THE GLIMPSE.
j How often I have seen in city streets
/ Some woman's face , with eyes so like the ? ky
One looks to see a bird's wing brush the blue.
With lips arched like the veriest bow of love ,
1 ' And hair that falls a glory 'round her brow ;
' And yet within , beneath , boliiud it all ,
Have spied , with that intenser sight , my soul ,
Such hungry longings feeding on themselves
As would shnme Famine o'er ( he iron song
Of wheels and hoofs , have heard with spirit ear ,
Undeafened by an instant sympathy ,
The tears of all the mothers of the world.
Boston Transcript
MY LOST DIVINITY.
88
VERYTHING seemed quite
pleasant ; it was a magnificent
spring afternoon , the park was
at Its best and I had met Mrs. Ventry ,
who , it must be explained , was one of
my oldest and most intelligent friends.
She had an elaborate French poodle
with her , and both were attired with
exquisite taste. The three of us were
strolling quietly along.
" .Toco and I walk every afternoon
for the benefit of our health , " she ex
plained. "The victoria will pick us up
In a few minutes , so you must just
give me a full accouut of your doings.
What an age you've been away ! Toll
me the scheme. "
"Dear lady , I've been attempting to
shoot the lion in his own country , I
have been slaying the wild pig iu Mor
occo , I have "
'
* 'O , the usual kill expedition ! " she
Interrupted. "That doesn't interest me
In the least. You know , Hugh , it's al
most preposterous ! Here you are , an
Intelligent man of 32 , more than com
fortably rich , and you have never yet
come to me with an interesting love
episode ! "
"I will make amends now , " 1 said ,
gravely.
"Tell me ! " she cried , eagerly.
"O , it Iftippened on my way home. I
was putting in a few days at Monte
Carlo. You know La Turbie , the little
place on the hillside , behind the princi
pality ? " She nodded. "Well , 1 was
struggling up there fry the road , with
some i.lea of enjoying the view , when ,
about half way , a carriage passed , lii
it were two ladies , presumably mother
and daughter. "
"And the younger one ? " cried Mrs.
Veil try.
"Was gloriously pretty ! They were
out of sight in a minute , but when I
reached the place I found the carriage
standing outside the inn , empty. I
wandered round and caught sight of
the ladies again. The girl was climb
ing a rocky piece of ground in order to
get a better view. Jove , if you could
have seen her ! "
*
"lcs , yes ! " cried Mrs. Ventry , 1m
patiently. "She was adorable , made a
pretty picture ; but please go on. There
was something else ? "
i "Yes , there was something else , " I
said. "In. moving quickly her foot
slipped on the rocky surface and she
fell. I went quickly to her assistance
it turned out to be a badly sprained
ankle , and , as she couldn't walk , I
helped her to the inn , escorted by
mamma. There she fainted from the
pain. I was again of assistance , anc
when she came to , I well , you know ,
Adela , I studied for a doctor until an
eccentric relative's will made me a pro
fessional loafer. "
"How romantic ! And you fell in
love with her ? "
"Head over ears ! If you could have
heard her voice , seen her - "
"Ankle ? " put hi Mrs. Ventry inno
cently.
"Her eyes ! " I finished , with a severe
glance. " 0 her
, whole personality was
charming ! "
! "And it was the beginning of an at
tachment ? Do tell me how it pro-
grossed ! "
"It didn't progress , I said gloomily.
"In the excitement of the affair I for-
4'0t to vive them my card , and , after
thanking me and asking me to call ,
they drove off without leaving me
( heir address. I speut an entire week
searching , but without success. I had
fi/-eif : in love with a divinity , but oiily
lo lose her the next moment ! "
"Poor oid Hugh ! " said Mrs. Ventry ,
sympathetically.
Her victoria drew up close to the
curb and she moved toward It.
"I have to go on to those tiresome 5
Brnbazons now , " she said with a sigh.
She got in , and 1 lifted the French
poodle up on to the seat beside her.
I continued my stroll , and had not
gone very far when I caught sight of
a tall , handsome , bronzed young man
hurrying toward me.
"Ah. here you are , Skeff , old man ! "
he cried , shaking me warmly by the
hand. "I heard you were back , got
round to your rooms , and your man
told me I might find you in the park ,
so came along at once. "
Lord Dennis Gorison was a nice
young Irishman , lieutenant in a regi
ment lately returned from South Afri
ca , lie was another of my oldest
friends.
