SHE
Shadowed by tho lilao treo ,
Near the garden fence ,
Stands iny neighbor , Bosie Leo ,
Charm of innocence !
Sweeter than the fragrant flowor
With the dew-drop laden ,
Fairer than tho morning hoar ,
Is tho triiiBomo maiden !
From tho maple's top-most limb ,
With tho flush of day ,
Como tho redbreast's matin hymn ,
Sweetest roundelay !
Yet tho song tbe maiden sings ,
Tuneful , soft and lowly ,
To ono heart a rapture brings ,
12'en moro pure and holy.
Happier thought than lips cau spexk
jBeama in her blue eye ;
Joy lights up her glowing cheek
Her bethrothod is nigh !
Heedless of the lilac's bloom ,
Or the morning's glory ,
All that in her heart finds room
Is love's Eweot , old story !
Nathan Uphaxa
A
If "DMA ISABELLA. "
Ifr
r I Elizabeth H. Bohaa in Chicago Tribune.
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We had been married four , weeks ,
Louis and I , and had just returned from
our eastern trip to the cozy little borne
waiting for us. I was a teacber ; Louis
i
c bookkeeper. All our savings were in
bank and were tbe nucleus around which
SOT dollars were to cling until there was
enough to buy us a home. I was strong
and well and was going to do my own
work. "Why , I just laughed at the idea
of having a servant. "What work was
there to do , " I said , "in a house all newly
I furnished and with only Louis and mo
in it ? "
"Have you everything you want ,
love ? " asked Louis the first day after
f our housekeeping.
"Why , yes , I think so ; let me see
"bread , butter , meat , vegetables , sugar ,
tea , coffee but there ! we havo no milk.
"Where shall I get milk , Louis ? "
'Tin sure I don't quite know , dear ;
milkmen go about the streets ; I've seen
them with their tin cans hundreds of
tunes. I wonder who that nice looking
Jittle woman next door gets her's
from. "
"Don't you think Pd better run over
and ask her ? "
"I don't know that it's just the thing ,
pet ; you see , she hasn't called on you ,
and "
"Called ! why , how could she when
we only got back last night ? I'm sure
ihere could be nothing wrong in my
going to her door and ask her to be so
land as to tell her milk man to bring
nsinilk , too. "
"No , of course there couldn't , " said
Louis , so he waited while I ran over.
"A little girl brings her milk , and she
says they are clean people , so I asked
ler to send to us also. She seems to
le a nice little woman , " said I when I
returned.
"Well , now you are all right ; I'll be
off , " and Louis kissed me and went
down to the store.
O , that first dinner ! You see I knew
rery little a'bout cooking , and cooked
three times too much , and it was not
done nicely either , but Louis only
laughed and said : "What could be ex
pected of a school teacher ? " and that
lie "was sure in a month's time I would
be the best cook in that street , " and that
it was "the best dinner he had ever eat
en anyway , because the 'best little wife
in the world cooked it. " Then I laughed
and we were just as jolly as could be.
Just as we had finished there was n
timid knock at the kitchen door and the
little girl with milk entered.
"Come right into the dining room. "
I said , "I want to give you some cake.
Have vou little sisters and brothers ? "
" ' "
"Yes'm.
' ' ' Well , take this cake to them , " I said ,
filling her pail. "Now what is your
name ? "
"Donieisabelle. "
' " "
"What ?
"Donieisabelle. "
"Good heavens , Louis ! Can she
mean Don-na Isabella ? "
"Yes'm , " said the child with a pleased
smile.
ife There was a dreadful pause. Louis'
eyes were wider open than I had ever
seen them before. He did look so ridicu
lous.
"O ha yes there yon may go
aow. "Good night , " I stammered. The
door closed alter her , and then I re
lieved myself. I laughed until the tears
rolled down my face , and Louis took mo
en his lap and Ve both laughed.
Ah me , what a little thing it takes to
make young , happy people laugh. It
seems to me as I look back that Louis
and I were laughing nearly all the time
in those days.
