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THE SON OF A WIDOW.
One evening of the last winter the Abbe
Faber, the worthy cure of the oM chard
of Saint Medard, Paris, straggled against
the furious blasts under a spread um
brella and painfully fought Ids way along
toe Rue Mouff etard on his road to the
holy sanctuary. Very sure in bis own
mind that he was uselessly disturbing
himself on this stormy night, he was
deeply regretting the heap of blazing logs
he had quitted in his tittle lodging in the
Sue Lhomonde. also that BoUandist folio
lying open upon the table by the side
of bis horn rimmed spectacles.
But it was a Saturday evening, the day
of all days when the old widows and
work women of his parish, who gained
their living by cleaning ia the neighbor
hood or' collecting their little pensions,
came to seek absolution from him in
' order to commune on the morrow. He
could not, therefore, this honest priest,
dispense with the necessity that required
Urn to install himself in bis oaken box
and to open, like a prompt cashier, the
wicket to his faithful flock. The confes
sional, as every one knows, is a kind of
paradkstnt? savings bank for the weekly
depositing of venial sins.
The Abbe Faber was all the. more
Averse to going out on this special Satur
day evening because it was the weekly
pay day of all the world, and generally,
at such times, the Sue Mouffetard was
an ant hill of people, and of people but
ill disposed to the priestly soutane. It
was good to be a man of God, "a holy
man," as his parishioners called him, but
the Abbe Faber did not find it the less
displeasing to lower his eyes before pain
ful sights or to have in his ears the oaths
and foul language caught in passing.
There was, moreover, a certain liquor
shop which the good abbe particularly
detested, a shop all red and aflame with
gas jets, sending out hot and alcoholic
odors through its open door, and with
row upon row of casks and barrels orna
mented with placards labeled "Ab
sinthe," "Bitters," "Madeira," "Ver
mouth," "Eau de Vie," whilst upright
. before the counter a band of drinkers in
cap and blouse saluted him as he filed
along the pavements with a "Here!
Here! Your Holiness!" distinctly of
fensive. This evening, however, the bad weather
had made the streets deserted, and the
abbe arrived at the threshold of the
church without disturbance, dipped his
finger in the waiting benitier, made the
sign of the cross, and with a brief rev
erence to the main altar turned his face
in tlie direction of the confessional.
No, it was not for nothing that he had
come out in the wind and rain a peni
tent was there before him.
A male penitent! A most rare and in
frequent visitor to the confessional of
Saint Medard! But this time it was no
illusion of the senses with the worthy
abbe, he saw him plainly under the red
light of the lamp swinging from the
nave of the chapel, and still more clearly
the short white blouse and the nail stud
ded sandals of this kneeling man.
Some workman, doubtless, who had
kept his simple peasant's faith and the
proper habits of a practical religion.
Nevertheless, and of this the Abbe Faber
was very sure, the confession he was go
ing to hear would be like all the others,
as commonplace as that of the cook of
the Rue de la Monge, who accused her
self of padding the bottom of her bas
kets, but did not dream of restitution.
The priest even smiled a little as he
recalled the usual formula of the young
faubourgienne who came to demand a
billet of confession preparatory to mar
riage on the morrow:
"I have not killed, I have not stolen;
as for the rest, my father, question me!"
Naturally tho Abbe Faber passed into
his box with peaceful tranquillity, and
with no other emotion drew aside the
little curtain of green serge that screened
the wicket.
"M. le Cure," began a deep voice that
sought in vain to soften the harshness of
tone, "M. le Cure"
"I am no longer a cure, my friend,"
murmured the abbe in return, "begin
with your confiteor and call me my
father.'"
The kneeling figure, whose face, bathed
in shadow, the abbe was unable to see,
obeyed instructions, stumbled through
the prayer, which lie seemed to find diffi
culty in recalling, and then, after a mo
meat's silence, and as if struggling with
some strange emotion, commenced his
confession.
"Pardon me, M.le Cure," said he," my
father, I should say, if I do not speak, as
1 should, but it is twenty years since last
I knelt in the confessional. You know
how it is with a man in Paris and who
is not bad tike the others. I told myself
that God knows all, I need not go. " But
today, to-night, M. le Cure, I liave that
upon my conscience too heavy to bear
alone. I have come, then, to you you
must share it with me. this burden, for
. I have killed a man!"