" 0. I'm in such a mess , Skeff aud I
v.-mt your help ! " he exclaimed , de-
"Go ahead let's hear the latest ! " I
said , with a sigh.
r "Well , before I went to the front
two years ago , I was a younger man , " n
he 'iegas , hesitatingly.
"The argument seems sound , " I said ,
thoughtfully.
" 0. you know what I mean , Skeff ! I
was much younger a silly young
fool ! " He paused. "Well , to cut the ;
story short , I fell In love with an
actress O , not the popular idea , Skeff !
She was pretty and refined , and taking
a small part in a comedy. I was very
much iu love , and if I hadn't been sent
out at the time I should have married
her. "
"I have always held that even the
war office occasionally betrays intelli
gence , " I murmured.
"It saved me just iu time. A mar
riage of that type is altogether impos
sible for me. You know the state of
our family finances. "
"But if. the war office saved you ,
whcre's the trouble ? " I asked.
"On my return the mater picked out
a wealthy American girl for me. I was
on the point of proposing , when sud
denly I am threatened with the consequences
quences of my early indiscretion. "
"The little actress ? "
"She wrote to rue when I returned ,
but I could not see my way to answer ,
so didn't. This seems to have made
her very angry , aud she says she is
going to bring a breach-of-promise ac
tion. And she'll win hands down ! " he
SUE WAS THE LADY OF THE TUB1ME.
added , with a groan. She has simply
packets of my letter , and all as loving
as you can make em !
"You're a man of thp world , Skeff ,
and pardon my way of putting It
you've got the gift of gab. I want you
to go to her and talk her out of it.
Draw a picture of niy being forced
against my will into a hateful mar
riage , tell her that I've only consented
so that the honor of the Southbrook
name may be saved. You can do It ,
Skeff you will do If : " he finished , im
ploringly.
The Southbrook carriage had drnwil
up near us , and her ladyship was Jean
ing forward.
"How do you do , Mr. Skefliugtou ? "
she said , distantly. A proper recogni
tion of my sterling worth had never
been a feature of her ladyship's atti
tude toward me.
"Dennis , I want you particularly. I
will drive you back , " she added , In a
tone that admitted of no denial.
The young scamp turned to me for a
secoud aud slipped a hand into the in
ner pocket of his frock coat The next
moment he had smuggled to me a
crumpled envelope.
"Her address I rely on you ! " he
whispered. And , with a final appeal
ing glance , he sprang In beside his
mother , and the carriage drove away.
1 smoothed out the envelope , and
glanced at the address. I read : "Miss
Effie Brenan , 5 Westbury Mansions ,
Hyde Park , West. "
Another quarter of an hour , and I
was standing before the door of No.
Westbury Mansions. A trim servant
appeared on the threshold.
" Is Miss Brenan disengaged ? " I
asked , handing in my card. "I've called
on a matter of business , aud , if she
could spare me a few minutes' conver
sation , I should feel grateful. "
The door opened and a young lady
entered.
I rose to my feet , and , as my eyes
fell on her face , I dropped back a pace.
in amazement She was the lady of
La Turbie my lost divinity !
"So you have actually found us out
at last ? " she exclaimed. "You can't
think how sorry mother was that she
forgot to give your our address. It
was unpardonable ! "
I pulled myself together with an
effort
"To be perfectly honest , it is a sheer
iccident I had not the slightest Idea
that Miss Etfie Brenau was you ! "
I saw a slightly puzzled look creep
3ver her face. I hesitated for a mo
ment , then plunged Into the object of
aiy visit
"It's rather a delicate matter , but ,
perhaps , I had better begin by explain
ing that I'm the oldest friend of Lord
*
Dennis Gorlson. " I paused. "And I
ame at his requestas well , shall we
iav , a mediator ? "
"A mediator Is one b.jf * ' ry ? " 6he
! s/"d.
| "We are hoping so Ton see , Dennis
{ iia > : - told me everything , poor boy ! How
e fell very much in love with you be
fore brt tvent out to the war. "
-rDiw * he tell you that ? " she said ,
. ' quietly.
j "Yes. And , by the way , he gave me
a very accurate description of you , " I
continued , with a glance at her. "He
said you were a charming , refined , tal
ented young actress playing comedy
parts in a highly artistic manner. "
"His present attitude would seem to
suggest that he has changed his mind. "
I explained the sacrifice he was mak
ing , pleaded eloquently In his defense ,
drew a touching picture of his aged
parents , to whom this marriage meant
so much. She listened silently , with
her face turned away from me.