"You did not tell Her Majesty to
leep on bringing us milk , " said Louis
at last.
"I was too overcome , but one of her
Tank will surely know enough without
"being told , " I returned. And she did.
The next evening as we were at dinner
the little , timid knock sounded , and in
walked Donna Isabella and a little
brother no less doleful looking than
herself ; both pale thin and red haired.
"What is his name ? " lasked , indicat
ing the boy.
"Prince Albert , " she answered qniet-
v
"ATi ? and what are the others
named 2"
"There's Yictory , an' Marylouise , an'
Lizabeth , an' Yongerry , an' Josephine ,
an' George-third , an an' "
"Henry the Eight , " I suggested.
"No'm , but maybe the baby'l be he.
Tisn't named yet. "
" G ood Lord , deliver us , " I cried , look
ing at Louis for the first time.
"The group would be more artistic ,
ear , with Henry the Eight. It's pretty
/hard / on Maria Louisa and Josephine to
f 1 > 3 compelled to live in the same house ,
Napoleon is absent , you'll observe ,
so if we let Henry the Eight appear he
will , no doubt , appropriate them both ,
so unless Napoleon should make his ap
pearance in some future time and we
must hope that this catastrophe "
"Prince Albert , do you like apples ? "
"Yus , I do. "
"Of course you do , take these ; there
now , I would like to see tho rest of the
royal that is , bring one of the others
to-morrow. Let me see , Elizabeth ; I
always thought I should like to see
Elizabeth. What a pity Baleigh or
Leicester can't come with her. Good
night , don't forget to bring Elizabeth ,
after that we may arrange an audience
with "Victoria , and well , I don't know
about George the Third. I'm afraid he
is not very presentable , but "
"O , ho can't walk yet ! " exclaimed
Donna Isabella.
I could not begin to relate all the
sport we had about that family. We
had them all , one after another , except
ing George the Third , who could not
walk , and the baby. There was no end
to the harmless jokes wo perpe
trated upon them , there was no end to
the laughter their ridiculous names ex
cited in us ; as I said before , it took so
little in those days to make us laugh.
We Joved each other so well , Louis had
a nice salary , and I was released from
duties which had become tiresome to
me. There was absolutely no cloud up
on our lives , no shadow even of a skele
ton in our closet.
O , how very , very happy we were !
How wonderfully beautiful was life !
1 How unrealized were Borrow and care ,
and then as the summer wore on there
came to me a new joy , a wonderful
mystery , and 1 saw in Louis's eyes a
deep reverence that I had not seen be
fore , and his tones were more tender
and we prayed together oftner and our
joy was of a quieter kind. I thought
then that I had only imperfectly un
derstood what happinessvas before.
A great wish sprung up in my heart
then to do something for God's sake.
"He has done so much for me , love ,
I must do something for Him , " I said
to Louis.
"What better can a woman do for
God than to become a goocl mother ? "
asked Louis , with a shower of kisses.
"Yes , I know , dear , but my heart goes
out so to all mothers now , and more
than all to the poor wretched ones with
brutal husbands the ones who are ill-
treated , who have to be overworked and
poorly fed and clothed ; and to the hope
less ones , the ones who have to look for
ward to the time when the vices of the
fathers will appear in the children. "O ,
I wish I could do something for these ,
if its ever so little. " i
"I don't know of any one you could
do anything for" said Louis reflectively.
"I've never been in the parts of the city
where the very poor dwell , but I will
go ; I will find some one for you to aid ,
my darling. "
"O , how good you are , Louis ; how I
wish every woman had aa good a hus
band as I have" but I won't tell any
more of our foolishness.
That day , as the time drew near when
Donna Isabella , was to bring the milk ,
the thought suddenly came to me that
perhaps I could do something for
them. That they were very poor I
knew , for I had seen many evidences of
it about the children. That there was
some reason why Donna disliked to
mention her father I had seen also.
So I resolved to go back with her that
night and discover a way to help them.
When Louis came the dinner was on
the table a full half hour before the
usual time.
