10 THE OMATU DAILY.IJRE SUNDAY. AUOUvSr 12 , 18tU
IIEBTJME OF LOTJHDE8.
Jlrlcf Hjnopum of the Portion of.olo'n ( Iron
Story Wlilcli Ilim HITII Published.
VIRST DAY. , .
CHAPTER I. The opening scene of "Ixnirdes ,
which wns commenced In serial form In Sun
day's Ueo of April 15 , la In a Cnr of the "whit
trnln , " which curr-les the very sick pilgrim :
from Paris to I iurdes. Amons the pilgrims I
Marie , d Ouers.ilnt , a young woman , who , fo
years , 1ms been bedridden. Htic Is accompanlec
by her father nnd the Abbe Pierre Kromcnt.
CIIAPTKR II. The Abbe Pierre was the soi
of a chemist who lived nt Ncullly. Living nox
them wcro M. de Ouersilnt nnd his family. Llttl
Marie do CliicrH.iInt nml Plcire plnyed together
nnd finally Ml In love with eich other as the :
grew up. Mnrle received an Injury which re
suited in nearly total paralysis. As she couh
never be his wife , Pierre became n priest.
CIIAPTKR HI. The suffering In the train I In
tense when It stops at Poitiers half an nou
for lunch. %
UHAITER IV.Sophie Coutcnu tells the stor ;
ot the euro accorded to her diseased foot b ;
simply dipping It In the \vntor of Ixjurdes.
CIIAPTKR V. The Abbe rends the history o
Herrmdelle. nnd describes the visions In Un
grotto. As the train rolls Into the station a
Lourdcs an unknown irmn dies.
HKCONO DAY.
CHAPTER I , A vivid picture 1s given of thi
confusion when the Invalids are landed and con
veyed to the hospital.
CHAITER II. The hospital Is greatly over
crowded. ' ' At . in. the procession to the grotK
starts. Kallrer Massals asks the vast conBjesa
tlon to pray for a gteat miracle , ns the body o
the man who died In the train In to be Im
mersed In the pool In hopes that life will lx
restored.
CHAITER III. The Abbe mocta Ills old friend
Dr. Chassalcne. The crowd forces the Audi- ti
the pool. The dmd man Is brought In and Im
iversed. No mlraclo occurs. On Koing out tin
Abbe finds Uiat Marie has been bathed wlthcnl
CHAITER IV. Dr. Chassalgne accornpanlei
the Abba to the Itureau of Certifications. Li
Ortvotte , who had been In th'i last singes o
"
consumption , cornea ruuhlus In , shouting , .
am cured I"
CHAPTER V , The Abbe visits Marie , who li
losing her faith. He reads to tha Invalids , con
Unulns the ntury of IJcrnadette.
THIRD DAY.
CHAITER I. Pierre discovers tlint Mme. Vol
mar , a devout pilgrim , 1ms come to Lourdes t <
meet her lover.
CHAITER II Herre and M. do GuersaUV
meet Mmc. I > v 3snc2U * , Mile , Haymonde am
M , da Pcyrelonsuo. to wlibm Raymonde Is en
caged. They visit places of Interest.
CHAPTER III. Marie , accompanied by hei
father and Pierre , watches the truenlflccni
torchlight procession.
CHAITER IV. Pierre takes Mnrle to thi
grotto to remain throughout the night. Ilaror
Hulro shows Pierre ihe rnlmculous spring.
CHAITER V. Dr. Chnssaigno tells about hli
Interview with Hernndette. and describes tin
efforts of the Abbe I'eyramale to build a churcl
at Lourdes.
FOURTH DAY.
CHAPTER I. The death ol Mme. Vetu li
lvldly portrayed.
CHAPTER H. There Is great religious fervoi
shown during tha services. In the midst of I
Urother Isidore dies.
CHAPTER III. As Pierre stands besldi
Marie's cart ho remembers that one of th <
Physicians called In consul Inllon said she court !
be cured In a perfectly natural way. Suddenly
Marie stands up In her carl. She walks to th <
llmcau , and her euro Is put on record.
CHAITER IV. Marie drags her cart In ( hi
procession. Pierre has lost his faith , nnd by hli
vows has lost I ho right to lore Marie now thai
she can l a wife.
CHAPTER V. Dr. Chnsiafgne taVes the Abrx
to Dernndetto's room. lie also takes him to thi
church that the Abbe 1'cyrnmala started t <
build. The ambitions and drrams of Ihe Abbi
Peyrnnmlo ore graphically described.
FIl-TII DAY.
CHAPTER1 I. The abbe Is mimmoned lo tint
nlready dead an old lady whose fortune goes lo r
crippled hey who has been brought to Lourdei
to bo cured. The father regards the old lady'i
death ni tv 'divine recompense.
CHAITER II. Marie Is annoyed by the alien
tlon her cure hnu nttracted. With Pierre ani
her father she makes a flnnl visit to the grotto.
CHAPTER III. Arnld great confusion the pll
Krlms board the white train to take them back t <
Paris. With the exception of Marie , the invalid !
are all In about ihe same condition ns whet
they arrived. The clergy , however , are cnthusl
4utlo In their assertions ot the miracles tha
have been wrought. One lady who came ti
Lourdes to pray for the reformation of nn un
faithful husband Is filled with Joy lhat he hoj
com * to go home with her. She declares It to 1)
the greatest miracle of all the healing of r
heart.
FIFTH DAY Chapter IV.
The cnr rolled , rolled on through thi
blade night. Eacb ono marto Irl3 arrange
inonta , and stretched out to sleep more com
fortably. Mmo. Vincent was compelled to Hi
down on the scat. A pillow was given ti
her , and having become as doctlo as a chili
and stupid , she slept In a nightmare's torpor
per whllo great , silent tears kept rolllnj
down her closed eyes. Kllso Rouquct alsi
having an entire scat to herself , made read ]
to lie down on H , but , her face alwayi
turned to the mirror , she began by ninklii ;
an claborato toilet for the night , tying ovei
"her head the black kerchief that she hai
used to cover her Infirmity , and she lookec
to sco It she wcro pretty with the swelllni
gene from her Up. And again Pierre wag as
tonlshcd to sco that deformity nearly , It no
Absolutely cured ; that monster's face tha
ono could now examine without horror. Hi
was again in a sea of uncertainty. Was 1
not even a real case of lupus ? Was ttsomi
Unknown species of ulcer of hysterical or !
gin ? Or must ono admit that certain form !
of lupus not uulllclently studied , resulting
from mal-nutrltlon of the skin , could be at-
footed by a great mental shock ? It was t
miracle , unless In throe wt'Cks , In three
months , or In three years It reappeared , a :
bad La Grlvotto's consumption.
It was , 10 o'clock and the whole car -wai
asleep , when Lainotho was passed. Slstei
Hyaclntho , who had kept on her knees tin
dead of La Grlvotto , could not get up. Slit
contented herself by saying as a matter ol
form In n low voice In the grinding of tin
Wheels :
"Silence , silence , my children. "
Uut something kept on moving at the bottom
tom of a neighboring compartment , a nolst
that juinoycU her and that she finally under
stood.