Killed a man! The abbe started upon
his stooL A murderer! this man before
atari Then there would be no more dis
tractions of mind for him during the com
ing self unburdening! No more listening
with distrait ear to the foolish babbling
of old women, too zealous in self accusa
tions, and whom he could absolve with
speed and confidence! Tbebrowsonear
his own had conceived and executed a
crime! Those hands, joined upon the
ronfrasionsl, were red with blood! were
perhaps atill soiled with it as it had ran
from the veins of his victim!
Aad ia the horror that assailed the
Abbe Faber as the penitent spoke there
i possibly a httle terror, for he could
ao words m which to respond bat
"Confess, confess,
of God ia infinite."
the mercy
"Well, listen to my story," said
the
man. has voice vibrating aad
then aver in its hopeless sorrow.
"By trade I am a mason, a layer of
d atone, and came to Paris at 90
age with a friend aiid compan
ies', my childhood aad from my own
W lived together aad learned
together at the public schools.
raa called Philippe aad was more
a brother tome, aad lam called
He was also tall, handsome, a
1 carried his heart ia h
I, on the contrary, was heavy,
, not even as goodamasoaasPhi-
Mpaieye so gaoeef having snrhafriead.
him w the boule-
me on the'
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am Ihroo qasrties of 'taw time to go ami
aatam himself with lus comrades ia the
cafes I still loved him.
"I wan natural at his age; he was
happy aad liked aliasun; he was tree,
with no cares to worry him, aad I was
not free I was forced to be. saving, fori
bad aa old and infirm mother hi my vil
lage lMwae who needed all I could give
her. It waa for thai I lrst began to take
my meals with a woman who lived in
the same house with me and made her
living by funUshiag the pot-aa-feu for
all the masons.
"Phfflpppe did not do this, but ate else
where, and I remained, perhaps for an
other reason I loved the daughter of
the household, loved her madly. Poor
Catherine! and you will see presently,
M. le Cure, to what all thk is coming. I
lived there for three years without tell
ing her of my love for her. I was too
poor, too indifferent a worker, and
scarcely earned sufficient to care for my
self and my mother. When she left me
for heaven, for she was a good and pious
woman, I did better I saved a little
money enough, it seemed to me, to
start a household. I spoke to Catherino,
and at first she said neither yes nor no.
"ParMeut I was not attractive I see
it now, and it was not until her mother,
who liked me well, talked on my side
that our marriage was finally agreed
upon. Ah, M. le Cure, I spent then
some happy weeks, though I feared that
Catherine had only accepted me and did
not love me. But she was a good k'ucI,
with a good heart, and I meant to wait
I loved her so much she would surely
love me.
"Of course, I had told Philippe, whom
I saw every day upon the scaffolding
we were then employed by the same pa
trontold him, I say, everything. The
result, M. le Cure, you have doubtless
divined. Philippe was a handsome man,
gay, free handed, everything, in abort,
that I was not, and soon, without either
of them intending it, Catherine was mad
about him. She was a good girl, as Tve
told you, and she told me of it as soon
as she knew it herself. All the same, I
shall never forget that moment..
"Ah, well, I loved them, loved them
both, M. le Cure, and believed it would
be for their happiness. Philippe had al
ways made a good salary, but had saved
nothing. I gave him my savings; he
purchased furniture, and they were mar
ried. Everything at first went well, and
there was one child, a boy, named Ca
mille, and 1 was the godfather; it was
after the birth of the child that things
began to go wrong. I had been mistaken
Plulippe was not meant for marriage;
he loved pleasure and gay company too
much. You, who spend your life among
the poor, M. le Cure, know by heart this
sad history; in the beginning the worker
who little by little glides into idleness,
drunkenness and absences of two and
three days; then who reports only at the
end of a week, makes a scene and ends
by beating his wife In less than two
years Philippe had become one of these
unfortunates.
"In the beginning I sought to stop him
to correct him; my remonstrances only
made him furious, separated us and
stripped the household for the furnishing
of the Monte de Piete all the faster. One
night he had the shamelessness to make
me a shameless proposal of his own
wife, too, that poor, pale Catherine, ae
honest as the Holy Virgin. There was a
scene between us, accusations and in
sults, heaped upon us both by thk
drunken fool. I struck hun, and re
nounced even seeing Catharine and my
godson. Philippe I only saw when we
chanced to meet (which, as he worked
but little, was infrequently) on the same
building.
"Still I loved them all too well to lose
them from sight; yet I could only prowl
the quarter on Saturday nights when
Philippe liad gone to drink up the wage
he had just received, and if there was too
much misery in the household, which 1
learned by listening to the gossips, doing
what I could to relieve it Philippe, the
shameless, discovered this, and, finding
that I would still come to the aid of hie
wife and child, found it very agreeable.