"I'm goingliome with Donna Isabella ,
love. I'm going to help them if I can.
We should always do what is just at
hand to do , I think. "
So we hurried our dinner and Louis
wiped the dishes for me. Yes , be-real
ly did ! He often wiped the dishes in
those days , and we had such good times.
I used to think it just the nicest thing
in the Avorld to have Louis in the kitchen
helping me. He used to look so comical
with one of my large working aprons
on , standing bent forward so as not to
let the towel touch his vest he was
very neat in his dress. I remember
j
once we had been talking such nonsense
and laughing so much that I did not
observe that my pan was very near the
edge of the table. All at once down it
came , and all the water ran over my 1
nice clean floor. You should have seen
Louis jump. I laughed until I had a
pain in my side : then I cried hysterical-
ly. Then Louis got frightened and 1
started for a doctor , with the apron still i
on. I screamed for him to come back ,
and he came. I pointed to his apron ,
and then fell to laughing again. He
took me in his arms and begged me
stop , but I could not. I laughed and <
cried until I had not strength enough i
left to raise my head. Louis was as I s
pale as death. He told me afterwards J
he thought I had gone mad. It was 1
his first experience with hysterics. 1
But , O yes ! I was telling about go- <
ing home with Donna Isabella. I went 1
home with her , and found , O ! such a 1
home of misery. There was actually <
not one comfort there. The mother i
had a terribly worn , hopeless look on
her face. There were nine children , i
with not clothing enough for four on i
them all. There were two rooms , and
just inside the second lay the father in j
a drunken sleep. <
There was a pile of yellow-covered
books on the shelf. I picked up one ]
"The Primrose Princess of the Pathless i
Prairie. " Another "The Imprisoned ' <
Earl and His Faithless Bride. " Anoth-
er "Lord Monnttower's Haunted Cas
tle. "
"Youread these ? " ! asked the wom
an.
an."O
"O , yes , " she answered , brightening
up , "that is , I don't know how to read ,
jut Donie and Prince Albe'rt read 'em
; o me. He indicating the drunken
sleeper didn't want 'em to go to school ,
) ut I made him b'lve they could earn
more money bymby ef they went to
school sum fust , and Donie she ken
read all them books just splendid. He
' ' ' ther stations
says I've made 'cm 'bove
; ivin ? on 'em good names an' sendin'
em to school. "
My soul fainted within me as I an
swered :
"It is right to send them to school ,
jut yon won't have to spend any more
money for books ; books you will like , I
am sure. I will send them by Donna if
t > * * # - * "
you'll let me , and she can read them to
you. "
"Yes , I had to take the money I got
fer the milk , that is some ov it , fer
these. I thought ef he spent so much
fer drink , it wouldn't do no hurt fer me
to get books ter eddicate the children ,
though thev need cloes bad , too.
Prince Albert's pants are patched all
over , and George the Third has only
one dress , 'n I wash it nights when he's
asleep , 'n Henry the Eighth has'nt
nothing to wear , "
"Who ? " I asked , my hair almost
standing on end.
"Henry the Eighth. Donie , she said
you thought ono nv 'em ought to be
named Henry the Eighth , so I named
baby that. " :
What could I say ? It was too awful.
"I think , " I at last faltered , "that
Henry is a nice name , butl would leave
off the rest of it. T must scy I don't
like the rest of it. "
"Don't you ? Well , I'll leave it off
then , though Henry's rather plain
alone. "
"I like it for that , " I said , "and if
"you'll callhim so I'll send him a pretty
dress for a present. "
When I started home my heart sank
within me and tears would come. I
had never been in such a place before ,
and the dark cloud of ignorance and
the darker cloud of intemperance that
brooded over that home seemed so very ,
very pitiful to me. The next day I
sent them the books pure , good , useful
books and a lot of bright calico for
dresses for the children , and I felt that I
was doing a little , for God's sake.
"Why did I not clo it long ago ? " I
asked , sorrowfully , but Louis said ,
"Never mind that , love ; only let us re
solve never to forget again. "
A few weeks more passed away , when
one afternoon my next door neighbor
came rushing in in great excitement.