"And the American girl does bo
love her ? " she asked , in a subdued
voice , at the conclusion.
"He'll marry her , be good to her , but
he can never love her ! It is just the
usual vulgar exchange of dollars for
title , brutal but necessary , and vital to
the honor of the Southbrook name.
There , I've put the whole case before
you. He has had to make his saei-iUce.
I ask you to be generous , make one
yourself , give him back his letters , let
him off ! "
"But it Was a very good chance for
me , " she said , doubtfully.
"O , you will have others ; you simply
can't help ot ! " I said , eagerly.
"You think so ? " she said , with a lit
tle blush. She looked perfectly rav
ishing , and for the moment 1 forgot
myself.
"Why , to convince you , " I cried ,
I'll I just " saved myself hi time. She was
utterly charming , and of course , my
lost divinity , and I was as mucH in
love with her as ever ; but , , still , I
hadn't quite accustomed myself to the
idea.
brcach-of-proinise
"Well , to convince me , what ? " she
asked with a smile.
I hedged.
"O , that before many years pass you
will have one , " I said vaguely. "Come ,
what do you say will you bo gener
ous and let him off ? "
She gave a little laugh and held out
her hand. "Very well , I proaiisehe
shall beq uite free as far as 1 am con
cerned. "
Her cool , firm little hand pressed
1"A and 1 felt a thrill go through me.
I drew up just in time again. You
see , I had been looking into ner eyes ,
and. as I had told Mrs. Yentry , they
were wonderful. But again the brench-
of-proniise scheme loomed up before
me.
"Well , now you have found us , you
will come again , say , to-morrow , for
tea ? Mother does so want to thank
"
you !
I tore myself away and walked back
to my rooms. I had plenty of food for
reflection on the way.
"After all , a divinity is a diviuiry ,
whether she threatens to bring breach-
of-proiuise actions or not , " I solilo
quized. "And she didn't really mean
it. Directly I pointed out the nature
of the case she was generosity itself.
It was perfectly natural , too , her being
angry. Any girl would have done the
same yes , any girl ! " I repeated , reas-
suringlj * .
I reached my rooms and found a tel
egram awaiting me. I tore it open. It
was from Dennis.
"Forheaven's sakedon't go ; in flurry
gave you address of American instead
of actress. Godson. "
"Jove ! " I gasped * as the whole sig
nificance of tlie thing dawned on me.
"She discovered the mistake almost
immediately , and kept it up. What
art ! "
Jt thought hard for a few moments ,
then came to a decision. I hurried out ,
and in a few minutes was back at
Westbury Mansions.
I was again shown in , and the young
person received me with her eyes twin
kling with merriment.
"There has been a terrible mistake , ' *
1 began lamely , showing her Denny's
wire. "You see , he was trying not to
let his mother notice him giving ine
the address , " I added , in explanation.
"Be merciful ! " I implored , humbly.
There was a pause. " 1 wonder what
3ou are going to do ? "
"What I have done , " she corrected.
"I have kept my word. Directly you
left I sent a letter to him by hand. I
don't think he will call again , " she
added , meaningly.
"Is there absolutely no help for
him ? " I said , with an attempt to re
press the quiver of excitement in my
tone.
"No ; the actress episode has quite
decided ( me. And , somehow , I feel
, hat , as you said , I shall never regret
it. i I must just wait in patience until
that 1 other man comes along , " she add
ed demurely.
* * * * * * *
For an example of sheer , base In
gratitude , however , I would just men
tion the sad case of Lord Dennis Jori-
son. He habitually refers to me as a
"blundering Idiot , " and has expressed
an opinion that he would not care two
straws if he never saw me again.
And Lady Southbrook cuts me doa l.
But it doesn't matter , bless you ! I
have found my divinity , and the other
evening she whispered to me , quite pri
vately , that I might keep her alto
gether. London Sketch.
