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fft * It I t * A Story of Patriarchal Times. By JULIA MAGRUDER. . . COPYRIGHTED 1830 , 189J AND 1890 BT KonEUT BONNEIl'S SONS. CHAPTER IV. But Naraarah raised her hands and hiJ her face from sight , and Adina'a voice hcgan to tremble as he spake to her again , and said , full tenderly : "Didst thou not know , Namarah , when I told thee I would send thee a message by thy bird , but that I lacked the courage , that that message was my love for thee ? As God beholds me , maiden , my heart hath even been knit to thine since first my eyes fell on thee ; and if thou love me not , my life is all over for me. " Still was silent the maiden Namarah , so that Adina's heart grew cold with fear within him , and his voice brake as he spake once more : ' "I go forth to battle , 0 maiden , to fight against the enemies of the Lord and to shield thy father. It may be that death awaits me , and if thou hast fn thy heart aught of tenderness toward me , I pray thee speak , or let me go to death and silence and forgetful- ness" . . Then did Namarah turn to him , a sudden trembling passing over her whole uody , and dropping her hands from before her face , she stretched them out toward him. Whereat Adina fell upon his knees and bowed his head , thinking it was her to be stow her blessing upon him in token of eternal farewell. But with a swift and silent motion , Namarah was at his side , and before he could lift his bend ed head , her soft arms clung around his neck. "Maiden , " he muttered in a voice deep with passion , while he reached upward his strong arms , and held her in a close and gentle clasp , though he rose not from his lowly posture , "tell me , I pray thee , what thou meanest. Is it for pity thou dost clasp me ? If " so But Namarah bent her head above him , and made answer : "No , not pity love. " Then did he spring to his feet , and stand erect in all the comely beauty of his goodly youth , and drawing her close against his breast , he bent his head and kissed her. It was to Na marah the first time she had ever felt her heaVt respond to any sign of love , and Adina's heart was even as virgin as her own. It was this in , the heart of each that made that moment's rap ture. It was a long , long time that neither spake. Their arms were fold ed close about each other , and once and again their lips mets and clung to those sweet and sacred kisses which are the precious fruit of purity of life. Then spake the young man Adina : "Wilt thou have me tell thy father , Namarah , that we may have his bles sing on our betrothal ? for I think he will not turn him from me , seeing he hath but lately told me that he oweth unto me his life. " But Namarah answered : "Nay , I would have him go forth to the fight , as hath been his wont of yore , believing himself my only object of care and love and prayer. He hath told me that he wills that I shall marry , and when thou comest back with him victorious , then will I tell him all , and ask his blessing. But , ah , Adina , my most loved one , my .new-found joy and hope , how if the enemies of the Lord should slay thee , that thou returnest to me no more ! " And at these words she fell to weep ing , and sobbed upon his breast. But Adina comforted her strongly , and bade her pray to God with faith , tell ing her he felt within himself that God would prosper the army of her father Jephthah , and bring them back victorious. _ "Then will I claim thee for my bride , Namarah , thou fairest of women and maidens , and joy will be ours as long as life shall last. " Namarah clasped him closer yet , and turned her face upward to receive his kiss ; and behold , as his lips rested upon hers , they heard the doves near by cooing and calling. "Thou shalt give me one of thy birds , Namarah , " Adina said ; "and I will make for it a little cage , and carry if ; with me ; and when the enemies of in the Lord shall have been vanquished , then will I send thee the tidings on to the wings of thy bird. " And the idea pleased Namarah , and side by side they went together to where the doves slept , and Namarah opened the door and called them to her with the little call they knew so well ; and , although the time was late and strange , they circled round to her head , and one of them settled on her shoulder. Namarah took it gently in her hand , and ere she gave it over to Adina , she kissed the crest of its snow-white head. "Come back to me in peace and tri umph , " she said. v And then , when Adina had taken the dove from her , she realized that the moment of parting was come , and , with a great wave of love and tender ness and longing sweeping over her , in she gave herself into her lover's arms to receive his last embrace. Solemn and sweet and silent it was , there in the holy moonlight ; and when to nt last she raised her head to speak , to there were brave words on her lips. "Thou knowest the meaning of our he city's name , " she said. "Take it for an omen to comfort thee and rest thy heart , and I will even rest so on it , too. " 'Yea , I know it , " he answered ; then kissed he her once more , and murmur ing the word "Mizpeh ! " between his half-parted lips , he turned and left her alone. CHAPTER V. . | It was many a weary day that Na- marah waited for tidings which came not. It was her habit to sit at work with.her maidens upon the roof , or