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THE ItET) CLOUD CHIEF.
The nurse, hiixlug Httril llttio Lmn
Into the bed, returned to her hair he
ude the Hit, w Iitlt Marjnile put lur
arm around tin- little fellow's haul-
ders ami presently fell nsleep.
Now that the fever hail aciitally i
pawed away, Marjorle'it eonvalesreiiLO
Hhc still kept to lu-r S.oil, being too
venk even to moe without assistance, i
and during the day tittle l.cott was con- ,
staiitly with her. She asked .1 few
iliitsUtuiH, atnl the more she heatd the
more her oirlii'liy was aroused.
One day alio Inquired for the grave
lady whose face she dlni'v temenibeioil
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IV il(lt; n(Jt;il, illlll Mill cm; t"" i.ii.i.i
was the mlsttess of the house. In the
nftcrnoon the lady cuinc to the bed
side, Mni-jurlu was sitting up In bed that
day, propped up by pillows, looking the
very ghost of what she had once been:
while on tho bed beside her wtis little
Leon, surrounded by bis toys. He look
ed up, laughed, and chipped his hands
when MIsh Dove came In, but she only
smiled and irontl.v rebuked him for his
j Then Hho sat down beside the bed
and took Marjorio's hand.
"Well, my child," she said, "so
you are rapidly getting well."
For a moment Marjorle was silent
she could not speak. Tito tears were
blinding her uyes and rhokliiR her
voice, hut she. bent her head tind kissed
tlio hand that had saved her.
"Come, come." said Miss Dove, "you
must not glvo way like this. You have
to toll me. till about yourself, for at
present I know absolutely nothing."
Willi nn effort, Marjorle conquered
her emotion anil dried bur tears. Hut
what had he to tell? iiothlnR. it
seemed, except Mint she was friendless
"Nay," said the lady. gently. "You
aro not Mint; from the moment you en
tered this door you had friends. Hut
tell mo, my child, how was It I found
you and your child starving upon my
threshold? You have n husband, per
haps? Is ho alive or dead?"
Mnrjorlo shook her head.
"Ho is hero. In Paris, ntudame."
"And lils name Is Caussldlere. Is It
cot? So Leon has told me."
"Yos, niadame, Monsieur Cnussl-
"We must seek him out," continued
Miss Dove. "Such conduct is not to
bo endured. -A man has no rlsht to
bring his wife to a foreign country and
then desert her."
"Ah, no," cried Mnrjotlo; "you must
not do that. I will leave the house
whenever you wish, niadame, but do
not force mo to seo hint again."
Miss Dove looked at her for a mo
ment in silence; then she rang for the
nurso, lifted Leon from the bed. niul
nent him away.
"Now, my child." she said, when the
two women were alone, "tell me your
And Marjorle told It, or as much of it
as fibo could recall. She told of her
early Ufa in the (iiinliit old ninusc In
Annnndnlo with Mr. Lorraine Solomon
and Myslc; of Miss Ilcthcrlngton, anil
of tho Frenchman who came with his
specious tongue and wooed her away.
Then she told of her llfo in Paris, of
her gradual estrangement from all her
friends, and finally of her desertion by
tho man whom until then she hud be
lieved to ho her husband.
"So," Bald the lady, when sho had
finished, "you wero married by tho
English law, nud tho man Is in reality
not your husband. Well, tho only
thing wo can do Is to leave him nlouo
altogether, nnd apply o your friends."
Marjorlo shook her head.
"That is useless, madamo," sho said.
"When my little Iwy had naught but
starvation beforo him I wrote to my
mother In Anmtndnlc, but she did not
Ib that so?"
"Yes, mndame, It Is true."
"It is very strnngo," she said, "but
wo must see whnt can ho done, Mar
jorlo may I call you Marjorlo? In tlio
meantime you must not think of all
theso sad tilings. You must amuso
yourself with Leon and got well quick
ly, and my task will bo tho lighter."