"Do you know ? " she cried , "that that
family the royal family , as you call
them have had scarlet fever in their
house for a week , and that Donie has
been bringing us milk just the same ? "
"Oh , " I said , "it can't be possible ,
can it ? "
"It is possible. It is true. One can
never tell what such people will do.
Have yon ever had it ? "
"No"I said , and I felt myself grow
ing faint and cold.
"You poor little tiling. " she said ,
compassionately , ' 'and there are three
little ones too. "
There was a ring at the door. "If it's
Louis , " I said , "don't say a word just
yet. "
It was Louis , and he looked ill.
"Darling , I've just received a telegram.
Brother Sam is dying. I must go to
him. Throw a few things into my
valise. There's a dear wife. "
I did so meclmnically , and he em
braced me and was gone.
"I did not tell him , " I said , as I re
turned to the dining room. "His broth
er is dying , and he has gone to him.
One thing at a time is enough. "
"Come over and stay with me to-night.
You cannot stay here alone. "
"Yes I will go"Ieaid. Just then
Donie's knoc-k sounded on the kitchen
door. My neighbor flew to open it , and
E could hear thebitter torrent of words
she poured forth.
"Never ahow your face here again ,
you awful creature. How could you
right from a pest-house into our homes ,
bringing disease with you ? Go off , and
never come again ? "
I felt badly for the poor child. "It is
this awful ignorance. " I saidbut I felt
badly for myself , to a , and for Louis.
Ihen I locked up the house and went
sver with her. The next day I came
back and staid at home all day. To-
svardb night two men came to the house
md asked for Louis. I told them that
lie had gone home to his brother , who
ivas dying.
"When is he coming back , madam ? "
isked ono of the men sharply.
"I don't know. He did not tell me.
[ don't suppose he knew , " I answered.
"Of course he didn't ! " said the other ,
neeringly. "They never know , do
; hey ? "
"If you will leave me your address I
ivill send word to correspond with you ,
! f your business is important , " I said ,
frith all the dignity I could assume.
"Most likely you would. " And they
joth laughed and walked away. I sat
lown , trembling violently. Something
Ireadful was going to happen I felt
sure. O , if Louis was only at home , I
; hought. But when he does come , I
nnst tell him I am going to have the
icarlet fever. I felt it coming on , I
vas sure , and perhaps his brother
should be dead , and then perhaps I
vould die , and then like a good angel
me of Fenelon's splendid sentences came
nto my mind : "I will not have
icarlet fever. Louis's brother will
lot die. These men were only rude ,
hey meant nothing wrong. Louis will
30 at home to-morrow most likely , and
sverythinng will be allright. " I felt a
ittle better then and my courago came
jack , and , locking up the house , I went
> ver to spend another night at my
leighbor's.
The next morning Louis came back ,
md he looked so cheerful. Sam was
lot even sick , he said.
"Some one must have been playing a
oke on me , though a cruel and foolish
me. "
Then I told him of my fears of scar-
et-fever , and he took me in his arms
md told me not to be afraid ; that he
ipuld not believe it until he had inves-
igated it himself ; that he would go then
md be back in half an hour and tell all
ibout it. He took his hat , and was just
; oingout of the door when the same two
nen stepped in and seized him by both
irms.
"You are my prisoner , " said ono of
hem.
"Yo r prisoner , " exclaimed Louis.
'This is another mistake. What am I
irrested for , pray ? "
"O , say , now , that dodge won.twork ;
rou-had better come along quietlv. "
"So I will , " said Louis calmly. "Take
rour hands off and I will walk along
paietly. " Then to me : "I will bo back
iresently , love. For my sujte be calm ,
it is all a mistake , and it will be all
right soon. " So they went out.
My brain whirled ; I could scarcely
; hink ; but in a moment a desire to go
; o the store where Louis was employed
.ook possession of mo. I was soon on
my way , filled with a fiery indignation
against some one , I knew not whom.