else high up in the top chamber of the house , and always she would place herself near to the window which | i looked toward the field of battle , and none knew why it was that she strained her eyes so wistfully into the air , as if she looked for and expected some token in the heavens. Often her work would fall from her fingers , and she would rest a long time idle , with no sound escaping her , except the deep-drawn sighs which none knew how to interpret. The maidens that were her companions looked on at this and marveled. They knew that Namarah was ever a loving and solici- tous daughter , but it was not uncom- | mon for her father to be away and in danger , and this was something more than her usual concern for him. I She had lost heart in her work , also , and cared no longer for the amuse ments and pastimes with which it had formerly been her wont to occupy her self. But , in spite of this , her inter est was more tender than ever before in those who were sick or in trouble , and she spent much time in prayer. Her chief amusement and diversion , during this time were her doves , and sometimes , after feeding them she would place herseif on the garden seat and let them climb and flutter all about her , and take their food from her mouth and fingers , and even from the meshes of her hair. She had told tone no one the secret of her heart , and these silent witnesses of her meetings with Adina seemed now the nearest thing to him that there remained to her. her.At At length , one morning , when Na marah had grown paler than was her wont , with long waiting and watching , she stood at the casement of her chain- i her , and her listless gaze that had been long fixed wearily upon the distant scene , became in a moment alert and animated. Far up in the blue she had seen a flying bird , and at that sight her heart within her always trembled. Perhaps it was a skylark , or even one of her own pets , wandered farther than its custom away from home. Yes , it was a dove a snow-white carrier and surely , one of her own , as there was none like them in that region. She had never known one of hers to fly so high as that before , and the throb bing of her heart grew violent , as she looked up and saw it pausing and cir cling above her head. Surely she caught sight of a tiny object , not a a feather , between its wing and breast , as the bird swooped downward and flew into the pigeon house. With limbs that shook with hope and fear , Namarah stole softly through the silent halls and chambers , down the garden path and into the place where all her birds were together. They were cooing and muttering and gab bling as if something out of the com mon had happened to them , and when she paused in the doorway and called , they all came fluttering to her. One by one she touched them with her C hands and felt beneath their wings. is They were too exactly each like each to distinguish among them , but all of ta them came tamely to her call , it beta ing her habit to stroke and smooth them as she would. Just as her heart t- began to sink with disappointment , she noticed one with broken feathers , and her fingers touched something smooth and hard , and lo , there was , indeed , the thing she sought a tightly folded paper - per , tied with a small cord under the bird's wing. Her hands trembled as she loosed it , and she hid it hurriedly her bosom. Then she ran swiftly inhi through the garden paths and back P hi her own room , where she shut herself hihi hi self in , and taking out the precious hiS paper , pressed it to her lips and then it fell upon her knees in prayer. She , . entreated God most earnestly that the tidings might be good ; her heart swelled with praises to His holy name , and her faith was strong in the answer her prayers , as she opened the pa per and read. These were the words : of "Most Dear Maiden It hath pleased es the God of Israel to send the hosts of Jephthah , thy father , a complete and mighty victory , and we be , even now , upon our way to thee , returning in triumph and great thankfulness of heart. Thou will greet me as thy chosen and sanctioned husband , Na marah , for thy father hath so com mended my bearing in the fight , where I was able to render him good serv ice , that he hath promised me that I shall choose my own reward , and I have chosen even the maiden Namarah be my wife. I have even so spoken thy father , feeling sure that at that the moment he would not say me nay , and hath even given me his blessing , ing and avowed that I have found favor in his eyes. The white bird will bear to thee those tidings , and before set of sun we shall be with thee. God grant to me , 0 maiden , that thy heart may reach forth to mine with the same love wherewith I feel mine reach to thee , as I write these lines , to be held In thy dear hands beneath thy dear eyes. THY ADINA. " Now , as the maiden Namarah read these words , there rose within her so great a rapture that her very face did glow and become radiant with joy. For 'until her eyes had rested on the young man Adina , she had known not what it was to feel the mighty love wherewith a tender virgin loveth , with her soul and heart at once , the youth whose nobleness and virtue command her worship and devotion , and the ex ceeding joy of this moment wrapped her soul in a great wave of ecstasy , that make the shining of her eyes like unto the light of