After this interview Miss Dovo visit
ed Marjorlo every day, and sometimes
sat for an hour or ntoro by her hcdsldo;
und when at length the Invalid, who
gained strength every day, was ahlo
to rlso from her bed, bIio lay upon a
couch by tho window, and watched tho
sunshlno creeping Into tho streets.
It was not like Marjorlo to remain
idlo when Micro was so much to ho
dono, and as tho weakness passed away
hot' brain began to work, planning for
tho future. Sho had several schemes
mado when sho spoko of them ono
night to Miss Dovo.
Tito lady listened quietly, then sho
"You would rather remain In Paris,
Marjorlo, than go homo?"
"Madamo, I hnvo no home."
"You huvo Annnndnlo Cnstlo."
8ho shook her head.
"Indeed, It Is not my homo now! I
wroto, and thoro was no answer."
"Hut .suppopo you heard that that
was irll ti nilstako; suppose you Ieurned
that your dear mother was ready to
open hor arniB to reeolvo you, what
would you say then, my child?"
,. Marjorlo did not reply. If tho truth
tunst In- told, her trouhled heart found
llttle comfort In'tlui thought of a meet- .
lug with Miss llelhotitigton.
At last, after long lolloctlon
"I know my mother -she Is
f.toiher Is mt. pood; hut It has all
liecn a fatality since I was hot it, and I '
'.ni hardly realize yet that we are sn )
cloie akin. Ah! If 1 had but known,
niadame! If she had but told mo at
the tltst, I should never hnvo left Scot-
laud, or known so much sot row:
Mls-t Dove sighed In sympathetic ae-
"It Is a sail story," 'she leplled.
"Your niMtber, proud lady as she Is,
ha been a meat sinner: hut she has
been teirlbl.v punished. Suiely, my
child, you do not bene any anger
against her In your heart?"
"None, uiadame; hut she Is so strange
niul proud. 1 am almost afraid of her
'And you have ntbei loving friends,"
jiuluti'Ml the hub nilllng kindly,
"Do j oil remember Mr. Sutherland?"
'.Johnnie SutheilandV" cried Mnr
J. lie. Joyfully. "Who tuld .urn of 111111?"
"Himself. He Is back here In Paris."
Marjorlo uttered a cry of delight.
"You have seen him? You have spok
en to him? Ho knows-- "
"He knows everything, my child; and I
he Is waiting below till 1 give lilin the world will get on a good deal better
signal to come up. Can you bear to see j without him than with him. At any
him?" j rate, a certain part of It will. I know!
Thoro was no need to ask that qucs-, with this I send a paper, that you may
Mon. Marjorio's Hushed cheek and read the otlbial account of the death
sparkling eye hud answered It long be- of your friend, and know that thuro
fore. Miss Dove stole quletl front the l no mistake about it."
room, and almost Immediately reap- 1 Having tlnlslied the letter, Suthor
peaied, followed by Sutherland him- j land turned to tho paper glunced
self. j down Its columns; came upon a mark-
"Marjorle! my poor Marjorle!" he , oil paragtaph, and read as follows In
cried, seizing her hands and almost I the French tongue:
sobbing. I "Caussldlete. holding an olllcer'a
Hut who was this that Marjorle xaw commission under the Committee of
annroachlntr. through the mist of her 1 Public Safety, has been convicted of
own Joyful tears? A htooplng figure,
leaning upon a statf, turning toward
her a haggard fa e, and stretching out
a trembling palsied hand. It was Miss
Hetherliigton, trembling and weeping,
all the hnrsh llucnmcnH softened with
tho yearning of a mother's lose.
"My bairn! my balm!"
