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."-- i . . -.' riTJ--s,!r- iSras'7-" k: t ti j- jxjr 1-i".-j' .j . m. . . . Si.-! T7- F'Pte? P r-c" -.i" "prfoi)yVli BY CHARLES J. BELLAMY. Copyrighted by the Author, and published bV arrangement -with Lira. CHAPTER L A PICTURE AKD ITS CSTtTCflL "Let's take a squint in." It Is on the sidewalk in front of the find residence of Ezekiel Breton. Surely every body -within the length and breadth of a hun dred miles must have heard the name of the wealthy mill owner, whose energy and shrewdness have passed into a byword. The house is brilliantly lighted, and the windows wide open as if to invite the attention and admiration of the humble passers by. Three men, laborers, if coarse, boiled clothes and dull, heavy tread mean anything, have come down tho street and now stand leaning against the tall iron fence. "Why shouldn't wo see tho show, boys?" continued tho long whiskered man, with an unpleasant laugh. "It's our work that's pay in' for it, I guess. How long do you think it wjeld take you, Jack, to scrimp enough to gether to buy one of them candlesticks? Hullo there1:, tho boss himself," and he thrust his hand inside the iron pickets to point out a portly gentleman whoso bald head was fringed with silver white hair. Mr. Breton had paused a moment before the window. "Come, let's go on," urged tho man with a clay pipe, edging off a littlo into tho shadow; "he'll see us and lie. mad." "AVhalV the odd- if ho doesP and the sjjeaker frowned at the rich man from be tween the pickets. '"He can't get help no cheaper tliau us. can lief That's one good pint of beiu' way down, 3'ou cant tumble a mite. But just look at him, boys; big watch chain and gold bowed specs a-dauglin". Seo the thumKs of his white hands stuck iu his vest jiockot and him as amilin" as if he never did nobody a wrong in his whole blessed Ufa There now is somethiif purtier, though." Tho old gentleman moved unsus-iectingly oside and revealed a young girl, largo and fair, with great calm blue eyes. She wore a Iale blue silk, with delicate ruffle at her half bared elltow and at her neck, kissing the warm white skin. "Well, I suppose my girl Jaue might look just as good in tuch clothes as them. But she wouldn't no more speak to Jane than as if tho girl wasn't human. And as for a -xxr man, ho might iour his life out for her purty face and she wouldn't give him a look. A few dollars and a suit of clothes makes tho odds." "What's she laughin' atfs.".id the tall man, taking his clay pipe from his mouth. "Can't you see.' Them's the boystandiu' jist beyond her. Breton's young hopeful. Nothin' less than the biggest kind of game for her, I cal'lato." "I never seen him before," remarked the third man, reverentially. "I s'pose he'll be our boss some day." "He's lecn to college polishin' up his wits. Taint goin' to be so easy as it was to grind tho poor. Tho old man now didn't need no extra schoolin'." "Iaint so sure now," said the tall man, blowing out a wreath of smoke. "Tho boy looks more kind about his mouth and eyes. See him look at the girl. I cal'lato she don't think he's ver bad." "Wait till he gets his heel on tho necks of a thousand of us, a his father has. Wait till he finds we aint got a jKainj- ahead, nor a spot of God's earth for our own, but lie at his mercy. See how kind he'll bo then. Taint the nnture of tho beast, Bill Rogers." Bill Rogers tool: a long look at the slight form of tho mill owner's son at his fresh, young faco and small, pleasant black eyes. "I wish the lad had a chance. I believe I'd trust him, Grave. Hadn't wo better bo Etartin'? The meeliif will begin purty soon." "What's the hurry J Curran is always late himself. Well, come along, then." Just now Mr. Breton is loaning lightly on tho mantel near one of his pet heirlooms the 6iver candelabra. Near him stands a tall, elegantly formed gentleman, only a trifle past middle age, -a hose clear chiseled mouth has tho merest hint of a smile on it, as if he had just said .something bright. It was a smile he always wore when he had spoken a smiii with an edge to it. But Mr. Ellingsworth had to make tliat smile do good service, for ho never IaughsL The funniest jokes had been told him the most ridiculous situations described to him but he only smiled. "What cm I going to do with the boy" Mr. Breton'.s voice was always loud and sharp as if making itself heard nbovothe roaring of his mills. "Why, marry him to your daughter tho first thing. Ehl PhilipP Mm, BMsm 'Why, marry him to your daughter the first thing.'" Would she bo angry, proud and reserved as she was! Philip shot a furtive glanco at Bertha as she sat at tho piano idly turning over tho music sheets. But tho girl might iict have heard, not a shade of expression changed in her face. It might as well liavo been tho sources of the Nile they wero dis cussing so far as she was concerned, appar ently, but as she pressed her whito hand on tho music sheet to keep it open, her lover's eyes softened at the flash of their betrothal diamond. "I should think your hands must be pretty full already," suggested Mr. Ellingsworth ia the low smooth tone, as much a part of his style as the cut of his black coat, "with a thousand unreasonable beings down in your factories. And by the way, I hear that Labor is claiming its rights, with a big L. As if anybody had any rights, except by accident."' "Skeptical as over, Ellingsworth," said the mill owner with all a practical man's distaste for a thing so destructive to industry. "But ns I get along easily enough with my help if q jacks and tramps would only keep out of the way; though there i3 tme kind of an agitation meeting to-night; somebody is raising the mischief among them. I wish I knew who it was," and Mr. Breton looked impatiently around the room as if he hoped to seize tho incendiary in some corner of his own parlor. He met Bertha's blue eyes wide cpen in a new n.tcrcst. she had half named from the piano, but her sleeve was caught back on the dp) of ;.: keyboard, revealing the fair full conto.iri.r' her arm, which glistened whiter than ti- ivory beneath it. "A mv.