ForgetTulness on Both Sides.
"Some of you pleasure seekers , " said
Rev. Mr. Bosh , "alwajs seem to forget
that there is such a day as Sunday. "
"And s , me of you holy fellows , " replied - s
plied the hard case , "merely forget it
on the other six days. " Catholic is
Standard and Times. ° j
A political demonstration by your t ]
party is synonymous with a street riot
when pulled off under the auspices of
Oi
the other party.
"Z ? * * w * Mim
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GETTING FATHER'S CONSENT.
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Mr. Tenney smiled ironically. "And
I s'pose I'm only a punkin with no
blood to speak of an' no heart at all ! "
he said , with the air of holding him
self nobly in check. Mrs. Tenney re
fused to accept the challenge. "That s
neither here nor there you're bein' a
punkin , " she replied. "What I want to
know , Amos , is what you've got
against George Raymond ? He don't
drink ; he smokes , I believe , but only a
pipe , not them cigarettes. He's got a
good education , an' still he's willing to
work. An' he's just lost iu love for
Alice. "
"Shouldn't wonder 'f he was , " said
Mr. Tenuey , complacently. "Nothing
strange about that , with me the best
lixed man in the township. "
"Why , Amos , I am surprised ! " ex
claimed Mrs. Tenney. "You know 's
well you want to know that George
would want Alice just the same if she
come from from the Drouimetses ,
down Tunkett way/ '
"Mebbe , " said Mr. Teuney , discreet
ly.
"Do you mean that he cares for
Alice because you'rerelltodo ? " flash
ed Mrs. Tenuey.
"Not altogether , " said Mr. Tenney ,
coolly. "But 'tis hardly likely that he's
unawares of the fact that Alice will
have all I've got some day. You know
he'll never have a penny from any
body. "
"So you mean to give me to under
stand that he's scheming an' calc'lat-
ing on Alice's prospects is that it ? "
demanded Mrs. Tenney.
"I ain't accusing him of anything , "
said Mr. Tenney , impartially. "I'm
merely saying that George is a poor
young man an' that Alice's prospects
are good. "
"You was poor yourself when I mar
ried you , " said Mrs. Tenney , reflective
ly.
ly."I
"I admit it , " said Mr. Tenney , as im
personally as he was able. "But that's
no reason why I should set still an' see
Alice make + he same blunder. "
"Did pa's being forehanded influence
you any ? " asked Mrs. Tenney.
Mr. Tennej' perceived the narrowing
circle of his wife's reasoning. "If
you're going to be pers'nal - " he be
gan.
gan."Did
"Did it , Amos ? " persisted Mrs. Ten
ney.
ney."No
"No , it didn't , an' you know it , " an
swered Mr. Tenuey , stiilly.
"You fell in love with me just me
didn't you ? " Mrs. Tenney knew it
without assurance , but she waited anx
iously for her husband's answer.
"Ain't you getting kind o' mushy ,
Ann ? " he asked , mildly.
"It was that way , wa'n't it ? " Mrs.
Tenney continued , robustly.
Mr. Tenney picked up the paper he
had boon reading when the conversa
tion began. "I've always explained it
that way to myself , " he replied.
Mrs. Teuney got up and began to
move about the room. "I guess I'll be
stirring , " she said. "We expect George
to supper an' to spend the eveniu' . He
an' Alice are engaged , Amos , and I
told 'em I guessed to-night was good's
any to ask your consent. "
There was a spluttering exclamation
behind the paper.
"What should you think we'd better
give 'em silver or money ? " Mrs. Ten
ney asked , considerately.
"Just which you think best , Ann , "
answered Mr , Teuney , watching his
wife out of the room.
"It's all right , " Mrs. Tenney contin
ued to Alice in the kitchen ; "he didn't
begin to go on as your gran'pa did ,
When nin spoke to him about your
au' me , it took the greatest part o' the
evening to bring him round , " Youth's
Companion.
Mrs Gilbert Dean or" the Stage.