"Oh, mother! mother!" cried Mar
jorle; and mother and daughter clung
together, reunited In a passionate em
LA IIEY took her homo
vilij) with her llttlo boy
WiV'rli'vS t0 Anmitidnle, and
ATfelJ. there In the old
0 n s 1 1 e Marjorle
M(3$$&P hcaUh and hor
V?(&&W strength. It
rVftjS was winter still;
?r7fys the landscape was
r r W ... ...
wnite with fallow,
tho trees h 11 11 g
heavily under the icy load, and a blue
mask of ico covered the llowing An
nan from bank to bonk; but to Mar
jorle nil was gladsome and familiar as
sho moved about from scene to scene.
Sho wore black, like a widow, and so
did little Leon; and, indeed, It was a
common report everywhere that her
hushnnd was dead, and Mint sho was
As to Miss Hetherlngton'B secret, all
the world know It now, for tho swift
tongue of scandnl had been busy be
foro Marjorio's return. Heedleiw of the
shame, heedless of all things In tho
world, snvo her Joy In the possession
of her daughter, the grand old lady te
malned In deep seclusion in her lonely
In theso sad, yet happy days, who
could ho gentler than Miss Hetherliig
ton? Tito mask of her prido fell off
forever, and Bhowed a mother's loving
face, sweetened with humility and
heavenly pity. Sho was worn and fee
ble, nnd looked very old; but whenovor
Marjorle was near sho was happiness
Tho fullest measure of her love, how
evor, was reserved for Mnrjorle'a child.
Llttlo Leon had no fear of hor, and
soon, In his pretty broken English,
learned to call her "grandmummn."
"Wo began wl' a bar sinister," said
tho lady ono day, as they sat together;
"but there's no blame and no shame,
Marjorlo, on you nnd yours. Your son
la tho heir of Ammndnlo."
"Oh, mother," cried Marjorlo, sadly,
"how can that bo? I am a mothor, but
"You're wlfo to yon Frenchmnn," an
swered Miss Hethorington; "ay, his
lawful wedded wlfo by tho English and
tho Scottish law. Out thoro In Franco
ho might roject you by tho law of man;
hut hero in Scotland, you're his trtto
wlfo still, though I wish, with all my
hoart, you wore his widow Instead."
"la that bo, mother?"
"Truo as gospel, Marjorlo. It'a wl' mo
the shamo lies, llko tho bright speck of
blood on tho hands of tho thano's wife,
which oven tho perfumes of Araby
couldna cleanse nwa'!"
"Don't talk of that, mothor!" criod
Marjorle, embracing tho old lady. "I
am suro you aro not to blame."
"And you can forglvo mo, my bonny
"I havo nothing to forglvo; you woro
decolved as as I hnvo been. Oh,
mother, men nro wicked! I think thoy
havo evil hearts."
Tho old lady lookod long and fondly
I In her daughter' fate, Mien she sfcld,
with a loving smile.
"I ken otio ninn that luut tlio heart
. of n king ay, of an angel, Murjorlo."
j "Who. mother?"
J "Who hut Johnnie Sutherland? my
blessings on the lad' Hut for lilin, 1
sljiiitttl lime tost my halrn forever, tind I
It wns for IiIh sake. Mnrjiirlo, that 1 (
I wished ye weic a widow Indeed I"
Marjorlo Hushed a deep crimson and
turned her head away. Sutherland'
unswerving deotlon had not failed to
touch her deeply, and she understood
It now In all its passionate depth uud
r.tioiigth; hut she still felt herself un-
"It the shadow of her old sorrow, and
she know that the tie which hound hot-
to Ontissldlero could only he hroken by
nuir true passed on. until tiie iirenry
desolate winter of that terrible, year,
so memorable to Franco and French-
men, set In with till Its lgur
was little Joy for Sutherland. Indeed,
tils trials wete becoming almost more
than he could bear, and ho was wonder
ing whether or not, after all. he should
leave his home and Marjorle. when
there came a niece of news which falr
I) stunned him
It came In the shape of a letter and
a paper from his Pailsdnn artist friend.