"Sophie , why do you keep kicking the
Beat ? You must go to sleep , my child. "
"I am not kicking , sister. It is a kcj
rolling undur my shoe. "
"What key ? Huud U to me. "
She examined it. It was a very poor , verj
old' kojr ; blackened , made thin and smootl
by usage , ot which the ring had been sol
dered and showed the break. All hands fell
la tholr pocket , but nobody had lost a key.
"I found It In tbo corner , " resumed So
phie. "It probably belonged to the man. "
" \Vlmt man ? " asked the nun ,
"Why , the man who died there. "
Ho had already been forgotten. Slstei
Ilyaclntho remembered. Yes , yes ; It musl
certainly have belonged to the man , for she
had heard something fall whllo she was
sponging bis forehead. She turned the key
over ; she continued to look at It a sorry key
In all Us nulltipss , n key henceforth useless ,
that would never again open the unknown
lock somewhere In the great world. Otic
moment she thought ot putting It In bei
pocket In n sort > of pity ( or tbo little plccuol
Irpn , so bumble , to mysterious , all that re
mained ot the man. Then a devout though !
came to her that she should not keep any
thing on this earth , and through the half-
opened window alio threw the key , that fell
Into the bhckncss ot the night.
* "Sophlo , you must not play ; you must
sleep , " she resumed , "Come , come , my chil
dren , silence. "
It was cnly nftor tbo short stop In Bor
deaux , nt about half-past 11 o'clock , that
sleep was resumed and overtaken by the entire -
tire car , Mme , do Jonqulere had boon unable -
able to longer struggle against It ; her bead
rested against the wooden partition , and. her
face was happy In her fatigue. The Kaba-
thlor family slept as well , without a breath ,
whllo not a sound came from the other com
partment the one that Sophie Couteau and
Hllsa Ilourmet occupied , extended face to face
on tha eaU. From time to time a dull
groan was heard , a smothered sigh ot soi
row or fright that escaped from the lips c
the sleeping Mmc. Vincent , ns she was toi
lured by bad dreams , There remained wit
whlo opened eyes cnly Sister Hynciiithi
very much worried over the condition of L
Qrlvotte , who was still now , na though ovei
powered , breathing with an effort nnd Wit
a continuous rattle , From one end to tli
other of thi ? moving bedroom , shaken by tli
Jolta of the train moving with nil steam 01
the pilgrims and the Inval.ds had Rive
Ni ! iisclvc3.up ; limbs were ImnglnK nnd IIKW !
rolling under the lamps' pale , dancing llgh
At the end , In the compartment of the te
female pilgrims , was a sorry collection (
poor , ugly feccs , old and young , Hat sice
seemed to have suddenly struck after
hymn , with open mouths. And n h'cnt con
passion v/aa duo to these sad people , tlrei
crushed by five days ot foolish hcpcs nnd It
fln'to ' ecstasies , who would awaken on tli
morrow to the stern reality of existence.
Then I'lerre felt as though he were alon
with Marie. She had not wl5hed to strotc
herself on the scat , saying that she had n
malneil tea long lying during seven yearn , an
he , to make room for M , tie Quersalnt , wli
from Ilordeaux had resumed his deep sice
Ilko a child's , had gene to sit by her. Th
light ot the lamp annoyed her. He pulle
the screen , They found themselves In th
shade , a transparent , infill.tcly agrccabl
shade. At this cmcnt the train must hav
been passing over n plain ; It slid In th
night ns though flying forever , with a lou
and regular noise of beating wings. Throug
the window that they had lowered came a
exquisite freshness from the black flcldi
stretching further than the eye could rcacl
without the llttlo , lost light of even a vll
lage.Onco
Once more the past came bcforo them , tli
llttlo house In Neullly , the kiss they had 03
changed near the flowering hedge , under tli
trees pierced by the sun. How long ago ths
already was , and how his whole llfo had bee
perfumed by Itl Then came to him the bll
terness of the day when he bacamo a pries
She was never destined to be a woman , an
ho had consented to be a man no longer , an
It was to bo their eternal misfortune , as m
turo In Irony would restore her ns a wife an
a mother. Still , If ho had retained faith , li
would have found In It eternal consolatlot
But ho had vainly tried everything to regal
It ; his trip to Lourdes , his efforts before th
grotto , his hope , at one Instant , that li
would nt last believe , If Marie was mlract
lously cured ; their total Irremediable rul
When the announced euro had been sclentlf
cally wrought. And their Idol , so pure an
so sorrowful , the long story of their teal
slalneil tenderness also passed before hlrr
She , herself having discovered his sad secrc
had gone to Lourides to ask heaven for th
miracle of his conversion.
During the torchlight procession , when the
had remained alone under the trees In th
perfume of unseen roses , they had prayed fc
each other , lost In each other , with an anler
wish for mutual happiness. Before the grott
again she had Implored the Holy Virgin t
forget her and to save him , if she could ot
tain but one favor from her divine Son. Thci
cured , outside of herself. Inspired by love an
gratitude , carried by the rails with he
wheeled clmlr up to the Basilica , she ha
thought that her prayer had been grantci
she had cried to him her joy that both c
them had been saved together. Ah ! that ll (
that He of affection and charity ! The mis
take In which he had left her from that me
ment was crushing his heart by its weight
It was the heavy stone that now walled hit
at the bottom of his voluntary tomb. H
recalled the awful shock that had nearl
killed him In the shadow of the crypt , hi
sobs , his brutal revolt at first , his wish t
keep her for himself alone , to possess he
as long as ho know her to be his own , a
that rambling passion of his awakened vlrlllt
that had subsequently little by llttlo bee
quieted to sleep again , drowned under th
stream of his tears , and. not to destroy 1
her the divine illusion , giving way t
brotherly compassion , he had made tha
heroic vow to lie to her and It was provln
agony.
Pierre. In his reverie , trembled ther
Would he always have the strength to kec
that vow ? At the station , when ha TWO
waiting for her , had he not surprised I
his heart nn Impatience , a Jealous wish t
leave that too well beloved Lourdea , In th
vague hope that she would become his ngal
at n distance ? If ho had not been a pries
then ho would have married her. Wha
rapture ; what an existence of adorable happl
ness , to give himself up wholly to her , t
take her entirely ; to live again In the dea
child that would bo born ! There was surel
nothing dlvlno without possession , life tha
Is complete of Itself and that reproduces
His dream then branched off ; ho saw hlmsel
married and ho asked himself why thi
dream could not be realized. She was n
simple as a child ot 10 years ; he would in
struct her and would remould n soul. He
cure , that she believed she owed to the Hoi
Virgin , she would be made to undcrstan
came to her from the only Mother , Impasslv
and Bcrcne nature. But as he made thi
arrangement ot affairs a species ot sacre
terror gruw within him , resulting from hi
religious education. Great Oed ! did h
know If this human happiness with whlc.
ho wanted to surround her would ever b
worth the holy innocenqe , the chlldls
naivete In which she lived ? What re
preaches after a time , If flue was not happy
And then , what a play on conscience t
reject the cassock to marry the girl in Ira c
ulously cured but yesterday , to do nwn
with her belief sufficiently to got her t
consent to the sacrifice ! And yet In tha
diiectlon lay bravery ; there lay reason , life
the trUe man , the true woman , the ncces
snry and gtcat union. Why , then , in ;
Cod , did he not dare ? A horrible sadnes
misled his reflections ; ho heard nothing bu
the suffering of his poor heart.