Nowhere are gray hairs held in high
er reverence than on the stage , a
cially when we ourselves have seen
them conic ? year after year , until the
head that was once brown Is streaked
with silver ; and Mrs. Gilbert has liv
ed to teach a whole generation ol
young actresses something that thej
cannot learn from books or a dramatic
school about the difficult and exquisite
art of growing old gracefully. There
has never been a time , indeed , when
she could not teach her juniors a great
deal about the art of listening on the
tage , of keeping in the picture so aa
to retain the attention of an audience
vithout clamoring for it and of playing
even the least important scenes so aa
to give them their fullest significance
and value.
Every honor that her profession can
bring save the empty one of mere
stardom , Mrs. Gilbert enjoys. She Is
sure of the heartiest kind of a reception -
tion on her first entrance , and tha
stage hands gather in the wings to
watch her during her best scenes ,
Moreover , all New York knows her by
sight and looks after her with kindly
eyes as she passes.
"I'm sure I ought to be thankful to
the Lord for all His mercies , " she said
to me once. "I never get into a crowd
ed street car without find ng somebody
who knows who I am and gives me a
seat. "
And this is a tribute that New York
pays to no one else. Leslie's Monthly.
A Skeptic.
"What do statistics show ? " Inquired
the man who was warming up to his
subject
"As a rule , " answered the man who
always doubtful , "they don't show
much except patience and Industry oa
the part of the man who collected
them. " Washington Star.
Some rules work both ways and
some others won't work either way. ,
SUPPOSE WE SMILE.
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HUMOROUS PARAGRAPHS FROM
THE COMIC PAPERS.
Pleasant Incidents Occurring tha
World Over-Sayings that Are Cheer
ful to Old or YounK-Funny Selec
tion * that Everybody Will JKnjoy.
Mother I don't hear the canary
suiging this morning , Osten. Is he In
a good humor ?
Osten No , mamma , I think he's In a
pet.
pet.Mother
Mother You do ?
Osten Yes , the Persian cat swal
lowed him.
Then He Ran.
"George.i you don't love me any
more. "
"Oh , yes , I do. "
"Then , George , you have been de
ceiving me. Last night you said it
was Impossible to love me any more
than you did. "
"Well , er confound it , then I don't. "
"Oh. George , how can you ! Eoo-
hoer
Getting On.
Well , Tommy , how are you getting
on at school ? "
"First-rate. I ain't doing so well as
some of the other boys , though. I can
stand on my head , but I have to put
my feet against the wall. I want to
do it without the wall at all. " Punch.
Lesser Evil.
"Ma , " wailed the small boy , "I've
lost two teeth , a lock of hair , scraped
my shins and tore all my clothes up. "
"What have you been doing , sir ? "
demanded the angry woman. "Tell the
truth. "
"F-figliting. "
"Oh , well , it's not so bad. I thought
you'd been playing football. "
A JLontt-Felt Want.
Casey Oi see there's bin another
railroad wreck due to au open switch.
Cassidy Ay , 'tis a pity some wan
dou't invint a switch thot'll stay shut
whin its open. Philadelphia Press.
More Proof.
Ernie Some learned professor tells
us that sunspots cause people to lose
their tempers.
Ida I don't doubt it I saw several
girls the other day who were mad as
hornets because they had freckles.
One Drawback.
" 'Tis love that makes the world go
round , " whispered the pretty girl as
she nestled closer.
"Yes , " sighed the young man aa he
glanced at the time , "and it seems to
make the hands of the clock go around ,
too. "
Platform Kepartee.
{ 'Tid y6U ever see a chimney
sweep ? " asked the solemn man with
the black cane.
"No/ ' responded the conductor of
the car , "but I've heard a college
yell. "
A Clear Conscience.
i fmmm _ -Ji *
"You are uccusfd of running the end
( of an umbrella in this man's eye. Are
you guilty or not guilty ? "
"Not guilty , your honor ; the umbrella
ioesn't belong to me. "
Two of a Kind.
"A man needn't be afraid of light
ning so long as he can see It approachIng -
Ing , " said the would-be humorist
"Same way with a bullet" observed
the solemn party with a far-off look In
bis off optic.
Xiitrht 'ndced.
"And after the elopement" he whls.
pered , tenderly , "we will go to light
housekeeping. "
"Lighthouse keeping ! " she echoed.
Innocently. "Then all we'll need will
be a big lamp. "
Obtuse Brilliancy.
Julia Is Clementine really so Intel
lectual ?