Tho letter, after a few picp.irntory
words, ran as follows:
"You may be shucked, but I "isudly
think you will ho sorry to hear of the
' death of your little friend's husband,
, l.eon Cuusslilleto. He disappeared in 11
' uuiM mysterious manner, and Is sup
posed to have been prKutely put to
. d.ith. What ho was. Heaven knows!
but he mixed a good deal in politics,
and Judging from whnt you told mo
about him, I shouldn't be at nil sur
prised to hear that ho was a spy. Woll.
! at any rate, whatever he was ho Is gone
peace bo to his soul, and I fancy
treasonable practices and put to death.
Ho was tried by military tribunal, and
Sutherland put down the paper and
held his hands to his head; be was
like a man dazed. Was ho glad? No,
ho would not allow himself to feel glad
to rejolco In the death of a fellow
creature, even though he was his en
emy. And yet. If Cniissidlero was dead,
Marjorlo was free. Tho very thought
seemed to turn Ills brain. Ho put both
tho letter and tho paper In hla pockot,
and went up to his room. Ho couni not
work, but he sat down among his pict
ures and tried to think.
Whnt must ho do? Go to Marjorle?
No, ho could not do that for alto would
detect the Joy In his faco and voice,
nnd her seusltlvo naturo would recoil
from him, and that ho could not bear.
Ho must not seo her; other lips than
his must tell the news.
He remained all the morning shut
til) In hla mom, but In, tho afternoon
ho loft tho house, and walked slowly
across the Holds toward Annandali
(to nn cosriNCBiM
COAL AND IRON.
Mimvliii; Tlmt (Iron I llrltiilii N
Hiildlnir llur Own.
Statistics show that, whereas Great
nrltnln In 1840 produced 7C per cent ol
the world'B supply of coal, at tho pres
et time It produi a only 31 per cont,
says Naturo. Atlantic liners no longer
carry coal from Oreat Hrltaln for the
return Journey; they now tnko lu
American coal, and 110 less than 1.C00,
000 tons of American coal wero thus
consumed In 1S95. Tho condition of the
iron manufacturing Industries has al
ways exercised a most Important Influ
ence on tho production of coal so that
a large demand for Iron draws with
it a largo demand for mineral fuol. Dur
ing tho last twonty-flvo years the
world's production of pig Iron hns In
creased from 12,000,000 to 2G.000.000
tons; but tho Bhnro taken by
(Jreat Hrltaln has fallen from
18.8 per cent to 20 per cent,
wlillo that of tho United States
has Increased from 11.1 per cent to
2C.2 per cent, that of Gormnny from
11.4 per cent to 21.4 per cent, and that
of Russia from 3 per cent to 4.7 poi
cont. Indeed, Iron Is now being Im
ported from tho United States Into Mill
country, and, Incredible no it may
seem, tho railway station nt Middles
borough, tho center of tho Iron trndo,
la built of Iron brought from Uelglum.
Surely, then, tho author of "Our Coal
Resources at tho Closo of tho Nine
teenth Contury" t hardly right In
thinking that It 'Msh coal and Iron
still hold their -n. Ho argues that
other countries . ' Europo are exhaust
ing their coal ut. dies just as Great
Hrltaln, yet the t.f urea ho gives show
that Germany has In reserve, wUhln a
depth of 3,000 feet, 109,000,000,000 tona
of coal, ns compared with our 81,083,
000,000 tons within a depth of 4,000 feet.
And this estimate does not Include
brown coal, of which Germany ralscj
25,000,000 tona annually.
l'riilmlilii Cliutiio In tho Kiibliar Imluitry
Hitherto rubber ban usually hemi sc
cured by tho wasteful method of cut
ting flown tho trees. Tho recent dis
covery that tho leaves furnish a purer
nnd more copious supply of gum than
tho trees, prdmlsos to produco a great
cnango In that Industry.
TIIK PHANTOM THA1N.
(H Mis M ir R. V ll-ilch.)