The train rolled along with its cnormou
clapping of wings ; there still rcmnlne
awake only Sister Hyaclnthc In the wor ,
out slumbers ot the car , nnd nt this momen
Marie , leaning toward 1'lerro , said to hln
gently :
"It Is strange , my friend , I can scarce ! ;
keep up , 1 am so slerpy , and yet I cunno
Bleep. "
Then with a slight laugh :
"I have I'nrls In my head. "
"How Paris ? "
"Yes , yes. I dream that it Is waiting fo
me. Mil I know nothing of that city o
Paris , but I shall have to llvo there. "
This was agony for Pierre. He had trul ;
foreseen it ; she could not bo his ; she won !
belong to others. Paris would take ho
from him If Lourdes returned her to him
And he pictured that simple girl fatally ac
quiring her education as n woman. Th
little soul HO spotlessly whlto that rcmnlnei
open In the big girl ot 23 years , that sou
that Illness had placed aside , far from life
far even from novels , would quickly bccom
ripe , now that she regained her free flight
Ho saw the young ( ; lrl , laughing , strong
running everywhere , looking , hearing , meet
Ing one day the husband who would complete
pleto her education.
"Then you look forward to having a gooi
time In Paris ? "
"I , my friend ; oh , what are you saying
Are we rich enough to expect a good time
Ko ; I was thinking ot my poor slste
Blanche ; I was wondering what I would b
able to do In Paris so as to assist her a lit
tie. She Is so good ; she gives herself ei
much trouble ; \ do not wish to have her con
tlnuo alone In earning money. "
After another silence , as he himself kcp
qulot ami was deeply moved :
"Formerly , before I suffered too much ,
painted miniatures well enough. You re
member I made a portrait on paper tha
looked very much like him and everybody
though very protty. You will help me , won'
you ? You will seek ordcrj for portraits fo :
me. "
Then she ( poke of the new life that shi
would lead. She wished to arrange a room
draping It with cretonne with small blui
( towers out of her first savings. Dlancbi
had spoken to her about the big shops , when
everything could be bought at very lov
prices. To go out with Blanche , to rut
around a lit'If , would bo so much fun foi
her who had never seen anything , conflnet
to her bed ilnqe childhood. And Plr-
quieted for a moment , Buffered gnlti In find
Ins In her that burning ilonlro to live , til a
anxiety to sec everything , to know ever )
thing , to lotto everything , U wan the flm
awakening of the woman she was to bccomi
that he had formerly divined , adored ns
child , a dear creature of gayety and pnssloi
with n mouth Ilko ( lowers , eyes Ilko stars
n milky complexion , golden hair , rcsplemlei
In the joy of being.
"Oh , t shall work nnd work , and , lioslilc :
you arc right , Pierre , I will have a goo
lime , because there Uno harm In beln
merry , Is there ? "
"No. surely not , Marie. "
"Sundays we will go to the country ol
very far Into the woods , where there are fin
trees. Wo will also go to the theater , I
papa will take us there. I nm told tha
there are a great many places that ono ma
see. Hut that Is not nil. For that matter , a
long as I go out Into the streets and se
things I will be so happy , and I will be F
gay when I return ! It Isso nice to Hvi
Isn't It , Pierre ? "
"Yes , yes , Marie , It Is very nice , "
A death-like chill had crept over him , H
wan wild with regret that he was no longe
a man. Why , then , while she thus tcmptc
him with her Irritating candor , did ho not te
her the truth that Was gnawing him ? H
might have seized her , lie might hava wo
her. Never had a more awful struggle oc
curred In his heart and In his will. At on
moment ho wns on the point ot uttering tli
Irretrievable words.
But she had already resumed the tone of
playful child.
"Oil , look at my poor papa. He must ci
Joy sleeping so soundly ! "
Sure enough , on the scat facing them A
do ntiersalnt slept with a happy oxprci
slon , as though he were In his bed , wlthoi
secmlni : to be conscious of the contlnui
jolts. The monotonous rolling and pltchln
seemed nothing more than n rocking nn
made the entire car sleep. It wns an entlt
relapse , an unconsciousness of bodies , In tli
midst of disordered baggage , that had sllppc
from Its place , as though It had bccom
drowsy under the fmolty lamplight , and th
rhythmic grinding of the wheels kept rlgl
on through the unknown darktrcss where th
train ran. At times , though , before a Etc
tlon , under n bridge , the wind of the race hi
came engulfed nnd a tempest suddenly ble' '
Then the rocking grind was resumed ns be
fore and continued Indefinitely.
Marie gently took Pierre's hand. The
seemed lost , alone , with all around them un
conscious In the great , grinding peace c
the train rushing through the black nlghi
Sadness that sad feeling which she had unt
then hidden had returned to her , drownln
In shade her dark blue eyes.
"My good Pierre , you will often como wit
us , won't you ? "
Ho had felt a thrill as her little ban
pressed his. His heart was nt lila lips. H
decided to speak. However , ho still re
strained himself as he murmured :
"Mnrle , I am not always free. A pries
cannot go everywhere. "
"A priest , " she repeated ; "yes , a prlesl
I understand. "
Then It was she who spoke , who confos.se
the mortal secret that was crushing her heat
since their departure. She leaned furthe
over nnd resumed In a lower voice :
"Listen , my good Pierre. I am terrlbl
sad. I look contented , but I have death 1
my soul. You lied to me yesterday. "
He was frightened. Ho did not underatan
at first.
"I lied to you ! How ? "
A sort of shame held her back ; she stl !
hesitated at the point of entering the mys
tery of a conscience that was not her owr
She went on , as a friend , as a. sister :
"Yes , you allowed mo to think you ha
been saved with me , and It was not trut
Pierre ; you did not regain your lost faith. "
Great God ! she knew. It was a shock fo
him , so great a catastrophe that he forge
his own troubles. To begin with , hovlshc
to maintain his llo of fraternal charity.
"But I assure you so , Marie. "What coul
have given you so bad a thought ? "
"Oh ! my friend , keep quiet for pity's sake
It would hurt me too much to have you 11
any longer. See here. It was back there a
the station as wo were about to start whe
that unhappy fellow died. Good Abbe Ju
dalne got on his knees and said prayers fo
the repose of that soul in revolt nnd I felt I
all , understood all , when I saw that you dli
not get on your knees and that prayers dl
not also come to your lips. "
"Truly , Marie , I assure you "
- "No , no , you didn't pray for the dead
you no longer believe. And then , there 4
also another thing , It Is all that I guess , al
that comes to me from you , a despair tha
cannot hide ; there Is melancholy In your pee
eyes when they meet mine. The Holy Vlr
gin did not grant my prayer , did not rcstor
your faith , and I am very unhappy. "
She was crying. A hot tear fell on th
hand of the priest , which she had continue
to hold. That upset him , be ceased t
struggle , confessing all , and In his turn let
ting his tears fall , while ho muttered In .
very low voice :
"Oh , ilurle , I am , too , very unhappy ; oh
very unhappy ! "
For a moment they kept still In the bltte
grief of feeling between each other th
abyss of their beliefs. They would never b
more closely drawn together. They wor
rled especially about their Inability to brim
themselves together henceforth , slnco beavei
Itself had refused to retle the bond. Sid
by side they cried over their separation.