I asked to see Louis * employer , and he
received me in his private office.
"My husband has just been arrested , "
I said. "Can yon tell me what for ? "
"Be calm , madam , he may be wrong
ly suspected ; but as things stand now
it looks as though he is guilty of of
appropriating a large amount of our
funds. "
I sank npon a chair ; my Louis , the
best man the sun ever shone upon ,
guilty of stealing ! Tho world was
elipping away from me , it seemed. The
man in compassion handed me a glass
of water , reiterating that it might turn
out all right after all.
"rihank you for telling me , " I sai3 ,
"but it is to come out all right , for the
best man that lives is not more inno
cent than he is. Can you tell me \ here
they have taken him ? "
He told me , and I went there and
found my Louis again. I staid with
him as long as they would let me , and
then went homo , My friend next door
came and begged me to spend the
night with her , but I would not , so she
staid with me. I am sure thr.t was
the most dreadful night I ever spent.
iNo sleep come to mo. My Louis was
jin prison. These awful words rang
through by brain continually. The
"clock " striking the hour struck out Eho
words , "Louis is in prison ! " The
'trains ' coming in shrieked it out on the
[ chill night air and told the world my
Louis was in prison. Even the little
cricket in the wainscoting piped out all
might long , "Louis is in prison. "
! I went to Louis in the morning. My
( kind neighbor and other friends went
'his ' bail , and he returned with me. I
, could keep up no longer , then , and
jLouis tended me. Ho never left my
( side , and there was no smallest atten-
.tion that could be paid to me that he
omitted. He petted me like a child ,
but I kept my bed for several days , so
great had been the shock. Then grad-
jually the horror of that night wore
, away , and I went about the house again
.as usual.
, If Louis felt troubled he concealed
it from me , and he spoke so confident
ly of everything coming out right at
the trial that at last I believe J it would ,
'too. We had not many weeks to wait
for the trial. Then again my lovo WAS
Iprisoner at the bar.
\ As I listened to the array of evidence
against him my heart grew sick with
.fear. I wondered how I could havo
been so hopeful ; I wondered how ho
could have borne up as he did through
'all those weeks. His attorneys did all
they could for him , but the attorneys
for the prosecution drew closer and
closer about him a chain of circum
stantial evidence that I felt it would be
almost impossible to break.
It was almost over. The counsel for
the defense had finished his eloquent
appeal. The counsel for the prosecu
tion had made it appear quite plainly
that Louia was guilty. It only remained
for the judge to charge the jury , and
then then the fearful sentence.
' So this was life. O , how long ago
seemed to me the time when Louis and I
laughed so joyously at every little thing.
It was not two months ago , but it seemed
years , ages.
It was very still as the judge arose
and he did not speak just at first. In
that pause a slight disturbance at the
door was distinctly heard. Then a
woman and a little girl came timidly
up to me. It was Donna and her moth
er. The mother whispered to me , and
1 in turn told our counsel what she said.
Then he arose.
"Your honor , we have a new witness.
This little girl claims she knows who the
real culprit is , and I beseech you to let
her be examined. " Her objections
were interposed by the counsel for the
prosecution , which were promptly over
ruled by the court , and Donna was placed
( npon the stand.
"Yon won't let him go to jail ? " she
said , appealing to the judge. "He
didn't do it. I know who did it , but
I've been sick , awful sick , but we
didn't have the scarlet fever either. I
didn't know nothing about it till
now , but I knew all about it weeks ago.
I knew all about it the night ib was done.
That is the man who did it" pointing
to the junior partner of the firm , who
laughed scornfully , but whose face later
on as her story progressed became livid
with terror.
An angel from heaven could not have
looked more glorious to mo at that mo
ment than that pale , hollow-eyed red-
haired child.
Then she told it all in her quaint , il
literate way how she was passing the
store the night she had been spurned
from our door , and by the light of the
lamp she saw her father approaching in
a drunken frenzy. Afraid of a blow if
he should recognize her , she slipped
into the dark alley and crouched down
in the shade of a large packing-box un -
til he should have passed by. She had
been there but a minute when two men
came swiftly up the alley and stopped
so near her she could have touched
them. They were the junior partner
and his accomplice , one of the clerks.