I v 1.1 111 ill. f ll lP
mil.. m, ,4,
j. . l 111 till (ill Vffc
ii, sept. HO, Mint
11 pait of live, In
cluding m y r 0 I f,
stnrliil on 11 dip to
Di.wllle Notch, n
wild and nmtnntlo
pass situated soma
lifty miles ninth ol
the While Mount
a I n 11. C I re 11 111
Fliinces pi evented
our setting foith at the pioposed hour,
to It wns nightfall ere we passed
through Cidebtook; Indeed, lamps weic
lit In many of the stores nnd dwellings
Fpon Inquiry we learned that we wete
tlll ten tulles from the Notch. We de
cided, howcer. to go forward al
though our hor-en were tlted and did
.'.ol pull well together, being both oft
horses which had never before been
ill 1 veil side b side.
The twinkling light gtcw less fre
quent and tin. illy dlsappeaicd altogeth
er, which rd ii to conjecture that we
were now hi the Dlwllle icglon. The
stais came out and the union gave a
1 it 1 11 1 light, but this oul served to make
111010 tippaieut the gloom of the Im
penetrable forests and iock cliffs, and
as wo obseied all this, we icgiettcil
that we had not rcfalneil at Colebrouk
until morning, for the mad If not ac
tually daiigenius. was dreary enough.
We seemed as much out of the world,
or .H least from the abodes of man, as
though we had beeu tia cling days In
stead of hours. The ci. of a loon, or
Mime other bird of night, occasionally
broke over the silence which settled
over us; for the gentlemen were too
much engaged In their efforts to keep
Mm horses In the nartow path to In
dulge lu nn hut laconic remarks, and
Miss Ahleu mid 1, with tightly clasped
hands, sat rigid and still, waiting for
the carriage to be overturned or hurled
downwards Into the far-i caching dark
ness. "Aren't you afraid?" exclaimed Miss
"No, 1 feel as safe as though I were
in my mother's lap," returned Charlie,
hut Immediately before the laugh sub
sided he diew the horses up suddenly.
Mr. Acklcy got down and discovered
that ho had narrowly escaped being
thrown down a precipice.
"Shall we go on?" I asked anxious
ly. "We can't turn around, and 1 sup
pose we must," returned Charlie.
The gloom luet eased, the darkness
thickened. Trees grow thick 011 either
shin of the road, the curtains of our
carriage were down, and Miss Alden
nnd myself were thus enveloped In to-
tal darkness. As for my little boy, ho
had fallen asleep.
Suddenly we heard the shrill wblslle
A TRAIN TEARING ALONQ.
of a locomotive and tho thunder of a
train broke the Mlcttce. Our horses
qulveicd with fright so that their har
ness shook, and they began plunging
and rearing. Heading forwnrd to peer
out, we i-aw, high up on tho crags, tho
lights of a passing train. Another
whistle, a rumble, nud It bad van
ished. "Heavens!" exclaimed Charlie, "wo
have seen the phantom train."
"Phantom train!" repeated Miss Al
den, "I seo nothing remarkable about
"Nothing remarkable when thoro Is
not a rallrond track within twenty
miles of hero! That train," said Char
lie, "If it did not llont lu the air, ran
over the points of stones bristling sev
eral feet apart, and at nn altitude that
8iirveyots havo thus far not lnterfeied
"Is this truo?" I asked.
"It Is Indeed," ho replied. "I hnvo
heard of this phantom train, but never
believed In Its cxlstcuco until now. It
only appears ono night In a year, and I
suppose, luckily or unluckily, wo havo
chanced upon that night."
I Absurd 11 s tho story has always tip-
I jiearcd to me, I did not, In tho un
canny darkness which surrounded us,
find It too strange for belief. Indeed,
had wo not aeon with our own eyes,
the phantom train?
I "Shall I tell you the story ns 1 heard
It?" asked Mr. Ackloy.
j "O, no, not until we nro out of this
glcom," said I.
j "If we ever are," snld Miss Alden.
