this marks him as a Christian. I
say that the man who holds to the New
Testament and passes by on the other
side of the street when men need help
and sympathy, is an infidel. He is or
thodox for the outside of the Bible but
an inlidel for the inside. Those who
despise their fellow-men and keep aloof
from them, are absolutely infidel, and
men who do this under a government
like our own are piteously infidel."
A Strange Oure.
"Can you cure my eyes?" said a man
to Dr. Brown.
"Yes," fcaid the doctor, "if you will
follow my prescription."
"Oh, certainly, doctor," said the pa
tient; "I will do anything to have my
eyes cured. What is your remedy,
doctor?"
"You must steal a horse," said the
doctor, very soberlj.
"ateal a horse, doctor- said tne pa
tient in amazement. "How wiU that
cure my eyes?"
"You would be sent to State prison
for five years, where you could not get
whisky, and during your incarceration
your eyes would get well," Said the
doctor.
The patient looked somewhat incred
ulous, but he did not adopt the doc
tor's remedy.
Politically, Grant is nothing to us,
, but when the rebels are beatinsr their
prunning hooks into swords, we feel
VOL. 24 NO. 48.
Nellie's Proposal,
"Really, Catherine, I don't wonder at
Mary's surprise at your behavior. You
forget that you are Frank's widow.
You are too forward." I hesitated a
moment, really anxious, to keep my
temper; for I was Frank's widow, and
the speaker was his mother.
"Forward!" cried Mary. "Indeed,
you would have been shocked last night,
mother. There was Mr. Yance urging
her to sing, and acting as if Herbert
Halstead was her only' friend, when it
was onlv as a married woman "
"Yes," interrupted Julia. "I think
mother, if you can't make Kate realize
that she is" married, with a daughter
nearly six years of age, vou had better--"
"Send me away." I broke in, unable
longer to control myself; "it's not the
first time thathint has been thrown out,
and if it were not for little Nellie, poor
child, I would go away to earn my liv
ing at once. You drive me desperate.
I declare I will marry again, and get
rid of all this " and then I burst in
to tears.
"Marry again ! How will you do it ?
Oh, yes! a good joke!" cried Julia, with
a shrug at my tears. "Don't you see.
Mary, it's leap year I" and she laughed
derisevelv.
"Who'll you ask?" sneered Mary.
"Herbert Halstead? Julia, you had bet
ter look out.'
"You may sneer,' I cried, checking
my tears, I was now thoroughly angry.
"But I tell you, if no one would ask
me to marry him, I believe I should ask
Mr. Halstead, and he'd have mel'
I had fairly taken up their own weap
ons of personalities which I scorned.
The moment after, ashamed of myself,
I ran to my room to put on my bonnet
and get out of the house. I looked in
the glass, as I put on the crape bonnet,
with the widow's cap and heavy veil
on my head, and I saw a face to which
it was very becoming, though not a re
markable pretty face. It looked not
more than twenty-one, some say not
more than twenty; but I was really
over twentyfour. Married at eighteen
to Frank Stevens, I had been a petted
wife for four years and now a widow
of two. The thought of the happiness
of the four and the loneliness of the
two, as I looked at the face surrounded
by crape, made the tears come again,
but I brushed them away resolutely
and went out, knowing that a brisk
walk would dome more good than any
thing else. I went out without my
darling, my inserarable companion, my
little baby girl, Nellie. This alone
showed how troubled I was. Truth to
tell, I was too angry to trust myself
with the little one," who might have
asked to have our conversation explain
ed, for she was in the room at the time.
I could only hope that at five years old
a child could not understand me.
Soon after I left, my mother-in-law
and her daughters went out for a drive.
They invited Nellie to go, but she. feel
ing, perhaps, that they had not treated
mamma well, refused. Soon the fronts
door-bell rang, and like all children,
Nellie must run to see who was there.
She managed to open the door herself,
and there stood her prime favorite
among the gentlemen that visited the
house, Mr. Halstead, or as she had call
ed him since her babyhood, uncle Her
bert. He had been her fathers chum
and dearest friend, and loved the :hild
for Frank's sake.