"And I , " she resumed , sorrowfully , "
who had prayed so much for your conversion
I who wns so happy. It had seemed to in
that your soul melted Into my soul , nnd 1
was so lovely to have boon saved together-
together. I felt strength to live ! Oh
strength to uplift the world. "
Ho made no response ; his tears kept flow
ing without cease.
"And to think. " she went on , "that I alon <
have been cured ; that I have that great de
light without you ! It Is to sec you s
lonely , so disconsolate , that tears my heart
when I am overwhelmed with grace and Joy
Ah , how severe the Holy Virgin has been
Why did she not cure your soul at the sam
time that she cured my body ? "
The last chance had come to him. H
should have spoken , broken at last to tha
innocent child , the light ot reason , oxplalnei
the mlraclo to her , so that life , after havlm
accomplished for her the work of health
should finish Its triumph by throwing then
in each other's arms. - He , too , was cured
It would bo common sense after that , and 1
was not because he had lost his faith , I
was losing her that brought on his tears
But an Invincible pity took possession of bin
In his great sorrow. No , no , he would no
trouble that soul , ho would not take away It
faith , which , perhaps , some day would b
Its bole support In the midst ot the trouble
of the world. Ono cannot expect of elthe
children or women the bitter heroism o
reason. Ho had not the strength ; ho ovei
thought that he had not the right. U wouli
have seemed to him an outrage , a horrli
murder. And ho did not speak. Hli
tears grew more burning during that Im
molatlon of his love , the desperate sacrlllci
of his own happiness , so that she should re
main candid , Ignorant nnd Joyful.
"Oh , Marie , how unhappy I am. Then
are none on the highways , none In the prls
ons more miserable than I. Oh , Marie
If you knew , If you knew how unhappy
am ! "
She was moved. She seized him In hei
trembling arms nnd tried to console hlu
with n brotherly hug. At that moment , tin
woman awakening In her , she guessed every
thing. She , too nobbed that she should bi
separated by every human and dlvlno will
She had never yet thought of such things
She suddenly caught a glimpse of llfo will
Its passions , Its struggles , its sufferings
She sought for words to appease a llttli
bleeding heart , and she whispered very low
provoked to find nothing tender enough ti
say.
say."I know , I know. "
She then found words , and as If what shi
had to say should only be heard by angels
she became uneasy and looked around hei
In the car. But It seemed as though sleei
had grown still sounder there , Her fathei
slept with the Innocence ot a great child
Not one of the pllgtlme , not ono of the In
vallds had stirred during the rough rochlm
that carried them along. Slater Hyacinth *
herself , giving way to crushing weariness
had shut her eyes after having In her tun :
pulled the screen over the lamp of the com
partment. There remained only a vagm
vhadow , indistinct bodies between nameless
objects , hardly apparent , that a breath ol
tempest and a furious flight pulled evoi
onward In the darkness. She also mlstrustci !
that black country , running to unknown dis
tances on either side of the train , where
one could not even find out what forests ,
what rlvem , what hills were being pasted ,
Awhile * o bright spark * had appeared ,
distant mills , perhaps sad lamps of workers
or of Invalids , but again the night was desp ,
the sea obscure , Infinite , unnamed , whore one
was always further , cUcwbere and nowhere ,
Marie , then overcome with modest ten
n , blushing fn the midst of her tear :
put her lips tli Pk'fre'B cnr.
"Listen , tny < friend. There I * n great <
cret betwen tbdilloly Virgin and me.
had sworn to hen that I would tell It t
nobody. But you are too unhappy. Yo
suffer too miich , , and aha will forgive tin
I nm going tq eonOda | t (0 you. "
Then , In a whisper :
"During the nljtlit of love , you know , th
night of buritlfig vcstucy that I passed be
fore the grotto , j jjotind myself by an oat !
I promised the Holy Virgin to consecrate m
virginity to her It oho cured me. She cure
me , nnd npverv-you ihcnr that , 'Pierre- '
never will I tnntry anybody. "
Ah ! What , unhoped-for sweetness. He fel
as though ( low had fallen upon Ma pool
bruised heart. , .It was n dlvlno charm , o
delicious belief , . If she belonged to no othe
'
she would then n'\w \ ys be a little his. Ho'
welt she had understood his trouble nnd wha
should be said to him under existence poaal
ble for him ,
Ho wlalieil In hla turn to find some hnpp
words to thank her , to promlso that he , tot
would belong to none but her , would love he
to the end as he had loved her from child
hood , ns a dear bslng whoso sole kls :
formerly , had been enough to perfume hi
whole life. Uut she made him keep qtllel
nlready fearful and afraid of spoiling s
pure a minute.
"No , no , my friend ; do not let us say nn
more. It would be wrong , perhaps. I m
very tired. I shall sleep quietly now. "
And she rested her head against hi
shoulder nnd went to sleep nt once , wit !
the confidence of n sister. Ho kept nwnk
for n short time , filled with that sad hnppl
ness of the renouncement that they had jus
tasted together. This tlmo It WHS renll
ended. The sacrifice hnd been consuin
mated. Ho would llvo alone , outside of th
life of other men. Ho would never kno\
woman. Never would a living being b
born of htm. He hnd only the consolln
pride of this ncccptcd , voluntary sulctdo li
the desolate grandeur of existences outsld
of nature.
But fatigue overcame him , too ; his eyelid
closed , ho slept In his turn. Then hi
head sank down , his check touched that o
his friend , who slept very quietly with he
forehead against his shoulder. Their hal
became mixed. She had her golden bait
her royal tresses , half loosened. The ;
waved across his face and ho dreamed litho
the odor ot tier hair. Without dniiDt th
same dream cf bliss came to them together
for their tender faces hnd taken the sam
expression of rapture , both laughed to th
angels. It wns chaste and passlonat
abandon , the innocence of this chance sleep
which placed them thus In the arms of caci
other , their limbs joined , their lips cool am
close , their breaths Intermingling , Ilko nnkei
children lying 'In the same cradle. Am
such was tholr wedding night , the consum
matlon of the spiritual marriage In whlc !
they were to live , a. delicious nnnlhllatloi
ot weariness , scarcely a passing dream e
mystrcal possession , in the middle ot tha
car of misery and suffering that rolled am
ever rolled In the black night. Hours am
hours sped by , the wheels ground , baggagi
swung from the pegs , while the stacked
Ciushcd bodies showed only cnormoui
fntlgue , the great physical weariness of thi
land of miracles on the return of over
strained souls.
At 5 o'clock , finally , na the sun was rising
there was a sudden awakening , n mlstj
entry In a largo station , cries of employes
opening doors and the contusion of movliif
people. They \fero in Poitiers , and tin
whole car was up- and In the midst of i
clamor of volOos , eWclamatlons and laughs.
