THE WHITE CLIFES OF DOVER, %o the bright summer sunlight We see near the strand The cliffs made immortal By great Shakespeare's hand You may search the fair shores Of old Engiand over, You will never find oliffs Like the white chiffs of Dover, The gray castle may stand On the rock-bound const, And the pretty town near it In vain pride may boast; There is no sight se pleasant To the tired sea rover As a view o'er the waters Of the white cliffs of Dover. Oh, land of our Fathers, Our heart-love for thee fs as warm as (he sunshine, As deep as the sea. Thy bright fields are fresh With the sweet-scented clover, As we bid thee farewasll By the white ciiffs of Dover, The steamer moves out From the long wooden pler, And the parting is sad, With the sigh and the tear; But we still watch the land, Growing lower and lower, THI we leave in the dis‘ance The white cliffs of Dover. CR RR Raa THE BLACKTHORN. if eame in on the morning-car from Oabirceveen and was going to Kil I didn't hear what the answer was, but the man said, “Shtip up the stairs, was quite dark, and the stair rather the top of the stairway. *‘See if it suits ye, sor,” he said, “I'll sind in the landlady.” “The room was large. was a bed that was neat and clean, In a corner A the furniture, with the exception of big solid square table that occupied the table and the shade allowed a haze to pervade the room. miliar play scene in : National of the The whole interior at turned countenance of the king, let’s answer to the inquiry about land, Toward dusk we stopped at a im to get the mall, There were three sthers and myself on the car and they went in to get drinks. 1salon the car. =i 1: 3 bundle of canes in her arms and wh xad ye buy a good blacktarn shlick mated bite nor sup dhis day?” “How much are they?” me since singularly 3. I put my valise and waterproof the stout beside them. 1 concluded to take the room if the terms were reasonable, The door opened anda big muscular wo- man shoved in as if some one had been holding the door agamst her. Sls shoved it shut with a slam by leaning back against it. One band was ¢ on voung and ly, bul was a, she handle of the door. She was her face had been once com ana were red and watery. Jdissipatic Her eves knotty blackthorn cane with spikes jooking weapon. &y on my part brought down on my head more blessings than ever had fallen to e positively embarrassing. When we reached Killarney 1 took $e train for Dublin, which place 1 was saxious to reach, as my cash was get- short, I had stayed a week longer Ireland than I had intended, and sithough I had tickets through to Lon- yet I knew if I lingered much rin the Green Isle I 38 if 1 were ferance ful oaths 1 a loud vol Her first ul torrent of the most fe have ever heard from buman lip She snded by commanding we to lay my watch and money on the table, under penalty of having my ‘‘skool” crushed in, she began ‘n li waterproof and threw it over my left arm, In my right I took thorn, grasping it near the poiat, my left I took my valise. This In ted my utmost admiration, for 1 was at that moment the most frightened man in the three kingdoms. | in a den like that, 1 knew the verdict way 'unch counter on my way home. ¥he next evening after I bought that sane I stood on Sackville street with the blackthiorn in my hand wondering what I had better do, The wind was blowing a hurricane down the broad Wall pillar in a terrific manner that owed me it would be no fun crossing the channel that night, 1 was afraid gos now, yet | had not the money to y at a good hotel, for good hotels in Dublin are rather expensive, as [ had foand on my previons visit three week before. Jusi then a man touched roe pm the arm and said, as if he had beer # thought reader. “Are ye looking for a nice quiet lodg- ing for the night?" I'm not looking for anything but Bis wind to go down,” I answered. “It'll be worse before it’s better,” bop of the monument. im’ av i?" “I'm thinking of crossing the chan- “Oh! wurra, wurra,” cried the man, going away from Dublin wae of life or death wud take a amt to sea a night Like this)” That was about my idea of the mat. dor, and as the wild blast gave an extra swoop that seemed to blow out every mm on Sackville street we drew close: @io the dark shelter of the side thor see hifare, man is cheap?” I asked. don to sthay. madd luk at the roems, and if the price mad room don’t plaze ye—shure there's ae harumn done at ail at ail.” “1s 1t far from here?” “Just a stbhep.” he place.”’ “Ye'll be plazed wid it, sor,” he re- glied as he led down the side street. It was quieter as we moved along his street and my partner talked mn a soft, msinuating, deprecatory sort of way. He struck me asa man whom Wife had completely erushed all ambition out of. “Ye're a stranger in Ireland, sor?” “Yes,” 1 sald; “I’m from America," “An’ have ye seen much of this poor spuntry sor?”’ “I've been three weeks in Kerry.” “Ah! a wild country that, sor, a wild soantry, No man’s safe there." “Oh, 1 didn’t find itso, 1 was de. Hghted with Kerry and the people.” “Ah! thim that’s well armed have Bittle to fear wheriver they go.” I never carry weapons,’ 1 said, and { often have thought since how long a man may live in this world without sequiring too much sense. It had been always a sort of idiotic boast of mine that I had been in all kiuds of places snarmed and unharmed, We went through a maze of streets and at last | “Se here, I'm no further. We must have come a mile already.” “it’s the next street,” wid the man, Sarrying me on. It was in the next street. He knock- ad at a door, which, after we waited » {ime was cautiously opened, | ut my watch in the interval and mw 1 had still an hour to catch my poat at the North Wall if the place don’t suit, The man sali: “Here's ou gentleman that wants to Tok at the big room, [Is it ocoupled?” i No business going to such a place.” [I felt a serene certainty that the worst construction great yearning to be left so that I might explain, “Madam,” 1 said “kindly allow me go. I have no money except some small change, which under the circum- stances, you are welcomes to." She shrieked an incredulous and swore if 0 least five guineas and watch she would dissect me. At this moment the door shoved open again andil wo more women came squeez- ing in, Ooe was youag and tall, Her face had not the was bad en ff + bh pe Oi my ough, and gave me litle he mending of matters, 4 short | one who had opsned the was sitoply a living horror, cancer-like disease had entirely away, and bad ¥ i Some Lert eaten her nu also destroyed mus yhig mouth w arin. The fix carrying it asone perpetual and ghastly st female still did the talking, on in a loud the truth of what she said -— hit shout my lungs out and no help would come. “Now, look here,’ I said, “I ve only a few shillings in my pocket, If I car- I'll shell ont I emptied my i That didn’t suit them. They insisted the walch, and although 1 said watch had been given tO me by a very dear frien that seemed to makes no difference. I scooped back the cash into my pockets § - 4% thaus paces y On oN would have to be. The frst woman took her hand from coucealment and showed an ugly looking dirk. She took a step forward, 1 backed up against the wall, 1 wus more afraid of a treacher- ous attack from some concealed con- “Stand back,’ 1 eried, “or I'll mas- sacre you,’ and I flourished the black thorn. She stood back, «wearing like a trooper, “*Now, for the last time, will you let me out?’ “Divil an out,” was the reply. 1 swung my cane and smashed to pieces the Hamlet picture. The head of the cane went clear through the glass and the play scenes in the center, The bro- ken glass rattied down on the floor and one of the cords snapped, leaving the shattered picture dangling on the other; then that broke and the heavy frame and ruined engraving fell with a crash to the floor. The three women shrieked at the unexpected disaster just as ordi- nary women would have done. The grinning hag was the most disturbed, She was evidently the proprietress of the den. She shook her fist, and as near a8 I could understand her mum. bling talk. said my body would be found in the Lifty, “Don't talk to we,” 1 sald. “Get your woman away from that door and open it. If J can’t call the police I will ring up the fire department. The pext thing | smash 1s Lhat and the mo. ment after this room will be on fire. — Open that door,” . ' The woman woull have done so, but the one with the knife prevented her, I raised the eane sudstsack the lamp, The pieces of the shade and the lamp glass were sostieved all over the room. The lamp Hiagif aw too and fro un- ¥ She drew the fair dirkist aside and the other nodded: “Get to the further end of the room ~you too, Mrs. Duffy.” They did so, aod for a moment I stood with the open door and the dark 1 knew the street door was locked, and that while I fumbled But I noticed the key of the room was on the outside of the door, and I saw my I moved slowly toward the open door—then made a bolt-—drew it shut, and turned the key, locking in my fair hostess and her sylph like com panions, The next instant | was throttled by unseen hands, “Force the doore, force the doorel” cried the voice of my late cowardly d azainst me, thie foot of the stirs and him with the blackthorn at too close quarters, hit Lo hil were tried but we * it near theend with both hands, the numerous thorns on the stick giving me harpooned him in the face with the point of if the stick. my advantage by foreing him wards down the stairway, Half baci Way him [ swore to brain him if he stirred. This took place very rapidly, and as the women inside were shaking vigorously stant. 1 felt along the iaside of y opened the door and let in the rom the street lamp, “Roll off my cout, will you?” He I picked up my coat and hand As 1 sprang The ladies of the had crash, house as fast as | was able. I hailed a pass. ing car and asked to be taken to t North Wall, A few minutes was on board the boat for Holyhead, The old woman's blessing seemed to have put a good deal of I have it yet, bul Lie whether not know. Sb ———— = Matrimonial Detectives. “Ol conrse, there are tricks in every with a smile, the other day. “Do eriminal cases pay the best?” asked a reporter, “By no meaus, the bulk of my work “Who are your best castomora?” In and diffion’t, not to say dangerous, his aonscience is suspicions. That fact lone makes his captu'e more difficult aua once, particularly when sud he himsel! furnshes fhe gronud- upon which we weave the net of wavioting evidence against him, however, there is no such Wor thing oliers sre the most difficult to capture, And, again, an old one at the business to adopt desperate mesns when young men for sweethearts, wild sous for their fathers, snd suspected wives and husbands is ‘snap.’ Yon would be surprised al the nmmber of a house on Thirly-fourth stree, Gia nson. an eidorly, white-lisired gentleman re After cor daughter's anrnusing the rest, | sald: name, aod abou! the young gentleman?” said 1 “Yes, yes. Bless my soul, how did Finally, after much talk, I succeeded geatioman, and went away with a part. ing injunction to be very careful, the but I think he is a wicked voung man,’ “That might I followed the yonug bad returned from the opera, and he had left her at her father’s door. The first place he visited was a saloon, part of the iat, getting Math abu 4 in the morning. made my report to the old gentleman, who said, ‘Bless my soi; just as I thought. Try him again to-night. I did, and the young man's ware about the same, only the Hayroarket for a faro bank, where he lost heavily and went home gran well ‘loaded.’ That was enough for old gentleman, and when the young man called the next time, instead of the warm welcome of his betrothed, ho was met by an angry old gentieman. you see how be lost a pretty wife and ber father's well-filiod money bags, The old gentleman was deeply gratefal to me and gave me a check for $100, and when I said iv was 8 good deal, he replied: ‘Why, bless my sonl, you have i if 3 3 a g : Mile. Annette, It was just such an American village as you ses In pictures, A background | of super! bold mountain, all clothed in | bluegree cedars, with a torrent thun- | dering down a deep go ge and falling | in billo vs of foam; a river reflecting the | azure of the sky, and a kuot of houses, | with a ¢ 'urch spire at on: end and a | thicket of factory chimne: « at the other | whose black smoke wrote aver.chang- | brilliancy | vale. And blossomy | pouring out | ile Gerard | id his desk, his small, | back, as it Chis was Dam in the rosy sunset of tt June day the girls were all of the broud doorway, 1 Blake, the foreman, sat be a pen behind his ear aw drawn One by one the girls stopped and re- ceived their pay for one week's work, | for this was Saturday mght., One by one they filed out, with fretfual, discon in front of the high-railed desk, She was slight and tall, with large, velvety-blue eyes, a complexion as deli wed wax, and an abundance of glos. sy halr of dark a brown casual observer would have pros it black, and there wa way the bine i tied and the details of cole that the wunced 80 FIDLOO al I 1 3 : “Well nnett Mlle, A 1 Ww WW 3 9 * ie AnSWwWer- tones, *“It is not disagreeable,” s accent clinging t ace to a r hand for the money Lhe counting out, have given 1 DL ight o hes flower, as she ex. tended i fore DARI was “You i aa ¥s IY LHe Conrad vi Mr. Blake sl (ged his shoulders isagreeably “Humph!” he grunted; ‘‘you ain't much accustomad to our way of doing Eight for a 3 ia af course; but we deduct two For what?’ Annette 18h ling eyes, **For getting you the mtuation, ma demdiselle, to be sure,” said Mr. Blake, in a superior sort of way. Such places And folks “1 did not,” flushed out Annette Du- “Oh~—well—all right. know, you ain't oblige you choose,” “Do you mean,” hesitated Annette, “that If 1 do not pay you this mopey—"’ “You can't expect to stay in Blake, hitching Pecause, you to stay ie up “But the other $237" “Oh,” sald Mr, Blake, centage the girls all pay. “But what is it for? Mr. Blake laughed, “Well, it hele out my salary. Of warse, you know, the girls all expect to pay something every week for Keep- ing their situations in a place where there's so many anxious to get them.” “And Mr. Elderslie?” “Oh, Mr. Eldersiie. * repeated Blake, “He hasn't much to do with it. 1 ‘that's a per. " Worka” “Mr. Eldersiia “Well, yes, he owns il. But are everything. Mr. Elderslie the utmost confidence in my capacity, and-—and-—responsibility. Mr, nan. He own interest. And more questions to ¢ + ¥ ¥ ws " owns it, 1 believe? i man- understands Las pow if you've any ask" “1 have pone. ”’ sald Annette, wisl- fully. “Buot—I need this money my- self, 1 work hard for it. 1 earn it * 0 your SEL? ejaculated Mr. Blake, jumping gome insect had im, “And I will not pay it,” calmly con. “Very well—very well. Just as you ¥ eried the foretoan, “Only if Hae, mademoiseile, (E14 levale Works se.’' “*Are these the rules?” manded Aonetle, “Pray consider your name crossed went Mr. Blake. | “You are no longer in my employ. Good evening, Mademoiselle. What on And Mr. Blake slammed down the cover of his desk as if it were a patent | tate | Two or three of the factory girls, who | ceived from the cashier, in her hand, ‘You've lost your place, ma’amselle,’ | whispered Jenny Purton, a pale, dark- | eved little thing, who supported a crip- pled mother and two little sisters out of her slender earnings, “And he'll never jet you in n,” added Mary Rice, *‘He's as viodictive | as possible.’ “It matters not,” said Annette. *‘He | isa ue, and rogues sometimes out- general themselves,” “But you can’t starve,’ said Jenny. “Look here, ma amselle, come home with me. It's 8 poor place, but we'll make you welcomes til—til you ean write to your friends.” Annette turned and impulsively kiss. | ed Jenny on her lips “I thank you,” she said, ‘‘but I do pot need your kindness, My friends are nearer than you think.” And Annette Davelle went back to with the growth of the woodbine, where she lodged with the wife of the roan who tended the engines in the Dap- plevale works, things would be a bit different, Mr. Elderslie lives abroad—in Paris, they say." ““He is in this country now,” “I intend to write to him. * *Twon't do no good, miss.” “Yes, it wilt,” said Annette quietly. td % * # * en, a pink carpet all along the edge of the woods, and the Dapplevale works Simon Pettengill’s newly brightened | sleam engine, foa Mr, Eiderslie and his bride were to visit the works on their wedding tour. “It's a pity M'amselle Annette went | said Simon to his as- | sistant, *‘ ‘cause they say the master’s | kind-hearted in the main and she might | have spoken up for herself,” Mr. Gerald Blake, in his best broad. cloth suit, and mustache newly dyed, stood smiling in the broad doorway i carriage drove up to the entrance, and ih isted a young lady, in wveling suit to alight ' he sprang out and ass a dove-colored 1 “Blake, how a § y Oi sald, with Sue Blake re Vi us Lhe carelessnes ly. Ann wy foreman.” “Mademoiselle Ag Aud Mr, Gerald Dlake ii~ tie, ms viet tp nell Or A month before “1 must beg to Blake.” sald Eldersiie full LEIS books, ritatively nge stories me some stra about the It b-came reachad her even and sl ngs are managed here, he rumors Blvihesdule SPT she chose to come and