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
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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,
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