"To abridge years passed thus, Phi
lippe ever sinking deeper and deeper into
vice, but Catherine, with my help, had
been able to bring up her son as brave,
honest and true as herself, though notes
a mason, a worker, like me. No, he was
a scholar, a designer, a pupil of the night
schools, who was able toearn a good sal
ary in an architect's office. He was good
to his mother as well, and to see her on
the arm of this kind son paid me for
everything.
"But yesterday evening in coming
from the cook shop, I encountered
Camille alone, and as he gave me his
hand he is not too proud, M. le Cure, to
do even tliat I saw by something in his
. face that all was not right with him. I
questioned him.
" I have drawn,' he responded, a bad
number one of those that will send me
to the colonies as a marine for five years
at least, and I leave my mother without
resources, and with my father, who has
never drunk as he drinks now, or been so
wicked. Poor people are certainly ac
cursedr "Ah-h! M. le Cure, the horrible night
I have passed! The twenty years efforts
of this poor mother destroyed in a single
instant by the turn of a chance! the sim
ple rummaging of a hand in a sack! the
withdrawing of a lettered scrap!
"It was barely daylight when I arose
this morning and returned to the build
ing which I am helping to construct
on the Boulevard Arego. Work is the
only relief for suffering, and I climbed
to my place the walk are already to
the fourth story and began tolaythe
bricks. Suddenly a hand touched my
shoulder; I turned; it was Philippe,
working today through a caprice, and
the patron, under contract for a certain
time, had accepted him the first comer.
"I had not seen Philippe until this
morning for a long, long while, and I
had difficulty to recognize him. Burned
and withered away by eau de vie. with
gray hair and shaking hands, he was an
old man, a hideous and bloated rain.
" 'And so,' I said to hun, for my heart
was full, the lad has-drawn a bad num
ber! 'A bad number, you say? he repeat
ed, in a rough voice' and with a wicked
look, and why a bad number, pray? Are
you, too, as stupid as the rest as mother
and son? Camille should serve his coun
try as the others serve her, though I
know very well what it is that both, of
them wish; if I was dead, you see and
he leered at me with a hideous grin on
his bloated lips, 'if I was dead he
wouldn't ico. But and so much .the
worse for them I'm solid as a post still,
and Gamine is not the son of a widowr
"The eon of a widow!
"Ah-h, M. le Cure, why did he say
those words before me in that spot of
all others? I, whom he had outraged in
every way, whom he bad made to suffer
so much, and who still suffered so much
under the suffering be inflicted upon
others? Like a flash a bad thought came
into my mind a thought that stayed
with me all day long, as side by side I
worked with this man! That poor Cath
erine what torture he would inflict
upon her when she had no longer a son
to protect her against a miserable drunk
ard, always ugly, always evil under the
of Manor, and capable of
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then S o'clock, then I
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o'clock
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6 JO.
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Phfl-1
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heatopcMiaamaVto k above him
to say God knows what
kim-tomywKhai
i simply
'I have always a sailor's t botfly
Camille isn't near to I
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M.leCure,fora
with anger and. revolt at
this man
only to
thing only to
Philippe clung and to
into space; I had only to do this. I say,
andMileCureIdiditl
"He
him up. There was no one lb say it
not an accident, ami Oamille weffl, Oa
mille is the son of a widow now aad he
will not go! It is I who will go, who
will emigrate to America, for I dare not
stay!
"I have told the truth to you and to
the good God, and I repent, but should I
stay and see Cherine in her black robe,
and so happy and proud on the arm of
her son, her own at last, 1. know that I
should repent no longer- that I should
cease to regret my had action.
"As for a penance, M. le Cure, take
you this, a golden trinket I bought for
Catherine when she should be my wife,
and which I have always treasured. Sell
it now, and divide the money among the
poor!" '
Did Jacques rise up absolved of bis sin
by the Abbe Faber? Who knows? But
that which is certain is this the priest
did not sell the golden trinket given him
by the hand of a murderer under the
seal and shadow of the confoasionsl. He
turned the price of it, or as near it as he
could guess, into the coffer of the church,
but he suspended it like an ex voto upon
the altar of the chapel of the Virgin, be
fore which he daily prays for the soul of
the poor mason. Translated from the
French of Francois Coppse by EL C.
Waggener for The New York Mercury.
ATaey
FloridagirU are not like their Alabama
sisters (by The Age Herald's estimate),
for the former abhor slang. But. for
downright emphasis of expression and
that brevity which is the soul of wit they
yield the palm to no other state.