-iery, how charming!" bhe smiled; "lot mi picture him: tall, with clustering auburn Lair on his godlike head" "Pish excuse me, my dear bat more likely the fellow is some low, drunken jail bird you would bo afraid to pass oa the street. Some day they will find out there is no good making working people uneasy. They want the work, and they ought to be glad tho work wants them. Their interest; arc identical with ours." "So doubt," assented Mr. Ellingsworth, ia his suavest tones, that seemed too smooth for satire, "but perhaps they think you get too largo a share of the dividends." "You like to round your sentences pretty well," retorted Mr. Breton, flushing slightly, "but do you moan to say you, of all men, sympathize with this labor reform nonsense P Ellingsworth smiled and shrugged his Ehapely shoulders just visibly. "You ought, to know me, Mr. Breton. I sympathize with nobody. It is too much trouble. And as for tho sufferings of the lower classes they may be very pitiable bat I don't seo how the nether millstone can help itlf,orforthat matter be helped either." Tfen he glaneed eurieusly toward the ano. Mk. fu5sA mtillcitE? aF ;jKSi L-i 2Mr&m '? ... "Why, where are our young. peopleP After considerable dumb show Bertha had become aware that Philip bad some intelli gence of a startling nature to communicate. So it happened that, at the moment Mr. Ellingsworth inquired for them, the young people stood just inside the door of the cozy little room called "the study." "I am going to have some high fun to night, Bertha; I am going to that labor meet ing. I want to see tho business from the in side, when the public show isn't going on." The girl looked at him in astonishment. "They won't let you in." "That's just where the fun is coming. It is going to be better thr all the college devil try, and wait here two minutes and TU show you." Book shelves ran up to the ceiling on the side of the room, opposite the door. A long of fice table stretched across the center almost to tho high window looking toward the street But all the business associations did not oppress this elegant young woman, who threw herself in luxurious abandon into the solitary easy chair. She apparently did not find love very disturbing. No doubt she only smiled at its poems, fervid with a "Mission un known to her calm, oven life. Her young lover had often been frightened at the firm outline of the cold red lips, with never a thought of kisses on them, and at the sprite like unconsciousness of her blue eyes that looked curiously at him when love softened his voice and glorified his face. She was not listening for his returning footsteps, not ono lino of eagerness or of suspense was on tho dispassionate face, while she played with the flashing jewel her lover had placed long ago on her finger. Tho door opens behind her, but she does not turn her head no doubt he will come in front of her if he wishts to be there ho is, a slight figure, looking very odd and disagree able in tho soiled and ill fitting clothes he has put on, with no collar or cuffs, but a bluo flannel shirt open a button or two at his neck. His faded pantaloons were roughly thrust into the tops of an immense pair of cowhide boots which apjarently had never been so much as shadowed by a box of blacking. His black eyes sparkle us bo holds out to her a bandies felt hat which shows the marks of a long and varied history. Bertha looked at him in dull distaste. What a poor mouth he had, and how unpleasantly his face wrinkled when he smiled. "I wouldn't ever do this again," she said coldly. A hurt look came into his eyes; he dropped his hat on the floor and was turning deject el ly away. The fun was all gone, and her words and her look he knew would come back to him a thousand times when he should bo alone. But she put out her hand to him like tho scepter of a queen. "Never mind you will generally wear better clothes than these, won't youp "But I wouldn't like to have that make any difference,'' said Philip, looking wistfully at the cool white hand he held. "Supposing I was poor" She drew her hand away impatiently. If he had known how he looked then, ho would have chosen another time for his lover's fool ishness. "Don't get poor. I like pretty things and graceful manners and elegant surroundings; that is tho way I am made. I should suffo cate if I didn't have them." "But," urged Philip uneasily, "you couldn't love anybody but me, could you?" She smiled charmingly. "You must not let me!" Then she rose as if to dismiss the subject. "Are you all ready P In a minute mora he was, after he had fastened on his yellow whiskers and bronzed over his face and neck and white wrists. "Your own father wouldn't know j-ou!" she laughed, as they opened the outer door. Philip went down two steps. "You shake the foundation with those boots." He was quite recovering his spirits, now that she was so kind with him. "And you will tell me all about it, and whether the leader lias auburn hair as I said? How long before you will come back an hour? Well, ril be here as long as that.' Ho pulled his great hat well down over his eyes and started, but at the gate he turned to look back. Bertha stood in the doorway, tall and queenly, the red gold of her hair glistening in tho light like a halo about her head. He could not catch the look in her face, but as die stood she raised her hand to her lips and threw him a kiss with a gesture of ex quisite grace. In a moment more ho heard her at the piano, and he tried to keep clumsj- step to. thestrain from "La Traviata" that came throbbing after him. CHAPTER II. MASQUERADING. Philip pushed open tho door of Market hall and looked in. About sixty men were scattered over the benches in all conceivable positions. A number held pipes between their teeth, filling the room with the rank smoke of the strongest and blackest tobacco. Here and there two men appropriated a whole bench, one at each end, for a sofa. But more of them were settled down on the small of their backs, with then" knees braced against the bench in front. He saw in a mo ment that, though he was worse dressed than any of them, yet there was a difference in kind also. There was more meaning in ono wrinkle on their well worn coats than in all his ingenious paraphernalia. He felt ashamed in the presence of these pathetic realities, and turned to go back, but his great bocts creaked incautiously. Only