' "This is what he said , " she went on ,
taking a slip of dirty paper from her
pocket. He whispered , but I heard
him , and I writ it ail down. It's al
most like what the prince said in' tho
Primrose Princess of the
"Never mind about the princess ,
child , but let us hear what this man said ,
said our attorney. Ho she repeated :
" 'Kemember the quarrel to-morrow ,
and don't overdo your part. I'll dis
miss you ; then you take tho first train
for Dakota and buy up those lands I
told you of , and as soon as 1 can find
an excuse I'll sell out and join you. I've
fixed the telegram right. " '
The junior partner was arrested , the
clerk was traced out west and confessed
the crime and justice was meted out to
them. My Louis was a free man. He
was offered a partnership in the store ,
and not many years after became solo
proprietor.
My poor baby camo a few weeks
after the trial , but God took her back
immediately to Heaven. Our hearts
were full of sorrow , but we felt that it
would be wrong to mourn long , so we
tried to bear it bravely.
And Donna ? You saw that tall , fair
girl who passed through the room just
before I began to relate this story the
girl with the glorious hair hair whicK
looks as if it had caught and kept
prisoner the sunshine and great dark
blue eyes eyes like violets that have
grown hi the shade that was Donna.
She has been our daughter ever since
the trial , and no daughter in the whole
city is more beloved.
BEOADWAT.
An Afternoon Sketch of tho Great Thor
oughfare of How Tcrt.
A gossipy writer in the New York
Citizen says : I havo stood on the Corao
of Borne , the Strada Toledo of Naples ,
the Prado of Yienna , the Linden of
Berlin ; I have wandered through the
bazaars of Constantinople and of Smyra ;
I have looked down upon tho motley
group of Russian .soldiers and Polish
peddlers in the streets of Moscow ; I
have stood at heat of day amid the
throng of London bridge , and watched
the tides of men ebb and flow along tho
Boulevard des Italiens and Boulevard
Montmartre of Paris , but in no city
havo I seen so strong a mixture of races
as in Broadway at noon. The great
annual fairs of Saxony , of Russia , and
of France Leipsic , Novgorod , and
Beancaire , and tho motley quays of
Gibraltar , Marseilles , Alexandria and
Genoa come nearest to New York in
the strange picturesqueness and variety
of their crowd. In those great fairs
you see once or twice n year a huge
commingliug of those dreamy eastern
races .who hang around the gates
that separate Europe from Asia ,
and along tho beautiful shores
of tho Adriatic , where tho ocean
seems to havo sent its worn waves to
seek , like so many other wasted spirits ,
a soft and sunny grave , are to bo seen
lounging on every quay sailors of every
zone and clime and race. But over
these pictures there hangs a lazy , indo
lent cloud , and they are to bo seen but
periodically. Tho scene of Broadway
is e.qually varied , over constant ana
more brisk. There goes a Yankee
parson , an erabroyo Talmage , for in
stance , evidently calculating how he can
concoct a sermon which will not only
suit the pulpit on next Sunday , but
with somv gentle torturing a second ap
pearance on the lecture stand , and pos
sibly after find a lucrative repose on a
shelf of the Messrs. Appleton and Har
per. Next comes a Pennsylvania farm
er , looking as if he had just risen from
the lake of Harlem , carrying in his eye
a vigilant determination not to be out
done , which proclaims that , though
broad Dutch in frame , he is sharp Yan
kee in spirit. Here we see two of the
most honored judges of our bench
which has of late years much grown in
honor one Irish , the other American ;
one in the autumn , the other in the
spring of life ; one covered with the full
ripe fruit of eminence and distinction ,
the other wearing the blossom of one
day ripening into a similar richness
pleasantly discussing the last novel or
the last play as a light relief to their
weightier intellectual morning work as
they saunter home.
A QneerTown.
Dill Arp in tho Atlanta Constitution.