It was llttlo S6phlo Couteau , who wai
getting out thorp , > who wnn saying goouuy
She kissed nil thov ladles nnd even cllmbei
over the partition rte bid farewell to Slstei
Claire des Anges , whom nobody had sect
since the preceding evening , hidden In hei
corner , slender , ' nnd silent , with her iys
terious eyns. T Theu the child returned , tool
her little bundle and said pleasant things
specially to Slitsr Uyacinthe and to Mme. d !
Jonqulere. i \
"Goodby , my sister ; goodby , madam , j
tlrnk you for all your kindnesses. "
"You must iroturn next year , my child. "
"Oh , my sister , I shall not fall to. It ii
my duty. " , . ,
"And , my dear child , be good and keei
strong , so that the Holy Virgin may be
proud of you."j
"Certainly , madam ; she has been so good
it amuses megto rVjturn to see hor. "
When sho' , was ori the platform all the
pilgrims In the , car leaned out and followed
her with bright lootcs , with salutations , wiU
shouts.
"Next year ! Next year ! "
"Yes , yes , many thanks. Next year. "
The morning prayer was only to be Bah !
on reaching Chatellerault.
After the stop at Poitiers , when the tralr
was again under way , with the little frest
thrill of morning M. de Guersalnt announces
in his gay manner that bo had slept splen
didly , notwithstanding- hardness of th (
seat. Mmo. do Jonqulere , too , congratulated
herself on the good rest , of which aho hac
stood In such need , but was a little Confused
however , to have loft Sister Hyaclnthe aon ! <
to watch La Grtvotte , who now trembled Ir
a high feyor , her horrible cough having re
turned. The other pilgrims arranged theli
clothes a little , the ten women In the real
replaced tholr kerchiefs , rolled their bonnel
strings , with a sort of modest uneasiness
In their poor and sad ugliness , Ellso Rou-
quet , with her face close to her mirror , coule ;
not cease examining her nose , her mouth , hei
lips , admiring herself , taking In every detail
concluding that she was decidedly gettlnj
very nlco again.
And It was then that Pierre and Marie
were again seized by great compassion , Ir
looking at Mme. Vincent , that nothing had
been able to draw her out ot the stupor Ir
which she had fallen , neither the noisy stocli
In Poitiers nor the sound of voices since tliej
had started again. Yylng on the seat , she
had not opened her , eyes , she still dozed , tor
mented by awful dreams. And , whllo ble
tears kept dropping from her closed lids , she
had taken hold of the pillow that she had
been compelled to use , she pressed It tightly
to her breast In some nightmare of suffering
maternity. Her poor , motherly arms , so long
weighted with her dying child , her unoccu
pied arms , empty for all time to come , had
found this pillow in her sleep nnd they had
seized it as though It wcro a ghost In blind
embrace.
But M. Sabathler had a pleasant awaken
ing. Whllo Mme. . Sahathlor folded the covers ,
carefully wrapping his dead legs , ho began
to talk with eyes brightened by his visions ,
Ho said ho had dreamt of Lourdcs , the Holy
Virgin had bent over toward him with a
smile of benevolent promise. And before
Mme. Vincent , that mother whose daughter
the Virgin had allowed to die , before La
Grlvotte , that unfortunate woman cured by
her , but so roughly returned to her mortal
ailment , ho expressed great rejoicing. He
repeated to M. do Guersalnt , with an air ol
absolute certainty :
"Oh , sir ! I shall return homo with an easy
mind. Next year I shall be cured. Yes , yes !
as that dear little child cried out a while
ago , next year , next year ! "
It was the Imleirrructlnle Illusion , victorious
even over certainty , the eternal hope that
would not die , that sprang again , oven firmer ,
after each defe'ift on'tho ruins of nil.
At Cmttellerault ! , Sister Ilynclnthe had the
morning prayer' said , the pater and the nvo ,
the credo , nn jinpeal * ° God , to ask Him for
the favor of uflnoiday. Oh , my God , give
me enough strength to avoid all evil , to do
all Good , to suffer , ay troubles !
HI < i-
CHAPTHR V.
And the trayel continued , the train rolled ,
ever rolled. At ) Sainte Mauro the prayers of
the morning sflrvlofijwero said and the Credo
was sung at f alnti ) Pierre dea Corps. But
pious exerclsea.AVprq no longer so much ap
preciated , zeal' liau' become less ardent , In
the growing fatigue of this return after so
long an exaltation' to the souls. So Sister
Hyaclntho und ' -arb'eil that It would be a
pleasant rela UJon"for all those poor , worn
out people to havo' someone read aloud to
them ; and she promised that she would allow
the abbe to read the end of Bernadotte's life ,
of which he hnd already on two different oc
casions described such marvellous episodes.
But they waited to roach les Aubrals. aa
they would have about two hours between
les Aubrlas and Ktumpes , all the time re
quired for finishing the story without being
Interrupted.
The stations then succeeded one another
again In a monotonous repetition of what
had been done on the way to Lourdes ,
throuch thu name plains , They began again
with the rosary at AmboUe , nld the first
string , the five joyful mysteries ; then , after
having sung at Bloli the hymn , "Bless , 0
Tender Mother , " they recited at Beaugeney
the second string , the five sorrowful mys
teries. The sun since morning bad been
veiled by a soft down ot clouds , the country
they paused waa very pleasant and rather
tad In Its constant faiillke waving. On thu
two sides of the ro d In the gray light , tree
nnd houses disappeared with the vngu
lightness of n droorn , whllo the distant hills
buthod In mUt , went more Jilowly. with ni
oiisy surfllko swinging. Between Benugene ;
nnd les Auhrals the trnln seemed to nldckci
Its speed , ever rolling on , with the rliytli
mlc.il , persistent grinding ot the wheels tha
the stupefied pilgrims were not oven able t
hear any more.
At last , ns soon as they had left lea Au
brnls , they began their luncheon In the cat
It was n quarter to 12 o'clock. And whci
they had said the Angelus , the three Aves
thrice repeated , Pierre pulled from Mnrle'
satchel the little book with a blue covet
ornamented with n single picture of Ou
L'tdy of Lourdcs. Sister Ilynclnthe hai
clapped her hands to obtain silence. Th
priest was then able to begin his reading ll
his fine , resonant voice , while nil nbou
awnkcned ; nil the big children's curloslt ;
had boon Intensely nrousod by the phoneme
nnl talo. Now ll related to the stay li
Ncvcrs and to the death of Bernadette. But
as ho hnd dona oit the two prc. ious occ.i
slons , ho noon censed keeping to the text o
the little boook , adding to Its charming re
cttnls of what lie knew , what he surmised
nnd before him ngaln appeared the true
human , piteous story , the one that no on
had told and that touched his heart.