two or three looked around; a poor man more or less docs not count for much with the poor or with tho rich. Two or three grave, worn faces, two or three pairs of tired, hopeless eyes rebuked him unconsciously for the idle freak tliat brought him there. What right had he there, who came out of curiosity to watch the un healthy symptoms of the disease called pov erty? What an insult to their bitter needs wero his mock trimmings, in which he came nice one masquerading among a graveyard full of ghosts! "Hold on, friend, ye needn't go," and a long whiskered man beckoned to him. Ho found his way to a seat with a hang dog air, the best piece of acting he had done 3'et Tho same stolid look was on this mans face, bleached to a settled paleness from tho confinement of years iu the walls of tho mills, and there was a bitterness about the mouth and nostrils as if he had not kissed the rod that smote him. "No call to be shamed, young man. I sup pose them's the best clothes you got Your heart may bo just as white as if you had a better livin'." The poor don't talk except when they have something to say. So Philip said nothing, to act in character. "I suppose you think you'ro pretty hard up," resumed the big whiskered man, who was no other than Graves, tho man who had peered into his companion's parlor window only an hour ago. And he glanced signifi cantly at Philip's boots and soiled panta loons. "Jest look at that littlo chap over yonder, all bowed up. Ho don't look very hearty, does he! Up to his house there's a wife all faded and broken, and two little cripples for children, a whiniu' and a screechin' from mornin' to-night He would chop his head off to help them, but he is slow and weak, and don't git but ninety cents a day, and he cant save them babies a single ache, nor ease their poor misshapen littlo bones one twinge. It takes every penny to keep the wretched breath in 'em all, and him and his wife, once as purty a gal as ever you seen, has only to stand and see 'em cry. They used to cry themselves, too, but that was longago." Graves looked about him. "Do you see that lean faced man with the hurt arm, at tho end cf the seat ye're on! Well, ho's got the smartest little boy in town. All he wanted was schoolin', and his father and mother saved and scrimped so he could have it You oughter seen how proud they was to see their lad strattin off to school while they kept a thinkin' of him all day long in the mill And they was never too tired to hear the boy tell them over the hard names he had learned. And then they would tell the neighbors, who sometimes got jealous, how they was savin every cent and how their boy was goin to col lego like old Breton's son. But there was no call for the neighbors to be jealous; the woman went to work ono day when she was sick, and caught her death o' cold and it took a mint of money to uuss and then bury her. Then the man fell and got hurt and the little boy cried enough to break your heart when they took his books away." The face of the long whiskered man softened an instant, bat he turned his head away. "He needn't a criedj" he said gruffly; "I dontknowas he was any better than the rest of us." Now there came a little commotion on the platters. A man who sat bead and shoulders aoove the group on the platform rose to his fall height like a young giant and came forward. Ho looked down into the upturned faces for a moment in silence, and Philip felt bis steel blue eyes piercing him like a sword. "Men," ho began. Then he stopped speak ing a moment "Yes, men yon are, in spite of all the degradation the rich and the pow erful can put upou you. The time is coming when the principles of equality vaunted on the pages of so many lying constitutions, and breathed on the lips of so many false tongued demagogues, shall be fully realized. The time is coming when the work shall not be on one side and the reward on tho other. Wo shall not always wear rags as the livery of our masters. Hot always shall the poor rise early and toil late, wear their skin till it bo shriveled likeparchmcn' and their bodies till they bo ready to drop into the grave for weariness, only to pluck the fruit of God's bountiful earth for the lips of the idle and tho proud to taste. The gracious favors of ten thousand smiling hills and valleys are gath ered only for the few, and those whose arro gance and hardness of heart have least de served them. And they tell us it must be so; that tho few who aro more capable and pru dent should thus be rewarded for their superiority. They point to six thousand years' oppression of the poor, and say what has been muss be. Yes, for six thousand years the groans of the poor have gone up, and as long the fow, for whom alone all tho beauty and bounty of tho great earth. sevnisJ to blossom, have answered with ..arses and contempt" Now his magnificent chest seemed to expand; his voice lost its pa thetic tone and rang out like a trumpet "But the knowledge they have given to make us better slaves is bursting our fetters before their frightened eyes. The astonished people see at last the black and monstrous in justice of their subjection. They have num bered their hosts, as countless as the sands of tho .sea. It is the strength of their arms has girdled tho earth with unceasing streams of wealth. It is the ingenuity of their brains has harnessed each of the untamed forces of nature to service. The infinite number of their cunning fingers has woven the fabrics to clothe Christendom, and their red blood poured out on a thousand battlefields has bought vr.iu triumphs for the pride of their masters." His lips suddenly curled in majestic scorn. "And how long will your patient, calloused hands build palaces for tho great, while you live iu hovels? Ought not such strong arms as yours be able to win enough to make one modest homo happy, if you wero not robbed? The world is full of cheap comforts; the harvests are boundless, the storehouses burst ing, but each worthless pauper has as good a share as you who make the wealth. You cause the i ucrease : your hands till the teeming lands and work the tireless looms. Your shoul ders lww beneath the products of 3-our toil like muzzled oxen beating out the grain for unpit3"ing masters. Why will you