"Ladies home, Nell?'
"I'm home,' she said, 'and I dess
mamma '11 be in soon.'
'Very well. Let's go in the parlor
and have a chat.'
Nellie sat in his lap discussing the
merits of cocoanut cakes and sugar al
monds a little while; but suddenly
dropping her candies in her lap shr
asked, "What's leap leap-leap, I for
dot. Do you know what it is ?
"Leap, leap frog V leap year ? Is that
it9'
"Yes. What is it?'
"Why, it's a year when you ladies
can ask the gentlemen to marry you.
But you see, Nellie, you're too young,
or wouldn't you ask me?'
"Oh.no! I wouldn t ask you. Mam
ma's going to ask you.'
The young man nearly dropped the
child, and then folded her close to him,
lest nerhaus he should forget her
"What do vou mean, darling?' he
asked. "Now think, Nellie, bO don't
tell Uncle Herbert anything o. your
own make up.'
"Oh, no! really, truly, bless me, she's
alive isn't thut what you say when
you are true? Well!'
The little tot gave a long sigh and
paused, Herbert not daring to interrupt
her lest she should see his anxiety, and
miniature woman that she was, should
refuse to satisfy him.
"Well,' she repeated, "you see, they
does scold mamma, so they does. To
day morning they maked mamma cry,
to-morrow (she would call yesterday
to-inorrow) they scolded her again be
cause she wouldn't sing, arid then they
said she was fordard. What's for-
dard?'
"Forward indeed!' ejaculated Her
bert, under his breath. "If it had been
some others, now. But, Nellie, how
about leap year?"
"Oh, yes! I most fordot, didn't I?
Well, you see, mamma said but, oh,
Uncle" Herbert, I never showed you
my two weenie new nttie Kittens i
They's only little sings, wivout eyes.
Come out to the piazza and I'll show
you.'
It was no use to be impatient. The
young man knew the Child too well for
that, and so they went out and inspect
ed tile kittens. Then he tried to coax
Nellie back to the subject.
"Oh, I fordot!' she said. "Only they
made mamma say '
"Whatdid they say, darling? Ill give
you a big doll
11 ltlX -LTJ.&1 11(111 i
"Yes, yes! Beal hair and eyes, and
oh, nothing. But did they say I want
ed to marry '
They say mamma wasn't a girl, and
she was old; and mamma said oh,
there's mamma. Mamma didn't vou
ask Uncle Herbert to marry you? He
wants to know."
I had come in, looking for the child,
and that was the speech I heard. I
folf ronrlv fn Cirtlr -nrifh Trmrrifinntinn
"Kate,darling, can't I hope you'll
me astc .' x ou must Know tnat l noped.
when these (touching my veil and
black dress) were put aside, that I could
ask you to let me care for you and at
once. Come, darling.' as I hid my face
in rav nanrls. "xou ve asKed me to
guess how they've treated you. Come
now, get this fairy ready, this blessed
little darling, that has brought me my
happiness, and we'll go to your own
minister
I tried to-refuse but I was so weary
of living with mother-in-Iawr that at
last we three slipped out of the house;
and dear Dr. S , who had baptized
me, married to Frank and knew Her
bert well, married us.
We drove back and reached the front
door as the family were returning. Ju
lia, who would appropriate Herbert,
stepped forward,
"Good evening; Mr. Halstead. So
you met Kate on the steps? Strange!'
with a glance at me, as if I bad plan
ned to meet him,
"Not at all, Miss Julia,' said Herbert.
"My wife and I just call in to receive
your congratulations and to leave little
Midget here for a few days
No tableau I have ever seen was half
so comical as the one those three made.
I really felt for Julia, for I knew she
cared for Herbert. She gained self
possession quickly, and congratulated
me, whispering as she kissed me:
"So you asked him?'
My husband heard and answered:
"No, Miss Julia, she did not aak nic.
Through other means, thank God, I
learned the one I loved, was unhappy ;
and, as I hoped, for more than a year
past, to soon ask her to be my wife, I
pursuaded her to marry me at once.
Leap year privileges are still open for
those "who choose to use them ?