I Wo went on, past ono or two lum
bering camps, untenanted and solitary,
and Just as wo began to feel hopolessly
ihut In by dangers, seen and unseen,
wo enteied u cleared spaco, and In a
moment drew roin nt a largo, pleasant,
well-lighted hotel, tho Dlx house.
Tho cluingo was wonderful. Out of
tho dreadful dnrkueps Into the cheerful
houso and tho pleasant parlor where
quite n number of guesta, remnants of
tho Btimmer visitors, wero Bitting cozlly
, "Seo it? Yes, I seo it overy 20th of
aeptembcr for years till tho landlord
I took to having mo hero to tell tho
story of blo company," broke from ono
corner of the loom, and then wo oh
scrwil 11 tall, weather-beaten old man
who looked strangely out of place In
the midst of the gioup of well-dtessed
"Ilceklah WHiti'i."," miIiI one gentle
man, rising uud placing chairs for Miss
Alden and nistif. "was abotil to tell
of the Phantom Train which Is popu
larly supposed to appear eveiy 20th
"Let us not Inlet nipt his recital,"
,ild Mr. Acklcy an we all exchanged
'You m i', ' said the old 111:111, "I was
hostler down to Culms, and 1 wns a
tendlii' to my duties, when Into the
stable comes 11 young man, genteel hut
sorter dlsilpaled lookln', nud with
sotucthln' lu his eye that I didn't tike
the looks of,
" 'They tell me at the house that I
can't get to Dlwllle tonight, but I'll go
if the devil will help me. nud I believe
" 'The. say he helps IiIh own,' says
I, politely, lint he didn't seem to mind
what I Mild.
"'You see,' saya he, 'there's a young
lady with me. tin her mother Is very
s!ck. If we can get thioitgh the Notch
ti night maybe she will see her mother
befiue she dies. We'e w to go an' we
"'Hut there nln'l i.n train tind Iheie
ain't no team that i.nes thW Mute er
night,' says I. iiitil I turned round to
caul one er the hossci. and when I look
ed 'round he wn'n't there. I was sur
prised, because you see. the stable doors
opened uud shut terrible bard tind
squeaked on their hinges.
"Well, he was gone. Vanished like.
I went up to the Iioiim nn the took an'
the chamber uiiild was a talklu' about
a huly In tho parlor.
" 'She's handsome as a drawn pic
ture,' says Maty, 'and her feller In
handsome, too. They're a iiinaway
couple, I b'hne.'
"'Handsome!' said the cook, 'He's
too wicked lookln' to he hnndsomo!'
"'I wish I could see her,' sii.vh I; for
you see I pitied the girl If she was go
ing to run off with that man,
"'Well, come with me,' says Mary.
'1 guess .ou can get a look nt her, for
I mil Jest a goln' to ask If she wants
"I followed Mary as fur as the par
lor door, hut In a minute sho comes out
lookln' Kcnred. 'She nln'l there,' sns
"Wall, ladles and gentlemen, no one
ever sot eyes on them nfter that, but
strange sights and strange sounds wns
henrd Mutt night by moic'ii one. MI03
lllgglns, the milliner, was wnkud tr
a noise llko a train passln' her win
der, and Dick Henderson was run over
by a train and had his leg luoko. There
wn'n't no track, mind you, whero they
found him, and a good many folks said
Dick wns too drunk to know what hurt
"Hut old Mr. Fellows Is the sobetest
man you ever snw, and he heard 11 train
a tootln' add bellerln' that night, llko
all possessed. I heercd him tell on't
down to tho store. He thought the day
ofJui!gment had come. And the Wld
der Storm, a mother In Israel, If there
ever was one, tmys she wna a cumin
from a sick neighbor's nnd snw right
before her an Inglne, but sho didn't see
110 one else till the car passed her, and
then, Hltt In by the winder that wns
all III up, she saw a beautiful young
lady and she was a cryln'.