endure it! They tell you it is only right; their books teach gentlo submission; their oily tongued speakers sootho you with proverbs and con soling maxims, but all the wise men of cen turies and all the hundred thousand printing presses of today, heaping up books in every language like a new tower of Babel, cannot turn a lie into the truth." Philip sat leaning forward, his eyes fixed on the speaker in a strange excitement. Cur ran's words came into his soul like molten fire, consuming the chaff of years and leav ing a path of light behind. Ho was full of wonder that he had been blind so long, mixed with joy at his new piercing vision. He had forgotten how he had come there, and felt a sudden desire to take the hand of every poor man in tho room and pledge him his help. But no ono seemed touched as he was. The same hard look was on each face, the mask the poor assume to cover their distress, but the eyes of them all were centered on their orator. "But you are poor, and with your wives and children are hungry for even tho crust of bread your masters cast you. Though you were a million to one, you aro held to their service, no matter how unjust, by the daily recurring facts of hunger and cold. Look! the fields are white with their harvests, the shops filled with their cloths, but tho law makers and their pitiless police ore in their pay, and you must bow yoar meek necks and tLank your masters humbly for tho tritio th-'ir greed vouchsafes you." Philip's heart tbuinped painfully within his faded coat Could Uie s jvaker give no hopo i-. tho wretched listeners hanging on his lips? Must liiey cringe forever at the foot of power? Their thin, worn hnndsmadu the bread, but it was snatched from their mouths vnd doled out in scanty allowance as the prive of. hopeless slavery. He had never seen it before. "Who is he.'" ho whispered to his compan ion. The man did not even turn his face from llw sjieaker. "It 1 'arran. He belongs to the Labor league." This, then, was the agitator his fa ther spoke of. And I'erlha had pictured him rightly, with his clustering auburn hair. For a moment ho stood silent, while under the divine light in his eyes tho souls of each one ripened for his next wonts. "Alone you can do nothing, but united we can shake the world, and all over the land the oppressed are banding together. We are weak now, but when tho long stifled voice of your wrongs finds utterance, the answering moans of millions will rouse your souls to the resistless martyr pitch. Then it will seem sweet to die yes, to starve with your dear ones about you inspired with the same en thusiasm. When the generation is born which dare starve but has forgotten how to yield, and even for the bread of life will not sell its children into eternal slavery, then will tho gold cf the rich rot worthless in their white hands till they divide with us our common heritage." He stopped and sat down, and as his en thusiasm faded from his face, Philip saw he was not handsom e. The eyes that had seemed so wonderful were too deep seated beneath his heavy brows, and his smooth shaved face was scarred from exposure to sun and storm; yet, while he had been ."peaking, pity and di vino wrath in turn melting and burning in his eyes and lighting up his rugged cheeks, he had seemed beautiful, like an archangel. The audience sat in silence a moment, then ono man shuffled his feet uneasily, then an other, and then all rose listlessly to their feet Philip thought their zest in life had gone so long ago that they did not even miss it; then he remembered what his life was, bright as a June morning. Did God love him so much better tliau these weary crea ture.?, whoso only refuge was in hopeless ness? Then he thought of Bertha waiting for him, and ho hurried out, glad that he seemed to be escaping notice. Where was tho fanny adventure he had to tell his sweet heart? A new world had been revealed to him; a world within tho world he had played with, that knew no such thing as mirth, but fed forever on bitter realities, and his little sjMirkof happiness seemed smothered in its black night. Each one must havo a family circle of his own. There were hungry eyes that looked to him for the cheer his poor heart was too dead to give. Suddenly a heavy hand was laid on his shoulder. "Praps you aint got no place to go to, friend." It was his big whiskered compan ion in the hall, Graves. "I sort o' liked your looks in the mectin' to-night, and you're welcome to a bed at my house if you want it" "Oh, no," stumbled Philip, at his wit's end. "Oh, no? Why not, then? Where bo you goin' to stayP and the man took his band from the young man's shoulder and eyed him suspiciously. "Why, ho wanted to go home and lay off his maivyuerado forever. Bertha, all radiant in all t'j.i wealth can add to beauty, was awaiting him. He had so much to tell her," but he had nothing to say aloud. "I won't tako no refusal," insisted tho man, taking Philip by the arm. "No words; Jane will get along easy wit, an extra for once. I presume you've slept in wuss places." CHAPTER HL AS CJfWILLIXQ QUEST. Philip thought things were going a little too far, and as he walked along with his un desirable host he began to plan escapes. Up on the hill to his left he could see, now and then, between the houses, his own home and tho lights in its window streaming wel come to him. The tense mood relaxed in him, old habits of thought and association made themselves felt again; the poor man walking heavily by bis side seemed a thou sand miles removed from him. "Here we are," said Graves, as he led the mill owner's son up a couple of rickety look ing steps to a doorway. Philip was not pleased at all; he had seen enough poverty to-night; he did not care to particularize. What was the use of distressing himself over this man's private miseries and discomforts" Want It written in all the books of political MQpemy tha feut Ch-aTaa OQMMdtht door and waited for his unwilling guest to go in before him. The poor man's heart was warn in the unwonted exercise of hospitality. With an ungracious frown on his face Philip entered the dimly lighted room, his great boots sounding with startling effect on the bare floor. The top heavy kerosene lamp was turned down, but with the heartiness