It wns on July 8 , 1SGC , tlint Bernadette let
Lourdca. She started to go Into retreat I ,
Ncvcrs , nt the Convent of St. Glldard , tin
headquarters ot the sisters who served In tin
hospital whcro she had learned to read
where she hnd lived eight years. She wai
then 22 years old ; eight years had pnssoi
slnco the Holy Virgin hnd appeared befon
her. And her farewells to the grotto , to tin
basilica , to all the town she loved wen
wet with tears. But she could no longci
llvo there In the continual persecution o
public curiosity , of visits , of homage and o
adoration. Her feeble health wns flnall )
cruelly affected by It. A sincere humllitj
nnd n timid love for shade and alienee Inn
Inspired In her nt least nn ardent wish U
disappear , to hide In unknown darkness hei
widespread glory of one divinely saved thai
the world would not leave nlono In peace
and she only dreamed of simplicity of mind
of n calm , ordinary life , devoted to prayei
nnd to dally tasks. Her departure was , con
sequently , a relief for her nnd for the grotto
that was beginning to Interfere with her toe
great Innocence and her too heavy afflictions
In Novcrs , Saint Glldard must have been
paradise. She found there air , sun , xpnclouE
rooms and n large yard planted with hand
some trees. She did not , however , get qulel
and wholly forget the world In the far awnj
desert. Hardly twenty days after her ar
rival she took the holy garb under the name
of Sister Marie Bernard , binding herself only
by partial vows. But even there people fol
lowed her , and the persecution of the crowd
about her began anew. She was followed
even Into the cloister by those who felt an
unextlngulshable need to draw forgivenes tor
their sins frsm her holy person. Ah , to see
her. to touch her , to have the pleasure of
looking at her. In rubbing , without her
knowledge , some medal against her dress !
It wns the credulous passion for fetich ol
faithful ones rushing after , pursuing this
poor being made into a god , each one wishing
to take away his share of hope and of di
vine Inspiration. She cried In her weariness ,
In Impatient revolt , repeating :
"Why should they torment me so ? Why
am I different from the rest ? "
In the long run a real sorrow came over
her that she should be a sort of "living
curloslty/'ns she had concluded by calling
herself , with n sad smile of suffering. She
protected herself as well as she could , re
fusing to see anybody. She was also pro
tected by those around her , very narrowly at
times , nnd was only shown to visitors who
had the bishop's authorization. The doors of
the convent remained closed , and clergymen
alone were able to gain admittance as a
usual thing. But even they were too numer
ous to suit her taste for solitude ; she wns
frequently obstinate , and had the priests sent
away without having consented to go down to
the parlor , ns she was annoyed beforehand
to ever describe the same occurrence , to
forever submit to the same questions. She
was IncciiHod , exasperated , for the sake of
the Holy Virgin herself. But at times she
had to give In , as the bishop came in person
with great men , dignitaries and prelates ;
she then showed herself In her serious way ,
she answered questions politely , as briefly as
possible , and she only felt comfortable when
allowed to return to her shady corner. Di
vinity never weighed more heavily on any
being. Ono day. when she was asked Jf she
was not proud of the co.-.sfant visits of her
bishop , she answered simply ;
"Monslgncur does not como to see mo ; ho
comes to show me off. "
Princes of the church , great militant Catho
lics , wished to see- her and wore affected to
the point of tears bcforo her ; and , in her
horror at being on public exhibition , In the
annoyance that they caused to her simplicity ,
she left them without understanding , very
tired and very sad.
However , slio had settled down at Saint
Glldard. She led there n pleasant life ,
fixed now In habits that had become dear to
her. She was so delicate , so often III , that
she became at last quite a skillful needle
woman , embroidering finely albs and altar
cloths. But frequently all her strength left
her and she could not even do these light
tasks. When she was not in bed she passed
long days In an arm chair , having only the
distractions of saying her rosary and of readIng -
Ing religious works. Slnco she knew how to
read she was interested in books , in pretty
stories about conversions , In the great
legends In which the saints figured , and also
In the fine and frightful dramas In which
and plunged back
one saw the devil tricked
Into hell. But her great tenderness , her
constant marveling was for the bible , that
prodigious Now Testament , of whose per
petual miracle she never wearied. She re
membered Bartles' bible , that old yellow book
In the family for n hundred years ; she could
see her foster father each evening stick In
pin nt random and then begin to read
aloud from the right hand page , and at that
time she already knew so well thodc udmlra-
blo stories that she could have continued
from memory after no matter what sentence.
Now that she read them herself she found
them nn eternal surprise , and ever new de
light. The recital of the Passion upset her
and tragical
specially , as nn extraordinary
event tlnt had only just occurred. She
sobbed with pity , her whole poor suffering
frame retained the thrill for hours. Per-
liaps In her tears she unconsciously felt the
pain of her own passion , the desolate Cal
vary that she , too , had tread since her youth ,
When she was not buffering and she could
work In the Infirmary , Bernadetto came and
went , filling the building with her llvuly ,
childish gayety. Until her deatli she re
mained simple nnd babyish , loving to laugh ,
to-romp and to play. She was very small
the smallest ono In the convent which led
lier companions always to treat her rather
is a youngster. Her face became longer ,
more haggard and lost the freshness of
retained their pure and
youth ; but her eyes
; llvino brightness ; they were the beautiful
ayes of n visionary , In which , as though a
limpid sky , passed the flight of dreams. As
she became a
she grow older and suffered
ilttlo bitter and violent , her disposition was
spoiled , uneasy and rude at times ; these
minor Imperfections for which she felt
wcro
nortal regrets otter the crisis. She humlll-
lated herself , believing herself damned , asking
sverybody to forgive her. But , most often ,
iiow good n daughter ot good God ! She was
vivacious , alert ; she was quick In repartee ,
laughable comments ; she had a peculiar
n
Utractlvcness which made people adore her.
Notwithstanding her great devotion , although
ilie passed days In prayer , she did not pro-
: lalm a harsh religion , without nn utterance
if zeal for the others , but was tolerant and
'ull of pity. No holy nun , In n word , was
nero of a woman , with personal attributes ,
i well marked personality , charming oven In
lor childishness. And the gift of child-
lood that she retained , that simple inno-
: enco , making her still a child , Impelled
ihlldren to cherish her , always recognizing
n her ono of their own kind ; ull ran to her ,
limped on her knees , took her neck between
heir llttlo arms , and the yard then rever-
jerated with tholr wild games , races nnd
ihouta , and It waa not she who
an the least , or shouted the least ,
10 happy was she to become once more a
leer , unknown llttlo girl , as she was In the
eng past days ot Bartleat Later , It Is said ,
hat a mother brought to the convent her
mralyzed child to have the saint euro It by
\ touch. She sobbed to hard that the su >
torlor finally consented to the test. But ,
, s Bernadette refused Indignantly when she
vast asked to do miracles , she was not foro-
varnuil. but was imply called to carry tha
Ick child to the Infirmary. And nh car-
led the child ind when she put It on tha
; rouiul the child walked , It was cured.
( To be continued next Sunday. )
Cook's Imperial. World's fair "hlghcit
ward , excellent champagne ; good cffcrvei-
ence , agreeable bouquet , delicious flavor , "
AN OLD MINER'S ' ESCAPE !