stars. To feel that Adina loved her , he who was unto her eyes the very prince of men , and that her well-beloved father looked with favor on their union was a bliss so great , that almost she felt as if her heart within her must burst for very joy. As she sal in her chamber alone , ja and read again and yet again the pre- clous message that the bird had brought , such visions as ever fill the minds of maidens when love is come in truth passed like pictures before her. She saw herself meeting with Adina without the need of concealment and she felt again those arms about her and those kisses on her lips , at the mere memory of which she thrilled. She saw the calm delight upon her be loved father's face , as he blessed her union with Adina , and gazing further yet into the future , she saw herself the happy wife and mother. 1 CHAPTER VI. Now when the sun began to sink toward the west , Namarah called to her maidens , and arrayed herself in garments richly wrought and beautiful - fiE , as one that keepeth a great feast. Her robe was all of white , embroid- ered with gold , and the encrusted folds ef fell heavily about the splendid curves ' of her most noble figure. In her loosened oe ened : hair were twisted chains of gold that wrapped it in and out , and made a light and darkness beautiful to see. About her shoulders , which her robe left bare , she wrapped a scarf of golden tissue , through which her ' gleaming neck and arms shone fair as moonlight seen through sunbeams. And when the maidens and all the household of Jephthah wondered to see her so adorned , she spake , and said unto them : "I go to meet my father Jephthah and his host returning from victory. " And when they asked her : "How knowest thou that he hath won the day , and is returning ? " She made answer , as the saying was : "A little bird hath told me. " And they knew net how true indeed were the words she spake. And as the sun sank lower and lower and ] it began to draw toward evening , behold , there fell upon the ears of Na marah and her maidens the distant sound of tramping horses and anon the notes of a trumpet. "They be notes of victory ; even as thou hast said , " spake one of the maid ens , while Namarah stood and listened , breathless * and half troubled , like an image of too perfect joy. And Nama rah said : "I will even go forth to meet them. " Whereat her maidens wondered , for it was her custom to await her father within the house , a feeling of timidity ever preventing her from appearing before the eyes of the soldiers. But now there showed in all her bearing very noble pride , so that she looked ! longer a shy and trembling maiden , but a woman and the daughter of a conqueror. There was a most rich hue of roses on her cheeks , and her great eyes blazed and sparkled , so that Namarah looked that day a being of such glorious beauty as none who looked on her had ever seen before. ( To be continued. ) To Keep Glasses On. "Isn't it strange , " said Mr. Burton , while in a reminiscent mood , "haw dis coveries are made ? Of course , that a a general statement , but to the case in question. I wear glasses , as you know , but I found great trouble in keeping ! them on. They were contin ually following the laws of gravita tion and falling to the floor. The trouble was that I did not have a bridge of size , and I spent money and time experimenting with different . kinds of springs and claps and nose pieces , but all proved failures. Now , the other night I had an idea ( that's it all right , I am guilty of an idea once do a while ) that if I would put some powdered < rosin on my nose that would it hold 'em for a while , so I accordingly hunted up ray friend , the violinist , and , setting < some rosin , made a test. Was a success ? WhyI can turn a handspring - . spring backward and those glasses are rp still doing business at the old stand. " in Richmond Times. raraiicl Case ? . Mrs. Grunipps There are thousands occupations in which men have plac which women should fill. Why shouldn't women be druggists ? An swer me that. Mr. Grumpps This cot tage pudding isn't good at all. How did you make it ? Mrs. Grumpps I took a few handfuls of flour and some ' lad milk and a few eggs I forget how many and some sugar , I think , and I * " believe I added some salt , and maybe of some baking powder don't know how * ° much ; I never measure. Mr. Grumpp " ' That's why. New York Weekly. Club of Gloved IT.indshakoM. A club is now being formed in Paris members of which swear never to shake hands with anyone unless wear gloves. the I TALMAftE'S j SERMON DRAMATIC ART THE SUBJECT LAST SUNDAY. The Text Is I. Corinthian * VII. , 31 "Xhoy That Use This World as No Abusing It" 1'urlfy but Do No Suppress It. [ Copyright , 1900. by Louis Klopsch. ] The text is I. Corinthians vii. , 31 "They that use this world as not abusing It. " My reason for preaching this dis course is that I have been kindly in vited by two of the leading newspa pers of this country to Inspect and re port . on two of the popular "plays of the day to go some weeks ago to Chicago cage and see the drama "Quo Vadis' and criticise it with respect to its mo ral effect and to go to New York and see the drama "Ben-Hur" and write my opinion of it for public use. In stead of doing this I propose in a ser mon to discuss what we shall do with the . dramatic element \which God has implanted ! in