of a true host, Graves turned up tho lamp so that Philip could look about him. Therowas little enough to see a round pine table with a little blue, cracked crokery on it, a rusty cooking stove, two or three dingy, unpointed chairs, a high backed rocking chair, with a faded, shapeless chintz cushion, and what seemed to be a sofa in one corner. At first Philip thought the room had been unoccupied, but as Graves turned up the lamp a trifle more he saw it was a woman lying upon the sofa a woman with sunken black eyes and wan, colorless cheeks, whoso loosely bound hair, gray before its time, fell down over her shoulders. "The woman is sick, or she'd get up and speak to you," said Graves, with a new gen tleness in his voice, as he looked at the wife of his youth. "They say she might get well if wo could pa3' doctors' bills. Eh, Jennie?" The girl who stood in the doorway had her mother's eyes, not quite large enough, but with a rare sheen in them; it might be her mother's face, too, but with tho bloom of perfect health lightening up its olive. Involuntarily he rose to his feet and bowed, but as tho girl only seemed to regard him as one might look at a circus tumbler, Philip relapsed into his seat, in the humilia tion beauty can put upon the greatest of us. "Nothin but cold potatoes? Well, I guess they'll do with a little salt and u piece of bread." "Did Curran speak?" asked the girl. "Yes," answered Philip. "And who is ha a common laborer?"' Then ho bit his lip. But nobody took offense, no one suspected their guest of being anything above a com mon laborer. "Only a laborer," answered Graves, "a weaver, hut ho's got some book knowledge somehow. There aint many can beat him at talkin', is there:" The girl's eyes were on Philip now, impa tient, as he fancied, even for his poor tribute to her lover's praise. "He is wonderful," he assented, "but what I don't understand is, that he can be such a man and still a weaver. Where did he learn it all?" "Have you got enough to eat? Well, knowledge has got pretty well through nil classes now, for those as wants it It's there for all who have eyes or ears for it. Why, friend, where have you been all your life? Brains and hearts don't go by station. I've found buiarter men in shops and r.iiil-tliau most we send to congress. There's t louvtuds like Curran, if they only got the stirriu' he's had some way. Now, Jane, it's about time you got this man's bed ready." Philip's heart jumped. Of course bs) couldn't stay, but what excuse could he giTa) for coming at all, then? "Be 3-011 lookin' for a job?" asked Gravel, after his daughter had left them. It occurred to Philip that he had one, if he wanted it to put one sjiark of happiness into sueh lives as these, but he nodded. The man looked him over rather disparagingly. "Well, wash yourself up and black 3-our boots a bit, and I guess I can do somethin' for 3-011 in tho mill. It's hard work and small pjy, but wo never Iiad better, you and me. We don't well know what wo miss bein' poor, we miss it such a big way's." "How long has Curran lived hcreP as!:.-1 Philip incoherently. Tho man stared at htm a moment "Oh! Curran, he ain't been here more'n a six month. He aint got no folks; ho lives down to one of them factory- boardiu hojscs, but don't have no friends, or talk about any thin" but what you heard to-night. But it's all useless." Graves looked gloomily' on the floor. "We aint. got no slow; the ri'h aro too many for us. I guess it's human nature for ono man to boss tho crowd, or it wouldn't a always Imhju so. There's the girl, bho'll show you where to sleep. Bo up early in the mornin, now." The only course for bint seemed to bo to follow the girl, and Philip rose to his feet. "Good night," he said. The sick woman opened her eyes in surprise. Such pe-;i" they found no time for amenities in ! drear3' home. Graves looked around. "What? Oh, 3'es, goodby, bat I'm goin' to eo you in tho mornin'." His bedroom, on which the roof encroached greedily, was newly whitewashed, or else was seldom used. His lamp sat on a wooden chair with no back to it, crowded by a tin wash basin, with his portion of water half filling it, and a round black ball of soap. Then Philip turned to look at the bed they had made for him on a slat bedstead with low headboard but not so low as the thin pillow. How many- times iaut anybody double the pillow to make it fit for his head? For a counterpane was the girl's plaid shawl; ho had seen it on a nail down stairs. Poor little girl, she would want it very early in the morning. Then he glanced iu the eight by ten looking glass that hung on tlu white wall. Disguised! his own father would not have known him, and he had a sensation of double consciousness as he saw his own re flection. Perltaps Graves was disguised too, and all tho ill dressed men he had seen that evening, who suffered as much in their wretched lives as he could, who could enjo3" all that brightened his own life as much. And clothes made the difference between him and them, apparent ly, perliaps really. The world managed ac cording to the clothes standard for the man who could borrow a broadcloth suit, com forts, consideration, happiness for the man in overalls, weary days, cheerless houses, hunger and hah. Phillip pulled off hw great boots and threw them angrily across tho room; he did not know what to make of italL He did not proposo to spend the 'night ii . of course, and face the family and his job 1.1 the mill in the morning, but he might as well lie down till the house was asleep and escape lecame iossible. But he could not lie down with all his jxiint on and spoil the poor littlo pillow. So he takes off his yellow whiskers, and makes such good use of tho basin of waver and the ball of soap that when he nex. looked in tho little mirror Le saw no longer the road dusty tramp, but the fresh, kindly face of a young man who has never tasted of the bitter foun tains of life. He started as if he had been shot; the windows had no curtains, and any passerby might havo seen his transforma tion. Then canto a heavy step on the stairs. Ho blew out the light and buried himself iu the bc-dci in-:-. In a moment more the door opened anl 1'iiilip was breathing heavily. "Asleep f it was the voice of his