Several weeks ago a number of brave
young men and beautiful women from
the interior came in on an excursion.
A small knot of the visitors were walk
ing leisurely through the park, when the
following conversation was overheard
between two of the visitors. It is re
ported verbatim, though it is impossible
to reproduce the drawling, earnest tone
in which it wasdelivered:
"Sal," asked one, displaying the folds
of her new dress, and taking a sly hitch
at her bustle, "Sal, how do my dress
fitT
"Fingers and toes couldn't better it"
"Do John seem ter notice it?"
"Cant keep his eyes often it"
"Do my bustle shake about any?"
"Shakes jess like jelly," replied Sal, aa
they proceeded on their way with an air
of triumph indescribable. Jacksonville
(Fla.) i Types-Union.
Ahaari
"One of the most absurd arguments
used against a girl who wishes to become
a physician," said a blue eyed, fair
haired medical student in petticoats, the
other day, "is that the disagreeable
sights and experiences of the dissecting
room, if they do not altogether over
power her fortitude, will coarsen het
feelings and destroy her delicacy. Bah,
I say, to such mawkish sentimentality.
No one thinks it hardens a girl to nurse
a sick person, and yet I tell you that in
ministering to the sick and the dying
and the dead in the capacity of a nurse,
I have seen sights as ghastly and per
formed far more distasteful and exhaust
ing labor than I would have been called
upon to do if I had been a physician:
and all the time I knew nothing of the
keen.interest in the scientific part of the
work which I now have, that so absorbf
my attention and thoughts that what it
revolting to others is by me almost un
noticed." New York Tribune.
Titles are designed to confer distinc
tion, and lose their value the moment
Tom, Dick and Harry wear them. A
German scholar, traveling in Switzer
land, was in pursuit of information.
Professor What is the name of that
lake?
Guide I don't know.
Professor Well, as a guide, you cer
tainly ought to know.
Guide Yes, and have every one call
ing me "professor!"
To the same effect is the story of a
Harvard professor who was accosted by
his title in a Boston street
"If you must call me professor," he
answered, quickly, "do speak a little
lower! The rasters by will be taking me
for a boot black." Youth's Companion.
X Jail.
The governor of Heligoland is mon
arch of all he surveys, albeit what he
surveys is not very much; but there if
one matter in which he cannot but feel
his inability to chum kindred with other
rulers of men. In brief, as he almost
plaintively observes, there is no regular
Jail in Heligoland. A "few cells" there
are, it is true, in which "disorderly per
sons are occasionally confined." When
Heligoland has the misfortune to pro
duce a real determined criminal nc
doubt it will be equal to the occasion,
but at present serious crime upon thk
tight little island under British rule ap
pears to be practically unknown, the
total of offenses against the person or
property in the entire community vary
ing from year to year from three or I out
to none at all. toodon Daily News.
The Gavanunea T Wi
Washington is a city that is governed
bytbepeopleof all the states of there
public. In electiiigthek representatives
ia congress the people of the states elect
Washington's board of aldermen, and ia
choosing their president they choose
Washington's mayor. For this privilege
of controlling the Federal Sty the coun
try has to pay one-half the expenses ol
the municipality. In fact very little
money but Uncle Sam's money is' evet
seen here, and very rarely does any one
m Washington get bold of an old bank
note. The government pays out nothing
but new mouey, fresh from the money
mill. Even the United States treasury
fa used as a sort of town bank, to which
hundreds of Washington hinn go daily to
get money rhaaged.
"That man who just went out had a
head so large I hadn't a hat in the store
that would fit BJsa,"said the hatter, as
he put away a hat nearly as big as a coal
scuttle.
"Who was her
"Idontkaow. He is connected with
thejwlicedewilmanl.lthmk. Didvon
ever notice,' he want on, "what large
noliremaa have? Hearty
of them wears a hat lamer
wan tee average. The Irish, as a race,
nave enormous .a
Germans in town who have large
out taeur bodies
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went out of here
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AaMMMTthahoataof tawtuabered dead;
It to eoariac, a brief laVe doaa.
It to coauag; that bright beyoad;
Ittommiag. that heaie above;
Ooauag, the chorea of aagal baada.
sVdh Canvas) Oaf IVHBltOd smneTadB
R to conhaj. a HTeof love.
Lewtotoa JowraaL
WILLIE LEE.
Hls name was Willie Lee, but no one
thought of calling him Willie except his
sister. Willie was poor and homely.