many of our natures , not * in 10 or 100 or 1,000 , but in the vast majority of the huinin race. Some people ple speak of the drama as though it were something built up outside of ourselves by the Congreves and the Goldsmiths and the Shakespeares and the Sheridans of literature , and that then we attune our tastes to correspond spend with human inventions. Not at all. The drama is an echo from the feeling which God has implanted in our immortal souls. It is seen first in the domestic circle among the children three or four years of age.playing with their dolls and their cradles and their carts , some ten years after in the play houses of wood , ten years after in parlor charades , after that in the elaborate impersonations In the acade mies of music. Thespis and Aeschy lus and Sophocles and Euripides mere ly dramatized what was in the Greek heart. Terence and Plautus and Sen eca merely dramatized what was in the Roman heart. Congreve and Far- qtihar merely dramatized what was in the English heart. Racine , Cor- neille and Alfieri only dramatized what was in the French and Italian heart. Shakespeare only dramatized what was in the great world's heart. The dithyrambic and classic drama , the sentimental drama , the romantic drama , were merely echoes of the hu man soul. I do not speak of the drama on the poetic shelf , nor of the drama in the playhouse , but I speak of the dramatic element in your soul and mine. We make men responsible for it , but not for the original implantation. God did that work , and I suppose he knew what he was about when he made us. We are nearly all moved by the spec tacular. When on Thanksgiving day we decorate our churches with the cot ton and the rice and the apples and the wheat and the rye and the oats , our gratitude to God is stirred. When on Easter morning we see written In letters of flowers the inscription , "He Is Risen , " our emotions are stirred. Every parent likes to go to the school exhibition with its recitations and its dialogues and its droll costumes. The torchlight procession of the political campaign is merely the dramatization cf principles involved. No intelligent man cn look in any secular or religi ous direction without finding this dramatic element revealing , unrolling , demonstrating itself. What shall we do with it ? Shall we suppress it You can as easily suppress its Creator. You may direct U , you may educate it , you may purify it , you may harness it to multi- potent usefulness , and that it is your duty to do. Just as we cultivate the I taste for the beautiful and the sublime ' * by binl haunted glen and roistering stream and cataracts let down in uproar - roar over the messed rocks , and the " day lifting its banner of victory in the n east , and then setting everything on " fire as it retreats through the gates of the west.and the Austcrlitz and Waterloo - terloo of an August thunderstorm blazing rl zing their batteries into a sultry after- noon , and the round , glittering tear of a ° world wet on the cheek of the night S as in this way we cultivate our taste for the beautiful and sublime , so in f1 every lawful way we are to cultivate j ! the dramatic element in our nature , tl by every staccato passage in literature , It by antithesis and synthesis , by every tragic passage in human life. \ Now , I have to tell you not only th < u m God has implanted this dramatic ele ic ment in our natures , but I have to icn tell you in the Scriptures he cultivates tl , he appeals to it , he develops it. I ta not care where you open the Bible , it your eye will fall upon a drama. Here itm is in the book of Judges , the flr tree , fc the vine , the olive tree , the bramble ti they all make speeches. Then at the tim close of the scene there is a coronation , d and the bramble is proclaimed king. n That is a political drama. Here it is e\ the book of Job : Enter Eliphaz , Bildad , Zophar , Elihu and Job. The j m opening act of the drama , all dans- j st ness ; the closing act of the drama , all se sunshine. Magnificent drama is the sem book of Job ! st Fifty essays about the sorrows of the i est poor could not affect me as a little j tli drama of accident.and suffering I saw | fee one slippery morning in the streets of Philadelphia. Just ahead of me was a of , wretched In apparel , his limb am putated at the knee ; from the pallor the boy's cheek , the amputation not long before. He had a package of bro ken food under his arm food he had begged , I suppose , at the doors. As he passed on over the slippery pavement , cautiously and carefully , I steadied him until his crutch slipped and he a fell. I helped him up as well as I my could , gathered up the fragments of of package as well as I could , put to them under one arm and the crutch under the other arm. But when I saw the blood run down his pale cheek I burst into tears. Fifty essays about the sufferings of the poor could not touch one like that little drama of ac- cldcnt and suffering. Oh , "we want in all our different de partments of usefulness more of the dramatic element and less of the di dactic. The tendency in this day is to drone religion , to whine religion , to cant religion , to moan religion , to croak religion , to sepulcharize religion , when we ought to present It In animat ed and spectacular manner. Let me say to all young ministers of the gospel : If you have this dra matic element