Ho Gets Through ' 49 Well Enough , but i
Caught Later.
llo Toll * Storloi Hint Are Thrilling tif llnrl
l ) ) ft 111 * Kicnlfiit Downfall
Dtl tliu Up eirutlo
Agnln ,
SAN FRANCISCO , Cal , , June. Few me
are better known n round town than old Joala
Qulncy , nnd amongst the "boys" he Is know
M "Undo Josh. " qnlncy Is almost tli
youngest of the pioneers who were actuall
cngagc-d In gold mining , and his record Is re
garded as phenomenal.
Ho Is known to have driven n stage to la\
Gulch for n couple of weeks because no on
else could bo found to imderstalio the Jol
three drivers nnd four deputy sheriffs havln
been "picked ofT" In the two preceding weeks
U Is a matter of common notorla'y that h
has "looked down the barrel" of Black Bart'
gun nml through cool nerve escaped with hi
llfo , and the scalps of four horse thieve
could bo at his belt If be wcro an Indian ,
hike n number of other good men , UncI
Josh did not make a fortune on the Conutock
but ho did make a competency , nnd Invcstci
H pretty wisely. He said lie hnd done will
hard work that he had earned n rest nnt
Intended to have It. Ho was going to rcn
easily for the rest of his days. This wns litho
the early ' 70s. But "man proposes and Goi
disposes. "
Kor year ho was a familiar figure In tin
down-town hotels , alwnys surrounded by i
group of interested people , for Uncle Josh It
n good story teller , and though he occasional ! ;
took a drink and always smoked n good cigar
ho waa never loose In habits , manner 01
dross.
About flvo years ago , though , a change wni
noted In the sturdy ex-miner. Ho wns m
longer himself. Ho had been always n bache
lor , though there were plenty of good glrli
who would have boon proud to have callei
htm husband , but nil the blandishments ol
the fair sex wcro apparently wasted on him
Still In all the vigor of his manhood , ho all o
i sudden began to dissipate. First It was wlno
then a return to nn excess of draw poker
and eventually he seemed to lose his grlj
altogether. Vice heaped upon vice until "tin
man of Iron nerve , ' " as he wns once faceti
ously called , was a complete physical and
moral wreck. That waa about four years
ago.
ago.Slnco then until about n year ago , ho wan-
.lered around to his old haunts getting weak-
jr and shakier every day , alwnys getting n
little help from his friends of old. Last
summer ho disappeared altogether , nnd those
tvlio wcro accustomed to meeting him gave
up Uncle Josh for dead. A week ago , how-
3ver , he turned up looking so much Ilko the
man ho wns before lie began to dissipate
that quite a number of people thought or
said they thought It was his ghost. Yester-
lay , surrounded by n score or more of old-
.Imors , he explained his disappearance nnd
remarkable reappearance. The gist of the
itory Is this :
A few ot his frlneds , more out of charity
.ban anything else , went to him about a year
igo , and made him a business proposition to
; o back to the mines. They had a claim and
vero willing to give him an Interest If ho
votild superintend the mine. Ho would glad-
y have gone , but his nerve was broken.
'You can get around all right , " said ono ,
'If you only consent to place yourself In
mnds which I know to be competent. " Uncle
losh consented. His friend a big grain
lealer took him to the Hudson Medical In-
itltute , 1032 Market street , Sun Francisco ,
California. His case was carefully examined
> y the specialists there , nnd at the close ot
ho examination the chief consulting physl-
ilan said : "You have a good chance to bo
veil again. Your constitution Is not en-
Irely ruined. " Then he prescribed their
; reat Specific for nervous disorders and de
leted physical condition The Great Hudyan ,
O.wlt and this wreck ot a man , Inside of
wo months , waa superintending operations
it the minp. Winding up his story last
light. Mr. Qulncy said : "That must bo n
.vondcrfully . potent drug , or combination ot
.hem , although they assure me It is purely
rcKCtablo , for it actually restored mo to life
n a couple of months. Ot course I give the
lectors credit for unusual skill too , for whilst
couple of friends of
; was up In the mines n
the Institute , got
nine , just by writing to
They
heir diseases correctly diagnosed.
lever came near the city at all , and they are
loth strong and healthy now. "
that the de-
Continuing , Mr. Qulncy said
relopment of the mine bad far exceeded his
nest sanguine expectations , and that ns well
is being in perfect health , ho was financially
in tbo "up grade" again.
Now York Press.
toast and tea , "
'Please mnke me some
' with my book , "
'Oh , wnlt till I'm done
paid .she ;
with a frown
\nd she turned her liead
nnd pout ,
a
' out.
her refusal be wnsn't put
lut by
Ic looked with a smile nt her , did he ,
with avidity.
book she devoured
\s the '
ready ,
\.nd said , "I know when they're
With' pleasure extreme I will drink nnd
cut , the fonm of the
for your bread Is light as
Vnd sea the , tonst you mnkc is done to a T ;
t's cr-unl has never been innde in this
town ,
Jrlsp , nnd in color a golden brown ,
Vnd ix necturous draught is the tea you
mnke ,
\ . Joy to sec , a delight to tnke "
ihu arose from the lounge with a smile on
her lip ,
Uid out to the kitchen passed with a skip " ,
Vnd ere he could sny "Jack Iloblnson"
she
, Vas busy preparing his toast and tea ,
a-.i//is yoi.it AHOUT i'iti.ivnitun
Hev. Francis Winter , who preached In
iath , Me , , In tbo lost halt ot the eighteenth
entury , possessed eminent tact and decision.
'bo parish hnd fallen behind In the payment
if his salary. Continental money was legal
endsr , but the fixed day wns near when it
voiild be worthless.
A deacon of the church was treasurer of
he parish , says Youth's Companion. The
tlea was cntertntued of paying Mr. Winter
n the Saturday preceding the Monday on
i'hlch Continental money would cease to be
pgal tender. The collector was despatched
. Uli the worthless bills on Saturday after-
loon , ( i ml found the parson at home.
"I think , Father Winter , " snld ho , "that
'ou have a bill against the parish ? "
"I have. "
'I thought. " went on the collector , "that
ou might be In need of money , und so I
ame to settle with you"
The parson took In the situation nt once.
lo know that refusal of a legal tender would
01 felt the debt.
"Aro you not the collector ? " ho asked.
"I nm. "
"I receive my money from the treasurer , "
aid the parson.
The collector saw his mistake and hurried
ack to send the treasurer to the rescue.
leantlmc the parson donned his Sunday
lothes , nnd said to Mrs. Winter , "Wife , I
hall exchange tomorrow. "
Without further explanation ha mounted
Is horse and rode away , and not too soon ,
or the treasurer speedily appeared with his
ockcts full ot Continental money.
"Where is Mr. Winter ? " he Inquired In
aste ,
"Gone oft to exchange , " was his wife's re
ly ; and when she wna questioned further ,
lie good lady confessed 'that she really did
ot know whether ho had gone to George-
iwn to exchange with I'arbon Hmerson , or
3 Harpswoll Neck to exchange with Mr.
laton. On Sunday an "exchange" filled the
'
ulplt , and on Monday the clover parson's
ues were still unpaid.