Aurelia Oh , yes ; she never can tell
you a thing any other woman haa on.
One Definition.
"Papa , what is alimony ? "
"My boy it Is the
, price set on a
man's liberty. "
"What Is the difference between 1 V ]
and a prisoner on a pirate ship ? " asked
the man who was placing boards along
the slippery stone walk.
"Give It up , " responded tne otfael
suburbanite.
"Well , I have to plank the -walk
he'd have to walk the plank. "
Explained.
Teacher Where is your brother thl
morning , Tommy ?
Tommy He fell in a barrel of d(3e
and hurt himself. ' *
Teacher How could elder hurt himt
Tommy It was hard cider , ma'asn.
: What the Homely Bachelor
"Mamma , " asked small
"what is 'single blessedness ? ' "
"Single blessedness , my dear , " r
plied the knowing mother , is a "bo *
quet that a bachelor throws at also *
self when he wants to marry a4
' "
can't"
_
A Bright Thought.
"Yes , ma'am , " said the obsequlow _
grocery clerk to Mrs. Brideywho
ordering her first bill of supplies , * Trj
put down parlor matches ; what n <
"Well er I suppose I ought ti
have some kitchen matches , too ,
oughtn't 1 ? "
Nightly Occurrence.
Teacher What is this word ?
Tummy I don't know , ma'am.
Teacher What does a gentleman re
move when he enters a house ?
Tommy Well , if ma is awake pa
removes his shoes.
. . , _ Scathing : .
Angry Patron ( to waiterj Here !
Take away this lobster. Why , it's a *
old as I am.
Very Appropriate.
"Did you hen/ about Lever ? Went
fast tu sleep while speeding in his au
tomobile. " .
I *
"Yes , and he slept like a top. "
"flow was that ? "
Spinning. "
Dinner Kepartee.
"Ah , this spring chicken is a tooth
some morsel , " said the sweet siuger (
"Excuse me , " said the comediaq
boarder , "but it cannot be toothsome. "
"Why not ? "
"Because chickens have no teeth. "
An Unrcna mablc Kcqueot.
Wife ( timidly ; Can you let me hav
a dollar , dear ?
Husband ( testily ; No , I can't
Ilaveu't I just spent $ -00 on an auto
mobile ?
Therein Something in the Wind.
Shelllnjr the Parquet.
"How was that play , 'The Pall
Santiago' ? "
"Greatr The shells fell amocs fla
audience. "
"You don't say ! "
"Yes , the gallery boys were e&tfej
peanuts. "
The Absent-Minded
She My sister Is coming out
week.
He How long was she sent tap fox ) V
Cornell Widow. 4
i
Perhaps He "Was. M3
"Who was that young man
you last night ? " asked the girl la tL4
new fall hat Vfl
"Oh , he is a book agent , " respond ; , HI .1 . I
her chum. j-r
\m \
"Looked to me more like a \
agent. " ?
"Dead Easy. '
"How , " asked the very young 'iM
can one tell when love Is only M
tonic "When ? " it develops into the 1 ?
kind , " replied the charming '
"one can look back and see the dl g ! *
eiice. "
No Lrancrhinsr Matter.
"I thought you would surely lautV
that little joke , " said the humorist ,
the editor solemnly glanced at tt *
manuscript.
"Not me. " rejoined the m behind
the blue pencil , "I never laugh at 3
old friend. "
Crazy En on eh ,
"Yes , If I do say It , " said tt
ceited fellow , "she's crazy for ma. *
"How unnecessary , " remarked M3
Bharpe , " don't
"you require anj
ance In thatdirection. . "
Press.
It All Depends.
"How gratifying it must "
be. sal *
the sentimental youth who
had th <
matrimonial fever , "to be the ewn
cf one's own little home. "
"Yes , It's
gratifying
" enough. I sm >
pese , rejoined the
man who had jus.
failed In business , "but It's a whoii
lot safer to have '
one's wife own it'
.in , ° ld aa the Scissors.
Telegraphing without wires is
n <
I- 6h ? " queried the Drummer
-v
Not by a jugful , " continued the oh
man. "Why , sir. when I published
newspaper forty years ago lsot near
frail iny telegraph
news that "
- war .
Chicago Neva.