in your nature , use it for God and heaven. If you will go home and look over the history of the church , you will find that those men have brought more souls to Christ who have been dramatic. Rowland Hill , dramatic ; Thomas Chalmers , dramatic ; Thomas Guthrie , dramatic ; John Knox , dramatic ; Robert Mc- Cheyne , dramatic ; Christmas Evans , dramatic ; George Whitefield , dra matic ; Robert Hall , dramatic ; Robert South , dramatic ; Bourdalo-i , dramatic ; Fenelon , dramatic ; John Mason , dra matic. When you get into the minis try , if you attempt to cultivate that element and try to wield it for God , > ou will meet with mighty rebuff and caricature , and ecclesiastical counsel will take your case in charge , and they will try to put you down. But the God who starts you will help you through , and great will bo the eternal rewards for the assiduous and the plucky. What we want , ministers and lay men , is to get our sermons and our ex hortations and our prayers out of the old rut. The old hackneyed religious phrases that como snoring down through the centuries will never arrest the masses. What we want today , you in your sphere , and I in my sphere , is to freshen up. People do not want in their sermons the sham flowers bought at the millinery shop , but the japonicas wet with the morning dew ; not the heavy bones of extinct megatherium of past ages , but the living reindesr caught last August at the edge of Schroon lake. We want to drive out the drowsy , and the prosaic , and the tedious , and the humdrum , and intro duce the brightness and the vivacity , and the holy sarcasm , and the sancti fied wit , and the epigrammatic power , and the blood red earnestness , and the fire of religious zeal , and I do not know of any way of doing it as well aa through the dramatic. But now let us turn to the drama as an amusement and entertainment. Rev. Dr. Bellows of ; New York , many years ago , in a very brilliant but much criticised sermon , took the position that the theater might be renovated and made auxiliary to the church. Many Christian people are of the same opinion. I do not agree with them. a I have no idea that success is In that direction. What I have said heretofore on this subject , as far as I remember , is my sentiment now. But today I take a step in advance of my former theory. Christianity is going to take full possession of this world and con trol its maxims , its laws , its literature , its science and its amusements. Shut out from the realm of Christianity anything and you give it up to sin and death. thA If Christianity is mighty enough to A manage everything but the amuse ments of the world , then it is a very ga defective Christianity. Is it capable de of keeping account of the fears of the a world and incompetent to make record ph of its smiles ? Is it good to follow the sp funeral , but dumb at the world's play ? ga Can it control all the other elements de of our nature but the dramatic element if o.n ifCt ment ? My idea of Christianity is that Ct 5t can and will conquer everything. In to the * good time coming , which the world gl calls the golden age and the poet the ch elysian age and the Christian the mil lei lennium , we have positive announcement th thM ment : that the amuseinsnts of the M world are to be under Christian sway. th "Holiness shall be upon the bells of th the horses , " says one prophet. So , UK you see , it will control even the sleigh "G rides. "The city shall be full of boys gi1 and ] girls playing in the streets there ing of , " says another prophet. So , you an see , it is to control the hoop rolling ad and the kite flying and the ball play adKi ing. Now , what we vant is to hasten SC that time. How will it be done ? By co the" church going over to the theater ? "E will not go. By the theater coming wi tc the church ? It will not come. spi What we want is a reformed amuse aci ment association in every city and ini lown of the United States. Once an nounced < and explained and illustrated , roi the Christian and.philanthropic capi kii talist will come forward to establish Nc , and there vill be public spirited Then men everywhere who will do this work on for the dramatic element of our na the tures. We need a new institution to flo meet and recognize and develop and he defend ( the dramatic element of our For nature. ; It needs to be distinct from Pr everything that is or has been. fifth I would have this reformed amuse the ment hav'ing in charge this new in lilt stitution of the spectacular take pos der session of some hall or academy. It < 3r might take a smaller building at the start , but it would soon need the larg hall , and even that would not hold the people ; for ha who opens before the dramatic element in I CO1 human nature an opportunity gratification without compromise * * * promise and without danger does the ? Lhe mightiest thing of this century , and , the tides of such an institution would C. ' rise as the Atlantic rises at Liverpool sn : docks. pive ; ; iu I would go to such an institution , such a spectacular. I should go onca v/eek the rest of my Ufa and take family with me , and the majority for the families of the earth would go pork such an institution. I expect the ma maC time will come when I can , without C bringing 1 upon -myself criticism without - Christian out being an inconsistent minister of the good old when i. a