host. "Well, I s'pose the morning will do. Pretty tired, I guess; wonder how far he came to dayi and Graves closed the door after hir and went down stairs again. Of course Philip was not going to sleep, but there would be no harm in just closing his eyes, he could think so much better. Here ho was drinking in the very life of tho poor, a strange, terrible life he had never really imagined before. He hod seen how worn and broken were their men, and rea i tho pathetic lines "f div-pair and sullen wretchedness writt -n on their faces, as if in silent reproach to tho providence that had inflicted tho unsoftencd curse of life on them. Ho bad seen, too, their hapless girlhood, which beauty cannot cheer, which lovo only makes blacker, as the path of lightning a starless night And their sick, too, with no nursing, no gentle words, no comforte. to as suage one hour of pain. Then he seemed to bo in the hall once more, and thrilling under the eloquence of the man Curran. Suddenly ho opened his eyes wide. It could not bo ho was going to sleep, the bed was too hard absurd there could be no danger. But in five minutes the heir of the Breton mills was sound asleep in John Graves' garret room. How long he had slept Philip had no more idea than Rip Van Winkle on a former occa sion; indeed it took him a ridiculously long time to separate dreams and facts enough to get his bearings. Was that moonlight in tho east, or dawn? Perhaps the family were all up and escapo would be impossible. He bounded to his feet and clutched at his false whiskers, but alas! his paint was all dis solved in the tin basin. His only chance was in getting away unnoticed, and in two min utes more he was groping out of his litta. room and down the steep .tairs, oots in hand. He slowly opened tho door into the sitting room. What if Graves stood with. u curiously watching. An odd guest, this, stealing out before daybreak. Again i'uii. wished he had stayed at home that night, ThankGod!noone wasintheroom. """-... was tho cracked, rustrv- stove and the so.'.: 1 'it sick woman bad lain upon; there va tbi dish of cold potatoes on the tablo and the chair he bad sat in while he tried to eat. But somebody must be up in tho inner room; a stream of light made a white jtraek through the half 035 goor. Would that bolt never slip there. It slipped with a vengeance, and Philip drew back into the staircase in mortal terror. Tho light streak on the floor began to move, and in a moment more a white figure stood on tho threshold of the bed room. It was Jaue Graves, with her long black hair about her neck and white night dress, and her eyes glistening brightly. She held the lamp above her head, and let her drapery cling as fondly as it chose about a form that would havo charmed a sculptor. As sho listened he could see her wavy hair rise and fall over her beating heart Would she notice the oiwn stair door and come for ward? What then! Ho must push her rude ly to one side. He imagined her startled screams and the father's figure hurrying into tho scene from another room to seize the in terloper. No, sho returns to hor room. In another instant he has opened the door and is w alking along the street. His escape was well tiiued, fortho gray dawn of another day of toil and weariness is creeping over the factory village. Tha houses wero all alike, tho front doors rust as soiled, the stis equally worn, tM paint the some cheerless yellow to a shade. Through tho windows of one of them lu caught 3 glimjise of a tall gaunt woman building the kitc-l.en lire, her face and form li-.'hted up by the flames she was nursing. His ready imagination pictured the wan featured man who niu.it be her husband, out of whose eyes had faded so many years ago the last lingering gleam of tenderness. He imagined their old faced, joyless children be grudged the scant play hours of childhood. Trooping behind them all, he pictured a long line of special wants and sorrows, the com- jSiijk, V It teas Jane Graves. panions of their days, the bpecters of their nights. Their houses looked all aliko as he walked along, so their lives might scent just alike at first thought Ten hotu-s for each in the same mills who got almost the same pittance for their hot work and must spend their pennies for almost the sumo necessities. But infinite must be tho diversities of their suffering. 1 To be t'oii'iitueif.) SCYTHE SONG. 8talwart mowers, brown and lithe. Over summer meads abloom, Wielding: fast the whLsprinfj scythe. Where in all the old perfume? Breathes it yet in teader gloom. Soft through lodes' twilicrht air? Where hath Pitmmertide her tomb? Hush, the scythe say, where, ah wherat Coint's the lon, blade RK-aming cold Where the pirden ground is spread Kays of carl on crowns of gold. Dainty daisies white and red! Dam.s that o'er them onco would tread. Damsels blithe and debonair. Where is nil your sweetness fledf Hush, the scythe says, where, ah where! Time! who takVt and giv'st again All thitio: bitter, some tliinu'S swett. Must ii- follow, all in vain Follow still those phantom feet! Is there not some fjrass grown street. Some old. yew-begirt parterre. Where our dreams end ve may meet? Hush, the scy tho says, where, ah where! Longman's Magazine. AN OLD INDIAN FIGHTER. Horrifying Coolness With Which He Gave the Detail of the I)eth of Ills Foes. I suppose a soldier in battle but rarely knows that he has actually shot 11 man, but one of these old Indian fighters sits down after dinner, over n pipe, and re lates to you with quito horrifying coolness every detail of the denth which his rifle nnd his sure eyes dealt to an Indian; and when tin's one, stroking meanwhile the head of a little boy, who was standing at his knees, described to me how he lay on the grass and took aim at a tall chief, who was, in the moonlight, trying to steal a boat from a parly of gold seekers, and how, at the crack of his rifle, the Indian fell his whole length in the boat and never stirred again, I confers I was dumb with amazement. The tragedy had not even the dignity of an event in a man's life. He shot Indians ns he ate his dinner, plainly as a mere matter of course; ncr was he a brute, but a kindly, honest, good fellow, not in the least bloodthirsty. One of these very Indian fighters is