His hair was what might be called a
blue white, his eyes were pale and with
out expression, and he was altogether a
very plain person. He and his sister
Mary had a little house in the outskirts
of the city near the car barns. His close
proximity to the barns doubtless was
what led hun to think he would become.
a car conductor. At any rate, he did
become one, and Mary, as-she used to
be weeding in her little garden beside
the street, would look up and see him
pass and say to herself:
"Now, don't he just look fine with
those blue clothes and brass buttons?"
His sister's eyes could not see that the
navy blue of the clothes painfully
brought out the sickly pallor of his face
and made lus sleepy eyes dimmer. To
her he was handsome and the uniform
made him liandsomer. Mary was partial
to uniforms. There was a policeman in
that suburb for whom she had the great
est regard, and in the evening when she
would go out to watch for Willie's car
going by on its last trip the policeman
used to come and hang over the gate and
she would tell him what a good boy Wil
lie was.
The men at the barns did not know
much about Willie. He never met at
their gatherings in the office and stables
r.nd sung and danced and joked as the
others did. Half of them did not know
his name, but the time keeper said his
car was always on time ami the nickels
he turned over were always right in
number.
Willie's passengers did not like hun
either. They said be opened and left
open the door in winter and shut it in
the heat of summer. He made them sit
close on the seats, and gravest offense of
all he would make the men go inside the
car when there was room instead of
standing on the rear platform in a crowd.
AH this served to make him unpopular,
still he never violated a rule of the com
pany, and the keenest "spotter" could
never have reported him for a single mis
demeanor. Willie did not like girls. He used to
say to Mary, "Girls are a nuisance. I
wouldn't let one of them get on my car
if I could help it." There was no use
trying to get up a flirtation with Willie,
he was adamant A neighbor, rosy
cheeked Rachel Moore, had loved Willie
ever since they were children and played
in the dust of the road before, the city
had moved down to them. v Willie liked
Rachel, too, after a fashion, very much
as he loved Mary, but he never thought
of marrying her or any one else. Mary
used to say to him. "Willie, suppose I
should die, what would you do for -.
housekeeper?" Mary didn't think ol
dying, she was thinking of the police
man, and Willie would answer, "Don't
talk about such absurd things, Mary."
That was all the satisfaction she ever re
ceived. Yet it was through a girl that Willie's
life was changed. How these women do
change our lives, some in one way and
some in another! Willie was supersti
tious. He said he was unlucky every
time he ran on car No. 113. A man
had shot himself in it once, and another
had fallen off the front platform and bro
ken his leg, and Willie was always hav
ing trouble when he was on it
One February day car 118 started from
the barn at its usual hour with Willie
Lee as conductor. Everything went on
well all day and Willie was flattering
himself that he was going to escape ill
luck for once, but she lurks around us
when we are least conscious of her pres
ence. It was nearly night and a rain set
in, a rain that froze to everything and
made the track very slippery. A young
lady who often went down on Willie's
car asked to bo left off at the avenue and
Willie rang the belt
She stepped off, but as fate would
have it another car was coming from
the opposite direction, the track was
slippery, a new driver was managing
the brake, and instead of stopping, as fa
the usual etiquette in such a case, the
car came on. Willie fan4fng qq the
step took in the situation at a glance,
and though he was always slow he made
tills the exception. He jumped from the
car and almost threw the girl from the
track just in tiu.e to save her, but he
slipped and fell and was ground under
the horses' feet and the cruel wheels.
Then the car stopped and the passen
gers crowded out and around him. '
"Is he dead, O! is he deadT criedVthe
girl whom he bad saved, and' she knelt
down beside him, took off his cap fl
brushed the damp hair back from his
forehead.
"No, he is not dead," said a policeman,
Mary's policeman, who happened for
once to be where he waa needed. "He
lives just below here. We will carry
him to the house." They picked him up
and carried him gently into the little
cottage. Mary was overcome with
fright and would have fainted had not
"Teddie" been there to assure her that
Wilhe was all right "only hurt a bit"
The next day the young lady whom
Willie bad saved came down in her car
riage to see how he was. She swept in
through Mary's little kitchen like a
queen, and Rachel, who was sitting on
the step of the backdoor, looked at her
in mmwit; at Hilog aaolalrft, ?&
and the diamonds in her ears. "My,
aint she grand?" she said to herself. "I
wonder if Wilhe knew her before? I
wonder if he would have jumped right
in front of two great big horses and a
car if I had been in her place?" Jealous
little Rachel! Of course he would have
done it just the same had the person been
the lowest of tho lowly.