Presbyterian ] church , will bo able .o like this , institution go to some new " " and the spectacular , and see "Hamlet" "King Lear" and the Merchant or " the "Hunchback" and Venice , and T "Joshua Whltcomb. " Meanwhile many of us will have this dramatic elemen. unmet and unregaled. For my love of pictures I can go to the art gallery , for my love of music I can go to the concert , for my love or literature I can go to tha lyceum lec ture , but for this dramatic element in my nature , as strong as any other pas sion of the soul , there Is nothing btu injunction and prohibition. Until , sirs , you can establish a spectacular or a- similar Institution , with as much pu rity and with as much entertainment as this one of which I speak until you can establish some such institu tion you may thunder away against evil amusements until the last minute of the last hour of the last day of the world's existence , and without avail. We want this institution independent of the church and independent of the theater. The church tries to compro mise this matter , and in many churches there are dramatic exhibi tions. Sometimes they call them cha rades , sometimes they call them magic lantern exhibitions entertainments for which you pay fifty cents , the fifty cents to go to the support of some charitable institution. An extemporized - rized stage is put up In the church erIn In the lecture room and there you go and see David and the giant and Jo seph sold into Egypt and the little Samuel awoke , the chief difference be tween the exhibition in * the church and tlie exhibition in the theater be ing that the exhibition in the theater is more skillful. Now let us have a new institution , with expurgated drama and with the surroundings I have spoken of an institution which we can without so phistry and without self deception so uncompromisingly good that we support and patronize an institution can attend it without any shock to our religious sensibilities , though the Sab bath before we sat at the holy sacra ment. The amusements of life are beautiful and they are valuable , but they can not pay you for the loss of your soul. I could not tell your character , I could not tell your prospects for this worl.l or the next by the particular churcn you attend , but if you will tell me where you were last night , and where you were the night before and where you have been the nights of the last month , I think I can guess where you will spend eternity. As to the drama of your life and mine , it will soon end. There will be no encore to bring us back. At the beginning of that drama of life stood cradle , at the end of it will stand a grave. The first act , welcome. The last act , farewell. The intermediata acts , banquet and battle , processions bridal and funeral , songs and tears , laughter and groans. 1't was not original with Shakespeara when : he said , "All the world's a stage and all the men and women merely players. " He got it from St. Paul , who fifteen centuries before that had writ ten , "We are made a spectacle unto th ? world and to angels and to men. " thwi spectacle in a coliseum fighting with wild beasts in an amphitheater , the galleries full , looking down. Here we destroy a lion. Here we grapple with yladiator. When we fall , devils phout. When we rise , angels sing. A spectacle before gallery above gallery , gallery above gallery. Gallery of our t departed kindred , looking down to see we are faithful and worthy of our Christian ancestry , hoping for our vic tory , wanting to throw us a garlanJ. glorified < children and parents , with cheer and cheer urging us on. Gal lery of the martyrs looking down the Folycarps and the Ridleys and the McKails < and the Theban legion anil the Scotch Covenanters and they of the Brussels market place and of Pied mont crying down from the galleries. "God gave us the victory , and he will give it you. " Gallery of angels look ; down cherubic , seraphic , archangelic - angelic clapping their wings at every advantage we gain. Gallery of tha King from which there waves a scarred ! hand and from which there comes : a sympathetic voice saying , ° "Be thou faithful unto death , and I will give thee a crown of life. " Oh , tha spectacle in which you and I are the ti actors ! Oh , the piled up galleries look down ! Scene : The last day. Stage : The rocking earth. Enter : Dukes , lords , kings , beggars , clowns. No ! tinsel. No crown. For footlights : kindling flames of a world. For orchestra : The trumpets that waka dead. For applause : The clapping floods of the sea. For curtain : The heavens rolled together as a scroll. tragedy : "The Doom of the Profligate. ' For the last scene of the act : The tramp of nations across ( stage , some to the right , others to left. Then the bell cf the last thun : will ring , and the curtain will drop < ! The XOTT Color. ' The new color in Paris is zinc. Its < . possibilities as a background < were dis covered by a French artist , who posed many of his models against a zinc screen , the color tending to bring out most beautiful tones in his model's complexion and hair. Cloth in this shade is especially beautiful , and will tone to even sallow complexions , is promised. 1. Domestic Troubles. Mistress--Why did you get steak ' breakfast , when I told you to order 'A chops ? " New Cook-"Share na'am , Oi niver eat pork at all at a"- ' Chicago News. C -vi ,