see Fell, Annetle, darling, wedding gift we cau make Lo these poor working girls is a new foreman. Blake, war 1} Way | 80 notorious that t al 1S +9 “Bat sir—— “Not another word,” cried Mr. El- dersiie, with a lowering brow, and Mr. Grerald Blake crept away, with an un | comfortable consciousness of Anneite’s | scornful bine eyes following Lim. Elderslie turned to his wife **You were right, my love, “The man’s face Is suflicient evident against him.” And a pew reign began for poor Jenn) Purton and the as Shon Petteng:il, And Annette never regretied Calico Works. ono As Gambetta and His Mother's Death. ture-—perhaps, also, a physical fore. checking him, ; his overflowing bope- hilarity his joyousness ily and emed to sit super- upon him, ()2e day, in August, friend went $0 bresklast with Bim in bis poor and eomiortiess home, in the Rae St D.dier, Gambett talked carnesty eloquently, and after the was his wont, flang himself on a low conch, As he sometimes suatched i aw minutes sleep in the day, his friend, seeing him lying back very still, thought he was sleeping, and taking up a newspaper, wont to the window, when, stealing an- other glance at Gambetia, he saw tw Lig tears roll down his face, ! y ad jf came OU aoally RRS. Ae, A fo 3003 134 a aejen s BS i apes, with mingled pain and surprise he went up to him and said: “You musi not grive unreasonably; the thought of your mother ought to be a tender re collection, and not a bitter sorrow; besides, yon have work to do; you are not at liberty to yield to grief.” Then Gambetta, turning his face away, said “Oh, my friend, tl ese private aud pub- le sorrows ara, at {wes, wore than 1 cau bear,” Then looking up his rested on a beautifal picture by Hen. ner, given him by the ladies of Alsace, representing a young peasant girl, neath which was written “‘Alsace. “Yon are right,” he said, pointing the picture; ‘‘there iz my duty,” 3d he added, “‘un devoir qui console de tont.” Undoubtedly that was his dream, but he had the fine judgment and the good taste rarely in private or public to touch this subject; he knew too well be France, by patience and self-control. ‘For the sake of our dignity,” he exclaimed, “*jet ns never speak of regaining Alsace and Lorraine, but let it be understood Mae, Liars, his sister, told how passionately warm were his family affections, Dur. ing his last illness he sent his father the little money there was in the house, a few hundred franes, ‘‘to buy himself,” Le said, ‘a New Year's present,” When Gambetta seemed a little better, and not till then, would he allow his friends to write to his father, ‘Spare him us much suxiety as possible; write him a reassuring letter.” EYES be. to a Oe ——— Modes of Courtship. The tatlor presses his suii, (eet, The blacksmith strikes while the tron is hot. The carpenter says her society ads joy to his existence. The woodchopper offers himself as her feller, The mason believes his chanoes rest on a good foundation when he informs her that refusal would be mortar fying to him, The salior first ascertain: how the land lies; then approaches her when she’s in stays and then informs her that she's in need of a first mate, The dairyman he is bound to heifer, and can love no udder, Tne furniture dealer is #0 much in love with her that be is willing to ac- cept her affection on installments, one tenth down, The poet woos her with a sonnet, and her big brother starts oul in search of him with a shotgun. The “funny man" approaches her with jokes and and has the dog set on him and the skirts of his swallowtail, Fioally the champion rollersakater rolls into her good and she elopes With and mansion aT 3 3 sireet Musicians, “How many of these bands are there lin New Yorg?” | “Between fifty and sixty. They are called *tramwps.’ Here and there some very falr musicians may be found, but | a6 4 rule the members comporing these | street bands are, strictly speaking, ama- teurs—-that is to say, they belong to some trade, and being out employment, take to this means of getting a living *“T'o what nationality do they princi. pally belong?”’ “To Bavaria. The them most of been in the country long encugh to be- come used to the he people.” “Is there any vrgauization of street ans?” “Not in the sense of mutual protec- tion, They have sort of unwritten etiquette, For instance, it is net con- sidered in good taste for one street bar to play within earshot of another Is this a remuneralive business Ways of Gas “Well, very mach depends upon Lhe oh it is carned out. Dy his I mean to say that it is not unusual for several really conpelent musicians to form band and play on certam nights in frout of eading hots i few privale resi- Wi Of themselves into a street Wii pay iu I in ie during dinnes 5 make au there are this makes less you'll admit is it f ' § IVHNen: , is to The ometimes hires the ‘Yes, ie who are gut o empl wgain the man who acts as leader tl i as Im 80 much rest ulation, and Spe! r FOUL e baru a sped a day and their al nigal. {i “How much?” “Perhaps fifty cents apiece, and often even less thag that’ | “Where do they get their food? “From some hotel whose proprietor will give them a few 8 of siale meat and bread Very little satisfies 1 lass of Germans, who have usver rustomed to much.” their own people lfberal to Te Taps ‘ 8 a singular fact, but they are German street bands are not i ilar with Germans, becanse il im- plies a lazy species of existence, which those who are beter off do not care to encourage. What money they do make they receive from Amencans in tene- ment districts, where there are plenty of children.” “To whom do the long?’ “They are generally owned by the serformers, and are worth next te noth- ing. That’s ene of the reasons why they make such poor music, There is, : however, a bitter feud existing between | the organ-grinders and street Lands, An organ grinder can't operate wilhin 4 block of a street t becan drown him out, to speak, yel ol is, I'd Pe fer the organ-gry 3 5 a yg 4 4 instruments be- t t 80 two ev simes—— AAI —————— raman Digna. ed man at the present Lime is by birth, and was born in a small hotel in ILouer a year or twe al married an lexandr half French and ba the name of Osman Dig- y, taking a great fancy to young it that time named Alphonse mnsisted on having his name to his own, and, dying in 1842, i 500.000 frances, Afler se death of his step-father be was jell the guardianship of Ali Kbana, a kind of half partner of the elder Osman Mussulman, who, al the Digna in 1844, took young Os man into his house, His religion, al that time being very much of the Chris tion unattached type, was Soon convert Mahomelanism All Khana very wealthy man, and lived in erent Oriental pomp and splendor Mongh intending to be very Kind to voung Osman, his kKinness was of a vers Spartan order indeed, He had numer. ous professors of various branches of learning, and would often be examined by Alli himself, who, if he did not con- sider that be had made progress, wonid have him severely bastinadood, At the age of 15 he was sent to Care an ex-French officer to be taught the | various methods of European warfare, | Captain Merale had some fifty bogs re ! siding in his house studying war in all {4 branches, two or three of whom have | since become famous, not least among { them being Arabi Pacha. It is strange, | a= illustrating the old saying, that “ihe | boy is father to the man,’ that both Osman and Arabi distinguished them- | solves as leaders 1n the mumic’ battles | fought in the grounds of Captain Me. | rade, the former in a dashing, swooping | kind of way, earrying everything before { him, and the latter as a tactician, The | consequence was that a rivalry existed between the two. both having about an | equal number of their school-fellows { mding with them. Osman remained | here until his 19th year, when he was sent by bis guardian to Franoe on mat- | ters relating to Ali's business, | In 1866 be obtained command of his | reriment, but shortl LSRorSar, offend. ing the Kbedive, he to leave Boyt, and had his property confiscated. He then went to Suakim, and entered busi- ness as a ship chandler and coal agent under an assumed name; but, while on a hupking expedition, be was ured by a roving band of Arabs and was sold as u slave to the the man who at present calis himself the Mahdi, The Mahdi was charmed with his new slave as a man of unbounded leaming, and who would be able to train his numerous supporters in the art of war. He gave Ouman his daughter in marriage, and has ever since treated im like a son, as AIM 4 An in 1554. if oF wuged ft him death « Mme id of was nio 131 je
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