Texarkana is a novelty. I never
knew until now where its long curious
name came from. Texas and Arkan
sas , and it is all right , for the state line
splits the town in t yo. This line does
not run with the streets , but diagonally
and right through business houses and
private residences , so that when the
merchant is behind his counter in Texas
his customers are in Arkansas. I thought
that therejwould be some conflict of laws ,
and there is some especially about
crime but these people all unite in
everything for the good of Texarkana ,
and all criminals can't dodge over the
line to do any good. They have extra
dition laws of their own , not state
laws , nor municipal laws , but
the laws of custom and self-protection.
When a man skips over the lino the of
ficers of that side shove him back , law
or no law. If ho wants to sue for kid
napping he can't find a respectable law
yer to take his case ; public opinion i ?
against it , and so he has to submit.
They have a double city government ,
two mayors and two marshals , but there
is no clash of conflict and no jealousy.
Well , I believe that the people on the
Texas side are a little moro airy and
consequential than those over the Ar-
kansaw line for a Texan is well , he
is just a Texan , and that means a good
leal. They are not only proud of liv
ing in their state , but they are sorry for
ihose who don't. They look upon all
; he rest of us as unfortunates. Tho
; ime was when they invited immigra
tion , but they have ceased to feet con-
jern about that now , for the cry is
'still they come. " They give cordial
ivelcome to all , but they hint that after
iwhile they may take a vote as to
ivhether a foreigner may come or not.
A Philosopher's Diet.
I once knew a man who had reached
is close to tho perfection of human
Dhilosopliy as possible. One-half of 3
; he discomfort and a large proportion
:
jf the misery of the world , he said , j i *
same from our inability to gratify tastes j ,
; hat are acnired that are not , by any
neans , necessary to existence. This fel
low held a theory that there is not in any
) art of the world absolute necessity for
starvation. That everywhere nature
las provided something that will sustain
ife. He argued that men very often
suffered from the absence of what they
lad been accustomed to eat , and they
lid not stop to think that it was possi-
jle to survive even on water for a period
) f time. He had traveled , and he made
) ne rule in all his travels , to eat what-
; ver any other form of human life could
jat , and failing human life , what any
) ther form of animal life could subsist
ipon. He could with equanimity , if
; here wag nothing else for it , live like a
Digger Indian. His relish for a good
linner was as great as anybody's , but
le never feared to get away into a desert ,
) r a strange land , or an uninhabited is-
and , because he felt implicit confidence
hat he could always find something to
: at , even if he had to suffer a certain
imount of unpleasantness in doing it. t
San Francisco Chronicle. 1
LOVE AND EEUGIO1T.
A Pittsburgh Girl Who Converted Ert
Lover hat Could 2fot Marx ; .
William Flynii , an ex-member of the
legislature , asked in marriage Miss
Jennie Hook , of Pittsburg , Pa. , a pretty-
blonde of 18. He was a Protestant and
she a Catholic , and the parents of Mis3
Hook objected to u union , but the bar
rier that this difference built between
them was not strong enough to keep
them apart , forFlynn kept coming and
coming at stated evenings of the week ,
und Jennie was always at home. The
parents persisted in their objec
tions , and told him to cease hia
visits. Miss Jennie said she would not
marry any other man but Flynn , where
upon the parents consented to the visits
with tho distinct understanding , _ how-
over , that tiiey were to remain single.
But finally the wooer was won from hia
strong conviction , and at the end of a
five years' course of lectures to that end
ho consented to bo baptisedin the
Catholic faith. Of course , this capitu
lation , after so long a siege , was a sig
nal of great joy to the young lady , and
she wont at once to tho Episcopal resi
dence , gave word that she had secured a
proselyte , and a time was fixed when she
might bring the young man and the
ceremony of repaptism bo solemnized.