"Sho felt so sorry for her, the Wld
der Stoim did, Mint she says she never
thought of thete belli' no track for the
car till she got homo und then sho said
alio shook like a leaf, and nbo remem
bered that the smoke had a dreadful
"Just n year from that night I hap
pened to be camped out fn Dlxvllle
woods, and long towurds midnight, I
saw passln' high up 011 tho peakld
rocks a train tcaiin' along nt a ter
rlblo rate. It was all (11 up, hut there
wa'n't only tho litglno and one car.
"I'was too fur off to see Inter the win
dows, but I know It wns the snmo train.
That feller was a tendlii' of the Inglne,
nnd the pretty girl wns cryln Inside.
I was Bine on't, fur when n man calls
on the devil ns ho did, he's suro to git
help, and lio's pretty suro to git moro'n
he wants on't.
"Wall, tho next year mo and Jim
Gallghcr thought we'd git Higher, If wo
could, an' so wo set out to climb tho
rocks, 'long In tho afternoon, but suro's
your born, wo never got no lflgher,
though we ellm' an' ell in'. When night
came, wo wns In n different place, but
no hlghor. Hy an' by tho train enmo
tcarln' along. It looked wickeder this
time. Tho Inglne scorned possessed, nn
belched an blowed nn' quivered, nud
throwd fire, nnd this time I could Just
mako out tho flggor of a man wnlkln'
on tho car. I looked 'round nt Jim an'
he laid on tho ground rolllti' nn' twist
In' aa though ho waa In a (It. I shook
him pretty rough nn' ho set up and
""Wall, Ki,' snys ho, 'I nover believ
ed 110111111 beforo that you over seo It,
but Mini's a phantom train, sure 'nough.
Where's It goln' to?'
"Surn'a tho world. I never thought of
that, but Jim's n rendln' feller, you
see. At tho rnto Mint trnln traveled It
could go round tho world pretty quick,
or down to Chltiy, and 'round t'other
way, for It don't need no mils, you seo.
Hut who wns the feller an' who wnB tho
girl, an wns It n Ho about her sick
mother? I'vo flggored on It pretty
stlddy, hut I don't git no Higher tho
"W'nll, two or thrco years after a
tall, melancholy man cotno to tho Pho
nix to Inquire nfter hla daughter; said
he'd tracked her so fur; anld ho sup
posed she'd gono off with a stranger to
him. Hla daughter got acqttnliited with
him somewhere to school. CottrBo no
ono could tell anything about hor, nnd
Micro wa'n't no ono could bear to toll
him tho turrlhlo stories goln' 'bout tho
phantom train, bo hn wont bnck to
Every animal Adam named was a
new word added to his dictionary.
Mnt InlrrttttliiK l'lri In tlif Wlint
Ill the bewihletlng nuiKo of the
lliltlsli museum, where iiicy miles of
shelves and cases aie tilled with world'a
ttrnsiircH. ti,,.,.,. ,, ((, ,., tnat
attiactH 11 gi niter number o( vlsltora
tliuti uny other. sas l.lpplncutt's. Tho
ciowds thai throng about the cases In
this mom an. tiuupoeil of prisons of
ciriotisly dlvnw cbunicierlsthh. It la
a center of luleieit for schobir ind
literary people, and yet seciim t,s at
tractive to the least leatned of thu vht
Itors. This Is the loom which contnltiH
theilepaitineiit of autographs and inaii
nscrlpts, uud the tieasuies within It
are perhaps the most humanly Interest
ing In the whole museum. Hcte aro
all manlier of writings by the hands of
tho world's greut men of many ages
and countries. There ure personal bt
teis of kings und popes, queens, minis
ters und courtiers, whose names In his
tory, lu story nud In song seem not to
stand for teal men nud women, but
rather for legeiulaiy bolnga; uud thesit
letters levcul In some homely phrasu
or bit of simple rentimetit a touch of
hiimnii nature which seems to mako
them mine uklu to those who curiously
scan the documents to-day. Hero ono
tuny come, as It Kccnitt, to actual ac
quaintance with the most notable oC
the chin actern lu Shakespeare's histor
ical drumus, uud get 11 new reading, In
tho quaint original, of passages In bin
works. Hero are charters and stnto
papers Mint tell volumes of history li
a few Hues ; letters of the great relig
ious refoimers, of statesmen, generals,
poets und composers. These uutogruplr
documents, many of them letters from
husband to wife or lover to sweetheart,
show famous personages lu a vory dlf
feieut light from that lu which they am,
commonly seen lu tho pages of uh
THE HOLY ALLIANCE.