now sitting before me. I have been ac quainted with him for years, and I know him to be a good, kind hearted man, and the idol of the little curly heads who cluster at his knees. He does not look at nil ns I imagined a murderer would look; he is dignified as well as good hearted in fact, there is nothing different in his ap pearance and manner from those of any other well meaning citizen. And yet he has just been telling me, with a slight, satisfied smile playing over his lips as ho spoke, how he once hanged an Indian nnd again how he cut the throat of another. I nm not at all afraid of him, though I must acknowledge that he makes me shudder; but ns we think over the matter I wonder all the same and yet in the south, and all over the sea, I have looked upon some strange, sad scenes, in which blood was not wanting. Am I disgusted when he tells me how he once cut a steak with his bowie knife out of an old Indian? Yes but there he stands before me, and I must say that he does not at nil look like a butcher. A. G. Tassin in Overland Monthly. Smoking Under Water. 'Do you know how that trick of smok ing under water is done?" asked a show man the other day. "You'll see it tried inthe swimmingTtauks. 1 1 looks strange, I admit, to see a man go under water with a lighted cigar in his mouth, smoke calmly at the bottom, and come to the surface with the cigar burning as nicely as if he were smoking in his easy chair. It is a trick, but it requires practice. I used to be quite proficient at it. Just as I threw myself backward to go down, I would flip the cigar end for end with my tongue and upper lip and get the lighted end in my mouth, closing my lips water tight around it. A little slippery elm juice gargled before going iu prevents any accidental burning of the mouth. Going slowly down backward, I would lie at full length on the bottom of tho tank and blow smoke through the cut ens' of the cigar. Ju6t as I reached the sur face again another flip reversed the cigar, and there I was smoking calmly. The re versing is done so quickly that nobody no tices it." Philadelphia Call. The ItiteUIgenee of Birds. Dr. Charles C. Abbott says that in ex perimenting on the intelligence of birds when he girdled branches on which birds had built their nests, causing the foliage to shrivel, exposing their nests, although they had laid their eggs they would aban don them; but if the nests already con tained young birds, notwithstanding the exposure, they would remain until the young were able to fly. He placed a num ber of pieces of woolen yarn red, yellow, purple, green and gray in color near a tree in which a couple of Baltimore ori oles wert building a nest. The pieces of yarn were all exactly alike except in color. There was an equal number of each color, and the red and yellow were purposely placed on die top. The birds chose only the gray pieces, putting iu a few purple and blue ones when the nest was nearly finished. Not a red, yellow or green strand was used. Chicago News. Flekmaluny Transportation iu f-eorgla. One day a large family of slaves came through the fields to join n. The- Head of the family, a venerable negro, wni mounted on a mule, and safety stowed away behind him in pockets or bags at- mule were two little pickaninnies, one on I each side. This gave rise to a most im-' poitant invention i. e., "the net way ol transpoiiiug pickaninnies." Ot- lbs next day a mule apieared in column covered byn blanket with two pockets on each side, each containing a little negro. Very soon ufd tent flies or strong canvass was u?d instead of the blanket, and often ten or iiftecu pockets were attached to each side, :n that nothing of the mule was vis ible exwpt the head, tail and feet, all else being covered by the black woolly heads and bright .shining eyes of the little uar- Ktes. ifcuisionnuy si cow was mad.; to take the plate of the mules; this w-.v. p. ! d wled improvement, as the cow nr- I lushed rations as well as transportation tor the lt.-tb.vs,. James Laue Allen iu The t C.ntury. ! retleh Fuith la Westom Africa. Mux M tiller says: "We may fancy our selves secure against tho fetich worship of the poor negro, but there arc few if any I among us who have not their fetich or idol, either in their church or their heart. Tho negro's religion is not belief iu the power of the fetich, but belief in the power of the spirit through which the fetich is of effect." Ono important thought in particular is not peculiar to fetich faith, but is mixed with the religions of most people; but the negro suffers more than any other man from the fear of ghosts. "In the foaming water, in the dazzling lightning, in the murmuitng wind he sees tho working of self existing spiritual beings. And why should we deprive an anxious human heart of the comforting faith tht a piece of hide or a dried snako head -arefully wrapped up and worn about the body can protect him?" H. Nipperdsy in Popular Science Monthly. Power of a Klud Voice. There is no power of love so hard to get and keep as a kind voice. A kind hand is deaf and dumb. It may he rough iu flesh and blood, yet do the work of a soft heart and do it with a soft touch. But there is no one thing that love 0 much needy as a sweet voice to tell what it means and feels; and it is hard to get and keep it in (he right tone. Ono must start in youth r.nd be on the watch night and day, at work and play, to get nud keep a voice that shall speak at all times the thoughts of a kind heart. It is often in youth that one gets a voice or a tone tliat is sharp, and sticks to him through life, und stirs up ill will nnd grief, aud falls like n drop or gall nn the a weet joys of home. Watch it tiny by day as a pearl of great price, for it will 1kj worth more to you in days to come than the lest pearl hid iu the sea. A kind voice i to the heart what light is to the eye. It i a light that sings as well as shine. Klihu Burritt. A Ketr Advertising Dodge. The latest advertising dodge is to strew about the sidewalks bogus purses, from which bogus bills stick out, the idea being that the people who pick them up will have their attention drawn to the adver tisements printed on them. "I don't think much of that scheme," said a gen tleman who is not wholly insensible to the