Tinder the forms of tho Catholio
religion , in cases of this kind , where'the
convert has no parents professing the
same belief , it is necessary that some ono
shall act in that capacity , become their
godfather or godmother and pledge
themselves to act in that capacity and
keep a guardianship over them through
life. And this pledge is solemn and
perfectly binding. At the time set for
tho baptism the two lovers were at
hand , had gone together without other
attendants , and the solemn ceremony
was gone through with. When tho
priest asked her if sho was to act as
godmother the happy young woman
readily assented , eager that no techni
cality should delay the consummation
of her wish. And when the ceremony
was through the young girl , with flush"
ed cheeks and hesitating words , told
how tho work of that hour had destroy
ed the barriers between them and that
they , too , would soon come before him
again to solemnize another ceremony
and to ask his blessing.
Soon after , when they wanted to get
married , the priest refused to perform
the ceremony on tho ground that tho
young woman having become god
mother could not become the wife of
her convert. The good father comfort
ed them as best he could , and offered ,
as tho only consolation at hand , that
perhaps a petition to Rome might ab
solve her from her vows. They went
away , and this advice was acted upon
as quickly as possible. They waited
auxiously for two years , but hope so
long deferred grow sick , and at last the
bridegroom , feeling the injustice of be
ing kept waiting so long , insisted on
being released. Since then he has
married a young lady of Penn avenue ,
a school teacher being his choice. She
lived only a few months after the wed
ding , and now the petition to Rome is
being agitated again , for the young
godmother that would have been a
wife is still unmarried and otherwise
unpledged. New York Times.
Mutilated ITotes.
The following are tho regulations
governing the redemption of mutilated
notes and fractional currency. United
States notes , each equalling or exceed
ing three-fifths of its original propor
tions , are redeemable at their full faco
value in other United States notes by
tho Treasurer and the several Assistant
Treasurers of the United States , and
are redeemable in coin in sums not less
than $50 , by tho Assistant Treasurer at
New York. Fractional notes , each
equalling or exceeding three-fifths of
its original proportions in ono piece ,
are redeemable at their full faco value
in United States notes , in sums not less
than $3 , by the Treasurer and the sev
eral Assistant Treasurers of tho United
States. United States notes and frac
tional notes , of each of which less than
three-fifths remain , and notes torn or
snt into pieces each IPSS than three-
fifths , are redeemable only by
the Treasurer of the United State' ,
Fragments of United States not& ,
old certificates , silver certificates , and.
fractional notes , constituting clearly one-
iialf , but less than three-fifths , when un-
iccompanied by evidence that the miss-
ng portions havo been destroyed , are
redeemable at one-half the full faco
ralue of whole notes or certificates.
Fragments less than half are redeemed
jnly when accompanied by an affidavit
ixecuted in accordance with the reqnire-
nents of the following paragraph
lotes and certificates , of each of which
ess than three-fiftlis remain , accom-
lanied by an affidavit from the owner or
rom such persons as have knowledge
) f the facts , that tho missing portions
lave been totally destroyed , are , if tho
iroof furnished is satisfactory , redeem-
> d at their full face value. The affidavit
nust state the cause and manner of
imtilation , and must bo sworn and sub-
icribed before an officer qualified to ad-
ninister oaths , who must affix his offici-
il seal thereto , and the character of
he affiants must be certified to be good
> y such officer or some other having an
> fficial seal. The Treasurer will exer-
sise such a discretion under this regula-
ion as may seem to him needful to
> rotect the United States from fraud ,
fragments not redeemable are rejected
md returned ; counterfeit notes are
> randed and returned.
In 18CO the United States contained
'
n round numbers , 31,000,000 people ,
rho consumed over 86,000,000 gallons
f spiritous liquors , while in 1884 , with
, population of 55,000,000 , tho mann-
acture and excess of imports over ex-
> orts were only 73,000,000 gallons that
s to say , while the number of people in
he country has increased more than 75
> er cent , since 1860 , they use 15 per
: ent. less of spirits. On the other hand ,
the consumplion of malt liquors has
isen from 100,000,000 gallons in 1860
o 590,000,000 gallons last year , and
hat of native wines from 1,800,000 gal- Mi
ons to over 17,000,000 gallons.
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