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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.
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"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
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nothing.
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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
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RHEUMATISM
THE 6HEAT TURKISH RHEUMATIC CURE.
A POSITIVE CCRE for RHEUMATISM. I
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After Forty jsars
experience in tha
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hen One Hnndred
Thocand srn'IcatloRn for patent in
the United Slates and Foreign coun
tries, tea pablirhers of the Scientific
American continue to act as solicitors
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Germany, and all other co'iatnea. Their experi
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tha largest circulation and is tha most influential
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The adTantagos of such a cotico CTery patentee
understands.
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admitted to be tub.stpaprrieTo.cd to toence.
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lisned in any country. It ccstAia the nar.i of
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