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soft straggling hnir moved slowly in tho summer wind;
his lips workod norvously and his long lnshos darkonod
tho sluulows under his eyes. His shouldots drooped
listlessly ovor his narrow chest, nnd ho conghod sharply
as tho minister's voico rolled out in Ins rending. But
tho little mnn prayed on. Ho did not ask happiness;
thnt wns gone. He could not ask for life; ho thought
that life, too, was beyond his roach. So ho prayed for
cleuth nnd heaven nnd rest, prayed sincerely ho thought
But a moment later when tho minister was preaching
and tho little mnn wns watching tho girl ho knew that
ho did not want to die; he wanted to live and bo near
hor oven if sho did not care for him. Sho would marry
tho other man; he could not livo nnd seo thnt After
all it would bo better to die. Sho would not car9, sho
would not enre.
Iu sudden revulsion he turned upon himself fiercely.
Couldn't ho livo out his life without, her? Wasn't he
strong enough? There would bo other peoplo in tho
world to help and but not to lovo like hor. "I can't
livo 1 can't die without you, Mary, Mary," ho
sobbed passionately, nnd his sob wns cnught up by tho
organ. Ho hold Ins breath. What wore thoy singing?
" wherever you lauguish,
Como to tho throno of God, forvently kncol;
Hero bring your wounded hearts,
Hero toll your anguish, , .
Earth has no sorrow that heuvon cannot heal."
Ho was on his feet in an instant His eyes shone;
his faco flushed; ho felt tho rush of music in his ears
and ho, too, joined in tho song.
Down in tho blaze of tho chandelier's light tho
young man looked gravely and tenderly at the face of
tho girl stnnding beside him. Ho wns glad she did
not sing but stood quietly waiting till sho could go
away with him. Her eyes woro happy ns sho listened
to the hymn. Tho words menut little to hor and the
thought of them gnvo plnco to idle thoughts of tho or
gnn, tho lights, nnd the people.
Behind her under tho gallery the little man with his
flushed faco and quick breath was singing his soul out
but sho did not hear.
"Como to the feast of love, como ovor knowing,
Earth has no sorrows but heaven can remove'
The song died away nnd tho minister's voico foil soft
nnd beseeching in the benediction. Then a sweet light
roso in tho face of the girl ns she turned to tho mnn
beside hor. But the light died out in tho fnce back
under tho gnllery. After his moment of exaltation tho
little man took up his burden again, and his pain
dimmed oyes looked out on n life that was to go on
nnd end as it had always been nsking littlo nnd re-
AN IMPENDING CRISIS,
It was at tho club. Wo had just onton our euppor,
and as John (full name John Christian Wiggonswar
mor) and I woro discussing tho merits of the last show
ho shuddered involuntarily, breathed tho sigh of n
mnn in distress nnd abruptly shot out of the door und
ran terrified down tho street, occasionally casting a
frightened look over his shouldor. Something portou
tious wns on John's (full nnmo given) mind.
Two hours Inter I encountored him ngnin. He
spoko to mo or I should not havo known him. Ho
wns bundlod up like an Esquimaux. A long bear
overcoat reached to his heels, and the high collar ex
tended far above tho heavy fur cap drawn down over
his head. His pockets bulged suspiciously. I ask
him cautiously who he was going to egg. As ho
stopped bnck ns if shrinking from tho fearful mission
I had recalled, I saw thnt ho wore four-nlv felt boots.
were drawn,
in enormous
own confidingly
1 fm 11 a a
over wincn large liannoi-iiuca arstics
Extending his hands, which wore lost
ouuaio-muo gloves, no grnspea my
nnd whispered hoarsely, "Examine thoso pockets for
yoursolf thoy will explain this ordeal which I niUBt
undergo."
Cautiously I began the inspection. I first drew
from tho right pockot a half dozon candles, then tho
globe of an arc-light, three incandescents, a piano
lamp, five boxes of matches, and three pairs of extra
magnifying spectacles. Restoring tho articles as I
had found them, I began my investigation of the other
pocket. Therein I found concealed thirty feet of
strong hemp rope, an extension step-ladder, a couple
of massive eye shades, n flask of compressed air for
vontillation presumably, a feather duster, two boxes
of Sapolio with pans aud sponges, a now work by
Spencer, on "Logic, and Probability" (of finding what
you look for), a steam radiator, and a small ''Crown
Diamond" boso-burner, with tho mogoziue full of hard
coal.
Reverently I restored these articlos as I had the
others. I said never a word. He spako not again.
We understood. I turned away with pity and compas
sion and brotherly feeling filling my heart, for I knew
that lie had to consult a reference in the gallery of
tho univorsity library.
corvine nothing!
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With no"Sombero" this year nnd with other' favor
nble onions, tho English club hns thought 1895 a pro
pitious time for publishing tho first edition of its
mngnzine. A board of editors has been appointed
with Professor Adams, chief editor, and Professors
Bates, Gray and Ansley of tho faculty, and Misses
Bullock, Melick, Edwards, and. Messrs Oberlies,
Shrevo, Alexander, and Ned Abbott, business manager,
of- the students. Work has already been begun and it
is hoped that Vol. L, No. 1 will make its appearance
in creditablo form about May 1st.