Day after day Helen Carpenter came
to inquire after "the brave fellow," as
she called him, and when be began to
get better she brought him flowers and
hot bouse fruit and all sorts of thing
that be could not eat and would .aiot
have dared to had lie wanted them. Shu
brought him books, too, and read to him
by the hour stuff that he did not bear.
He did not care for' books, but he liked
i co mmk at aer as she sat hy his side read-
He liked to bear the tone of her
voice and amU the
looked .forward to. When it
warmer 1n began to sit up by the wm
dow In an easy chair ahe had ms from
her own home, and ami would corns aad
ait on a stool at his feat aad talk with
him about.samielf and her daily Hm until
ahe wade him her abject
loved her with a love that only
people have who havenevi
She was the light of bia life aad he
forgot that he was poor and homer, a
thing that he had neverforgottea besote;
that she was as high above him as she
heavens are above the earth. Whan he
held her little jeweled hand in his, as
she sometimes allowed him to do, he
would have been willing to have
for her a thousand times over.
Rachel was entirely forgotten.
would come in sometimes to aeohim, hat
he would always be sleepy or watching
for Helen and would not talk to her.
One day Mary saw her eyes fitted with
tears, and she put her arm around her.
"Dont cry, Rachel: he will see the light
by and by," she said, and Rachel broke
down and sobbed. "I used to think he
cared for me, but he dont now."
One day Mary said to him, "Willie, 1
don't think you treat Rachel just right"
but he never heard her. Willie was a
long time getting welL Another man.
had taken his car, but thesttpermtendent
said he was. at liberty to go back any
time when he was able. The policeman,
too, was in a hurry for Willie to get
well. Mary had promised him that the
friendship begun last year over the onion
beds should terminate in a happy wed
ding, and he liad been scanning mtentiy
the house hunters directory for a suit
able placo to put lus bride just as soon'
as she would consent to become his, .
v One day Willie made up his mmd to
tell Helen when she came again just,
how much he loved her, and when ahe
came in and sat down at his feet and
looked at him with her great liquid dark
eyes, full of tender solicitude, and asked
him how he was, he took her hand and
attempted to speak, but could not
"You are weak yet. arent you, Mr.
Lee? How angry you ought to be with
me for having been the cause of all your
trouble. But you'll hurry up and get
well by Easter, won't you?" And she
childishly laid her cheek against the
liand she held. "Do you know, I am,
going to be married on Easter Monday,
and I want you to come to my wedding."
"Go to her wedding! Go to her wed
ding! He said it over to himself, then
tho room grew dark and everything
seemed uncertain, and he fainted.
"It fa warm and be fa still so weak,
and I suppose I talked hun to death;"
she said to Mary, who came in answer
to her alarmed calling.
Mary was quick wittcd and she knew
pretty nearly what liad happened, aad
she told "Teddie; all about it that even
ing and said ahe loved Willie, of course,
but she thought he had treated Rachel
badly, and maybe this would be a les
son to him.
For several days Willie was too weak
to sit up again in the easy chair. He
seemed helpless and unconcerned as to
whether he got well or not Helen had
not been to see him since the night he
faulted. She was busy with her wed
ding prt-puiations and just stopped at
the gate one day to ask if he was better
and wondered if Mary thought he could
come to her wedding.
"No, I do not think he can go," Mary
said, and she said it 'coldly, and Helen
did not come again.
It was the day of Helen's wedding.
Willie heard the carriages roll past on
the pavement and he turned bis face to
the wall and the tears came intohfaeyes,
that had been strangers to tears for
years. Rachel had brought in a bouquet
,of Easter flowers and placed them on his
tahte. There were violets among them;
'everything to remind him of her. Just
in the dusk of evening Rachel herself
came in. She paused a moment at the
door to see if he was asleep, and as his
eyes were closed she concluded that he
was. She sat down on the low stool
and as her face was partially turned
away from him Willie opened his eyes
and looked at her slyly.
' He never thought Rachel pretty be
fore. In fact, he had never thought
much about her, but now as she sat be
tween him and the fading light he noted
the roundness of her cheek, her white
throat, and the pretty curb of brown
hair around her face and neck.
"I wonder if she would do just as
Helen did had she been in her place." he
said to himself. "Would she have, come
here and made me love her and then
have cruelly told me she was going to be
married? Yes, I suppose she would wo
men are all alike, coquettes, every one
of them."