charms of money. "Do you think I am goin? to patronize a man who trifles with lav finest feelings?" Toronto Globe. Kever Dined Before. Said an English woman of rank to nn American lady: "Was Buffalo Bill in vited to dino out much when he was in Now York?" "Ho never dined in his life till he canio to London," was the reply, "when he was at homo 'he had something lo eat' at IS o'clock." Detroit Freo Press. Worth Knowing. Mr. W. H. Morgan, merchant, Lake City, Fin., was taken with a severe cold, attended with a distressing cough and running into consumption in its iirst stages. He tried many so-called popu lar cough remedies and steadily grow worse. Was reduced in flesh, had diffi culty in breathing and was unable to sleep. Finally tried Dr. King's New Discovery for consumptiou und fouud immediate relief, and after using about a half dozen bottles found himself well and has had no return of tho disease. No other remedy can show so grand a record of cures, ns Dr. King's New Dis covery for consumptiou guaranteed to do just what is claimed for it, Trial bottle free at Dowty & Beeher's drug store. Better spare to have thy own, than ask of other men. A positive cure for livor and kidney troubles, constipation, sick and nervous headache and all blood diseases is "Moore's Tree of Life." Try it. Sold by Dr. A. Hetntz. There is more talk than trouble. Any person who is effected with Tet ter, Salt Rheum or any itching or smart ing skin di&ease, had better try Cham berlain's Eye and Skin Ointment. They will certainly never regret it. It is guaranteed to give satisfaction. Sold by Dowtv & Becher. An ill agreement is better than a good judgment. Worth Yonr Attention. Cut this ont and mail it to Allen A Co., Au KMa, Maine, who will send jou free, something new, that juut coins moLey for all worker. At wonderful as the electric lin'it a Knuin ax pure gold, it will prove of lifelong value ami importance to you. Both ftexeo, all aet. Allen A Co. bear expense of starting jou in business. It will bring you in more cash, right away, than an thine else in tbia world. Anyone an where can do the wrk, and live nt home also. Hetter write at once; then, knowing all, Hhonld you conclnde that u don't care to engage, why no harm is done. 4-ly Good words quench more than a buck et of water. Try Moore's headache cure, it beats the world. For sale bv Dr. A. Heintz. It costs more to do ill than to do well. Renews Her Youth. Mrs. Phoebe Chesley, Peterson, Clay county, Iowa, tells the followingremark nble story, the truth of which is vouch ed for by the residents of the town: "I am 73 years old, have been troubled with kidney complaint and lameness for many years; could not dress my self without help. Now I am free from all pain and soreness, and am able to do all my own housework. I owe my thanks to Electric Bitters for having renewed my youth, and removed com pletely all disease and pain." Try a bottle, 50 cents aud SI at Dowty & Beeher's drug store. Good cheap is dear. A conflict for possession. When your system becomes disordered do not let sickness or disease take possession. Take St. Patrick's Pills at once. They act promptly, cure costivenees and bilious disorders. They ward off diseases and tone up the whole system. Sold by Dowty & Becher. The beast that goes away, never wants blows. Dr. I. Bader, of Fulton, Kan., says: "I have been practicing medicine for 27 years. Many times I have prescribed Chamberlain's Cough Remedy and do not believe it has an equal in the mar ket." It is a certain cure for Coughs, Colds and Hoarseness. It ia a splendid expectorant. It contains no opium, chloroform or any injurous substance, 50 cents a bottle. Sold by Dowty & Becher. Tho korrl nitrsw nrs triBTi riatrint hath j.uw ..u. a...- ... .- nothing. The Importing LINCOLN, I 3 1 I ill L. 1 I mtv t "' s5r- Ba B.-J?dVF1-' k 1 .ijKaS9tCift9KSw5lftffBlt0rjmmyi Wfl -IMPORTERS OV Pure-bred French Draft (Percheron or Norman) A? ENGLISH SHIRE HORSES. -TiiUoijalwajAbAlcoiiitt. Ci!t iul o o-.lr t-.ors-i i.-iwn.t fur CAtiiluo Your pot broken seems letter than my whole one. The Kabien Cry for It, And tho old folks laugh when they find that the pleasant California liquid fruit remedy, Syrup of Figa, is more easily taken and more beneficial in its action than bitter, nauseous medicines. It is n most valuable family remedy to net on the bowels, to cleans tho system, and to dispel colds, headaches and fevers. Man ufactured only by the California Fig Syrup Company, San Francisco, Cal.1 For sale only by Dowty & Becher. I had rather ask of my fire brown bread, than borrow of my neighbor white. " J Hood Wapen Ahead. 1 t OeorgH Stinnon A Co.. Portland, Maine, can ' give jou work tlint jott can do and live nt iioratt, 1 waking great iwy. You are sturtfd f rte. ( 'apt-1 tal not celled. Koth sextf. All agw. Cut thi out and write nt once; no liawu will lx done if' )ou conclude nit to go to wort, after you lciirn oil. All particulars five. Bet paying work ia this world. 4-lj Fear keeps the garden letter than the gardener. I am selling '-Moore's Tree of Life" and it is said to give the very best satis faction. Dr. A. Heintz. 'JO-fini'l Better good afar off, than evil at hand. KncklenVi Arnica Salve. The Best Saiwe in the world for Cuts, Bruises, Sores, Ulcers, Salt Rheum, Fever Sores. Tetter, Chapped Hands, Chilblains, Corns, and all Skin Erup tions, and positively cures Piles, or no pay required. It is guaranteed to give perfect satisfaction, or money refunded. Price 25 cents per box. For sale by Dowty & Becher. jnly27 THS CHEAPEST EAYINQ 0?i EARTH i ASK YOUR GBOCEI? FOfJ TKCM; tntftSK flan ccjeryjr. ex.z.3Dis."ao. HENDERSON .09 A 111 W. Minth St. KANSAS CITY. MO. Tht only Specialist in the City trfio is a Regular Graduate in Medicine. Over 20 ieara' Practice, 12 years in Chicago. THE OLDEST III AGE, AND LONGEST LOCATED. 4 Autborizpd bv the State to treat Chronlc.Nervousand "Special Dis eases." seminal weatcness imgnz lOisesl.Sexnn.l Debllltv Uottof sexual wl V.ntti. TaK1II... DaIca.I kind. Urinary Diseases, aud In fact, all troubles or diseases In either male or female. Cures guaranteed or money refunded. Charges low. Thousands of cases cured. Experience Ia important. 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