Up In one of Michigan's thriving counties
IIV84 a man wha I * about M rrfmnUut of
n dollar or two n n man can well bo and
be decent , nays the Detroit Fro I'res * . Ho
Is n. farmer In comfortable circumstances ,
nnd being thrifty , honest , Industrious and n
bachelor , ho was considered qulto the catch
of the nctghborhoood , notwithstanding his
painful ex.ictnosa In money matters. Ho
flnnlly married a widow worth In her own
right $10.000 , nnd shortly afterward n frleiul
met htm ,
"Allow me , " ho Mid , "to conRrnlulnto
you. That marriage was worth n clean
$10,000 to you. "
"No , " ho replied , "not qulto that much. "
'Indeed ? I thought there wns every cent
ot ten thousand In It. "
"Oh , no , " and lie sighed n lltlla ; "I had
to | my n dollar for the marriage license , "
Years ago nn old hard-shell preacher ,
who lived on the bonier In the days when
the Indians were nt wnr with the whites ,
was making preparations ono morning to
go to liln church , miles awny , through u
country Infested with savngcs. Ho wna
carefully loading his old flint lock rtflo to
take nlong when a friend present remarked :
"What ore you going to take that Rim
nlong for , old man ? lon'l you know that
It It Is foreordained for the Indians to kill
you the gun won't save you ? "
"That's very true , " said the old man , ns
ho deliberately rammed the bull homo.
"But suppose that It Is foreordained that the
Ind an shall bo killed ? Now , how would
the good Lard carry out his purpose It I
didn't Imvo my gun along ? " That closed
the debate.
"I2r-our revival has mullet ] In so mnny
accessions to the church , " said the minister ,
loaning back In his chnlr nnd putting the
tips of his fingers together , "that I unit
ah I think It would not be a bad Idea for
my salary to bo Increased. "
"I'm afraid we can't do It , brother , " re
plied the deacon. "You sei > the only way
we got so mnny of them to Join was by
explaining that with a largo membership the
burden of carrying a minister at the salary
you are now getting would bo but llttlo felt. "
_
A terrible ) cyclone recently swept over A
soctlon of country In the vicinity of Elk
City , Idaho. Largo areas ot plno timber
weru mowed down Ilko grass bcforo a ma
chine , nnd ranches In the track of the storm
wcro damaged. Hall fell to n depth ot flvo
Inches. _
The Mercur mill nt the Mprctir gold mine ,
Utah , reduced 3,000 tons of ore In the month
of June. It uses the cyanide process ami
declares two dividends tier month ot $25,000
each , The capacity of the plant Is about to
bo Increased to 250 tons per thy , which will
make It the leading cyanide plant In tha
United States.
LOVE
often riopptuN on bcnuty. Thp loss of one mcanj
the loss of the other. Otny hnlr In poMoin tientij
llftil. Hulno < I Imlr , atrcaketl and | > atcliy froti
blench Inc. never I .
IMPERIAL
HAIR REGENERATOR
perfectly restores iilch , Itiatrons color , nmltos
thu liiilr hrnllhy nml la clean. JJtrnmltiK , sail ,
or Turkish b.itli.t do nnt affect It. It la n > nnt-
uiul oa natuie. Dctectloii ltnio | tilblc. Hook about
It free.
IMI'KHIAT , CIIHMICALi MFC ? . CO. .
22 ! ) Fifth Avenue , N. Y.
Sold by Shcrnmn fc McUonnull , 1613 Dodg ;
SirI I , Omaha , Nub.
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BUILDING
S. W. Cor. 16th and Dodge Sts.
4 PKK CENT INTKllKST PAID ON SAYINGS -
INGS DEPOSITS.
454 PEU CENT. ON TIME CnilTIFICATES
S TO MONTHS.
D PCIt CENT. ON TIME CERTIFICATES
E MONTHS AND OVER.
You are Invited to come In nnd open nn no-
: ount with us , llnnliliiK hours 9 to 4 P. M.
laity. Open Snluttlay nights to receive deposit *
only , 0 to S P. M.
H. O. DEVIHES. President. T
CADET TAYLOR , Vice Pea.
W. B. TAYUHt. Cnshlcr.
II. A. HANSEN. Asa't. Cashier.
.Sl'KlilAI.
MALI : OK
YOUNG ( UJIIAN PAHHOT4
have nulvt'd. Pilco only \ \
cnch. Do not forget th-it
these favoicd panoU lire but
n. few works every ycnr In
Bt-nnnn , anil that you cannot
obtain imirotH duilni ; nny
other time for le.-u than JU.
Order quick nnil secure a
good Holrction. lOnch parrot
Bold with a written Kuaran *
Ice to tnlk.
GEISLER'S BIRD STORE ,
410JS. Kith , Omulm.
Urt.
ID the only
SPECIALIST
WHO TUHAT8 A ! ,
PRIVATE DISEASES
and DEBILITIES of '
MEN ONLY ,
Women Excluded.
18 yourii oxiarlenc
Circular * free.
( 4th and Farnum Bt * .
OMAHA , NKB.
Dr. E. C. West's Nerve and Drain Treatment
i told under posltlTO written Runninton , hjr author *
ted iifimUi iinVy , to rum Weak ilvinnry ; Ixwn o (
irMnnnd Norm I'ower ; I * > f > t Manhood ; Qnlrknvn ;
'lubt I/JSfu ; Kvll Drnnnis ; Ijiclt of Confldvucu ;
( urvouxnnn ; Lnultmlit ; nil Drntm ; Lotoot 1'uwcr
if tha ( lencrutlvo Orunim In ellhor BUI , cntwil bj
ivor-exertlon ; Youtliftil Krrori , or Kxcefylre Uw ut
: ohacco. Opium or I.lnunr , which soon lead lo
llxirUowmnptloii , lucHiiltjnnil Denlh. It/mull ,
1 nlini ; nrnrfV vrllfMTrllleiiiriinrniitH ) to cm o or
of and money. Wl 'rHCOUUIIHYItlll1. A certain
uro [ or Co-iali" . O'nldx , AMhinn , Itrnnrhlllii , Croup ,
Yhooplni ; Couuh. Horn Throat. ] ' ! < uu > nut tobilo.
iiimll tlzo discontinued ; oM.IWi. elzr , nuwSVi. : old
1 rl . now W-io. ailAHANTKIH lruud only by
Goodman Drug Oo , , Omaha.
SURELY CURED.
To THE Enrron 1'lcnso inform your read-
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bovo iiamctl cliKeiuso. liy HH timely lisa
lion-sanda of hopeless CIIKCII linvo been jior-
mncntly cured. I nlmll bo ( jlud to KOIH ]
ivo bottles of jny ruincdy frco to nny of yoiu
ciidera who Juivo consumption if they wil )
oud mo theiroxjiroasund jiohtofllco udilrt-tw
.1.A.BlocuinM.O.,1831 > ourlBt.NowYork.
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PERFECTS )
EXACT SIZE
IIIB MERCANTILE IS THE FAVORITE TEN CENT CIGAIL
eulo by all First Class Doulors , Manufactured by tua
F. R. UICE MERCANTILE CIGA.R CO. ,
Factory Ko. 304 , St. LouU , M < *