Rachel was thinking over her life, and
by some strange, iiiwyplsinahhr mes
meric sympathy Willie's mind went back
over the past too. What a friend she
had always been to him and Mary, and
how bravely she had fought her own
battle of life thus far. "She fa a noble
little woman," he said to himself, "and
I wish I was worthy of her." Then the
clock struck, and Rachel started, up. She
drew a half sighing breath, paused a
moment then stooped over him and
lightly touched hfa lips with hers. Be
fore he was aware what he was doing he
had passed lus arm around her neck and
pressed her head to his breast "Do you
then love me, little Rachel?"
They say love fa eloquent by whomever,
spoken, and Willie was certainly elo
quent The love that was shut up in bis
heart all turned and told itself seemingly
without his aid to Rachel, and when
Mary came in she found them sitting
hand in hand, a new sweet light in their
faces.
When the June roses blossom, there
will be a double wedding in the little cot
tage and "Teddie" and Willie will both
be' happy. Willie has gone back to his
car. lie says he likes the road and likes
the work, and blesses the day that good
fortune camo to him through misfortune.
Katherine Hartman in Dansville Ad
vertiser. Mr. Tanner suffers frightfully with
headaches, and from his limbs, which
were improperly amputated a ouarterof
a century ago. Often white asleep he ia
roused by the shooting pains and tor
tured into shrieks. His faithful wife Is
ever at his side. While the weary man
sleeps she receives callers by the doaen.
and transacts much of the business
which otherwise would interfere with
the rest of the commissioner. But for
the care and assistance of his wife Mr.
Tanner would break down and go to
pieces in thirty days. Wcshington Let
ter. Davtd Jones was the first settler of
Baltimore, in 1183, and his nameisborae
by a small stream that runs through the
city. In 1780 a town was laid out on the
west side of this stream, and called Balti
more, in honor of Cecil. Lord Baltimore.
A town called Jonestown was laid outon
the east side in 1783, and this was united
with Baltimore in 1745. dropping its orig
inal name.
The nickels of the patriotic school
children of Kansas, aggregating $1,000,
aad coming from 20,000 children in sixty
three counties and 308 schools, the same
being contributed to the Mount Veraon
Ladies' association, sre to be used to re
build the old servants' euarters attached
to the historic auuuBea of the Potomac.
eTateleser.
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& sartJIty llmt it w ass
whe
it fa
the weight of par
mam iato freefbra
the other toa
Twin boys hariagseea borate Uncle
a - aaV .
H tw
shoahl he given
-Par aoBetiHg."asid Aunt Lfay. -got
ter be tanned to Dam boys
nabdiffnuH'BiUala.leaaandewlMndker
chiefegeUHtizvdaaji.' "IhU'saa." mid 'Uach KsjKun. reflect
ively ThM. after a pauae. h athknt. "Well.
IH tell y Wi-lf rail Vim Klwar.l tm
'UgHMt.' YtNiiIi'ot 'tniniHi-
Too
they ft
both their
and their teachers. Too maa v
succeed because they are made to
fed they never can. Maay achild who
fa full of aniaiatioa anal h7e and fun ami
happuiemfaBMdetohate hfa school and
school books, because hfa teacher does
not take the tfase and trouble to stedy
me dtapoatrtoa.aad-rfcus learn
govern him. Herald of Health.
The
to an
use of its obearfaar, aUhetat aM
above all, of a golden tamper, and
fast as aa anchor. For each a ene we
gladly exchange the sjreatest genius, the
most brilliant wit the
thinker.
work. To here to
powers steadily,.
proper grooves, to the proper
fa one of the most precious frails of wfa-
dom and experience.
There waa a frog who lived ia a
Me eaaowt each a sou that he
Foot, unfortunate Batraehian! In
what a sad plight he must have been.
And yet hfa uuefottune was one that
often befalls singers. Many a once tune
ful voice aatong those who belong to the
"genus homo" is utterly spoiled by a
"cold in the head," or oa the languor
both combined. For the above mention
ed Croaker" we are not aware that any
remedy was ever devised; but we rejoice
to know that all human singers amy
keep their heads clear aad throats ia
tune by a timely use of Dr. Sage's Ca
tarrh Remedy and Dr. Pierce's Golden
Medical Dfaeovery, both of which are
sold by druggists.
When it rains macaroni there will be
a fine time for gluttons.
Dtoeaverlea Mare Valuable than Gale
Are SANTA ABIE, the California dfa
eovery for Consumption and Diseases of
the throat, Chest and Langs, and CALI
FORNIA CAT-R-CUBE, the only guar
anteed cure, for Catarrh, Cold in the
Head and kindred complaints. They are
sold at $1 per package, or three for $2J6Q,
and are recomsjended and used by the
leading physicians of the FacnV Coast.