We are quite an old married couple
now ; for three years have passed, but
Herbert and I still often laugh over
Nellie's leap year proposal.
Semantic Elopement.
The neighborhood of Elizabeth City,
N. C, i.i in a state of great excitement
over the recent elopement and marriage
of a gushing young couple, Jonathan
Ivy and Florence Seymark. The young
lady's parents did not approve of young
Ivy's advances and forbade him their
house. The lovers, however, managed
to meet clandestinely, and had made up
their minds to an elopement, which
was to have occurred one night Old
man Seymark, by some means or other,
got wind of the proposed escapade and
went gunning that day for Jonathan.
Coming up with the gay young lover, he
blazed away at him, shooting him in
the shoulder, and inflicting a painful,
but not dangerous wound. Florence
was overwhelmed with grief by her
father's hasty conduct, and her passion
for her wounded lover was intensified
a thousand fold. She sent him a letter
telling him she would fly with him that
night if he would come for her. So
that night young Ivy put in an appear
ance with a close carriage about 1
o'clock Miss Florence was in a terri
ble dilemma, for her cruel parents, to
insure against any escapade, had not
only locked the girl into her room, but
had" also taken away every stitch of her
clothing. But she was not to be baffled.
She made a rope of the sheets of her
bed and let herself down to the ground,
with no other garment but a night
dress. She told the coachman to "look
the other way," and after her lover had
helped her into the carriage and cov
ered her with the carriage robes, she
made him sit on the box with the coach
man. They drove to the house of a
friend, where Florence was attired in
proper garments, and then proceeded
to the house of a sympathizing preach
er, where the lovers were speedily uni
ted in wedlock.
Circassian Story of a Kia.
Chamber's Jonmal.
A man was walking along ona road,
and a woman along another. The
roads finally united Into one, and
reaching the point of junction at the
same time, then walked on together.
The man was carrying a large iron
kettle on his back; in one hand he
held the legs of a live chicken; in tho
other, a cane; and he was leading a
goat. They neared a ravine. Said the
woman! "I am afraid to go through
that ravine with you; it is a lonely
place, and you might overpower me and
kiss me by force." Said the man:
"How can I possibly overpower you,
and kiss you by force, when I havo
this great iron kettle on my back, a
cane in one hiuid, a live chicken in the
other, and am leading this goat. I
might as well be tied hand aud foot."
"Yes," replied the woman. "Butif you
should stick your cane in the ground
and tie your goat to it, and turn tho
kettle bottomside up and put the chick
en under it, then you might wickedly
kiss me in spite of my resistance."
"Success to thy ingenuity. O woman!"
said the man to himself. "I should
never have thought of this or similar
expedient." And when they came to
the ravine, he stuck his cane into the
ground and tied the goat to it, gave the
chicken to the woman, saying: "Hold
it while I cut some grass for the goat,
and then so runs the legent lowering
the kettle from his Shoulders, he put
the fowl under it and wickedly kissed
the woman, as she was afraid he would.
Jackwn'B Ways.
Andrew Jackson's peculiar likingand
respect for laboring men is picturesque
ly shown by a story related in the
Nashville Banner. John Cryer, a.
mason, was on several occasions en
gaged to build chimneys at the Hermi
tage, and while at work often observed
the most refined and wealthy people of
Nashville coming to visit the General
and his wife. The good mason, having
more or less mortar ornamenting hte
clothes, would say that he "would not
goto the first table to eat," that he "was
not fit to appear in such elegant com
pany." The General always replied:
"You must go to the first table, sir; a
laboring man ought to be as highly
honored as any man in the community,
for the support of the world depends
upon their labor. I will see thatj
are treated with proper respect afrt
table." This story is certainly tol
credit of Jackson'3 democracy, hoi
it mav be as to his social graces.
er, frequently laughing, said thath
let j n morehonored than any bri
m tne worni. ior jrresiuent jac
had frequently waited on him
brousht him brick and mortar.
his regular attendant was out ofi
way.
It is easier for a woman to ds
er virtue against man. than her
tation agrnnat woman. H'vn'qrvr