AliuiiMlrr if Ituimlii it Mull nf ItntlKlniii
The Emperor Alexander of Rttssl.t
was a man of a mystical, It may bo
k;i Id u superstitious, habit of mind,
deeply Impressed with the dlvlno right
of kings, uud, It must bo added, with
11 corresponding conviction of tho obli
gation to govern according to what hn
regarded as Christian principles, saya
the Nineteenth Century. Ho proposed,
Jicreforo, that the sovereigns lu con
gress should enter Into a holy ulllnucc,
In which each pledged himself person
ally to 1 tile according to Mm Christian
standard, and to come to the usslstnnco
of any other In the ensn of domcstlo
as well ns International difficulty.
Lord Cnstloiongh, as the rcpresentatlvo
of Mils country, demurred to a pledgo
which his sovereign could not under
take Independently of parliament. Hut
he desired to avoid all possibility of
disagreement with the other powers,
and especially not to offend the suscep
tibilities of a personage who had boon
so Inllueuttal lu overcoming the com
mon enemy; and after correspondence
with Lord Liverpool nt homo, the
prince regent wrote a friendly letter
expressing his personal interest nnd
sympathy with tho alms of the other
sovereigns, while refraining on tho
ground of constitutional necessity from
entering, on his own part, Into any
obligations such as wero proposed.
Tho other powers had no such hesita
tion. They undertook the sucrcd duty
of crushing trouble at tho beginning by
lending their forces to put down any
movement, whether strictly domestic
or not, which threatened to Interfere
with nn established organization. The
general outcome of tho settlement was
a series of guarnntoes against interna
tional aggression, supplemented hy the
special obligations of the members of
tho holy tilllniico to suppress InlcrnuJ
A lilt .lull.
Herr Schttltzo of the Flerlln Academy
nf Sciences has taken upon himself the
task of preparing a work describing all
animals thai exist now or have existed
within historic times. Tho Academy
allows him $7,000 to cover tho expenses
of his undertaking.
From Port Tampa, Fin., thoro wei
shipped lu August 11,400 tona of phos
A bicyclist scorching down a Rath
(Me.) Btrect with a baby carrlago at
tached, attracted considerable atten
tion tho other dny,
A Russian thlstlo nlno feet lu cir
cumference was recently found grow
ing by tho waysldo In the Santa Fo
valley, Now Mexico.
"It seems tho courts find no flaw In
Hllk's will." "You don't say so! Why,
I supposed nilks to be richer than
Mint." Detroit Journal.
Fuddy You consider Harrlman a
funny fellow? Dmhly Tho wittiest
man I evor know. He can keep a
company of Englishmen In a brown
study an entlto evening. Hoston Tran
script. "Golf arm" Is tho latest discovery of
physicians In the way of physical rail
mont. It results, of courso, from too
arduous nud too steady Indulgence In
tho royal and ancient gnmo of tho
Tho Arabian and African Hodoulna,
when Bufierlng tho pangs of hunger
and having nothing wherewith to sat
isfy tho cravings of appetlto, draw
their belts tightly to compress tho
stomnch, nnd thus suffer leas gastro
Hitherto rubber bn3 usually been so
cured by tho wasteful mothod of cut
ting down tho treos. Tho recent dis
covery that tho leaves furnish n purer
and moro copious supply of gum than
tho trees promises to produco a groat
chango In th.t Industry.
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