Not secret oompeunds. Guaranteed by
Dowty k Becher.
Three things kill a man: a scorching
sun, suppers and cares.
CeBsaamttea 8wely Cared.
To thk Editok Please inform your
readers that I have a positive remedy
for the above named disease. By its
timely use thousands of hopeless cases
have been permanently cared. I shall
be glad to send fwo bottles of my reme
dy m to any of your readers who have
consumption, if they, will seed me their
express and post oace address. Bespect
fuUy, T. A. SWOT, M. 0, 181 Pearl
street. New York. 80y
One bird in the dish ia worth a
died ia the air.
bun-
The Terifct t'aaalaieaft.
W. D. Suit, druggist; .Bippus, Ind,
testifies; I can recommend Electric
Bitters as th very best remedy. Every
bottle, sold has-given relief in every
One man took: six bottles, and
cured of Rheumatism of 10 years'
steading." Abraham Hare,- druggist,
BelkmlJOhio,afbma:'MTh sell
ing niedicine I have ever handled in my
90 yean' experience, js Electric Bitters.'
Thousands of others have added their
testimony, so that the verdict is unani
mous that Electric Bitters do cure all
dines scs of the Liver, Kidneys or Blood.
Only a half dollar a bottle at David
Dowty 'a drag store.
Coaemnmate pleasure is not in the
costly never bat in yourself.
An Assatate Cam
The OBIGDfAL ABIETINE OHTx
MENT ia only pat up in large two-ounce
tin boxes, and is an absolute eure ior
old sores, buras, woun6a, chapped hands
and all kindsof elan eraptioas. Will
positively eure all kinds of piles. Aak for
theORICJNALABITTNEOTNTJiENT
Sold by Dowty A Becher at 96 cents per
box by mail SO eenta. mar7y
We mast eat aad driak though every
tree were asadlowa.
"Another wonderful discovery has
nade aad that too by a woman in
this county. Disease, fastened its clutch
es upon her and -for seven years she.
withstood its severest tests, but her
vital organs were UBdernuoed aad death
seamed imminent. For three month
ahe coughed incessantly and could iiol
sleep. She bought of us a bottle of Dr.
King's New'Dieeovery for Consumption
and was so much relieved on taking first
dose that she slept aU Bight and with
one bottle haa been miraculously cured
Her name is Mrs. Lather Lutz. Tbu
.ite W. a HaauinV. A Co, oc Shelby
N.C-get a free trial bottle at David
Dowty's drag store.
They i
. hunger in frost who spring
time have lost.
Salve.
The best salve in the world for eats,
braises, sores ulcers, salt rheum, fever.
sores, tetter, ehappsd hsade, ehilblsias,
coras, and all. akin eruptieas.
tirely cures aflaa, sr ae; pay
It is garaateed te grre parmH
ticavor aeMwj mfnadsd. Price
UmatamaM iijsaii. They get Ha bag
cake of ice from the aearset still water
sbbs ceuaaaaw. nam
fares4y.nostsa Bmigtt
whet aaaies
couarilwaacaJted.
tsawsmslsef all eemaajp teas,
Oaeef the bast laeseaeto WMaratis
theakenlats aaieaaty of pre venting work
from rtagcnw atlas late worry. It fa
worry that Ufa ar; the most sart net
autferth our beat
coatleaeasly. m the
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In 1849 gold was discovered m California. Thirty-nine years from
that date
"GOLD DUST WASHING POWDER'
which is purely vegetable, and the greatest boon ever offered the Ametkm
people, was placed in the market, and by its use the daily expenditure of
every household in the land can be greatly reduced. Use it for laundry,
washing dishes or scrubbing and cleaning of any kind. Ask your grocer
for a FREE SAMPLE. You will know it by its golden color.
HllllT t7 N. I. FA1BBAM ft CO., St Uu.
P. S Wash your children with " Fairy " Soap.
SCOTTS
EMULSION
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SCOTTS ElfTJLSION is aeknowledgedby
Physicians to be the finest and Best prepe
mtaouia the world for the reli f and cats of
CONSUMPTION, SCROFULA.
GENERAL DEBILITY, WASTIHC
DISEASES, EMACfATiON.
COLDS and CMRONtO COUGHS.
The grtnt rrmrJy f,tr Gmswnptiox, ami
Wmttay in Children. SML by all IhvggitU.
Try the Cure
Ely's Cream Balm
Al-
Itya Inflammation. Hnalathe Sores.
Beetores the Sanses of Taste, Smell
Ad Hearing.
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